Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02

... cleavage was gone, a long-lost friend I hoped to see again, but she couldn't hide the evidence of their size under even the thickest of robes. Hours before they'd been flush with arousal. I wondered if she played with her nipples when she did it. I wondered if she let men cum there. I missed the tautness in her voice, the pleading in her tone, as she begged to be taken and used. The wet sounds her pussy made when she feverishly fingered herself to orgasm mere feet from us.

"...but her boy Isiah, he taught her about how you can see when somebody reads your Facebook messages if you look--"

"Mom," I interjected, "Alice landed a job interview."

She stopped rambling and her face brightened up. "Oh really? Oh, that's great, honey. What is it?"

"Chuck E Cheese."

She smiled and a wistful expression came over her face, as if she were staring far away, through the wall, into a rosy past. "She always used to love that place, didn't she? Such a sweet girl..."

"Yep. I think it'll be a really good fit for her."

Mom nodded. "Alright, baby. Well, go get your sister and bring her down for breakfast, please. I'm making hash browns."

"Sure thing, Mom."

She turned and headed for the stairs. I watched her plump bottom disappear down the steps and wondered if I should bust one out real quick before breakfast. I decided it was always better to wait.

Positively Fatherless Behavior

Friday morning came and I gradually forgave myself for being a perv. It's amazing ...

... what the human mind can rationalize with a little time and familiarity.

I was awoken from my slumber by a canned, ear-splitting outburst of slapping and screaming. The unmistakable sounds of hardcore pornography blared into my eardrum. I jolted awake with a panicked yelp.

"Oh my fuck! What--what--"

I opened my eyes. My sister was sitting on my chest, pinning me down under her meager weight. She had one hand over her mouth to suppress laughter while the other pressed her iPhone to my ear. She had it pulled up to a porn site. The volume was on full blast and my door was open.

"OH YEAH, FUCK THIS PUSSY, OH MY GOD YES!" the woman in the video was screaming.

"What the actual fuck, Alice?"

She burst forth with a torrent of hysterical laughter and showed me the screen. It was NOT the soft stuff either. There was a pale, naked woman in a kitchen getting absolutely destroyed by three guys at once, each one making creative use of her orifices. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was almost deafening in the still quiet of my bedroom.

"Is this the stuff you watch?" she asked over the noise.

"Alice! Alice, turn it off."

"What?"

"Turn it off!"

"What?"

I grabbed the phone out of her hands and frantically paused the video. She lost balance and tumbled backward off the bed, collapsing onto the floor in a sprawling heap.

"Alice! Are you alright?"

She lay face down on the carpet and responded with muffled giggling.

"Oh my fucking god what have I ...