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His Debt 2

“Feeling better?” Brian is compassionate now, stroking Kimmy’s hair as she cuddled on his chest.
“Nooo,” she whined. She doesn’t want to admit she is feeling better, pretty okay now.
“Well, you have to get up now. I have to go to work.” Brian slid his girl off of him so he could stand up and get dressed. Kimmy remains on her stomach with her head turned to one side so she can watch. Brian works at the local video store and that’s how he knows Curty.
Five, eight and with his purple spiked hair, a total of five, eleven, he has a pierced eyebrow with a small blue ring hanging. Always happy, and always goofing around, Curt was a great guy to be around. When he gave you attention, he made you feel great about yourself but as soon as you left his spot light you could see what an asshole he really could be. He was only responsible to cover his own ass.
“Hey Curt.” Brian walked into the movie store plopping his bag down on the counter.
“Watch this.” Curt was applying dish soap around the mug of no one else’s but the boss’s. As the noise of him coming from around the corner of the counter, Curt quickly threw the dish soap under the sink, wiped his hands on the back of his khakis and turned to continue pricing movies.
“SAMPSON. Where’s my DAMN coffee?”
“Right here, Dick.” A short, heavy man stomps from behind the counter. Mr. Richardson is in his late forties, and it shows. He is balding so he compensates by wearing a long beard and mustache. This only adds to the mocking behind his back with it catching odds and ends of food.
“Your late Brian. That’s it, next time don’t come in.”
“Sorry sir. I was having problems with my girlfr…”
“No excuses! Now, get back to work.” Mr. Richardson waddled off and only a few seconds later he was spitting up his coffee around the corner of the counter, out of site. Curty only chuckled to himself.
“Your girlfriend, huh? You know what you just reminded me of?”
“Stop it. We can talk later. Someone might hear.”
“So? Anyway. When is she mine?”
Over a game of billiards Brian confessed to spanking his girlfriend when he needed to. Later that evening as the games progressed, and Brian was in the hole, owning everyone money. Curt negotiated with Brian saying if he was aloud to give Kim a sound spanking, then Brian didn’t have to pay him. The only reason Brian agreed was because he was trying to save money so he could treat Kim on there two year anniversary date.
“Fine fine. Wanna talk about this now. Well, Kimmy, she’s not too sure about this.”
“Even better.” Curty interrupted. “I can hold her and force her and that be more of a turn-on.”
“Turn on for you, not her. Well, anyway, Kim really doesn’t want to and I need to talk with her more. But I think everything should work out.”
“Tonight. Can I do it tonight? I just can’t wait.”
“NO!, not tonight. I still want to talk with her.”
“How this, if I get her tonight, then I’ll pay you.”
“No, no, I don’t think…wait, how much?” Brian was really considering throwing out Kimmy’s feelings tonight so he could really treat her later.
“Well, you owe me $124, right? I’ll give you…” Curt really acted like he was thinking, although this conversation was played over and over in his head already. “Hmm, how’s $50. You’d be not only not losing money, but making money.”
“Alright, fine. But you can’t mention any of this to her.”
“Alright.” Curty threw the words out of his mouth only to get what he wanted.
“No Curt, I’m serious. ANY of it.”
“What did I say?
Later than evening, after the boys had work, Brian drove with Curty to pickup Kimmy. After pulling into her drive way, all Brian had to do was beep his car horn to make her run out of the house. Halfway to the car, she stopped in dread of seeing Curty opening the front door to hop in the back seat. Getting into the car herself, she sends Brian a cold look. He glances away immediately.
“So Kimmy, Curty invited us over to his place for a movie with him and Amy. You girls can pick out whatever, no matter how stupid of a chick-flick it is.”
Kimmy attempts to send him another look, but he continues to only watch the road. Soon they three arrive at Amy’s house only blocks away. Curty steps out of the car to fetch her from the house. Kimmy waits until he is all the way up to the house before opening her mouth.
“I TOLD you. Absolutely not.” Now Kimmy was avoiding avoiding his eyes.
“I didn’t say anything.” Brian once again plays the defensive.
