d school was out so there wasn’t any homework to worry about.
After my shower, I put on a thin nightshirt that came to just above my knees
and a pair of panties, just like I always did. I kissed Daddy goodnight, went
to my room and text messaged my friends until I got sleepy. I never heard him
open the door to my room. I didn’t wake up until I heard him call me and felt
his lips on my forehead.

           “Baby
Girl, it’s time.”

           He
always called me that. He was in my bed, holding me in his strong arms. I woke
up dazed, confused and a little bit scared.

           I
must have been deeply asleep for a long time. All the lights were off but there
were a lot of candles flickering about my room. Some soft music I had never
heard before was playing on my CD player. I could smell the same sweet delicate
odor I used to smell coming from the master bedroom on some nights when Mom was
still alive.

           He
kissed my forehead again.

           “Daddy,”
I screamed and tried to push him away. “What are you doing? Time? Time for
what?”

           He
was too strong to push away so I tried to pull away from him and jump out of
bed but he was too quick and too strong. It was like he knew what I was going
to do before I did it. As I struggled and screamed he just held me, not enough
to hurt but enough to make sure I couldn’t get away.

           “It’s
time for you to learn about the pleasure that comes from men and women sharing
their bodies with each other. Do you understand what I’m saying to you, Baby
Girl?”

           Of
course I understood. I was young but I wasn’t stupid.

           “No”
I screamed at him. “You’re my father. You, you can’t do this to me Daddy.
Fathers aren’t supposed to going around raping their daughters. Stop. Let me
go. Let me go!”

           I
fought him. At least I tried. He held me so close that my punches didn’t have
any force. I couldn’t get any power behind my kicking and kneeing either. My
nails were far too short to be effective weapons. I even tried to bite him.
Nothing worked. Just because he was an independent software analyst working out
of a home office didn’t mean he was a wimp. He was strong, agile, and fast.

           His
voice finally penetrated my brain through my screams. He was calmly whispering,
“Honey, it’s going to happen. It’s going to happen.”

           Those
words sent a chill through me and took all my strength away. As far back as I
could remember, those five words had always settled everything, good or bad.
They ended all discussion, dispute or disagreement. Any further struggle or
protest would be futile. I knew my daddy was going to rape me and there wasn’t
anything I could do stop him.

           “Go
ahead, rape me. I’ll tell the police and go to court and hope you rot in jail.”
I screamed at him and called him all the names a thirteen year old knew. The
tears turned from a trickle to a flood.

           He
just held me for a moment. Then he whispered, “Baby Girl, you can hate me all
you want for as long as you want, but I want your first time to be a good time
with someone who loves you and knows what he is doing. I don’t want you ripped
open by some pimply faced kid who isn’t concerned about you and who just wants
to get his rocks off so he can brag to his buddies.”

           “Sure,”
I tried to spit in his face. “This is just for me. What a great first time,
being raped by my father. You’re just a dirty old man who gets off on raping
young girls and it’s even better if it’s your daughter!”

           He
chuckled. Can you imagine that? He chuckled!

           “Oh,
Baby Girl, of course I’ll enjoy you. I am after all a man, but if all I wanted
was a little bit of chicken I could buy all it off the street.”

           Then
he began to softly stroke my hair. His touch was the same gentle fatherly touch
I had felt all of my life. His kisses on my forehead and cheek were the same as
they had always been.

           Daddy
lifted my chin. I could feel his looking at me but I kept my eyes squeezed
tightly shut. I didn’t want to see him. I wanted to die. The tears continued to
flow down my cheeks even though I had stopped sobbing. His soft lips tenderly
kissed my eyes. “Kissing the tears away” was what he used to call it when I
would run to him crying because I’d fallen or something had frightened me.

           My
conscience mind rebelled as he continued to kiss my eyes and cheeks but another
part felt safe, warm and even secure. I smiled and hated myself for it as he
nibbled the end of my nose as he did when I was just a little kid. His lips
tenderly brushed against my own before his tongue gently parted them.

