A little pillow talk

“You still haven’t cum?” Sierra asks in dismay. “Am I doing something wrong?”

I hold back a grin and stroke her face gently. “No, sexy girl,” I tell her. “I’m just enjoying your pussy too much to want to be done yet.”

She smiles shyly at that. “Next time—cum with me?” she asks. “You can cum inside me, it’s safe. Dad doesn’t know, but Crystal helped me get on the pill.”

“Your stepmother?” I ask.

“I guess she is, but we’re more like BFFs,” Sierra tells me. “We talk about everything.” I must look worried at that, because she giggles. “Yeah, I’ll tell her all about this. She’ll be happy for me. And she’ll want to know if she can have a turn.”

I blink at that. “Oh?” I ask.

“She’s not happy with Dad,” Sierra responds sadly. “Dad cheated on Mom, he’s cheating on her, she knows it. He wanted her to look good with him in public, but—I think he only likes women who like being treated rough—spanked, choked, called whore, that sort of thing. He wanted Crystal to call him ‘Daddy’—which, ugh!” Sierra makes a face at that, which I certainly understand. “She wouldn’t, and I don’t think they’ve had sex much since then. I hope we can do this a lot, but I’m sure you’re not planning on being exclusive to me, and it would be really good for you to fuck Crystal, too. She needs it, she deserves it, and I know you’ll enjoy it ’cause she’s gorgeous.”

“OK,” I say agreeably. This is enough to make my head spin.

“Right now, though—if you haven’t cum yet, it’s still my turn, and I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you. I’ve never felt a man cum inside me before. And . . . Iain?” Sierra asks.

“Yeah, baby girl?”

“Can I pick the position? I haven’t tried many, and there’s one I really want to try.”