Day Three

It was raining when I woke up the next morning. The rain tapping gently against the windows in my chamber, wind shaking the trees in the backyard. It was one of those 24-hour interval where I wanted to draw in up in bed and read, cozy and warm 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 bath, closing the toilet room access to sustain the steam in. Hopefully it would wake the room up a little and take away my shiver.

I showered quickly, knowing mama well enough to know she didn't like to force in this atmospheric condition. She would want to leave a few minutes early for the driving force to school. I dried off, the soft cotton fiber of the towel rasping against my skin. For a change, I braided my haircloth, Katnis Everdeen dash. I knew my curlicue would be no equal against the rainfall and damp all day. Throwing on a cleanly washed and ironed uniform I walked down the stairs.

This sunrise there was no good day blow job at the fundament of the step. Instead I found daddy alone, searching for ‘ the trade good umbrella'in the coat closet. Today he was wearing a slate grey suit and a dark blue shirt, setting off the colouring of his eyes. He was so handsome. The suit fit him just right, tight in all the aright places. He way it cupped his ass had me tilting my head to get a better eyeful as he rummaged in the closet.

"C'mere pretty little girl, daddy's in a Benjamin Rush this good morning,"he said, bridge player outstretched towards me.

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

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

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

He nodded and I watched him jog to his car quickly through the pelting. 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 account and then about how AP statistic would help me throughout my unharmed living. So far this year we had heard more about how useful statistics were than actually learning how to use them. By lunch fourth dimension the tempest had gotten worse, the brightness level flickering occasionally at the school. Word spread that there might even be an early on dismissal but I was no unknown to those types of rumors. Unless the motorcoach couldn't drive on the roads and the lights were off, we'd be leaving at our regular 3:30pm discharge clip.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that gym class was canceled. We clearly couldn't go outside to the association football field as planned and the boy's gym class was using the exercising weight room. With an assembly going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck being ‘ supervised'in the girls'locker elbow room. By supervised they meant that Mrs John Davis would sit in the agency attached to the locker room and watch The Bachelor while we hung out until the doorbell rang.

My twat starting to itch from not having care all day so I went into the bath sphere, choosing the last stalling in the back. I sat on the toilet, pulled my panty down and lifted up my skirt. I had just started to attain down to finger 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 good !"it continued.

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

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

I knew that representative. It was Melia ! My booster. She was clearly being fingered, and with four finger no less !

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

And then a gasp that I thought was the head 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 William Tell if it was from delight or pain in the ass. Either way, I rubbed my clit faster, my pussy positively soaked.

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

Sissy ? ! She was taking a entirely fist up her snatch ? ! Her mate sister's fist ? ! Wow, my mind was in overdrive, pleasure pulsing through my consistence 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 minutes and then I heard Melia yell that she was cumming.

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

I took some tissue and wiped my twat so that my juices wouldn't gravel my internal thighs and flushed the potty. I left the stall and went to rinse my hands in the cesspit. Behind me another stall threshold opened and Lisa came out. She was opening and closing her hand. Spreading her finger's breadth wide 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 antics and smiled as she held the stall threshold subject.

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

I moved closer so I could see inside and saw Melia sprawled on the lavatory. Her legs were spread extensive, her skirt bunched at the waist and her panty hanging sadly around one ankle joint. Her head was leaning against the wall, taking rich breathing spell after what had to ingest been a monster climax. Her dirty blond hair matted with sweat. What shocked me though was her shaven pussy. It was red and engorged, leaking a minuscule light up fluid down over her shit. Her cunt hole was stretched and gaping so that I could actually see into the small dark tunnel.

"Fuck,"I breathed out as I looked at her wreck cunt.

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

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

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

Melia nodded and reached down to finger her stretched hole. She made a whining haphazardness when she felt how open she was.

"What's the issue ? Do you desire more than ?"Lisa asked, clearly ignoring that it was a cry of discomfort and disbelief versus being horny.

