The story advances and Tammy receives a juicy proposal from her father that involves a new character. Tomas, on the other hand, is put under a rigorous pleasure treatment by his mother. For now, the brothersTThey haven't crossed their paths. Opt for not delaying any longer and uploading a slightly shorter chapter, I want to dedicate time to my other abandoned stories, much more than this one. Know that with work it's hard for me to find moments to write and these stories don't get written in two sittings, that's more Tammy's thing, not mine:
Protagonists: Tamara and Sandra (portrayed by Instagram influencer Bee_farmer and actress Xev Bellringer with some extra photos of others)
The Forbidden Ring
Some natural laws couldn't be broken, even in the home of the brothersTSince then Sandra thought that after enjoying such a foot tasting, in which Tomas left no corner untouched by a display of affection, she took off her son's pants to feed the anticipation and knelt down between his legs, pushing away some toys from the twins who were scattered all over the house.
- Not so fast little boy, mom has to reward you for your effort... - She said playfully, sticking her face to her erect son's penis.
- To be honest, I was already getting my prize right in front of me and you took it away. Is that how you treat sons?
- I have the leggings and thong stuck to the empanada, mom wants you to come too, afterwards while I'm eating it all will stop for you. - She excused herself, and it was a good excuse. It seemed like she was diagramming scenes with several minutes of anticipation.
Without saying another word, only dedicating themselves to mutual lustful glances, Sandra licked her son's trunk from the base to the glans and began to nod, demonstrating a maternal love as twisted as genuine.
Between Tomás' legs, extatic with pleasure, he felt his mother's hot and humid mouth giving him pleasure without pause, nodding at a speed that rivaled Tammy's. That tacit competition between them had been extremely beneficial for both parties, neither the teacher wanted to yield in sex nor the student lose to an earlier generation.
So Sandra licked his cock at the perfect speed, caressing the glans with her tongue inside her mouth every time it touched bottom. She felt her mother's tongue blocking her mouth, sticking to the palate and then letting the glans pass further.
- I love when you make me a deep throat. - Tomás expressed, only seeing his mother's red hair rising and falling like a Wack-A-molewith hair, you know, those fair games with creatures coming out of a hole that you have to hit with a hammer.
- My generation invented that movie, well, I was born a few years later, but I mean that...
- That you're the best, understand. – Tomás completed the sentence, leaving his mother to continue her fellatio. If she was the best or not, he didn't care, he just knew that suddenly he wanted to enjoy a good blow job and come in her, he still couldn't decide where.
Following each logical point, Sandra changed from oral to manual and devoted herself to sucking testicles, loving to play with them, giving them love, leaving them slobbery and smelly from so many kisses and licks. Sandra occupied her other hand to rub her nipples as hard as her vagina over the leggings.
- You have saladitas and calentitas, I love them. – She whispered before nodding a couple of minutes more until Tomás decided to go further...
Tomás undid her, took her legs and held them up, leaving his ass at the height of his mother's face
- Do you make me a rim job? – He asked like when he used to ask for a treat in a kiosk.
- Rim job, tit job, paizuri, milf, cougar, all those terms you use...
- I remember when you confessed your mice on the sofa the first time and I told you that porn was bad for your head, not at all wrong, you have a dictionary of perversion in your head.
- That sofa... if it could talk, it would have more stories than Jésica Cirio's past gatuno. – She reminisced.
- Do you have it clean? – He asked, bringing his nose to smell the anus.
- Tammy never asks me and does it without being asked, not even caring.
- Well, well, here goes, things a mother does to give her sons, how barbarous… Sandra buried her mouth in Tomás's ass, hiding under the testicles, sending tongue and taking on the challenge. With measure and care, she pulled out in the way that pleased the young man, rubbing his lips and nose against the leather ring while passing a hand above to make him come. Whenever Tamara got into the conversation, a contest was created where she wanted to show she had everything to win.
A wonderful postcard, the best landscape.- Ohyes, mom, oh yes, it's incredible, I'm so lucky that my sister and mom are eating my bum. – He expressed seeing her kissing his anus loudly, treating the asterisk as if it were a second mouth. His loving hand didn't stay behind either.
Sandra's tongue pressed against the center of the bum and slid from there in all directions following the folds of skin, every time she pressed the center getting a little further away. Saliva was dripping down her anus giving her a delicious sensation.
- The experts recommend that moms and dads not give their kids blowjobs, but they didn't say anything about this. – Tomás brooded taking his mother's golden hair by the head and rubbing his mouth against her left-to-right and top-to-bottom anus.
- Has your depression passed already, little love? – He said, giving her a loud black kissChuuick– You see I was right, all your troubles were going to pass you by.
The constant competition with Tamara had made her incredibly good at actions she wasn't used to like rimjob. Both her hand and tongue inspired that love and care typical of mothers, masturbation was almost a caress, and the asterisk lapping was a tender kiss struggling to break through her insides. Tomás became oblivious watching her with her eyes closed, enjoying anilingus as much as he did, feeling her wet tongue introducing itself into him, surpassing Friday after Friday in intensity and duration.
Indeed, after some more minutes of black kiss combined with masturbation, Tomás felt ready to give her the advanced gift of the day of mothers.
- I'm coming, mom, tell me where you want it. – He said pulling her out of her reverie without being able to contain his ejaculation for another minute, his cock began to beat and there wasn't much time to think about a trajectory.
- Wherever you want, heart, I always let you come wherever you want. – She expressed while connecting her mouth to her anus and fingering it. – Mom lets you cum anywhere.
Tomás let his legs drop and put his glans in Sandra's mouth, giving a clear answer. – Then in the mouth, I want you to take my cum.
Like a devoted mother, without taking her eyes off her son, she kept her mouth open waiting for the orgasm, which didn't make him wait long. Tomás, not closing his eyes, kept the glans in line and shot all his load onto Sandra's tongue, covering it completely with his semen. She waited patiently until the last drop slid lazily from the tip of the penis to the pool of sperm. Once full of semen, she ingested it slowly and lovingly, savoring her lips at the end.
- There's nothing better for strengthening family ties. – Said Tomás, returning to his spicy personality. – Now yes, give me what you promised. – He demanded like a child Capricious. – I want to return the gift you gave me. - I sucked your bum, swallowed your cum, it seems we can move on to the main course, Mom's favorite positions that you like so much. – The milf tried to seduce him. - No, no. I've realized you're avoiding my ass now, and I won't accept a no as an answer anymore. - Because my love, I just came from the gym, I'm sweaty, I didn't take a shower, I'm all loaded up, my asterisk is a real mess… – She expressed with genuine concern. – Let me warm you up with some sentones all night? Yes? We'll both win. – She negotiated, showing she knew the slang of young people. - That's how I like it, let's go, lick my ass clean with kisses. – She said with a determination and level of demand that didn't match the conflicting version from minutes ago. All that melancholy shown when seeing her sons sleep, remembering how much Tamara had changed and how she was working hard to make ends meet had disappeared before her other self, the sexual fetishist beast of booties. Sandra sighed resignedly, without a doubt her son no longer thought with his head straight: – Okay, get comfortable, I'm going to sit on your face. The best milf in the city, country, maybe even continent, the most incestuous and permissive one got into position on her son's face and slid her elastic legging down to reveal her thong, a fine and scandalous thong that barely covered the hole of her asterisk. Tomás felt the delicious smell of his own mother's skin, sweat, and pussy, he couldn't make a better perfume with such forbidden elixirs. Sandra didn't take long to run the string of her underwear, half-held between the wrinkles of her anus, leaving it served more than ever and at the expectation that they would give themselves a feast with it. Tomás put his hands on her buttocks and stretched the skin to see the leather ring stretch open like a ventilation duct. - Tomás… stop looking at it, me It bothers me. - He said without changing position, squatting and with his ass exposed. - Do what you have to do but stop looking at it like you've never seen it before.
How not to get dizzy with such a beautiful rash on top of you?- You've got a beautiful bum. – He said stretching and closing it with his thumbs.
