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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 3 "Sid, we have to pay the rent this week or Mr. Hansen's going to have us evicted! How could you be so irresponsible? You know I can't pay it out of the money I make from taking in sewing," she complained. Sybil refused to let up her tirade as she cleared the breakfast dishes from the table. In the month since Sid had started teaching the Dunlap sisters, everything seemed to take second place. Sid's meager contri- bution of taking out the garbage and cleaning out the garage had since ceased, and Sybil was getting tired of having to take full responsibil- ity for everything. "Damnit! I said I'd get to it," Sid stormed. "Just quit nagging me, will you?" Sybil, fighting back biting words of anger, dashed out of the kitchen and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and kicking the wall. She'd lost her temper completely, something she hadn't done since Sid last tried to do those awful things in bed with her. "The irresponsible bastard! He leaves everything up to me! I'd like to get out this goddamned house once in a while myself! But no.. I have to stay here and fix broken zippers and hem dresses for other women to pay the rent." She felt more than angry at Sid ... a slow, burning hatred was taking over her being and controlling her mind. She felt just like the bills ... forgotten, neglected, unwanted. Sid seemed to be living in a different world lately. At times, he was moody and dreamy and wouldn't come out of his study. At other times he'd come home from the Dunlaps and sleep until morning without even trying to make love to her! It seemed he'd lost all sense of time in these past weeks. * * * Sid stepped on the accelerator, thankful to leave his bickering wife behind closed doors. Sybil had been giving him a hard time lately he grumbled, as he stepped on the car's gas and roared out of the driveway. Maybe she was right to complain, he thought, but a man just had to have room to grow once in awhile. And he'd been growing, all right ... inside June's tight little pussy! It was almost impossible to think about paying the rent and making car payments with June around. The Dunlap girl was young, he thought, but she had a maturity about her that put Sybil to shame! She was intelligent, eager to learn, and eager to teach. Why he'd gone years with Sybil without getting laid properly ... and it had taken only one ph one call to settle that as well as his formerly distressing financial situation! * * * May Dunlap sat in a chaise lounge beside the kidney-shaped swimming pool, its turquoise water winking back at her in the mid-morning sun. In her lap a French book was opened and she muttered through her present verbs of to be. "Je suis, tu es ..." Someone was tapping her on the shoulder and, turning, she saw her older sister leaning over her shoulder, squinting down at the open page. "You're so serious, May ..." her older sister said with a sigh. "You've been studying too hard. But I can t hink of something else that's hard that you'd really like!" May's eyes brightened. Her sister June was so mischievous, so full of life ... but sometimes she got in trouble for all that curiosity. "Like what?" "Like our tutor's cock!" "What ... ? He's married! My gosh, June, don't you eves quit?" the younger sister chided, her cheeks blushing with the intimacy of her claims. She closed up her book, a knowing expression on her face. "So that's why we've had only two hours of practice a day. Now I see! And I thought you were just giving me time to 'study." May's dark eyes sparkled big. "You wanna try out our teach ...? "Oh, June I couldn't ..." She paused. "Or could I?" the thirteen year old mused out loud. How this crazy chain of exchanged lovers between her sister and herself had started was still a mystery to the youngest Dunlap; still, she hadn't been disap pointed yet by her sister's generous offer of her lovers. "Okay ..." Her cheer clouded. "But how?" "Simple ..." her sister directed, sitting down on the squeaking chaise lounge. "When Sid comes to our house he always goes right to the study. He'll wait till I get there ... we always make love first thing in the morning before you come down from dressing. Sometimes it's a quickie because we never know when to expect your knock on the door. So all you have to do is be there, and habit will take care of the rest." * * * June was right. Sid parked the Chevy in in the service driveway, grabbed his book-laden briefcase from the backseat of the car and whistled his way to the door, Sybil's nagging behind him. Lottic answered the knock, and with the confidence of familiarity, the tuto r headed for the study, gave his appearance a quick appraisal in the mirror, popped a dynamint in his mouth to cover up the acrid taste of coffee, and waited. The moments of expectation were long, torturously bittersweet ones. What would June be wearing? Her peach colored negligee ...? A stylishly European caftan ...? Her string bikini under a terry swim robe ...? That sixteen year old bundle of beau ty had never let him down yet. Without fail, he was always excited before she even entered the room, as if her magnetic appeal could penetrate walls and doors like a bionic monster from a science fiction movie. Finally, the door opened. There she stood: a black haired Goddess wearing a short tennis dress with delicate hand woven lace adorning the bodice and a pair of sandals oil her feet. "June, you ravishing little piece of ass, come over here and sit next to your teacher." He reached out for her. "Voulez