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Authors name: M. West
Story Title : TWO SISTERS
Chapter 2 of 8

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				Chapter 2

     Sid's digital wristwatch flashed 9:04 when he pulled up outside the
Dunlap's sprawling Beverly Hills mansion, replete with a kidney-shaped
swimming pool, tennis courts shaded with palm trees, and a guest house.

     Today he would meet the girls, his two new students to whom he would
teach French for two months before they left for Paris where they were
enrolled in a private school for girls.

     Unexpectedly, the door opened.

     "Hi there!"

     Sid Carter whirled around at the sound of the throaty voice, and
gasped as she saw the beautiful girl standing not more than a foot from
his startled face.  At first glance, she appeared to be about fourteen,
but as his eyes traced over the molded firmness of her breasts, pushing
against the soft blue silk of her French blouse, Sid judged that she
had to be closer to sixteen.  Her long blue-black hair swept around her
golden-tanned face splattered with a tease of freckles across her high
cheek bones, one hip stuck out coltishly.  She wore tight shorts, which
revealed the enticing line of her upper thigh.

     "Hello," he gulped, unable to take his eyes off her slim hips and
perfectly shaped thighs.

     "You must be Sid, our tutor?" she said rhetorically, extending her
hand with cosmopolitan grace.  "I'm June."

     Sid clasped her well manicured hand in his, and was amazed at the
coolness.  It felt like she was wearing kid gloves, it was so soft.

     "Won't you come in?"

     He timidly followed June inside, feeling awkward and out of place as
he stepped into the magnificent hallway of the sumptuously furnished
house.  June led him into the study, a room whose walls were lined with
bookshelves, all filled in hard cover elegance.  In the comer a globe sat
in its walnut frame adjacent to the mahogany desk behind which a black
leather chair sat emptily swiveled to one side.  One whole wall was
devoted to a geological map of Europe, and next to it, a window over-
looked the swimming pool not more than a jump away.  He gazed with
interest at the map, then his eyes drifted to the collection of at-
lases on the bottom shelf near the desk.  He was rather surprised at
the wealth of knowledge and experience collected in that one room, so
unlike the rest of the modern house ... and so unlike garish Beverly
Hills.

     Instinctively, Sid felt that his tutoring job would change the
direction of his career.  Sure, teaching at the "Free School" had its
rewards, meager as they were, and helping a ghetto child learn a new
concept was exciting, but damn it!  It was time he started getting some
decent tutoring jobs ... working for people with money, people who had
contacts.  He wouldn't mind having a classroom filled with Junes!

     As he was waiting, musing over the map, his finger tracing imaginary
trips he knew he'd never take, could never afford to take, June came back
into the room.

     "My sister's upstairs getting dressed.  She's a late sleeper," June
giggled, her hazel eyes twinkling as her wide smile showed off a row of
pearl-white teeth and deep dimples crinkling her cheeks.  She walked
around the room, eyeing her tutor who stood stoically erect, his brief
case under one arm while he stared, a bit absentmindedly and engrossed,
in the map.

     "Have you traveled much?" she queried, a maturity to her voice
putting Sid on edge.  Turning, he watched her stroll over to the window
and open it, the material of her brief shorts slipping into the crevice
of her rounded bottom as she bent over.  Sid felt a rush of pleasure
sweeping through him, his cock leaped in awareness and he could feel
it growing along his leg.  He felt an almost uncontrollable urge to
reach out and knead the enticing cheeks of her buttocks in his hands
but just then, she turned around.  He was aware of June talking to him,
though the words were meaningless, and he dumbly nodded his head, his
eyes reluctantly leaving the tight moons of her creamy flesh.

     "You like books, don't you?" she asked, knowing what the answer
would be.  Sid nodded.  "Have a look at these ..."  She pointed to a
special glass covered case where a startling number of leather-bound
books with ribbon markers, all obviously expensive and rate collector's
items, stared back at him.  "These are Daddy's pride ... all first
editions ... some of them are signed."  June knelt down and opened
the case.  Sid remained standing and sucked his breath as the girl
leaned forward to point out the titles.  He could see directly down
the top of her blouse, to where the butter-colored tops of her young
breasts pushed up out of her lacy pink bra.  He could almost feel
their tender softness and the warmth of the secret valley cutting
between them.  His prick awakened again, this time more insistently
and he felt sure that at any minute, she would look up and see the
tell-tale bulge. 
    
     Kneeling down put an extra strain on the already tight shorts and
Sid could just barely see the outline of the fleshy folds of her pussy.
A tiny wisp of black pubic hair curled around the tight leg band of her
shorts and Sid's eyes were riveted on the escaping fleece.  His eyes
burned in his head and he could not release his gaze from between her
thighs, as if in hope that his staring would strip away her protective
clothing.

