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A TREAT FOR HER VOYEUR

A TREAT FOR HER VOYEUR
This is my first post to XNXX. I have enjoyed reading many of the stories posted by others, especially the true stories. I’ve been thinking for some time about writing about a few of the sexual experiences involving my wife and me. I don’t profess to be a good writer. I realize that some readers might be critical of both my writing ability and the content, and justifiably so. But as I approach age 60, I find myself reminiscing more and more about the past with an increasing urge to tell someone about some of the sexually fun times. I hope that at least a few readers will get some degree of entertainment out of reading my ramblings.
My wife Julie and I have been married nearly 38 years. We got married our junior year of college when we were both 21. Julie and I have had a long successful marriage due in no small part to our sexual compatibility and our willingness to spice things up now and then. Our sexual compatibility stems from the fact that I am a little dominant and a bit of a voyeur and Julie is a little submissive and a bit of an exhibitionist. I think that we have been that way from the very beginning, and how we have made the most of it has evolved over time resulting in some fond memories.
From the beginning Julie liked to tease and draw the attention of men. It never failed to excite both of us, when she succeeded in nonchalantly allowing men to get a glimpse up her skirt, dress, or the legs of her shorts, and down her tops. The challenge was for her to let men get peeks at her treasures without them knowing that she was letting them. Julie was really a “good girl”, and she didn’t want anyone who knew us to think otherwise. But at times, especially after a few drinks and some attention from other men, she would loose her inhibitions and her strong sexual desires would take control.
I first discovered Julie’s propensity for teasing, quite soon after we started dating. I also quickly learned the difference between flirting and teasing. Julie would flirt with me and she would tease others, especially my college roommate, who was 9 years old than us. She liked him and he was crazy about her. Our interactions with him went a lot further than him just getting a glimpse of her firm creamy legs, breasts and pussy now and then, but that will be the topic of another story if anyone is interested. I want to talk here about a next door neighbor of ours that we met about a year after J and I got married.
Julie is 5’6” and when we were in college, she weighed about 114 lbs. She was a “girl next door” type with great legs, ass, and great nipples to go with her b-cup sized breasts. If any discreet person would like to see what she looked like, just message me with your ASL and email address. There won’t be any totally revealing pictures of her from back then though. Those came later. There were no digital cameras back in the early and mid 1970s. We did however have a video camera that made little three minute film tapes that had to be watched on a movie projector, that I am in process of converting to .mpg files.
Julie and I stayed in an apartment near campus our first year of marriage. We had to leave when the University took over the property. We then rented a small two bedroom frame house in January, 1974. The house was at the end of a circle about three blocks from the main road. Julie and I came from modest families and we were just getting by through school because of work, school loans, my scholarship, and a monthly ROTC allowance. As a result, we had to find inexpensive housing. The house to the right of us on the circle was vacant and not habitable. An old gentleman was renting the house to the left of ours. Our house was separated from his by a small gravel driveway.
Julie and I used the bedroom at the back of the house which had a window facing north, in the direction of the old man’s house, and a window facing east, out to the backyard. The bathroom was next to the bedroom and also had a window facing east to the backyard. We consciously kept the blinds closed on the window facing the old gentleman’s house, but didn’t pay much attention to the blinds on the bedroom and bathroom windows facing the backyard. We had a small backyard which was bordered on the back and south side by a large undeveloped wooded area, dense with trees, bushes and bramble. There were no houses or any development behind our house.
Julie and I were young and perhaps na?, so we didn’t think about someone going into our back yard and looking through the back window. The year was 1974, and one just didn’t hear about voyeurs peeking into windows back then, especially in a conservative southeastern U.S. college town. At times the blinds might be closed, opened, partially opened or pulled all the way up. We really paid not attention to them. The bathroom window was much higher than the bedroom windows and no one could see into it anyway.
We met our old gentlemanly neighbor the first day that we moved in. He offered to help. He was a 67 year old widower and living on social security. He seemed ancient to Julie and I, who were only 22 at the time, not so ancient now that that I am near 60. I say gentlemanly, because he was. He was really nice, lonely, but nice. We had compassion for him because he had lost his wife some five years before and was lonely. It wasn’t long before the old gentleman was coming over to talk, play cards and board games, etc.. We got to know him pretty well. As far as we were concerned, the old gentleman was just a nice lonely old man who needed some company. Having said this, the old guy appeared to be in good health, and the fact that Julie was a young college coed with a good figure and great legs didn’t escape his attention. It was not hard, especially after he had a few beers, to catch him eyeing Julie and checking her out. This was especially true if she was wearing short shorts, which she often did.
Our opinion of the old gentleman changed a little about three months after we moved in. Julie and I were both in school and I worked in the hardware department of a retail chain store part time after classes. I usually got home about 10:00 o’clock P.M. I came home early one evening. It was dark and I was getting groceries out of the trunk when I heard some noise on the gravel driveway. I looked over the raised trunk lid to see our old neighbor scooting across the driveway from our backyard to his. I wondered what he had been up to. I set the groceries on the front steps and went around the other side of the house to our backyard. When I looked along the back of the house, I could see the light from our back bedroom illuminating the ground. I walked over to the window and looked in. The blinds were partially opened and I could clearly see Julie on the bed.
Julie was reclined propped up against a pillow and the headboard of the bed. She had her knees pulled up supporting a book that she was reading. She was wearing a night gown that because of her position was gathered up and not covering her legs. Her knees were together but I could see all of her legs and a nice outline of her panty covered crotch. A great “camel toe” was clearly visible. If indeed our old neighbor had been standing where I was standing, he got a good clear view of a whole lot of Julie. Heck, the view was so hot and arousing, that I was tempted to jerk off right there on the spot.
I went back to the front of the house, gathered the groceries and went inside. I was trying to decide whether to tell Julie about our little old neighbor, and elected not to until I was certain. After all, it would have been terrible to tell Julie that our neighbor was spying on her if he wasn’t. As it was though, I was so horny that I tore my clothes off, jumped on the bed and fucked Julie like I was a teenager. She didn’t know what had gotten into me, but she wasn’t complaining. I wondered all the while if our neighbor had come back and was watching. If he did, he was treated to a good show.
The next morning without raising too much suspicion, I found out that Julie had a predictable routine at night. She usually got a bath or shower between 8:30 P.M and 9:00 P.M. She then went to bed and read or watched television while she waited for me to get home. I decided that I would find a way to leave work and get home before 8:30 and see if I could catch the old gentleman in the act..
I left work early and got home at 8:00 P.M. I parked my car down the street out of view from our houses. I walked up the street and worked my way into the woods behind our backyard. I got in position so that I could see both the back of our house and our neighbor’s house. Approximately, 15 minutes later, I saw our old neighbor walk out his back door and go to the old dilapidated garage at the end of the driveway. Once he got there, he was hidden from my view by the garage. About 20 minutes later, the light in our bedroom came on. When the light came on, the old guy scurried to our window and started looking in,
I could see that the blinds were down but the slats were opened enough for him to see inside. I was only about 75 feet away, but I couldn’t see clearly through the blinds. I could see Julie’s form moving around but I couldn’t tell her state of dress. I remember wishing that I had a pair of binoculars. But the old pervert was definitely in position to see what she was or wasn’t wearing.
After a few minutes the bathroom light came on and the old guy moved away from the window and went back to the garage. I started to leave but knew that I couldn’t without the old guy hearing me. I had to wait until I saw him go back into his house. About ten minutes passed and I saw the guy go back to the bedroom window. Shortly after that, the bathroom light went off and Julie was back in the bedroom. Again I could see Julie’s form through the bedroom window. I believed that she was completely naked and appeared to be drying with a towel. She also walked to the dresser and I figured that she was pulling out her bedtime clothes. Any doubt about her being naked was erased when I saw that the old guy had pulled his cock out and was jerking off. I couldn’t see his cock, but I could tell by the movement of his right arm that he was stroking away.
It was a huge turn-on for me to watch him jerking off while he looked at my wife. I only wished that I could see what he was seeing. Then the ceiling light went off. The lamp by the head of the bed was still on. I knew that Julie was in the bed either reading or watching television, or both. I didn’t know if she was still naked or not. Whether dressed, undressed or somewhere in between, didn’t appear to matter to the old guy because he just kept stroking away. The view must have been pretty good, because the old guy was not in any hurry to finish and leave. I sensed that he would get close to cumming and then stop. Finally, perhaps because he knew it was getting close to the time for me to come home, he finished and shot his load. He pulled out a handkerchief or paper towel, wiped his cock, put it back in his pants, and sneaked back into his house.
On the way back to my car, I went into the backyard and peaked through our window. Julie was sitting there much as she was the night before, reading a book with legs exposed and panties visible. I returned to my car, pulled up into the driveway and went inside.
I knew that I was going to have to tell Julie about what our neighbor was up to, but before I did, I wanted to find out what he had seen. After repeatedly asking me why I wanted to know; Julie told me that she undressed in the bedroom, took a bath, and then returned to the bedroom and dressed for bed. I knew then that the neighbor had seen her completely nude in the bedroom just before and after her bath.
Trying my best not to alarm her, I told Julie about our neighbor looking at her and why I knew. She was understandably upset and immediately went to the window, looked out, and then closed the blinds. We discussed it on into the night and I left the decision up as to what if anything that we would do. I told her that if she wanted, I would confront the old guy and tell him that we would have him arrested if he did it again. I wasn’t in favor of just calling the police without confronting the guy and giving him a chance to stop. On the other end of the spectrum was the option of not doing anything. If we didn’t do anything, then Julie could control whether the guy ever looked at her again by simply closing the blinds. I felt sure that the guy was harmless and just getting his rocks off at J’s expense. I wasn’t concerned about him being dangerous or breaking into the house and raping Julie or anything like that. It was just a matter of whether Julie wanted him to stop watching her. Of course, I wasn’t Julie though, and what mattered was what she thought. We fell asleep with the understanding that I would confront the guy and put an end to it.
When we woke the next morning, Julie had calmed down and we talked about it some more. I told her that I couldn’t blame the guy for wanting to see her naked and that he should be flattered that she was so desirable to him, so much so that he couldn’t resist jerking off while he looked at her. I painted the picture of him just being a lonely old man who got off looking at her hot body, which was true. Julie let me know that she wasn’t scared of him or worried about him being violent. She just felt violated. I didn’t sense that Julie minded so much that the old geezer had seen her naked, but that he had done it under circumstances that had violated her privacy. I told her that I would do anything that she wanted me to do about him, but now that she knew; it could be something that we could use to our advantage. If we stopped him it would be over. But if we didn’t say anything to him, the option of letting him see her under her conditions would still be opened. After all, all she had to do to keep him from seeing her was to close the blinds. If she was in the mood to allow it, she could enjoy it under her terms. She would be in control and decide if, when, and how much he would see. Julie decided to think about it.
We didn’t talk much about our neighbor for several days, and Julie didn’t have me say anything to him. Finally, she said that she would let him watch her again, but she wanted me to be home when it happened. I told her that posed a problem because he would always leave before I got home. But where there is a will there is a way. J and I planned an evening for me to come home early without the guy knowing that I was there.
