Chapter 1 - A Present Awaits
[There's a present waiting for you on the front porch.]
I was bumming around the house when I got a text from my wife. I'd been given Thursday and Friday off, in lieu of an actual bonus, but my wife was stuck at work. It was only midmorning Thursday, and I was already bored. I loved how thoughtful she was, as I was sure it would be something to keep me busy while she was gone, and something she wouldn't want me wasting time on with her home.
You could have knocked me over with a feather when I opened the door. Standing there, looking radiant in a light sundress, was her younger sister. We both froze at the sight of each other, me with my hand on the doorknob, her with her finger an inch from ringing the doorbell.
Dawn was the first to recover, and she smiled as she squeezed past me. I'm pretty sure there was a large gap behind her, but she left no space between us. As her stiff nipples dragged across my chest, I gained a stiffness of my own, just a bit farther south. I recovered enough to close the door and followed her into the living room.
She giggled as she bent over to look at a magazine on the coffee table. It was the same type of flirting she always did with me, and I had always enjoyed the view, from a safe distance, but that text from my wife changed everything. This time, I walked right up behind her, grabbed her hips, and ground my erection into her lovely ass.
She reacted with a gasp, and then a drawn-out moan, as she pushed back against me. I slid my hands up, grabbed her perky breasts, and pulled her up against me. I nibbled on her ear as I told her what I was going to do to her, and she melted back against me with a shiver. I slid my hands back down her sides, only to grab the hem of her dress and pull it up over her head, revealing some rather sexy lingerie.
She squealed as I scooped her up, her arms still tangled in her dress, and carried her to the bedroom.
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I dropped her on the bed and started kissing her exposed flesh. Wanting to feel her hands on me as well, I untangled her arms and, out of habit, tossed her dress in the laundry hamper in the corner, without ever taking my eyes off the prize.
Soon, her lacy bra and panties joined her dress, and she was bare before me. She smiled, before grabbing my head and pulling me down for a smoldering kiss. Then, she broke the kiss and pushed my head away. Taking the hint, I allowed her to move my lips to her right breast, which I immediately attacked with a fervor. As her grip loosened, I shifted to the left breast, then took one in each hand as I kissed my way down to her navel, and beyond.
She almost flattened my nose when she bucked, as my tongue made first contact with her clit, but it was worth it to hear her moan in pleasure. I didn't let up, but instead pressed her hips into the bed as I devoured her succulent peach. I varied my approach, but I didn't relent until my face was dripping, and she was begging for me to let her breathe.
I waited, poised over her, watching as she caught her breath and focus returned to her eyes. Once I was sure she was back with me, I moved in and crushed her lips in a passionate kiss. As she writhed beneath me, I reached down and rubbed my steel rod in her copious fluids, making sure it was slick, while occasionally flicking her bean with it.
As she surrendered to my kiss, I plunged into her molten depths. She bit my lip as she wrapped her arms and legs around me, not allowing me to move. Her velvet sheath rippled in orgasm, and I felt her squirt. It was intoxicating to know that I had gotten her off that hard, with but a single thrust, and I was anxious to give her more.
Slowly she relented in her grip, allowing me more and more motion, which I used to thrust myself into her with more and more force. She came several more times before I pushed as deep as I could and released my own orgasm. She wailed and her body locked up beneath me.
As she relaxed, I realized that she was fast asleep, so I rolled over onto my back, pulling her with me to nestle on my shoulder. Quite exhausted, I joined her in slumber, with a big smile on my face.
* * * * *
I awoke to the wonderful sensation of a loving blow job. It was slow and sensuous, designed to get me ready, rather than trying to get me off.
Once she had both ends of me wide awake, she moved up and mounted me like a good little cowgirl. She grabbed my hands and used my arms for leverage as she set out at a gallop. Once we both had crossed the finish line, she collapsed on my chest for a bit, then led me into the shower.
