DAvid and Erica--start over

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OOC: I'm starting over the incest thread with the twins David and Erica.

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David and Erica Mitchell are twins--the best of friends and the worst of enemies. Heaven help the person who insults one in the other's hearing. No matter how much they fight, they'll join forces against an outsider. Both are 18 years old, seniors in high school.

David:
6'2" tall.
Blonde hair, pale grey eyes.
Resembles his mother.
Student Body President.
Keeps in shape by weight training, running and biking. He and his friends have a pick up game of B-ball at least once a week.
Planning a career in business.
Dating Adrianne Kimball, the head cheerleader.
I will be doing the part of David.

Erica:
5'3" tall.
Dark auburn hair, thick.
Green eyes.
32 C
Drama queen of the school as in she gets the lead in all the school plays and she does it well.
Dating Wallis Simpson, a year older than her, and the star quaterback last year when he was still in high school.

David and Erica are always trying to one up each other, outdo each other. Even though they have different chosen fields, they have to outdo each other in their acheivements, who they date, etc. They pick the people they date on the basis of how much the boyfriend or girlfriend will aggravate the other--constant competition.

Adrianne Kimball (David's girlfriend):
Head cheerleader.
Jet black hair
Blue eyes
5'10" tall.
36 b--typical model's build.
Besides being head cheerleader, she's a member of the dance team, and a local model and actress. She's done several commercials already.

Wallis Simpson (Erica's boyfriend):
Out of high school and playing football (quarterback)at a junior college, but he's hoping to move up to a Division 1-A school in the next year.

Both Wallis and Adrianne know that David and Erica stray from time to time, but they let them have the freedom, so long as it's returned.

The Mitchells (David and Erica's parents):
Carlton Mitchell:
Made a killing as a young man in the insurance business, and used the capital to invest in other businesses now. He owns varied businesses. And provides for his family well.
5'6" tall
keeps himself trim by exercising at the house and golf. Has a personal trainer come in three times a week.
Thinning auburn hair.

Claudia Mitchell:
Beauty queen, who was smart enough to use her looks to catch a man and use her brains to keep him. Has two masters degrees.
5'9" tall
Keeps herself thin by exercising religiously, sharing her husband's trainer.
Blonde hair
36 D.

In this thread there will be all kinds of things happening, group sex, incest voyeurism, to name a few. The only thing that won't be in here is bathroom games--watersports and such. Somewhere along the line, DAvid will find himself tied to a chair being forced to watch as the cheerleading squad engages in a lesbian, or at least bi, orgy without him being able to participate, or touch himself.

The characters I named above are the ones we'll start with, plus a couple teachers from school and another gal from school who is Ameri-Asian.
If you want to join PM me and tell me who you want to be, and if you're introducing a new character, who, and how they fit in the scenario. When you come into join, just pay attention to what's gone before so you'll be able to slide into the flow more easily.

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David

David straddled the bench in the girls' locker room. He looked down at his girlfriend, Adrianne. Her mouth was wrapped around his cock, her fingers, with their long silver nails, were wrapped around it as well. She sucked dick like she'd been born to it. What amazed him most was how she could do it without smearing her lipstick.

"Oh yeah," he moaned, looking down at her. "I"m almost there babe." He was fucking her face as she sucked him. He could feel the cum starting to build at the base of his cock. He'd be shooting in a minute. "I'm gonna cum."

Adrianne pulled her sexy mouth off David's prick.

"Hey, you're gonna give me blue balls."

"Not likely," she said, growling at him. "I like your cum too much." She stood and pushed him backwards and he figure out what she wanted and lay down on the bench, his hard shaft sticking straight up. Adrianne now straddled the bench herself and walked up to his cock. She was naked except for her white lace bra. Her cheerleading uniform was in a heap by her locker. She slowly lowered herself till she was just a couple of inches over his cockhead, and held herself there. She hadn't completely shaved her bush, but it was neatly trimmed. She reached behind and pulled unhooked her bra. She teased him by catching the cups and slowly lowering the bra, revealing her coral-tipped titties. She had a model build--willowy. She teased him more by pinching her nipples as he watched. He thrust up with hips, trying to catch her off guard, but Adrianne just straighted and her cunt was too far for him.

"Bitch," he said with a smile.

"Yeah and you love it." All David could do was smile. He did. Before Adrianne, he'd always gone after the women with big boobs, but Adrianne was the sexiest woman he'd ever dated.

With maddening slowness, she lowered herself until his cock was stretching her pussy lips. He loved seeing that. Slowly she lowered until all of it was in. As she settled on him, she let out a sigh of pleasure. "Oh yeah, that's what baby needs," she purred to herself.

She began riding him and grinding against him everytime she came down. They got into a good working rhythm meeting each other's thrusts and slowly, Adrianne leaned over him as she rode, letting him get ahold of her tits she leaned ever farther over him so he could lick them.

He felt her lips at his ear. "YOu know what I did today?"

"What?"

"I fucked Mr. Lewis."

