The Ross Family

Leaning back against the drivers seat, Carlie shifted around, feeling the soft fabric of the chair against her smooth skin. Her hands played with her landing strip, above her butterfly lips. ‘I wonder what I’ll look like with out shaving?’ She thought to herself, as she had shaved down there every other day since she was 13. Her hands slid up her sides, over rolls of belly fat formed by sitting down. She cupped her breasts, as she pictured Katie’s full and perky chest, with her large areolae and long nipples. She bit her lip as she felt her own smaller, average nipples tighten and harden.

Realizing she should get going, she shook herself from her thoughts, and grabbed her keys to start the car. Just as she was about to put her key in, she remembered what the mayor said about driving. ‘I guess it would be better to walk, if that’s the custom’ she thought to herself. She put her keys in her purse, grabbed it and her phone and started walking to the Main Street.

She stood on the corner lookin down all four streets of the intersection, trying to remember where the mayor had told her to go. Realizing she had fully forgotten, with all the rules buzzing in her head, she stopped a blonde woman to ask for directions.

The blonde woman introduced herself as Mary, and her small perky b-cups bounced as she talked. Carlie tried to not stare, her bisexuality raging with in her. Hormones however won, and Carlie stared at Mary’s big bubbly ass as she pointed which way the Ross family lived.

“Sorry” Carlie said blushing, “I didn’t see where you were pointing.”

“Oh it’s ok doll” Mary said with a southern twang. She moved to stand behind Carlie, flush with her back. Carlie breathed heavily when she felt Mary’s nipples on her shoulder blades and her blonde nether hair tickle her butt.

While Mary pointed this way and that, describing the route from over Carlie’s shoulder, a large muscular man stepped behind her. He started rubbing himself, his cock growing in his hand as he slapped Mary’s ass with the tip. Mary glanced behind herself, said “Oh hi Markus” and stepped wider.

Carlie felt Mary press further against her back, and looked back to see Markus slowly slide his hips forward into Mary.

“Ohhh this-is mmmmmy friend Markus.” Mary said as the long cock slid inside her ass. Her breath caught in her throat, “hck yyyyou don’t mmmmmmind do youoooohhh?”

“Umm…no” Carlie said shyly, feeling herself grow wet when she felt Mary’s hips bounce against her with every thrust from Markus. Carlie was caught off guard when she felt Mary’s fingers come down and start playing with her clit, while her other hand continued to point. Her knees trembled as she felt Mary’s hand pull on her folds, dipping her middle finger inside a few times.

Carlie felt so embarrassed when a couple walked by with their son, the dad nodding appreciatively, and the wife smiling encouragingly. She felt Mary’s labored breathing on her neck as she finished explains where to go between moans.

“And mmmoooh then ooohhhone more left, ahhh! and it’s the big big big! blue one hun.” Mary said. She licked Carlie’s neck as she brought her fingers to her lips. “Mmmm goooood. Soooohhhhooh you reckn’ you’ll be gettin on yer way? Or will you stay?”

“I I think I should get going, they’re waiting for me.” Carlie said reluctantly. With trembling knees Carlie walked away. “But we can do this agin sometime?” Mary smiled and nodded, before she bent over moaning in pleasure.

Carlie continued on her way, more confident in herself with every step. She walked past two more couples fucking on her way to the Ross house. The second coupe were so erotic, she had to pause and watch, rubbing circles in her clit. Eventually she continued on her way, making it to the big blue house. A blonde man, with a full beard sat on a porch swing, stroking his semi while watching his neighbor mow her lawn.

“Hi…Mr Ross?” Carlie asked from the lawn. She felt herself get wet again at the sight of his long cock, not even fully hard yet.

“Yes? How can I help you?” He replied, stopping his movements.

“I’m Carlie Shay. I’m supposed to be staying with you?” She said meekly. His eyes lit up in understanding, and he stood, his long uncut cock swinging as he stepped to the edge of the porch.

“Well lovely to meet ya! Come on in!” He said cheerfully, watching as Carlie stepped forward and up the short staircase to the porch, her thick thighs shaking as she lifted her self up. He stared appreciatively at her behind, slapping it like a football coach when she passed him. His hand stayed there as they walked inside the house, and into the living room.

His wife was sitting on the couch with their 18 year old son, his legs spread and resting on the coffee table, limp cock hanging down onto the seat cushion. Not noticing the newcomer yet, he reached down and scratched his balls. His mom was much less provocative, sitting with her legs underneath her, reading a book. Her caramel skin showed her Spanish heritage in the natural light from the big window. Carlie licked her lips at the sight, devouring her large F-cups and brown nipples with her eyes. She couldn’t get a good look at her ass, but from what she could see, it was big and bubbly, bigger than Mary’s was earlier.

“Emily, Carl, our visitor has arrived.” Mr Ross said, his hand still cupping Carlie’s ass. She was worried Emily would be angry, yet all she saw in her face was a smile.

“Welcome Carlie to our home” Mrs Ross said. She hit her sons shoulder getting him to look up as well.

“Yeah welcome or whatever.” He shrugged, looking her up and down. He paused on her boobs, staring there the longest.

“Hi” carlie replied with a small wave.

“This isn’t everyone, Stacy, our older daughter is upstairs, while Margot, our youngest is across the street at a playdate.” Mr Ross explained. “This is my wife, Emiliana, or Emily, and our son Carlton, or Carl. My name is Brett.”

“It’s lovely to meet you all. I’m Carlie” she said playing with her hair. She saw Carls cock twitch, and shift slightly while he watched her.

“So when do we get properly introduced?” Carl asked smirking, before his mom hit his arm again.

“Carl! You know the mayor said to let her adjust.” She whisper yelled at him. “Sorry dear, my son is just a horny teen.”

“Oh it’s ok.” Carlie said with her blush. If she was paid a dollar for every blush she’d be rich, she thought to herself.

“I’m going to pop over and grab Margot, I’ll be back in a bit.” Brett said, stepping out of the room. “Stacy! Our guest is here! Come down and meet her.”