Growing Up Chapter3 by GoatRavisher

Growing Up Chapter3 by GoatRavisher ,

Explore the tantalizing journey of self-discovery and desire in ‘Growing Up Chapter 3’ by GoatRavisher. Dive into a thrilling adult sex story that captivates with its raw emotion and steamy encounters. Uncover the complexities of passion and intimacy—join the adventure today!

We left off with Cindy’s big sister making a woman of her. Now life continues and she gets to return the favor.

This one time, Mom dressed me up in a garter and stockings and a corset and black satin panties and also a wig, a short and silvery bob, . The stockings had an embroidered pattern and the corset was stiff and she cinched it tight but the panties were hers and so they fit me loosely with lots of fabric sliding against my skin.

She sits on the bed and takes me over her knees and gently, with a lot of lube from her nightstand, works her fingers into my butt hole, one and then two. The excitement of being penetrated gets my balls all tingly.

Rubbing my crack up and down with lots of slick lubrication she makes sensations zing through my body. I’m grinding into her lap and my dick feels so good through the satin panties I’m wearing added to the silk she’s wearing.

“Cindy, do you know where my special drawer is?”

My little sister lover has been watching from nearby the whole time, enrapt.

“Yes”

“I thought so” she says. “Well be a good girl and bring me the pink vibrator, the slim one. That’s it. We’re going to make your lucky sister a real woman now. She’s all ready.”

I am a little scared but I see Cindy smiling at me and I relax as Mom strokes and fingers my ass cheeks, my butt hole, my balls. The dildo is slim and translucent pink and I am pretty sure I can take it inside me but I’m still nervous. Mommy’s fingers feel good, she is being gentle. The tip of the pink tool presses against my anus and easily slides in with all the lube and preparation. Excitement doubles and my cock gets really hard and chubby. Sliding the phallus in and out of me produces waves of electric tingles. Fingers putting pressure on my crack, above and below my hole adds even more stimulation, like scratching a mosquito bite. Cindy watches me intently and smiles whenever we make eye contact and that makes me more comfortable and heightens my pleasure. I’m easily able to imagine that I’m taking a real penis into my vagina and feeling the pleasures of a woman. I was getting fucked!

I feel a cum about to burst out of me, different than ever before! I gasp and whine and make little girl noises as Twyla speeds up the insertion and withdrawal of the pink rubbery cock in my rectum. It builds up unbearably and with a silent gasp and then a high pitched squeal I flood my panties with spunk. My hips buck and wallow as I fuck into mommy’s lap. She slows the action of the dildo and finally leaves it motionless in my ass. I like the full feeling in there but my body seems to want to push it out.

It pops out into her hand.

“Good Girl,” Mommy coos and pats me and leans down to murmer in my ear. “You’re not a virgin any more. You’re a woman now.” She keeps circling around my anus with wet fingers as I spasm and pant. My penis deflates and squishes around in my wet panties. My goo soaks through to Mommys lap.

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Mom gets me some things she call “cutlets”. They’re like skin colored silicon fake boobs. I have a few bras that they fit just right in (otherwise I wear training bras or a camisole or nothing). Once they warm up they feel like real boobs from the outside, but just numb to me. It’s fun though to go out in public and not look so flat.

Some times we get dressed up and just drive around in the car. I try to get people to look at me in the passenger seat. I wonder what they’re thinking. I even make sexy, fuck me faces at men in their cars. How old do they think I am? Do they think I’m serious? Do I make them sexually excited? Mom sends me in to the gas station to get cigarettes to see if they card me. One time it doesn’t work but another time when my dress and stockings and makeup are really slutty it does work!

We go to restaurants, a Mom and her two daughters. Cindy’s always trying to play with me under the table. As I’m growing down there it’s become necessary to wear some tight safety panties a lot of the time so that my member doesn’t swell up and show. Cindy likes to get her little hands under my skirt or inside my dress and tickle my hole or rub my pecker. It’s fun feeling her tug and stroke me while I’m watching other people in the place just going about their business. Mom gives us sips of wine and sometimes I’ll flirt with a waiter if he’s cute and especially if he’s bashfull. I’ve had to excuse myself to go to the ladies room when Cindy gets me too wound up. I’ve jacked off, sitting in the stall with my panties down, listening to other women pull their underthings down and pee in the toilet.

. . . . . .

I ring the door and Cindy opens it. She’s wearing stockings, nothing but stockings, pulled as far up her skinny legs as they can go! Striped silk stockings with frilly lace at the top, ending just below her little slit. Her bare flat chest pokes out it’s little nipples at me. She looks unbearably cute! Once she sees the expression on my face she squeals and bolts up the stairs. I dash headlong after her tiny butt bouncing at the top of those stockings, her pussy flashing with each double step as she scampers to her room, not getting the door shut in time and I follow her in, flopping down onto the bed. She’s under me, giggling hysterically as I cover her back with my body. My mouth is at her ear.

