The movers were coming to pick her rental house contents up on the Monday, but Tracy wanted to get into the new home and do some cleaning over the weekend.  I flew home early on the Friday morning, she picked me up at the airport and we drove over to the new house.

“Putting on a little muscle I see Ben.  You need to be fit with the work I have planned in the next couple of weeks.”  She laughed as she pecked me on the cheek.

She had packed a lot of cleaning and painting stuff in her car, and enough things to see us over the weekend.

The house was a bit of a tip and we started on cleaning and painting the family room first. Tracy cleaned and I painted.  By the evening, we had the kitchen pretty much ready also.

“It’s getting late, Ben, do you fancy Chinese tonight?”  Tracy called out.

“Sure mom, we passed one down the road as we drove here.  Tell me what you want and I’ll go and pick it up.”

I borrowed her car, went out, and bought the Chinese.  When I came back, I found her cursing in the master bedroom.

“This and the other bedroom carpet still have something sticky on it.  I was doubtful if the carpet cleaner would remove it, it looks like it will have to be replaced.  Heck, I didn’t like the color anyway.  We are going to have to stay in the family room for a couple of days.  I can get a friend I know to fit new carpet Monday.”

We went back into the family room and started to unpack the bedding.

“Damn it, there’s only one sleeping bag.  Is everything out of the car?”  Tracy asked.

“Yes it’s empty.”

“Oh well, I’ll just unzip it and we can use it as a mattress.  I have a sheet; it’s going to be hot tonight anyway.  I did pack two pillows.”

We ate the Chinese, watched TV and Tracy poured herself some red wine while I drank some soda.  The only lights we had were the ones in the kitchen as the family room had been designed to only use floor and table lamps.

“Let’s turn in early, if we can get the bedrooms cleaned and painted tomorrow morning, you can go swim in the community pool in the afternoon.”

She went into the bathroom, cleaned her teeth, walked back in and switched off the kitchen lights.

“The blinds get fitted Tuesday; don’t want to give the neighbors too much of a show.”  She laughed.

I couldn’t help but stare as she was wearing a thin white top and a pair of pale blue, sheer bikini panties.  When I got back from the bathroom, she was already asleep, lying on her side facing away from me.

I took off all my clothes and got under the sheet.  Since I was 15, I had always slept naked.  Tracy had seen me naked many times before so I wasn’t bothered.

I woke up during the night and after a little disorientation, realized where I was.  I glanced over to check on Tracy and noticed she had kicked off the sheet.  Her top had ridden up and I could see the outline of her body.  Her bare tummy, hips and the bulge of her panty covered mons was very visible in the moonlight coming in through the window.

I felt my cock stiffen and I was a little shocked at how quickly she had turned me on.  Never one to waste a good erection, I started to stroke myself and had an explosive orgasm.  I cleaned up my cum in the bathroom and went back to sleep.

I woke in the morning up to the sounds of soft laughter and noticed that Tracy was staring at my cock, which had become rock hard again.

“I see someone was having pleasant dreams.  You’ve got quite a nice weapon there Ben.”  She passed over a cup of coffee as I covered myself up in embarrassment.  She turned on the TV.

“How long have you been up?”

“About 20 minutes.  Long enough to brew coffee.  I’m going to get a shower, you can take care of that, err, while I’m gone.”  Still laughing she went into the bathroom, my eyes following her firm ass as she left the room.

I drank my coffee then laid back and slowly stroked my cock.  I didn’t hear the shower stop over the noise of the TV and was still masturbating when she came back in with just a towel wrapped around her.

“Oh sorry, I thought you would have finished.  It didn’t take you long last night.”

“You saw me?  Well last night I had a little visual stimulation.  That top and panties looked very sexy on you.”  I retorted before I could stop myself.

“Well I left them in the bathroom.  You think I’m sexy?”

“Err, yes I do.”

“That’s a nice compliment, for that I’ll give you a hand, rather two hands.”

She knelt down, straddled my legs with her hips and grasped my cock with her hands.

