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| Robert sat across from his parents, his limp cock exposed to them, held weakly in Melissa's soft hand. He could still see his cum dribbling over her skin, and could hear his parent's breathing heavily, his own father sitting across from him, shifting in his seat, trying to hide an obvious erection. "Look's like Melissa knew how to get you off" Richard, Robert's father, said grinning, rubbing his right hand over Janet's left thigh. Robert looked up, noticing Melissa in the corner of his eye, lick the cum off her hand before continuing to eat what was left of her cereal. Robert stared at his father, annoyed that he could criticise Robert just for being wanked off by her. "That's rich seeing how you nearly raped her" Robert said. He noticed all three people in the room stare at him, wishing he hadn't accused his father of rape. But if Melissa had been true, his father had taken her against her will, and was now criticising him. "Robert, that's not what I said" Melissa said softly. "You said he tied you up and raped you" Robert said facing her, looking at her beautiful features caught in the morning sun light shining through the open window. "I did not!" Richard protested, pulling his hand away from his wife's thigh. "Robert, I said he tied me up and fucked me. It all happened 13 years ago..." Melissa said, explaining what had happened that day. Richard walked up the stairs to his house, hearing music playing in the guest bedroom. He knew one of the exchange students must be in still, getting ready to go out into the city. Although he had at first protested the idea of letting unknown people into their house, against the wishes of his wife, he had accepted the proposal the first time he saw one of them in the nude. His wife was beautiful, but since she had given birth to Robert, she had not retained her figure, instead developing fat around her hips and stomach. They didn't have a great sex life, only fucking when either Richard was drunk and tying her down, or Janet was in the 'Mood', very rarely. But his feelings had changed when two students from Austria had arrived, touring the world. The first was fairly large, over weight slightly. But the second was a beautiful red haired girl. Richard, being a male, had of course been attracted to her from the start, but it was a casual crush. One which most men had when seeing a good looking women. He would never had dreamt of taking things further. That was until she came home that night. She was drunk, hammered even, against the rules of the exchange program. She had been upset and desperate for Richard not to tell the arrangement office that she had dropped to her knees and sucked his cock off, the first orgasm he had had in months. She had gladly agreed to... keep him occupied so he wouldn't tell, which had led to numerous hand jobs and blowjob's. Since then he had been with most of the people who came and stayed with him, many foreign girls but also a few of the male visitor's. And now coming from the spare bedroom, he could hear that Italian pop music playing, the same song which Melissa had played since she first arrived. It was annoying but whenever she played it, more times than not she would dance to it, in her underwear. As he got to the top of the landing, he again saw her naked legs, but now she wore one of their orange towels wrapped around her body. He crept forward and stopped at the edge of the door, staring in. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel, and she stood shaking her body, singing into a hairbrush. Melissa turned and stopped dancing, seeing Richard standing at the doorway, a bulge in his blue jeans. She dropped the hairbrush and wrapped her left arm around her chest, gripping the edge of the orange towel with the other. "I'm...er, I'm sorry" she said, trying to find the words. Richard grinned and pushed the door open, stepping in and locking it shut. Melissa moved around the bed. Richard climbed over the bed, grabbing her arm as she moved to run away. She protested slightly but stopped, realising the position she was in. Richard pulled her around, pushed her hand away and pulled the towel open, allowing it to fall from her shoulders onto the ground, exposing her young, nubile body. "It's hard to believe your 20" Richard muttered, staring as water droplet's rolled down her chest, collecting around her nipples before falling down onto Richard's trainers. "Please..., do..., er, don't" Melissa said weakly. Richard pulled her around and pushed her onto the white covered bed, bouncing once before settling. The water residue soaked the sheet, an ass print appearing where she had moved. Richard pulled his jeans down, exposing his hairy legs and erect cock. He knelt in front of Melissa's legs and pulled them up and open, until her hairy pussy was exposed to him. He almost shot his load then, pre-cum dribbling down into her ass crack. "You're a horny little girl" Richard said moving up Melissa's body until he stopped, the tip of his cock at the entrance to her vagina. She gripped his body and tried to push him off. Richard slapped her tit, a small scream shooting from her mouth. He reached over and grabbed