1. The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Black, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, Female/Female, Group Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Job/Place-of-work, Latina, Older Male / Female, Threesome, Toys, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    joined them for threeways at night, if Fernanda was ok with it. On the weekends their debauchery was increased. Led by Fernanda, chains, toys, and of course, strapons were used. All this changed when a new housemate moved in a few months later. Fernanda was straddling her son in the ocean, kissing, caressing him, Claudia behind Jonny, kissing his shoulders and back. “Are you ready, mom?” Jonny asked. She took a deep breath. “I think so. I can do this. Yes.” They kissed once more. “Claudia, take over please?” Fernanda asked her sister. She happily agreed, straddling Jonny, picking up where his mother left off, guiding his cock inside her. Fernanda exited the water, making her way to her bikini on their private beach. She put it on and used one of the outdoor showers people used to wash off sand and sea water. Then she traversed the path to her new neighborhood. Fernanda entered the kitchen. She saw an older man standing, putting away dishes from various moving boxes strewn about. Switching to Spanish, she greeted him, “Hi Papi.” “Hi darling,” he answered in their native language. “Almost settled in?” Fernanda asked, helping her father. “Yes, almost. I’m glad to be here. I think this was a good idea. You have a lovely new home.” “Thank you,” she replied, looking out the window. She saw Dolly and her father walking a puppy they just bought. They moved in to a house down the street a couple days after Fernanda, Jonny, and Claudia moved into their new home. Fernanda then moved ...
    her father there, not taking no for an answer, a couple months later. Her father was putting away coffee mugs from Puerto Rico when he heard Fernanda clear her throat behind him. “Papi?” she asked. He turned around. She was standing completely naked in the kitchen, her bikini at her feet. “Fernanda, I, I don’t think – ” he looked away from her nude body. “Shh,” she took a step closer. “I’ve wanted this so long, I’ve wanted you for so long – since I first became interested in boys. Please, Papi, please,” she caressed his face. “I, I would never hurt you.” “I know.” “I would never take advantage of you or your sisters. I would never,” “It’s ok. Please?” Fernanda grabbed his hand, slowly bringing it to her breast. “I love you.” Her father gulped, looking over her toned body, “I uh, I,” his eyes met her smiling face. “I love you too.” She nodded her head, still smiling warmly. Her father paused, “All these years?” “Yes.” He nodded, struggling to speak, “I think I knew it deep down. But I could never bring myself to cross that line with you.” “I know. But I want you to. It’s safe here,” Fernanda said. He nodded slowly, bending at the knees, “Forgive me if I stumble.” He picked his daughter up, her tall frame, heavier than he thought, causing both of them to giggle. He was able to make to the nearest bed room on the first floor of their massive home. He gently set Fernanda on the bed and then made his way to the door. He turned around, facing his daughter, returning her smile. He ...