In preparation, we adjusted the blinds until we had them in position for maximum visibility without being too obvious. We pulled the blinds down leaving about six inches of space at the bottom, and the slats were almost completely opened. We knew that the old guy could clearly see Julie through the blinds. In addition, he could squat down and see under the blinds with no obstruction whatsoever. Had it not been April and chilly outside, we would have opened the window. But that would have been too out of place on a cool evening and would have to wait until warmer days. As it was, I even cleaned the window to enhance his view.
We planned for Julie to follow her normal routine with some exciting changes. First of all, after undressing and before she took her bath, she was to tidy things up in the room, put things in the closet, etc. She was to do things that would cause her to walk around the room nonchalantly while completely nude. She would have the television on and at times pause to watch it. We planned to make sure that the old guy got to see every inch of her from every angle, and at times, close to the window. Secondly, after she got her bath, Julie was to stay undressed and get an erotic story magazine out of the night stand, and start reading it. Hopefully, she would have an overwhelming desire to masturbate in front of the guy. I felt sure that she would, but it was certainly left up to her. To help insure that she would, Julie agreed to have a couple of drinks before I got home. Julie has never been able to tolerate alcohol well. She really looses her inhibitions after only a couple of drinks.
Some of you reading this might not fully appreciate the planning and preparation. Some might even think that J and I were crazy. But the planning and the anticipation were a large part of the excitement. There are times for spontaneity, but there are also times when the planning and anticipation is as arousing and exciting as the event, if not more so. It certainly extends the enjoyment. After all, our brains are our biggest sex organ. I know that on the day of the planned event, I couldn’t keep my mind on classes or work. I didn’t think that evening would ever come. I later found out that Julie felt the same way.
The time finally came and I parked my car down the street and sneaked into the house about 8:00 o’clock P.M. I found Julie, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her deeply. I could tell that she had indeed had something to drink. I could taste and smell just a hint of the alcohol. I asked her how many and she told me two drinks, as we had talked about. I asked if she wanted another and she said that two was quite enough. She said that she didn’t want to get drunk. With that, I sneaked her into the other bedroom and we started making out with her. It didn’t take long for me to feel how wet she was. I teased her and played with her but wouldn’t let her climax. By 8:30, she was ripe and ready to get started.
Julie went into the bedroom and turned on the ceiling light, illuminating the entire room and then turned on the television. The television was on top of the base of a mirrored dresser on the south wall of the room and only about five feet from the window. She didn’t undress immediately to give me time to see if our anticipated onlooker was watching. I didn’t want to miss her undressing. I went out the front door around the far corner and peaked around into the backyard. The old guy was predicable. He was there waiting and watching.
I went back in the house and stayed out of sight of the window. Without Julie giving any indication to our visitor that I was there; I nodded and let her know that the old guy was watching her. I watched her from the hallway.
The bedroom was small, only about 10’ x 10’ or perhaps 10’ x 12’. There was no part of the bedroom that could not be seen clearly from the back window. Anyone in the room could never be more than 10 or 12 feet from the window. Julie stood at the right corner of the foot of the bed about 7 feet from the window. The other corner of the bed was less than two feet from the window and just to the left. There was only room between the bed and the back wall to allow one to squeeze by to change the bedding. To put it in perspective, if the window was opened, one could reach in and touch the foot of the bed.
Julie was turned toward the television and the window. The old guy had a full clear frontal view of her. While pretending to be interested in the television, Julie pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it to her left near the middle of the bed. She then reached around, unsnapped her bra, took it off, and tossed it on the bed closer to the foot of the bed and the window. She began to massage her breasts to make them feel better after just having been released from the confines of her bra. Then she lowered her shorts and panties down and stepped out of them. She was completely nude and fully exposed for our onlooker. I then expected Julie to move nonchalantly around the room, perhaps go to the closet. But she had other plans.
She started looking at herself in the part of the mirror that was not blocked by the small television. She turned her front toward the window, but kept her head turned to her right, looking into the mirror. She arched her shoulders back and pushed her breasts forward and massaged them. Then she started running her hands along her body, turning in every direction. She was inspecting and admiring her body in the mirror as the old guy looked on and admired it from outside the window. She moved and turned in front of the mirror letting him see every inch and curve of her from every angle. Then she turned facing the mirror and opened her legs. She slid her hand down to her pussy and started rubbing it slowly, sliding a finger between her labia and teasing her clit. I almost lost my load when she did that. I was hoping that she would masturbate in front of the guy, but I was surprised that she wasn’t waiting until after her bath. Then I was again surprised when she stopped rubbing her pussy after less than a minute. She turned toward me and slipped her finger glistening with her juices into her mouth. She pulled it out slowly and winked at me. I thought she was just letting me know that she knew that she had done a good job and that she was enjoying it. I soon found out though that the wink meant to watch, because she had a surprise for me.
Instead of leaving the room, Julie walked over to the night stand next to the head of the bed and took out the erotic magazine that we had placed there. The magazine was mostly erotic stories which turned Julie on more than pictures; but there were enough pictures for the guy to see that it was porn. She looked through the pages and then laid the magazine on the bed, opened to a page. Then she walked back to the foot of the bed and pulled open a dresser drawer. She pulled out a long white plastic vibrator and turned it on.
FUCK ME! I had never seen the vibrator before. I had no clue where it came from. Man oh man! That gal was full of surprises. She quickly turned it off and tossed it on the bed. Then she started gathering her clothes. She first picked up her shorts and panties from the floor. Then she went to the corner of the bed closest to the window and bent over and gathered her shirt and bra. Her ass and pussy was almost touching against the window. If the window had been opened, the old guy could have easily reached in and pushed his finger(s) up in her.
Then Julie walked toward me with a broad smile on her face. When she got into the hall with me and out of sight of the guy, Julie asked, “You Okay?”
I was almost speechless, but I didn’t need to say much. My erection jutting out in front of me spoke volumes.
Julie grabbed my cock and said, “I want you to fuck me!”
I asked, “You through with the guy?”
She just said, “Fuck me now, pleeeeeaasssse?” and leaned over placing her hands on the wall.
I lined my cock up behind her and easily pushed into her. She was wet, wet, wet. She insisted that I fuck her fast and hard, and I did. I knew that I wasn’t going to last long, and I didn’t. Fortunately, Julie didn’t either. I heard her muffle a scream and felt her open up. I let go and flooded her pussy with cum. God it was intense. I didn’t think that I would ever stop cumming. Julie was ready to keep going but I was spent. Back then in my youth, I could normally keep an erection after the first time, but not that night. The climax was so intense that my cock went soft and I slipped out of her. Whew, it was great!
I pulled my pants up and made a move to go get my car. She asked where I was going and I told her to get the car. She let me know quickly that she was not finished yet. I told her that the guy was probably gone. She said that she didn’t think so, not with the magazine and vibrator lying on the bed. She had a good point. Smart girl! Then I asked her where in the hell did the vibrator come from. She said that she knew how to make plans too.
Then she said that she wanted another drink and went into the kitchen and made one. When she came back with it, she said, “You may want to find you a chair”, and went back into the bedroom. Damn, I love that gal.
Julie went back into the room, set her drink on the night stand, got into her normal reading position leaning back with her knees together and up supporting the magazine. This time though, she was completely naked, reading porn, and knew that she had an admirer watching, (two including me). And this time, there was no panty covered camel toe. It was her exposed pussy peaking out between her thighs.
I wondered though if Julie was right about the guy still watching. Had the sight of the magazine and vibrator on the bed caused him to hang around?. Surely he was still there waiting to see what would happen with the vibrator? I had to be sure, so I let J know that I was going to check on him. As it turned out, Julie was right as she usually is. He was there. I went back inside and took Julie’s advice. I found me a chair and settled in for the show.
Julie did not disappoint. She lifted the magazine up and spread her legs. She had a full perfectly shaped dark bush. Shaven pussy was not in vogue in the 1970s. Though she was just 22, Julie was all woman, fertile and in her prime. She reached down between her legs and teased her mound, pussy, and clit, sliding her finger along the slit, and parting her labia. She was turned enough so the old guy had a direct clear view of her pussy. The only interruption in the action was when Julie had to turn the pages of the magazine. Eventually, she lay the magazine aside and put both hands between her legs.
She opened her legs wide and slid her hands slowing up and down the inside of her firm creamy thighs, spreading them wide, driving me and no doubt her voyeur, wild crazy with desire to have her. Finally, she found her pussy again. She spread her labia and inserted first one and then two fingers into her pussy. She arched her hips upward faster and faster until she was humping against her hand and fingers while she fucked herself. She came hard and lifted her head up so that we could see her face as she did. Her eyes were rolled up into the top of her head and she clamped her thighs against her hand while she rode the wave. After recovering, she got her vibrator and put it to use, first vibrating against her clit and then inside her vagina. She fucked herself with it, climaxing repeatedly. She was insatiable. It would not have surprised me if she had forgotten all about her onlooker and myself watching. But she didn’t.
Near the end, she got on her knees with her ass facing the window. She took the vibrator, reached between her legs and pushed it in. She started fucking herself with the vibrator with her ass and pussy only a few feet from the window. Lubrication was not a problem. Throughout all of it I could hear how wet she was. She not only had her juices flowing, but she still had some of my cum that I had deposited in her earlier.
Finally, she was finished. I lost count of how many orgasms she had. Once she starts cumming, she can’t stop. I counted 26 times within 40 minutes in one of the videos that I made of her later when she was in her 30s. She collapsed onto her stomach with her legs and ass facing toward the window. The vibrator was implanted and humming away in her pussy. She finally reached back turned the vibrator off and slowly pulled it out. She rose up on her knees and elbows with her ass and exposed pussy still facing the window. She was motionless as if catching her breath. Then she rolled over and scooted toward the window and the corner of the bed, grabbing her vibrator as she did.
After reaching the end of the bed, J stood up, reached over and got some tissue from the top of the dresser. Then she sat down at the foot of the bed, only a couple of feet from the window. Her legs were parted giving her onlooker one last good look at her wet pussy while she wiped the vibrator with the tissue. Then she spread her legs even wider directly in front of the window, and wiped her pussy with the tissue.
Julie came into the hall, a bit weak with exhaustion, but asked again if I was Okay with what had happened. Again, I was almost speechless. I opened my hand to reveal a spent cock and a hand full of cum. I planted kisses on her and thanked her for everything. She smiled and said that she was going to soak in the tub.
I sneaked out the front door and checked to see if the old guy was still around. I hoped that he wasn’t lying on the ground with a heart attack. Not to worry though. I spotted him just as he was about to open his back door. I then went and got my car.
Later, Julie and I lay cuddled together in the bed, talking about what had happened and what it would be like the next time the old guy came over for a normal visit. I knew that it wouldn’t be the same. Julie and I would be thinking about him having seen all that he had seen. He would be thinking about Julie naked, perhaps smug in the knowledge that he knew full well what she looked like under her clothing. But he wouldn’t know that we knew. I wondered if there would be sexual tension in the air as we sat around playing cards, or whatever, and making casual conversation. I wondered about what the immediate future had in store. Would things continue as they were? Would Julie put and end to everything? Would Julie allow him to do more than just watch her? I certainly had no way of knowing at the time. But, I felt sure about one thing, and that was that I had married one hell of great sex partner.

