I wiped myself off with some wet naps, then put my clothes on. I then wiped down the coffee table, put some Spot Shot on the couch and carpet where she leaked. Finally, I grabbed the pillow where she had been held face down. There was a perfect makeup outline of her face. Eyeshadow, blush, lipstick, even twin streaks of mascara running down the cheeks. I took a picture as a souvenir, then threw it in the washing machine.
I looked over the room. It was as good as I was going to get it, and Lynn would be home any minute. I went upstairs and heard the shower still running. I grabbed a set of Lynn's sweats and went into the bathroom. I expected to see her crying and I expected that I'd have to console her before kicking her ass out the door.
When I opened the shower door, there she was, the shower head pointed at her pussy. My cum was still leaking out of her pussy, but she wasn't using the water to clean herself. The shower water ran into her clit in the most magnificent way, and she looked at me, lust in her eyes.
"Care to join me?" she asked.
"No, I don't!" I said, and I meant it. Even as water dripped from her huge tits in the most glorious waterfall I had ever seen, I had to think of my marriage. "I want you out of the house."
She shrugged. "Suit yourself," she said. She turned the water off, and suddenly I heard the garage door opening.
"Get dressed and make up a story, you're going to need it," I said, rushing downstairs.
I sat on the couch, nervous as hell. What was Kelsey going to do when she got downstairs?
Lynn walked in. She smiled at me, and we embraced and kissed. Luckily I had used some mouthwash just moments before.
"What is Kelsey's car doing here?" she asked.
I shrugged. "She just showed up, then when I said you weren't here, she ran upstairs."
Lynn stepped back and crossed her arms. "Look, I know you don't like her, but couldn't you at least have asked her what's wrong?"
I shrugged. Lynn sighed and went upstairs. I went back to sitting on the couch. My life could be over in just a few minutes.
A minute later I heard the two of them coming downstairs. "Don't worry about it, honey. You call me if you need anything else," he heard Lynn say.
"I will. Tell Tom I said hi," Kelsey said.
"Oh, nonsense, you can tell him yourself. Tom, come in here!" Lynn called.
Tim walked out. Kelsey looked like she had been crying, and Lynn had her arm wrapped around her.
"It turns out her boyfriend broke up with her, and on the day of the prom as well!" Lynn cried out. Kelsey's face was down, but her eyes looked up at me, and she smiled briefly.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Kelsey," I said. I hoped this little lie wouldn't come back to haunt me.
Kelsey smiled now, genuinely. "I'm glad to hear you say that, Tom." She crossed the distance between us in a flash, wrapping her arms around me. She hugged me tightly. I looked at Lynn, and she was beaming at me. I smiled and put my arms around her shoulders and hugged back, her tits pushing against me giving me another hard-on. She broke away from the hug and winked at me, then turned to leave. "Bye Lynn. Bye Tom."
I watched as she left. She was walking bowlegged, obviously barely able to keep it together as she walked out the door. When she passed Lynn, she looked back at me. Lynn wasn't looking, so she winked at me and blew me a kiss. I sighed. I knew this wouldn't be the last time I'd be dealing with Lynn's bratty little sister.
Breeding My Wife's Bratty Little Sister
I whistled as I left work. Things were finally returning to normal for me. For the past six weeks I had felt like my perfect world was going to come crashing down on me at any moment. I thought that, any day now, my wife's bratty little sister would tattle on me.
You see, I did something wrong. But, to sound just as bratty as she would, she started it. She had come over, dressed in her pink satin dress, and flaunted her body. She had looked just like my wife Lynn when I first met her, and I had trouble trying to resist.
My resistance just seemed to turn her on more. Soon, she was playing with my cock through my pants, whispering naughty things in my ears, begging me to discipline her. What else could a man do? I spanked her right through that cute little dress.
After that, my memory is a little foggy. I remember tearing that dress off her, ripping her panties off, and not even hesitating when she told me that she was a virgin. I had fucked her six ways from Sunday. Unlike my wife, she didn't have an IUD, so I was able to go as deep as I wanted, and I hadn't been able to pull out. That last part had made me really uneasy. I expected my father-in-law to be at my door with a shotgun if Kelsey actually got pregnant.
