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Daughter Reveals Her Secret
Daughter and friend come clean with dad.
There was a gentle breeze blowing across the green meadow as Steve set up his motor home. Each year he and his daughter, Kristi, go camping. Kristi graduated high school in June and is taking this summer to blow off steam before she goes to college in the fall. Steve has noticed that as Kristi got older, the camping trips seemed to become more boring for her, so he thought it would be fun for her to bring a friend along this summer. Steve already told Kristi this would be the last year they would camp together and although she enjoyed camping when younger, she admitted that it gets boring sometimes.
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Kristi decided to bring her best friend Laurie. Kristi and Laurie were both on the school’s volleyball team. Kristi stood five feet ten inches tall and was one hundred forty five pounds. Her hair was silky brown and flowed over her shoulders to the middle of her shoulder blades and her eyes were hazel. She worked out almost every day and has a fierce competitive nature. When she was on the volleyball court, winning was her only agenda. The other team mbers fed off her competitiveness and because of Kristi’s leadership, the team won all-state the three years Kristi was on the team.
The other team mber who had a will to win was Laurie. Laurie stood five feet eight inches tall and weighed one hundred thirty five pounds. Laurie had sandy blonde hair that she kept trimmed to just below her neck and blue eyes. It was the fierce competitive nature of each of the girls that brought them together. They each won volleyball scholarships to the colleges of their choice and planned on spending much of the summer together before going their separate ways in the fall.
Steve finished balancing the motor home and had begun erecting the three person tent the girls were going to sleep in. Kristi and Laurie asked to sleep in the tent so they could stay up late. Steve had no problem with this because the last thing he wanted to put with was two teen aged girls talking about God-knows-what all night long. After Steve was done erecting the tent, the girls spread out their sleeping bags and pillows on the tent floor. They wanted to make the tent as cozy as possible for their two week stay.
There was a wooded area adjacent to the campsite and about one hundred feet through the woods was a lake with a small waterfall. This was their favorite camping site. It wasn’t too close to the water yet when they spent the day at the lake, it wasn’t too far from the campsite.
When the girls were done setting up the tent how they liked it they told Steve they were going to the lake. Steve said, “OK. I’ll start dinner. Be back at about seven.” Kristi and Laurie walked toward the wooded area and disappeared into the tree line. Steve began to cook beef stew. It was one of the few dishes he could cook that turned out pretty tasty. Typically Kristi helped him with the cooking.
At seven o’clock Kristi and Laurie walked back to the campsite. Their hair was wet and their clothes looked slightly damp. “Did you guys go swimming?” Steve asked. “Ya,” replied Kristi. “The water was perfect,” added Laurie. Steve noticed they didn’t bring their bathing suits and asked, “Did you bring your bathing suits?” Kristi giggled and said, “No. There was nobody there so we skinny dipped.” Laurie smiled at Steve when Kristi said this. Not knowing what to say, Steve raised his eyebrows and began to serve dinner. During the dinner conversation, Steve kept picturing Kristi and Laurie swimming nude in the lake. He didn’t necessarily see anything wrong with it, as long as nobody else was there. As he tried to picture Laurie nude, Steve found himself slyly looking at her damp t-shirt and jeans. Her breasts were about a size 34B he guessed. He could see her nipples gently poking from behind the cotton material. Then Steve glanced at Kristi. She wore baggy gym shorts and a t-shirt. When she got up to get another soda, Steve looked at the wet spot on the wooden bench that her damp shorts left behind. He could clearly see the impression of Kristi’s round ass. Steve knew Kristi was in shape, but he never thought about her in a sexual manner, until today. Perhaps it was the story of them skinny dipping and returning wearing damp clothes that excited Steve. Or maybe it was seeing Laurie’s hard nipples and the impression of Kristi’s ass on the bench that got Steve to think how grown up they were. The more Steve thought about it, the more enthusiastic he became about the two weeks that lie ahead.
After breakfast the next morning, Kristi and Laurie returned to the lake, this time wearing their bathing suits. Each wore a floral print string bikini. Steve watched as they made their way toward the woods and once again they disappeared into the tree line. Steve wondered if they would again skinny dip. ‘No,’ he thought. ‘They’re wearing bathing suits.’ But the more Steve thought about it, the more curious he became. After about an hour, Steve decided to put his bathing suit on and go to the lake. His true intention was to satisfy his curiosity and see if they were nude. The only reason he put his bathing suit on was in case he got caught, he could offer a very logical excuse for being there: he was going to the lake to swim. Steve grabed a towel and started toward the lake.
The sun was shining brightly and as he entered the woods it seemed to provide dark shadows that Steve believed would help conceal him. Steve neared the lake and he heard faint female voices. The voices got louder as Steve drew nearer to the lake. He stopped and scoured the shoreline from where he heard the voices coming. There lying on a large flat rock next to the bottom of the small waterfall were Kristi and Laurie. They were lying on their towels, topless. Steve watched for a while as the girls talked amongst themselves. Steve realized that he could hear them clearly because they were speaking loudly to account for the waterfall they were next to. Steve knew he could move closer and most likely would not be heard.
Steve slowly maneuvered his way through the woods to where he was within thirty feet of the girls. They continued to lay on the rock and chat about school, volleyball and the latest gossip. Laurie had a digital camera with her and she took several pictures of herself and Kristi lying on the rock. Steve looked at each of their breasts as they lied on the rock. Their breasts looked almost equal in size but Laurie’s areolas were medium brown and the size of a silver dollar. Kristi’s were light pink and slightly puffy. Steve watched as Laurie’s breasts jiggled while she moved her arm to take the pictures. Then Steve saw Kristi strike a pose he never thought he would see. Kristi raised her hand and rested it on Laurie’s breast. Laurie took several pictures in this pose. Then Laurie and Kristi, as if cued to do so, turned their heads toward the other and stuck their tongues out. Their tongues touched and Laurie took several more pictures.
Steve watched in disbelief as the girls each sat up, pressed their breasts against each other and took a few more pictures. When they sat up, Steve was now looking at their backs and he hoped they would move so he could see their breasts again. Kristi stood up and jumped into the lake with her hands outstretched above her head. Laurie took more pictures and Steve was in awe. This was a side of Kristi he never knew. Laurie put the camera down and jumped into the lake next to Kristi. Steve watched his daughter and her best friend playfully splash each other and swim in the lake.
A few minutes later, they got out of the lake and returned to the rock. This time Laurie raised herself onto her elbow as she faced Kristi, who was lying next to her. The two talked but Steve couldn’t hear what they were saying. Then, without warning, Laurie lowered her head and touched her lips to Kristi’s. Steve watched as it appeared their mouths opened and their tongues became entwined. They kissed for several seconds before Kristi quickly pulled away, sat up and began to look around. Laurie looked confused and Steve heard Kristi say something about “my dad.” Steve wondered if they had seen him! He crouched behind a bush as Kristi and Laurie continued to look around as if they were looking for something. Steve quickly realized they were looking for him. They didn’t know if he was still at the campsite or on the way to the lake. Kristi and Laurie put their bathing suit tops on and continued to sun themselves. Steve waited almost thirty minutes before he acted as if he had just arrived to the lake. Kristi and Laurie jumped into the lake to swim with Steve. Steve kept picturing their bare breasts and wondered if they would feel uncomfortable if he brought up the subject of skinny dipping. He decided not to.