           I
had been kissed by boys a few times before but this was different. The boys
about my age tried to mash your face in. The older boys seemed like they were
trying to choke you with their tongues. My daddy wasn’t like that. His kiss was
an invitation. I found myself unclenching my teeth to welcome his tongue into
my mouth. He didn’t go much further past my teeth before pulling back and
lovingly running his tongue along my lips. My own tongue followed his and when
they touched, a circuit somewhere in my body closed. A current shot through me.
He sucked my tongue into his own mouth, released it, and kissed my bottom lip
and then my neck.

           A
soft moan escaped from my parted lips. My body squirmed.

           One
hand embraced me while the other soothingly caressed my shoulders, then my
back. He traced my spine to my butt. His fingers lightly traced the fissure of
my rear before stroking the back of my thigh. He wasn’t groping blindly. He
moved up my side and cradled one of my small breasts in one hand while lowering
his head to the other.

           I
was still wearing my nightshirt but I could feel the pressure of his lips as he
took my nipple into his mouth. Another circuit closed and fire shot through me.
My nipples were so hard. I couldn’t breath.

           “Daddy,
no, this is wrong.” I was gasping.

           Tightening
his lips around my nipple he began flicking it with his tongue, completely
ignoring my protest. He nibbled and sucked my little A-cup breasts, moving his
mouth from one to the other. His free hand roamed all over me, caressing me,
stroking my back, thighs, butt and stomach. Touching me, touching me
everywhere, I clinched my legs and found my panties wet. I didn’t want him to
touch me down there but tightening my thighs made my soaked panties push and
rub against my opening sending throbbing pulses through me.

           Moving
quicker than even I thought he could move, he grabbed the waist band of my
panties and pulled them down to my knees. He knelt beside me and with one
strong arm he lifted my legs and bent me almost double. I couldn’t do anything
as he pulled my panties off.

           He
shifted his position again. My screams of protest turned to guttural moans as
the lips that once covered my nipples pushed back the protective hood of the
little button hidden in the folds between my legs. His tongue circled that
bundle of nerves and I lifted my hips to his mouth. I had never felt anything
like that before. My body shuddered and I could feel juices flowing out of me.
I just kept gasping and moaning as he lapped my slit. I could hear him softly
slurping as he drank from me. His tongue wandered everywhere down there. It
pushed and circled my button, traced my lips before pushing against the little
flap of skin that blocked the entrance to my tunnel. He licked me up and down.
Sometimes he’d force the hood back and take my button between his lips, sucking
it hard while stabbing it with the tip of his tongue.

           My
body was on fire. My blood was boiling and my mind confused. He’d let my legs
down but I kept them as wide apart as I could for him. I’d grab his head to
pull him away only to push him to another spot where I needed his lips and
tongue. My lips would form the word “No” but it would only come out “Oh-h” as
I’d lift my hips and push against his face. I wanted him to stop, honest I did,
but I knew I would die if he did.

           “Daddy,
Daddy, oh, please, right there, right there, Oh-h Daddy.”

           I
felt the bed move as he shifted his weight. I thought I heard a snapping sound.
Later I figured out he was removing his pajama bottoms, but all I knew then was
that his head was no longer between my thighs and I was still burning.

           Opening
my eyes, I saw his face glistening with the liquid from my kitten. He lowered
his fact to mine and kissed me. I thought I would be repulsed but it wasn’t
gross at all. I could taste and smell me on his face. Our tongues played again.
I was ashamed by the pleasure I felt as we explored each others mouths. I liked
my juice from his cheek and joyfully received his tongue, sucking on it has he
did mine.

           He
took my bottom lip between his own and as he nibbled it I felt something hard
pressing between the folds of my kitten’s slit. His strong hands were holding
my legs wide open. I knew what that hard probing thing was but before I could
move, before I could panic, before I could even take a deep breath, I felt a
sharp stabbing pain.

