My Sister Miriam

Something inside Mary told her to look away. She was starting to feel guilty, as though she should not be watching. She was rooted to the carpet, compelled to stay, her feet betraying her, they would not move. She watched, her mouth agape, as her sister took Randy in her mouth her head bobbing up and down. 

Miriam sat back for a few seconds, and continued to stroke her teacher nimble fingertips briefly touching his black pubic hair. Looking up their eyes met and she smiled a wicked little smile. 

“Better than my mother” she asked?

He smiled at her, gently wrapped his hand around her ponytail and slowly pushed her head back towards his glistening erection. 

“Better than your mother” he said, “then again your mother probably hasn’t had a man since your father died a year ago”. 

With the beckoning of his hand, she bent forward and softly bit and licked the head of his hard shaft, he moaned. 

Mary felt frozen, her eyes stuck on the scene before her as Miriam continued to take Randy in her mouth. 

The scene before her had taken her breath away, now the mention of her mother and Miriam’s science teacher. Was this why he had been over to the house lately talking about her sister and her poor performance in his class? 

In a sense she felt betrayed by her mother. After all it was she who had sat her down when she got her first period and told her about how sinful it was to have sex out of wed lock, and to watch out for the lies of men and how they were after only one thing. 

. “Turn around”, Randy said, “I want you”.

As Miriam stood and turned towards the bed, she instinctively put both hands out, grasped the top of the bed spread that had lay at the foot of her bed, and steadied herself with her arms. 

“Get on your knees”, Randy said in a soft yet commanding voice. 

Miriam, on all fours looked back over her shoulder and with a twinkle in her eye said, “Is this how you want me?” Just like the night you took my mother on the floor of the guest room? 

With his penis still erect, Randy stood behind Miriam. He reached out and slowly slid his hands up underneath her dress. 

Mary watched as his hands reappeared, his strong fingers grasping the band of Miriam’s white panties. He pulled them down to her knees; the whiteness of her plump yet firm round bottom a stark contrast to her beautiful tanned legs. 

“Yes just like I took your mother”, Randy said as he smiled. 

Raising his hand, the sound of Randy’s hand echoed around the room as he smacked Miriam’s ass. 

“Ouch”, Miriam playfully giggled, “what was that for?” 

“Spying were you?” Randy smiled. “I’m your teacher; I must punish you for being the bad little girl that you are”. 

Randy crouched over Miriam. She groaned as Randy’s tongue slid between her cheeks, the tip of his moist tongue softly licking the entrance to her tight anus and probing her succulent peach, its nectar moistening his lips. 
Mary watched as Randy slowly entered her sister, Miriam’s muffled groans emanating from the sheets. They were still for a few seconds and then began to slowly rock in unison. Her sister’s round bottom rising to meet her lover’s thrusts. 

Mary stood in silence, transfixed by Randy’s movements. The muscles on the back of his legs flexed and his buttocks squeezed together as he rhythmically buried himself in her sister, his balls swaying below. 

The lovers danced their primal dance as Randy grasped Mariam’s ponytail and pulled her head up from the bed, continuing to thrust his manhood into her moist vagina. Mary could see the red flush of her sister’s face, a faint glow of pink starting to show, matching her round bottom where the slap of Randy’s hand had left its mark. 

Mary watched as Randy slowed his pace, bent over, and whispered something in her sister’s ear. Miriam rolled onto her side and sat at the foot of the bed again. Her panties stretched between her knees, feet on the floor. Randy’s hips bucked as he took Miriam’s mouth, his cock swollen, glistening with saliva a few drops falling to the wooden floor. 

Miriam with a hand between her legs rubbed her swollen rosebud with the palm of her hand, her fingers buried deep inside her wetness a muffled groan escaped her cock filled lips as she came, warm nectar trickling from her peach, spreading out in a small pool on the bed spread. 

Randy bucked, shuddered and then stopped; a guttural groan filled the room. Lifting her face from his black pubic hair, their eyes met as Miriam slid his cock out of her mouth. She brought a glistening index finger to her lips and wiped a small white speck from the corner of her mouth and slowly sucked on the finger. She smiled at Randy and said, “I love the way you nourish me”. 

Somewhere in her mind a bell rang. Mary suddenly was jolted back to reality. Class was ending and students were packing up. Mary turned to look at the man who sitting beside her. 

“You ok”? He asked, “Your cheeks are flush”. 

“I’m fine”, Mary replied with a smile, as the small quiver between her legs, slowly began to move up through her belly.