Episode 47: CHEESY GRIN

“Bye Mom. See you when you get home.”

Dakota McKellen was on her way downstairs to join her sister Sable and her unofficial boyfriend Travis Perbert Herbert. Her father Henry was in the kitchen boiling hot dogs and mac & cheese, a favorite dinner of choice for the girls growing up. While watching their weight that was the one battle of carbs they couldn’t resist. Of late there was a lot of other things the girls could not resist, namely growing up. Their birthdays in under two weeks they were screaming to be taken seriously as adults in every way. Including the need-to-know what sex and the human emotion really had to offer. Both girls still virgins were teetering ever closer to the idea that those days might be ready to be put to bed. Literally!

Wearing a high cut grey tank top with no bra and baggy powder blue drawstring cotton shorts also scissor cut high on her hips Dakota ended her call from her mother halfway down the flight of stairs and looked out over the living room. On their 65’ TV her sister Sable was watching Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, the animated version. Sitting hip to hip with Travis the two giggled amongst each other’s company more than watching Belle sing. While Dakota herself had no fancy for nerd boys like Travis, especially perverted ones she did find them cute together.

Sable herself although a dead ringer for Dakota in every way save for wearing braces, did have a different personality. Dakota much more organized in what to say to people without blushing, and flirtier, left Sable behind when it came to boys and ofttimes older people. Sable was shy to a degree, smarter than Dakota, and awkward in a lot of ways. Yet, the two navigated life bouncing off one another as most twins do, thinking and reading one another’s thoughts often made for a rash of giggles.

Setting foot on the living room floor Dakota moved to the back of the sofa and leaned over the two giddy occupants her right foot pumping up and down on the carpet until Sable looked up and noticed her. Smiling at her sister Dakota rolled her eyes and put a finger to her mouth as if gagging then sneering at Travis. Sable in turn pouted and asked, “What do you want?”

“Come back here a second I need to talk to you.”

“Awww!” She frowned having to leave her couch potato skin friend to join her sister. When getting up Sable quickly took a couch cushion and placed it over the lap of Travis who boasted a hard on from sitting so close to his girl ... friend. She knew it and wanted that darn thing hidden from her sister. Her view nobody else. Shuffling around the couch Travis followed her with his eyes, her dress skirt wrinkled up in back from sitting rode gently higher than it should. He loved the horizon, especially now that she had gotten bolder and took her panties off. It took him awhile to realize it but she did dare to give him hints. Happy camper the couch potato was.

“What’s up?”

Dakota pulled her aside further then whispered, “Mom called. She got my panties back from Corey. She knew somehow. Let’s not tell daddy too much I don’t want him to scold me. Promise me you won’t run your mouth?”

“I won’t say anything more than I already have.”

“I did tell daddy something you don’t know.”

“What? Is it juicy?” Sable grew bubbly.

“Angus ... kissed me today by my locker. Robin even saw it and...” She fidgeted deciding if she should tell her the rest of the story. If she did her sister might freak out. Bad enough she had seen her topless by accident before the kiss ever happened. Having to rescue Dakota with help once was okay, if she knew she might have had to a second time then she would be scared for her. She omitted the rest, “ ... didn’t say a word.” Her mouth was too busy kissing Dakota’s nipple alongside Angus. She was wet just thinking about it all over again.

“He kissed you?” Sable’s jaw lowered, “Did you suck?”

“Suck? Noooo! I didn’t suck anything.”

“No, I meant were you any good at kissing? Why would you think I was asking if you ... you didn’t, did you?”

“Noooo! Don’t be rude. I’m not ready for that kind of thing. It’s scary enough wondering if I’m a good kisser without knowing if I suck at everything else too.”

“I can ask Travis if he would give us kissing lessons.” She bit her nail with brightened eyes hoping Dakota would read her mind.

“Did you two kiss too?” Dakota bulged her own.

“Not yet. Should I let him?”

“Uh? Ew! All yours.”

“I just don’t want daddy to catch us.” Dakota knowing her father was nervous as heck after kissing her she played coy.

“I’ll run interference. Smooch away.” Dakota twirled on the ball of her foot and wiggled off. Her dad could be seen hovering over a stove stirring macaroni to keep it from sticking to the pan. Sable shivered and returned to the couch.

Stepping in front of Travis he reached up and pinched her left cheek, the part that was slightly visible. Chin lowering out of awe she flopped down next to him and sneered. Without looking at his lap she plucked up the cushion and took it away. She wanted to see his tented sweatpants. Being out of school a few days due to his harassment by fellow students it was all about leisure, no underwear to mask his erection one bit. He was pretty stoked by his gift, what he thought was a good size. Far from it but as long as he was happy who cares, right?

