0 comments/ 95235 views/ 4 favorites In The Closet By: Enlightenment Her slut of a mother was off in the Bahamas or wherever else she damn well wanted my fathers my money to take her. Leigh would say that my bastard father was away screwing whatever French maid would accept him. Despite our feelings for our step parents there was a very easy flowing relationship between my step sister Leigh and myself. Back up a bit. My parents got divorced very early on - my father was always too damn devoted to work to care about mother or I. She left him and took a massive slab of his financial worth but father cared little - in fact he was already lining up number 2. Leigh’s father was a small time carpet retailer who couldn’t keep his hands to himself (or to his wife) which left of course to her leaving him and dragging Leigh with her. It was during her move that she walked into my fathers office to apply for a job. She probably gave great head for she got the job and soon more than a simple boss/secretary illicit affair began. This is where mother left but father cared little for as I said he was lining up miss tarts mother. I remember meeting Leigh for the first time. It was at bullshit thanksgiving and let me tell you I would have fallen off my chair if I wasn’t so keen on hiding my arousal. Leigh is simply stunning - 5'10 pert breasts and a tight arse, face like sunshine and hair the colour of honey but her temper was anything but sweet. Before I knew it her bitch of a mom had moved in but with her came Leigh. I was considered the luckiest guy at school by all my piers thinking about what it must be like to live with such a goddess but if only they knew what a heinous bitch she really was. Weeks turned into months and I knew a thing was developing between Leigh and I - a very destructive love hate relationship, you know the kind where you cover your true feelings for a person with sheer animosity? well that was it to a tee...for a very long time...until... Dad and Leigh’s mom were going through a rough patch and both went out on the town to drink there misery away, Leigh was out with whatever guy amused her at the time and I was at home finishing an assignment. Well that was my excuse - I really didn’t want to spend the night with Melissa, my current girl and a dead bore. Mental note that just because a chick has a fuckability rating of 9 doesn’t mean she will intrest you indefinitely. Anyway - all that is beside the point. At about 11 the front door slammed and Leigh came in. I could hear her whimpering all the way to her bedroom so I knew something serious was up. I decided it was time for one of those caring brother moments as opposed to upsetting her more so I got up and opened my door before walking down the hall and knocking. "yes" she said which I simply took as an indication to come in. She was sitting on the edge of the bed in a tight red pleather mini skirt, a tank top and jacket with tears trailing mascara down her face. I sat on the bed next to her. "want to talk about it?" she just shook her head and turned to me, her head on my chest, her sobs racking her body and shaking mine and all I could do was pat her back... Little did I know what was at the core of the problem for a few weeks. It turned out she felt that boy Johnny was the one, she was opening up to him, telling him personal things the likes of which I never even suspected of existing. One of which was her sexual preference - it turned out Leigh was bi and that all Johnny could do was joke about girls who did girls and turned into a real prick. The picture was starting to build and all I could do was wonder what unexpected thing would happen next. Fortunately our school were pretty open about sexuality and the whole thing blew over without too much pain caused to various parties involved. Leigh got dragged into a certain circle at school - a social group as it were of females that she could identify with in that very special way. One of these friends came up with the idea of destroying poor Johnny and she naturally told me all about it since I was there for her that night. Eventually Johnny got caught with something he shouldn’t have and since he was 18 he was out of the way for good. Leigh was terribly happy and felt I deserved a reward. I was rewarded that very weekend - One of her "friends" Sonja was coming over to discuss some assessment and Leigh asked if I could be perfectly quiet under extreme pressures. I said it depends on the pressure. She said "me and Sonja fucking right in front of you". Considering if I said "no" then I wouldn’t get my reward which I decided I wanted very much so I admitted to being able to stay quiet. Leigh secreted me in the cupboard - the slats of the door providing a clear view of the room whilst being totally ambiguous due the dark nature of the room. The door rang and Leigh went to answer it. I breathed deep and sighed readying myself for what was to come. Leigh and Sonja came in and had no sooner shut the door than were reaching for each other - mouths joined in a long desperate passionate kiss. Sonja's hands rose and quickly undid Leigh’s buttons, sliding the blouse from her shoulders, her chest bare almost made me groan. It made Sonja groan, her kisses trailed down Leigh’s neck and chest to tease her nipples. Leigh struggled with her skirt but was soon free of it - totally naked. Leigh helped Sonja out of her top and skirt and I really sat up and took notice. Sonja is a fiery redhead, with a temper to boot but definitely sexy - her body much fuller than Leigh’s, more curvaceous and wholly awesome. Leigh sat back on the bed and worked her way up it - on her back maintaining eye contact with Sonja all the way till her head rested on the pillow. Leigh’s hands began to rub her chest, her breasts and her stomach. Sonja sat on a stool at the end of the bed staring into Leigh’s eyes. Soon Leigh’s hands found her breasts, holding and squeezing, cupping and running her fingers up to her nipples that she pinched. Soon her hand found her crotch and she began to massage her womanhood - Sonja looking on wishfully as her hands mimicked Leigh’s, touching herself while she watched my sister finger herself. Leigh soon stopped and rolled to retrieve something from the draw, Sonja and I waited with baited breath and were soon rewarded. Leigh had in her hands a string of pearls that she proceeded to run all over her body before her hands took the pearls down to her sex, grasping either end and running the pearls up and down between her neither lips. I almost dropped the ball then but stopped myself sighing at the last moment, Sonja however openly sighed as she stared at my step-sisters display of auto-erotica. Her fingers that were lightly