Cindy and Her Stepsister, A Tangled Situation in My Past

Cindy’s call to me at the office was a welcome distraction from the chaos in my mind. I had been consumed by thoughts of her and Stacy, and the possibility of them getting pregnant after our wild night at Stacy’s house. Almost three weeks had passed since the incident, and I had been working non-stop to try and clear my head.

“Hi Jeff, I’m sorry I haven’t called,” Cindy said, her voice music to my ears. “There’s always someone home here, no privacy at all. They’re finally all gone tonight.”

“God, Cindy, it’s so nice to hear your voice,” I replied, trying to contain my excitement. “I’ve been going a little mad the past couple of weeks.” I had been thinking about her non-stop, and the thought of seeing her again was almost too much to bear.

“Oh, about Stacy?” Cindy asked, a hint of amusement in her voice. “She told me she started her period yesterday. I think I was more relieved than she was. She really believed that vinegar and water thing fixed everything.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the memory of Stacy’s antics.

“It may have… that was quick thinking on your part. You have no idea what a relief it is that Stacy isn’t pregnant,” I replied, trying to keep my cool. I had been worried sick about the possibility of them being pregnant, and it was a huge weight off my shoulders.

“Is that the only thing that has been on your mind?” Cindy asked, her tone a little softer now. I could tell she was curious, and I knew I had to be careful about what I said.

“No… you have been on my mind,” I admitted, trying to sound casual. “In fact, I haven’t been able to think about anything else.” I was being completely honest, and I knew I had to be careful not to push Cindy too far.

“You haven’t been thinking about Stacy?” she asked, a hint of mischief in her voice. I knew I had to tread carefully, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Well, of course I have been thinking about Stacy as well… I am a guy, and that was amazing… the whole night was unbelievable… but the image I think about at night is watching you climax while on top of her,” I confessed, trying to keep my voice low. I knew I was taking a risk, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Don’t do that!” Cindy laughed, a little nervously. “We have plans… I mean… I have plans for you.” I knew she was trying to tease me, and I couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

Later that day, Cindy called me again, this time with Stacy yelling in the background. “Hey Jeff! Come on over, we’re having a party!” I could hear Stacy laughing, and I knew I was in trouble.

“Cindy, thank you for calling,” I said, trying to sound casual. “I’ve been thinking about you.” I had been thinking about her non-stop, and the thought of seeing her again was almost too much to bear.

“We have been thinking about you as well…” Cindy replied, her voice a little softer now. I knew she was being friendly, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Have you and Stacy done anything together since that night?” I asked, trying to sound casual. I knew I was pushing my luck, but I couldn’t help myself.

“No, but we have talked about it a lot,” Cindy replied, her voice a little nervous. “I mean… we have talked about things that happened with you, but not about what happened between us.” I knew she was trying to hide something, and I was determined to find out what it was.

“I’m sorry I was so rough with you,” I said, trying to sound sincere. I knew I had been a little too aggressive that night, and I was worried about how Cindy felt.

“Stop apologizing!” Cindy laughed, a little nervously. “I loved every moment of that night… well, except that I couldn’t…” She trailed off, and I knew she was hiding something.

“I gotta go,” she said suddenly, her voice a little panicked. “Someone’s home.” I knew I had to hang up, but I was left with more questions than answers.

I drove to Stacy’s house, my heart racing with anticipation. I knew I was in trouble, but I couldn’t help myself. I had been thinking about Cindy and Stacy non-stop, and the thought of seeing them again was almost too much to bear.

I pulled into their driveway and parked on the side. I realized they weren’t expecting me to be there so early, so I quietly let myself in through the side gate and went around to the back by the pool. I could hear them talking, and I stopped short when I heard both of them shrieking.

“OH MY GOD! They are SO HOT!!” Stacy squealed. I realized they were talking about the new boy band, New Kids On The Block, playing on the radio.

“Ha! I’m sure you would do whatever he wanted!” Cindy replied, laughing. “If you only got the chance to let him!” I knew Cindy was trying to tease Stacy, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“I WOULD! I would deep-throat that dick like I did with Jeff,” Stacy said, her voice a little too loud. “He wouldn’t expect THAT from this innocent little girl!” I knew Stacy was trying to be provocative, but I also knew she was pushing her luck.