"Your English teacher? I thought you were doing great in there." She ground against him as she came all the way down again. He pushed up into her wet, tight twat. She let out a gasp of pleasure.

"Well between holding cheerleader tryouts, and you keeping me out every night thes past couple weeks, things have been sliding. It never hurts to have some insurance."

David pushed into her again. He squeezed her boobs extra hard, and then gave her nipples an extra hard pinch and twist. Pleasure rippled across her face.

She whispered into his ear again, "Want to know what he did to me? That old pervert fucked me up the ass." DAvid thrust even harder. She loved telling him about when she teased and seduced other people, he was even better when she did. "Would you like him fucking me in the ass while you're buried balls deep in my cunt? YOu naughty boy."

David grabbed her hips because this time there was no holding back. He pushed as deep into her as he could. His cock began jerking and squirting, filling her with his cum. She took one hand and rubbed her clit as he came so they could finish together. she screamed, and was glad the room was empty, as she came.

They showered together in the shower there in the locker room. As she smoothed her panties in place, she looked at the small of her back in the mirror. "Should I get a tattoo?"

"No." The answer was definite.

"Why not?"

"They're boring. Everyone has one. There's nothing interesting about them. You look better without one." She smiled and kissed David. She slipped on her silk blouse and then her slacks. She made good money doing some TV commercial and liked good clothes. She slipped on her high-heeled pumps and stood up. She walked to DAvid and helped him finish tucking his Oxford shirt into his jeans. They walked hand in hand to the parking lot. IT was still early in the school year, so it was still light out.

David walked her to her car--a champagne colored Infiniti. They kissed. "Call me about the weekend," she said.

He drove home in his Mustang. It had been a birthday present as well as a reward for good grades and being voted Student Body President. He loved the way the leather wrapped around him. He was playing Green Day on the CD player.

David climbed the stairs to his bedroom, book bag over his shoulder. He had a boatload of homework and school government stuff. He was thinking everything over as he passed his sister Erica's room. It took him a minute to realize what he was hearing. He'd heard it before, last year when he'd seen her and her boyfriend Wallis fucking on the front room couch. The door was just slightly ajar, just enough to let him peek in.

Erica was on her hands and knees, her dark-tipped tits swinging as she fucked. Their father's personal trainer, Silvio, was behind her, pumping in and out of her wet twat. Her eyes were closed in ectasy. She was giving yips of pleasure as she neared orgasm. Despite the fucking and sucking Adrianne had given him, he was rock hard already.

Erica let out one high pitched yelp as the orgasm overwhelmed and she collapsed on the bed.

He went quietly to his room. He closed the door thinking about what he'd seen. It was always hot seeing her like that. Seeing her fucking and being fucked. He opened his closet door and found the camera equipment on the side self. Soon he'd be able to catch her when he wasn't home. Like Adrianne had said earlier in the day, it's always nice to have insurance.

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Erica

Erica flipped over onto her back, grinning up into Silvio's face. "That was hot, lover, but I've got a date in an hour and you really don't want daddy to catch you here on your day off." He grinned back, grabbing for her pussy, but she was faster; rolling away and off the bed and running into her bathroom for a shower, giggling as she listened for the door to close behind him when he left. On a scale of one to ten, she'd probably give him a three and a half, but he had a nice cock and he didn't mind holding back til she got off. He served his purpose.

Fifteen minutes later she was out, wrapping her hair in a towel and another around her body as she looked for a CD to put into her player while she got ready. Why was it that the one she wanted was always missing? Stomping out into the hall, she banged on her twin's door and opened it. "Okay, where is it?" she demanded.

"What?"

"My Green Day, David. I know you have it."

At least he had the decency to look chagrinned, Erica thought as she eyed him up and down and down again. "You know... If you weren't my twin I'd... " She licked her lips and held out her hand for the CD.

"It's in the car, Erica. Can't you listen to something else?" He stood back and looked at her. "You going out?"

"Uh huh." She eyed the stack of books on his desk. "I guess it's The Ballad of the Lonely Masturbator and studying for you, huh?"

"You wouldn't hurt your GPA if you did a bit more of it yourself, you know."

"What? Masturbate?" She grinned wickedly.

"No. Study."

"Oh, that. I'm caught up... Only one paper due end of the week and it's a cakewalk. Anyhow... " She held her hand out again, wiggling her fingers.

"I said it's in the car. Listen to something else."

Erica pulled the towel from her head and shook her hair out. "I'll give you a break this time, bro, but bring it in next time you go down, okay?"

She was gone as quickly as she had come, leaving her twin grumbling in his room as she reentered her own and closed the door. Time to get dressed, she thought, letting the towel fall to the floor as she looked at her body in the full length mirror that stood in the corner of her room.

Twisting and turning, she finally stood still, cupping her breasts and then running her hands down her sides toward her pussy and the exclamation point of hair on her mons that was the result of Brazillian hot waxing. She had seen David's chick Adrianne a couple times in the locker rooms and although she was hot, Erica had to admit that poor David was getting the worst of the deal. Her own body was much better.
 