It was late afternoon when the trio decided to return to the campsite to clean up for dinner. Steve followed Kristi and Laurie and watched as Laurie’s camera swung from the carry loop as she walked to the campsite. Steve wondered how the pictures turned out and if there would be a time when he may be able to sneak a peek at them when the girls weren’t nearby. He watched their asses sway from side to side with each step they took. When they arrived to the campground Kristi went into the motor home and began her shower. Laurie sat at the picnic table and made small talk with Steve while she waited for the shower to become available. “This is truly a beautiful place Mr. Hendricks.” Laurie said. “I know,” Steve replied. “We’ve been coming here for years.” “I can see why,” replied Laurie. “That lake is so beautiful, and desolate. I’m surprised more people don’t know about it. I feel so relaxed and free lying on the rocks.” Steve chuckled to himself as he thought about seeing firsthand just how free Laurie felt. Now was his chance. “You know, Laurie, I’m pretty liberal when it comes to skinny dipping and nudity. If you and Kristi get the urge to do anything like that, you don’t need to feel barrassed about it on my account.” Laurie looked down for a few seconds as if she was searching for the right thing to say but nothing came out. Steve then quickly said, “Or not! Whatever you and Kristi decide to do is OK with me.” Laurie smiled and said, “OK Mr. Hendricks. Thanks.” At that, Kristi came out of the motor home. “Ok, who’s next?” She asked. “That’s me,” said Laurie. She got up and went into the motor home.
Kristi helped Steve make the salad and he thought this was a good time to bring up the conversation he had with Laurie about nudity, if for no other reason but to minimize the barrassment of what Laurie may say about him bringing the subject up. “Honey,” started Steve. “While you were in the shower, the subject of skinny dipping and nude sunbathing came up.” “It did?” Kristi asked with a surprised look on her face. “How did that come up?” She asked. “Well,” Steve explained. “Laurie mentioned how quiet and desolate the lake was and how free it made her feel. One thing led to another and I pretty much assured her that if you and she felt like skinny dipping or sunbathing nude, I wouldn’t care one way or the other. After all, you guys graduated high school last month and you can make your own decisions. That’s all I was saying.” Kristi thought for a moment and then cautiously replied, “Thanks dad. I appreciate the freedom to make that type of decision.” They continued to prepare dinner and several minutes later, Laurie exited the motor home.
As they ate dinner, Steve noticed that Kristi was wearing a tight wife beater without a bra and her tits looked so plump he did all he could to keep from staring at them. Laurie was wearing a t-shirt with the high school volleyball logo across the front. She was also braless and Steve noticed that her breasts jiggled more than Kristi’s did. Steve found himself getting horny as he watched the girls’ breasts during dinner. The subject of skinny dipping never came up, but Steve was almost certain the girls would talk about it later when they were in the privacy of their tent. After dinner the trio sat around the campfire and roasted marshmallows. They talked about a variety of subjects and told jokes. They had a very good evening and they enjoyed each other’s company. At about midnight , the girls decided to turn in. Steve finished his beer and went into the motor home while the girls retired into the tent.
Steve quickly turned off the lights and got into bed. The louvered window next to the bed was open and he could clearly see the tent from his location. He listened intently but was unable to clearly hear what Kristi and Laurie were talking about. Steve laid back in the bed and stared at the ceiling. He thought about what he saw at the lake and wondered if there was more of the same in store. As Steve stared at the ceiling, he heard Laurie gasp. “Oh my God! Look at this,” Laurie said in disbelief. Steve quickly looked out the window and could see the faint glow of the digital camera screen through the nylon tent. Based on the silhouette he saw, one of the girls was looking at the pictures. “What!” Kristi replied. Laurie’s voice lowered but it was still loud enough for Steve to make out what she was saying. “Look in the background!” After several seconds Kristi said, “Holy shit! I wonder how long he was there.” Steve laid back and his heart began to race. Was his image captured in one of the pictures? He thought back and tried to rber when the girls had the opportunity to get him in a photo. Then he rbered. When they sat up and had their backs to Steve, Laurie took several pictures of her and Kristi. Steve didn’t think anything of it at the time, but Laurie was holding the camera away from her and was aiming the camera back toward her and Kristi. It was during this time that the camera was pointed directly at Steve standing behind them. This had to be the time!
Steve thought how stupid he was to allow this to happen. He became nervous, barrassed and angry with himself. Steve looked back out the window and still saw the faint glow of the telephone screen. Laurie and Kristi brought their voices down to where they could not be heard. They continued to talk in a near whisper as they passed the camera back and forth amongst each other.
The next morning Steve woke up at sunrise. He didn’t sleep too well worrying about being captured in a photograph spying on Kristi and Laurie. He knew he couldn’t make up a believable excuse as to why he was spying and he certainly knew he couldn’t deny being there. Steve decided that the best thing he could do was not mention it. The ball was in the girls’ court, so to speak, and it would be up to them to mention something.
While Steve cooked breakfast the smell of bacon filled the air and it wasn’t long before Kristi came out of the tent. “Morning dad,” she said as she shuffled past Steve and entered the motor home. “Morning sunshine,” Steve replied in his most worry-free tone of voice that he could muster. He would do anything at this point to try and minimize being caught spying. A few minutes later, Laurie crawled out of the tent. She stood and raised her arms above her head to stretch. Her shirt pulled up over her belly button and her cotton pajama pants were riding low. So low, Steve thought that if they fell one more inch he’d see her pussy. While stretching, Laurie simultaneously yawned and once she was done yawning she lowered her arms, sat at the picnic table and waited for Kristi to come out of the bathroom.
The air was warm and still. Laurie looked around at the beautiful horizon. Then she looked at the tree line and said, “I can’t wait to go to the lake today. Kristi and I plan on being there most of the day. Are you going there too?” Steve shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know. I may make it down there today. It’s such a beautiful morning, I just might take an after breakfast hike.” Steve almost kicked himself. There’s nothing he’d rather do than go to the lake in the hopes of seeing the girls topless. Why did he mention hiking? Luckily, Laurie offered Steve a chance to redeem himself. “Are you sure? It may get hot later and a dip in the lake would be just the thing to cool you off.” Steve wasn’t going to pass up this opportunity so he replied, “You’re probably right. Maybe I’ll forego the hike and head to the lake later.” Laurie smiled and said, “Good. It should be fun.” At that, Kristi came out of the motor home with neatly combed hair and freshly brushed teeth. Laurie took her turn in the motor home.
“That’s so much better,” Kristi said as she kissed Steve on the cheek. “There’s one thing about a tent… no running water,” she chuckled. “What are you guys doing today?” Steve inquired. He knew what Laurie said, but he wanted to know what Kristi had to say. “Laurie and I are going to the lake today. We’re gonna work on our tans,” she replied. What are you gonna do?” she inquired. “I was going to go on a hike, but it may get too hot. I might go to the lake to cool off,” Steve said. He looked at Kristi for a response and she said, “Good. It should be fun. After all, you could use a tan yourself,” Kristi said with a grin. “Ha ha. Very funny,” Steve replied as he threw a piece of sliced orange at Kristi. Kristi chuckled and trotted to the motor home. As she was about to open the door, Laurie opened it and began to step out. “Come on, Laurie. Let’s put our suits on,” Kristi said and practically pushed Laurie back into the motor home.
Once inside, Kristi and Laurie changed into their bikinis. “Do you think it will work?” Laurie whispered to Kristi. “Of course it will. I know my dad. You saw him in the picture. He couldn’t keep his eyes off us,” Kristi whispered back. “All we have to do is get him to the lake. Then we’ll take him up on his offer allowing us to take our suits off. After that, he’s putty in our hands,” Kristi giggled. “Kris, I love you. I’m glad you asked me along. Do you think he’ll be pissed when we tell him?” Laurie asked. “Fuck no! You saw his face in the picture. He couldn’t look at us any longer or harder. Besides, he’s pretty open to stuff. He won’t mind,” Kristi replied. Once they were done putting on their bikinis, they kissed each other and exited the motor home.
Steve had put the food on the table when he looked up and saw Kristi and Laurie bound out of the motor home. He immediately focused on their breasts. The firmness and fullness of each of their breasts got Steve’s blood flowing. His eyes then moved down to their bikini bottoms and the cut was so tight, he could tell neither of them had pubic hair, or at least it was neatly trimmed. They all sat at the table and ate bacon, eggs and fresh fruit.
