They were attentive as I am a bit of a non conformist, and one in particular was very alert to what I was saying. She's the cute girl who sits in the back of the classroom and never says anything to anyone. She quietly takes her notes and leaves when class is over. Sometimes those kind of girls have secrets. Wonderful, naughty secrets.

She's quite the riddle. She's pretty, but not stunningly beautiful. The sort of teen girl that men notice, but don't trip over themselves to talk to. She puts on glasses during class to take notes, which only adds to her charm and mystique. She dresses casually and comfortably. This girl doesn't feel a need to wear sexy clothes just to go to class, unlike many of her peers.

What's her name? Does she have a boyfriend? Does she live with her parents?

God, what's her name? A glimpse at the top of her test page reveals her name is Tara, and she is very good at PR writing.

The best way to meet a shy girl like Tara is to be brave, bold and somewhat direct. Introduce myself, smile, be friendly but not overbearing. She smiles back shyly, and answers questions with one word responses. I ask her if she is keen on a degree in PR. She says yes, and so I ask if she would like to look through some of my consulting contracts.

“Yes” she said “Very much. Would you mind if I did some after school work with you?”

“Not at all” I said “Just let Miss Burgess know (Sarah)”

Tara isn't much of a talker, but she smiles a lot. She seems really happy just to actively listen, nodding and occasionally asking for clarification. She seems more impressed by sweetness and honesty than bravado. The conversation flows fairly easily.

"What do you do for fun on Friday and Saturday night? Go out and party it up?" I ask her “Otherwise, it would be good for me, as I don’t work on those nights.”.

She looks a little embarrassed. "I usually stay in. Sometimes I watch a DVD with my friend Katie, but not so much anymore now that she has a boyfriend. I read a lot, and I know this makes me sound like a huge nerd, but I like to study at the library on Friday night. It's much quieter there than on Sunday.”

"So I guess you don't have a boyfriend?" I ask.

She quickly shakes her head.

"Are you seeing anyone now?" I ask, trying to sound casual.
"You're awfully interested in that, aren't you?" she replies with a teasing grin. "No, I'm just focusing on my classes."

I study her, wondering if she will come round. I know I can help her work but I also want to find out where this is heading.

“See you Friday then!”

She arrived dead on time. She was wearing the same skirt and jumper she wore in class. On the walk over she's still very friendly. The conversation slowly dies after I resort to bringing up the weather. I notice that Sarah’s car is not her drive, and I am a little relieved.

In my lounge, she sits down on one of the large chairs, crossing her legs and looking nervous. I sit down next to her, a couple feet away.

I show her some of my recent work. She looks impressed, but says nothing.

"So, you aren't looking to date right now?" I ask her, breaking the silence.

"No, not seriously," she responds.

"How long has it been since you kissed a boy?" I ask.

"That's rather personal!" she responds, then adds defensively "It's been months."

I look at her, studying her body language. I can't read her. Her posture is defensive, yet she's obviously watching me, waiting for me to do something. I lean in slowly, moving my head towards hers, waiting for her to move away. When my lips are only inches from hers, she finally moves, closing the gap between us and kissing me.

Her lips are super soft, almost like silk. She kisses very delicately. Somehow I can detect her pent up passion that is aching to be set free.

After a minute or two I break the kiss and whisper, "We can do as much or as little as you want to. We can stop whenever, ok?"

"Frankly, I don't think that's going to happen. But that's still sweet," she tells me with a smug grin.

With that she turns and straddles me, grinding against me through our clothes as we resume kissing passionately. I slide my hands down to cup and squeeze her firm little ass, eliciting a load moan from her.

I nibble on her neck and tease her earlobe. I really want to get her out of her clothes, but don't want to rush anything. I break our kissing to remove my shirt. She takes the hint, and lifts her own jumper up over her head, first exposing her tummy and then her brightly coloured bra.

She's small on top, like most slender women are. I kiss her shoulder, her collar bone, sliding my hands up and down her sides and across her bare back.