“I know you. I know what you’re thinking. The answer is NO!”
“Baby, don’t you love me. Don’t you want me to be a man of my word. Hon, everything’s going to be alright. I’ll be right there for you.” Kimmy could feel Brian’s pleading eyes on her, but she remained avoiding him. She watched as the front door opened as Amy, a tall pink haired girl steps out. She practically jumps at Curty, drowning him in kisses. Brian, trying to escape the silence in the car, honks the horn to hurry the couple along.
“Isn’t the store the other way?” Kimmy asked as Brian drove the opposite way of where the boys work.
“We are going to the other good video store,” Brian announces.
“But you get free movies at yours,” Amy states in confusion.
“We work at a shitty movie store. We want a good movie so we figure we should go to a good store. Us guys will have a better chance of you girls not picking something so shitty with a better selection.” Curt laughs at his own whit as he pulls Amy closer to him.
After what the boys saw as forever, Amy and Kimmy pick out a movie, and they are all just settling into Curty’s room. Both couples sit uncomfortably on Curty’s futon with the girls in the middle, facing the screen. Its not long into the movie when Curty pulls out his moves. His left hand finds its way to Kimmy’s knee, as he suspiciously looks over at Brian.
Kimmy stands up immediately, brushing his hand away to face Brian. “I told you know.”
“And I told Curty, ‘yes’.” Brian simply pulls his girl back down on the couch after a soft swat to her backside.
Soon Curty’s hand was back on her leg, this time a bit higher.
Kimmy is quick to stand up again. “No.”
Brian once again pulls her down without saying a word after a bit harder swat.
“Kimmy, I say just get it over with,” Amy says after a moment of silence in the room. Kimmy glances over to her.
“I strongly agree.” Curty pauses the movie at that moment and looks over to Brian. Before she can fully protest, Brian interrupts Kimmy.
“You know I would do anything you would ask of me. So don’t make me spank you first to get you to change your mind. I promised Curty a white ass to make red.”
Kimmy stops herself from arguing with Brian, knowing that he is completely willing to do what he thinks is necessary. So she turns in Amy instead. “Wait, you know about this?”
“Oh yah! Curty told me all about this. I got so excited.” Amy looked at Kimmy with no sympathy at all in her eyes.
“And what are you getting out of it?” Kimmy asked.
Amy turns her whole body in excitement. “Well, I begged Curty here to let me spank you too. He knows how much I would love to have you as well. Lets just say I had to bargain a little.”
“Bargain?” Brian looks over at her in curiosity. No thought of not allowing Amy to spank Kimmy crossed his mind. He got all excited at the thought of two women.
“Well, yah. I’m paying him $75, and finally agreed to sleep with him.”
Kimmy was speechless.
“Amazing,” Brian says out loud before catching himself. He thinks to himself how Curty will be paying him $50. That means that Curty is keeping $25 for himself. And as an extra bonus he finally coaxed Amy into bed.
Curty’s hand once again found its way to Kimmy’s thigh. She only looked to Brian with her innocent and pleating eyes. She received to response with him still dwelling on Curty’s cunningness. Kimmy felt his hand slowly stroking the inside of her soft, silky thigh.
Amy walks over to face her and takes her by the hands, pulling her up. “Come on babe.” Kimmy, as if in a trance, follows.
Once she is standing, Amy kneels down in front of Kimmy, sliding her hands up Kimmy’s thighs. She then slowly glides down her panties to around her ankles. “That’s a girl. Step out of them now.” Amy hands them to Brian before returning her attention to the girl standing in front of her. Amy’s next task is to reach her hands around to Kimmy’s backside, and unzipping her skirt. It falls quickly to the floor, as Kimmy blushes and covers herself up.
“Now, now. Everything’s going to be alright.” Amy slowly pulls Kimmy’s hands to her sides to find herself eye-level with a perfectly shaven cootch. “Wow, sweetie. I don’t put up with anything more than a hassle of trimming. I’m impressed.” Amy than stands up and takes Kimmy’s hand, leading her to Curty’s lap. At this point, Kimmy starts to shed tears.