rubbing at her self increased their intensity and pace to match Leigh’s gusto with the string of pearls. "Look at them my love" Said Leigh. "Look how shiny they get in the light, don’t you want to taste them?" uttered Leigh in the most sexy voice imaginable. I could see that they were indeed getting shiny with Leigh’s moistness and I felt myself wanting them more then ever but I was horrified to step out of the closet knowing it would all end. Sonja was almost drooling at the pearls, I knew Leigh’s smell was invading her nostrils, driving her mad as this sexy creature hungered for my sister. Leigh partly abandoned the pearls to reached up under her pillow an withdrew a green vibrator. She gave the pearls to Sonja who immediately smelled them, running them over her face before tasting them with her tongue. Leigh began to run the vibrator all over her body, switching it on low as she ran it over her nipples. She took some of her wetness and rubbed it on her nipples before applying the vibrations and finally blowing on her chest to peak them. Finally Leigh moved the vibrator between her legs and threw her head back moaning and writhing on the bed. Sonja leaned forward in anticipation waiting... waiting... Finally Leigh started to shudder, her legs splaying open and her arm working the vibrator on herself with haste. With that she thrust her hips upwards and let out a groan as she came. As she calmed down Sonja moved to get of the chair but Leigh stretched out her foot to stop her and shook her head. She took the now still vibrator and sucked it into her mouth, taking it in and out as she gazed into Sonja eyes. Sonja moaned but stayed on the chair until Leigh was finished. When she put the vibe down next to her (taking her time mind!) she wiggled her finger at Sonja who literally attacked her with a passionate fury. They kissed passionately and despite the fact that she had recently come Leigh was giving as good as she got. My body was starting to cramp, I needed to move around but daren't considering what would happen if I was caught. I settled for some minor comfort adjustments before I stared with avid fascination at what was occurring less than 10 feet away. They were a tangle of long legs and caressing arms and between them I heard the buzz of the vibe as it came into life. Sonja's head flung back before her lips crashed down on Leigh’s, I guessed that the vibrator had struck a tender cord on her sensitive flesh. Sonja began to move back and forth above Leigh - no doubt my step sister had the vibe within her friend, their mouths inseparable before the pleasure got too much for Sonja - her head flinging back and her throat grunting out in pleasure - soft feminine noises that turned me on even more. Leigh began to talk. "Do you like that Sonja? I know you think about my step brother when we do this" That made her moan out "Think about him sliding in and out of you?" more moans before Sonja managed to talk "Oh god no one could do this to me as good as you!" before her lips crashed down on Sonja's - the noise of the vibrator alternating between loud and soft as it moved in and out of her. Finally Sonja rose up - straddling Leigh I could clearly see my sis holding the vibrator up as Sonja moved up and down animalistically, her head thrown back, her hands pinching her nipples as she came over and over again. Leigh’s eyes were glowing as her friend came all over her hand, she went to let the vibrator go but Sonja stopped her "No leave it in - god leave it in" the muffled noise of the vibrator deep within her soon had her shuddering again - her muscles spasming as she orgasmed again and again - each time her cries filling the room, each cry filling my sister with yet more lust. Finally Sonja fell to the bed beside Leigh - exhausted but willing to accommodate Leigh. Leigh saw her tiredness and took it upon herself to rise - straddling Sonja’s face she buried her face in the red heads sex, licking her madly making the lust in Sonja re-ignite. Sonja mouthed at Leigh with renewed vigor - Leigh moaning into Sonja's pussy as she finally found relief. Sonja's hands soon found the vibe and without turning it on plunged it into Leigh’s soaked pussy. Leigh groaned more at the intrusion before Sonja began to slide it back and forth giving Leigh what she obviously wanted. After a few moments Sonja turned the vibe to full getting a huge squeal from Leigh - the squeal obviously going into Sonja who in turn moaned back into Leigh’s clit. Leigh was obviously in heaven, I was in hell, my cock almost bursting out of my pants but it could hardly turn away. Sonja then wet a finger by sliding in briefly into Leigh alongside the vibe before she pulled it out and worked it into Leigh’s tight anal bud. Soon it slid all the way in and Sonja began moving it back and forth, deeper and deeper, the vibrator deeper and deeper, her tongue on Leigh’s clit faster and faster before Leigh began moaning out louder than before - her moan pushing Sonja to the brink and beyond before both girls came - Sonja sighing softly into Leigh’s pussy, Leigh head up on all fours screaming like a banshee. In the aftermath they lay together quietly for almost an hour - I was in purgatory, my legs numb and shaking involuntarily. Finally Sonja rose and dressed - my step sister on her side watching her getting ready to go. Sonja bent and kissed Leigh full on the lips before she made her own way out of the house. Leigh waited to hear the front door close before she got up and walked to the closet. Letting me out she stood naked before me - my legs trembling from the exertion and anticipation. Leigh fell to her knees on the floor in front of me telling me as she unzipped my fly. "Come on me" Three simple words said so sexily. My eyes closed and my thoughts drifted back and forth over what I had just witnessed as my hand moved back forth over myself. I remembered Leigh taunting Sonja with the thought that it was me fucking her, I obviously smiled or something because Leigh knew what I was thinking and said provocatively. "she knew" my eyes opened wide in shock but too late as I exploded all over her naked body - my hand moving back and forth with blinding speed, drawing my orgasm out for ages, my ejaculate all over my step sister. Her eyes closed, I zipped my fly and stumbled from her room, stumbling on my numb legs back to my room, collapsing my body somewhat sated but my mind on fire... In The Closet I firmly pushed my lips into Kyla's, reveling in the sweet smell of her skin and hair. She always smelled good. I could feel her hands running up and down my back, lifting my shirt with each upstroke. I moved to her earlobe as she pushed my shirt up to my neck. We broke our kiss to remove the shirt. Impatiently we resumed our kisses, moving to other sensitive places, other than the lips. I wasn't sure where Kyla was going with this. We had never made love, and the intensity of this making out session was making me wonder. Here I was, having sneaked in through her window to avoid her parents, feeling her kiss her way down my chest. I shivered at the thought of how far down she would go. When she reached my belt buckle, she started to unbuckle it. She looked into my eyes and smiled. She almost laughed at my wide-eyed stare. