Niece Surprise Pt. 02

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Three weeks had passed since my niece, Kristen, had dropped by my flat unexpectedly and we had ended up having sex. I was feeling somewhat ashamed of having taken advantage of the situation she had been in. She had arrived late on a Friday, in tears after a huge argument with her boyfriend and having split from him. She had also had a few drinks by the time she got to my place so she was vulnerable and I had behaved appallingly, allowing my sexual desires to get the better of me.

When I awoke around 9am on the Saturday morning, Kristen was snuggled up to me in bed. Raising the sheet a little confirmed we were both naked. She was still sound asleep, so I rose to get dressed. Leaving a short note on the bedside cabinet to say I would be back around mid-day, I slipped out of the house and went for a long walk to clear my head and my thinking. I knew we were heading for a difficult conversation when I got back.

It was a bright sunny morning with just a slight breeze to keep it cool enough for a brisk walk. I headed out of town with no real destination in mind and paying no real attention to the route I was taking.

After about 90 minutes walking I found myself in a small village that I did not immediately recognise. At the far end of the village was a pub with a small garden. I decided I could ask there for directions back to town and, in any case, a pint of beer would be most welcome. One pint turned into two and then a third as I delayed the inevitable return to my flat and the difficult conversation with Kristen.

It was nearly two in the afternoon by the time I had built up the courage to return home. I found that the front door to my flat was double-locked, which I was sure I had not done when I left. Kristen was gone and when I checked the drawer in the bedside cabinet it became clear that she had found my spare key. To be honest, I was quite relieved that she had gone and, coward that I was, I made no attempt to contact her to discuss what had happened or to check how she was, then or in the following days. I kept telling myself I should call, but always came up with an excuse not to do so.

Then, today, as I returned home from work at my usual time of 6:30, I opened the front door and nearly jumped out of my skin as I glimpsed someone sitting on my sofa. It was Kristen. I was frozen to the spot. “Oh! Hi Kristen” was as much of a welcome as I could manage.

“Hello Sam,” said Kristen. “I hope you don’t mind me coming round unannounced.”

I still had not moved and became acutely aware that I was staring at her. Despite everything that was whirling round my head, I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she looked, sitting there in a light summer dress. It was a pale yellow colour, quite low cut, sleeveless and it finished just above her knees. Her bare legs and arms were a golden brown from the great summer we had enjoyed this year. Her body looked fantastic, but she had a really worried look on her face.

I reticently pushed the front door shut behind me. “Not at all,” I said, “we need to talk. I should have got in touch…”

“Fuckin’ right we do!” interrupted Kristen. “Sophie’s back from Uni. I told her what happened here last month and now she’s really going off on one!”

My heart sank. Now, not only did I have to talk to Kristen about what happened between us, I also had to deal with an irate, and probably extremely protective sister. One thing I knew about Sophie was that she had a ferocious temper. Mostly, we had got along fine in the past but I had once felt the extent of her wrath when, as a teenager, I had taken something of hers without permission and damaged it. Despite her being almost three years younger than me, she had given me a sound beating. I had vowed then to stay on the right side of her in future and, even now, I winced at the memory, fearing I had repeated the crime.

Before I even had a chance to formulate an introduction to the conversation I knew I had to have with Kristen, the doorbell rang sharp, loud and long. Just from the way it rang, I knew it was Sophie. On the basis that there was no point delaying the inevitable, I opened the door wide. “Hello Sophs,” I said nervously.

Sophie was dressed almost exactly like her younger sister, only her dress was red and a few inches shorter. She stormed straight past me and into the lounge. Staring straight at Kristen, who was cowering on the sofa, she screamed “There you are you devious bitch! I guessed you’d run straight round here. You can’t avoid me. I’m never going to forgive you.”

