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Ch. 14 Codes: Mff, teen, oral, anal, semi-ff, semi-inc
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Saturday morning, I went to the nearest Volkswagen dealership and began
browsing the Bugs. As I expected, knowing how popular they had become, this
was not likely to be cheap. But, as I made clear repeatedly to Marianne, I
could afford this. Successful single stock traders with no dependents tend
to accumulate assets rather rapidly. So I had talked to a friend of mine at
work, who traded Microsoft from his post, and had him dump 300 shares out of
my account. I owned close to 7000 (stock splits are wonderful things) so
this wasn't going to significantly affect my position.
Before long, I found a cute banana-yellow Bug that was suitably tricked out
with options (especially a nice custom stereo with a 6-disc CD changer, which
I knew was the single most important thing for a teenager). An hour of
dickering produced a price I was happy with, and I explained how it was a
birthday gift for my "stepdaughter." They put Marianne's name on the
registration, and I wrote the check. For an additional fee, they agreed to
deliver it to her house. The warm, fuzzy feeling that experience gave me
lasted the rest of the afternoon.
I found Marianne and Hayley sunbathing naked by the pool when I returned.
The late summer heat had yet to break even though we were approaching
Halloween, and I spent a moment admiring the beads of sweat and suntan oil on
their tawny limbs. They appeared to be among those few natural blondes who
can actually tan instead of simply burning whenever they get a hit with a ray
of sunlight. Both of them had been doing this long enough that they no
longer had much in the way of tan lines.
Hayley noticed me first.
"Hi, Steve."
I kissed her and then Marianne.
"Hi, babe."
"Kitten."
Hayley giggled.
"You really call her that."
"Yep. Just seemed to fit."
"I think it's cute. Can I have a nickname too?"
Marianne snorted.
"Don't get greedy."
Hayley pouted and looked up at me.
"I want a nickname."
"What's wrong with 'short stuff'?"
She sneered at Marianne, who was still lying on her back with her eyes closed.
"Please?"
"Like what?"
"Something cat-related like hers."
"How about 'cat box'?" Marianne offered.
Hayley's eyes narrowed in displeasure, and she reached over to punch Marianne
in the arm. Marianne responded by laughing, and I rubbed her head.
"'Little Kit'?" I asked. "Would that work?"
Hayley beamed.
"I like that."
"Sheesh."
Hayley stuck her tongue out at Marianne, who wasn't watching anyway, but the
issue appeared settled.
I fetched three beers from the refrigerator and returned to sit down between
them. Hayley made a face at hers but tried to drink it anyway.
I noticed the absence of Marianne's bong, which was normally out in
situations like this.
"Are we out of dope?"
"Yeah. But it's okay. I was thinking of taking a break. We've done a lot
of it lately."
"It's a good thing I don't work for a company that does drug testing. I
think I would peg the meter right now."
"They've been talking about doing random testing at school," Hayley said.
I looked over at her.
"Seriously? How?"
"I don't know. But they are."
"The PTA is making noises about it," Marianne said. "But the students would
revolt if they tried it. Nobody wants to have to piss on command."
I thought back to my days in high school, in the mid-seventies. Had anyone
proposed random drug testing on us, I think the outraged potheads might have
torched the school. A few of my friends were so perpetually stoned that
their urine samples might have broken the testing equipment.
I lay in the sun with them until it began to set. I actually dozed off until
I felt Marianne stroking my arm. Hayley was in the pool, still naked,
swimming around like a mermaid.
"What do you want to do for dinner?"
"You feel like going out?"
She glanced at her sister.
"Hayley too?"
"Unless you mind."
"No. That's cool."
She got Hayley's attention, and we shortly settled on going out to a local
bar and grill, where I could take a pair of teenagers with arousing too much
suspicion. The two of them dressed and went home to change clothes,
returning about twenty minutes later. Both of them wore jeans and sandals,
exposing multiple toe rings. Marianne wore one of her stretch satin T-shirts
(white, loose-necked to expose ample cleavage) and a choker chain around her
neck, while Hayley had on a spaghetti-strap baby-tee (royal blue, cropped
halfway up her chest) and her lapis bracelet.
