A Little Too Much {Open to 1 or 2}

Sexy_Trinity69

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Oriana smiled sweetly as she looked upon the sleeping children, all tucked in and cozy. She had been baby sitting every night for the past week. It was no hassle to her though. She loved kids and it was something on the side to make money. The Williamson family had always been kind to her seeing as she had grown up with their oldest daughter. How one family could keep track of them all she hadn't a clue. 6 kids was a handful, the oldest being 21 which was the same age as Oriana. She hummed softly as she sat in between the twins' beds. Two little boys around age 7. The girls were in the next room over, one 4 the other 12. The oldest boy was out spending time with his father while Ms. Williamson was out of town.

Standing up the long brown haired Latina quietly tiptoed out of the room and checked the girls once more before sneaking down the steps. She plopped into a huge lounge chair and curled up, feeling worn out. When Mr. Williamson would be getting home, he hadn't a clue so she closed her chocolate shaded eyes slightly, drifting into a light slumber. Oriana began to dream a bit but she was still somewhat conscious. Conscious enough to hear the front door jerk open after about a hour.

The girl yawned, eyes fluttering open to see Mr. Williamson and his 18 yr old son chattering back and forth. Both of them smelled of alcohol...it smelt as though they were drenched in it. Sitting up she smiled and pulled down at her baby tee, so her stomach wasn't exposed to them revealing her belly button ring. "Hey, Mr. Williamson....just resting a bit...have fun?" she said slightly nervous. Something about the two struck her odd.

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OOC: Anyone for a three some with a bit of incest? This could be one on one, with whoever joining in playing both or if another is interested, we could have one person be the father and one the son. It doesn't really matter to me.
 
OOC: Sorry about that, I need to clean that out. Anyways I'd love if you'd join in. You can start out as both and if someone wants to join in they can take whichever. Or you can play one. It's up to you really. ^^
 
OCC: Mark Williamson
43 years old Brown hair, Brown eyes
5'10" 165 lbs

Mike Williamson
18 years old Brown/Brown
6' 190

ICC:

The baseball game had been a great idea Mark thought as he pulled into the driveway at home. It wasn't often that the two of them got to spend time together, and this had been just what they needed. Of course, they had drank a little too much, and the titty bar afterwards probably wasn't such a goo idea, but hell Mike had just turned 18, and he deserved to see a real woman naked, the side effect was he was horny as hell.

He remembered just as they entered the house that his wife was out of town, and that Oriana was watching the kids. She was one sweet kid, well actually woman. She was great with the kids, but was also sexy as hell.

He could tell she was just waking up as they came into the house.Hey, Mr. Williamson....just resting a bit...have fun?"

Mark looked at her struggling to pull her top down around her stomach, and a wicked idea came into his head. He locked the door behind them, as he walked into the livingroom.

"We had a great time, although I'm not really ready to call it a night yet" he said as he sat down on the couch next to her, rsting a hand on her thigh.


Mike:

I couldn't believe my dad took me to a titty bar after the game, but I came out drunker and hornier than I had ever been before. I knew I'd be spending a lot of time in the bathroom once we got home.

I saw Oriana sitting on the couch when we came in. Damn she was a knockout, and I wished that I could take her up to my room, and bang the shit out of her. When my Dad locked the door, and sat on the couch next to her, I didn't know what to do, scared, but excited at the same time.
 
OOC: Mind if I take over as Mike?

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I take a second and listen closely, making sure everyone else was asleep. I felt something pull at the pit of my stomach as I watched my dad put his hand on her leg. I'd spent several nights stroking my cock thinking about our babysitter, especially on the nights that she wore less-than-proper clothing.

I walked into the living room and stared in disbelief at what I heard my dad say to her.
 
Mark had never given her any reason to worry before, but then again, she'd never really seen the drunken side of him. Where they had been, Oriana had no idea but the stench of the alcohol on them was almost unbearable. Her slender hands fooled with her shirt, covering up the hints of her nicely tanned skin and belly ring, but she hadn't even thought about how small her shirt was to begin with. Her 36 D chest looked as though it were about to burst out of it. With her petite form and large chest it was hard to find clothing that fit her perfectly. She watched as he shut the door behind them, a click sounding as he locked the door. That didn't make her anymore comfortable at all.

Ori ran a hand through her long brunette hair as he sat down. What did he mean 'not ready to call it a night'? Feeling his hand on her thigh her chocolate shaded eyes peered down at it, heart rate increasing. Mike wasn't very far into the room, watching wide eyed as I looked back up at his father. "Well...the kids are in bed, sound asleep. I'm sure you and Mike can stay up without any worries.Finish your bonding and all..." She said scooting away from him a bit. "So, when does Mrs. Williamson get back? I'll be taken care of then,right?" Of course she meant get her check...