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Lady in Black

I woke up early so I could get ready to get down to the conference room to set up for the last day of meetings. I was still tired; I had been up most of the night with Leslie. She loved to fuck all night and in the mornings she still looked fresh as a daisy. Me on the other hand I looked like 40 shades of hell with no sleep. I jumped into the shower, brushed out my long hair, applied some light make-up and slipped into my suit. I grabbed my computer and my bag and headed out my hotel room door. I went to the elevator and hit the ground floor, off into the room downstairs I spotted her almost immediately. She wore a tight little black skirt that was well above her knee. She wore a pair of black peek-a-boo heels and a white blouse that was conservative. Her short black hair was spiked up and shore wore stylish glass down on her little turned up nose.
I had watched her all day flipping around bending over at just the right time so I had a view of her perky little tits, all day she was a huge flirt, I knew that tonight I was going to nail her ass. The conference was over, everyone else was going home but we had decided to spend one more night together before she flew back out to her home. We had a nice quiet dinner and then hit the elevator.
“Baby I’m going to go to my room and change and I’ll come to your room,” Leslie said.
“Okay, I think I’ll shower, and I’ll be out shortly just let yourself in,” I told her.
I went into my room, after making sure she got into hers. I stripped my clothes off and stepped into the shower. It felt good to let the water run over my body. I grabbed the razor to shave my pussy nice and smooth for her. When I stepped out I could smell the candles burning in my room, I knew she was there waiting for me. I brushed through my hair, threw on a little eyeliner, some mascara and put on a white fuzzy robe that hung on the back of the door. I stepped into my room, she had lit at least 12 candles maybe more, and on the big king size bed was a vision in black. She wore a lace bodysuit, thigh highs all black fish net, black heels, her make-up was unusually heavier than I’d seen her in but she looked absolutely gorgeous. I smiled my approval at her; she held a glass of wine that she sipped from with her red full lips. I walked over to her and took the glass from her hand. I started to sip it and sat on the side of the bed we made a little small talk when I decided I need to pay attention to her. I sat the glass down on the table beside the bed.
I leaned over to her and took her leg and pulled her around she giggled, I slipped her black heel off and began to massage her foot she laid back on the pillows. I rubbed her foot and then my hand wandered up her calf. Her legs were slightly spread apart and I could see the outline of her tight little slit. I continued my massage slipping off her other shoe I rubbed that foot and calf as well. After about 10 minutes I started to rub her thighs, gently kneading them, and she let her legs fall apart so I had access to her pussy. I began to trace the slit from the top of her mound just above her clit down to the crack of nice firm ass. She took a deep breath and I knew she was indeed excited. I paid close attention to the outer lips of her pussy. I moved up to her belly to just under her perky round tits. I slid a strap down off her shoulder and pulled it down her arm exposing her tits. Her breasts were round and firm, and she nice little brown spots with red nipples that were as big as my index finger when they got hard. I leaned down and flicked her nipples with my tongue. She loved it; she moved her hips slowly as I sucked her tits. I moved up her neck to her full red lips, I kissed her long and slow my tongue moving in her mouth over her tongue. I moved back to her neck kissing and licking slowly. I was going to make her really want it when I took her tonight.
She continued to move her hips, as I slid the other strap from her arm, and exposed her other tit, I continued to suck and bite her nipples and back up her neck to her mouth. The entire time she rolled her hips trying to grind her pussy into anything she could get close to. I worked her lace body suit down her slender tightly wound body. I rubbed both breast, and kissed and licked one to another. Her nipples were so hard; her brown spots had shriveled up to nothing she was so excited. Her rocking hips continued to get faster and harder, as was her breathing. I slid the body suit down her body and pulled it off her legs. She lay naked on my bed with just her thigh highs on her legs. I went down and rolled them down her long legs, now she was perfect. I slipped my bathrobe off and stood naked at the end of the bed.
“Touch your nipples and make them hard,” she told me.
I pinched my nipples on my large breast; they were much bigger than hers. I pinched them and rolled them between my fingers, they were hard almost as soon as I touched them.
“Lick them,” she said.
I pulled one up to my mouth and began to suck and lick my nipple; she watched me as she moved her hand down between her legs and spread her lips apart.
“Don’t touch your pussy,” I said.
“Why not,” She asked?
“Because baby, you’re going to wait for me to fuck you, that’s what,” I said.
She stopped and started pulling her large red nipples. I went back to work on my tits, I sucked first one then the other for her. I finally moved onto the bed, I was aware that my pussy was throbbing; I wanted to come as much as she did. I started kissing up her legs, and when I hit her thighs I ran my tongue up to her pussy. She was wet, I could see that juice coming from between her lips, and she was going to be absolutely soaked there was no doubt about it. I began to rub gently her lips, and I separated them with both hands. As I pulled apart those lips, I could see the wetness all over her clit, and running from her precious soft little hole. I started on her clit, she moaned softly I looked up at her and her eyes were close as she enjoyed me eating her pussy. My tongue flicked her clit, it was hard and swelled up as I continued to begin to suck it between my lips I held it as I flicked it with my tongue. She loved it to be rubbed on one side more than the other, that’s what I went for. I licked little circles around her spot that felt so good. She moved her hips in the rhythm to my tongue as I continued my relentless licking and sucking. Her thighs clamped around my shoulders as she came, I moved my tongue into that sweet hole to get all of the nectar that she blew into my mouth. She was so good when she came it was sweet, and she shook, her hands held my head as I fucked her with my tongue. I plunged my tongue deep into her, and then I knew she needed more. I took two fingers and slid them into her, she began to buck harder, and I put my mouth back on her clit. I licked and finger fucked her tight pussy, it was losing up as I made her cum two more times.
I moved up beside her on the bed, as I watched her chest heave as she tried to get her composer after she had come three times in less than 20 minutes. She rolled over and faced me; she kissed me on the lips, pressing her tits against mine. I rolled over on my back as she got on top of me. Her pussy was against mine, as she began to suck both of my tits, she leaned down over the bed and came back up with a big purple vibrator. It was a new one I hadn’t seen before, it was big and had a nice clit tickler attached to it. She put it between my legs as she continued to lick and suck my tits. She rolled my hard nipples between her fingers. My pussy throbbed I thought I might cum before she ever touched my pussy. She worked her way down my belly to my nice slick smooth snatch. She moved down between my legs and pulled my pussy lips apart. I propped my head up on two pillows so I could see what she was doing. I am always greatly turned on when I can watch what is being done to me. She spread my pussy lips apart and I watched her tease my clit with her tongue. Her tongue was hot, and very wet she place the tip of her tongue right on the top of my clit. It felt so good I thought that I surely couldn’t last two more seconds while she ate my pussy. She teased me with her tongue; she licked between my inner lips and back up to my clit all with her wet hot tempting little tongue. I nearly exploded into her mouth. She pulled the inner lips apart to expose my hole, picking up the vibrator she slid it between those inner lips which hugged the vibrator nicely as she flipped it on. The middle was full of little beads that worked in a circular motion, it felt like 100 little fingers and tongue rubbing the inside of my pussy. She moved the clit tickler onto my clit, the vibration on the inside and outside was almost more than I could stand. I started to cum, my legs tightened and I bucked my hips against the vibrator, she grabbed the end of it, and began to shove it deeper into my cunt, and back out, I was upon my elbow where I could see the big thing pushing and pulling into me I came, I exploded actually I could feel the cum running out of my pussy and down the crack of my ass.
Once I had recovered enough I reached between my legs and pulled the vibrator out, it was covered in my pussy juice, I shoved it into her mouth and made her lick it clean. She sucked every drop off the vibrator; I rolled her onto her stomach and raised her legs up to the doggy position. Her hot little brown asshole was exposed to me. I put my tongue on her asshole and worked it in as my thumb reached under her and I rubbed her clit. She moaned loudly as my tongue continued to flick her asshole and stick it inside her. I pushed my fingers into her asshole, I slipped them deeper and deeper as I continued to rub her clit with my other hand. She was rocking her as toward me. Once I had her asshole opened up I picked up the vibrator and slipped it into her asshole, she gasped as I moved it in her asshole further. She moaned again, “Fuck me hard baby, fuck that asshole hard,” she moaned. I obliged I rammed the vibrator deeper and deeper into her asshole. As I moved it in and out her ass opened wider and wider. I continued to rub that hard little clit, she was getting close to cumming for me because I could feel her clit getting harder and harder and she wanted that asshole pounded harder. Finally she came, her asshole forced the vibrator out, and her asshole was gaping wide open. It looked so wonderful wide open I slipped my tongue inside she moaned and came again as I slid three fingers into her pussy as I licked her asshole. She came again less than five minutes after the other two times. I loved the way she felt when she came. She lay down on the bed as I let her rest.
We moved up on the pillows together, I held her close, she began to suck my tits, as my hand reached down between my legs, I began to stroke my clit as she sucked. She reached down to her pussy with the other hand. She moved her head up and began to kiss me as we tickled our pussies, I moved over a little so I could watch her long fingers work over her pussy, I was getting wetter by the second , I loved to watch her make herself cum. Her legs were extended her feet flexed as she continued to make herself cum, she rubbed the hard clit between her fingers pulling it and rubbing it. I rubbed mine as well, when she got ready to cum she rolled on top of me, grinding her clit into my pubic bone, I continued to rub my clit harder and harder, as she rode me, she came I felt the hot liquid run out of her onto my waiting hard clit, I came with her the moment that hot juice hit me. We collapsed into a heap on the bed, sleeping it off for at least two more hours of fucking.

