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

    starters.........That's probably it. It's like he- exactly!" Oh my God I'm going to be stuck here until next week. "Funny you should mention that, Craig was just talking about that the other day.........That. He's really the spitting image of his father, or so I'm told.........Do you? I barely can. And Craig used to say all the time that he was forgetting what Allie looked like and he was afraid of forgetting George too, but.........Yeah.........It's uncanny." I felt something brush against me and nearly yelled from being startled. After collecting myself and making sure my head hadn't popped off I realized it was just Cammi, who I had forgotten was in the room with me, and was slowly trying to dress herself in the dark without making noise. Why didn't I think of that? If Mom suddenly decides now's a good time to vacuum we'd still be screwed, but at least we won't be ass naked. I followed Cammi's lead and started the slow struggle to dress myself solely off of feel. "No, we're trying to find the right time.........We're not really sure. We talk about it from time to time and we can never agree on it. He says we should, and I say it doesn't matter, and he says we should do it on principle, so I keep telling him we know how he'll react, why not now? But Craig keeps saying it's not the right time, it's not the right time, it has to be- yup.........What do you think?.........I don't think it matters either way." I heard Cammi finish dressing herself as I got my shirt on. As ...
    uncomfortable as it was being trapped in the storage room by a gossiping mom, I was glad her conversation was giving us the time to discreetly clothe ourselves and hide the fact that we had just fucked each other's brains out on the dining table. "Hey, that's a good idea.........That I do.........No, no one notices that. And they get along well. Sometimes I think too well.........Oh, well have a great flight, we'll see you when you get back!.........Please, it was my pleasure! Be safe!" The ending of my mom's conversation caught my attention, and I quickly zipped up my jeans, ready to bolt from the storage room and try to sneak upstairs and pretend I had been in my room the whole time. All that was left was for my mom to get the hell off the couch and give me and Cammi the opportunity. My mom stood up and I began counting my lucky stars how everything seemed to fall into place for me. Go to the kitchen, go boot up your computer, just please leave the room and don't go upstairs! Unfortunately, I heard my mom's footsteps climbing the stairs, and my heart sank. Cammi opened the storage room door and we snuck out successfully, but I started to panic again, desperately trying to think up an excuse for where we had been. "Come on," Cammi said, and led me by the hand out of the room. "Where are we gonna go?" I asked. "Mom's checking on us upstairs! We're screwed!" Cammi ignored my defeatist whining and led me to the door to the garage, where she quietly put on her shoes and motioned me ...