           He
was in me. He was in me. Sliding into me. Deeper, deeper. Stretching me,
forcing me open for the first time. Hard, so hard, thick, thick, and going
deeper into me. Filling me. Filling me up. My daddy’s dick was filling me up.
His hands keeping my legs apart, so wide apart. Making me take all of him
inside of me. Slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, but never stopping. In me, in me.
Colored flashbulbs firing without pattern in my mind

           “Daddy!
Daddy! Daddy! Oh! Oh! Oh, Daddy!”

           Stretching,
stretching. So big, so hard and thick and deep inside of me. All the way up
inside of me. I’m full, I’m so full.

           He
eased my legs down but I couldn’t move. I lay pinned to the bed with him
between my legs and totally inside of me. I was panting like a dog on a hot
July day. My body was quivering and shaking. With each twitch I could feel him
within of me.

           Shifting
his weight again, he began to slowly pull out of me. I was still gasping but I
though it was over. I was glad but sort of disappointed. I had expected more.
It didn’t hurt a lot, but I didn’t see any big deal.

           When
he was a little more than half way out he slowly started to push it back into
me again.

           “O-o-o
Daddy,” I moaned as I felt his hardness filling me once more. Again, he was all
the way inside of me. Then he began pulling back. When he began his push again,
I was prepared for it. I held my breath as he thrust into me.

           The
pattern was established. Slowly he would pull back to slowly push in to slowly
pull back, over and over again. I began to rock with him, to open my legs
wider. I began to savor the feeling of fullness of him inside me. I was so wet.
I could feel it running from my slit and trickling between the cheeks of my
behind. I began lifting my hips to meet his thrusts.

           I
needed him in me. I needed that thick hard flesh stuffed inside of me. I ground
myself into him. Pushing hard against him, gasping each time he plunged into
me. He would pull almost completely out of me before unhurriedly slipping it
in. He was making me crazy.

           “Faster
Daddy. Harder, harder. Put it deep in me Daddy, deep in me.”

           He
heard me and started driving his hard shaft into me faster and faster.

           “Yes,
yes, Daddy,” I screamed. I moaned. I felt a series of spasms rocking my body as
he FUCKED me. Yes, I knew the word. I had heard it before but now I really knew
what it meant. I could feel him pounding into me. My breasts were bouncing from
the force of his thrusts. His big dick, so hard and thick, slamming into me. My
body was out of control. The muscles of my tunnel were contracting around his
thickness. My legs wide open but my feet on the bed driving my hips up to meet
him. I was screaming “Daddy, Daddy” again and again. I was crying, dieing,
gasping, tearing at him, whimpering.

           Faster…Faster…Harder…

           I
could hear him moaning “Baby Girl, oh my Baby Girl.”

           He
seemed to grow harder and push even deeper into my newly opened gash. His
strokes were long and hard. I could feel his balls slapping against me. We were
both moaning and screaming. My legs were stretched so wide I didn’t have any
leverage to grind my tight slippery slot against him, but I wanted to. Boy, how
I wanted to. I wanted to get every one of his pile-driving thrusts as deep into
me as I could.

           “Daddy,
Daddy, Daddy!”

           “Baby
Girl, so tight, so sweet Oh, Oh!”

           He
rammed into me hard, hesitated a second and then slammed into me again.

           “Ahh,
ahh, Oh, shit,” he screamed. A sob came from his parted lips. I felt him
tremble inside me as he exploded. His body shuddered. I felt even fuller as he
spilled his juice. He didn’t move. He stayed rammed up inside me as he fired
load after load.

           As
he began to gently kiss my face, I could feel the overflow seeping out of me as
he softened. He stroked my hair. Daddy told me how much he loved me and how
well I had moved from virgin hood.

           Finally,
he slipped totally out of me. He moved from between my thighs and lay beside me
holding my hand. We didn’t speak. The soft music was still playing as the
candles flickered. A musky odor now mingled with the sweet smell of incense.