But, she hadn't, or at least I could be pretty sure that she hadn't. And she also hadn't told on me yet. So, now that over a month had passed, I felt like I could now relax. As I started to drive home, I thought things were going to be alright.
It's not that I still didn't feel some tugs on my conscience. Lynn would never forgive me if she found out. I really shouldn't even forgive myself. Like I said though, she started it. It didn't help my conscience one bit that every time I made love to Lynn, I thought of her little sister. The only thing that ruined that fantasy was when Lynn's IUD poked me when I went too deep.
Ah well, my problems would be over soon. Kelsey had buckled down, done well on her SATs, and now she was headed off to the same college that Lynn and I had gone to. Fortunately for me, it was several hundred miles away, and I'd probably only ever have to see her for Christmas every year. One day, many years from now after she settles down with her own husband, we'll probably have a great laugh about this.
I smiled to myself in the car as I thought of her all grown up, laughing at how she had acted. However, my smile quickly faded. A block from my house, there was a car parked on the street. It looked suspiciously like Kelsey's.
What is she doing here? I thought. I looked again, and sighed with relief. The car had out-of-state license plates. It couldn't be hers. Still, it shook me up a little bit.
I went into my big house through the garage as I usually did. I looked at my TV, thinking that I'd play some video games. Seeing that car had really shaken me up, though. I decided I'd go upstairs to my room and jerk off first. That'd calm me down.
I got up to my room and lay down on my bed, unzipping my pants. Lynn was the greatest wife a guy could ask for, but sometimes she wasn't the star of my fantasies. I could never treat my princess the way I treated her little sister in my fantasies. My mind began to wander as I began to jerk off...
She walked into my room, dressed in that little prom dress. No words were exchanged, but I knew what she wanted. I walked over to her, and grabbed the front of her dress, tearing it from her body. She wore nothing underneath, but didn't seem frightened at all. Her tits were huge. She looked at me defiantly as I grabbed her hair and pulled her in for a kiss...
Oh yeah, this is going to be a good fantasy, I thought.
I broke from the kiss and dragged her over to the bed, holding her down. With my free hand, I tore off my own clothes. She waved that bare ass at me tantalizingly, and I took what she offered me. I flipped her over, putting my hand on her neck. As she turned red, I continued to fuck her. I could feel the orgasm began to rise within me...
...when suddenly I heard a gasp. It was feminine, and it sounded like Kelsey. Had my fantasy been that vivid? I thought. I stuffed my cock back in my pants quickly, holding my orgasm off for now. I looked around the room. The door to Lynn's walk-in closet was cracked slightly open. I walked over and pulled the door open.
There was Kelsey, in the flesh. Her hair had lost the blonde highlights. She looked at me, a little scared but, with her rosy red cheeks, I could tell she had been turned on by what she saw. Clothes were scattered everywhere. Everywhere, it seemed, but on her body.
She was wearing one of the outfits I had bought Lynn for fun. The "stripper shoes" that I got her with the four inch platform heels were on Kelsey's feet. Lacy white stockings with bows at the top ran up to her knees. A plaid school
girl skirt barely covered her ass, too short to wear out legally. But the cherry on the sexy sundae was the white top she had on. It was tied around her huge tits, barely containing them, and it showed off her entire belly. Lynn had always balked at wearing this outfit, only wearing it for special occasions or when I begged her.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked.
As if my voice had snapped her out of her scared mode, she looked at me defiantly. "Lynn said I could come over here and grab some clothes to take with me to college."
"Oh really," I said. "Did she say that you could hide in the closet and spy on me?"
Kelsey blushed. "I didn't mean to spy!"
"Oh really, what do you call watching me jerk off in my own room?" I asked angrily.
She blushed again. There was a long pause, then, "What were you thinking about?"
"What?"
"Were you thinking of me?" she asked.
"Kelsey, you need to leave right now." I said. Just looking at her in that outfit was beginning to wear down my ability to resist her.
