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It was raining when I woke up the future morning. The rainwater tapping gently against the windowpane in my bedroom, wind shaking the trees in the backyard. It was one of those sidereal day where I wanted to curl up in bed and read, cozy and warm up under the covers. But unfortunately at 17 I still needed to go to school. As quickly as I could I scurried into the bathroom and turned on the shower, closing the lavatory doorway to keep the steam in. Hopefully it would wake the room up a little and hire away my shiver.

I showered quickly, knowing ma well enough to fuck she didn't like to drive in this weather. She would want to forget a few proceedings early for the driveway to schoolhouse. I dried off, the gentle cotton of the towel rasping against my skin. For a change, I braided my tomentum, Katnis Everdeen fashion. I knew my curl would be no match against the pelting and dampness all day. Throwing on a cleanly washed and ironed undifferentiated I walked down the stairs.

This morning there was no au revoir blow job at the bottom of the steps. Instead I found Daddy alone, searching for ‘ the well umbrella'in the coat closet. Today he was wearing a slate grey courting and a dark blue shirt, setting off the colouring of his eyes. He was so handsome. The cause fit him just right, tight in all the right office. He way it cupped his ass had me tilting my top dog to get a beneficial eyeful as he rummaged in the loo.

"C'bare pretty female child, papa's in a Rush this morning time,"he said, hand outstretched towards me.

I skipped to him, leaning against his body when he pulled me close. He leaned down and placed his lips on mine again and kissed me. He wasted no time this morning easing me into it, thrusting his tongue in my mouth, dueling with my own. I whimpered into his mouth when I felt his hand coast under my skirt to cup my ass. After what felt like a few minutes he gave it one last squeezing and pulled back.

"I don't want to hear about you not tending to your cunny all day again, do you discover me immature lady ?"he said sternly.

"Yes dad !"I replied earnestly,"I'll be adept, I promise !"

He nodded and I watched him jog to his car quickly through the rain. It was really coming down out there.

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At school day that day I learned about how Christopher Columbus really wasn't that great of a guy in story and then about how AP statistics would help me throughout my whole life. So far this year we had heard more about how utilitarian statistics were than actually learning how to use them. By dejeuner fourth dimension the violent storm had gotten worse, the brightness level flickering occasionally at the school. discussion spread that there might even be an early dismissal but I was no stranger to those types of rumors. Unless the buses couldn't parkway on the roads and the Light Within were off, we'd be leaving at our unconstipated 3:30pm release time.

I was pleasantly surprised to recover that gym course was canceled. We clearly couldn't go outside to the soccer field as planned and the boy's gym course was using the weight room. With an fabrication going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck being ‘ supervised'in the girls'locker way. By supervised they meant that Mrs. John Davys would sit in the office attached to the locker room and find out The knight bachelor while we hung out until the bell rang.

My pussy starting to itch from not having tending all day so I went into the bathroom area, choosing the shoemaker's last stall in the back. I sat on the lav, pulled my scanty down and lifted up my skirt. I had just started to reach down to finger my clit when I heard moaning coming from another stall. Was another girl masturbating too ?

"Oh yea, do it harder !"I heard, the voice breathy and high pitched.

"Yea ticker it ! Pump it skillful !"it continued.

I licked my fingers and felt my cunny, hot to the touch as I tried to place the articulation.

"Oh my Goooood ! You've got four in ! Oh God it feels good. Keep going !"it said.

I knew that vox. It was Melia ! My Quaker. She was clearly being fingered, and with four finger's breadth no LE !

"You're going to take me cum,"she said desperately."Oh God you're gon na make me squirt !"

And then a pant that I thought was the startle of her climax changed to a cry of protestation.

"No, no ! It won't fit ! Don't ! Don't push it iiiinnnnn-uuuugggghhh !"

She was grunting and crying out, I couldn't William Tell if it was from delight or pain. Either way, I rubbed my clit faster, my pussy positively soaked.

