Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Who's Your Daddy? EP4

"You're terrible sir," she complained, trying unsuccessfully to stop a wide smile, and as she giggled I could see her nipples hardening and caught the quick glance she directed at my crotch. "Besides, I'm pretty sure that Kenny wasn't huge sir," she challenged, looking me right in the eyes before moving her gaze downward.

"I could put both of you in the story," I teased. "Beautiful teen sisters seduce Ivy Leaguers - call it something like 'Sam and Izzy's Island Orgasms'."

"You're terrible! I going back to work professor, I don't have all afternoon to fool around."

As I watched her as she strutted towards the door, her breasts bouncing proudly, her rear cheeks alive under the skimpy little boy-shorts she was wearing, I knew it was only a matter of time, and for the thousandth time in the last two weeks tried to justify what I was about to do.

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But strangely enough, it was the older Butler sister who was the first victim of my sexual hunger, of my perverse desires.

Izzy and Kenny returned to their little hollow three days later, a July Friday afternoon I'll never forget. I had sent Samantha to Nantucket early that morning with a list full of errands to perform, errands that I knew would keep her busy at least half the day, and that she probably wouldn't be back until the two o'clock ferry from Nantucket got in.

So, when I saw Izzy and Kenny walking up the beach, I knew I'd be able to watch them uninterrupted. My eyes, pressed against the powerful binoculars, never left the couple as they made love. I simply stroked my self in time with Kenny's feeble thrusts, fighting the almost overwhelming urge to rush down the beach and throw the boy aside and fill my girl with my hardness.

After they had made love two times they ran laughing hand in hand into the surf, and as I watched Isobel playing naked in the shallows, water droplets gleaming in the sunshine as they cascaded around and over her, I couldn't help but be reminded of her mom from so many years before. Although taller than her mom, she had the same slim figure, the long beautiful blond hair, the high, firm, pink tipped cones, the puffy nipples I knew would melt in my mouth, the powerful runners legs whose thighs would curl around my back, oh Jesus...

Kenny dressed and left after they'd swam but surprisingly Izzy lingered, and I watched as she lay on her towel in the hot bowl, tanning her naked body, allowing the sun to caresses her unprotected skin.

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"I'm just going for a quick swim Maria," I called back loudly towards the house as I walked toward the breaking surf, sure that Isobel just yards away, lying naked behind the dune, would easily hear me. I dropped the towel when I was still five yards from the water, and wondered as I took the last steps whether a blond head had popped over the top of the dune, and whether two blue eyes were now staring at me.

I stayed in the water for about five minutes, ending up a little way up the beach directly opposite Isobel's hiding place. As I had splashed in the still cool surf, I had seen her head peeking over the dune and knew she would be watching when I left the water.

with glimpses of my size before finally taking the last couple of steps to dry land. I quickly glanced up at the front window of my tower top room, and surprised, saw the glint of the sun reflecting off the lens of

my whole body. Then walking over to and picking up my small towel, I slowly dried my hair as I faced her. Would she do anything, show herself, I wondered as I ran the towel down my chest and

her towel and top over her arm. Finally, when

squealed as she raised her free hand up to cover

her. "Where'd you come from anyway?" I asked as I continued to slowly approach

naked sir?" she asked, ignoring my question while boldly returning my

"Uh huh. You too?"

mean I don't like the white lines, the," she stammered while letting her arm fall, exposing her perfect golden breasts, but the look in her eyes belied her nervous

slowly inspecting her I answered, "I thought I saw you and Kenny a little while ago in

man you were kissing in the little hollow

"The hollow?"

and I look out the side window," and I turned and pointed up to where I knew Samantha watched, "I can see right into that little hollow." "Everything?" And

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their hard, erect points being answered by a

tall women," I whispered, our mouths seconds away from each

boys think I'm too

crazy Izzy,"

I mean not

"I'm a man Isabel."

for you... I mean... we can't ..." were her last words

excitement I felt as our mouths met and our bodies crashed together. It clearly had something to do with who her mother was, who she was, how many years I'd waited to be part of her life. I

cupped her soft orb and ran my tongue around her sensitive aureole I felt her tremble under my fingers. Bending I quickly moved my hands to her hips

curls and cupped her pubic mound in my palm, lightly brushing her pink

on top of mine, pushing it against her. I then knelt in front of her and after grasping her rear cheeks in my hands, brought my tongue to her, running its rough, wet surface over her pink, now open slit. She was already moist, and