“What? Stace! I thought that hurt you!” Cindy exclaimed, her voice a little shocked. I knew Cindy was trying to sound concerned, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“No… it didn’t hurt… not really,” Stacy replied, her voice a little too casual. “I just never did that before and I was scared! It was actually pretty hot… ya know… that was really naughty!” I knew Stacy was trying to sound nonchalant, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Oh my God, Stace… you made me think I really hurt you!” Cindy said, her voice a little too loud. I knew Cindy was trying to sound concerned, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“No… I was just scared,” Stacy replied, her voice a little too calm. “Maybe Jeff would like another one tonight?” I knew Stacy was trying to be provocative, but I also knew she was pushing her luck.

“What the hell, Stace! Jeff’s MY guy!” Cindy exclaimed, her voice a little too loud. “I’m open to sharing, but you’ve been able to do stuff with him I can’t! He popped your cherry!” I knew Cindy was trying to sound upset, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“God! I hate that saying…” Stacy said, her voice a little too casual. I knew Stacy was trying to sound nonchalant, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Well- it’s true, whatever ya wanna call it,” Cindy replied, her voice a little too calm. “He was supposed to make love with me… I’m so mad at my body. Tiny little tits, and a kitty so small I don’t think I’ll ever…” Cindy’s voice trailed off, and I knew she was hiding something.

“I wanted to talk to our doctor about it, but I can’t think of a reason to tell him why I… ya know… why I want to be larger… especially at my age,” Cindy said, her voice a little too loud. I knew Cindy was trying to sound concerned, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Have you tried to… um… kinda… stretch it out? I mean… don’t you use your fingers down there?” Stacy asked, her voice a little too casual. I knew Stacy was trying to sound nonchalant, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Well, yeah… but I only rub the top,” Cindy replied, her voice a little too quiet. I knew Cindy was trying to sound innocent, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“You never go inside? That’s like the best part! I’m pretty sure that’s actually how I ‘popped my cherry’, as you call it,” Stacy said, her voice a little too loud. I knew Stacy was trying to be provocative, but I also knew she was pushing her luck.

“What- really? With your fingers?” Cindy asked, her voice a little too shocked. I knew Cindy was trying to sound concerned, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Well, with actually with my hairbrush,” Stacy replied, her voice a little too casual. I knew Stacy was trying to sound nonchalant, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“A HAIRBRUSH?!?! What the Hell?” Cindy exclaimed, her voice a little too loud. I knew Cindy was trying to sound shocked, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“No… not THAT part… the handle,” Stacy said, her voice a little too quiet. I knew Stacy was trying to sound innocent, but I also knew she was hiding something.

“Oh… I guess that makes more sense,” Cindy replied, her voice a little too calm. I knew Cindy was

Stacy picked up a carrot from the platter and examined it, a sly smile spreading across her face. “Well, it was a bit rough at first, but it felt amazing afterwards,” she said, her voice low and husky. “Especially when you were… touching me, and I was… oh, god!” Stacy laughed, the sound husky and seductive. “I still think about it all the time. My hairbrush is practically worn out from all the… enthusiasm.” She winked at her friend, Cindy, who rolled her eyes good-naturedly.

Cindy playfully shoved Stacy, laughing. “You’re such a perv, Stace!” Stacy grinned, unrepentant.

I watched as Stacy put down the carrot and reached out to Cindy’s knee, her hand grazing the skin of her friend’s leg. “Open your legs, Cindy,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Cindy hesitated for a moment, then slowly parted her legs, a look of mock horror on her face.

“Jeez, Stace! Now? Here? And that thing is all dry… it’ll probably turn my kitty all orange!” Cindy laughed, trying to look shocked, but her eyes gave away her excitement.

Stacy just grinned, pulling down her bikini bottoms to reveal her perfectly toned ass. “No, it won’t turn you orange,” she said, her voice husky. “Watch.” She squatted down, her back to me, and reached between her legs, her hand disappearing into her own crotch. I felt a jolt of surprise, followed by a rush of arousal.

Cindy’s eyes went wide, her mouth hanging open in shock. I couldn’t help but stare, my dick hardening in my pants. Stacy pulled out her hand, a carrot in it, and held it up triumphantly. “See? Nothing turned orange,” she said, a wicked grin spreading across her face.

Stacy motioned for Cindy to part her legs further, and my friend slowly obliged, her eyes fixed on Stacy’s crotch. Stacy reached between her legs again, this time pulling out the carrot and handing it to Cindy. “You try,” she said, her voice husky.

Cindy took the carrot, her eyes fixed on Stacy’s crotch. “I want to see you do that,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “With one of the larger ones.” Stacy grinned, pulling out a particularly large carrot from the platter.

She handed it to Cindy, who took it hesitantly, her eyes fixed on the carrot. “Go ahead,” Stacy said, her voice husky. “Get it in there.” Cindy took a deep breath, then slowly inserted the carrot into Stacy’s crotch. I felt a surge of arousal, my dick hardening even further.