- Tomas... stop playing, let's go.
- Well, well, I don't know if it bothers you or if you're getting impatient. It always gives the impression at first and then you enjoy it.
- I feel weird like this exposed about you, with everything out in the open, I feel more slutty than ever in my life.
- Well, Tamara must have inherited it from somewhere, I imagine, although this pink bum didn't inherit...
- As soon as Tomás' tongue touched a pink fold of her anus, Sandra shuddered and when he started licking with enthusiasm, she saw the skin on her buttocks turn into goosebumps, giving him the delicious sensation of the texture of the orange. And it wasn't the only delicious thing, the innocent and conflicted son didn't leave any trace, as if he had been replaced by an infamous twin, licking his anus in all directions, causing mixed sensations.
- OhhOh God, I'm doing this, always saying I won't do these things with my son again and when it starts I enjoy it like a slut. – Sandra confessed, her eyes closed and enjoying the fresh sensation of a tongue probing the center of her asshole.
- We know each other well, you know how to get rid of all my problems from the week and I know how to bring out your more repressed and liberal side.
- I love it even though we're doing this, you can say those things... you're not like others. – She praised surprised by her son's words.
- I'm glad you like them, because now I don't want to talk for a good hour. – Tomás took his mother's buttocks and made her sit on his mouth, sinking his face as much into the pillow as between her buttocks, with her asshole and exquisite flavors connected to his mouth. It was just what he wanted, a good butt on his face, intoxicating him until the pores of the skin of pleasure. The woman didn't lag behind and whimpered terribly, forgetting about her grandchildren resting unaware of that forbidden underworld.
- Oooh, oooh, mmh... - Sandra let out a sigh before covering her mouth with her hand, feeling her son's lips kissing her in her most erogenous and heated areas, in those places that many at the gym would want to undress and eat like her own son was doing. Tomás continued to savor the leather scrap for a good while until the experienced woman decided that her vagina also required his skilled services: - Do you have a taste for sucking pussy or just ass? – She asked, lifting her rear end and separating her vaginal lips with her fingers. Her vagina was a hotbed, she had been preparing a love broth after that day of heat and training, and Tomás was more than willing to drink his forbidden potion. As he performed a devoted cunnilingus without asking permission, he inserted a finger into her ass, which was sufficiently moistened for easy entry. Thinking that a deep and continuous sucking of pussy in exchange for a sucked asshole was an admirable trade, Tomás introduced his finger almost to the knuckle and played with his mother's anus, making obscene hooks throughout its interior, turning it until he felt the friction of her anus against his phalanx. - I'm worried about your... obsession, son, you can't enjoy so much... an ass? Do you know that Mom uses it for the same thing as you do? Sometimes it seems like you forget uuuuhLeaving out a sigh of pleasure when I turn my finger in the direction of the clock's hands, rosing well the tips against his soft and irregular upholstery.
- Calm down, nothing's wrong.
- Tomás dismissed it as if being under his mother's vagina was the most normal thing in the world.
- If it were bad then I wouldn't feel so good for both of us, right?
- You're the only one who can give answers like that at a moment like this.
- Sandra expressed, shaking her face with disappointment.
- Without a doubt you're sick and partly I'm to blame.
- In porn it's common for them to do these things, every time I see videos I like when the man does a good preview, with good butt licking, using the word: pussy, I like when they use their fingers and...
- Good, good enough.
- Sandra expressed, calling her son quiet and sitting on his mouth, this time releasing her buttocks so that she could pinch her cheeks like spongy clamps made of cushions.
- I don't like it when you bring out your more perverted side, you're always going to be my consented one, my baby, and I still see you as innocent in my head, I can't imagine you're already a real-life porn actor.
- Tomás, unable to come up with a sharp comment this time, took Sandra's buttocks of pomelo and pressed them against his face, sucking everything they hid, feeling their fragrances multiplied by proximity and the temperatures of the flesh. It was more delicious than the aroma of a good roast on a fresh Sunday afternoon.
- When Sandra decided it was time for a conventional night of sex, with classic vaginal penetration of old school, ancestral, of all time, she rubbed the whole edge over her son's mouth to leave him as satisfied as dazed, and seeing that he had the flag firm, she mounted both hips.
- Do you like the taste I left in your mouth, you little rascal?
- She said, feeling her son's glans hitting the top of her wet vagina.
- Everything, absolutely everything about you pleases me. Sucking on the breasts with his hands, arching to reach them with his mouth and latching onto an erect nipple almost without looking. Despite Sandra's continuous movement, Tomás continued to suckle the nipple in a lewd manner, stuffing as much breast into his mouth as possible.
- Oh, damn it, I'm going to have to buy myself a muzzle so I don't scream like a madwoman. – Sandra lamented, extremely flushed both from the erect tool she was riding and from her son's primitive way of sucking on her tit. – Do you suck them off your sister or just me?
- Just you. – He said, releasing it with a loud farting sound pah) – I can't mistreat Tammy's because they're the twins' before anyone else, yours are my toys and I treat them as I want. - Capricious little goat. – Pinching his cheeks and planting a juicy kiss on him. His son's hands took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze his butt until leaving marks with their fingers, feeling the weight of his firm and large buttocks overflowing their hands. As the minutes passed, tension increased due to the noise their hips made with each impact and the mattress from the moving weight of both, the danger that came with it, making them cling to each other to muffle the sounds, Tomás hugged his mother and squeezed her enormous breasts against his chest at the same time as she kissed him all over his mouth and neck. Almost stuck together by the temperatures of their bodies, mother and son danced on the bed buttoned up, body to body, hip to hip, hands around the waist, on the hip, hands everywhere, copulating like inimitable lovers, they kissed, hugged, and said obscenities without any restraint. Both released all the tensions they needed to release without stopping their sex almost with vehemence, at an unsustainable rhythm for an amateur couple. In that incest dance both were already professionals.
The Proposal
- Ohhh, ohh ah, ah, ahh, ahh, uh, uh, uh, ummm...- Tammy moaned with both hands grasping the backrest. Her father now, while grabbing her butt, was the one who was swaying, holding himself up by his legs, ecstatic about the ring of flesh enveloping his trunk.
- That's it, that's my little girl, moan like a slut, moan like a slut that daddy likes.
- It hurts a lot, daddy, you're tearing my ass apart! - Said Tammy twisting under her father without caring that her incestuous screams would be heard by the neighbors in adjacent rooms.
- Of course not! You always say the same thing every Friday and end up asking for more cock, relax and let daddy do the tiny ass....OhDaddy, it's not the same every Friday, I accept that you can put it in my booty and finish me off all torn up... - She lamented with false pretenses while her own father continued to swing back and forth as he pounded her ass, getting a little deeper each time, making her delirious from the sensation of her inner walls unfolding like a diver's wetsuit against the penis' onslaught, feeling pain in places where she wasn't used to feeling anything, places where the body seemed to have no transmitters for sensations, only in the hard and equal anal sex that was being given to her seemed to reencounter with the existence of her recollected tunnel.
Tammy remembered her first anal in that Mar del Plata hotel like a treasure. Unlike her father, her brother had been very playful that time. He played with a dildo, his fingers, and his tongue, while her father presented his tool without any previous warning and just pushed it in until it was adjusted to her ass.
Rarely did she put her fingers in before, and when she did it was only to get excited by the sensation of slipping into the leather ring on her phalanx. However, although Tammy felt the rough rubbing of the glans dilating her rectum with each advance and retreat, she enjoyed herself like a slut because she treated her hole without the slightest consideration, unlike how Tomás treated it.
The combination of anal sex with Viagra gave Gustavo the boost he needed for his sore muscles to resist the final hours, although he wasn't the only one in pain.Pa... pa...Papi, it hurts a lot... Do you want to come in my tits? My mouth? Somewhere once so you'll stop tearing my ass apart? - She begged, panting heavily as she whimpered, disheveled like the ghost of a horror movie.
