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I Can't Believe He Did Us Both! (Kari's Lessons)

  I Can’t Believe He Did Us Both!

  Kari’s Lessons #4

  A Kari’s Lessons Erotic Short by Cassandra Zara & Lucinda Lane

  Kindle Edition

  Copyright 2013 Cassandra Zara & Lucinda Lane

  Please note: All titles in the Kari’s Lessons series feature explicit sexual acts between fictional characters who are consenting adults aged eighteen years of age or older. These titles are intended for a mature adult audience.

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  “What do you mean, you already lost it?" Jenny practically shouted.

  "Shhh!" I said. I didn't want Max to hear us talking in my room. I brought my voice to a low whisper. "I mean exactly what I said. I'm not a virgin anymore."

  "Oh my god. I mean I was so mad when you didn't show up the other night, but this changes everything. Congratulations on becoming a woman!" she said, holding up her hand for a high five.

  I didn't really feel like giving her a high five. I mean I wasn't really given too much of a choice in the matter. The man who had taken my virginity had done it as punishment for me trying to sneak out of the house to meet Jenny, even though I had enjoyed every moment of his body against mine.

  I couldn't just leave her hanging, though. I gave her a high five and she smiled.

  "So who was he?" she asked. "Give me the scoop. Was it Josh?"

  I laughed. Josh was cute, but he was a boy, not a man. No, not like the man I had slept with just a few days before. I shook my head.

  "Chris, then?" she asked.

  "It wasn't any of the boys at school," I said.

  "Well come on then!" she exclaimed, her voice rising. "Who was it?"

  I blushed. There was no way I could tell her that Max, my stepfather, had forcefully fucked me the other night when I tried to sneak out. There was no way that I could tell her that he had come inside me and that I wasn't on birth control. And there was certainly no way to tell her that it was the best experience of my life.

  After I hadn't spoke for a few moments, she slapped my bare leg right below where my shorts ended. "Tell me!"

  Suddenly, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Max came in without even asking. "Are you girls all right in here?" he asked, looking squarely at me.

  "Yes," I said softly.

  "I don't want to hear you girls screaming all night, do you hear me?"

  "Okay, Daddy," I said softly.

  Max smiled. He loved it when I called him Daddy. He took one last look at Jenny, with her short pajama shorts and tank top on, and closed the door behind him.

  Jenny was still looking at the door. She smiled. "Your dad is kind of a jerk, but he is sexy," she said.

  I just looked down at the bed.

  She turned back to me and looked at me strangely. "And what's with calling him Daddy? You're eighteen, and isn't he just your stepdad anyway?"

  I blushed again. "Yes..." I trailed off.

  She looked back at the door, then looked at me, then back at the door. When she looked back at me one more time, she had a smile on her face. "No way."

  "What?" I asked.

  "Your stepdad took your virginity, and now he's got you wrapped around his little finger."

  "No!" I said, but I didn't lie very convincingly.

  "Yes he did. Oh my god, you are such a little slut!" Jenny said, slapping my thigh again.

  "Shhh!" I said again, holding my finger to my lips. "Do you want him to come in here again?"

  "Yeah, I do," she said, looking at the door. "I think he's hot."

  I rolled my eyes. "And so what if he is?"

  She smiled back at me. "So if you had sex with him, why can't I?"

  I think my jaw fell a little bit. I might have felt a little jealousy, even though he really was my mother's husband. I was the one who had to live with him everyday, and I was the one who had had to work so hard to get him to finally take me.

  She looked back at the door. “I've always wanted to have sex with a real man. I think that's exactly what I want- to have sex with your daddy,” she said. She looked back at me, biting her lip. “What was he like? Was he experienced?”

  I blushed. I didn't know how to respond, so I just looked down.

  “Was he a good kisser?” she asked. I looked up and nodded very slightly. “I knew it,” she said.

  She scooted closer to me on the bed. “Kiss me really quick, I want to make sure I'm up to his level,” she said.