"Ugh ! Fuck epicene ! Ugh ! You're ! Ugh ! Fisting ! Ugh ! Meeeee !"she squealed.

pantywaist ? ! She was taking a whole fist up her twat ? ! Her twin Sister's fist ? ! Wow, my mind was in overdrive, delight pulsing through my consistency as I almost immediately came from the thought. My twat clenching and my clit throbbing I moaned, riding the wave until my clit was too sensative. The grunting continued for a few Thomas More minutes and then I heard Melia yell that she was cumming.

"Oh yea, fleece me !"I heard, this clip from her sister Lisa.

I took some tissue and wiped my pussy so that my juices wouldn't chafe my inner thigh and flushed the toilet. I left the carrel and went to wash off my hired hand in the sink. Behind me another stall threshold opened and Lisa came out. She was opening and closing her hand. Spreading her finger's breadth across-the-board and then closing them into a fist.

"She took it, she finally took it !"Lisa said excitedly, raising her fist in the air in victory.

I laughed at her trick and smiled as she held the booth door open.

"face !"she said, gesturing to the stall.

I moved closer so I could see inside and saw Melia sprawled on the stool. Her branch were spread wide-cut, her skirt bunched at the waist and her panty hanging sadly around one articulatio talocruralis. Her head was leaning against the wall, taking deep breathing space after what had to stimulate been a monster sexual climax. Her dirty blonde hair matted with exertion. What shocked me though was her knock off pussycat. It was red and engorged, leaking a piffling clear fluid down over her asshole. Her snatch hole was stretched and gaping so that I could actually see into the diminished dark tunnel.

"Fuck,"I breathed out as I looked at her bust up pussy.

"She went fucking crazy for it when I forced it in,"Lisa explained, clearly excited by their acquirement."She squirted everywhere !"

Lisa gestured to her uniform which I now noticed was soaked, making her white shirt see through. I licked my lips, her bosom looked effective. Melia groaned, distracting me from my thoughts.

"You okay sissy ?"Lisa asked her, kneeling down by Melia's face.

Melia nodded and reached down to find her stretched gob. She made a whining noise when she felt how afford she was.

"What's the issue ? Do you want to a greater extent ?"Lisa asked, clearly ignoring that it was a cry of discomfort and disbelief versus being horny.

Without waiting for an result from her counterpart, Lisa made a clenched fist and brought it up to Melia's twat. genus Melia started shaking her head no but Lisa wasn't paying any aid. Her gaze was fixated on the closed fist pressing into her babe's gaping golf hole. Melia's pussy didn't want to let it in again. Lisa just pushed harder, changing tactics and trying to twist it back and Forth River to spiral it into genus Melia's eubstance.

I glanced up to Melia's face and met her pale putting green eyes. I held them as she stared into mine, grimacing and breathing sound as her Sister forced her deal inside. Without breaking eye inter-group communication I knew the moment it popped inside, her pussy giving up its fight against the prominent intrusion. The expression on her face changed instantly from one filled with pain to sweet, sweet relief.

Her heart rolled back and her point fell against the bulwark. I looked down to see her sister pushing her clenched fist as deep as it would go, past her wrist and a few inch of her forearm.

"holy shit,"I said, my vocalization filled with admiration."flavor at her take it ! I didn't know that was possible !"

"Our mother has been trying to fist her for a week now so we can go to the kennel but she's been maxed out at four fingers. I can't wait to go nursing home and distinguish her !"Lisa said excitedly as she pulled back her fist and punched it in again.

She developed a steadfast rhythm as a I watched, fascinated. I couldn't believe you could necessitate something so vauntingly and so bass into your body. When I really thought about it though Lisa's wrist was as thick as Daddy's prick. Was I going to hold to train something that size into my soundbox too ? pilomotor reflex broke out over my torso thinking about it.

A wet slurping noise came from Melia's snatch as Lisa jabbed her fist into her with short jerky motion. Melia was in a United States Department of State of invariable moaning now, her words more gibberish than coherent thoughts. Her face the perfect image of the fine job between agony and pleasure.

The wet audio got louder and Lisa yelled,"Oh yea sissy ! Here we go ! Cum ! CUM !"

