Don Scott

Sisters hot for fun

CHAPTER ONE

Marcy was not prepared when her father told her and her brother his big news. It seemed so utterly absurd that Marcy wanted to laugh. But she could see that he was dead serious and it definitely wasn't a laughing matter.

"If he marries her on Sunday," her brother Sam said later, "then you can count on me being out of this house on Monday. There's no way in hell I'm going to stick around with that gold digging bitch as a step-mother!"

"I'm with you there," Marcy said. "We both know the only reason Papa is getting married is because she's giving him great blow-jobs and fucking his brains out. Since he divorced mama he's been looking to get fucked and that's about it."

"You're absolutely right," Sam agreed. "He's not in love with her and I know she's not in love with him. She just wants an older man who'll take care of her."

Marcy's mind was spinning as she sought out some way she could convince her father not to get married. It wasn't that she didn't want him to be happy – she wanted that more than even her own happiness. It was just that she knew that his intended bride would, soon make him completely miserable.

At eighteen, Marcy had grown up tough and confident. She had honey blonde hair, which she usually pulled back into a messy pony tail, with loose, slightly wavy strands falling down to frame her face. Her blue eyes were dazzling and her mouth was made to give pleasure.

Though she was a pretty girl, it wasn't just her face that drew the attention of men. Her body was a delicious 36-24-36, with firm, high tits and a tight cunt that could really milk the cum from a man's balls.

She was something of a tom-boy and nobody had seen Marcy in anything but jeans in years. The jeans she wore now as she stood in her bedroom, talking to Sam about their father's impending wedding, were very tight.

"You and I both know we've got to stop this wedding from taking place," Sam said, hands on his hips.

As he spoke, he eyed his younger sister's magnificently proportioned body. He could see her nipples standing out through the strap sleeved T-shirt she had on. The white T-shirt hugged her body tightly and showed the magnificence of her tits.