We rode down toward the beach in my Grand Cherokee and spent a couple of
hours eating and talking. Toward the end, when Hayley went off to the ladies
room, I pulled the bill of sale for Marianne's Bug out of my back pocket.
"Happy Birthday."
She looked it over in awe, eyes watering, then looked back up at me. She
took my hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Thank you so much."
"You're worth it."
She looked back at the invoice, and her eyebrows shot up.
"An *Alpine stereo*? How?"
"It was a special order someone defaulted on. You got lucky."
Her eyes closed and she wiped the tears out of them.
"Oh, God. I can't believe you're really doing this."
"It's done. Does Hayley know?"
"No. I've been trying to think of a way to break it to her. She'll see
right through the raffle story and know you got it for me, so I have to tell
her." She laughed weakly. "I think I'm going to have to tell her tonight
anyway. She'll know something is up when she comes back."
I saw Hayley returning as she spoke, and her blonde eyebrows indeed creased
in curiosity as she approached.
"What's going on?"
Marianne reached for her hand, taking a deep breath and sniffing back her
tears.
"Um, short stuff, look." She glanced at me. "This is a secret, so you have
to swear not to tell anyone. Especially not Mom and Dad."
Hayley's eyes bulged.
"What? I won't, I swear."
"Steve has gotten me like the best birthday present in the world. I tried to
stop him from doing this, but he did it anyway."
"What is it?"
Marianne showed her the invoice, and after a few seconds of confusion,
Hayley's face went white.
"No way. No fucking way."
She looked up at us, seeing the confirmation in my face.
"Oh, my God. No way. How?"
"I'm going to tell Mom and Dad I won it in a raffle at the mall."
"And you think they'll *believe* that? No way!"
"Why not?"
"Because . . . because," she gasped, "because they can't. How can he buy you
a *car*? You guys just met like two months ago!"
Marianne glanced at me, smiling weakly.
"I tried to talk him out of it. He wouldn't listen."
Hayley's head rolled around dizzily.
"God! I am so jealous I want to die! I can't believe this! A car!"
"I'll let you ride in it. I figure we'll drive to school in it. But you
can't tell Mom and Dad, okay? All kinds of shit will hit the fan if they
find out the truth."
Hayley gradually regained her equilibrium.
"I won't," she gasped. "But . . . but . . . you guys, you have to let me
keep, you know, coming over all, okay? Please?"
Marianne rubbed her arm.
"We will. We talked about it. It's okay."
Hayley finally managed a smile.
"Thanks."
"No problem," I said.
I paid the check, and we left shortly after that. Hayley continued
periodically exclaiming, "A car! God!" on the way back until Marianne
finally got her to chill about it.
When we got inside the house, Marianne put her arms around my neck.
"Let me show you how grateful I am."
I felt Hayley pressing herself against my back.
"Me, too," she said giggling.
We worked our way up the stairs, pulling off random bits of clothing on the
way. By the time we reached the bed, I was fondling two pairs of firm
breasts. Marianne and Hayley climbed above me and took turns kissing me. I
pulled them up a bit further to suckle their breasts, moving them around. As
big as they were, Marianne's tits would swing back and forth a bit when she
hung over me like this, but Hayley's didn't. She was so firm that her tits
held their shape no matter how she positioned herself.
As I sucked on four tits at once, I reached down and began fingering two
blonde pussies. I slipped an index finger into both of them, trying to see
if I could tell the difference. Hayley was a bit tighter, but that was it.
Even getting two fingers into her was difficult, not that it was much easier
with Marianne.
I masturbated them both with my thumbs and fingers, continuing to suck on
their nipples. They moaned at me, giggling, pushing their tits all over my
face.
I came briefly up for air, getting free from this great mass of mammarial
flesh.
