Sixth Chapter of "Two Many Temptations"
Hey people, this part of the story's relatively short, so I wanted to release it quickly. Newcomers should definitely read the initial five chapters before proceeding with this one. I hope you like it.
Chapter 6
"I appreciate your offer," Sara said, "but I have some things I need to accomplish today. I might pay you a visit if I can finish them on time."
She drove off while I walked toward my house. I turned and waved as I clutched the doorknob and shoved my shoulder against the door. When it didn't push in, I remembered I'd given Lucy my keys.
I sighed in annoyance. She must've locked the door before she left for her run. I figured she'd be back by now, considering Sara and I had been tumbling about. At that moment, I recalled the spare house key I kept in my truck. And, thankfully, I could open the vehicle using the keypad on the door.
I unlocked my home with my recovered spare key. Upon entering, all I could hear were the sounds of a running shower emanating from the hallway. Following a while, I also recognized some music, coming faintly from Lucy's room. I found the keys on the dining table. I kicked off my shoes and plopped on the couch before switching on the television. I settled on Gone in Sixty Seconds for now, while I relaxed and reflected on everything that had just happened between Sara and me. There was no denying my urges to slide into her; particularly when she offered.
As I was reminiscing over the lap dance to the not-so-dry humping in the shower, I heard my own shower shut off. Moments later, I heard wet footsteps echoing from the hallway. Because of the layout of my house, you couldn't observe the person in the living room from the hall. They would need to make their way all the way to the end of the hallway for the living room to come into view. Unknowingly, Lucy didn't close her bedroom door. I guess she assumed she was all alone in the house. Noises of someone searching through stuff reverberated from her room, followed by the sound of someone collapsing onto the bed.
For the next few minutes, I got to hear nothing but Lucy's music and Gone in 60 Seconds in the living room. Her breathing then grew louder and softer, almost in sync with the lulls in the film and music. This was soon replaced by Lucy's soft moans, followed by louder groans and guttural grunting.
I hit pause to focus better. Surely, she wasn't doing what it appeared she was. My curiosity took over, and I slid soundlessly down the hallway.
I approached Lucy's room and peeped inside. Lucy's bedroom design featured the head of her bed facing the same wall as the door. A bedside table lay between the bed and the door, with a lamp on it. It blocked the view from the door for anyone in bed, but that worked beneficial for me - it displayed the bed's lower three quarters without exposing my peeping eyes to Lucy. Looking at it, I saw Lucy's stunning nude figure, from the bottom of her rib cage to her firm tummy, sporting the silver chain collar with a hummingbird charm belly ring. Her flawless skin faded from tan to white, where the sun hadn't touched it yet. Her silky smooth cradle was noticeable, with a small heart the focal point above her clit. With this angle, I could see her applying a clear, veined dildo through her pussy.
Holy cow. I shouldn't be seeing this shameless act. However, I couldn't resist staring at her. Her astonishingly attractive body moved in sync with a rhythm, visibly arousing and base in nature.
Courtney possessed a few sex toys but used them sparingly and primarily during our encounters. I'm confident she might self-pleasure on occasion, but I've never observed this before. If she did, I wished she had shared this with me; it's incredibly sensual.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from the entrance to Lucy's room. My hand unconsciously slipped down to my stiff cock and began rubbing it through my shorts as I watched Lucy. I figured she would be rubbing her clit as she approached orgasm. When I saw her second hand appear in my line of sight, I was utterly astonished. She lifted her left leg back and slid her hand under her tight, sinewy runner's ass. I couldn't fully make out what she was doing, but it was evident she slipped a finger into her ass. Lucy's movements became erratic, and her back started undulating in unison with her moans, now turning into a long, continuous string, only breaking when she needed to breathe.
"Aaaaaaaah fuuuuuuuuuck! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Lucy screamed as she planted both feet on the bed and thrust her hips up, burying the dildo deep in her pussy. When she released her ass from the bed, she pulled the silicone dildo out of her pussy, hurling it off the bed carelessly. She turned onto her right side, still stimulating herself. Two fingers in her pussy, one finger gently teasing her ass hole.
I reluctantly tore my gaze away from Lucy. I knew it wouldn't bode well if I was found out as a Peeping Tom while spying on my 19-year-old sister-in-law pleasuring herself. I retreated to the couch. I set the TV volume to zero and initiated playback. I gradually increased the volume so Lucy wouldn't detect the sudden change and realize I was in the room.
After a few minutes, I heard Lucy rummaging around in her room. I willed my throbbing cock to deflate, but it was pointless; I was running out of time. I could hear footsteps approaching the living room.
"Oh..." Lucy's voice echoed through the room. "I...I didn't realize you had returned."