When they were done eating, the girls helped Steve clear the table and do the dishes. “Dad,” Kristi said. “Do you mind if we take the cooler to the lake and put a couple beers in it for us to drink?” “Hmm,” Steve thought. “Well, ok, but bring some for me because I would like a beer or two when I get there.” “Oh, cool!” Kristi exclaimed. “Thanks Mr. Hendricks,” Laurie chimed in as she walked toward the beer cooler. The girls grabed a smaller cooler and transferred several beers from the larger cooler. They put ice in it and they each grabed a handle. With towel in one hand and beer cooler in the other, Kristi and Laurie made their way toward the tree line and on to the lake. Steve watched their asses wiggle as they walked away carrying the cooler. Laurie wore a thong bikini bottom and Kristi’s was French cut. “Dam,” he thought. “To be eighteen again.”
Steve took about an hour straightening up the camp site before he put his swim trunks on and made his way to the lake. As he made it through the woods, he saw Kristi and Laurie in the lake. Each was holding a beer bottle as they stood in the waist deep water. Their towels were spread on a grassy area in the sun. Steve saw two empty beer bottles next to the towels. He decided not to spy this time so as he got close enough he yelled, “Hey girls. How’s the water?” Steve had to speak loud enough to overcome the sound of the water fall. Kristi and Laurie turned and waved at Steve. “It’s great!” Laurie yelled back. “Come on in!” Steve spread his towel next to the cooler and the other towels. He then walked into the comfortably cool lake water.
He swam for a little while to cool off and then he joined Kristi and Laurie who were talking about volleyball and college. The water came to just above Kristi’s belly button. She occasionally bent her knees and submerged herself to her neck and then stood back up, causing her chest to glisten in the sun. Laurie didn’t submerge herself, but she scooped water into her cupped hand and poured the water onto her shoulders, back and chest. Steve enjoyed watching them but it wasn’t long before he said, “I need a beer.” As he started toward the shoreline the girls agreed that they should get out of the lake, too.
Steve made it to the towels and opened a beer. He put the bottle to his lips and drank about half before he stopped. “Ah! The first beer always tastes the best!” Steve said with a grin. Kristi and Laurie both finished their second beer and reached for a third. “Looks like you have some catching up to do, Mr. Hendricks,” Laurie said in an antagonistic tone. “Don’t worry about me, young lady. I’ll catch up before you know it. Besides, if I don’t, it looks like you ladies will drink it all,” Steve quipped. Kristi chuckled, took a sip of her third beer and laughingly said, “Like father, like daughter!”
The girls lay on their towels next to each other with Laurie next to Steve. Before Steve laid down, he glanced to his right and was in awe at the two young beauties lying next to him. He finished his first beer and opened his second. As he put his head down, Kristi rolled onto her stomach, untied the back of her bikini top and asked, ‘Dad, can you put lotion on my back?” “Uh, sure honey.” Steve got up, took the lotion and got on his knees next to Kristi. He started to rub it on her back and he saw the sides of her breasts pressing against the towel. Steve slowly rubed the lotion from her back to her sides. As he moved his hand up and down along Kristi’s rib cage, he brushed his fingers along the side of her breast. Kristi didn’t move so he did it several more times. He couldn’t believe how soft her breasts felt. He wondered what the entire breast felt like and his penis began to get hard. Steve moved from Kristi’s back to her legs. He spread the lotion on her upper legs and down to her ankles. “You didn’t do my butt,” Kristi said. She was right. Steve started at her upper legs and because of the cut of her French bathing suit, much of her ass cheeks were exposed. Steve squirted lotion into his hand and began to rub it on her ass. “Hold on,” Kristi quickly said. She then reached with both hands to her ass and put each of her index fingers under the bathing suit and pulled up on it so that it went into her ass and looked like a thong. “OK. Go ahead.” Steve looked at Kristi’s shapely ass and continued to rub lotion on it. Kristi’s ass was soft and the years of athleticism certainly paid off. Steve couldn’t keep his eyes off of Kristi’s ass.
Steve finished spreading lotion on Kristi and asked Laurie if she wanted lotion spread on her back. “Yes please,” she replied. Laurie also untied her bikini top and let the strings fall to her sides. Laurie’s breasts seemed to push out just a little more than Kristi’s did. Steve began to spread lotion on Laurie’s back. Since she was wearing a thong, Steve’s eyes bounced from her ass to her breasts. His cock continued to grow and he hoped the girls didn’t notice it. As long as they were on their stomachs he felt he was ok. Steve moved his hand slowly over Laurie’s ass and she didn’t move a muscle. She laid there and allowed him to do it. Steve started to believe he could touch any part of Laurie’s body and she wouldn’t mind. Dare he gently brush his fingers against her pussy as he spreads lotion between her legs? The thought was tempting, but he decided not to. Steve finished rubing the lotion at Laurie’s ankles and then went back to his towel. He finished his beer and opened his third. After drinking a few sips, Steve laid on his stomach as a way to hide his erection.
After Steve lay in the sun for about fifteen minutes, Laurie said, “Mr. Hendricks, do you want me to put lotion on your back? You’ll burn up if you don’t.” Before Steve could answer, Laurie was on her knees next to Steve rubing lotion on his back. Steve glanced at Laurie and noticed she didn’t replace her bikini top and she was topless. Laurie saw Steve looking and said in a matter-of-fact tone, “Well, you said we could take our bathing suits off if we wanted.” “Yes I did,” replied Steve. He continued to watch Laurie’s tits jiggle as she rubed the lotion on. Laurie knew Steve watched, but she said nothing. Steve looked over at Kristi and noticed she was now lying on her back. She was also topless. Steve’s erection began to grow again. As he watched Kristi, she put her head up and said to Laurie, “When you’re done, do me next.” Laurie finished with Steve and walked on her knees to Kristi. Laurie put lotion in her hands and began to rub it on Kristi’s bare chest. As she rubed, Kristi’s nipples got hard. Steve watched in amazement as Laurie gently rubed Kristi’s breasts. She moved from Kristi’s breasts down to her belly. She put more lotion on her hands and moved from her belly to the top of her bikini bottom. “Pull them off for me baby,” Kristi said to Laurie. Without missing a beat, Laurie grasped the sides of the bikini and pulled them down as Kristi lifted her ass to assist. Steve’s jaw dropped, but he said nothing as his erection now was aching.
Laurie continued to rub lotion on Kristi’s hips and pubic area. She continued to her thighs and finally finished at her ankles. Steve was speechless! Was he having a dream? This was so outrageous; he couldn’t believe it was happening. Yet, he had to watch. Laurie asked Steve if he would put lotion on her next. She lay next to him on her back and removed her bikini bottom. Steve looked at the most beautifully shaved pussy he had ever seen. Laurie’s belly was flat and firm and her hip bones protruded nicely. Steve tried to put the lotion on with one hand because he was afraid to get on his knees fearing he’d be barrassed when the girls saw his hard cock. He did the best he could and gently stroked Laurie’s breasts. Her nipples got hard and Steve took the chance to gently pinch one of them. As he did so, Laurie smiled, but kept her eyes closed. Steve eventually got to Laurie’s pubic area. He moved his fingers in soft and gentle circles above Laurie’s clitoris. She didn’t move except for once. Steve could have sworn Laurie slowly thrust her pelvis, but it didn’t happen again. Steve’s penis was rock hard and he had to release the pressure. He couldn’t stand touching Laurie’s soft, supple skin without doing anything more.
Steve could resist no longer. Neither of the girls seemed to care that they were nude, nor did Laurie seem to care that he was stroking her soft nude body. Steve continued to rub Laurie just above her pubic area when he saw Laurie move her right hand and place it on Kristi’s thigh. As if planned, Kristi immediately rolled onto her left side and faced Laurie. Kristi then moved her right foot to behind her left knee which essentially spread her legs. As Steve looked at Kristi’s pussy, Laurie moved her right hand and began to gently and slowly rub Kristi’s clit. Steve was blown away. He didn’t know what to do or say, so he said nothing and continued to look. Kristi began to slowly move her hips as Laurie continued to rub her clit.