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Wallis' cock had too much in common with his GPA: It was always hard, it was always going down, and it was a pain in the ass. The only good news is that it got him a girlfriend who's "help" write his papers for him. He only had to satisfy her, be her prize around campus, let her have other men... hmm... perhaps he *should* study more. He had another paper due at the end of the week, and Erica "volunteered" to help him with it. Although she also "volunteered" to help him two days ago, and all they did was fuck and screw and... thank goodness they planned ahead for this paper. Maybe she was secretly plotting for him to get thrown off the football team and get tossed into her bed? Well, at least it was aerobic.

Flipping up the cell phone, he called up Erica for their study session in the library. Unlike his or her room, *this* time there would be studying. *This* time they would write that paper. *This* time there wasn't room for hanky panky, because they would be in a public area with other students. No, wait. That didn't stop her before...


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Erica

Erica slipped on a bulky cowl-necked sweater and straightened her short, pleated skirt before brushing her hair to a sheen. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed a pen and a pack of index cards, putting them into a shoulder bag and headed downstairs. "Library with Wallis," she called out to her mother, blowing kisses as she hurried out to her car.

He was already there, flipping through various books he had scattered across a huge oak table. "Hiya, sexy man," Erica whispered against his ear as she eased herself into the chair beside him. "How's it going?"

"I think I've got just about everything we'll need," he said, kissing her lightly.

Her eyes skimmed the reference materials Wallis had gathered, but Erica's words insinuated something completely different when she replied. "Mmhmm... I think you do. You start with these and I'll take... " She pulled the cards and her pen from her bag and reached for a couple of books. "But first... "

They spent the next hour and a half taking notes and collating them into something that made sense before transcribing them on paper for him to type up later. But Erica was getting restless. Her tryst with Silvio had been pleasant enough, but it was Wallis who always had her coming back for more.

Erica combed her hair back with her fingers and looked around. The library was pretty empty for a weeknight. Usually it was packed with students rushing to get papers finished by their due dates or at least some of the locals browsing the stacks. Maybe there was a good movie playing at the Strand, she thought. Or something good on television. Or...

She caught the eye of an older guy who was sitting on one of the low, overstuffed chairs scattered around the room. He looked away quickly but it didn't take a brain surgeon to know what he'd been looking at. Erica had spread her legs out when she had leaned back a moment ago giving him a nearly perfect view up her short skirt. Delicious, she thought wickedly, squirming.

"Tired?" Wallis asked, scribbling down some more notes.

"A bit, but not really. We'll get this done, don't worry," she replied, lowering her head and adjusting herself so that her legs were just a little wider for the peeper. Far be it for her to disappoint.

Taking Wallis' notes and adding them to her own, Erica began to make some literate sense of them. She could do this part in her sleep. Basically all the hard stuff was done at this point. And speaking of hard stuff...

Erica glanced up, noticing that the guy was shifting as though he were uncomfortable. The fact that he might be adjusting a boner turned her on. She'd never shied away from anything sexual before but had also never done anything very "public". This, however... She glanced around at the nearly empty library again and placed her free hand on Wallis knee so that he would be certain to notice.

After a moment or two, Erica got braver... moving it up the inside of his thigh. Her pussy was beginning to demand attention. "Wallis... " she leaned her head on his shoulder as she whispered his name. "Touch me... "

"Erica... " He squeaked as her hand rested on his cock. "People... "

"Mmhmm... I'm so wet, baby," she murmured, nipping at his earlobe. "I won't be able to finish the paper if I don't... " Erica moaned softly as Wallis placed his hand nervously on her upper thigh and began sliding it upward. The man across the way had shifted his magazine to shield his lap.
 
David

David heard Erica rush out the door, telling their mother that she was heading to the library to study with Wallis. "One down," he thought. He was pissed at ERica demanding the Green Day CD, after she was the one who had tossed his out the window two weeks ago.

He turned back to his homework. Mom would be gone soon as well. She had a standing manicure appointment on Tuesdays.

"Hey sweetie," he heard her call to him from the door of his bedroom, "I'm off for my manicure. It's so nice to see you studying."

"Well what can I say? I have to set an example for the rest of the student body--being their president and all." He grinned and his mom grinned back.

He turned back to his books, but he really wasn't reading anything. He just kept reading the same paragraph over and over, waiting to hear his mom's Jag pull out.

When she was finally gone, he called his best friend Logan.

"Okay they're gone. Get your ass over here now we've got about an hour of safety."

David took the small digital camera from his closet and the notebook computer that was under it.

He didn't try to capitalize on his dad being the boss, but sometimes he needed talents, and he was always able to get someone to help him out. He rarely had to bribe anyone with money. Usually the promise of a night of hot sex with a high school girl would do it. Adrianne had never been the one, but he knew enough hot girls at the school who loved sex, that he didnt' have to search hard to find one who would help him pay the debt. And computer nerds and installers were the easiest of all, they didn't get pussy much. It had been a simple matter to find someone who would run a fiber optic line from Erica's bedroom to David's and keep it from being noticed.

