Fucking his little sister and her friends: Part 2 – Redhead Family - Sex Stories

Fucking his little sister and her friends: Part 2 – Redhead Family

... John could see the shape of her legs, her tight calves taught from the strapless high heels she was wearing. Her pink tank top barely covered half of her beautiful tits, and her stomach was smooth and shapely.

Her mother was shorter and curvier, but with the same red hear and blue eyes like Sarah, and perfect tits. They were much bigger than the two of her daughters, and she was showing them off in a black cocktail dress and high heels, with her cleavage fully on show. John could see a corset style bodice sticking out underneath.

They also both wore angry expressions.

‘So, you’re the cunt who’s been fucking my kid sister?’ the sister shouted, jabbing a finger at his chest.

John stayed relaxed. There was nothing illegal about what he was doing with the girls (apart from maybe his sister, he thought). Sarah’s birthday the week before made it all above board – just.

“Yeah, I am, she’s downstairs right now in fact” he said, leaning on the door. She pushed her way past and John watched her ass move along the corridor. Holy fuck, he thought, that is one of the best I’ve ever seen.

The mother had stayed in the doorway, calmer than her daughter, and was appraising John carefully after that initial angry posture. They both held each other’s gaze for that moment longer than was necessary, and it was clear there was sexual tension in the air. As she walked past John, she moved closer so that she brushed against him, her finger tracing a line along her breasts.

Not ...

... fucking wholesome at all, John thought.

He slowly followed the two women back down as Sarah’s sister shouted ‘Sarah! Sarah!’ at every door.

‘It’s number 12’ he told her calmly. ‘That way – the door is unlocked’.

She gave him a disgusted look and went the way he had pointed. He wished he was able to see the look on her face when she entered the apartment and took in the scene in front of her. Instead he walked slowly with the mother, looking her directly in the eyes all the way down, not sharing a word together.

Just before they got to the door he grabbed the mother by the shoulder and pushed her gently so she faced him. He knew by how she reacted what he could do next – he pushed he up against the wall and watched her push her breasts out and open her lips.

He turned her around, her face pushed against the wall, and he felt up and down her dress, spanking her ass lightly and feeling her breasts through the fabric. He turned her towards him and they began to kiss roughly outside the apartment door, the two daughters inside unaware of their slutty mother getting wet with someone she had only met less than a minute before. John pulled away and looked down into those distinctive, impossible blue eyes above the heaving breasts.

They both heard shouting inside the apartment but took their time in walking inside. John saw the sister standing in the middle of the room, her hands on her hips.

“Oh my god!” shouted Sarah’s sister. “What the actual fuck?”

Sarah’s ...