her bra hanging on the chair. He pushed her wrists through the bra straps and tied her up, fastening her hands to the bed. Melissa twisted, writhing beneath his body. The movement caused the tip of his cock to enter her cunt, stopping her movement slightly. Richard gripped her shoulders, holding her in place, and drove his cock up into her body, entering this Italian virgin women. She screamed, in delight or pain, he didn't know, as he pulled his cock clear and pushed it in once more. Richard felt his cock slide in more easily this time, her own cum moistening her up. "Scream bitch" he cursed, grabbing her tits, twisting her nipple's in his fingers. She did scream, howled even, moving her hips onto his cock. Richard grinned, continuing to fuck her, feeling her pubes rubbing against the shaft of his cock. He lowered his hand and pushed the pubes away, gripping them in his hand, forcing Melissa to moan in pleasure. Richard could feel his orgasm building, a slight pressure in his cock where his cum was about to shoot out. Melissa pulled him into a passionate embrace, kissing him, her tongue moving over his. When she pulled her mouth away, her saliva trailed away, his own saliva mixed with hers. "Pa Pa" she moaned, digging her fingers into his naked back. Richard looked down at her, wondering what secret's she held in her head. He felt the pressure about to explode and drove his cock up to its full length, shooting into her vagina. Melissa sighed, her own orgasm clearly not arriving. Richard pulled out of her vagina, kissing her quickly, sliding his hands down over her wet tits. He slid down her body, stopping at her crotch where her red strained pussy lips were throbbing. His cum was dribbling out, soaking into the sheet's below with her own sweat and shower water. He pushed his tongue out, and ran it slowly over her vagina, tasting his cum mixed with hers. Richard pushed it in, feeling the moist walls of her passage, moving it up and down until he found her clit. "Richard, please...er, please don't" Melissa moaned. Richard sucked down, gripping it in his teeth and pulling it away before allowing it to snap back. "Suck it" she said, wrapping her leg's around his head and pulling his head onto her cunt. He wrapped his lips around her cunt and pushed his tongue in, pulling it in and out until her hips began to shake. Melissa came in Richard's mouth, her cum leaking out. He sucked it out and pulled his head away, spitting a mouthful of her pubic hair away onto her bare, sweating thighs. "Richard!, Melissa!" a shrill voice stated. Richard looked away from Melissa's crotch and saw Janet staring at the door, her hand's clasped over her mouth. He moved to stand up. "No, don't. Now I see why you suddenly changed your mind" she said angrily. She turned and ran down the stair's, Richard could hear her crying. He pushed himself up but Melissa held him in place, instead standing and following Janet down the stairs. Despite what could obviously ruin the family, he stared at her tight ass and followed her until she moved out of sight. Melissa walked into the living room, seeing Janet crying on the sofa. Janet looked up, her eye's seeing this naked Italian women, who had just been fucked by her husband. Despite being angry at her cheating husband, she could see even in her anger, why he had cheated on her with this women. A small trail of cum was dribbling down her thigh, obviously Richard's. Melissa sat down, the sofa sticking to her wet ass cheeks. Janet began to shuffle away but Melissa gripped her thigh. Janet stopped but looked angrily at her. "You fucked my husband" Janet said. "I'm er..., I'm so... sorry. He's such...a..., er, beautiful man" Melissa remarked, turning and facing Janet. Janet turned and faced Melissa, her eye's moving down over Melissa's body, staring briefly at her tit's before looking back at her face. "He is a good looking man. But it's different here, we don't go around and fuck each other's partners. It's just not right" Janet said, smelling sex drifting off her body, even though she was upset, being this close to a sexually charged women was making her wet. "One women to another, I, er, I've seen...,er, the way you looked at some of the men here. Be, er, honest" Melissa said. "I did fuck one of them once. He got me drunk on wine when Richard was at a meeting. We ended up fucking until morning, my pussy ached the next day" Janet said smiling slightly, her red blotched eyes revealing clear lust as she recalled that night of passion. "You see, Richard, he has, er, needs to" Melissa said. She lent forward and moved her hand through Janet's hair, Richard's cum mixing in. "Melissa, I'm not a lesbian" Janet said, trying to stand. Melissa held her down, climbing onto Janet, kissing her roughly. Janet struggled, held down under the hold of this wet Italian, naked women, until she felt Melissa's hand pushed their way up her skirt, pulling the black tights and white cotton panties away. Melissa touched Janet's vagina, one of her finger's moving back and forward over her pussy lips until Janet relaxed, gripping Melissa's ass cheeks, her fingers gripping tightly. To Be Continued in: Italian Family Friend: Melissa and Janet get closer |