I lay back as she moved her body backwards and forwards, gently stroking me.  I reached out and put a hand on each of her outer thighs pulling her toward me with each rock of the hips.  I heard her breathing change slightly and realized that she was getting stimulation between her legs from my hard-on.  She dropped forward so her hands were either side of my body and my cock was now between her legs.  I could feel the wetness of her vagina on my shaft.

I slipped my hands under the towel and cupped the smooth cheeks of her ass, helping her with the rocking motion.

“I shouldn’t be doing this, but it feels soooo good.”  Tracy murmured as she moved further forward.

I could now feel her wetness on the swollen tip of my cock and suddenly I slipped into the hotness of her vagina.

“No Ben..”  Her blue eyes locked onto mine but she did not move.

I was on fire with lust and I pulled out, but then sunk three inches inside of her and pulled out again.

“Noo ooohh Ben..”  She closed her eyes and tipped her head back.

This time I thrust all the way in and our groins touched.  I could feel the warmth of her flesh against my stomach.

“Oooohhhhhh God I’m cumming, oh yes, oh yes.”  She pushed back and forth with her hips, grinding herself against my groin.  I could feel my pleasure building beyond the point of return and groaned aloud as I shot my hot sperm deep inside of her.  Eventually she became still and looked down at me before pulling out.

She went into the bathroom briefly, came out and started to dress.

“Don’t talk; let me think about what just occurred Ben.  Give me some time.”

I went into the shower and got dressed.  Tracy was already cleaning the paintwork in the master bedroom.  Not another word said about our lovemaking; it was as though it never happened.  Tracy cleaned, I painted and at around lunchtime we finished up.

We went out to a deli for lunch and then bought some ingredients for a spaghetti dinner at the local supermarket. We returned to the house and repapered the cupboards in the kitchen.

“We’ve done well; do you want to go to the pool for a couple of hours Ben?

“Sure, you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine.  I’ll continue for a few more minutes and then I may just relax in the yard for a while.”

About two hours later, I came back to the house.  The pool was great and I was able to swim 50 lengths.  I unlocked the door and called out.

“I’m out on the patio.  I’ll be inside in a minute.”  Tracy replied.

Tracy came in wearing a skimpy dark blue bikini, the kind with ties at the hips and neck.  She picked up her water bottle and took a long swig. 

“Can you get the aloe lotion please and put some on my shoulders please?”

I got the bottle from the box labeled “medical” and started to rub it on her back, neck and shoulders.

“Okay I’ve thought it through.  I don’t think we should be dating, you are way too young for me.  I did enjoy that sex though and it is hard to find a good, stable guy.  Therefore, if you want, we can just be fuck-buddies.  The trouble is we are going to be living in the same house. I propose we keep separate bedrooms and keep it simple.  If I want to fuck, I will either wear panties or be naked.  If I am wearing PJs, regular clothes or a robe, then it means I’m not interested.  You okay with that?”

I moved round to face her and nodded.  I rubbed some lotion onto her nose and then onto her front.  I rubbed lower until I got to the edge of her bikini top.

“It sounds workable to me mom.  One question.”

“What’s that?”

“Is a bikini classed as regular clothes?”

“Yes it is.  However…”  Tracy untied the side strings and her bikini bottom dropped to the floor shortly followed by her top.  She looked up into my eyes and smiled.

I smiled back and took her perky breasts in my hands, kneading them together before sucking hard on her nipples.  They responded immediately, shrinking and tightening into hard points of flesh.  I blew gently on them.

I felt her fingers undo the knot of my swim shorts and then a warm hand slipped into the waistband to search out my hardening rod. I lifted her up onto the kitchen work surface and she lay back with her legs spread as far as they would go.

This was the first time I had ever seen her pussy, and briefly admired the blond curls before leaning forward to kiss it.  I heard her groan as I firmly licked and then kissed her clit.

“Suck on me Ben.”

I took her clit between my lips and flicked it lightly with my tongue, grasping her hips to stop her bucking against my face.