I peered from behind the sofa. Lucy stood at the end of the hallway, sporting only a tank top and a pair of baby blue panties. My eyes ran over Lucy, and her gaze did the same to me. When her eyes met the unmistakable tent in my shorts, she sported a look of realization.
"Did...Did you hear me just now?"
"Um... yeah." I couldn't come up with a lie, even if I could, it would undoubtedly be dishonest. "I... I should've told you when I entered. At first, you were in the shower, and I didn't want to scare you. Then, you started...and...uh. I'm sorry."
My mind struggled to form a justification for failing to notify her that she wasn't alone in the house.
We sat there, staring at one another, awkwardly for what seemed like forever.
"I'm sorry," Lucy finally broke the silence. "I should've shut my door so you couldn't hear that. I'm mortified."
"It's no big deal." I tried to reassure myself. "Everyone does it. There's no need to be embarrassed."
Lucy's gaze lingered on me, her jaw dropping when she noticed the tent in my shorts. "Did...Did you hear me just now?"
"Yes." I couldn't think of a lie, and if I had, it would've been a lie. "I... I'm sorry, I should've said something when I walked in. When you were in the shower, I didn't want to terrify you, and then you started...and...uh. I'm really sorry."
Lucy and I exchanged silences for what felt like eternal.
"I'm sorry," Lucy resumed. "I should've had my door closed so you wouldn't hear that. I'm so self-conscious."
"It's not a big problem," I asserted, fighting the embarrassment. "Everybody does it. There's no reason to be sheepish about it."
"Then why are you red in the face?" Lucy queried, probing me further. "Are you saying you wouldn't be humiliated if it were the other way around?"
"Ha! I'm certainly not a ninja!" I joked. "There would be no occupant to hear anything!"
Lucy's complexion reddened again before she began to chuckle. "A ninja, huh?"
Lucy settled at the other end of the couch, curling her legs beneath her, occasionally glancing in my direction. I remained in only a t-shirt and revealing swim trunks, sporting a still-rigid erection straining against the flimsy fabric. When I covertly grasped a throw pillow, I placed it over my wiener. When I glanced back at Lucy, she smirked.
"Late for that, isn't it?" she teased with a grin. "Why cover yourself up now?"
"I'm ashamed, I shouldn't have been looking," I said, attempting to conceal my embarrassment. "I think I should change my clothes."
"There's no reason to be embarrassed." Lucy snickered, throwing back my words. "Especially since you saw me in a more vulnerable position." Lucy smirked, continuing to stare at the lump in my trousers.
I built up the nerve and pushed myself away from the couch, discarding the pillow as I did so. Lucy gazed at me intently. I gulped and began to move. Lucy's glare locked onto my stiff prick as it stretched across the living room, until I headed down the hallway and she couldn't see it anymore.
Once I entered my room, I collected a set of clean clothes and a towel, seeking to see if she'd left warm water for a shower. She hadn't, but I wasn't fussed regarding the cool shower. It assisted my cock in finally shrinking slightly. It still seemed to expand regularly. I considered masturbating while taking a shower, but I couldn't bring myself to take the risk of Lucy overhearing.
Following my shower, I dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I discovered Lucy in the same place on the couch, watching "Gone in 60 Seconds" again. I perched on the couch opposite her and continued watching the movie.
"So you're just gonna pretend it never happened?" Lucy inquired.
"What?" I inquired, seemingly oblivious.
"Are you going to just ignore that I was masturbating?" she clarified.
"Well, I heard it, but so what?"
"I was wondering if there'd be any awkwardness between us," Lucy said, watching my expression.
I contemplated her words for a few moments. It felt a bit awkward, but it didn't truly change anything. If Lucy was truly embarrassed, I couldn't tell. She was sitting almost naked less than a meter away from me.
"I hope not," I replied.
Silence fell again as we continued watching the movie. Once "Gone in 60 Seconds" had ended, Lucy searched through various apps until she found a film she wanted to watch. She opted for "Reacher" on Prime, and we were quiet for a while.
"You realize you're in your pajamas while I'm fully clothed," Lucy observed, interrupting the silence.
"Maybe you could go put some clothes on," I suggested.
"I could do that, but honestly, I'm more comfortable like this." Lucy responded.
"Alright?" I inquired, puzzled.
"You could remove your pants," she proposed. "This way, we're more even."
"Why?" I questioned.
"It's more comfortable. And it would help me feel less embarrassed."
"Well, what would I tell Courtney when she returns home? What would she think if she saw me half-naked in the living room?"
"She doesn't arrive till 7 tonight. That's still eight hours away. You should have ample time to figure out where your pants are by then." Lucy laughed.
Lucy's gaze smoldered. Her eyes held an unmistakable flame. She watched as I exhaled, stood up, and lowered my pants to the floor, leaving me in nothing but a tight pair of boxer-briefs and a plain grey t-shirt.