I was confused for a moment until it dawned on me that I was not the subject of Sophie’s wrath, it was Kristen she was furious with. Sophie continued beşiktaş escort shouting at poor Kristen who was not allowed to get a word in edgeways. From the tirade, I gathered that the two sisters had had a huge crush on me as schoolgirls and had sometimes fantasised about losing their virginity to me. They had, however, made a sort of pact that neither would ever try to do anything about it on their own. As far as Sophie was concerned, Kristen had broken that solemn agreement.

I was about to do the gentlemanly thing by stepping in to explain to Sophie that It was me who had instigated our liaison when Kristen took advantage of the slightest pause in the onslaught, as Sophie took a breath, to offer her apologies and in the process, admit that she had planned the whole thing. Apparently there was no break up with her boyfriend, Nathan, that evening. That had happened two weeks prior. It was after an evening out drinking that a frustrated Kristen had decided to come round to my flat to try to get me into bed. As it happened, I had taken the lead when I thought she was sleeping and made it really easy for her.

I was shocked but then totally relieved as I realised I didn’t have to feel so guilty and I was not going to have to apologise to Kristen for my behaviour that night. It also occurred to me that Sophie must have an alternative motive for coming round to my place tonight. Surely she could have waited at home to confront Kristen when she eventually returned. There was no need to follow her here.

The two sisters had returned to shouting and were now standing, toe to toe, hurling insults at each other. Instead of being the subject of a shit-load of abuse, as I had expected, I was now put in the position of peace-keeper. I’m not ashamed to admit that I also saw a possibility of having some fun with these two girls tonight. A plan began to form in my mind. It was risky because I would have to take the side of one sister and risk alienating the other but it was worth a try.

I pushed my way between the two girls, forcing each to take a step back. “Let’s all calm down and talk about this” I said. “Now sit down and stay quiet while I get us a drink and we’ll work out what needs to be done here”.

The two sisters reluctantly sat on the sofa, both pouting like spoiled children being denied a treat. I quickly grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured them both a large glass which they accepted with little grace and started to gulp it down. Both glasses were empty within 30 seconds.

I began to pace up and down in front of them like a barrister addressing a jury.

“Now, as I see it, there is a close bond between you two. One of you has broken a promise made to the other and damaged that bond. Now we need to find a way to put it right.”

“But I’ve already apologised to her” blurted out Kristen. “I don’t know what else I can do. I can’t change what happened.”

“Ah, but there’s the question of suitable restitution” I said, glancing at Sophie, who stared back at me blankly. “I suggest that, in a case like this, six of the best administered by the injured party would be a fair punishment.”

A small smile began to form on Sophie’s face as she recognised where I was going with this. Kristen’s response was altogether different. “The fuck with that” she spat and then continued, “I haven’t been spanked since I was a kid and I’ll be buggered if It’s happening now.”

But even as she said this, Sophie and I were moving together to grab her. We pulled her up from the sofa and I held her while Sophie got hold of the hem of her dress. Together we managed to pull it up over her head and off, leaving her in a white set of bra and panties and her slip-on sandals. We bundled her to the floor and lay her face down, kicking and swearing, on the carpet. I knelt across the back of her knees while Sophie straddled her shoulders. We kept her there, pinned down but wriggling, while we regained our breath. After a couple of minutes Kristen recognised the futility of her fight and lay still.

In the struggle, Sophie’s dress had ridden up her thighs and now, sitting with her knees either side of Kristen’s arms, it was bunched up around her waist. As soon as Kristen was quiet she took the opportunity to lift the dress over her head and off, revealing that she was wearing no bra tonight. Her full breasts sat proudly on her chest, displaying large brown areolas and prominent nipples pointing upwards at 45 degrees. Now she was wearing only shoes and a small red thong which barely covered her pussy with her thighs spread apart as they were.

With the two girls almost naked, I felt overdressed. beylikdüzü escort While remaining on my knees, keeping Kristen’s legs trapped, I removed my shirt, shoes and socks

Sophie smiled appreciatively. “OK. Let’s get on with it” she said. She leaned forward and ran her hands from the small of Kristen’s back down over her ass, sliding her hands over the thin white cotton of her panties. She kneaded both buttocks with her fingers for a moment before slapping an open hand down hard on Kristen’s left cheek. Kristen squealed as it landed with a thwack. “That’s one!” Sophie shouted out with glee before returning to gently caressing Kristen’s buttocks.