Shuffling into the kitchen Dakota snuck up behind her father Henry and surrounded his ribs with her arms, palms on his nearly chiseled tummy. “Dinner ready yet?” Her nipples taunting his back even with shirts between them he had to swallow. Knowing his co-worker Tessa was right about Dakota crushing on her dad seemed really wrong, yet for some reason he just couldn’t tell her to back off.

“Not yet. Wanna grab some scissors and cut the cheese pouch? Gotta Velveeta it up.”

“I can do that.”

She released him and moved to his right for a pair of scissors amid their cutlery set. Henry slid the aluminum foil pouch across the counter toward her and she reached for it at the exact same time. Hands touching, she trembled and smiled up at him. “Thank you, daddy.” He smiled back and lifted his hand away.

Standing next to him she severed the entire top seal and started to turn to throw it away when it fluttered from her fingers to the floor. He noted it’s jailbreak and turned intending to crouch and pick it up, but she beat him to it. In their duel he faced her just as she looked up right at his crotch. There were two rival erections in the McKellen home at the moment. Eyes flaring at his tent she recalled her and Sable hiding in his closet and his real dick right in front of her face. Not to mention catching Henry off guard while drunk in the basement sex skyping with Tessa Harper and her girlfriend Svetlana Goboldsky. This was nothing new, but he had no idea of the either time. Especially her sneaky facial when he detonated, his drunken eyes sealed tightly. She was pretty proud of that moment. Those facials were really hot.

“Sorry Punky.”

“For what? I got ... this.” She didn’t want to stand up but knew she needed to. Noting her behavior as part of his crush revelation he peered down at her tank tops cleavage. As she rose to her feet, she bit her lower lip and flared her eyes at him then licked her fingers of gooey cheese build up from the seal. Sucking her fingertip almost seductively he had to turn away. She knew he was nervous but curious at the same time.

Stepping around him she walked the four feet to the trash can and feigned dropping it again. This time instead of kneeling she bent over to pick it up. Her tight thin shorts offered a tightening imprint of her vagina. “Come here ... you.” She spoke to the elusive seal. Henry had to grit his teeth and focus on the stirring. With a colander waiting in the sink, he tested the tenderness of the macaroni before pouring the noodles into the colander to drain the starch. Dakota being helpful after her trash run reached over Henry’s arm to turn on the water to rinse the macaroni. In doing so her tit grazed across his forearm.

“Careful don’t burn yourself on the pan.”

“Panties? What panties?” She panicked thinking that he knew of Corey’s thievery.

“I didn’t say panties. What’s wrong with you? I can see you’re not wearing any again.”

“You can?” She sucked in her tummy pressing her fingers into her abdomen to check herself out. “Don’t make me go put any on daddy. I’m comfy.”

“Never crossed my mind Miss Adult. I think you and I need to have a long talk about all this kissing and stuff. I’m ... still uneasy about your requests.” He whispered.

“You don’t have to teach me daddy. I’ll figure it out on my own. Even if Angus dumps me before I’m any good.”

“Angus? Ah, yeah, the boy at school. The kissing bandit.” He played dumb.

“I was really red when he kissed me. Kids laughed.”

“Kids can be cruel. Been there done that in my day. I was bullied until I put on some body mass.” She looked right at his erection when he said mass. Lifting her chin he said, “You don’t need to be so obvious Punky.”

“I ... can’t help it daddy. I ... want Angus to know I can do anything. Be what he wants to keep.”

“And, looking at my ... plumper connects me to what Angus needs how?”

“Don’t embarrass me daddy.” She smiled turning red, “I’m ... just ... learning.”

“Get some plates. Soon as I mix in the cheese dinner’s ready. Go ask Travis if he wants to eat with us, I made extra dogs.”

“He’s the dog...” She giggles again gagging herself with an index finger, “ ... but okay.” He frowned at her rude comment until he thought about it. Travis did have a serious case of puppy dog eyes for Sable.

Ten minutes prior to Henry’s instruction toward Dakota, Sable and Travis were getting a little touchy feely on the sofa. With emotions bending curiosity, Travis made some moves he expected to be punished for. Hand on her leg lightly rubbing from knee upward over time. She watched their movie one second without acknowledging him then sheepishly grinning his way the next. Blushing inevitable for both of them she tried to rub his leg too but kept getting embarrassed enough to retreat.

Finally, Travis took her hand and put in on the upper thigh of his sweats, fingers mere inches from a high-rise erection. She flared her eyes then shot glances toward the kitchen to be certain she wasn’t being watched. Temptation led her to hold her breath and reach over to pinch the crown of his dick between an index finger and her thumb, pulling away just as quickly.

“Woah!” Travis bulged his eyes at her sudden bravery. Looking over her toward Henry and Dakota for safety Travis opted to join her teasing by reaching over and cupping her right tit then shared in her blush. Fighting the giggles, she took another chance and poked a nail against his balls just to see them move. The two crushes were crushing it.