“That feels soooo good, oh yes ooohhh.”  Tracy murmured as I licked the entrance of her vagina before burying my face between her legs.  Her breathing became ragged as her orgasm started to intensify.

“Fuck me Ben, fuck me.  I want that hard cock.”

I straightened up and slipped off my shorts before positioning my cock at the wet entrance of her womanhood.  She gasped as I plunged deeply inside of her.

“Oh you’re so tight, so hot mom.”

“Harder, don’t be so gentle.”  Tracy begged.  I switched to long strokes, my body slamming against her as I gripped her butt tightly.  Her climax was building and I shouted as I released my load in five hard thrusts.  She screamed out too, peaking at the same time as me.

Tracy relaxed and lay there on the countertop still breathing deeply.  Eventually we separated and I pulled her upright and gave her a long kiss.  She looked into my eyes, her blond hair wet with sweat.

“Better start on dinner, this sex is making me starving.”  She got off the countertop and walked over to the refrigerator and starting pulling out the ingredients.  Once the meat and sauce was cooking, she went into the family room and pulled on a pair of black boy-short panties and a black camisole with thin straps.

I mentally noted that she had not put on anything else, and I began to wonder if I had re-ignited some serious passion.  Dressing in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and under Tracy’s instruction, I ran some water ready to boil the pasta.

She poured a glass of red wine and we prepared dinner together, chatting and touching like a newly married couple.  As Tracy served up, I washed the pans and cleaned up the kitchen before we ate in front of the TV.

“Can you get me another glass of wine please Ben?”  Tracy asked as I took the plates out into the kitchen.  As I poured the wine, I saw her lay down on her tummy and elbows to get more comfortable.  The sun had set and the room was almost dark.

I was feeling horny again.  The sight of her panty-clad ass moving around the kitchen and the way her nipples stuck through her top had slowly simmered my desire.

I quietly undressed in the kitchen, walked over and passed her the wine.  She was busy watching the TV and hadn’t noticed my state of undress or my state of arousal.  I knelt down; my knees placed either side of her hips and started to massage her shoulders.  I guessed I would find out if I had heard the fuck-buddy rules correctly.

“Umm that feels nice Ben.”

My hands caressed her firm shoulders and worked down her back to where a small strip of bare flesh showed above the waist of her panties.  I slipped my hands under her camisole and moved back up her spine before reaching forward to cup those small firm breasts.  I rubbed my hard cock between her butt cheeks.

“You can’t beat the recuperative powers of a teenager.”  She sighed contentedly as I pulled her panties off.  I wanted her more urgently than ever and quickly sought out the entrance to her vagina.  She was already wet and I wasted no time in burying my full length into her.  I heard her cry out as I started to pound her body.

“Oh Ben, you feel so deep inside of me, oh God, oh God it feels so good.” 

Her words broke up each time I slammed into her.  I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her fully down on the floor.  Tracy’s hands reached out for my legs and I grabbed her wrists, using her arms to pull her body against me with every hard thrust.  My sweat dripped down my face and onto her back.

“You okay?”  I panted.

“Yes, yes, I’m not going to last much longer, aahhhhhhh it’s too good.”

As she began to cry out in ecstasy, I started to cum.  That almost burning sensation building and then those all too short pleasurable releases as my seed spurted deep inside of her.

I slumped on top of her and we lay there still joined together until we fell asleep.

That summer was one of sexual bliss; her experience and need matched my youthful vigor.  She knew exactly how to keep things fresh, like coming home from work, unzipping her skirt, dropping it onto the floor and with a beckoning finger enticing me to follow her into the bedroom.  No man can resist the sight of a black lace thong and stockings.

She only surprised me once when her younger sister came over, but that will have to be another story.

Comments email me at clintonbeverly@yahoo.com and quote “stepmom".

I must have dozed off for a brief period, what just seemed like a few minutes...when i woke to hear the door to the bathroom open. In stepped my sister, Darla, wearing a sheer sleeveless top, and a kind of net like skirt, embroidered with beads and lace. Her long dark hair was down around her shoulders and she just stood there staring at me.

