This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don't worry, they're fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.
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A cool autumn breeze blew yellow and red leaves through the air, rustling gently as they passed Daniel down the sidewalk. Daniel's shoulders tensed as he turned down his brother's street. A pit formed in his stomach as he imagined Brad's truck parked in the driveway. But it wasn't there.
Daniel walked up the drive, down the little path to the front door, and knocked.
"Danny!" Penelope squealed when she opened the door. "I'm so happy to see you. Come in." She wanted to play it cool with her brother-in-law, but that wasn't as easy as it sounded. A great big, bright smile wouldn't leave her face. She wiped her palms on her yoga pants to remove the sweat. "Want something to drink?"
"Actually, I was thinking ..." Daniel stepped inside and she closed the door behind them. She watched him closely with expectant, blue eyes. "I want to ... um ..." He reached up and pushed back his messy, blond hair. "Do you want to go back to the mansion? We could spend some time there."
"What's wrong?" Her smile fell. "Brad won't be back anytime soon, I promise."
"It's not that." He didn't want to tell her the truth. That a ghost had asked him to have sex with her back at the Palmer House. Despite what they'd already done, he didn't think that would fly. "It's just, I think it'd be exciting to ... do stuff ... in my room."
"Are your parents home?"
"Yeah, but they'll never know. It's a big place." Again, he didn't add that a ghost would help keep their noises concealed from the rest of the house while they fucked like bunnies.
"You really want to do this?" Penelope raised an eyebrow, hoping he'd say no. She restlessly adjusted her blouse and looked down into his sweet eyes. She'd waited all weekend for this moment, of course she was going to do whatever he asked. But she had to try to keep him at her place. She wasn't a teenager anymore to be sneaking behind the backs of her boyfriend's parents. Good God, she now thought of Daniel as her boyfriend.
"Yes, please."
"Okay, sure. Not a problem. If it's what you really want." She grabbed her purse and car keys and shepherded him into the garage. "But don't expect me to do this all the time. It's a little crazy. Even for this ...." She kissed him on the cheek. "This thing we have, whatever it is."
About a half hour later, Penelope sat cross-legged on Daniel's bed making eyes at him. She really felt like an awkward teenage girlfriend at that moment, sending all the signals for him to make a move. She'd had many moments like this over at some boy's house years ago. Some of those moments, in fact, were with Brad in a different Anderson home. Her heart beat fast and her palms clammed up. Was she really so close to feeling that amazing cock again? Was it really as good as she remembered?
"And Cassini went right past Ceres here." Daniel stood by his space exploration poster and was pointing out the various probe courses. He never had girls in his room and it was fun to show off his interests.
"Uh huh." Penelope nodded her head and smiled.
"Of course, it was on its way to Saturn." He traced its voyage with his index finger.
"Of course." She was growing impatient. This boy liked to make her wait.
"Speaking of Saturn --"
"Danny?" Penelope gave him a mock grumpy look and put her fists on her hips as she gazed up at him from the bed. "Get over here."
"Oh, okay." Daniel hopped on the bed and let Penelope remove his shirt. "Sorry about that." She gave him little kisses on his meager chest. "It's just, I get excited about ... oh ..." He watched her head move lower and lower and he felt her tugging off his pants and underwear. "That feels ... really good." She swallowed his dickhead and quickly worked him deeper and deeper down her throat. Daniel praised God for the invention of yoga pants. The flare of her hip as she leaned over was perfect. Of course, it would be even better without the pants.
Penelope gagged a little and reached for Daniel's enormous balls. Her fingers curled around them. Such powerful, precious things. And she felt powerful holding them. Before all this insanity started, she never would have believed she could deep-throat a dick, especially one as monstrous as Daniel's. But the teenager had a way about him, and she wanted to do whatever she could to make him feel good.
A little while later, Daniel stripped his sister-in-law and placed her on her back on the bed. She spread her legs for him, showing off her gorgeous, blonde pussy. It was spectacular, but it wasn't what Daniel had in mind. "Put your legs together."
"But you won't be able to reach if I do that." She closed her legs and let him mount her with his knees on either side of her thighs. "Ooooohhhhhhh." She looked down past the rolling hills of her boobs and watched him stick it in her. "I was wrong ... ugh ... you can reach from there ... so deep." She had to stop thinking about what was possible with Brad in mind. Daniel had changed the paradigm. "Oh ... God ... it hits a spot ... like that ... oooohhhhhhhh." She was already cumming.
"I wanna try something new." Daniel then spread her legs and put his hands under her, cupping her butt cheeks.
"That ... wasn't new?" Penelope looked on in shock as he pulled her upright, and then carried her off the bed, still speared on his dick. She circled her arms behind his neck as he stood next to his bed, holding her up in the air. "How ... uuugggghhhhhh ..." She felt his hands clutching her butt as he pulled her up that long cock and back down. She was so open and exposed to him like that. "How are you ... lifting me? I'm so much ... bigger than you." She hated to admit it, but she did outweigh the teenager by a lot. Especially since her boobs had grown.
"I've ... been ... working ... out." Daniel bounced her on his dick in the air and watched her eyes roll back in her head. It wasn't a believable answer, but Daniel didn't think she was listening to him anymore anyway.
Penelope's boobs shook and rocked back and forth. Her head rolled side to side. "Daaaannnnyyyyyyyyy." Her brother-in-law gave Penelope her first orgasm while being carried by a man. He was giving her so many firsts.
A couple hours later, Penelope rode Daniel backwards with her knees up and her feet planted on the bed. Each stroke was so ridiculously long. When she looked down between her sweaty, hanging boobs, she could see her belly bulging every time she hit bottom. She felt like a sex goddess. They were sex gods. This was a religion that spoke to her with more force than anything she'd ever learned in church.
Daniel slapped her left butt cheek and listened to the little cry of pleasure Penelope made in response. He decided to try some of Eloise's dirty talk on Penelope. "Are you ... a slut, Pen?" He slapped her again, and enjoyed the red handprint on her pale butt.
"Ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... I didn't think so ... until you ... showed me your cock, Danny." She moved her hands in the air, unsure where to put them. Eventually she gave up, and just held her hands out above her shoulders, her fingers making odd gestures, her ring bright and obvious on her left hand. "But now ... I'll be your slut, Danny. I'm a slut ... only ... uh ... uh ... uh ... for you."
"Really?" Daniel hadn't expected that answer. He looked at the frothy mess on his dick from their combined cum. He admired the wiggly way her hips moved and the way her thighs tensed with her effort. She was right. She was a slut. And she was his. He had her now in a way Brad never had. "What about Brad?"
Penelope looked over her shoulder at Daniel with an expression that contained either pain, or lust, or both. "I love Brad. But ... but ... but ... ooooohhhhhhhh." She shook and came on that magic dick again.
The thought that she was cumming on him while thinking about his stupid brother sent Daniel over the edge. "I'm cummmminnnngggg." He unloaded his balls in her tight pussy for the third and final time.
