Lillian Bell – Chap 2: Bribes and Brothers

Incest stories: Lillian Bell – Chap 2: Bribes and Brothers by MrMac

Introduction:

Lillian helps her friend Claire out with her boy troubles, and discovers something huge about her new step-brother.

The wealthy young blonde and her raven haired friend sat close together on the back-seat of her sleek limo. Lillian, the blonde, was divulging the story of the first of two sexual encounters she’d had just a few hours ago on their first day back at school.

Claire, Lillian’s friend, was listening avidly, mentally licking her lips at the image of the blonde girl’s beautiful, pale-white breasts sliding up and down the penis of the hunky (if a little slow-witted) Daniel Clark, a jock from their class whom Lillian had been cock-teasing since the previous year. The thin, supple girl was a huge admirer of Lillian’s body and sexual prowess, not to mention list of conquests which far outstripped her own despite both having large libidos for girls not long out of middle school. Claire did have a few notches on her belt that Lillian didn’t know about, but even with those she doubted she could match her friend’s pure sex drive. They had explored each others bodies several times during their friendship and Claire sometimes masturbated to thoughts of her best friend in bed with her or even a guy, it was just kinky thinking about Lillian in any sexual situation. Memories of tasting the blonde beauty’s mouth and pussy stole across her mind at least once a day.

The horny pair had similarities and differences to their youthful beauty. While both girls sported lustrous pale skin, Lillian’s breasts were larger than her friends, not enormous for a teen, but ample and straining ever so slightly against her white school shirt. Claire couldn’t produce quite as impressive cleavage, naturally built with a smaller sized chest, but it was no less arousing to those she presented it to. Her lithe frame gave her a height advantage however, contrasting to Lillian’s softer, petite figure. Both had cute mouths, Claire’s white teeth and red lipstick contrasting nicely with Lillian’s pink braces and lip-gloss. The shorter girl’s shining blonde hair sat framed around her head, brushing lightly around her shoulders and nape. Claire’s hair was longer, flowing halfway down her back, some spare locks secured behind her ears as they rested down her chest.

Although contrasted in their appearance, the two were undeniably beautiful and shared a strong taste for all things lascivious. Claire had been waiting in class when her friend had made her rendezvous with Daniel, left only with her imagination to entertain her. Now she was getting the story and enjoying every detail.

However, what Claire hadn’t yet realised was that Lillian had an ancillary goal to telling her this story. The blonde vixen knew her friend was highly attracted to the cute man driving the limo. Paul had been in the employ of Lillian’s mother for a while, and although Lillian assumed, in her general lack of care for such details, that he was about 30, he was closer to 20. At somepoint during Lillian’s recent phase of discovering how much she could accomplish using her body, an arrangement had been struck between her and the chauffeur. Although to her slight annoyance they had-had to wait a short time before the girl was of legal age, since Paul’s insisted on at least a modicum of propriety, after then she had begun “bribing” the man with sexual favours in return for arranging some side-trips during their drives. Despite the arrangement the two considered each other friends and it had taken some convincing for the nice guy to fall for her wiles.

He was a fit man with sandy coloured hair, and his tailored chauffeur suit made him look very dashing, the sunglasses and cap being nice touches on top. Claire had wanted to jump the man’s bones for some time and would normally be dreamily watching him through the one-way partition to the driving compartment but she was distracted by Lillian’s tale. Lillian had expected this and as part of her plan she had not quite closed the partition when they got in the vehicle, meaning Paul could clearly hear everything being said between the girls. It was a miracle they hadn’t crashed.

Man that sounds kinky! Claire giggled to her friend. “I wish I had a key to that secluded closet too, rather than having to borrow it from you every time! Still, I was expecting something a little more. When you got back to class you seemed as if you’d had the fuck of a lifetime, not just started Daniel on the path to being your toy.” At this, Lillian leaned in conspiratorially.

That’s because something else happened after Daniel left. Or someone else did anyway.

Ha! I knew it. Who found you in there? Was it one of the seniors you’ve been after? Or a teacher? She said the last one jokingly but Lillian’s mouth twitched into a smile, stopping Claire short. “What? Really? A teacher! You slut, which one? I bet it was Mr. Jacobs, you said something had happened between you before!” Claire was practically bouncing with excitement at the juicy gossip. Here Lillian dropped the biggest bombshell of the story, although she didn’t quite realise how large until a minute later.

