Lauren was hesitant to go to the bathroom with me, but I gently persuaded her. When I closed the bathroom door I looked to the attendant and he held up a finger, one minute. Someone else must be in here. I pulled my wife into the same stall I’d fucked Rachel in and started kissing her. A toiled flushed, hands were washed and the door closed with the attendant thanking the person, undoubtedly for a tip he’d just received. I opened the stall door and pulled my wife back out into the main area while the old man locked the bathroom door.
I unzipped my wife’s dress and pulled it off of her, the attendant pulled out a hanger and gently straightened and hung the dress on a hook on the back of the door. He simply watched as I rubbed my wife’s panties into her cunt, soaking up all of juices she had flowing.
I kissed the side of her neck and whispered, “Was Kerri fingering you under the table too?”
She blushed and I laughed and slid her soaked panties off of her body and handed them to the attendant. He breathed her scent in deeply as I slid her bra down and unveiled her soft breasts. I tugged on her nipples and she closed her eyes, trying not to smile.
My eyes drifted over to the attendant, “What’s your name?” I asked him.
“Eli,” he said.
I smiled at my wife and kissed her then turned my attention back to the attendant, “Why don’t you show my wife your cock, Eli?”
He unzipped his pants and my wife’s eyes got big as she took in his size then looked back at me, “One more night with the girls and you can have that in your ass,” I whispered to her.
She nodded.
“Eli, do you have anything that would work as a lubricant?” I asked.
“Almond oil, for hand massages,” he said.
I looked to Lauren and smiled, “That’ll work. Now how would you like to work that dick of yours into my wife’s firm ass?”
He smiled, “You serious?” He asked.
I sat on the floor and pulled my wife down on my lap, sliding into her slick cunt with ease, “Don’t go easy on her, lube yourself up and lube up her ass and enjoy yourself, Eli.”
I moaned as Lauren rode my cock, intentionally arching her lower back to lift her ass as Eli’s hand probed her asshole, working a generous amount of the oil into her anus. I could feel her pussy tightening up as his thick arrowhead of a cock wedged himself into her.
“That’s it, make her take it,” I said as I looked Lauren in the eyes and pulled her hair at the base of her head.
My dick pushed up and Eli’s filled her, I could feel his dick pushing against mine through her anal and vaginal walls. I groaned as I felt her tensing already, “You aren’t allowed to cum yet, hunny,” I teased.
She moaned loudly and I put my hand over her mouth and pushed up into her pussy again, “Hush and take the nice man’s dick in your ass. That’s it, ride our cocks.”
Eli grasped her tits with one hand and thrust hard and fast into her ass as he drove his dick down into her. I didn’t expect a man of his age to be able to do a squat fuck, but he was going at it hard and my wife was trembling. My hand came off of her mouth and I lifted my hips up and pulled my pants down to my knees then lifted my shirt up to my chest, “Okay, hunny, now you can let go and enjoy,” I taunted as I started thumbing her clit.
The attendant pushed into her hard as he groped her and the look on his face and guttural groans told me he was filling my wife’s ass. I smiled at Lauren as I felt her cum on my cock. I looked over her shoulder at the attendant, “Can you go again?” I asked.
He shook his head, “Sir, that’s the third time I’ve cum tonight. I’ve barely even touched myself before tonight.”
I smiled and nodded, “Alright, wash up and just give me a few more minutes with her.”
He pulled free of Lauren’s ass and and I turned her around and knelt behind her, watching the old man’s cum drizzle out of her stretched out ass. I slid my cock into her cunt from behind and grasped her hair, yanking it hard as I thrust rough and deep. Her tits swayed back and forth with our motion and the old man knelt in front of her and watched her expression.
“Why don’t you tell my wife what you thought of fucking her ass, Eli,” I said.
He looked at Lauren as she cringed with my deep thrusts into her cunt, “Best piece of ass I’ve had in over three decades. Firm but not rigid, easy to push my big dick into, so I know she’s a bit of a slut, but she’s a damn good one, sir.”
