Thirteen year old Stan and his little sister play hookie…
The following week, Stan found May in the kitchen, her school bag slung over her shoulder. He looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eye, his mind racing with the events of the past few days. He approached her, leaning in close to whisper in her ear, “I dare you not to wear knickers under your uniform today.”
May blushed, a shiver of excitement running down her spine. Her recent experiences with their father and Banjo, had left her craving any forbidden thrill. “Okay,” she murmured, a hint of defiance in her voice. May steps out of her knickers and hands then to Stan, who stuffs them quickly into his pocket.
As they walked to school she felt naughty and exposed, every step she took reminded her of her bare pussy beneath her short skirt. She was constantly aware of the breeze caressing her bare skin, and the occasional brush of fabric against her clit made her squirm.
When they reached the point where the towpath met the main canal, they passed André and his mum’s boat. The son, André, was a few years older than Stan, but already had the body of a man.
As they drew closer, May couldn’t help but stare at André’s well defined body, his black skin glistening with sweat from the already warm summer day. He sat on the stern, shirtless, smoking a little joint. He looked up, catching her gaze, and offered a friendly smile that made her cheeks burn.
“Hey,” he said, his voice deep and smooth as he took a drag. “You guys heading to school?”
Stan nodded, his eyes glued to Andre’s abs. He could see the outline of his cock through his shorts, and he felt a pang of want.
May’s heart skipped a beat as she nodded too. She felt a sudden urge to lift her skirt and show him, to show Andre just how naughty she was.
“Aren’t you?” Stan asked in response to André’s question.
“Nah,” André said with a smile. “It’s wake and bake for me today.” He took a deep draw on the joint, “Mums away, so I’ve got a lazy day planned on the boat.”
May felt a thrill at the thought of what a “lazy day” might entail for a boy like André.
“Room for us?” she blurted out before she could stop herself, the words slipping past her lips in a rush of excitement.
Andre’s smile grew wider, his eyes dropping to her bare legs. “Always,” he said, his gaze lingering, before meeting her eyes again.
He held out the joint to Stan. “Want a hit?”
Stan’s eyes widened, but he took it, feeling a strange mix of fear and excitement. May watched as her brother took a tentative drag, coughing slightly.
“You want one?” André offered the joint to May, his eyes glinting with mischief.
May’s heart raced as she took it. “Maybe just a little,” she said, trying to play it cool despite her racing pulse.
They climbed aboard André’s boat, the worn wooden planks creaking beneath their feet. The smell of weed was thick in the air, mixing with the faint scent of diesel and the ever-present aroma of the canal. The cabin was surprisingly neat, with a small kitchenette, a cozy living area, and two small bedrooms at the back.
Andre led them down into the living area where they sat, May’s bare pussy pressed against the course fabric of her skirt, sending shivers through her. She took a hit from the joint, the smoke filling her lungs and making her feel lightheaded. The thrill of being so naughty was intoxicating.
Stan, his eyes glazed over, was immediately drawn to the TV where a video game was paused. “Can we play?” he asked eagerly.
“Sure,” André said, his gaze lingering on May’s bare thighs. “But only if your sister here promises to keep us company.”
May’s stomach fluttered at the suggestion, her hand unconsciously touching her skirt. She could feel her pussy was already wet from the thrill of going commando.
“I don’t know,” she said, playing coy. “What kind of company?”
Andre’s grin grew as he leaned back, his arms behind his head. “The kind that makes a lazy day even better.”
Stan, already lost in the game, didn’t seem to catch the innuendo. But May did, and she felt a thrill run through her. She sat down on the chair, her bare pussy slick with excitement. Her chair was positioned diagonally across from the sofa, where Stan and André sat. She sat back and casually spread her legs slightly further apart.
The game on the TV was a fast-paced first-person shooter, explosions and gunfire filling the small boat. May watched the screen, her eyes glancing over at André’s crotch every few seconds.
Stan was fully engrossed in the game, his thumbs flying over the controller, as he lay waste to the enemy. André leaned back, his eyes flickering between the TV and May’s legs.
May felt a thrill at being watched, her pussy growing wetter by the second. She slowly slid her hand up her thigh, her fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
Andre’s eyes followed the movement, watching as May’s hand inched up her thigh, pulling her skirt up as it went.
Her touch grew bolder, her fingertips grazing the edge of her bare pussy. Stan was just too caught up in the game to notice, his eyes glued to the screen as he shouted and cheered with each victory.
