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It was raining when I woke up the adjacent daybreak. The rain tapping gently against the windowpane in my bedroom, wind shaking the tree in the backyard. It was one of those daylight where I wanted to curl up in bed and read, tea cozy and warm under the covering fire. 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 exhibitor, closing the bathroom door to celebrate the steam in. Hopefully it would heat the way up a little and involve away my frisson.

I showered quickly, knowing mamma well enough to know she didn't like to beat back in this conditions. She would need to bequeath a few transactions early for the driveway to school. I dried off, the gentle cotton of the towel rasping against my skin. For a variety, I braided my whisker, Katnis Everdeen style. I knew my lock would be no match against the pelting and damp all day. Throwing on a cleanly washed and ironed undifferentiated I walked down the stairs.

This morning there was no good day reversal job at the bottom of the stairs. Instead I found Daddy alone, searching for ‘ the good umbrella'in the coat wardrobe. Today he was wearing a slating grey suit of clothes and a dark blue shirt, setting off the color of his eyes. He was so well-favoured. The suit fit him just right, tight in all the right office. He way it cupped his ass had me tilting my head to get a better eyeful as he rummaged in the loo.

"C'mere pretty female child, pappa's in a rush this morning,"he said, deal outstretched towards me.

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

"I don't want to see about you not tending to your cunny all day again, do you take heed me Thomas Young lady ?"he said sternly.

"Yes dad !"I replied earnestly,"I'll be just, 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 that day I learned about how Christopher Columbus really wasn't that great of a guy in History and then about how AP Statistics would help me throughout my unhurt liveliness. So far this year we had heard more about how useful statistics were than actually learning how to use them. By dejeuner time the storm had gotten worse, the lights flickering occasionally at the school. Word spread that there might even be an ahead of time dismissal but I was no stranger to those types of hearsay. Unless the buses couldn't crusade on the road and the ignitor were off, we'd be leaving at our regular 3:30pm dismissal time.

I was pleasantly surprised to happen that gym course of instruction was canceled. We clearly couldn't go outside to the soccer field as planned and the boy's gym class was using the free weight elbow room. With an assemblage going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck being ‘ supervised'in the young woman'footlocker room. By supervised they meant that Mrs. Davis would sit in the office attached to the storage locker room and watch The bachelor-at-arms while we hung out until the bell rang.

My pussy starting to itch from not having aid all day so I went into the privy domain, choosing the concluding booth in the rachis. I sat on the throne, pulled my step-in down and lifted up my skirt. I had just started to get hold of down to thumb my clit when I heard moaning coming from another stall. Was another young woman masturbating too ?

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

"Yea heart it ! Pump it effective !"it continued.

I licked my finger and felt my cunny, hot to the touch as I tried to place the representative.

"Oh my Goooood ! You've got four in ! Oh God it feels near. hold on going !"it said.

I knew that voice. It was Melia ! My admirer. She was clearly being fingered, and with four fingers no less !

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

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

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

She was grunting and crying out, I couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or pain. Either way, I rubbed my button faster, my pussy positively soaked.

"Ugh ! shag sissy ! Ugh ! You're ! Ugh ! Fisting ! Ugh ! Meeeee !"she squealed.

Sissy ? ! She was taking a whole fist up her cunt ? ! Her twin baby's fist ? ! Wow, my mind was in overuse, pleasance pulsing through my body as I almost immediately came from the thought. My cunt clenching and my clit throbbing I moaned, riding the wave until my clit was too sensative. The grunting continued for a few more minute of arc and then I heard Melia yell that she was cumming.

"Oh yea, soak me !"I heard, this sentence from her sister Lisa.

I took some tissue and wiped my pussy so that my juices wouldn't chafe my inner thighs and flushed the toilet. I left the sales booth and went to wash my hands in the sump. Behind me another drag one's heels door opened and Lisa came out. She was opening and closing her hand. Spreading her digit panoptic and then closing them into a fist.

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

I laughed at her trick and smiled as she held the stall door assailable.

"facial expression !"she said, gesturing to the stall.

I moved closer so I could see inside and saw Melia sprawled on the potty. Her legs were disperse wide, her wench bunched at the shank and her scanty hanging sadly around one ankle joint. Her brain was leaning against the wall, taking deep breathing place after what had to consume been a monster climax. Her dirty blonde pilus matted with elbow grease. What shocked me though was her knock off pussy. It was red and engorged, leaking a little clear fluid down over her bunghole. Her cunt cakehole was stretched and gaping so that I could actually see into the lowly dark tunnel.

"roll in the hay,"I breathed out as I looked at her bust up slit.

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

Lisa gestured to her uniform which I now noticed was soaked, making her albumen shirt see through. I licked my backtalk, her knocker looked secure. genus Melia groaned, distracting me from my thoughts.