As they were going back to the bedrooms, David handed Logan a small radio. He grabbed a ladder and turned into Erica's room. A minute later, Logan's voice was squaking over the radio. "Okay I've got the computer on."

"All right, give me a minute." He climbed the ladder and took the the glass center from the light fixture in Erica's room. He found the cable and quickly hooked the small digital camera into it. "okay it is coming through?"

"I can see her bed and your ugly face."

"How many fingers am I holding up?" David asked as he gave Logan the one finger salute.

"Pervert. YOu just want to see your sister naked."

"I see that all the time. but this going to be something special."

Back in his room, after putting everything away and making sure there were no ladder imprints on the floor of Erica's room, David explained.

"You know all that shit I caught for what happened at Wilson's party? Fuck, I'm still grounded."

"Yeah, what about it."

"Well you were there, you know ERica was twice as drunk as me, and was practically fucking Wallis there on the balcony. He had her tits out and her skirt up, and everything. Yet I'm the one whose ass is in the sling over that. I know that if I keep a camera there long enough, I'll nail her doing something I can bust her ass for."

"Well remember me when you get to Alcatraz."

David shut the door behind Logan. He needed to be back in his room before too long so it would look like he'd been studying the whole time. He'd known that ERica was fucking Silvio for at least the last four months. And he'd known his mom had started fucking Silvio about two weeks after Dad had hired him as his personal trainer. But the best part was neither Mom or Dad knew Erica was fucking the bald Italian. So it came down to figuring out which one would have the best reaction, when he presented the evidence that Erica was just as bad, if not worse, than he was.
 
Wallis felt a little trepidation (and a big hard on). His heads, both which were lacking common sense, got him into all sort of trouble, though trouble was often began with the letter "Erica's" and ended with the letter "pussy". He was also suspicious of how the library, or at least, this section, was so empty. Perhaps it was Erica whispering in each student's ear something to the effect of "The library is closing early" had something to do with it. He found it odd that she didn't say anything to the man across them. As he heard Erica whisper in his ear, he flushed a bit, and grabbed the nearest newspaper to drape across themselve so they could tease each other with their hands in a public area. However, the newspaper was held together with one of those long wooden slotted poles that prevented the newspaper from separating, say, in case someone wanted to tease another person with their hands in a public area. He jammed the pole between the seat cushion, and spread apart the newspaper, one page in his hand, and one page in hers, to block the man's view. As he had not done this regularly (the only experience he had with jamming wooden poles in someone's seat had nothing to do with newspapers), he did not realize he was only blocking the view from the waist up.

Speaking of wooden poles, Erica smiled at Wallis and leaned forward to lick it. As her tongued moved up and down the varnished shaft, so did her fingers through the fabric of his jeans. As she sucked and kissed down the wood, so did her fingers unzip his fly to expose his. Wallis' own free hand was not idle at this time, as it found its way, touching Erica's inner thigh. Her deliciously short skirt provided him access with his middle finger to rest across the slit of her skirt. Skirts didn't have slits, as Wallis found out when his finger felt the shaven wetness of her moist pussy. He ran the tip of it up and down her entrance, touching the folds and occasionally stroking her button. Her moans became a little more fervent, and he turned his head to quiet her by covering her mouth with his lips. With him now also moaning, this evidently did not work. The man, meanwhile, slouched a little lower.

OOC: Playing around with the scene a bit. Hope you don't mind. :rose:


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Adrianne stood naked in front of her mirror, inspecting her form from all angles. She cupped her breasts in her hands, frowning slightly. Olivier, her agent, told her that if she got breast enhancements she could be a porn star and make a boatload more money than she did now. Adrianne, however, wasn't interested. She loved sex, and would do whatever it took to get where she was headed, but she hated the thought of fucking for a living.

Her cell phone rang, then, pulling her out of her thoughts. She flicked it open and held it to her ear. "Hello?"

"Adrianne, sweetie? How are you?" the familiar voice with its heavy French accent said.

"I'm good, Olivier. Got any good news for me?" Adrianne asked, lying down on her silk bedspread.

"That depends. What are you wearing?"

"Nothing, you fat pervert. Now tell me what you got." Adrianne snapped.

"An art photographer saw you in one of your commercials and is flying in just to meet and hopefully shoot you. Your portraits will be sold all over the world."

"What sort of photography does he do?" Adrianne asked, daring to sound a little excited at the thought of modeling for an artist.

"A lot of glamour, pin-up type. Plenty of nude and erotic things. He wants to meet with you sometime next week. I'll call you with more details later."

"Alright, thanks Olivier." Adrianne said happily- this was exactly the type of modeling she loved to do. She smiled and slipped into a pair of white panties and a tank top. After hanging up with Olivier, she dialed David's number, waiting impatiently for him to pick up.

