Reunion Pt. 01
A fire brings the family back together.
All characters are over 18
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Dean's phone vibrated and rang violently on the night stand beside his king size bed. Lethargically rolling over, his half opened brown eyes looking at the time, which read 12:30 in the morning. Cursing anyone that would dare call him at such a late hour when they knew he had to be up in another four and a half hours for work. His hand landed heavily on his iPhone 6s as it slowly crawled across the wooden surface.
"There had better be a good damn reason for waking me in the middle of the damn night," Dean growled into his phone.
"Son?" his father's voice came over the line. Instantly Dean was fully awake. Since he had moved out when he was eighteen they had hardly spoken to one another, due to his choice of marrying the woman he had been cheating with when his mother was still alive. Six month's hadn't even passed since her death when he told his six year old son that she was going to be his new mother. Ever since then, while Dean was sure she was a lovely woman, to Dean she was the enemy to his mother's memory.
"Yeah? What is it that couldn't wait till I awoke in another four hours?" Dean asked growing irate at his father.
"There's been a fire. The house is a total loss," Steven said, his attention diverted by whom Dean could only guess were the kids he had with her. To Dean, they to were the enemy too, it wasn't long after his father brought the woman into their home that the traces of his mother started to disappear. Before she could remove any more of his precious memories of his loving mother, Dean had hoarded what he could in his room. Whenever she or his father tried to remove anything from his room, it was swiftly saved from the rubbish and returned to its proper place. When Dean grew into adulthood, standing his ground, defying them as much as he could when they thought to erase his mother. "I know we haven't talked in six years but I was wondering if we could stay with you until the investigation was done, and for the insurance company to write a check for what we lost tonight."
"You know that is why hotels were invented," Dean said not eager to have anyone of them in his house. A house that he had bought dirt cheap during the housing crisis and he wasn't fond of having them defile his sanctuary.
"That's the thing Dean... we are already here," Steven said, knocking on his front door.
"Fuck!" Dean cursed as he ended the call, wondering how his father knew where he lived. Smacking his forehead, knowing all his father had to do was run his name and social security number through whatever his father used when he was at his precinct to get his address. Throwing on his pajama bottoms that lined his floor, grumbling as he walked through his darkened house. Dean could smell the smoke that clung to them as he opened the door. Holding the door open for them as they filed into his warm home.
"Thanks..." His father began to say before Dean cut him off.
"The spare bedrooms are back there," Dean said pointing towards the other side of the house. "You will have to share a bathroom though," his voice drifted down the hall as he walked back to his room.
His alarm blared in his ear angrily, rolling out of bed knowing the day was going to be draining on his sleep depraved body. Hot water cascaded down his body dislodging the lingering cobwebs of his slumber from his mind. Dean hoped they wouldn't take too long to close whatever investigation they had to do to ensure it wasn't arson. Taking care of his daily routine after he left the warmth of his shower. Dressing in a white dress shirt and black dress pants as he got ready to head into work. Eager for the ten hours he would be away from them, then the thought occurred to him about what they would do while he was gone.
Pouring himself a cup of coffee, Dean's ears perked when he heard the faint sounds of moaning coming from the other side of his house. Setting down his cereal box as his stepmother entered his kitchen. Eyeing the floral robe, noting the price tag that was still attached to the sleeve. Watching her as she moved around the kitchen as he sat down to his breakfast.
"Thanks for making the coffee, Dean," Anna said, pouring the steaming liquid into the mug in her hand. Her green eyes falling on her stepson as he remained silent, watching as he scrolled through his e-mail as he slowly chewed his food. "So how has life been for you?" she asked trying to make small talk. Yet as those eyes flickered over to her, she knew there was never going to be a chance to grow close. "Obviously you're doing well for yourself, given the state of this house," Anna said slipping her coffee while looking around taking in his home. "So? What exactly do you do for a living that has you up so early?"
"IT manager," Dean said not bothering to look up from his phone.
"I thought I smelled coffee," Steven said walking sleepily into the kitchen. Smiling warmly at his wife as she handed him a fresh cup. "Dean, I want to thank you for letting us stay," he said as he poured a few teaspoons of milk into his coffee. "God that's good," Steven groaned as his wife nodding in agreement. "So, while we are here, we thought if there's anything you need done around here, just let us know."
"Uh huh," Dean said after draining the last of the milk from the bowl. There wasn't much that needed fixing and he was damned if he was ever going to ask them for help with that. Dean would rather pay someone to come in a fix the problem then relaying on them. He felt their eyes on him as he cleared off the table, washed his bowl and drifted back to his room to retrieve his briefcase.
"Dean," Anna said as she stood in the doorway to his bedroom. Nodding in approval of the orderly state of the room. "I was wondering... if you don't mind if I did the shopping, seeing how you live like a single man normally does," she said, smiling warmly at him.
"Fine," Dean sighed tilting his head back, praying to whomever was listening for strength to survive this ordeal.
"Now, let me have a look at you," Anna said, as his briefcase slid off his desk. Her hands running along his shoulders, down his arms noting how he had filled out since he moved out. Pulling him in for a hug, her hands running down his back, frowning when his arms remained at his side. Watching him leave, closing his door behind her, wondering if they should bring Dean into their special little secret. "Dean? When will you be home so we all can sit down for a family dinner," Anna asked as his coat slid over his shoulders.
"Don't bother, I'll just grab something on the way home."
"Now, Dean that's not very becoming of you," his father said making himself at home in his recliner. The remote to his 60' flat screen in his hand, to Dean it appeared his father wouldn't be heading into work.
"4:30," Dean said closing the door behind him.
"Honey? What are we going to do? I don't think he will let us stay here forever," Anna said lowering herself into her husband's lap.
"I don't know dear for now we need to keep that from him. I doubt he would approve of our life style," Steven said his hand rubbing the small of her back.
"But what if we brought him into to it?" Anna said playing with his salt and pepper hair.
"Brought who into what?" Camilla asked as she entered the living room rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her auburn curly hair askew from her fitful rest, her hazel eyes taking in the strange surroundings realizing where she was at. "Oh, right, the brother that doesn't want anything to do with us," she said with a hint of scorn. When Dean was still living with them she always watched him, silently falling for her brother that protected the memory of his mother when no one else did. While at the time, she didn't understand why he cared so much about things that to her seem so trivial. She had moved into his room drinking in his scent that still lingered in his room. Rearranging the room to her liking that was when she had found the photo album that he had hidden away. Flipping through the book, a woman she never seen before filled the photos, Camilla ran her fingers over the woman's face. Thinking how beautiful his mother was, then seeing the object's that were within her possession. She gasped, finally realizing why those odd trinkets meant so much to him. They were the last connection he had of the woman that brought him into the world.
A single tear ran down her cheek, falling onto the plastic covering that protected the pictures. Wondering how his own parent, couldn't even see that. It wasn't until later that she had learned of her father's indiscretion with her mother. Thinking back, no wonder she always saw the hate in his eyes as they took over the home that once radiated his mother's warmth. Camilla had scanned the photo's into her computer loading them onto a USB stick. Always keeping it with her thinking if he ever showed up she would have presented him with her gift. Now that they were there within his own home feeling those old emotions resurfacing. Camilla wondered how he would react when she handed him the jump drive.
"What time is it?" her brother said groggily as he walked into the living room in only his boxers.
"Almost six," Anna said rising from her husband's lap noting the scratches she had given him the night before. "Mark? You can't walk around like that any more... we are guesst here, so when I go shopping, I'll pick you up some pajamas."
"Ah, come on mom, I'm sure Dean doesn't care," Mark huffed crossing his arm's across his chest.
"Your mother is right son, we have already seen how he reacted to us being here this morning," Steven said, palming his daughter's ass. His middle finger running along her cotton panties that covered her slit. "So, let us try to not encroach upon your brother any more than we already have."
"Now, I'll see what I can find to make us some breakfast before your father takes you to school," Anna said, smiling at their combined groans.
Dean leaned back in his chair, waiting for the server to update before he could install the new software for the law firm he worked for. Looking over at the clock, his stomach rumbled knowing it was lunch time. Looking at the time left before the update was complete, his mind ran through the list of restaurant's that was in walking distance to the firm. Dean didn't like driving in the city unless it was coming or going from his place of work. He didn't trust the peoples driving habits that zoomed through the streets of the city. Just as he settled on the Mexican restaurant down the street, a knock came upon his office door. As he looked up there stood his stepmother in the doorway wearing a yellow sundress with yellow silk stockings, and four inch yellow pumps. In her right hand she held a drink tray, and a brown plastic bag in the other. Seeing the name of the local sub shop written across the bag.
"Hello Dean," Anna said smiling motherly at him. A single strand of her auburn hair hung down along her cheek that had escaped the french braid. "I thought, since you didn't pack a lunch, we could eat together since I was out shopping to replace the clothes we lost."
"Wait! Wow did you know..." Dean said, catching himself. "Let me guess... my father," he said with a sneer.
"Yes, he told me," Anna said, pondering how she could break through that hate of his. "Dean, why do you hate us so much?" she asked softly setting down their food on his desk.
"I think you know why."
"No, I don't, please I want to know," Anna said setting his food and drink before him.
"If it wasn't for you, my mother would still be alive," Dean said darkly pushing aside his food. "She wouldn't have been out that night looking for the two timing husband that was sleeping around on his wife. She wouldn't have been on the road looking for the man she thought loved her, but no her fate was sealed when her car was struck by a drunk driver. Then I wouldn't have to see a woman erasing her from a home she had no right to be in, and a father that cared nothing about how his own son felt marrying that said woman only months after her death." Anna's lip trembled as his unsaid anger laced his words.
"I had no idea you felt like that Dean," Anna whispered reaching across his desk yet watching as he pulled away. "You think I don't know if I hadn't called your father that night she would still be alive. It wasn't your father that wanted to marry so soon. I was the one that told him that a boy your age needed someone to be there for him. Thinking I was doing the right thing to remove the items that I knew would cause you grief baby. I just didn't know that it would make you feel this way towards us. Knowing I could never replace her but my guilt of how she died, I had to try to be a mother to the son she left behind," Anna said tears glistening in her green eyes. "Maybe it would be a good idea if we just went to a hotel until we can sort this out." Dean mauled over what she had just said. Was she telling the truth? Were her words genuine? Were those tears real?
"Why? You're already there, what would be the point?" Dean said shrugging his shoulders. Grabbing the sub she had brought him, noticing how her eyes lit up at the gesture.
"So I was thinking we could have a pork roast for dinner," Anna said watching as he tossed the wrapper into the waste-basket underneath his desk.
"That would be fine," Dean said as the server began its restart sequence. Rolling back grabbing the cardboard box that contained the firms new software for the accounting department.
"Dean? Is it just you in here?" Anna asked her cheeks sucked in as she drew upon the straw. Giving him a preview of how she looked when she had a nice hard tool in her mouth.
"Yes, but I don't mind," Dean said, over the noise as he opened the box. Anna's eyes ran down his back as he stood at the servers mainframe, tapping away on the built-in keyboard as the disk spun rapidly. Biting her lip as his dress pants contoured to his well defined ass. Wondering just how often did he work out, her mind working out a plan to join him during one of his sessions.
"So Dean... I see you keep yourself fit," Anna cooed. "You wouldn't mind if I went with you sometime?"
"Well," Dean said tilting his head to the side. "Maybe... then they would tone down the flirting but I doubt it."
"I see," Anna said amused at the thought her boy was turning heads. "I take it there are more women then men at this gym?"
"More than I thought there was when I joined it," Dean said sliding the keyboard back into the mainframe, unaware of the lustful gaze his stepmother burned into his back. Anna watched his hand's move across the keyboard as his eyes scanned down the lines of code.
"Well, I'll let you get back to work," Anna said rising from her chair. "Thank you for talking to me, I'm sorry it took so long to finally talk about that night," she said leaning over the back of his chair. Allowing his head to rest between her breast as her arms draped down his chest. "You know your father and I love you very much," Anna said, her cheek brushed against his as her fingers teased his shirt, feeling his hard body beneath them. "Well, I'll see when you get home," she said, placing a kiss on his cheek. Moaning inwardly as her hands ran up his well defined chest. She loved her husband and her son they were fantastic lovers, yet Steven had let himself go since he made lead detective, and her son was more of a nerd to into his computer than his body. She couldn't wait to finally have a hard body underneath her once again.
Anna paced around the house as Camilla lounged on the couch while Mark worked on his laptop. Seeing how much damage was done while they fled from their home. She had spent the afternoon cleaning his house though all it really needed was a good dusting in the rooms that had long since been dormant. Anna loved her old home, however, she found herself enjoying the open space of Dean's home. Even if the room she and Steven had taken wasn't as large as she would have liked, yet she knew that eventually she would be sharing that master bedroom of his. She had bought just the right gym outfit after she had left him at lunch with that thought in mind.
"Mom relax," Camilla said, looking over the back of the couch as her mother paced. "I'm sure Dean will be home soon," her heart leaped as the sound of a car door closed. She had dressed in clothes that would compliment her curves without being too slutty, she didn't want her brother see her in that light, at least not yet. Biting her lip as the door handle began to turn, she had been half asleep when they got to his place and he was gone when she had woken up. The afternoon sun highlighted his body as he entered, her eyes just couldn't get enough of the man he had turned into. Gone was the acne that had plagued him when he was a teenager, no longer was he that scrawny boy she had fallen in love with. Her eyes roaming over his body as he hanged his coat by the door, her mouth watered as she got a good look at his ass, she had thought her mother had lied to her. "Hello Dean," Camilla said, rising from the couch. She wanted him to see how well she had developed since he had left six years ago. Feeling her skin heat as those soft brown eyes took in her adult body.
"Camilla... my I bet you have beat the guys off of you," Dean said his eyes running down her body. The last time he had seen his half sister she had been a flat chested preteen that hanged out far too much in his room. Her DD breasts strained her soft pink t-shirt, allowing her mid drift to show whenever she moved. Her low cut jeans hugged her alluring hips, her lacy blue thong peeked over the top of her jeans as she walked around the couch.
"I missed you so much," Camilla whispered into his ear as she hugged him tightly. Feeling her nipples harden as she held the man she had fantasized throughout her adolescence. Hoping he could feel how well her breasts felt as they pressed against his chest. Smiling as she rested her cheek against him as he returned her hug.
"Fuck!" Dean heard someone yell from the other side of the house.
"Mark? What's wrong?" Anna called out to him from the entrance to the hallway.
"Oh nothing... just that I now have a three pound paperweight," Mark said tossing his laptop out of his room smashing it against the wall.
"Hey! Watch what you throw in my house," Dean growled, fuming when he saw the hole in the drywall.
"Get that ass out here right now!" Anna screamed at her son when she to saw the damage his anger had caused. Mark exited his room with an aloof look plastered across his face until he saw his half brother. His adams apple bobbed up and down as he saw the fire burning within those brown eyes. "Just what the hell were you thinking tossing that computer of yours against the wall huh? Do you expect your brother to pay for the damage that you caused to his home that he's allowing us to stay in?" Anna screaming inches away from his face. "No, once dinner is over you and your father will head to Home Depo and buy the things that you will need to repair it. And don't expect that we are going to pay for it, you are, however much it will cost, will come out of your allowance."