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OOC: It's up to Little Gary. I'd say it's ok.
 
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OCC: Feel free to play Mike.

IC:

Marks eyes romed all over Oriana's sexy little body. He aways had a hard time keeping his eyes off her chest, and this time was no exception. How she managed to fit those big tits in that tiny little shirt was beyond his understandng.

Well...the kids are in bed, sound asleep. I'm sure you and Mike can stay up without any worries.Finish your bonding and all. So, when does Mrs. Williamson get back? I'll be taken care of then,right?"

Mark slid closer to Oriana as she tried to scoot farther away from him.

"Mrs. Williamson is gone for the weekend Ori. I was hoping that I could take care of you tonight"

He gave her a big smile as he put his hand back on her leg.

"What's the matter Ori? Don't you like me?"
 
Mark's eyes felt as though they were burning into her skin as he looked over her. His eyes held a look of lust, feeling them stop on her bosom several times. What in the hell was going through his head?! Oriana had a hunch, but she didn't want to admit it. He had always been friendly with her, patting her back, always saying hello, getting pieces of grass, lint or whatever else his kids might have put in her hair, but never had she saw it as flirting. He was definitely flirting with her now though.

Oriana came to the very end of the couch, Mark right next to her again. The Latina's eyes grew wide as he spoke, his words very forward or at least were taken that way as he placed his hand back on her leg.

"Mr. Williamson...you're one of my best friends' fathers. Not to mention your married. I like you but not in the way you are thinking of..." she said quietly, making an attempt to knock his hand away. Her brain told her to get up and get out but she was frozen to that spot.
 
Ori tried to clumsily knock Marks hand away from her thigh, but he was much too strong, and his hand remained firm on her thigh.

Mr. Williamson...you're one of my best friends' fathers. Not to mention your married. I like you but not in the way you are thinking of...

"So you do like me"

A drunken smile lit up Marks face as he turned to look at Mike.

"She likes me Mike."

"You know Ori, today is Mike's birthday, and he is still a virgin. What should we do about that?"

He turned back to Ori, and brazenly placed a hand on her firm chest, obviously drunk.

"You have really nice tits Ori."

Mike:

I watched as my father drunkenly hit on our babysitter. I still didn't know what to do until he told her that I was still a virgin. My whole body turned red with shame as Dad told the object of so many fantasies my darkest secret.

"Dad. Keep it down, you'll wake up the kids"
 
Oriana's attempt was unsuccessful, Mark being too strong for her. How was she going to get herself out of this mess? The front door was locked and by the time she got up and unlocked it he'd be on top of her. His smile made her stomach lurch. Bad wording Oriana. You should have just said no.

The girl's eyes widened as he mentioned Mike being a virgin, knowing what he was implying. Mike was a handsome kid, athletic, defined. He had come of age tonight and that was something she hadn't realized. She looked at him as one of the other 4 children still living in the house though. He was Monica's little brother which made it impossible for her to see him any other way. Looking his way, she noticed he was embarrassed.

"There's nothing wrong with being a virgin, Mike," she said softly to him before jerking her head back to Mark. His big strong hand was now positioned on her breasts. "Mr. Williamson! You're drunk and there are children upstairs!" Oriana placed both hands on his shoulders, pushing him as hard as she could, barely slipping off the couch before attempting to scramble away from him and toward the door.
 
My heart starts racing at the scene displayed in front of me. I'm uneasy on my feet from the alcohol, but I walk to Oriana and grab her hand. "C'mon, let's go to my room." I turn and wink at my dad as I lead you up the stairs.

I hear dad chuckle to himself as we disppear up the staircase, and I hurry us into my room and shut the door quietly. "Sorry about this -- I, uh, we are drunk." I look you up and down. I can see your hands shaking out of nervousness and fear. "I'm not going to do anything...You are, like my dad said...incredibly sexy though."

Blood rushes to my cheeks and I turn slightly away and look down at my feet. I turn quickly toward my bedroom door when I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I reach out to turn the lock, but dad already has the knob turned.
 
The girl looked up, startled for a moment as Mike grabbed her hand, helping her to her feet. At the moment, she was panicking, wanting as far away from Mark as possible. She didn't even think of where Mike had suggested as he lead her up the steps. It only registered when they stopped in front of his door. Very bad idea. Oriana hadn't heard Mark follow. He was probably waiting for her down there so the only place to go was Mike's room.

