“Once the blindfold goes on, you’re not to say anything and you have to obey every order, then when we get you on the bed, I don’t say anything at all.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Tim replied, “Just like last night with reversed roles.”
Ten minutes later, Tim was blindfolded, bound on the bed with his arms tied straight upward and his ankles tied in a slight spread of his legs. Emma’s parents were gone again, they had plenty of time for this game.
Emma moved, Tim heard her go through the door, or rather, heard the door being opened. A few minutes later, he heard the crapper being flushed, the sound of running water and Emma came back into her bedroom. He couldn’t see anything, but he heard Emma, then felt her getting on the bed. From the way the bed was moving, she was going to be sitting on his face, he thought and sure enough, he felt a hairy pussy brush his nose. He didn’t need to be asked, he immediately began lapping at the pussy, using his tongue to search for her clit. He found it, started sucking it, using his tongue to lap it at the same time.
There was something different, a different taste. What did she have for dinner, Tim thought, she was as tasty as ever, just a slightly different flavor, different enough to be noticed. Yum, he thought, as he munched away on her clit and lapped her pussy. A few minutes later, Tim felt Emma lifting and her noted two things, one was he could see out from under his blindfold, and he caught a movement, but it didn’t seem to correlate with Emma’s movements on the bed. Weird, my imagination, he thought.
He thought it felt like Emma was turning around and a few moments later, he smelt and felt her delicious pussy landing back on his face and her hand wrapped around his dick. The angle wasn’t good but something didn’t seem right, he though. He couldn’t put a finger on it, but the view he had, well, it was distorting his perceptions, maybe. His dick was really hard at this point, he loves a sixty-niner and Emma knew it.
It wasn’t long before Emma’s hand was replaced by her lips. Tim felt the soft warmth of Emma’s mouth wrapping around his cock, her tongue sliding along his dick. No, again, there was something wrong, Emma was a great cock sucker, he loved it when she was sucking him, but this wasn’t right. Then he got it! This wasn’t Emma! He was licking someone else’s pussy, getting his cock sucked by someone else! Now he understood Emma’s insistence on being non-verbal while blindfolded. Her voice would be different.
Didn’t matter, whomever he was licking, he went at it like there was nothing amiss, just like he would with Emma. She is nice and tasty, so why make a fuss over it. For Tim, he had no idea who she was though, maybe, if the blindfold moved a little more, maybe he could see who it was. He didn’t want to stop it, that’s for sure.
The girl sucked his cock, but not bringing him up to a peak. Tim knew he would give it away if he didn’t at least try to fake it. He kept tonguing the pussy on his mouth and lapping the clit, then started pumping his hips in timing with the head movements up and down his cock. He moaned a little, not a lot, but enough to give, what he thought may have been a convincing performance. Ke kept lapping the proffered pussy and was rewarded with a small convulsion, a jump, snap of muscles and a loud moan. There wasn’t a squirt, but that was okay, he knew he made his unknown lover cum, that would be enough for now.
She soon got off him and Tim felt her move to his side of, her hand on his dick, sliding down to grab his balls, giving them a squeeze and a rub. Tim could see his dick and her hand, but that was all. He saw movement at the end of the bed and that had to be Emma, she was watching! Fuck! She’s gotta be naked and watching some other slut fucking her boyfriend. How fucking perverted is that? What’s more, Tim thought, I’m fucking enjoying more now, even if this slut doesn’t suck as well as Emma does.
The little Tim saw of the slut wasn’t enough for him to identify her, but he saw dark hair as she leaned over his cock and sucked him some more, then lifted off, no, Tim thought, she was making it a bit wet. Tim saw her lift off but again, her hair obscured her face, so Tim knew she had long dark hair, which would fit a dozen girls in their classes. He felt her moving on the bed, then straddled him, taking his dick in her hand. She wiped it up and down her slit, getting her juices on it, then he felt the knob engage her fuck tunnel.
She lowered herself onto his prong and began to bounce on him. Her vaginal walls gripped Tim’s prick, firmly, but her wet pussy allowed him free movement inside her. She bounced up and down, then stopped, pushed her hips backward and forward, rubbing her clit on Tim’s pubic hair. She began bouncing again and after a few minutes, she again stopped to rub her clit on his pubes. She did this over and over, but the amazing part was that Tim knew he was getting close, she’d stop then he’d be reset, only for the cycle to go over and over. She was edging him with her pussy! Fuck! She might not be that good at sucking, but she knows how to make a guy work for a shoot, that’s for sure.
Her breath got shorter, she began moaning and groaning as the effort of her action took more and more of her. She liftd up and pushed really hard down and Tim felt her pussy grabbing his dick, demanding it be pulled into her. She pushed him deeper into her as she came, then out and rammed herself onto Tim’s cock. She moaned and let out a sound, that sent chill up and down Tim’s spine, a sound he thought was very familiar. Didn’t matter, he didn’t dwell on it as he felt her lay over him, her breasts on his chest, her lips seeking his own. She kissed him, her tongue delving into his mouth.