“You know, I think this should be done on a bare ass really” said Sophie.

“No, please… ” responded Kristen, but Sophie had a stony look on her face so I took hold of the white panties and tugged them down Kristen’s legs. I pulled them over her feet and also removed her sandals before resuming my place. Now, however, I knelt between Kristen’s legs, forcing them apart with my hands on the back of her knees. This afforded me a delightful view of the slit of her hairless pussy with its inner lips protruding slightly. My cock, which had already started to swell suddenly grew to full hardness.

Sophie returned to stroking Kristen’s now bare buttocks for a minute or so before delivering another hard slap to the same side as before. This time the resulting sound was much louder and Kristen shouted out in pain and a warm redness immediately started to develop on her skin. “That’s two” Sophie announced and then, without further warning, landed another hard spank on the other buttock.

“Fuck!” screamed Kristen. ‘That really stings.”

An completely unsympathetic Sophie simply advised her she was now halfway through the punishment.

Both Kristen’s buttocks were now glowing pink. I reached a hand out to run it over the skin and could feel the heat radiating from them. As I withdrew my hand Sophie landed the fourth blow. Kristen did not cry out this time, she just grunted as it landed.

Sophie returned to massaging Kristen’s ass. Her thumbs delved into the crack, pulling the cheeks apart and exposing Kristen’s puckered anus. This reinforced my erection and was making it very uncomfortable in my trousers, so I stood up and removed them, together with my boxers. I knelt down again and saw Sophie staring at my stiff dick pointing up at her as she landed the fifth smack on Kristen’s ass. With her attention distracted this blow lacked the force of the previous four and Kristen simply whimpered.

I ran my hands up the back of Kristen’s legs from her knees to the inside of her thighs. As I did so, she spread her legs wider and her pussy opened up a little. I caught a glimpse of the wetness that was developing around her inner pussy lips.

“It seems someone likes being spanked!” I said as I placed a thumb on either side of her pussy and prised it open to expose her vagina.

The inside was bright pink and the hole itself was shiny and wet. I took the first two fingers of my right hand and pushed them deep into her pussy. Kristen moaned loudly and pushed her legs further apart as my fingers penetrated. I began to finger-fuck her, slowly at first, pushing in and out but also twisting my hand to really explore her insides from all angles.

Sophie continued to massage Kristen’s sore butt cheeks as I increased the pace of my fingering. Kristen was writhing and moaning with excitement beneath us, raising her hips off the floor to allow me better and deeper access. Her pussy was dripping wetness and there were loud squelching sounds as my fingers drove into her. Soon it was clear that she was reaching the point of no return. Her pussy muscles contracted tight around my fingers and I could see her anus pumping as the orgasm took over her body. Sophie took the opportunity to deliver the sixth and final resounding slap to her quivering ass while it was still up in the air. As her climax subsided, she let out a huge moan. My fingers slipped out from deep in her pussy as her hips collapsed back to the floor.

I adjusted my position so my knees were once again outside of Kristen’s legs allowing her to bring them together. As I moved a large drop of pre-cum fell from the end of my rampant cock. It landed on the back of Kristen’s thigh, leaving a silken trail back up to the end of my dick. Sophie pounced immediately, dropping her head to lick up the clear, viscous fluid from Kristen’s leg and following the thin string from there up to the tip of my foreskin.

Having captured it all, she rolled her tongue around in her mouth, savouring it like beyoğlu escort a fine wine. I put my hand round my stiff cock, pulled the foreskin back and squeezed the shaft a little. As I expected another, larger globule of pre-cum began to emerge from my pee-hole. Sophie was watching closely and had her lips around my penis before it had a chance to drop. Her tongue writhed around my bell-end and she began to suck softly. I found out later that she has a thing about the silky feel and consistency of a guy’s pre-ejaculate and loves the fact that it never tastes bad.