Andre was transfixed, his eyes locked on May’s hand as it disappeared beneath her skirt. He took a deep drag on the joint, his cock stirring in his shorts. He could see the tension in her body, the way her little chest rose and fell with her breath.
With a flick of his thumb, Andre paused the game, the sudden silence making Stan look over. He blinked, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of his sister playing with herself. His cock grew hard as he stared, his mouth hanging open slightly.
May didn’t look at them, her eyes focused on her own hand as it glided over her smooth folds.
The only sound in the cabin was the rustle of fabric as May’s hand moved against her skirt. She was lost in her own world.
Stan’s stomach fluttered as he watched his little sister’s hand disappear into her pussy, her fingers moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Andre leaned back on the sofa, his eyes never leaving May’s crotch. He reached down and unzipped his shorts, pulling out his thick, black cock. It sprang free, hard from the sight of May playing with herself.
Stan followed suit, his own cock tenting his school trousers. He undid his belt, his heart racing as he pulled out his stiff little member. It was smaller than André’s, but just as eager.
May’s eyes flicked up from her hand, meeting André’s intense gaze. She felt a thrill run through her as she watched him stroke his cock, the thickness of it making her mouth water.
Her hand grew more insistent, her fingers delving deeper into her wetness. She watched as Stan’s hand began to move too, his cock growing red and swollen as he watched his sister, his eyes occasionally flicking down, to steal glances at André’s fat, black, teenage dick.
May stood up, her legs wobbly. She pulled her skirt down over her hips and let it drop to the floor, then discarded her blouse leaving her in just her knee-high white socks and school shoes. The cool air of the boat kissed her bare skin, sending goose bumps up her legs. The weed had made May reckless and horny.
Sitting back down she spread her legs wide, placing a leg over each arm of the chair. Her pussy and asshole exposed to the boys, she was on full display. Her pouting lips glistened with excitement, and her juices ran down to her pink little pucker.
Her hand went back to her clit, rubbing in a slow, circular motion that made her breath catch. At the same time, she reached around and slid a finger into her tight little sex. The sensation was intense, and she moaned.
Andre’s eyes widened as he watched her, his hand moving faster on his cock. Stan was frozen, his hand hovering over his own erection, stunned by his sister’s slutty behavior.
“Fucking hell, May,” André breathed in disbelief, his voice thick with lust. “You’re crazy! How old are you again?”
May’s cheeks flushed at his words, but she didn’t stop. If anything, she grew bolder, her finger moving in and out of her slick holw as she rubbed her clit with increased fervor. “I’m old enough,” she said, her voice low and seductive.
Andre leaned forward, his eyes locked on May’s ass. “How about you come over here and let me help you with that?” he suggested, his voice thick with lust.
May hesitated for a moment, then stood up, André took her hand and pulled her towards the sofa, her bare ass bouncing slightly as she drops to her knees in front of him.
Stan watched, his heart racing, as André’s hand guided May’s head to his cock. She opened her mouth, and took him in, looking up at his face for approval.
Andre groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth engulf him. He looked over at Stan, who was still sitting there, fully dressed, his hand paused on his cock.
“Don’t just sit there, mate,” he said, his voice strained. “Take off your clothes.”
Stan nodded, his cheeks reddening, and hastily complied, tossing his clothes aside until he was as naked as May. His little pink cock, a stark contrast to André’s thick, dark member.
Stan got down on his knees next to May, his eyes wide as he watched her suck André’s cock. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him deep, her hand pumping his shaft. Stan reached out tentatively, his own hand trembling slightly as he touched his sister’s bare back.
“That’s it,” André encouraged, his hand gripping the back of May’s head.
Stan’s eyes were glued to the sight of his sister’s mouth wrapped around their friend’s cock. He wanted to join her, to taste André. Hesitantly, he reached over and placed his hand on May’s ass, feeling the heat of her skin. She glanced at him, her eyes glazed over with lust. He took it as his cue and leaned in, pressing his lips to her cheek, kissing her softly as he felt André’s cock slide in and out of her mouth.
“That’s right,” André murmured, his eyes locked on the siblings. “You two are fucking perfect together.” He grabbed Stan’s hair, guiding him closer until their lips met around his cock. The salty taste of pre-cum mingled with the sweetness of May’s mouth, and Stan found himself growing bolder.
May moaned into André’s cock as she felt Stan’s tongue touch hers, as they pleasured the older teen. The tip of Stan’s tongue brushed against the underside of André’s shaft, sending a jolt of electricity through him. May pulled back slightly, watching as her brother took over, his small mouth trying to swallow André’s meat whole.
