F amily matters 1 - Sex Stories

F amily matters 1

... in the champagne room Paula gave us a shit load of money that she said Mom had given her and that we were to spread it around and have a good time. This was a night full of surprises. Just then I heard the chant of Go Lisa, Go Lisa. I looked up to see my "shy," "tomboy" s****r bent over the sofa while a man wearing a cock sock thong was behind her grinding away. Now the two of us got dressed together and are wearing the same thing she was so I know that hard cock is rubbing against her exposed pussy. I couldn't believe my eyes. Shortly all of the dancers left the room and we were alone just us girls. We didn't know what had happened until a voice came from the sound system announcing the feature attraction. "Ladies, the Champagne Room at the Drama club proudly presents the feature performer of the evening. Give a drama club welcome the Bone Ranger." In came a man in a white hat and black mask like the Lone Ranger. He had on a vest a pair of riding chaps and a cock sock. He danced into the room and his cock hung half way to his knees. His body was like that of a god, so hard and chiseled. He made my pussy wet just looking at him. He danced around the room keeping his distance at first. I guess he wanted us to beg for it. It was working because we all started to chant Bone Ranger Bone Ranger. Then I was shocked to see Lisa jump up and start dancing with him. She got him to take off his chaps then off came his vest she ground her pussy up against his cock sock then before ...

... long she wanted the real mccoy. So she pulled his cock sock down and exposed his beautiful man meat. I was in awe of my s****r and a bit jealous, the way she worked this guy over. She stroked his cock in her hand then the girls started to chant Go Lisa again. Lisa grabbed a glass of champagne. Downed it in one swallow. Dropped to her knees and started sucking this guys cock. Everyone cheered her on, especially Paula who at some point in the night had taken her pants off and was just wearing her top and no panties. I wanted to get in on the action and was not about to be out done by my shy s****r. So I pulled my dress over my head and wearing just my stockings and heels stepped up behind the stripper and played with his ass as I danced behind him. His body felt so good and hard. He had on just a bit of oil. Not so much as to feel icky, but just enough to feel smooth. He smelled delightful. I heard the girls chant go Leslie and I did not want to disappoint. So I squatted behind the stripper and was about to make my way around the help Lisa suck his cock when my heart stopped. On the side of his butt cheek was a small mark that look like the map of Africa. Just like mine. I quickly stood up. I had too see. I had to know. I looked him directly in the eye and saw it. A look that I had seen before a look that had always provided me with comfort. Except now there anything but comfort. There was terror. What had we done? What were we doing? And what would become of our f****y? My poor ...