Gender: Male Age: 23 Location: U.S.A.
|Introduction: The story continues...|
It’s been a long time since I last posted a story. This is the continuation of Unexpected Family
(obviously!). It took me a long time and hard work to get everything from my head onto paper. The only thing
I ask is that you please rate it, and if possible, leave some feedback in a comment. Believe it or not I DO
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comments is greatly appreciated.
That said I have the next few parts already written out; just waiting to see the response I get from
this story. If you are new to my story I encourage you to go back and read the first two stories I have posted
on this site.
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Unexpected Family Part 3
The next day was rather uneventful. I took a walk outside in the clear afternoon sunlight, trying to
relax and think about what was happening. Don’t get me wrong. Things were going great. Better than great. I
just wasn’t sure if what I was doing was right.
“Am I taking advantage of the fact that I am probably the first guy to live in this house full of
beautiful women since, well forever?”
No matter what I told myself it did not seem wrong to me. It’s not like these were my sisters or mother in a
normal sense. They were complete strangers to me until a few weeks ago.
“They are, after all, all very, very enthusiastic. It’s not like I went after them. They came after me.”
This closed the case in my head. They wanted it just as badly as I needed it.
“Whatever happens, happens.”
The next day I woke up around noon, took a long steamy shower, wolfed down a quick lunch
(leftover lasagna) and headed downstairs to the basement to relax. Taking advantage of having the
basement to myself, I put a mixed CD filled with country into the large stereo system, and racked up the balls
for a game of pool. The table was a great deal nicer than the ones I was used to playing on. The soft green
felt looking used, but well cared for.
It had been a few years since I last played, but it wasn’t long before I felt like I was getting my
skill back. Game after game I continued to regain my accuracy and precision, sinking shots with relative ease
that hours before would have been impossible.
“Not bad.” I heard from behind me, startling me and causing me to scratch and completely miss
Not at all mad I turned around and saw my sister Madison leaning against the doorway, watching
me with an amused smile, her hips swaying from side to side, sliding against the doorframe. She was
wearing a tight, tight black t shirt that accentuated her perfect hourglass figure, and a dark blue denim
miniskirt that even in the dimmer light showed off her tone legs.
Licking my lips I responded as best I could, being mesmerized by her movements.
“Yeah…” Was all I could muster up, my voice cracking, whether from not using it for the last few
hours or her beauty, it was hard to tell. Maybe a little bit of both.
Her smile widened as she stood up straight, and walked right towards me, her beautiful brown
eyes locked onto mine.
At the last second she swerved past me, her bare arm brushing mine as I stood there, my breath
being held. Exhaling softly I turned around and watched as she took a darker colored pool stick off the rack,
chalked it up, and then turned to once again look me in the eye, that familiar amused smile still splayed
across her gorgeous face.
“How about a game?” She asked, her body language practically shouting confidence.
Regaining a little bit of my composure, I returned fire, trying to match her arrogance.
“Sounds good, but I’m not sure if you want to play with me. I’m the best.”
At this Madison grinned, her pool stick swaying slowly from hand to hand.
“I’ve never heard of you.” She answered back, a playful look of bewilderment upon her lips.
Seeing her wicked smile filled me with confidence, not only at winning the game but that I may
actually get to see what was under her top. Making the decision up in my mind I decided to spice things up a
“How about if I win, I get a kiss.” I said after a slight hesitation, my eyes on hers, watching to see
how she reacted.
Instead of seeing surprise or shock, her smile widened as she nodded.
“And if I win you do my laundry for a week. Deal?”
“Deal!” I answered, my enthusiasm and excitement bubbling up as I watched her gather up all
the balls on one end of the table.
After racking the balls she let me break, which I thought was a big mistake on her part, since I
almost always sank at least one or two balls.
I couldn’t help but throw her a cocky grin as two balls, both striped rolled into separate pockets.
Her eyes twinkled as she watched me, her eyes on mine rather than on the game.