Brian sits back on the couch, trying not to enjoy himself, or at least let it show. “Oh, Hon. Nothings happened yet.”
Curty, who could not be any more anxious, pulls Kimmy over his lap from the right. He lets both hands wander over her backside, as Amy just stands and watches the view. He follows every curve, touching every surface from the back of Kimmy’s knees to her mid-back. He lets his middle finger slide down the crease of her butt, pressing a little more than he should.
He hesitates at his first spank, barely making Kimmy wince. The second, on the same cheek, lands much harder. Curt tries for the other. The next few slaps are just as hard, some on one cheek, some on the other. The last is center, as hard as Curty can. This makes Kimmy kick her legs up.
Curty glides his hands all over her backside once more, feeling the effects of his hand. He rubs her butt a little before resuming his ultimate pleasure. Without warning, the next spank comes quickly to one cheek, and then another smack to the other. Curty keeps a constant rhythm, bouncing from one cheek to the next. Some are higher and some are lower. By the fifth swat, Kimmy starts to flail a little, trying to afford the next hand. Again, the hardest smack lands right in the center before another break.
Curty keeps his hand on her backside as he looks up to find Amy’s impatient smile. He is afraid to look over to Brian, oblivious that he is enjoying this display just as much as Amy is. Soon Curty’s hands are running over Kimmy again. He is rubbing her and pinching her, absorbing the heat that he has caused. He takes a few soft random swats between rubs, feeling Kimmy jerk each way with each contact. He watches her intensely, examining how her backside reacts for him. Curty lets his hand bounce from one cheek to the next, first slow and soft, now seeing many red blotches glow. He soon increases his pace, watching her ass dance.
This does not last long with Kimmy’s kicking and now screaming. He stops to rub her a little more and readjust how he is sitting and holding her. He wraps his right leg over hers, pinning her tight into place. Immediately he begins. Curty is now spanking away. A true dance. Unfortunately he feels he must stop for his hand is getting too sore to fast. Its not that hard to stop because he knows there’s more of a show to come.
Curty finds himself evaluating all that he has done by carefully rubbing Kimmy’s backside for the last time as she lay over his knee, still pinned, sobbing. After realizing the time Curty is spending on the evaluation, Amy screams with excitement, “My turn. Its my turn now. You’ve had her enough.”
Curty looks up, seeing that Amy is about to bust. He unpins Kimmy, and helps her up. Anyone could tell that her face is just as red as her backside even though she never looks up. She just stands in the middle of the room, naked from the waist down. Amy takes her wrist and quickly leads her to the bed. “Alright. Its my turn. If you think that was painful, just wait, darlin’. Now, lets see. Lay on your back in the center of the bed. I want your legs straight up in the air.”
Kimmy lays down, but before she raises her legs into the air, she looks over to see both boys now standing around the bed. Amy, similarly to Curty, runs her hands up and down the back of Kimmy’s legs. She looks hesitant. It is seen why when she reaches for a pillow. Lifting Kimmy up, she slides the pillow underneath her. Amy now has perfect access to all of Kimmy’s butt. It is becoming more difficult for Kimmy to hold her legs up. The crease of her cootch was now showing between her lower thighs. Everyone took notice.
Amy continued to run her hands over Kimmy. She let her finger follow her cootch crease, causing Kimmy to wince. Amy could feel the warmth radiating from her backside, wishing that she could have been the first to this soft flesh.
Soon, Amy was taking her swats. Kimmy was unable to keep her legs straight into the air. At first it was very exciting for Amy and her spectators for Kimmy would spread her legs, clearly exposing everything she had to bare. But, for the show to continue, Brian held his girlfriends legs up, but loosely to expose enough. Looking up, Kimmy could see both Brian and Curty intensely watching and enjoying. She had become just a sport, a vessel of entertainment for the three people in the room. She was exposed to them, she was vulnerable. Kimmy had never felt more used, more humiliated, more in pain.
Amy, like Curty, started out slow, testing the waters. She would take breaks to slide her hands all over her prey, except she was more objectifying than Curty, letting her fingers slip farther and farther into different creases. Also more cruel, she would hit Kimmy very hard on her thighs, aiming for their innards. Amy worked Kimmy’s red ass as long as she could hold out. Soon her hand was starting to hurt to bad to continue. Taking her last chance, she let her last examination prolong.