"You really know how to get a girl worked up!" she exclaims. "And I can feel something down there that tells me you're just as excited as I am."

"That's very true," I reply, grinning at this girl who is more alive than I ever thought.

"That can't be very comfortable. Let me help," she said, sinking to her knees on the floor and unbuttoning my pants. I lift my hips to help her slide them off, my erection now contained only by my boxer-briefs.

"Oh my, yes, you are looking very excited," she coos, sliding her hand across my inner thigh. "I wonder, should we do something about this?" she teases, looking up at me with her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Like I said before, we can do as much as you want to," I reply.

"I plan to hold you to that," she says, then slides her hand up to caress me through my underwear. She teases me like that for a while, taking her time before hooking her delicate fingers at the waistband of my boxers and tugging them down.

The head of my cock catches on the waistband, so it angles down before springing up to full attention once it's free. "Oh my!" Tara exclaims. She reaches her hand out tentatively to stroke my erection. "Yes, I think I know exactly what to do with this."

We both watch in wonder as her hand slides up and down my cock gently. I don't want to even blink, I want to remember everything and burn these images in my memory forever. She smiles at me, a naughty, mischievous grin, then moves her head forward, tongue extended.

I actually jump when her slippery pink tongue makes contact with my cock for the first time. She lets go of my cock with her hand, so the only contact between us is the tip of her tongue and my erection. She slides it up and down my entire length, then swirls it around the head of my swollen member.

"God..." I moan.

"Would you like something?" Tara asks, once again grinning impishly.

"Would you... god, could you suck on me?" I ask, more desperate than I'd like to.

Tara smiles sweetly, then opens her mouth and swallows half of me.

Her mouth is as heavenly as her nubile body. She sucks up and down me slowly, maintaining tight contact yet avoiding even the slightest scrape of teeth. She bobs up and down on me with practiced ease. I admire her confidence; she knows she's making me feel good, she doesn't have to ask.

Now I'm in a minor dilemma. I don't want it to ever end, yet I know I'm going to need release at some point if she keeps this up. I'm not sure if I can come in her mouth. I'm also not sure if she wants me to fuck her. "I'm close..." I moan softly.

Tara immediately releases my cock and stands up. She unbuttons her skirt as I watch with rapt attention. Almost painfully slowly, she slides it down off her hips and legs and steps out of them gracefully. Her panties are a pink, tiny low-rise thong. She quickly hops back onto my lap and kisses me, my erection pressed against her miniscule undies and squeezed between our stomachs. I squeeze her bare ass cheeks, savouring their soft yet firm texture.

My hands roam all across her body, up and down her smooth back, catching on the back of her bra. I seize the clasp and open it, with surprisingly rapid success. She leans back just enough to toss her bra aside before pressing her bare chest against mine and kissing me once more. Still, I caught a wonderful glimpse of her small, bright pink nipples adorning the tops of her adorable little breasts.

We kiss and grope for a long time before she whispers, "I'd love to have you fuck me. Would you like that?"

I groan and nod enthusiastically. She slides back up my body and kisses me again.

"How do you want to do this?" I ask her, acutely aware of the tiny layer of fabric still covering her pussy.

"You're the man," she replies huskily. "Take me any way you want me. ANY way."

"You sure?"

"Yes. I’m so horny."

"Well," I tell her between kisses, "first I want to fuck you with me on top."

She nods. "And then?"

"And then I want to fuck you from behind."

"Oooh, I'd love that." she replies excitedly.

"Let's get you naked," I tell her, trying to extract her thong from between our entwined bodies.

When I nod, she stands and slips off her thong.

Her pussy is hardly what I'd call hairy, but there is a dusting of soft pubic hair. I smile at her reassuringly and say "You look so sexy naked. Now lie down."

She follows my instruction, lying on her back. I use my hand to spread her legs slightly and move my hips between them. I slide my hand across her pussy, feeling her wetness. "You're very swollen," I tell her.

