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Archive name: claris2.txt (mf, inc, parody)
Authors name: Bootscooter (simplerecipes@msn.com)
Story title : Clarissa Explains it All - 2

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Clarissa Explains it All - 2 (mf, inc, parody)
by Bootscutter (simplerecipes@msn.com)

***

This is Chapter 2 of Clarissa Explains it All; the 
continuing adventures of spying from under his sister's 
bed.

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To say the least... the very least, Fergeson Darling 
was... horny. And not just any kind of horny... sisterly 
horny. He was not himself anymore, not after seeing her 
naked like he had, not after seeing her fingering 
herself, prancing about in her panties and nothing else, 
and getting doinked by Sam.

Sam was sooooooooooooo lucky. oh so lucky. To screw his 
sister, Fergeson wasn't sure, growing up with the girl 
was one thing; sure they had seen one another naked, but 
she was his sister -- any sexual thoughts about her was 
null and void and abysmal. but not any longer. Now she 
was older. Much older, fifteen, long blond hair, trendy, 
pretty, and he had seen her getting doinked by Sam.

Fergeson had her panties and that was cool. He wrapped 
his schlong in them and jerked off, laid them out on his 
bed and humped madly and slept fitfully that night with 
Clarissa deeply etched upon his mind.

He was no better cum the morning... he had seen her 
naked. She was...she was more than he could imagine. And 
of course, at school it was worse... there were his 
teachers, schoolmates (of the feminine kind) and older 
girls he saw on the bus. He now had a much clearer view 
in his noggin about what a girl looked like naked.

And it was driving him crazy!

He knew very well his sister's schedule, his parents', 
too. So quickly after school he dashed home, skipping his 
Republican meeting, chess club, and other Republican 
social gatherings. He stripped off his clothes and 
prowled into his sister's room; firstly going into her 
dirty clothes hamper and admiring her used panties. He 
sniffed them and rubbed them against his cock. He knew he 
himself was not so good looking, geeky, scrawny, but he 
had a cock that no one knew of; it was strong, thick, and 
it pleased him greatly.

As he humped Clarissa's undies he deeply wanted to fuck 
her, he wanted to be in place of Sam who had.

He had gotten too carried away and time had caught up 
with him. He heard the door downstairs and voices. In a 
panic he flung himself under Clarissa's bed (again.) 
Several minutes were needed in order to calm down... and 
realize that he was butt bare assed naked. He still had 
his sister's panties wrapped about his schlong, he rested 
and recovered... and the bedroom door opened.

Clarissa came waltzing in, chipper and happy and singing. 
She was always so damn happy. Fergeson could only see her 
ankles, he remained quiet and still, and naked. She sat 
in her chair and got on her computer... he was doomed, 
she'd be there for a while. There was nothing to do but 
"spank the monkey!"

Half an hour later... the bedroom door open and in walked 
the daddy... Marshall Darling. Fergeson gulped... being 
caught in his sister's room would be bad 
news...especially as he was butt bare assed naked with 
Clarissa's panties about his dong. He gulped and held his 
breath. The door shut and there was no way out.

This was bad... very bad.

The daddy and sister were standing kinda close. They were 
probably hugging. They were huggers. Fergy was not. 
Carefully he slowly eased himself to the bed sham fringe 
and peeked out.

They were doing a little more than hugging.

There's hugging and then there's... Marshall had his 
hands clamped onto Clarissa's lovely-lovely ass. This day 
she wore a pair of turquoise jeans. Very tight. Up and 
down her backside his hands went, the two were seriously 
hugging and then...

Fergeson watched in absolute awe as down to her knees 
Clarissa went. Fergeson blinked his eyes, squeezed them 
down and stared as Clarissa fumbled about undoing her 
dad's slacks and fishing out his manhood.

Fergeson couldn't believe his eyes. First Sam and now...

With the huge schlong out in her hand, Clarissa firstly 
admired the prick, then kissed the bulbous head before 
wrapping her lips about the head and engulfing it. 
Fergeson's own prick swelled and his balls tightened up. 
'Oh My GOD!' he could no longer think or breath or 
concentrate...only move his hand slowly with hard 
squeezes to his cock.

Several minutes Clarissa did work her father's cock, she 
clutched his hairy daddy balls and worked his slacks and 
undies down. To his near lily-white ass she caressed his 
ass, fully engulfing the whole daddy schlong and bringing 
her daddy to the extreme point of ecstasy.

Fergeson could see his dad's ass muscles flexing and 
realized that he was probably cumming. One hand was on 
the back of Clarissa's head as she worked
herself back and forth. She finally pulled back and cum 
shot out of the man's cock, coating her face. Clarissa 
worked the cum shooting schlong until it was well empty 
of its juices.

Clarissa leaned in and rubbed her face into her father's 
genitals, sucking on his balls and continuing the 
"relationship." Fergeson lay trapped under the bed still 
in absolute awe and shock and... and everything.

Clarissa finally stood up and Fergeson watched as while 
she removed her blouse, the daddy went to HIS knees and 
began undoing his daughter's jeans. He slid them down and 
Clarissa was topless. One hand eased the purple panties 
down while the other fondled fifteen-year-old lovely 
shaped titties.

Fergeson managed to move onto his belly, his sister's 
panties still about his cock and he began to hump the 
carpet, one hand back rubbing and squeezing his own bare 
ass. Marshall kissed Clarissa's belly and then she turned 
about, bending over. Her cheeks were spread and Marshall 
began licking her crack! Fergeson could no longer 
breathe.

The '60s throwback flower child girl stepped out of her 
clothes and moved to her bed. Fergeson barely had time to 
roll back over as he saw his father scuffling towards the 
bed and knew what was going to happen--although he 
couldn't believe it.

The weight of the father coming onto the bed seriously 
scrunched the unseen Fergeson, and as he pulled himself 
forward to the foot of the bed he was nearly kicked by 
his father and sister's flailing legs.

There was a lot of commotion going on topside, giggling, 
sounds of "slapping", and grunting. Fergeson pulled 
himself up and peered up between the legs and saw his 
father's fatherly cock slamming into Clarissa's pussy. He 
saw her asshole and there was juices flowing already. 
Marshall slammed into the girl's pussy, tightened up and 
pumped like a rabbit (or dog) for several seconds before 
returning to simple humping.

Fergeson watched until the sex act was completed; as per 
normal (for a man) Marshall gave his all and then there 
was no more. His cock pumped a little more into 
Clarissa's hungry snatch and then he rolled off, cum 
still oozing from his cock as well as from Clarissa. 
Neither (person) moved. Fergeson with extreme stealth 
slinked across the floor, opened the door and made for 
his room.

Once more he flung himself onto his bed, Clarissa's 
panties under his prick and humped up a storm. In his 
young mind he had the images of all the girls he knew, 
but foremost there was Clarissa.

*Hoped you liked it, stay tuned for Chapter Three! (and 
there's a Chapter 4, too!)

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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