- Nothing like that, I'm fine. - She denied, not stopping for a second to give him a good pounding in the ass, feeling the ring squeezing her waist like it had put on an elastic band. - I'm very comfortable where I am, snug and rough like I like it, I'll come when I'm ready or when we have to leave, I don't care if I'm left red-hot.Aaah, ah, ah, ahI'm the one who's going to leave you red-hot, daddy, don't be bad... When I saw her lying on her back with her legs open, with her mouth drooling, you had dirty ideas that you couldn't help but have. - I'd like to have a family party again, I want to break your bum in front of your brother and mother, I want to show them who's boss, give them a sign. – Descending to kiss her filthy mouth. – Mmm, you've got the whole mouth all stinky. – She said, pinching his cheeks. – You were a very dirty girl. - Yes, daddy, I was dirty, very dirty,Oh, oh, oh, ahh ooohThe minutes passed and Gustavo didn't seem to want to give in, decided to make those walls shake and sink that bed, his hip seemed like a perpetual motion machine going up and down as if driven by gears, if it were a particular machine, it could be considered an air drill. With each change of position the red and hard glans scraped a different wall inside Tammy's ass, which felt that delicious and uncomfortable sensation of the flesh opening up and dilating its walls.
It seemed like a lie that the waste outlet was so close to the one in charge of pleasure. Maybe it wasn't a design flaw, with each turn of his father's penis inside her ass, she felt the friction as if he were screwing in a bolt, for moments both disparate organs seemed to fit together perfectly. Maybe the ass would oblige such pleasure during anal sex not have been an accidental gift but a reserved gift for the bolder ones.
- Come in my bum, daddy, come on, come on, fuck my ass, fuck my ass... - She begged in a Lolita tone that had always turned her father on, illustrating his point by taking his buttocks to open them painfully. The rumbling of the bed and the continuous collision of flesh was almost like an Uruguayan tango.
The change of strategy worked. If he wanted her to stop punishing her ass by coming in it, Gustavo fell into the trap and believing that his daughter wanted to upholster her rectum with semen, he went up a couple of gears and ended the night with a copious and thunderous anal enema.
- Ohh, ohh, ohhHere it comes, yes, yes, yes...uuuuffff– The man blew his load into the anus without an ounce of compassion and pulled out with one swift movement, leaving the last drop of semen inside his daughter.
Tammy kept her buttocks apart so that her father could admire her handiwork, her hole dilated to its limits, defiled as if it had been sodomized in a prison of death. Where she used to have a functional asterisk now there was a red mess with semen oozing from the center, her anus left unrecognizable due to her impius father.
Gustavo took the semen that was dripping like melted cheese with two fingers and offered his dirty fingers to his daughter as a tribute, which she gladly sealed the evening by sucking them clean as if they had been offering her a delicious sweet.
– Was it yummy, little one? – He asked with his cock hanging like an animal's tail, with a small white drop crowning its tip. He was agitated, with his hairy chest inflating and deflating as if he were suffering from a heart disease. Not having been a constant smoker had been one of the best decisions in his life. And having let himself be absorbed by the impious spiral of incestuous lust that his family revolved around without cease towards the abyss.
– Very yummy, papi, I love your cum, it warms me up from my anus. – Tammy inserted a pair of fingers into her anus and pulled them out covered in semen, bringing that hot and thick semen back to her mouth. The very insatiable one did it again in front of her father's attentive gaze, who was watching her take the cum and bring it to her mouth with a smile.
– We have to leave in a bit, pussy has already given everything, there's no need for you to keep going my love. – He said reuniting with his more pious side. – You were a good girl. The best. – Giving her a pat on the leg and sitting down on the bed, picking up his clothes.
– It's to improve the defenses, we have to put the immune system to the test to be strong. – Said Tammy, demonstrating some ignorance about how the system worked. defenses. From all forms, Gustavo smiled and began the slow pilgrimage to his home.
The forbidden pair took advantage of the extra time (it wasn't that much either, there were still an hour until eight) to dress calmly, comb their hair, clean themselves thoroughly - hands, mouth, faces, and sex.
- Thanks for coming, little girl, you make my papa very happy. – She thanked him by entering the bathroom where she was finishing up, taking her from behind and giving her a tender kiss on the mouth.
- The pleasure is all mine, Friday is my favorite day of the week and I hope to enjoy it for years. – Returning the kiss.
- Let's go home, see how the others two passed their night. – He said when they were leaving the bathroom, almost as if they had entered the hotel. Gustavo could assure that he was five kilos lighter compared to when he entered.
- Tell me about the proposal you had for me? I'm still very intrigued. – She asked entering the car.
- Don't forget about it, love. When we arrive, I'll tell you. Someone made a juicy proposal and you have the final word.
- Interesting, very interesting. – Tamara smiled, wondering what the proposal was about and more importantly, who had made it. Seeing the first lights of morning emerging between the buildings, like a fire emerging on the horizon, the father prepared to take his daughter to their shared home with her brother and, on the way, pick up his wife. The scene was different from the protagonists, but Tomás and Sandra were probably also having an intense night in their absence.
Once in front of the shared house of the brothers, a middle-class residence in an unspecified location for security reasons, Gustavo parked and prepared to tell his daughter about the proposal before she got sleepy. Both the sun was starting to cook their eyes, the afternoons of discontinuous passion had a price and weren't young enough to stay out all night like teenagers gamer, especially him, who couldn't be further from the world of video games.
Looking at Tamara's expectant gaze, unable to hide her interest, the man took out his cell phone and searched for a photo: - This was my old PPS (Supervised Professional Practice) teacher in 5th year and my first construction site boss, Roque Andreoli, can you recognize him, he came to some of my birthdays... -
His father stood next to an older man, both in age and size, bald, with a rounded face and prominent papillae, as well as a prominent belly that preceded his steps. He looks like a baby with...Benjamin ButtonFat, round and giant. Tamara had a flashback of Vietnam. It was almost 10 years ago, when her body still didn't have the curved buttocks that characterized her, although it did hint at them. When she was a rebellious, nice and adventurous teenager in terms of hentai, scratching the tower of perversion that once climbed, the chubby ruffian approached her at her father's birthday table, taking advantage of a distraction from him. - You must be Tammy, yes, yes, you are. – He said with an unpleasant half-smile after seeing her front and back without disguise. – Your dad still talks about you, hehe, the porter keeps coming and going cleaning up the drool you leave, causing slips like in a English comedy. - ¡YukI'm sorry, I didn't understand. – Tamara was disgusted, not knowing the common expression that a father who drools over his daughter is due to excessive pride.
- Do you know? Once I went into your old man's trailer when I worked at the Paso Piedra dam, to correct an error in diagramming on a plan, it had a cork mural full of your photos, some of your brother's too, but most were yours, the old man carries that mural from here to there. I left looking like a fool... - She jumped into a dance without caring about anything, looking her up and down while eating a fine cream-filled pastry in one bite.
That day Tamara was wearing a ripped jeans and a printed jacket with the symbol ...Fireof the lettersYu-Gi-Oh!soft and with a hood. Although it wasn't the same one from the present, I didn't need experience to notice a libidinous glow in Roque's gaze, accentuated by how he licked the cream off his lips while looking at her. Slightness was not one of his virtues.
- Very nice photos you took on the beach? Where were you? Pinamar? Cariló?
- I wouldn't know if I don't see the photo, we always go somewhere every year. – I try to detach myself from the perverse tone of the conversation, which had completely distracted me from the sweet table. Roque showed kindness by bringing her a cream-filled mass with a strawberry.
- Almost like I'd steal one of those photos, although I'm sure he'd notice and get upset. - She confessed, approaching him like a jackal to an open corral. – You could tell your old man to invite me on one of those trips, or you could tell me where they go and I'm sure we can find each other, it would be a pleasure to see you in those bikinis that look so nice on you.
Tammy saw Roque looking at her with his small pig eyes and made a face of disgust.