"Hey, babe. Guess what?" Adrianne said as soon as he answered his phone. "I just got a meeting with an artist who wants to take pictures of me. Olivier said they'll be sold all over the world. I'm really excited right now- maybe you should come over and celebrate with me, help calm me down a little." she purred into the phone, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist. "I'll be waiting for you." she said, and hung up the phone. It would take him a little over ten minutes to be over at her house, which was plenty of time for her to prepare.

She went to her dresser and pulled out a bottle of warming-on-contact massage oil, out of her mini-refridgerator, some booze, snitched from her parents' large supply, and a few lemon and lime wedges. Adreanne then went out on her balcony and started the hot tub warming. She figured she'd wait for David to come and pick what he wanted to do first, she was in a generous mood tonight and figured she'd let him be slightly in control.
 
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David

Just as he hung up the phone from talking with Adrianne, he heard the back door open. Someone was home. Well, he was finished with his homework, so he could go out for a bit. Damn curfew. Before he left, he slipped a blank DVD in the burner of the laptop computer on his desk top. (He started thinking it could be tough to remember to keep the two laptops separate. Mom and Dad knowing about him having two would lead to questions he didn't want to answer just yet.) The DVD would hold up to 8 hours of video. He was pretty sure he wouldn't get anything worthwhile, but he had to make sure everything was working.

He grabbed his car keys and headed downstairs. Both of his parents were there. They must have come in together--that didnt' happen often.

"Hey, I'm heading to Adrianne's for a while."

"Just a minute," his dad said, sternly. "Have you finished your homework?"

"Yes. It's all done, ready to go for tomorrow."

"Well, all right then. But remember you have to be home by 10:30."


"I remember." He didn't say what else was on his mind. Erica wasn't under curfew. It really sucked.

He cranked up the Green Day again on his stereo as he headed to Adrianne's.

She met him at the front door, wearing nothing but white lace panties and a white tank top.

"Damn girl. MOm and dad must be gone tonight."

"Yep, and it's time to celebrate."

"Tell me about this artist."

Adrianne told him everything Olivier had told her. He was frowning a bit by the time she was done.

"Are these pictures going to end up on highschoolhotties.com? If that happens they'd take you off as head cheerleader and the dance team."

"I thought you liked me naked."

"I do, but I don't want you gone either. I like having my own personal sex toy here at school. And even more I like being your sex toy at school. And if they toss you out, what will I do?" To prove how much he liked her, he reached out to grab one of pretty pointy boobs. He squeezed it and was rewarded with an erect nipple poking through her tank top.
 
Adrianne smiled slyly as she reached her own hand up to pinch her other nipple, making it as erect as the first. "Don't worry, my sex toy, I'll make sure it's completely legit before I get naked. Besides, Olivier wouldn't even offer me anything that could ruin my reputation." At his look of disbelief, she laughed. "Trust me, he knows what daddy could do to him if he tries to screw me over."

"Now," she said as she stepped closer to her boyfriend, pressing her body against him, "What would you like to do to me?" she kissed his lips, her tongue sliding in his mouth, darting around for a moment, before sliding out. Adrianne broke the kiss and grabbed him by the hand, leading him up the stairs to her bedroom.

He sat down on the bed as she fixed his drink. "Stole some of Daddy's liquor, did you? You bad girl." he said as she handed him a glass.

"Not stole. Borrowed. With no intention to return it." She smiled as she straddled his legs, taking a drink from her own glass. "Why would I steal from my own father?" she asked innocently, widening her bright blue eyes. "I'm a good, pure, little girl."

Adrianne slid a hand to the waistband of his jeans, untucking his shirt and sliding her hand up his cool chest. She pressed her pussy against his hardening cock, through the many layers of clothes, and slowly began to grind herself against him. "Aren't I a good girl, aren't I, David?" she said in a low voice, brushing her lips against his ear and biting gently on the lobe.
 
Erica

Erica wriggled in her seat, her fingers fumbling at Wallis' zipper and loosening his jeans until she could finally slip them inside to free his cock. The sound of her wetness as he played seemed to echo around the room, as did their quiet moans and the rustling of the magazine perched precariously in front of the watcher's lap.

Was he touching himself? Would he show her what he was doing? Would he be bold enough to join them? Erica groaned loudly, peering toward him throught the wall of hair that had fallen over her face as she began to stroke Wallis. "Mmm... feels sooo good, baby. I want to suck you," she murmured loud enough for the man to hear and smiling lewdly when she heard his quiet moan in response.

Wallis stiffened, unsure whether to continue or stop Erica before the man did something that would get them all in trouble, but it was too late. Or at least his cock had taken over where his brain had left off.

Knowing that the man could see... she spread her legs even further and leaned closer to Wallis, her tongue slithering out to flick over his cockhead, tasting the precum that was slowly bubbling up.

Her pussy twitched as Wallis finally put his finger inside her tight sheath, his palm rubbing against her clit as she writhed against his hand. So close. So... Erica's lips parted, closing around Wallis' girth as she engulfed him within the hot moistness of her mouth.

