A SECRET NOT SO REVEALED 2 (FUTA/F)

Story by misfit446

This is chap 2 of 3 of this story. It was already written but needed editing. Sorry for the older alliteration but that shows how old it is. But readers should read the first chap to refresh what is going on. Again, enjoy.

A SECRET NOT SO REVEALED 2

Beryl entered the house and found her brother in the living room on the phone. She got a glass of water in the kitchen and gulped it down, listening.

“I got a question for ya,” Merle hissed into the phone. “Would you allow me to videotape you naked and maybe having sex?” A pause.

“Huh?” he blinked at the answer. Another pause.

“My sister? What? No, wait, I think she just came in. Hold on. HEY BERYL!”

“What!” she answered, walking over to him, sitting on the couch.

“Kay wants to talk with you.” He handed the phone over.

Beryl had to stifle a giggle as she heard her secret lover purr over the phone. “Huh? A girl? What girl? Huh? Um, let me ask, hold on.”

“What what?” Merle asked excitedly.

“She will agree to you videotaping her naked but with another girl.”

“A girl? Like sex with a girl? Wait, WHAT girl?” he asked, suspiciously.

“She wants me to be with her.”

“Hmm, my sister. She could have chosen Amber or Mylie or even Wileen. Why you?”

Beryl spoke into the phone. “He wants to know why me?” She listened and closed her eyes, hearing her lover speak about her body, her cock and her full balls. ‘God, how I love to hear her talk like that,’ she thought, but cleared her throat and held a hand over the mouthpiece.

“She says because you won’t do anything weird with me there. Either agree or no way.”

Merle was practically vibrating with pent up lust. “Hey wait. You got a dick. You gonna fuck her?”

“So? Who else but a loving sister to open her up for you. You trust me, right?”

“Err, well, I guess. But I mean, well, . . . . . . hmmm, . . . . . shit. Okay, if I get to video it all.”

Beryl spoke again into the phone. “He says yeah, we can do it. But he wants to video it all.” She listened as Kayla was frigging off, whispering her desire for Beryl’s huge cock inside her.

“So, when do you wanna do it?” Merle asked, standing.

“Hey Kayla, KAYLA! When do you wanna do it?” she asked into the phone.

“Uh huh. Next Saturday. Okay with you?” Beryl asked her brother.

“Hell yeah. Shit, gotta brush up on Dad’s camera.” Merle rushed out of the room, turned and came racing back to the phone in his sister’s hand.

“THANKS KAY! I LOVE YOU!” he shouted and rushed out.

“Yeah, he’s gone. You are so nasty. But you realize I can’t come over till then.”

Beryl listened to the whining and the sexually charged pleading to fuck her before then. “No way. I wanna make this epic. Okay?”

Finally she hung up as Kayla was shouting “FUCK ME NOW!”

Shaking her head she giggled, docking the handset to the charger. “The plan is working,” she said softly, walking upstairs.

With more personal phone calls from Kay during the week, Beryl was building a huge load. Her balls were already twice their normal size, now tapping her shins. And with the phone fucking that Kayla was forcing on her younger lover, it seemed almost unbearable. At one point Beryl thought of riding over and fucking but finally reined in her seemingly uncontrollable hormones and hung up. She laid down on her bed, frustrated but knew fucking her best fuck was nearing quickly. It was Friday night.

‘Just a few more hours,’ she thought and sighed, spreading her thighs wider to accommodate her immense balls. She tapped them softly and giggled, soon falling asleep to dream of huge cums. Saturday morning dawned with lawn mowers blaring and edgers growling about the neighborhood. She knew her parents were going to a wedding of a friend so the afternoon would be free of any adult entanglements.

Thinking about fucking Kay in front of her brother and his geek friends, plus being videoed as she did so excited the youngster immensely. Resting there she thought of her first fuck. She was twelve and had been noticed by a cute college student she learned was named Maryanne. The family was at Wonderland Rides, a popular amusement park about an hour from her home. It was the typical family outing. Merle was the one wanting to ride everything, while timid Beryl enjoyed the smaller, less violent rides, the sights, the music and the junk foods.

The parents seemed fine with the situation so when Beryl didn’t want to ride a particularly violent ride, her mother decided to stay with her and wait. And those waits could be hours, especially on the more popular rides. Sensing her mother becoming frustrated, Beryl sighed.

“You know, you can ride too. I’m twelve Mom. Come on. I’ll get something to drink and wait right here.”

“Er, no honey. That’s okay,” her Mom sighed, watching her husband and son enter a line for a very cool ride.

“It’s okay. Give me some money and I’ll sit here. Really, I don’t mi

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