The boys could not handle this for another moment. Sneaking up behind Amy, Curty pressed his body against hers. His hands started to lift her skirt to her waist, as he gave her a soft love tap on her ass, nothing to hurt her though. She continued to explore the girl in front of her, as Curty explored Amy’s, stripping off her clothes. Letting Kimmy’s legs spread a little more, he had to readjust his pants to the sight of two half naked girls in the room.

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Fantasy

Lusting my cousin part 2

Lusting my cousin Part 2
I’ve been secretly lusting my cousin since we were young, constantly under torture everytime she was around me, which is often. Tammy is a gorgeous woman. She’s about 5’6, silky dirty blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, with B cup tits, which are nice and firm and perportioned, she’s always had a flat stomach that she rarely shows off, her ass has got some meat on it, but in a good way, though I wouldn’t say its her best asset. That would have to be her legs, and probably her personality too. Her legs are long and sexy, I’m always finding myself in a mental struggle to reach out and touch them, luckily, sensabilty wins out, with the exception of a few nights I found myself alone with her sleeping in her room. I wouldnt go as far as saying she’s hot, because she doesnt dress skanky or even wear much makeup. She’s classy, and graceful. Even on halloween, while you’ll see girls dress as slutty school girls, or slutty cheerleaders, or slutty cats, Tammy would dress as school girl, but one that looks like she’s actually going to school. She still turns heads however, and for me, its a much more attractive look.
I never thought I would get a chance with her, until one night, things just kind of fell into place. Tammy was seeing a guy for couple of years, and would often fight with him when they were out drinking. On one of these nights, while I was at home by myself, which really didnt happen often since I had two roommates. My phone rang, and I remember being startled because it was after 11, and I never get calls that late. I looked down at the call display and saw Tammy’s cell number, so I answered.
” Hello?”
” Ryan? Its Tammy, are you at home right now?” She was noticably crying, and it was hard to understand her through the sobbing and the party noise in the backround.
” Yea, I’m at home, is everything okay?” I had an idea that it was probably her boyfriend, but I asked anyways.
” I’m coming over there, and I’m walking so I’ll be about twenty minutes.” She was still crying, and ignored my question, and now I could here Jeff, her BF, arguing with her to stay in the distance. I told her I’d meet her half way, but upon letting her go, I had to run into my room first. I quickly picked up all my mags and hid them in the closet, and cleaned up a little, making my bed and that. If there was any chance she was gonna stay in my room, I wasnt going to fuck it up.
After I had met up with her, and we arrived at my house, I offered her a drink and we sat on the couch. She was looking unbelievably sexy, she was wearing a low cut shirt, that her tits always seemed to want to jump out of, but a pushup bra will do that, and some hip hugging jeans, which were tight and showcased her ass. I couldnt stop staring at it, her ass, as I opened the door and let her lead the way. To my dissapointment, she asked if I had a sweater she could wear, so I grabbed her one of my hoodies.
Now we were on the couch, sipping a glass of white wine that I didnt even know we had. ” I’m pretty sure Jeff was doing coke tonight.” Tammy said. I was pretty sure he WAS doing coke, since I’ve done it with him a few times. However, I’m not a rat.
” What makes you think that?”
” He just looked like he was. I’ve seen him on it before, and I told him if he ever did that shit I’d be gone. I can’t believe him!” She took a sip from the wine and held her head back with a big sigh. I knew she was serious, because she had lost a friend to an overdose when she was a teenager, but I also knew how much she liked this guy, her future husband and father of her only child. I told her that she should probably give him more thought tomorrow morning, when she was sober, and a little more calmed down. I gave a speech about how good they are together, which they are, and told her how Jeff isnt that bad, even if he does coke once in awhile.
We talked for about an hour, and it was getting close to one in the morning. I told her I had to work early, and I should probably go to sleep. ” But I set up my bedroom for you if want to sleep in there.” I told her.
