Misc. Erotica Mommy’s College Prep

Finally, we pulled up out front of Liz's house, and I saw her door open, and she came running out, a severe-looking older Asian couple was standing in the doorway, and my sister and I got out and walked. Liz was surprised to see my sister and her parents glanced at each other, giving us each a slightly confused smile. Liz introduced Rachel and me and I shook their hands, feeling judged by their eyes. My sister broke the mood; however, informing the parents that she would be our chaperone for the evening to make sure we kids had good clean fun.

The effect her tall blond beauty had on the two Asian parents was immediate and pronounced. Liz's mom fluttered under the attention, unable to slip in comments about her daughter's many accomplishments in-between wondering glances at the type of woman she typically only ever saw in magazines. Liz's dad had his tongue-tied around in knots, and his eyes were practically falling out of his skull as they bulged. They betrayed the man as they slid over Rachels, long lean, and rounded form.

When my sister turned her devastating eyes on the man and let him know that no matter how late Liz returned, he could rest assured she would be safe with her, the man could only nod, smiling dumbly. His wife swatted his arm, and he blinked, not even glancing at the woman before going back to trying to memorize my sister's looks. We were walking out to the car when the man finally perked up.

“Pictures!” He cried, as if he had some great revelation, then running inside, he came out a few seconds later. Liz apologized, her face blushing prettily.

“Don’t apologize,” Rachel said with a smile and a wink, “I enjoy the attention.”

Then the man was back with a super expensive Nikon and large lens. Rachel pulled Liz in between us, and the man snapped away. We pretended to ignore as he zoomed in on Rachel and snapped photos of her in a somewhat creepy fashion.

His wife didn't notice, frowning behind the man and finally swatting him in the head and barking at him. The man hopped away and back inside, the two of them arguing as they shut the door, with one final smile for us.

“Jake,” Liz said, once we had both climbed in the car, Liz and I in the back seat my sister driving, “why is your sister here?”

“A better question is, why did you watch me masturbate?” Rachel asked, her lips twisted in a knowing grin.

"What?" Liz asked, stunned, then she turned to me, "you told her?" her eyes didn't hold accusation, more curiosity, and intrigue than anything else. Rachel gave me a wink and drove downtown, parking at a nice little sushi restaurant.

“Let’s get something straight,” Rachel said once we had all sat down and ordered, the awkwardness and tension so thick you could cut it with a knife, “I’ve got my brothers back no matter what, and I’m not going to let some cute little cock tease come and play with his emotions.”

“Cock tease?!” Liz said indignantly, “I don’t know what he told you,”

“Everything,” Rachel said with a hard smile cutting her off, “he told me everything. If you aren’t playing some game, then why did you want to see him fooling around with some big titted older woman?”

“Because,” Liz began her eyes downcast in shame, “because I thought it was hot.”

“And why did you dress so sexy every day this week, flashing your little panties for all of us to see?”

“Were you thinking about me… when we watched you?” Liz asked a sliver of defiance in her voice as she looked up.

“Answer my question.” Rachel said.

"No, first you answer mine," Liz had a furrowed brow and a look that I recognized.

“Just answer her, Rachel,” I said, “she won’t talk until you do.” Liz glanced at me, grateful for the support but still a little unsure of what was going on.

“Ok, fine,” Rachel said, leaning back her grin wicked, “I was thinking about you… but that wasn’t all I was thinking about.” She finished with a wink.

“What else?” Liz asked.

“Nope,” Rachel shook her head, still grinning, “I answered your question, now you answer mine.”

“Ok, fine,” Liz said, scowling, “yes, I was wearing the clothes to tease you and Jake, I just liked the attention is all.”

“Is that all you planned to do,” Rachel said, leaning forward and whispering over the sushi plates, “a little wank and then on to the next dude?”

“I don’t know,” Liz said, glancing at me and blushing, “do we have to talk about this here?”

"Yes," Rachel said, her voice ringing with command once more, "you have to do everything I say because you're a nasty little slut who peeps on girls in their rooms, now answer me."

“I planned to give him a blowjob, but,” she glanced at me apologetically, “I wasn’t going to have sex with him unless he took the video and sent it to me.”

“Why?” Rachel and I asked at the same time.

Liz closed her eyes tight, face and neck flushed red with embarrassment, “Because I recognized the tits as your stepmom’s, and I thought it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I went straight to bed and got off like seven times, thinking about seeing the video.” She dropped her face into her hands in shame, “God, I’m a terrible person.”