André’s hand moved to guide Stan, showing him how to take it deeper, to lick the slit and to cup his balls. Stan was eager to learn, his own cock bobbing with excitement as he tasted the saltiness of his friend’s precum.
May watched in amazement as her brother took to it so naturally, his eyes fluttering shut in pleasure as he sucked and slobbered.
Her hand found its way to her pussy again, her finger sliding in and out as she watched them.
The sight of her brother’s small, eager mouth on André’s cock was too much for May. She couldn’t wait anymore. She climbed up, and straddled André’s face, one knee on the armrest of the sofa.
“Eat me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
André opened his mouth, his tongue pushing against her folds. May moaned, her hands gripping the back of the sofa as she began to rock her hips, her pussy grinding against his face.
Stan still has André’s cock in his mouth, his eyes watering with the effort of taking him so deep. He could feel the older boy’s balls tightening.
“You’re going to make me cum,” André warned, his voice a guttural growl. “Are you ready for it?”
Stan nodded, into André’s groin.
Andre’s cock swelled, his hips bucked and Stan felt the hot stickiness of cum fill his mouth. He pulled back slightly, his cheeks bulging with cum as he tried not to gag. He felt powerful knowing that he’d made this older, more experienced boy cum so hard.
May’s moans grew louder as she rode André’s face, her pussy wettly slapping against his mouth. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him closer to her crotch.
Stan can’t stop sucking André’s cock, even as the older boy’s climax subsided. He could feel the pulse of André’s dick slow down, the cum coating his tongue and throat. He swallowed, and kept sucking, eager for more.
May’s own climax was approaching, her body shaking as André’s tongue found her clit, his teeth lightly grazing the sensitive flesh. Her juices dripped down onto his face.
As Stan continued to suck André’s cock, he felt it begin to swell again. The older boy’s hand gripped his head, holding him in place as he began to thrust his hips up, fucking Stan’s mouth with renewed vigor.
But Stan had had enough. He pulled back, gasping for air, his eyes watering and his throat aching.
“Fuck, that was hot,” André said, panting heavily. He looked up at May, his face glistening with her juices. “Your turn, little lady.”
May’s legs were shaking with anticipation as she climbed off of André’s face and straddled his hips. She lowered herself down, feeling the tip of his cock press against her opening. With a grin, she began to lower herself faster, her slick pussy stretching to accommodate his thickness.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned as he filled her up. “You’re so big!”
Andre chuckled. “And you’re so tight, little one.” He took her hips in his hands and began to guide her movements, pushing her down onto his cock until she was sitting fully on his lap, his shaft buried deep within her.
Stan watched, his cock in his hand, as May’s pussy stretched around André’s cock. He could see the way her asshole winked with every downward stroke, and the sight was too much. He slid his hand down his sister’s back, his fingers finally probing at her tight slippery asshole.
May’s eyes went wide as she felt Stan’s touch, but she didn’t stop him. Instead, she leaned forward, pushing herself onto André’s cock as Stan’s finger breached her anus. She gasped, the sensation of being filled in both holes was great.
Andre’s eyes rolled back in his head as May’s tight pussy clamped down on his cock, her muscles contracting around him as she started to ride him in earnest.
Stan watched, his own cock throbbing with need, his finger still buried in May’s ass. He reached out with his other hand and took hold of André’s balls, rolling them gently in his palm. The older boy’s hips jerked at the sensation.
“Keep going,” André grunted, his hands gripping May’s hips tightly. “You’re both so fucking hot.”
May’s cheeks flushed, and she began to move faster, her pussy making wet, slapping sounds as she rode him. Stan’s finger in her ass was driving her wild, the sensation of fullness pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
Her moans turning into cries as André’s cock hit THAT spot with every stroke. She threw her head back, her blonde hair falling down her back as she let out a keening wail.
Without warning, André’s hands tightened on her hips, and he pulled out, leaving her feeling empty. She looked down, confused, only to see him aim his cock at Stan’s eager mouth.
Stan didn’t hesitate. He leaned in and took André’s thick cock into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing out as he tried to take as much of it as he could. May watched, her eyes wide, as her brother’s cheeks bulged with each downward stroke.
Andre’s hips bucked up, pushing more of his length into Stan’s mouth. “That’s it,” he murmured, his voice deep and gruff. “Swallow it all.”
Stan did his best, his throat working as he took the older boy’s cock deep, feeling the pulse of his orgasm. The taste of cum filled his mouth, thick and salty, and he swallowed reflexively. His eyes watered, but he didn’t pull back, eager to please.
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