"Yes?" I asked, my voice felt unsteady but I tried not to let it slip. Darla and I have always been somewhat close, enjoying each others company when times were that we were both bored and there was nothing else to do. Trivia games, going to movies or some play at a local community college. Nothing ever happened between us, and I never even gave it any consideration...until that moment when she stepped thru the bathroom door, looking as sexy as any guy could imagine. Her nipples poked through the fabric of her top, as she brought her arms up and crossed them just under them, lifting them slightly.

"Liz just called...she said that we're needed at the church as soon as possible." she said, continuing to stare. She was not looking anywhere near my eyes.

"Well let me finish up my bath real quick and then you can have the bathroom." I said, offering what seemed the most likely plan I could think of at the moment.

"There isn't time for that." she said, stripping off her clothes. "We'll just have to share your bath to save time. It seemed they needed us as soon as possible." I watched her as she lifted off her top, exposing a pair of the most exquisite breasts imaginable. Not too big, not too small, full and firm, her nipples standing erect. She then slipped off that braided skirt, standing fully nude in front of me. She turned to lay her clothes across the sink, giving me an ample view of her sweet round ass. All this time my cock had surged to attention, but ached and throbbed when she turned at that moment. Without hesitation she slipped into the water, facing me. The tub was certainly large enough for the both of us. She eyed my hard shaft, smiling. "Nice hard on there." She said, my eight inch shaft bobbing back and forth in the water. She wasted no time, taking a washcloth and some soap and began washing herself...all it seemed i could do was sit and watch in wonder. She proceeded without so much as batting an eyelash, and other than an occasional slight smile, she seemed to bath as if i weren't even there. Then she shifted and turned around, her backside to me. I watched in rapture as that ass swung around, so close to my face, i could make out her pussy easily. She settled back into the water, the cheeks of her ass pressing against the tip of my cock. "Wash my back please?" she asked. She handed me the washclothe and the soap and i set about lathering the washclothe, and soon was sliding it along her back. I worked up around her neck, and she bent her head forward slightly, as I worked around and up and down...then slid it down her shoulders, and then down her arms. I could hear her moan softly as my hand moved on to a new area. I dont know why I did it, but before I could stop myself, my hands were around her front, sliding up across her breasts, pulling her back against me...letting my cock slip between her thighs. I could feel it slid up along her pussy...and she didnt resist. In fact she reciprocated and snuggled right back against me. Feeling a bit more bold, i slid my fingers along her tummy, down between her thighs, and began stroking her clit slowly, gently. She moaned more considerately, wiggling against my fingers, sliding a hand up to hold my other hand firmly against her breast. On the one hand, I could scarcely believe this was my own sister, sitting here naked with me in a bathtub, getting turned on by what I was doing, letting me touch and caress her in such an intimate and personal manner. Yet on the other hand, such considerations were quickly slipping from my mind, the fogs of lust and passion quietting any such concerns.

I could feel my own cock throbbing harder against her lower backside...I made it throb a few times against her, eliciting even more soft noises from her. She was definitely enjoying this.

