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Authors name: M. West
Story Title : TWO SISTERS
Chapter 3 of 8
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Chapter 3
"Sid, we have to pay the rent this week or Mr. Hansen's going to
have us evicted! How could you be so irresponsible? You know I can't
pay it out of the money I make from taking in sewing," she complained.
Sybil refused to let up her tirade as she cleared the breakfast dishes
from the table. In the month since Sid had started teaching the Dunlap
sisters, everything seemed to take second place. Sid's meager contri-
bution of taking out the garbage and cleaning out the garage had since
ceased, and Sybil was getting tired of having to take full responsibil-
ity for everything.
"Damnit! I said I'd get to it," Sid stormed. "Just quit nagging
me, will you?"
Sybil, fighting back biting words of anger, dashed out of the
kitchen and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her
and kicking the wall. She'd lost her temper completely, something
she hadn't done since Sid last tried to do those awful things in bed
with her.
"The irresponsible bastard! He leaves everything up to me! I'd
like to get out this goddamned house once in a while myself! But no..
I have to stay here and fix broken zippers and hem dresses for other
women to pay the rent." She felt more than angry at Sid ... a slow,
burning hatred was taking over her being and controlling her mind. She
felt just like the bills ... forgotten, neglected, unwanted. Sid
seemed to be living in a different world lately. At times, he was
moody and dreamy and wouldn't come out of his study. At other times
he'd come home from the Dunlaps and sleep until morning without even
trying to make love to her! It seemed he'd lost all sense of time in
these past weeks.
* * *
Sid stepped on the accelerator, thankful to leave his bickering
wife behind closed doors. Sybil had been giving him a hard time lately
he grumbled, as he stepped on the car's gas and roared out of the
driveway. Maybe she was right to complain, he thought, but a man just
had to have room to grow once in awhile. And he'd been growing, all
right ... inside June's tight little pussy! It was almost impossible
to think about paying the rent and making car payments with June
around.
The Dunlap girl was young, he thought, but she had a maturity about
her that put Sybil to shame! She was intelligent, eager to learn, and
eager to teach. Why he'd gone years with Sybil without getting laid
properly ... and it had taken only one ph
one call to settle that as well as his formerly distressing financial situation!
* * *
May Dunlap sat in a chaise lounge beside the kidney-shaped swimming
pool, its turquoise water winking back at her in the mid-morning sun. In
her lap a French book was opened and she muttered through her present
verbs of to be.
"Je suis, tu es ..."
Someone was tapping her on the shoulder and, turning, she saw her
older sister leaning over her shoulder, squinting down at the open page.
"You're so serious, May ..." her older sister said with a sigh. "You've
been studying too hard. But I can t
hink of something else that's hard that you'd really like!"
May's eyes brightened. Her sister June was so mischievous, so full
of life ... but sometimes she got in trouble for all that curiosity.
"Like what?"
"Like our tutor's cock!"
"What ... ? He's married! My gosh, June, don't you eves quit?" the
younger sister chided, her cheeks blushing with the intimacy of her
claims. She closed up her book, a knowing expression on her face. "So
that's why we've had only two hours of
practice a day. Now I see! And I thought you were just giving me time to
'study." May's dark eyes sparkled big.
"You wanna try out our teach ...?
"Oh, June I couldn't ..." She paused. "Or could I?" the thirteen
year old mused out loud. How this crazy chain of exchanged lovers between
her sister and herself had started was still a mystery to the youngest
Dunlap; still, she hadn't been disap
pointed yet by her sister's generous offer of her lovers. "Okay ..." Her
cheer clouded. "But how?"
"Simple ..." her sister directed, sitting down on the squeaking
chaise lounge. "When Sid comes to our house he always goes right to the
study. He'll wait till I get there ... we always make love first thing in
the morning before you come down from
dressing. Sometimes it's a quickie because we never know when to expect
your knock on the door. So all you have to do is be there, and habit will
take care of the rest."
* * *
June was right.
