Baby Sister
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Episode 25: PAPICOCK
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 25: PAPICOCK - Colombia is known for its coffee, its poppy fields, and its share of the sexiest women on Earth. Esperanza Blanco and her naïve young 16-year old daughter Maria are sure to wake you up and call you Poppy. America the beautiful just got two of the hottest. Marrying billionaire Oscar Barnett, Esperanza set their future to look bright. Yes, and no! Oscar and his five adult sons had motives, dark motives. Question is, did the Barnett's bite off more than they could chew? Maria was hungry.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual Sharing Wife Watching Incest Mother Brother Sister Father Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Swinging White Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
“This is going to be funny as hades.”
“I know right.”
Wiley Barnett chuckled with his brother Tyson over what they had deviously concocted! “Maria isn’t going to see this comin’.” Camcorder ready in his hand the two brothers stood waiting on little Miss Blanco to hurry back with her hygiene products. “Ain’t no chemicals going through the lines that can hurt her is there?”
“Just the usual. It’s artesian water so the only chemicals are just to keep the fountain clean of moss and all. No stronger than the chlorine in our pool.” A text deviating any further talk Tyson responded to his employee Meryl at the pump house beyond the 12-car garage. “Merlyn’s ready to do her body good.”
“Ain’t we all?”
“Sure nuff! Much as she’s all over us these days I find myself thinking about Baby Sis even at work.” Tyson chuckled! “I do really need a girlfriend. Bad even!”
“Stop by my club I’ll get you one.”
“I still can’t believe you bought that shithole. You know daddy is going to poke you in the forehead for blowing money on something you’d frequent anyways.”
“Yeah, but my being boss I can do what I want.”
“When did the former owner Brandon ever stop you anyways?”
“He tries off and on, but he knows kicking me out would mean my buying land right next door and building another club then hire his gals away. Weren’t no reason to do that when I can just fix up his place and corner the meat market. Ain’t that what Pappy always told us?”
“By meat market he means beef. I should know.” Tyson controlled the cattle aspect of their empire. “I still say daddy is going to roll his eyes at you for buying Brandy out.”
“I need my own career. This is what I’m good at.”
“Partying? I wish I had time to do that. Takin’ Maria outside our home is a big risk Lil’ Brother. Be careful what people tell her, or daddy is going to boot you to the corner. Us training her is one thing, getting her hurt or she realizing we’re using her is another. I dunno about you but I’m kind of fond of the critter.”
“We all are, we just got to keep it in the family. I won’t let Maria get hurt, might even hire a booty guard.”
“Booty guard?”
“Yep! Find me a gal willing to take risks and play the long game like Matty’s doing with this Miranda hottie. Did you see those hooters?”
“Definitely a boob job. A good one though because I didn’t see no scars. Houston, we have a problem ... those tatas are defying gravity.”
“She can circle my world any day. I just hope Matty ... of course, he knows what he’s doing.” Wiley sighed! “Dunno why I questioned that. Obvious she’s hooked on him.”
“Hooked on her. I’ve never seen Matthew beam like he did in taunting her. That or he’s tryin’ out for the newest Bond villain.”
“No ... that would be daddy. COCKtopussy! Get it? Cock to pussy?”
“I got it! Funny! You do have a good point. Here comes little Miss Sunshine.”
Scurrying down the staircase, her tits swirling in transport she made certain the items she was carrying were at her side. Lesson number one, never hide what God gave you. Covering herself up would have gotten her scolded. A woman does not deny appeal. Never ever, ever!
Wiley couldn’t resist recording her descent with his camcorder. Having never once seen a camcorder she wasn’t certain what he was doing. In the past her mother Esperanza kept her from technology. No TV, no computers, no cellphone. It was for her own good. Not even her nannies were allowed such pleasantries. Esperanza herself hid away her cell which was registered to another person to safeguard their existence from very bad people. One being Maria’s father. Baddest of the bad!
Until recently none of them knew that tiny detail. Especially Maria! Had Esperanza made a fatal error in marrying Oscar Barnett? What seemed like a safe distance and a wealthy lover with incredible charm, Oscar seemed like a good solution. Perhaps bad was just wearing another face. Perhaps! But again, Oscar did not know everything. Esperanza had her secrets.
“Shake it Baby Sister.”
Wiley recorded her strut, while she giggled. shaking her tits. With her hands full that was the best option. No wait! A quick twist in step she sent her butt into an attempted twerk, one that nearly made her fall backwards.
“Careful, Ginger Rogers! Freddy ain’t here to pick you up.” As if she knew who Fred Astaire was. For that matter, it was amazing that even the Barnett Boys did. Blame it on Oscar’s love of ballroom dancing and the classics. Further blame being Highbone bringing Oscar up on the good ole’ days.