I let my hand slide lower between her thighs, stroking her soft lips slowly, feeling them slide between them. Darla wiggled against me even more, sliding her other hand down holding mine to her warm folds, pressing it harder against her. The angle was difficult, but not unmanageable as I glided my fingers up into her warm pussy. She absolutely melted against me. I could feel her body start to quiver and shudder as my fingers slid in and out of her faster, struggling to thrust deeper into her. I began to kiss and nibble along the back of her neck, along her shoulders, which seemed to push her over the edge, and I could feel her body quiver uncontrollably as she came on my fingers fucking her pussy beneath the waters surface. She was breathing heavily, but I didnt stop what I was doing. After a moment of this she took my hand away from her pussy, leaving me to briefly wonder if she had somehow changed her mind about the situation...but she merely stood and turned around, and slid back down, carefully angling her legs behind me as she slid closer against me...she smiled as her hand reached down to take my aching hard cock...even the mere touch of her fingers wrapping around my pole was an amazing and exquisite sensation, but positioned the tip against the lips of her pussy and slowly slid down on it, impaling herself on my cock. I could feel it slide slowly into her, as she settled down against me, her breasts brushing up against my chest her arms around my neck. She rolled her head back in ecstacy as she ground against me, getting my hard shaft to go deeper into her. With small repetitive thrusts, she finally had it buried deep to the hilt. I could feel her mound against mine, my cock thrust deep inside of her. She just sat there for a moment, savoring the sensation, as did I. We both moaned softly, and I slid my arms around her and held her tighter against me, letting my lips find hers as we kissed hard and deeply. What seemed an eternity later, she started moving slowly up and down on me, riding my hard cock slowly at first. The water started splashing more the faster she went, and I was moving with her, thrusting against her, meeting her thrusts with my own. Water splashed everywhere as we continued and I could feel her body again start to shudder, which was bringing me closer to my own climax, feeling my body starting to tingle, making me thrust deeper and faster. Water was flying everywhere, and when she came, my body tensed and I held her tight as my cock errupted unloading waves of my hot creamy seed deep inside of her. The water around us settled after we stopped, just holding each other close. At some point our lips locked again in a deep warm kiss, our tongues tasting and swirling around the other passionately. After that we slid apart, stood and decided that since we had just fucked in the bath water, that continuing with a shower would be better...both knowing we still had a wedding to go to. I didn't think anything about that other than it was something we would be going to. As we showered, we washed each others hair and back, teasing and playing with each other. She stepped out of the shower first, as I turned the water off, and followed her out. She handed me a towel, and after we dried off somewhat she led me to her room. I guess she was still horny because she pushed me back on her bed, and after taking her towl off, she pulled mine off from around my waist, and proceeded to lean down, her face over my groin. She grasped my tool and sucked it straight into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down rapidly. It didn't take long for it go get hard again and when it was, she pulled up and as quickly slid down on my hard shaft again. She smiled as she began sliding up and down again, thrusting my cock deep inside of her again and again.

"I'll finish that later." She said, smiling. I was only vaguely aware of what she was talking about. I was overcome by the feeling of her warm wet cunt sliding once again up and down. Within moments she was coming again, but she didn't stop. She continued until she came again, then again, and again once more, each seeming to last longer that the one before. It was on the last one that I had cum, once more sending waves of my hot seed deep inside of her. At last she collapsed on top of me, my arms wrapping around her and holding her. "Oh god that was phenomenal!" she exclaimed breathlessly. Without saying anything more, she got up and went to the bathroom, where I could hear the sound of water running again. We still had that wedding to go to, and she had just worked up a good sweat, so she probably needed to clean up again. I just lay there for a few minutes, my mind reeling and trying to grasp what had just happened. I was totally unprepared for any of what had happened. While I was still trying to wrap my brain around it, she re-entered the room.

"Come on lazy bones.." she said. "We have things to do, places to go." She pulled me to my feet and pushed me toward the door. She turned, naked and started getting clothes out to dress. I went back to my room and started getting out a suit to wear, picking a tie, socks, etc. I was halfway dressed when she appeared in my room, asking to be zipped up. As I zipped the back of her dress, I got a sweet whif of her perfume. My hands slid easily along her back, caressing up again along her shoulders and down her arms. She half turned to me and smiled, thanking me. Somehow I pulled away, entranced and mesmerized by her presence, and finished dressing. We both agreed that she could drive, taking only one car.

Darla and I arrived at the church and sat together. The ceremony proceeded as planned, and followed the usual processions of the bride and groom, then followed by the attended guests. After a lengthy wait while the photographer took all the post ceremony pictures, we went to the reception. Although I danced with a number of women, none of them I enjoyed nearly as much as I did with Darla. Then the music slowed down, and we started slow dancing, holding each other with a respectable stance. "I wish I could hold you closer." she said.