"Were you thinking of these?" she asked, pushing her tits together for me.
They were mouth watering, at least D cups, but I forced myself to look away. "I was thinking of your big sister. You remember her, right? The love of my life."
Kelsey pouted. She turned around and lifted her skirt up, revealing a cute pair of cotton white panties. "Were you thinking of this?"
I had had enough. I grabbed her by the arm. "Come on, you're going."
She struggled a little bit as we left the bedroom. "Wait. WAIT," she said. I stopped. "I can't leave dressed like this."
I sighed. She was absolutely right. I let go of her arm and she backed away from me. She smiled, and then stepped towards me again. She rubbed my cock through my pants and I shuddered. "But, seriously, how do I look?"
I inhaled, smelling that same sweet perfume that I had smelled the last time I saw her. The stripper shoes made her as tall as I was, and she leaned in for a kiss. It was just a peck, our lips lightly touching, but it was enough to drive me wild. With the last bit of blood left in my brain, I managed to say, "Kelsey, take the outfit, take whatever else, just find some other guy to do this with."
She backed away, biting her lip. "I don't want some other guy. I want you."
Just like the last time, something within me snapped. I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back into the bedroom, over to the bed. She moaned loudly as she walked. "Is this what you want?" I asked, bringing her onto the bed. I pushed her down against the bed.
"Yes..." she moaned.
I was so far beyond the point of no return. I needed release, needed a hole to fuck before I could think straight. And her mouth was just at the right level...
I pulled my dress pants down and thrust my cock into her face. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and took it in, moaning as she did so. She moved her hand to wrap it around my cock but I pulled her hands away and put them behind her back, pinning her to the bed. She whimpered a little bit as I continued to thrust into her mouth, using her body.
I felt myself hit the back of my throat and she gagged, tears springing from her eyes. I tried not to go so deep, but it felt so good, and the way she was looking up at me, she looked like an angel. The skin of her arms was so soft in my hand, and I put my other hand on the back of her head, pounding away at that sweet mouth.
I would cum quick if I kept this up. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and little strands of saliva led from it to Kelsey's mouth. "Yes," she moaned again, clearly enjoying it. I thrust back into her mouth, letting go of her hands. She grabbed my cock and continued sucking deeply. I lifted that little schoolgirl skirt up and saw those cute little white cotton panties.
"These are cute," I said, rubbing them softly. She continued to moan softly as I lightly touched the soft fabric of the panties. "Too cute for you," I said, grabbing them with both hands and pulling. I put my fingers through the full back of them, creating a hole and tearing from there.
"Oh God" I heard her moan, as she kept sucking. Within moments, the panties were reduced to mere remnants. I pulled them off of her, noticing the wet spot where in the front immediately. It was obvious the water works had started already.
"You're such a dirty girl, Kelsey," I said. She moaned an affirmative, and I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I lifted her up by her chin, and I think she thought I was going to kiss her because she closed her eyes and parted her lips. Her eyes shot open as I shoved her panties in her mouth, making sure the wet part went in first. "Taste how dirty you are," I said, leaving my fingers in her mouth. She sucked on them, also sucking in the juices from those cute panties.
I let her suck for a few moments until I noticed her writhing. I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and spanked her ass. She whimpered again. "You missed that, didn't you?" I taunted.
"Mmm hmm," she hummed around the panties in her mouth. I spanked her again, and again, and again. Soon the hums and whimpers turned into full fledged screams, and she moved her hands to block her ass from the punishment.
She pulled the panties out of her mouth. "Stop!" she said. I stopped spanking her but then I grabbed the panties and shoved them back in her mouth.
"I didn't say you could take those out," I said. She nodded.
I grabbed her by her torso and flipped her over. I pulled the bedspread off the bed as she scooted all the way onto the mattress, and looked over her body with pleasure. At 18 years old, her body was at its peak. Her abs were toned and she had put in a belly ring in the past six weeks. Her legs were long and slim. Best of all, her tits were fantastic, spilling out of the little schoolgirl top. I decided I would start with those, but first, a little teasing.
