Aunt Sandi Ch 26

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Aunt Sandi - PART 26

When I got home from dropping Kayla off, Sandi and Amy were lying in bed talking. When I came through the bedroom door I heard Sandi excitedly saying, "Carlos being her father has advantages and disadvantages, really. On one hand, with a single phone call she could get us in real trouble if she wanted to, but she wants to be in our lives so much I don't think she'll ever say a word."

Amy looked at me and smiled, but continued talking to Sandi. "I think we can trust her. She's in love with Danny at this point and she'll do anything I say as long as she thinks she's getting what she wants."

I shook my head. "Man, you guys sound so devious and conspiratorial."

Sandi laughed and said, "Um, you were here when she told us her father works in the district attorney's office, were you not? We need to be very smart about this. There's a lot to consider."

I was already shrugging off my clothes and said, "I know, but you should've heard what she just told me before I dropped her off. She said she would do absolutely anything you want to be a part of our lives. She was saying crazy things like she'd sleep on the floor in a cage and have my babies and other stuff."

Amy sat up. "Why is having your babies 'crazy' stuff?"

Before I could answer Sandi jumped in. "She thinks we want to put her in a cage? That's a little out there even for me." Everyone laughed.

I looked Amy directly in the eyes. "I don't know what's gotten into you lately, but I told you I don't want to have kids yet. I think it's kinda crazy you're putting all these ideas in her head like I'm gonna start breeding her or whatever as soon as she moves in with us."

Amy's face dropped and she looked hurt, and I immediately felt bad. She said quietly. "I know, it's just something I've been thinking about a lot lately and it turns me on like crazy. I'm sorry."

I kicked off my socks and crawled up onto the bed and squeezed in between them. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, but I don't want you to think I've changed my mind about when I want to start having kids."

Amy wasn't quite ready to give up. She laid back down and said, "Well, Mia's already almost ten months old, and I've heard it's better to not have kids years apart because the closer they are in age the better it is for them developmentally."

Sandi echoed, "That one's true."

I leaned my head back and looked up at the ceiling. "You're both gonna gang up on me now, aren't you." They both giggled.

Amy added, "Don't you want her milk to keep coming?"

I laughed. "I mean, I like her milk a lot, but not so much I want to get her pregnant so I can keep getting it."

Amy could tell I wasn't going to be easily swayed and she let out a long slow exhale. "Fine."

I took that moment to make things worse. "So, I got a text from Jill asking me over. I suggested tomorrow night, so is that cool?"

Amy blew out another slow breath. "Oh, so you get to have your way but I don't get what I want? How is that fair?"

My temper was rising with the exasperated exhales and I was going to snap back with something I was sure to regret, but Sandi grabbed my arm and saved me. She said softly to Amy, "Honey, I know you're not happy, but you know as well as I do that talking about having babies isn't the same as him going to spend one night with Jillian."

She looked directly at me. "Your timing with that was dreadful and insensitive. That could've waited until we were finished with what she wanted to talk about."

I said, "Sorry, I thought we were finished." I looked over at Amy and said directly to her. "I'm sorry."

For a long moment there was only silence. Amy didn't say anything but she did turn on her side and put her arms around me. I pulled her in close and then Sandi did the same thing.

Amy finally spoke. "JJ already texted me about tomorrow night and it's fine. I already know what she wants but right now I need you to hear me about Kayla. She wants more kids, and not years from now. We talked about it for a minute when we were in the bathroom earlier. It's not like it's gonna be some huge disruption in your life since there'll be at least two women there all the time to look after them."

I hadn't really thought about it very carefully since I had assumed it was a new fantasy Amy wanted to explore, but it was sounding very real and important now. She was right though, there were going to be plenty of parental figures around to take care of kids and it wasn't even up to me alone to need to be able to support them financially since Sandi was able to do that easily. There really were few downsides other than my own reluctance.

"You really want this, don't you. It's not just a fantasy?" I asked.

Amy took a deep breath. "It started out as a fantasy, but the more I thought about how our lives are going to be, the more it made sense and now I really do want it, and I want you to want it too."

I asked, "What about you though? Are you wanting to get pregnant now too? I thought you said something like hating being fat and gross."

