1. Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 9


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: jordeso, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Ice streaked through my veins and I leapt up off of Cammi. Cammi shot up from the table with the same energy and panic as I had and I saw a small glob of semen drip out of her pussy onto the carpet. Shit! I sprinted into the kitchen and returned half a moment later with fistfuls of paper towels just as Cammi returned the toppled chair to its original position. As I neared the ornate dining table I saw there was a huge oil smear where Cammi's chest had been flattened atop the table. Cammi and I glanced at each other with terrified expressions; we both knew we had maybe another fifteen seconds before our mom entered the house. Cammi grabbed half the paper towels from me and bent down to wipe the cum from the carpet as I animatedly wiped the dining table with both hands, smearing the body oil everywhere. Funny how history repeats itself, eh? I swear I remember another couple of times where Cammi took tissues from my hand to wipe off cum. I dismissed the intrusive thought and refocused on wiping down the table as Cammi scrambled away towards the living room, holding a paper towel against her crotch to stop more cum leaking out. I observed the table for a split second, still seeing oil smears, but content they weren't Cammi-shaped anymore. I ran into the living room, where Cammi was hurriedly getting her panties on, and heard the car lock beep and the garage door closing. Cammi and I shot each other terrified glances again, knowing our mom would come through the door ...
    to the garage any second, and that there was no way we could run past it and upstairs in time. I scooped up my clothes from the floor and dove into the tiny storage room at the back of the living room, and Cammi quickly joined me just as we heard the door open and my mother speaking indistinctly. I shut the storage room door as quickly and quietly as possible, engulfing Cammi and myself in total darkness in a cramped, tight space. Cammi and I stood there for a couple minutes, naked and in the dark, anxiously wondering whether our mother had heard or seen the door close. I held my breath for a few seconds that felt like years, certain that my mom would yank the door open and seal my and Cammi's doom, before I heard my mother's voice getting louder. She was walking into the living room, and talking. "Oh only all the time.........No, everything's great.........Really," I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I realized my mom was talking on the phone and probably didn't notice anything. That relief disappeared as quickly as it came when I heard my mom plop herself down on the couch, meaning I was trapped in this glorified broom closet probably forever. "Yes, everything's wonderful, I'm afraid of jinxing it. I finally closed this sale I've been working on since June, the kids are behaving, it's all great.........Even Craig.........He was!.........I don't know! It was like something changed overnight.........Mmhmm.........Well, he's letting Camille actually use her phone for ...
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