"Shhh. Don’t scream, Sis. We don’t want to wake the parents." TD whispered, then he let my mouth go, but not my waist. "What’s that smell? Coconut?" He stuck his nose in my wet hair and slid both hands to my tits. He cupped them and offered me a compliment. "Your breasts are the size of pineapples and that coconut smell makes me think of Pina Coladas. Umm. You smell good enough to eat." He backed up to the bed and sat down, pulling me with him and between his legs. "Take your night shirt off and let me see your tits." He told me as he spun me around.
"No." I told him. Why I decided to argue with him like I did Ken, I had no idea, but there I was arguing with him. "Get out. I’m not ready for you. You’re supposed to wait until midnight."
"No."
"Yes. We agreed this afternoon, it wasn’t a good idea until then."
When we left the house, we stopped by Caleb’s, but he wasn’t home, so we ended up at the mall. We spent the day together just walking and talking about our lives. What we wanted out of life and how different our views were from our parents. Neither of us wanted to get married. Neither of us wanted kids. Neither of us thought it was healthy to be monogamous. He more than me, but I wasn’t interested in being exclusive either. We had a lot in common and I found myself actually liking TD.
"Ken and Martha have been snoring for a while. I couldn’t wait any longer. Those delicious tits have been teasing me all day. That small taste wasn’t enough. Now take your shirt off so I can see your perfect pineapple tits before I devour them."
The flattery felt good so I reached around and slowly pulled my top up and off, dragging the fabric under so they flopped and bounced back into place.
"Umm. They are perfectly pink. Now step out of those pajama pants and let me see your perfect pussy package."
"Let me turn the lights off."
"I can’t see in the dark." He smirked.
"That’s right." I jiggled my tits for him and started for the light switch.
He jumped up and beat me to it. Blocking my path, he said. "Not on your life. I want to see your perfect, plump, pink pussy."
"Let me turn the lights off."
"No." He reached out and grabbed me, then picked me up and carried me back to the bed. I was surprised he didn’t strain, but he didn’t. He is skinny, but he is strong. He dropped me down and as I bounced he snatched my pants off telling me. "I have a treat for you and you can’t enjoy the full benefits of it with the lights off."
"I’ve already seen your Heat Seeking Missile."
He laughed. "My dick isn’t the only thing long."
"What is it then?"
He stuck his tongue out and it curled down his chin, then up on the tip.
"Goddamn!" I say shocked by the length of it and I remember wondering then if all men with long dicks have long tongues too. They don’t.
He grinned. "That’s what they all say. Now spread your legs and let me taste you then tongue fuck you before I fuck you for real."
"Let me turn the lights off."
"Damn it, Rachael. I think your big boobs and your big butt are beautiful, ok? I wish I could gain weight, but I’m just a skinny, runt. I was a preemie and I guess I was stunted. I don’t want the lights off because I want to watch you your first time. I want to see you enjoying my skills. OK? The lights stay on. Now shut the fuck up."
I spread my legs for him and he scooted my ass to the edge of the bed. He knelt down and started preparing me for the first fucking of a life time. Desire flooded my body as he flicked his long tongue up and down and all around my pussy. I watched and moaned. Low at first, then louder as he built my fire into a white hot flame. All the times I had masturbated, I had dreamed of a tongue like that. One that would lick then fuck me. I grinned at him in the beginning, watching him working me and when his glassy blue marble eyes would look up into mine, I would almost cum with joy. I was begging him before long because I needed something hard to stop the ache inside. I needed something longer than his tongue to touch the bottom and caress it.
When my legs started quivering, I asked him, panting hard. "What’s happening with my legs?"
"You’re horny."
"No. Look. They are quivering. What’s wrong?"
"Nothing’s wrong. You’re ready to fuck."
He pushed me back to mount, and I asked with a quivering fifteen year old voice. "Is it going to hurt?"
"No. It’s not going to hurt." He kissed me and I could smell and taste myself.
When he returned to enter me, I cried out. "I don’t want it to hurt."
"It will feel so good it hurts."
"Promise?"
