Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“This is what you’ve been listening to?” she asks angrily. “It’s not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!” she says, through clenched teeth. “You are one sick bastard,” she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. “Thursday night,” she says, pointing her finger at him. “One time deal, then we’re done!” Sylvia says. “And take that off your IPOD!” she adds, leaving the room.

Randy had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn’t even seen Sylvia pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.

That slimy bastard, Sylvia thinks. He’s listening to her and Daddy’s last time together, rubbing his cock like it’s a fucking porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn’t one that she ever wanted anyone listening to, especially not her brother. Lying on her bed, fuming, she flashes on the feel of his large cock in her hands and angrily tries to dispel the image. Apparently, it’s imbedded in her brain because her nipples are still hard where he was sucking them and her pussy is still wet from all the teasing. What kind of slut are you? She asks herself. He’s blackmailing you into fucking him, listening to your most intimate moments with Daddy and you’re getting turned on. Fuck!This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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By Wednesday afternoon, Randy has everything arranged. He’s invited his dad and Chris to a last minute bachelor party; he’s purchased what he needed at the Adult Toy and Apparel store and reserved a suite at a downtown hotel. He is determined to give his sister the fantasy night of her life.

“Hey, Sis,” Randy says, knocking as he enters her bedroom. They are the only two home; their parents are at work and Chris is running wedding errands. “I’ve got everything set up for Thursday night.” Sylvia is lying on her stomach on her bed, with the seating arrangements for the wedding spread out in front of her.

“Fine,” Sylvia answers tersely. “Just tell me where and when you want me.”

“Not just me,” Randy explains. “Your ultimate fantasy,” Randy says, sitting on the edge of the bed, once again admiring the curve of her ass inside her skintight jeans.

“What are you talking about?” Sylvia asks, making eye contact for the first time.

“Multiple cocks, remember?’ Randy says, excitedly. “Every orifice, right? Three guys, all fucking you at the same time. It’s all set.”

“Who are they?” Sylvia asks, cautiously. “Better not be any of your asshole buddies from school.”

“No!” Randy answers. “These are two guys that I know. They’re older. One is married and the other is engaged,” he explains. “And I’ve figured out how to keep it all anonymous. You’ll wear a full head mask, even your hair won’t show, and a full body stocking to cover the tattoos on your back and shoulder. They have as much to lose as you do, so your mask has a blindfold.” He stops, trying to read her expression. “You still want this right?”

“I don’t know, Randy,” Sylvia hesitates. “It’s still taking a big chance. What do I tell Chris?”

“Just tell him you need a night with the girls, before you get married,” Randy answers her. “Sort of like a bachelorette party.” Sylvia rolls onto her back, thinking about his proposition. Randy can’t keep his eyes off her chest and her thin t-shirt stretched across her tits. She’s not wearing a bra and her nipples are making distinct bumps in the thin material. His cock stirs inside his jeans; he shifts positions to get more comfortable.

Sylvia is seriously considering her brother’s proposition. She figures she’s going to have to fuck him anyway on Thursday night. What about taking on two other guys? It is the ultimate erotic fantasy and she’s never going to have another chance like this. Should she take the risk? Oh, what the fuck.

“Okay. I’ll do it,” she says, making up her mind. “But these guys better be who you say they are. How do we know it’ll be safe? You know, sexually I mean.”

“Trust me, Sis,” Randy says. “I know these guys. In fact you know them too, which is why you’ll be blind folded. No one will know who they’re fucking. Everyone’s secret is protected.”

“What do I have to do?” Sylvia asks. “And how are we going to fuck if I’m in a full body stocking?”

“Wait right here,” Randy says, running from the room. He’s so excited that his cock is bulging in his pants when he returns to her room with a shopping bag.

“Check this out,” Randy says, opening the bag on her bed. Inside the bag is a crotchless and cupless black body stocking. Sylvia laughs as he holds it up in front of him.

“Where did you get that?” Sylvia asks, still laughing. Taking it from him, she inspects the crotch, which has a little stitched opening to go around her pussy lips and is completely open around the ass.

“Try it on,” Randy says, excitedly, pulling a mask out of the bag.

“Right now?” Sylvia asks, looking at the mask.

“We have to know if it’ll work,” Randy pleads. “What if I got the wrong size?” he asks, aching to see his sister in the sexy body stocking and mask.

“Okay,” Sylvia says. “Leave the room, I’ll tell you when to come back.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Randy asks. “I’ve already seen you naked and tomorrow night… Just put it on, Sis.”

“Fine!” Sylvia relents, pulling her t-shirt over her head, revealing her luscious tits to her little brother. “Tell me if you hear Chris’s car,” she says as she unfastens her jeans, turns around and pulls them and her panties down together. Randy’s cock, already bulging out the front of his jeans, hardens even more at the sight of his sister’s firm round ass. Sylvia keeps her back to him as she tires unsuccessfully to put the body stocking on while standing up. She finally gives up and sits on the bed, facing Randy. His eyes are popping out of his head when she lifts he leg to fit the body stocking over it. Her legs are wide open and he can see her pussy lips below her neatly trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. Holy shit! Randy’s afraid he’s going to cum in his pants.