vous couchez avec moi?" he teased. Surprisingly, she drew back from him, stepping backwards out of his reach. "What's wrong?" he asked, suddenly worried that he'd done something to offend her, or worse still, someone might be watching. May's exquisite features recomposed themselves, and she smiled reassuringly at the man before her. He was very handsome, she thought, suddenly realizing why her sister had fallen for a man twice her age plus two. "When are we going to start the lesson?" she inquired. Sid blushed and felt a momentary flush of anger. After all he'd done with this girl, why was she turning off to his advances like this? There was something different about her today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. His rampant penis, however, jerked upward a little more at each sway of the full, sensual hips before him, and he found that this new attitude of hers was highly stimulating, whatever its cause. "Do you think we have enough time?" asked May, sitting down on the sofa next to the French teacher who's eyes raked over her golden flesh with such penetration that she could almost feel his fingers on her already. "I mean we wouldn't want my siste r walking in on us, now would we, Sid?" It was a teasing chide, aimed at his patience, and it worked. "All the more reason to get on with it, little girl," Sid rasped, his fingers working with practiced haste at his belt buckle, then flew to his shirt to rip that off. In a second he was naked, stripped to the skin. His uncommonly big prick sprang up, semierect; joyfully free, the head gleaming in the window's sunlight, and May sat there, gaping at it, as if mesmerized by the sight. "Oh, it is lovely," she breathed, all interest in her book gone, "and so big!" she licked her lips, running her pointed little tongue around their fully provocative plumpness, her eyes fixated on his growing cock. Unlike her sister, her sexual expe rience was sketchy; still, she knew the rudiments, and what she didn't know, she feigned. "I want to make it bigger ... let me suck it until it's bigger, much bigger." Something about the way she said this made Sid wonder what was going on. She acted as though she'd never seen him in the nude before. With that, May began to unzip her tennis dress. Sid watched the garment fall away from her well-filled shoulders, leaving her dressed only in a push-up bra and lace panties. His eyes followed the voluptuous line of her well-built body and he sudde nly realized that there was something different. Her breasts didn't seem as full today, still he watched agog, eyes staring in disbelief as she began to unhook her bra and in seconds her breasts fell free ... golden silky smooth orbs, the nipples like b rown eyes, already squirming into rigidity. He gaped as he saw her slip her hands inside her lacy stretch panties and gently ease them down over her flowing hips, exposing the glossy pubic triangle at the vee of her well-shaped legs, She stepped out of her panties, and as casually as if she were alone in her own bathroom she stood there, her head and shoulders thrown back, her high, perfectly swelled breasts jutting out proudly like twin snow-capped mountain peaks. Her trim wai st flared to perfectly molded hips, which fell to long slender, aristocratic legs, so smooth, so velvety. She thrust out her pelvis, her hipbones straining and Sid could see the Sliver of her sparsely hair-lined cunt lips, already moist with the flowing of her vaginal juices, offered to him unequivocally. He stared at her pussy, and noticed immediately that something was different. There was no rose petal! May ...! her name gasped past his arid throat but he couldn't say another word. He knew now that this was June's little sister. But why? Wha t kind of practical joke was this? Her loveliness, her stark sensuality overcame him and he could only stare, his eyes bulging. He could feel the pinpricks of desire pinching at his cock creating an almost unbearable ache that demanded relief. Taking his hand in hers, she communicated her own desire. They lay down on the sofa, the daily scene of lovemaking. May's eyes fastened greedily on Sid's ever-growing prick. "Oh, Sid," she breathed, "June was right ... it's really beautiful!" the thirteen year old complimented. And without another word, she reached towards him and cupped his expanded cock in her two hands. He jerked up off the sofa at the electrifying touch of her cool fingers on the bloated sensitive periphery of his penis and moaned as he felt her run her fingertips along its length. He felt her nail scrape the bulbous bead and jab momentarily at the tiny glans opening from which he knew lubricant was already seeping. Her long slender fingers toyed with the pulsing, webbed underside, testing the resiliency of the sperm-carrying tube, and trailing along till they came to the flaccid, wrinkled sac of his testicles. He hissed out a harsh groan at the tentaclelike fingers gently squeezed his testes, sending chills shooting through him. May was still staring at the rock-hard cock, as if fascinated by the result of her expert manipulations, and now she lowered her lovely, dark head towards his groin and her little tongue flicked out and licked lightly at the grotesquely distended pi llar of masculinity. "Oh, Christ ..." he muttered, turning his head from side to side as he felt the first warm wet sensation of her tongue coating his prick with hot saliva. She ran it up and down its full rigid length, accustoming herself to every inch, every crevice of it, probing at the base, rooting among the wiry tufts, searching for the