"Yes, I'm very ready for you. Please, fuck me," she replies.

I rub the head of my cock against her pussy, teasing her, and getting her ready to be penetrated. "Enough teasing, I need you now!" she pleads. I slide forward gently, pushing the head of my cock past her slippery outer lips and into her hot wetness.

"Mmmmm," we moan in unison as I work more of my cock inside her pussy. "You feel so good," she gasps. "I love how you feel inside me."

I kiss her lips tenderly as I rock back and forth, finally burying my whole length within her tightness. It feels wonderful to have my body pressed against her small, soft, feminine shape. I'm sure she enjoys having me on top of her.

"Oooh, yes, that's it. Faster, please," she encourages as I start thrusting into her. I support my weight on my forearms to get more leverage. "God, I love it," she continues. "Please, don't stop."

I look down and watch my erection penetrate her, sliding deeply into her slippery folds before emerging back out of her. My gaze runs up her body, to her nipples, then back to looking into her eyes. I thrust into her again and again, savouring the sensations of her warm young body pressed against me, kissing her lips hungrily. I penetrate her for several minutes, driving my erection deep within her, causing her to moan almost continuously.

When I pause momentarily to catch my breath, she caresses my face and states, "I'd love to get fucked from behind now."

I nod, and we quickly rearrange ourselves. I admire her firm, wiggling little ass for a moment before grabbing her hips and plunging my cock back into her with one powerful thrust, hitting her deeply.

She slips a hand between her thighs to rub her clit. I grip her hips and watch my cock slide into her, enjoying the feelings of her tight, warm pussy and the feeling of her buttocks against my hips.

"Don't stop. Oh God, don't stop," she instructs, frantically rubbing her clit. I pick up my pace a little. I'm very close, but I can tell she is too. Her pussy grips me, clinging to me tightly. "Yes! Yes, I'm coming!" she cries out. I can feel it, and it's exactly what I was waiting for. With a loud grunt I slam forward, thrusting my cock deep into her as I climax, feeling the rush of pleasure course through me.

We collapse into a panting heap, slippery, sweaty bodies entwined together. "God, that was so nice," she says, kissing the tip of my nose.

She glances down at my cock and asks, "Still hard, huh?"

"Yeah, I am. You're very sexy," I tell her.

I settle back down and we sit in silence for several minutes, with me tracing my fingers gently across her back.

"Still hard," she observes. "Does someone want to go again?" she asks, hopefully.

"I'd love to," I reply. "But ladies choice this time."

Tara nods, sliding her body down mine. She licks the head of my cock gently. "I love cock," she tells me. "I really enjoy just playing with one. It's so hard and yet soft at the same time."

I observe as she takes me in her mouth.

Tara sucks on me gently, much more relaxed and tender than the first time. I just close my eyes and enjoy it, letting my mind wander. When I open my eyes Tara releases my cock and studies me for a moment. "Could you... would you please..." she stammers shyly.

"You know, at this point I would do almost anything you ask," I reply. It's true, considering how much I was enjoying the head she was giving me. "What would you like me to do for you, Tara?"

She looks like she wants to say something. "I... you probably wouldn't be into it. You'd think I was dirty, that I was really slutty. Well, sluttier than I already am for coming here with you."

"If you've acted like a slut today then I definitely don't think it's a bad thing!" I reply. "What do you want us to do together?" I ask, curious.

After thinking silently for a moment longer, she slides up my body and presses her mouth against my ear. There's a moment's hesitation, and I can feel her warm breath in my inner ear. Finally, she whispers hesitantly, "Could you fuck my ass?"

"Seriously?" I ask, surprised.

“Like, I masturbate thinking about it. That's pretty bad, huh?"

I'm amazed by her confession. She blushes. "I have a toy, it's about your size. I've used it on myself there."

My eyes grow wide at the idea of this cute young thing getting herself off with a dildo in her ass.