Actually…it was Mr. Keefer. As she’d been building suspense over the course of the day, ignoring Claire’s continuous needling as to what had happened until now, Lillian expected a better reaction than the one she got. Claire’s face went through a series of expressions, none of which being the devious glee she’d expected. Instead she flushed surprisingly scarlet for a girl that pale, a mixture of shock and confusion lining her features. Lillian’s own face fell slightly.

What? What’s wrong? I know Mr. Keefer is a little older but it turned out he really knows what he’s doing and he has this…way…of lulling you in and –

I know! Claire cut across her quickly, then she sat back a little, looking on the verge of tears.

…Claire? The penny should have dropped for Lillian much quicker than it did of course but being more than a mite self-centered it took her a little longer than most to read between the lines when it came to other people.

I…he…I mean we… The dark-haired beauty was scrounging for words. Before she could find the right ones though, the penny finally dropped.

You mean you’ve already had him? This time Claire got an unexpected response as Lillian whooped with laughter, despite her friend’s sudden outrage. “Aw c’mon Claire it’s a little funny isn’t it? I mean he hides that side of him so well, I’d never have suspected he was such a great guy underneath all the sternness. I couldn’t have known what was between you, he was never even your teacher!”

Claire still couldn’t quite grasp the words she was looking for. “It’s not that, it’s just that well, I don’t even know how it could have happened between you! He retired at the end of last year and during the break I ran into him and…er…since he wasn’t a teacher anymore…” She lost her temper a little as she blurted this out. “I just thought I was special ok!”

Lillian was somewhere between feeling sorry for Claire and thinking about how the bastard had used them both. All that talk about future potential and the guy hadn’t even been a teacher the whole time anyway. He really was a tease. Sneaky bastard. Of course the idea that this was almost exactly the way that Lillian treated boys went over her head but that was to be expected.

What the hell was he doing at the school then? He was even answering his phone and everything!

He’s helping fit in his replacement, but he doesn’t work at the school anymore. Claire brushed this aside quickly. “It’s not fair Lil! You get to have so much fun and for once I had something my own and you got that too! We were supposed to be having a proper relationship!”

We’ve shared guys before haven’t we? Besides who cares about some asshole that leads you on and then goes with another girl? He’s no better than any of the dumbasses our own age.

Claire subsided a little, still looking somewhat downtrodden. “I suppose.”

Lillian decided that despite things not going the way she’d planned, it was about time to cheer up her friend, and she knew what would do it too.

Look, the guy was an asshole but the way I see it you got what you wanted out of him and now it’s time to leave him behind. In fact, since I think neither of us wants anything to do with him anymore I think we should go to the mall and get our picture taken in one of those booths. We’ll give him the finger and put a message on it: ‘You got used!’ That’ll teach him for trying to trick us. Claire was starting to perk up a little at this idea.

C’mon Claire, cheer up! You’re a beautiful woman and the only person who gets to decide how to use your body is you! Here Lillian brought up her next idea. “And speaking of…” She turned her head towards the driver’s partition, at which Claire giggled nervously through blinked back tears, but at least she smiled.

Aw Lil, shush. You’re just being silly now. He likes you, not me! Actually, since she didn’t know Paul had been listening to the whole story, she couldn’t have known that he was feeling more than a bit annoyed at how the girls had been treated. Although he’d done things with Lillian he’d never attempted, or even wanted, to trick her into anything and Claire was a nice girl too even with her normally forward attitude. Listening to the story had actually endeared the girl to him more. Lillian could take care of herself but Claire seemed a bit more delicate on the inside.

I’m sure you can command him easily enough, he’s a good boy. Lillian pressed the intercom button, surreptitiously flicking the partition up the last couple of millimetres at the same time so the voices wouldn’t echo.

Paaaauuul, Claire and I need to go to the mall for a bit. Could you take us there on the way home please? The two girls giggled together, Claire already feeling a bit better with the support of her friend.

Yes of course Miss Bell, no bribe required this time. He was a stand-up guy if anything.