“You want a taste?” she asked.
“Stop it, you’re embarrassing him!” cried Michele. Damn right I’m embarrassed. But, at the same time, I almost got to suck on a huge tit…
“Maybe some other time, then” says Vanessa as she coerces her gigantic floppers back into her suit.
Vickie, having taken her top off a minute ago, looked at Michele and said, “Well, we’re waiting!”
“Sorry sweetie, I’m not having any more part of this. You should let him go” And Michele left the room. My hero. My honey.
“Alright alright”, says Vickie. “You girls go back to the pool and I’ll catch up with you in a minute.”
After they leave, my sister turns to me and says, “Are you alright? I just wanted you to see the girls a little bit. Please don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad. A little embarrassed. Plus I’m fucking dying to cum and I can’t even jerk off!” I’m truly dying of blue balls.
Smirking, Vickie says “Spread your legs, Davey boy.” She crawls onto the bed, comes up between my legs.
She then drags her fucking hanging tits onto my cock. Her rigid nipples scrape my fucking dick and the main vein. Vickie sets her nipple right on the sweet spot of my cock.
Vickie looks me in the eye, and lowers her tits onto my thighs. She props herself up on her elbows. She works her tits around my cock. Her still oily tits. god they are so hot.
“My tits are going to jack you off… is that ok sweetie? Mmmm… such a good boy today… getting naked for my friends… seeing their tits… now you’ve got my tits wrapped around your cock… look at my nipples… I’m squeezing them for you… feel that titflesh on your cock…. yesssss… up and down… ”
Do I have to say that I’m completely losing my mind right now? A glorious titfuck from my sister…
“You sucked them the other day… just for a moment… after you did that I sucked them later… almost all night… sucking my own tits… Maybe you can suck them again…”
I lost it. Convulsions took me, I came and came and came, and came some more. Vickie took most of it on the underside of her chin, the cum splashing back onto her gorgeous fucking big tits. She giggled and laughed as I roared with pleasure.
She rises up off me, and proceeds to lick my cum off her tits. Sweet Jesus and Mary and everybody else…
She crawls up on me and puts her tits in my face.
“Suck Them”, she says. “And rise your right leg up some. yeah, right there…”
I draw her nipple into my mouth. My sisters nipple. I suck as much as I can, trying to get her whole tit in my mouth, which is impossible, of course. I can taste remnants of my cum, baby oil, her body sweat… ambrosia, baby. I molest her hard nipple. Sucking for all I’m worth.
As I suck on her tit, she alternates them back and forth, motorboating me, and she humps my leg. I can feel her hot wetness on my right thigh as she violently humps my leg.
In 30 seconds, she cums. I can feel her body tremble as the spasms wrack her. Hot pussy juices coat my leg as she continues to slide up and down my thigh… Unfortunately she gets off me. I’m still handcuffed, of course, and can’t stop her. She goes down and licks my thigh, the one with her cunt juices on it.
“Mmmm… you should taste this…”
“I would”, I protest. “If you’d let me out!”
She dips a hand into her pussy for a moment. She withdraws it, her fingers coated with sticky stuff. She eyeballs me, and puts her sticky fingers to my lips, running them all around my mouth. I’m trying to suck on them, but she avoids that. Vickie gives me a gentle slap on my face.
“Naughty boy! You shouldn’t be thinking of your sister this way…”
Laughing, she dips her hand into her pussy again. Then she smears it all over my face.
“Say goodbye to the girls”, she says, indicating her tits.
“Bye girls”, I say. “I’ll miss you both, deeply!”
Vickie puts her bikini back on, and covers up with a bathrobe, too. Carefully, she comes to unlock my cuffs. She knows she’s on a bit of thin ice here. My cock is still rock hard, if she unlocks me I might just grab her…
She reaches across, and manages to unlock one of my bracelets. With lightning speed, she jumps away and jets out of the room.