"What can I say, I really miss it. It's just so... naughty. Plus, and I know this will sound a little weird, it's just freeing for me."

"How so?" I ask.

"Well," she continues, "again, I don't want to sound crazy, but a lot of the time my brain just won't ever shut off. I swear, I think too much."

"That sounds hot. I'd love to fuck your ass, Tara." It feels good to say it, especially because it makes her eyes glow with excitement. "What's the best way to do it? Doggy style?"

"Hmmm, no, it's hot that way but it's actually easier if I'm on my back. It's a lot easier for you to go in slow that way. Plus, I want to be able to see your face when you're in my butt," she answers.

I go to the hall bathroom and pull out a bottle of lube. I take it to the room, where she lays, her pussy wet with our juices. I get even harder.

"Give me your hand," she instructs, pouring a good amount of the viscous clear liquid in her palm. She takes my wrist and coats my index and middle fingers. "Just slide your fingers into my ass for a bit and lick my clit, ok?"

I can hardly believe that I thought this girl was quiet less than 6 days ago and now she's instructing me on how to get her ready to fuck her ass. Needless to say, I quickly moved between her legs and rubbed my fingers against the entrance to her ass.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," she moans as I slowly slip the tip of my finger into her tight bum. "That's right, slow and gentle."

I lick her swollen clit as I slide my finger in and out of her ass. "Slip another finger in," she whispers, sooner than I expect her to. I comply, and she starts moaning.

"That's nice." she says. Her ass clings to my fingers as I slip them inside her, sliding in with greater ease thanks to the lubrication.

"I think I'm ready, stud," she informs me. "Just please, please, please, go slow."

"I will. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it," I tell her, slipping my fingers out of her and sliding my body up hers. She has to roll her hips upward more than for conventional fucking, but she doesn't look too uncomfortable. I rub the tip of my cock against her now slippery asshole.

"Rub lube all over your cock too," she instructs.

"Ready?" I ask her.

"Oh yes. Fuck me in the ass with that big cock, stud," she tells me with a wink.

It takes all the willpower I have not to ram myself deep within her tight bum. Still, the fear of hurting her holds me back. Between the lube and her experience it actually isn't that difficult getting the head of my cock into her ass. She gasps loudly as I feel myself slip past the tight outer opening.

"You ok?" I ask, concerned.

"Yes. Don't stop. Just go really slow," she replies, eyes tightly closed.

I take her advice, rocking back and forth and slipping deeper into her, millimeters at a time. I marvel at the novel sensation of her ass compared to her pussy. It's tight, possibly tighter. Yet once my cock slips past the entrance it isn't so snug, except when she tightens her muscles around me, pushing me outwards and causing me to groan with pleasure.

"You like it when I squeeze you with my ass?" she asks. "I'm glad you do, because I love how it feels. Just hold still for a moment. I'm going to squeeze you, but don't let me push you out."

I nod, looking down at my cock, half of which is now buried in her ass. Tara closes her eyes and clenches tight around me. I hold myself in place within her. It feels amazing. As she releases I slip deeper into her, no longer hindered by her resistance.

"Oh fuck," she moans, followed by something unintelligible.

Gradually I slide back and forth until my entire cock is inside her. I try to rub my lower abdomen against her pussy, hoping to stimulate her clit. She opens her eyes and smiles at me lustfully.

"I have to admit, I really am fighting the urge to thrust."

"You can thrust, a little. Just be gentle at first. I'll tell you when you can speed up."

Supporting my weight with my hands, I slide my cock almost all the way out of her ass, then slip it back deep within her. Tara closes her eyes tightly, biting her lower lip and making little moaning noises with each thrust.

"Yes... yes... so good," she moans. "Fuck me, fuck my tight little ass. Faster, please, faster."

I close my own eyes and speed up the pace, revelling in the sensation. I can feel that her ass has adjusted to me, although she's still extremely tight.

Tara forces one of her hands between our bodies to rub her clit. "Please, don't stop. Fuck my ass, just like you're doing. Oh god, that's good."