Sid parked the Chevy in in the service driveway, grabbed his
book-laden briefcase from the backseat of the car and whistled his way to
the door, Sybil's nagging behind him. Lottic answered the knock, and with
the confidence of familiarity, the tuto
r headed for the study, gave his appearance a quick appraisal in the
mirror, popped a dynamint in his mouth to cover up the acrid taste of
coffee, and waited.
The moments of expectation were long, torturously bittersweet ones.
What would June be wearing? Her peach colored negligee ...? A stylishly
European caftan ...? Her string bikini under a terry swim robe ...? That
sixteen year old bundle of beau
ty had never let him down yet. Without fail, he was always excited before
she even entered the room, as if her magnetic appeal could penetrate walls
and doors like a bionic monster from a science fiction movie.
Finally, the door opened. There she stood: a black haired Goddess
wearing a short tennis dress with delicate hand woven lace adorning the
bodice and a pair of sandals oil her feet.
"June, you ravishing little piece of ass, come over here and sit next
to your teacher." He reached out for her. "Voulez vous couchez avec
moi?" he teased. Surprisingly, she drew back from him, stepping backwards
out of his reach.
"What's wrong?" he asked, suddenly worried that he'd done something
to offend her, or worse still, someone might be watching.
May's exquisite features recomposed themselves, and she smiled
reassuringly at the man before her. He was very handsome, she thought,
suddenly realizing why her sister had fallen for a man twice her age plus
two.
"When are we going to start the lesson?" she inquired.
Sid blushed and felt a momentary flush of anger. After all he'd done
with this girl, why was she turning off to his advances like this? There
was something different about her today, but he couldn't quite put his
finger on it. His rampant penis,
however, jerked upward a little more at each sway of the full, sensual
hips before him, and he found that this new attitude of hers was highly
stimulating, whatever its cause.
"Do you think we have enough time?" asked May, sitting down on the
sofa next to the French teacher who's eyes raked over her golden flesh
with such penetration that she could almost feel his fingers on her
already. "I mean we wouldn't want my siste
r walking in on us, now would we, Sid?" It was a teasing chide, aimed at
his patience, and it worked.
"All the more reason to get on with it, little girl," Sid rasped, his
fingers working with practiced haste at his belt buckle, then flew to his
shirt to rip that off. In a second he was naked, stripped to the skin.
His uncommonly big prick sprang
up, semierect; joyfully free, the head gleaming in the window's sunlight,
and May sat there, gaping at it, as if mesmerized by the sight.
"Oh, it is lovely," she breathed, all interest in her book gone, "and
so big!" she licked her lips, running her pointed little tongue around
their fully provocative plumpness, her eyes fixated on his growing cock.
Unlike her sister, her sexual expe
rience was sketchy; still, she knew the rudiments, and what she didn't
know, she feigned.
"I want to make it bigger ... let me suck it until it's bigger, much
bigger."
Something about the way she said this made Sid wonder what was going
on. She acted as though she'd never seen him in the nude before.
With that, May began to unzip her tennis dress. Sid watched the
garment fall away from her well-filled shoulders, leaving her dressed only
in a push-up bra and lace panties. His eyes followed the voluptuous line
of her well-built body and he sudde
nly realized that there was something different. Her breasts didn't seem
as full today, still he watched agog, eyes staring in disbelief as she
began to unhook her bra and in seconds her breasts fell free ... golden
silky smooth orbs, the nipples like b
rown eyes, already squirming into rigidity. He gaped as he saw her slip
her hands inside her lacy stretch panties and gently ease them down over
her flowing hips, exposing the glossy pubic triangle at the vee of her
well-shaped legs,
She stepped out of her panties, and as casually as if she were alone
in her own bathroom she stood there, her head and shoulders thrown back,
her high, perfectly swelled breasts jutting out proudly like twin
snow-capped mountain peaks. Her trim wai
st flared to perfectly molded hips, which fell to long slender,
aristocratic legs, so smooth, so velvety. She thrust out her pelvis, her
hipbones straining and Sid could see the Sliver of her sparsely hair-lined
cunt lips, already moist with the flowing
of her vaginal juices, offered to him unequivocally.