- I doubt it, the beaches are very crowded and it's hard to find people, especially when they don't want to be found. – She became stubborn. – Sometimes I even stay in the hotel playing PS Vita. - At that time, I was really into the music games of Hatsune Mikuespecially theProject Diva FAnd I saw with good eyes completing the collection.
- Well, it would be easier for me to find you if you sent me a little message... maybe I could help you buy a game for that PSVisa. Without being able to control it, the illegal Tamara changed expression at the proposal of new games. She didn't think she would sell herself for one or two, although for a higher sum if the terms were favorable... In that Gustavo noticed the proximity of both and ending with a chat he approached. The father of the brothersTHe introduced them and the dangerous conversation dissipated. Even Nacho, who was halfway unbuttoning his shirt, approached asking if he could get a Fernet and a Coke from the fridge behind the bar.
- This is one of mine! – Roque agreed. – This almost looks like a robbery more than an old man's birthdayHeBefore leaving for his table after choosing a portion of strawberry cake (which I went under the chocolate waterfall like a pig) he told him a joke that he would never forget: - UhHey girl, do you know why witches don't wear pants?EmmI don't know. – Knowing that something obscene was coming.
- Because they have to grab the broom!
- Rock, get a new one, I've heard it a million times already. – Roberto reprimanded him while his former teacher twisted with laughter at his own story, splashing melted chocolate drops on the floor. Tamara thought it pathetic.
The laughter made several guests turn around in confusion who were choosing to eat from the sweet table, of course, and Tammy's laugh wasn't among them, until her father snapped his fingers inside the vehicle and woke her up from her trance.
- Tammy? Tamara? Hey Do you hear me? - Yes, yes, I remembered Roque, one of his jokes. - The witch's pantyhose joke, the only one he had. – His father also remembered it. – Well, I said I have a proposal that involves him, not pleasant but it could be like winning the lottery. - What's up with him, what kind of proposal? - Can't you imagine? – Gustavo played along with the mystery. - I imagine something that I don't think is real. - He visited us a few days ago on Engineer's Day, he's fatter and balder, although you wouldn't believe it, saw my cork mural with your photos... you should have seen it, his eyes got teary while he was licking his lips, like a dead man passing by a snack shop. - And Tomás, of course. My photos and Tomás'. – Interrupted with sarcasm. - Yes, yes, yours and Tomás', he said he couldn't believe how beautiful you looked, that you must have been enormous, I told him you had made me a grandfather at the duplicate and... chat comes and goes, pass your number. – Summarized in the end. - ¡How! – Tammy got upset, not expecting her father to sell her to her old professor and boss. She didn't expect a proposal related to prostitution, especially not from him, less with someone like Roque, who made Tío Nacho look like actor Nacho Vidal... - Tammy, I passed it on for professional reasons. I told him that as soon as the twins grow up and can be with a babysitter you'll need a stable job. – Explained something that, for now, was logical. – He has your number and I told him to pass mine to, well, make some business, who knows what he might propose. - Any business? – Asked knowing what her father meant. – Let's get to the point. Does he have money? - A lot. He's loaded. His great-great-grandfather had it, his grandfather and father also, he with three marriages that ended in disaster never felt the blow, Roque is a golden cutie and if you play your cards right you can take out a good chunk from that pig. – Explained the plan with a calm typical of Mario Santos from The Simulators. – Think about how easy it is for you to seduce, as soon as they like you, nights of... well, one could say, debauchery, in which everything you take out will be for the twins.
- Don't put the twins in this, they have everything they need, they don't need their mother to prostitute herself. – The brunette began to refuse.
- You can always have more. – She argued calmly. – Only a beautiful woman like you, so expert, can make a fortune in one night. Just take your time.
Tammy thought seriously about it. It was simple: talk to him, propose a meeting, squeeze the old guy and bring who knows how many bills home, if she overanalyzed it would be her first legal night of sex in a long time, no, her first in all her degenerate life, she had only slept with her brother, father, and uncle throughout her crazy sexual life, getting that repulsive stereotype of a bossy old man could become the first legal boyfriend to take her to bed.
- Tammy, Tammy, I'm proposing it for the money, because that old guy gets so excited when he likes a slut, I know him, he becomes obsessed, you could be one of them, the best of all, I know you can and you have everything to win.
Gustavo took out his cell phone and showed her a contact with a phone number. His father had been clear: if the old pervert had money, it was because he spent it on whores. He had the word whore written across his wide forehead.
Suddenly, Tamara turned off the car key and it went dark, plunged into a monolithic silence, barely visible due to the shadows cast by the morning sun. Instantly, without breaking the silence, she guided her own hand to her father's pant leg and pulled down his flaccid and exhausted member outside.
- Love? What are you doing? – She was surprised when her daughter approached and began to masturbate him after grasping his member. It was enough for an electric discharge to run from the tip of his glans to the base. His brain tried to revive it as best it could.
- I don't have cider at home so I thought I'd uncork another sparkling wine as a way of celebrating. - He said with a tone capable of melting titanium.
- What's the reason for the celebration? A promising business?
- Let's say yes. That old man had more desire to stick it in me than to live, it's a closed case, we have to squeeze it out. - He said leaning in a bit closer, almost on the gearshift. Little by little his face began to droop. Gustavo reclined his seat back until it hit something. The smell of ass that it emitted caused him a bit of disgust, but he had taken cocks in worse states.
- You know where he was before, love, maybe we can go up and if the others didn't finish...
- Roque is going to be a tough nut to crack, I have to get strong if I want to leave a room with him loaded with silver...
Tammy went all the way down and almost put his glans in her mouth due to suction, as if she were slurping noodles in soup. Her dark hair began to rise and fall, making the man's skin crawl. Knowing that just moments before he had drilled his rectum with the same tool made him feel queasy, and he didn't even have to ask for it, his daughter was enough to get the biggest prize from the pleasure of going for more.
- Pussy said she gave everything but always leaves something more to give. - Tammy whispered between her blowjob, clean-shaven, profile, in an uncomfortable position, she was capable of squeezing out every last drop in any situation.
- You're a four-wheel drive, Tammy, Roque is going to want to kidnap you, he's going to turn you into his favorite slut.
- And what about you? - The brunette asked emerging with a dragon's breath. - Are you my favorite slut?
Gustavo grabbed her by the neck and slapped her with a deep and obscene tongue kiss. - Of course, you're far from being my favorite slut, but it will be our secret, won't it? I don't want more competitions between you and Sandra.
- Calm down, I'm not going to make you sleep on the sofa. – Your father, satisfied, picked up his black hair and made her nod off in prep, this time erect thanks to the dirty talk as much as the same kiss he gave her.
- Then keep going, that's it, like that, good girl... my girl. – I rocked her from top to bottom with pleasure, without letting go of her hair, in a dominant and pleasant gesture. Tammy enjoyed being treated like a slut, even being mistreated, and an intense blow job of those characteristics was one of her weaknesses.
The man didn't mind prolonging the fellatio any longer than necessary and when he was ready to ejaculate, he did it without warning her, knowing that Tammy would swallow everything that came out, no matter how it came out: - That's what I like, I didn't expect less from my favorite slut.
- Do you like me to clean your cock and swallow your cum, daddy? – She asked in a Lolita tone.
- Yes, there's nothing better than a surprise blow job to reinforce bonds, right?
- You think the same about anal sex, being finished inside, when I kiss you with tongue in front of Tomás, when I apply correctives on your booty...
- Well, let's go up and see if the other two had as good a time as we did. – He said getting out of the car and turning around to open the door for his daughter like a gentleman. If the neighbors knew what they were doing in the motel room and the car...
Continues...