I don't say anything, but continue my thrusting, marvelling at the reactions of the beautiful teen beneath me. Her chest becomes flushed, pink with excitement, and her breathing accelerates. Suddenly she cries out, "Oh god, I'm coming!" and her whole body tenses up.

The excitement of the moment, the tightness, and the kinkiness of fucking her in the ass sets me off. "I'm coming too!" I groan, just as I start to explode.

"Yes, come for me, teacher. Come in my ass!" she cries.

As my orgasm subsides I awkwardly collapse on top of her. She strokes my ass and back gently in silence.

We eventually clean up and lay together still naked. She tells me about a book she's reading, although I'm in too deep of a state of bliss to remember much of what she says. Eventually my stomach rumbles from hunger.

"You should eat some dinner," she tells me with a giggle. "Sadly, that involves you putting clothes on and covering up that sexy body.

I gather my clothes and redress myself as she watches. "You were wonderful," she tells me. "Thank you for fucking my ass."

"So... do you want my number?" she asks. "You know, in case you ever want to get together again sometime?" she continues, hopefully.

"I'd love that," I respond, kissing her lips. "I'd be disappointed if this was a one time thing."

Stb6060@aol.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Home," Tim replied with a cold tone in his voice. He picked himself up off the floor of his master's apartment and headed out the door. The youngster had his mask off, yet all of his other attire was still the same. His black hair was long enough in the front to hide his silver grey eyes. He zipped up his trenchcoat all the way up and tipped his hat down so that the collar and rim would hide more of his face. As he closed the door behind him, he distinctively heard his master continue scowling him. No matter... whatever 'gift' his master recieved, it did not concern him in the least... at least that was what he thought...

*****

"Yeah, didn't get a chance to tell him, the little shit," the aged assassin smirked into the phone. He crushed his cigarette into the ash tray as he talked. "I swear, kids these days are getting bolder! You'd think they'd... what's that? Ah, shut it..."

*****

The young assassin stood in front of his apartment building. A fifty storey building housing over five thousand different people. It was timber-red in colour with greyish balconies and black frames around the windows and doors. He looked up at the top of the building where he was sure his room was in. His room number was 5011.

The elevator ride up was mostly eventless save for a couple kids rushing in on the third floor. They pressed all the buttons leading to all floors, making the trip up even slower. Tim left the elevator and took the second one up.

The music was boring, too.

As soon as he reached his floor, he got off the elevator and headed down the hall. Take a left turn... right turn... go all the way to the end.

Jingle

He poked his key into the keyslot and turned. He pushed open the door to his single room apartment. It was just the way he had left it: lifeless. He had three kinds of furniture and electronic equipment: television set, bed, and coffee table. The kitchen was completely empty save for a pot and a pan. He opened up the refridgerator revealing only an expired carton of milk. He took the carton of milk and dropped it into the trashcan. Now the fridge was empty. Some grocery shopping was in order.

Knock Knock

Who's there? Tim thought to himself as he approached the door. Strange... perhaps it was just a salesperson or something, but... he had to make sure. His line of work involved making quite a few number of enemies. He looked through the peep-hole, finding no one. Suspicious, but not casting away the possiblitie that it was just some kinds pulling a prank, he leaned against the wall next to the front door.

He reached his left hand into his pocket where his knife was as he stretched his right hand to touch the doorknob. He turned the knob, then cautiously opened it up a crack to look outside. He pushed his right foot to open the door the rest of the way.

No one.

He looked down.

"Um... he... hello..." a strange young girl was kneeling there, looking up at Tim. "I'm... I... hello..."

Tim blinked as he looked down at this stranger. The girl looked to be about the same age as himself. She had light brown hair and grassy dark green eyes. She had very well-tanned looking skin and appeared to have a very small body frame. What truly mattered the most, however, was the way she was dressed.

Tim blinked again.