"Is this what you wanted?" I inquired as I sat back down.
"Well, you'll never find out if you don't remove your shirt," Lucy answered cheekily.
Lucy retreated to the kitchen to assemble a sandwich. As she walked away from me, I took in the view of her rear. The thong she was wearing left nothing to the imagination – it was made of thin fabric and barely covered her ass. However, my vision remained firmly fixed on her round bottom as she made the sandwich.
Lucy returned to the couch and sat next to me. She proffered one of the two sandwiches from her plate. While handing it to me, she Stared at my bulge.
I turned beet red. I'd been observed in the act. She didn't say anything; she simply smiled mischievously. I chose to devour my sandwich in silence. After a while, my penis recovered and regained its former vigor. Whenever Lucy stood up to retrieve something, I'd watch her behind intently, and every time, I'd find myself caught.
"Have you seen something you like?" Lucy inquired after the third or fourth time this happened.
"I'm sorry, but I just can't seem to help it. I'm going to get my pants back on."
"No!" Lucy exclaimed. "It's not a big deal. You've seen me naked covered in my sister's cum. Seeing your penis tent in your underwear isn't a big deal."
"I'm not sure. It makes me feel very exposed," I confessed.
"You didn't respond to my question," Lucy teased.
"What question?"
"I asked if you saw anything you liked."
"Poor thing," Lucy cooed. "Probably just yearning for liberty."
"You want me to take my shirt off? Not happening," I asserted.
"If I take mine off, will you?" Lucy inquired with a sultry undertone.
"No. I'm quite comfortable in my boxers. Can't explain us both being stark naked in the same room, even if it's harmless. People would talk!"
Ignoring my response, Lucy rose from the sofa and undid her shirt. She raised it up her toned abdomen, uncovering her perky breasts and their dark, rigid nipples. Lifting her shirt over her head, she cast it aside.
"Your turn," she instructed, striding toward me naked.
"Not a good idea, Luc."
"Our deal was if I took my shirt off, you'd take yours. Are you a man of your word?"
Resisting, I extended my arm and withdrew my shirt. Discarding it along with Lucy's, I sat before her completely exposed. Lucy's gazed shifted to my crotch where my erection was painfully apparent. Seeing her enticing figure in front of me sparked more desire within me.
"Your panties go off too, and you'll get yours off," Lucy stipulated. She touched her thong's band, sliding it down, exposing the pale skin of her mons.
"What were you thinking?" I inquired.
"Before I knew you were home?"
"That's right."
"It's confidential."
"Knowing this may change my actions."
"What was it?" Lucy pulled her thong further down, revealing her unblemished vulva.
"It was a lap dance Sara offered you."
Lucy grabbed the string between her buttocks, pulling it free as she removed her panties. Her pubic hair, which resembled a cartoon character lovingly referred to as a 'simp' character, drew my gaze.
"I couldn't." I lamented. "I wanted to, but I couldn't."
"Why not?"
"Sara was wearing her clothes, and we weren't engaging in sexual acts."
"I saw you both last night," Lucy admitted, referencing a time she couldn't sleep. "I heard your voices downstairs. Initially, I was going to participate, but then you accepted a lap dance from her. I froze on the steps."
"What did you see?" I inquired, astonished.
"The tip of your penis was visible under your boxers, and you seemed to be gripping her hips while she danced, but you still had your boxers on."
"We weren't..."
"Despite the ruse, it looked like you were."
I couldn't believe her. "It was consensual. We never had sex."
"I saw you about to enter her." Lucy pressed her hips against my chest, her moist lips brushing mine.
"That didn't happen!"
"It appeared that way to me." Lucy removed her lips, began grinding herself on me, providing first-hand evidence of her arousal.
"I couldn't control myself. I was flustered." I admitted, feeling her heat on my stomach.
"So you went home?"
"I should have left sooner."
"Fine," Lucy declared. "I get what I need without you." Grinding herself against me even fiercer, Lucy ground herself along my length, soaking my erection with her moisture. "My thoughts were about that lap dance, but not with Sara."
"So, we're not doing... this," I said hesitantly.
Lucy nodded and set herself on my torso, wrapping her thighs around my waist, and adjusted my penis between her labia. "You'll find out the reason eventually, you're just impatient," she added.
"Promise?", I asked.
"I'll let you know one day," Lucy replied, her body moving in circular patterns against me.
I could feel moisture pooling at the base of my penis and forming a warm droplet at the tip. Her forceful grinding combined with our slippery dance of redirection confused and aroused me. This was frustrating and exciting at the same time.
"You've known for how long?" I demanded.
"It's not the right time to reveal this," Lucy stood up, leaving me confused and needing an answer.