Steve was so mesmerized in watching Laurie and Kristi he hadn’t realized he stopped rubing Laurie and his hand was now resting just inches above her pussy. He was quickly reminded his hand was at rest when Laurie took her left hand and placed it on Steve’s hand. She then moved Steve’s hand down to between her legs and began to move his hand in a circular motion. Steve quickly took the hint and rubed the gentle folds of Laurie’s vagina. Laurie was thoroughly moist and a soft moan escaped from her lips. Laurie then took her left hand and put it down the front of Steve’s swim trunks and began to rub his hard penis.
Steve no longer cared that his daughter’s friend was allowing him to rub her wet pussy. Nor did he care that she was stroking his cock. His base instinct took over and he rolled Laurie onto her right side so that her back was facing him. He pulled his trunks off and moved his body so that he was touching Laurie’s back. His penis naturally went between her legs. Laurie spread her legs and grasped Steve’s cock. She guided it to her wet pussy and placed the tip of his cock into her pussy. Steve slowly pushed his cock into her from behind. As Steve began to slide his hard shaft in and out of Laurie, Steve looked over her shoulder at Kristi. He saw Kristi and Laurie in one of the hottest French kisses he’s ever seen two girls engaged in. Laurie now had her fingers deep inside of Kristi’s vagina and fervently moved them in and out. Kristi’s hips were moving to meet every plunge of Laurie’s fingers. Steve began to thrust his cock harder and harder into Laurie’s hot, wet pussy. She began to loudly moan as her brow furrowed and she was thoroughly into getting fucked by Steve. Kristi had moved her face to Laurie’s breasts and was sucking on her erect nipples.
As Steve plunged his cock into Laurie, he felt fingers rapidly rubing Laurie’s clit. Laurie was moaning loudly now, “Oh god! Oh yeah!” Steve looked over Laurie’s wildly moving hips and saw that the fingers on her clit belonged to Kristi. Kristi still sucked and nibled Laurie’s nipples. Occasionally, Kristi’s fingers rubed against Steve’s cock and it caused him to fuck Laurie harder. It wasn’t long before Laurie cried out, “I’M CUMMING! OH GOD! YESS! I’M CUMMING!” Laurie moved her hips with wild abandon as her cum ran out of her pussy and onto Kristi’s fingers. Steve was now ready to cum. The circumference of his hard cock got just a little bigger as he was ready to shoot his load. Laurie said to Kristi, “He’s ready, baby.” At that, Laurie moved her hips so that Steve’s cock fell out of her pussy, but into Kristi’s waiting hand. Kristi grasped Steve’s cock and began to jerk him off. The transition was almost seamless as Steve blew his wad. The first discharge of his cum came out with such force it hit Kristi’s abdomen, then into Kristi’s hand and Laurie’s inner thigh. Kristi milked Steve’s cock until he collapsed with exhaustion. She let go of his cock and then tenderly kissed Laurie on the mouth.
Laurie laid Kristi onto her back and said, “Now it’s your turn.” Laurie began to lick and suck Kristi’s shapely young breasts. Kristi’s chest began to heave as her breathing became rapid. Her eyes were closed and her hand was on the back of Laurie’s head gently guiding it lower to her honey pot. Steve, who was lying on his back still recovering from one of the most intense orgasms he’s ever had, heard Kristi’s heavy breathing and slight sucking noises. He opened his eyes and saw Kristi on her back with her eyes closed. Her lips were parted and she was now moaning. Laurie’s head was buried deep between Kristi’s spread thighs. Her tongue moved with ease over Kristi’s clit and occasionally, her tongue was lost deep within in the folds of Kristi’s pussy.
Steve watched as Laurie licked Kristi in a fashion that made Steve believe this wasn’t the first time. Laurie’s fingers found there way into Kristi’s wet pussy. “Mmmmmm,” Kristi moaned as her hips began to move faster. Her pelvis thrust against Laurie’s lips and Laurie drove her fingers deeper and faster into Kristi. Kristi rubed her hands over her glistening breasts and then started to lightly pinch her hard nipples. The faster her pelvis moved, the harder she pinched her nipples. Laurie was now driving her fingers deep into Kristi and she raised her head to look at Laurie’s work. “Ya, ya, ya, ya,” Kristi repeated with every plunge of Laurie’s fingers into her pussy.
Steve stroked his cock as he watched. The remnants of Laurie’s thick, moist pussy juice gave him the lubrication he needed to bring his cock once again to attention. Kristi seemed oblivious to Steve’s presence as she said, “Eat me baby. You feel so good. I’m ready baby. I’m ready.” Kristi laid her head back and lifted her chest. She was pinching her nipples and pulling on them simultaneously. She raised her hips and yelled, “AAAAAHHHHH! DO ME BAB Y! YES, EAT ME!” At that Laurie wildly drove her fingers into Kristi’s pussy and sucked on her clit as Kristi came.
Kristi relaxed and smiled, still with her eyes closed. Laurie lay next to Kristi and they shared a tender kiss. Kristi seemed to enjoy tasting her juices on Laurie’s tongue and lips. Steve continued to stroke his hard cock as his daughter and her friend kissed. He again came while the girls continued to kiss. Steve loudly moaned as he came, but the girls acted as if they didn’t hear him. Once Steve stopped moaning, Kristi and Laurie began to giggle while they kissed. They pulled their lips away from each other and smiled, each with a satisfied look.
Steve on the other hand, was a little confused. “Uh, can I ask what just happened here?” The girls again began to giggle and Laurie rolled onto her back. They both laughed and after about a minute, Kristi got somewhat serious and said, “Oh, dad. None of this was supposed to happen. We just wanted to tell you something about ourselves. Something that we hoped you’d accept.” Laurie sat up and so did Kristi. Steve asked, “Well? Please tell me. All this is pretty weird.” Kristi and Laurie looked at each other and Laurie said, “He’s your dad. You tell him.” “Me? You had sex with him!” Kristi exclaimed. The girls again began to giggle. Kristi composed herself and in an almost barrassed tone said, “OK… Laurie and I are lovers.”
They looked at Steve and after a moment of silence Steve said in a flip attitude, “I think that was pretty obvious. You did all this to tell me you’re lesbians?” “No,” Laurie interjected. “We’re bi. We still like guys, but we like each other too.” Steve looked at the beautiful young girls sitting next to him and felt nothing but love for both of them. He appreciated that they wanted to be honest and tell him such an intimate detail when he knew they didn’t have to. Steve leaned over and hugged both of them. Their glistening breasts pressed against his chest and arms. As they held each other, Steve thought how natural this felt. The fact they opened up and told him of such a private matter made him feel love and compassion.
“I’m hot,” Steve said. “Let’s go swimming.” The trio walked into the lake and they let out a collective sigh when they felt the cool water. After a few minutes Steve asked the girls why they just didn’t come out and tell him they were lovers. “Why the love making?” he asked. Laurie giggled and began to blush. “I’m letting you tell him this one,” Kristi said with a smile. “Well, Mr. Hendricks…” Steve interrupted, “Please. You’ve been Kristi’s friend for a long time and now you’re lovers. At least you can call me Steve. I don’t mind if you call me dad, but that might creep you out after what we did today.” Steve chuckled as Laurie crinkled her nose and said, “No. You’re right. Calling you dad will creep me out. I’ll stick with Steve.” All three laughed and Laurie continued her story. “Ok, Steve,” she smiled. “We weren’t going to say anything to you at all, although we talked about it but decided not to. Last night we were looking at the pictures on my camera and I noticed you in the background watching us. This gave us the idea to tell you, since you had seen us kissing.” “Ya,” Kristi interjected, “and after you told us that you didn’t care if we were nude we thought you’d be way open to the news of our being bi.” Laurie continued, “So we planned on sunbathing nude, thinking that when we told you, there’s no way you’d be angry if we were naked. We brought the beer to give us courage.” Steve thought for a while and said, “So you didn’t answer my question. Why didn’t you just tell me instead of showing me?” Kristi sheepishly responded, “Well, I think it just sort of happened.” Steve looked at Kristi and Laurie and they both were biting their lips, with eyebrows raised, looking into Steve’s eyes. “Are you serious?” Steve asked in surprise. “That wasn’t part of the plan?” “No,” Laurie said. “When you started to rub lotion on us, at least for me, I got really horny and with Kristi lying right next to me, I couldn’t control myself.” Kristi added, “Ya, me too. When you rubed the lotion on the sides of my tits, I almost rolled over and let you rub my chest, but you’re my dad. It wouldn’t be right.” Steve got a confused look and asked Kristi, “Well if rubing your chest wasn’t right, can I ask why you…” Steve paused as if searching for the right words and Kristi said, “Why did I grab your penis?” Steve nodded in the affirmative. “Well, that was a spur of the moment thing too,” she said. “I know Laurie doesn’t let a guy cum inside her without a condom and since my hand was there anyway, I just grabed it and finished you off…sorrrry.” Steve laughed and said, “There is nothing anyone needs to be sorry about. What happened here happened out of love.” He again hugged them both and thanked them for being honest.