As I always say, thanks for reading, if you bet on this story once again after so many chapters I appreciate it. This time has been shorter, a chapter that concludes the acts of the previous one and opens the curtain for new adventures, believe me only the tip of the iceberg is showing.Other Seasons: Otaku Sister Season 1. Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3484478/Hermana-Otaku.htmlSister Otaku Season 2: Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3727751/Hermana-Otaku-2da-Temporada.htmlPrevious Chapter: Sister Otaku Season 3. Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4368552/Hermana-Otaku-3ra-Temporada.html
Protagonists: Tamara and Sandra (portrayed by Instagram influencer Bee_farmer and actress Xev Bellringer with some extra photos of others)
The Forbidden Ring
Some natural laws couldn't be broken, even in the home of the brothersTSince then Sandra thought that after enjoying such a foot tasting, in which Tomas left no corner untouched by a display of affection, she took off her son's pants to feed the anticipation and knelt down between his legs, pushing away some toys from the twins who were scattered all over the house.
- Not so fast little boy, mom has to reward you for your effort... - She said playfully, sticking her face to her erect son's penis.
- To be honest, I was already getting my prize right in front of me and you took it away. Is that how you treat sons?
- I have the leggings and thong stuck to the empanada, mom wants you to come too, afterwards while I'm eating it all will stop for you. - She excused herself, and it was a good excuse. It seemed like she was diagramming scenes with several minutes of anticipation.
Without saying another word, only dedicating themselves to mutual lustful glances, Sandra licked her son's trunk from the base to the glans and began to nod, demonstrating a maternal love as twisted as genuine.
Between Tomás' legs, extatic with pleasure, he felt his mother's hot and humid mouth giving him pleasure without pause, nodding at a speed that rivaled Tammy's. That tacit competition between them had been extremely beneficial for both parties, neither the teacher wanted to yield in sex nor the student lose to an earlier generation.
So Sandra licked his cock at the perfect speed, caressing the glans with her tongue inside her mouth every time it touched bottom. She felt her mother's tongue blocking her mouth, sticking to the palate and then letting the glans pass further.
- I love when you make me a deep throat. - Tomás expressed, only seeing his mother's red hair rising and falling like a Wack-A-molewith hair, you know, those fair games with creatures coming out of a hole that you have to hit with a hammer.
- My generation invented that movie, well, I was born a few years later, but I mean that...
- That you're the best, understand. – Tomás completed the sentence, leaving his mother to continue her fellatio. If she was the best or not, he didn't care, he just knew that suddenly he wanted to enjoy a good blow job and come in her, he still couldn't decide where.
Following each logical point, Sandra changed from oral to manual and devoted herself to sucking testicles, loving to play with them, giving them love, leaving them slobbery and smelly from so many kisses and licks. Sandra occupied her other hand to rub her nipples as hard as her vagina over the leggings.
- You have saladitas and calentitas, I love them. – She whispered before nodding a couple of minutes more until Tomás decided to go further...
Tomás undid her, took her legs and held them up, leaving his ass at the height of his mother's face
- Do you make me a rim job? – He asked like when he used to ask for a treat in a kiosk.
- Rim job, tit job, paizuri, milf, cougar, all those terms you use...
- I remember when you confessed your mice on the sofa the first time and I told you that porn was bad for your head, not at all wrong, you have a dictionary of perversion in your head.
- That sofa... if it could talk, it would have more stories than Jésica Cirio's past gatuno. – She reminisced.
- Do you have it clean? – He asked, bringing his nose to smell the anus.
- Tammy never asks me and does it without being asked, not even caring.
- Well, well, here goes, things a mother does to give her sons, how barbarous… Sandra buried her mouth in Tomás's ass, hiding under the testicles, sending tongue and taking on the challenge. With measure and care, she pulled out in the way that pleased the young man, rubbing his lips and nose against the leather ring while passing a hand above to make him come. Whenever Tamara got into the conversation, a contest was created where she wanted to show she had everything to win.
A wonderful postcard, the best landscape.- Ohyes, mom, oh yes, it's incredible, I'm so lucky that my sister and mom are eating my bum. – He expressed seeing her kissing his anus loudly, treating the asterisk as if it were a second mouth. His loving hand didn't stay behind either.
Sandra's tongue pressed against the center of the bum and slid from there in all directions following the folds of skin, every time she pressed the center getting a little further away. Saliva was dripping down her anus giving her a delicious sensation.
- The experts recommend that moms and dads not give their kids blowjobs, but they didn't say anything about this. – Tomás brooded taking his mother's golden hair by the head and rubbing his mouth against her left-to-right and top-to-bottom anus.
- Has your depression passed already, little love? – He said, giving her a loud black kissChuuick– You see I was right, all your troubles were going to pass you by.
The constant competition with Tamara had made her incredibly good at actions she wasn't used to like rimjob. Both her hand and tongue inspired that love and care typical of mothers, masturbation was almost a caress, and the asterisk lapping was a tender kiss struggling to break through her insides. Tomás became oblivious watching her with her eyes closed, enjoying anilingus as much as he did, feeling her wet tongue introducing itself into him, surpassing Friday after Friday in intensity and duration.
Indeed, after some more minutes of black kiss combined with masturbation, Tomás felt ready to give her the advanced gift of the day of mothers.
- I'm coming, mom, tell me where you want it. – He said pulling her out of her reverie without being able to contain his ejaculation for another minute, his cock began to beat and there wasn't much time to think about a trajectory.
- Wherever you want, heart, I always let you come wherever you want. – She expressed while connecting her mouth to her anus and fingering it. – Mom lets you cum anywhere.
Tomás let his legs drop and put his glans in Sandra's mouth, giving a clear answer. – Then in the mouth, I want you to take my cum.
Like a devoted mother, without taking her eyes off her son, she kept her mouth open waiting for the orgasm, which didn't make him wait long. Tomás, not closing his eyes, kept the glans in line and shot all his load onto Sandra's tongue, covering it completely with his semen. She waited patiently until the last drop slid lazily from the tip of the penis to the pool of sperm. Once full of semen, she ingested it slowly and lovingly, savoring her lips at the end.
- There's nothing better for strengthening family ties. – Said Tomás, returning to his spicy personality. – Now yes, give me what you promised. – He demanded like a child Capricious. – I want to return the gift you gave me. - I sucked your bum, swallowed your cum, it seems we can move on to the main course, Mom's favorite positions that you like so much. – The milf tried to seduce him. - No, no. I've realized you're avoiding my ass now, and I won't accept a no as an answer anymore. - Because my love, I just came from the gym, I'm sweaty, I didn't take a shower, I'm all loaded up, my asterisk is a real mess… – She expressed with genuine concern. – Let me warm you up with some sentones all night? Yes? We'll both win. – She negotiated, showing she knew the slang of young people. - That's how I like it, let's go, lick my ass clean with kisses. – She said with a determination and level of demand that didn't match the conflicting version from minutes ago. All that melancholy shown when seeing her sons sleep, remembering how much Tamara had changed and how she was working hard to make ends meet had disappeared before her other self, the sexual fetishist beast of booties. Sandra sighed resignedly, without a doubt her son no longer thought with his head straight: – Okay, get comfortable, I'm going to sit on your face. The best milf in the city, country, maybe even continent, the most incestuous and permissive one got into position on her son's face and slid her elastic legging down to reveal her thong, a fine and scandalous thong that barely covered the hole of her asterisk. Tomás felt the delicious smell of his own mother's skin, sweat, and pussy, he couldn't make a better perfume with such forbidden elixirs. Sandra didn't take long to run the string of her underwear, half-held between the wrinkles of her anus, leaving it served more than ever and at the expectation that they would give themselves a feast with it. Tomás put his hands on her buttocks and stretched the skin to see the leather ring stretch open like a ventilation duct. - Tomás… stop looking at it, me It bothers me. - He said without changing position, squatting and with his ass exposed. - Do what you have to do but stop looking at it like you've never seen it before.
How not to get dizzy with such a beautiful rash on top of you?- You've got a beautiful bum. – He said stretching and closing it with his thumbs.
- Tomas... stop playing, let's go.
- Well, well, I don't know if it bothers you or if you're getting impatient. It always gives the impression at first and then you enjoy it.