I sank another two striped balls, my feeling of victory growing. Stealing a glance, I noticed that
Madison still had that look of nonchalance on her face, her legs crossed comfortably as she leaned against
the wall closest to the table, about five feet away.
Since I only had three balls left on the table other than the eight ball, shots were naturally a little
harder. Lining up a difficult shot I pulled back and fired, slamming the cue ball into the nine ball, missing the
pocket by only a few scant inches.
I cursed silently to myself at the miss, but still felt assured that this game still belonged to me. I
watched as Madison finally uncrossed her legs and moved from her stationary position, walked up to the
table, and began.
Shot after shot I felt my hopes drop, her precision uncanny, her form amazing. Before I knew it
she was leaning over the table to line up a shot for the eight ball, her tight t-shirt riding up a little revealing a
sexy red thong lit up by the dim lighting.
I blushed when I realized she had turned her gaze and was watching me, a thoughtful look on
her face. After a moment it seemed like she had made a decision. Her eyes never leaving mine she pulled
back and took the shot, hitting the ball hard enough that it flew up and over the edge of the table, losing the
I crossed the distance from me to her in about two steps, my hands on her slim hips, pushing her
against the table as I crushed my lips onto hers. Beating me to the punch, I felt her tongue shoot into my
mouth, dancing with mine as she grinded her hips against mine.
Fast and aggressive, her hands explored my body with animalistic urgency as I tried to keep up.
Clearly I was outmatched.
Before I knew it I felt my shirt ripped off over my head, and felt the duel sensations of her tongue
lancing in and out of my mouth, along with her fingers fumbling with my belt buckle.
Refusing to lose, I went after her shirt, pulling from the bottom, forcing her to stop unbuckling my
belt for a second to raise her arms to allow me to tug it the rest of the way off. Hardly breaking stride her lips
went to my earlobe, her breath coming hot and fast on my ear as she went back to my belt with her hands,
finally unbuckling it.
I stared in fascination at her gorgeous, tight body as she struggled with my belt. Time seemed to
stand still. I could see her gorgeous bronze skin, her lacy red bra and matching thong, her beautiful toned
muscles, her silky, jet black fall of hair
Finally free of my pants my dick sprang free. Not one for wasting any time I pushed her back
against the pool table, kissing her forcefully on the lips before picking her up by the waist and putting her on
Roughly pushing her skirt back I crushed my mouth against hers as I vigorously rubbed my
throbbing cock against the wet satin material of her thong, the only thing standing between me and pure
pleasure. I was only frustrated for a second before I felt her warm hand grasp my shaft and push aside that
flimsy material, guiding me to the entrance of her hot, wet pussy. By now I was so turned on by the dual
combination of her lips on mine and her tight, eager body that I wasted no time going slow, immediately
shoving myself into her all the way to the hilt, eliciting a moan from her into my mouth.
I couldn’t believe how tight she was. Don’t get me wrong, both Sam and my mother had tight
pussies as well, but it was almost no contest when it came to Madison. I actually had to hold back for a
moment, my throbbing cock on the verge of exploding.
Knees shaking from the pure pleasure of it, I slowly pulled back, her tight pussy clutching and
squeezing the whole way. Taking my eyes away from my dick sliding out of her snatch I looked up, seeing a
knowing grin across her face. I felt my legs almost give out, a shiver running down my spine as she
squeezed her thighs tighter around me, her pussy squeezing even tighter.
“This is ridiculous. I handled Sam and mom no problem. How is it possible that after just one
thrust I’m close to losing it?”
I threw her an arrogant smile of my own before slamming my aching cock all the way back in her,
my pelvic bone grinding into her hips. My smile broadened at the look of surprise on her face, the grunt of
pleasure she let out as I continued to grind against her.
Knowing I was fighting a losing battle I immediately pulled out and thrust back in, hoping against
all odds that the speed and fury of my thrusts would bring her to orgasm before my inevitable explosion.
Another thrust. Another thrust. Another thrust. Her mouth was open now, her grunts of pleasure
in tune with my aggressive fucking.