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HOT TUB HEAVEN

I’m a lucky guy to have a beautiful woman jerk me off in the hot tub while I finger her pussy as her husband looks on.

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Lisa, a Frustrated Young Wife

This story is quite long, but I must tell you; it was a long day. Lisa was a beautiful light brown haired, almost blonde young wife suffering from lack of sex in her marriage. She on the verge of cheating until her friend persuaded her to try a massage, an erotic massage.

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2nd Caught with Sister’s Friends Dirty Panties

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Caught With Sister’s Best Friends Dirty Panties
I was always keen on one of sis’s friends, in fact her very best friend. They did everything together. The were either shopping or gossiping about the guys they had a crush on. Sis and her friend both stood about 5’6″ roughly 110 lbs each and had dark hair, beautiful skin and the nicest bodies. They were the hottest girls in the neighborhood. Anyone would expect each of them to be stuck up, self absorbed girls yet they were both really down to earth. I heard them refered to as old souls, they just had a great understanding of the world and the people in it.
Well I had the hots for sis’s friend, and one weekend when she stayed over, I had the notion that I wanted to snoop around. They went shopping and I had my chance. I went in and went thru her friends bags and only found pants, shirts and clean underwear. I unfolded her bra and panties. I felt sneaky and wonderful at the same time, her clothes were soft and smelled of nice fabric softener.
I was hoping to find a vibrator or anything sexual and I found nothing. I went into the sis’s bathroom and there in a pile was sleep clothes from last night and panties. I leaned over and pulled the panties out and opened them up. This was the first time I ever sniffed any girls panties. I definitly didn’t want to sniff my sisters panties and I wasn’t sure which ones belonged to who.
I realized before I lifted the panties all the way to smell the crotch, a very distinct scent of perfume came from the white pair, I knew for sure these were sis’s friends panties. I left the other pair and snuck back to my room to jerk off and examine her panties closer. Once on my bed with my pants at my ankles, my dick was hard as steel and I thought I was gonna cum before I even touch it.
I opened her panties and was strokin my cock as I looked closely, examining the yellowish white stain where her pussy touchs the fabric. It was more than just a stain, there was something more. It appeared thick and laying on the material, not soaked in. I had know idea at that time what discharge or female cum was, I just knew I was excited, my heart was pounding, my breathing had my chest rising and falling like a jet at take off and landing and i was doing everything not to cum. The scent of her friends perfume wasn’t the only smell, what ever was on the panties gave off the most wonderful smell in the world. I buried my face in her panties and the very instant my nose inhailed the smell of a girls pussy for the first time my cock exploded. It was the strongest orgasm I’d had up to the point. Cum flew all the way over my head and hit the wall.
As I was recovering there in my bed I layed there just smelling the scent of what was to be a life time of girls bodies and the glorious pleasures to come.
I heard the front door open and I jumped up pulling my pants on. I knew I was in trouble if I didn’t get those panties back to my sisters bathroom. I wasn’t fast enough, they were in her room before I could get there. I opened the door to my room and could hear them rustling shopping bags and paper moving around. I walked past sis’s room and they were pulling stuff out and pulling tags off. As I went by, sis’s friend asked, ….. hey what do ya think of this ? Holding a blouse up in front of herself. I stammered and said I like it, it’s going to be beautiful on you, and then it slipped, ….. anything you wear is beautiful. I felt my face turning red. She said, ……… awh, thank you, thats soooo sweet. My sister was smiling at me seeing my expression that I wasn’t sure if that was the right thing to say or not, yet sis’s look assured me it was.
I’m standing there with her friends panties stuffed in my pocket frantically thinking of a way to get them back in the bathroom. They were there and the bathroom was on the other side of the room. Sis asked if I would close the door because they wanted to try on what they bought.
I went downstairs and turned on the tv, I figured they would come down and I would run up and put them back in the bathroom. I heard sis’s door open and they started down the stairs. I became scared as they came into view, her friend had her bags packed and was leaving. I knew I was dead if she realized (or at least would be embarrased to no end) that her panties were gone. Sis’s friend was wearing the blouse, skirt and shoes she had bought. She stopped in front of me and gave herself a playful twirl and said; ………. whadda ya think ? If I told her what I was really thinking she would have slapped me. I was thinking that I wanted to just crawl under her skirt and bury my nose inside her pussy.
Its strange how fast thoughts process and the right words come out even if not thinking about a question that was asked. I said; ………… Robin, your absolutely gorgeous, your one one of the prettiest girls ever. She said. What ? playfully asking, ……. I’m not the prettiest ? I looked over at sis and said you both are equally beautiful, and you both will have any man you wish to have.
They both smiled, and Robin said see ya the next time. I got up and headed for the stairs and Cindy was right behind me. I couldn’t get to her bathroom, I had to walk past her door. I heard her door close and I just went to my room.
I was thinking of Robin, and I pulled her panties out and started sniffing the scent of sisters best friends pussy. My dick was hard and I beat my meat for a few seconds before blowing my wad, thick streams with some chuncky stuff I never saw before. I cleaned up and drifted off to sleep.
I little later I was awakened with a knock at my door. It opened as sis was saying my name. I was still half asleep and started to sit up, I was clothed yet I hadn’t tidied up. Cindy spoke and says, I hope I’m not distrubing you ? I said no, not at all, what up ?
She came to the bed and sat on the edge, ……. well Robin called and ( my heart dropped, I knew I was dead meat ),…………pause…………. and she said she wanted me to thank you for the wonderful compliments you gave her.
I said that’s it, thats all,……… I thought, ……. ah, ………. I thought she was gonna say I was silly or something. We both laughed, my laugh was out of relief, a relief that Cindy had no idea of what I was relieved from. My thoughts went directly to, okay sis is out of her room and how do I get the Robins underwear back in the bathroom.
Sis rubbed my hair and went downstairs. This was my chance, I rushed across the hall and into Cindy’s bathroom. I looked down and some of the clothes were gone, I noticed that the clothes Robin was wearing from the day before was gone, and the other pair of panties was gone. I thought ot myself, I guess Robin had taken Cindy’s panties by mistake. What the heck I placed the panties back on the floor and went to my room.
Later that night sis asked if I had anything to wash, ……… as long as I can remember Cindy has never asked me that question. I could see she was holding some clothes in her arms and I could see the panties.
She returned from the laundry room and asked if I would help her with her computer. I said sure, be there in a second. When I entered her room and sat at her computer, she was leaning over my shoulder as I sat there. I’m certain I felt the soft flesh of her chest brush my shoulder. ………. It must have been and accident. ………… Then again I felt her body press into my shoulder. This time she moved around as she rubbed her soft tits into me. I was having trouble concentrating.
She asked if I can ask you something, I said what is it. ………… Well I was wondering if you really think Robin and I are the prettiest girls, and are we beautiful ? I said you and Robin are the most beautiful girls I know.
Then Cindy asked, ………… well between her and I which one is more beautiful ? I said Cindy I don’t know how to answer that. I think I like Robin, so I’m a little biased, yet your my best friend, your my sister, and I love you, your very special to me, so its hard to answer. Your beautiful and she is beautiful. …………… Does it make a difference Cindy ?……. No I guess not.
Then Cindy says I want to show you something, and I don’t want you to get mad because I’m not.
Okay what is it sis ?
She clicked on her cam files and there I was not an hour ago walking in her room with Robins panties in my hand, going into the bathroom and coming out and leaving her room.
I immedialty said, look Cindy please don’t tell Robin, I am so sorry Its just that I have this crush on her and when you both left this morning I couldn’t help myself, I am so ashamed.
Cindy spoke, ….. well when Robin packed her things and left I retruned to my room. I went into my bathroom to use the toilet. I noticed my panties were gone, and Robin must have mistakingly taken them home. Yet after I thought about it she wouldn’t have made that mistake. I was wondering if you had been in my room when we were shopping. I decided to turn on my webcam and then I went to your room to talk about Robin’s call, ……. she really did call and say that though. I went downstairs and was looking up the stair case and saw a shadow in the hall and top of your head turning into my room.
When I got back to my room I played the cam back and there you are. I went into my bathroom and there were my panties back on the floor, thats when I decided to go to your room and had my panties hanging where you could see them and to see the look on your face. I saw your eyes look right at them.
Cindy then says, I really am not too upset, yet thats my room, how would you like it if I was digging in your stuff, not to mention friends stuff ?
Sis, I’m so sorry, I thought they were Robins, I had no idea they were yours, like that would make a real difference. I’m such a pervert, I am so sorry, I really thought they were Robins, they had the smell of her perfume when I picked them up.
Bro, well all I can say is, you picked mine, Robin and I decided to swap pefumes the last night before we went walk the neighborhood.
I sat there with a deer in the head lights stare, ……….. I, ah,…………I ah, don’t know what else to say Cindy, I really am ashamed and this will never happen again, I promise.
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, and look me in the eyes and said it better not, then ( in a loving playful voice) now get out of my room.
The next few days sis smiled at me more and touched me when ever we were close to each other, we were in the kitchen and she stood right next to me, leaning on me. I was watching tv and she sat on the couch right next to me. I tried not to think about the fact that I had smelled her panties, I mean I knew what she smelled like down there. I was having a time not letting her see my erection thru my pants. Cindy really ” is ” very pretty, yet I was was having thoughts about her that were supposed to be about her friend.
The next week end Robin came and spent the weekend, I made certain not to go in sis’s room. As much as I wanted to, I didn’t.
When Robin left on Sunday, sis came to my room and asked if she could come in. She entered and sat on my bed and I was on my computer. Sis said I’m proud of you ! ……….. I said what ?? She said, I had my cam on all weekend and you didn’t go in my room once, and I’m proud of you. …….. I turned to her and said, …… there was no way in hell that I was going in there after last week, lol. We both smiled and she had the funny grin on her face. ……. I said, What ? She just smiled, then says, well I’ve got a present for your good behavior. She pulled her hand from behind her back and was holding a pair of black underwear. ………. There was a silence as she smiled,………….. these are Robin’s from yesturday when we went to the skate rink. I just want them back so I can return them, if she miss’s them I’ll just say she left them in my room.
I didn’t know what to say, I was just sitting there and she extended her arm towards me and reached around and said I’ll just leave them here and she got up and walked out. I was thinking I have the coolest sister in the world. I quickly pressed them to my face, there was that smell, that wonderful scent. My heart was pounding, my dick was ripping my pants at the zipper wanting out. I sat there at in my computer chair and smelled Robins pussy and masturbated for only a ninute or two and shot jets of cum straight up into the air. I jerked off with those panties till the next weekend. Sis said she was going to Robins for the weekend and she needed Robins panties back. I gave them to her, yet didn’t want to, she smiled and said I hope you enjoyed them. I smirked back and said, ………. yes, …….. I did,………… alot ! Cindy just laughed and smiled, I’m glad you enjoyed them.
Before Cindy left she came to my room and said, ……… I’ll see if I can maybe get another pair for you, I can’t promise, yet I’ll try.
Gosh Cindy, why are you doing this ? ………… Well lets just say that I am enjoying providing you with something that gives you a little happiness. I mean its not a secret as to what your doing with them, well I guess you could be doing any number of different things, lol, yet Its easy to guess.
Cindy, I don’t know how to thank you.
She said, you don’t have to, I want to do this for you.
Bro, don’t you think girls fantasize and,………. you know, …………. do it to ? We all need a little stimulation sometimes.
She was lightly laughing as she walked out. Sure enough when she got home Sunday night, she came straight to my room with her night bag, opened it up and pulled out two pair of panties, tossed them on the bed and said enjoy and left.
The next week was brutal, I could wait to get home everyday. I ran straight upstairs to my room and used Robins panties to get off.
On thursday evening sis knocked on my door and came in. I said whats up sis ? She looked at me and said, whats up with you bro ? Enjoying the gifts ? I said yes, I’ve been in my room everyday enjoying them, smileing at her as I spoke.
She sthen said, well I’ve thought of a way you can repay me if you want to. I said what can I do? Well remeber when I said we all need some stimulation ? ……… I said yeah. …… Well what would you think bro, if I asked you to use your cam and let me watch you doing it with her panties ??? ……….. I looked at he and asked are you serious ? Thoughts were flying a zillion miles per hour in my head as I waited for her answer.
Yeah, I think I would like to watch ! ………. I said well you can watch me right now sis.
Cindy then says she would feel more comfortable in her room from our computers.
I thought for a second and said yes, I can do that for you, just don’t expect me to last very long, the thought of smelling Robins panties and you watching from your computer will make me cum pretty fast, matter of fact I am so excited right now I could cum in my pants. I am feeling all kinds of emotions right now, I’m not certain what they are.
Well bro, I’m feeling kinda funny that I asked you, yet we can’t get what we need if we don’t ask, right ? Okay, well how about 10 pm I’ll knock and tell you I’m loggin on to my IM and I’ll be across the hall waiting. ……….. Look if you want to back out bro its okay, I know it might be more than you can do, even if you think you want to. Who knows I might even turn off the screen after I start watching, so I’ll see you later tonight.
The knock came and we connected on IM, she didn’t activate her cam though. She typed in, are you gonna go thru with it ?
I pushed my computer chair away from the desk and I was undressed from the waist down, my erection was standing straight up as I removed my top. The IM said OMG, its huge ! I quickly IM’d her, look I can’t type and do this at the same time, cab we go to speaker ? The next thing I hear Cindy’s voice, …………. Oh my god bro you have a really big dick, touch it for me.
I did and I picked up Robins panties and rubbed my dick with them, ……. Cindy spoke, …… I want to know if you ever smell them ? …………. Yeah, I smell them, thats the best part. I tilted the cam a little upward. Can you see my face and me touching myself at the same time ?
Yes I can, are you goning to smell them ?
I said, Cindy, ……..as soon as I smell them I gonna cum, so watch close. ….. She said okay. I raised them to my face as I beat off, and the smell sent me into my orgasm, spurting strings of cum flying all over my chest and chin. I was panting like a dog,…………… and then I heard her, Cindy’s voice was quivering and I heard oh god, oh god, oh god, then I heard her purring, cooing, and the sounds of her in deep pleasure, she just kept saying shit, shit, shit, that was fucking awsome, shhhhhhiiiiiiiit. She exhailed very deeply a few times.
She then asked, I want you to look at the screen. She wrote I love you ! I love You ! Ilove You ! Then she wrote this is for you. ………….. her cam came on briefly, and it was facing her very wet crotch, I was seeing my sisters pussy for the first time, she was slowly carressing herself thru her pubic hair, then the screen wnet blank.
Then she wrote, good night bro, see you in the morning. We went down the next moring and she was smiling at me, and I at her.
Friday came and she was agian going to stay at Robins, she asked for the panties back, and said I’m sorry I have to bring them back.
Sunday night came and she wnet to her room and didn’t come out. I knocked at her door and she just said to go to instant messenger. I did. She was on her cam and said she, I need to tell you something.
I said okay what is it, did Robin figure it out, or did you tell her ? ……. No I did tell her, she doesn’t know anything………….. I said, well what is it ? ………… Cindy then held up both pair of Robins panties. I asked, her why didn’t you put them back ? Robin will figure this out sis !
I was dumbfounded waiting for her to say something, …………….. sis ???
Cindy spoke, ……………. they’re not Robins panties………………… silence. Their mine.
I was trying to wrapp my mind around what she just said. What do you mean their yours ? Cindy, why would you do that ?
Bro, I don’t know, I guess I was just, I was, …….. well I was turned on that you used mine bt accident the first time. After I found out you used mine that weekend, I couldn’t get the thought out of my head, everyday I masturbated in the mornings when I woke up and at night thinking of you doingf that across the hall. I figured it would be easier and safer to just lets you use my panties instead of Robins.
Are you mad at me ? ………. pause ………. No, Im just confused, I mean I was fantasizing about Robins pussy and the smell of her body and you even watched me getting off sniffing your panties, I’m just confused.
I saw her get up on the cam and walk to her door, the next thing she’s opening mine. …. Can I come in ? I said yeah, come in.
I turned in my chair as she sat on the egde of my bed, she looke up thru her bangs and she said, ………. if you still want me to give you them, I will.
I looked at her closely and said, yeah I guess it couldn’t hurt could it ? She smiled and said I was hoping you would say that. She stood up and slid her cotton pajamas down to her ankles and kicked them to the side, there she was in her long t-shirt, her legs extending from underneath. My blood was rushing thru my body, heart beating rapidly. She was less than two feet from me then lifts her shirt just above her panties and starts to pull them down. I briefly saw the top of her pubic hair as her shirt dropped following her hands down her legs as she slid her panties off and handed them towards me.
I could see Cindy was breathing very hard also, her chest was rising and falling, her breasts were very large and the tips of her nipples were protruding thru her shirt. She was smiling and said aren’t you going to take them ?
She said, I want to see you smell them, I want you to smell my pussy.
I pressed them to my face and Cindy lifted her shirt and place her hand on her pussy, I could see her fingers run thru her hair and into the folds of her body. I cam at that very second in my pants, I hadn’t even touched my self, I was breathing, and saying oh god just as she has nights before. She stood there and continued rubbing herself faster and came seconds after me. We were both panting and trying to enjoy what just happened. She laid back on my bed and I stood up to get my wet drawers and pants off. She lay there with her eyes closed and I mine were wide open staring straight at her pussy, ….. the pussy I had been smelling for the last weeks thinking it was Robins scent, such a wonderful scent, yet it was my own sister.
As my pants came off and I was walking to my dresser for some clean underwear my cock was hard as steel bouncing up and down as I walked. I was putting one leg in the underwear and Cindy, says in a soft voice, ……… don’t, …….. don’t do that. I looked at her and she at me with the same lustful eyes.
Cindy then shifts upwards on my bed and opens here legs wide, ……… come on the bed with me. As I’m walking to her, she pulls her shirt off and extends her arms as I climbed up. I instinctivly placed my hand between her legs and touched her pussy for the first time. The first time I touched any pussy. It was so warm, the texture was slippery and my fingers easily parted her outer lips. She pulled me down and she pressed her lips to mine. We kissed for the first time, the untimate taboo, I realized I was in love with my sister, we kissed and I fingered her for quite sometime, she was stroking my hard cock and pre cum was slick all over the shaft. We were both devouring each other, each in sexual bliss. We both were at a point of orgasm and we each came, me with my fingers inside her pussy and her beating me off. My cum was all over both of us as out bodies wreathed in the heat of the moment. She pulled away and layed on her back as well as myself. We laid there, both in extreme pleasure that neither us had ever actually felt before.
She then did something, ………. Cindy passed her hand thru my cum and brought it to her nose, ………. she hesitated, ……… then she smelled it. She took deep breaths humming as she did, then she opened her mouth and tasted it, sucking her fingers. She passed her other hand thru the cum and sucked those fingers right in front of me.
I looke at her and she just smiled and said, ………… what, ……….. you smelled mine ! I said well I hadn’t tasted hers though!
She scoots closer to me and whispers in my ear, ………. I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to. I said softly, …… if you really would mind I think I would like too ? She says I won’t.
I got on my knees and shift around to where her pussy was, I looked at her and said, ….. are you sure ? ……….. Yes, I’m sure, I want you to do it. I got close and could smell her pussy. It was far stronger than her panties. It was musky, yet very, very pleasant. Her hand reached around the back of my head and gently pulled my face into her pussy. She was warm and very wet. I back away and said, Cindy I don’t know what to do, she said just lick me, I don’t know what your supposed to do either, jsut lick me, put your tongue in me. With that she buried my face in her pussy and started to hump my face. I licked and slurped her wet juices as much as I could. She tasted great, salty, yet sweet, soft, silky wetness. It seems like she had a faucet inside her, because she was drowning me with her juices. She was tugging on my dick the entire time and I started moaning as I licked her hairy pussy. She started to rock really fast and I felt my cum rushing upwards from my balls, she put my dick in her mouth as I errupted partially on her kneck and face before she got it totally in her mouth. She was coming also as my tongue slid feverishly thu her hair and inside her cunt.
We each recovered and sat up, she kissed me, and I her, we each were holding and carressing each others face as we kissed. I looked at her and told her, ….. Ilove you too, she smile and we fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up around 5 am and realized she better get back to her room. I woke her up and she kissed me on the cheek and left the room.
Needless to say this was a turning point in our relationship as brother and sisters.

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Water PArk Love PArt 5: Mile High Club

