Homerun2611
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Ricky was embarrassed by the get up his father forced him to wear. It was one thing when he was little, the cute little boy, dressed like some sort of middle Eastern prince, albeit with very garish tastes. Ricky had assumed all of that was over when he became older, but when he had come back from his missionary trip, his father had a whole new get up made for his increasingly adult frame.
“You look like an idiot, you have to tell Dad, NO!” Atlanta had said walking into his bedroom this morning. She had come bouncing in in a pair of short, shorts and a cut off tank top, looking incredible, only to be a bit disappointed to see her little brother was already ready for service. She had thought that now was as good as any to begin better understanding the power of their combination, yet she was still hoping for a guinea pig that might better help her understand the power of various options.
So Minerva’s comment hit home, and he was looking down ashamedly, particularly seeing that Mrs. Burton was there, and now looking at him in this ridiculous get up. “I know, I look like an idiot don’t I ….” He said shaking his head, lost for a moment in the humiliation rather than the far more compelling point the very forthright Minerva was saying.
Minerva was having her own internal debate. Yes, she had brought Nicci here to sample the boy’s offering, but after her initial time with Ricky, she had felt incredible, looked incredible for the next four days, but this morning, getting ready, she had noticed the effects starting to slip away, and was curious, if perhaps she didn’t need a refresher herself?
“Whip that big, delicious meat out!” He couldn’t believe what he’d heard, nor the reaction it created within his body. He looked at the two women who were both staring down at his crotch. Ricky tried to clarify, fighting back the urge to do exactly as requested, making sure he had heard right, and knowing the craziness of even considering.
“One second… “ He said and began to retrack the labyrinth Nicci and Minerva had just traveled. He went back a full three rooms, locking the doors in each room until he rejoined the two ladies whose nipples now were nearly bursting through their dresses.
Ricky’s timing had been fortuitous, as having seen the two women slip out the back, Atlanta had gotten her mother’s attention and they were now following, only to find themselves thwarted. Muriel bit her lip, more curious than outraged, she was quite a devotee of the fun pack and in fact had considered reaching out to Nicci with her current dilemma.
“What do you think they’re doing?” She asked her daughter, to which Atlanta rolled her eyes, “Guess?” Atlanta was not near as positive about these two women, she was protective over Ricky, and frankly, she was not sure how to take having a woman like Mrs. Burton, even her sister, as competion for her brother’s gift?
Ricky was back in the room, and the conversation was doing its work as the massive tent began to rise in his flared pants, much to the two women’s glee.
“I knew it Nic… “ Minerva got down on all fours and began crawling toward Ricky, wiggling her big ass, and doing her best from having her tongue hang out. “What are you doing?” Nic asked. Minerva was now at Ricky raising on her knees and reaching up, curling her fingers around the draw string pants, “Just prepping him Nic…” As if her sister needed help in getting a cock hard to suck.
Ricky was staring at Nicci, the tan legs, the short dress, the oh so hard nipples, and Nic giggled… “I don’t think he needs your help, but maybe a bit of visual …” As she slipped her dress off her shoulders… just as Minerva pulled Ricky’s pants down, his cock springing up, and slapping her across the face …
“You look like an idiot, you have to tell Dad, NO!” Atlanta had said walking into his bedroom this morning. She had come bouncing in in a pair of short, shorts and a cut off tank top, looking incredible, only to be a bit disappointed to see her little brother was already ready for service. She had thought that now was as good as any to begin better understanding the power of their combination, yet she was still hoping for a guinea pig that might better help her understand the power of various options.
So Minerva’s comment hit home, and he was looking down ashamedly, particularly seeing that Mrs. Burton was there, and now looking at him in this ridiculous get up. “I know, I look like an idiot don’t I ….” He said shaking his head, lost for a moment in the humiliation rather than the far more compelling point the very forthright Minerva was saying.
Minerva was having her own internal debate. Yes, she had brought Nicci here to sample the boy’s offering, but after her initial time with Ricky, she had felt incredible, looked incredible for the next four days, but this morning, getting ready, she had noticed the effects starting to slip away, and was curious, if perhaps she didn’t need a refresher herself?
“Whip that big, delicious meat out!” He couldn’t believe what he’d heard, nor the reaction it created within his body. He looked at the two women who were both staring down at his crotch. Ricky tried to clarify, fighting back the urge to do exactly as requested, making sure he had heard right, and knowing the craziness of even considering.
“One second… “ He said and began to retrack the labyrinth Nicci and Minerva had just traveled. He went back a full three rooms, locking the doors in each room until he rejoined the two ladies whose nipples now were nearly bursting through their dresses.
Ricky’s timing had been fortuitous, as having seen the two women slip out the back, Atlanta had gotten her mother’s attention and they were now following, only to find themselves thwarted. Muriel bit her lip, more curious than outraged, she was quite a devotee of the fun pack and in fact had considered reaching out to Nicci with her current dilemma.
“What do you think they’re doing?” She asked her daughter, to which Atlanta rolled her eyes, “Guess?” Atlanta was not near as positive about these two women, she was protective over Ricky, and frankly, she was not sure how to take having a woman like Mrs. Burton, even her sister, as competion for her brother’s gift?
Ricky was back in the room, and the conversation was doing its work as the massive tent began to rise in his flared pants, much to the two women’s glee.
“I knew it Nic… “ Minerva got down on all fours and began crawling toward Ricky, wiggling her big ass, and doing her best from having her tongue hang out. “What are you doing?” Nic asked. Minerva was now at Ricky raising on her knees and reaching up, curling her fingers around the draw string pants, “Just prepping him Nic…” As if her sister needed help in getting a cock hard to suck.
Ricky was staring at Nicci, the tan legs, the short dress, the oh so hard nipples, and Nic giggled… “I don’t think he needs your help, but maybe a bit of visual …” As she slipped her dress off her shoulders… just as Minerva pulled Ricky’s pants down, his cock springing up, and slapping her across the face …