"Let's see who comes first."
They moaned in unison, and Marianne pushed herself back at my hand. Soon
they were both humping my fingers as my thumbs worked busily over their
clits. I noticed as they got more and more turned on that their reactions
were almost identical. Marianne was slightly more expressive, but I thought
I could put that down to her greater experience. They might not be twins,
but it seemed to me that they had gotten about as much of the same DNA as two
fraternal sisters could.
What was even more interesting was that they seemed to be feeding off each
other's arousal. One would moan or whimper and the other would do the same
thing in response. In their eagerness to get me to suck on their tits, they
were all but rubbing their nipples together.
Marianne came first, but Hayley was right behind her. If you allowed for the
fact that Marianne and I had much more of a sexual history than I did with
Hayley, they might as well have come together. In any case, they both
whimpered and bit at my ears, shaking and spasming into my hands. Then they
withdrew and collapsed against me.
Marianne lifted herself up a few moments later, smiling.
"That was fun."
"Yeah."
She reached over and caressed Hayley's back tenderly. Hayley just snuggled
against me, making the little contented noises I had gotten used to.
"What do you want to do?" Marianne asked.
"You decide."
She grinned.
"Okay, because I did have some ideas. I think tonight's lesson is going to
be Anal Sex."
Hayley's head shot up in surprise.
"What?"
"Come on. Don't chicken out. You told me you were thinking about it."
"Yeah, but . . ."
"Just try it."
"We don't have to go all the way if you don't like it," I said.
Hayley looked back and forth between me and her sister.
"What do I do?"
Marianne jumped up.
"Let me do it."
She ran into the bathroom and returned with the massage oil we used when she
wanted it anally. Hayley watched, not moving.
Marianne first set the oil down and crawled up the bed to take my erection in
her mouth. Hayley sat up and joined her, and the two of them alternated on
me for about a minute. Then Marianne withdrew.
"Get on your hands and knees up by the headboard."
Hayley complied, pulling a couple of pillows under her to brace herself.
Marianne came up behind her and squirted some oil into her hand. She rubbed
it between Hayley's cheeks, then poked into Hayley's butt with her index
finger. I saw Hayley cringe a bit as she did it, but she didn't do anything
stop her. As I watched, Marianne lubricated her sister thoroughly. Finally
she turned and rubbed the oil all over my erection.
"She's all yours."
Marianne lay down beside us as I got behind Hayley. Hayley tried to stretch
herself open as I approached. I could see her sphincter clenching and
relaxing nervously as I placed the head of my cock between her butt cheeks.
"Push back at him so you're stretched open more," Marianne said. "It makes
it easier."
Hayley tried to comply, and very slowly, I eased the head of my dick into her
rectum. She gasped and squirmed as I slipped inside.
"Oh, God."
Marianne rubbed her back.
"Just relax. Let yourself get used to it."
She took Hayley's nearest hand and tried to push it between her legs.
"If you play with yourself while he does it, it helps too."
I felt Hayley tense up around me.
"You mean--?"
Marianne snorted.
"Come on. I know you do it. So do I. So does everyone. There's nothing
wrong with helping yourself along. Trust me, it will make it easier."
Hayley moved her hand tentatively between her thighs, and I felt the tips of
her fingers brushing against my balls. I withdrew slowly and began to fuck
her ass. Marianne watched both my reactions and Hayley's, and before long,
she was playing with herself too.
Hayley was soon so consumed with the sensations that her apprehensiveness
vanished. She pushed back at me with each thrust, trying to pull herself
even further open. Her fingers worked busily in her sex as I pumped her firm
cheerleading butt. Her other hand was braced against the headboard, opening
and closing rhythmically.
Marianne lay on her back beside her, fucking herself with two fingers. She
licked her lips looking up at me and then reached toward Hayley with her free
hand. She took a stiff nipple between her fingers and began tweaking it.
Hayley moaned, moving faster, nearing orgasm. She had relaxed enough that I
slid in and out of her easily, bottoming out in her bowels with each thrust.