"What!" Mark said aghast at the thought. How did she expect him to fix something he had no clue on how to repair.
"Oh, you'll fix it all right, you alone, your father will see that you do it right. Now don't you have something to say to your brother," Anna said, stepping out of the way.
"Sorry," the smack across the back of his head made even Dean wince. "I'm sorry that my anger got the better of me," Mark said hanging his head.
"You fix the hole, we'll call it even, so tell just what kind of laptop would cause you toss it against my wall?"
"Asus-ROG," Mark moaned in despair.
"Ah yeah, I'd be pissed too," Dean said nodding his condolence at the loss of a high end gaming laptop. Tapping his chin thinking that his old one could be better, if not on par with the one he lost. He was about to tell his brother that when his father walked through the door.
"What's going on?" Steven asked noting the mood of the room.
"See for yourself," Dean said, pulling the tail of his shirt out of his pants giving his sister a peak at his developing abs as he headed towards his room to change. Camilla followed after him feeling her USB stick burning a hole in her pocket. Sucking in a gasp as she stood in his doorway looking upon his bare chest. She had seen far more muscle bound boys at her school, yet it seemed to her Dean was more focused on definition then those overbearing muscles she found unappealing.
"Fuck!" Camilla moaned inwardly how her carnal desire rose its ugly head.
"Something I can help you with?" Dean said stopping as his unbuckled belt hung limply against his leg.
"Umm... a few years ago, when you moved out, I kind of took over your room," Camilla said fidgeting how she felt so foolish standing there like that. Yet her heart hammered against her rib cage as he failed to cover himself. "I found the photo album that you hid," she said watching his eyes going wide, he had forgotten where he had hid it when he was eight. However, since then all he had to remember his mother were the items he had stored around his home. Over the years her image began to fade from his mind, as much as he tried to hold on to it, he thought he was failing her. "I'm sorry, but it was lost in the fire," Camilla said how her heart sank, seeing his body collapse onto his bed. His lip quivering as he came to grip with its loss. "Dean," Camilla said, tentatively approaching him, her hand resting on his forearm. How those eyes of his looked at her with such sadness. "I was hoping to give this to you," she said, pulling her gift from her pocket. "When you came to visit us but you never did," tearing up at the lost of the years they were apart. Placing the USB stick in his left hand her lips curled into a smile as he stared in awe of her gift. Walking over to his desk, lifting the lid of his laptop inserting it into the port. Cupping his mouth to contain his gasp as the window opened.
"Mama," Dean whispered his fingers ran down the screen. Tears streaked down his cheeks, he never thought he would ever see another image of her again. Camilla was taken back as she was wrapped in his arms, his hot tears soaking into her shirt. "Thank you so much, you have no idea what this means to me," he said in a low whisper.
"I think I do," Camilla said, pulling him close her hand running along his back.
"What can I ever do to repay you for this?" Dean asked stepping back from her. A devilish light played across her hazel eyes wondering if he would give her what she wanted.
"I want a kiss and a date," Camilla said trying to keep her voice steady. "I mean a real kiss and a real date," she said gaining confidence in her plan.
"You want me to kiss you?" Dean asked confused by her statement.
"Yes, right here, right now," Camilla said, stepping closer to him. Looking up at his handsome face that she had pleasured herself to, she was glad he couldn't feel how nervous she was at that moment. The quick peck on her lips made her scowl as that wasn't what she wanted. Taking hold of the sides of his head looking into his eyes. "This... is how you kiss silly," she said teasingly before capturing his lips. Her tongue tracing along his lips, making his mouth open slightly allowing her exploring tongue access. The moan that filled her mouth was so delightful as she explored the warmth of his mouth. Feeling the heat forming in between her legs as she felt his tongue twisting around hers, then something else caught her attention something that she had hoped would respond to her. Pushing herself harder against his body feeling his growing rod pressing itself against her stomach. How she just wanted to drop to her knees and take that cock she had dreamt about into her mouth. However, she knew it had to wait, it had to be special, it had to be done right, so he wouldn't refute her.
"Mmmm," Camilla softly moaned as he pulled away. "See? That is how you kiss someone," she said, her eyes quickly flickered down seeing the growing bulge before returning to his face. A satisfied feeling washed over her, knowing she could make him aroused as much as he did her. "Now I'm expecting you Friday night say 8 and wear something nice," Camilla said smugly as she exited his room. Pressing her back against the wall of the living room, glad no one was around as she slid down to the floor. Her fingers tracing along her lips imprinting the feeling of his lips forever into her mind.
"Baby? Are you all right?" Anna asked as she left the kitchen as she had heard something strange from the living room. "Why are you sitting on the floor?" she asked, looking down at her daughter.
"I'm fine mom," Camilla said, smiling up at her. Anna didn't need to ask when she saw those satisfied eyes of her daughters, she knew something wonderful had just happened.
"Come and tell me everything while I prepare dinner," Anna said helping her daughter to her feet. "Wait! Stop! What do you mean you saved something for him?" she asked when her daughter became vague of what brought it all about. Watching as Camilla opened the cabinet taking out a chipped navy blue mug.
"Mom? What does this mug mean to you?" Anna looked at her in confusion it meant nothing to her, she would have tossed the damaged mug away and replaced it with a new one. "Mom to Dean this mug represents the last time his mother drank her coffee, of the joy he saw in her eyes every morning when he would run into the kitchen in the mornings. Every single item he had stored in his room while he lived with us meant something different to him at least that's what I think when I lookeded at the photos every day," Camilla said, her mind was in a state of bliss.
"So? What happened to them?" Anna asked curious wondering if this was the cause of her daughter's radiating glow.
"They were caught in the fire but I gave him the digital copies I had made long ago."
"And what happened then?" Anna asked, setting down the knife on the cutting board.
"We kissed," Camilla whispered her auburn hair hiding her reddening cheeks.
"I take it was enjoyable," Anna said, arching an eyebrow seeing her widening smile.
"Very," Camilla said tilting her head back. "He was so hard, I can still feel it pressing against me." Anna bit her lip holding her tongue as the front door opened.
"We're back," Steven called out. Anna sighed, she wanted to continue their conversation, yet that would have to be put on hold for the moment as she saw movement from Dean's room. Her eyes flickered down seeing the slight bulge of his softening cock. Wondering how big he had become since the little boy she helped raised.
"Dinner should be ready in 30," Anna said, smiling at him as he entered the kitchen. Watching his gaze that was fixated on the mug that sat on the counter. She began to wonder if any of her children would view the items she would leave behind with as much longing she saw in her stepson as he looked upon that chipped mug. Then she saw the glistening of his eyes as his memory flared to life. "Baby, I know you miss her very much," she said the back of her fingers brushing along his cheek. "Let's put this back where it belongs, we wouldn't want it to get broken," Anna said, knowing that in the morning that would be the mug she would be using. Not to replace the image of his mother, but to have him see her as the mother she longed to be.
"Well, the patch should be dry in a few days," Steven said entering the kitchen, which to Dean, felt too cramped at the moment. "I'll pick some paint swatches on my way home," he said grabbing a beer out of the refrigerator.
"Man, my knees are killing me," Mark groaned as he joined them. His hands, face and hair were speckled in the dried drywall mud.
"Next time, don't throw crap in my house," Dean said pushing passed him. Something was weird about them, something that he just couldn't put his finger on. His mind knew it was wrong to get aroused as his sister kissed him, yet as her braless clad breasts pressed into his chest. He just couldn't help but wonder if they were as soft as they felt through her shirt. Reclining in his chair that his father had commandeered earlier that morning. He hoped that the TV would help clear his mind of the conflicting thoughts he was having for his well developed sister. Or at least it would have worked if Camilla hadn't joined him in the living room.
"Mind if I join you?" Camilla whispered softly into his ear.
"No," Dean said thinking she would sit down on the couch. Yet he was stunned when she slid over the arm rest and into his lap. Wrapping his left arm around her as she rested against his chest, allowing his hand to rest slightly above her mound.
"Dean, I can't wait till Friday, do you mind if we go to the Rock House?" Camilla said nuzzling his neck. Smirking, feeling the stirring of his rod underneath her as her hand ran down his chest. "You don't know how long I thought about you brother," she cooed, moving his hand to her awaiting entrance. She wanted him to feel her heat, she wanted him to know how much he excited her. "Can't you feel how my body wants you?" Camilla began to shiver as his fingers moved of their own. Finding her tight button through her jeans.
"Don't stop," she softly moaned smiling, seeing her mother standing silently in the dining room watching them. A smile and a nod were the only thing that she gave any indication that she knew what she was doing at the moment. "Dean can I touch you?" Camilla asked yet she didn't wait for his answer before her hand slipped in between the slit of his pajamas. Her fingers wrapping around his growing member, Dean moaned softly as her hand moved in slow, soft strok's. "Touch my tits Dean," she said taking his free hand slipping it under the hem of her shirt. "Yes that's it... play with my nipples," Camilla groaned feeling his and her own orgasms approaching. Cupping her hand around his head to catch as much as his cum as she could. Tossing her head back. moaning as his fingers pinched her throbbing clit. "That's it baby, feel my pussy as it cums for you," she said as her womb sent pulsating waves throughout her canal. Bringing her hand to her mouth she needed to know how sweet his cum tasted on her tongue.
"Mmm yummy," Camilla said, after running her tongue through her prize. Keeping her hand steady as she slid off his lap she knew her mother would want to have a taste. "See you Friday," she said, with a wink before leaving her bewildered brother stunned in his chair. Smiling when she saw her mother was waiting for her in her room. "I assumed you would be here," Camilla said, holding out her left hand offering his seed to her. Anna wasted no time licking Camilla's cum covered palm clean.
"God he tastes so good," Anna moaned as her eyes fluttered as she licked her lips. Savoring the taste of her stepson as it lingered upon her tongue.
"I know! I can't wait till Friday," Camilla said in a sinister light as she undid her pants. She wanted to plunge her fingers deep into her twat so her womanhood would know the feeling of his seed. Squeezing her breasts as her fingers danced along her lips, biting her lip as her mother's hot breath flowed over her clit.
"Let mommy taste her darling girl," Anna said before her mouth clamped over her mound.
"Yes! Eat me! Taste my hungry cunt," Camilla hissed pressing her mother's head against her snatch. Grinding her hips on her mother's tongue as it penetrated her channel.
"Are you going to fuck your brother with this lovely pussy?" Anna asked looking up at her daughter, her juices running down her chin as she rubbed vigorously on her clit. "Are you going to let him stick that hard cock of his deep inside this hot box?" she asked thrusting two fingers into her mound.
"Uhhhhggg fuuuucck," where the only words Camilla could utter as her mother had found her g-spot.
"You didn't answer me baby," Anna said smiling mischievously as her fingers massaged her folds while her thumb rubbed her engorged clit. "How big was he?" she asked not giving her daughter a chance to recover.
"Yes, I'm going to stick that eight inch cock deep within me," Camilla pleaded for release as her muscle's trembled.
"He's that big?" Anna asked her eye's burning with unrequited lust. She thought about how his cock would feel deep inside of her. While her husband and son had perfectly good lengths... the extra two inches would be blissful.
"Yes mommy," Camilla said squealing as her womb flooded her channel coating her mother's fingers in her cream.
"Well then... I'm just going to have to see this cock for myself," Anna said licking her finger's clean.
Dean stood under the torrent of his shower, his mind going a million miles an hour as the water poured down his back. His mind just couldn't get past what happened yesterday, his dreams had been filled of his sister's naked body. Her face contorted in pleasure as he rammed his cock deep inside her cunt. Dean couldn't help but feel his cock lurch at the thought of hearing his sister scream out his name as she came upon his tool. Looking at his hand remembering the softness of her firm tit as he teased her nipple. It wasn't long before Dean stood at full mast as his sister came on his fingers. Dean didn't hear his bathroom door open nor did he feel a par of green eye's drinking in the sight of his bobbing cock as he dried his face.
"Sorry Dean, I didn't know you were in here," Anna said blushing looking away knowing her daughter hadn't lied. "I hoped I could use your bathroom since your father is in ours."
"Oh," Dean said quickly wrapping his towel around his waist.
"Thanks," Anna said hugging him filling his cock pressing against her womanhood. Anna had to fight herself from ripping the towel from his body and rubbing that hard cock of his along her lips before she placed it where it belonged. "I'll cook you breakfast once I'm out," she said as she shut the door.
"You don't have to," Dean said as he quickly dried himself. What was wrong with him? He couldn't remember when he's been this hard. He desperately wanted to release the tension in his cock, yet with Anna in the bathroom he didn't want her to hear his moans. Unaware that she was spying from the crack of the door watching as his cock bounced with every step. Her finger's quickly found themselves between her legs rubbing her clit she couldn't believe how wet she was.
"I want to Dean," Anna said, biting her lip to keep her moan from escaping her lips as she watched as his cock lurched at her voice. "Come here baby... let mommy suck that big cock of yours," she muttered under her breath as her orgasm washed over her. "You decent?" Anna asked as she flushed the toilet to make him believe she was doing her business. Smiling wickedly watching him dig frantically through his drawers. Covering her eyes with her hand yet leaving enough of a gap so she could imprint his cock onto her mind.
As Dean entered the dining room, there was a steaming plate of eggs and bacon with two slices of toast that awaited him. Yet the plate wasn't in the spot where he normally sat when he had his breakfast. The plate sat facing the kitchen which was Anna's plan so he could watch her as she got the others ready for the upcoming day.
"Sit down baby, before it gets cold," Anna said standing with her back to him hoping he was watching her ass shake. As she stirred the eggs once they were done placing the pan in the oven to keep warm until the others were up. Briefly looking over her shoulder as she grabbed the chipped mug from the cabinet, her hair hid her smile as Dean watched as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "I hope the eggs were to your liking sweetheart," Anna said sitting down across from him. Crossing her legs underneath the table, feeling how wet her lips still were, she needed something hard sliding through them. Watching how his eyes stayed on her as she slipped her coffee. "Something wrong Dean?" Anna asked as she peered over the rim of her mug.
"Is there a reason you're drinking from that mug," Dean asked his mind superimposing his mother's image over her body. Sucking in a gasp as her foot rubbed his groin beneath the table. Dean hadn't taken care of his throbbing member before he left his room, there just wasn't enough time to take care of his heated rod. Biting down on the piece of toast trying not to soil his pants in the process.
"Something wrong baby?" Anna asked with a smirk. Watching the shaking of his fork as her toes danced along the length of his shaft. "Surely you can't be nervous talking to me? Not after how you spoke so passionately yesterday," she said, feeling her nipples poking against her robe. "Now you'd better be off," Anna said, taking his plate from him, making sure he watched as her ass swayed as she entered the kitchen.