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "No. I'm not sure how far I want to go, but if we're really quiet I'd at least like to see what you look like. You know, under the lights, not like in the car where it's dark," she said with a nervous smile. Kyla was ready to do something, what that was, I don't think either of us knew, but I was sure it was going to be fun, so I quickly disrobed. I keep in pretty good shape, and I've never had to work too hard to keep the pounds off. Kyla seemed to like what she saw. "Your turn," I said with a smile. We'd only made out a few times in the back seat of my car, so I was anxious to see if she looked as good as she felt. She nervously reached to her shirt and slowly, seductively, began to unbutton her shirt. That was when we heard the knock on her door. "Honey, time to do the chores," came her father's voice. We both froze. I didn't want to find out what her father would do to the sight of seeing me naked in her room. Probably have me up on rape charges. Kyla quickly pushed me into the closet and shut the door, then realized my clothes were all over the floor and her bed. She quickly threw it all under her bed just in time. Her bedroom door opened and her father walked in. "You forgot to do your chores again Kyla." "I'll do them tomorrow!" she said emphatically. "No you'll do them now. I'm tired of you shirking your responsibilities for later. You're going to go downstairs right now and do the dishes and fix your Mom's computer." "No! it's too late!" she pleaded. "Now! Maybe this will teach you to do your work when you are supposed to," he stated adamantly. "Argh!!!!!!" she roared. "Go, now." Her father said one last time. "Fine, just let me change my shirt." "You have thirty seconds," he said and left. "I'll be back in a bit. I'll try to be as quick as I can. Just stay there," whispered Kyla to me through the door and left. Crap. I thought. Here I was getting closer to Kyla than I had ever been before and now I was stuck in her closet, naked. I could have tried to make a move for my clothes, but who knew who else was up and about in the house at the moment. So I stayed there waiting, holding my balls and leaning amongst Kyla's clothes hanging on their hooks. I heard someone enter the room. I quietly kneeled to look through the old fashioned keyhole to see if Kyla was back. I gulped back some air when I saw Kyla's sister Belle step in. She was a year younger than Kyla and at eighteen, was looking really hot in her short t-shirt that only went down to her belly button, and her low riding shorts. The shirt was tight enough to show off how firm her breasts were. I stood back up, trying not to enjoy what I was seeing. 'That's my girlfriend's sister. Off limits,' I thought. Belle was shuffling about in the room for a while. 'What the hell was she doing,' I thought. I kneeled down again to look and I saw her looking about as she reached into Kyla's dresser drawer as if she was fearful of being caught committing a most heinous crime. Her hand lifted a big rubber dildo out from its hiding place, under Kyla's panties. I stood back up again. I didn't want to think about Belle and that dildo. 'Why doesn't she get her own?' I could hear someone else on the stairs, then a sharp intake of breath and heard Belle rush across the floor. The closet door flew open and there I was, naked staring at a very surprised Belle. She didn't have long to think about finding her sister's boyfriend, naked in the closet before she pushed in with me and closed the door to avoid having to explain to her sister that she wanted to borrow her dildo. My attempt at chivalry was being sorely tested. Here I was naked, waiting to have fun with my girlfriend and her sister was now pushed up against me. I quickly covered my dick with my hands and tried not to stare at Belle's jiggling tits as she tried to quietly turn around in the closet. Her body was rubbing against the whole length of mine from the lack of space as she turned. Though I had my hands covering my cock, her shifting and bumping was still pushing against me. Someone else was moving around in Kyla's bedroom. Belle kneeled down to see who was there. The back of her head was now right in front of my hand covered cock. It started to rise despite my attempts to think of dead bodies and anything sick enough to make my growing hard-on to go away. It was a losing battle, so I tried to step back into the clothes and get some distance from Belle. "Don't make a sound, or I'll tell my parents that you're here," Belle whispered. Great. Now I was being blackmailed. "Drew! You still there?" whispered Kyla from the other side of the door. "Yes!" my voice croaked. "I'm done with the dishes, but now I have to reinstall some stuff on my Mom's computer which won't take long. Hang in there for me okay?" "Okay!" I groaned. "Just try to be quiet. I didn't know Belle is back and there's not much of a wall between our rooms!" At this point I wished there was a wall between Kyla's sister and me. I could hear Kyla's footsteps as she headed out of the room. Just then I lost my footing, trying to move away from Belle, still kneeling before me. My left foot slipped out from under me, and I had to brace myself from falling with my arms. As my hands whipped up to grab some clothes to steady myself, my raging dick popped up lifting a clump of Belle's thick brown hair with it. Her hair was so soft, and it felt wonderfully soft on the sensitive skin of my cock. Belle slowly turned her head thinking I was touching her hair, only to find my engorged cock head leaning over her shoulder amidst her hair, and the further she turned, the closer it got to her mouth. By the time the head of my cock reached her cheek, she realized what it was, and she stopped. My cock jumped and pulsed as it rested against her cheek. Every bounce it made rubbed it even more against her and her satiny hair, and only adding to my arousal. Frozen with shock and lust, I stood there watching her half turned head stare at my dick. Then her eyes lifted up and stared at mine. It was a strange sight staring at Belle with a lock of her hair draped over my dick. Then she smiled. She