"I know." I said, smiling softly into her warm eyes. "So do I, but what would everyone else think?" She simply smiled back, and even though my cock was aching from before it started to swell again, feeling it harden

After the dance was over, we both decided to sit for awhile and I got us both a drink. We sat and talked about little things for awhile, when I decided to visit the rest room. I excused myself and left our table. The restrooms were out of the dance hall and down a corridor. When I went in I was aware of someone right behind me. I was thinking it was another guy, and when I got inside, I was shocked slightly to find it was Darla.

"I so much wanted to hold you closer while we danced." She said. I agreed with her, then took her in my arms and proceeded to dance with her. We could hear the music from the reception hall faintly echoing down the hallway. I swayed with her slowly, pulling her close into my arms, hers up around my neck. I was surprised no one walked in on us, but we danced the song all the way through uninterrupted. All the while I could feel her breasts pressing against me, my hands sliding up slowly up and down along her back. One hand went up behind her neck, another slid down to her hips, then slowly, lightly across her ass, pulling her tighter against me, letting her feel my hard cock pressing against her tummy. Once the song was over, she smiles and pulled me into a stall and sat on the toilet. Within seconds she had my cock out, stroking it, looking at it, admiring it. She smiled up at me as she kissed the tip. I raised my hands to each wall of the confined space as her lips slowly sucked the tip, swirling around it with her tongue. She then proceeded to draw it into her mouth slowly, sliding her tongue around it. Slowly she sucked it harder, deeper until it was in her throat. I could feel gag slightly but got over it as her throat massaged it. She held her mouth tightly around my cock. I let my hands slide off the walls and held her head, my fingers sliding through her hair. She moaned softly, sending waves of pleasure back up along my shaft...then she proceeded to slide her head back and forth, sucking as she went. Darla savored every inch, drawing it deep each time she slid down on it. Soon her mouth was going over it rapidly, sucking me harder, caressing my shaft at tthe same time. It wasn't long before my body responded and was tingling with sensation, and I began to shudder from ecstacy, and soon my cock exploded in her mouth, sending hot cum down her throat. She sucked more eagerly, driven to draw out ever drop. She swallowed ever drop, careful not to lose any, her hands grasping the back of my thighs, holding me to her. Soon she released me and tucked me back into my pants. It was then that someone came into the rest room. We both smiled silently and waited until the person that had come in finished his business and left. We both let out a sigh of relief, and left the rest room. I left first to make sure the coast was clear, and when I saw that it was, allowed her to leave behind me. She left and went into the ladies room and after I had picked up another drink, returned to the table where we were sitting. It wasn't long before she returned as well. The evening went along nicely, watching the events of a wedding reception transpire...the cake cutting, the toasts, the dinner, the presents...after all was said and done, we left for home. Since we had returned home with our parents, we both retired to our respective rooms, which was a good thing seeing as how we were all pretty much wiped out from drinking, dancing and basically having a great time. Yet while I lay in bed, I simply couldn't get to sleep. So I lay in bed and pulled out a book to read, hoping I could take my mind off of what I was really thinking about and fall asleep. I found out however that I could barely concentrate on the book, and after awhile could hear someone one out in the hall, going into the batroom. After they were done, I heard them exit the bathroom but instead of goingback to their room, come into mine, quietly. Of course it was Darla, wearing just a long teeshirt. She slid under the covers next to me, sliding up against me, snuggling warmly into my arms. We didn't say much, but both just happy to be there. We exchanged small soft kisses for awhile, then I followed an urge to start kissing down her neck, across the ridge of her throat, and down along her chest. Working slowly, methodically, I kissed, licked, nibbled along every curve, until I came to her nipples, and with great care and delicacy, savored each hard puckered nipple. I could feel her moan softly as I continued, teasing, tasting, nibbling each nipple. My hands were not idle either, sofrtly caressing along her skin, exploring every curve, down her sides, along her thighs and finally up between her legs, caressing her soft warm clit. I could feel it harden beneath my touch and and while my lips were busy taking care of her breasts, my fingers were making writhe with extreme pleasure. Before long though, I began kissing and licking softly down her tummy, and all the while starting to finger her cunt with my fingers, I nudged between her legs, which she parted for me. I lifted one leg as I slid down, and began licking slowly between the inside of her thigh and her pelvic mound, nuzzling deeply. I kissed up and around her mound, then back down the other side...and finally snaked my tongue back and forth across the base of her pussy, working up to her clit, where I proceeded to nibble, suck and lick till she was writhing uncontrollably, cumming hard as she pressed her hand against the back of my head, pressing my hard against her. Without so much as losing a beat, I flicked my tongue back and forth down across her pussy lips, opening them slowly and finally slipping my tongue deep as it would go into her. She melted and I could feel her body respond while I continued to eat her. I let my tongue wiggle and stroke the inside of her cunt while my lips pressed against her, sucking her and she came again and again. Her hands were grasping and clutching my hair wildly, struggling to stiffle moans of pleasure. I kept this up for what seemed like forever, delighting in making her cum again and again. My tongue darted in and out of her, licking every part of her, while I sucked and nibbled merrily along. Finally, I pulled away and slid up next to her where she lay exhausted and spent. After she finally regained some composure, she quietly snuggled up next me. She pulled up to me and kissed me softly, tenderly. "Mmm...no one and I mean no one has ever done that like you have." she said softly. I thought about it briefly and to be honest, I have never taken as much time with other women I've eaten as I did with Darla. I couldn't explain it, other to say, "Well, I thought I would at least return the favor for what you did earlier. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Oh boy did I!" she whispered exuberantly. She snuggled tighter against me, and before long we were both sound asleep. Fortunately I woke first and discovered that both my parents were still asleep. After a trip to the bathroom, I woke her and sent her back to her room. She went, sleepily, reluctantly but understood why.

