(c) 1996 - POC All rights reserved



 SISTERS

 

	It was Friday evening and I was sitting alone in my living 

room watching a rerun of Star Trek the next generation on 

television. Well, I wasn't completely alone, one of our two dogs 

was lazily resting on the floor next to me, the other and larger of 

the two was sleeping on the back patio. My wife had gone out to 

play Bingo for the evening and my daughter of twenty three was 

out with a friend dancing to the western two step or some such 

thing. I had just recently turned fifty and really didn't mind the 

quite time alone with my animals.  



	Just as Star Trek's Data was telling Captain Picard 

"I'm sorry captain. I do not believe that is possible sir." 

there was a light knock at the front door. At the sound of the 

knock my dog went crazy, barking wildly  and frantically running 

back a forth from the door to the side window. He jumped to the 

top of the couch in an attempt to catch a peek at the intruder 

through the living room window. 



	I raised myself up from the recliner yelling at the dog to 

quiet down as I walked to the side window and looked out onto 

the front porch. Standing on the porch was Sally, a close friend 

of my daughter Susan's. Sally is around eighteen years old, she 

stands approximately five foot six inches tall and has long 

naturally strawberry blond hair that she wears straight over her 

shoulders and down her back. 



	"Hang on a second." I called through the closed window 

over the noise of the dogs. "Let me put the dogs up." 

 

	I locked the large dog inside the garage then sent the 

other one out through the sliding glass door and into the back 

yard. 

 

	I opened the front door and Sally smiled up at me. "Hi 

mister Mason. Sorry I got the dog all started up." 

 

	"That's okay." I told her. "Susan's not home though, she 

went out dancing or something. 

 

	"Oh. I know, Susan told me." Sally replied. "I just 

stopped by to see if I left my handbag in her room. Do you mind 

if I look around for it?" 

 

	"Oh sure." I said. "If you can find anything in that mess 

of a bedroom that is."  I opened the screen door allowing Sally 

to step inside. 

 

	As she preceded by I caught the faint whiff of light 

perfume and I looked down at her. She was wearing a large 

maroon netted sweater that hung loosely over dark tight fitting 

slacks. I was trying to imagine how she would look without her 

clothes on, when her voice snapped me back to reality. "Thanks. 

I won't be long." 

 

	She went directly to Susan's room, opened the door and 

entered, being mindful not the let Susan's cat's sneak out as she 

did so. 

 

	After several minutes she rejoined me in the living 

room. She didn't have a handbag. "Couldn't find it?" I asked. 

 

	"No. I guess I didn't leave it here after all. Darn it! It had 

sixty buck in it, and I really needed that money. Damn." Then more 

to herself than me she continued. "I just can't imagine where else I 

could have left it." She bit down on her lower lip in obvious 

concentration.  

 

	"Don't know." I told her. "I'm sorry its not here." 

 

	"Sure thing mister Mason. Thanks anyway. I guess I'll be 

running along....Oh! Yeah! I'm really sorry about leaving my car 

parked in the driveway behind yours the other night when Susan 

and I went out. When we got in.. I guess... I had a little to 

much to drink.... and I just had Susan drop me at home. I didn't 

realize you were blocked in. Susan told me all about it. I'm really

sorry." 

 

	"That's okay Sally." I told her. "Don't worry about it." I 

took a few strands of her strawberry blond hair and gently rolled 

them between my thumb and fore finger. I could feel her pull 

back slightly and I lowered my voice and said. "It's okay. Come on 

Sally. Don't be frightened." 

 

	Her voice became unsteady and shaky when she spoke. 

"Please. Mister Mason. I...... I... a....I've got to go." 

 

	I moved my hand from her hair to her left shoulder 

blade and softly whispered to her. "Come on Sally. What's 

wrong with giving me a little. Nobody needs to know, besides, I know

a secret about you your father would really be interested to hear."  

My unused hand moved to cover her right breast. I gently massaged 

it through her sweater and bra. 

 

	She flinched at the touch of my hand on her breast and I 

could feel pressure on the hand pressing into her shoulder, but the

look on her face told me my words about knowing a secret and telling

her father had scared her. "Please mister Mason don't.... I..." 

 

	"It's all right." I assured her. Come on just let me have a 

little peek at your tities. How can it hurt? Come on I'll help you." I 

moved both of my hands to the bottom of her sweater and 

started lifting it. "Raise your arms up honey. Let me slip this over 

your head." 

 

	"Please...I.. I..." Her voice had turned into a whisper. 

 

	"Lift your arms up. Come on now, help me a little." 