Note: This is a continuation of “Water Park Love” and I have posted this story already and it got deleted so if it appears twice, sorry.
The rest of our beach vacation was filled with sex, sex, food, and more sex. Our families were amazed at how well we were getting along and swore we could have known each other before all of this happened.
Mark and I were getting more into Public Sex, it made us both feel so much more alive and the passion of it was amazing. We did it on the beach, in a convenient store bathroom, behind a dumpster in broad daylight, and my personal favorite, a dressing room. This is my favorite because as he had me pushed against a wall with his cock buried in my ass, the store clerk asked if everything was alright and Mark, god bless him, said “Everything’s fine, it’s just that this is a little tight” I almost dies laughing.
So anyways, on the last day, as I was getting into the car, he called me into the house because I “forgot” my IPod. As our parents were outside and I came in and said “Um I have my iPod right here” and he said “Let me play you a song” and he grabbed me by the ass and pulled me onto the bed and kissed me passionately, as he was reaching for my belt the front door opened. “Dammit” I moaned. I got up kissed him, we exchanged “I Love You’s” one more kiss, and I was gone.
On the way home, I kept having the most amazing dreams; I mean it was only what? Like a seven hour drive? I had dreams that we grew old together, adopted some kids, and lived the rest of our life traveling the world; little did I know what I was in store for.
When I got home I went to my bed, crashed out, and slept well into the afternoon of the next day. During that sleep I had a million more dreams, and when I woke up, my underwear was dripping with cum and god knows what else. I got up and washed off.
In the Shower I kept thinking of meeting Mark, our trips, the fight, and the reuniting at the beach and having amazing times. Through all these thoughts something occurred to me. I had to be the luckiest man alive. I mean I found this Adonis at the water park, with his amazing tan and fucking hot pecks, plus his muscular man boobs, I mean yum. Then when my “lucky” mind ran to his perfect cock, my dick sprung to full attention.
What do you do with a hard dick and amazing memories, what every man is born to do, jack off. I began to stroke my cock and kept letting these entire memories flood into my mind. I began to pump faster and faster and before I knew it, cum was spewing out of my dick.
I got out of the shower and dried off. I went to get food when I found my mother, who is usually at work, sitting at the kitchen table with a frown and furrowed eyebrows. Oh shit. What now. I slowly approached the table and sat down. She looked pissed. “I have a bone to pick with you young man. WHAT DID I DO?? She slid an envelope across the table with my school districts logo on it. I gulped. I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
A million thoughts flashed into my mind. Was this about the tests I cheated on? I thought I was sly! “Don’t worry about it Jeremy, I took the liberty of opening the envelope my self. I slid a piece of paper wrapped around two pieces of thicker paper. “HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU JEREMY?!” she screamed. I opened the paper and began to read. This is what I saw:
Jeremy,
Sorry to put on a show. I wanted to freak you out. PAYBACK! So anyways, as you know, there are three weeks left before summer break ends, and you are going to be a senior!!!! Your Father and I are so proud of you Jeremy! You have no idea. Onto the point, I took the liberty of calling Trish (Marks mom) and told her what I am planning. She said absolutely, that Marks calendar was free and that it would be up to you to tell him. You and Mark have hit it off so well and I wanted to give you a trip since your good friends. I’m sure I am not making any sense, but you leave tomorrow. Leave where you may ask. You are leaving on a trip around the world for the next two and a half weeks!!! You leave tomorrow for Belize, which you will be staying in for four days. Then you will be off to Spain, staying at the same place your father and I did, for three days. Then you will be off the France for four days, then onto Britain for four days. The remainder of your trip you will spend in South Africa!!!!! Mark I am sure your thinking this is strange and are not prepared for this, but you have the rest of today to shop!! ( Go to your wallet for the money). Have fun and you Father and I love you and are so proud! Be fun and safe!!!
XOXOXOXOXO Mom and dad
P.S Be careful Jer Jer, you and mark are cute kids and those Frenchies are weird
P.P.S Mark is allergic to Latex, so don’t get that around him
At that last part, I almost died laughing. I looked at her to see her beaming. “Sorry I had to scare you, but I thought it was funny. I started bawling. I love my parents so much. I literally jumped across the table and hugged the shit out of her. “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!” I screamed. I ran to my room , put on my shoes and grabbed my keys. I opened my wallet and counted 45 100’s, or $4500. God they are eccentric, I thought. I raced to my Suburban and sped to the mall. I bought the whole place.
I got swim suits, jeans, shorts, shirts, sweatshirts (I didn’t know the weather). I got books about the countries, culture books, and a Canon t2i to document the experience. I then got a ton of traveling stuff. As I was walking out I walked past a swimming store and saw something for the both of us. The skimpiest, sexiest, Speedo’s I have every seen. I got a blue and red one, one for me, and one for my man.
As I sped home, I picked up my phone and called Mark. “Hey babe” he said. “MARK MARK MARK MARK MARK!!!” I screamed. “WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?!?!?” he said sarcastically. “YOU KNOW WHAT!” I said. “Um no I don’t” then it hit me that I had to tell him. I then shouted at him what was going on and the phone dropped and I heard running, then shouting I love you’s at his parents, and then repacking up the phone “I LOVE YOU AND YOUR PARENTS!!! He shouted. “BABE I GOT TO GO SHOP!!” he said. “LOVE YOU!” we both said at the same time.
When I got home and packed everything, taking special attention to my camera and stupidly shooting pictures of my parents and me as “Pre-Trip” photos, I went to bed, but really did not sleep. I kept dreaming about the trip and all the amazing things we would do.
The next morning I sprung out of bed and showered. In the shower I got as clean as possible. I then put clothes on and threw my stuff into the back of my car, I then put my camera into the trunk. I wasn’t forgetting anything. It was 2:45 AM and the flight was at 5 AM. My parents came out and kissed me and we said I love you. “Give me your wallet” my mom said. She then put a ton of money into my wallet “Do not spend any of this until you get into Belize, you need to have it to exchange currencies, god knows the dollar sucks in other countries!” I laughed and sped off. I felt like the gate was opening to slow for my community. I then sped to Mark’s house. When I got there he threw his stuff into my car and his mom took pictures of us with my camera. She then replaced it in my trunk and he said bye.
When I got to the stop sign, Mark reached over and pulled me towards him, shoving his tongue down my throat, we made out for what seemed like hours. He broke the kiss and said “Step on it!!”
During the drive to the airport, I flew down the freeway because there was no one on it. “I got us a little something” I said devishly. “Well so did I” he said winking. He reached over and grabbed my hand. “I love you so fucking much Jeremy, never forget that” I smiled at him and said “I love you oh so much more”. He smiled back.
When we got to the airport, put our luggage into the baggage thing, got checked into the airport, and got our passports stamped, we went to the terminal. We had an hour until the flight opened up, and I left Mark with the Camera and Carry-on’s while I went to go get coffee. When I got back he snapped a picture of me and said “That gave me a boner” I laughed out loud.
When the terminal opened up, Mark and I went through and to our seats. I sat in coach, but the flight attendant told us to move to first class because that was where our seats were. THANK GOD FOR MOM!! When we sat in the large white seats, I looked around to see the rest of the cabin vacant. YES!!
The captain came on and said that we would be taking off in one minute and I was ecstatic. As we began to race down the runway and the first tires left the ground, I looked over to Mark and saw him squeezing the arm rests. I grabbed his hand and said “Hate flying?” “YES!!” he said. “Relax babe, you got me”
The trip was underway and five minute into our Eight hour flight, Mark said, “I need to go to the restroom” He got up, turned around and winked. He walked into the bathroom and I took his wink as an invitation. I looked around to see the old woman asleep and the light attendant gone. I got up, and sure enough, the door said “unoccupied”. I walked in and locked the door.
The bathroom was huge. It had granite counters and a toilet and a sitting area! I looked to the toilet to see Mark, Butt naked, his beautiful abs flexing as he stroked his huge 10 inch dick which I missed. I got on my knees and engulfed his monster. I bobbed my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. He stood me up and replaced himself with me on the toilet. He got on his knees and gave me one of his famous blowjobs. After about five minutes I was getting close, but he stopped. He stood me up and peeled my clothes off.
As I stood there, he pushed me against the wall and furiously made out with me, stroking both our dicks at the same time. My hands wandered his body and I did what I usually did, trace his abs with my fingers. I began to squeeze his nipple and he let out a moan. He pulled away and turned me around, shoving me into the wall. He kissed my neck as he slid his dick into my ass.
He began pounding me, there was a familiar lust in his thrusting. He was hungry. He turned my head and began to make out with me. Mark reached around and grabbed my dick. He began to stroke me and I was in heaven.
He started to speed up and we were both getting close. I was first, I came all over the wall. He sped up his thrusting and soon he was cumming in my ass and biting my neck to keep him quiet. I t hurt, but it felt soooo good.
We both cleaned up and shared one last kiss. As we went back to our seats, he sat against the wall, and I fell asleep in his arms. The trip was already on to a great start and I was in love!
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The Sex Shop – story 16

Firstly, my name is Lucy and I’m 24, 5ft 5 with long thick blond hair, 32b breasts and I weighed at that time about 110. Most people would say I was nicely put together, my ex always said I was well fuckable. I didn’t find it difficult to get guys. They just came to me and I had difficulty saying no. Young, old, good looking, ugly, thin or fat. If they had a dick I needed it inside me.
I’d been working at the brothel for a little more than four months and I was still fucking Faith’s Dad whenever he came to London for business. But there were some days when that just wasn’t enough. I hadn’t worked for three days and it was mid week, which basically meant I hadn’t fucked for three days. I know that that doesn’t sound like a very long time to go without, but for me, a girl who needs to be fucked or finger fucked (at the very least) on a daily basis it felt like an eternity.
It was periods like this that I felt unsure of myself. Days when I knew I’d have difficulty in controlling my urges and I’d do something stupid like fuck a stranger in an alleyway or go into a bar I hadn’t been in before, wait till a guy tried to chat me up and then ask him to take me somewhere and fuck me. Often that would be in the toilets of said bar, the back seat of a car, behind some bushes or on one occasion bent over a wheelie bin.
My heart was pounding in my chest and it felt like my blood was boiling inside me. I checked out guys walking past me in the street wondering how it’d feel to have them inside me. My knickers were soaking wet as I turned the corner and felt a wave of relief. There was a sex shop on the corner. I remembered seeing it before but I’d never been in. I’d been to a few sex shops before and I knew a lot of them had cabins where you could pay to watch porn. I had a vibrator in my bag so at the very least I thought I could get myself off before continuing on my mission to do some grocery shopping.
I walked straight into the shop without looking around outside and closed the door behind me. I surveyed the shop. There was one guy I could see checking out some DVDs. He was maybe 55. I walked past him and looked at the title. ‘Daddy does teen’.
I walked to the counter. There was a younger guy, maybe 30 behind it. He looked up at me and smiled.
“We don’t get a lot of women in here,” he said. “Especially women who look like you.”
I smiled. “Thanks. Eemm, do you have cabins here?’ I asked.
“To watch films?. No, sorry. We have a porn cinema down stairs. But there are normally a few guys down there wanking themselves off.”
“That’s ok,” I replied. “How much is it?”
“Normally it’s £10, but you can just go down if you want,” he smiled.
He pointed out the stairwell and I started towards it. He called me back before I got there. The old guy looking at the DVDs left the shop and we waited for the door to close. “You know, if you go through the door on the left there’s a glory hole.”
He smiled at me. “If you want.” He added.
I looked around. “There’s no one here.”
“Someone walks in every 5 minutes around here.” He held up his hands and added, “ it’s up to you.”
I turned and walked away towards the stairs, but the idea of doing a glory hole was making me wet. Just before I reached the stairs I changed direction and went through the door. I was inside a small closet, with just enough room for a stool. I sat in front of the stool and looked directly into a dark hole. I sat and waited for what seemed like an hour, but was probably only a few minutes.
I was a little scared and excited. I hitched my skirt around my legs pulled my panties off. I sat back down on the cold stool and played with my clit. Suddenly a dim light came on on the other side of the hole. I looked through but all I could see in front of me was a pair of jeans so I pulled my head away and waited. I knew the guy behind the counter was wearing shorts and so I wondered who was on the other side of the hole.
I semi-hard cock poked through the hole. It was big and black even semi-hard. I wrapped my fingers around it and massaged it to full erection while the voice on the other side moaned. I took the cock in my mouth and licked the tip. I spat on his cock and rubbed my saliva up and down before deep throating him as best I could with the wall pressed against my head. I rubbed my clit as my head bounced up and down on his cock sucking and licking while massaging the base with my hand. I heard him moan and thrust his cock forward as much as he could.
“Suck it slut. Suck my big black cock like a good little whore,” he shouted.
I wanked and sucked him harder, egged on by his filthy mouth.
“Harder slut.”
Then I felt it. His hot sticky, salty spunk striking the back of my throat and coating my tongue.
“Drink my cum you filthy bitch.”
I swallowed as fast as I could, but rope after rope splashed out of his japs eyes. I chocked and pulled away as the last squirt struck my lips. I caught my breath and licked his black cock clean.
When he pulled his cock back through the hole I stood up and pulled my skirt down. I picked up my knickers, wiped the cum off my face and then I slipped them into my handbag and turned to leave. That’s when another cock came through the hole. It was big and white and attached to grey pubes. I couldn’t go without giving the old guy a day to remember so I sat back down. I drank the old guys cum, then another three guys after that before I opened the door and left.
I looked around the shop, the guy was still standing behind the counter. He gave me a dirty smile and I wondered if I drunk his cum. The though that I might have, got my pussy tingling. The idea that I might have let him cum in my mouth but I didn’t know if I had or not was exciting. So much so, even with five different loads of cum in my stomach, I was hornier than when I walked into the shop.
I smiled back at the guy behind the counter and went down the stairs. I could hear the sounds of fucking coming up the stairs. It was obviously a porn film. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs. There was a guy stood I front of me. His back towards me looking at the film on the big screen. I walked up behind him. With the noise of the film he didn’t hear me or see me. He was lent against the left wall of the passage and I could see that he was rubbing his cock as fast as he could.
I stepped up beside him; lent my stomach against his right side and looked at him. He was a shocked to see me standing there so I reached out and grabbed his cock knocking his hand away. I wanked him hard and fast and his left hand went for my tits. Pushing inside my red v neck t-shirt he squeezed them hard. His right hard went around me, found the hem of my skirt and inched it up around my waist. He pushed and finger up my arse and a moaned.
I looked across, from right to left. There were maybe thirty seats. Three older guys sat, watching the film slowly rubbing there cock. Then I noticed the fourth, just a half meter away to my right. His left had reached out and rubbed up the inside of my legs until he found my pussy and massaged my clit with his fingers.
Suddenly the guy standing in front of me moaned and his cum flew from his cock as I continued to rub it frantically. His spunk coating the aisle between the two sides of the cinema. He turned away and almost ran back toward the stairs.
I felt a pair of hands around my waist. “Cum here bitch,” he said and pulled me down into the seat. My back pressed against his stomach. I dropped on top of his cock.
“Wait,” I moaned.
“Shut the fuck up. The only reason a girl like you comes to a place like this is to get fucked. So stop fidgeting and let me get my cock in you.”
I stopped moving and I felt him directing his hard cock towards my pussy. But before I could do anything he used all his strength to pull me tightly against him, thrusting his hard cock straight up into my arse.
I screamed out in pain. I couldn’t believe how much it hurt. And yet it felt so good to have this stranger inside me. Then I noticed the other three men in the cinema. All looking at me, alerted by my scream.
The guy with his dick in my arse signalled for them to come over. They all stood in at the same time and walked towards us, there cocks out.
When they stopped in front of me the guy behind me said. “This filthy slut came to get gang fucked. Help me get her cloths off.”
The guys in front of me pulled at my t-shirt, pulling it over my head leaving me just wearing my red bra. With each movement I rode up and down on the cock in my arse. Feeling it ripping the flesh inside me each time he tried to thrust up inside me. He unclipped my bra and suddenly my tits were out in the low light.
One of the guys must have been close because he stepped up and shot his cum on to my tits before directing his cock into my mouth so I could suck it clean. He buttoned up his trousers and left.
When he was gone one of the others said “What a waist. I’m going to cum in her cunt.”
He quickly pulled his trousers off and climbed into a position in front of me. With some manoeuvring of my little body his slowly pushed his big fat cock into my tiny little cunt stretching it wide.
I lent back as they lifted my legs over the seat in front. I was now sandwiched between these two strangers and with each hard thrust of a cock in my cunt my body lifted off the cock in my arse and then dropped back down onto it as the guy in front pulled his cock from my cunt.
He fucked my cunt harder and faster forcing my arse up and down on the second cock filling me.
“Ahhhh,” I creid. “Don’t stop. Fuck me harder. Please,” I begged.
I could feel tears running down my face as the road me like a cheap slut. “I feel like a real slut,” I moaned. “I’m a whore,” I creid out.
“You’re a fucking filthy slag,” the guy behind me shouted.
“I’m cumming,” they shouted in unison and I felt a hot stream of spunk flow into my arse. A second later a second thick load of cum filled me cunt.
“She a fucking cum filled slag is what she is,” the other said as his cock dropped from my cunt.
I screamed out loud as I orgasmed. My arse clamped down on the cock inside it and my pussy lips vibrated as cum dripped out of it. Everything went white for a second and then they tipped me onto the floor in the aisle. Stood up and started to get dressed.
The final guy, the only one who hadn’t cum looked down at me on the floor. His cock was out and hard. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs for him. It didn’t seem fair to let every guy here either fuck m of cum on me and leave him unsatisfied.
He dropped down on top of me positioned his dick at the opening to my cunt and pushed his old cock inside me. He was easily the oldest guy here, 65, maybe a little older. I was surprised my the force he used to drive his cock inside me and pull it out again before fucking me rigorously. He breathed heavily as he thrust away.
I cried out as I came again.
“Fuck her old timer,” one of the guys said.
“Yes, fuck that young cunt,’ the other shouted and then they walked away.
“Call me Granddad,” he mumbled into my ear as he continued to thrust his hips, ploughing his dick into my cunt.
“Fuck me Granddad, please,” I begged. “Make me cum Granddad.”
I moaned as he fucked me. “I’m cumming,” I screamed; arched my back and tipped my head back I let out the loudest scream as I came for the final time.
Then I felt my pussy filling with hot spunk as the old man collapsed on top of me. “Thank you little girl.”
“That’s’ ok Granddad. You made me cum.”
He smiled at me before climbing to his feet and putting his cock away. He left without saying another word. I slowly got dressed and made my way up the stairs. When I arrived at the top I could see it was dark outside.
“I’m just closing up,” the cashier said.
“So much for getting some shopping done,” I said.
“Do you want to go for a drink?” he asked.
“A drink or do you want to fuck me?” I asked.
“Ok, I want to fuck you,” he replied. “But you look exhausted.”
“How about we get a drink,” I smiled, “then you can take me back to your place. Then I can take a shower before you take your turn,” I replied.
“As long as I get to fuck you tonight,” he smiled.
“You can fuck me all night. I think I’ll be too tired to go home by the time you’ve finished with me.”
He grabbed his coat and keys from the table. “Let’s go,” he said and grabbed a DVD from behind the bar.
“Where we going to get a drink,” I enquired.
“My place,’ he smiled.
“So much for giving me the time to get some rest.”
“Don’t worry, I got us a film to watch.”
I looked at the title ‘teenage gangbang’ and smiled.

