The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... She was certain of it. The spots on her nightie, the cleaning. She felt sure that it wasn't coffee creamer her mom had been cleaning up. Somebody had sprayed a huge load of cum in the kitchen, and her mother had been the recipient of that big load. She was sure of it. She felt a little buzz in her brain as she imagined her dad's huge cock hosing her mother with sperm. The horny teen's mouth began to water, just thinking of how much cum that giant fuckstick could pump out. Probably twice as much as Mike's. Stephanie loved cum. She loved having it on her tits, on her face, squirting down her throat. Breaking away from her mother, she changed the subject. “Mom, can I ask you something?” “Sure, honey,” Melanie said happily, “you know you can always talk to me.” “Well, do you think I could be a model?” “A model? Baby, you're so pretty. Of course you could be a model. Why do you ask?” “I want to make some extra money over the summer, and I've been thinking of that ad we saw at the mall yesterday. The one for swimsuit models. I thought that, maybe, I could take some pictures and build a portfolio. Laying around in bikinis all day sure beats bagging groceries, or something.” Melanie beamed, “I think it's a great idea, baby. You know, your dad likes to do a little professional photography on the side. Just the occasional wedding here and there. Maybe he could help you put together some pictures?” Stephanie did know, and she hoped her dad could be convinced, as well. She just ...

... wanted her mother on-board with the idea, too. “Do you think he would,” she wondered aloud, “I mean, he wouldn't think it's weird to take pictures of his daughter in a bikini?” Melanie giggled, saying, “Honey, regardless of whether you're his daughter, your father is a very red-blooded man. Any chance to check out a gorgeous young girl in a bikini is probably something he's not going to fight too hard.” Stephanie squealed with girlish delight, hugging her mom close and saying, “Thanks mom! Can I go ask him? Is he in his office?” Melanie gave her a peck on the head. Stephanie could smell cum on her breath. “Yes, he's in his office. Don't bother him too much if he's busy, okay?” Stephanie nodded her pretty blonde head and dashed from the room, tits bouncing, down the hallway. Her father's office door was open, and she found him inside in front of one of his computers. He was on speakerphone with someone else, but grinned widely when he saw her and waved her inside. He held up his finger to indicate she should wait a second. “Thanks, Al,” he said into the phone, “That should keep them happy. I'll get back in touch on Tuesday.” The man on the phone hung up. John spun his chair around to face his busty daughter. “Hey, Stephie. What's up?” Stephanie entered full-on tease mode. She sauntered up to her daddy and plopped into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her wild, uncombed blonde hair tickled his nose. “Daddy,” she said girlishly, “I have a favor to ask you,” “My wallet's ...