Incest stories: Lillian Bell. Author: MrMac. A wealthy schoolgirl enjoys a few erotic encounters on her first day back at school. The story is including of Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, School, Teen, Teen Female Solo, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young theme.
Incest stories: Lillian Bell – Chap 1: Back to School
Author: MrMac
The moist warmth slid around her fingers as Lillian pushed them deep inside her pussy. She was standing up, leaning against the door of her walk-in closet, enjoying the soft quiet of its enclosed space and her own reflection smiling back at her in the full-length mirror opposite the door, the pair of them each holding up their red plaid school skirt with one hand and fucking themselves under white panties with the other. Their bobbed blonde hair just reaching their shoulders and swaying gently in response to the movement. Her bra-less, shapely breasts pushing against the thin fabric of her white shirt, the hard nipples showing themselves with small mounds pointing out. Blue eyes staring at each other with the glazed look of passion.
She was fantasising about various people pinning her against the door and ravaging her tender young body. One of her teachers. A few different boys from school and just a couple of girls. Her mother’s chauffeur. The delivery boy. Maybe even her recently acquired step-father and his dull but gloriously innocent son. So many people to fuck but so little time to spare for them.
Any of them would be good right now if she had one of them in front of her. She kneaded her pussy lips gently between thrusts, her pelvis pressing against her palm as she slowly forced her hand as far as it could go inside, her clit stimulated gently under its hood. She could feel the warming glow of an orgasm building inside, her enjoyment of the rising tension warring against the need for urgency. She massaged herself on the ornate closet door, with its carved flowers curling up the face on either side acting as soft, ribbed, bumps to slide her smooth back and buttocks against. Her movements became faster as the rhythm between her hands and body picked up its pace in harmony with her pleasure. She was going to cum, she could feel it, it was coming, it was —
Lilliaaaan! Are you ready dear? Don’t you have to go to school now?! And with that the spell was broken, dislodging Lillian out of her roiling fantasy. Her mother was usually so wonderfully oblivious to such details as school times and Lillian actually attending. The consequences of having new family members had thus far been uninspiring, not least of which being having to suffer her step-brother now attending her own school.
Rolling her eyes at her own reflection she responded sweetly to her mother downstairs, voice echoing loudly in the enclosed closet, “Yes Mother, I was coming shortly!” Smiling to herself at the obvious double-meaning, she pulled her exploring fingers out of her moist panties and sucked them clean, her pink tongue wrapping around to taste her own sweet juices, her braces giving her pink lips that extra bit of cute curl. Watching herself do this only started to turn her on again so with a sigh, quick readjustment of her uniform and a flounce she exited the closet, stooping to pick up her bag and red school jacket on the way out of her luxurious bedroom.
As she closed her door behind her she put on her sweet “Daughter of the Year” smile and gracefully descended the long stairs to her waiting mother and new sibling in the lobby area. The pair watched her descent, her mother’s pleasantly vacant expression in its usual place and her brother trying not to too obviously eye her up as all her moving parts jolted with each step, an activity he’d been undertaking (and failing at) since the day they first met. Even if he had nothing interesting to say at least he knew where to look.
Although they were both sixteen he was slightly taller than she was. Neither devilishly handsome or eye-avertingly ugly, he was, as in all things apparently, about as plain as could be to Lillian’s eyes. Green eyes, brown hair and wearing his school uniform as loosely as any teenage boy does. Her mother was wearing exercise gear, her still young body not quite having made it to a more matronly figure, the tight clothing emphasising her attractive shape and displaying where Lillian’s own blessed genetics had heralded from.
Don’t stand there daydreaming Rhys, it’s school time! The boy’s eyes flicked away and Lillian smiled inwardly at his embarrassment as she turned to her parent, “bye Mother, I’ll see you and Daddy when we get home.”
Oh Lillian it’s so nice that you’re already calling him Daddy. I’m sure he’ll be pleased to hear you accepting him so readily. Lillian’s mother had such a way with words and the young girl had to stop herself from laughing out loud at the comment. She had no doubts her new step-father would LOVE to hear her call him “Daddy”. His eyes were just as active as his son’s and instead of mild curiosity she could see something more hungry there.
