Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: N/A
|Introduction: Well I got such good reviews on the first one I thought I'd better not dilly-dally on part 2. Constructive criticism greatly appreciated.|
For the rest of the day, Daryn fucked Brittany to the best of his ability. He spent a whole, thorough hour going down on her like an expert. Brittany only got to go down on him once more because his reserves were drained by his fourth cum. After that, Anton got home from work and Thomasin told him what happened. At first he seemed a little disappointed but quickly realized that it would be hypocritical to judge his daughter for being like her mom.
"I tried to protect you from being influenced into a sexualized lifestyle because of us. But clearly this is who you are; there is no need to protect you from yourself."
Her father then led her up to his bedroom and Brittany laid on the bed. She was starting to feel a little panicky. Butterflies were fighting in her stomach, but they were not the good butterflies like when she saw Greg fucking her mom, they were fearful. Brittany loved her dad, but it was not like how she loved Greg or Daryn. He WAS her father, whereas her brothers had always been more than brothers to her. Nevertheless, Brittany didn't want to disappoint her father; and she kept trying to convince herself that, after Daryn, this was the logical next step. She sat on the edge of the bed and tried to look as seductive as her terrified heart would allow.
Anton led his daughter to her room, and she immediately went to her bed. He was horny, and after the show that Brittany had been giving to him and the boys every morning for the last couple of years – he intended to enjoy this very much. But then Brittany sat at the edge of the bed and spread her legs a little, but half heartedly. Her eyes seemed to have suddenly found great interest in the floor. He walked over to her and lifted her face to look at his, and in her eyes he could see turmoil, fear, and the beginnings of tears.
All will to ravage her beautiful fourteen year old body fled from him. He bent his head and kissed her on the brow, "You are my little girl, and if I can protect you, I will; even from myself." Anton left the room to make furious love to his wife.
Brittany was surprised, she had thought that all men wanted was sex. Now she wasn't sure what to feel. At first she thought she would feel relieved that she wasn't going to have sex with her father, but the feeling wasn't there. Instead, she began to think of all the things that made her father so great: he was handsome (a stocky 6'1" body, a well-groomed mane of golden hair like hers, and strong facial features), he was successful (having created a flourishing investment firm), and he was caring (having chosen not to take her when she wasn't certain).
Brittany had trouble sleeping that night with so many thoughts running through her head. Despite that, she felt fresh when she awoke the next day. She had decided. If her father came again, she would welcome him. She did love him; in EVERY way.
Brittany whipped the sheets off her naked body and started downstairs. Her mother and little brother, Victor, were sitting at the table, Victor nursing a black eye.
"How'd you get that, Shortstuff?" Brittany joked "Another fight with the pavement?"
"Brittany, go outside." her mom seemed angry at her for some reason. She quickly complied.
Outside she found Greg and Sheila already playing grab-ass (or "tag" as it's otherwise known) in the pool. Greg's wet, rarely-used swimsuit was laying at the side of the pool; Sheila's was nowhere to be found.
When they finally noticed her standing there, they invited her into the refreshing water and she seamlessly joined their game. Greg acted like a kid at a candy store, touching every bit of naked flesh he could get his hands on. Not that Sheila or Brittany were really trying to get away, they squealed and splashed around a lot but mostly for show. Whenever one of the girls needed to tag Greg they silently insisted on reaching for his big cock.
Sheila grabbed Greg's cock in the deep end and led him to the shallow. Brittany stopped squealing and moved closer to get a better look. It seemed that Sheila had gotten tired of the game dancing around what was really going on, and now she was stroking his cock with her little tan hand.
Greg reached out and stroked Sheila's nearly flat chest while she closed her eyes. Her breasts may have been practically non-existent, but her nipples were proudly declaring their arrival to the party. The areolas were little brown nearly perfect circles around nipples which stood out 3/4 of an inch. Greg flicked and twisted them appreciatively.
Sheila was immensely enjoying her first real sexual experience. The hands on her nipples were rough, but experienced. Her hand was wrapped around a big cock that was too big to get all the way around. Greg was humping her hand powerfully and it made her wet(ter) to think that he would want to fuck her. Clearly someone appreciated her in a sexual way. In fact, she was starting to think that she might actually... and her thoughts were interrupted by a completely new sensation on her pussy. She looked down to see Brittany's blonde hair fanning out in the water between the fork of her legs.