warmly started brushing her cheek against the length of me. I tried to stifle a moan. She brushed her hair out of the way and began to lick her way down my cock. I tried to push her away but... "Don't make me bust you!" she said with a naughty smirk and gave the head of my cock a wet kiss. "We shouldn't be doing this!" I pleaded. "Well you shouldn't be here. Besides, we're both horny, and Kyla's not here." Belle gripped my hips and licked the underside of my cock, pushing her head into my rod, letting it's slippery length dance over her face the closer she got to my root. When she got to the base of my meat, her tongue displayed some delicate acrobatics on my balls. I had already been aroused earlier by Kyla, and now Belle's attentions had me rock hard. Pre-come started to pour out of my dick and onto Belle's forehead. When she noticed the extra wetness, she backed off and wiped it off with a finger. She smiled and gripped the base of my cock and squeezed making more pour out. Using it as more lubricant she ran her fist up and down my dick. She popped the head between her moist lips and sucked the end her hand wasn't using. I tried not to moan, but what Belle was doing was too good. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and I warned her. She only sped up, making my legs buckle. I managed to stay standing. I erupted in her mouth, and she dove in, deep throating all of my cock. She gulped away at the seed pouring out of me. Every gulp she took constricted her throat muscles and added to my intense orgasm. I shook uncontrollably and dropped to the floor. Belle was still pushed right in front of me and held my still rock hard dick in her hands. She was still smiling at me. She shuffled her knees forward, bringing me in between her legs. "I came to borrow Kyla's dildo, and I choose to use this one," she said with an evil grin. She pulled her shorts to the side and pushed my dick down to meet her pussy. I was too intoxicated to do anything about it. Before I knew what was going on, she pushed against me and I was inside her. On instinct I began thrusting myself into Belle's tight pussy. It was a hot, wet, and very raw moment. Our faces and chests were thrusting and sweating and rubbing against each other in the confined space of the closet. We could feel each other breathe as our most personal parts joined. Belle shifted up onto my thighs, bringing herself closer to me. I hugged her, pulling her shirt up, so that her ripe sensitive breasts could rub against my bare chest. We felt like we had become one orgasmic creature, pumping away with no thought other than pleasure. Belle gripped my back with surprising strength as she reached her first orgasm. She mashed her face into my shoulder to keep from moaning loudly. The intensity of the encounter was having its effect on me. I was not going to last as long the second time as normal, but I was determined to get her off at least a second time, so that we would be even. Belle's downward thrusts began to take on a furious pace, which encouraged me to push harder. We took great care not to move too much to avoid the obvious sounds of skin slapping. Our thrusts were short, but intense. I could feel her pull tighter, and her vice-like pussy gripped me in a regular pace. She was getting close. I was too, and I started to think of unsexy things to hold back. It seemed like an eternity waiting for her to have her orgasm. I could feel her body get more and more tense. Every time it felt like she was going to blow, she would tense up some more. At last it came, and I came with her. We both mashed our faces together, to keep our moans down to a quiet decibel. We would have screamed if we could, it was so extreme. I pumped gallons of come into her, but kept thrusting into her. Her body froze in place as waves of orgasmic bliss crashed into her over and over. I had wanted to give her a second orgasm, but it had turned into a series of multiple ones. I tried to keep thrusting into her, twisting and sliding around to keep her in that state for as long as I could. Her body was like shaking stone. Eventually her earthquake began to fade and her body relaxed. We were both covered in sweat, and as soon as we realized what had just happened, Belle stood up and kissed me, and left the closet, shushing me with her finger at her smiling lips. I was back to where I had started, naked, and alone in my girlfriend's closet. How the hell was I going to get out of this one? Any moment now Kyla was going to come back into her room, and probably want to start up where we had left off. I wasn't sure I was able to get it up again after this. 'I'll eat her out. That's it. I'll tell her I couldn't wait and jerked off in the closet. I'll go down on her until everyone has gone to bed, then I can risk getting cleaned up. Then if she still wants to get busy, I'll be ready,' I thought. 'Who am I kidding. She's going to be turned off by the thought of me jerking off in her closet. Very romantic. What a fucked up evening.' In the Closet "Shhhh." He hushed me as he pushed in the key. He slowly turned the knob and opened the door. We entered the dorm, I could hear muffled snoring from the top bunk. "We have to be quiet, my roommate is asleep." "I'm not sure If I can promise that." I said brining my lips to his. His mouth was so delicious, I could taste the sweet flavor of the ice cream we just shared in town. I probed his mouth, and rested my hands on his jaw holding him to me. Eager to explore his whole mouth. His roommate flopped an arm over the bed and Sam jumped. I let go of him and laughed quietly. "Relax baby. You are so tense." I said as I pushed him onto the couch. "He doesn't know." He said. "Of course he doesn't, he's asleep." I said simply, eager to change the subject. "No, he doesn't know I'm gay." He said nervously. I stopped advancing, my heart sunk a little and I myself became a little nervous. "Oh." I looked at him glumly through the dim light; observed his beautiful brown eyes, strong nose and jaw. I tired to keep my thoughts clean and focused, he was worried here. Coming out is a big event, I wouldn't want to mess it up for him. I would know, my coming out experience was terrible. I had sat down my parents, and simply told them. Big mistake; I got thrown out. Luckily I found a job at a hardware shop and made a way for myself. Plus, Sam lived with this guy, I don't want to make things uncomfortable or difficult for either of them. Pondering these thoughts I moved my eyes to his and realized that he was staring at me. My eyes were used to the dark by now and I could see that he was aroused. Not only were his eyes focused on me, but his cock was pressing hard and tight at the seam of his pants. I