Her hand was a blur between her thighs.
"Oh God . . . oh God . . . fuck my ass . . . fuck me, fuck, fuck, shit! Oh!"
She went into convulsions under me, her sphincter pinching painfully down on
my cock. The vibrations of her ass brought me swiftly to climax myself, and
my last sight before I poured myself into Hayley's ass was her sister, hand
halfway into her twat, shivering in orgasm beside us.
I came so hard I might have passed out. In any case, I lost track of things
until I realized Marianne was cleaning my detumescent dick with a wet
washcloth. Hayley was out cold on her stomach beside me. I could see a
streak of semen on her smooth, tanned, buttocks.
"How was she?"
"Great," I gasped.
"That was so hot. So fucking hot. I came so hard it hurt."
"Me too."
She continued cleaning my dick until she was satisfied, then she took it into
her mouth to get me back up. Hayley regained consciousness about a minute
later and came up on her elbows to see what was going on.
I ran my fingers through her hair, pushing it away from her face.
"How you doing, Little Kit?"
She smiled.
"A little sore. But that was great. I had no idea it would feel so good."
She lay across my chest and watched her sister working on my dick. I
continued caressing her and playing with her hair. I pulled Marianne off
after a few minutes.
"Enough of that. Come here."
She came up and kissed me as I fondled her big tits. I pulled her up further
to suck on her nipples, but she was rather swiftly sitting on my face and
riding my tongue. Hayley took her place at my dick, sucking on me while I
ate her sister.
I took Marianne's tight cheerleading butt in my hands, pulling her to my
mouth. I forced my tongue as far into her as I could get it, fucking her
with it while I worked my lips against her clit. Hayley was bobbing avidly
on my erection now, but the added stimulation just made me lick Marianne more
eagerly.
Marianne braced herself against the wall, whimpering and twisting over my
mouth. I spun my tongue around and around her clit the way I knew she liked
while I caressed her buttocks. She stood it for only another minute before
backing down and squatting over my dick. Hayley held it up for her,
positioning me, and Marianne swallowed me up with her tight pussy.
She spread herself open, arching her back and letting herself settle as far
down as she could. I felt myself probing more deeply into her than I had
perhaps ever been. Marianne whimpered softly as if in pain, gripping her big
tits in her hands.
No wanting to be left out, Hayley came up beside me, wanting to take her
sister's place on my mouth. I let her, but had her turn around to face
Marianne. The two of them leaned together, heads on each other's shoulders,
and began riding me.
I lost myself in them after that, fucking one and eating the other, reaching
up to grope at random breasts. Not long into it, I encountered a hand on
Hayley's left tit and realized that Marianne was tweaking her nipples as I
was trying to do. Hayley didn't seem to mind, and I contented myself with
playing with Marianne. But suddenly Hayley was pushing my hands out of the
way to fondle Marianne in return, tweaking and pinching her nipples as
Marianne was doing to her.
I couldn't take much more of this, but it was too soon after fucking Hayley
to come. I fucked up at Marianne roughly, and she pounded herself down at me
just as hard. Hayley's hips were rapidly rolling up and back over my mouth,
pushing down so far I almost couldn't breath. One of them cried out--I
couldn't tell who--and soon the other was shrieking with her. As near as I
could tell, they came as one, Marianne spasming around my dick, Hayley
shuddering over my tongue. I gave Marianne a few last spastic thrusts and
erupted into her tight teenage pussy.
Hayley fell forward across the bed, leaving her legs tangled up with arms.
Marianne fell onto my chest, still moving slowly over my aching dick. I lay
half-dead on my back.
Marianne laughed weakly, not lifting her head from my shoulder.
"Shit. Shit," she gasped. "I wanna do that again."
"You'll kill me."
She came up now and kissed me.
"I love you," she said softly.
"I love you too, Kitten."
She bit my ear happily, purring.
"Meow. Meow, meow, meow."
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