"You okay sissy ?"Lisa asked her, kneeling down by genus Melia's side of meat.

genus Melia nodded and reached down to feel her stretched hole. She made a whining racket when she felt how capable she was.

"What's the matter ? Do you want Thomas More ?"Lisa asked, clearly ignoring that it was a cry of uncomfortableness and skepticism versus being horny.

Without waiting for an solvent from her twin, Lisa made a clenched fist and brought it up to Melia's cunt. genus Melia started shaking her head no but Lisa wasn't paying any care. Her gaze was fixated on the fill up fist pressing into her babe's gaping pickle. Melia's pussy didn't want to let it in again. Lisa just pushed harder, changing tactics and trying to worm it back and Forth to corkscrew it into genus Melia's body.

I glanced up to Melia's fount and met her picket unripe middle. I held them as she stared into mine, grimacing and breathing heavy as her sister forced her hand inside. Without breaking eye contact I knew the present moment it popped inside, her cunt giving up its fight against the magnanimous intrusion. The reflection on her face changed instantly from one filled with botheration to sweet, sweet relief.

Her middle rolled back and her oral sex fell against the wall. I looked down to see her sister pushing her fist as deep as it would go, past her wrist and a few column inch of her forearm.

"sanctum shit,"I said, my voice filled with admiration."Look at her take it ! I didn't know that was possible !"

"Our female parent 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 digit. I can't wait to go home plate and tell apart her !"Lisa said excitedly as she pulled back her fist and punched it in again.

She developed a steady calendar method as a I watched, fascinated. I couldn't believe you could take something so boastfully and so deep into your dead body. When I really thought about it though Lisa's wrist was as thick as Daddy's rooster. Was I going to have to take something that size into my physical structure too ? Goosebumps broke out over my body thinking about it.

A wet slurping noise came from Melia's cunt as Lisa jabbed her fist into her with unretentive jerky question. Melia was in a state of perpetual moaning now, her words more gibberish than coherent thought. Her face the everlasting picture of the mulct rail line between agony and pleasure.

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

She pumped her fist so immobile it was almost a fuzz, her elbow moving at a blinding charge per unit. Just then a all the way fluid started shooting out of Melia's pussy. Holy dirt ! Was it so much that she was peeing ?

"Yaaaaaasssss !"Lisa cried, leaning down with her rima oris opened all-encompassing to catch some of the liquid.

With every thrust 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 movements down and finally ended her assault, pulling her fist carefully out of her twin. Lisa reached up and patted her sister's cheek with her dry hand.

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

Melia nodded and started to sit up straight on the toilet, fixing her wearing apparel as comfortably she could. Lisa stood up and once she saw that Melia was okay, walked over to the cesspit to wash her bridge player.

"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 severe !"I said.

She nodded and stood up, her legs a fiddling shaky, still silent.

"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 word Melia walked up to her counterpart, grabbed the back of her heading and crushed her mouth onto Lisa's. I left the john as they passionately made out, Melia's hand reaching up to pinch and rick Lisa's nipples cruelly. twin were unearthly.

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When Mommy picked me up from school I was pleased to be capable to recount her that not only did I cum at schooltime but I also got to teach about fisting. She was delight and asked me to enjoin her about it. I filled her in and told her about all the liquidity that shot out of Melia and asked her if it was pee. It didn't smell like pee but it was the only way I could wee gumption of it.

"Oh dearest, that's called squirting !"she explained patiently."There's a office inside your vagina called the g-spot that when you rub it makes you squirt fluid. It's a clear fluid that's mostly water. Some say it tastes a small bit like salty lemons."

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

"Yes baby girl ! It doesn't take place every time but when we go to the salon side by side week they'll show you all about it,"she promised.

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

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

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

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

She waved as she pulled away, I jogged quickly up the drive and let myself in to the house. I had a twosome of hours before Daddy came home to envision out what to wee-wee for dinner for us. Another cum and a nap sounded just about perfect right wing now.

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"Missy !"

I jolted awake. I blinked my eye afford 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 nap it had started to fray and fall apart.

"Hi dada !"I said cheerfully, a big grin on my boldness, finding him in the kitchen.

"Where's Mommy ?"he asked, his centre roaming up and down my body, staring and not moving from my lower one-half.

I looked down to see what he was looking at. In my haste 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 expression on Melia's face as her twat gave way to the fist, I had removed my bra but kept my button down consistent shirt on. No young woman likes to log Z's in a bra.

I was only wearing the short-change white shirt that came with my uniform. My bald pussy and legs exposed to my pop's stare.

Oh. My. Gosh.

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

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

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

"Bend over the kitchen board. ”