Lauren squirted and onto the floor and she fell to the floor. I continued fucking her until I left a load deep in her. Once my dick stopped twitching I pulled out and rolled her onto her back then opened her legs up, “You have a cell phone on you Eli?” I asked.
He nodded and pulled his phone from his pocket. I took a picture of the pile of cum collecting on the bathroom floor and the thick white cum still bubbling from her cunt. I was sure to get her big tits in the frame as well. I handed the phone back to him and he watched me stand up then lift my wife from the floor and back to her feet. Her inner thighs were coated in a mixture of our cum, but I didn’t allow her clean up, just wipe off her ass cheeks so she didn’t stain her dress too badly.
I washed my dick and cleaned up the mess we’d made on the floor as the attendant helped my wife back into her dress. I tipped the man another twenty and whispered, “I saved the best for last.”
I got Lauren back out to the table and she and I switched seats so I was sitting next to Kerri. We all finished dinner and ordered dessert and wine, then I slid my hand under Kerri’s dress to find her positively dripping in anticipation. I smiled, “Come to the bathroom with me, baby girl.”
I looked to Lauren and Rachel, both were blushing softly and I knew they would compare their experiences once I was out of earshot. Kerri was biting her lip as I walked her through the bathroom door. The old man came over behind us and locked the door and I unzipped my daughter’s dress. The attendant took it and hung it up neatly.
He came back over to us and motioned to a chair, “I thought this might help,” he said with a smile.
I slid Kerri’s panties off of her, they were the wettest of the three, and handed them to the attendant, “Last pair, I’m afraid,” I said as I separated my daughters legs and urged the old man to kneel down beside me and look at the perfection that was her cunt.
“Go ahead and push your finger in her,” I told the man. Kerri looked scared and I patted her knee, “It’s okay, baby girl.”
She relaxed a little and the man gently fingered her, his thumb rubbed her clit as his middle and ring fingers penetrated her with sloppy wet noises filling the air. I pulled Kerri’s bra down, revealing her soft puffy tits to the man and I saw the bulge in his pants spring back to life as her abdomen trembled and she reached an orgasm just from the gentle fingering of a stranger.
“She’s extra sensitive,” I said with a smile.
Eli pulled his fingers from her and I leaned down, lapping her up. She squirmed against my face and whimpered as her hands grasped my hair, “Daddy,” she said softly.
I tongued her harder and deeper, rubbed her little clit faster until her back arched and her hips lifted to my face as she cried out in another orgasm. I unfastened my pants and pulled my dick out, stroking it as I grasped the back of her head, “Suck Daddy’s dick for a minute, baby girl.”
Her lips and tongue were eager and needy as they descended on my cock. The old man watched her, pussy getting wetter as I moaned and rubbed the back of her head, pulling her deeper onto me until her eyes water and her makeup smeared a little. I stiffened right up then picked her up and sat on the chair myself, pulling her ass back to my lap. I lifted her up and helped her settle my cock into her cunt with her back to my chest. Her body arched and squirmed as I fucked her with her legs spread wide so the attendant could see my dick spreading her little hole open.
Her firm tits barely bounced as I fucked her. I should have objected when the attendant moved closer started rubbing her clit then sucking on it, but the way her body moved and the need with which she begged, “Daddy, harder, fuck me harder,” I was preoccupied with moving her body up and down my shaft almost violently.
His mouth was closed over her clit when she squirted and he groaned and drank up every drop of her fluids while I rubbed her tits and soothed the tremors cascading through her muscles. My lips were by her ear and I whispered, “Daddy hasn’t cum yet, baby, I need you to move your body yourself so Daddy can grope your tits and kiss your neck.”
She nodded, her body still trembling slightly, “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
Her waist rolled as her hips rocked and Eli sat back and watched the show as my daughter fucked herself on my stiff rod, “That’s it baby girl, Daddy’s almost ready to cum in you,” I cooed as I tugged on her nipples and kneaded her breasts gently in my hands.
She turned her head to look at me, she was biting her lip and I looked down at her. She smiled bashfully and I leaned down to kiss her. Kerri sucked on my tongue as she rode my cock, then she pulled her lips away and looked me in the eyes, “I love you, Daddy,” she said, a hint of heady lust clouded the sweetness of her voice.