“In and out, in and out. Try not to think about it…”
“Hey, you guys down there!?” I heard from at the top of the basement stairs, my thrust halted
midway inside of her. My mind racing I quickly pulled my dick out of Madison, grabbing at my shorts and
pulling them up as fast as I could. Madison was in better shape, just having to smooth her skirt back down
and pull her t-shirt back on.
I had just finished buckling my belt when Halley walked in.
“What are you guys… Up to…?” She asked, her eyes going from Madison’s mussed up hair to
the most likely guilty look on my face.
“Kicking Madison’s butt at pool!” I answered, maybe a little too quickly judging by the dirty look
Madison threw me. She opened her mouth to respond, but was beat to the punch by Halley.
“Not likely. Madison was practically born playing pool on this table. She has yet to lose, at least
to any of us. And I’m pretty good.” Halley stated matter-of-factly.
“I’ll be the judge of that.” I answered, hoping divert her attention from what had truly happened.
Happy to be a part of the “group” Halley methodically went around and racked up the balls before
walking over to select a stick to play with. As her back was turned I looked over to see Madison mouth “We’ll
finish this later.” to me. Or at least that’s what I think she mouthed.
We all played another couple of games before my mom called us up for dinner. Exhausted, I took
a quick shower and retired to my room after finishing up my last bite of delicious meatloaf.
The cool, crisp sheets felt great as I lay in bed, my mind filled with images of Madison. I felt my
dick rise, pushing the thin sheet up into a tent shape.
Realizing I wasn’t going to get any sleep in this state, I reached down and slowly began rubbing
and massaging my throbbing member. Closing my eyes I picked up the pace, stroking faster and faster,
Madison’s face at the forefront of my thoughts.
Waves of pure pleasure slammed into me as I felt a warm mouth close over my dick. My eyes
fluttered open to the welcome sight of my mother’s mouth engulfing my dick completely as she went all the
way down, my cock sliding deep into her throat. Her soft silky hair fell in waves around her head, tickling my
thighs as she went up and down, my mind still reeling from the shock and awe of it all.
Reaching out I pawed at her white silky nightgown, freeing her heaving breasts, giving me
something to knead and hold onto as the waves of pleasure continued to pound into me.
I don’t know if it was my sexual frustration with not getting to finish with Madison, or just my horny
mood, but I was feeling a little light headed. With a twist to both my mom’s nipples, I pushed on her
shoulders, roughly pushing her over onto her back with me straddling her. Smiling wickedly I leaned down
and crushed my lips to hers, my tongue leading the way. I continued my kissing down her cheek, biting her
ear on my way to that soft hollow at her neck before burrowing my face, biting and licking, my hands each
holding a handful of her intoxicating hair.
Still feeling a little crazy, I got my feet under me and moved forward, my dick now right up to the
entrance of her mouth. She grinned up at me, probably sensing the urgency in my movements.
I felt my whole body shake as I pushed into her mouth, all the way to her throat. Grabbing my
headboard I was able to keep my balance and continue to slide my cock in and out of her throat.
After a few thrusts I realized it was too much. I felt my balls begin to seize up, but could not find
the willpower to stop my thrusts. I moaned loudly as I pushed my cock all the way into her throat, feeling the
familiar throbbing as I released spurt after spurt of my hot sperm deep into her throat. She didn’t even try to
push me away. Instead I watched in fascination as her throat moved, swallowing and gulping down every last
drop of my hot seed.
I withdrew my now soft dick, feeling a little guilty now that I was able to think straight again.
“Sorry.” I whispered gently, hoping that I didn’t just ruin one of the greatest moments of my life.
“Don’t worry about it. I enjoy it rough…” She whispered back as she slid out of my bed and
adjusted her nightgown, her breasts now hidden from me once again.
“Wait!” I hissed insistently. She stopped at the door, her back still to me. “I want to return the
“There will be plenty of time for that.” She responded as she closed the door behind me, leaving
me in the dark, wanting, needing more.
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