very foundations. Then she painted his balls with her hungry mouth, trying to catch as much of the wrinkled flesh as possible. Sid writhed on the sofa. To lie there, and be sucked off by this thirteen year old girt, yes, that's what she was! But perverted as it was, it felt oddly natural having his cock sucked ... and sucked damn well ... by the exquisitely beautiful litt le sister of his teenaged lover. And it felt so good, so goddamn good! May's lips closed thirstily over the now-enormous head of his cock and she gasped aloud as she formed a firm circle with her mouth about the rigid rod of flesh just below the head. Then she squeezed on it, while her tongue flitted in and out of the tiny slit at the head, noting that spasms of profound pleasure were shaking their tutor's body. Her lips slipped farther down the moistened rod until the head was pushing against the back of her throat. But still she kept on taking more and more of th e huge organ into her mouth until it reached the top of her esophagus! Mmmmm, she wondered in the swoon of ecstasy, can I take it all in without gagging! Gosh, I've only done this once before. Raising his head slightly, Sid saw her bend over him on her knees, a faint sheen of perspiration coating her face, as she blushed from the sheer exertion of what she was doing. But there was a look of complete joy on her face as she worked over him and the sight of his purple cock disappearing between the smooth oval of her rosey lips, increased his pleasure a thousand-fold. Then she released his prick for a moment and began to lick his badly churning balls once more with great sweeps of her tong ue, tickling the ridge between the testes and then dropping below to the crevice of his buttocks, teasingly moving lower, pushing his legs up and back and opening the cheeks of his buttocks with her thumbs. He gasped in surprise as he felt her pointed t ongue dabbing snakelike at his anus and chills of forbidden pleasure raced up and down his spine. She stiffened her tongue until it was as rigid as buckram and began to probe harder at his untested sphincter, until his loins were threshing about frenzie dly in surprised delight. Then, once more lowering his legs back down, she returned to his prick, which was huge and bloated, throbbing with an intensity all its own. Again she enclosed it in her mouth, establishing a slow sucking rhythm by sliding her soft ovaled lips alon g its almost never-ending length right down to the base, and then slipping back along its palpitating surface until just the head was still imbedded in her mouth, while at the same time, milking his balls in almost unbearable time to the oral fucking she was subjecting her mouth to. Sid felt as if his lower torso was on fire. Great hot flames were licking at his loins and his sperm were rioting around in his balls, pressuring for release. His head was spinning and he ground his teeth in anticipation of the shattering orgasm h e knew was coming and at the same time, willing it away for just another moment of ecstatic pleasure. "I can't trust either of you for a moment!" The voice rang through the door, and Sid sat bolt upright his eyes wide opened his mouth hanging like broken hinge. June had found them! She came into view, wearing only a towel, sarong-style, which just covered the twin mounds of her breasts and barely covered her pubis. He knew it was stupid time to think about it, but Sid felt he had never seen her looking so appealing ... her le gs still moist and her hair wisping from the steam of her bath. "I see you two have the lesson off to an early start!" June said with a sarcastic note. He saw her eyes fall on his ponderous prick and was self-conscious at the way it stuck up like a flag, waving blue and purple in the sunlight, a drop of cum from his just-thwarted orgasm glistening in the slit at the top. May knelt there, looking a t her sister, her hand still squeezing at his balls. "How could you do this to me, May?" June asked, a feigned, pained expression on her face. "I just couldn't help it, June ..." May answered in a low voice. Sid didn't know where to look next. He felt mortified at being found like this by June and was afraid she wouldn't understand that he had thought it was her at first. "Look, girls ..." he began in a conciliatory voice. "You stay out of this!" they chorused together, making Sid feel like a chastised schoolboy. "What are, we going to do?" the older sister asked. "I guess we'll have to share him," the younger Dunlap said in practiced reply. With that, June let her towel drop from her body. "What are you two talking about?" Sid stammered. He'd already been planning to slip away as soon as possible. He was answered by a burst of girlish giggles and then he felt a hand against his chest and he was pushed over backwards on the carpet. Chaos ensued for a moment until he felt his cock become warm and moist again, the hypnotizing slipping of a warm buttery mouth down over its almost full length, the gently insistent milking of his balls. He was just about to raise his head when he felt a warm moistness over his face, a weight on his chest, and then his breath was cut off for a moment. Opening hi s eyes, he looked up and saw a soft dark forest, surmounted by a flat smooth belly, rising to upswept breasts proudly pointing. Her head was thrown back and he could just catch a glimpse of a black mane. It must be June, he thought, or is it May? She settled back on his chest and then closed her thighs around his face, easing the damp pinkness of her pussy over his nose and mouth. Heat was rising in his groin again