I Am Lilly Rose: This is My Story - Sex Stories

I Am Lilly Rose: This is My Story

... years of my father's life, I often heard him and mother making noises that can only be described as sexual. Her squeals were unabashed at times, and no one seemed to worry about it. It was the way of life. Our house had been very small, and I was forced to sleep in the same room with one of my older sisters, who often pleasured her sex after the lights were off. Heavy breathing and restless writhing under the covers made it clear what was happening. The lack of privacy in bathing privileges and the use of the water closet left little to the imagination also. I sometimes had to wait outside while father finished urinating, and I could hear his strong stream hitting the water in the bowl. ooo One evening when Mr. Gross was home I went to use the toilet just before bed. Once I got there, I proceeded to quickly stroke my clitoris. Wetting my fingers good with saliva I then pushed them into my pussy and within a few minutes I had a groaning orgasm. Suddenly the door swung open! Oh shit, I hadn't locked it and there stood Mr. Gross in his underwear, staring at my pussy with my fingers still immersed in hot cum juice and tender flesh. "Oh... excuse me... I... Oh!" and he quickly backed out of the door and retreated down the hallway. I was mortified. Oh God, he will fire me and tell my Mama. Who would want me around his daughters? A perverted Jezebel, capable of such lewd acts. I sat trembling for at least five minutes before I flushed, quietly opened the door and walked toward my ...

... room. I had to pass his door and noticed a light still on in his room. It shone under the door and around one edge. My lust overcame my fear, and I tiptoed to the door and listened intently. Inside I heard the bed springs squeak slightly and moaning. The door was only slightly ajar, and I took the risk of opening it several inches further. I could see him in his bed. Mother of God! His hard cock stuck proudly into the air; it was very much visible in the dim light. He was stroking it with both hands simultaneously and whispering, "Lilly, oh... fuck me Lilly," over and over. I must have watched for 2-3 minutes, frantically pressing my clit already wet from my toilet room adventure when he tensed, stuck both legs out straight and arched his body upward. His pearly cum jet rose into the air. It splashed down again onto his hands and cock. What he had caught on his hands he brought to his mouth and eagerly started sucking it off, mumbling, "Lilly, mix with your cum... so sweet, lover, so sweet." He looked up just briefly as I was overcome by my orgasm and fell a bit against the door. It opened more. His eyes opened wide with recognition. He made no effort to cover himself. Oh God! He saw me. I was so hot! I came and dropped slowly to my knees, exhaling and feeling quite dizzy. My loins were on fire. My eyes were all teary. I leaned against the wall completely stunned by his passionate outburst of semen and what he said. Lilly, my name, he wants me. I regained my self-control and ...