Her response, while expected, still hurt. Dressed and returned to the couch, Lucy openly displayed her hunger, embarrassing me. I got up to leave the room, seeking solace.
"You regret what happened in here, this wasn't what you bargained for?" she asked.
I stopped at the doorway and replied, half truthfully, "It's much more complicated than I initially thought."
Lucy stood up on one leg, placing her hand on my penis and trying to push it into her hole. Due to her tightness, she could only insert the head before being stopped. I grabbed her hips and slowly pushed her up and down my shaft, allowing my cock to gradually enter her pussy. It took several minutes, buteventually, my entire length was inside her.
I had no idea why I surrendered to Lucy, despite Sara freely offering herself, which I had denied. I barely knew Lucy, but I couldn't resist the temptation. It could have been the forbidden nature of sleeping with my sister-in-law. It could have been the night before, the pool, or the shower that morning. It may have been when I witnessed this beautiful 19-year-old girl practically using a dildo to jackhammer herself. Knowing she fantasized about me while she did only fueled the fire. I was determined to enjoy this lovely temptress.
Merely letting Lucy lead the pace, she began to rock her hips back and forth. As she adjusted, she slowly increased her motions, hopefully settling into the right rhythm. I couldn't resist playing with her pert rear after seeing her gorgeous, heart-shaped tuft of well-trimmed pubic hair inch after inch of rock-hard cock.
I couldn't keep my hands off her delightful breasts, and I couldn't resist squeezing her right tit while fondling her left, gently scraping my teeth across her erect nipple. Lucy's hands reached out, both clutching my hair while digging her nails desperately into my skull.
"This feels fantastic," she moaned. I twisted her nipple a little harder and pulled a little harder on her ass.
"You feel incredible!" I panted into her chest.
"You do, too," Lucy began to lean back, utilizing one hand on my knee and the other on my shoulder. Using this new angle, she could more effectively angle my member into her g-spot.
I lifted Lucy off my lap, then raised my hips to meet hers. Now above her, I began to wildly thrust into her, driving as hard and as fast as I could. When my energy drained, I fell back onto the couch, allowing Lucy to jiggle her rear, filling the room with the sound of her firm buttocks slapping my thighs. This was divine beyond words. If I hadn't already cum earlier, I would have reached my limit by now.
"I'm almost there," Lucy grunted. "How about from behind?" she asked suggestively. With the thought of being inside her from behind, the desire to explore this gorgeous minx overpowered me.
I repelled Lucy with a small push, moving into position. Entering her quite slowly, intense sensations of lubrication flowed from her, coating me from my belly button all the way down my thighs. I was entirely drenched in her arousal.
I lined up my rod and thrust as deeply as possible inside her, seeing her beautifully tanned back, the darker line across it from her bikini top contrasting with her skin. I tapped her buttock lightly. Her moan suggested she enjoyed this roughness, so I repeated it on the other side. Hoping she liked it a little rougher, I grabbed her hips and began to furiously thrust in and out of her drenched vagina. I even occasionally whacked her buttocks.
A chorus of moans and the sounds of our bodies colliding filled the room. Observing her little pussy lips dance along my rod was arousing but seeing her finger go between her legs to frantically circle her clit became thrilling. Lucy's loose pussy was tense while her orgasm strengthened, eventually forcing me to work against her tightening pussy. I pushed forward, and her torso drooped onto the sofa, leaving her ass in the air. I manipulated my thumb, maintaining the pressure and smacking her buttocks again, forcing her into the next orgasmic convulsion. Lucy cried out in continuous pleasure as her pussy gripped my rod, seemingly demanding release.
Lucy lay gasping in front of me, her face still pressed against the couch as her backside was displayed for the world to see. I grabbed and turned Lucy around, putting her on her back. I spread her legs wide and moved between them. I squeezed my erect penis back into her pussy.
I thrust in and out of her, watching her slender stomach contract and expand with each thrust, her perky breasts bouncing slightly. This vision was the final motivation I needed. I pulled myself from her, pumped my member a few times, and released my largest amount of cum from the weekend all over Lucy's crotch, belly, and chest. I coated her like she was my art project, creating puddles of sperm all over her young frame. I then collapsed against the back of my couch.
As my breathing slowly returned to normal, I surveyed the scene. We both had a sheen of sweat covering our bodies. Lucy's fluids coated my stomach down to my thighs. Along with her own fluids and sweat, Lucy was also covered in my seed.
I sat down, and placed Lucy's legs across my lap, happy to simply look at her for the remainder of the afternoon. Lucy's eyes began to close as she fell asleep. I would've patted myself on the back for putting her to sleep if sleep didn't also threaten to take me.
As my eyelids began to droop due to fatigue, I was suddenly snapped back to awareness by the sound of a loud knock on my front door.
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