Never Too Old For a BabySitter
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
55,908
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
1
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Let the Games Begin
CHAPTER CODES: m/f, m/f+, teens, inc(twin sisters), oral, hj, fist
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Chapter 3: Let the Games Begin
He stood at the pool's edge suddenly finding himself the resident Hugh Hefner with his very own batch of bunnies. Soon after Rachel and Ashley had finished making their calls, his backyard was filled with girls of all types who had shed their inhibitions about as quickly as they shed clothes. They laughed and giggled as they swam around each other like playful otters.
And he dove straight in, emerging among the bevy. "Tag, I'm it!"
The girls squealed and shrieked as he chased after them, catching each, one by one. For his prize, he licked and nibbled and sucked their tits. Like the famed 31 Flavors, there was a whole rainbow of reds and pinks and beige and mochas; pretty petites to heavy D's and everything in-between.
Just as he was thinking about upping the ante, Rachel called out, "Never mind those sluts—"
"Bitch!"
Rachel ignored the comment. "I've got what you really want." Standing next to her were the twins, Holly and Molly. The leggy sisters wore red running shorts and clean white t-shirts, neatly tucked in. It didn't look as if either one of them wore a bra even though both were big enough to be just a bit top heavy.
He grinned broadly. "You know, you are way too dry for a pool party."
Taking his hint, the girls in the pool laughed and sent waves of water splashing over the new arrivals until their t-shirts turned as transparent as a second skin. Indeed they were bra-less with wide areoles and thick tits.
It didn't take much urging to get him to leave the pool to return to the lounge chairs. Holly stood before him while her twin watched from the foot of the lounger. He drew the soaked t-shirt from the shorts waistband and slowly peeled it up. Holly lifted her arms obligingly and he pulled it up until her chin and mouth emerged and he stopped. She was effectively blindfolded with her arms trapped over her head.
Grinning, he smoothed his hands down her arms all the way to her full rounded breasts but stopped short of the crowning nipples. Instead he captured her tits between two fingers and rubbed the tips with his thumbs. Her lips parted on a loud moan.
He teased her a few moments longer before continuing downward, inserting fingers into the short's waistband and had them down around her ankles. She wore what he first thought was a red strapped, flesh colored thong but then discovered it wasn't flesh colored, it was just a -string- thong on a hairless pussy. What he thought was stripe down the center was a strap that ran between her pussy lips in a frontal wedgie.
Experimentally he slipped a finger under that center strap and gave it a little tug. Holly sighed loudly. He cocked a grin. Bending he took a tit gently between his teeth and flicked it with is tongue. He tugged on the strap and tugged on the tit in rapid succession until he had her trembling. He finally abandoned the strap following it down, slipping into the folds, circling her clit with a finger and her tit with tongue. Then he sucked her tit like she wished he would her clit!
Releasing her tit with a wet pop, he fingered the entrance of her pussy hole. "How much do you want it?"
"Ahhh!" she cried, "B-bad.... I want it bad!"
He fucked her, lifting her onto her toes, but then pulled out leaving her throbbing and wanting. He ripped away the thong and pulled her full length against him as he took her mouth. With her arms still trapped she could only writhe and undulate her tits and ass against him. Giving that ass a hard squeeze, he pulled the shirt away as he stepped back. "How do you want it?"
Molly answered for her sister, "She likes it in the ass."
And Holly dropped to all fours before him. He knelt behind her, taking her hip in one hand and his cock in the other, he rubbed her, he rubbed her clit and she jerked. In a quick pull, he nailed her, hammering until she spilled her wetness all over him. Well lubricated, he slipped easily from her and repositioned at her ass. She squirmed in anticipation.
He gave her a sharp jiggly slap, saying, "Back that ass up."
His hands fell to his side and watched while she pushed herself on him, swallowing him up, making him feel ten feet tall. She dropped her head down so she could rub her achy tits on the terry cloth towel as she threw herself on his cock repeatedly, faster and harder.
Suddenly his view was blocked as Molly was tired of being ignored. She stood over her sister, naked except for her stilettos, and presented herself to him. "I like it in the pussy," she told him.
She had the gluts of a runner and he gripped her firm ass and jammed his tongue straight in and she sagged against him. He matched Holly's rhythm, fucking Molly the same as her sister fucked him. Only Holly began clenching, shaking, and she climaxed. As she slipped from him, he was mildly disappointed since he wasn't close to cumming. But only mildly because it was a problem easily solved. He pulled Molly straight down without even missing a beat, he was cock-fucking her. She dug her fingernails into his shoulder as she threw herself back, her breasts bouncing crazily.