Amy giggled. "Yeah, but now I know we'll have all this support and I'm supposed to get my implant replaced in December and I thought that would be the perfect time to get it taken out and start trying."

"Wow." I let that word hang there in the silence before my thoughts found their way into words. "But what about school?"

She was ready for this too. "I don't think it'll be a big problem. Both our moms are stay-at-home so they'll be able to take care of the babies while I'm in class. I know it won't be as easy as I'm thinking, but I still think it'll be doable."

Again, all I could muster was, "Wow."

Sandi giggled. "You're a man of very few words."

I laughed. "I feel like this is something you two have been plotting to get me on board with and now you're even using Kayla and every other way to convince me. Have you talked about this with Mom and Lisa already?"

Amy giggled. "Of course we have, silly."

I shook my head. "Of course you have. I said 'devious and conspiratorial' as a joke, but clearly it's true."

They both laughed. Sandi said, "I'm pretty impressed you can see it for what it is. It's not quite a conspiracy but we did already talk about it with Dee and Lisa to get them on board before we came to you. We're women. We plan. Once we reveal what our plans are to you, it's a simple matter to convince you with some really good sex or an amazing blowjob. It's child's play, honestly. Speaking of amazing blowjobs..."

As if on cue, they both descended on me and started licking and sucking my soft cock. I whispered, "Devious, evil women."

Amy made a sound like "Mmm hmm" as she licked against my balls while Sandi tongued my tip. Even though I had already come multiple times that day, somehow they managed to extract one last load out of me.

When they were finished with me, we got under the covers and cuddled. Amy asked, "So will you think about it at least?"

In one last ditch effort I figured I would bring up the money issue. "But how am I gonna support all these kids? I wanted to have a good job first."

Amy giggled, "Um, unless you've forgotten, you have a wealthy aunt right next to you. She's rich, bitch."

We all laughed and Sandi had to echo it. "That's right. I'm rich, bitch."

The laughter doubled and I said, in defeat more than anything, "Fine!"

That night I was so exhausted that I didn't remember having any dreams.

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The next morning I awoke to an empty bed. I rolled over and picked up my phone from the nightstand and checked my messages.

I checked Kayla's first and there were a series of messages, some from the previous night and some from this morning. I sent, 'Hey, sorry I missed your messages last night. Got busy when I got home'.

The last message from her from last night said, 'I'm yours forever. Goodnight.'

The first one from this morning was of her lying in bed in her nightie, which was very see-through, her dark nipples clearly visible and erect beneath the light pink fabric. Just after the picture she had sent, 'I can't wait to wake up with you forever.'

Oh boy.

Just after that she had sent another picture, this time with her covers pulled down and her nightie pulled up to her neck, her perfect naked body on full display, causing my cock to stir and begin getting hard.

I was well and truly done for. I had this quick thought in the back of my mind questioning who was actually the slave here, and I was quickly coming to the conclusion that it was me.

A few seconds went by before I saw her start typing. She said, 'Hey! How'd you sleep? I bet you did get busy lol.'

I sent back that I'd slept fine and was still in bed but about to get up. She said we'd talk later and I went back and checked other messages.

Sammi had sent one at around 2 am. It said only, 'I better get my turn.'

That made me laugh. I replied, 'Sluts need to earn their turns.'

When a response didn't come immediately, I looked back at the others. One was from Bethany apologizing for acting bratty and saying she loved me so much, so I sent her back a, 'I love you too Bethy,' followed by a heart emoji.

Mom had sent, 'Call me to tell me about what happened with Kayla.'

I was just about to call when Sammi's response appeared. 'Oh, you think I'm your slut now? Let's count how many times you've worn

my

panties, slut'. That was followed by a laughing emoji. I laughed out loud.

I sent, 'Yeah and I and nearly paid the ultimate price. No thanks!'

Almost immediately my screen switched to FaceTime and it was her calling. I answered and she went right into it. "Oh sure, like you almost died! I had you tied up in panties so if anyone's the slut here, it's you." She giggled loudly.

I could see she was sitting in the kitchen at the apartment and decided to be playful. I took on a serious, authoritative tone and said, "What makes you think you can call me with clothes on, slut? Strip."