"So?" Steven said entering the kitchen after Dean had left for work. "Teasing the boy so early?" he said kissing down her neck while pulling up her robe.
"Did that get you hard honey?" Anna cooed as she bent over the sink. Imagining Dean's cock sliding into her hot cunt as she felt her ass jiggle with each of his thrusts. Yet it was nowhere pleasing to her as she felt his sperm shooting into her only after five minutes of his frantic pumping. Spreading her ass cheeks to study his handy work before spanking her ass. It was one of the reasons she had started all of this so she could still be faithful to her husband, while getting what she needed.
"I have to admit, the boy does have good taste in coffee. Ask him what kind he buys so when we leave we won't be starving for it?" Steven asked as he headed towards the living room with a mug in his hand. Unaware of the dissatisfied look on his wife's face, walking into Dean's bathroom, cleaning the spunk from her folds in disgust. She needed release and there was only one person that could give her what she needed. Opening his medicine cabinet looking for anything that could resemble the size of his cock. Then she saw his can of old spice body spray, taking the can, sitting on his sink, her leg's spread as she began to rub the bottom of the can along her lips.
"Oh Dean," Anna moaned softly, so not to alert her husband. Biting her lip as the first inch slipped inside her wet channel. "Fuck me Dean," she said pushing the can deeper into her snatch. "That's it baby, make your mama feel good, ram that cock deep into her dirty cunt," arching her back, pinching her nipples as her juices coated the makeshift cock. "Yes, yes that's it baby," Anna said giving into the pleasure the can was giving her. "Make your mother's dirty hungry cunt cum on that hard cock," she moaned watching her cunt squirt landing on the wall in front of her. Licking the can clean so Dean wouldn't know what she had just used it for, eyeing the puddle that had formed on the counter. Amused with herself with just the thought of her stepson's cock made her leak like a faucet.
Dean's mind couldn't focus on his work as he replayed those two strange events in his mind. Yet he needed to appear busy, just encase his boss came by, which she normally did once a week at odd times. Never giving him a chance to dawdle, while there were plenty of other things to keep him occupied.
"Hello," Dean said answering his phone as he ran anti virus scan through the billing departments system's.
"Soon... we are going to fuck!" Dean held the phone away from his ear looking at the caller ID, yet it read blocked call, scowling as he returned it to his ear.
"Who the hell is this?" Dean growled into the phone.
"An admirer of that fine cock of yours," the unknown female caller said. "I can't wait to get that nice hard dick in between my lips. Feeling my tongue circling that bulbous head, licking up that precum as it leaks out of your balls." Dean's heart raced as he heard the lust in the woman's voice. Adjusting himself as his cock strained the fabric of his dress pants. "Shoving that hard cock deep inside my hungry twat, squeezing it, milking it until you shoot that nice hot load deep into my womb!" Then as abruptly as the call began, Dean was left with a hard on and a dial tune.
"Hello Dean," his boss said standing in the doorway. Her brunette hair fell along her shoulders, her thousand dollar suit did little to hide her bosom. Then again Dean thought all she had to do was button the top three buttons to hide those lovely orbs. Which she normally did around the office except around him, he just couldn't fathom why. He had figured a woman as fine as her wouldn't have trouble finding someone to relieve her itch. "I was hoping you would be able to find out why my laptop was running so slow," she said watching as he rolled under his desk.
"Sure Ms. Edwards, shouldn't be a problem," Dean said trying to calm his body down so that, his boss wouldn't see his hard on that was raging war within his boxers.
"Dean? How many times do I have to tell you to call me Suzie when we are alone?" she asked, placing her laptop on his desk. She knew why it was running slow, visiting porn sites, downloading movies to her hard drive just to have a reason to come down to his office. Knowing how isolated he was from the rest of her firm, she would finally have what she wanted. Leaning over his desk, knowing how her breasts strained the fabric of her shirt, allowing his gaze to be drawn to her body. "Dean is something wrong?" Suzie asked noticing his flushed face.
"Just a weird phone call," Dean said, looking up, catching a view of those tantalizing breasts as he booted up her laptop. How he needed to move his cock to a less obvious place, yet it appeared she wasn't going to leave any time soon. "Well, I can see why it's running slow," Dean said, with a sly smirk noting the numerous adult websites.
"Oh? Let me see?" Suzie said, walking around his desk. "I see," she said chewing her lip as her hand squeezed his shoulder. Her eyes darting down, seeing the tent that had formed in his pants. "Hope this doesn't make you think any less of me Dean," Suzie said with pouty lips.
"Nah, it just makes you human," Dean said inserting his flash drive into her laptop running the anti virus scan along with a porn scrubber. "If you give me fifteen minutes, I should have you up to speed."
"Good, that gives you time to work on something else," Suzie said, pulling him out from under his desk. "I've been thinking about this for a long time Dean," she said tossing her jacket onto the chair across the room. "Ever since the woman's bathroom was flooded forcing me to use the men's room. Seeing that cock of yours... I knew I had to have it," Suzie said, leaning forward, her fingers teasing the tip of his tool. "It's a shame to let this fine piece remain covered," smiling seductively as his zipper yielded to her hunger. Licking her lips as his cock sprung free from the confines of his underwear. "Mmm, my that is a fine cock you have Dean," Suzie said, unzipping her skirt stepping out of it as it pooled around her feet.
"Don't you like my pussy Dean?" Suzie said, standing in front of him in only a black garter belt and her dress shirt. Dean's eyes were drawn to the diamond shaped pubic hair that hovered just above her clit. "Have a taste," she said running her finger across his tongue. "Now, we don't have time for a proper fucking so get that cock up here and shove into my cunt," Suzie said, turning around bracing herself against the desk. "God... it's bigger then I thought," she said in a groan of pleasure as Dean's head began to stretch her open. "Stop give me a second to grow use to it," Suzie said reaching back gripping his hip.
"Fuck you're tight," Dean said through clenched teeth. How he wanted to ram the last two inches into her, yet it seemed to him she hadn't had anyone this deep in a very long time.
"I know baby, now shove the rest of that cock into me!" Howling as his balls slapped her clit as her twat swallowed all eight inches of Dean's cock. "God you're so deep, don't stop fucking me," Suzie moaned her nails dragged along the desktop. Sweat beaded along his brow as Dean watched as his cock glide in and out with each thrust of his hips. Dean knew he wouldn't last long as Suzie clamped down on his penetrating rod, her vaginal muscles squeezed him for dear life. "Yes, yes, fuck yes!" Suzie screamed her juices exploding out around his cock soaking his balls. "Now, shoot that hot load deep into my pussy," Suzie begged as she collapsed onto his desk. Whimpering as she felt the head of his cock poking at the entrance to her womb. "That's it baby fill that starving womb with that delicious baby juice," she cooed as his hot seed flooded her cunt. Dean slumped back into his chair, he and his cock spent, breathing heavily watching as his handy work oozed out of his boss. "Now... I can't have my favorite worker walking around with a soiled cock," Suzie grinned devilishly before engulfing his deflating rod into her greedy mouth.
"Now... I expect you to see more of me now that I had a taste of that orgasmic tool of yours," Suzie said, taking her laptop from the desk. Disappearing back to her office wondering how her web cam recorded their encounter.
Anna had heard the moans and screams as she stood behind the corner, wishing that it was her that was getting fucked by that cock of his. How her jealously roared as the woman moaned, and moaned to no end as she could only assume that Dean was stuffing her to the brim. Her cunt quivered yearning to have that same feeling as she heard coming from that room. Setting down their food she had brought him she wasn't the only one that could play dirty. Smiling wickedly as she unclasped her bra, wiggling out of her panties loving how the warm air flowed over her moist lips. Pinching her nipples making sure they clearly visible to his awaiting eyes. Pulling out the burner phone from her handbag as she stuffed her undergarments into her bag.
"Hello," Anna heard him answer from his office.
"That was quite the performance Mr. you know how wet that made me and how jealous I am that you didn't stuff that cock into me. But you drilled that slut without a second thought of how much I hunger for it!"
"You know what then why don't you just walk in here and take her spot seeing how you're spying on me!" Anna bit her lip, her body trembling at the forcefulness of his words. "So what's going to be either you come in here and suck my cock or you stop calling me?" Smiling cutting off her phone now that he had given her permission she was going to do just that. Walking into his office without a word, kicking his door closed with the heel of her foot. Locking it to ensure she wouldn't be interrupted from what she was about to do. Dean just looked at her in confusion as she kicked off her heels before setting the bag onto his desk. Spinning his chair around as she sank to her knees, Dean was too in shock to offer any resistance as his stepmother worked his cock free from his pants.
"What are you..." Dean tossed his head back as his stepmother bobbed upon his knob.
"What do you think I'm doing baby? I'm sucking this magnificent cock that you ordered me to," Anna said seductively rubbing his hardening rod along her lips. Her hand gliding along his length as her tongue teased the tip of his head. "Do you like how mama sucks her boy's cock?" she asked fondling his testicles. He didn't need to answer his cock did that for him as it continued to grow in her mouth. "God... you're so big baby," Anna said, hungrily gazing at the cock in her hand. "Now what was that you told me to do?" she said mischievously. "Ah, yes! Take the spot of that slut you just fucked," her green eyes flashed dangerously. "That's not what I'm going to do," Anna said rising from her position. "See how wet I am just thinking about you fucking my horny pussy Dean?" she said, straddling his lap, rubbing his head along her dripping lips. Anna's body shuddered as she inched herself down on his twitching cock. Moaning as his girth continued to spread her open, filling her like she hadn't been before she married Steven. "You didn't get this cock from your dad," she said slowly riding his rod. Her nails digging into his shoulder as her body succumbed to her orgasm.
"Do you like mama's hot cunt wrapping around that lovely cock baby?" Anna asked breathing heavily as his paced quickened.
"Yes," Dean said weakly, he knew it was wrong, yet he just couldn't deny how fantastic it felt.
"Will you let mama fuck this cock any time she wants?" Anna asked feeling her cream coating his rod. Euphoria flooding her body as she felt his cock deeper than she ever thought possible. "God, I hate to admit it but she was right you're so deep. I can feel it wanting to push through my cervix," her hips moving on their own only wishing to feel his seed shooting passed that hurtle his cock sought to do. "So will you?" Anna huffed trying to draw breath as she pressed her forehead against his.
"This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this," Dean said through waves of pleasure.
"It's fine baby didn't you enjoy it when Camilla got you off?" Anna said feeling his cock swell as he remembered how good his sister's hand felt. "See baby? There's no need to worry about it, seeing how your cock craves for us now. Now fucking cum in me so my dirty cunt can have its meal of that hot goo!"
To Be Continued. Reunion Pt. 02
Dean becomes the head of the household.
All characters are over 18+
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Dean sat in his driveway, the thought of his stepmother's cunt wouldn't leave his mind. The way it felt wrapped around his cock as she rode him to completion. Wondering how he was going to act around his father, pondering if his father knew what they had done. Yet given how his mother knew about what Camilla had done to him, then he had to assume everyone in his family was in on that life style. Sighing as he pulled his keys from the ignition, the car door kissed silently as it closed behind him. Setting his briefcase down by the coat rack as Camilla rushed to greet him.
"Dean!" Camilla screeched throwing herself into his arms. Her body was on fire as her tongue darted into his mouth savoring the man in her arms. Moaning into his mouth as his hand cupped her ass. "Better," she said her hands running down his chest. Her mother had told her how she had fucked him in his office. How big his cock was filling her hungry cunt as his seed coated her folds. "Tomorrow is going to be a special night for us, I can't wait," Camilla whispered into his ear, before she skipped off to her room.
"I'm hurt Dean, that you didn't greet me with such a kiss," Anna said pouting in the doorway of his room. Dean stared blankly at his stepmother as his shirt hung halfway open. "Do I not get one for myself?" she asked stepping into his room. Closing the door behind her as he failed to stop her. "Well?" Anna asked standing inches away from him. How her heart fluttered as her stepson pulled her close. Her mind was in a state of bliss as their kiss lingered. "Yes, that is how you're suppose to greet your mother," Anna said in a lustful voice. Her green eyes peered over his shoulder at his king size bed. A sneaky smile graced her lips as she pushed him backwards onto it.
Quickly locking his door she wasn't about to be deprived of what she was about to do to him. She knew it wouldn't be long before her husband would be home from work. So, a proper fucking by her son would be out of order for the moment. Yet, she couldn't pass up the chance to suck off that fine cock. "You know I can't wait to be fucked on this huge bed of yours baby!" Anna said lifting the hem of her dress, lifting her right knee resting it on the pillow top surface. "To have my juices soaking into this bed, to have you on top of me pounding my cunt like you own it," she purred as her hand ran along his inner thigh.
"Can you picture it baby?!" Anna asked her eyes glancing down watching his cock stir in his dress pants. "To have my hot, wet cunt lips wrapped firmly around your hard, thick cock!" she said lustfully freeing his cock. "Too bad we don't have time for that," Anna said her hand stroking his member. "There is always tonight, however, I'm not complaining," she said smirking, licking her lips as his mast stood fully erect for her. "Now you relax baby, while I take care of my hard working son," Anna said, before her tongue ran up the back of his steel rod. Her eyes were always on him as she serviced her son. Moaning around his hard tool as her nose was tickled by his pubic hair. "God, I love this cock!" Anna purred slapping Dean's cock against her cheek. Before bobbing on his tool with a vengeance, feeling his precum coating her tongue, as her mouth ravaged his cock. "Yes! That's it cum in your dirty mother's mouth!" Anna said from around his shaft. Swallowing as fast as she could as his seed shot forth from the tip of his manhood.
"God! I can't get enough of that taste!" Anna said in a dream like state. Kissing the tip of his cock, before rolling off his bed flashing her naked ass and pink puffy lips as her dress rode up her back. Peering over her shoulder knowing where his eyes were lingering. Hoping he knew how horny she was just having his eyes on her hot, wet, throbbing twat. "Dinner will be ready in 30," Anna said, looking back at him once more as he laid in his ecstasy.
Dean's brain was a buzz by the thought of having sex his stepmother, it got his blood racing. Then there was his sweet, beautiful sister which to his thinking, wanted it as much as Anna did. Blowing out a breath wondering how he was going too deal with all of this, putting on some loose fitting pants that he normally wore after he got home from work. His old faded Dragon Ball Z shirt cascaded down his chest as he eyed his old laptop. Dean had run through his files on the hard drive ensuring nothing from his work, or his old porn movies were left on the device. He knew it wouldn't run at the speeds of his stepbrother's laptop, yet the graphics were on par with his wrecked machine. Dean found Mark looking purloin at the lost of his old friend as he lounge on his couch.
"Here its not a Asus-ROG, but it should play most, if not all the high end games," Dean said handing Mark the laptop. Dean watched as his brother's eyes lit up at the gift. "Just don't toss this one against my wall."
"Right, sure thing," Mark said practically drooling over his gift.
