The Battered Lamp Nineteen: The Cute for the Sister - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Nineteen: The Cute for the Sister

... diaper clad her, and the cute concubines peeled it off, stroking their mistress's tight pussy lips. “We'll get her wet for you,” Kayleah said as Ann buried her face between Fatima's thighs, licking her pussy while Kayleah stroked her strawberry-blonde hair. “Lick our Mistress's pussy, you dyke bitch.” Ann moaned, licking harder; a soft sigh escaped the sleeping Fatima's mouth. Her mouth was glued to Fatima's pussy, and Kyle could hear how eagerly she pleasured his sister-wife. His cock was fully hard watching the innocent, young woman work her magic. Aaliyah pressed against him, her pussy wet on his hip, as she reached around to grasp his hard cock. “You're eager,” she whispered in his ear. “And you're not?” He looked at his wife. “I can feel how wet your pussy is.” “I've missed her enthusiasm.” “Me, too.” “She's all ready, sir,” Ann reported, looking up, her face sticky. “Nice and wet.” Ann and Kayleah slipped off the bed, the bleached-blonde concubine seizing Ann's face and licking Fatima's juices clean. Kyle mounted the bed, stroking his sister's naked thigh, delighting to feel her silky skin. He placed the Panacea between her budding breasts, her nipples two points on either side of the shimmering stone. “I'll save you,” he whispered. “You will.” Aaliyah crawled on to the bed, hugging Fatima. He rubbed his cock across his sister's bare pussy, gathering Ann's saliva and Fatima's excitement, shuddering as he slid through her silky lips. He pressed forward, sinking into ...

... her hot, wet depths, her pussy tight about him. A soft sigh escaped her lips, her eyelids fluttering. It felt so wonderful to be inside her again. Kyle drew back, then thrust forward, her hospital bed rocking. A growing symphony of feminine moans filled the room as the concubines pleasured each other in a pile of naked, squirming flesh that spurred him to fuck his unconscious wife faster. The Panacea grew brighter, and he could feel its magic interacting with his aura, focusing down on his cock, ready to flood into Fatima when he came. The bathroom door of the hospital room opened and out stepped the pixyish nurse Kyle had seen the first time he had visited Fatima. She was short, petite, her black hair cut in the cutest bob that framed her shocked face. Even in her loose, magenta scrubs Kyle couldn't help notice her large breasts and round curves, and the pink aura shining about her. “What is going on?” she gasped. Then her eyes fell on Kyle. “You can't be doing that!” “Grab her!” Kyle groaned, his hips pumping away—there was no way he was going to stop until he healed his sister. A bevy of naked concubines scrambled and seized the nurse—she didn't fight much, her cheeks scarlet as she was surrounded by naked women. “What are we going to do about her, Master?” asked his newest concubine, Lois. She was a lesbian that joined the harem to enjoy as much female flesh as she could. “She's quite fetching.” “What were you doing in there?” Ms. Capello asked. “Why were you in the ...