     His own groin was maddeningly alive with sensation, and he began
to feel the perspiration breaking out on his face.  The muscles of his
thighs felt like cruelly stretched rubber bands and his stomach was a
churning knot of tension.  His discomfort must have been mirrored in
his face for June looked up at him and said solicitously, "Are you all
right, Sid?"

     Her bright green eyes flicked over his trembling form, and rested
briefly and a trifle daringly on the tremendous bulge of his cock, be-
fore returning to his face.

     "It's just ... too much coffee, I guess ..." he stuttered, feel-
ing as inept as a schoolboy.  "When do I meet your sister?" Sid tact-
fully changed the subject.

     "Oh, May ...?  She's not feeling very well today.  I'll go up and
check on her ... sorry to leave you alone down here again."  Coltishly,
she raced out of the study, and Sid could hear a muffled clump, clump as
the lithe sixteen year old ran up the carpeted steps.  In what seemed
like seconds, June was down in the study, apologizing for her sister's
absence.

     "I'm sorry, but May isn't feeling too well ... June wrinkled up her
nose and cupping her hand to her mouth, whispered throatily: "Just between
you and me, I think she's hungover from last night ..."

     "Oh ...?" Sid's eyebrows raised.  "How old is May?"

     Three years younger than me.  Well, almost.  She'll be thirteen on
May first, but everybody thinks she's my twin because we look so much
alike.  Some people go crazy trying to tell us apart.  But look ..."
June stretched out one golden leg and with her hand squeezed the flesh
to show off a rosy red mark.  "See that? That's my birthmark."  She
giggled coquettishly.

     That tempting, teasing curl of black pubic hair curled out again
from the tight band of her shorts and Sid stared dry-mouthed at the
birthmark, a red splotch that formed a perfect rose petal on her inner
thigh.  Far from being a blemish, it resembled a rose-petal tattoo.

     "I'm really sorry you drove all the way over here for nothing," the
teenager apologized with a tilt of her head.  "But if you'd like, you
could stay and have lunch with me and I'll show you about the grounds."

     Sid's eyes raked over the succulent teenage flesh for a final
appraisal, then nodded his head in acquiescence.  "That sounds lovely."

     Gleefully, June bounced off down the hallway leaving Sid to make
his own entertainment in the thought-provoking surroundings of the
study.  He settled down on the leather chair, hoping to silence his
palpitating heart, and gather his thoughts together.

     Guilt ... guilt was creeping in like an indestructible army of
red ants, and his nimble mind quickly combated that invasion by a
slanderous appraisal of his wife's pruddishness.  He knew he was
hopelessly attracted to this young rich girl of sixteen.

     His mind snapped back to his wife.  "Frigid!" he thought, think-
ing of the contrast of his wife's apparent sensuality and the actual
Victorianness of her nature.  Image after image of her timid respon-
ses flicked through his brain, each session of lovemaking terminating
in a cold, unfilled letdown for him.

     Still, he had to admit he was still in love with his wife.  He was
still attracted to her creamy, ivory-like proportions, her Raphealite
hair and her Titian physical maturity.  She only had to look at him in
a certain way from those shadowy green eyes and he was ready to make
love to her on the spot.  All the humiliation of his attempts to exper-
iment with her would be forgotten if she would just loosen-up and make
love to him completely.  That had happened once, and that coincidental-
ly, was the night he became engaged to her.  But it hadn't happened
since, and their love-making seemed to cool to one degree above fre-
ezing.

     When reality came back to him, he was surprised to see June stand-
ing before him, a silver tray in her hands with an assortment of dainty
crustless sandwiches, and crab salads.

     "Lottie---she's our housekeeper---had this ready for lunch.  I
hope you find it satisfying."

				*    *    *

     They were sipping their tea when Lottie, a middle-aged Black woman
collected the empty silver tray and disappeared through the heavy oak
doors, winking to her teenage employer before closing the doors solidly
behind her.

     Nonchalantly, June sipped her tea, carefully observing her tutor,
her eyes strangely narrowed to smoky slits.  A sliver of afternoon sun-
light shimmered through the window striking her blue-black hair at an
oblique angle, the blue highlights of her hair disappearing into color-
less streaks.  In that sunlight bath she looked ethereally tempting,
almost menacing.

     Sid wondered just what was expected of him and he felt nervous,
sitting so close to this strangely mature girl.  Her heady perfume
wafted over to him across the slender expanse of the leather sofa...
an erotic scent that bespoke of worldly experience and sophistication.
He couldn't keep his eyes off her legs where the shorts revealed all
but the vee of her thighs.  The superb line of her long legs tapered
to a womanly expanse of thigh and the whole sweep from hip to ankle
was exquisitely beautiful.