She sighed loudly, rolled her eyes and shook her head, but she put her phone down on the table and leaned it up against something. She stood up and said, "Can you see me?"

"Well enough."

She didn't take her time or make it sexy. She didn't even unhook her bra, instead just pulling it along with her shirt over her head, but in a few seconds she had stripped out of her clothes and was naked. I said, "Good girl."

She giggled. "Oh, you think you can just throw out a 'good girl' at me and I'll drop to my knees for Daddy and start sucking your dick? Is that it?"

I couldn't contain my smile. "Yup, that's pretty much it."

She squeezed her eyes shut and we both burst into laughs.

She said, "God I hate men. Why did I ever put up with you anyway? Women are so much better."

I panned the camera down to my hard cock and said, "Because you like this too much."

She made an exasperated sound and said, "Yeah yeah, well, that's the one little thing you have going for you."

"Little?!"

She giggled. "You caught that, huh? Good boy! Yes, boys and their little peepees think they can have whatever they want." She paused for a second and then added, "Show me again. Closer."

I laughed even harder and reached down and stroked it as she watched it grow to full hardness.

She said, "Ugh, motherfucker, you do have a really pretty little peepee. I better be getting that in my pussy tonight at least once."

I moaned softly and said, "Show me that pussy. Spread it open and let me see where I'll be tonight."

She said softly, "Fuck, I hate how you know how to talk to me."

She put her feet up in her chair and pulled her knees to her chest and aimed the phone so I could see a really nice view of her pussy, which was clearly glistening.

I said, "You're wet, slut. Finger yourself."

I continued slowly stroking my cock so she could see.

Her hand appeared and she easily slipped two fingers inside of herself. She moaned and said, "You want this pussy, don't you."

I said, "That pussy belongs to me. I'll take it when I please."

She moved her fingers to her clit and said, "Oh fuck, yes Daddy."

"Make yourself come, slut. Come for me."

"Yes... yes, Sir," she said, clearly having a little trouble saying it.

"Good girl, come for me."

She said with a lot of breath, "God damn you and your 'good girl' shit. Oh fuck!"

Her fingers worked their magic and in a few minutes she tensed up and came hard. It took her nearly half a minute before she could speak again, and during that time I praised her.

"That was so good, Boo. I can't wait to fuck you tonight. Now lick those fingers clean for me."

She brought the phone back up to her face and her eyes were still glassy and filled with arousal as she took her wet fingers into her mouth one by one. When she was finished cleaning she licked her lips and said, "Thank you. I really needed that."

I smiled and said, "Very good, slut. I'm pleased."

She giggled with her mouth full as she gathered more juices from her pussy and licked her fingers clean again. She said a little sarcastically, "I'm sooo happy I could please you, Mister Man Sir." To top things off, she stuck her tongue out at me. I stuck mine back out at her.

She couldn't stop smiling. "You're funny. And I really like that." She paused and then added, "I really do like you a lot, you know. No bullshit. You're a really good guy, and a great person. Amy is so fucking lucky."

I said softly, "I really like you a lot too. You're really funny too and I love the way you don't hold back and aren't afraid to say whatever you want, and the way you say it is pretty unique."

Her face took on a really cute expression. "Aww, now you're just being sweet. Honestly I'm sure it's all a defense mechanism. Underneath the tough exterior is just a scared little girl seeking approval and attention."

She stared at me expectantly, but I didn't hesitate. "You don't need to be all tough with me; I can see through your act. I know that behind all your bluster, you have a kind heart and a nice warm soft center."

Her expression changed and softened considerably. I matched her expression and waited for her to gather her thoughts.

She took a deep breath. "I know I should be more real with you. Talking like I do is a habit, something I learned got me attention when I was little. I went to school in a pretty rough area and everyone talked like that so I naturally picked it up. Now it's just second nature. My mom hates it too and never gets off my back about it when I'm at home. It's hard to let my guard down, but I can see you're someone I should make the effort for. Honestly, I really love being called a good girl, but I hate that you do it with such ease, and then you hit me with that line about my pussy belonging to you and you'll take it when you please and I just melt. And the thing is, I think you really believe that shit."

