Family Doesn't Always Mean Blood - Sex Stories

Family Doesn't Always Mean Blood

... from the lightest recons to the heaviest assaults, Amanda was indeed respected by all for her ability, from the lowliest of the janitors to the highest of the elite pilots, her skills made all shake their heads in disbelief. Even thought he was older Devon knew Amanda's skill far surpassed his own, he was convinced that Amanda could beat him and his Marauder with a mere Wasp or Locust and he wouldn't stand a chance against her. It just seemed that Amanda had a gift not many others had, while other Mech Warriors piloted their Mechs, Amanda merged with hers, and the two of them became one. When Amanda moved there was never any sudden jerks or mechanical motion, there was just the grace of an artist before a blank canvas. She was hands down the best Mech pilot he had ever seen, she even surpassed their father's skill, but when Amanda found herself with her true love, her Battle Master, something odd just happened. She could do things with her baby that it's designers said couldn't be done, like the one time when someone had suggested to Amanda that she outfit her Mech with jump jets, she laughed in his face and asked why, then proceeded to bring her Battle Master to full running speed, leap into the air, and land on her feet still running. To everyone's amazement she had managed to clear approximately 30 feet, and keep her balance like her Mech had remained standing still. Devon and Amanda eventually gave up their work and opened up their own repair faculty. They opened up the ...

... factory in the middle of no where so they could have lots of room to pilot their Mechs and play around with them while still maintaining suitable storage space for whatever jobs or supplies they needed to store and work on. On the anniversary of the parents death, the two of them had always given their employees the day off, and today was no different. Devon and Amanda remained to catch up on some paper work and a few odd jobs they had laying around. When noon rolled around the two stopped to have a quick lunch, and they decided to sit outside since it was a nice day. Amanda finished her sandwich and knelt down behind Devon. She placed her hands on his shoulders and started massaging his muscles. Devon sighed and leaned his head back against her and she kissed him on the forehead. Her hands left his shoulders and worked down his body till they found Devon's pants, she slipped her hand underneath and found his cock and started to massage it. Devon lifted his hips off the ground and slid his pants down and kicked them off and leaned back again spreading his legs wider. His cock had grown fully erect and Amanda reached lower and scooped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. She moved to the side and put her head down and rubbed Devon's cock across her lips. She stuck her tongue out and licked the head pausing at his pee hole to try and shove her tongue in. Her mouth parted a little and she slid down taking Devon's cock deep into her mouth. His cock hit the back of her throat ...