Two Daughters
Copyright© 2023 by JohnMurray4173
Chapter 7
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 7 - A mid-thirties married man is enticed into deflowering his best friend's two daughters.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Ma Fa mt ft Teenagers Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching BDSM DomSub Light Bond Rough Spanking Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Oriental Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Facial Oral Sex Pegging Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Water Sports
October fourth seemed to take an age to finally arrive, and when it did, Ness had a night shift, so around midday, stretching and yawning and wearing nothing but the tiniest thong I could imagine, Vanessa wandered from the bedroom.
“Has the postie been yet?” She yawned before kissing my cheek.”
“If he has, I haven’t heard him,” I replied.
But when she put on a robe and opened the door, there was a card from the mailman saying that no one was home and would leave the registered letter at our local post office for me to pick up.
Stamping her foot, Vanessa bitched, “Now I won’t be able to see it until tomorrow!”
“I’m sorry you won’t be able to see my registered letter until tomorrow, babe. But, Princess, I guess you’ll just have to suck it up like the big girl that you are.”
Vanessa glared at me before grinning and giggling, “I was being a little precious, wasn’t I?”
Holding my finger and thumb about a centimetre (1/4 inch) apart, I confirmed, saying, “Only about this much!” I changed from indicating the amount by my finger and thumb to flinging my hands as far apart as possible as I completed my sentence.
“Asshole,” Ness grinned.
“Bitch,” I replied, but let’s not go there, or you’ll be on your back with your legs up in the air praying to ‘Gawd’ again!”
“And the problem with that is?” Ness saucily asked.
“That you’ll want to go again after seeing Tanya’s photo tomorrow!”
“And the problem with that is?”
And, you know? I couldn’t see even one damned problem with it. So I tossed her over my shoulder, smacked her bum, and took her back to bed.
Grateful that our local Post Office opened for a half day on a Saturday, I drove up and picked up the letter as Ness slept her night shift off. Of course, I was tempted to open it before she got up, but it was much more fun to open it with her, so I sat it on the kitchen table and tried unsuccessfully to think about something else.
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