           I
felt warm and peaceful but every muscle was tired for the exertion. I was
exhausted. My kitten, or was it now a cat, felt battered and sore, but still
tingled pleasantly. I had to pee but didn’t think my legs could hold me.

           Rolling
over, I laid my head on my Daddy’s chest. I slowly rubbed his taunt muscled
stomach. I was curious. I wanted to see and touch what he had put inside of me
but I wasn’t quite ready.

           “Daddy?”

           “Yes,
Baby Girl.”

           “After
I go to the bathroom and rest a little, can we do that again?”

to the door and rang the door bell. Jared answered the door and I walked in. Jared introduced me to this girl Ashley. She was the mother of one of the girls that Michelle watches. She had been kicked out of her parents house and was spending a few weeks with my brother untill she could get back on her feet.

That night we were watching a movie. Sometime in the middle of the movie Michelle insisted we brake out the alcohol and play some games. We had been playing games for about an hour when Ashley said we should all go out to the pool in the backyard and skinny dip. It didn't take Jared anytime to go jump in the pool naked. I started to get in when the girls said that they would be right back. While we were waiting for them Jared was telling me how much he wanted to get with Ashley. If only Michelle would let him be.

Well, the girls finally made it outside and before they got nude they stepped into the pool and jumped right back out. They said it was too cold for them. They decided to go get on the trampoline tipsy and started jumping. Jared started pissing and moaning how it wasn't fair. That they were just cock teases. Ashley then said that if we stood up and struted our stuff they would come over to us and put their boobs in our face and let us touch and lick them. Well, Jared jumped right up and started struting. I wasn't sure if this was something I wanted to do or not. Jared walked over to me and told me to do this for the team. So I got up and did my little strut. The girls then stumbled off of the trampoline and came up to the pool. They took their shirts off. Michelle stood in front of Jared and Ashley stood in front of me. I started touching Ashley's tits and licking them. Ashley grabed my dick and started playing with it. I would have to say that I am just an average guy.  I am about 6'1 and 300 pounds.  Ok, so not average in the weight area, I am a big guy.  My cock on the other hand I would say was average.  I am just over 6 inches when fully hard.  With Ashley starting to jerk me off it didn't take me long to get fully erect.  It felt so good having her hands on me.  I just wanted to pull Ashley's shorts off and stick my cock inside her.  Well, Jared asked if they would switch places, but Michelle didn't seem to keen on him licking all over Ashley. I had wished that they would have switched. I just had this huge facination with Michelle. I don't know why I did, I just did.  While licking Ashley's nipples, I slipped my hand down her shorts.  She was a bit supprised by this.  Probably from the cold water I had on my hand.  I was shocked to feel that she was clean shaven.  Ashley opened her legs up a little for me and when I found her clit I started to rub it softly and slowly in little circles.  I just closed my eyes started thinking that she was Michelle. My cock started to hurt, I was harder than I ever could remember.

It wasn't long before we went back inside the house. Jared put some sweat pants on and I put my gym shorts and t-shirt back on.  Michelle grabed everyone more shot glasses and we started drinking again. Everyone was really starting to get lit. I tried not to drink that much, because I didn't want to end up throwing up like I always do.

Well, as we were sitting in the living room drinking and talking, Jared got up and put a porno on. Ashley's big thing was she kept saying that no man had ever given her an orgasam. Aparently Ashley had only been with two guys before and they just cared about getting themselves off and not worrying anything about her.  Jared told her that he knew how to please a woman. Ashley must have liked what all Jared was telling her because she started rubbing his leg and cock on the outside of his pants. Jared looked over at Michelle to she if she had seen this. I guess Michelle had a few too many shots because she was lying back on the couch and looked like she was passed out. Jared got up and walked over to her and he heard he mumble somethings he couldn't make out.  Jared paid her no attention and went back over to where Ashley was on the floor and started to kiss her. I just sat on a chair and acted like I wasn't paying attention to them.  After a few minutes of them making out, and Jared trying to take off Ashley's shirt and shorts she got up and told Jared she couldn't do this.  Jared asked her what her problem was.  She told him that his wife was passed out on the couch and his brother was just sitting in a chair watching them.  She then walked over to me and told me the only way she would fuck Jared would be if I eat Michelle out while she watched. In my mind I wanted to get right on that. I just kind of looked at her and then my brother as to see what I should do. Jared just looked at me and said please man, for me. I don't care if you eat her out. It's not like your going to fuck her.