Swooping in the prevent her tumble Tyson just plucked her up and carried her across the front door threshold as if his bride. Good thing Highbone was around to usher them out. He had no clue what they were up to and simply didn’t care. Bathing supplies noted he could only roll his eyes. Wiley with his camcorder panning on Nigel’s face the old man simply scowled. “Smile Highbone! We’re just going to go have some fun.”
“If I cared, Sir Coyote.” He did, he was just too old and loyal to Oscar to speak up. “Please do not make another mess that I must clean up.”
“Oh, it’s going to get sloppy ole’ son. No worries though! I did discuss getting you help around here with Matty. We’re going to ask daddy when he calls next. Gotta go!” Out the door he darted. Wiley nearly tripped himself. He was too busy a staring at Maria yelling for him to hurry. “On my way, Ginger. Shall We Dance?” That was one of the boy’s favorites.
Quite a stroll out to the courtyard fountain Tyson made it to the sod lawn before making Maria walk, saving her bare feet from being burnt on the concrete walkway. A gentleman he was, for certain. Once she was on the ground running, she raced on ahead of them, ass shaking like a flamenco dancer. Wiley was wasting film and happy to do it. He had extra in his old school camcorder bag. Family heirloom! Kodak moment!
Reaching the edge of the fountain Maria wondered why she hadn’t ventured out here before now. Maybe it was her hesitant fear of Oscar, even if this life size statue was in a glossy alabaster. It was that menacing foot long dick that spooked her, knowing from her brothers that her new stepfather would be the deciding factor on determining if she were really ready to be a woman.
While she adored sex and his sons were all gifted of size Oscar was by far the HEAD of the household. That head was a fist doubled up and then some. Staring up at it from the side in awe she mumbled, “How does Mommy take that?” She couldn’t even finish her thought, her shivering more in tune with quakes.
“That has to hurt. Especially in the bumhole.”
Sucking up her courage she put the fear out of her mind and accepted her fate. “If Mommy can do that ... I can do that. It just feels ... wrong.” Most definitely! Yet, she had no say in the matter. Mommy knew best! At least that was what she was raised to believe.
“She sure stopped shaking that booty when she got up close to Pappy’s longhorn.” Tyson commented! “You think she’s chickening out?”
“I hope she doesn’t freeze up like that on stage at my club.”
“You better take that camcorder with you. I want to see Baby Sister mingling and tingling.”
“Absolutely! Would I miss out on home movies? Best give Meryl a heads up on the milk moustache.”
“Head’s up! HA!” Tyson chuckled and texted his employee Meryl Purdue out at the pump house. A reply of, “Ready when you are Tyson ... don’t be chicken. LOL!” Tyson grumbling at the elder’s response shot back with, “Do I look like a rooster wrangler? All beef old man. You just get hand’s on with the valve. I’m getting ready to put her in the bathtub now. TY-Minus 5 minutes.” All Meryl knew was it was hot as fuck in the pump house. A hurry the fuck up went unheard. Sweating to the oldies!
“You climbing in Maria? That water can’t be that cold, it’s 110 in the shade out here. If we had shade.”
“I am just admiring Oscar. It is a very good likeness of him. Why does he only wear his cowboy hat?”
“Daddy just likes showing off. He calls it Longhorn Manners.” Wiley laughed! Yes, he recorded himself saying that, his father would only agree with that assessment when he viewed the video. “Manor of speaking?” He glared at Tyson busting up. It was pretty funny!
“You afraid of the shower head?”
“I prefer bathing in a tub. Back home in Cartagena we had no standing shower, only a claw bathtub.” Duly noted! Wiley had an idea to pass along to their corral boss Clint out at the stables for tomorrow. There being surveillance cameras out there he’d get a bird’s eye view of everything. Still, Maria nibbled a fingernail between her teeth nervously, Oscar’s statue was just so realistic, almost as if he were simply bronzed over and well-polished to gleam in the sun. That part was a fact, Oscar had an immigrant team out there to polish his statue and clean the fountain once every month. Highly paid, highly trusted!
“Put your stuff down on the ledge and get on in there.” Wiley prompted her with a boot to her behind. Pouting at him she did as she was instructed and stepped over the edge. At least there weren’t fish swimming within the pond, but there were a lot of coins as if a wishing well.
“Why is there money in the fountain?”
“That’s how he pays the Mendez family so he don’t have to send them a check every month.” Tyson glared over the circular wall to peer down at the gold coins glistening in the sun like diamonds. A whisper toward Wiley he clenched his teeth at a realization. “They should be about due to drop out and clean daddy’s pecker.”