After seeing one another nude already, if not by choice the thoughts were always in hiding. She liked Travis, he adored her, the rest was just getting over the shyness. Before Travis could decide upon his next temptation, she stood up slyly looking at her dad and sister with their backs turned to them. Taking his hand Sable quickly encouraged Travis to follow her upstairs. “Where are we going?” He whispered.

“My bedroom.” She razzed him then took the lead silently taking one step at a time. At the top of the stairs, they crept to her room, and she ushered him in. Cautiously closing her door, she led him to her bed and sat him down. “Just sit there.”

She stepped back grinning cheesily at him, uncaring that he saw her braces and took her dress off. With only a bra on currently she removed it before his eyes and tossed it at him jokingly. You know Perbert Herbert, straight to his nose. Dancing in step for ten seconds she scurried to her dresser for a pair of shorts which she put on with her back to Travis. Bending forward to step into them her ass showed off its beauty, pussy winking his direction. Before pulling them up she looked over her shoulder to see if he was watching. Of course, he was.

Hand down the front of his sweats Travis was jerking off. Dropping her jaw at his necessity she recalled watching him the day at Piper’s pool. Then when he was tied up naked in the gym. Seeing him jizz both times she was curious to witness it again. In a sense she wanted to know just how much he liked her. Leaving her shorts undone and droopy she used her finger to her lips and tiptoed to her bedroom door, easing it open to make sure her father wasn’t outside. Secure she shut it again and stepped toward her bed and sat beside him. “Let me see it.”

“Whoa!” was all she could get out of him as before. He was in shock and eager at the same time. Lifting up he tugged his sweats down and let his penis bob in front of her. She flared her eyes toward it then took his hand back to his girth with curling fingers.

“Do it for me.”

“You do it for me.” He laughed at the opportunity. Another shy grin she had to take another look out her door for safety reasons. Topless with her pink shorts hanging low she peeked out. Still no one. Latching her door, she leans her back to it and lets her shorts drop to her ankles. Moving her fingers to her pussy she began rubbing her clit, which she was getting quite good as of late in the privacy of her bedroom. Shyness pushed away as best she could they watched each other closely. She was terrified if nothing else that her dad would walk up checking on them. With Travis knuckling his cock hard he wanted her closer. Patting the bed for her to sit with him she let her guard down and peeled her back from the door. One step away her door came flying open and colliding with Sable’s backside.

“Dinner’s ... beddy...” Dakota barged in without knocking. Seeing Travis on her sister’s bed jerking very close to cumming Dakota bulged her eyes then corrected herself, “ ... ready.”

“Don’t tell daddy.” Sable faced her sister in her nudity except for her shorts covering her feet.

“Holy Moley!” Dakota felt as if she walked in on the one thing she never ever expected. Truth, was she had. “What are you two freaks doing?”

“Get in here.” Sable tried to pull Dakota inside, but it took effort to shut her door.

“I don’t want to see ... him ... do ... that.” Maybe she did. Hiding behind Sable they observed Travis destroying his cock with rapid friction. Unable to touch herself in front of Dakota, Sable just covered her chest with her forearms.

“Get dressed.” Dakota informed her sister. “Daddy might come up.” Cum up someone did. Snarling at the girls they froze in step and witnessed Travis shooting cum two feet into the air. Eying it’s decent to her carpet the twin’s dropped their jaw.

Sable mumbled in awe of his performance. “That was awesome.”

“That was gross.” Dakota winced behind her. Shoving Sable toward the bathroom connected to her room she made her stay in there while she got her clothes. Plucking up her pink shorts to hand them to Sable her sister changed her mind.

“Wait! Mini skirt bottom left drawer of my dresser. I want to be free.”

“Free is the best.” Travis laughed still jerking off aiming for a second round with Dakota there as inspiration. Hurrying to the dresser Dakota found the skirt and turned. Tripping over her own two feet she landed in front of Travis on her knees, hand on his leg by pure accident. Perfect timing the bedroom door opened up and Henry saw Dakota on her knees, Travis with his dick out pumping until he realized Henry was there. Panic striking home as it looked just as incriminating of what Travis and Sable endured at the gym, Henry growled.

“Am I interrupting something?” Henry seeing it was Dakota by her gnashed teeth with no braces rolled his eyes, “What did I tell you earlier?” He recalled her joking about having Travis show her what a boy liked. “Go to your room.” Dakota whimpered at her misfortune. “You! Put that thing away and go home.”

“I-I’m sorry Sir.” Travis felt miserable having to leave Sable.

“DAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDYYYYYYY!” Sable howled from her bathroom, “I don’t want him to go home.” Henry ducking his head in further saw Sable herself hiding behind her bathroom door looking at him.