Brittany was not really sure what had come over her. All she could think of was how to get involved in this incredibly hot situation without taking away from her best friend or her brother. Looking at the patch of fur between Sheila's legs she decided what would be the best course of action. She swam beneath Sheila and began her ministrations on the delicate folds of the virgin pussy. Every 30 seconds or so Brittany would be forced to come up for air, but she was always quickly back under to continue.
Greg opened his eyes to see his sister ravishing the folds of his lover's pussy and despite his enormous self-control he felt his cum rising from his balls. Not wanting the cum to "go to waste", he grabbed his sister's nearby head and pulled it out of the water to wrap around the head of his cock upside down.
Sheila, sensing that something was happening, started moving her fist faster on Greg's cock.
In 5 glorious spurts, Greg fired his sperm down the throat of his pretty little sister. She worked to not swallow and stood up. Looking at Sheila, Brittany considered doing what she was thinking but still had reservations. "This could change the entire nature of our relationship." She thought, but then she remembered that Sheila had just jerked off her brother into her mouth. Their relationship was about as far gone as it could be. She stepped forward and kissed Sheila right on the mouth, before transferring the well-earned juices of Sheila's labours where they rightfully belonged.
The kiss lasted about a minute and was as passionate as ever a kiss could be. All the sexual tension that had ever been a part of their friendship melted away in that perfect minute. It was like a veil had been lifted and they now could not see a single thing wrong with seeing other women sexually. It was as natural as wanting Greg's cock (although, it could be argued that one of them should not be viewing such an act as natural).
When they finally released each other, both girls saw an astonished Greg standing with a stupid-looking open mouth and a completely revitalized prick. It looked positively dangerous. Brittany was about to hop on when the screen door opened and Thomasin poked her head out.
"Brittany, I need to speak with you for a minute." her mother's face was stern.
Sheila was still holding Greg's erect cock in her hand when Thomasin had poked her head out, and she quickly released it, embarrassed. Greg just smiled awkwardly. Brittany rolled her eyes and went inside to where her mother was sitting at the table.
"So, what's up mom?"
"What in the world do you think you were just doing outside with Sheila and Greg?"
"Ummm... fucking them? I thought you were cool with all this. In fact, you seemed pretty gung ho for it yesterday."
"Yes, I am happy that you are now open to explore your sexuality, but have I taught you nothing about discretion? You were just fucking Sheila, our next door neighbor, in broad daylight in the backyard. Her parents' bedroom window overlooks the pool; all it would take is one casual glance to have a whole world of shit come crashing down on us. And the other thing is that you didn't even wait until Victor was out of the kitchen before you started cavorting. What if he had seen? That's something I don't want to have to explain to him just yet."
"You mean that Victor doesn't know yet?"
"Of course not, we haven't told any of the children before the age of fourteen."
"Where is he now?" Brittany suddenly felt really guilty for her little brother. Victor was quiet, short, and very insecure. Recently he had taken up skateboarding, which had come as a surprise to the whole family, and had been coming home with bad bruises all over him. Even so, he never left home without his skateboard in hand.
Her mom told her that he was in his room, and Brittany got up to go. She walked up the door and just walked right in, clearly forgetting the knocking rule that comes with thirteen year old boys.
Victor halted today's session rather abruptly, looking up at his stunning sister with cock-in-hand. He immediately yanked on his bed sheets to cover himself. "What the fuck, Britt! Ever heard of knocking before you walk into some poor guy's room?"
"Oh shit, I'm sorry little bro. I just came to apologize. I'll leave."
Well you've already irreparably interrupted me so you might as well stay. What are you apologizing for?" he sat up in his bed, looking angry but interested.
"For calling you Shortstuff earlier and for making fun of your black eye." She made her way to the side of his bed. "In fact, I'm sorry for a lot of things, mainly that I never take your skateboarding seriously. I mean, you clearly love it enough to justify all these injuries."
"It's not really even skateboarding that I like."
"What you talking about, Victor?" There was only one thing she could imagine a guy going through all that punishment for. "Is it a girl?"
Victor's face flushed a deep red; Brittany took that as a 'yes'. "Who is it?"
To be fair, Victor didn't give up the girl's name for several minutes, but Brittany was relentless in her questioning. "Okay, okay," he said finally and mumbled, "you know Ayla Stewart?"
"That cute little redhead from down the street? I can see you guys looking good together."
