Peter woke the following morning from a pressure on his waist. He opened his eyes and found Jenny straddling his crotch. The morning light from the window refracted in her short hair and she smiled at him. He smiled back. Jenny was naked, and so was he. With her right hand she guided his dick into herself. It was gentle but passionate. Peter felt her warm pussy embracing his hard dick. What a way to wake up. Jennys breasts bobbed in up and down as she rode him. Soft skin met Peters hands as they traveled from her knees, along her legs, to her waist. He admired the beautiful face she was making as she tried her best to not to moan. They did not want anyone to hear what they were doing. Jenny started riding him faster and rougher. She even started rubbing her clit while she bounced up and down. This kind of beauty was new to Peter. All he wanted to do was to give her the pleasure that he felt she deserved. With a hand by her neck, he pulled her toward himself and gave her a deep kiss. Her eyes were closed. “I'm…” Jenny was panting “I'm so close.” They met in another kiss, one that lasted an eternity. With their lips pressed hard against each other, Jenny started convulsing. Peter held her tight and kissed her even tighter. He wanted to share in her euphoria. The shaking stopped and they were both exhausted. Jenny let her heads rest against Peters chest. Her breath felt cool against his sweaty skin. “You didn't cum, did you?” asked Jenny and looked up at him. Peter smiled and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “It doesn't matter.” he replied. “Oh come on. I'll make it up to you.” Without a seconds hesitation, Jenny kissed her way from his chest, over his stomach, to his crotch. Even though she had just had an orgasm, she was still playful. She wanted to tease him. Her lips traveled from his bellybutton, to the base of his shaft, then to his right thigh. She licked his balls just a little, just to make them tingle. “Mmhm. Please!” Peter exclaimed. Jenny giggled. But she took the hint and wrapped her warm lips around his dick. Her own pussy juice rubbed of it and onto her lips as she pushed herself onto it. This blowjob was different than the one from yesterday. This time it was more playful and heartfelt. Jenny would use her tongue to play with his foreskin and the head of his dick. She traced the contours of his member. It did not take long before Peter was ready. “I'm close.” he enlightened her. She looked up at him, as if she was accepting a challenge. Slowly and with force, she pushed herself deeper and deeper onto his dick. Her lips covered half his dick, then three quarters and then almost all of it before she gagged. She held it there. The sensation was incredible. Even if Peter would have wanted, there was no way he could hold back. But just as he was going to give in, he noticed a figure by the door. It was Jennys sister Judy. For a split second their eyes met, then she was gone. 'Shit!' he thought to himself. 'She knows everything'. But this thought did not stop him from exploding in Jennys mouth. She gagged as the warm sticky cum shot down her throat. Unable to keep it in, she let it drip out onto his crotch. But all Peter could think of was Judy. Her long blond hair, her stern look and the look of judgment on her face. Jenny got out of bed and put her bra and panties on. “I better sneak into my room before the others wake up.” she said and sneaked out of the room. Peter did have the heart to tell her what he had seen. Instead he just fell back into bed and waited for breakfast.
As usual Jenny came to announce that breakfast was ready and to lead Peter to the kitchen. Unlike himself, she seemed to be at ease, relaxed and comfortable. This time Peter and Jenny were the last to join the table. Ms. Bradbury greeted them both and pulled their chairs out. As Peter sat down he dared a quick glance at Judy. She looked right back at him, still judgmental and stern. Peter looked away and felt guilty. There was not much talking during the breakfast. Ms. Bradbury, who usually initiated the conversations, was busy reading the mornings newspaper. Every now and again Peter happened to look at Judy. Every time he was afraid that she would tell Ms. Bradbury. He had never been this tense. But luckily breakfast came to an end without Judy saying as much as a word to her mother. Judy and Alexia left the room when it was time to clean the table. But Peter and Jenny stayed and helped Ms. Bradbury. “We need to go to the store. Would you like to come with me honey?” Ms. Bradbury asked Jenny after the table was clean. Jenny wanted nothing more than to stay at home with Peter, but she could not think of a valid excuse. She gave up and gave in. “Sure, I'll come.” she replied. The two of them got dressed and left the house. Peter found himself alone again and decided to go back to his room. He thought about what to say to Judy. There must be some way to convince her not to tell Ms. Bradbury about him and Jenny. Caught up in his thoughts, Peter opened the door to his room and stepped inside. He locked