- I feel weird like this exposed about you, with everything out in the open, I feel more slutty than ever in my life.
- Well, Tamara must have inherited it from somewhere, I imagine, although this pink bum didn't inherit...
- As soon as Tomás' tongue touched a pink fold of her anus, Sandra shuddered and when he started licking with enthusiasm, she saw the skin on her buttocks turn into goosebumps, giving him the delicious sensation of the texture of the orange. And it wasn't the only delicious thing, the innocent and conflicted son didn't leave any trace, as if he had been replaced by an infamous twin, licking his anus in all directions, causing mixed sensations.
- OhhOh God, I'm doing this, always saying I won't do these things with my son again and when it starts I enjoy it like a slut. – Sandra confessed, her eyes closed and enjoying the fresh sensation of a tongue probing the center of her asshole.
- We know each other well, you know how to get rid of all my problems from the week and I know how to bring out your more repressed and liberal side.
- I love it even though we're doing this, you can say those things... you're not like others. – She praised surprised by her son's words.
- I'm glad you like them, because now I don't want to talk for a good hour. – Tomás took his mother's buttocks and made her sit on his mouth, sinking his face as much into the pillow as between her buttocks, with her asshole and exquisite flavors connected to his mouth. It was just what he wanted, a good butt on his face, intoxicating him until the pores of the skin of pleasure. The woman didn't lag behind and whimpered terribly, forgetting about her grandchildren resting unaware of that forbidden underworld.
- Oooh, oooh, mmh... - Sandra let out a sigh before covering her mouth with her hand, feeling her son's lips kissing her in her most erogenous and heated areas, in those places that many at the gym would want to undress and eat like her own son was doing. Tomás continued to savor the leather scrap for a good while until the experienced woman decided that her vagina also required his skilled services: - Do you have a taste for sucking pussy or just ass? – She asked, lifting her rear end and separating her vaginal lips with her fingers. Her vagina was a hotbed, she had been preparing a love broth after that day of heat and training, and Tomás was more than willing to drink his forbidden potion. As he performed a devoted cunnilingus without asking permission, he inserted a finger into her ass, which was sufficiently moistened for easy entry. Thinking that a deep and continuous sucking of pussy in exchange for a sucked asshole was an admirable trade, Tomás introduced his finger almost to the knuckle and played with his mother's anus, making obscene hooks throughout its interior, turning it until he felt the friction of her anus against his phalanx. - I'm worried about your... obsession, son, you can't enjoy so much... an ass? Do you know that Mom uses it for the same thing as you do? Sometimes it seems like you forget uuuuhLeaving out a sigh of pleasure when I turn my finger in the direction of the clock's hands, rosing well the tips against his soft and irregular upholstery.
- Calm down, nothing's wrong.
- Tomás dismissed it as if being under his mother's vagina was the most normal thing in the world.
- If it were bad then I wouldn't feel so good for both of us, right?
- You're the only one who can give answers like that at a moment like this.
- Sandra expressed, shaking her face with disappointment.
- Without a doubt you're sick and partly I'm to blame.
- In porn it's common for them to do these things, every time I see videos I like when the man does a good preview, with good butt licking, using the word: pussy, I like when they use their fingers and...
- Good, good enough.
- Sandra expressed, calling her son quiet and sitting on his mouth, this time releasing her buttocks so that she could pinch her cheeks like spongy clamps made of cushions.
- I don't like it when you bring out your more perverted side, you're always going to be my consented one, my baby, and I still see you as innocent in my head, I can't imagine you're already a real-life porn actor.
- Tomás, unable to come up with a sharp comment this time, took Sandra's buttocks of pomelo and pressed them against his face, sucking everything they hid, feeling their fragrances multiplied by proximity and the temperatures of the flesh. It was more delicious than the aroma of a good roast on a fresh Sunday afternoon.
- When Sandra decided it was time for a conventional night of sex, with classic vaginal penetration of old school, ancestral, of all time, she rubbed the whole edge over her son's mouth to leave him as satisfied as dazed, and seeing that he had the flag firm, she mounted both hips.
- Do you like the taste I left in your mouth, you little rascal?
- She said, feeling her son's glans hitting the top of her wet vagina.
- Everything, absolutely everything about you pleases me. Sucking on the breasts with his hands, arching to reach them with his mouth and latching onto an erect nipple almost without looking. Despite Sandra's continuous movement, Tomás continued to suckle the nipple in a lewd manner, stuffing as much breast into his mouth as possible.
- Oh, damn it, I'm going to have to buy myself a muzzle so I don't scream like a madwoman. – Sandra lamented, extremely flushed both from the erect tool she was riding and from her son's primitive way of sucking on her tit. – Do you suck them off your sister or just me?
- Just you. – He said, releasing it with a loud farting sound pah) – I can't mistreat Tammy's because they're the twins' before anyone else, yours are my toys and I treat them as I want. - Capricious little goat. – Pinching his cheeks and planting a juicy kiss on him. His son's hands took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze his butt until leaving marks with their fingers, feeling the weight of his firm and large buttocks overflowing their hands. As the minutes passed, tension increased due to the noise their hips made with each impact and the mattress from the moving weight of both, the danger that came with it, making them cling to each other to muffle the sounds, Tomás hugged his mother and squeezed her enormous breasts against his chest at the same time as she kissed him all over his mouth and neck. Almost stuck together by the temperatures of their bodies, mother and son danced on the bed buttoned up, body to body, hip to hip, hands around the waist, on the hip, hands everywhere, copulating like inimitable lovers, they kissed, hugged, and said obscenities without any restraint. Both released all the tensions they needed to release without stopping their sex almost with vehemence, at an unsustainable rhythm for an amateur couple. In that incest dance both were already professionals.
The Proposal
- Ohhh, ohh ah, ah, ahh, ahh, uh, uh, uh, ummm...- Tammy moaned with both hands grasping the backrest. Her father now, while grabbing her butt, was the one who was swaying, holding himself up by his legs, ecstatic about the ring of flesh enveloping his trunk.
- That's it, that's my little girl, moan like a slut, moan like a slut that daddy likes.
- It hurts a lot, daddy, you're tearing my ass apart! - Said Tammy twisting under her father without caring that her incestuous screams would be heard by the neighbors in adjacent rooms.
- Of course not! You always say the same thing every Friday and end up asking for more cock, relax and let daddy do the tiny ass....OhDaddy, it's not the same every Friday, I accept that you can put it in my booty and finish me off all torn up... - She lamented with false pretenses while her own father continued to swing back and forth as he pounded her ass, getting a little deeper each time, making her delirious from the sensation of her inner walls unfolding like a diver's wetsuit against the penis' onslaught, feeling pain in places where she wasn't used to feeling anything, places where the body seemed to have no transmitters for sensations, only in the hard and equal anal sex that was being given to her seemed to reencounter with the existence of her recollected tunnel.
Tammy remembered her first anal in that Mar del Plata hotel like a treasure. Unlike her father, her brother had been very playful that time. He played with a dildo, his fingers, and his tongue, while her father presented his tool without any previous warning and just pushed it in until it was adjusted to her ass.
Rarely did she put her fingers in before, and when she did it was only to get excited by the sensation of slipping into the leather ring on her phalanx. However, although Tammy felt the rough rubbing of the glans dilating her rectum with each advance and retreat, she enjoyed herself like a slut because she treated her hole without the slightest consideration, unlike how Tomás treated it.
The combination of anal sex with Viagra gave Gustavo the boost he needed for his sore muscles to resist the final hours, although he wasn't the only one in pain.Pa... pa...Papi, it hurts a lot... Do you want to come in my tits? My mouth? Somewhere once so you'll stop tearing my ass apart? - She begged, panting heavily as she whimpered, disheveled like the ghost of a horror movie.