” Well… where you gonna sleep then?” She asked.
” I’ll just take the couch, I’ve done it enough times.” I said, and went and grabbed a pillow and a sheet from my bed.
” You don’t have to do that, I can sleep on the couch.”
” No, you wouldn’t want to sleep on that thing, its a piece of crap. Really I don’t mind, you can have my bed tonight.” I assured her.
” Well…” She said hesitently.” How about we both take the bed, I mean… its big enough for two right? Whats the harm of sharing it?” She caught me off guard, and once again my head spun. Was she inviting me just because it really was a big enough bed, or was it something more. I know she was pretty drunk, but she holds it really well, and it never really effected her judgment. I couldnt deny myself such a meaty oppurtunity.
I pretended to think it over for a moment, then said ” Sure, to tell you the truth, I don’t really want to fuck my back up.” I got onto the bed, and went to go under the covers.
” You don’t sleep in your cloths do you?” She said, and a for the first time I noticed the way she was looking at me. It made me go InstaHard, and I nearly choked. For a moment she gave me a sexy look, then laughed and said ” Don’t worry, I’m not gonna look.” and she turned away while I dropped my pants and was able to get under the covers before she saw my hard on.
I looked over and saw she was taking off my hoodie, and I could just see her thong as she reached her arms up. I had to give my cock a few rubs, imagining her my wife or something. God she’s so gorgeous, I thought.
” Hey, you don’t have anything I could wear do you? I don’t want to sleep in this.” She turned around and she posed sticking her hip out to one side, and gave me another sexy look.
” Sure, there should be a T-shirt in that drawer over there, and I got a pair of shorts in there somewhere too.”
She dug through my top drawer, and I thought about how deciding to use the closet for my stash was a good idea. She found a T- shirt and a pair of shorts and went to the washroom to get changed.
I sat in my room, I was seriously in trouble. I didnt know if I could contain myself, and I was constantly convincing myself she wanted the same thing I wanted. I mean come on! Was this really happening? I was in la la land, and I started thinking about how I was going to make my next move when she came back in.
” The T-shirt fits okay, but your shorts were way to big, so I’ll just wear this.” Holy fuck! She looked amazing. I hadnt seen my cousin wearing just a T-shirt and panties ever! And now that I had, I knew I wouldnt make it through the night without shooting a load in this woman. My T-shirt came just above her knee, and it had looked like she removed her bra as well.
” Do you mind if I sleep next to the wall?” She asked, tossing her cloths in the corner and climbing over me, giggling,and pushing me to the outside of the bed. Than she got under the covers and turned to me. She was close enough for me to kiss, but I still fought the urge. ” Hey, thanks for the talk tonight,” she whispered. ” you’ve always been there for me, and I want you to know that means a lot to me.” She looked like she was going to go in for a kiss for a moment, a moment I found myself frozen like a deer in the headlights. ” Are you going to get the light?” She asked, and it broke me out of trance.
I got up, hiding my boner the old fasioned way, and got the lights. I got back into bed as fast as I could, anticapating a memorable night. ” Good night.” I heard Tammy say, and she turned on her side, and faced the wall away from me.
I was going through hell, even though I was in heaven. All I wanted to do was scoot over and put my arms around this girl and give her a trail of kisses that started at her neck and went down to her tight little pussy. However, I couldnt bring myself to make a move. Afraid of being rejected, losing a good friend, and my Rep, I laid in bed with my cock aching. God I wanted her.
Finally, I gave in. I would never have an oppurtunity like this again, and if I didnt now, I never would. I slowly scooted closer to Tammy, getting close enough so my body was right up against her. I waited for her to push me away, but she didnt. Instead she let out a little sigh, and was still, as if she was sleeping. I knew she wasnt, It had only been about ten minutes since we turned the lights off. I then put my arm around her, pushing it under her arm and letting it rest between her breasts. I could feel her breathing, calm and steady, still as if she was sleeping, but then I felt her hand close around mine and give it a gentle squeeze. My hard cock twitched, and I could feel it start pushing up against her ass.