     "I want to kiss you!"

     Sid's mouth dropped open and remained there a second before he
had the presence of mind to close it.  He looked at June's face, but
her expression was inscrutable, as if not a word had been said.  For
a moment, he thought he had imagined it, or perhaps he was still lost
in the daydream of Sybil on that one occasion when she'd been open to
his advances.
     "Do you want to kiss me?"

     Again he looked at the young girl's face and this time there was
no doubt as to the origin of the statement.  Her lips were slightly
parted and glistened moistly.  Her hand toyed gracefully with the
curve of her well-rounded hip.

     Before he could speak, he felt her warm hand on his arm, and the
teenage girl pulled him gently over to her.  His first impulse was to
draw back, but her hand was still clasped possessively on his arm and
her face lay invitingly close to his.  There seemed to be a magnet
drawing his bead down to her's and a shot of exquisite pleasure darted
through him as his lips touched hers.  Her firm, yet plaint flesh
seemed to burn into his and he felt he could go on kissing her like
this indefinitely.  His tongue slipped out and pressing against the
unresisting barricade of her teeth, gained entrance to her soft, sen-
suous mouth.  Her tongue rose expertly to meet his and performed a
sort of lewd ecstatic dance, teasing and touching his own eager organ.
He dabbed at her throat, feeling the ridged roof of her mouth, the
sharp indentations of her teeth, and pushed at the back of her throat.
Still she sought to swallow more and more of the feverishly drubbing
tongue. Sid felt the buttons of his shirt being opened and then a cool
hand was resting on his chest, playing with the dark curly hair.
Shivers coursed up and down his back and he almost leapt up off the
sofa in a convulsing reaction to the electrifying shock of her touch.
Her tongue withdrew from his  sucking mouth and tailed a path of burn-
ing fire along his face.  Slowly she inched closer to him and Sid
could feel her large, firm breasts pressing hotly against his arm.
His prick was palpitating wildly in his pants and his balls began to
ache from the pressure of his churning sperm.

     Suddenly, her hand reached out and she touched his throbbing
bulge. That's when he balked.  "June ... don't you think this is a
little ... ah... improper ...?"  Without hearing her answer, his blood-
swollen prick leapt to even more agonizing life,  burning like a fire-
brand against his leg.  Her hand never stopped gently massaging his
tormented penis while her darting tongue snaked wetly down, over his
throat and among the crisp hairs on his chest.

     As if with a will of his own, Sid's hand reached up and found her
soft, pulsing breasts.  "Are you sure?"

     "Urn ... hum ..."  Obviously, June had no doubts.

     With  that reassurance, he worked at the buttons of her pink silk
blouse which fell willingly from her tanned shoulders, revealing her
pink bra which gleamed against the golden glow of her skin.  Her heav-
ing breasts swelled up provocatively from the lacy cups, and Sid felt
the moistness of his semen as it seeped impatiently from his engorged
penis, egged on by her relentless ministrations.  Boldly, he unclasped
her bra and drew in his breath at the tempting sight of her firm young
breasts, sweeping  upward to her nipples, jutting out from the pinkish
aureoles.

     His fingers reached out and began to tweak the already rigid buds,
rolling them between his fingers, gently pulling on the tender tips,
eliciting gasps of pleasure from June's throat.  As he felt the turgid
nipples responding to his urging and with his cock jerking almost out
of control, the full impact of what he was doing struck Sid with the
force of a sledgehammer.  He was going to cheat on his wife ... he was
going to fuck this teenage nymph!

     Guilt rose speedily through him as he remembered all the fantasies
he'd had ... how he dreamt about fucking some other woman, taking a
mistress, but he knew they were just dreams.  No harm in dreams.

     But the teasing stroking that this gorgeous half-naked teenager
was giving his bursting cock drove all such thoughts from his head.
Now he had to have this child-woman ... there was no turning back!  He
closed his mouth once more over the delicious  firmness of her breasts
and he realized that she was quivering beneath him and that her breath-
ing was heavier.

     Then his fingers started on her shorts, easing them down over her
hips, his eyes straining for a glimpse of her pubic mound between her
legs.  She raised herself up from the sofa, helping to free herself
from the restraining garment and his eyes fell on her tiny bikini
panties where he could see the black curls of her palpitating pussy
mound twisting out from under the legbands.

     As she lay there on the crinkling leather sofa, her butter color
skin shimmering in the sunlight, Sid cast a surreptitious glance around
him. There was not another human being in sight and the doors were
solidly locked.  Good ...