Tugging upward on the sweater the material bunched and forced 

her arms upward allowing me to pull the sweater over her head. 

She wore a small black bra that only covered her breasts just 

past her nipples. "Now that isn't so bad is it? Just one more little 

thing to do." I reached around her shoulders and fumbled with 

the bra snap for several seconds before it came free in my 

hands. Pulling both ends forward I slipped the bra over her 

arms. 

 

	I looked down at her breasts, they were young hard cones 

with small dark aureole circles around her pointing nipples. "Oh! 

What nice tities you have Sally. And look at how hard your nipples 

are. Are you getting excited Sally? Your nipples tell me your 

excited." I leaned down and nibbled at her nipples each in turn, 

then slowly licked around them. As my mouth worked on her 

breasts my left hand moved down between her legs rubbing her 

mound through her slacks. 

 

	She tried to pull away but I held her firmly with my right 

hand. Her voice cracked as she frantically asked. 

"Don't....Please Don't ..Oh please mister Mason don't do this to 

me. Please don't....." 

 

	I covered her mouth with mine and drove my tongue 

inside. After several seconds I pulled away and looked at her. 

She stood head bowed, and tears flowing down her cheeks. 

 

	Her head bobbed back and forth slightly as she 

muttered. "Don't fuck me. Please, God, don't fuck me..." 

 

	I raised her chin with the tips of my fingers and calmly 

told her. "I won't fuck you if you don't want me to. But I would 

like to have a little look at your pussy." I slipped my thumbs 

inside the waistband of her slacks and panties then pulled down 

until both were bundled around her ankles. 

 

	I looked down at her pussy. It was covered with fine silky 

strawberry blond  pubic hairs, and it looked soft as a down 

pillow. I reached my hand over her mound and slipped a finger 

between her legs feeling her pussy lips. I rubbed along her lips 

and found her opening. I pushed my finger up her vagina to the 

knuckle. "Nice tight little hole you have there. But I told you I 

wouldn't fuck you unless you want me to, But I'm so hot and 

hard now I'll need something. How about you just sucking me a 

little. Come on honey. Get down on your knees and let me just 

put my thing in your mouth."  

 

	I forced her down onto her knees by pressing on both of 

her shoulders then I unzipped my fly and brought my stiff cock 

out. "Here it is honey. Open your mouth and take it in.  Just suck 

it a little honey." I pushed my cock's head against her lips forcing 

her mouth to open. I drove my hard rod into her hot wet mouth 

and used both of my hands behind her head driving her lips 

forward and back along my stiff shaft. I looked down at those 

young lips rapped around my stiff cock and unloaded my balls 

inside that sweet mouth of hers. I have not had an orgasm like 

that in thirty years. I came and came and came. Because I held 

her mouth around my cock she was forced to swallow a lot of my 

warm salty liquid, but I could see some of it seeping out from the 

edges of her lips, then run down along her chin only to drip onto 

her bare breasts. 

 

	I removed my hands from the back of her head but she 

continued sucking forward and back until my cock became soft 

in her mouth and finally fell from her lips. 

 

	She got up from her knees sobbing. Between sobs her 

voice was very weak as she said. "You....You made me do 

it....You made me suck your.....your thing." 

 

	I stroked her long strawberry blond hair with my hand 

and softly told her. "Yes. You did suck me. But it wasn't so bad, 

now was it? It sure did feel good. That was really nice sweetie. 

That was real nice." 

 

	She reached down to pull up her slacks and I gently took 

both of her elbows in my palms stopping her. "Come on honey." 

I told her. "Don't do that just yet. Let me have a little loving 

before you cover yourself. Just a little. It won't hurt I promise. 

Come on baby give me a little." I softly pressed my lips to her 

forehead. 

 

	"You told me that....that...you wouldn't do that to me. 

You promised me you wouldn't." 

 

	"I know. I know. But how can it hurt? Come on honey it'll 

be okay." I took one of her hands and placed it around my 

softened rod. "Here swetie. Play with this a little and get it good 

and hard again so we can have some fun." Still gripping her 

hand under mine I used it to stroke back and forth along my soft 

member. 

 

	"Please mister Mason. Please....." Is all she could say, 

but when I took my hand away from hers she continued to jack 

me off. 

 

	It didn't take long before my rod got stiff again under her 

hands attention to it. "It's hard now baby. You can stop now." I 

told her as she continued stroking forward and back on my rod. 

 

	"I'll....Aaaa...I'll give you a hand job mister 

Mason....You'll like that. I'll jack you off." She put more vigor into 

beating my meat. 