Steve, Kristi and Laurie spent the remainder of the two weeks at the lake with a new appreciation for each other. Steve didn’t care if the girls were nude and they didn’t care if Steve was nude. There was the occasional time Steve had to relieve himself. After all, he’s still a man and watching two beautiful nude young ladies nearby got him aroused. Laurie offered to help Steve relieve his tensions and on several occasions he let her help. Although Kristi knew that Laurie and Steve had liaisons, she really didn’t mind, as long as Laurie didn’t mind. At the end of the two weeks, the trio returned home and they had a bright new outlook on life. Steve had always wanted to join a nudist club, but they didn’t allow single men to join, only married couples and families. Kristi and Laurie surprised Steve on his birthday with a family mbership to a local nudist club. They enjoyed nudity and the club gave them a great place to vacation with like-minded people.
Roadside Service
Guy gets some roadside assistance
The engineer who thought up the idea of putting the spare tire for a pickup into a bracket under the truck box should have been castrated! At least that was what I was thinking as I struggled to get the rusted nuts off the bolts holding up the tire. I was in a wayside where I had stopped when I felt the tire begin to woble just before it went flat. I had made it to the wayside and didn't have to go through this while on the side of the highway.
I was cussing the bolts, and myself, for having such shitty tools along with me when I heard a motorcycle pull up. I looked out from under the truck and saw a pair of low cut tennis shoes sans socks, and bare legs coming toward the truck. "Need some help?"
I slid out from under the truck and looked up at a kid of about 19 or 20 standing there. He was maybe, 5' 8" and well built. His hair was brown, what I could see of it sticking out from under a baseball cap that he was wearing backwards. He had on a tank top and was wearing baggy cargo shorts.
"You got any tools?" I asked. "All I've got is this piece-of-shit pliers and it's not working for shit."
He grinned and nodded, "I've got some better stuff than that in my saddle bag." He turned and walked over to his bike and I felt my dick begin to wiggle as I watched his buble butt going to the bike. He rummaged around and came back with a wrench and looked down at me. "Let me see if I can help you with that, " he said and he laid down and slid under the truck. I got to my feet and stood there watching his legs and feet and admired the tan legs, which were covered with very fine hairs. I could hear him clanking around and soon he said, "I've got the far one off."
He slid farther out from under the truck and began working on the closer bolt. Now his waist was out from under the truck and he had his knees up in the air as he tugged on the bolt. His legs came apart part way and I could see down the leg of his shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear and I could see right to his crotch. There was a beautiful cut cock laying down the right leg of the shorts over a equally gorgeous set of balls. He had a small trimmed bush of light brown hair which was also very visible.
I felt kind of like a shit looking at him after he was good enough to stop to help me but I couldn't turn away. As he worked, I noticed that his cock was beginning to grow. "What the?" I said to myself. "What's that?" "Nothing I just had a thought, " I said.
I watched and his cock kept growing and was soon pointing up the open leg of the shorts. It looked to be about 6 or 7 inches long and was very nicely shaped with a nice large mushroom head.
"Got it!" he said and the tire fell to the ground. He slid out from under the truck and pulled the tire out. His hard-on was pretty visible and I suspect mine was too since mine had gotten hard looking at his. I saw him take a quick glance at my cock and then he grinned. He rolled the tire over to the empty hub and lifted it up showing off very nice biceps and put the nuts on and soon the job was finished.
"Jeez, thanks you didn't have to do all that, " I said. "Hey I'm glad to help, " he said giving me a brilliant smile.
"Can I pay you for your help?" I asked. "No, that's not necessary, " he said, "unless........"
"Unless what?" He looked right at my crotch and then he looked up into my eyes. I knew that look and I almost shit. I looked at his obvious bulge and stepped forward and put my hand on his cock though his shorts. "Can I help you with this?" I whispered. He closed his eyes and nodded yes.
I looked around and there was a patch of woods behind the wayside and I said, "Let's go back there?" He nodded and off we went down a little trail into the woods. He was ahead of me and as we walked he stripped off his tank top and then dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. I had all that I could do to keep from grabing him right there but we walked far enough that no one could see us and he stopped and turned around.
His cock was sticking straight at me and he stepped forward and began feeling my cock through my pants. "Get naked, " he said huskily. I slipped off my shirt and dropped my pants and underwear and slipped off my shoes and socks. He took off his shoes while I was undressing and there we stood as naked as the day we were born. He was lovely, very fit and well built, very tan except a little white area around his balls and cock which told me he must wear a thong at the beach. His legs were well muscled and he had lovely tan feet that just turned me on.
I stepped forward and put my arms around him and he melted into me. He turned his head up to me and leaned forward and kissed me tenderly. Our cocks were rubing together and I could feel the pre-cum oozing from his cock as it met mine.
"Suck me, " he said. I dropped to my knees and put my face up against his cock and breathed in the scent. He had recently taken a shower or bath because it smelled of soap and a slight boy smell that was intoxicating. I licked his balls and then up the shaft of his cock before I took the head into my mouth. He shuddered as I engulfed his cock and slid my mouth down over it until I was nearly at his pubes. "Ahh, oh yeah!" he said.
I began to suck from the tip to the base and he was moaning and his knees were shaking. Soon I felt his cock twitch and then a flood of cum filled my mouth. He must have been saving it for a while because he came a bunch and swallowed every drop. I kept sucking as his dick began to soften and soon he started wiggling "You've got to stop, that's tickling like mad, " he said. I let his dick slip from my lips and smiled at him. "That was amazing, " he said, "you do that real good."
"Thanks, I loved it, " I said. He took me by the shoulders and pulled indicating that he wanted me to stand up. My cock was leaking and the tip was all wet with pre-cum. He smiled and knelt down and my cock disappeared into his lovely mouth. He had obviously sucked a few cocks because he knew just what to do with his tongue and lips. In no time I was ready to cum, so I warned him. He just mumbled something like ok and the next thing I knew I was shooting my load into his mouth. He sucked it dry and the released my cock and took my balls into his mouth one at a time and sucked on them.
I was weak in the knees, so I knelt down in front of him and put my arms around him. He melted into my arms and kissed my shoulders and neck. Then he slid down and sucked each of my nipples. While he was kissing me I kissed every part of him that I could reach and soon I found that my cock was hard again. I looked down and he was at full mast again too.
"Looks like you're ready for a second round, " I said grinning. He smiled and nodded. "I'm ready for a second and then maybe a third and who knows what after that?" "Do you live near here?" I asked. "Yeah, just a few miles from here, " he said. "Anybody home at your house?" He beamed. "My parents are gone for three days, I'm home alone, and we live in the country, a long way from any neighbors."
I put my arms around him and hugged him close. "So maybe we can get more comfortable and safe?" He smiled, "You bet, but first.......he bent over and sucked my hard cock into his mouth again. "First things first, " he said as he slurped my cock.