- Nothing like that, I'm fine. - She denied, not stopping for a second to give him a good pounding in the ass, feeling the ring squeezing her waist like it had put on an elastic band. - I'm very comfortable where I am, snug and rough like I like it, I'll come when I'm ready or when we have to leave, I don't care if I'm left red-hot.Aaah, ah, ah, ahI'm the one who's going to leave you red-hot, daddy, don't be bad... When I saw her lying on her back with her legs open, with her mouth drooling, you had dirty ideas that you couldn't help but have. - I'd like to have a family party again, I want to break your bum in front of your brother and mother, I want to show them who's boss, give them a sign. – Descending to kiss her filthy mouth. – Mmm, you've got the whole mouth all stinky. – She said, pinching his cheeks. – You were a very dirty girl. - Yes, daddy, I was dirty, very dirty,Oh, oh, oh, ahh ooohThe minutes passed and Gustavo didn't seem to want to give in, decided to make those walls shake and sink that bed, his hip seemed like a perpetual motion machine going up and down as if driven by gears, if it were a particular machine, it could be considered an air drill. With each change of position the red and hard glans scraped a different wall inside Tammy's ass, which felt that delicious and uncomfortable sensation of the flesh opening up and dilating its walls.
It seemed like a lie that the waste outlet was so close to the one in charge of pleasure. Maybe it wasn't a design flaw, with each turn of his father's penis inside her ass, she felt the friction as if he were screwing in a bolt, for moments both disparate organs seemed to fit together perfectly. Maybe the ass would oblige such pleasure during anal sex not have been an accidental gift but a reserved gift for the bolder ones.
- Come in my bum, daddy, come on, come on, fuck my ass, fuck my ass... - She begged in a Lolita tone that had always turned her father on, illustrating his point by taking his buttocks to open them painfully. The rumbling of the bed and the continuous collision of flesh was almost like an Uruguayan tango.
The change of strategy worked. If he wanted her to stop punishing her ass by coming in it, Gustavo fell into the trap and believing that his daughter wanted to upholster her rectum with semen, he went up a couple of gears and ended the night with a copious and thunderous anal enema.
- Ohh, ohh, ohhHere it comes, yes, yes, yes...uuuuffff– The man blew his load into the anus without an ounce of compassion and pulled out with one swift movement, leaving the last drop of semen inside his daughter.
Tammy kept her buttocks apart so that her father could admire her handiwork, her hole dilated to its limits, defiled as if it had been sodomized in a prison of death. Where she used to have a functional asterisk now there was a red mess with semen oozing from the center, her anus left unrecognizable due to her impius father.
Gustavo took the semen that was dripping like melted cheese with two fingers and offered his dirty fingers to his daughter as a tribute, which she gladly sealed the evening by sucking them clean as if they had been offering her a delicious sweet.
– Was it yummy, little one? – He asked with his cock hanging like an animal's tail, with a small white drop crowning its tip. He was agitated, with his hairy chest inflating and deflating as if he were suffering from a heart disease. Not having been a constant smoker had been one of the best decisions in his life. And having let himself be absorbed by the impious spiral of incestuous lust that his family revolved around without cease towards the abyss.
– Very yummy, papi, I love your cum, it warms me up from my anus. – Tammy inserted a pair of fingers into her anus and pulled them out covered in semen, bringing that hot and thick semen back to her mouth. The very insatiable one did it again in front of her father's attentive gaze, who was watching her take the cum and bring it to her mouth with a smile.
– We have to leave in a bit, pussy has already given everything, there's no need for you to keep going my love. – He said reuniting with his more pious side. – You were a good girl. The best. – Giving her a pat on the leg and sitting down on the bed, picking up his clothes.
– It's to improve the defenses, we have to put the immune system to the test to be strong. – Said Tammy, demonstrating some ignorance about how the system worked. defenses. From all forms, Gustavo smiled and began the slow pilgrimage to his home.
The forbidden pair took advantage of the extra time (it wasn't that much either, there were still an hour until eight) to dress calmly, comb their hair, clean themselves thoroughly - hands, mouth, faces, and sex.
- Thanks for coming, little girl, you make my papa very happy. – She thanked him by entering the bathroom where she was finishing up, taking her from behind and giving her a tender kiss on the mouth.
- The pleasure is all mine, Friday is my favorite day of the week and I hope to enjoy it for years. – Returning the kiss.
- Let's go home, see how the others two passed their night. – He said when they were leaving the bathroom, almost as if they had entered the hotel. Gustavo could assure that he was five kilos lighter compared to when he entered.
- Tell me about the proposal you had for me? I'm still very intrigued. – She asked entering the car.
- Don't forget about it, love. When we arrive, I'll tell you. Someone made a juicy proposal and you have the final word.
- Interesting, very interesting. – Tamara smiled, wondering what the proposal was about and more importantly, who had made it. Seeing the first lights of morning emerging between the buildings, like a fire emerging on the horizon, the father prepared to take his daughter to their shared home with her brother and, on the way, pick up his wife. The scene was different from the protagonists, but Tomás and Sandra were probably also having an intense night in their absence.
Once in front of the shared house of the brothers, a middle-class residence in an unspecified location for security reasons, Gustavo parked and prepared to tell his daughter about the proposal before she got sleepy. Both the sun was starting to cook their eyes, the afternoons of discontinuous passion had a price and weren't young enough to stay out all night like teenagers gamer, especially him, who couldn't be further from the world of video games.
Looking at Tamara's expectant gaze, unable to hide her interest, the man took out his cell phone and searched for a photo: - This was my old PPS (Supervised Professional Practice) teacher in 5th year and my first construction site boss, Roque Andreoli, can you recognize him, he came to some of my birthdays... -
His father stood next to an older man, both in age and size, bald, with a rounded face and prominent papillae, as well as a prominent belly that preceded his steps. He looks like a baby with...Benjamin ButtonFat, round and giant. Tamara had a flashback of Vietnam. It was almost 10 years ago, when her body still didn't have the curved buttocks that characterized her, although it did hint at them. When she was a rebellious, nice and adventurous teenager in terms of hentai, scratching the tower of perversion that once climbed, the chubby ruffian approached her at her father's birthday table, taking advantage of a distraction from him. - You must be Tammy, yes, yes, you are. – He said with an unpleasant half-smile after seeing her front and back without disguise. – Your dad still talks about you, hehe, the porter keeps coming and going cleaning up the drool you leave, causing slips like in a English comedy. - ¡YukI'm sorry, I didn't understand. – Tamara was disgusted, not knowing the common expression that a father who drools over his daughter is due to excessive pride.
- Do you know? Once I went into your old man's trailer when I worked at the Paso Piedra dam, to correct an error in diagramming on a plan, it had a cork mural full of your photos, some of your brother's too, but most were yours, the old man carries that mural from here to there. I left looking like a fool... - She jumped into a dance without caring about anything, looking her up and down while eating a fine cream-filled pastry in one bite.
That day Tamara was wearing a ripped jeans and a printed jacket with the symbol ...Fireof the lettersYu-Gi-Oh!soft and with a hood. Although it wasn't the same one from the present, I didn't need experience to notice a libidinous glow in Roque's gaze, accentuated by how he licked the cream off his lips while looking at her. Slightness was not one of his virtues.
- Very nice photos you took on the beach? Where were you? Pinamar? Cariló?
- I wouldn't know if I don't see the photo, we always go somewhere every year. – I try to detach myself from the perverse tone of the conversation, which had completely distracted me from the sweet table. Roque showed kindness by bringing her a cream-filled mass with a strawberry.
- Almost like I'd steal one of those photos, although I'm sure he'd notice and get upset. - She confessed, approaching him like a jackal to an open corral. – You could tell your old man to invite me on one of those trips, or you could tell me where they go and I'm sure we can find each other, it would be a pleasure to see you in those bikinis that look so nice on you.
Tammy saw Roque looking at her with his small pig eyes and made a face of disgust.
- I doubt it, the beaches are very crowded and it's hard to find people, especially when they don't want to be found. – She became stubborn. – Sometimes I even stay in the hotel playing PS Vita. - At that time, I was really into the music games of Hatsune Mikuespecially theProject Diva FAnd I saw with good eyes completing the collection.