looked back up into his eyes. "Damn it, I don't care if he hears us, or if he finds out." He whispered a little more loudly then before. Then he lunged at me, I felt myself now begin to harden in excitement. He smiled as he undid my pants, pulling them down; as I did the same to him. He began to slowly rub my length. The feel of his heavy tight grip on me was unbearable. I fought the desire to moan out loud, the need for silence making it even more kinky. He moved his hands slowly, wiggling his fingers a little as he slid his hand up and down. I could feel the tightness slowly move from my shaft to the head, each area being massaged. My body went tense and numbed as he began to fuck my cock with his talented hands. "Oh fuck." I breathed, trying to remain quiet, my breathing was quick now. Right when I was about to come, he stopped. He slowly loosened his grip and eased away so that I couldn't lose it. I groaned in agony. "Relax, I will take care of you" he whispered as he grabbed a condom from the dresser. I could only whimper, upset that he didn't let me finish, my erection begging for him. "I have a kinky idea. So, I'm in the closet right? Well then, lets get IN the closet." I smiled and nodded my head. Lust filled me again as he placed his rough hands on my waist, gliding them past my erect cock. I all but threw him into the closet, stumbling in after him. I heard him rolling the condom onto his shaft from behind me. The tiny room was very dark, but I could still feel him. The head of his hardness was pressing eagerly against my ass, I could feel the lubricated tip of the condom. He grabbed onto my shoulders with one hand and slowly pushed himself into me with the other. I felt his dick fill me up, so full that I buckled and shook a little. I bent over to give him better access. He was so large, the feeling of his thick cock in me was amazing. I let out an almost silent but long moan as he pushed all the way into me. I thought about how this must feel for him. I knew my ass must be clamping down on him so fucking tight. He started to press into me even more, as if he wanted to fill me even further. Crushing his pelvis into my ass, my own erection was rock hard now. It was pressing against my stomach as I bent over for him. I began to stroke it roughly, pulling at it and mimicking his thrusts. He clicked his tongue at me. "You-bad-boy." He grunted in between thrusts. "Did I tell you that you could play with that? No, this is mine to play with, not yours." He hissed. With that he reached both of his hands around my waist and began to jack me again while still fucking my ass. My body was on fire, He was filling my ass, and jacking my cock at the same time. I was his plaything now, his toy. I moaned as his cock hit a spot, pleasure steaming through me as my orgasm built. His hands expertly gripped at me timing his hands perfectly to his own movements. It was almost like I was fucking my own ass. A strange but erotic feeling. I groaned aloud as my orgasm built faster now. "Don't stop!" I whispered desperately, bucking my hips into the pleasure from both angles. "Faster!" I called still trying to keep quiet. My orgasm dangerously close now. "You're filthy!" He said with an dirty little stammer of breath. His voice rang in my ears as I was pushed over the edge. Cum exploded out of my cock as he continued milking it. Seconds later I felt my ass contract around his shuttering dick. My body jerked in pleasure and he moaned and grunted in his own orgasm. He both slowly gyrated our hips against each other as we felt the orgasm ease over us, relaxing and weakening our weary body's. He pulled out and we toppled to the floor. Unable to say anything we just sat and panted, sweat gleaming on our faces. I had just had two orgasms at the same time! I took a deep breath and wrapped my tired arm around his shoulders. There was cum everywhere. Then I heard a loud knock on the door. He took a quick breath. "Dude, what the fuck is going on in there?" His roommate called out his voice groggy from sleep and confusion. "Come out of the closet man." He said louder as he knocked on the door again. Sam winked at me, and pulled me close and we both laid against the wall and rested our heads and drifted off to sleep. In the Closet Jana woke to the sound of her alarm blaring some stupid pop song the radio had decided to play for her wake up call. "Who the fuck are One D and why are they so annoying?" she thought to herself, as she pressed the 'off' button. She stretched her arms over her head and breathed a heavy sigh. "Monday" she muttered to herself, stretching her lithe body out as her nipples became erect. The cool morning air tickled them to full attention. She laid on her side and looked at herself in the mirrored door of her wardrobe that was opposite her bed. Her honeyed hair framed her love-heart face to perfection. Her green eyes were unusually bright for 6.32am and they sparkled back at her. She ran her hands down the outside of her torso, enjoying the sensation of skin on skin. Her tight stomach muscles were smooth and firm under her inspection and she began to circle her fingertips on the bone of her hip, closing her eyes and focusing on nothing but the feeling. Her hands reached a little lower down, to the elasticated waist band of her blue boy shorts and she tucked her fingers under, relishing in self appreciation. She found her slit moistened, and her lips parted with anticipation. She flipped over on her back and arched her spine, sliding her boy shorts to her ankles and flipping them off the bed. Her slit was easier to access like this, and she slipped her fingers up and down slowly, caressing the little nub that was hardening when she reached the top. "Mmm..." she let out a slight moan and her legs opened wider. Her other hand found her nipple, which had transformed into a rubbery pellet of hardness. She tweaked it, sending a ripple of pleasure through her body, and she began dipping her middle finger in and out of her wetness. "Jana, honey...?" Came her father's voice from outside the door. Jana froze as the door opened and her dad entered the room with a cup of coffee, only managing to pull the covers over her when it was just too late. There was enough light coming through the shutters that Dominic could see everything. "Oh shit, hon! I thought you overslept!" Dom almost shouted, he was in so much shock. He averted his gaze, but the vision of his Jana splayed out with her fingers pleasuring herself was emblazoned in his mind. He left the cup of coffee on top of the chest of drawers and left the room hurriedly. "Fuck! Shit!" Jana chastised herself. "Why did I fucking freeze?! Fuck!" She was fuming with herself. How fucking awkward