I pick up the key and unlock the other bracelet. With nothing better to do, I wipe my face with my hand, scooping up some of her pussy juices that she laid on me. I firmly grip my cock, now sticky with her cunt juice. I furiously jack off, right in her bed. My mind is so full of sexual thoughts I can’t think straight. Part of me wants revenge for the teasing, the not letting me touch. Part of me is exhilarated by what what has happened, too. Seeing Vanessa’s humongous tits. Sucking Vickie’s tits. Seeing Michele topless… Michele…
I had planned on opening Vickie’s underwear drawer and cumming on all of her bras. Instead, I roll on my stomach and hump her satiny bedspread until I cum freestyle all over her bed. Passive/Aggressive behavior. I know that now, didn’t know it then. I knew it was a pussy move though. Not something a man would do. I still had some growing up to do.
Mid-terms this week. Oddball schedules. Cramming sessions. But no sexual cramming, just book cramming. I’m trying to get my shit together. Even with all of this going on, I’m curious what’s going to happen on Friday. The last few Fridays have been very interesting, to say the least. I still jack off 3-4 times a day. Do I even have to say that? You can just assume that unless stated otherwise.
Vickie and I are getting along famously. She’s helping me with my finance course-work. Thankfully, she wears sweatshirts and no makeup. We don’t talk about things like me tittyfucking her, or handcuffs, or anything. I slap her ass once in a while, she doesn’t mind.
But something tells me not to push it. Is it her, or is it just me being a wimp?
Thursday night, Mom informs us that she’s taking Friday off! Time for her annual Spring Cleaning! Never mind that it’s fall and the leaves are changing.
Friday I have no classes because of mid-terms, but have to be up early to help mom in the garage. That goes til lunchtime. Vickie has been on the phone with one of her friends for the past hour. I’m pissed off because she’s getting out of the nasty work and goofing off on the phone. Meanwhile I’m stuck with Mom and get to hear about the stupid nurses at her stupid office.
“Davey!” I hate it when Vickie calls me that. Sounds diminutive. “Want to make some money today?”
“Yeah sure”, I reply. “Doing what?”
“Some yard work, over at the Aramendia’s. If that’s okay with you, Mom. They want to pay him $20 for the afternoon. I’ll help you with the hall closet, Mom.”
The Aramendia’s. As in, Vanessa Aramendia. Vanessa of the H-cup.
Mom says it’s fine, just be home for dinner.
I get our lawnmower and stuff it in the trunk of the Buick and drive the 4 blocks over to Vanessa’s house.
Mrs. Aramendia meets me at the door. Now, we didn’t have the term MILF in those days. But we should’ve. Mrs. A had even bigger tits than her daughter. And such pretty skin. Anyway, she proceeds to give me the instructions; mow the lawn, trim this hedge, leave those flowers alone etc. etc. Their boy, Danny, was weekending with their divorced Dad on a camping trip. I say hello to Vanessa, who’s inside doing some chores.
Mowing the lawn. I actually like doing this. It’s therapeutic. The loud noise drowns out everything, you try and make the cuts straight, repetitive motions… it’s soothing. After almost an hour, Im nearly finished with the lawn. Mrs. A flags me down.
“David, I have to run into town and cover the real estate office this afternoon. Now, do me a favor? Vanessa is on restriction. She’s mouthed off to me just too many times. See that she doesn’t leave the house?”
Yeah, no problem, I’ll keep an eye on her.
Starting to trim the hedge now. I take off my shirt. I check myself out a little. I can actually see some improvement in my arms, some definition. That weight bench and bar is working! I do smell pretty fierce, though.
I head to the backyard to finish the job back there. Still haven’t seen Vanessa since I said hi earlier. I have this fantasy about her waiting for me in the backyard. But, nothing.
Finally, I’m raking up the last of the leaves and putting them in the bin. Vanessa comes out the back door with a tray of something, i can’t quite see. She waves me over. The sun is still out and it’s quite warm. She’s wearing a tube top and short-shorts. Jesus fucking hell.
She’s brought out two cold bottles of Sam Adams and some potato chips and ranch dip. Still sweating, I drain half the beer in one series of gulps.
I burp an enormous belch, we both laugh. “Sorry! But thanks, that beer is so good right now.”
We sit and chat about nothing for a few minutes, munching on the chips. Then she gets all semi-serious.
“David, we have some unfinished business.”
I give her the ‘whatchoo talking bout willis’ look.
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