The Belmonts
Gabrielle makes a move on her big brother Davon. But will he give into his sister's advances?
I am going to fuck him, I thought, standing in the doorway of my big brother's dark bedroom. I watched him lie there, sleeping, basking in the cool, pale moonlight that spilled through the large square window above his queen-sized bed. I bit into my bottom lip. My tongue ached to explore every inch of his chocolate skin, taut over chiseled muscle. His years of football playing had blessed him with a magnificent body.
I watched his bare sculpted chest steadily rise and fall. His comforter only blanketed half of him, barely covering his naked midriff. He was in the buff, I realized. But that was the way he'd always slept at night, even when we were children. Still, it made me feel better knowing that he was already stripped. It would make "molesting" him much easier. I was nude myself, except for the dark cotton bathrobe that hung open over my slender, mahogany shoulders. Warm air pooled out of the vent above me, splashing softly against my skin, gently flapping my robe about me.
Thankfully Mom and Dad were all the way upstairs, fast asleep in their bed. And it had appeared that Dad had left the television on again, blaring, muting the sounds of me and Davon's future lovemaking. Hee, hee.
Without stalling any further, I strutted into Davon's bedroom like a supermodel, shrugging off my robe, although his slumbering eyes couldn't see me. His best friend, Zander, had told me once that I had a dangerous switch in my walk, and I had rewarded his compliment by letting him bury his face into my pussy. If Zander thought I was sexy, surely his best friend, my hot older brother, would think the same. Right?
I paused at the foot of his bed, and felt my mouth curve downward.
What if he doesn't? I thought. What if He refuses me? The reality of the situation crashed heavily on my shoulders, and anxiety festered like a virus in the pit of my stomach. My brother was college bound, into his Junior year. He would want a mature college woman, not some little High School senior who was barely eighteen years old. Let alone his little sister.
No, I told myself. I see the way he looks at me sometimes. The way he steals glimpses at my ass when I wear certain jeans, the way he licks his lips when he thinks I'm not paying attention. He wants me. I know it.
Confidence regained, I stepped closer, carefully climbing into the left side of his bed. I paused, seeing him stir in his sleep, moving again once he settled again. My manicured fingers peeled away his comforter, revealing his lengthsome cock sprawled limply over his right thigh. It lay dark against his skin, almost black, like a bar of dark chocolate.
I looked up at his gorgeous face—squared jaw, full, kissable lips, slightly angled eyes—and finally leaned into his middle, carefully taking his mushroom head into my hot, moist mouth. He stirred again, but I didn't bother stopping this time. There was no use in being cautious anymore. I took him deeper into my mouth, felt him harden, heard him moan, his engorged mber throb against my tongue. Something shot through me. Pleasure . . . and a beautiful sense of nastiness. Davon's cock had been in my mouth. My brother's cock.
I moaned, head bobing, my brother's fat black cock slipping back and forth past my glossed lips. I had read sex stories about women doing this to their lovers, the men not stirring out of their sleep until they climaxed. But this has been the total opposite. His eyes flickered open after just a few moments of my mouth slurping his big beautiful dick.
"What the . . . hell?" Davon said confusedly inbetween gasps. "Fuck . . ."
I didn't stop. I couldn't. I had gotten this far, there was no way in hell I was going to back down. Besides, his fingers were nestling themselves in my short, thick black hair, massaging my scalp.
I sucked him faster, deeper, his cock pressing against the back of my throat. I reached a hand down to my quivering pussy lips, fervently moving my fingers against my hot, throbing clit. I moaned while I sucked him, gazing up at his heaving chest, his tongue sliding over his lips. He was enjoying himself. I felt myself smile around his saliva-slick shaft.
I parted my mouth away from his cock, stroking him. He was good and hard. And long. Longer than I had imagined. I couldn't wait to fill my hungry black cunt with that thing. "Gabrielle, why—ah, fuck!" He hissed quietly as I climbed over him, and moved my pussy up along the underside of his throbing, veiny shaft. My entire body shuddered. His dick was hot against my snatch. I thought I would cum right then and there.
"Gabrielle," He said again. I leaned into him, chocolate B-cups pressing against his chiseled chest, and covered his mouth with my right hand before he could say anything else.
"You're gonna fuck your little sister right now," I told him matter-of-factly. "You're going to fill her with your big, hard, black dick." He moaned against my palm, his hips moving, making that perfect cock of his slide wetly against my already sopping cunt. I hitched a breath, brows upturned. I couldn't wait anymore. I lifted myself over him slightly, and let him guide the tip of his throbing shaft inside of me.
"Oooooh!" I moaned. His hand covered my mouth this time.
He didn't wait for me to settle against him.
Thrust! His cock invaded me without warning, my walls stretching around his girthsome cock. It felt so good. Too good. I sucked on my lips, letting out squeaky moans. I did my best not to get loud.
Deeper. He pushed deeper, and deeper still, our friction igniting an inner flame. Fuck! I thought. He feels so fucking good!
His large powerful hands cupped my plump ass cheeks as he pushed up into me. I was still leaning against him, arms wrapped around his neck. My tits smothered him, brown skin melded with my own. My
"Like that?" He asked into my chest, his cock slamming even harder inside of my needy cunt.
"Yes, baby, yes . . . fuck me . . . fuck me . . ."
"How about . . . that?" He said, giving me a deep, hard thrust, emphasizing his last utterance. I used every ounce of my self control to keep from screaming. I was suddenly relieved that I wasn't a virgin. Otherwise, he would have killed me!
His hands slid up to my sides, and pushed my torso upward, peeling my sweat-slick body away from his. "Mmm." He licked his lips, and his palms found my breasts, dark chocolate nipples peeking out from inbetween his strong fingers. He bounced me atop of him now, and I pushed against his chest, bracing myself with wobly arms. My breaths become rapid, sobing gasps, my first orgasm shuddering through me. That inner-flame exploded between my thighs, and my walls clinched around his cock. It didn't seem to stop him. Davon grunted. He kept pushing, kept thrusting, drilling his cock through my orgasm. His relentlessness made my body shake spasmodically. I had lost all control of myself.
"Aw, fuck!" I said quietly as I could, becoming useless on his chest again. He finally eased up, making his strokes slow and steady. I whimpered sweetly each time his cock slid back into me.
I didn't feel him place me onto my side, or support my ebon leg against his round, muscled shoulder. I did, however, feel him move his cock back inside of me, his rock hard length moving against my g-spot. The feeling sent a jolt of fiery pleasure through me, and I let out a guttural moan. I looked up to see his dark, smiling face, bottom lip sucked in. It was as though he'd been waiting to have this chance. He'd been too willing.
Not that I cared.
I wanted him just as bad.
While one hand wrapped about my thigh, pulling me against his thrusts, the other moved its fingers against my clit. I let out a long, whiny moan, cupping my breasts and tugging and twisting my nipples. If he kept it up I was going to cum again. Harder than the last.
"Ooooh, yes! Fuck your little sister! C'mon—yes! Yes!"
"Your big brother's dick feel good, huh?" He said, ramming into my pussy, his fingers moving faster. "Gonna cum all over this dick again? Huh?"
I writhed against him. My head shook as I screamed a breathless scream, nothing escaping me except for a few squeaks and raspy breaths. Before long I was shaking with another orgasm, my fingers clawing at his carved, ebony chest. "Fuck! Fuck, Davon!"
He leaned in, his hips moving impossibly quick. I could tell he was nearing orgasm. He was getting in his few final thrusts. After several long moments, I heard him growl, and felt his hot sperm coat my walls, his cock twitching maddeningly inside of me. It didn't help against my own spastic climax.
Our bodies finally calmed down. No words were exchanged between us, as our lungs were too focused on breathing. He'd fallen over onto his side, behind me, his muscled arm draping over my side. It was warm, slick with sweat, comforting against my skin. My leg fell against his mattress—my brother's mattress.