My hands slid down her sides to her hips and I yanked her down hard on me as I squirted what I could deep inside of her. I was tired but Kerri climbed off of my lap and turned around, bending over at the wait right in front of Eli as she cleaned my cock with her mouth and tongue.
Eli spread her pussy hole open and watched my cum drip down her inner lips and onto the floor. He stepped back and I went to the sink to wash my dick as Eli helped my daughter back into her dress. He stopped me before I left and looked back to Kerri, “Are you really her Dad?”
I smiled without answering and slipped him a hundred bucks, “Sorry for the inconvenience, but thank you for letting me make my dates happy tonight.”
Kerri and I walked back out to the table and I slid back into the middle seat between Kerri and Rachel. My hands slid up their dresses and lightly touched their clits to send chills down each girl’s spine. “I think it’s time to take Kerri home, hunny,” I said as I looked Rachel over.
We got the check and I paid the bill, tipping the waiter generously in case he caught on to any of the shenanigans going on. Lauren took Kerri home and I took Rachel for a walk along the waterfront. She was shivering in the cool night air and I draped my suit jacket over her shoulders.
“What made you want to do this, Rach?” I asked as I sat with her and held her close to me to warm her up.
“I thought it was weird when Lauren first mentioned it. I mean, I know we aren’t really siblings since your dad just married his mistress and got stuck with me as his new, unwanted, daughter, but you’re still my brother and it felt a little gross,” she said with a sigh.
“So what changed your mind?”
“I kept having dreams about you after Lauren brought up your gift. You were gentle and loving in my dreams. Very caring and thorough and you promised me I was safe with you,” she said as she looked up at me, “and I just realized all of that was very true and it made it easier to be curious about what it would be like to be with someone who really cared about me so much. What about you? When you realized who I was, what made you want to continue?”
I smiled, “I love you. I want you happy, I want to show you what to expect out of any future relationships. I wanted to be an example, someone your boyfriends will have to live up to in order to be deserving of you. Maybe not the letting some random guy watch thing, but the rest of it. The affection, the talking, the touching, the loving, I don’t ever want you to settle for less than you deserve, baby sister,” I said as I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.
“You don’t think it’s just a little teasing? Knowing we have to end things when Lauren says we have to end it,” she asked, her eyes were glossy with tears and I caressed her cheek.
“I love Lauren, you know? You and Kerri are amazing, fun and so sweet and easy for me to just love being near you both, but you’re my sister and we could never be more than we are right now.”
“And what are we right now, big brother?”
“Right now…lovers…once Lauren decides it’s over, we just become one another’s dirty secret. Though, some part of me hopes that Lauren will grant a release for me, if you’re willing, for family events. Give me a reason to steal you away and remind you that I absolutely love you. I already know I’m going to miss you when you leave,” I pulled her over to me and hugged her tightly.
She was shivering. I tipped her head up to me and kissed her lips softly, “I was going to give you some special treatment off to ourselves, but you’re freezing Rachel. Do you want to just go home and spend some time with me there?”
She shook her head, “No, I do want some alone time with you. Can we…” she started to ask something but I kissed her deeply.
“How about we get a hotel room?” I asked.
She smiled and nodded.
I called Lauren and told her I was going to get the hotel room for the night. I’d call her again after I’d spent a few hours alone with my sister and then she and Kerri could come to the room with me and I’d take care of each of them as well. Then I walked Lauren to a hotel near the fancy restaurant we’d had dinner at. The honeymoon suite was available, so I booked it for two nights and told them I’d have two more guests arriving in a few hours.
I got Rachel up to the room and picked her up to carry her across the threshold. She was giggling and, when I sat her back on her own feet, she was blushing. “What is it?” I asked her.
“Did you let the attendant fuck Kerri?” She asked.
I shook my head, “Only Lauren, why?”
“I was feeling a little jealous when Lauren told me he fucked her and I thought maybe you just let the two of them have that since they’re directly your family…”
I smiled, “You and Kerri are both my girls regardless of how each of you came into my life. I am especially protective of you two and I am going to do everything in my power to keep either one of you from getting hurt. Being fingered by a stranger and being fucked by one are two very different risk levels. I wasn’t willing to let either of you escalate your risks needlessly.”