would life be now? She had come to live with her dad, as she had had enough of her mom's fuckedupness. Now what would happen? Jana grabbed her towel, took a sip of the coffee her dad had left for her and padded her way into her en-suite shower room. "Damage control..." she thought to herself, knowing that a shower would clear her mind and help her find a solution to her fucked up situation. Dominic paced his office in a panic. He was such a bad dad. His cock wouldn't relent in its stiffening, and he felt a huge surge of guilt rise through his body. Jana was his only child. She had grown to be a beautiful young lady, but that's as much as Dom had noticed. Only today had his attention been brought to her huge tits, that tiny waist and her rounded hips. Jana was a woman. A fucking hot woman. Dom thought of her pink lips and how full they were as they were locked open in shock. He thought about her twinkling eyes as they widened in panic. But most of all he thought of her beautiful bald pussy, stuffed with a finger, glistening with desire. Dom let out a groan, a guttural primitive moan that betrayed the guilt he felt. The pressure in his pants was becoming uncomfortable, but Dom was not prepared to give in to pure carnal will. He grabbed his towel and rushed to the bathroom suite than was joined to his bedroom. Turning the dial to blue, he waited for the water to become icy cold before he allowed himself to wash. The temperature was doing the trick as his staff began to shrink and his need for release did the same. "Shit. My baby girl really is growing up..." he thought out loud. Dominic's mind wandered to Amelia, Jana's mother, the last woman Dom had been with intimately. He sighed, as memories of bliss played in his head like they were on a film reel. It wasn't just the sex with Amelia. They had had the perfect marriage, were the best of friends and had built a successful company together, allowing both of them to live a lavish lifestyle. That was until Dom found out about the crack addiction that Amelia had picked up. Then the phone calls from different brothels asking why Amelia hadn't showed up for work. For work!!! That crazy bitch was selling her love to strangers for crack. And not even turning up to do so. Dom shipped her off to the Priory and was granted full custody over Jana. This was five years ago, and since then, Amelia had gotten herself off the drugs for a while, but she had fallen into the trap of addiction. She chain smoked cigarettes, which had drained the youthful glow out of her face; she found herself at random casinos and bingo halls each night, throwing their hard-earned cash to fate. Dom had cut her off two years ago, by giving her huge one-off pay out, so that she was no longer spending their money, just hers. Jana was furious with her father when he signed the paperwork, knowing that he had enabled her to continue down the path of her addiction. So she had gone to live with her mom, intending to set her down the straight and narrow. This, of course, didn't happen. Jana needed to get out of that world, and Dom welcomed her back with open arms. His little girl had tried her best, but sometimes that's not good enough. Amelia was dead within eight months of Jana leaving her. She had gotten in deep with a loan shark to fund her gambling habit, and had ended up selling herself again in order to earn some money to pay back her debts. A john had murdered her after getting too involved in a brutal rape role-play. Dom had been crushed, as the guilt of abandoning her set in. He and Jana set up a charity in her memory; the Amelia Delvecchio Foundation was established to help those suffering with addiction in any form. Jana used her time in the shower thinking about how she could rectify what had happened in her room before. She lit a patchouli candle before stepping in and began to relax as the water washed over her body. She was still hot from this morning, and the anger she had for herself was subsiding as the heat of the water massaged her muscles. Her nipples began to harden again, this time from the pressure of the water spewing out of the power-shower. It felt rough, but good. She grabbed some shower gel and let her hands lather her body to cleanliness. She wet her hair and gently started manipulating her scalp and hair with shampoo, it felt divine. Her fingernails gently scraped along her scalp in small circles, the wonderful aromas of patchouli, strawberry and lime were billowing in the steam of the shower. Jana knew then what to do with her dad. She needed to apologise that's all. What 19 year old girl doesn't masturbate!? She would go into that room and say sorry, and that next time she'll be more careful. "No point in pretending I was doing something else... I took too long to cover up!" Feeling better that she at least had a decent solution, she stepped out of the shower, blew out the candle and got dressed. Dom stepped out of the shower and dried himself with his plush cream towel. He tied the towel around his waist and walked into his room. He froze on the spot when he saw Jana there sitting on the window seat staring out into the garden. He watched her chest rise and fall with its content pace, her hair was swept across one shoulder, leaving the other side naked and free. Her eyes reflected the light from the window as she gazed. She was stunning. She finally realised he was standing in the doorway of his bathroom and she stood up, looking down sheepishly. At 5'6 she was in perfect proportion. "Hi dad..." she said nervously. "Jana, listen... I should have knocked maybe... I don't know, I'm sorry." Dominic trailed off. Jana was taken aback. Not once did she think her dad would apologise to her. This was fucking great! "Oh daddy! I'm sorry too, I'll be more careful in the future!" Her bright eyes sparkling with the relief of getting out of a super awkward situation. "Honey, no worries. I think you're old enough anyway... we should probably get you a lock for that door." her father said, rubbing the back of his neck. Jana's eyes widened, not only was this easy, she was going to get a lock on her door. More privacy! Troy was going to freak! "Oh really daddy? I think that would be great too... I can go to the hardware store after class and get one if you think it's a good idea" Jana was laying it on thick. "Sure hon, you should get one..." Dom couldn't take his eyes off of his daughter's cleavage, the tan skin of those two globes which were poking out of her blouse, tempting him. Beneath the towel, Dom felt a stirring. It wouldn't be long before Jana noticed the tent appearing in his towel. "Thanks dad! I'm gonna leave for class now so I can get a good seat" she rushed forward crashing into his