"Please, can I... can I please come in? It's cold out here," the young girl begged as she shivered in the hallway. Well no wonder she was cold, she was naked! She wore 5 inch heel shoes and a red ribbon around her neck. Her wrists were tied behind her back by even more ribbon, causing her pierced B-cup breasts to jut out. On each of her nipples, she wore gold rings that looked like they couldn't be removed without cutting anything. Her ankles were hobbled together by a third string of ribbon.

"....." Tim simply nodded his head with a dull expression on his face. He used the knife in his pocket to cut the ribbons between the girl's feet and wrists. Afterwards, he help the stranger to her feet and into his apartment. Once they were inside and the door was closed, he motioned for the girl to sit on the couch. Once she did, the young assassin began his questions, "who?"

"Who? Um... Mr. Biggs... he... he told me I had to... I..." the young girl would had probably cried if she wasn't surprised by the question. "That I belong to you, now."

Mr. Biggs... Tim remembered that man as the previous client he worked for. Well... that explained a bit. He took out his cellphone and called his Shihfu. Time for the ol' gun slinger to explain what's going on.

"Hello? Hey, Tim! Did you get the gift, yet?" The aged assassin asked with a chuckle. "Heard she's top-notch material!"

"Shihfu, what the hell?" Tim asked.

"What? I thought you'd appreciate some-"

"What the hell?"

"-some fine pussy every once in a while," the older assassin continued. "You see, I was a bit skeptical when that Biggs fellow wanted to pay in another way. When I first found out what the other payment method was, I immediately thought of you!"

"What the hell?"

"Hey, if you continue the way you do, you'll probably end up like a monk or something. Live your life for once! Have some fun! You're only young once, you know!"

"What the hell?"

"Oh! Gotta go! Duty calls, ya know? Enjoy!"

Click

"....." Tim looked down at his cellphone with an icy glare in his eyes. He set it down on the coffee table for he was tempted to break it. He turned towards the girl whom was apparently his new slave. He turned away and headed out the door, "there's extra clothes in the closet along with ten dollars. If you value your life, stay hidden and don't mention your slave life to anyone."

"Wait, are you kicking me out?" The girl's eyes widened as soon as she heard those words. She immediately got to her feet with a shocked expression on her face.

"You're free. What's the problem?" Tim asked as he looked over his shoulder to regard the girl.

"I... it's just that... please don't kick me out! I've no where else to go!" The girl exclaimed as she grabbed hold of the young assassin's arm. "I can't go back! I have no one to turn to anymore. Please! Your... your master told me this was the safest place I could ever be!"

"What do you mean," Tim asked as he turned around to face the nearly crying girl.

"They... those bastards... I'm sorry, please don't tell them I called them that... but... I'm a wanted criminal because of them! No one'd believe me even if I told them. Even if I leave this room, they'd just find a way to track me down, again. Even worse, they'll punish me because you rejected me. My parents... they're both dead and... and..."

"... do whatever you want!" Tim grunted angrily as he shrugged off the slave girl. He had other business to deal with anyway and none of them involved babysitting. What was his Shihfu thinking?

With that in mind, he walked out the door, slamming it shut behind him. The door was locked shut leaving the strange girl all alone in this new strange place.

"Please... I've no where else..." the slave girl fell to her knees and sobbed.