Oriana didn't sit down. No she wanted to be ready, in case Mike or Mark had naughty ideas for her. She was a little thing, but she could move fast. "Drunk? Nooo, I would have never guessed." her voice was full of sarcasm as she spoke, though she was shaking out of nervousness. Hearing his compliment she nodded lightly. "Thanks," was all she had managed before hearing footsteps.

Mike went to lock the door but Mark had beat him there. Oriana looked around for a possible escape route. None. Damn.
 
I watch the whole scene unfold in front of me. Ori scrambling away, Mike taking her hand and leading her upstairs after giving me a wink. I give them a bit of a head start, before heading up the stairs.

As I turn the knob, I can feel pressure on the door, I quickly put my shoulder against the door, and force it open.

"Alright Ori. It's time we take care of you."

I step into the room, and lock the door behind me.
 
This isn't good. Not good at all. Oriana took a step backward as Mark pushed the door open. His hot breath reached her from all the way over by the door. Why hadn't she just made the run for the door, instead of following Mike up the steps?

Her stomach lurches as he speaks, confirming her worst thoughts. He was going to..."Mr. Williamson...be rational. I'm your daughters best friend...think of her. And your wife. Hell, I might as well be a daughter to you as much time I spend here..."
 
Mark listened as Ori prattled on about his wife, and daughter. For a few seconds, her words cut through his drink induced fog. He bowed his head.

"Ori, you are the prettiest, sexiest girl, I have ever seen." He looked up at her agleam in his eye. "But sometimes those clothes that you wear are enough to drive a sane man crazy."

Mark took a step closer to Ori.

"Do you understand Ori. You have been driving me crazy for a long time. I want you...and I don't think you will find it unpleasant either."
 
For a mere second Oriana thought she had got through to him. His head bowed and she took another step back, trying not to get too close to the bed or wall. His words made her blush furiously, however. Mark was an attractive older man. Strong and built. When she was younger, she would often wonder how Mrs. Williamson felt in those muscular arms of his when she'd visit her friend. Now he was saying she was the prettiest and sexiest girl he'd ever laid eyes on. Those thoughts from her teenage years began to resurface but she shook them away. He was drunk. He didn't know what he was talking about.

He took another step, causing her to move backward as well. "Look...I know that my choice of attire isn't the most professional...and you're a handsome guy, but I just can't, Mr. Williamson. You're drunk. You dunno what you're saying."

Ori took one more step back and felt her heart skip a beat as her back hit the wall of Mike's room. Shit. She hadn't any way out and the two had closed her in. Biting her lip she cowered a little, awaiting his move. Resisting him was futile it seemed....
 
Look...I know that my choice of attire isn't the most professional...and you're a handsome guy, but I just can't, Mr. Williamson. You're drunk. You dunno what you're saying."

"But I know exactly what I'm saying Ori. I may have had a little too much to drink, but...I mean shit, look what you've done to me...."

Mark swept his hand down near his groin, where his erection was painfully obvious.

"That is because of you, you may not believe my words, but ..."

Mark took a step closer to Ori.

"look me in the eye, and tell me you've never thought about this."
 
Her brown eyes moved as his hand did, noticing the large bulge in his jeans. And large was...LARGE. He must have been huge. Oriana bit her lip hard his words stinging. It was like he could read her mind. Mark was practically in her face now. Ori was flustered now, her rational thoughts clouded with her teenage fantasies.

"Mr. Williamson...I..." her eyes moved to the floor, unable to say anything. If he was going to make a move, now was it. She was utterly speechless though she wanted to tell him they were just teenage fantasies, but she knew they weren't.
 
Mark knew he had won from the way that Ori hung her head in defeat. The fact that she was unable to look him in the eyes, and tell him that she hadn't fantasized about this was icing on the cake.

Mr. Williamson...I...

"I what Ori.... I want you to fuck me like a little slut. Is that what you were going to say?"

Mark's arms snapped out quickly, and he grabbed both of her wrists in his large hands.

"Mike, get over here, and help me with her."

Mike:

I just stood there in shock, as my dad worked Ori into a corner. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, and feel my mouth getting dry, as I waited for her response. When she hung her head, I could see the muscles in my Dads back loosen up. I hadn't realized just how tense he had been.

I quickly hurried over when my Dad barked at me to come and help him. My Dad gestured for me to move behind Ori, and as I did, he twisted her arms behind her back, so tat I could hold them there, freeing him to do whatever it was that he had in mind next.