"I promise." He eased his dick to the edge and my whole body seized. I was scared shitless. The pain from Caleb when he stuck his dick in me that one time was so bad I screamed bloody murder and sent him running for the rainbow, but I knew TD wouldn’t quit if I screamed. He would finish fucking me, pain or no pain, because he knew full well that if I screamed Ken would come in and if he came in, he would know he wasn’t gay and he would probably assume, like the ass he is, that he was raping his screaming little girl under his nose, under his roof, the very first night he lived there! TD would be dead meat. I would be the last fuck he ever had and he would finish it! Taking what he wanted.
But then TD did something that surprised me. He looked at the tears welling up in my eyes and stopped to suck my tits until my clit was throbbing as bad as my pussy was aching. When I was begging for it again, he crawled forward, and stuck his cock in my mouth with a teasing. "Lube me up."
I sucked him down and as I lay there having him fuck my face, I realized I wanted him fucking my cunt. I pushed him away, turning my face and demanded. "Fuck me now, TD. Drive your tool home!"
"That’s my slut." He told me as he thrust himself into me. "Here’s all of me, you hussy."
My hips met him, and I gasped with his long penetration.
"You’re a tight cunt!" He told me as he pushed in.
When he hit bottom, he grunted and I whispered a scream. "Oh fucking yeah!" God! It felt good! His hand clamped down over my mouth and I panted through my nose.
"Oh yeah, Baby!" He said against my ear as he pulled out. "You fit like a glove!" As he fucked me, he moaned under his breath through his teeth. It was animal like and hot!
With each thrust, I whimpered with pleasure, as he drove himself deep inside me but he didn’t care if it was from pain or pleasure. He was only concentrating on himself. I came quick and three thrusts later he did too. The fuck was short but sweet.
When he rolled off me, he told me. "Now that was a good fucking."
"Umm hmm." I answered not sure what to say.
Staring up at the ceiling lying side by side on the bed, we breathed together in the afterglow. He gloated, sounding impressed. "That was all of me too."
I smile. "Tool Driver."
His breath blew out. "I like that name."
A little while later I add. "We should have used a condom, TD."
"The first time it’s too tight and too dry." He put his arms around me pulling me up close. "It would hurt you. We will next time."
But we didn’t. TD is bareback or nothing I learned later. He was lying through his teeth. He only carries condoms. He never uses them. They are only for show. To this day he brags that condoms are too short for his length, but it’s not that. He could find extra longs if he wanted. He just doesn’t want to cover his precious Tool. I have to provide the birth control. It’s my body so ultimately my responsibility. The thought of being a mother: Not no, but hell no!
He nuzzled my ear. "I’m sleeping here tonight."
"What if we get caught?"
"We won’t. Shhh. I’m an expert at sneaking around." He bit my earlobe gently and his fingers fondled my tits. "Tomorrow morning, I’ll show you just how expert I am."
The last thing I heard as I fell asleep in his arms. "Rachael, yours is the most Perfect Pink Pussy ever and my Heat Seeking Missile is happy you're my stepsister."
CHAPTER SIX
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I smile as I turn the blinker on. "I made good time."
I unlock the door and go in, then drop my purse on the table with my keys. The scent of roses drifts to me.
My heart melts and all anger and bitchiness vanishes. Just like that. Poof! Gone.
I stroll over to the table and stick my nose in the bouquet of fresh pink roses. I smile. "Fucking hell! I completely forgot!"
But my Tool Driver didn’t. He never does. Every year on our Fuck Anniversary, TD gives me pink roses.
I take the card and read.
To: Rachael’s Perfect Plump Pink Pussy.
From: Tool Driver’s Heat Seeking Missile.
TD may be a prick, but he’s my prick. I may be a slut, but I’m his slut. We have been through thick and thin together and survived. I stick my nose in the roses again and inhale their sweet scent deeply.
Pushing redial, I call him. This time he answers.
"Rachael, you fucking bitch!"
Laughing, I tell him. "My Perfect Plump Pink Pussy changed her plans for her Heat Seeking Missile."
He laughs. "Are you back?"