"Mark, don't you have something to say to your brother?" Anna asked drying her hands on the dish towel that hung on the tie of her apron.
"Thanks brother," Mark said barely looking up as he walked to his room.
"Sorry Dean, he tends to get like that when electronics are in his hand," Anna said entering the living room. "That was a sweet thing you did for him," she said placing a kiss on his cheek. "I'll make sure to repay you later tonight," Anna whispered lustfully into his ear. Swatting his ass as she went back to the kitchen.
"Dean what do you think of this dress for Friday night?" Camilla asked coming out in a black stain slip dress that barely covered her voluptuous breasts, seeing her nipples standing proudly against the fabric. Ending about mid thigh yet as she went into a spin. Revealing her naked ass and bald snatch to her brother. "Do you like it Dean?!" Camilla asked smiling innocently. Her hazel eyes dipping low seeing his cock stir at the sight of her. "I take that as a yes," she said spinning around flashing her ass at him as she headed back to her room.
"Fuck me!" Dean groaned low so his stepmother wouldn't hear.
"Only if you ask sweet like," Anna purred as she leaned on the wall. Her hungry predatory smile spread across her lips as Dean looked back at her. "I can't wait to hear about how you fucked my little girl," she said her tongue flickered out as she saw the bulge in his pants. She couldn't remember the time when Steven could get an erection so easily after he had came. "It appears you're going to give her the night of her life!" Anna's giggle filtered through the hallway as she went back to her task.
"Where is your father?!" Anna asked as she paced the dinning room. "He knew dinner would be ready at this hour," she growled annoyed that her husband had failed to call. "Well fine, if he doesn't have the courtesy to call then he can deal with cold food!" Anna said as an half an hour passed.
Dean was rudely awakened by the pounding on his front door. Walking lethargically to the door, yawning loudly rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he approached the door.
"All right I heard you, hold your damn horses!" Dean grumbled as his fingers worked along the locks.
"Hi cutie pie!" her lips smacked as her jaw worked the piece of gum she was currently chewing. "Where's your dad?"
"You know what time it is!" Dean growled his eyes running down her body. The woman couldn't be older then he was, and her scantily clad body did little to curve the imagination. "How the hell am I supposed to know where that man is, and who the hell are you?!"
"That's some way to be talking to your father's girlfriend," she said annoyed crossing her arms across her chest. Dean's eyes narrowed at the thought of his father up to his old tricks.
"You do realize he's married right?" Dean asked praying that she didn't know.
"Please! That old hag," she said waving off the statement. "Now where is Steven? Where's your father, Dean?" she asked drawing out his name.
"One don't know, two don't give a flying fuck where he's at, three now get off my property and don't come back," Dean said hearing the rustling from the other side of the house. As he was about to close the door only to be stopped by her hand on his door.
"I thought you were his son!" she said running her eyes down his body. Amused at his commanding tune, along with his body that was on display. "Don't family members know where they are at all times?"
"Again, must I repeat myself," Dean sighed hearing footsteps approach.
"Dean? What's going on?!" Anna asked tying a loose knot in her robe.
"Well, I gave you the chance to flee," Dean said, before looking over his shoulder. "Some woman is here asking for Dad," he said allowing the door to swing open.
"Oh it's you," Anna sneered at the woman.
"Well hello to you too, hag!" the woman said in disgust.
"Well, since you know this woman, I'll let you deal with his mess," Dean said heading back to his bedroom. Only to be stopped by Anna's hand on his shoulder.
"Stay please?" Anna asked before moving to deal with the woman on his doorstep.
"Julie, we agreed you wouldn't show up here, wasn't that not our arrangement with your affair to my husband," Anna said crossing her arms below her cleavage.
"It's not like I want to be here Anna," Julie sneered. "Steven was supposed to come by, yet he never did," she huffed irritably. "Can I at least come in?" Anna looked behind her wanting for Dean's answer.
"Sure why not? At least it'll keep the bugs out of my house," Dean said shrugging his shoulders. "I need a smoke," he mumbled while he wasn't a heavy smoker, yet there were times he just needed one. The fact that his father's mistress stood in his home did qualify as one of those times. Dean felt Anna's eyes on him as he returned from his room, a lit cigarette tucked between his fingers. Dean leaned against the door frame of the sliding glass door that led to his brick patio. Drawing on his cigarette watching as his father's current wife and lover argued.
"For the last time Julie I don't know where the fuck Steven is!" Anna growled low so not to wake her children.
"Please! Like I don't know you wouldn't keep him from me!" Julie said poking Anna in the chest. "Why he's still with your old ass I'll never fucking know!" Dean saw the slap coming long before the words left her lips.
"All right, all right," Dean said stepping in between them. One he knew it was going to escalate, two he didn't want his house destroyed in the process. Nor did he think it be healthy for his siblings to see their mother fist fighting with his father's mistress. Dragging them down the hall where they would less likely to awaken Mark and Camilla. "Now you can beat the crap out of one another," Dean said tossing them into his room. Shutting his door behind him he wasn't about to miss out on all the fun.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?!" Anna asked as she watched the cherry on his cigarette flared.
"Now you know how I felt when my mother died, and he brought you into her home," Dean said darkly. Julie didn't waste the opportunity of Anna's distracted state, shoving her rival into Dean's dresser. Tearing at Anna's robe Dean watched on as the light fabric gave into the woman's blows on her chest exposing Anna's left breast.
"Look at that sagging old tit!" Julie said cruelly as her hands rested on her hips. In truth to Dean as he was sure every man that had seen them would agree there wasn't an inch of sagging along her firm round orbs.
"You harlot!" Anna seethed with hatred. Thrusting herself at the woman, Dean watched on as their arms flew through the air. "Ha! I knew you padded your bra!" Anna said triumphantly tossing aside the woman's tattered shirt.
"Bitch!" Julie screeched barreling into Anna. Dean couldn't help himself as he felt his cock stirring as he watched the two women fight.
"How could my husband ever fuck such a flat bitch?!" Anna said sitting on the woman's back. Tearing off the woman's skirt as her leg's kicked wildly. "Do you always go around without panties on, huh whore?! Is that why you'll spread these fucking legs for any man willing to fuck your slutty cunt?!" Anna growled putting Julie in a full Nelson head lock, sitting on the back of her leg's so she couldn't flee.
"Let me go you fucking bitch!" Julie growled, irate that Anna had gotten the better of her. Anna's eyes glanced over at Dean as she had Julie at her mercy, kneeling on his floor. Seeing the tent that had formed in his pajama pants at the sight of their naked bodies.
"Oh! I'm not fucking done with you, you fucking slut!" Anna growled in Julie's ear. "Dean, take that fucking cock out and come mouth fuck this tramp!" Anna commanded watching as Dean tossed his cigarette into his toilet. Well, his father had brought this mess onto his doorstep. Dean sure wasn't about to pass up the chance to get even with his old man. "Look at that fucking cock!" Anna hissed turning Julie's head as Dean stripped out of his pajamas. Julie's eyes went wide at the sight of it, as it bounced with every step he took. Shaking her head, locking her lips as it stood proudly only inches from her lips. Yet her eyes couldn't leave it as it twitched with every beat of Dean's heart. "Say ah!" Anna demanded pinching Julie's nose closed.
Julie's eyes flew wide in shock as Dean's steel rod glided through her mouth. Choking as he forced his cock down her throat, coughing as she gasped for breath. Only to be met with the same rod deep within her throat. Feeling his balls slapping her chin as her mouth was violated.
"Where the fuck did you learn how to suck a cock?!" Anna asked in disgust. "Give it here baby let mama show this whore how to please a cock," she said hungrily looking up at her stepson. Keeping her mirth contained as he presented his cock to her. Making sure Julie was watching as she stuffed Dean's entire length into her mouth. Anna couldn't believe she was doing this, yet how her body felt so alive. Her tongue teasing the tip of his head as it left her mouth, before passing it off once again to Julie. Anna could feel her resistance waning as his cock filled Julie's mouth once again. Jealousy roared it's ugly head as Anna watched as she took far to long returning it back to her. Dean saw that heated hungry look. Anna didn't care how he did it as long as she had his cock in her mouth.
Running her hand down Julie's chest as she had finally given in. Winking at her son as she teased Julie's breast all the while Dean shoved his cock down her throat. Two of her fingers penetrated Julie's wet twat as she sucked on Dean's balls. Julie's hand pushed Anna off Dean's cock taking it for herself. Showing him that she was the better of the two women. Moaning around his shaft as Anna had moved between her leg's. Her blue eyes looked up at him as his rod sat comfortably in her hungry mouth. Shoving Julie off of her as his cock left his lips.
"Eat me bitch!" Anna growled pointing to the spot she had just vacated. "Dean? Have you ever had a threesome before?" she asked before her tongue ran down the length of his member. Suppressing her tremors as her green eyes watched as he slowly shook his head. "Would you mind fucking your father's whore?" the smack on her ass caused euphoria to flare across her green eyes. "Girlfriend," Anna said correcting herself. "You want this cock fucking you don't you Julie?" Anna asked looking down at the woman between her leg's. Biting her lip as Anna ground her hips on Julie's exploring tongue. "What was that? I couldn't hear you!"
"Fuck you Anna! You know damn well I want that fat cock deep inside me!" Julie growled pinching Anna's clit becoming drenched in Anna's hot pussy juice. "Fuck woman, you could have warned me!" she said coughing as she pushed herself out from underneath Anna. Sucking in a breath as she felt his broad head running through her lips. "Fuck!" Julie moaned she couldn't believe she had gotten so wet. "Well! Don't fucking tease me!" she said, looking over her shoulder. Presenting her ass to Dean, longing to feel that hard rod fucking her into submission.
"Go ahead baby," Anna cooed softly in his ear. "Give her the fucking that your father never could," she said taking his free hand wanting his touch on her hot mound.
"Oh fuck! Oh god!" Julie wailed as her fingers dragged through his carpet as Dean thrust hard into her. "Fuck me! Yes, right there!" she moaned as Dean's cock filled her to the brim.
"What did I tell you Julie? That's a fine cock isn't it!" Anna said returning her smile.
"Fuck yes it is!" Julie said through heaves of breaths. "So much bigger then Steven's!" she said hungrily thrusting back onto Dean's steel rod.
"I'm sorry baby for the set up, though, I think you enjoyed the show," Anna said her hand running down his back. "You see, we know what your father has been doing. It seems that man thinks we are so foolish not to see that he has another woman. Julie here called me when you were still at work, she followed your father to his new whore," Anna said spanking Julie's ass, causing her to release a primal moan as Dean's cock rubbed against her g-spot. "No offense dear," Anna giggled.
"Fuck!" Julie moaned loudly as she climaxed on Dean's hard tool. "None taken Anna," she said collapsing onto the floor, smiling madly back at Anna.
"Here baby, let me clean it for you," Anna said lustfully into his ear.
"You see me and Anna here have been satisfying each other for a couple of years now," Julie said pulling back Anna's hair so Dean could watch as his cock disappeared into her mouth. "After awhile your father's small cock and his lack of properly taking care of his women gnawed at us. Anna brought me into her little games with her family. At first it was odd, yet Mark's cock felt so good! I just couldn't help myself to that young boy. So when she told me about the son that had disappeared for six years. The way she rode you in your office, and the size of that monster she knew I had to see it. She didn't disappoint either," Julie said her fingers traced along Anna's spine, down between the crack of her ass, into her hot wet mound.
"That's it Julie, fuck my cunt with those wonderful fingers," Anna moaned her back arched as Julie teased her folds.
"So we were thinking since your father can't be content with us," Julie said feeling her body heat, her nipples hardening painfully, licking her lips hungrily as she gazed as his manhood. "That we would leave your father," listening as Anna slurped on Dean's cock. "Seeing how there's a real man here to give us the proper fucking we horny sluts deserve. Isn't that right Anna?" Julie asked the smack on Anna's taut ass resounded throughout out his room.
"Fuck yes! That is if my sweet boy here doesn't mind having a house full of willing women to fuck his brains out every day, and every night," Anna purred kissing up his chest. With Julie's help helping Dean to stand, before being pushing backwards on to his bed. "I understand you might be hesitant about all this Dean. Given how you had this house all to your lonesome all these years. I also know you're think you couldn't possibly be able to afford having all of us here," Anna said straddling his legs crawling towards her awaited prize. "I'll let you in on a little secret Dean," she said kissing along his inner thigh. "I'm rich. Correction. My family is rich," Anna said grinning madly at him. "Your father doesn't know this, he was all too happy to sign the prenuptial without bothering to ask why I wanted one," Anna said watching as Julie moved around the bed. "So worry not my sweet boy, let mommy take care of you. We have so much to repair between us baby. So much hurt has been festering for too long between us," Anna said rubbing her nether lips along his cock. "What do you say Dean, will you allow us the chance to show you how much you mean to us?!"
Dean watched as Julie crawled along his bed in a predatory fashion her eyes glancing to his face then to his hard rod. Reaching out cupping her B size breasts, feeling how soft her skin was. Watching as her eyes fluttered, biting her lip as he played with her nipple. Then looking up at his stepmother as she stared down proudly, her lips shaped into a kiss as his hand ran up her stomach.
"That's it baby, touch your mama," Anna purred her skin heating, as her hips ground on his cock coating it in her juices. "You like my tits don't you son," she said drawing out the word son. The way he played with her right breast, she took it as his answer. "I'm always going to take care of you my sweet, sweet boy," Anna said sucking on her bottom lip. "Now, let's not keep this fine cock waiting any longer shall we?" she said smiling sweetly at her stepson. Giving Julie the signal to fish out her phone she had planted in his room while he was at work. Lowering herself onto his manhood as Julie positioned herself over his mouth. She wanted too wait until they neared their orgasms until she made the call. Given how well endowed her stepson was that wouldn't take her very long.
"Do you like the taste of my pussy Dean?" Julie asked feeling him nodding beneath her. "That's good baby because when you're not fucking Anna or Camilla," she said, looking to Anna who nodded. "Then you're going to have my sweet pussy all to yourself!" Julie said her running hands down his chest. Watching as Anna scrolled through her contact list until she reached Steven's number. Listening as his phone rang, running her finger through her saturated lips. Loving how Julie sucked her finger clean.
"Hello?!" Anna heard Steven's groggy voice as he answered.
"Hello dear," Anna sneered. Smiling wickedly as she heard his curse as he tried to muffle his voice.
"I'm sorry baby, I thought I sent you a text that I'd be spending the night with Julie," Steven said trying to work out his lie.
"No you didn't, and no you're not at Julie's apartment!" Anna growled angrily. "Someone wants to talk to you!" she said handing Julie her phone.
"Hello Steven," Julie said breathing heavily into the phone.
"Julie! What are you doing there?!" Steven asked his fear apparent in the tone of his voice.
"Why you ask? You two timing cunt!" Julie yelled into the phone. "I'm getting fucked by a real man, so is your wife here listen," she said putting the phone on speaker.