Without waiting for an answer from her twin, Lisa made a clenched fist and brought it up to Melia's bitch. Melia started shaking her head word no but Lisa wasn't paying any attending. Her gaze was fixated on the closed fist pressing into her sis's gaping hole. Melia's pussy didn't want to let it in again. Lisa just pushed grueling, changing maneuver and trying to twist it back and forth to corkscrew it into genus Melia's body.

I glanced up to genus Melia's face and met her pale cat valium eyes. I held them as she stared into mine, grimacing and breathing heavy as her sister forced her deal inside. Without breaking eye contact lens I knew the moment it popped inside, her pussycat giving up its fight against the large trespass. The look on her face changed instantly from one filled with pain to sweet, sweet assuagement.

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

"Holy shucks,"I said, my voice filled with wonder."tone 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 dog house but she's been maxed out at four fingers. I can't hold to go household and severalise her !"Lisa said excitedly as she pulled back her fist and punched it in again.

She developed a sweetheart rhythm as a I watched, fascinated. I couldn't believe you could charter something so large and so recondite into your soundbox. When I really thought about it though Lisa's wrist was as thick as pa's pecker. Was I going to have to take something that size into my body too ? goose skin broke out over my body thinking about it.

A wet slurping haphazardness came from genus Melia's cunt as Lisa jabbed her clenched fist into her with short jerk apparent motion. Melia was in a state of unceasing moaning now, her watchword more gibberish than coherent intellection. Her face the everlasting picture of the fine line between torment and pleasure.

The wet strait 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 rate. Just then a clear fluid started shooting out of genus Melia's twat. holy dogshit ! Was it so much that she was peeing ?

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

With every thrust of her arm more smooth shot out. It gushed over Lisa's forearm and down over Melia's taint. Once it stopped Lisa slowed her bm down and finally ended her assault, pulling her fist carefully out of her counterpart. Lisa reached up and patted her sister's cheek with her dry deal.

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

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

"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 hard !"I said.

She nodded and stood up, her legs a picayune 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 twin, grabbed the back of her point and crushed her sass onto Lisa's. I left the toilet as they passionately made out, Melia's hands reaching up to pinch and rick Lisa's nipples cruelly. Gemini the Twins were weird.

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When momma picked me up from school I was pleased to be able to tell her that not only did I cum at schooltime but I also got to pick up about fisting. She was pleased and asked me to tell her about it. I filled her in and told her about all the liquid state 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 make sense of it.

"Oh honey, that's called squirting !"she explained patiently."There's a post inside your vagina called the g-spot that when you rub it makes you squeeze out fluid. It's a clear fluid that's mostly H2O. Some say it tastes a minuscule bit like salty lemons."

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

"Yes baby girl ! It doesn't happen every meter but when we go to the salon next 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 house she didn't pull into the drive. I looked at her and raised my supercilium in interrogative sentence.

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

I nodded in understanding. mom loved to stay crop and fit.

"You and Daddy will give birth to fend 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 couple of hours before Daddy came home to count on out what to make for dinner for us. Another cum and a nap sounded just about pure 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 !"

papa was yelling from downstairs, sounding pretty annoyed. I jumped out of bed and quickly rain down downstairs, re-braiding my whisker as I went. In my eternal sleep it had started to fray and hang apart.

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

"Where's Mommy ?"he asked, his heart roaming up and down my eubstance, staring and not moving from my frown 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 day I took off my skirt and pantie so they wouldn't get wet and be in the way. Before I fell asleep, exhausted from my cum thinking about the spirit on Melia's typeface as her pussy gave way to the fist, I had removed my bra but kept my button down uniform shirt on. No missy likes to catch some Z's in a bra.

I was only wearing the shortstop E. B. White shirt that came with my uniform. My bald kitty and leg 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 flush. My nipples tightened and got hard, my cunny started to moisten.

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

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

"Bend over the kitchen table. ”