It was a good month before I went back to school, but in that time, Darla and I spent many such nights together. We would go to clubs and bars just to be together, dance together like a regular couple, and thoroughly enjoyed each others company. There were even a time that my parents went for a week to visit our aunt and uncle upstate, which was heaven unto itself. During that month we sucked and fucked every way possible, every where we could. It was to say the least, incredible. Afterwards, we both finished school, but always got together whenever possible when I came home on vacation.

The water from the shower
cascaded over her head and my dick as she lifted my tip to her
sensuous lips and looked up at me. I ran my hand over the top of her
head and towards the back. I lightly pushed her head, indicating for
her to place more of me in her mouth and she did so, obligingly.

She sucked dick like an
expert. Now I knew all the rumors I'd heard of her were true. All the
scenarios I'd heard about her ran through my mind and I grew harder
thinking of each one. Rachael giving her boyfriend hand jobs in our
driveway as he dropped her off. My niece on her knees in Mr. Arkel's
living room, servicing him while she was babysitting his kids and his
wife was at work. This young girl on her knees with three teen cocks
bouncing in her face, she sucking each one in turn as a
congratulations for winning State Finals in soccer.

I looked down at her, into
her mischievous green eyes, expecting her to teasingly resist but,
like a good girl, took more and more of me into her mouth as she
stroked my dick.

I encouraged her, inch by
solid inch, “Come on, baby, take more. Come on. You know you can do
it, slut. Take my dick. Take it.” and I helped her ease further and
further onto my shaft by guiding her head, my hands slightly pulling
her long hair.

She gagged and moaned as
her bobbing picked up speed.

Her mouth felt so good, I
leaned my head back and began to rhythmic thrust into her mouth, my
balls slapping her chin. Faster and faster I pumped.

“I'm gonna cum in your
mouth, you dirt slut,” I growled.

“Swallow it. Swallow”
I took all but my head out of her mouth and pumped my cock as it
exploded between her sweet lips. My other hand still at the back of
her head.

“God yes.” I said when
she had finished the last of my cum.

I helped her to her feet
and out of the shower. I grabbed the towel and dried her off, paying
special attention to her tits and ass. My cock grew hard again. I
couldn't wait to continue our play in another room.....

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