"Fuck! Your cock is so big! That's it baby, stuff that lovely cock deep inside my pussy!" Anna moaned loudly as she came upon her stepson's cock. "Oh, and Steven we're done, I was fine with you fucking Julie with that small cock of yours. Why do you think I started all this? I hope that whore you're fucking knows she'll never get an orgasm from you," Anna said lowering Julie's hand so Steven could hear her hot sex resound through the phone.
"Anna, baby, can't we talk about this," Steven said pleading with his wife.
"No. Steven, I've dealt with your crap long enough! Now tomorrow you'll hear from my lawyer, you will sign the papers and go about your merry way. If you don't, I'll take what little you have left, now goodbye, I have a cock that needs my undivided attention," Anna said her hips slamming down on Dean's cock with a renewed vigor.
"Yes, right there baby, lick that pussy!" Julie moaned into the phone. "Don't try contact in me ever again Steven, I got something far more orgasmic," she said ending the call tossing the phone across the bed. "Can we switch? I want to ride that cock now that I'm a free woman?!"
"Of course! I'd never deprive you of this gorgeous cock," Anna said smiling as she slid off of his manhood. "Baby," she said leaning on her arm as her hand resting on his chest. Watching as Julie lowered herself on to his cock. "I do hope you don't mind me using you like that," Anna's heart fluttered as his smile spread across his face.
"Not at all, you know how long I've wanted to screw him over," Dean said laughingly as he pumped his cock into Julie's tight cunt.
"Fuck! Yes! Pound my pussy Dean, own that shit!" Julie moaned bracing herself on his chest as Dean sent his rod deep into her womb. "Fuck! Cumming! Yes! Yes! Don't you dare fucking stop!" she said begging as her womb detonated.
"Fuck, I can't last much longer," Dean grunted.
"Julie, off now!" Anna smiled wickedly before she and Julie knelt on the floor wanting for him. "Come Dean, come and mark your horny sluts as your own!" Anna demanded loving how his cock stood proudly before her. "You just stand there and watch as our hands work that cock!" Anna and Julie smiling at each other as their hands worked his cock to completion. "Oh! Baby is all this cum for us," Anna cooed as Dean's sperm covered hers and Julie's breast.
"God! You taste so good Dean!" Julie moaned as she cleaned off Anna's breast.
"I know right?" Anna said, before sucking Julie's left nipple clean.
Dean's alarm buzzed in his ear wondering if it had all been just a dream. Yet as his groggy eyes began to focus, there before him, his comforter rose and fell. Yet it wasn't Anna or Julie they still laid asleep beside him. Their naked bodies snuggling closely to his, his mind raced now that he knew it wasn't a blissful dream. However, if it wasn't one of them beneath his covers... who was it the thought crossed his mind. Throwing off his covers there she was, her hot mouth wrapped around his morning wood. Her tongue circling his head as her hazel eyes looked up at him, a mischievous smile graced her lips, before returning his cock back where it belonged. Her auburn hair shielding his eyes as her head bobbed up and down on his hard rod. Her bare breasts brushed along his thigh as her left hand worked feverishly on her teenage cunt. Dean listened as her juices dripped down on to his bed as her orgasm flooded her channel. Her nails dragged down his chest as she held the entire length of his cock in her hungry mouth. Moaning as Dean held the back of her head as his cock erupted inside her mouth.
"Mmm..." Camilla moaned as her cum covered tongue ran up the back of his member. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself Dean," she said sucking up the last bead of cum that crept up from his core. "You had better hurry or you'll be late," Camilla said placing one last kiss on the head of his cock, before rolling off his bed. Peering over her shoulder as her brother watched the rise and fall of her ass as she left the room.
Dean's head pressed into the surface of his desk as eleven o'clock rolled around. The few hours of sleep he had gotten were finally catching up to him. While he didn't have a whole lot to do, he couldn't be found napping at his desk. While he was sure Anna was telling the truth about her fortune, however, he would rather earn his money. Evening if he was stuck alone in his office. Then again, Dean had the suspicion it was the most action the room had ever seen since the building was built. Though, he never thought it would involve his stepmother or his boss not that he was complaining. Sighing as the beeping of his cell phone caught his attention.
"Hello lover, since I didn't have your number yet, I'm borrowing Anna's phone. But trust me after this it will be in there. Plus how else am I go to tease you with my naked body while you're at work." Dean felt his cock stir as he read Julie's text. "Now, I know you won't be home for a few more hours baby. I just had to tell you my pussy is still throbbing like mad from that pounding you gave me! God! How long have I wanted your father to fuck me like you did this morning!" His phone vibrated in his hand as picture texts came pouring in. Scrolling through them showing Julie in various poses spread out naked on his bed. From the angle Dean had to assume Anna was the one behind the camera. "I do hope you like the pictures baby! I can't wait for you to get home!"
"You knew I would!" Dean replied thinking their conversation was over setting his phone down to return to his semi nap like state.
"Oh! Did you get hard baby? Let mama see!" Sighing, pushing off of his desk, unzipping his pants, snaking his cock out from the confines of his boxers. Snapping a couple of pictures of his manhood at different angles before sending them off. "Oh! You make your mother so fucking wet baby! Even now Julie is eating out my wet cunt!" Dean's cock throbbed painfully as the still picture showed Julie's tongue buried deep within Anna's hot, wet twat. "I can't wait to have you down there again Dean! Licking, sucking, fingering my sweet mound, me begging for you to ram that huge cock deep inside of me!" Dean fidgeted in his seat as the image of his stepmother riding his cock flared to life in his mind.
"Fuck me woman! You know I'm at work why show me that?!" It wasn't like he could just whip his cock and rub one out. He was sure that would only get him caught and fired in the process.
"Because we wanted to show you how much we miss you!" Julie typed out taking over the phone. "Did you not want us to show you how much we miss you?!"
"What? No! I'm not saying that. What I meant was I can't take care of it at work!"
"Well then, you're going to love this!" Dean's thumb hovered of the video file she had sent. Taking a dry swallow hitting the play button.
"Anna? Say hello to your son," Julie said from behind the camera.
"Dean baby... I hear your cock is in pain," Anna said a mischievous smile graced her lips, as Julie's sex glistened along her chin. "I wish I was there to take care of it like this pretty little clit before me," she said, before her mouth engulfed Julie's pink bud.
"Suck it bitch!" Julie hissed as the camera began to shake. "Oh Dean! Yes baby I'm cumming just for you baby! Yes, eat that pussy!" Julie moaned loudly her back arching, her thighs locking around Anna's head as her womb flooded her channel with her hot cream.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Dean typed out with trembling hands. "You two better be prepared to service this fucking cock when I get home!" Dean typed before sending a picture of his swollen, engorged, rock hard cock.
"Fuck did that monster get bigger?!"
"Oh baby! Mama's going to make sure she is punished for being so naughty to her hard working son. Shall we be naked waiting on our knees for you to shove that glorious cock into our ravenous mouths? Or should we be bent over the back of your couch presenting our starving pussies to you?!"
"Good question! I'll let you decide on if you want to be fucked or not. Because if you do then, I'm going to pound that ass since it belongs to me!" Dean typed out forgetting all about his lack of sleep.
"Fuck baby, I just cum hearing those forceful words! I'll make sure we are right there presenting our fine asses for you son! Now you go back to work, thinking about our hot, dripping pussies waiting eagerly to be stuffed with that delicious cock!" Dean blew out a sigh wondering how he was going to get any sleep tonight. Wondering if he should just take tomorrow off, knowing how he wouldn't be satisfied until both of their cunts were filled with hot seed. Logging into the companies server sending out an e-mail to the heads of the firms departments. Letting them know that he wouldn't be in tomorrow, that should a problem occur while he was out, to simply unplug the machine and he would see to it Monday morning. There was one upside to being the only person in the IT department, Dean didn't have to ask anyone for the day off. However, he wasn't prepared for his phone to ring the minute after he had sent it.
"Hello Mr. Richmond," Ms. Edwards rich voice came over the line.
"Hello Ms. Edwards is something the matter?" Dean asked wondering why she would be calling him.
"Dean, how many times do I have to say it call me Suzie?" she said in a teasing voice. "Especially, after that fine satisfying fucking you gave me yesterday." Dean could hear the lust in her voice. "Now, why are you taking tomorrow off? I hope its not because of what we did is it?"
"Of course not! Wwhy would I ever hold that against you? I'm sure if the guys here knew about how beautiful that body is, and that I got the chance to see it partially nude, I'd be the most hated man in the office," Dean said jokingly.
"Oh! You think I'm beautiful?!" Suzie asked her finger twirling around the phone cord of the receiver.
"Yes, yes I do," Dean said wondering if this was leading to where he thought it was.
"Then you wouldn't mind coming to my office?" Dean could hear the leather of her chair squeaking over the phone. "Maybe I'll let you see all of me..." Suzie said biting her lip.
"Sure, give me five minutes to secure my station and I'll head up," Dean said knowing he needed at least two, for the swelling of his cock to go down, without giving away the fact he was extremely horny at that point.
"Excellent!" Suzie said lustfully. "Don't make me wait Dean, or I'll come and find you," she said hungrily.
"Wouldn't dream of it," Dean said, before hanging up the phone. Locking the door to his office, Dean began to ponder just how he had gotten four women after his cock. He never had much luck with the opposite sex before. Was it because of the equipment he was born with? Or did his personality have a hand in it? While he didn't mind being a fuck toy for a bit, eventually knew he would have to settle down. He couldn't keep fucking three women and a fourth on the way if that's what his sister had planned for tomorrow. Biting his lip, fighting back the images of his sister sucking him off this morning. "Or could I?" Dean asked himself out loud as the elevator raced towards Suzie's floor.
Stepping onto the senior partners floor that was mainly reserved for them. Dean had only been there a few times, mainly to install or fix something that they themselves had broken. While he couldn't come out and call them the idiots that they were... that wouldn't end well for him as much as he would have liked. Walking down the rich walnut panelled hallway, his dress shoes muffled by the overly expensive carpet as he headed towards the west end corner office.
"Mr. Richards is here to see you Ms. Edwards," Dean heard her secretary say as he drew close. "Please go right in," her amber eyes dipping low as Dean passed by. Seeing the outline of the bulge of his semi erect cock.
"Mary, if anyone calls tell them I'm preoccupied for the next two hours," Suzie whispered into her phone, as her eyes ran down Dean's body. Noticing the faint outline in the crotch of his dress pants as the door closed behind him. Pressing the button beneath her desk magnetically locking the door so no one would deprive her of her fun. Her brown eyes lingering on his ass as he turned as the locking mechanism fell into place. "Please, don't be startled Dean," Suzie purred kicking off her high heels beneath her desk. "I've been waiting for this," she said slowly rising from her chair. The motor's on the power blinds silently roared to life shielding against unwanted eyes. Pointing a small black remote toward the far end of her office. Dean's heart raced as the intro for "Cry little Sister," played through the speakers. Her ruby lips curved into a seductive smile, tossing aside the pin that kept her hair up. The afternoon sun shone along her alabaster skin, as her dark brown hair cascaded down her back, as she tilted her head back. The sun silhouetting her body as she stood with her back to him as the first line of the lyrics began to play.
"Last fire will rise, behind those eyes," Suzie's hips swayed with each beat. "Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie," her hands braced herself against the floor to ceiling window as Suzie gave into the beat. Her body was on fire as she knew Dean watched every move she made. "Immortal fear, that voice so clear," her left foot slowly ran along her right leg, before extending it out to the side. The sun highlighting her red translucent thigh high silk stocking, showing off her shapely leg. "Through broken walls, that scream I hear," reaching back inching down the zipper of her black skirt. Falling to the floor in a silent kiss, her hands ran along her firm ass, her fingers teasing her red lace thong.
"Cry, little sister!" Spinning around her red silk shirt felt tight around her chest as Dean's shirt fell to the floor. A primal moan escaped her lips as her eyes ran down his well defined chest. "Come, come to your brother!" Her index finger beckoning him to her, her brown eyes glanced down as her nimble fingers worked her buttons free from their housing. Her fingers danced along her flat stomach as the material fell from her shoulders. "Unchain me sister!" Suzie's hands darted out pulling Dean into her. Her tongue savoring the warmth of his mouth as their kiss deepened. "Love is with your brother!" rang throughout her office as her shirt drafted down to the floor.
"Blue masquerade, strangers look on," breathing heavily into his ear as Dean kissed down her neck. "When will they learn, this loneliness," her nails dragged down his back as her red lace bra went slack. Pushing Dean back, tossing her bra onto her desk, Dean stood in awe of her perky C cup breasts. Her light pink areolas stood in contrast of her pale skin. "Temptation heat, beats like a drum," Dean wasted no time before his lips locked around her awaiting breast. Her fingers trailed through his light brown hair as his tongue rolled across her hardening nipple. Gooseflesh rose as his hand migrated southward, biting her lip as his fingers skimmed along the lace fabric that covered her womanhood. Dean's lips trailed down her stomach as his thumbs hooked underneath her thongs waistband. Pulling them down as Dean sank to his knees. "Deep in your veins, I will not lie," Suzie sucked in a breath as Dean's mouth captured her hot mound.
"That's it Dean, taste me!" Suzie moaned as the chorus kicked in. Feeling his tongue opening her moist lips, resting her left leg on his right shoulder. So, he could have better access to her neglected cunt. "Yes! Right there, suck on that clit!" she gasped in hunger as he sucked gently on her throbbing bud that had been tormenting her since last night. "Fuck!" Suzie cried out as she felt two of his fingers sliding into her hot channel. Glad that her office was sound proof or she would have never asked him to her office. While the fucking she received in his office was the best she has had in years, it didn't give her enough room to properly enjoy the experience. "Now that you have seen all of me..." Suzie said trying to regain control of her breathing. "Do you still think I'm beautiful?!" she asked looking down as Dean pulled away from his meal. Her juices glistening in the sunlight as he looked up at her.
"Suzie, I'm not going to lie to you," Dean said his thumb rubbing her clit taking the place of his mouth. Watching as her eyes rolled to the back of her head as his pace quickened along her throbbing bud. "Everything about you is beautiful," he said as her leg left his shoulder. His heart raced as her eyes narrowed, before she pushed on to the floor.
"My Shangri-Las," kissing down his chest, her eyes lingering on her prize. "I can't forget," Suzie removed his pants and underwear in one swift motion. Tossing them aside along with her own discarded clothing. A deep rumbling purr emanated from with her chest as his rod cast a long shadow across her floor. "Why you were mine," biting back her moan as her wet lips ran along his rod. "I need you now," Suzie sang along, before sinking down onto his manhood.
Her fingers interlaced with his as she took hold of his hands. Tossing back her head, primal lust escaped her lips as her mound swallowed the entirety of his cock. Her sex resounded throughout her office as she glided along his shaft. The outro of "Sweet child of mine" overshadowing her moans of pleasure, as Dean's cock touched every sensitive spot of her womanhood. Her hips rocking as she forced his steel rod deeper to seek out the core of her heat. Wishing with all her might that it would quench the fire she felt building within her womb. Her eyes flared hungrily as his hands gripped her ass, loving how his strong hands felt on her skin.