     June lay stretched out invitingly beneath him, her eyes half-
closed, the sun peeking through the window casting strange patterns on
her body, dancing through the window.  He reached out and tenderly be-
gan to draw her flimsy panty's down over her satiny hips, gasping when
the full vee of her silken black pubic hair came into view, and he be-
gan to imagine the moist entrance of her vaginal opening gleaming
through the dark curls waiting for his touch.  He ran his hands through
along the inside of her fleshy thighs, his fingertips feeling the faint
film of moisture which coated her slender limbs.  He could feel the
inner muscles of her thigh flex against the manly touch and he could
sense the shivers of pleasure which raced up and down the full length
of her unbelievably exciting body.  Her tongue flicked out to moisten
her parched lips and her breath was a shallow rattle in her throat.
His middle finger moved up the silky flesh until he could feel the
crinkly pubic hair brushing against the back of his hand.  He could
see the pink flanges of her softly pulsing vagina contracting and a
few droplets of her lubricating juices wet his hand as he grazed it.
Softly, June began to moan ... low sighs of passion which made Sid
realize that she was more than ready for lovemaking, 

     Abruptly Sid stood and began desperately stripping his pants off.
A twinge of self-consciousness came over him as he stood over her, his
long, thick cock jutting out like a lone tree from the dark forest of
his pubic hair, the head glistening purplish in the light.  I'm going
to fuck her right here in her daddy's study, he thought, becoming even
more aroused at the thought.

     June focused her glance on the throbbing penis dangling over her
and she smiled as she contemplated the width of the bulbous head.

     Sid lowered himself down beside her on the sofa, and drew her to
him,  cupping the moons of her buttocks in his hands, and breathing
deeply of her flesh.  Her body was soft and yielding against him as
he ground his mouth down on hers, locking their lips together in a
bruising all-consuming kiss.  Tremors cavorted up and down her spine
as her fingers reached down and closed around the fleshy protuberance
of his lust-engorged cock.  She spread her legs a little and felt his
pelvis grind against her smooth, slender hips.  His belly glided
against the smooth flat plane of her's and the abrasive rubbing of
his pubic curls against her tremulous pussy acted as a completely new
erotic stimulant.  The young girl squirmed beneath him and began run-
ning her hands exploringly all over his hard body.  Unable to wait any
longer she lifted up and wrapped her legs around him, squeezing hard.
Sid groaned with pleasure as he felt the full fleshy lips of her pussy
contract around his rigid penis which felt about to burst from the
pressure.

     June's pelvis began to gyrate, swirling his cock around in an
unbearable imitation of fucking, and already it felt moist and lubri-
cated from her free-flowing juices, and the sensual aroma of her
secret orifice combined with the redolent air around them intoxicated
him.

     "Do it now ... oh, Sid ... do it to me ..." his new student moaned
through clenched teeth.

     "You put it in!" he whispered hoarsely, taking command of the
situation.

     Eagerly, June reached her hand down, forcing it between their
clamped together bodies and once more her finger curled around his
long suffering cock.  Unhesitantly, she guided the blood-filled column
of hardened mate flesh towards her young and pulsating pussy lips and
moved it up and down the hot eager outer surface, coming to rest at
the throbbing, softly bearded mouth.  He could feel the clasping
petal-like opening grazing the sensitive head of his swollen cock as
it tried to desperately suck his manhood into its gaping hot depths.
Then the   pentup fury of his sexuality was uncontainable and he drove
his cock forward until it slipped inside the elastic ring of her eager
young cunt and it glided easily through the slippery satin sheath.

     "AAAAAaaaaahhhh ..." she moaned, her heart-felt cry a mixture of
lascivious delight and slight shock at the girth of his cock inside her. 
As he continued to slide forward, the smooth walls of her vaginal canal
caressed his granite cock like a velvet glove, until he reached the
very tip of her cervix.  The head of his rampaging prick teased and
jabbed at the hilt of her womb, the sensation bringing little cat-like
moans from the child-woman.  June was flinging her head from side to
side, a rosy blush spreading over her angelic face.

     He began to fuck into her lithe, young pussy with long, hard
relentless strokes all the way up, far into her belly, until he could
go on no further.  Still, he wormed his thick cock around inside her,
probing at her feminine secrets, battering her ceaselessly in the age-
old rite of subjugation.  Her face was a contorted rage of desire as
her fingers dug hard into his shoulders and she returned thrust for
thrust, slamming her uptilted pelvis against him, spreading her
quivering legs even further apart, to help him in her ravagement.