Tim couldn’t move much but he pumped his hips a little, pushing into the slut, fucking her as she lay on him. He felt a movement of her leg, then she lifted herself of him, sitting up again. She lifted off him altogether, sliding herself backward, down his legs. Tim felt her take his cum covered cock in her hand and start to pull him, gently, smoothly. She wasn’t far enough back to see who she was, but he could now see her hand, her nipples juggling on the end of her tits as she stroked his dick. Tim felt the need to shoot begin to rise in him.
The tingling in his balls was growing, her hand wiping along his shaft, covering the crown and then down again, pumping his cock. His breathing got more intense, his moaning more deliberate, the girl took his balls in her other hand and twisted them slightly, heightening the pleasure that was beginning to overtake him. He could feel the urgency of his balls now, wanting to release, demanding he shoot, but he held, his body tensing, then the girl leaned over, took his cock into her mouth. He saw who it was!
Emily!
His own fucking sister! Tim felt such a surge of surprise and shock, he couldn’t hold it any longer, he started shooting into her mouth. He heard her gag a little, then felt her swallow as he shot a second and then a third time. He felt a rush of semen flowing out of him, into Emily’s mouth, he felt wave after wave of pleasure, heightened by the surprise of the fact he had just fucked his sister. He felt adrenaline and all the other hormones surging through his body, so much he nearly called her name. He had been wanting to fuck her for years, but he never knew she wanted to fuck him too. He hid it from her as best he could, and she did from him. Tim fell back onto the bed and had no idea what to do next. Emily finished cleaning his cock, both inside and out and lifted off him. She gently squeezed his package, kissing the knob, then getting off the bed.
He heard them leaving the room, quietly, and Tim had a chance to think about what he was going to do next. Emily letting him finish in her mouth was a good idea, he wouldn’t have known it wasn’t Emma, probably they would have expected. Did he want to reveal he knew? Now that was the real question, he pondered.
A couple of minutes later, he heard someone come back into the room, he assumed that it was Emma and Emily would now be getting dressed in the master bedroom. That was far enough away so as not to disturb Emma. Tim guessed that Emma would have him downstairs watching a movie so Emily could sneak out the back door, or wait until after he was gone. She would be on her bicycle, not having a car like Tim, so Emma would have to keep him here long enough for Emily to get home without him overtaking her in his car. No, she will have to leave soon, Emma’s parents will be coming home and they would probably make some sort of noise about Emily being in their bedroom.
Tim heard the sound of flushing water, so expected Emma back and sure enough, a few moments later, he heard her walk in and began unbinding his hands. She removed his blindfold and he sat up, took her by the shoulders and kissed her. Reaching down, when they broke apart, he undid the bindings on his ankles and moved to sit on the edge of the bed.
“That was fucking great,” Tim said and Emma smiled.
“Yeah, I liked it too.”
“And I guess Emily did too!”
Emma turned white, she gasped, “Wha-wha- Emily- what makes you-”
“It’s okay,” Tim said reassuringly, “Do you think I wouldn’t have known?” Emma said nothing. “Her taste, it’s different, when she was sucking me I knew it wasn’t you, but when she came, I heard it. I know that voice, it wasn’t you, it was Emily.” Tim didn’t tell her he saw out from a slightly moved blindfold, that would cause problems. “Come on, go get her, tell her to come back here.” Emma stood and didn’t move, shocked that Tim had worked it out. Tim waited and Emma still didn’t move. “Okay, I’ll go get her.”
“NO!” Emma finally responded, “I’ll do it.” She was a bit dejected, how could they have been so easily found out? She cursed her own stupidity, allowing Emily to talk her into setting this up so she could fuck her own brother. Fuck me, I just watched it, so who is the sick fuck here? Emma went out the door, to the other end of the corridor, gently tapped on the door and entered.
“He fucking knows!” Emma said as soon as she saw an almost fully dressed Emily.
“WHAT? He-” Emily was shocked, fear racing across her face.
“Yes, he knows,” Emma cried again, “He worked it out! Says you don’t suck as well as me.”
“Oh fuck! What do we do?” Emily asked, the fear palpable in her.
“He wants you to come back to my room,” Emma told her, “He say’s it’s okay, but I think we’re well and truly fucked! No-one must ever know about this!”
“I know!” Emily replied, “Fuck!”
Emily finished getting dressed, picked her bag up and followed Emma back to her room. They were surprised to see Tim still on the bed, naked slowly stroking his half-erect dick. “So,” he said, “Was that fun?”
Emily said nothing, took a breath and started to say something, but stopped. Emily stood still, her fear on her face.
“Look, Emily,” Tim said, “I didn’t know you wanted to fuck me. Now that you have, was it fun?”
Emily turned red, but nodded, still not saying anything.
“Then why are you still dressed?” Tim asked, “You’ve seen me naked, don’t you think it’s only fair I see you naked too? Emma’s naked, I’m naked, you’re overdressed.” Tim looked at Emma, “Help her.” Emma’s eyes widened, Tim nodded. Emma moved to Emily and began to undo the belt on her jeans.
Emily looked up at Emma and was confused, asking “What’s happening?”