"Dean," Suzie said her eyes fluttering as she leaned forward. Her tongue flickered out teasing his lips as her folds clamped down around his member. "You don't mind fucking me do you?" she asked Dean kept his shock from his face. He didn't take her as one with a low self-esteem about herself.
"Suzie," Dean said his hand brushed along her cheek, his thumb trailing along her high cheekbone. "What I said before is true, you have no idea how many of the men here would give anything to be here like this with you. I'm greatly beholden to you, that you chose me to share this experience with you." While Dean wasn't surprised by her wanton kiss, yet he wasn't about to complain either. The passion he felt through their shared embrace was far different from what he felt when he fucked his stepmother and Julie. To his mind that was more about giving into their shared lust, while that wouldn't stop him from doing it again. Yet Dean didn't think their sexual relationship would lead anywhere either. However, he had been wrong before who knew what time would bring.
"So you wouldn't mind fucking me whenever, and wherever?" Suzie asked coming up for breath. Smiling wickedly as she felt his cock surge within her hot cunt. "Good," she purred lifting off of his rod. Smiling triumphantly at how it looked covered in her juices. Walking back towards the window, feeling her slick juices running down her legs. Leaning against the window, wiggling her ass to him, her smack lit the fires in his brown eyes. "Now get up here and show this city how well you fuck my ass!" Suzie growled hungrily longing to have his hot sperm mixing in her womb with her cream. Dean wasn't one to disappoint a woman. "Yes! Fuck yes! I can't believe how good your cock feels inside of me!" Suzie moaned as Dean thrust into her watching her ass shake. Wondering if anyone could see them from the ground, smiling smugly as he saw her orgasmic juices flowing out around his cock. Forming a puddle between her legs as Dean rode out her climax.
"Don't you dare stop fucking me! Ever!" Suzie commanded thrusting back onto his shaft. Her muscle's trembled, her breasts swayed with each thrust of his hips, fighting to stay upright as her core threatened to detonate once again. "God! I'm going to get addicted to that hard cock! I fucking love it! Now spank my naughty ass!" Dean did as he was told feeling her cunt tightening around his manhood.
"Suzie, I can't hold back any longer," Dean grunted knowing he was only seconds away from spilling his seed.
"Do it! Creampie my cunt! Mark it in your hot spunk!" Suzie moaned joyfully as his seed exploded throughout her womb. Squeezing her muscles as tight as she could to keep his seed within her for as long as she able to. Cleaning his hard rod. Ensuring that her new lover was taken care of as he had just done for her. "Now. I expect to see you in my office bright and early Monday morning," Suzie said allowing her breast to trail up his chest. Ensuring that she would be on his mind with her long lingering kiss, moaning into his mouth as she felt his cock reigning.
Dean let out a long sigh as he pulled into his driveway. Noticing what little clothes his father had when they escaped the fire sat on the curb. Then the empty moving boxes that overflowed his trash can. He didn't think they would move so fast into his home. While he wasn't going to complain at the thought of having them there, willing to service him everyday was every stimulating to say the least. Dean knew if he gave that up he'd be one of the biggest fools of all time. Pushing the door closed as he entered his home, unbuttoning his shirt as he prepared to make his stepmother moan like a demon incarnate. A sinister smile spread across his face as Dean was greeted with a pair of firm buttocks. Watching as their fingers worked through their hot mounds waiting for their relief.
"Welcome home Dean," Anna said peering over her shoulder. "I hope we are how you wanted us," she said lustfully her voice dripping with sin.
"Yes! We waited for so long for your return lover," Julie said watching as his unzipped his pants.
"I see," Dean said kicking off his shoes. Reaching out cupping their breasts watching their bodies reaction to his touch. "So where's Camilla and Mark?" he asked feeling his cock straining his boxers as he thought of his sister.
"In their rooms," Anna said sucking in a breath as his fingers skimmed along her spine. "I told them to wear their noise concealing headphones, and not to leave their rooms for three hours when you got home," she purred as his fingers penetrated her hot mound. "Yes baby! Touch your naughty mother!" Anna moaned biting her lip as she thrust back onto his fingers. "Dean? Can I cum please baby... I can't wait any longer?!" she asked as her hand fondled her left breast.
"Yes cum, cum on your son's fingers you dirty woman," Dean said before adding a third finger to the mix.
"Don't forget about me," Julie said pouting as she wiggled her ass.
"Oh, I haven't forgot," Dean smiled wickedly, a playful smack landed on her left ass cheek. Feeling Julie's mound welcoming his appendages into her hot folds.
"Fuck yes! Mama's cumming baby! That's it Dean, finger my pussy! Make it yield to you!" Anna cried out as her climax burned through her veins.
"Now, here's how it's going to go," Dean said stopping his movement so he had their undivided attention. "I'm going to fuck you, and fuck you until each one of your hot cunts is filled with my seed," he said feeling their channels tightening around his fingers as he said that. "Now... which one is going first?" Dean asked looking between the two of them. Both peered back at him as his throbbing cock had freed itself from the slit of his boxers. Dean watched their primal hunger flash in their eyes, their tongues darting out moistening their full but hungry lips. Dean contained his chuckle as they played rock, paper, scissors, Anna sighed heavily when Julie had won their game. "Go sit, I want you to watch," Dean said pointing at his brown leather wing backed chair.
"Only if you promise that I'll get a hot load from this cock," Anna said her hand running down his length. Fighting the temptation to place it back where it belonged namely in her overheated cunt.
"That was the plan mother," Dean said drawing out the word. Watching as those green eyes shone like miniature suns as the word left his lips. Her lips ravaged his as she help guided his cock into Julie's awaiting mound.
"Don't keep your mother waiting!" Anna said in a wanton purr her hand swatting his ass as she moved around him.
"That's it Dean fuck me hard!" Julie begged as his cock slammed into her hot, slick channel. Her hands gripping the back of his couch, her knuckles turning white as he threatened to take her over the edge. She didn't give him any warning as her womb clamped down around his hard rod. Gasping for breath as Dean didn't slow down as her channel was flooded with her hot cream. Her legs trembled as her muscles weakened as Dean threatened to drive her mind crazy. Julie never imagined she could cum so easily, yet she truly only ever slept with two men in her life not counting Dean. Once when she was sixteen both were to inexperienced to truly know what they were doing. Then there was Steven and he was more concerned with getting himself off then seeing to the needs of his partner. "Dean. you're going to make me cum baby! Fuck me! Yes!" Julie's eyes flew wide as Dean thrust hard into her as her core went into meltdown mode. "Fuck! Don't stop," Julie moaned thrusting herself back as she tried to feel her lungs with much needed air.
Dean peered up as Anna rested her legs across the armrests of the chair. Her fingers were a blur as they worked her cunt to its climax as her gaze bored into Dean. Then he saw the door to Camilla's room inch open. The glint of her hazel eye peering through the crack as she watched as her brother fucked her father's ex-girlfriend. While she wasn't pleased to be sharing her brother with another woman. However, she couldn't wait to have him all to herself tomorrow night. Jealousy flared across her mind as she saw the ecstasy plastered across Julie's face. Slipping out of her room as Julie bowed her head, her blond hair shielding her eyes as Camilla made her silent way down the hall. Ducking into the kitchen before she could be spotted by her mother. Tossing her t-shirt onto the counter, wiggling out of her boy shorts, smiling at the wet spot that stained the crotch of her panties. Poking her head out into the dinning room ensuring that only Dean could see her. Silently turning the chair so she could display herself to Dean.
Camilla knew she had her brother's attention as he peered out the corner of his eye. Leaning forward, her auburn hair flying through the air, as her hands ran up her toned stomach, cupping her firm round breasts. Her tongue running along her upper lip, her hazel sultrily eyes were filled longing as she presented herself to her brother. Sitting up, opening and closing her legs giving Dean a peak at her bald, youthful cunt eager to receive his manhood. Bringing her right breast to her mouth sucking on her nipple, as her clear polished fingernail disappeared into her pink lips.
"I told you to stay in your room Camilla," Anna said from behind her daughter causing her to jump in her seat. "I was wondering what had Dean's attention so fixated," she said lifting her daughter out of the chair. "Its not polite to be sneaking around like that," Anna said dragging her naked daughter before Dean. "On your knees Camilla, if you're going to disobey me then you must be punished," she said pushing Camilla to the floor. Smiling inwardly knowing it wasn't much of a punishment when she knew Camilla was going to enjoy it. "Dean, take that cock out and Camilla here is going to make sure its all nice and clean before you cum inside Julie." Camilla watched as Julie's juices dripped off the tip of his cock. However, that wouldn't stop her she was addicted to his rod the moment her lips touched it.
"Oh my!" Anna said her hand covering her mouth as Camilla sucked Dean's cock like a pro. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry for keeping it from you. Why didn't you tell me you were hungry?" Anna asked as she stroked her daughter's auburn hair. "However, since you disobeyed me that's all you get," she said pulling Camilla off of his cock.
"I understand mommy," Camilla said speaking in a small child's voice as she looked up at Anna. All the while smiling madly as she knelt beside her brother as he returned his cock back to Julie's twat.
"You love that pussy don't you baby!" Julie cooed as she felt his renewed vigor.
"Damn right I do," Dean grunted glancing down at Camilla who bit her lip as she watched his cock glide in and out of Julie. "You ready for this?" he asked taking hold of her hair pumping hard into her not waiting for her answer. Groaning loudly as his spunk surged forth coating her womb in his hot sticky seed. Breathing heavily as he watch Julie sink to the floor, his cum dripping down on to his hardwood floor. "Clean it," Dean said holding his deflating cock before her. Camilla simply smiled at him and set out to show him she was the better of the three women. She had long ago learned to ignore the taste of another woman on the cock she was sucking. Though, she never showed off her true skill's until now, she would never allow her father to fuck her in the traditional way. This seemed to please her mother she didn't like the thought that her father would be the one that took her virginity. While she had torn her hymen years ago during a bike accident she was still a virgin. Even when she slept with Mark she would only allow him entrance to her ass.
Now, however, as her tongue worked along Dean's shaft, her hand cradling his balls as she removed all trace of Julie's sex from his organ. Camilla knew who she wanted to give it to. Those soft brown eyes looking down at her, his hand trailing through her hair. The pleasure she saw in his eyes as she serviced his manhood. Moaning around his cock as it started to regrow in her mouth. Her hand instinctively moved on it's own, rubbing her clit as her mind went blank.
"That's enough dear," Anna said pulling Camilla off of Dean's cock. Nodding in approval as his mast stood erect for her turn on his glorious rod.
"I think its high time I broke in my couch, don't you think so mother?" Dean said with a sneaky smile. Anna took his hand leading him around the couch, her hips swayed, her breasts bounced, causing blood to force itself back into his overworked cock. Pushing him down onto his couch, flipping her hair back as she straddled his lap.
"Are you ready for mama, baby?!" Anna asked feeling his head dancing along her super heated lips. Loving how his hands moved over her body from her ass, to her hips, trailing up her sides and capturing her neglected breasts. "That's it son suck on my breast," she cooed pressing his head tightly against her breasts, as she lowered herself onto his cock. Pushing him back against the couch staring into his eyes as her hips rocked along his cock. Teasing his lips with her tongue as she braced herself on the back of the couch as her breasts filled his view. As much as she wanted for him to last, she knew that was impossible after he had just came in Julie. However, as short their encounter would be she knew it would a hundred times better than anything her former husband could ever give her. Primal lust filled her eyes as she watched the ecstasy wash over Dean's. Moaning as her hot sex resounded throughout the living room. Tossing back her head releasing a animalistic howl as Dean teased her clit.
"Don't you fucking stop!" Anna ordered, moving her arms behind her anchoring herself on his knees. Smiling devilishly as Dean watched his steel rod disappear into her molten channel. "Dean, don't you love how your cock looks fucking this horny slut of a mother?!"
"Yes, though, never imagined it would be this good!" Dean said moaning, closing his eyes tilting his back, enjoying Anna riding his cock. Camilla peaked over the couch, she had to see it. Biting her lip in her wanton hunger as her mother's hips plunged down onto his manhood.
"Get up there," Anna mouth to her daughter so Dean would be surprised by his gift. "Let him eat you," she said smiling wickedly as Camilla hurried to her feet. Her teenage cunt was on fire thinking she could finally know what his kiss would be like. Dean felt the sudden weight on the couch only to be met with a naked pussy inches away from his face. Dean could only smile as Camilla looked down at him. Her hands grabbed tufts of his hair as his tongue parted her moist lips. Her body trembled as he plucked gently on her pink bud, his hands gripped her ass to steady her body as his tongue penetrated her mound.
"Oh Dean!" Camilla moaned she never thought it would feel so good. She has been toyed with by fingers, yet her mother forbid her father from tasting her. Knowing he wouldn't be able to stop himself from forcibly taking her. "Do you like my taste?!" Dean nodded as his teeth nibbled on her clit.
"Make me cum on your tongue brother!" Camilla moaned pressing his head tightly against her womanhood.
"That's it baby, cum that tongue!" Anna purred reaching up teasing her daughter's breasts. "Now," she said trying to control her trembling body. "Let us all cum together!" Howls of pleasure filled the Richards household as the evening sun sank beneath the horizon.
To be continued. Reunion Pt. 03
Dean takes his sister's virginity.
All characters are over 18+
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Golden heavenly rays filtered through the swaying tree branches, as Dean floated aimlessly on top of the water. Drifting between the realm of sleep and the waking world. Dean's mind thought back to the night before, when he had a taste of his sister's virgin cunt. Her neat, puffy lips parting as his tongue ran through them. Tasting how sweet her juices were. Dean just couldn't grasp why they all needed to have him, yet he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth either. While their pairing might be strange to some, he wasn't about to pass up on what they were willing to give. However, what set his nerves on edge was the date his half-sister wanted. It was her reward for saving the photos of his dead mother. Dean never actually been on a date before. He was always either too busy with his studies, or protecting his mother's memory from disappearing when his own father didn't care.
Yet now that he had his own place, his own career, and four women catching after him for his cock. Dean enjoyed these small moments of silence as the breeze pushed him across his pool, that was before the commotion brought him out of his semi nap like trance.
"Come on Mark, the pool is nice and cool," Anna said, dragging her son behind her with Julie pushing the reluctant teenager out the patio door. None bothered to wear a bathing suit, given the twelve foot high privacy fence Dean had installed when he bought the property. "Sorry Dean, we didn't mean to wake you," Anna said blowing him a kiss from the edge of the pool. Peering at his stepmother through his half open eyelids. Dean felt his cock stirring as his eyes ran up her naked form. "I can't promise we'll be any quieter then we are now, so if you need your rest it be wise to seek your bed. If not well then enjoy the show, oh and, you are more than welcome to join us," Anna said over her shoulder shaking her ass for her new lover.
