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Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female Domination, Female/Female, First Time, Group Sex, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male / Female, Threesome, Virginity, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

delicious. Trish tweaked her own nipples as Stacey worked. Trish started shaking, her body tensing up. Stacey rested her hand on Trish’s tummy, continuing to lick and tongue-fuck her pussy, the bridge of her nose and forehead banging against Trish’s clit. “Yes!” Trish moaned, her hands running through Stacey’s hair. “Yes!” Several minutes later, when Stacey’s thirst was satisfied, she wiped her mouth clean. She pushed Trish onto her back and straddled her face, her hands gripping Trish’s hair, holding her in place. Trish was to return the favor to her sister. Trish licked and slurped at Stacey’s pussy, her hands cupping her ass. “Yes! Keep going!” Stacey commanded, tightly gripping Trish’s hair. “Ugh!” Trish’s hands roamed over Stacey’s butt and thighs, while her tongue remained buried in Stacey’s pussy. A few moments passed, an orgasm building in Stacey, and she began grinding against Trish, rubbing her pussy against her mouth. “Ahhh fuck!” Satisfied, Stacey rolled off Trish, lying next to her, out of breath. “We’re not done,” she said. “Nope,” Trish agreed. The sisters turned to one another, smiled, and began kissing savagely. Hours passed. Stacey and Trish were locked into the same position that caused their sons to excuse themselves while playing Twister. This time they were naked, sweating profusely, and cumming non-stop. They were grinding their pussies together, their asses bouncing up and down, looks of determination on their faces. Finally, they came again, moaning ... loudly, their quivering pussies spasming against each other. They collapsed on the bed, rubbing each other’s feet and calves, catching their breath. Stacey sat up, pulling Trish with her. They climbed off the bed, arms around each other, their sweaty bodies sticking together. They walked to the bathroom, bent forward and rolled into the now room temperature bathtub. There was still some water left in it. They kissed, caressed, and held each other until they cooled off. “Happy New Year,” Trish said. “We missed watching the ball drop and fireworks.” “I’d say there was plenty of fireworks in here,” Stacey said. “Yes.” “When we get home, we’re taking our sons to bed,” Stacey said matter-of-factly. “We’ll cross that line.” Trish added. They dried off later, got in bed, and snuggled. Too tired to make love again, they fell asleep as best friends, sisters, and now, everything to one another. Chapter 10 Aaron and Bennet waited for their dates by the front door. They were wearing a shirt and tie, their dates wearing matching black, spaghetti strapped dresses. It had been a few days since their moms returned from Hawaii and an evening was planned. They thought this would be another date with their aunts. They were wrong. “Switch,” Stacey said, moving to her son, Aaron’s arm. Trish did the same, holding Bennet’s hand. “Uh, switching?” Aaron asked. “Yes, you’re on a date with your mothers tonight,” Stacey said. “Let’s go.” They went to the same beachside, romantic restaurants again, each ...