I just sat there in my chair wondering what I should do.  I wanted so badly to eat Michelle out, but with my brother right there watching?  So, I got up from my chair and went over to the couch where Michelle was lying.  I sat down on the end of it by her feet.  I reached up and grabbed the waistband of the gym shorts she was wearing and started to pull them down her legs and then off of her.  I was glad to see that she didn't have any underware on. Unlike Ashely though, Michelle was very hairy all around her pussy.  I was shocked.  For someone that seemed like a high maintance woman she had a bush.  I looked over at Jared and Ashley and she had just taken his sweatpants off and started giving him a blowjob. Before I started on Michelle I reached up and rolled her shirt up over her breasts and kind of covered her face.

I started out touching and exploring her pussy. After about 5 minutes of that, I climbed up on Michelle a little and started to suck on her tits. I then slowly, very slowly licked and kissed my way down her stomach to her pussy. I put my hands up on her pussy and parted her lips so I could lick her up and down.  She tasted so good.  Michelle start to let out some soft moans. My cock was getting hard again and was starting to hurt. I just kept doing all that I could to please her. I started to focus in on her clit while I was fingering her. It didn't take long for me to send her over the edge. She just erupted with pleasure.  It took all of my energy to keep from blowing my load in my shorts. I just kept licking up all of her jucies.

When I got done I looked over on the floor to see that Jared and Ashley had vanished. I got up and walked over to Jared's bedroom. The door was closed, but I could hear Ashley moaning. I knew what was going on. As I walked back down the hall I was getting ready to walk in the bathroom so I could jack off. When I got in the bathroom I sat down on the edge of the bathtub.  I pulled my shorts down and I grabbed my cock and started to slowly jerk my self off thinking about what I had just done with my sister in law.  It was then that I started to think there was no reason I needed to jack off in here.  I thought I would go out to the couch and jerk off on Michelle.  I would spray my cum all over her tits.

I walked back over to where Michelle was.  When I saw her body just lying there on the couch with nothing on but the t-shirt I had over her head I no longer wanted to jerk off on her.  I wanted to fuck her.  I stood there for a few minutes contemplating if I should do this or not. I just couldn't take it any more. I took my shirt and shorts off. I grabed the shirt on Michelle's face and carfully and gently pulled it off of her. She was mumbling things I couldn't understand.  I grabed Michelle's right leg and moved it off of the couch to where her foot was now on the ground.  Doing this spread her legs enough for me to be able to fuck her.  I just kind of laid on top of her. I leaned over her and started to kiss her. I was shocked when she started to return the favor and kiss me back.  I laid there on top of her not believeing this was going to happen. Michelle spread her legs a little more to my supprise.  I reached down to feel that she was still preaty wet from when I made her cum earlier. I reached down and grabed my cock. There was just enough light in the room from the T.V. to help me line it up to her pussy, but before putting it in I just teased her with it.  I would slid it up and down her slit and start to put it in, but then pull back.  She was just moaning with pleasure.  I then slowly started to slid it into her.  I couldn't believe how tight she was. As I slid in a little more I couldn't help but feel how hot she was either.  I finally got all the way into her.  I wanted to just stay like this forever. I just let my cock lay in her for a minute or so. I then slowly started to slid out of her and then back into her. I started fucking her slowly. After a little time had passed I picked up speed, eventually giving her all I was worth. I didn't care anymore about her feelings or her getting off.  I was now in this for myself.  I could hear my balls slam into her ass everytime I plunged back inside of her. I could feel that it wouldn't be long before I blew my load. Before I came I wanted to try to go deeper. I grabed Michelle's legs and lifted them up and bent them in towards her and had them rest on my shoulders. I started back up fucking her. This new position must have really sent her over the edge because I felt her pussy tighten up and she just orgasmed. This sent me over the edge and I plunged in her as deep as I could go. I felt my eyes start to roll back and I just emptied my cum inside of her. I felt like I was going to pass out. When I was finished I just collapsed on top of her. My semi-hard cock was still just slightly inside of her. When I came to I sat up on the couch and just looked Michelle over. I just couldn't believe that I was seeing my cum dripping out of my sister in-laws pussy.

