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When Dallas puts his foot down, telling the his sisters they aren’t allowed to go to the mall anymore, they defy him, thinking they’ll just turn on the charm and get away with it. But Dallas knows, if he lets them off the hook this time, they’ll just continue to get into bigger and bigger trouble. Someone has to take charge, so he decides to take matters into his own hands and punish his sisters himself.
“Next time, listen to me,” he snapped, pulling out into traffic, pulling away from the little bald man the girls were so afraid of. “You think not coming to the mall was a punishment?”
“Well… kinda…” Mandy peeked over the seat as Dallas drove toward home.
“You’re going to find out what punishment really is.”
They were quiet the rest of the way home. Dallas didn’t say anything either. He was too busy dreaming up his punishment. He wanted them to remember it, to think about it the next time they considered putting themselves at risk like that. Every time he thought about it, the way they’d ignored his warning, it made him even madder.
“In the house.” He cut the engine. “My room. Strip.”
The girls looked at him, then at each other. Then they took off, running up the porch steps and into the house. Dallas followed, pocketing his keys, his cock leaking pre-cum in his boxers. He thought they might run for it, lock themselves in the bathroom. He might have to break down a door. But he didn’t think so. They’d heard his instructions and he thought they would follow them, especially since they involved taking off their clothes. He’d never met two girls so into sex before in his life. If they thought he was going to fuck them, he knew they’d get undressed.
And he was right. They were both naked on his mattress on the floor, their clothes in a pile next to it. And they’d started without him. They were kissing, pink tongues flashing, legs scissored, shaved pussies almost touching. Mandy’s little breasts were pressed against her sister’s much larger ones, the two of them moaning softly as their hands endlessly roamed. Dallas shut and locked the door behind him—in case his stepmother decided to cut her mall trip short—watching.
“Come join us?” Gabby smirked.
Her ploy was clear—distract him. And why not let her think it was working? He peeled off his t-shirt, watching his sisters make out. He cock ached to be freed and he undid he jeans, shoving them down his hips, his boxers tented. Mandy’s eyes lit up when she saw how hard he was and he remembered how much she loved having him in her mouth.
Dallas went to his knees on the mattress, his hands moving over their soft skin, the rounded globes of their asses, the weight of their tits delightful. If Trevor knew he was fucking his sisters, what would he say? Dallas smiled, imagining telling his best friend that news. How shocked he’d be—how envious! And Dallas had them all to himself. They fucking worshipped him and his cock, although he hadn’t quite figured out why quite yet.
Maybe they were just that starved for attention.
“Dally’s got something I want to play with.” Mandy sat up and reached for his cock, eager as always.Read More