After his experience with Katie’s drawings, Robert let the heated water beat all over for a few minutes, however it didn’t wash away the pictures the drawings had placed to him.
He ventured back and watched the water hit his chest, overflow over his stomach, past his erection and onto his long legs. For what reason he didn’t want to acknowledge reality?
Katie was certainly not a kid any longer, however that is the thing she had forever been to him. Since he was young, she was his child sister. Some way or another, he had progressed in years and grown-up, but in his brain, Katie was frozen in time.
At the point when he thought about her, he saw that kid who sat on his lap, got shoulder rides and nodded off sitting in front of the television, so he could carry her to bed. He had disregarded her development, expanding freedom, and considering her body, she was a reflection of Orva’s younger self, yet he still treated her like the same kid he knew her to be.
Didn’t her fantasies make that simple for him? She really wanted him to safeguard her from the terrible man in her fantasies. Wake up, he told himself. On the off chance that her friend, Felicia hadn’t opened his eyes, then those drawings ought to.
When he was done with showering, Robert gathered his clothes and opened the hamper. Carmen’s dim warm-up pants were noticeable and that was something he didn’t want to see. Failing to remember what happened to her in the bathroom would take a lifetime.
On top of the heap, there was a plain white sets of undies. He got them, put his clothes in and felt the delicate material with two hands. He slid them through his fingers, over the backs of his hands and felt them with his palm.
He didn’t just imagine the ass those undies might have been covering, he was feeling them. He had touched it, palmed the round bubbles and given them a tight hug with his hand before. It had felt good, regardless of what he had told himself.
In the mirror, he saw his chicken developing. He had endlessly fucked Miss Rose some hours go. For what reason did he have to do this?
Robert didn’t smell the undies, he slid them across his crotch, ran them under his balls and up his hard shaft, then, he squeezed them to his face. His eyes shut as he breathed in. His chest fixed. The day’s triumph would stand out forever as probably the best sex of his life…. Fucking his Mom’s friend and now sniffing his sister’s undies. Not really an achievement for him until he gets his dick into her, but he was never planning on doing that.
******
Erica and Carmen were sitting at the tall island counter in Erica’s kitchen. Mrs. Jasmine Stacks was on the opposite side, conversing with them.
Carmen grinned at her and pushed Erica’s hand off her thigh. It was the second time she had attempted to contact her during the discussion. She had never been the sort who loved taking risks or doing hazardous things or, in any event, defying her dad, so for what reason was Erica’s third endeavor going uncontested?
The counter made it possible not to be seen, however Carmen didn’t think if her face could conceal what was going on from Erica’s mom. If not for Erica’s mom, she was so ready to go directly to Erica’s room. Well, that idea was becoming awful.
The stand by had been killing her, and Erica’s fingers were beating on her inward thigh, and her pussy was getting wet. She thought about something she had seen on television. Two lovely ladies were having a serious discussion, while a third lady watched them as they made out secretly. Well, Orva watched that amazing scene with her. It was really awful.
Carmen had no clue about the things planned to happen, but she felt something she didn’t have any idea about.
Carmen gazed at Mrs. Stacks and the only thing she thought about was bringing what repeating what happened in that scene she had watched.
“What if that happened… Could Erica’s Mom be supportive of us, just like Patty? I doubt that.” Her thoughts gushed in.
Having Erica’s fingers inside the leg opening of her shorts while looking directly into Mrs. Stack’s eyes, caused her to feel like they could get it done, begin making out in the kitchen.
That’s nuts!
Erica’s finger evaded the edge of her pussy lip. She nibbled her base lip.
“You prepared, Honey?” Mr. Stacks asked as he strolled into the kitchen.
Carmen jolted and flushed. Erica hesitantly moved her hand away. Obviously, Erica had much more experience being caught off guard.
“For probably the first time, I’m all set and waiting,” Mrs. Stacks said. “Both of you be great. Do nothing I wouldn’t do.” She added.
Erica sneered. “Certainly not, you know me, I’m a decent young girl, and I’ll keep this one in line.”
“Hello,” Carmen said and smacked Erica. “Ma’am, you know I’m the decent one, and you don’t have anything to stress over.”
“Just don’t set the house on fire,” Mr. Stacks said. “Call if you really want anything.”
When the entryway shut behind Erica’s folks, Carmen said, “What in the world would you say you were doing?”
“I was unable to help myself,” Erica said. “I have a superior inquiry, however, what were you thinking? You were in knocked out of this realm for a couple of moments. Didn’t actually see my hand.”
“Ouch, I saw, and except if you need to see me get off before your mom, you better not pull something like that anymore, ” she said, but she knew Erica would do that and have no regrets.
“Oh. That’s it, that was what you were thinking, isn’t it?”
Carmen said, “No, I was thinking about this…,” and yanked Erica by the arm.
Erica collided with her, she folded her arms over her, and they began kissing.
Quickly, her hands went inside the rear of Erica’s shorts and seized that hard little ass, then, at that point, she pushed her thigh between Erica’s legs and ground her pussy on it.
Erica panted. “Goodness, you didn’t even wait for a second. They haven’t pulled out of the carport at this point, and you’re prepared to assault me.”
“Assault infers force. You realize I will not be constraining you to do anything.”
“Valid, yet at the same time, I’ve never seen you like this. What’s it with you?” Erica inquired.
Carmen took a full breath. It would be so liberating to say, “Robert got me off, and we were in the shower together. His dick is so large, and it nearly went inside me. I believe he should have intercourse with me, take my virginity, so – ”
“Tell me!” Erica said.
“It’s nothing. I mean… It’s um… everything, not something specifically. The stand by, Patty letting me know she had been with a girl before, the ride in her vehicle and you massaging my under right before your mom, everything got to me.”
“Wow, and I thought it was because you love me and missed me so much, and think that I’m powerfully hot.”
All that Erica said was valid and significantly more. Her internal parts shuddered, and her eyes stung with undermining tears. She held Erica by her neck and stroked her ear cartilage with her thumbs while pushing her lips toward Erica’s. They gazed at one another, their lips scarcely contacting.
The following kiss resembled the one she saw on television; it raised the sentiments she had in those days, when she never envisioned she would be kissing a girl. Their hands weren’t requesting or surged. They contacted every last bit of tissue that could be reached without isolating their lips.
Carmen lifted the lower part of Erica’s shirt. The kiss at long last halted, so the shirt could pass between them. Erica’s tits were firm and impeccably formed, no bra needed.
She respected them until she needed to lift her arms, so Erica could take off her shirt. No one had at any point stripped her, but Erica did, and she had never thought about a boy unfastening her bra. Erica’s hands conveyed the shoulder lashes down her arms. Her cheeks warmed while her nipples raised. Erica grinned.
The quiet gaze proceeded. Erica’s hands were on her midriff. She was humiliated that she had no bra on. But she didn’t let that become of her.
Erica’s hands followed the shorts the entire way to her feet. Her skin hummed in a line down the two legs where Erica had touched them. She got out of her shorts. Erica just stopped at her groin long enough for Carmen to feel a warm breath on her bare pussy, then, at that point, she removed Erica’s shorts in the same delicate style.
Two stripped girls in the kitchen, looking confused. Carmen frantically needed to talk, but reality alarmed her. It would make her helpless and perhaps ruin the moment. Her feelings were heightened and could explode any moment.
“I love you.” The two naked girls said in unison.