I was in bliss, and could of easily slipped into unconsciencnous, but I wanted to take this all the way. After a few minutes of spooning, I slowly let my hand slide down to her flat stomach, and continue down to her legs, purposly avoiding her panties. When I found my hand resting on her thigh, I started to just gently move it up and down. I could here her breathing start to get heavier, and the sound of her tongue going over her wet lips.
I started inching my hand ever so slowly towards her pussy. I could feel the bottom half of her panties, and I slowly put a finger underneath, than another, and could instantly feel the heat coming from her wet pussy. The first thing I noticed was that she was shaved, oh how often I’ve wondered that. When I got to her clit, she let out a deep sigh and lifted her leg so it rested on mine. When she did this, my finger penetrated her a little bit, and my cock pushed even harder up against her.
I could feel her hand now reaching back and going right under the elastic band of my boxers. She wrapped her tiny hand around my cock, letting out these sexy little moans, and started jerking me off. My eyes were closed, but I wasnt dreaming. My cousin Tammy, the girl I was secretly inlove with, had my cock in her hand, and my fingers were in her pussy! My head spun, as I fought off an ejaculation.
I leaned down and started giving little kisses on her neck and it instantly made her moan noticably louder. Her pussy tightened around my fingers, and her hand quickened its pace up and down my seven inch cock. I kept kissing her neck, something I fantasised about for so long, and pushed even harder up against my half naked, sexy cousin. I started to kiss down, and was pulling away so I’d be able to go further down, which evidently was pulling my cock away from her, but the thought of tasting her sweet pussy was more than enough me to just do it.
I was kneeling down by her hips, and she was able to roll over onto her back. It was my intention to spread her legs and dive into her pussy, but for the first time since this all started, we were staring into each others eyes. She was looking up at me, and her eyes said she wanted me to take her. I moved on top of her, and started kissing her. Her mouth opened, greeting me with her tongue. We were locked in a very passionate kiss, our tongues circling around each other, always finishing one with a tiny peck on the lips, before going back in for more. I brought my hand up her side and under her shirt, cupping her naked breast. I pinched her nipple, and she let out a little squeek. We continued kissing, lasting what seemed like ours. It was a kiss we both had been waiting for so long to experience, and now that built up lust was exploding.
My cock was resting on her cleft, and the her hot pussy was burning through the thin fabric of our underwear. I slid it up and down, and pushed hard when I felt her clit. She moaned through our kisses, and it was making me crazy hearing her like this. We slowed down to catch our breath, and I caught myself deep within her eyes.
” Holy shit Tammy.. what are we doing?” I said, still catching my breath, and still moving my cock up and down on her pussy. I leaned in and kissed her again, which she accepted with her tongue, and we broke it off again.
” I don’t know… but, it feels right, right?” She said, still looking me in the eyes, but I could see she was taken aback as much as I. I leaned in again, and we shared a long, wet kiss. It seemed to settle any second thoughts we might of had, and whirled us back into a heat of lust.
I started kissing her neck, and she pushed me off. Sitting up, she reached her arms in the air, ” take this off of me… ” she asked, with a pouty look on her face. It drove me up the wall. I took her shirt, and pulled it up over her head. After it was off, she had her hands over her breasts, and just kept them there, looking a little shy. But than she slowly pulled them away, and for the first time a laid eyes on my cousins perfect tits. She laid back down, and I quickly went in to suck on them. I started with light kissing, and let my lips linger around her nipple, than I went to the other and circled my tongue around her other nipple. She let out a series of those sexy little moans, and when I let my hand slide up her leg and press against her pussy, I could tell she was really enjoying it. I kept kissing, and slowly started kissing my way down to her stomach. I gave her bellybutton a little kiss, but kept going. I kissed to the bottom of her stomach, and then contiued to her inner thigh. I kept up the light kisses all the way down to her calf, before retreating back up her leg. This time when I got to her inner thigh, my face just inches away from her pussy, she thrust her hips in the air, and started pulling her thong panties down. I helped her the rest of the way, and let them fall from my fingers as I went back in.
