Backseat Stepfamily: Backseat 3-some
Summary:
Aaron has a backseat threesome with his Mom and sister.
Note 1:
Dedicated to Breezy who inspired this wicked multi-chaptered story.
Note 2:
Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing.
Note 3:
This is part three of a series. In part one, the main character, Aaron, can't ever ride in cars, since he's still dealing with his trauma from a major automobile accident when he was eleven, which resulted in his Mom's death. The solution, so he can endure a family road trip that will take two days: his stepsister invites him to caress her nylon-clad legs to distract him. This initial overture leads to their sharing multiple sex acts in the backseat of the car, with his seemingly oblivious Dad, and his perceptive, knowing, encouraging, stepmom in the front seat. A few revelations ensue, including that the father wasn't oblivious at all, since he'd planned all this hanky panky, his stepmom and stepsister have been intimate in the recent past, and a surprise romance develops between Aaron and his sexy stepsister.
Part two continues at a Dallas hotel, where Aaron and Nicki enjoy a romantic, kinky encounter in their shared hotel room, and then a fun supper that includes Nicki taking a facial beneath the table at a restaurant, before she emerges and shows off her fresh adornment to their astonished waitress.
Backseat Stepfamily: Backseat 3-some
I'm not a morning person.
As in not remotely one.
But I could soon become one, if I got awakened regularly the same way I was the next morning!
I was having a dream, oddly one that wasn't sexual at all... actually it was quite romantic... about Nicki and me strolling in hand across our college campus... enjoying a beautiful autumn day. (To be clear, in real life we hadn't begun attending college yet, although we planned on doing so as a couple next fall.)
Yet while we were walking, I could feel my dick inexplicably getting hard, and then I felt some very pleasurable sensations... which gradually pulled me out of my dream. I groggily opened my eyes, and... you guessed it... there was Nicki, ever so soothingly sucking my hard dick.
"Oh my," I moaned.
"Good morning, baby," she greeted me with a naughty grin, while she glided her wet tongue across my dick head.
"Good morning yourself," I said, trying to stifle a yawn.
"You're not enjoying my going the extra mile for you like this?" she teased, as her tongue did paintbrush-like strokes over my sensitive, umm... pee hole... whatever it's called.
"Best waking up ever," I said happily.
"I was in the mood for a morning snack, and I thought you wouldn't mind," she said, before she wrapped her lips back around my dick, and resumed sucking.
"I could use a snack too," I said after a few bobs. "Do a one-eighty and straddle my face, baby."
"Mmmmmmm," she mumbled, before taking my dick out of her mouth, spinning end for end, and lowering her wet, fragrant pussy onto my face.
Then for a good ten minutes, we leisurely enjoyed pleasing each other... both of us in no rush to get each other off... just enjoying our morning dalliance.
It wasn't until there was banging on our adjoining door, with Dad calling through it, "Going for breakfast in ten," when we both shifted into a higher gear.
As she bobbed on and devoured my dick, I probed her pretty pink hole, as if my tongue were a tiny dick.
Her amazing lips tightened around my actual dick, and in less than a minute, I erupted inside her mouth. She smoothly swallowed every last drop, while I did my inadequate best to continue licking, while I came.
Once I'd completely unloaded, she sat up, climbed unsteadily to her feet on the bed. and dropped her pussy onto my face. "Eat me, baby," she moaned, as she sat on my face and began slowly grinding her pussy up and down.
I extended my tongue, and licked her the best I could.
As her moans got louder, she ground her hips faster, as if she was fucking my face with her clit... utilising my tongue, nose and face for her pleasure. After a couple wicked minutes while I just laid back and got used... a rush in itself... I felt her lean back, which pressed her pussy against my face, thus shoving push me back harder into my pillow, and then she soaked my face with an enormous gush of cum!
I opened my mouth and eagerly caught as much of her cum as I could, which was limited since in my restrained position, I was unable to move my head at all.
There was another knock on the door, and Nicki called out, still sitting on my face, "Go ahead without us, we'll catch up."
"All right," Dad said, which was good. I'd much rather lie here, almost suffocating on pussy and pussy cum, than get out of bed and eat something a hotel restaurant called breakfast.
I kept licking her pussy for a couple more minutes before she got off of me, spun around, then bent down and kissed me. I kissed her back. When she broke the kiss, she smiled, languidly licked her lips, and said, "Goodness, I feel good!"
"And I feel utterly delicious," I agreed, as she got off the bed.
"Come and clean up with me," she invited, before sauntering away to the washroom, still wearing the nylons she'd slept in all night.
I rolled out of bed, followed her into the bathroom, took a quick piss, and since I was already naked, I joined her in the shower... where we made out, washed each other's bodies and teased each other's privates.
We got out, dried off, and got dressed.
"No underwear," she ordered when I started reaching for some.
"Um... okay, if that's what you prefer," I agreed, even though I'd never gone without underwear before.
"I require quick and convenient access to that big white dick whenever I want to play with it," she explained, as she sat on the bed to put on a clean pair of white thigh high stockings.
"I love you in white nylons," I said. The contrast between her beautiful ebony body and the white nylons was truly erotic.
"In addition to the colour contrast, they also showcase my legs," she added, apparently mindreading.
"Yes, they do," I agreed, while I watched her slowly sliding a sheer white stocking up her sexy black leg, which was incredibly erotic... so much so, that I just stood there with my underwear in my hand, watching her like some pervert.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer," she quipped inanely, with one stocking now on.
"I could take a million pictures of you," I said. (See? That was corny and pathetic, but it was the truth, so I said it. And my point is that I wasn't standing on any higher ground.)
"Snap away," she said, pointing at my phone, which was resting on the bedside table.
"Really?" I asked, as she reached for her second stocking.
"I trust you not to do anything I wouldn't do, which gives you plenty of room before you mess up."
I went to the table, unplugged my phone, and came back... tapping in my password.
"I'd never do anything inappropriate with my pictures of you," I assured her.
"Actually? I hope you'll do
lots
of inappropriate things while you're perving on my pictures," she said. Then grasping the other stocking with both hands, she reached out to her second foot, and she looked up at me with a sensuous smile. "Go ahead, take as many hot shots as you want, my hot stud."
"I'll do that," I said and began snapping shot after shot, as she began unrolling the stocking onto her perfectly manicured toes and beyond... I shot at least thirty pics, as she unfurled the silky sheer stocking up and onto her perfectly shaped leg.
Once it was all the way up her thigh, she looked up, parted her legs to offer me a perfectly picturesque view of her firm tits and her invitingly shaved pussy... her pink labia really standing out against her dark chocolate skin.
I snapped dozens of quick pics while she gave me a variety of smiles, looks, and poses... always keeping her tits and pussy within view for my phone camera.