Then came the frightening silence. Mom and Dad's television was no longer blaring. One of them, Dad more than likely, was awake, and would be traveling downstairs to check on his sweet, innocent daughter, as he'd always done since I was small. I leaped from Davon's side, and shot a glance towards the alarm clock on his bedside table. It was two A.M. Davon, aware of the situation, scrambled to wrap himself up in his comforter and feign sleep while I bolted out of his room on wobly, traitorous legs, snatching up my robe on the way out.
I slipped into my bedroom and climbed into my pink bed unnoticed as my father moved groggily down the steps. I quickly wrapped myself within my blankets and sheets, trying to breath normally. I could feel Dad approach my room, linger briefly around my doorway to see if I was still sleeping, and move onto my brother's bedroom down the hall. Oblivious.
I smiled.
I closed my eyes, heading off into the land of dreams with a pussy full of hot Brother cum. I couldn't wait to do it again.
London Under: Chapter 1
Peter winced as he touched his nose. He looked just as bruised as he thought he would be. He didn’t understand it, they didn’t steal anything from him and if it weren’t for the group of people who turned down Barlow Road at 3am on a Wednesday morning, the men would have continued beating him and most likely he would not be standing in front of his mirror Wednesday afternoon. The whole event was weird. They didn’t ask him for any money, and the two men wore clothes from the nineteenth or eighteenth century. He was lucky he wasn’t hurt more; just a few bruises and no broken bones. Maybe they beat him for the thrill of it or had gotten him confused with someone else. Peter led a boring life and had never done anything to merit a beating. It didn’t matter though, he was safe now, or so he thought.
Peter continued to poke and prod his face, investigating his face when Schuh (pronounced shoo) appeared in the doorway of his bathroom. It took a few minutes for Peter to notice this strange girl, but when he saw her in the mirror above his sink he dropped the razor he was holding in surprise. He turned around slowly hoping the figure was a figment of his imagination. But she was still there.
Schuh was very petite and was unusually pale. She looked like her skin had never seen the sun. This was true, she had only been up to London over once and it was dark then. She wore a big dress which looked as though it came from the same era as the men from the previous night. Her brown leather shoes were caked in mud and her brown dress was slightly less dirty but still looked like it hadn’t been washed in months. Her skin and hair were equally dirty. Peter thought he could see honey blonde hair, but he couldn’t really tell under the dirt. She was beautiful, even under all the mud and dirt. Although she was petite, the dress she wore accentuated the few curves that she did have. She wore a tight bodice that was low cut and pushed out her small breasts ever so slightly. It hugged her chest tightly before poofing out at her hips.
“Don’t be scared Peter. I am here to help you.” Her voice was soft and matched her appearance. Although she looked fragile and child-like something about her frightened him. He couldn’t quite place the feeling or what caused it, but it may have been the lifeless look in her grey eyes which stared at him coldly.
There was something else about Schuh’s appearance which struck Peter as odd; she looked very similar to him, as though it could have been related. Although her skin and eyes made her look odd, she had a similar stance and shape to Peter. He thought it was a coincidence at the time, but Schuh knew much more than Peter did, she knew it wasn’t a coincidence. She knew he was in serious danger and more importantly she was the only thing that could keep him alive.
If it wasn’t her similarity to the men the night before, Peter would have thought she was crazy. It was the style of clothing that made him think she knew about last night. However, he didn’t know if she was actually here to help him or not.
“How can I believe you? There is no reason why my life would be in danger, is there?”
“I don’t have much time to explain, I don’t even understand it all myself. You are in danger though, because of who your mother is –“
“What do you know about my mother?” Peter interrupted her. He barely rbered his mother. He had been taken away from her when he was about six. All he had been told was that she was not mentally fit to take care of him. When he was eighteen he had tried to find her, but couldn’t find out anything about her, so he just gave up.
“I knew her. We just don’t have time to talk about her now. Those two men who almost killed you last night killed her and they want to kill you too.” They want to kill me as well . Schuh thought to herself. “They are named Crespin and Vodder.”
Schuh didn’t really understand what was happening. She just knew that for whatever reason her mother was dead.
Peter wasn’t sure if he should trust Schuh or not, but he glanced out the window and saw Crespin and Vodder approaching his house. He knew that his only chance was to trust Schuh. Luck may not be on his side the next time.
Schuh squeaked and began muttering to herself in German. “Schei?e, schei?e, schei?e...was kann ich machen? Ein Messer... ein stock...ein gewehr...” Peter couldn’t hear most of what she was saying, but he could understand part of it. His mother had spoken German to him when he was little, so he could rber some words. It sounded as though Schuh was looking for something that she could defend herself with.
Schuh didn’t want to have to bring Peter into London Under, but now she saw that she would have no choice if she wanted them to live. She quickly grabed Peter’s hand and led him out the back door where she had entered. This meant that if they were quick the two men would never notice them when they entered the front door.
The small girl walked over to one of the manholes and lifted the lid to one side. Peter was puzzled as to why she did this.
“Just jump down.” She instructed.
“There is no way I am going down there.” Peter began to think this girl was crazy. If it weren’t for the men he saw approaching his house he would’ve gone back to his bed and read a few stories by his favourite authors on lush.
“I live down there, that’s London under. It’s the real London, and it’s much safer down there.”When Peter made no indication of moving, she jumped into the manhole. “Are you coming down or not?” She called from the bottom. “I don’t know why you just don’t do it. You have about ten seconds until Crespin and Vodder cut out your spleen.”
“What the hell” Peter thought. He had nothing better to do this weekend or anytime in the future for that matter. His girlfriend had just dumped him, he didn’t really have any friends, he was in debt and his job sucked. He had nothing to rush back to. So he just went for it, and jumped into the manhole.
“I know of a place where we can hide until we figure out what needs to be done.” Peter didn’t know how far below London he was, but it was very dark. Schuh was glad to get back to her world. She was in no hurry to return to London over. She completely understood why her mother had left that world.
The first tunnel they walked down looked exactly like what you’d expect a tunnel underneath London to look like. It was dark and went on for ages. Peter couldn’t see an exit but Schuh knew the area well and after ten minutes of fast paced walking and stepping over rats she turned left into another tunnel which Peter hadn’t noticed.
“You live down here?” Peter tried not to breathe through his nose. The stench was appalling. The tunnels were damp and there was mould everywhere. He couldn’t believe a girl would choose to live in a place like this.
“Yes. I’ve told you, it’s London Under. This is just the beginning. There’s a whole city under here. You’ll get used to it though.”
“Have you always lived down here?”
“Yes, I don’t like London Over. My mother was born in Berlin, and then she moved to London Over before finding London Under.” Schuh didn’t want to give Peter anymore than the cliff notes for the time being. She had other things to think about, like what exactly her mother was doing to get killed for. She knew she had to get to her house in order to find her mother’s diary and have a chance at discovery what all of this mess was about.
Peter walked a few steps behind Schuh. He was beginning to become accustomed to the dark and was able to see the outline of her petite body, her hips swinging as she walked. He wanted to reach out and draw her towards himself. He wanted to sweep her hair away from her neck and gently kiss it. Those were crazy thoughts. They barely knew each other and she looked so young. She couldn’t have been much more than sixteen.
As they continued through the tunnel, they began to see more people. The most modern piece of clothing Peter saw was from the nineteenth century. It was as though this place was stuck in the past. It wasn’t really though. Time was just irrelevant in London Under, it’s like it didn’t exist. There were no ages, no dates, no birthdays, no night and day, time really didn’t matter.
Peter nearly tripped over a black lump in the floor, which he had assumed were rubish bags. The lump stood up and was a man which resbled Fagan from Oliver twist. He wore a long black coat with pieces of fabric dangling off of it. He was even dirtier than Schuh. He grumbled something at Peter before returning to his original position. They passed many more people who were dressed in similar attire; men in top hats and women in big dresses. They passed market stalls and little houses. It astonished Peter how such a city could exist under the streets of London without anyone from the above world knowing.
