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Love is the Drug

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Drug, Female / Girl, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Teen, Threesome, Young, Author: Goosebump, Rating: 94.2, Source: sexstories.com

My hands were still on Lydia’s waist and occasionally I would forget myself. I was so used to her humping her back onto my cock that when she moved away, I would occasionally catch myself pulling her back in. This made her smile. All hope was lost when her other hand disappeared completely under the blanket, I heard her loudly sigh, and I saw what must have been her hand moving the blanket up and down above her crotch. She was masturbating while humping her back onto my cock. Her sister was watching and seemingly getting turned on. Was I the only sane person in this house? “Keep talking to her, Jack,” Emma said in what looked like a trance. I couldn’t go on with this. I was just about to protest, when it hit me. I was coming up. Everything was beginning to feel good. My body’s senses were becoming heightened even beyond sexual excitement. It felt just like I remember it felt like when I was doing ecstasy or molly. And then I looked at Emma and her trance now made more sense. She was high. I was about to blow up at her but I realized that would be the worst thing in the world for Lydia. I grabbed Emma’s arm and brought her within whispering distance. I was right up against her ear so I could try and talk to her without Lydia hearing. “Are you high? Are you feeling high?” Emma nodded her head. She didn’t seem worried, she was just saying yes. “How did this happen?” I was having an extremely difficult time talking to her with Lydia fingering herself and humping her back ... against my ultra-sensitive cock. “I don’t know, baby,” and she turned her head to bring her lips next to mine. “But it’s turning me on, baby. I’m so horny.” She started to slowly kiss me. Total cognitive failure. I realized five years of sobriety were now broken. I didn’t care. I didn’t even care how I got dosed. The bed I was sitting on suddenly felt softer. Emma’s lips on mine felt like heaven. The young girl in my arms became like a dream. My hands started to rub on her in a very different way. I started to tease my fingers on her skin, lightly brushing up against her and feeling every individual goosebump. Lydia was fingering herself more intensely now. She didn’t seem aware of the making out happening right behind her head. “Jack,” she said. This brought me out of my kiss with Emma. “Keep touching me like that.” I got worried for a moment that Emma hearing about how I was touching her sister underneath the blanket would upset her. Emma indeed became suspicious, and she slowly took the blanket off of Lydia’s body. Her panties were now lowered on her thighs, and I saw for the first time her fingers massaging her clit. She gasped with pleasure as her body hit the open air. My hands jumped off of her and landed on the mattress, hoping Emma wouldn’t see. She obviously knew what they had been doing. Emma brought her face down to my left hand, the one nearest her, and she started to kiss the top of it. Maybe you can imagine that, when on drugs, even this kind of thing feels ...