She pumped her fist so fast it was almost a blur, her elbow moving at a blinding pace. Just then a exculpated fluid started shooting out of genus Melia's pussy. sanctum Irish bull ! Was it so much that she was peeing ?

"Yaaaaaasssss !"Lisa cried, leaning down with her sass opened wide-cut to trance some of the liquid.

With every poke of her arm more fluid shot out. It gushed over Lisa's forearm and down over Melia's taint. Once it stopped Lisa slowed her crusade down and finally ended her rape, pulling her fist carefully out of her twin. Lisa reached up and patted her sister's nerve with her dry manus.

"You gon na make it sis ?"she said with a laugh.

Melia nodded and started to sit up straight on the toilet, fixing her dress as best she could. Lisa stood up and once she saw that Melia was okay, walked over to the sump to wash her hands.

"That was insane !"I whispered to Melia,"Are you ok ?"I asked her.

She just smiled at me.

"That looked brutal but you came so difficult !"I said.

She nodded and stood up, her legs a little shaky, still mute.

"Well did you like it or not ! ?"I said, exasperated.

"You'll see soon enough for yourself,"she said and winked at me.

Without another password Melia walked up to her twin, grabbed the back of her head and crushed her mouthpiece onto Lisa's. I left the bathroom as they passionately made out, genus Melia's hands reaching up to purloin and rick Lisa's nipples cruelly. Twins were weird.

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When Mommy picked me up from shoal I was pleased to be capable to tell her that not only did I cum at school day but I also got to watch about fisting. She was pleased and asked me to enjoin her about it. I filled her in and told her about all the liquid state that shot out of genus Melia and asked her if it was pee. It didn't smell like pee but it was the only if way I could make sense of it.

"Oh honey, that's called squirting !"she explained patiently."There's a smudge inside your vagina called the g-spot that when you rub it makes you force out fluid. It's a take in fluid that's mostly water. Some say it tastes a little bit like salty lemons."

"So that's like a girlfriend's cum ?"I asked, fascinated.

"Yes babe missy ! It doesn't occur every time but when we go to the beauty salon next week they'll display you all about it,"she promised.

We rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence and when we pulled up to the house she didn't pull into the driveway. I looked at her and raised my eyebrow in question.

"Mommy's going to travel to her personal trainer this afternoon and won't be home until after dinner. Peter had an opening and knew I wouldn't passing up another stretching,"she said.

I nodded in understanding. mama loved to stay trim and fit.

"You and Daddy will have to stand for yourselves for dinner, I'll be home around 7:30pm !"

She waved as she pulled away, I jogged quickly up the driveway and let myself in to the business firm. I had a dyad of hour before daddy came house to figure out what to ca-ca for dinner for us. Another cum and a nap sounded just about perfect right now.

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"Missy !"

I jolted awake. I blinked my eyes open and looked at the clock on my nightstand next to my bed. It was seven o'clock. I had napped way longer than I meant to.

"missy !"

Daddy was yelling from downstairs, sounding pretty annoyed. I jumped out of bed and quickly rain downstairs, re-braiding my hair as I went. In my quietus it had started to scratch and fall apart.

"Hi daddy !"I said cheerfully, a big smile on my face, finding him in the kitchen.

"Where's mammy ?"he asked, his eye roaming up and down my body, staring and not moving from my depress half.

I looked down to see what he was looking at. In my precipitation to get downstairs I had forgotten to get dressed. When I played with my cunny after school I took off my skirt and panties so they wouldn't get wet and be in the way. Before I fell asleep, exhausted from my cum thinking about the flavor on genus Melia's facial expression as her pussy gave way to the clenched fist, I had removed my bra but kept my button down consistent shirt on. No miss likes to sleep in a bra.

I was only wearing the short white shirt that came with my uniform. My bald slit and wooden leg exposed to my Daddy's stare.

Oh. My. Gosh.

I froze, not knowing what to do. I looked up at him, my typeface heating with a blush. My teat tightened and got hard, my cunny started to moisten.

"Daddy ?"I asked, trying to get him to meet my eyes.

He hadn't taken them off of my little cunny.

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