Another rustle of the magazine... She shifted her eyes to see that he had lifted it enough to return her favor. His cock wasn't as nice as Wallis', but it was fat and throbbing naughtily as he stroked. Erica redoubled her ravenous foray, her body tensing as she got closer and closer to coming.

"Jesus, Erica. He's beating off!" Wallis hissed, his hips bucking up as he fucked her mouth.

"Mmmhmm... " she murmured lustily, sucking harder and mewling her need. "Come for me," she urged aloud, letting his cock slip from her mouth for a moment. "Do it!"

Wallis knew the words weren't meant for him, but he couldn't ignore the way they made him feel as he thrust upward into Erica's greedy mouth. Fucking it the way his fingers were fucking her pussy.

Erica's eyes were riveted on the other man's cock as he arched, ropes of jizz oozing out of his cock and down over his hand. She squealed lustily, letting herself go as the orgasm ripped through her. By the time she stopped juddering and reopened her eyes the guy was gone and Wallis was ready.

"Erica... " His voice was strained, quietly shrill... She sucked harder, faster; urging him to come. She needed to taste him.
 
Claudia

Claudia chuckled as she watched her son and husband interacting. Carlton could be so hard on the boy sometimes, with the incident with the twins she half felt it was a bit unfair to ground David and not Erica but it was to be expected, David was suppose to set an example for his sister...or so that was what Carlton had been ranting about that night they deviated their decision.

As David rushed out, Claudia grabbed hold of Carlton ushering him to their room. "Honey I just got finished with my manicure, and while I was away I went to the spa for a little relaxation." She cooed into his ear as they seperated once entering their room.

She arched a brow as she began slipping out of her cloths only in red matching bra and panty set, garter and nude silky stockings she went to her closet to retrieve her robe. "I'll be right back."

Heading down the hall she called out to Erica. With no immediate answer she checked the girls room to find it vaccant. "Hmm? Must have went out." That was fine, heading for the kitchen, Claudia rummaged about gathering a few odds and ends and placing them on a tray before making her way back upstairs to her room. Once inside she found Carlton was taking a shower as the water was running and being who she was, wouldn't miss out on a chance to clean his nice slick form.

"Honey? Are you showering without me? What have I told you about that?" she said softly. Placing the tray on the end table she undressed herself leaving a trial of clothing on her way to the bathroom. She entered the bathroom closing the door behind her, as she slowly made her way into the shower with her husband.

ooc: I'll add more in a while, I must handle a few things. Hopefully we find the father soon.
 
Carlton

Carlton felt the familiar burning desire for his lovely wife rise within him as he heard and felt the shower door open. All these years, all this time together, and she was still beautiful as ever. If anything, her role as mother only made her sexier to him...

He turned to her and savored the view of her womanly breasts and full, round hips sliding up to him. "Don't worry darling," he smiled at her, "I knew you'd be in to join me, so I just thought I'd get the water nice and hot for you."

Carlton slipped his hands around Claudia's waist and pressed her body firmly against hers, kissing her lovingly. He felt that surge through him again as he felt along her naked body. "So tell me...what did you learn about relaxation?"
 
DAvid

David's prick stirred at the touch of Adrianne's hand. He loved the feel of her hand on him. It was cool and hot at the same time. He was half hard when her hand slipped into his jeans.

"Good, definitely. Pure? How are you defining pure? PUrely nasty? Purely naughty? He reached out and caught hold of one her boobs and squeezed it hard this time, letting his fingernails dig into the flesh a little, even through the tank top. Adrianne shivered in pleasure. Her teeth and lips on his earlobe was almost too much for him. It sent chills down his back.

This time he kissed her, his tongue pushing its way into her mouth, and she opened for him. He let his other hand play with her other tit. She ground her crotch against him, as best she could with her hand in his pants. Now he let his hand trail down to her shorts, and it slid under the tie waistband. He briefly encountered top of her panties.

He liked t hat she hadn't completely given in to wearing thongs with everything. He liked the sophisticated tap pants, and panties she wore, along with her thongs. His hand trailed inside, feeling the small strip of hair she left when she shaved her pussy. Her hips bucked up against him as he let his hand explore her.

Now he went lower, he felt the wetness between her legs. He felt her lips parting and opening for him, the slickness and he felt the bump of her clit. Now she whispered in his ear, "You do the most amazing things to me." He let his finger slip into her twat just for the briefest of moments. "Tease." she taunted. Now he deliberately bumped her clit. Her breath was sharp in response.
 
Maid of Marvels said:
By the time she stopped juddering and reopened her eyes the guy was gone and Wallis was ready. "Erica... " His voice was strained, quietly shrill... She sucked harder, faster; urging him to come. She needed to taste him.


The newspaper only blocked the view above the waist of the participants. Her short skirt peeked its panties to the viewers, but the show was on the other side. The man's legs were spread, and the woman's hands began to touch and feel his crotch. The hands glided teasingly over his hardness... they traced the outline of his member... fingers slowly undid his zipper... then hands finally tore at his belt. There was a curious pause, and then two fingers crept into his unzipped jeans. They rubbed, tantalizingly and deliciously, up and down the front of him. The hand blocked the view of his member, yet its movements clearly showed what was happening within the palm of her hand. The hand then lifted away, revealing the monstrous hardon. The thumb and forefinger then stroked his penis, clearly allowing full view of the bulge within his underwear.