chest giving him the biggest hug they'd ever shared, Dom was fighting to keep his mind off of the two firm perky tits which were now assaulting his abdomen, but to no avail. Jana took in the scent of her freshly washed father and felt a hard poke in her hip. She looked down and saw a huge tent in her dad's towel. "Oh shit, this is fucked up..." she thought to herself. Deciding to save her dad from what would only be a huge embarrassment, she skipped out of the room, downstairs to the kitchen grabbing herself a bottle of mineral water and her keys before leaving the house entirely. She jumped in her Honda Civic and started giggling uncontrollably. Her father was hard! For her!? No it couldn't be... He had just gotten really warm after his shower and the blood was circulating good and proper... that was all. Dominic Delvecchio was a man torn. He was inexplicably turned on. He listened as his daughter bounded out of the house and switched on the engine of her car. He waited for her to drive off, which took agonisingly longer than usual. He let his towel fall and he flopped down on his King size bed. His penis pointed up to the ceiling uncompromisingly, a relentless reminder of how much of a bad dad he was. He groaned, annoyed at his manhood; and it twitched back at him in response. His chest where Jana's breasts had been pressed against was on fire, the burning desire snaked its way through every channel of his body. Dom sighed and gently started rubbing his cock-head. It felt good but dry... he imagined his daughter's glistening pussy from earlier and pre-cum started dribbling out of the slit of his head. That did the trick, as Dom's cock self-lubricated, his strokes became faster, more determined. Then a thought hit him! He slowly got up, dick swinging with its heavy weight, grabbed a pair of lounge pants and crept out of his room, down the hall and stopped dead as he got to Jana's door. He pushed the door open, and peered inside, surveying the neat quarters where his only child slept. The room smelt delicious, vaguely of strawberries, and as Dom walked into the room he knew that he was doing wrong. His lounge pants pointed out in front of him, showing him the way, and he followed. He went to the wash basket; disappointment rushed through him in floods, as it was empty aside from a few odd socks left at the bottom. "That girl is so damn tidy..." he thought to himself. He sat on her double bed and sighed. He breathed in the scent of strawberries again and decided to get in the covers and warm up. As he pulled back the pretty embroidered duvet cover, he saw a flash of blue, and his cock jumped with joy. Hidden beneath the covers were Jana's boy shorts from that morning, he could tell that they had been from earlier as they were warm from being trapped in the covers. He brought them to his face and inhaled deeply; his lungs filling with the sweet creamy aroma of his daughter. He untangled the panties and found the gusset, and to his surprise there was a sticky trail of juice. His cock was painfully throbbing, as he let the tip of his tongue taste his daughter's treasure. "She tastes as good as she looks" Dominic thought as he grabbed hold of his longing dick and started pumping away at it until he finally devoured the last of the secret puddle in his daughter's underwear. Waves of pleasure lapped at his core and he was almost ready to come. "Dad!? It's me! I forgot my laptop charger" Jana's voice called up the stairs. Fuck! He hadn't heard her car reversing into the drive, nor the sound of her keys jingling as she opened the front door. He whipped the duvet back and rushed out of her bed looking around frantically. He spotted her laptop charger on her desk and he groaned inwardly, she'd be barging through that door and would see him with his unrelenting erection and it would be game over. He looked at himself in the mirror, and saw a pathetic, horny old dad staring back at him, helplessly. Then he realised that the mirror he was lamenting in was a door to her built in wardrobe, and he suddenly didn't feel so helpless. He silently opened the wardrobe door and squeezed himself in, under the rail of clothes. Jana's bedroom door opened and she looked around for her charger. "Dad!?" Jana called out uncertainly. She walked back out of her room and he could hear her at the end of the hallway, near his room. "Dad!?" she called out again. The silence was electric and Dom barely moved in his hiding place. The wardrobe door was slightly ajar, but that was usual, and it left Dom enough space to see what was happening in Jana's room. She entered again, but she didn't reach for her charger, instead she pulled her cell phone from her pocket, pressed her screen a few times, and then put the receiver to her ear. Dom could hear the distinct dial tone and ring, then a male's voice answered, "Hey babe". Jana smiled, looking happier than she had in a long time. Dom noticed her eyes softening and she began twirling her hair in her fingers, "Hi Troy, what are you doing" she asked coyly, "Nothin' baby, why?" was his response. "Well because my dad is out and I've got a lock on my bedroom door!" she almost squealed in delight. Dom frowned at this, who the fuck was Troy and why was she telling him about the lock for her door? "No way babe! I'm coming over... Gimme ten minutes to get ready." She said "ok" and then disconnected the call. His daughter then proceeded to take out her laptop, plugged it into the charger and loaded a YouTube page called "How to fit a regular door lock" Jana sat at her desk, engrossed in the 3 minute video. Dom was fucked. It took Jana less time than the video had to finish for her to install the new lock on her door. Dom watched in amazement as his little girl fixed the lock to the door. Then there was a buzz from her phone and she answered with "Hey, come in and upstairs, I left the door open for you." "Fuck" thought Dom. He at least figured she'd go and answer the door and he'd have thirty seconds to make his escape. But no. Jana had other ideas, as she closed her bedroom door, bolted it and started undressing. She turned to the mirror attached to the door of her wardrobe and flung her blouse off and her jeans. She was wearing black lingerie and it accentuated her curves to perfection. Her plump bottom was wrapped in black lace, and her large but pert breasts were pushed together beautifully in a matching bra. Dom sat there, panicking about what was going to happen. Had Jana seen him in the wardrobe? Or was she just staring at her own gorgeous reflection? Her face gave nothing away. Dominic's mouth was parched, he began licking his lips in anticipation of what was to come. Jana was torn away from her reflection when a knock