  I bit my lip. This was all happening so quickly, and I didn't know what to think. I enjoyed kissing Jenny, her soft lips touching mine and her wet tongue questing in my mouth, but it was nowhere near as hot as Max's kisses. However, as her eyes looked at my body, I felt a few feelings of lust for my best friend. She leaned in, her lips meeting mine. I parted my lips and felt as her tongue touched mine softly. I wrapped my hands around her waist, moving them up and down, occasionally brushing against her larger breasts and enjoying the feeling.

  When we broke from the kiss, we both looked a little disheveled. However, Jenny came right back in for another kiss, and I eagerly drank it in. We made out for about a minute, and as she started playing with the bottom of my shirt, I felt like she was about to take it to the next level. I was so turned on that I was ready for it. I was ready for anything.

  Suddenly, Jenny broke from the kiss. Her face was red and I could tell that she was turned on. She leaned in for another kiss, but I didn't return it. I couldn't help but think of Max and his more forceful kisses. Jenny mouth went to my neck, sucking gently, and it felt so good that I began rubbing my hands up and down her body again. I could just let go, I thought. I could have my first lesbian experience.

  Jenny finally broke from the kiss again. “I'm going to go meet your Daddy,” she said, a wicked smile on her face. I grabbed for her hand, as if to say, Don't go, we can just hang out here all night, together. She didn't listen to my thoughts, and she stood up and walked to the door. I watched her ass in those cute pajama shorts as she walked to my door, then down the hall towards my Daddy's room.

  I watched as she made it to his room and slowly pushed open the door. She bit her lip and smiled as I knew she locked eyes with Max. I knew how sexy she looked, her tits straining against the fabric of her tank top, her long legs barely covered by the short shorts she had on. Jenny waited at the doorway to Max's room for another moment, then I watched as she sauntered in.

  “Hello, Daddy,” I heard her say a few moments later. I wondered if the next sounds I would hear would be Jenny's cries of orgasm.

  I shouldn't have wondered. In another moment, Max stormed out of his room with Jenny in tow behind her, a handful of her hair in his hand. “Ow, ow, ow, stop, you're hurting me,” Jenny was saying as Max dragged her down the hall by her hair. I laughed a little. Served her right.

  Max brought her into my room and pushed her onto my bed. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a white t-shirt. He looked at me, accusingly. “What have you been telling your friend, Kari?”

  “Nothing!” I said, sounding like a petulant teenager even to my own ears.

  Max scoffed. “I don't believe you. You know, you shouldn't be telling your friends stories, especially stories that make them crawl into bed with you half naked.”

  I looked at Jenny and she shrugged. She looked at Max. “Kari didn't tell me any stories,” she said. “I just think you're really sexy,” she said.

  My mouth flew open. Was she still trying to fuck Max, even after the treatment she had received just a moment ago? Or was it especially because of that treatment?

  Maybe Max picked up on that too, because he came over to the bed and grabbed Jenny's hai
r. He pulled her to her feet by her hair. She gasped and whined a little but didn't protest anymore, she just made eye contact with him. “Is this the way you like getting treated?”

  She looked at him defiantly. “Yes, Daddy,” she said.

  He laughed again. “Your own dad didn't discipline you enough when you were a child, did he? Otherwise, you wouldn't get on video making out with my daughter, or encourage her to sneak out at night to get fucked by college guys, would you?”

  She bit her lip. “No, Daddy.”

  Max's eyes flicked to me, then back to her. “But you want discipline. You crave it, don't you?”

  She smiled. “Yes, Daddy. Discipline me.”

  Max smiled, looking her body up and down. His eyes seem to fixate on her tits. I frowned a little bit, knowing that Jenny's tits were much bigger than mine. His face seemed to harden, and he dragged her by the hair over to my bed. I stood up quickly, getting out of the way as Max bent her over his knee. I saw that her breasts were pushed right against his leg, and I wondered how hard he was getting right now.

  Without hesitation, his hand came down on her ass, still clad in pajama shorts.