Rachel looked at me, and her face bore a triumphant expression, nothing like the stunned amazement I felt. Does everyone know?! I thought to myself.

“No, Liz,” my sister said, her eyes staring into mine, dancing with kinky energy, “you aren’t a terrible person, you’re exactly what my brother needs.” Then my sisters hypnotically beautiful turned their radiance on Liz, the smaller Asian woman spellbound and by the older and more confident one. “And I believe you’re exactly what I need.”

“You?” Liz asked, the shame draining from her expression, replaced with shy hope.

The check came, and Rachel reached out and took it before I could, slipping her credit card in, "That's right, darling if you want ever to see that video, or something even better, then you’ll have to agree to do everything I say, first."

Liz looked at me, her gaze questioning, and when she saw the look in my eyes, she grinned and turned back to my sister.

“Yes, Mistress, I agree to it all!”

“Mistress… I like the sound of that.” She stood, “come on; then, we need to get home.”

Liz and I slid into the back of the car once more, and Rachel started heading home. Once we were on the road, Liz reached over and gripped my hand, and I squeezed her back, still nervous and unsure what my sister had planned.

“Liz, you promise to do anything I tell you, right?” Rachel asked, glancing into the rearview mirror at us as she drove.

“Yes,” Liz said, then hesitating said, “you’re aren’t going to tell me to do anything illegal, are you?”

“No, nothing illegal, not in most states at least,” Rachel said with a smile, “It turns out I have a lot of making up to do with my little brother, and you know the way to any man’s heart right, Liz?”

“Their stomachs?” She asked nervously.

"Wrong, the true way to a man's heart is through his dick," Rachel winked at her in the mirror, "so you put that pretty little mouth of yours to work, sucking my little brothers cock. I want him to cum at least one more time before he gets his prize."

“Of course, mistress!” Liz said with a happy little smile on her face as she turned in the bucket seat towards me, reaching down to the buckle of my pants.

“Hey, wait!” I said, glancing out the windows. They were tinted dark, but we were still driving through town while the sun was just setting and the roads full of traffic. "aren't we a little exposed?" Liz didn't stop in her removing my pants.

“You promised to do everything I said, little brother, remember?” Rachel asked, glancing at me in the mirror, “I can still send that video to dad.”

"What video?" Liz asked as she slipped out of her seat and pulled my cock out of pants.

“Just the one of him getting a blowjob a couple hours ago from our mom.”

"Damn!" Liz said with a smile as she looked up at me, one small hand sliding up my cock, "Show it to me, Jake," then she planted a soft kiss just under the head of my cock, causing me to shiver in pleasure, "Please?"

“Show her Jake,” Rachel said, “Give her a taste of what she’s going to see later.”

So, I pulled out my phone and pulled up the video, even as Liz slipped her wet lips over the head of my cock. They stretched out wide as she sucked me into her mouth. I felt her little tongue slide up and around the tip of my cock, teasing, and tasting. I let the video start to play, and Liz moaned out, her humming throat doing wonders to my dick.

“Hurry up, we’re almost home,” Rachel said with a wink to me in the mirror.

“Mhmm mmmm Juuukkkkeeee, mmmhmmm gluck gluck mmm gluck,” Liz pulled her hand into the motion as her head began to bob up and down on my cock, saliva pooling out of her mouth and down my cock. She was inexperienced, and I could tell she was just putting into practice things she had seen or read about, the motions awkward until she began to relax and learn what pleased me best.

I felt my orgasm approaching, the fact that my sister was in the front seat of the car, watching the action now and then in the mirror and licking her lips in lusty desire, only made the encounter hotter, to be honest. I fought to hold it off as long as I could, wanting to savor the pleasure, but then I felt Liz stop her steady bobbing and begin sucking and slobbering focused on the soft and sensitive head of my cock, her hand jacking up and down my shaft and I felt myself going over the edge.

“I’m cumming, Liz!” I said, warning the young woman.

"You better swallow it all," my sister said, "like a good little cock sucking slut. Fill her mouth, Jake!"

“Oh fuck,” I moaned out as the orgasm hit me. I saw Liz’s cheeks bulge as thick streams of cum filled her mouth, nearly overflowing out. But the small woman swallowed it down, sucking and savoring each morsel until I had to stop her questing lips and tongue as my cock grew over sensitive.

“Good girl,” said Rachel as she pulled onto our street, “that was excellent work and perfect timing.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Liz said with a self-satisfied smile as she plopped back into her seat, wiping her lips with a dainty hand. She flashed me a big grin, and I felt my cock twitch once again at her adorable dimples.​