He stared at her pussy, and noticed immediately that something was
different. There was no rose petal! May ...! her name gasped past his
arid throat but he couldn't say another word. He knew now that this was
June's little sister. But why? Wha
t kind of practical joke was this?
Her loveliness, her stark sensuality overcame him and he could only
stare, his eyes bulging. He could feel the pinpricks of desire pinching
at his cock creating an almost unbearable ache that demanded relief.
Taking his hand in hers, she communicated her own desire. They lay
down on the sofa, the daily scene of lovemaking. May's eyes fastened
greedily on Sid's ever-growing prick.
"Oh, Sid," she breathed, "June was right ... it's really beautiful!"
the thirteen year old complimented. And without another word, she reached
towards him and cupped his expanded cock in her two hands. He jerked up
off the sofa at the electrifying
touch of her cool fingers on the bloated sensitive periphery of his penis
and moaned as he felt her run her fingertips along its length. He felt
her nail scrape the bulbous bead and jab momentarily at the tiny glans
opening from which he knew lubricant
was already seeping. Her long slender fingers toyed with the pulsing,
webbed underside, testing the resiliency of the sperm-carrying tube, and
trailing along till they came to the flaccid, wrinkled sac of his
testicles. He hissed out a harsh groan at
the tentaclelike fingers gently squeezed his testes, sending chills
shooting through him.
May was still staring at the rock-hard cock, as if fascinated by the
result of her expert manipulations, and now she lowered her lovely, dark
head towards his groin and her little tongue flicked out and licked
lightly at the grotesquely distended pi
llar of masculinity.
"Oh, Christ ..." he muttered, turning his head from side to side as
he felt the first warm wet sensation of her tongue coating his prick with
hot saliva. She ran it up and down its full rigid length, accustoming
herself to every inch, every crevice
of it, probing at the base, rooting among the wiry tufts, searching for
the very foundations. Then she painted his balls with her hungry mouth,
trying to catch as much of the wrinkled flesh as possible.
Sid writhed on the sofa. To lie there, and be sucked off by this
thirteen year old girt, yes, that's what she was! But perverted as it
was, it felt oddly natural having his cock sucked ... and sucked damn well
... by the exquisitely beautiful litt
le sister of his teenaged lover. And it felt so good, so goddamn good!
May's lips closed thirstily over the now-enormous head of his cock
and she gasped aloud as she formed a firm circle with her mouth about the
rigid rod of flesh just below the head. Then she squeezed on it, while
her tongue flitted in and out of the
tiny slit at the head, noting that spasms of profound pleasure were
shaking their tutor's body. Her lips slipped farther down the moistened
rod until the head was pushing against the back of her throat. But still
she kept on taking more and more of th
e huge organ into her mouth until it reached the top of her esophagus!
Mmmmm, she wondered in the swoon of ecstasy, can I take it all in without
gagging! Gosh, I've only done this once before.
Raising his head slightly, Sid saw her bend over him on her knees, a
faint sheen of perspiration coating her face, as she blushed from the
sheer exertion of what she was doing. But there was a look of complete
joy on her face as she worked over him
and the sight of his purple cock disappearing between the smooth oval of
her rosey lips, increased his pleasure a thousand-fold. Then she released
his prick for a moment and began to lick his badly churning balls once
more with great sweeps of her tong
ue, tickling the ridge between the testes and then dropping below to the
crevice of his buttocks, teasingly moving lower, pushing his legs up and
back and opening the cheeks of his buttocks with her thumbs. He gasped in
surprise as he felt her pointed t
ongue dabbing snakelike at his anus and chills of forbidden pleasure raced
up and down his spine. She stiffened her tongue until it was as rigid as
buckram and began to probe harder at his untested sphincter, until his
loins were threshing about frenzie
dly in surprised delight.