I kissed Rachel on the top of her head and pulled her into a tight hug with me, “Lauren knows what she likes and what she can handle, she knows the risks and she gets to weigh out those risks for herself. Until you and Kerri are better equipped to calculate your own risks when interacting with a stranger, I will make those calculations for you and I can only hope you’ll listen to my guidance.”
“You’ve been a very good brother to me, Chris. You actually make me feel like family,” she said softly.
I unpinned the flowers from her dress and my suit, placing them on the table by the entrance to the room, “You’re not unwanted by the rest of them, you know? I’m the youngest of my mom and dad’s kids, they just don’t know how to work out having a sibling that’s twenty plus years younger than them. For me, though? I finally had a younger sibling I could pick on,” I said, stroking her cheek as I looked her over.
She was blushing brightly and I picked her up and tossed her up onto my shoulder, making her scream and laugh as I carried her over towards the bed. I sat her down gently and knelt on the floor in front of her, “I want you to know that, whether our parents stay together or not, you’re always going to be my little sister and you can always come to me for anything you need.”
A soft smile spread over her lips and she tilted her head slightly, “And if what I need is physical?” She asked me, quickly blushing at her own boldness.
I unzipped her dress and eased the fabric from her body, “As long as I have permission to, I will very happily meet your needs. If I don’t have permission, I’ll find a safe way for your needs to be met by someone I trust.”
My gaze traveled over her body before resting on her face, “Right now, I have permission, so tell me what you need from your big brother, Rachel.”
“What did you mean when you said how each of us came into your life?” She asked.
“I shouldn’t have said that,” I said, “but I did, so as long as you promise me you won’t tell Kerri, I’ll tell you. Do you promise?”
“I promise,” she said softly.
“I’m the only father Kerri’s ever known, but Lauren was pregnant when I met her. She went to have an abortion and I drove her to the appointment as part of an outreach program intended to help women receive care they need without being harassed. Lauren was scared, she didn’t want the abortion but her boyfriend said he’d kill her if she didn’t have it. She was seventeen. I told her I would only take her into the clinic if she told me it’s what she wanted to do, otherwise I would take her home and help her pack and give her a safe space at my apartment,” I said.
I looked to the ground and laughed slightly, “I had a girlfriend at the time and she was not so happy with me bringing a charity case home with me. She was a bitch to Lauren, tried to goad me into making fun of the knocked up teenager and I finally had enough and took Lauren back home, got her mom to sign off on her getting married and said I cheated on my girlfriend and the kid was mine. We got married, I got evicted from the apartment I shared with my girlfriend and our friends. I lost my friends and I couldn’t have been fucking happier because I felt useful and worthwhile for something other than my father’s name for once.”
“I’m on Kerri’s birth certificate. I paid a tech to fake my paternity results and make Kerri legally my daughter by genetics so my parents would accept her. You’re both my family by marriage, but I’ll be damned if someone tries to say your not my sister and she’s not my daughter. Sometimes the best family is the family we choose,” I said as I lifted myself up to her and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Now, Rachel, do you want to sit here with me while I lay out every secret I have, or would you like me to meet your needs while I still have permission?” I asked as I looked into her eyes and stroked my fingertips over her neck and shoulder.
She unclipped the bra she was wearing and pulled it off, leaving her naked in front of me. I ran my hand over her hip and smiled at her.
I guided her up onto the bed and lay down beside her then grasped her leg and pulled her slightly until she was kneeling over my face, “Hold on to the headboard, but do whatever feels good to you, Rach,” I said as I rubbed her hips and pulled her down to my mouth.
She moaned and I heard her hands drag as she squeezed the headboard. My sister’s softly curved figure was easy to grasp as she squirmed. Her whimpers were accompanied by efforts to lift herself from me, but I pulled her down against me more roughly, urging her to rub her clit and pussy along my lips and tongue as much as I was pressing myself to her.