Stacy leaned back, a look of ecstasy on her face. “Yeah, that feels good,” she whispered, her voice husky. “Push it in and out for me.” Cindy’s eyes locked onto Stacy’s crotch, her hand moving back and forth as she worked the carrot in and out of Stacy’s body.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to get closer. I pulled off my shirt, tied it around my waist, and made my way back to the gate, trying to play it cool. “Hello? Anybody home?” I called out, trying to sound nonchalant.

The shriek that followed was music to my ears. I opened the gate and made my way back to the backyard, trying to look as casual as possible. When I came around the corner, Stacy was just pulling up her bikini bottoms, her face flushed with excitement. Cindy looked scared and surprised, but trying to play it cool.

“Hi, Jeff! We were waiting for you,” Cindy said, her voice bright and cheerful. I smiled, trying to play it cool, but my eyes were drawn to the platter of carrots on the table.

“Sorry for the way I’m dressed,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “I didn’t get a chance to change. Can I grab a glass of margarita?” Stacy pointed to the house, and I made my way inside, trying to play it cool.

When I came back outside, the girls were laughing and whispering, their eyes sparkling with mischief. I poured myself a glass of margarita and sat down beside them, trying to look as casual as possible. But my eyes kept straying to the platter of carrots on the table.

Stacy caught me looking and grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Help yourself,” she said, her voice husky. I picked up a carrot, feeling a surge of arousal as I sucked off the glaze. Cindy looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise, and I knew I had to tread carefully.

“What’s that glaze on them?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. Stacy looked at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I found it in my sister’s bedroom,” she said, her voice husky. “I think it might be hash oil.” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

“It tastes really good,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. Cindy looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise, and I knew I had to tread carefully. But I couldn’t help myself. I picked up another carrot, feeling a surge of arousal as I sucked off the glaze.

Stacy and Cindy looked at each other, then back at me, their eyes sparkling with mischief. “Maybe,” Stacy said, her voice husky. I grinned, feeling a surge of excitement. This was going to be a long night.

I stood up, trying to play it cool, and pulled off my shoes. “I’m going to cool off in the pool,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. But my eyes were drawn to the girls, their bodies glistening in the sun.

As I dove into the pool, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. This was going to be a night to remember.

I swam around for a bit, trying to cool off, but my dick was still hard. I climbed out of the pool and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist. As I walked back to the girls, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. This was going to be a night to remember.

Stacy was lying on her chaise, her body glistening in the sun. Cindy was reclining beside her, her eyes closed. I sat down beside them, feeling a sense of excitement. This was going to be a night to remember.

Cindy finally broke the silence, her voice husky. “I’m glad you got off work early. How long can you stay?” I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement. “As long as you want,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. But my eyes were drawn to the girls, their bodies glistening in the sun.

Stacy interrupted, her voice husky. “As long as we want? I think you’re pretty long enough!” Cindy rolled her eyes, laughing. I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement.

As we sat there, enjoying the sun and each other’s company, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. This was going to be a night to remember.

Cindy giggled as I poured more oil onto her tummy, the thin straps of her bikini bottom suspending the fabric across her hipbones, offering a tantalizing glimpse under the fabric. I ran my hands up her tummy and over her rib cage, working my way around her bikini top to clearly see the color and shape of her budding nipples pushing against the fabric.

“I’d love that,” Cindy replied, her voice husky with desire, as Stacy handed me the oil.

As I massaged Cindy’s arms, thighs, and feet, the oil turned into a sensual body massage, and I found myself getting lost in the sensation of her petite body beneath my hands. Stacy’s eyes never left ours, her gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before her.

“I thought I’d lend a hand,” Stacy said with a smile, her hands replacing mine as she began to massage Cindy’s back.

Cindy’s eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft sigh as Stacy’s hands worked their magic, her fingers brushing against Cindy’s crotch. Cindy’s legs parted slightly, and she arched her back, giving Stacy better access.

Stacy’s hands moved higher, her fingers dipping into the crevice between Cindy’s thighs. I watched in rapt attention, my own desire growing with every passing moment.

“You don’t want tan lines!” I said, my voice husky with desire, as I reached out and pulled Stacy’s straps down off her shoulders.

Stacy’s laughter was music to my ears as she pulled off her top, revealing her round little breasts with the huge nipples that seemed to draw me in. I couldn’t help but imagine sucking on them, feeling the hardness of her nipples against my tongue.

“I got this from my mom’s side table,” Stacy said, holding up the bottle of personal lubricant, a mischievous glint in her eye.