"Yeah, because it's true. I could come over there right now and take you as I please, as many times as I please."

She gasped and bit her bottom lip and nodded. "You could, so why don't you? I mean I'm here alone and I wanna be taken so bad, Danny. Please."

I showed her my cock again and now the head was starting to turn slightly purplish. She said, "Oh my god, it's so thick and it looks all angry and shit." She giggled.

"You want this, don't you," I said.

"You know I do, so stop teasing me. I'm being real now. Please come over right now so I can take care of you. I want you inside me so bad I can almost taste it." There wasn't a single hint in her voice to indicate that she was playing around.

I started having thoughts of just leaving to head over to the apartment as I continued lightly and very slowly stroking my cock. A small bead of precum appeared at the tip and Sammi said, "Oh fuck, I want to taste you so bad."

I was finally able to remove my hand and took a long, slow breath. I said, "I wish I could, but I need to pack boxes today to get ready to move and I'll be there tonight, and then you can taste me all you want."

She wasn't even close to being ready to give up. "No, come on. Just come over for a quickie? It won't take long, I promise." She quickly added, "I need

this

box packed." She panned the camera back down to her wet, aroused pussy.

That was it. We both broke into laughter and I searched my thoughts for a comeback, but I had nothing. That was the moment Amy appeared in the doorway.

She said, "What's going on in here? Who're you talking to?"

I collected myself and said, "Just Sammi."

Amy walked over and rolled onto the bed next to me and looked at my screen and sighed. "And

of course

she's completely naked and you're about ten strokes from coming!" She looked at me and glared for a second but then closed her eyes and centered herself and looked at the phone.

"Hey girl, what's going on?"

Sammi had put her arm across her boobs to hide them but Amy said, "Oh come on, put your arm down. I can see you."

Sammi giggled and said a bit boisterously, "Um, hey girl! Me and Danny were just messing around a little. You know how he is. He can talk a girl out of her clothes pretty easy. I was just seeing if I could get him to come over and play with me."

Amy reached over and took my phone and laid back on the bed. "So you're missing dick."

Sammi giggled again. "Now you know dildos aren't even close to the same. I got that itch only a real man can scratch. Not to mention how much I'm missing cum. Pussy is amazing and I love it but come on now, you know I'm a total cumslut. I'm missing that taste."

Amy shook her head and finally smiled too. "Yeah yeah, I know the itch, and I know about missing cum. You can't wait for another twelve hours, you fucking whore?"

"Aw girl, don't do me like that. That's uncalled for. I just need some real dick and a nice hard fucking. Simple as that. And JJ's at work so I'm here all alone. I've never been with him alone and today could be my perfect chance. Please?"

Amy looked back at me and down at my cock. "Sorry I called you a whore. You know I'm just teasing. God... Fine. I'll send him over. But, for just like an hour. We have tons of boxes to pack."

Sammi was almost jubilant. "Thank you! I promise no more than an hour." She giggled and added, "God damn, I do sound like a whore now with this one hour shit. Whatever, I'm a whore and I don't even care. How much am I gettin' paid for this exotic pussy?"

Everyone laughed hard at that and I leaned over and said to Amy, "I'm gonna go shower real quick and I need to call Mom."

When I got out of the shower they were still talking and Amy said, "He's out. I should go and get back to it. Some of us have to work instead of fucking their friend's boyfriends."

Sammi giggled. "Shit, that's just cold. Why you gotta be like that?"

Amy shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe I'm feeling bitchy today. But I still love you."

"I love you too, you know. You know I appreciate this."

Amy said, "I know. You know I have little bouts of jealousy, but they pass. And, just so you know, your tits are looking so good. Are you still using that same shea butter stuff?"

Sammi said, "You know it, Mamaearth butter cream twice a day, every day. It makes my nipples feel like a newborn." She giggled.

Amy laughed too and was watching me as I quickly got dressed. "I wish I could come over too and feel how soft they are, but I know you really want alone time with him. You should tell Jill though. Don't want her finding out later and getting upset."

Sammi's voice was unsure. "I don't know. What if she gets into one of her little tiffs?"