Sarah took off her t-shirt as Emma knelt in front of her, sliding her tight black pants to the floor. Sarah stepped out of them, and turned to face the guys. She was wearing only a white thong, brown ankle boots, and little white anklet socks. She walked over to me, standing while Emma sat down behind her on the bed. Sarah bent over at the waist putting her hands on my thighs. She slid them up to the obvious bulge.
“I see like what you've seen. I bet you want to be jacking off right now," Sarah teased seductively.
“Yes, please,” I looked at Emma. Her eyes peeked out above Sarah's shapely ass. I couldn't see her mouth, but I could tell she was smiling.
Emma pulled her friend's thong to the side and began lapping at her pussy lips. Sarah feigned a surprised gasp, as she looked over her shoulder.
“Why, Emma! Whatever are you doing?"
Emma caressed Sarah's taut ass. "Well Sarah, I'm showing you how much I like having you as my sister," she replied with an equally feigned tone before going back to her oral duties.
Sarah smiled and winked at me, and she eyed the hard cock in front of her, but quickly all her attention was taken by the sensation in her pussy.
“ Oh, yeah, Emm... that feels good... yeah, like that... lick me."
Her words were all real this time. Emma had the flat of her tongue on Sarah's shaved cunt, and was licking up and down, catching her clit with each pass. Emma began probing the tip of her tongue past the labia, and into Sarah's puss. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head.
“ Oh GOD, that feels so good."
Emma was caressing her Sarah’s body as she pleasured her. Beautiful round ass, sexy slim legs, perfect breasts hanging there. Emma briefly stopped licking.
“I’m getting SO WET!"
She caressed her own body as she was doing Sarah with her tongue. Cupping and rubbing her own breasts. Caressing her abdomen... thighs... inside thighs... crotch.
Her service to Sarah was having the desired effect, as evidenced by her moans. She could tell that her beautiful sister was coming close to orgasm. Sarah's eyes were closed and she was now masturbating me.
Emma grabbed Sarah's thighs and used them for leverage as she moved her head forward and back, thrusting her tongue in and out of her sisters tight cunt.
“ SHHHHIT, YES!" Sarah screamed, "Don't stop, and please don't stop. Do it like that. Tongue-fuck me!"
Sarah's long hair and small breasts swayed in rhythm with Emma's head.
She moaned louder, "Uuuunnnnhhh.... uuunnnnnhh.... OOOOOHHHH... I'M CUMMING!!!"
She stopped stroking me, simply holding my cock tightly as she climaxed. As her orgasm began to subside, Emma brought her back down by kissing and licking her ass and legs.
“MY TURN!" Emma jumped up and yelled.

I reached into the bed cabinet and took out the red vibrator they both knew.
Emma started to unbuckle her belt. "Wait a minute. Turn around." Sarah spoke gently to her sister.

Emma did so and Sarah hugged her from behind, reaching around and undoing her belt, button, and zipper. "Now bend over a bit. I want Steve to see your tight little bum."
I had a view from the side as Sarah peeled her dark-grey jeans from her body. She turned her so O would have a clear view of her back side. No panties. Not even a thong was in the way.
“Doesn’t she have the cutest little ass?" Sarah asked as she rubbed Emma's cheeks. I nodded in agreement, my unattended cock still at attention.
Emma stepped up onto the bed and turned around. She wore nothing but midcalf-length boots and a tight dark-brown V-neck top with a thin gold necklace and bauble. Emma's petite body was enough to get me masturbating again. Slim hips, sexy legs. She spread her feet shoulder-width apart. Her little tuft of hair was trimmed into narrow strip, and her clit slightly protruded through her pussy lips.
Sarah sat below her leaned her head back between Emma's legs. She reached her tongue up and flicked it across her clit a few times. Emma's body shivered.
Sarah went back to the prepared dialogue. "So Emma... what do you want me to do? With you standing there like that?"
Emma was too aroused to play along. "I don't care... anything... lick me, finger me... do whatever you want."
Sarah gently rubbed Emma's clitoris, then slowly slid the vibrator which I had given her up into Emma’s cunt. Emma had been holding her breath, and she let out an erotic moaning exhale. She spread her legs a bit more.
Sarah leaned back again, and licked Emma's clit as she fucked her. Emma's body tensed up and she caressed her breasts, abdomen, and ass as she focused on the dual sensations that were being given to her. She panted, "Ohhhh... ohhhh... oh that's good. Oh yeah, Just like that. Oh."
She was coming closer to climax, and Sarah turned around to kneel on the bed in front of her. She banged the vibrator hard up and down between Emma's legs. Emma looked down at her, and their eyes locked for a moment. Emma raised up on her tip-toes and held Sarah's head in place.
“ Lick it, Sarah. Lick it. Now suck it. Suck my clit. Yeah... yeah... and fuck my pussy. Put it all the way in."
Sarah followed her directions. She wanted this to be the best orgasm her sister ever had.
Emma's head was up, eyes closed. Her beautiful mouth was open, but pulsing slightly closed with each panting breath, like a fish out of water. I could tell Emma was certainly in her element. The girls were giving me the most erotically beautiful image man had seen.
Emma was hanging on the edge of an orgasm. Her body was tense and slightly shaking.

