Lolita Twenty-Thirteen, Part 8

Copyright 2013 M2B

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‘You stuffed him WHERE?’

‘In the trunk.’

‘Well, that explains why you insisted on putting our bags in the back seat.’

‘Mmm.’

‘How’s he gonna breathe?’

Cassie smiled, manoeuvring around a truck to pass it as she and daphne sped in Cassie’s car toward the University

‘You didn’t seem quite as concerned about that when you first brought him home. Stealing my car in the process.’

daph paused, gripping her seat rest when cassie zoomed around another vehicle.

‘Crazy bitch driver! Ayeee! I SHOULD be behind the wheel!’

‘I don’t think so.’

‘One more turn like that and I’ll BE behind the wheel, but not intentionally.’

‘So…Alex.’

‘He’s fine. I left him with the rest of the tequila…I mean, he’s got liquid and…’

‘Where’d you get…you stole Papi’s booze?’

‘We’d almost finished it anyway. Big whup.’

‘Apart from the fact that you’re not old enough to drink…’

‘Nor are you…’

‘ANYWAY. You think he’s ok back there?’

‘Geeze you’re a fussy britches! Ok, already…we can check, if you’d like.’

‘I think that’d be best. He IS my Master, after all.’

‘*snort*. Yeah. Ok, daph. What EVER.’

Pulling off the highway, cassie found a quiet side street and parked. Both girls exited the car, and cassie popped the trunk.

Alex blinked up at them, squinting.

‘Hey. You ok in there.’ cassie winked and smiled, having echoed what she’d asked him earlier.

Alex only smiled with his eyes. Or it LOOKED like a smile. At any rate.

daph rocked on the balls of her feet.

‘Nice use of…MY cuffs.’

She sounded both impressed and chuffed.

‘I thought so.’

cassie didn’t take the bait.

‘Ball gag a bit much?’

‘Ya think?’

‘Might’ve given him something…else to wear…are those my panties?’

‘We were in a hurry?’

‘Not so much of a hurry to find…MY fave bra!’

‘But he looked so GOOD in it!’

‘Nice rope work on his ankles. How’d you manage…?’

‘…he was drunk?’

‘Would have to have been. Pissed to the gills, I’d say…did he wet himself?’

‘Looks like…no, wait.’

cassie pulled Alex’s panties down.

‘Nope. Cum.’

‘Eww! My poor panties…he’s still hard, though. Wanna see if…?’

cassie’s eyes widened at her sister, then back at Alex’s stiff cock.

‘If…what.’

Yeah, THAT was playing it cool. MmmHmm…

daph’s smile was a wry one.

‘You know.’

cassie’s quim started twitching at the very thought of uttering the words.

‘Suck? Fuck? He’s not in a very comfortable position to do either, really.’

‘Let’s take him over to the grass under those trees, then.’

NOW cassie’s clit was humming!

‘But…what if someone sees us?’

‘Shh! No one’s around…we’ll be fine!’ daph exclaimed. ‘C’mon…grab his legs!’

Heaving Alex out of the trunk, it was a wonder he was still unconscious – assuming he was, that is. Once on the grass, daph slipped up her skirt to reveal her undie-less state.

‘What? Alex is already my fave panties!’ daph said when cassie stared at her sister’s gradual denudement. ‘You waiting for Christmas? Dibs!’

Climbing over Alex’s groin and raising his cock upright, daph sighed as his mushroom head slipped in followed by shaft. She began rocking and pinching her nips as cassie also stripped down. Pausing to consider, she decided to see if Alex’s tongue was in any whys useable. Nestling over his face, cassie gyrated and pulled her lips apart.

‘Humph.’

‘Wha…something….aah…wrong, sis?’ daph asked, her cheeks slapping against Alex’s balls and his cock straight up her slit.

‘MY end doesn’t seem to be working so good.’

‘Luck of…thaaaaa…drawwwwww…sissy…’

‘Humph!’

But no matter how much she gyrated on Alex’s face…nuttin’. Nada. No cigar; no tongue.

‘Aah…aah…AAH!’

The same could not be said of daphne.

‘Aww…did he? Did YOU?’

Pausing in the suspended animation of ‘le petit mort’, daph’s eyes were closed.

‘I did…

Don’t think he did, though,’ Daphne said, climbing off Alex’s still hard cock and letting it slap against his torso.

‘I want!’ Shoving daph aside, cassie hopped on, backwards, Alex’s now sisterly-slick cock. Bouncing up and down, what really turned cassie on was watching daphne play with her nipples as she watched Alex’s cock sliding in and out of her sister’s cunt. As cassie’s gyrations increased, daph slipped a finger inside her own quim. Soon she was matching the number of times cassie humped Alex with her index finger until…

‘Aah!

‘Think I got some,’ cassie exclaimed, gripping her tits as she pumped a few extra times.

‘Did not! Let’s see!’ daph was unimpressed.

‘Ha. Looks like MY juices, sis…’

‘Well, you’d know. Wouldn’t you. Maybe we should continue on our way?’

‘Yeah. I guess.’

‘C’mon. Let’s bundle up ‘The Dom’ and get moving…’

*snort*

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