"I want to suck you..." said a throaty voice behind the newspaper. Two lips then appeared just visible under the newspaper, and the hand made a fist, still holding the cock within the boxers. The hand began to pump it up and down, while the lips clearly defined the head, pressed against the woman's cheeks. Her hair cascaded towards the viewer, but the "glup-glup-glup" noises she was now making, as she must have finally taken his member out to suck it, were wetly audible.

His hands, meanwhile, had found her sex. It was difficult to see where his fingers were, but the way she adjusted her hips made it clear that his fingers were now thrusting, rubbing her clitty in circles, and definitely getting wet. She would occasionally groan into his cock, or lose concentration on his beast, and simply rest her face next to his tool, growing stiffer and stiffer.

It was now clearly obvious that she could look below the newpaper, her head in his crotch and her eyes looking from underneath. "Come..." she said, her mouth in an O and panting in and out. The hands at her skirt were working more furiously now, and she closed her eyes and squeeled, her body twitching and buckling on his hands.

The room was now empty, a sticky magazine alone opposite the two lovers. And it was now Wallis' time to come.


Scribe.
 
Claudia giggled slightly at her husband's touch, all these years and he still made her feel as young as her highschool days. She smiled leaning into him as she trailed her fingers along his naked flesh. "Relaxation?" She thought a moment as she recalled the events of the spa, there were a few times she caught the attention of some of the staff with her beauty but she was never so vain as to explore those assumptions. "Well I learned that while I'm relaxing my body is very responsive. Like right now..." she cooed softly. "I love the way everything tingles." she smiled pressing firmly into him as the warm water played against their skin. "You really should look into coming to the spa with me. They even have private rooms for couples..." she smirked up at him leaning forward to plant a soft loving kiss upon his lips.
 
Carlton

"Private rooms? That sounds tempting..." Carlton breathed as he received Claudia's kiss and softly explored her mouth with his tongue. Her familiar mouth, that mouth that had brought him so many kisses and so much pleasure -- he still longed for it like the first time they met, so many years ago. She was still the same sexy little girl in his eyes, only seasoned by experience and time together.

She reminded him so much of Erica -- or more appropriately Erica reminded him of his wife. Maybe that's why he was softer on his daughter than his son. It was hard to ever say "no" to Claudia, and now he was transfering that to his daughter. Oh well, he thought to himself, there were worse things in the world. The thoughts of Erica and of Private Rooms gave Carlton an idea.

"You know," he mused as he gently squeezed her behind, "we have lots of private rooms right here, and some of them are dangerous; some of them I've never had you in before." He could see the confusion on Claudia's face. "Let's go to one of the kid's rooms. You know they won't be back until a second before curfew. Besides, the danger will be fun, and it'll remind us of when you used to fuck me in your room in your parent's house, remember? C'mon, what do you say?"
 
Claudia at first looked a bit apprehensive about the idea, screwing her husband on her kids' bed? How obsurd.... but then a smile slowly crept along her face as she just couldn't help the child like glee. "Well just this one time..." Though she felt if it went off without a hitch they might do it a few times more.

The only questioned remained, David or Erica's room? She leaned over to kiss her loving husband looking deep into his eyes, he addored his daughter she knew that much; and perhaps like most father's had a secret love that was beyond anything society could ever understand. "Lets go to Erica's room." she offered for him, not wanting him to feel awkward in saying. She knew her husband's thoughts, could tell what he needed at times and she did everything she could to cater to those needs.

She led the way, kissing and touching all over his body along the way. As they entered Erica's room, Claudia couldn't help but tsk. "That girl needs to keep her things in order." while the room wasn't filthy there were a few odds and ends, clutter here and there but easily fixable. Falling back on the bed, Claudia beckoned her husban with her fingers her still glistening wet body soaking the bed. "Come take me you big stud...I'm all yours."

To bad they didn't know about the camera....
 
Carlton

Kuuroinochou said:
"Come take me you big stud...I'm all yours."

The blood rushed to Carlton's head all at once. Her talk was still enough to make him dizzy. All at once, he was pressing his naked body down on hers, feeling her skin, her curves, the heat from between her legs. He kissed and nibbled gently along her neck, finally producing something more like a soft bite at her ear lobe.

His cock throbbed against her bare leg as he grinded instinctively against her. Suddenly, the girl he was on top of was Claudia at 20, all heat and eagerness. He remembered the thrill of muffling her voice lest they be caught by her parents. Just as quickly, he was back in present time, only this was Erica, his beautiful little princess. He didn't mean for that thought to happen, it just did as he was surrounded by her posters, her clothes, her perfume.

Then, it was his wife again, sexy and ever, her hands exploring him. "Oh, baby!" he whimpered. He wasn't sure who he was talking to.
 