Peter had trouble keeping up with Schuh. She was walking much more quickly than he was, so Peter had to concentrate more on keeping up with Schuh than surveying his bizarre surroundings. He had to dart around the masses of people as it got more crowded as well as dodge the mounds of trash on the floor. He had tripped a couple of times, but Schuh still wouldn’t slow down for him.
They soon turned away from the main town and walked away from the chaos of the people. They reached a small brown brick building which was in ruins. It looked as though there had been a fire or a small explosion. There was only half a roof over the two storey building. The shutters were once white but had been dirtied and were hanging off the windows threatening to fall to the streets below in any minute. Schuh walked into the house through the front door way where the front door had once been. There really wasn’t a need for a front door any more, it would have been possible to enter the house through the numerous gaps in the walls where bricks had either fallen away or been stolen.
“This is where I lived with my mum.” She explained. “We have to find her diary if we want to figure out what’s going on. We should probably be quick though, Crespin and Vodder know this is where I live, or lived” she corrected herself. This was no longer house, not after what had happened here.
Peter followed Schuh into the house and once he was deep into the ground floor he felt a sharp pain in his head. Instinctively he put his hand up to his head and noticed that Schuh did the same thing. “Does your head hurt too?”
“Don’t worry it will pass soon. It’s the bad memories in here. They’re imprinted in the house.” Schuh explained.
The look on Schuh’s face told him he should not ask her to divulge any more information. Her facial expressions were of pain, both in the physical and emotional sense. Schuh had seen what had happened in this house. Schuh had gotten in an argument with her mum and had left the house after cursing her. Once she had calmed down and returned to the house, she saw her mother was dead. She had imagined that Crespin and Vodder had tortured her as well. They could do that with their magic, it was powerful. Schuh knew that her mother was an important person in London Under, but she still didn’t know what exactly she had done, that is why she had to find her diary.
Schuh had gone to find Peter as soon as she saw that her mother was dead. Her mother had told her that if she were to ever be killed, Schuh must go and find Peter. Schuh’s mother rarely spoke about Peter; it was too painful to think about him.
Schuh walked into the study; if her mother’s diary was anywhere it would be there. She blinked back tears as she opened drawers and frantically searched through them. She had seen her mother write in the brown leather journal before, but had never seen where she had hidden it.
“Don’t just stand there.” Schuh yelled at Peter. “Look on the shelves.”
Schuh’s mother had had an extensive collection of books in her personal library. Peter looked through book after book just as quickly as Schuh looked through the drawers. Peter didn’t have the opportunity to read anything beyond the titles, but he was able to tell that there was a large range of literature. While discarding a book titled ‘How to Cook Road Kill’, he heard Schuh squeal in what he thought sounded like delight.
Schuh had found her mother’s diary in the last place she’d looked. She stared at the leather journal and slowly traced her fingers along the blem printed on the front. She hesitated in opening it, because she was afraid of what she might read, but she knew she had to look in it. When she untied the string which held it together a photograph of her mother fell out. Schuh picked it up and looked at it. It suddenly hit her that she would never see her mother again; her death became a reality. Tears began to fall out of her eyes, which until that point had been a hardened barrier. At first she was silent but as her sadness grew she began to sob heavily.
Peter just looked at the tears as they slid down Schuh’s smooth cheeks. He put his hand up to her face and wiped her eyes. He wanted to comfort her. He reached out to touch her arm and pulled her towards him, letting her cry into his shoulder as he enveloped her in a tight hug. Schuh felt so comfortable in his arms, she wanted to stay there forever; she felt safe.
Eventually, the crying slowed down and she pushed herself away from Peter’s chest so she could look at him. They looked at each other and Schuh forced a smile. Peter put his hand behind her head and drew it towards him so he could kiss her. Schuh was surprised to feel his lips on hers but soon began to return his kisses. As he kissed her, Peter guided Schuh towards the large wooden desk and lifted her onto it, so she was at the same height as him. He continued to kiss her while he pushed her dress up to her hips. He wasn’t exactly sure what he expected her to be wearing underneath, but the cream coloured pantaloons matched the era of her dress. He pulled them down and off her legs, so he was able to caress her thighs. As he continued to kiss her, Peter’s hand went to her pussy and he began to gently rub his hand up and down the slit. As he did this, he could feel his cock growing hard and it took all his effort not to ravage her on the desk.
Schuh was unsure of how to respond to him. She had only ever been with one man before. She continued to kiss him back as his finger began to explore her pussy. She could feel herself become wet at his touch, a sensation she had rarely felt before. She felt Peter rub her clit and briefly stopped kissing him because of the overwhelming feeling of pleasure she was experiencing. He was rubing gently and Schuh was soon able to resume kissing him.
Once Peter thought that Schuh was well lubricated, he put one finger into her pussy. It was tight and Peter was unsure if any man had ever entered the same place he just had. His tongue found hers and their kisses became more passionate. Peter rocked gently as he fucked her with his finger. He then slid another finger into her tight cunt. He could here Schuh inhale sharply as he did this, but her soft moans soon let him know that she was enjoying it. Her moans increased in intensity and volume the faster he moved his fingers. He thought that Schuh was about to cum, but she said nothing to indicate that this was true. When he pushed a third finger into her pussy she began rocking back and forth onto his fingers. Soon she began to moan even louder and he felt her muscles contract before the moaning stop. He withdrew his fingers.
“Did you cum?” he asked.
Schuh didn’t say anything as she was too shy to answer, because truthfully she didn’t know. She assumed what had just happened was her cumming, but sex was a taboo subject in the respectable part of London Under, so she was very ignorant about the subject. Her lips parted from Peter’s briefly and she smiled at him. She had a fuzzy feeling in her head; one of ecstasy and brief happiness. She was able to momentarily forget all of her problems. She looked into Peter’s blue eyes lovingly. She could not describe what she felt towards him, but her feelings were strong and loving. She put a hand to his crotch and was able to feel his hard cock through his jeans. Peter smiled and began kissing her again.
Peter wanted to fuck her, but not in the study and not under these circumstances. He wasn’t sure if she had ever been with a man before either. However, in reality he wanted to fuck her hard. His desire for her overwhelmed his desire to do what he thought was best. He lifted her off the desk and led her down the hallway where he assumed the bedrooms were. The first room he came to was the bathroom, but the second was a small bedroom with a single bed. He assumed this room was Schuh’s. She followed him into the bedroom and allowed him to push her onto the bed. He remained standing so he could take off his clothes. As he took off his clothes he watched as Schuh took off her shoes and dress. Her skin under the clothes was very clean and equally as pale as the skin he saw before. She was very thin and had small breast which matched her petite figure. Once naked, Peter climbed onto the bed and positioned himself so he was on top of Schuh with a hand on either side of her head. He then reached down and spread her legs apart slightly.
Schuh felt his cock enter her pussy. It took her a bit by surprise and hurt slightly as it entered her. But once his cock was deep inside her pussy, she only felt pleasure. He began to pull in and out of her. He began to grunt softly at the same rhythm as his moving cock. Schuh was moaning too, enjoying the sensation of having her pussy filled by a man she had only met that morning. As he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy she reached down and began to rub her clit softly. This intensified the enjoyment she was feeling.
Peter began to kiss Schuh’s neck as she did this. She put her head back slightly allowing him to have complete access to her neck. He began to fuck her harder as he neared his threshold. He wanted nothing more than to cum inside her. Schuh stopped rubing her clit so she would be able to concentrate completely on this man’s cock in her pussy. Peter began fucking her with such and intensity and strength that Schuh’s head began to hit the headboard with every thrust. With a final thrust he came inside her pussy just as he felt her muscles tensing as she orgasmed.
Peter pushed himself off Schuh and laid himself beside her. He took her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sound of their heavy breathing together.
“Peter, I have something to tell you. I don’t know if you have figured it out yet or not.” Schuh snuggled into his arms even more. “I am your sister.”