I could tell she was hesitating, trying to keep her mind on me and my comfort, my ability to breathe. It was difficult to get her over her worry of hurting me and I know it was because her figure was fuller than Kerri’s. But the softly musky scent of her cunt was unbelievably alluring and I finally broke the fear in her when I bit down lightly on her clit. I heard her draw in her breath as she cringed, but she also pushed herself tightly to my mouth and I smiled.
That’s what I wanted. I would lift her up when I needed to breath in air, for now breathing in the softly floral scent of her soap on her thigh and dragging my tongue across the soft wet skin that tasted of water, subtle sweetness, and salt was what I needed. Her hips rocked over my lips and her clit rubbed against my nose as I worked to get my hands between her thighs, spreading her pussy open to me as my tongue pushed and rubbed inside of her.
She grabbed my hair and pulled it slightly as she started riding my tongue, making me moan as I worked my thumbs into her cunt, alternating them in and out, supplementing with my tongue as she moaned and reached back up to the headboard. I could feel her body tremble as both of my thumbs pushed into her and began pulling at her hole until I could kiss just inside of her then swirl my tongue along the inner folds of her pussy.
Her thighs tightened on either side of my head and her cunt pushed hard against my mouth as I felt her fluid coating my tongue and lips. I didn’t stop until her body stopped trembling, then I picked her up by her thighs and eased her onto her back as I climbed over her, a big smile on my glistening face and started undressing myself.
My intent was to just rub my dick between her pussy lips a little, spread the puffiness around me and stroke myself with her body. What actually happened was, she was rubbing and tugging on her tits, squirming beneath me and looking pouty. I kissed her and grasped the back of her neck, “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I’m not as sensitive as Kerri is…you don’t have to work as hard to get her off…” she said with a pout.
I smiled and brought my lips down to hers, pushed my dick roughly at her pussy then whispered, “Baby sister…don’t compare yourself to her, or to Lauren, or to anyone else, ever. Your body withstands prolonged pleasure and makes seeing you reach that height a genuine reward. I know I’ve earned it when I watch your beautiful body trembled,” I leaned down and kissed and sucked on her left breast then her right.
My dick forced her cunt open and I groaned as her back arch. My lips came down on her neck, biting her softly as I thrust into her hard, repeatedly, and deep, not letting her get accustomed to my size, “You are tighter than Kerri, you know? My dick feels so good right here, being hugged so tightly by my little sister’s cunt,” I kissed her deep, her lip stuck to mine as she parted hers further, allowing a moan to escape her lips as my tongue sought out hers.
I grasped her hip and thrust almost violently into her and her body trembled beneath it, “That’s it Rachel, cum on your big brother’s cock.” Her lower body lifted from the bed slightly as I thrust into her. Her lips were parted and I was groaning as my hips clapped against her, the rough noises of forceful, needy sex echoed in the room and I looked into her eyes for just a moment as her back arched and her pussy’s contractions started anew. Her moans became needy, desperate whimpers.
“Harder, Chris…please harder…,” she whispered.
My hands moved along her soft thighs and I pushed her legs back as my hands grasped just behind her thighs. I climbed over her more directly and drove my dick into her hard and deep. We were both sweating, my balls slapped against her ass and I was doing an amazing job restraining myself, not allowing myself to cum in her just yet.
But, she broke my concentration in two seconds, with tears in her eyes, she fought a pleasurable moan as she looked at me, her hands grasped the blankets on the bed as she pulled them and lifted her entire mid-body up in a deeply pleasured arch, then she started crying, looked at me, and whispered, “I think I’m in love with you.”
I came hard in her as her arm draped over her eyes, trying to block my view of her as she couldn’t stop herself from crying. I felt like an asshole as I looked at her processing her own thoughts. I let go of the backs of her knees and wrapped my arms behind her back and pulled her up against me, resting her head on my shoulder as I rubbed her back.
I didn’t know what to say, but I didn’t want her to see me wrestling with how I felt either. I wasn’t in love with her, right? She was such a sweet girl and stunningly beautiful, charismatic and funny, but I was still very much in love with my wife. Rachel was important to me, and I was terrified I’d just hurt her by not immediately announcing I reciprocated her feelings.