the door behind him. But when he turned around again he found Judy standing in front of him with her arms crossed. Her long blond hair neatly ran along her chest, over her breasts. She was wearing a short red dress and matching red heels. Judys soft face was confident and determined. She no longer had a look of judgment, instead she looked like she had a plan. “I saw you and Jenny this morning.” she spoke. Her words were sharp and precise. “Um… look…” Peter tried to reply. “Shut up.” she interrupted him “I think it's best if I told mom.” She looked him deep in the eyes, arms still crossed. “No! Please. Please don't tell her.” Peter pleaded. “She would probably kick you out, and Jenny too.” “Please. You can't tell her.” Judy let her arms fall to her sides and walked up to him. With only inches between her nose and his, she looked him in the eyes and said. “Then you better do as I say.” She swiftly let her right hand slide along his stomach and down his crotch, under the jeans and under the boxers. Her hand wrapped around his dick tightly. “What are you doing?” Peter cried out. “Why should Jenny get all the fun? I want to feel what a man feels like.” “You mean…” Peter swallowed, the tension got to him “… you've never been with a man?” Judy grabbed his balls and started squeezing them. “Of course I have! Don't be stupid.” She squeezed harder and harder. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” Judy let go of his balls and went back to his dick. “It's just been a long time. No boys in the house, remember?” “Well, what do you want me to do about that?” She pulled his jeans and boxers down to his knees. “I want you to fuck me!” she exclaimed with glee. “No! I won't do it! I couldn't do that to Jenny!” Peter replied with more confidence in his voice than in his heart. “Really? Maybe I'll just tell mom then. She'll kick you both out. With no where to live and no one to look after her, do you think she'll still like you? No! She'll have you forever for it.” Judys words made so much sense to Peter. He knew them to be true. Either way, Judy did not care for his consensus. She lifted her dress and revealed that she was not wearing any panties underneath. Swiftly, she turned around and backed up onto him. She reached between her legs and guided his dick into her pussy. It was already soaking wet. Peter let his dick enter her tight pussy without objecting. Judy pushed against him and the door behind him pushed back. He felt like a living sex toy. Judy had no interest in an intimate experience, she just wanted to get off. It was striking just how true her words had become. His racing thoughts kept him far away from orgasm. He was so caught up in them that he hardly realized that Judy was cumming. Unlike her sister, Judy was loud. She started screaming like she was possessed. For every thrust against his pelvis, her screams got louder. With no care in the world she let herself enjoy this orgasm to its full extent. When she was done, she did not seem tired. She did not collapse, or pant. Instead she just stood up straight and turned around. “I hope you didn't cum in me!” she said with a grin. “N-no…” Peter replied. “Good boy. But it's still a mess down there.” Judy lifted her dress and exposed wet pussy. She had stains of pussy juice all over her thighs and down her calves. “On your knees and clean it up!” she order. Peter obeyed and fell to his knees. Judy took a few steps back and Peter waddled after her. Then she stopped and her buried his face between her legs. He started by licking up the juice on her thighs, then he worked his way to her calves and finally he went back to her pussy. Peter tried his best to lick, suck or rub away any juice that was left. “You promise you won't tell Ms. Bradbury?” he asked when he felt like he was done. Judy laughed. “Oh how naive you are. I've already told her.” she replied. “WHAT?!” “I told her before breakfast.” “You fucking bitch!” Peter wanted to get up, but was unable to, his legs would not carry him. “You made me fuck you for no reason?” he asked her. “Don't say that. I enjoyed it. Next time will be even better.” she replied. “Next time? NEXT TIME? There will be no next time. You have nothing on me now.” Peter was furious. It felt like his blood was boiling and his heart was going to jump out of his chest. “Oh really?” she started playing with his hair. “You've just fucked Jennys sister. Do you think she's going to like that? Do you think mom is going to like that?” Peter looked up at her and realized his mistake. What a brilliant play. She bluffed and he fell for it. “In fact, when I tell them I might just elaborate a bit. Maybe throw in some extra details for dramatic effect.” Judy took a few steps to the middle of the room and turned to face Peter. “MOM! He came into my room and fucked me when you guys were away. I couldn't stop him!” she acted out. Peters heart froze. “You wouldn't!” he cried out. “Maybe, maybe not. Like you said, I'm a bitch.” She turned around, unlocked the door and walked out.
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