“Better warn Matty. Maybe he can have the Mendez gals pop out when I have Maria in town with me. Their daddy won’t take so kindly to us making his daughters strip naked to polish Pappy’s knob just to keep up the clothing is bad for gals. Not that they wouldn’t if Benny wasn’t around. Lord almighty, I love getting those twins naked. Threesomes are the best!”
“That ain’t no lie. We can’t disrespect Benito when they’re all here together or there goes us flirting with Siesta and Fiesta. Now those gals you need to hire for your club.”
“And get shot in the ass by Bennie? Are you bonkers?” Wiley mulled it over! “They are perfect. Not much older than Maria there neither. What, twenty?”
“Their daddy can’t be too stressed out with as much coin as he’s diving for while they’re waxing daddy’s longhorn. I’ve watched those gals on our camera feeds and I’m seeing twin turn-on every time. Benny sure don’t object to them stroking daddy just to earn money. They get into it together almost like they’re horny as hades. What’s sad is, I’m betting those gals don’t get much coin for doing all the work.”
“If you were Benny, would you be up there spit shining Pappy’s pecker? Can’t tell me he ain’t zayin that’s a woman’s job.”
“I know I wouldn’t do it. I recall being grounded once when I was a kid and daddy making me clean it. That was long before Benny crossed the border. Weren’t no fun!”
“That’s what you got for smoking daddy’s last Cuban.”
While the boys were discussing things, Maria waded into the three-foot-deep water, moving right under the foot long alabaster penis. It was so shiny she grew mesmerized by her reflection upon its milky grey exterior. Deciding to graduate into its flow of water she found something unexpected, the water abruptly stopped. Tilting her head from side to side she reached up and patted the humongous crown and rubbed its spillway urethra.
“Tyson? Oscar stopped peeing.”
Hearing her the boys winced at the odd delay, they hadn’t messaged Meryl back to get things started. Looking up at the surveillance cameras the boys saw a blue light flashing. Understanding morse code Tyson noted the secret contact and informed Wiley.
“Matty’s got this.”
“Is anyone home?” Maria ridiculously continued to pat the penis shower head. “Brother’s? I don’t think Oscar likes me.”
“Huh! Ain’t ever seen that thing stop raining down.” Tyson cocked an eyebrow while beginning his act of concern. “Try rubbing daddy’s balls. Maybe...”
“Ohhh, maaaan!” Wiley lowered his camcorder slightly! “You don’t think the White Devil followed us out here, do you?”
“White Devil?” Maria flared her eyes! “But ... this Oscar is not real.”
“Daddy always said the ghosts of our ancestors often roamed the grounds ... kind of like Aunt Harriet does. Could be Grampa Horace coming by to say hi to the newest member of our family.” Tyson winced at Wiley, then at Maria in her awestruck demeanor.
“I never thought of that.” Wiley puckered.
“Is that you Grampa Horse?” Horse/ Horace, the boys tried hard not to laugh. After Maria befriending a ghost concocted by Matty with hologram tech this was almost too much to resist a snicker. Maria was just so innocent in her reactions. “I like horsies.” She began rubbing the massive bronze balls below the penis, cool and hard to the touch. “Like this Tyson?”
“Looks about right.”
“You’d know.” Wiley ribbed his brother! “Wax on wax off!”
“I ain’t ... I’m going to shove that camera up your ass Coyote.”
As they babbled the urethra of the bronze beast began a very soft trickle of white. Eyes bulging over the altering color Maria dropped her jaw. “Brothers? White Devil is here.” The strange realization paused the boys to look at their daddy’s dick. Sure enough, they could see a few dribbles of milk circulating through the lines. “Matty must be ready to get the show started.” Another inspection of the Morse coded blue light, Tyson warned Wiley to start filming more closely. Show time!
“How in tarnation did White Devil follow us out here?” Wiley jested without laughing. I’m betting he wanted Maria to think it was due to her.
“You know the White Devil likes me, Wiley.” She giggled! “But, how can it ... find me through a statue?”
“Grampa Horse!” Tyson again suggested! “Daddy used to tell me our relatives could animate things around the house to let us know they’re still with us. Could be Horace wanting to welcome you to the family Maria.”
“I am very happy here Grampa Horse.” She playfully tried shaking Oscar’s penis like a hand. “I hope Oscar does not get mad that you are in his statue.”
“Daddy and Horace were very close. Grampa taught him everything he knows about business. I’m thinking Horace wants to teach you a lil’ too.”
“How to be a woman?” One track mind Maria! “I am ready Grampa Horse!”
“Could be!” Tyson nodded. “He still trickling?”
“A little! I guess Grampa Horse doesn’t want me to shower in the fountain. He must think I am disrespecting Oscar.”