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Mel Marshall: Two-way sisters

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Fumbling in haste, Bobbi's hands shot down to the hem of her pleated skirt. Lifting with her left hand, she found her aching fun-button with her right. She rubbed and caressed it fervently, thrusting her hips forward slightly with each stroke.

Now Dave lowered his head. His tongue flashed out of his mouth and the tip began to lash the tight knot of her sister's clit. She began to squirm and undulate there on the bed in reaction to his tonguing. He stopped for just a second, seeming to savor the taste of her on his tongue. Then, using his whole tongue instead of just the tip, he began to lick her entire gash from bottom to top. She saw him pause at the top to twirl around the base of her sister's red, extended clit. Then again at the end of a downstroke, he stopped momentarily to drive his tongue as far into her cunt as he could.

Bobbi felt her own approaching orgasm rushing up on her even as her sister's moans picked up in loudness and intensity. There was no long, lazy buildup to this one. This was fast. Immediate. She had never felt so excited! Her sister's cries ended suddenly in one short howl of release. She watched the body rock and buck on the bed.

Turned on by her sister, Bobbi was drowned by the tidal wave which engulfed her. She jerked, thumbing her clit, and this time could not help the guttural cry which left her. Fortunately, the couple inside was oblivious to all besides their own pleasure.

That had been some night. Later she watched again, but this time from the safety of the kitchen. It had been good, and she came again. But it wasn't as good as the first time. She had watched several times since then, but had not worked up the necessary courage to repeat her daring sneak to the glass doors.

Guess that makes me a voyeur, she thought. I should be ashamed of myself. But I'm not. I'll do it again, first good chance I get.

She realized that she was staring at the ground, lost in her erotic memory, and that the light had changed. She was surprised to see a car beside her, ignoring the signal to go. Looking inside, she noticed two young men. Although she couldn't see the driver very well, one of the guys was sticking his head out the window. After running up her body from her feet, the eyes stopped at the shadow between her well-developed breasts. After a second, the blue eyes in the square face looked directly into her own.

"Need a ride, friend? You looked a little lost."

There was a tattered sticker on the door that said GO, ROADRUNNERS, GO! Kids – Atom Southwestern State University, obviously. Football players, probably.

"Uh, no, thanks. I can find my way. Don't want you to drive out of your way."

"No problem. We're going whatever way you're going. Hop in." He smiled as he walked, motioning to the back seat with his head.

"No, I told you, I'm fine. Besides, I like to talk."

"Yeah, I can see that," he said, eyeing her trim legs again. "C'mon, we'll give you a ride."

There it was again, that old need to dominate, the same tired lines. She didn't like to be forced.

"Look, what do I have to say? I don't want a ride."

He grinned in mock disbelief. "Well, that's really too bad. Because we want to give you one. Anywhere you want, doesn't matter. What do you say?"

Her growing exasperation boiled over. "Look, if I wanted to ride, I'd take the bus, OK? Now fuck off and let me be."

His grin dissolved at her harsh words. "OK, suit yourself. Bitch," he added. The tires squealed as they turned the corner in front of her, throwing up pebbles as they went.

Why do they have to be like that? She just didn't like the way men came on to her. And it always seemed like the same approach. The only difference was in sophistication. Some guys try to pick you up on street corners, others take you out to a fancy restaurant for an expensive meal. Then they try to make you feel guilty if you won't let them stick their cocks up you for repayment. To hell with that.

In a hurry to reach her destination, she ran across the street. Only a half-block away now. She could see Mr. Giddings lounging on the front porch of his house, a newspaper in his hands and a glass of something by his side.

She felt annoyed that she even had to talk to him at all. Oh, he was polite enough, but she didn't like the way his eyes glued themselves to her whenever they had any sort of conversation together. She could almost feel the tracks they left over her body when he thought she wasn't watching him. But she didn't want to offend him in any way. You can never tell when the hot water heater might go on the blink, or when an oven door might fall off. Even at her age, she knew the value of a little feminine charm.

She prepared herself as she went up the wooden steps. Licking her lips, she put on a bright smile which exposed her white, even teeth.

"Hi, Mr. Giddings. You look comfortable."

"Oh, hi, Bobbi," he said, lowering the paper to his lap. "I am. Care to join me? I've got some cold tea mixed up if you want some. I'd enjoy some company, especially yours."

"No, I'm afraid I can't. I'm going out tonight. But I did want to give you the rent money for next month. I have it right here."

"Fine, you're right on time again. You're one of the best tenants I've ever had."

And, he added to himself, you're definitely the sexiest. He loved to watch the jiggle of her bouncing boobs inside whatever she was wearing. The way her long, dark hair brushed over her tits as she rummaged in her purse… He felt his cock begin to rise at the thought. How he would like to run his hands over her flat young stomach, over the smooth muscles of her almost boyishly small ass.

He shifted his weight slightly in the chair to ease the pressure of his swelling cock, which was trying to escape the imprisonment of his pants.

It could happen, he thought. It's bound to eventually, if I play my cards right. He took the money she handed him.

"It's all there. Now I've really got to go and get ready, or I'll be late. See you later."

"I'm sure it is," he said as he put the roll of bills in his pocket without counting it. A thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Listen, I'm going up into the mountains tomorrow. Just a day trip, nothing elaborate. I'm going to get a picnic lunch ready tonight. You're welcome to come along if you want. Na big deal, just some driving around, maybe a little walking, and I know a great little spot with trees and a stream where we can eat lunch. I know you're underage and all, but I have some great wine I'd like you to try. Wouldn't be so much fun by myself. I know you don't have a car. Be a lot cooler up in the mountains, too."

There it was again, she thought. But at least he wasn't trying to order her around like he was her father or something.

"Thanks, Mr. Giddings, but I really can't. I have to help my sister tomorrow. When school starts I won't have much time to help her out. But thanks anyway."

"OK, that's fine. I just thought you might want to get out of the city for a little while. If you change your mind, just let me know."

"I'll do that. Bye."

She made her way up the flight of stairs. She paused at the landing at the top, finally finding her key at the bottom of her purse. After going in, she shut the door behind her firmly and locked it. She looked at the clock on the table, noting with satisfaction that almost an hour was left before Ron was due to come by to pick her up.

Good, she thought. Plenty of time for my come fun.

She slumped down on the couch. She was still plenty turned on from having watched the session at her sister's. She liked to imagine Ron screwing her sister while she watched. But not in a secret, furtive way as she so often did. She liked to think of them fucking in the same room as she was in, letting her see at very close range every move they made, while she played with herself. In her mind she saw the thick pillar of Ron's cock poised at the entrance to her sister's cunt.

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