"You just sit right down here," Julie said, pushing Mark down onto the redwood lounger. The gray waterproof material decompressed as the memory form contoured to Mark's naked ass. The burgundy umbrella casting long shadows along to two chairs. Mark yelped in surprise as his mother lowered the back rest down to it's lowest setting.
"Now baby, you know how mama likes it when you eat her the first thing in the morning," Anna said, swing her leg over the chair as she lowered herself onto her son's face. Julie looked back at Dean spreading her moist nether lips as her hand grasped Mark's cock. Trying to entice Dean to join them on the patio as he watched from afar. "Yes, Mark eat your mother's pussy," Anna said lustfully, as her son's tongue parted her lips. Blowing Dean a kiss wishing she could ride that cock of his at that moment.
"Dean?!" Camilla called out as she stuck her head out the patio door.
"He's in the pool sweetheart," Anna said, quivering as she was on the verge of her orgasm. "Oh yes! Mark, suck on mama's clit," she cooed as she watched as Julie bobbed on her son's cock.
Instantly, Dean's cock became rock hard as his half sister stepped out onto the patio in her birthday suit. Her auburn hair swayed in the breeze as her bare feet graced the brick pavers as she approached the side of the pool. He could see his phone in her hand. Spreading her legs enough so that Dean could see how her mound opened just for him.
"Dean?" Camilla said, as she watched the sun bathing her brother's body. "Your office has been calling. I didn't answer, but I think you better call them," she said, watching him sliding off the float he was using into the water. Biting her lip as he glided underneath the water. Moaning inwardly, as Dean breached the surface. Camilla's body trembled as Dean squeezed her right breast then traveled southward to her honey pot.
"Thanks," Dean said, taking his phone from her as two of his fingers penetrated her mound.
"Fuck!" Camilla groaned as Dean listened to his voice mail. Her hips rocked on his figures as he deleted one message after another.
"Shh," Dean said softly scrolling through his contact list.
"Dean?!" Suzie said as her office line rang.
"Yeah, what's wrong with the server Suzie?" Dean asked feeling his sister's folds squeezing his fingers as he explored her teenage cunt.
"I don't know, one minute the senor partners were doing their presentation for our client then next nothing. Nothing we could do would or could recover the files we needed," Suzie said, pacing behind her desk knowing how this looked bad for her firm. "I know this is your day off Dean, but I need you to come in. We're doing our best with what hard copies we have, yet most of the case files are stored on the server."
"Sure, I understand. I'll be there in forty-five minutes," Dean said, offering his cream coated fingers to his sister.
"Thank you so much, Dean! You don't know how much we need this," Suzie said, feeling the pressure falling off her shoulders.
"These things happen Suzie don't worry about it," Dean said. Watching how his sister's hazel eyes stared at him hungrily as his fingers left her lips.
"Will you be back in time for our date?" Camilla asked as she watch as Dean dressed in a pair of light blue denim pants and a loose t-shirt.
"I should be back by lunch sis," Dean said, as his shirt slid down his chest. Slipping into his tennis shoes grabbing his car keys and wallet off of his night stand.
"Then," Camilla said walking towards him. Her hands running up his chest as she pressed her naked body against him. Standing on the tips of her toes as her lips edged closer to his. "I hope this will tide you over until you get back," she said, her lips brushed against his before sinking into the kiss that foretold of what was to come. Camilla loved being in his arms for it was he she had chosen to give her virginity to. Her Hazel eyes smirked seeing her brother's mind muddled from her kiss.
"Dean, be safe," Anna said, rushing into him as he neared the door giving her stepson her own goodbye kiss before returning to her son.
The elevator door rolled open as he stepped out onto the floor that housed the firm's IT department (Which consisted of only one person - Dean.) He had seen how frantic people were once he had entered from the front entrance when he normally entered from the parking garage entrance. "Maybe this will teach them about backing up what documents they need on the portables instead of on the server," Dean thought to himself as he neared his office. Only to find Suzie waiting outside his door.
"Dean! Thank goodness you're here!" Suzie said, her brown eyes lit up at the sight of him. She fought herself from throwing her arms around him. She couldn't allow anyone to find out she was sleeping with him, that wouldn't play well with the other partners. "I hope you can fix this quickly the partners are furious about this, and how it made them look foolish in front of the client."
"I won't know until I learn why the server shutdown," Dean said unlocking his office.
Suzie bit her lip as she leaned against the door enjoying how she got the chance to see him outside of his work attire. She could feel her body heating remembering how he had fucked her against the glass window of her office. Silently, locking the door she hoped once he was done he be open to a little coupling on his desk again.
"Dean?" Suzie said in a wanton purr, pushing herself off the door her hips swaying seductively as he turned to look at her. "Before you start, may I have a kiss?" Her body quivered as she was pulled into his arms. She couldn't remember the last time a man made her feel like this as she sank into their kiss. Her eyes flew wide then closed slightly as Dean squeezed her left ass cheek.
"Huh? Well, that would make sense," Dean said. More to himself then to Suzie as she sat in his chair watching him as he typed on the mainframe's keyboard.
"What do you mean Dean?" Suzie asked. Yet she couldn't take her eyes off of his ass.
"Well, I created a program that would shut the server down in the event someone tried to hack into it," Dean said, typing rapidly over the keys making sure whomever it was didn't breach the firewall. "Thankfully, they couldn't get passed the rabbit program, yet it was enough of a threat that the mainframe shut down as a precaution."
"The what now?" Suzie asked perplexed.
"It's a defensive program I built for the server that should a hacker attack the server. It would send thousands of pop ups to whomever as a worm is embedded within the code while they follow my little rabbit down my little rabbit hole. While all that is taking place, the server is locking down the more sensitive files and powering off the key sections of the mainframe; and whomever attacked the server he or she would soon find out that they had been detected, however, by then the worm would have eaten most of their key files and should they turn their computer off. The worm will go into over drive and when they power back up all they would see is a red screen of death. Turing their computer into a very expensive paper weight," Dean said amused with himself.
"Oh my! Dean, that's impressive! I didn't know you took the security of our data so seriously," Suzie said in awe. While she understood none of what he said, yet she knew that the end result was devastating to whomever had attacked them.
"Of course, Suzie, I am alone down here. I have to make sure the server is robust enough to fend off any threat until I can see to it," Dean said over his shoulder. "There they should have access to the server now," he said, sliding the keyboard back into the mainframe.
"Hey Joe," Suzie said, into the speaker phone as she called the conference room. "Yeah, the server is back up. Dean, here said the only reason it shut down was because someone tried to hack into it."
"Shit! Did they take anything?!" Joe asked keeping his voice low so their client wouldn't over hear.
"No they didn't! It's all thanks to Dean and his genius. How long did it take you to make that rabbit program of yours?" Suzie asked looking over at Dean as he booted up his computer as she sat across him.
"About a mouth or so," Dean said, logging into the mainframe so he could ensure that the hacker didn't leave a parting gift.
"And when did you do this?" Joe asked. He was never overly impressed with people he would define as nerds. Yet he couldn't say that now when a said nerd just saved their asses.
"On my free time," Dean said offhandedly. He didn't really like the way the partners looked down on him, because he didn't spend years getting a law degree.
"I think our Dean here deserves a raise don't you Joe? If it wasn't for his ingenious program who knows what that hacker could have gotten, and don't we reward our employees for their incentive?" Suzie asked waiting for Joe to reply.
"Dean, your on hourly pay correct?"
"Yes, I have been since I started here five years ago," Dean said. His pay was good and he wasn't about to bring notice of himself to the higher ups.
"Not any more your not. How does twenty dollars on hour on salary sound?" Dean was flabbergasted to say the least. That was a six dollars pay bump for him and on salary too, which meant he didn't have to pull close to sixty hour weeks anymore.
"I think that's a deal," Suzie said smiling warmly at Dean.
"Well, we here at Roberts and Sterling take care of those that goes above the call, and you, Dean, have just shown all of us what we have taken for granted. Suzie, when you come back up stop by HR and inform them of Dean's new status."
"Sure thing Joe," Suzie said squeezing Dean's hand.
"Alright, I'm going to see if we can salvage this meeting," Joe said before hanging up the phone.
"See, I'll always take care of you Dean," Suzie said. Rising from the chair, cleaning off the desk, turning his chin towards her placing a loving kiss on his lips. She didn't want him to think she did this so he'll continue to fuck her. She just wanted to make sure he was taken care of. "Dean, I can't get you out of my head; and my cunt needs to feel you again. Will you fuck me?"
"I'd thought you never asked," Dean said smirking.
"Oh my! Do you really mean it?!" Suzie said nearly crawling over his desk.
"Of course, I do Suzie. I told you yesterday, how beautiful you are. If I ever pass up on the chance to see you naked or..." Dean said, seeing the hungry sensuous look in Suzie's eyes, "Turn down the chance to be with you wherever it is. Then you have my permission to take me out back a well... you know," he said with a coy smile.
"Fuck! Dean, no one has ever said that to me," Suzie said, her fingers making quick work of the zipper of her skirt. Last night she stopped at the lingerie store on her way home. Hoping that she could entice Dean into fucking her again when he showed up to work next week. When she had called him frantic about the server. Suzie dug into her drawer where she had place one of the items she had purchased. It was only a matter of moments before her red thong sat in her drawer, and her new crotchless panties graced her hips. She hoped Dean liked the black lace material. "Dean, before you go home," Suzie said, walking around his desk noticing how his eyes lingered on her naked snatch. A chill crept up her spine as her naked ass cheeks graced the polished surface of his desk. "Will you taste my nectar?" Suzie asked spreading her legs, her fingers opening her lips to show him how eager her mound was to have him again. Her heart raced as she listened to the wheels of his chair rolling along the hard plastic. Gooseflesh ran along her skin as his hands softly skimmed along her thighs. Her clit throbbed in impatience as it felt the heat of his breathe. "Mmm," Suzie moaned as Dean's mouth captured her mound.
"O-o-oh yes!" Suzie said, biting down her squeal as Dean held her against his face. Bracing her arm behind her as Dean teased, licked, sucked, and tasted her sweet juices. "Dean... do you like the taste of my pussy?" she asked breathlessly. "Oh god!" Suzie's hand shot to her mouth as Dean sucked hard on her clit to answer her question. "Yes baby, keep sucking that clit I'm almost there!" Suzie growled wishing she could be naked for him, yet she couldn't be seen in an undressed state. As much as she loved being fucked by Dean. She knew the partners could and would black ball her if they found out about them. "Take that cock out and get up here and fuck me!" Suzie ordered hungrily.
"Is this what you want Suzie?" Dean asked mischievously, as he ran the head through Suzie's saturated lips. "Is this the cock you're going to cum on?"
"Fuck yes!" Suzie moaned tilting her head back as her body gave into the sheer pleasure, "Give me that dick, Dean! I need that cock!" she begged as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "F-f-fuck me," Suzie stuttered as Dean thrust his rod into her wet honey pot.
"That is the plan Suzie," Dean said, loving the feel of her folds as his member sought out the core of her heat.
"Yes... right there!" Suzie growled like a demon possessed as her hands gripped his shoulders, "God, I love this cock," she said on the verge of another orgasm.
"Fuck... so tight," Dean grunted wondering if his half sister would be as tight or tighter than Suzie. His hands held onto her hips as his cock stirred her womb.
"My pussy will always be as this way for that hard tool of yours," Suzie said grabbing his ass. She wondered if he had a girlfriend as her juices coated the surface of his desk. She knew even if she asked Dean out they couldn't openly be together at work, however, they were only at the office for eight hours a day. It was those sixteen hours between then that held her mind enthralled. She also knew how hard it was finding men at her age (35) that weren't either divorced, serial cheaters, or just plan weird; that wanted a steady relationship that could hopefully lead to something permanent. She had foregone starting a family to focus on her career, yet now all that greeted her when she went home after a long hard day standing before judges and juries was an empty house. "Dean? What are you doing Sunday night?" Suzie asked in-between her ragged breathes.
"Nothing, why?" Dean asked perplexed by her odd question in the middle of sex.
"I was..." Suzie began to say until her womb detonated, "Fuck Dean! Yes, pound that cunt!" she cried out as her cream surged down her canal. Her eyes lit up as she felt the swelling of his tool, the twitching of his cock knowing he was about to release his gift into her womanhood. Her arms and legs squeezed Dean tightly as she felt his cum oozing into her womb.
"Now as I was saying," Suzie said sucking on her cum coated fingers, "I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me?" she asked as she watched as Dean caught his breathe while he rested in his chair.
"You want to have dinner with me?!" Dean asked in surprise.
"Mmmhmm," Suzie said slipping into his lap, "I'm hoping that you and I have some interest in common other than having sex that is; and maybe, just maybe you would like to be my boyfriend that is if you'd like to have an older woman as a girlfriend?" she asked feeling her self-conscious roaring it's ugly head. She had constantly fought against it since she was a child.
"Let's see how dinner goes first okay, who knows maybe you'd find me rather boring to be with someone so..." Dean said, his eyes running down her semi nude body.
"What?!"
"Hot," Dean said coyly, seeing her cheeks quickly heating to a bright red hue. Although Dean wondered how he was going to deal with the other women in his life. He knew if he started dating Suzie he couldn't rightly continue to fuck them, at least to him it felt wrong. Then again he was about to commit incest. How wrong was that? That he wanted to be deep inside his half sister. Maybe, just maybe he could have both. Dean just hoped he could pull it off.
"Here," Suzie said handing him her private cell phone number and her address, "I hope you'll call me. I'd really like to talk with you outside of work," she said, kissing Dean before rising off of his lap. Quickly, dressing she couldn't stay any longer then she already had that would draw unwanted attention.
"Wild horses couldn't keep me away," Dean said with a smirk. Suzie quickly hide her blushing cheeks as she hurried out of his office.
Dean was pulling into the parking lot of the local Arbys closest to his home when his phone rang. Placing the the car in park. Dean allowed his car to idle as he opened his text message.
"Dean? When are you coming home?!" His sister texted.
"I'll be home soon, just stopping to get something to eat," Dean texted back.
"I have something you can eat right here!" Camilla sent along with a picture of her naked snatch. "It's awful lonely Dean, won't you come home and keep it company?"
"I will, but I need real food. Though that pussy is heavenly," Dean said, feeling himself hardening as he starred at his sister's cunt.
"Okay," Camilla sent along with a pouting emoji, "Well, you go eat, I'll just sit here playing with this pussy of mine," she texted sending three photos of varying stages of her fingers in her twat. Dean groaned as his eyes scanned the new pictures of his sister's twat. Looking down at his full blown hard-on, Dean knew he couldn't walk into the restaurant as he was. Backing out of his parking space, going through the drive-tru, he hoped this way none would be able to notice his throbbing cock.
Dean sucked on his straw as he entered his home. The paper bag crinkled as it swung in his hand. The smell of hot fries and the roast beef pulled at his empty stomach. Using the bag as a plate as he dumped the curly fries onto it. The wrappers rustled as Dean licked his lips at the two large sandwiches.