Claudia sighed, feeling her husband pressed up against her, rubbing himself against her. She loved the way his fit body worked her without even trying, she purred beneath him as she grind her pelvis against him wanting him to seat himself deep within her folds.

The idea of being in her daughters room brough interesting ideas to her mind. She could only wonder if her husband harbored deeper darker thoughts. She wanted to play on the fantasies to have him give her all he had and more even if she pretended to be someone else. Slipping from under him she smiled walking over to her daughters closet to find many of her cloths. With a chuckles he picked out a simple summer dress and was elated more to find it fit her. All that working out paid off no less.

She giggled in a school girlish tone walking leisurely to the bed as she sat cutely. "Hi daddy." she purred softly. Yes she would play with his fantasies if only he would allow her to partake in them without abandon. Truth be told, Claudia new her daughter was a knock out, look who she took after, but still the thought of Carlton with another women, even her own daughter, not gonna happen. She wanted him all to herself...or did she?

She lay back on the bed sighing, "Daddy, it hurts so much...won't you kiss it." she said. Her legs spred softly in front him. "The pain down here. Its excrusiating." She had her finger in her mouth pouting like a little girl with a booboo only her father could heal. "Please, daddy, I need you."


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Kuuroinochou said:
She lay back on the bed sighing, "Daddy, it hurts so much...won't you kiss it." she said. Her legs spred softly in front him. "The pain down here. Its excrusiating." She had her finger in her mouth pouting like a little girl with a booboo only her father could heal. "Please, daddy, I need you."

Claudia knew him through and through. She knew what hurt him and inspired him...and what turned him on, no matter how twisted. He loved her thoroughly.

Carlton closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. He would let all his inhibitions pass away now. He opened his eyes, and the woman -- girl -- splayed out before him was his daughter. Perhaps to seal the fantasy, he took her dress up in his fist, brought it to his nose, and inhaled sharply. Yes, there she was.

"Oh, no...does my baby girl have an owie?" he moaned. "Do you need daddy to kiss it? Tell me little girl, I'm not quite sure where it is. Is it here?" Carlton touched his lips to the top of her knee. "No? Could it be here then?" He slowly pushed in between her legs, kissing and tonguing up her thigh, further and further between her legs. He paused above her sweet pussy and looked her in the eyes.

"Still no, huh? Well, what about here..." Carlton lowered his face to her fragrant pussy and planted a soft, wet kiss around her clit. He continued kissing down along the folds, then when he reached the bottom, brought his tongue sloppily to her and licked all the way back to the top in one long draw.
 
Claudia sucked in a breath as he worked his magic, the stage was set his role as obvious as her own. For him she would pretend to be Erica, she would assume this role and bring his fantasy to the fore. Some part of her was mildly hurt that he was thinking in such a way, that his mind lingered for another but she did understand he was a man and there were just some things she could not satisfy within him.

As he kissed up her leg she continued to shake her head, giving him small and cute "uh huhs" and "not there". She sucked in a breath as he kissed her inner thigh and with a mischievous look kissed her clit before licking her thoroughly. She moaned voluntarily, a shudder coarsing through her body as she shunk deeper into the bed. He spread her legs wide and lifted her butt to him for better access as he began his slow ministrations, each time her various pet names she knew he gave their daughter.

She didn't mind it knowing part of him was still with her, that he knew who she was and thanked her for the play she was giving him. She welcomed the new approach though, revelling in the attentions he gave her. She yipped and mewled as he nipped at her nether regions pools of her essence coming from her depths to coat her folds with its slippery wetness. She bit and sucked on her fingers before reaching down to take his larger digits into her mouth. Emulating his finger as a cock, sucking, licking and grazing her teeth along the edge of his sensative skin.
 
Carlton

Claudia seemed wetter than he remembered in a while, Carlton thought to himself as he lapped and kissed her womanhood. She must have been as lost in this as he was. Carlton kept up the fantasy as he licked, using the vibrations from his voice to pass through his tongue and onto her clit as he breathed sweet nothings to her intermittently. "nnnnnnnmmmmm, that's good, sugar. mmmmmfffff, does daddy's tongue feel good there? oooooh, yeah, that's it, grind your little pussy into daddy's face; nnnnnnnnnnnnnnng yeah..."

He picked up the pace of his licking now, stimulating her over and over again as her hips began to buck harder into his face. The mouth sucking on his fingers made his cock leap and strain against Erica's bedsheets, and he thought he felt some precum oozing out. He didn't care.

"nnnnnnnnnnmmmmmgh, yeah sweetie." He drew up and looked into her eyes as he rubbed his stubbly chin against her. "Are you gonna come for daddy? C'mon, Erica Spice [boy, he hadn't called her that since she was a little girl], come for daddy. You'll feel sooooo much better."

Carlton went down and continued licking and sucking more forcefully now as he grabbed her asscheeks with both hands and helped her grind into him. He could feel the pussy on his tongue getting hotter.
 
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