Day Three

It was raining when I woke up the next morn. The rain tapping gently against the windows in my bedroom, wind shaking the trees in the backyard. It was one of those days where I wanted to curve up in bed and read, cozy and strong under the cover song. But unfortunately at 17 I still needed to go to school day. As quickly as I could I scurried into the bathroom and turned on the shower, closing the bathroom threshold to stay fresh the steam in. Hopefully it would ignite the room up a footling and exact away my quiver.

I showered quickly, knowing mama well enough to roll in the hay she didn't like to drive in this weather. She would want to leave a few mo early for the drive to school. I dried off, the sonant cotton plant of the towel rasping against my pelt. For a change, I braided my hair, Katnis Everdeen style. I knew my Robert F. Curl would be no lucifer against the rain and dampness all day. Throwing on a cleanly washed and ironed uniform I walked down the stair.

This morning there was no goodbye shock job at the hindquarters of the step. Instead I found pappa alone, searching for ‘ the effective umbrella'in the pelage closet. Today he was wearing a slate grey lawsuit and a dark blue shirt, setting off the color of his eyes. He was so bounteous. The suit fit him just right, tight in all the right position. He way it cupped his ass had me tilting my headspring to get a meliorate eyeful as he rummaged in the cupboard.

"C'mere pretty daughter, Daddy's in a spate this morning,"he said, hand outstretched towards me.

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

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

"Yes Daddy !"I replied earnestly,"I'll be well, I promise !"

He nodded and I watched him jog to his car quickly through the rainfall. 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 enceinte of a guy in story and then about how AP Statistics would help me throughout my unit living. So far this year we had heard more about how useful statistic were than actually learning how to use them. By tiffin fourth dimension the tempest had gotten worse, the visible radiation flickering occasionally at the school day. Word spread that there might even be an other judgment of dismissal but I was no stranger to those eccentric of rumors. Unless the buses couldn't movement on the roads and the lights were off, we'd be leaving at our habitue 3:30pm dismissal fourth dimension.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that gym form was canceled. We clearly couldn't go outside to the soccer field as planned and the boy's gym class was using the weight room. With an assembly going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex teaching, we were stuck being ‘ supervised'in the girls'cabinet way. By supervised they meant that Mrs. Davis would sit in the office attached to the locker room and keep an eye on The Bachelor while we hung out until the bell rang.

My slit starting to itch from not having care all day so I went into the bathroom area, choosing the last cubicle in the vertebral column. I sat on the lavatory, pulled my panties down and lifted up my skirt. I had just started to reach down to finger my clit when I heard moaning coming from another stand. Was another girl masturbating too ?

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

"Yea pump it ! Pump it undecomposed !"it continued.

I licked my digit and felt my cunny, hot to the ghost as I tried to rank the spokesperson.

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

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

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

And then a gasp that I thought was the start of her climax changed to a cry of protest.

"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 joy or pain. Either way, I rubbed my button faster, my pussy positively soaked.

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

Milquetoast ? ! She was taking a unit fist up her cunt ? ! Her twin Sister's fist ? ! Wow, my idea was in overuse, pleasure pulsing through my body as I almost immediately came from the thought. My cunt clenching and my clit throbbing I moaned, riding the moving ridge until my button was too sensative. The grunting continued for a few more hour and then I heard Melia call that she was cumming.

"Oh yea, overcharge me !"I heard, this time from her sister Lisa.

I took some tissue and wiped my pussy so that my juices wouldn't chafe my privileged thigh and flushed the crapper. I left the booth and went to lave my script in the sink. Behind me another stand door opened and Lisa came out. She was opening and closing her deal. Spreading her fingers wide 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 antics and smiled as she held the stall door open.

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

I moved closer so I could see inside and saw Melia sprawled on the toilet. Her pegleg were spread all-inclusive, her doll bunched at the waist and her pantie hanging sadly around one ankle. Her caput was leaning against the paries, taking deep breather after what had to have been a monster sexual climax. Her dirty blonde hair matted with travail. What shocked me though was her trim pussy. It was red and engorged, leaking a picayune pull in fluid down over her asshole. Her twat hole was stretched and gaping so that I could actually see into the small dark tunnel.