When he suddenly pulled her off she stared wildly at him. Pulling on her hair, he whispered in her ear. She smiled hotly at him.
Holly rolled over on her back on the beach towel and Molly straddled her sister's hips. Interlacing her fingers with hers, Molly held their hands above Holly's head. She lowered her breasts to meet the identical twins of her sister. They kissed, simple, sweet and then they opened their mouths to each other.
The teen drew up Holly's knees and spread them wider. Deliberately he entered the bottom twin causing her to moan into her sister's mouth. Then he changed positions slightly and with his hands on her ass entered the top twin. In a wild fantasy come to life, he alternated from one sister to the other while they made out madly.
It was like a euphoric high that made his head spin but eventually he had to choose. With his left hand, he reached down and tormented Holly's clit while he focused on Molly, pumping her until she leaked juices that dripped down to his hand.
Movement out of the corner of his eyes, distracted him. Rachel was kneeling at the foot of the lounger. She had Ashley on her back, legs spread, and she was eating out her pussy. The sight of her ripe and perfect ass would, he supposed, always make him want to fuck her. His right hand left Molly's hip and was between Rachel's legs. She was so wet that his four fingers slipped easily in right up to his knuckles.
Rachel tore her mouth from Ashley at the intrusion of the fist pushing in. For a panicked moment, it felt like it was too much, stretching her to some breaking point, but then her body melted and she took him, an exquisite pleasure she had never felt before rained down over her. She rubbed her breasts on the lounger cushion. She raked Ashley's ass. Unable to contain this newfound ecstasy, Rachel needed to pass it on and she plunged back into that soaked pussy.
Ashley suddenly arched off the lounger crying out loudly, disrupting the two girls who had been sucking her tits. Irrevocably deciding that it was way better being bad than good, Ashley reached out both hands to the girls on either side of her. Between their legs, she spurred them on to great efforts. With cries of delight, their mouths returned to their nipples.
Rachel's tongue rammed the aching pussy with the force of the fist pounding her. Caught in a primal fever, he fucked Rachel, he fucked Molly slamming her harder and harder, rocking her on her sister.
No one knew who came first, only that that it set off a chain reaction that had them all go up like fireworks.
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Next Chapter: See Amy, See Amy Do It
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Chapter 3: Let the Games Begin
He stood at the pool's edge suddenly finding himself the resident Hugh Hefner with his very own batch of bunnies. Soon after Rachel and Ashley had finished making their calls, his backyard was filled with girls of all types who had shed their inhibitions about as quickly as they shed clothes. They laughed and giggled as they swam around each other like playful otters.
And he dove straight in, emerging among the bevy. "Tag, I'm it!"
The girls squealed and shrieked as he chased after them, catching each, one by one. For his prize, he licked and nibbled and sucked their tits. Like the famed 31 Flavors, there was a whole rainbow of reds and pinks and beige and mochas; pretty petites to heavy D's and everything in-between.
Just as he was thinking about upping the ante, Rachel called out, "Never mind those sluts—"
"Bitch!"
Rachel ignored the comment. "I've got what you really want." Standing next to her were the twins, Holly and Molly. The leggy sisters wore red running shorts and clean white t-shirts, neatly tucked in. It didn't look as if either one of them wore a bra even though both were big enough to be just a bit top heavy.
He grinned broadly. "You know, you are way too dry for a pool party."
Taking his hint, the girls in the pool laughed and sent waves of water splashing over the new arrivals until their t-shirts turned as transparent as a second skin. Indeed they were bra-less with wide areoles and thick tits.
It didn't take much urging to get him to leave the pool to return to the lounge chairs. Holly stood before him while her twin watched from the foot of the lounger. He drew the soaked t-shirt from the shorts waistband and slowly peeled it up. Holly lifted her arms obligingly and he pulled it up until her chin and mouth emerged and he stopped. She was effectively blindfolded with her arms trapped over her head.
Grinning, he smoothed his hands down her arms all the way to her full rounded breasts but stopped short of the crowning nipples. Instead he captured her tits between two fingers and rubbed the tips with his thumbs. Her lips parted on a loud moan.
He teased her a few moments longer before continuing downward, inserting fingers into the short's waistband and had them down around her ankles. She wore what he first thought was a red strapped, flesh colored thong but then discovered it wasn't flesh colored, it was just a -string- thong on a hairless pussy. What he thought was stripe down the center was a strap that ran between her pussy lips in a frontal wedgie.