- Well, it would be easier for me to find you if you sent me a little message... maybe I could help you buy a game for that PSVisa. Without being able to control it, the illegal Tamara changed expression at the proposal of new games. She didn't think she would sell herself for one or two, although for a higher sum if the terms were favorable... In that Gustavo noticed the proximity of both and ending with a chat he approached. The father of the brothersTHe introduced them and the dangerous conversation dissipated. Even Nacho, who was halfway unbuttoning his shirt, approached asking if he could get a Fernet and a Coke from the fridge behind the bar.
- This is one of mine! – Roque agreed. – This almost looks like a robbery more than an old man's birthdayHeBefore leaving for his table after choosing a portion of strawberry cake (which I went under the chocolate waterfall like a pig) he told him a joke that he would never forget: - UhHey girl, do you know why witches don't wear pants?EmmI don't know. – Knowing that something obscene was coming.
- Because they have to grab the broom!
- Rock, get a new one, I've heard it a million times already. – Roberto reprimanded him while his former teacher twisted with laughter at his own story, splashing melted chocolate drops on the floor. Tamara thought it pathetic.
The laughter made several guests turn around in confusion who were choosing to eat from the sweet table, of course, and Tammy's laugh wasn't among them, until her father snapped his fingers inside the vehicle and woke her up from her trance.
- Tammy? Tamara? Hey Do you hear me? - Yes, yes, I remembered Roque, one of his jokes. - The witch's pantyhose joke, the only one he had. – His father also remembered it. – Well, I said I have a proposal that involves him, not pleasant but it could be like winning the lottery. - What's up with him, what kind of proposal? - Can't you imagine? – Gustavo played along with the mystery. - I imagine something that I don't think is real. - He visited us a few days ago on Engineer's Day, he's fatter and balder, although you wouldn't believe it, saw my cork mural with your photos... you should have seen it, his eyes got teary while he was licking his lips, like a dead man passing by a snack shop. - And Tomás, of course. My photos and Tomás'. – Interrupted with sarcasm. - Yes, yes, yours and Tomás', he said he couldn't believe how beautiful you looked, that you must have been enormous, I told him you had made me a grandfather at the duplicate and... chat comes and goes, pass your number. – Summarized in the end. - ¡How! – Tammy got upset, not expecting her father to sell her to her old professor and boss. She didn't expect a proposal related to prostitution, especially not from him, less with someone like Roque, who made Tío Nacho look like actor Nacho Vidal... - Tammy, I passed it on for professional reasons. I told him that as soon as the twins grow up and can be with a babysitter you'll need a stable job. – Explained something that, for now, was logical. – He has your number and I told him to pass mine to, well, make some business, who knows what he might propose. - Any business? – Asked knowing what her father meant. – Let's get to the point. Does he have money? - A lot. He's loaded. His great-great-grandfather had it, his grandfather and father also, he with three marriages that ended in disaster never felt the blow, Roque is a golden cutie and if you play your cards right you can take out a good chunk from that pig. – Explained the plan with a calm typical of Mario Santos from The Simulators. – Think about how easy it is for you to seduce, as soon as they like you, nights of... well, one could say, debauchery, in which everything you take out will be for the twins.
- Don't put the twins in this, they have everything they need, they don't need their mother to prostitute herself. – The brunette began to refuse.
- You can always have more. – She argued calmly. – Only a beautiful woman like you, so expert, can make a fortune in one night. Just take your time.
Tammy thought seriously about it. It was simple: talk to him, propose a meeting, squeeze the old guy and bring who knows how many bills home, if she overanalyzed it would be her first legal night of sex in a long time, no, her first in all her degenerate life, she had only slept with her brother, father, and uncle throughout her crazy sexual life, getting that repulsive stereotype of a bossy old man could become the first legal boyfriend to take her to bed.
- Tammy, Tammy, I'm proposing it for the money, because that old guy gets so excited when he likes a slut, I know him, he becomes obsessed, you could be one of them, the best of all, I know you can and you have everything to win.
Gustavo took out his cell phone and showed her a contact with a phone number. His father had been clear: if the old pervert had money, it was because he spent it on whores. He had the word whore written across his wide forehead.
Suddenly, Tamara turned off the car key and it went dark, plunged into a monolithic silence, barely visible due to the shadows cast by the morning sun. Instantly, without breaking the silence, she guided her own hand to her father's pant leg and pulled down his flaccid and exhausted member outside.
- Love? What are you doing? – She was surprised when her daughter approached and began to masturbate him after grasping his member. It was enough for an electric discharge to run from the tip of his glans to the base. His brain tried to revive it as best it could.
- I don't have cider at home so I thought I'd uncork another sparkling wine as a way of celebrating. - He said with a tone capable of melting titanium.
- What's the reason for the celebration? A promising business?
- Let's say yes. That old man had more desire to stick it in me than to live, it's a closed case, we have to squeeze it out. - He said leaning in a bit closer, almost on the gearshift. Little by little his face began to droop. Gustavo reclined his seat back until it hit something. The smell of ass that it emitted caused him a bit of disgust, but he had taken cocks in worse states.
- You know where he was before, love, maybe we can go up and if the others didn't finish...
- Roque is going to be a tough nut to crack, I have to get strong if I want to leave a room with him loaded with silver...
Tammy went all the way down and almost put his glans in her mouth due to suction, as if she were slurping noodles in soup. Her dark hair began to rise and fall, making the man's skin crawl. Knowing that just moments before he had drilled his rectum with the same tool made him feel queasy, and he didn't even have to ask for it, his daughter was enough to get the biggest prize from the pleasure of going for more.
- Pussy said she gave everything but always leaves something more to give. - Tammy whispered between her blowjob, clean-shaven, profile, in an uncomfortable position, she was capable of squeezing out every last drop in any situation.
- You're a four-wheel drive, Tammy, Roque is going to want to kidnap you, he's going to turn you into his favorite slut.
- And what about you? - The brunette asked emerging with a dragon's breath. - Are you my favorite slut?
Gustavo grabbed her by the neck and slapped her with a deep and obscene tongue kiss. - Of course, you're far from being my favorite slut, but it will be our secret, won't it? I don't want more competitions between you and Sandra.
- Calm down, I'm not going to make you sleep on the sofa. – Your father, satisfied, picked up his black hair and made her nod off in prep, this time erect thanks to the dirty talk as much as the same kiss he gave her.
- Then keep going, that's it, like that, good girl... my girl. – I rocked her from top to bottom with pleasure, without letting go of her hair, in a dominant and pleasant gesture. Tammy enjoyed being treated like a slut, even being mistreated, and an intense blow job of those characteristics was one of her weaknesses.
The man didn't mind prolonging the fellatio any longer than necessary and when he was ready to ejaculate, he did it without warning her, knowing that Tammy would swallow everything that came out, no matter how it came out: - That's what I like, I didn't expect less from my favorite slut.
- Do you like me to clean your cock and swallow your cum, daddy? – She asked in a Lolita tone.
- Yes, there's nothing better than a surprise blow job to reinforce bonds, right?
- You think the same about anal sex, being finished inside, when I kiss you with tongue in front of Tomás, when I apply correctives on your booty...
- Well, let's go up and see if the other two had as good a time as we did. – He said getting out of the car and turning around to open the door for his daughter like a gentleman. If the neighbors knew what they were doing in the motel room and the car...
Continues...
As I always say, thanks for reading, if you bet on this story once again after so many chapters I appreciate it. This time has been shorter, a chapter that concludes the acts of the previous one and opens the curtain for new adventures, believe me only the tip of the iceberg is showing.Other Seasons: Otaku Sister Season 1. Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3484478/Hermana-Otaku.htmlSister Otaku Season 2: Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3727751/Hermana-Otaku-2da-Temporada.htmlPrevious Chapter: Sister Otaku Season 3. Chapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4368552/Hermana-Otaku-3ra-Temporada.html
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