  Jenny gasped. I remembered my own experience being spanked by Max, and I immediately started to get wet while thinking about it.

  “Why are you such a bad influence on Kari?” he asked.

  “I'm just a bad girl,” she said.

  WHUMP. Jenny gasped again.

  “That's not the answer I was looking for.” Max said. “If you answer like that again, I'm going to spank your bare ass. Why do you feel the need to get my daughter in trouble?”

  “Because we like to get in trouble,” she said.

  “You must think I'm playing around,” Max said. He grabbed her shorts by the waist band and pulled them, exposing her ass immediately. Jenny gasped and tried to pull them up, as if she was sure that he wasn't going to actually do it until he did it. Max grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back with one hand, then with his other hand...


  Jenny screamed, and I felt for her. Then again, this is what she had seemed to want. Max's eyes came to meet me. He focused on my frame, smaller than Jenny's but still quite pleasing. “Don't think that you're getting out of this, either. Someone put her up to this.” Before I could protest, he reached for my hand and pulled me across his lap next to Jenny.

  “Max, stop! I didn't have anything to do with this!” I whined.

  Max didn't seem to hear me. In a moment, my own pajama shorts were done around my ankles. I could feel the bare skin of Jenny's ass pressed up against mine. Her soft skin felt nice against mine, contrasted with the hard feeling of Max's legs underneath me.

  “Max, please-”


  I screamed as my ass seemed to catch on fire. My own hand went up to block him from spanking me, but it was no use.


  I cried out again, tears springing from my eyes. I looked over at Jenny, and a mischievous grin was on her face.

  Max spoke up again. “Do you want to be a troublesome little girl like Jenny, Kari?”

  “No, Max, I'm-”


  I howled again in pain. “No, who?” he bellowed behind me.

  “No, Daddy,” I replied, but I could feel myself getting turned on all over again. I looked over at Jenny. She was obviously getting turned on by my pain and pleasure. Suddenly, she leaned in and kissed me, and I could feel her ass writhing against Max's legs. She wanted more, and Max was all too willing to oblige her.


  I braced myself for the pain but instead I heard Jenny scream into my mouth. It just seemed to intensify her kissing me, though. I opened my eyes and saw her hands gripping into the bed, bracing herself against the pain that she knew was coming.


  Jenny cried out but then went right back to kissing me.

  Max looked down at us kissing and I could feel him getting any harder. “Jenny, I don't want you getting my daughter in trouble, do you understand me?” he asked.

  She broke from the kiss. “Yes, Daddy,” she said.

  I could feel him getting even harder. He was obviously even more turned on by the way she called him Daddy. I could feel him begin to grind against her, his cock getting absolutely huge underneath us. “Good. Now are you two girls going to go to sleep?”

  “What!?” Jenny asked, seeming to be incredulous. “No, Daddy.”

  “What do you mean, no?” Max asked, his hand at the ready.

  Jenny wrested one of her hands free and moved it underneath her. I could feel her beginning to jerk him off a little through his boxer shorts. “I'm not going to bed until I get fucked,” she said. “Until we both get fucked,” she said, looking at me with a smile.


  Jenny cried out in pain again, squeezing Max's dick as she did so. However, when she recovered, she continued to stroke my father's dick, seeming not to care that she'd get punished again for it.


  This time she wiggled her other hand free and blocked her ass with it while continuing to jerk him off.

  “Fine!” Max roared. He stood up, and the two of us fell to the floor in front of him. He pulled down his boxers, showing off his cock that was already rock hard before sitting back on the bed. “I think both of you girls need a lesson. If you want to get fucked so badly, you can start by sucking on this.”

  My eyes almost popped out of my head as Jenny immediately got to her knees and wrapped her lips around my Daddy's cock. Daddy's eyes rolled back into his head a little bit and he moaned more than he had the other night, when I had sucked his dick. Within a moment, his eyes seemed to regain focus, and they were focused on me, still on the floor.

  “Come over here,” he commanded. “You have a lot to learn from your friend here.”