As I spread Cindy’s ass wider, Stacy slid her middle finger down over her ass and into her pussy. Cindy’s gasp was music to my ears, and I knew in that moment that she was enjoying herself.

Stacy’s gaze never left mine as she fingered Cindy’s pussy, her eyes locked on mine with a fierce intensity. I felt a jolt of desire as she reached out and grabbed the head of my cock, her hand closing around it like a vice.

She pulled back, her eyes never leaving mine, as she licked the lube off her fingers. I was lost in the moment, my desire for her overwhelming me.

I reached out and pinched her nipples, covering her with her own juices. Her eyes flashed with desire, and I knew in that moment that she was mine for the taking.

Cindy’s eyes sparkled as I pulled her close, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. I sucked her left nipple, feeling the lube slide down her breast as I savored the taste of her skin.

“Pinch and pull on my nipples,” she whispered back, her hands grasping for mine, her fingers interlocking with mine as I continued to tease her breast.

But I was distracted, my gaze drawn to Stacy, who was smiling at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I pushed Cindy’s breast away, my hands reaching for her again, this time to spread her cheeks apart. The sunlight danced across her skin, illuminating the glistening lube that had been poured down the crack of her ass.

Cindy’s face was a picture of relaxation, her eyes closed, her lips curved into a smile. Stacy’s fingers were still inside her, but I could see the anticipation building in her eyes. I couldn’t resist any longer, my tongue probing deep into Cindy’s ass, teasing her delicate ring.

Cindy’s body arched, her eyes flying open as she moaned in pleasure. Stacy’s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly recovered, her hand still inside Cindy, her fingers moving in time with my tongue.

Stacy’s eyes met mine, her gaze locked on mine as I worked my fingers into Cindy’s pussy. “Oh my God,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. “Cin, your ass… it’s so clean and… and beautiful.”

Stacy’s words sent a shiver down my spine, but I was too caught up in the moment to respond. My tongue continued to dance across Cindy’s ass, her body tensing and relaxing in time with my movements.

Finally, I pulled my head back, my tongue still inside Cindy, her ass dilating with each movement. Stacy’s eyes were fixed on the sight, her face a picture of wonder. “That’s so hot,” she breathed, her hand still inside Cindy, her fingers moving in time with my tongue.

Stacy’s words were like a trigger, sending me into a frenzy of movement. My tongue plunged deeper into Cindy’s ass, her body responding with a series of small gasps and moans. I could feel her excitement building, her body tensing with anticipation.

Stacy’s eyes met mine, her gaze locked on mine as she pulled her hand out of Cindy. “God, that feels… Oh, Jeeze… that is so bizarre,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. She stood up, her eyes fixed on Cindy’s ass, her face a picture of wonder.

Stacy’s gaze was like a challenge, a dare to explore the unknown. I couldn’t resist, my body responding to the challenge. I stood up, my eyes locked on Stacy’s, as she knelt down, her ass up in the air. “Jeff, do that to me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

My eyes were drawn to Stacy’s ass, my body responding with a surge of excitement. I could feel the thrill of anticipation building, my hands reaching out to touch her. But it was Cindy’s voice that stopped me, her words sending a shiver down my spine.

“Let’s go inside,” she said, her voice husky with desire. “I’m sure we can find a more comfortable place to play.” I bent down, kissing her on the cheek, my heart pounding with excitement.

We moved inside, the cool air enveloping us like a shroud. Stacy looked a little disappointed, but her eyes sparkled with mischief as she reached out and grabbed my cock. “Let’s find something to play with,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Cindy walked up behind me, her hands wrapping around my waist, her fingers reaching down to touch my cock. “Hey, I’ve got plans for you,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Stacy’s eyes met mine, her gaze locked on mine as she poured a bit of her drink over her breasts. Her nipples hardened, and I felt a surge of excitement building. I bent down, licking off the spilled margarita, my tongue teasing her nipples.

Stacy’s eyes sparkled with mischief, but I could see the anticipation building in her eyes. I took a sip from her drink, my tongue still teasing her nipples. Cindy let out a small shriek, but I could see the excitement building in her eyes.

“Both of you have had your turns at calling the shots,” I said, my voice husky with desire. “I think it’s my turn now.” I carried Cindy over to the couch, my eyes locked on Stacy’s as I set her down, her legs dangling in the air.

Stacy’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she pulled off my underwear, her fingers wrapping around my cock. I could feel the excitement building, my body responding to her touch. “I think there’s going to be a lot more mess on this couch before the night is over,” I said, my voice husky with desire.