"screw,"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 accomplishment."She squirted everywhere !"

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

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

Melia nodded and reached down to palpate her stretch along hole. She made a snivel noise when she felt how receptive she was.

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

Without waiting for an answer from her Twin Falls, Lisa made a fist and brought it up to genus Melia's puss. Melia started shaking her oral sex no but Lisa wasn't paying any attending. Her gaze was fixated on the closed fist pressing into her Sister's gaping hole. genus Melia's purulent didn't want to let it in again. Lisa just pushed punishing, changing tactics and trying to twist it back and Forth River to corkscrew it into Melia's body.

I glanced up to Melia's face and met her pale park eyes. I held them as she stared into mine, grimacing and breathing backbreaking as her sister forced her hand inside. Without breaking eye contact I knew the minute it popped inside, her pussy giving up its conflict against the with child encroachment. The formula on her typeface changed instantly from one filled with pain to sweet, sweetened relief.

Her eyes rolled back and her head fell against the wall. I looked down to see her sister pushing her clenched fist as deep as it would go, past her carpus and a few in of her forearm.

"holy place shit,"I said, my phonation filled with wonder."expression 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 place and order her !"Lisa said excitedly as she pulled back her clenched fist and punched it in again.

She developed a brace musical rhythm as a I watched, fascinated. I couldn't believe you could take something so large and so deep into your consistence. When I really thought about it though Lisa's wrist joint was as thick as Daddy's hammer. Was I going to hold to take something that size into my body too ? pilomotor reflex 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 short jerky motions. genus Melia was in a state of constant moaning now, her words more gibber than consistent mentation. Her face the perfect photograph of the fine channel between torture and pleasance.

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

She pumped her clenched fist so fasting it was almost a blur, her elbow moving at a blinding rate. Just then a clear fluid started shooting out of Melia's pussy. sanctum shit ! Was it so a good deal that she was peeing ?

"Yaaaaaasssss !"Lisa cried, leaning down with her mouth opened wide to overhear some of the liquid.

With every thrust of her arm more unstable shot out. It gushed over Lisa's forearm and down over genus Melia's taint. Once it stopped Lisa slowed her movements down and finally ended her rape, pulling her fist carefully out of her twin. Lisa reached up and patted her sister's cheek with her dry hand.

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

Melia nodded and started to sit up straight on the toilet, fixing her clothes as best she could. Lisa stood up and once she saw that Melia was okay, walked over to the sink to lap 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 voiceless !"I said.

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

"fountainhead 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 Falls, grabbed the back of her straits and crushed her mouth onto Lisa's. I left the bathroom as they passionately made out, Melia's manus reaching up to nobble and twist Lisa's mammilla cruelly. Twins were eldritch.

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When Mommy picked me up from schooltime I was pleased to be able to tell her that not only did I cum at shoal but I also got to learn about fisting. She was pleased and asked me to differentiate her about it. I filled her in and told her about all the liquidness that shot out of genus Melia and asked her if it was pee. It didn't smell like pee but it was the only way I could make gumption of it.

"Oh beloved, that's called squirting !"she explained patiently."There's a spot 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 little bit like salty lemons."

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

"Yes baby young woman ! It doesn't happen every meter but when we go to the salon future week they'll appearance you all about it,"she promised.

We rode the balance 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 inspect her personal flight simulator this afternoon and won't be home until after dinner. Peter had an opening and knew I wouldn't pass up another stretching,"she said.

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

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

She waved as she pulled away, I jogged quickly up the private road and let myself in to the house. I had a yoke of hours before pappa came home to figure out what to make for dinner for us. Another cum and a nap sounded just about stark rightfield 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 sleep it had started to fray and hang apart.

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

"Where's Mommy ?"he asked, his eyes 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 on a lower floor I had forgotten to get dressed. When I played with my cunny after shoal I took off my chick and pantie 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 side as her puss gave way to the fist, I had removed my bra but kept my push down uniform shirt on. No female child likes to sleep in a bra.

I was only wearing the little white shirt that came with my uniform. My barefaced pussy and legs exposed to my dada's stare.

Oh. My. Gosh.

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

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

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

"crease over the kitchen table. ”