"I am. I just walked in. The roses are dope too, Tool Drive! I’ll fuck you up real kinky like later." He laughs again. "But right now we have a party to go to!"
"No, it’s too late this time. Maybe next month."
"Fucking hell! I’m sorry we missed it." I listen for his response, but there is silence. "Come on over and we’ll kink it up tonight. Just you and me like old times. I’ll dig around the unpacked boxes and see if I can find my BDSM toys. We haven’t played with them in a while. It’ll be like old times. I’ve been a bad baby who needs her ass spanked. Hell you can even flog my ass too if you want, then thoroughly fuck it." I wait for him to talk dirty and tell me how he will punish me for screwing this up, but there is only silence on his end and that can only mean one thing. He’s going to try to go alone. "TD. It’s a Swingers Party. Couples only! You can’t go without me."
"I found a suitable replacement."
My wheels turn. "You couldn’t have. You don’t know anyone else."
Silence.
"Who? Don’t tell me you’re taking the girl from the front? What was her name? Siri Wright?"
Silence.
"How did you get her vetted so quick? I know they know her, but less than 24 hours is ...." I shake my head in disbelief when I realize what he has done. "You sneaky bastard! You didn’t tell them, did you?"
"No, there wasn’t time."
"Damn it, TD. They are going to be pissed when you walk in the door with her."
"They’ll get over it."
"What if they don’t? What if they kick us out? You won’t get to fuck Mandy!" I don’t wait for him to justify what he’s doing. It won’t matter anyway. He’s going to forge ahead. "You fucker! You should have waited!"
"I wasn’t waiting another month before getting to fuck her. I’m so horny for her now I whack off in my damn office while I listen to them fuck in his office."
TD’s first day at Corporate, Mandy, the redhead, Charlie’s young wife, she’s younger than TD, around 20, surprised Charlie with an afternoon fuck. She popped in, did him, then popped out. TD told me he could hear everything. They didn’t whisper or try to be discrete. When they were done, he came out of his office in time to see her and her giant tits climb into her Mazda Miata. She smiled at him then picked her enormous tits up and positioned them so she could steer then drove away.
'DAMN!' He said as he stared out the window. Charlie came out of his office, strolled to the water cooler, poured himself a cup, sipped it slowly, then turned to look at TD. The two men exchanged a long, meaningful look. TD started to grin and Charlie grinned too.
Siri Wright, the secretary, sat stoic behind her desk, ignoring them all.
Then the two men both returned to their offices without saying a word.
"Yeah, my boner is back the minute I lay eyes on those giant tits. If she wasn’t a redhead, I would have let it go, but I haven’t fucked a redhead yet, and those tits are downright fuckable themselves.”
I hear his plea to me to understand and I do. I get it. The redhead has become an obsession. I look over at the roses. "Are you going to satisfy your boner in them?"
“Hell yeah, I’m gonna fuck them too."
"I better get the full detailed report, TD or I’m going to raise hell. Do you hear me?"
"Yeah, yeah, I’ll give you the low down tomorrow."
"You better. You Bastard. Call me. Promise."
"Sure."
"When?"
"I’ll call you when I get up.”
He hangs up and I stare at the phone, then walk over to the bed and flop down on it. Fuck. Now I’m here alone in this hellhole and no one to satisfy me.
I check the refrigerator and there are left overs.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After eating, I lay on the bed and wonder what TD is doing with the redhead. She’s probably moaning right now. I smile, but he likes screamers. I hope he records her. I like to listen to his conquest when we fuck. It makes me feel connected in some strange way. I laugh.
My hand slides up my shirt and pushes my bra off my nipple. My fingers pinch and twist it as I bite my bottom lip. My clit receives the signals and the wetness begins. My other hand slides down and pushes my panties off. My fingers slip into the wetness and I smear it around and around. Mmmm. My clit thumps.
I need a go to girl. I should call that rare little pussy I met at the doctor’s office. The pretty brunette. I know she is pure. It’s time to take our relationship to the next level. I laugh. "I bet she likes tacos." I stroke my clit and finger my pussy faster. "I bet she’s still a dildo virgin too. I would love to pop that cherry for her." That thought stops my play. "I need to find my strap-on." Going into the closet, I start opening the unlabeled boxes, looking for my sex toys.