     Perspiration broke out in little rivulets down their bodies, and
Sid could feel the salt-taste of his own sweat as he labored over the
young sinewy girl he had met such a short time ago.  The sun was fading
from the window now as the leather clung to June's flesh as she
thrashed about under his fucking.

     "Ohhhh, God ..." she moaned, almost incoherently, "stick your
finger in my ass ... do it now, please do it!"

     Her blatantly lewd request startled Sid and he was unsure at first
of what to do.  He wasn't sure he'd heard her right at first, but she
continued to beg him, and, almost in a daze, Sid reached down and ten-
tatively pushed between the twisting cheeks of her buttocks.  His
fingertip grazed the tight puckered lips of her anus and June moaned
impatiently.

     "Do it now, please ... do it now!"

     He loosened the tight ring, stroking its elastic resistance with
his finger, and then he rammed it in to the first knuckle, the rubbery
flesh closing tightly in on his digit.  A strangled cry escaped June's
throat and she grimaced with pain, but she immediately began to screw
her rectum down on his finger, seeking to swallow it completely.  He
probed further, to the second knuckle, and then until it was all com-
pletely imbedded in her grasping nether passage.  He twisted it around
inside her, feeling his own still-pistoning cock through the thin mem-
brane dividing the twin channels, and the pulsating veinous underside
of his cock made a strange vibration on his finger as the two intruding
implements fucked into her.

     Her pelvis was flailing wildly between the dual intruders, and
Sid began to saw in and out, his cock and finger in unison, bringing
a shrill unending whine from June.

     His bloated balls felt as if they were on fire and he knew that
he would cum soon.  But he wanted the pleasure of seeing her, this
rich, high-class little bitch, writhing about in abandon from the
orgasm he was giving her, before he spewed his cum into her hot blue-
blooded little belly.  She began to jerk in great body-heaving spasms,
her hips smashing against his.

     "Oh, God, I'm cumming ... fuck me harder, fuck me harder!!!" she
cried.

     The words tore themselves loose from her in a mad jumble and at
the same time, her creamy orgasmic juices gushed around his battering
cock as giant tremors of sexual ecstasy ripped at her insides and the
crashing walls of her gasping vagina milked at his churning prick now
swollen beyond anything he had ever known and her cumming, the supreme
act of submission acted as a signal for his own release and his thick
hot seminal fluid began its headlong dash from his fomenting balls.
His cock jerked again and again as the milky liquid splashed heavily
into her still-quivering belly until finally he was milked dry and
there was nothing left and they lay back on the sweat-dampened leather
couch, already glistening with tiny trickles of shimmering cum-juice.

     Sid lay on his side, looking up at the high ceiling, his teenaged
sexual partner lay beside him, sleeping lightly.  The glow of satiation
fading, Sid felt embarrassed as he glanced over their naked bodies.
The realization that anyone could have heard them in their nude for-
nication, combined with guilt over deceiving his wife, not to mention
June's age, brought a blush of shame to his face. His shame and guilt
began to give way to anger after a moment, anger at the way this rich
girl had assumed his intentions.  As if every man in the world would
give up their marriage to get in her pants!

     His thoughts were interrupted when he felt the youthful sprite
stir beside him, and then she sat up, looking at him.  "Mmmmm, Sid,
I'm going to like learning French from you ..."

     "Yeah, good, because tomorrow we're gonna get down to business
and start conjugating those verbs.  You're father is going to be mighty
angry if he finds out he's paying me to make love to his adolescent
daughter."

				*    *    *

     Later that night as Sid sat in the quietude of his study, absent-
mindedly thumbing through his college French conversation books and the
hordes of foreign literature he'd carried with him over the years of
teaching, the idea that his departing words to June might have been a
trifle cold-blooded filtered into his brain.  But what could he do?
His job was at stake, his reputation, not to mention his marriage.

     Sybil ... Lord what havoc would this new job reek on his marriage?

     Transfixed, an open book in his hands, he listened to the silence
and, hearing the buzz of the television station that had signed off the
air for the night, Sid set down the book and headed for the bedroom.
It would be safe now, and no doubt Sybil would be asleep before the
television set.  God, he wished she'd show more interest and enthusiasm
for life rather than  wasting  her  time before that damnable silver
screen!

     Just as well she was asleep tonight.  Thinking back on the incre-
dible afternoon, his feeling about June had changed to a warmer atti-
tude now. Whatever the reason was for June's interest in him, he was
willing to go along with it.  He wanted to teach her and learn from
her at the same time, and judging by her performance from this after-
noon, he thought wrily, that was a hell of a lot!

     He knew then, that he was caught by that teenage nymph!


CONTINUED IN PART 3...

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