at the door came. "Who is it?" she asked playfully. No response came, only an attempt to come in. Laughter came as they realised that Jana had already fixed the lock to the door. "And here was me thinking I was coming over here to help you!" A male voice said through the door. Jana giggled as she unlocked the bolt, Troy opened the door with a sharp intake of breath. "Shit baby look at you..." he entered the room staring Jana up and down. He grabbed her by the waist and they embraced like lovers do, his hands roaming her body, claiming it as his own. She pulled apart and took two steps back toward the bed. Dom's dick had now re-stiffened and was twitching in expectation. Troy had taken Jana by the face and started kissing her passionately. Jana, in between kisses, said "lock that door" and Troy obliged. He turned back to her and pushed her down onto the bed gently, she was on her back with her legs spread, appealingly, as he started fumbling around with his belt and jean buttons. Finally, he let his pants fall to his ankles and he stepped out of them, leaving his big black cock exposed for Jana to see. As he reached for the bottom of his t-shirt, Jana leapt forward on to all fours in front of him, and while he took off his top she sucked his long thick cock deeply. Troy almost lost balance, surprised by Jana's agility and technique, he eyed her watchfully as she looked up at him with his cock in her mouth. Troy moaned loudly as Jana slurped her way up and down his chocolate cock, all nine inches at the back of her throat, then just the tip being tongued. She took his heavy balls in her mouth, rolling them in her lips one at a time. He was in heaven. Troy had fallen in love with Jana around two years ago, when they met at the gym. They had only recently began having sex, as Troy wanted to make sure Jana didn't feel pressurised to do anything she didn't want to. Jana was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and the fact that they weren't the same culture made it even more special to him. He allowed her to suck him a few more times, and then he flipped her over onto her back, letting him inhale the sweet aroma of her sex. He brought his face level to her pussy and extended his tongue out to her slippery slit. She groaned with pleasure as Troy's tongue flicked up and down her hardening clit. His tongue explored her precious folds and he reached the source of her wetness using his tongue to lap it all up. Jana moaned softly, begging, "Please fuck me baby... Please I want to feel that hard cock inside of me" Dominic watched in both astonishment and lust, as Troy lined his massive un-cut cock up to his daughter's puffy wet pussy and inched in gently. It was clear that these two teens were in love, but this was not lovemaking. Troy pushed in and pulled out like a piston, pumping into Jana with reckless abandon. Jana was screaming with pleasure now, with inaudible "Fuck me's" and "Harder's". Dom knew there was no turning back now, he grabbed his dick and pumped at it, trying to match Troy's pace. The young man was impressive, as he spat on Jana's clit from above and told her to, "Play with it for me". Jana obliged and dutifully started rubbing her clit in circles, moaning as her pleasure increased. Dom's sense of judgement had left him as soon as he had crept into his daughter's bedroom earlier that day. He was overwhelmed with everything that was happening, but most of all, he was thrilled that he got to witness this. "Fuck all this 'bad dad' shit! I'm a man first and foremost and this is some sexy shit" Dom reasoned with himself. He still had Jana's blue underwear stuffed in his clenched fist and he detangled it again and wrapped it around his solid dick. Pumping away he became lost in his ecstasy and let out a small moan. The lovers on the bed, slowed their pace, asking each other "What was that?" Dom bit his fist, angry that he had lost his inhibition, he had to be more careful. In the Closet Troy picked up the pace again and the teens returned their attentions to each other. "Get up." Troy suddenly demanded. Jana stood up, and Troy spun her around and pushed her back down on the bed. "Mmm that's it, arch that back. I love when you spread that fine ass out like that..." Troy mumbled. He rammed his cock into Jana's hole from behind and he spat into her asshole. Jana whimpered at the caresses Troy was giving her brown hole. "Stick your finger in it" Jana commanded. Without hesitation, nor ruining the rhythm, Troy pressed the pad of his thumb over Jana's ass. A low moan escaped both of their lips as they were locked in lust. Dom was so close to coming now, that he had to gag himself with Jana's panties to muffle any noises he may have been making. What a sight! Troy's thumb was now a knuckle deep in Jana's backside and she was mewing with delight. "Baby... I'm gonna come" She kept repeating to him. Troy reached around her hips with his other hand and found the stiff pearl of pleasure, which he began rubbing. "Me too Jan..." He thrust his hips back and forth, the skin of his thighs slapping against her round ass. Dom came first out of the three, as he pumped his cock, streams of white splattered his chest and the hem of a black maxi-skirt in the back of the wardrobe. He lay there, eyes transfixed on the erotic vision before him, Troy shuddered and his pace quickened slightly, shooting ribbons on cum into Jana's wet tunnel. Jana was bucking her hips with the force of her orgasm, her screams muffled by the duvet which she was face-down on. Troy removed his thumb with a slight 'pop' and began licking it hungrily. Jana flopped around onto her back to get a better view of her man, skin like caramel sucking the fudge from his thumb. "Mmm... Jana you're so fucking sexy". Troy growled. He leant over to suck on her perfectly pink nipples one at a time, taking each into his mouth and rolling his tongue over, leaving a trail of spit. "Stop Troy... they're so sensitive!" Jana moaned. Troy ceased sucking straight away, and he sat down next to her. "Come... let's take a shower..." she said to him, sitting up and planting a big wet kiss on his full lips. "Meet me in there I'll be a second" she told him, handing a navy blue towel over and accepting the playful slap on the butt. Troy walked into the bathroom and Jana waited until she heard the sound of the water splashing in the shower. She slowly walked over to the wardrobe door. Dom held his breath. It didn't look as though she was looking in the mirror this time but what else could she be doing!? Dom felt butterflies in his stomach, "Fuck!" he thought to himself, "After all this and I'm still going to get caught!" Jana stood there a moment more. "I know you're in there, daddy."