My imagination begins to fill in the details. Umm. The thought of sliding into her makes me moan. If I introduced her right, I could set her up for a long term thing. I slide my finger down into my vagina and massage myself with my whole hand. Ah! I need an orgasm bad! Fuck! I need an all nighter. "I should be at the Swingers party instead of Siri. Damn you, TD!"
The image of the pretty brunette floats across my mind. Her brown hair. Her little lips. Her long legs. Her small but ample tits. Her tight ass that needs spanking. I cum quick and hard.
Breathing deep, I smile at the ceiling. She has some major Daddy control issues she needs to break free from and a good spanking followed by a good pussy licking, finger fucking climax may be just the thing she needs to unleash her pussy's pleasure.
"Doctors and drugs can only take you so far." I laugh and start the search again. "There is no therapy that compares to a good spanking followed by an orgasm."
I pull open a box and there they are. Dildo’s, my strap on, floggers, paddles, tubes of lube. "Now we’re talking."
She may be clean, straight and sober now but until she deals with her sex issues, she’ll still be screwed up. I’ve seen how she looks at my tits. The narrowing of the eyes whenever I lean over and give her a peek down my crevice. or how her tongue sneaks out to the edge of her lips whenever I rub them against her. She just needs a push. I grin, as I visualize pushing the dildo in and her face making the "O" then her eyes finding mine with a "thank you very much" look.
TD and I can tag team her, and change her life. Rock her world!
I shake my head. I’ve never met such tight asses as there are around here. It’s one thing to be moral but another to be a fanatic! The pretty brunette only needs someone to ignite that spark and she’ll burn like fire. Tight asses. I start to laugh. Literally!
Dropping the box on the bed, I grab my phone. "It’s time to introduce Ruth to Ruth." I grin as I dial her number. I reach in the box and pull out a medium size dildo. "She’ll learn to love the D." I toss it in the air and catch it. "Then I’ll introduce her to the Tool and he can drive it home in her." I smile. "She’ll learn to love him too." The
image of standing over her, letting her suck my tits while TD drills her plays across my eyelids. She is moaning and bucking.
"Yep. This is def going to happen! I’ll prime her up, then we can have a regular threesome. Just like old times."
She answers the phone. "Rachael! Thank god you are back."
I laugh happy she is so enthused to hear from me. "Hey Girlie. I just got back in town. Want to hang out?"
"I do! I have got to get out of this house. My parents are driving me insane."
"What’s wrong?"
"Same ole’ shit. They treat me like a child and the rules are getting unbearable. My dad’s been preaching all week at me. I swear they’re the reason I’m nuts!"
I laugh again. Yep. She just needs a push. I met Ruth in the waiting room of my shrink. We discovered chatting that we had a lot in common. Daddy issues. "Well you are always welcome here."
"Great! Can you come get me? They took my keys away again."
"Sure. Let me finish unpacking and I’ll come rescue you from the oppression."
"I love you, Rachael. You’re so easy going."
I laugh. "Awe, Sweetness, I love you too. We will chillax and cuddle on the couch, watch Netflix, and you can tell me everything that’s happened while I was gone. What do you think?"
"Sounds good." I hear the relief in her voice.
"Cool. I’ll pick you up in about an hour."
"Awesome!" Then I hear her ask the most amazing question ever! "Do you mind if I stay the weekend?"
"Fuck no! Pack a big bag. It’ll be fun."
"Oh my God! That would be great! The only thing I have planned is tomorrow night. I’m meeting up with my crew for Ladies Night at The Stallion."
"Ah.... Are you sure that’s a good idea?"
"No, but Aurei’s back in town and he’ll be there."
"Ruth...."
"I’ve decided it’s now or never, Rachael. I can’t live in limbo anymore. He needs to understand I’m the one and he needs to man up."
I raise my eyebrows with her words. What do I say? There’s no way I’m going to get involved in that tangled delusion.
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