See you when you get home darling, and you too Rhys of course, have a nice day at school! Motherly duties over she left out the side door, off to navigate the mansion’s halls in the direction of the gym, and, Lillian suspected, the handsome young gym instructor not all that much older than Lillian herself.
The young sibling exited the house to the waiting limo and its driver waiting patiently on the driveway. The thirty-something chauffeur Paul tipped his black hat to Lillian as she came down the steps towards him, cheerily greeting the young pair.
Good morning Miss Bell, Master Rhys. Off to school is it then?
Yes thank you Paul, chirped Lillian, “I don’t think I’ll be bribing you to take us elsewhere today.” The comment was innocuous enough for Rhys’ sake, but Paul smiled at the reference to their mutually beneficial “arrangement”.
Despite having a ridiculously large allowance for a high school girl Lillian didn’t bribe the man with money but with access to her soft tits, hands and, on very special days, mouth. In exchange he drove her to places not necessarily part of their supposed schedule. With Rhys around that made either activity somewhat unavailable to them and so for the second time already that morning Lillian was deprived some of her usual pleasure. During the ride Rhys pointedly tried not to stare at his sister opposite him in the passenger compartment, although that didn’t stop him breathing in her perfume and the lingering scent of her earlier self-pleasuring.
The trip otherwise unimpeded by salacious activity they arrived at school promptly and on time, Paul giving Lillian a wink as he arranged to pick them up later. Giving her brother only a perfunctory glance as she flounced off to class, she knew his eyes would be following her rear as he moved off towards his own room, which was at least some repayment for his having ruined her orgasm prospects of the morning. Only slightly though.
Faced with the odd prospect of a full day of school Lillian wondered how she’d manage to fill the time. School was both boring and easy, the girl’s natural intelligence able to keep her grades up even as it competed with her willful promiscuity and the constant distractions it caused. Despite the prohibitive cost of admission, the Gilton Hall Private School had surprisingly lax attention when it came to monitoring the actual attendance of the rich students. Both male and female teachers had been known to have “close” relationships with students and if some of them like Lillian were adept at keeping out of trouble and getting work in on time with consistently high scores, allowances were made, even if they were unofficial in nature.
Yet Lillian was here now and lacking transportation to get herself anywhere more interesting so she’d have to make the best of it. First class of the day was science, far down on the scale of classes she ever showed interest in, its teacher Mrs Ellis prone to talk at great length and engage with her class very little. The class sat in pairs along the workbenches, each pair sharing a gas tap and bunsen burner for when they actually got around to doing things. The lack of teacher attention and convenient spacing provided Lillian the opportunity to whisper with her friend Claire, a thin, raven-haired girl with similar carnal appetites.
I saw your new step-brother on the way to class, have you fucked him yet? Or have you been teasing him with your cute little curves, denying his poor little prick your sweet self? Claire was as subtle as ever and Lillian flicked her friend’s nipple through her clothes in mock outrage.
Shut up, he’s hardly worth my attention, boring as he is, although you’re welcome to let him use him however you see fit if you can get a thought out of him.
Ooh, maybe I will next time I come round, I could use some new meat. The girl is insatiable Lillian thought to herself. And despite all that had transpired that morning she found herself also feeling a little protective of her new-found sibling, although whether it was instinctive jealousy or actual care she couldn’t quite tell. Claire continued on, cutting across Lillian’s odd moment of introspection.
Speaking of new meat, how goes progress with Daniel? This got the young blonde’s attention sparked. Daniel, sitting in the row in front of the girls, had been a project of hers for a while, trying something new with the strapping basketball player. Even for a jock he wasn’t bright, but he had lusted after Lillian’s sexy body for some time and she had only recently begun to display any returned interest. She usually had a few school guys going at once as regulars, ranging from slightly younger to the remaining years above her. Daniel had missed out last semester but she had teased him mercilessly with eyelash-laden glances, cute smiles and all sorts of “accidental” views of her various soft parts. The poor guy was champing at the bit but she had been drawing him out like one of her own orgasms. She had planned to continue this trend for part of the new semester but her sudden deprivation this morning meant this plan was swiftly losing traction.
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