Late Night Movies (chapter 11) - Sex Stories

Late Night Movies (chapter 11)

... sweats down around his ankles and sat his bare ass down on the truckseat. It was already almost all the way hard and I laughed a bit, snickering “oh my god!” “What’s going on back there?” Daddy asked and immediately I felt like I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t believe how my br other just pulled his dick out like that and how was I supposed to tell my PARENTS about it? I always felt like I could never tell on Chris… he was and IS my br other and I love him. Chris knew I couldn’t say a word and just sat there with a smirk, stroking his dick. “Go on, you can tell ‘im” he said and it surprised me. “Chris just took his pants down!” I said all excited, expecting a huge reaction. Daddy just looked at Mommy and she smiled at him. Actually SMILED at him! I felt like it had to add more for them to realize just HOW big of deal this was. “He’s pulling on his thingy!” I said in protest. “His what?” Daddy asked. “His… his cock. He’s pulling on it!” I said. “heh heh ohhh…” Was all daddy said. Mommy looked back with a smile, “Mmmm that’s cause he’s ready to cum again aren’t you hun?” she asked as she ran the tips of her fingers over his jawline. “That’s because he’s got a big load filling up his balls and he needs to get it out for mommy isn’t it hun?” she asked, smiling and playful. “Mmmmnyesss” he said, stroking his cock vigorously. Soon he was panting and hunching over as he stroked himself. “C’mere you lil fagget!” He said loudly and I heard a ‘hey’ from up front but was distracted by ...

... him grabbing my foot. He removed my ninja turtle shoe and threw it down with blinding speed then held my foot up just below him, stroking his cock. “MOM!” I shouted. I was so embarrassed and humiliated. I thought only for a second about using my independent word to put an end to it but decided to fight back instead, attempting to take my own foot back. His grip was strong though, too strong to break free. “Mawwww OM!” I yelled. “CHRIS!” was all she yelled in return but he kept my ankle in a firm grip. He grunted loudly and started stroking slower but each stroke unleashed another thick stream of milky white stuff on my foot. I felt the warmth of it. Chris slapped my foot with his dick, spreading the thick seed around and I was completely humiliated. I tried to snatch my foot back but his grip was firm, too firm to break. “There ya go ya lil fagget. Have a nice man load on your lil fagget feet.” Chris said with confidence that scared me. How could he NOT fear what mommy n’ daddy would do? We were pulling down our driveway as I was wondering this, all the while my mother asking what happened, what happened? I sat there, stunned by what had happened while my br other just smirked. “He… he CUMMED on me!” I said, completely mortified with shame. The truck was silent for a bit while daddy shut the engine off. “He ‘came’ on you.” Was all daddy said at first. When he said it again Chris smiled even bigger. “It’s allover my foot!” I yelled. “Well if YOU don’t want it I know a slut who ...