I must have set there for about an hour just looking her over and sucking on her tits and kissing her. It was then that I could feel my cock start to get hard again. I knew I had to take the chance while I still had it. I didn't know if Michelle would wake up or not, but I wanted to try a different position. I started to pick her up. She was still passed out. I sat her up and bent her over the couch. I spread her legs out and slid my cock into her. Michelle was still full of my cum, so that made a nice lubrication. This time I lasted a lot longer. We fucked for probably 30 minutes before I felt my orgasm comming. Just like before I burried myself as deep as I could go and just let it flow. I looked down between her legs to see my cum running down the inside of her thighs. I was in heaven.

After I got done that time I just wanted to go to sleep. I laid Michelle down on the floor. I got beside her and just fell asleep with her in my arms.

At about 7 in the morning I was awoken to the sun shinning in through the window. I opened my eyes to see Michelle still sleeping in my arms. I had thought it was all a dream. I placed my hand down on the inside of her legs by her pussy and felt my dried, sticky cum.  I am glad it wasn't dream. I started to kiss Michelle on the back of the neck and back. I was already hard and wanted to see if I could fuck her again. Just then, she started to wake up.......................to be continued! if well liked.

that was really wonderful. I didn't stop him when he slid his hand into my panties under my skirt and felt how wet I was. I was soon coming as he did something I never expected -- slid his finger into my vagina and started sliding it in and out. Oh god so that was what fucking must feel like.

And I had opened his belt and zipper and pushed down his BVDs. I had never done that before, but now I had in mind what had happened with my brother. I took his cock out and started rubbing. It wasn't long before we were both a mess with his sperm.

We both snuck home that night without being discovered, despite an obvious stain on my skirt and one on his shirt. I told him he'd better volunteer to do the laundry.

============

Mom and Dad went away for a weekend, so Paul and I didn't wait five minutes before we hopped into the shower together. He'd been getting pretty far with my friend Carol, though they both swore they hadn't had sex yet. Anyway, the pleasure of being washed by such a gorgeous man was still intense. We took our time lathering each other's backs. Then facing each other, I scrubbed his wonderful chest as his hands slid over my breasts. That sure was wonderful. My nipples were hard and I could feel myself getting aroused inside.

He knelt down in front of me, first kissing and sucking on my nipples, then kissing my tummy. As he was washing my thighs he started to kiss my pubic hair. Oh my Oh my OH MY. Before he started washing my pussy, his tongue licked my pussy lips and I could feel warm slippery juices running down my leg with the water. I had to lean against the wall, I was getting so weak in the knees. He was licking between my lips now. Then two fingers were up inside me, fucking me, oh yessssss. What had Carol been teaching him? Oh yessss. I was crying out with pleasure.

After he knew I was satisfied, he stood up and I finished washing him. I knelt down to wash his feet and legs and especially his wonderful cock and his balls. I wasn't exactly sure how to do this, but after the water had rinsed him off, I tentatively kissed his penis at the tip, while I was holding it with my hand. I knew what I had to do but, once again, I was nervous. I tried putting a little bit in my mouth. Paul moaned and, well, I didn't die. I pushed my face down over it more and started bobbing my head so it went in and out of my mouth. It was Paul that was leaning against the wall and moaning now. Then he said, "Look out, I'm cumming," and pulled himself out of my mouth. Sperm started squirting everywhere again including on my face. I don't know why, but I wanted him to finish in my mouth. I took his cock back in and felt the last spasms of sweet tasting cum in my throat.