Experimentally he slipped a finger under that center strap and gave it a little tug. Holly sighed loudly. He cocked a grin. Bending he took a tit gently between his teeth and flicked it with is tongue. He tugged on the strap and tugged on the tit in rapid succession until he had her trembling. He finally abandoned the strap following it down, slipping into the folds, circling her clit with a finger and her tit with tongue. Then he sucked her tit like she wished he would her clit!
Releasing her tit with a wet pop, he fingered the entrance of her pussy hole. "How much do you want it?"
"Ahhh!" she cried, "B-bad.... I want it bad!"
He fucked her, lifting her onto her toes, but then pulled out leaving her throbbing and wanting. He ripped away the thong and pulled her full length against him as he took her mouth. With her arms still trapped she could only writhe and undulate her tits and ass against him. Giving that ass a hard squeeze, he pulled the shirt away as he stepped back. "How do you want it?"
Molly answered for her sister, "She likes it in the ass."
And Holly dropped to all fours before him. He knelt behind her, taking her hip in one hand and his cock in the other, he rubbed her, he rubbed her clit and she jerked. In a quick pull, he nailed her, hammering until she spilled her wetness all over him. Well lubricated, he slipped easily from her and repositioned at her ass. She squirmed in anticipation.
He gave her a sharp jiggly slap, saying, "Back that ass up."
His hands fell to his side and watched while she pushed herself on him, swallowing him up, making him feel ten feet tall. She dropped her head down so she could rub her achy tits on the terry cloth towel as she threw herself on his cock repeatedly, faster and harder.
Suddenly his view was blocked as Molly was tired of being ignored. She stood over her sister, naked except for her stilettos, and presented herself to him. "I like it in the pussy," she told him.
She had the gluts of a runner and he gripped her firm ass and jammed his tongue straight in and she sagged against him. He matched Holly's rhythm, fucking Molly the same as her sister fucked him. Only Holly began clenching, shaking, and she climaxed. As she slipped from him, he was mildly disappointed since he wasn't close to cumming. But only mildly because it was a problem easily solved. He pulled Molly straight down without even missing a beat, he was cock-fucking her. She dug her fingernails into his shoulder as she threw herself back, her breasts bouncing crazily.
When he suddenly pulled her off she stared wildly at him. Pulling on her hair, he whispered in her ear. She smiled hotly at him.
Holly rolled over on her back on the beach towel and Molly straddled her sister's hips. Interlacing her fingers with hers, Molly held their hands above Holly's head. She lowered her breasts to meet the identical twins of her sister. They kissed, simple, sweet and then they opened their mouths to each other.
The teen drew up Holly's knees and spread them wider. Deliberately he entered the bottom twin causing her to moan into her sister's mouth. Then he changed positions slightly and with his hands on her ass entered the top twin. In a wild fantasy come to life, he alternated from one sister to the other while they made out madly.
It was like a euphoric high that made his head spin but eventually he had to choose. With his left hand, he reached down and tormented Holly's clit while he focused on Molly, pumping her until she leaked juices that dripped down to his hand.
Movement out of the corner of his eyes, distracted him. Rachel was kneeling at the foot of the lounger. She had Ashley on her back, legs spread, and she was eating out her pussy. The sight of her ripe and perfect ass would, he supposed, always make him want to fuck her. His right hand left Molly's hip and was between Rachel's legs. She was so wet that his four fingers slipped easily in right up to his knuckles.
Rachel tore her mouth from Ashley at the intrusion of the fist pushing in. For a panicked moment, it felt like it was too much, stretching her to some breaking point, but then her body melted and she took him, an exquisite pleasure she had never felt before rained down over her. She rubbed her breasts on the lounger cushion. She raked Ashley's ass. Unable to contain this newfound ecstasy, Rachel needed to pass it on and she plunged back into that soaked pussy.
Ashley suddenly arched off the lounger crying out loudly, disrupting the two girls who had been sucking her tits. Irrevocably deciding that it was way better being bad than good, Ashley reached out both hands to the girls on either side of her. Between their legs, she spurred them on to great efforts. With cries of delight, their mouths returned to their nipples.
Rachel's tongue rammed the aching pussy with the force of the fist pounding her. Caught in a primal fever, he fucked Rachel, he fucked Molly slamming her harder and harder, rocking her on her sister.
No one knew who came first, only that that it set off a chain reaction that had them all go up like fireworks.
*******
Next Chapter: See Amy, See Amy Do It