We were both quite satisfied, not ready for anything intense. Still, that didn't stop me from playing with certain parts of her body, under the guise of cleaning her, until she finally kicked me out. After drying off, I just pulled on some boxers and sprawled out on the bed.
That's where I was when Selena walked in. I looked at the clock, surprised to find it was already a quarter past five.
* * * * *
"Why aren't you playing the present I sent you?"
That sounded a bit strange, but I had a smile on my face as I replied.
"I'm just taking a break. I'm not a teenager anymore."
I wasn't sure why, but she looked even more confused after I answered. As she opened her mouth to speak again, we both heard the shower shut off, and her head whipped towards the bathroom. I wondered if I was supposed to have already sent her sister home, but it was too late to worry about that now.
Her eyes got really wide as Dawn walked out of the bathroom naked, save for the towel on her head. If looks could kill, I wouldn't still be here to tell you my story, as I clearly saw my death in her eyes.
"You fucking asshole! How long have you been fucking my sister?"
Now, I was the confused one, as I hadn't paid attention to the time.
"Um, I'm not sure. What time did you text me that she was waiting on the porch?"
"What?"
"I don't remember what time I got your text, but when I opened the door, there was Dawn."
"The text was referring to the package that was delivered."
"What package?"
"The present I ordered for you. I texted you when I got the delivery confirmation."
"I didn't see a package.
"Dawn, did you see a package?"
Her boobs did wonderful things as she shook her head no, but I tried not to stare at them, too much.
"I didn't see any delivery vehicles either. The neighborhood was rather quiet with most everybody at work or school."
Selena was looking frustrated as she poked at her phone.
"See, here's the picture they sent me...
"Oh, shit, that's not our door. Where the fuck did they leave it?"
She looked up at me, anger warring with sadness.
"You really believed the gift I sent you was my sister?"
I couldn't meet her gaze. It sounded really stupid in hindsight.
"Well, it kind of caught me off guard. I opened the door with no clue what to expect, and there she was. She was as flirty and touchy as ever, and I could feel her nipples were stiff as she rubbed them on my chest. When she bent over the coffee table, my little brain staged a coup, diverting my blood flow south."
She just stood there, fighting back tears.
"Well, I guess that explains your side," she said, before turning to face her still naked sister, "but what's your excuse?"
Dawn couldn't look her in the eye either.
"I just stopped by to pick up that dress you said I could borrow for the party tomorrow night. I flirted with Jerry because, well, I always flirt with Jerry. It's always been safe, as he is too much in love with you to do more than watch and drool. I bet you enjoy his frustration once I'm gone."
She suddenly got a strange look on her face. She tilted her head as she examined her sister.
"I bet you've even role played as me, haven't you?"
I kept my mouth shut, but the blush on Selena's face gave away the answer. Dawn giggled as she changed her approach, and she switched to a sultry voice as she continued.
"I was shocked when he came up behind me and ground his cock against my ass, just like I'd dreamed about him doing, ever since the day you first introduced him to me."
She slowly stalked toward Selena, then circled her like a predator sizing up her prey.
"For a moment, I just enjoyed it. I was about to ask him what he thought he was doing, when he growled in my ear, 'My wife always gives me the perfect presents.' I managed to stutter out a simple, 'Wh-wh-what?' as the sensations from my ass were begging for my full attention. 'She texted me that my gift was on the porch, and there you were. I'm really going to enjoy unwrapping this one.'
"Then, he pulled my dress over my head, and I was lost. As he picked me up and carried me to bed, like a caveman claiming his woman, getting fucked by him was the only thought in my mind."
* * * * *
As Dawn finished speaking, she was behind Selena and practically whispering in her ear. She lightly ran her hands down Selena's sides, making the blushing bride breathe even harder. When she reached her sister's waist, she suddenly unfastened the skirt and let it drop to the floor. Before Selena could react, Dawn grabbed her arms and turned her to face me.
"Are her panties wet, or do I owe my sister an apology?"