 

	"No honey." I whispered. "I don't want a hand job. You 

know what I want. Come over here baby." I maneuvered her 

over to the back of the couch, a difficult task with her slakes still 

wrapped around her ankles, Then I gently leaned her forward 

across the back rest. Reaching down I freed one of her ankles 

from the confining slacks and spread her legs slightly apart. 

Then carefully spreading her ass cheeks apart I put the tip of my 

cock at the entrance to her vagina. "This won't hurt honey." I told 

her. I felt her body quiver when I pushed the head up inside of 

her. "Oh. What a tight little pussy you have honey." I whispered 

to her then drove my cock deeper into her hole. "You are one 

fine little cunt honey. What a hot tight snatch you have." Then 

reaching around her body I griped her breasts and took on a 

fevorous rhythm, pounding my cock into her pussy. 

 

	I drove in and out of her again and again, her tight pussy 

lips gripping my cock securely. My orgasm was but a few 

seconds away and I buried my rod as deep into her hole as I 

could. Just as the cum pumped out of the head of my cock I 

twisted left and right inside her cunt. "I'm coming baby. I'm 

coming. Can you feel my load. Ohoooo....Yeah. Aaaaa..." My 

right hand moved from her breast and quickly slid in-between 

her stomach and the couch back. I found her mound and felt 

roughly along her pubic hairs and pussy slit as I continued 

pumping warm fluid into her. 

 

	I finished coming and slid my cock from her tight hole. 

She remained leaning over the couch her body convulsing with 

sobs. I gently stood her up and turned her around. I could see 

the lighter colored imprints my fingers had made on her breasts. 

"Hey. Hey now honey. It wasn't so bad letting an old man fuck 

you now was it? I certainly enjoyed it." 

 

	Through sobs she meekly responded. "May I leave now 

mister Mason?" 

 

	"In just one minute sweetie." I answered. "You just do 

one more little thing for me and you can go. I'm going to sit 

down in my easy chair and I want you to kneel on the floor in 

front of me and suck my cock again. I want to come in your 

mouth one more time before you leave. Okay?" 

 

	"I... ah...what about my dad?...I...Okay." Was all she said. 

 

	I sat down on my recliner and she slowly positioned her 

body between my legs. Using her hand she held up my soft cock 

and guided it into her mouth. She sucked up and down pressing 

her lips against my pubic hairs on the down strokes. My rod 

slowly got hard in her mouth and I talked to her as she gave me 

head. "That's it, suck it honey. Suck me deep. More. Take more 

of it. Take me deeper." She pushed her mouth farther along my 

shaft and I could feel the head pressing on the back of her 

mouth. She convulsed with gagging but continued to deep throat 

me. "Yeah! That's it! Suck me. Suck my cock. Ohoooooo..." I 

didn't have much of a wad left but what there was I squirted into 

her mouth. She continued blowing me until I stopped coming 

then quickly got up and pulled up her panties and slacks.  She 

picked up her bra and sweater and got dressed. Very meekly 

she said. "I have to go now. Okay?" 

 

	"Sure." I told her. She turned toward the door and I said. 

"Oh. Susan. You have a younger sister don't you?" 

 

	"Yes. Linda. She's fifteen. Why?" 

 

	"Oh, I don't know. I just thought you might want to bring 

her over sometime, that's all." 

 

	"What do you mean? Why would I want to bring her 

over?" 

 

	"Come on Susan. You know." 

 

	"What! So you can do to her what you did to me? I don't 

think so." 

 

	"If you don't I'm going to have to show your father 

this...." I got up and opened the hall closet and took out her 

handbag. I opened it and pulled out a small bag of marijuana I 

had found in it earlier. Then I held up two pictures I had also 

previously found. The first photo was of her sitting nude on a 

chair. "Look at your cute little pussy and tities in this picture 

Sally." I told her then pointed to the second photo which 

depicted Sally laying down on and bed with her legs spread 

apart and a young man just about to penetrate her. "Oh, and 

here's one of you getting fucked. I bet your father would really 

like to see this one. I'll have to tell him what a little slut you 

really are." 

	 

	"But that's not true! He won't believe you. I'm no slut! 

You forced me to do what I did to you." She cried. 

 

	"I don't know Sally." I said to her. "Look over at the 

corner by the window. That's a camera mounted on a tripod. It 

just took some great shots of you sucking my cock while I'm 

setting in my recliner. I'll tell him you offered me head for some 

extra cash. Oh...He may get all pissed off at me for taking you 

up on it, but that won't help your cause any. You just think about 

it. Then get your little sister over here next Saturday night and 

nothing will ever come of this." 

	  

	I was really looking forward to next Saturday.

 

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