as May, or was it June, continued to lick along the underside surface of his cock, slavering lovingly over its growing girth, jerking his scrotum with a stormy hand. The sweet feminine smell of the pink furrowed pussy on his face assailed his nostrils and his own warm breath returned, cunt-scented, to add to his fervor. He stabbed out with his tongue and began to emblazon trails of fire in its warm hair-lined folds, bringing gurgles of pleasure from the girl above. He probed with his tongue at the satiny softness of the hair-lined outer lips, feeling their swollen fleshiness, biting at their pliant edges. His tongue found the crinkle-edged inner lips, tiny and ragged, and taunted them mercilessly. He came upon the burgeoning button of her clitoris, already a hard bud, and holding it firmly with his teeth, licke d at it relentlessly with his laboring tongue, feeling it growing and expanding under his oral lashing, wringing shrieks from the passion-ridden girl, who was twisting around an his face, trying to escape the maddening ministration. His tongue roamed at will, dabbing at the luscious chiffony flesh, until it found the dark, private sensitive opening to her body. It darted inside, and he could feel her velvet cunt walls contracting, opening and closing on his tongue. He could taste the nectar-like juic es and seepage of her downy pussy, which dripped down around his tongue and fell into his mouth and dribbled down his chin. She was rocking about on his face, his knees clenched over the crown of his head. All along his face, he could feel the smooth s ilkiness of her inner thighs and the soft curliness of her pubic hair tickled his nose. Looking up he could see her full, jiggling breasts bobbing, like buoys at sea. Reaching up he encompassed each firm, ripe melon in his hand and felt with pleasure the smooth resiliency of their alabaster-like flesh. The hardened nipples were like thorns butting against his palms and he could feel the contraction of the wrinkled areolae as they strove to greater rigidity. A sense of weightlessness took hold of him as he licked and lapped with his tongue in time to the sucking of the mouth below on his near-bursting cock and his mind began to wander into a mistiness of sensuality. He was brought back to reality by a knock on the door which rattled in his brain. In the height and dizziness of their passion, they had failed to hear the maid pounding on the door. Nonplused for a moment, Sid stopped slavish licking of the cunt squashed against his face, but the vacuum-like sucking of his enormously erect cock continued unabated, in spite of the pounding. He could sense the girl's approaching orgasm and she began to mash her helplessly aroused pussy harder down into his face, her entire loins rimming his nose and mouth, so that he had difficulty breathing. She clasped his soaking hair and pulled fur iously on it while she strained to climax, bucking about over him. He rammed his tongue deep up into the churning mouth of her cunt, bringing cry after tortured cry from her lust tormented throat. Her maddened thrashing made a wet sluicing sound as her heated loin ground hungrily on the surface of his face and her breasts felt slippery as he tried to clutch at their wildly dancing fullness. The image of a mermaid entered his mind, wet, sensuous, rising from the sea, and the thought renewed his feveri sh tongue slashing far up into her smooth cuntal depths, where he could feel the sinewy walls closing in on his tongue, desperately trying to tear it from its roots. Then he felt her stiffen, her entire body straightening like whiplash, and he heard her voice in gasping sobs? "Aaaaahhhhh ... oooh, God, I'm cummmmming!!" Her whole body seemed to shatter over Sid, and he could feel the wild vibrations as they passed from her shimmering cunt up through her body, like myriads of electric shocks. She arched her slender back and then jerked uncontrollably, moaning and w ailing to the skies, as a wildly cascading flood of her sexual juices spilled down over his face to slid down over his chin and neck. The tremendous force of her tumultuous orgasm loosened the control Sid had over his own climax, prolonging the exquisite pleasure, and just as he felt that his sperm bloated balls would burst, the torrents of his hot jetting sperm let loose. He gro und up his pelvis against the voraciously sucking girl, sinking his member in her voraciously milking mouth up to the hilt, as the searing hot sperm exploded down her gulping gullet. "Nnnnnggghhh00000HHH Aaaarrrggghhhh!" he moaned and gurgled into the cunt of the still-twitching girl above, and with one final outrageous paroxysm, spurted his last drop of lust heated semen deep into the still pumping oval mouth of the young sist er below him. His last orgasmic spasm disengaged the swooning beauty on his chest and all three gradually fell in a drenched tangle on the floor, panting in great gulps. Minutes later, his breath back to normal, Sid looked up at the two girls. They were laughing and giggling, their bodies sleek and shiny from their lovemaking, their hair entangled. God they are identical, he thought, as he looked at their glistening bodies. His unfinished question brought another bout of twittering, until finally, one of them said, "Guess ..." "I couldn't," Sid answered, smiling. "Then we won't let you go until you find the rose petal!" the decadent sisters laughed together and Sid nodding in agreement, reached over towards the two eager and waiting girls, the French lesson forgotten for the day. CONTINUED IN PART 4... Kristen's collection - Directory 5