I started eating her out. I had dreamed of this moment for as long as I could remember, and have been told I was the best my numerous woman, three actually, and four after this night. I started with her the clit, and slowly licked it bottom to top, careful not to apply to much preasure. I flicked it against her button a few times before doing a circling motion, then pressing it as hard as I could against her. Her pussy was, by far the best tasting pussy I had ever had, and it was soaking wet. I could feel her juices all over my face, and I started to penetrate her hot love hole with my tongue. I started to make out with her pussy, and I could hear her moans getting louder and louder. Now she was moving around, and wrapping her legs tight around my head, I knew she was close to cumming. I kept up my pace, until I felt her hands grip my head and pull relentlsy on my hair. She was biting her tongue so she wouldnt wake up the neighbors, and finaly, she eased, and her legs let go the death trap hold they had on my head.
I quickly scooted back up, and sucked on her nipple for a second before making my way even further to kiss her clean on the lips, giving her a taste of her own pussy juices. Again, we were in a deep passionate kiss, and my rock hard cock was poking out of my boxers. I could feel the familiar touch of flesh on flesh, and I kissed her harder. I felt her hands pulling my dick out, and I took a second to kick my boxers off, before diving right back into her lips. My cock was rubbing up and down her pussy, and getting closer to penetrating her hole with every stroke. Our mouths remained deadlocked as finaly, I felt the head of my dick enter her. I pulled out slightly, than inched it in a little further. God she was so tight! I kept this up, until I felt her really start to open up for me, with our tongues still in their dance, I slid in all the way to my balls.
We broke our kiss, and I pushed a little deeper, both of us letting out grunts and moans of pleasure. I held my cock inside of her, cherishing the sweetest and tightest pussy I have ever had. It was like we were made for each other, and I coudnt have even dreamed it could be better. I started to slowly slide my cock in and out, and we started kissing again. I could feel her pussy tightening and releasing my cock as we got our rythym going.
” Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me….” I could here her whispering inbetween kisses, and I started fucking her a little faster, gradually picking up the pace. It was a tough moment for me. I remember how hard it was not to cum, and doing mental math in my head was not going to work.
Suddenly I felt Tammy’s hands pushing, and I fell back on my hands with my cock still inside of her. She than sat up and wrapped her legs around me, a first for me position wise. She than rode my cock, and attacked me with a series of deep kisses again, something I’ll never get enough of. I cupped her ass, and helped her up and down my raging hard on. Our bodies were sticky with sweat as we held them against eachother.
I could feel my balls tighten up, and perpare to let go. ” Tammy, I’m gonna cum…”
” Cum inside me, ooooo, yea… cum baby…., cum in my pussy…” she whispered in my ear and it was more than enough to send me over the edge. I erupted shot after shot of hot cum deep into my cousins pussy. I dropped our bodies back to the bed and thrust my cock as deep into her as I could, shooting off the last of my load. We were both breathing extremly heavy, having just made love for almost an hour. An hour that seemed to have lasted forever in my opinion. I rested my head on her breasts, my deflating cock still deep in her pussy, and could feel her fingers playing with my hair. Now this is Bliss, I thought.
” That was amazing…” Tammy said, and I looked up at her. The moon let just enough light so I could catch a shimmer of her eye.
” You don’t even know.” I said, and leaned in and gave her another slow, wet kiss.
” God, your amazing kisser, you know that.” She gave me a few more pecks. I rolled over onto my back, and she cuddled up next too me, putting a leg over mine. She rested her head on my chest, and threw and arm around me. I laid for a while, just taking in everything, and imagining that I could always have her like this. Obviously, our family would approve, and friends might be a little weirded out. But I could dream.
That morning, she woke me up with a tender kiss, and she had to get up and go home. As she started putting on her cloths, my morning wood demanded attention. I stood and walked over to her, taking her into my arms, and gave her a hot kiss. She knew what I had in mind.
” I really can’t, Jeff and I actually have something too do this morning, but don’t worry, if we keep this a secret, this won’t be the last time.” And she came and pressed her body against me, giving me a deep kiss. I let my hand fall on her ass, and gave it a squeeze.
” Than it’ll be our little secret than.”

