Chula Vista Dreaming (part seven) - Sex Stories

Chula Vista Dreaming (part seven)

... bed under the one above and got comfortable. I spread my naked legs and let her play with me. I was still sucking her tits but I was also tickling her pussy. It was moist and juicy. I loved Sheila's pussy. She was kissing me now and she slid over to lower herself onto my manhood. I felt her moist slit spreading apart as she impaled her body on my prick. Her pregnant tummy was bumping against mine. I wanted to fuck harder but she was controlling it. She was stooped under the upper bunk bed and her body was awkward but she was dripping come juice down my cock and into my pubic hair. I was close to coming into her, filling her with my spunk. God, I loved my stepsister. "I'm going to come in you baby. I am. I am. I have to come." "Yeah, do it. Do that baby boy. Oh shit I keep fucking coming." I was lifting her body up with each hard upward trust and it was streaming out. I was filling Sheila's pussy with come. It was so fucking good. I loved this. I loved my family. "Good, Peter. So good. Please keep fucking me. I want to come forever. I'm pretty, yes, Peter? I'm pretty? Men want me. I love you baby. Oh shit, coming." I fed her the last I had, sucking her tits while I did it. And it was good. So fucking good. I heard the bedroom door open. "Kids, your father just opened the garage door. He's home early. Please come out now. Hurry." Sheila scrambled up and off of my soft ...

... cock and we both were up and putting our clothes on quickly. Then I realized that Dad would not be checking on us. We had plenty of time. I stopped Sheila. Hugged her. And then we started dressing at our own speed. "Hi kids. I got tired of not getting any bites today. Thought I'd come home early. Are you staying for supper, Peter?" Dad was sitting on the couch in the living room. He was drinking a bottle of Falstaff. "No Dad. I need to go catch a bus pretty soon. I was just here because I got homesick I guess. Tell me about the fishing." "Nothing to tell. I guess the water was to turbulent or something. It was windy out on the lake. How's school? Learning anything worthwhile?" "That's funny Dad. Actually, I was thinking of majoring in physical education. I could teach at a high school with a degree in Education. What do you think about that?" "Sounds fine to me. I mean, you already know baseball, and golf. Sounds good to me, son." After that we talked some more. Sheila and Cindy were in the kitchen. I could hear giggling. Finally I told Dad I was catching the bus. I got up and he did too. He shook my hand and I went in and tell the girls I was leaving. They both kissed me on the cheek and I strolled out of the front door. I was back at the boarding house in about an hour. I went upstairs to my room. I heard music coming from Maggie's room. I knocked softly on the door.