=============

We both had dates that night and I gave Mark the same favor. Boy was he surprised. He gave me the pleasure of his finger and we both got totally naked for the first time, but he wouldn't lick my pussy. I went home pleased but feeling a little cheated and went to bed. Paul came back a half hour later.

I lay awake for maybe another half hour thinking about Paul. Then, only in my nightie, I went across to his room and pushed the door open.

"Paul, are you still awake?"

"Yes."

"Can I come in?"

"OK."

"Paul?"

"Yes?"

"I really liked what we did in the shower today."

"Me, too."

"Can we do it again?"

"OK"

And I slipped into his bed. I tried to get under the covers with him, but a twin bed is really small. It wasn't long before the covers were on the floor and he was laying on top of me. Then my nightie was on the floor and his pajamas were gone. He was laying on top of me, his hard cock pressed against my belly. We were kissing and his hands were massaging my breasts. He slid down and kissed my nipples and slid down down down some more.

What a feeling. Laying naked on a bed. My legs spread wide for a male who was hard and beautiful. Soon his head was between my legs and he was once again that day licking my pussy.

He leaned up to watch his fingers go into my love hole. "You're so beautiful, sis." He was thrusting thrusting thrusting and I was rocking with pleasure. When he pushed his face into my pussy and drove his tongue in, I cried out. I suppose it was done better by other men later in my life, but to me then it was the most wonderful thing ever.

I pushed him over and crawled between his legs. I kissed his legs and then his shaft and then took him in my mouth.  I'm sure he had better later in life too, but he was moaning with pleasure and thrusting his cock up into my mouth as my mouth slid up and down over him for the ten minutes it took him to cum in my mouth. I just swallowed it. I didn't know there was any other option. Oh how I wished he wasn't my brother and we could make real love.

The bed was uncomfortably small and we wanted to stay together, so we just crawled down onto the carpet with the sheets and covers. We stayed awake for an hour, playing with each other, his fingers up inside me, his cock getting hard again, being stroked, more oral sex.

In the morning, we awoke, took another wonderful shower and I made pancakes for him. I told him about Mark and he told me Carol loved oral sex on her but wouldn't go down on him. We both chuckled.

============

Well, eventually, when I was 16, I ditched Mark in favor of Carlo, a college kid who didn't believe in virginity and was quite persuasive. Mom put me on the pill when she found out what was happening, but Carlo and I still used condoms.

Paul and Carol started fucking and were inseparable. She eventually consented to giving him oral sex and they managed to get together a couple of times a week. You would have thought they were married except that sex took place in a car or family room.

Paul and I continued in our semi chaste ways and went to bed to play together on the rare occasions when Mom and Dad took off for a weekend.

On one such occassion, when we were both 17, we went into Mom and Dad's bedroom for our usual hijinks. But it was getting old for us. After all, stopping is never fun, though you can't complain about getting oral sex. It's just that it seemed silly and when you are in bed with someone, your inhibitions are already down.

So on this occasion, as we pulled the covers down and I had kissed Paul passionately, I asked him, "Paul, will you make love to me tonight? I mean, really really make love to me?" There was a tear on my cheek. He pulled me close, kissed me forever, and slid me out of my clothes. Then he stood back from me, looked at my body from head to toe, and said,

"Margo, I love you so. You are so beautiful."

"No condom, I said."

We rushed back together. I ripped his clothes off. We verily crashed onto the bed.

I was immediately on my back with my legs as far apart as they could go. We'd had five years of foreplay and didn't need any tonight. Paul laid over me and I felt his cock against my pussy. He was kissing me and squeezing my breasts as I felt him slide up inside me. I wrapped my legs around him as his powerful strokes slammed into me. I was cumming immediately, it was so wonderful, so exciting, so long awaited. He was hammering the end of my vagina and I was crying out with pleasure. I felt his juices explode inside me over and over with each stroke. Why had we denied ourselves so long?