Then, once more lowering his legs back down, she returned to his
prick, which was huge and bloated, throbbing with an intensity all its
own. Again she enclosed it in her mouth, establishing a slow sucking
rhythm by sliding her soft ovaled lips alon
g its almost never-ending length right down to the base, and then slipping
back along its palpitating surface until just the head was still imbedded
in her mouth, while at the same time, milking his balls in almost
unbearable time to the oral fucking she
was subjecting her mouth to.
Sid felt as if his lower torso was on fire. Great hot flames were
licking at his loins and his sperm were rioting around in his balls,
pressuring for release. His head was spinning and he ground his teeth in
anticipation of the shattering orgasm h
e knew was coming and at the same time, willing it away for just another
moment of ecstatic pleasure.
"I can't trust either of you for a moment!"
The voice rang through the door, and Sid sat bolt upright his eyes
wide opened his mouth hanging like broken hinge. June had found them!
She came into view, wearing only a towel, sarong-style, which just
covered the twin mounds of her breasts and barely covered her pubis. He
knew it was stupid time to think about it, but Sid felt he had never seen
her looking so appealing ... her le
gs still moist and her hair wisping from the steam of her bath.
"I see you two have the lesson off to an early start!" June said with
a sarcastic note.
He saw her eyes fall on his ponderous prick and was self-conscious at
the way it stuck up like a flag, waving blue and purple in the sunlight, a
drop of cum from his just-thwarted orgasm glistening in the slit at the
top. May knelt there, looking a
t her sister, her hand still squeezing at his balls.
"How could you do this to me, May?" June asked, a feigned, pained
expression on her face.
"I just couldn't help it, June ..." May answered in a low voice. Sid
didn't know where to look next. He felt mortified at being found like
this by June and was afraid she wouldn't understand that he had thought it
was her at first.
"Look, girls ..." he began in a conciliatory voice.
"You stay out of this!" they chorused together, making Sid feel like
a chastised schoolboy.
"What are, we going to do?" the older sister asked.
"I guess we'll have to share him," the younger Dunlap said in
practiced reply.
With that, June let her towel drop from her body.
"What are you two talking about?" Sid stammered. He'd already been
planning to slip away as soon as possible.
He was answered by a burst of girlish giggles and then he felt a hand
against his chest and he was pushed over backwards on the carpet. Chaos
ensued for a moment until he felt his cock become warm and moist again,
the hypnotizing slipping of a warm
buttery mouth down over its almost full length, the gently insistent
milking of his balls. He was just about to raise his head when he felt a
warm moistness over his face, a weight on his chest, and then his breath
was cut off for a moment. Opening hi
s eyes, he looked up and saw a soft dark forest, surmounted by a flat
smooth belly, rising to upswept breasts proudly pointing. Her head was
thrown back and he could just catch a glimpse of a black mane. It must be
June, he thought, or is it May?
She settled back on his chest and then closed her thighs around his
face, easing the damp pinkness of her pussy over his nose and mouth. Heat
was rising in his groin again as May, or was it June, continued to lick
along the underside surface of his
cock, slavering lovingly over its growing girth, jerking his scrotum with
a stormy hand. The sweet feminine smell of the pink furrowed pussy on his
face assailed his nostrils and his own warm breath returned, cunt-scented,
to add to his fervor.
He stabbed out with his tongue and began to emblazon trails of fire
in its warm hair-lined folds, bringing gurgles of pleasure from the girl
above. He probed with his tongue at the satiny softness of the hair-lined
outer lips, feeling their swollen
fleshiness, biting at their pliant edges. His tongue found the
crinkle-edged inner lips, tiny and ragged, and taunted them mercilessly.
He came upon the burgeoning button of her clitoris, already a hard bud,
and holding it firmly with his teeth, licke
d at it relentlessly with his laboring tongue, feeling it growing and
expanding under his oral lashing, wringing shrieks from the passion-ridden
girl, who was twisting around an his face, trying to escape the maddening
ministration. His tongue roamed at
will, dabbing at the luscious chiffony flesh, until it found the dark,
private sensitive opening to her body. It darted inside, and he could
feel her velvet cunt walls contracting, opening and closing on his
tongue. He could taste the nectar-like juic
es and seepage of her downy pussy, which dripped down around his tongue
and fell into his mouth and dribbled down his chin. She was rocking about
on his face, his knees clenched over the crown of his head. All along his
face, he could feel the smooth s
ilkiness of her inner thighs and the soft curliness of her pubic hair
tickled his nose.