"Yeah, well, she only goes for skateboarders. She's been with a few of the other guys already but they just use her for sex. She's really funny, and smart too... once you get to know her."
Brittany felt a pang of jealousy to hear that Ayla, a thirteen year old, had already had more sex than she had at fourteen. "You really feel strongly about this girl, eh? Well let me tell you something, I am going to help you get Ayla if it is the last sisterly thing I do!"
Victor looked up, hopeful, "Thanks Britt." Brittany got up to leave the room. "Oh, and Britt... Don't worry about 'protecting me' anymore; I know about you guys all fucking."
Brittany did a wild 360° turn to look at her little brother. "What! What are you talking about, Victor!"
"Stop that. I'm thirteen, not stupid. I've known since Greg started a couple years ago. That guy is loud when he's drilling mom."
Brittany was starting to get used to the idea that sex was everywhere. The last couple of days had desensitized her to the extent that her brother's revelation only took a few seconds to sink in. She supposed that walking naked into a room where her brother was masturbating should have more of an effect on her than it did as well.
"Hey, since I so rudely interrupted you earlier, how about I make up for it." Brittany put on her best lecherous grin and yanked down Victor's covers. She started to play with his little cock until it grew to a full 6 inches, maybe a little smaller than Daryn's. She figured she'd give oral another try and promptly popped his cock into her mouth.
Little did Brittany know that with her head on Victor's head, her perfect ass was angled up at the end of his bed, presenting itself like a doe in heat. Just so happens that, at that moment, Daryn had just gotten out of the shower and was walking naked past his little brother's room when he heard the most familiar slurping sound of a crappy blowjob.
"Sis!" he exclaimed in a mock whine, "that's supposed to be my job." As 'indignant' as Daryn was, he still lined up his hard prick with his little sister's pussy, rubbed it up and down the lips to warn her, and plunged that sucker deep inside.
This being a week for firsts, Brittany felt two cocks in her at the same time and loved it. Her younger brother's cock was small enough that her teeth didn't really get in the way, so she felt hopeful that her blowjobs were already starting to improve. Her brother behind didn't seem to have so many reserves about really slamming into her when she had another cock in her mouth, so she started to realize that she liked rough sex.
After less than a minute more, Victor blew his load in her mouth. Daryn kept going for another fifteen minutes, during which Brittany had two orgasms and blew Victor a second time. When Daryn came, he pulled her close, pushed into her as deep as he could, and reached around her back to hold her hanging breasts firmly. He held her there for a while, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her.
When they all stood up, Brittany couldn't see any cum dripping out of her yet. "Geez Daryn, if I didn't know better, I'd say that you're TRYING to get me pregnant." Daryn smiled nervously and he only met her eyes for a second before finding something else to look at.
Victor smiled and said, "We are the most fucked up family I know. But I love it anyways. Don't forget what you said about Ayla, Britt, you owe me."
Brittany left the room and the cum in her pussy started to drip down her leg by the time she reached the kitchen. She had not yet eaten breakfast and was famished. Unfortunately the table was preoccupied. On the table was the splayed out figure of Sheila convulsing under the head of auburn hair at the fork of her legs. Standing against the counter and watching intently was Greg, looking a little embarrassed and jealous.
"Mom! What the fuck?"
Thomasin looked up and said simply: "He was doing it wrong, I'm teaching him."
"What was that thing you mentioned earlier about discretion?"
Thomasin had already put her face back in the pussy of Brittany's 14 year old friend, but her response sounded suspiciously like "I couldn't help myself."
"Oh well, I guess you'll be happy to know that Victor has already figured it out."
"Good for him... Greg, you suck on the right nipple and Britt, you get the left." Brittany diligently obeyed as she recognized the moaning sounds coming from her friend as possibly heralding the greatest orgasm Brittany had ever seen. Greg sucked hard on the right nipple so his cheeks caved in and Brittany tried to copy him.
Suddenly, Sheila's nipples were whipped from their mouths as her back arched and a waterfall of liquid shot out of her brown and pink hairless cunny. Thomasin was drenched and laughing as she practically showered in Sheila's juices.
"GOD DAMN!" moaned a recovering Shiela, "I think it's time we started doing sleepovers again, Britt."
Greg angled his head down to look at his engorged phallus. "How's your schedule tonight, Mercutio?"
More on the way... Suggestions welcomed.
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