  I laughed. Just a minute ago, he had told Jenny that she shouldn't be such a bad influence on me, but now I was expected to learn how to suck dick from her. However, when Daddy told me to do something, I knew better than to disobey.

  I crawled over to my Daddy just as Jenny had worked his boxers the rest of the way off of his legs, his dick still in her mouth. I kept eye contact with him the whole time, then I watched as Jenny began to bob her head, working the base of his shaft with her hand, and making eye contact with him. Suddenly, she took his cock from her mouth and held it in front of me. It was dripping with her spit, much more than when I had sucked on him.

  “Just do what I did,” she said. I looked at the cock, then up at my Daddy. He was smiling down at me, almost seeming to encourage me. I smiled back and took it in my mouth, trying to imitate what Jenny had done. My head bobbed and I tried to stroke the shaft. With all the focus I was putting toward his cock, I forgot to look him in the eye, but by the sounds he was making, I was sure that I was doing something right.

  Suddenly, I felt fingers pulling my shirt up over my head. I knew it was Jenny, and without looking back, I lifted my arms in the air, letting the thin tank top be removed with no resistance. I felt my nipples get exposed to the air as I moved back to suck on my Daddy's cock, and I felt Jenny's hands wrap around me. As Jenny's hands touched my nipples, my efforts to get my Daddy off doubled, along with my horniness. Within moments, I felt the light touch of her lips on my ear.

  As Daddy looked down at the two of us, I could see how turned he was by the sight of his daughter sucking him off while getting groped by her friend. His hand came down and grabbed Jenny by the hair, bringing her to join me in sucking him off. She joined in eagerly, her tongue working the side of his shaft while my tongue worked the head. I moved my tongue to the other side of his shaft, and we both worked up and down, looking up at him.

  Suddenly, our tongues touched, and Jenny broke off from my Daddy's cock and began to kiss me. It was much different from the kiss that we had shared on tape a few weeks ago before jumping in the pool. Now, there was lust in our kiss, and our audience had shrunk to just one p
erson. I felt my fingers reach for the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. Her larger, perky breasts tumbled out of her shirt. As I leaned in to kiss her again, our breasts touched, and I felt a tingle run through my body, as if we were generating electricity between us. I knew that was my sexual energy, and I enjoyed every moment of it.

  Daddy stood up and put his cock right in the middle of our kiss, and we both went back to passionately giving him head. I went back to sucking on the head of his cock while Jenny sucked on his balls. We both looked up at him, and he looked down, hands on the back of our heads, stroking us lovingly.

  Suddenly, he pulled Jenny to her feet. His hands went to her tits, and they kissed deeply. I looked up at them while I continued to suck on Daddy's cock. I saw his fingers go to the back of her shorts, pulling them down a little bit and grabbing her ass. He worked his fingers around to the front, and his eyes went a little wide with surprise.

  "I see you've already shaved yourself," he said as he broke from the kiss.

  Jenny smiled. "I know how to make Daddy happy," she said.

  He smiled again, then moved down to kiss her tits. I stopped sucking his cock and stood up next to Jenny. I began to kiss one boob while my Daddy kissed the other. It was kind of weird to be touching another girl like this, but I was so swept up in the moment that it seemed completely natural. Jenny didn't seem to mind either. She was moaning with every lick that we made.

  Suddenly, Daddy looked over and saw me kissing Jenny's breast. He reached over and grabbed me, lifting me up by my ass. I was thrown on the bed immediately, and his hands were pulling my pajama shorts down. Within another moment, he saw that I had been keeping myself shaved like usual. He smiled up at me, then lowered his face to my pussy.

  His stubble tickled me, but as soon as his tongue made contact with my labia, I didn't even notice it. He went for my clit immediately, tonguing it with no reservations. I writhed on the bed and my fingers pinched at my nipples as I could feel his spit lubing me up. I looked up and saw Jenny running her hands up and down his back, then working his shirt off. I smiled. Soon, we'd be getting fucked.

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