"Dean?" Camilla's sweet voice drifted down the hall. Her bare feet barely touching the floor as she tiptoed down the hall.
"Yeah," Dean called back before taking a bite of his sandwich. Dean's mouth dropped open as Camilla rounded the corner in nothing more than a translucent black teddy. Her auburn hair was damp, a sweet citrus scent drifted on the air from her freshly absorbed lotion. Her DD breasts sagged slightly let that didn't detract from their allure. Her punk nipples stood in contrast against her pale skin and the black lingerie.
"Dean, you're staring," Camilla said bashfully. Rubbing the ball of her foot into the floor, dropping her chin, her hair spilling out from behind her ears as she looked at the floor. "I thought you were eating there," she said, her hazel eyes glanced up seeing that his gaze hadn't been pulled away from her body.
Clearing his throat, Dean fought to get his brain to work again, hoping his tongue would work once again. "Well..." he said squirming in his seat as Camilla waited, "Someone kind of made it hard for me to walk around," Dean said, before taking a sip of his drink to moisten his dry tongue.
"Oh?!" Camilla asked her head rising. "Tell me brother, why is that?" she asked feeling her heart beating against her ribs.
"Someone sent me a photo of a pretty, delectable, lonesome pussy," Dean said slyly.
"Oh my!" Camilla said feigning innocence, "Who would ever do such a thing?" she asked lustfully.
"Who knows," Dean said smirking coyly, "Though whomever it was does have a very tempting pussy."
"Oh!" Camilla said feeling her mound awakening, "If this woman got you hard shouldn't she take responsibly for it?"
"I would think so," Dean nodded.
That was all the invitation Camilla needed. Chairs were thrown aside as she crawled underneath the table. She couldn't get the feeling of his cock in her mouth out of her mind. She longed to run her tongue up and down it once again. To show him that her oral game was far better than her mother's or Julie's. She wanted to show him that she was the only one he truly needed.
Dean sent a prayer to whomever was listening. That he was smart enough to wash away Suzie's residue before returning home. He didn't think his sister would enjoy knowing he had just fucked another woman just half an hour ago.
"I've been bad, haven't I?" Camilla asked as she unzipped his pants. "I think the only punishment acceptable is poking the back of my throat with your cock," she said, grinning madly as Dean looked down at her. "You go ahead and finish eating it's only proper that I be punished like this," Camilla said freeing his cock.
Dean ate slowly and tentatively as his sister inhaled his cock. His muscles trembled as her tongue teased his manhood. His drink quivered in his hand before he had to set it down. His nails skimmed down the wooden surface before balling his fist. His mind was just to preoccupied by the hard suction on his cock.
"I don't hear chewing," Camilla teased with a smirk, "Does my brother like it when I suck his cock?"
"Y-y-yes, fuck yes," Dean moaned tilting his head back in bliss as Camilla's hand worked his cock.
"Good," Camilla purred before licking up the back of his cock. "Then you won't have a problem with sticking this cock down my throat any time I want?"
"N-no," Dean said through clenched teeth as her tongue circled around the tip of his crown.
"Excellent!" Camilla cooed before returning his rod back to her hot slick mouth.
"Oh god! Fuck!" Dean hissed as Camilla's head nodded rapidly. Her hand sliding up and down his pole giving it a slight twist every time she did. Yet she never voice to her brother she could taste another woman lingering on his skin that wasn't within his household. She knew Dean had to appear normal outside of his home. However, Camilla also knew it would be she that he would always come back to regardless of who rode his cock. So putting on her best effort to ensure that her brother would always seek her out.
"Oh fuck! Camilla, I'm going to..." This was what she had been waiting for, swallowing his cock to it's base. Slowly, deliberately, agonizingly squeezing his cock, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his hot semen coated her tongue. She just couldn't get enough of the taste. Sucking hard on the head of his cock to ensure she got every drop of his salty treat.
"Dean, have you seen Camilla?" Anna asked coming in from the patio, wondering why he was sitting so odd like. Her skin had a light hue of red upon it from her time underneath the sun. Wondering if Dean would enjoy her full body tan.
"I'm here!" Camilla said crawling out from underneath the table. Smiling triumphantly at her mother and brother as a drop of Dean's cum hung from her lip. Watching her mother's reaction as her tongue scooped up that juicy morsel.
"I see," Anna said, her right eye twitching in annoyance that she hadn't thought of that when he first got home.
"I'm ever so looking forward to tonight Dean," Camilla said sweetly, before smirking at her mother as she sashayed out of the room.
"Dean, I hope you can go again?" Anna asked turning his chin towards her. Filling his gaze with her dangling breasts. "Because if you're going to fuck my daughter," she said, her hand ran down his chest before grasping his wet cock, "Than mama wants to have a taste of the man that takes her virginity," she purred into his ear.
"Let me eat," Dean catching his breath, "And I'll fuck you until you beg for me to stop."
"Good. I'll be waiting," Anna cooed her fingers skimmed along his jaw before stealing a kiss. "Now don't you keep me waiting young man," she said, her ass wiggled seductively as she walked towards his room.
Dean starred into the mirror that hung over his sink as he straightened out his tie. Brushing his hand down his dark blue dress shirt. Folding down his collar when it was perfect. Dean hated wearing ties, yet The Rock House was a jacket and tie sort of restaurant. He wondered how many of the men there would be checking out his sister? How many of them would give anything to experience her virgin cunt? He had reserved a secluded table for them at eight o'clock, as Camilla had asked for when she handed him the jump drive that contained the photos of his dead mother. Splashing a few droplets of his aftershave onto the palm of his left hand. Lightly smacking his cheeks Dean wanted this to be memorable for his sister. He did want her to look back, and regret her decision of having him be the one that took her virginity.
"Oh my!" Camilla gasped from his doorway. Her hand covered her mouth to contain her hunger. Her eyes roamed from his slick back hair to his clean shaven face. Her nostrils fared as she caught the enticing scent of his aftershave. Then down to his shoulders noting how his suit jacket sat so stalwart on his shoulders. The way the material stretched along his back. Biting her lip as his dress pants contoured to his ass. Her heart hammered in her chest as Dean turned. A moan rippled across her mind as his blue dress shirt showed off his definition before Dean slide the top button into it's housing.
"How do I look?" Dean asked tugging at the hem of his jacket, running his hand down the surface of his black tie. All the while he eyed his sister's black dress. The midnight material stretched across her unsupported breasts exposing a few inches of the sides of her breasts, the material hung in a loose "U" three inches below her tantalizing orbs. Before tapering as it was secured behind her neck. Leaving her smooth back bare before the material wrapped around her waist a few inches above the small of her back. Her dress ended an inch below mid thigh. Dean hoped she was wearing panties. He didn't want anyone seeing Camilla's cute little peach. Her black open toed heels gave her a few inches of height allowing her to meet him eye to eye.
"Handsome. Yummy. Fuckable," Camilla stammered, "So how do I..." she began to say as she did a slow turn. Her voice stilling in her throat as she felt his hand on her ass. Her skin heated, her heart raced, her nipples grew hard as his hands cupped her breasts, as she pressed her back into him.
"Are you sure I'm the one you want to give this gift to?" Dean whispered into her ear.
"Yes," Camilla said softly. Leaning her head back resting it against his shoulder. "I've been in love with you since I was twelve. This is all I've ever wanted," she said, her fingers gently skimmed down Dean's left cheek. "Now," Camilla breathed heavily as Dean kissed along her neck, "If we don't leave we'll miss dinner."
"My don't the two of you look... dashing," Anna said, rising from the recliner when she heard them walking down the hall. "Let me just get a quick photo of the two of you."
"Mom!" Camilla groaned blushing hard.
"What?! My baby girl is going to become a woman tonight. Is so wrong to want to document it?"
"Oh god!" Camilla said hiding her reddening face in her hands.
"It's alright," Dean said, into her auburn hair as he draped his arm across her shoulders. Giving her right shoulder a slight squeeze.
Anna felt her jealousy rising as she looked at the screen before taken the photo. The way she looked at Dean. The way he held her. She wondered why that couldn't be her. Why couldn't he hold her like that?
"Now you treat my daughter right tonight," Anna said sternly in a motherly voice.
"Mom!"
Anna watched somberly as the front door closed. Sighing into her mind, shaking those thoughts from her mind. This was her daughter's night she shouldn't be jealous of her. Yet she was. She couldn't help it that she was falling for Dean. The way he made love to her. The way he caressed her when she shared his bed. It was ten times more effort than his father ever did. Was it so wrong that she wanted it all?
"I'll be in my room," Anna grumbled.
"What's up with her?" Mark asked perplexed.
"Someday you'll learn," Julie said shaking her head, "Now," she said reaching for the remote shutting off the TV. "How about we go to your room, and you fuck me... hard," Julie said running her hand up his leg.
"Can I drive?" Camilla asked as they left the restaurant. "There's somewhere I want to go, just the two of us," she said, her right hand resting on his bicep while her left held his hand. She knew they had turned many heads when they entered the restaurant. She purposely strutted her goods as the older men just gawked in awe. Camilla made it known she was Dean's and Dean's woman alone. No one was ever going to lure her away from him. He had even stopped an middle age man who tried to lift up her dress while they walked passed. When his wife returned she wasn't to pleased when Dean explained what her husband tried to do. Now she was only a half an hour way from truly experiencing her brother.
"Sure," Dean said reaching into his pocket pulling out his keys.
"You won't be disappointed," Camilla said snuggling close to him, "Thank you for tonight," she said, placing her right hand high on his inner thigh as their car doors closed. "It really meant a lot that you did this for me. Now kiss your sister," Camilla purred moaning loudly as their tongues explored each other's. "Mmm... much, much better," she said, her lips lightly smacked together as her eyes fluttered.
The high beams of Dean's car shot out over the cliff that overlooked their town below. The red ceder fence lined the overlook to keep the visitors from falling to their deaths. Gravel crunched under the tires as Camilla pulled the car to a stop. The moon was full, the sky clear, stars twinkled in the background. Camilla couldn't ask for a better night.
"Come on," Camilla said smiling dropping his keys into the cupholder. Dean watched as the wind teased and tugged at her dress as Camilla walked towards the fence. "Dean? Do you remember this place?" she asked placing her hand over his as Dean stood beside her.
"Wasn't this where we had our last picnic before I left?"
"Yes," Camilla said softly, bowing her head glad he couldn't see how much heat was infused into her cheeks. Brushing her hair behind her left ear as her fingers interweaved with his. "Dean, this is the place I fall in love with you," she said, turning to him bring his body into hers. Neither said a word for how could they as they explored the warmth of each other's mouth. "This is the place I want you to make me into a woman," Camilla said, taking his right hand slipping it beneath her dress. Her body shuddering as his fingers skimmed along her labia. "Can you feel it? Can you feel how wet I am? My pussy has been waiting for this moment. I've been waiting for you brother," she said wantonly, her right hand caressing his cheek. Pushing aside her panties, guiding his fingers into her wet, hot honey pot. "Yes!" Camilla moaned as she increased the pace of his fingers, "Explore by body Dean." Camilla's hand moved away from his a coy smile graced her lips as Dean's fingers sank deeper into her womanhood. "These have been far to lonely Dean," Camilla said pushing the cloth that covered her breasts to the valley of her orbs. Gooseflesh raced across her skin as the moonlight, and the warm late spring breeze flowed over her skin. "Please, suck on..."
Camilla placed a hand on the back of his head as her brother lavished her breasts with his kiss. Her breathe became ragged as Dean brought her to the cusp of her orgasm. Her muscles trembled as Dean's thumb rolled over her clitoris. Her core began to liquefy as his fingers plunged in and out of her cunt.
"Yes Dean! Fuck yes!" Camilla moaned out into the night as her folds clapped down on his fingers. Holding onto his shoulders to steady her quaking body. Camilla looked upon her brother with sultry eyes as he pulled out his fingers. "Fuck me Dean! Fuck me against this fence!" Camilla said. Leaning over the fence flashing the town her breasts as she lifting up the back of her dress. "O-o-oh!" her hand gripped tightly around the railing of the fence, as Dean ran the head of his cock through her wet lips. Hissing loudly as Dean slowly inched his cock into her virgin cunt. Her eyes went wide as she felt a tear.
"Are you okay?" Dean asked worryingly.
"Mmmhmm." Camilla nodded biting her lip from the sharp pain of the tearing of her hymen. "Don't stop Dean! Fuck your sister!" she growled reaching behind her spanking her ass. Camilla's back arced as he rammed the entirety of the cock into her. Gasping as he pulled back until the the tip of his cock remained inside of her cunt. "Oh god! I feel you so deep!" Camilla moaned as his hips thrust hard into her.
"If it hurts I'll stop."
"Don't you fucking dare!" Camilla growled as she peered over her shoulder. "I've waited for this for so long. You better not pull that cock out of my pussy!" she hissed filling a drop of blood hanging precariously from her lips. "Now. Fuck. Your. Sister!" Her body quivered as Dean's hips worked in a quick and steady pace. Her breasts swayed as his cock glided through her very tight folds.
"Damn!" Dean grunted as his sister's pussy squeezed his cock tightly. The feel of it was so sublime, yet he knew if he kept going he would be spilling his seed into her hot cunt.
"You like your sister's tight pussy don't you Dean?" Camilla asked mischievously. Feeling the pain slowly starting to ebb into pleasure. While she knew she be sore as hell tomorrow. That didn't matter to her, what mattered was that her brother was satisfied by her pussy. So that he would always take comfort in her and their sex.
"God yes!" Dean moaned.
"Good!" Camilla said sneakily, thrusting her ass backwards sinking down along her brother's eight inch cock. A devious smile graced her lips as she heard the sharp intake of air. "Make me cum brother," she begged, "Yes! Yes! Right there!" Camilla shouted as Dean's hands gripped her hips as he hammered her cunt. "Cum inside me Dean. I want to feel your hot seed shooting deep inside of me," she said hungrily. "Oh god! It's so hot, so good!" Camilla's body trembled as her brother's semen filled her fertile womb.
Seven months later...
Fall. Dean walked out of his bathroom. Camilla lay on his bed a satisfied smile on her face as she rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm. Dean devoted his attention to the three women that inhabited his home. His stepbrother off to some college on the other side of the country. In his hopes to build a new generation game. Suzie off living her life in New York after his firm sent her to head the new branch. They still Skype every few days. The few times she came to town they secretly meet at a nearby hotel to experience what they had missed. Yet now Suzie had meet a rather charming guy while cross examining a witness. So Dean wished her the best, and hoped the man brought her happiness.
"Dean, baby?" Anna said standing nude in his doorway. "Do you have time to fuck me and your sister before you have to leave?" she asked hungrily staring down at that rising appendage.
"Sure," Dean said smirking mischievously.
"Good. Now come fuck your family," Anna said. Looking back at him her hand gripping her ass cheek spreading it wide to show him her eager cunt.
The End.