“I think he might have something in mind, so we gotta play along with it,” Emma said, “It’s called blackmail, I think.” Emily didn’t resist, but began helping Emma, her bra and panties off in moments.
“I know you have an implant, Mom organized that, so that’s not an issue. Besides, I’m drained, so I want to watch.”
“Watch?” Emily asked.
“Yeah, the perv wants to watch you and me,” Emma said, “Thought so.”
“Watch? Watch what?”
“I dunno, what do you want Tim?”
“Kiss her,” Tim replied. Emma turned Emily toward her a little and leaned in to kiss her. Emily was stiff and pulled her head back. “No, Emily, relax and kiss Emma, properly.” Emily was surprised, but she did comply, a little. “Relax Emily, try again, this time, make an effort to be sexy.”
Emily looked at Emma and Emma touched her face, “It’ll be alright.” Emma pulled Emily a little closer again and kissed her lips, this time Emily responded. Tim saw their bodies touching, their breasts pressing against each other.
“What was that like?” Tim asked when they broke apart.
“Better.” said Emma.
Emily blushed a little and said, “Okay I suppose.”
“Come on, we can do better than that,” Emma whispered. She took Emily into her arms, drawing her close then gently kissed her on the lips, Emily’s arms came up and held Emma and Tim could feel the heat they were generating in the tingling of his balls. Fuck me! They are really getting into it now, he thought.
They broke apart a little, still holding each other. “Whew,” Emma said, “Much better.”
Emma guided Emily towards the bed and motioned for Tim to get out the way. Emily moved at Emma’s urgings and they both sat on the bed, where Emily kissed Emma, her hands beginning to explore Emma’s body. They kissed more, touching each other, their touches becoming more and more intimate. Emily didn’t need any further urging, that’s for sure, thought Tim, she’s really turned on now. From this angle, Tim could see Emily’s pussy and he could see the inner lips pushing out, forming a flower of flesh, to which his cock responded.
Emma ran her hands over Emily’s breasts, gently squeezing the nipples, and the fleshy breasts, a size 34D Tim thought. She’s nearly seventeen and tits like that, wow! He thought back now, how he had wanted to catch Emily in the shower, in bed on a hot night, no sheet and her sheerest nightie riding up. Kissing still, Emma’s hand reached down and wiped over Emily’s trimmed pussy hair. Emily gasped as Emma touched a swollen clit then ran her fingers around it.
Emma kept rubbing Emily’s clit, occasionally running her fingers down along the labia, getting more lubrication, but adding to Emily’s excitement at the same time. Tim’s hand reached down to play with his hardened dick, rubbing it up and down its length, as he was not able to take his eyes off his girlfriend fingering his sister. Emma and Emily kiissed again and again as Emma rubbed Emily’s clit and Emily’s gasping and moans were getting louder as she became more and more aroused.
Emily started pumping her pussy onto Emma’s fingers, getting closer and closer to an orgasm. At that precise moment, Emma’s cell started playing a tune. “OH FUCK!” Emma cried into Emily’s mouth and jumped. Emily let out a howl of disappointment as Emma’s fingers left her snatch, the feeling lost. Tim jumped at the intrusion, but knew it meant trouble.
Emma jumped off the bed and reaching the bedside cabinet, picked it up, “FUCK! It’s mom,” she said, stroking her cell, “Shit, they’re coming home early!” She put the phone back. “Fuck!” she cried in frustration, “Just when it was getting good.” She heaved a deep breath, “Come on, sorry guys, they’ll be here in about fifteen minutes. Better get dressed and Emily, you better get going.”
Startled now, Emily too was frustrated, “Oh shit, that was, getting to be unbelievable.” Tim was off the bed, and took Emily into his arms, kissing her, not like a bother, but as a lover, “Next time, you can finish what you started.”
“Yeah, I think I want to, if Emma does,” she looked at Emma.
“I think I really want to,” Emma replied, “But I think I want more.”
“Me too.”
“And me.” Tim said scrambling to gather his clothes. The girls looked at him and Emily said, “Just ‘coz I fucked you once, doesn’t mean it’s gonna happen all the time.”
Tim was startled by this, “Oh, yeah, but I want to watch you and Emma. And you’ll let me, both of you.”
“Come on, we can talk about this later,” Emma said. A few minutes later, Emily was dressed, and Emma was walking with her to the door. The outside lights were on and Emma kissed Emily before she opened the door, “You better come back so we can finish this.” Emily nodded and returned a kiss, “You bet, even if the perv isn’t.” They laughed. Emily was out the door to the side of the house and grabbed her bicycle, riding off into the night.
Emma grabbed the TV remote and switched it on. This was a well rehearsed scene, they would fuck in Emma’s bed then after, they would wait for Emma’s parents to return, then Tim would say goodnight, and leave. There was never an issue with Emma’s parents, they were cool.
“I really want to watch you and Emily,” Tim told her.
Emma’s hand snaked over Tim’s crotch to his half hard tool, “Yeah, thought you might. Just leave her alone through the week and if you don’t gross her out, next weekend is gonna look good.”
Tim kissed her as they heard the garage door opening, “Oh well, this is gonna be a long week.” Emma said somewhat wistfully.
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