Chapter 7

I woke with Leslie laying on my chest. My cock rapidly rose, still inside her. I reached down and played with her small firm ass cheeks as I began rocking my hips. Pulling most of the way out was a little painful, since our pelvises and pubic hair were glued together by our dried fluids from the night before. I fully filled her tight slippery twat with two inches of cock to spare. She moaned, “Mmmm ... Yeah.”

I kept up my thrusts, gradually going faster and faster. I was close to climax when she exclaimed, “No! Stop! Stop!”

“Why? Last night was great!”

“PEE! I GOTTA PEE!” I released the firm grasp I had on her small buttocks and she jumped up, painfully tearing out several pubic hairs. “OW! PEE!” She ran to the bathroom and I felt a strong urinary pressure myself.

I rolled off the bed and followed her to the toilet. “I need to pee too! So bad!”

Her flow began and I heard splashing. She spread her knees and told me, “You can aim it. Pee between my legs.”

“I can’t! Not with a boner! It hurts so much!”

“I’ll make it go down. Put it in my mouth.”

Priscilla walked in nude while her little sister sucked my iron-hard rod. She stepped into the shower and leaned with her back to the wall. I was surprised when she opened her labia with her fingers and pissed on the shower floor. Seeing the stream of yellow leave her pussy was oddly erotic. I went off in Leslie’s mouth by the time Priscilla finished. She smiled naughtily and asked, “You like watching girls pee?”

I didn’t have the oxygen to speak, so I kept up my rapid breaths and just nodded.

She asked, “Then maybe we can share a shower and piss on each other tonight? Would you like that?”

Leslie made me smile with, “Yeah! That sounds really sexy!”

I should have paid more attention when my cock softened and my own urine stream began. I accidentally pissed all over Leslie’s belly and thighs. “Sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Why? That was hot!”

“Sorry!”

A devilish smile appeared on Leslie’s face. “Will you make it up to me? Will you do just one little thing for me today?”

“Okay.”

“Fuck me in every room? I want to ride your nice dick all over the house.” She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. She told Priscilla, “You got him four times yesterday. Make him hard again and put it in me!”

I French kissed with Leslie and her sister stroked my shaft. Before long, I felt the marvelous tight wetness of little Leslie’s pussy on my cockhead again. I slid inside and practically shouted, “Yeah! So great!”

She agreed, “Mmmmm ... Yeah, big brother! Carry me downstairs and screw me in the living room!” I did as ordered, and greatly enjoyed her bouncing as I carried her. I walked down the hall, then carefully descended the grand staircase.

I was shocked to the core when we reached the bottom step. The front door opened and my mother walked in carrying a suitcase! I was naked and screwing my new stepsister, as my Mom stared from ten steps away!

Mom’s eyes were fixed on us and her mouth dropped open, but I did what instinct and hormones demanded. I lifted Leslie up and down, thrusting in and out of her like she was just a large sex toy. Priscila saw Mom and shouted in shock, “EEEK! Mrs. Holt!” She sprinted back upstairs.

Despite the extreme surprise, my prostate and penile muscles pumped and pumped, squirting my seed into Leslie. I was close to passing out and set her down. I stumbled three steps to a chair and sat down exhausted. Leslie covered herself with a pillow from the couch and tossed me one.

Mom giggled and said, “Hehehe! I wanted to surprise my birthday boy. I guess it’s a bigger surprise than I planned!” We joined her nervous laughter briefly. Thankfully, she continued, “Our talk can wait ‘til lunch. You three need some clothes. And a shower! Hehehe!”

I finally had the air to speak. “Yeah. Later.” Leslie and I ran upstairs severely embarrassed. We were only a little less ashamed to run past my Dad and her mother Claudette at the top of the stairs.

After showers and dressing, I followed Leslie and Priscilla downstairs to the kitchen. Mom, Dad, and Claudette were looking at a lot of large photos, which were strewn around the table. Claudette and Mom munched on fruit, but Dad’s mouth was open wide and his eyes bulged out.