I closed my eyes to focus on enjoying the feelings in my dick as she continued to give me a wonderful blow-job. She alternated periods of taking the glans into her warm mouth and tickling around the head with her tongue. Then every so often she would take my full length into her throat, slowly sucking as she drew her lips back from the base of the shaft to the tip.

Then suddenly she jumped and emitted a muffled squeal. I opened my eyes to see that Kristen had twisted herself round onto her back and now had her face buried in Sophie’s ass. She had clearly pulled the skimpy red thong to one side and was lapping at Sophie’s exposed slit like a thirsty labrador. She was clearly hitting the spot because Sophie immediately began squirming around and moaning softly.

Realising that I was not far from emptying my balls into Sophie’s mouth and not wanting to peak too early, I pulled away from her and moved off to one side of the two girls. As soon as I was out of the way, Kristen opened her legs wide and Sophie lowered her face into her shaved pussy. I sat back for a while to enjoy the sight of two stunning girls in a classic 69, each delving into her sister’s pussy with her tongue.

Sophie’s orgasm was approaching fast. It only took a few minutes of Kristen’s close attention before she threw her head back and her whole body shivered as Kristen’s tongue lashing pushed her over the edge.

Once Sophie had come down from her climax, the two girls swapped positions so that Sophie was lying on the floor and Kristen was on hands and knees above her. While doing so, Sophie peeled off the thong she was wearing and Kristen removed her bra so that both were now fully naked when they returned to pleasuring one another.

My cock was still standing ram-rod stiff, but now that the likelihood of an immediate orgasm had receded, I felt it was time to join in again. I positioned myself behind the now kneeling Kristen. I could see Sophie’s tongue running up and down her slit, sometimes circling around her clit and at other times pushing deep into her dripping hole. While Sophie was concentrating on Kristen’s clit I moved in and slipped my cock straight into her hot, wet pussy. Kristen let out a long, loud moan as I pressed forward and sank my full length into her. No sooner had I bottomed out than I withdrew again, completely. Kristen made some complaining noises as she felt me exit her, but they were stifled as my cock was immediately replaced by Sophie’s tongue moving down from her clit and exploring her tunnel.

My own target was now Kristen’s tight little ass-hole and I positioned my prick right at the entrance to the puckered opening hiding between her ass cheeks. This time Kristen’s noises of objection we’re more insistent, as she realised what my intention was, but I had my hands on her hips and I held her firm.

“This is what you get for being a bad girl” I told her as I slowly, but forcibly pushed the bulbous head of my dick into her anus.

Kristen lifted her head from Sophie’s pussy for a moment to to complain. “Ow, you fucking shit!” she cried as I speared her ass.

Now that I had breached the sphincter, I waited a while as she came to terms with the violation. Soon she lowered her face back down to Sophie’s cunt and I took that as my cue to drive slowly forward again. I watched as my solid shaft disappeared, inch by inch into the tight, warm sheath of her ass. Meanwhile Sophie continued to lap at her pussy, now fully concentrating on the sensitive little bud of her clit.

I took it slow but steady as I fucked that tight little hole. With her ass filled and her sister’s tongue flicking across her clit, Kristen was soon brought to another orgasm. It swept through her body and her sphincter muscle began to pulsate as I was on a slow out-stroke.

The contractions of her anal canal around my penis were exquisite and I felt my semen start to flow. I pumped half my load just inside her ass and the rest over her butt as I pulled out. It ran down her crack, over her pussy and dripped down onto Sophie’s face and neck below.

We were all spent, so after a couple of minutes we disentangled ourselves and made our way to the bathroom to get cleaned up. We decided that we would dress and go out for something to eat at the local pub and then see how we felt after that.

The night was still young. I wondered what other surprises these two might have in store for me.

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