Passion desire Lust

Tracy felt pretty good when Tim had closed the door behind him. She couldn’t believe the little shit and his skank girlfriend had been watching her and Gerome the previous night. Tim had probably run back home and jerked off afterward.

When they used to live together, she had caught him once or twice playing with himself. It had been a hoot. His face had gone red and he had screamed at her to get out of his room. Well, that’s what happens when you don’t lock your door, she thought. She hadn’t lied about him having grown, his cock had felt good in her hand, and she wouldn’t mind having it for real. Step-sister or not, she liked to fuck and if she wanted a guy she usually got him, like with Gerome for example.

She heard voices outside and realized her parents had come home. She checked herself in a mirror hanging in the hall and then put on her happy to see you smile. The entrance door opened and her mother walked in followed by Kelly.

“Hi Mom, hi Kelly, how was the run?”

“Hot like an oven. It’s early morning, but I am already sweating lakes,” said Kelly and headed for the kitchen.

“Hi, honey. Are you ready? Your brother is outside.”

“I know, I gave him his coffee.”

“Why don’t you go outside and wait with him. Kelly and I will only be a minute.”

“Sure,” said Tracy and walked out.

“Tim, let’s make peace.”

He turned and gave her a look that told her that the proposition was not an option right now.

“What’s wrong? Did you get upset because I touched you? I bet you like it when your skank girlfriend does it.”

“Megan isn’t a skank, and yes, it was disturbing you touching my dick.”

“You are such a pussy, Tim. I’m not your real sister, so it doesn’t mean shit.”

“Still, it’s not right.”

Tracy giggled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Maybe you liked it and now your cock is hard and you feel like shit because of it.”

“Fuck off. Let’s just wait for Shannon and Dad and we can get this show on the road.”

They stood in silence until their parents came out and then they all walked over to the restaurant where breakfast was served.

I couldn’t believe that Tracy had called Megan a skank. She was so far away from being a skank it wasn’t even funny. I tried to calm down so I wouldn’t show my anger in front of Shannon and my dad.

When we arrived at the restaurant they showed their wrist bands and I nodded to Jenny who stood at the entrance.

“Hi Tim.”

“Hi Jenny, everything alright?”

“Mm, now that you are here, everything is just peachy.”

I smiled at her and followed my parents. Tracy came up behind me and whispered, “did you fuck her too?”

“Cut it out. I work here, so please can you behave.”

She giggled and went around me on her way to the bakery station. I went over to the warm section and piled bacon and scrambled eggs on a plate. I usually didn’t have time for a good breakfast so I took this opportunity to eat.

Tracy must have gotten lost or found someone to talk to because she was the last of us to sit down. She sat next to me. I moved away a bit to give her more space, and she put her plate on the table and then her hand on my thigh under it. Her hand slowly moved up and down so she was just inches from my cock.

“Are you alright, son?” said my dad.

“Just fine.”

“You look a bit blushed. Is the heat getting to you? I think it’s horrible. How can you work like this?”

Tracy’s fingers found the outline of my shaft and under her touch, it grew from being limp to being hard. I was stuck where I was. I couldn’t move or leave. Tracy knew it and when she gave me a sideways look, I could swear she was enjoying my situation. She took her hand off my cock to cut an apple and when she did, I took the opportunity to get out of the booth and go for seconds. I prayed that no one would notice my erection.

When I came back, she had moved so she was sitting closest to the wall. I sat down next to her and when my parents got up for seconds she whispered, “it’s so much easier if I can use my right hand.”

“Please Tracy, stop touching me.”

“Never, I like it, and you feel good in my hand.”

I didn’t have time to answer because Jenny came up to us and asked if we wanted more coffee. Tracy and I said yes and Jenny walked off to bring back the order. Tracy put her hand back on my cock and this time she began to jerk me off through my shorts. I looked around in panic, but no one was looking in our direction. I was almost coming when our parents came back.

“Did you order us more coffee?” asked my dad.

“No, sorry, I didn’t know you wanted more,” I said, my voice trembling slightly.

Then I had an idea. There is a saying if you can’t beat them, join them, and that’s what I did. When my hand slid under Tracy’s skirt and up her thighs I smiled. I had guessed right, she wasn’t wearing any panties and my fingers found her pussy. It was hot and dry when I first put my fingers on it, but after a minute of rubbing her slit, she became moist, but more importantly, she began to shift around on the bench we were sitting on.

“Are you OK, Tracy?” asked Shannon.

“Mm, I’m just fine.”

She gave me a quick stare and I winked at her. Two could play this game. The situation was ridiculous. She was rubbing my cock, and I had two fingers on her clit rubbing away at it. One or both of us would come any minute, and then she stopped touching me. I kept going for a few more seconds and then I took my fingers from her pussy.

When we were outside waiting for the little train to take us sightseeing Tracy pulled me away from our parents.

“That was smart what you did back there,” she said.

“I know, I am not as dumb as you think.”

“No, and I must say that you have a terrific technique.”

“What?”

“I liked the way you rubbed my clit, and to tell you the truth, I wouldn’t mind if you finished off what you started.”

“Forget it; it’s not going to happen.”

“Why not? It’s no big deal, you know.”

“Shut up, the train is here.”

We boarded and it moved away along the road leading to town. I leaned back in my seat which was next to my dad and sighed. Tracy was dangerous, and my cock was still hard.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.