“Rachel,” I whispered as I stroked her back.
She shook her head, “Don’t say anything, I know,” she said through sobs.
I put my hand on the back of her head and let her sob on my shoulder. I wanted her body to love me, I wanted her to love my attempts to get her off. I wanted her to love the pleasure I gave her. I didn’t want her to be in love with me. I didn’t want to have to break her heart.
I pressed the side of my head against hers and we sat there for much too long as we both cried, though she didn’t know I was crying as I wasn’t making any noise and she couldn’t tell if the wetness on my cheek was from her tears or not. Lauren had to put a stop to things soon. I needed her to step in and tell me it was over. I was suddenly afraid that I would end up falling in love with one of them and I didn’t know how to cope with that thought.
I carefully scooted to the edge of the bed as I held my sister, my dick still impaling her as I almost instantly got hard again at her admission, and got up off of the bed with her. I carried her to the bathroom and I took the lazy way out of exhausting her. My cum spilled from her as I sat down in the tub and turned her around on my lap.
I opened her legs so they were lying on either side of mine and I grabbed the handheld shower head, adjusting the water until the temperature was just barely over the warm/hot line with a slight lean towards hot. She squirmed in my lap and I held her still as the water pulsed over her clit.
“Don’t say a word, Rachel, just listen,” I said softly next to her ear. My hand groped her chest as I moved the pulsing water in tiny movements around her clit, ensuring even and steady stimulation.
“I can easily see myself falling in love with you. You’re incredibly fun, sweet, kind and beautiful. If that did happen, I wouldn’t be able to tell you because I would have no intention of leaving my wife. I made her a promise when I married her and I intend to keep it, whether I remain in love with her or not.”
She arched her back and moaned and I pulled her firmly against me, “I need you to know I love you and I don’t want you to have any doubts about that, but I cannot and will not ever say I’m in love with you, whether I feel that way or not. Can you respect that for me?” I asked as I tipped her head up to me.
She nodded.
“Say it for me, Rachel.”
“I can respect that you won’t ever acknowledge how you feel about me, whether it’s the same as I feel or not,” she whispered as she squirmed.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
She shook her head and tried to stop squirming on her own but her body needed the movement.
I smiled and kissed her cheek, “Good girl.”
My hand slid under her leg and I twisted it until I was able to push my fingers into her, “Now,” I said as I felt her pussy clenching on me as her body trembled, “we’re going to sit here just like this until I’m hard again. We have another hour until Lauren and Kerri come over to join us and I want you to just lay back and enjoy their hands and tongues on your exhausted body, okay?”
She nodded and her butt rubbed against my dick as she squirmed. I groaned and closed my eyes as her breathing became labored and her moans became gasps. By the time the hour was up, I’d fucked her mouth, her pussy again, and her ass and not once did I feel her pussy stop contracting and I didn’t manage to cum again through any of it. Rachel was fast asleep on the bed when I let Lauren and Kerri in. I kissed each girl then whispered to Lauren, “Rachel said she’s in love with me.”
“And are you in love with her?” She asked, no hint of anger or fear on her face or in her voice.
I hesitated. I didn’t know how to answer.
Lauren smiled and lifted her lips to my ear, “One down, two to go then, my love,” she said sweetly as she caressed my cheek.
“Two?” I asked.
She glanced back to Kerri then looked me in the eye, “Kerri needs to fall in love with you and you need to fall in love with her too,” she said in such a matter-of-fact way.
I tilted my head as I looked her over, “This was never a happy accident was it?” I asked.
Her smile grew and she stepped aside as I watched Kerri climb on the bed with Rachel, she crawled up beside her and stroked the sleeping girl’s back until she woke up and they started kissing.
Lauren turned back to me, “They’ve already fallen in love with each other as well,” she said, “I’ll record them for you while you sleep. They’ll be ready for you when you wake up,” she said.
“Kerri’s your daughter,” I whispered.
She nodded, “And you’re the only man I trust with her,” she said.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ijanuw/perfect_presents_part_three_semipublic_stranger
Ok this is really starting to get well good would just not describe it.