Looking up he could see her full, jiggling breasts bobbing, like
buoys at sea. Reaching up he encompassed each firm, ripe melon in his
hand and felt with pleasure the smooth resiliency of their alabaster-like
flesh. The hardened nipples were like
thorns butting against his palms and he could feel the contraction of the
wrinkled areolae as they strove to greater rigidity.
A sense of weightlessness took hold of him as he licked and lapped
with his tongue in time to the sucking of the mouth below on his
near-bursting cock and his mind began to wander into a mistiness of
sensuality.
He was brought back to reality by a knock on the door which rattled
in his brain. In the height and dizziness of their passion, they had
failed to hear the maid pounding on the door. Nonplused for a moment, Sid
stopped slavish licking of the cunt
squashed against his face, but the vacuum-like sucking of his enormously
erect cock continued unabated, in spite of the pounding.
He could sense the girl's approaching orgasm and she began to mash
her helplessly aroused pussy harder down into his face, her entire loins
rimming his nose and mouth, so that he had difficulty breathing. She
clasped his soaking hair and pulled fur
iously on it while she strained to climax, bucking about over him. He
rammed his tongue deep up into the churning mouth of her cunt, bringing
cry after tortured cry from her lust tormented throat. Her maddened
thrashing made a wet sluicing sound as her
heated loin ground hungrily on the surface of his face and her breasts
felt slippery as he tried to clutch at their wildly dancing fullness. The
image of a mermaid entered his mind, wet, sensuous, rising from the sea,
and the thought renewed his feveri
sh tongue slashing far up into her smooth cuntal depths, where he could
feel the sinewy walls closing in on his tongue, desperately trying to tear
it from its roots.
Then he felt her stiffen, her entire body straightening like
whiplash, and he heard her voice in gasping sobs?
"Aaaaahhhhh ... oooh, God, I'm cummmmming!!"
Her whole body seemed to shatter over Sid, and he could feel the wild
vibrations as they passed from her shimmering cunt up through her body,
like myriads of electric shocks. She arched her slender back and then
jerked uncontrollably, moaning and w
ailing to the skies, as a wildly cascading flood of her sexual juices
spilled down over his face to slid down over his chin and neck.
The tremendous force of her tumultuous orgasm loosened the control
Sid had over his own climax, prolonging the exquisite pleasure, and just
as he felt that his sperm bloated balls would burst, the torrents of his
hot jetting sperm let loose. He gro
und up his pelvis against the voraciously sucking girl, sinking his member
in her voraciously milking mouth up to the hilt, as the searing hot sperm
exploded down her gulping gullet.
"Nnnnnggghhh00000HHH Aaaarrrggghhhh!" he moaned and gurgled into the
cunt of the still-twitching girl above, and with one final outrageous
paroxysm, spurted his last drop of lust heated semen deep into the still
pumping oval mouth of the young sist
er below him. His last orgasmic spasm disengaged the swooning beauty on
his chest and all three gradually fell in a drenched tangle on the floor,
panting in great gulps.
Minutes later, his breath back to normal, Sid looked up at the two
girls. They were laughing and giggling, their bodies sleek and shiny from
their lovemaking, their hair entangled.
God they are identical, he thought, as he looked at their glistening
bodies.
His unfinished question brought another bout of twittering, until
finally, one of them said, "Guess ..."
"I couldn't," Sid answered, smiling.
"Then we won't let you go until you find the rose petal!" the
decadent sisters laughed together and Sid nodding in agreement, reached
over towards the two eager and waiting girls, the French lesson forgotten
for the day.
CONTINUED IN PART 4...
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