Sarah rammed the vibrator hard into Emma. So hard she screamed, then suddenly she let go, and came, screaming Sarah's name.
She nearly fell, but Sarah caught her, and continued rubbing her clit, slower and slower, to bring her sister down. Emma's body was weak, and Sarah helped her down off the bed. She stood, holding her, kissing her head and brushing Emma's hair from her eyes.
“You ok, sweetie? Liked that, did you?"
All Emma could pant was, "Oh yeah. Wow!" She regained her breath, and tried to clear her head and come back to earth.
I looked and said, “This hard-on isn't going away on its own."
“ Oh all right," Sarah replied, "What do you want to do?"
“ I want to cum on Emma."
Emma gave that shy little look when she loved a complement. "I was pretty hot, wasn't I? Ok, but let me take off my top. I don't want to get anything on it." She removed her tight shirt.
“What about your bra, Emma?" Sarah asked.
“Eh. Steve can cum on it. It's a throw-away. So are we talking breasts, stomach, what?"
“ Oh, all right," Emma whined, "So now what?"
“ Well, lay on the bed," Sarah directed, "and I'll get him off."
Emma lay on her back across the table. "So I just lie here?"
I got slowly up and knelt by the side of Emma's head. Sarah stood beside me and started stroking my cock. Emma looked up at the thick dick above her face, and licking her lips, began rubbing her clit. Sarah talked dirty while jacking me off.
“Isn’t she beautiful? Look at those blue eyes. Perfect features. Look at that gorgeous face. You just want to cum on it, don't you? Wouldn't she be more beautiful with your cum on her face?"
Sarah could tell by the throbbing that I was about to cum. She pointed my cock down at Emma and jacked it faster. Emma laid there eyes closed, stroking her pussy, unaware of the impending facial. I let go and gave several strong spurts of cum across her face. When I was done, I fell back.
She kept stroking me and continued, "So you liked seeing Emma get eaten out by a woman, huh? Especially since it was me? She tasted so good," Sarah said, almost whispering as she gave me another hand job.
"Oh Sarah," Emma moaned as she fingered herself.
Sarah continued. "Remember that when you saw Emma all thin and sexy, just a few weeks ago you wanted to fuck her then, didn't you. I know you did. I bet you never thought you'd ever see me eating her pussy."

I was groaning in pleasure at the memory.
“But look at her now. Look how hot she is. She's so horny. She wants it; she wants you to cum on her. Look at that gorgeous little raven-haired slut. Maybe she'll even let you cum in her mouth."
Emma had brought herself very close to orgasm. "My mouth... I want it in my mouth..."
I leaned over her, getting the head of my cock close to Emma's open mouth. Sarah kept whispering and stroking me.
“Can you cum for me, baby? Can you cum in Emma's mouth? I want to see you cum in her mouth. Look at her waiting for you... it's Emma... you want to do this for her... now cum, baby... can you cum? Can you cum for Emma?"
Just then, Emma climaxed, screaming. At this, I shot an entire load into her mouth. Emma sucked the head, getting every drop out, her orgasm just beginning to subside.
Emma headed to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower. I've got boy-cum on me," she teased.
As Sarah closed the door behind her sister. She turned. Looked at me, and my hardening cock. She bent over and said “Go on. Shove it right up my pussy.”

I moved behind her and opening her pink slit I heaved in to her.

“Oh..Fucking hell…..” she said.

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