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Hero Worship and Nocturnal Emissions

Even back then, I was fond of Michael but I never saw enough of him. But as I grew older, these visits kind of died out for some reason and it wasn’t until I was 18 that Michael came to stay with us for the first time. I too had a single bed and, remembering those times when we were kids, I was rather looking forward to Michael’s visit – although this time, I had another agenda entirely.

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Art in the Back Seat: My Very First Handjob

This story is all about the second “dirty little secret” that I confessed to my live-in boyfriend, who would later become my husband. This confession turned out being my way of finally “coming clean” with the love of my life, and admitting to him that I really wasn’t the naive, innocent young lady that I had always represented myself as being, ever since we had first met and started dating.

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Toy Store Boy: Chaper Five: Inseparable

Chapter 5: Inseparable
My senior year started on a low note. The first time I saw Abby I tried to explain things to her. She wouldn’t listen to me at all. She said that no matter what excuse I used I had betrayed her trust. There was no way around that fact. Sadly I couldn’t disagree.
After her birthday Ash and Sara had become best friends, they hung out after school and Ash would often spend evenings and weekends at Sara’s house. Ash tried to have Sara talk to Abby for me, but it only seemed to piss Abby off more. Abby told me I needed to stop trying to turn her sister against her and fight my own battles.
By October she finally let me tell my side of the story. She thought it was bullshit and told me I had, had enough time to come up with something better then that. She said again it didn’t matter, what she couldn’t handle was the fact that I had my cock in another girls mouth. She said there was no circumstance were that was acceptable.
I had told her the real truth, well mostly the whole truth. I left out two parts, first the part where I knew it was someone else and just let it happen. The second part I left out was where I had attacked the girls pussy. I told Abby she had simply rubbed it against my face.
I told her my version of the story then explained that I didn’t know it wasn’t her until she accused me of cheating. I told her that I had thought it was her being kinky. She said that she wouldn’t have done that at a kids party when she had already promised to not be alone with me. That was the last time she talked to me until we were standing in a hospital on Christmas break.
Things having totally fallen apart with Abby, Ash and Sara had become my best friends. Sara, who had just started her freshman year at my highschool, rode shotgun with me everyday after school. We went to the junior high and picked up Ash and Shawna. The we would drive to Abby’s and drop off Sara and Shawna. Abby would often hide in the house when my car pulled up.
Ash and I had the house to ourselves for about two hours every night after school. I would help her with her homework and we sometimes cooked dinner together for our family. It was a fun innocent time. Despite the flirting Ash still had held back from me in some ways. But after her birthday I started talking to her like a grown up not a little kid. This made all the difference. She really opened up to me now. I found that she was really smart, but it was like she didn’t want anyone to know, so she hid her intelligence under a layer of fake innocence. I wondered just how fake her innocence went, I again wondered if she had been my mystery girl.
Without a girlfriend to help me out anymore I had developed a routine where we would come home after school and I would help get Ash started on her homework and I would retire to my room for a while. I would spend about twenty minutes to a half an hour taking care of myself then come back to check on her. Once she had her homework done we would go sit in the livingroom and find something on to watch until my Lilly got home.
By November Ashley’s affections had moved on to her sitting with me on the couch with her head on my shoulder. I was really glad that I had, had that talk with Libby because this could have looked bad under different intentions. If not for that talk I just simply would’ve been uncomfortable with this in general. Knowing it was no big deal I found I enjoyed the closeness of the bond we were building.
I found instead of finding her bratty like I thought she would be when they brought her home, she was really fun to hang around with. She really helped me fill the void that Katie had left in me. She was easy to talk to and I really enjoyed her company. I really didn’t mind her flirting anymore either. I found it fun to actually be adored by some one. I missed having a girlfriend. For the first time ever felt like a real brother to someone.
We started going everywhere together. I would often take Ash and Sara to the mall or the movies. I got both girls into reading books for fun and not just for school. This started us three spending time at book stores and library’s. Sara had told Ash she believed me about Abby and that’s why she didn’t mind spending time around me. She said I was the nicest boy she had ever met. I was touched a little by that sentiment. It was a fun time for the three of us.
I asked Sara one day why her mom let her hang around us so much with out supervision? As rumor had it she was still clamping down on letting Abby out of the house. Sara actually laughed a little. She said her mom didn’t mind her hanging around me as long as Ash was with us. Plus she wasn’t really worried about her sneaking off to meet boys right now because she was already pregnant. I laughed at that, I guess it made sense I just felt bad that Sara’s pregnancy was affecting Abby’s life.
By Christmas vacation I as ready for a break from school. Word had gone around that I had cheated on my girlfriend right behind her back. I stopped even trying to deny it anymore, it was pointless when now one believed me anyway. The fact of the matter was that I had eaten out another girl. I couldn’t rationalize that to myself anymore, yes I was tied up but I had attacked that pussy when she put it in my face.
My reputation was destroyed. No girl wanted to go out with me, not that I had one in mind. I still loved Katie in my heart of hearts but I also still had feelings for Abby. I still had that moment in the library locked into my mind. The moment when we laid our foreheads together and looked each other in the eyes. Some moments are there for life.
Since I was a social leper I had tried unsusessfully to find a date for Homecoming and ended up not going. I had some girl-friends but they were mostly the girlfriends of by buddies. I was disappointed it was my senior year and I was missing out because of a fucked up situation. Instead of Homecoming I ended up taking Ash and Sara to the movies that night just to get out of the house. Ash surprised me by holding my hand all through the movie. I thought it was cute that she trusted me enough to be that comfortable with me.
The week after Thanksgiving dad and Lilly pulled us into the kitchen for a family meeting. I was fearful, I had no idea what we had one wrong as we never had family meetings.
We found out that my parents were going trust us to stay home by ourselves for a few days the first week of Christmas vacation. My Dad had an interview for promotion within the company. To get the promotion he had to go out of state to a corporate function for training. He was taking Lilly with him and they were going to trust us alone in the house from Monday to Friday. I thought it would be awesome and I was looking forward to it. I just wished I had a girlfriend to make use of no parents.
My main focus however was trying to find a date to the winter formal. I didn’t want to miss this dance as I had Homecoming. My friends were all going but they all had dates . As much as I wanted to go I also didn’t want to show up without a date. I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend or someone to fall in love with, all I needed was a nice girl willing to accompany me and dance for one night. Was that really to much to ask for?
We were sitting around the dinner table a few days prior to the dance when Ash quietly stated that if I wanted she could be my date for the winter formal. I was trying to find the right words to tell her no, without hurting her feelings. It would be more embarrassing to show up with a 13 year old, then no date. As I began to speak up Lilly jumped in.
“That would be so cute Ash!” she cried, “We could go get you a pretty dress tomorrow.” The look on both Lilly’s and Ash’s faces was so priceless that I couldn’t say no.
“What do you say Joey?” asked Dad, “It’s your dance, it’s your choice.”
“I don’t know,” I said really slowly. I could see the sparkle start to leave Ash’s eye. That broke me, “Yes you can be my date to the dance aunty Ashley.” Lilly smiled and Ashley squealed and ran to me hugging me tight.
“Alright, get off me,” I said jokingly. Ash kissed me on the cheek and sat back down at the table.
That night I went to bed feeling like I was the good big brother again. I lay there not really thinking of anything when I suddenly got a major erection. It had been a while since I had gotten a massive erection spontaneously. I figured since it was saying hello I would just go with it. I reached down and started stroking myself as someone knocked at my door.
I felt 12 years old again as I pulled my hand back and said come in. I sat up as the door opened, hoping that the blanket over me would cover it. It was Lilly who came in. I couldn’t remember the last time she had come to see me at night.
“What’s up Lilly?”
“Nothing,” she said looking down at me with a knowing look, “I just wanted to make sure before I bought her the dress that it’s really ok. You weren’t just being nice out of pressure at the time?”
“No, it’s really ok,” I smiled at her, “I wont take that away from her now.”
“I think you’re the sweetest boy in the world. You made her whole month, you know that?” She looked almost smitten.
“Well she is a sweet kid.”
“Yeah, but I know some kids will make fun of you. But what your doing is really good for her. Since our parents died you’ve been really good with her.”
“I’m just doing what you asked me to.”
“What?”
“You told me to be nice to her. I found it’s not that hard.”
“I almost forgot about that talk.” She kissed me on the forehead and started out of the room. When she kissed me I had gotten even harder. I found that odd, my Lilly was attractive in the same way Katie was but I had never thought about her like that before. Maybe it was the fact that I was hard when she walked in my room.
The next day Lilly took Ash out to find a dress for the winter formal. They spent 3 hours at the mall looking for just the perfect dress. When they came home that night they giggled with each other and I was told I wasn’t allowed to see her dress until the dance.
Lilly told me that to Ash this dance was a really big deal. She had never gone to a school dance before, or been on a date. I told Lilly this wasn’t a real date. She agreed but said to Ash it still felt the same and I was to treat her the same as any other girl I took out to a high school dance. I agreed, thinking except the part were we rent a motel room and lose our virginity’s like some of my friends were planing.
At school the day of the formal I told my friends about who I was bringing. The guys laughed and made a couple jokes, they really didn’t mean any harm it was all in fun. The couple of girls thought it was the sweetest thing. They said they couldn’t wait to see Ash all dolled up in her dress.
By dinner that night I was dreading my decision, I was really starting to want to skip the whole thing. But it was to late to back out. I kept having images of people pointing and laughing. I was more worried if people laughed and made jokes, Ash would take them wrong and end up in tears.
The other thing making me dread this event was I realized that Abby might be there with someone else. I hadn’t heard any rumors of her dating anyone but I didn’t want to find out. I didn’t know how I would react to seeing her with another man.
When it was time I put on my suit I got ready and waited in the livingroom for Ash. I hadn’t seen her dress yet, so when she stepped into the room with her hair done up, wearing the most gorgeous dress I was blown away. She looked five years older.
Lilly seemed almost as excited as Ash. She made us stand in the livingroom so she could take a dozen photo’s. Ash blushed posing with me for the pictures when I put my arms around her. I just kept thinking these were going to be blackmail photo’s someday.
I drove us to the dance my heart racing in nervousness. As soon as we arrived I took her hand in mine and walked into the auditorium. To my relief no one gave us much of a look. That made my fears melt away almost completely.
As it turned out Abby was there but she had brought her sister. Sara ran up to Ash and I explaining Abby had come with her because Abby had turned down all the guys that asked her. Sara said that Abby had told her that the reason she turned them all down was so she wouldn’t have to pick one. Sara felt that the real reason was because she wasn’t over me yet. I really didn’t know how to feel about that.
Sara hung out with us for a while but ended up having to sit down. She was now almost six months along and her energy was warring down. I said I was surprised their mom let them out after what was going on. Sara said that she had dropped them off and with her as Abby’s date it was fine. But her mom was going to pick them up as soon as the dance was over.
I took Ash out onto the dance floor and tried to give her the night of her life like I had promised Lilly. We danced every time Sara had to sit down. Ash wanted to be with her friend when she was up and walking. They danced together a few times. I went to Ash a few times and told her she needed to let Sara rest. I could see something was wrong with her. Sara claimed she was fine but I was beginning to worry. I walked toward Abby to say something about it, yet before I could get to her she turned and walked away from me. Abby spent the bulk of her time leaning against the wall glaring at us. I think that she was a little mad about the fact Sara was spending all her time with us.
We were having such a good time that it never occurred to me that the whole thing could turn in an instant. When we first got there that night and the slow dances came on Ash was a little shy and would dance with me with a gap between us. By the end of the evening we were dancing like a couple. She had her arms around my neck and I had pulled her close with my arms around her back.
It was really nice dancing with her, it felt comfortable. I liked the feel of her cheek on mine and the smell of her hair. I fell in love with her in that moment. She may have been 13 but she was one of the most wonderful girls I had ever known. This too was a different kind of love then I had felt before. My heart always belonged to Katie, but now it shared space with Ashley.
It was in that wonderful moment slow dancing with her that things went south. I heard the DJ announce that there were only 4 songs left before the end of the night, he said grab that someone special and make the last songs count. I was already holding Ash tight as that dumb ass song started to play. I instantly went hard pushing against her stomach. Her eyes grew wide when she realized what it was. She had no idea it was the song and not her that had done it to me. She had a large smile on her face and I realized that this was probably the first time she thought she had made a guy go hard for her. I remembered how big of a deal that had been for Katie. I had done the wrong thing on that day. I didn’t know how to handle this today. She snuggled her head against my shoulder.
I broke our hold and walked quickly toward the back door. I went outside, it was warm for December, or I was warm. Walked to the far side of campus to be alone for a minute. I sat down on the stairs leading to the arts building and tried to wish myself down. I hadn’t wished myself down like this in a long time, but I wasn’t going to whip it out on the stairs that night. A couple minutes later I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and it was Ash. She sat down by me and snugged her head up to my shoulder.