“I want you little sister”

I’m grinding my crotch into her little ass cheeks. I move my hands down to her naked waist and tickle under her ribs. She shrieks and wiggles and I feel my dick get harder.

“Stop! You’re squishing me!” She drives her elbows down to protect her tickelish zone and I roll off and begin shucking off my tshirt and my pants. She stays on her belly in a defensive position.

Under my loose jeans I’m wearing lace panties of course. Any day I can be sure of not going to P.E. class I’ve got satin on. Sometimes I wear garter and stockings under my loose clothes and I’m sure I look like any other dork but I can get myself hard in class rubbing my dick through my panties and thinking about the girls around me and about Twyla.

I pull my hardened penis out from beneath the blue satin and fit it between Cindy’s buttocks, sliding back and forth. Her giggle changes a bit to heavier breaths. I angle my cock down into the gap at the top of her closed thighs and the top of my shaft rubs against her hairless pussy as I hump and huff in her ear.

“I want to fuck you”

“I’m not ready… it’s not wet yet.”

I slow a bit. My legs are outside of hers and it feels pretty good, rubbing her skin, the silk of my panties scrubbing my ass crack, but I’d rather penetrate her vagina. She is really soo cute!

“Lick it!”. I lift off her. “lick it!, make it wet and then you can put your penis in!”

Cindy lifts her narrow derriere up off the mattress a little and I slide down to be eye to eye with her brown crinkle. I dart my tongue out at it and then drag down toward her pussy. It’s too far to reach. I haul upwards on her hips and pull her well off the bed. She spreads out her legs to stabilize and I get access to her pink slit. I lap and lick and poke and prod and she squeals in a “wow that’s great” way and not an “ew stop” way. She tastes sweet but a little tangy, way cleaner than Twyla’s meaty cunt but the moisture seems to be coming from my saliva and not her body. I sit back up and position myself behind her tight little snatch. Cindy’s arms are spread out on the mattress and her head is turned to the side, resting on her cheek as I stab my erection at her barely unfolded pink flower petals.

“ouch, it’s not wet enough Shonda!” This must truly be my name now.

“get the head wet with your mouth” I say and she rolls over on her back and pouts up at me.

“Ok… big sister.”

I straddle her rib cage and scooch up till my glans rests at her lips and she circles it with her tiny tongue.

“Wetter. Lots of spit!” She bubbles some spittle on the tip and licks the underside like a popsicle. I don’t think that’s going to do it.

“Get some lubrication, from Mommy’s room.” she chirps. Without a second thought I leap from the bed and head for Twyla’s room.

“In the nightstand, by the dildo drawer!” Cindy calls after me.

It’s then that I remember that Twyla has to be somewhere in the house and it happens to be here in her bedroom, on her bed. I see her in a black negligee, lying propped up on her bed as I dash into the room. There’s a half empty bottle of wine on her night stand and as I trot around the bed I see a completely empty one standing next to it.

“Well what are you two up to?” Twyla watches me as I squirt some lube from the bottle onto my hand. I look at her sumptuous tits in the black lace nightie and down between her legs where her brown snatch awaits but I don’t make eye contact. I slather the lube on my stiff pecker and Twyla shifts on the bed.

“Why you little slut! Get up here and show Mommy what you’ve got there.”

I’m slicked up real good and I turn away so I can get back to Cindy and stick my rod in her snug little hole.

“Don’t you run away! I’ve got a job for you… little slut of mine…Shonda!”

I’m back out the door and up onto Cindy’s bed in a flash. She is still waiting with her rump up in the air. She wants my cock, I know she does. I transfer some more lubrication from my hand to her pussy lips and poke a few fingers all the way in to get her good and ready for my penetration. My dick is so hard it is red and it’s shiny with the lubricant.

“Ok, go slow… please… OUCH!”

I don’t go particularly slow, the heat and the tightness make me want to be all the way in, till my belly presses against her buttocks.

“Oooooh… yow!”

I hold still for a minute, fully engulfed in twitching vagina as Cindy spasms and adjusts.

“Are you alright? Do you feel ok?”

“Ya” gasps Cindy and breathes deeply and loudly. “Aaaaaahh….” as I grip her tiny ass cheeks in both hands and pull out and then press back in. She burys her face in the mattress but after several more strokes turns her head again and I feel her push back against me. I lean back a little bit so I can see my hard straight pecker go in and out of her vagina, stretching her labia as I pull back and then pushing them back in as I slide all the way up to my balls, right at the top of those lace trimmed stockings. I slide in. I slide out. I hear Cindy going “uh, uh, uh” and I realize I’m pumping pretty fast now into her. She starts to schooch forward and I drill her down onto the bed so I’m laying on her back when I notice that Twyla is standing in the doorway.