"Am I going to have to hold you the whole time Ori, or are you going to behave?" I asked her, as I ground my own hard cock into her sweet ass.

I was so turned on by the awesome body on her. I couldn't wait to see what I had been missing the past few years.

"You are so fucking hot."
 
Why couldn't she just lie? Tell him he was insane and that she had no intention of letting him has his way with her. But the more he spoke of it the more she secretly wanted it. Admitting it was something she didn't want to do, her head hung still not saying anything as he finished her sentence. Say something Ori!! He's going to rape you if you don't! But could one really rape the willing??

He grabbed her arms and she squirmed as she was passed off to Mike. The boy was holding them tight as she struggled, her previous gleam of attitude in her eyes as her head jerked to the side. "You might want to hold onto me...first chance I get I'm ripping whatever's pressing against my ass off...." Maybe if pleading wouldn't work, threats would.

Pieces of her hair fell into her eyes and she blew it up and away. "Mr. Williamson...those fantasies were hormonal teenage fantasies. Nothing more.
 
Mark started to laugh as Ori started into a series of threats against his and Mike's manhood.You might want to hold onto me...first chance I get I'm ripping whatever's pressing against my ass off...." Mark looked at his own rippling biceps, before reaching out to palm Ori's breasts through her thin tee shirt. he began to roughly squeeze her large orbs, as she started to plead with him again.

Mr. Williamson...those fantasies were hormonal teenage fantasies. Nothing more.

"Look Ori, this is going to happen" he began with a snarl. "I can tell by the look in your eyes, that you want this. You want us to take you, and fuck you until you beg for more."


Mike:

My cock was hard as a rock, as it ground into Ori's ass, everytime she struggled at all.

"Do you think you could get away from one of us? let alone two?"

I began to kiss Ori on the back of the neck, as my Dad began to palm her big tits.
 
Mark's laugh only made her want to smack him. He actually thought this was funny? Of course he did. He wasn't the one in such a compromising situation. He looked down at his arms as if to slightly signal that he could easily handle her before reaching toward her quickly. He grabbed her breasts, his large rough hands squeezing them hard. Immediately Ori clenched her teeth knowing that if she didn't she would have moaned. That would have been bad for two reasons.

1)The kids were far away, sleeping and 2)It would have confirmed Mark's statement

She cringed as he growled and felt Mike against her still, causing her to jerk. He grounded his cock into my ass again and she swung one leg back to kick him in the shin as he began to kiss her neck. Though she told herself no, her body was disobeying her nipples becoming hard at Mark's touch and her pussy began to wet. She knew she should not have worn a skirt to baby sit, especially not a short one but she had thought nothing of it at the time.
 
Mark could feel Ori's nipples harden, as he began to fondle them roughly. They couldn't have been more perfect, they were big, but very firm, just right for sucking, and fucking. He reached down beteen her legs, and was surprised to find that her panties were becoming quite damp. He smiled in her face, as he realized that she was getting turned on.

"Not getting turned on, are we?" he asked with a sarcastic grin.

Mike:

I could feel Ori's body shift, but her kick back still caught me in the shin.

"You little bitch" I snarled, as I ground my cock in harder in her ass. I stopped talking, smiling with the satisfaction that I was going to get my revengeon her sweet body. I could hardly wait to sample all the many delights her body offered. As my dad dropped his hand between her legs, I reached around her with one hand, and began to grope her breast for myself.

"Your tits are so fucking great" I moaned, as I kissed the back of her neck.
 
Mark's hand moved between her legs, causing her to gasp. She couldn't speak, though her body did it for her, her back arching causing her to press her breasts further into Mike's hand. Oriana couldn't help herself. The whole situation turned her on as much as she didn't want it to. They were touching her in personal areas against her will. They were in total control of her at the moment.

"Fuck you, Mark," she snapped before jerking her head from Mike. Her eyes shone with fire, still desperately hiding how turned on she was.
 
Fuck you, Mark

Mark looked at Ori with a smirk. "From the feel of your panties, that is something you would like to do very much."

He began to run his finger along her slit, through her damp panties.

"Why don't you just give in to your desire, it will be so much more enjoyable for you" he said, as he slipped a finger around the elastic of her panty, and eased it into her wet cunt.

Mike:

I couldn't handle Ori the way I really wanted, since I still had to hold her, but I loved the way her hard nipple pressed into my palm, as I roughly fondled her big tit. With my free hand, I reached under her short skirt, and began to palm her firm ass. I finally had enough of feeling her body through all her clothes, and I began to try and force her panties down.
 
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