“Why did you run away from me, Joe?” She asked softly.
“I………. it’s hard to explain………..” I started.
“Is it because you got a boner?”
“A little bit.”
“It’s ok. I………. felt special,” she said the last two words so quietly that I almost didn’t hear them.
“I don’t know what to say Ash. I shouldn’t be getting hard for you.” I didn’t want to tell her it was the song. She felt special and beautiful I couldn’t take that from her. I knew with the death of her parents and her budding sexuality she was very fragile emotionally. What I did now made all the difference. I know Lilly had told me to go along with things that made her feel nice and beautiful, but I knew she hadn’t meant I should go with it when were talking erections.
I was thinking on things when Ash moved her head from my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek. This broke me out of my chain of thought, without thinking I turned my head to look at her. The second kiss wasn’t as innocent as the first. She kissed my lips and opened her mouth. It had been months since I had kissed some one. Sitting there with a major erection I wasn’t thinking straight. I opened my mouth and trust my tongue forward. She squealed in both surprise and delight and trust hers into my mouth.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into her hard. I couldn’t stop. Her lips were so soft. I couldn’t stop. I had never kissed a girl that young. We sunk into our kissing and the world around us melted away. I really couldn’t stop. I was so into her kiss I hadn’t felt her hand move to my zipper. We kissed for what had to be an entire lifetime before we broke apart.
When she pulled away from me I tilted my head back and breathed in the night air. I was coming back to my senses and I realized only then Ash had pulled me out of my pants and was stroking me.
“What are you doing?” I asked snapping back to reality.
“I’m sorry. I’ve never seen one for real. I just wanted to………” she said tentatively but never let go of my cock. As she stroked me I knew it hadn’t been Ash, who had been my mystery girl. I could tell by the feel of her hand. Ash felt good but inexperienced. She was soft with a touch of hesitance in her motions.
I was losing my train of thought as Ash worked me over. It was Katie all over again. I should have told her to stop but at that moment I couldn’t get anymore words out. Her hand felt so good and it had been months since the mystery girl. I tilted my head back again getting into the feeling. Ash took this as a hint to continue and she started stroking harder. I moaned and she leaned in and kissed me again.
“ I’m so……….. so close……….”I managed. Ash pulled away from our kiss and I felt her mouth on my cock. I really needed to tell her to stop but I couldn’t stop. I needed her to finish then I would tell her how wrong this was. I came in her mouth the moment her tongue touched the tip of my dick. She took it all in until I was done. She pulled off me and spit down the stairs.
“Thank you,” I said panting. I kissed her again showing her as much love as I could ever put into a kiss. I opened my eyes and pulled back leaning my forehead against hers like I had with Abby months ago. I looked into her eyes and I could see the deep blue sparkle shining brighter then I had ever seen it before. I wasn’t just lost in her eyes, I swam in a sea of blue. There was no past only future with her and it started in her eyes.
“That was amazing,” I said to her.
“I did good?” she asked shyly.
“You did very good.” I kissed her lightly.
“I can’t believe I made you that excited.” I could see the need for reinforcement in her expression.
“In that dress with your hair up like that, you were truly the prettiest girl here.” She smiled so bright she was glowing in the dark.
“I love you, Joe.” My heart sank. I loved her very much but I knew my love for her wasn’t like her love for me. I knew she meant she loved me like I love Katie. I didn’t say anything for a long time.
“Ash……. I love you……….very much…….” I stuttered slowly.
“But your in love with some one else.” She finished for me looking down.
“I’m sorry baby girl.” I put my arm around her.
“It’s ok, I already knew that. I know you still love Abby.” Well that was partly true. I did have feelings for Abby too.
“Don’t be sad.” I kissed her again.
“I’m not sad,” she smiled at me and the glow was back in her again, “This has been the most amazing night of my life. Thank you for being honest with me. Some boys wouldn’t have been, right?”
“No they wouldn’t. They would lie and say they were in love with you, to get what they wanted.”
“Thank you,” she smiled bigger.
“I do love you Ash. Your so very special. I can’t imagine living ever again without you.” The words came out with out me thinking. I didn’t know were that statement had come from but I knew I meant every word.
“Thank you,” she said quietly tears in her eyes, smile never leaving her lips.
We drove home that night without another word. She held my free hand to her chest with both of hers, the whole ride home. I walked her up to the door and stopped her before we went inside. I leaned in and gave her one deep kiss. She looked up at me, blue eyes shining. She was glowing so strong in my eyes she lit up the whole street.
The next day started Christmas vacation. Lilly asked all kinds of questions about our night and Ash couldn’t keep the smile off her face. Lilly pulled me aside and thanked me for giving her the biggest smile she had seen on Ash in months. I just shrugged. I knew Lilly would adamantly disapprove of how I had given her that smile.
Monday afternoon I drove the parents to the airport. At the air port dad made sure to double check with me that I had all the phone numbers and info in case of an emergency. He told me he was putting a lot of trust in me and I better not let him down. I told him things would be fine and wished them fun on their trip.
Ash held my hand the whole ride home, we never spoke of what had happened the other night. It seemed like a far off dream. It had happened and brought us closer but we didn’t need to discuss it.
I made a light dinner for us that night. Ash was unusually quiet that night and I didn’t pry as to what was wrong. Instead I tried to make it a fun evening. We played card games and watched a movie. I let her stay up late and eat junk food like any good big brother would.
I went to bed that night thinking about the end of the formal. Remembering the end of the night had me stroking myself hard. The thought of Ash’s lips on my dick made me cum so with a vengeance. I cleaned myself up with an old shirt I kept next to the bed for such times. I was exhausted this orgasm had taken most of my energy out of me. It was after midnight when I heard a soft knock on the door. Only wearing my boxers I pulled the blanked up to my waist.
“What’s up baby girl?” I called to her.
Ashley came into my room. She was wearing a t-shirt and panties. She looked so good and I instantly got hard looking at those young legs. I was happy I had pulled the blanket up.
“I’m scared being alone in my room.” She said more timidly then I had ever heard her talk before.
“Why are you scared tonight? You sleep alone every night.”
“Yeah, but my sister and your dad are always home,” she said quietly. I understood what was in her tone, the last time she was in a situation where the parents left for a few days they never came back.
“Come here sweetheart,” I said to her and lifted up the covers. She looked at me and her eyes went big.
“Sorry,” I told her.
“No it’s ok,” she giggled as she climbed in bed with me. She laid down with her back to me and pushed herself up as tight as she could. I put my arm around her, wishing dick would go soft.
“That’s poking me in the back,” she said and began giggling hard.
“I can’t help it. Unless I roll over.”
“NO! Please keep your arm around me.”
“Ok then you’ll just have to live with me poking you.” She reached behind her grabbed me and shifted me into another position.
“There, that’s better,” she giggled uncontrollably now.
“For you maybe but now it will never go down.” I said it without thinking, I really didn’t mean it. She reached back and slipped her hand inside my boxers and began to stroke me.
“Does this help?” she asked still giggling. I moaned in response. I should have told her to stop again, but her little hand felt so good. It wasn’t like we hadn’t done this before so what was the big deal? I was justifying it to myself but I really wanted this. What we were doing seemed so naughty that I didn’t last long.
“I’m gonna……………… cum…………” I called out after a couple minutes. She spun around and pulled the waistband to my boxers down and took me into her mouth just as I started cuming. She took it all and sat straight up. She spun her head around looking almost panicky.
“Trash can…………” I managed and pointed by the bed. She moved in a flash and spit two or three times into the trash.
“I didn’t want a mess.”
“It’s fine. I love it when you do that.”
“Really?” she smiled.
“Yes now come here.” I kissed her deeply and laid her down next to me again. She rolled over with her back to me again. I put my arm around her holding her tight.
“Now that’s better, I can sleep now.” she giggled hysterically at this.
“You think your cute?” I asked.
“I know you think I’m cute.”
“I think your, a brat,” I said with a smile. She rolled over and started kissing me again. It started getting heavy and I could feel her heart beating against mine. I loved the feel of her chest on mine. She hadn’t developed a whole lot yet but it felt nice.
She pulled away from me and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She pulled it off only wearing a sport bra and panties. I wanted so badly to see her naked but I stopped her as she pulled on her bra.
“Why…..”she asked timidly thinking I was rejecting her. It took all of my will power to put things to a stop. I wanted so badly to take her virginity in that moment. I would give her mine and take hers. Two things stopped me. First I still held on to the hope that I would make love the first time to Katie. I loved Ash very much but I knew I wasn’t in love with her. It was more like a cross between a big brother and a star crossed lover.
The second reason I stopped is the reason I gave her. I told her we had taken things too far already. I said that I should have stopped her the other night when she began stroking me. She was like my little sister and I loved her to much to hurt her.
“How would you hurt me?” she asked softly.
“I truly believe that the first time you make love it should be with some one who is in love with you. Not just someone who loves you like a brother.”
“Playing around wont hurt me.” she said almost like it was a question.
“I’m not rejecting you Ash, I’m telling you, I find you so adorable and so wonderful, if we do more then what we have, I wont be able to control myself.”
“I understand,” she didn’t put her shirt back on but she laid down with her back to me again. This time I somehow managed not to be overly excited as I put my arm around her almost naked body and held her to me. I could feel her skin on my bare chest and feel her breathing. It didn’t take long before I drifted off to sleep.
Tuesday happened without incident. Ash and I got up and took our showers, meeting in the kitchen for breakfast. She wanted to cook something special for me. I told her not to make a big deal but he wouldn’t listen. She cooked eggs, pancakes and sausage. Breakfast was fun as we ate and joked.
We spent the better part of the day sitting on the couch watching movies. I let her pick the movies which made her happy. She put the first one in and snuggled up next to me. After the first movie we went to the kitchen and made sandwiches. Ash put in a second movie and we ate our sandwiches in the livingroom. After she ate she leaned against me and snuggled some more.
I woke up sometime later having fallen asleep during the chick flick Ash was watching. She lay with my head on my shoulder, she had slipped her hand up my shirt and was rubbing my chest in her sleep.
I let her sleep and turned off the VCR. I flipped channels for a while but couldn’t find something to watch. Ash finally woke from her nap around dinner time. We ate light, just having salads. After dinner she put in another movie and curled up with me.
After two movies we decided it was time for bed. We went to our separate rooms, I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into bed. I was thinking about Ash again. She was such a little angel and I felt really bad that I had screwed around with her. As guilty as I felt the thought of it still made me horny. I reached down and started stroking myself thinking of her. When I was close to cuming I grabbed the old shirt off the floor and shot a major blast into it. I was just dropping the shirt back to the floor when Ash knocked on my door.
“Come in, sweety.” Ash walked in only wearing a sport bra and a small pair of panties. My breath caught in my throat. For 13 she was so damn sexy.
“Can I………” she started and I lifted the covers up so she could climb into my bed.
“Thank you!” she squealed and jumped in bed. I managed to maintain myself as she wiggled right up to me as she had the night before. I put my arm around her and we fell to sleep.
Wednesday is when things completely changed between us. I realize that it was only a matter of time before this would’ve happened but, I still didn’t see it coming at the time.
We got up and showered and met for breakfast in the kitchen again. We had cereal and sat down in the livingroom for another day of movies and cuddling. We had just settled into another chick flick when the phone rang.
“I’ll get it,” Ash said jumping up and running to the phone. I couldn’t hear her conversation but a couple minutes later I could hear her crying. I walked up behind her and put my hand on her shoulder.
“Ash?” I questioned. She turned her head and gave me a questionable look, tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Ok, I’ll talk to Joey. I’m sure we be there.” She hung up the phone and sat down on the floor.
“Ash, what?” She couldn’t stop crying. It took her ten minutes to finally say a few words.
“It’s Sara………..” She said that it was Abby on the phone. She explained that Sara was in the hospital. That was all she managed to say. It was enough I grabbed my keys and shoes. Ash met me at the door with our jackets and we ran to the car.
We got there and I put my arm around Abby. I was really surprised that she let me do it. I asked her what happened, she took my hand and led me down the hall. The trouble had started the night of the winter formal.
“Sara disappeared for a while and I went to look for her. When I found her she was on the ground near the arts building.” I swallowed hard. If Sara had been out at the arts building, that meant she could’ve seen Ash and I.
“When I found her she was holding her stomach and crying,” Abby continued, “She wouldn’t tell me what had happened to make her start crying. All she would say is that she saw something. She said she had been running away when she had fallen over.” I felt really bad now. She had seen us. I didn’t realize Sara had felt so strongly as to be in tears over me and Ash.
“Sara had landed on her stomach and skinned her knee. When I picked her up she said that she hurt really bad where she had landed on her stomach.” Abby’s tears came heavier.
“I figured it was from the fall and she would be ok tomorrow. I took her home and put her to bed. The next morning I went to check on her but she wouldn’t wake up. I went to get mom and dad they couldn’t get her up either.” Abby was fully sobbing now. I hugged her.
“Don’t!” she said pulling away from me, “We came here Saturday afternoon and we haven’t gone home.”
“How come you didn’t call sooner? You know the girls are best friends.”
“We thought we wouldn’t call until things got better. But this morning they told us that there was nothing left for them to do. She not going to make it.”
“What did they say happened?” I asked tearing up now too. Sara was a cool kid. I didn’t want to lose her.
