Gail and Robert Seduce the Neighbor's Daughter - Sex Stories

Gail and Robert Seduce the Neighbor's Daughter

... stricter. He makes his four children read from the Bible every night, and has them promise him that they will never break any of the commandments. Mark truly believes that if you break any of the commandments you will go to Hell. When we first moved to the neighborhood he actually broke down, cried and begged Robert and God to forgive because he had an impure thought about me. It was obvious to us that if he thought he was damning his soul he’d always breakdown and confess what he did. So, because of his religious beliefs and only for his religious beliefs we gave him a key to our house. Out of all our neighbors we knew that he wouldn’t use the key for evil purposes. He would only use it to get our mail and water our plants when we’re away. Brynn thought differently. She thought that since were “gone” she’d be able to use our house to do what she couldn’t get away with in her own. Instead her plans went awry, and now she was crying while boyfriend’s cock was rapidly going limp in her hand. “What is your father going to say about this?” Robert yelled. She started crying louder. Robert then turned to the boyfriend and yelled, “Get the fuck out of my house!” He jumped off the chaise lounge, rapidly threw his clothes on and ran out without even saying goodbye to Brynn. I then said, “Honey, why don’t you go check on the baby and let me talk to Brynn?” As he stared at her naked body he said, “Fine.” He then walked into the house and up the stairs. I then said to Brynn, “I think ...

... you need to come inside the house.” She got off the chair and started picking her clothes off the ground. “Those can wait until later,” I said sternly. Brynn was shaking nervously as she walked into the house. Goose bumps were popping up all over her tight hot body. When we entered the living room I sat on the couch and motioned for her to sit next to me. As her butt hit the cushion tears started escaping her eyes at a more rapid pace. Still shaking she looked at me and asked, “Are you going to tell my Dad?’ “About you trespassing or giving your boyfriend a blowjob?” I asked. “He’ll kill me if you tell him,” she cried. “Don’t be so over dramatic,” I said. “I’m not,” she said. “If I break Dad and God’s rules he locks me in my room with only a bible and forces me to read it out loud. I’m only allowed out to go to school.” I was quite surprised at this; I didn’t realize that her father was that cruel. I just shook my head in disbelief as I asked, “How often does he punish you like that?” “A couple times a month,” she said. “You poor baby,” I said as I gave her a comforting hug. “What kind of things does he punish you for?” After we finished hugging she wiped her tears away and said, “Lot’s of things. Like not doing my homework, taking books out of my brother’s room without asking, and you know?” “No I don’t know,” I said. “My dad’s grounded me for touching myself…you know…down there,” she said. “Your dad grounds you for masturbating?” I asked. “He said it’s unladylike and against ...