I slowly removed the stripper shoes. I liked these shoes too much to let this little brat ruin them, and it gave me an excuse to kiss Kelsey on her toes. She moaned every time my lips touched her, as if she were in heaven. When the shoes were off, I slowly ran my fingers up her leg on top of the stocking. I slowed as my fingers approached the bottom of that little plaid skirt. I moved to the inside of her leg, as if I were going to touch her sweet pussy, but instead went over the top of the skirt. I would have plenty of time to abuse that pussy later.
As my fingers reached her belly button ring, I decided I needed a taste. I leaned down, flicking the little steel stud with my tongue. Her hands went to my hair, grabbing and pulling me in towards her more. I looked up, and her eyes were closed, her fingers giving her all the sensation she needed.
I licked upwards. Her tits beckoned to me, and I answered the call. Her back arched as my tongue began to trace around the bottom of the fabric. As soon as I felt the soft tissue of her boob on my face, I lost control again. I untied her top, throwing it open and revealing her perfect globes. Each aureola was just barely darker than the breast surrounding it, but as the cool air of the room hit each of them, they started to get hard.
I dived in, licking each nipple in turn. Her tits felt fantastic in my hands and under my face, and as my five o'clock shadow scratched across her chest, she moaned again around the panties. As I sucked, my hand moved down to her skirt. I reached underneath and felt the smooth skin around her pussy. She had been expecting this, or she wouldn't have shaved again.
I found her clit easily, and I began to rub it in little circles as I tongued her nipple. Soon, however, I felt the need for a taste. I slowly kissed down her belly again, making my way past her skirt. When I flipped it up and got a good look at that shaved, 18 year old pussy, I again lost control. I dived in, tasting her sweet sex as she practically screamed in ecstasy.
She pulled the panties out of her mouth again. "Put a finger in me, please put a finger in me," she moaned quietly. I stopped licking, looking up at her. She quickly stuffed her own panties back in her mouth.
"No, wait," I said. I reached up, pulling the panties from her mouth. She gave my fingers a quick lick as I pulled the panties away, I went back to licking her clit, and my fingers rubbed the out
side of her entrance, warming her up for what was to come. She was moaning in earnest now, ready for anything that I had in store for her.
Maybe not anything, I thought. I grabbed her tattered panties and placed them at the end of my fingers. While still eating her clit, I slowly worked them into her pussy. Her eyes went to her tits, uncaring of the fact that my fingers had a cotton condom on them. I shoved my fingers in and out of her, touching that sweet spot over and over. My tongue reached a rhythm, and when her body tensed up, I knew what was coming. She seemed to sing for a moment as every muscle froze, and then her orgasm released.
Her pussy clamped down, threatening to push me out of her, but I stayed inside. Suddenly, a gush of liquid came from inside of her, pouring over my fingers and the sheets. I stopped licking her clit, but continued to finger her pussy. Her own fingers went to her clit, rubbing it quickly as she squirted again. I enjoyed the sight of her orgasm.
When her fingers slowed down their furious rubbing and her body stopped spasming, I pulled my fingers out of her, along with the panties. I bent next to her face, giving her a kiss. She reached her hands around my neck and pulled me in, kissing me deeply. I let her have this moment for a moment, before stuffing the soaked panties into her mouth. Her eyes widened with surprise as her sweet juices coated her tongue, running down her throat. "Don't take those out again until I tell you to."
I moved back down, now able to enjoy her body without her talking. I dived right back into her clit and pushed my fingers in her pussy, which was now lubed to the max. She began to moan around the panties again, and I decided to give her another orgasm. She was so tasty, and I loved seeing those panties in her mouth. I continued to lick, curling my finger inside of her.
She reacted as I knew she would, and her desperate sounding moans soon went silent. I looked up and saw her eyes squeezed shut, her biting the panties as hard as she could, and her fingers pinching both of her nipples. I smiled, continuing the rhythm, continuing to hit that spot inside of her. Goosebumps erupted from her skin and she screamed as another rush of liquid came out of her, this time pooling a couple inches in front of her pussy.
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