“I don’t have all the technical details. The doctors talked to mom and dad. All they really told us was it was some kind of complication with the pregnancy. They did some kind of emergency surgery on Saturday. I guess it she didn’t pull through like they hoped. All that matters is that my little sister is going to…… to………”
“You don’t have to say the word,” I grabbed her and held her to me. I wouldn’t let her push me away again. Luckily she didn’t try again. We held each other and she cried into my shoulder. Ash came out of the room and I put my arm around her too. Ash cried on my other shoulder. I found out later as Abby was telling me what had happened Sara’s mom had sat Ash down and explained things to her.
We stayed at the hospital all day Wednesday through early Thursday morning. I tried to get Ash to leave for just a little while to get some air and eat something. She wouldn’t budge, she said that no matter what she was going to be there for her best friend until the end. I admired her loyalty and heart. If I hadn’t already loved her I would have fallen then. It only made me love her more to see her love for her friend.
I left the room after midnight going outside. I needed air myself and I thought I would give the family a little space. There were a number of family members there with Sara. Abby walked outside an hour later and spotted me. It looked like she was trying to decide what to do before she finally walked over to me. She pulled my arm around her and laid her head on my shoulder.
“This doesn’t mean anything’s changed,” She told me, “I just really need to be held.”
“It’s fine. I don’t want to talk about us anymore,” I told her honestly, “I just want to be here for you and Sara right now.”
“Thank you,” she said quietly as if it almost bothered her to say those two words to me, “As much as I hate you, Sara really adored you. As much as I don’t want to admit it, you were always good to her.”
“Can we have a truce on the anger?” I asked, “I told you I’m done with the “Us” stuff. Can we try to just be nice to each other?”
“Your right. It’s been long enough,” She started crying, “Sara loved you the least I can do is be nice to you for her.”
We didn’t speak anymore we just sat on the bench holding each other.
Sara never woke up, Ash sat holding her hand until the end. I was completely lost in guilt. I was to young at the time to understand all the medical reasons for what happened, but it was explained that this would have happened whether she fell or not. I remember thinking something was wrong with her at the dance. I had tried to tell Abby about it.
I hated that her last moments had been seeing Ash and me together. I didn’t know Sara liked me or Ash for that matter in a way that would upset her. I still felt like it as all my fault.
Sara passed away Thursday morning. Abby had just returned to the room and I sat on a bench outside the door. The girls held each other and cried. I left them there and walked down stairs to the hospital church. I’m not at all what you would call religious but I walked into the church that morning and had a long talk with god. I asked him how he could do this to such a little angel. I didn’t get an answer.
I took Ash out to breakfast before going home Thursday. We sat quietly eating pancakes. She cried the whole time, tears running down her angelic face. It broke my heart that their was nothing I could do to make the pain stop for her. Ash fell asleep on the ride home. I picked her up like a small child and carried her into the house laying her down on her bed. I kissed her forehead and closed her door. I went and laid down on the couch drifting off to sleep myself.
I awoke in the evening, Ash was lying on top of me. At some point she had joined me on the couch pulling a blanket over us. I was just happy to look at her sweet face with out tears filling her eyes. I gazed at her for a while until her eye opened. She looked at me and gave me a half smile. I leaned over and kissed her gently to show her things were going to be ok.
We got up and I started to make dinner. I warmed a bunch of left overs that needed to be eaten before they went bad. We ate with out saying much. I didn’t know how to feel right now. I felt bad for Ash, losing someone else she really cared about. I felt guilty for what we did to Sara. I never told Ash that Sara had seen us that night. I didn’t want her to have the same guilt over it that I did. I felt bad for everything that had gone on this year for Ash it seemed like one tragedy after another. After dinner we went back to the living room and cuddled on the couch watching tv.
We decided to go to bed early tonight. I stripped down to my boxers as I did every day. I was tired more emotionally then physically. I lay there waiting for the knock on the door that finally came an hour later.
“Come in.” I called to her. I held up the covers before she even entered the room. She slipped in and wiggled up to me. I slipped my arm around her. Tears welled up in her eyes again.
“Please don’t cry,” I whispered to her.
“I can’t stop. She was barley older then me.” I pulled her tighter.
“I keep thinking if it were me, there are so many things I would never have done yet. Things I would be missing out on.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“Love, and making love,” She rolled over facing me, “I don’t want to die without ever making love.” She kissed me.
I pulled out of this kiss. I pressed my forehead against hers and looked into her eyes. I knew this moment was really big for her and how I handled it could hurt her. I knew enough about girls to know when they got curious about sex, they could potentially do something that could get them physically hurt as emotionally. Just like Sara had. Here she was in my bed asking me to make love to her. As I said earlier I should have seen this coming long before now. I made the decision right there looking into those eyes. I knew I couldn’t say no to her but I had to.
“Ash I love you. Very, very much,” I kissed her softly, “I’m still technically a virgin too.”
“Really?” she asked genuinely surprised, “You never told me that in all the times we talked about sex stuff. I thought you and Abby…….I thought that’s why she got so mad when she thought you cheated on her.”
“No. That’s not why she was so mad. To prove to her mom that we weren’t having sex, she let the doctor examine her in an extremely personal way. She only did it to because she loved me and didn’t want her mom to stop us from seeing each other. She put a lot of trust in me, to her I betrayed that trust.”
“I get it,” she blushed, “I accidently broke mine already. But I don’t want to talk about it.”
“It’s ok,” I told her. I knew that happened with a lot of girls.
“I was just thinking that if were both virgins…………..we……… could………..help……..each other………. not be………” She said pausing between words.
“Ash, I can’t.” I could see the tears form in her eyes. She rolled around not facing me anymore
“I’m sorry I just thought you………… would for me. Because you love me and ……” Her tears were rolling down her cheeks again, “I know your not in love with me but I don’t think I will ever meet someone who treats me with as much love as you give me………. and I love you so much.” My heart was breaking as she cried. This poor girl had been through so much this year. Her parents, her old life, and her new best friend all gone.
“Ash, I don’t feel right about taking your virginity. I will promise you two things right now.” She turned her head and looked at me.
“I want you to wait until you’re a little older. If you still feel for me like you do right now in 3 years, I’ll show you how much I love you.”
“Three years!” She exclaimed, “That’s so long to wait.”
“Let me finish,” I told her, “On your 16th birthday if you still feel like you do now I will make love to you. I want you to really make sure this is what you want. This has been a hard year for both of us. I’ve gone through a number of things I haven’t told you about as well as everything else.”
“Ok, I guess I can wait for you. You’ll see my love wont change. It’s just that right now I’m so…….. I don’t know. I just need to be loved.”
“That brings me to my second promise, I made a decision tonight,” I paused taking a breath, here it was, “I can’t resist you for 3 years. I love you so deeply like a brother, but I’m also wildly attracted to you.”
“So I’m confused,” she said quietly, “Are we going to………?”
“I’ve decided that I’m willing to let you have me in every other way except intercourse if that’s what you want.”
“I want. If we can be with each other that way I can wait 3 years.” She turned to me again smiling.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I kissed her hard, she through her tongue in my mouth and I returned mine to hers. It was like we were melting into each other. I pulled her so tight to me I thought I would crack her in half. This just fueled her passion. I pulled away from her face bitting her lower lip and pulling it with me, she moaned. I moved to her neck, kissing and licking passionately. She moaned and squealed with pleasure. I gently moved her to a sitting position lowering my hands to the bottom of her shirt.
I moved off her neck only long enough to slide her shirt up her body and off her. I began running my hands over her breasts though her bra. She moaned wrapping her arms around my neck. I leaned back again long enough to remove her bra. I gazed just for a moment at her naked breasts. She had a full b-cup already. I returned my kissing to her chest.
I could feel her heart beating rapidly under my lips as I kissed her chest and shoulders. She needed to feel not just loved, but alive tonight. I had always thought making love on the day a loved one died wasn’t a sign of disrespect. It was a way of two loved ones to celebrate life. I actually pulled that thought out of a book I read once, but I thought it was really true.
As I kissed Ash I was trying to show her that love she so desperately needed today. I took my time kissing her so she could feel every bit of it, her heart beat, breathing, and physical pleasure.
I had never once felt like this with Abby. I loved her in a way but as I’ve said before it wasn’t like I loved Katie. Tonight I realized I never truly loved Abby. I had never before felt the feelings of love I felt for the beautiful goddess under me now. I felt sadden by that realization. It was only at that moment I finally gave her up. Abby was a great and wonderful girl but she wasn’t Katie or Ashley.
I finally gave Ash what she was looking for as I moved lower and kissed her breasts. I was holding the right one gently squeezing her nipple when I brought my lips to her left nipple. Under me her body seized up and she arched her back. She cried out as her body shook.
“Thank you,” She moaned, “I thought I’d had an orgasm before, but that was my first real one.” She took both of her hands and placed them on the sides of my head pulling me up to her face. I kissed her again.
“That was the best moment of my life,” she breathed out the words though kisses.
“Were not done,” I told her and moved back down her body.
“I don’t know if I can take more tonight, that was intense.”
“Sssshhh.” I said returning to kiss her right breast this time. I hadn’t had enough of her yet. I couldn’t get enough tonight. I just prayed that I had the will power to stop myself from taking her virginity when the time came.
I opened my mouth and took her nipple inside, I sucked on it using my teeth very slightly to clamp down on it. She cried out again. While sucking her breasts I slid my hand up her leg and began rubbing her pussy through her panties.
“Oh go, oh, oh, oh god, oh god,” she cried out. I gently ran my hands across the sides of her hips slowly removing her panties. Once pulled down her legs to her knees I slid two fingers inside her. Her body began to buck slightly.
“Jesus fucking god,” she cried out. I paused for a moment, I had never heard her utter a single swear before. I drove my fingers deeper, driving her into a thrusting frenzy.
I started moving down the bed kissing her sexy flat stomach. This was driving her wild with anticipation. She was thrusting so hard against my fingers I didn’t need to move them myself I just let her work her own pleasure. I slowed my kissing of her body just past her belly button. I moved really slow kissing this area for a long time.
I had never gone this slow with any girl before. I had of course done this, but never this gently and passionately. With Katie it was always hurried because we both knew we couldn’t be together. I also didn’t have this level of self control a year and a half ago with her. I would have came at least twice by now back then.
With Abby things had always been more animalistic. I could have slowed down like this and savored every inch of her but she wouldn’t have wanted it that way. She always wanted things raw, fast and hard. Not to mention in public as much as possible.
I finally moved lower removing my fingers and letting my tongue taste the first sweet juices flowing out of her. I once wrote that he mystery girls pussy had been the sweetest pussy ever. It didn’t compare to Ash. Hers was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted.
The moment I placed my tongue on her clit she tensed up again, arching her back higher this time. Her orgasm was so strong she squirted sightly right on my face. For and instant I thought I finally knew how Katie had felt all the times I had cum on her.
“JESUS GOD FUUUUUUUUUUUKING LORD!” She yelled out. Her juices were running down my face. She tasted so wonderful I thrust my tongue deep inside her, drilling in as far as it would go. She hadn’t come down from her orgasm yet and I was digging inside her seeking more and more of that sweet taste.
“OOOOOOOOHHHH GOD!” She screamed this time as her 3rd orgasm took her over. Her hips were bucking on my face, her hands reached down grabbing the back of my head as she squirted more on my face.
“Ok,” She panted, “Enough. I cant take anymore.” I slid up to her face and kissed her. I thought for a minute she would be grossed out kissing me with her juices on my face, but she kissed me hard digging her tongue into my mouth.
“Did I do good?” I asked with a smile, thinking back the winter formal.
“You did good,” she grinned ear to ear, “I think I’m a puddle of goo now.” I kissed her again melting into her lips.
We kissed for a few minutes when I felt a hand slide into my boxers.
“You don’t have to do that,” I told her, “Tonight was about you.”
“Shhhh,” she grinned, “Were not done yet.” I laid on my back and closed my eyes. She moved down on the bed and removed my boxers. I was expecting a hand job with her sucking out my cum like she had done the past two times, instead as soon as my boxers were off I felt warm and wet across my cock. I looked down to see her sweet angelic face sucking me. It felt awesome.
I closed my eyes again and drifted off in the feeling. This was the first time she had really given me a full blowjob. It was one of the best of my life. As much as I hated to admit it. But when Katie had done it I was younger and less experienced so it had never lasted that long. With Abby she didn’t put in the loving care that Ash was doing. This was amazing.
“Ash, get ready baby,” I told her. She lifted her eye to meet my gaze and sucked harder. That pushed me over. I came so much cum into her mouth. She took all of it looking me in the eyes and swallowed.
I was surprised she hadn’t done that in the past. She had let me finish in her mouth then spit.
“Wow, that was incredible!” I cried out.
“Your still up,” she said holding my cock.
“It’s such a turn on when a beautiful girl swallows,” I told her. To me that was a true statement. For some reason I registered the swallowing as a true act of love and hence was a turn on for me.
“But neither one of us can sleep if your still hard,” she giggle and put her mouth back down on me.
“Oh god,” I moaned out, “You don’t have to”
“You gave me 3,” she said smiling going back to work.
I was done after two that night. After all the effort we had both put into giving each other pleasure we both were completely exhausted. When I was done the second time she scooted herself up the bed into my arms. I held her there as we lay naked. I kissed the back of her neck as we drifted off to sleep.

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