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A Slight Bulge Ch 1

A Slight Bulge
Chapter 1
Going to one of my local pubs one afternoon after work, getting my pint and sagging into one of the very comfortable couches the pub provided, I gazed round the pub. It was unusual for the area of London it was in, being a pub mainly of ordinary working people, retirees, young, middle aged and with an unusual mix of men and women. It was not dominated by men intent on getting loud and drunk to impress.
The pub has a long interior with plenty of places to sit and it was fairly crowded that afternoon. I glanced round as usual scanning everybody. My eye fastened on one woman sitting at a table facing the silent TV that gave all the details on the lower part of the screen, thereby ensuring the pub’s policy of it being a place for people to actually talk as opposed to being overwhelmed by music or TV. She was idly watching the screen whilst sipping a large white wine. She was sitting on a high chair matched by a similarly high table. At right angles to me I had a sideways view of her from where I sat slightly to her right. This enabled me to see her face as well as take in her body. I was sitting below her on the sofa about 10 feet away. I had an unimpeded view of her. She quickly scanned me and went back to viewing the silent TV.
What did I first notice about her which drew my increasingly avid attention? Because I had a sideways view of her the first thing I noticed was her bra. Wearing a semi transparent light cream blouse revealed easily the outline of her bra. It was the strap folding round her body holding her full breasts that struck me. The tightness of the bra on her grabbed my attention. From where I sat I viewed a strap at least two inches in depth at the side that did the job for which they were made. She obviously needed such a bra to support such a load. However the bra was quite tight. The effect was to create a slight bulge above and below the strap where it met her back and side.
My eyes were drawn to that bulge. Was the bra just a touch on the tight side for her? A glance at her front revealed her breasts well supported. The blouse was front buttoned up to her neck but because of its diaphanous nature the effect was very arousing and revealing, though at the front her blouse was patterned making it less transparent. I was completely taken by the bulge. I couldn’t fathom why but it stirred me below.
Below the raised table I gazed at a black skirt tight against crossed legs. What appeared to be stockings, emphasised firm calves and mid-high heels in black. I was taken by this view unimpeded by other drinkers and as I was sitting below her giving me easy access to my eye. She was deeply arousing.
She glanced round the pub again, suddenly conscious at some level that she was under observation. Without giving me eye contact she clocked that I was scanning her. Her attention went to the silent TV again. A moment later she recrossed her legs so that her leg furthest from me she placed across her leg. This gave me a better view of the creased thigh and stocking tops. I had a glimpse of white flesh confirming the stockings. She continued watching the TV.
Another quick scan of where my eyes were. This time I did not divert away from where I was gazing. Eyes back to TV. But a very slight smile on her face and a further sip of wine. My eyes back to that bulge. Another scan. TV and more of a smile.
I am completely stiff and glad that my pants can contain it.
I am aware now that I am the subject of inspection. I do not make eye contact. Am aware that eyes are all over me. I make a decision. In the couch I widen my legs at my knees giving a message that could be ambiguous or not. I am the one glancing sideways at the TV now.
I look up and catch her looking between my thighs at my crotch. She quickly moves focus to my eyes and then away again to the TV.
We have a connection. What to do with it? She picks up her glass with her left hand. A wedding ring is revealed. So, that had never put me off.
I needed more encouragement in order not to be seen to be pushy.
This pattern of erratic glances continued for about ten minutes. Neither of us had lost interest. She then sank back the remainder of the glass as had I. I took the chance.
Getting up and moving to the bar via her, I got her attention by my sudden movement, smiled and asked if she would like a further glass. She responded and agreed and gave me her requested wine.
At the bar I was internally shaking and raising my adrenaline level as I gave the order. The time it took felt interminable – but a minute, as no one else was waiting.
Returning she thanked me smiling. I asked if she would like to join me if she was not accompanied. Confirming my suggestion, I asked if she would like to join me on the couch or for me to join her. She seemed pleased to join me on the couch. I sat on her left quite close but giving her space too. We quickly conversed and made easy connection. We soon established that we were regulars; she had seen me there before with a woman. I had not seen her before. Her husband usually accompanied her and they tended to sit at the back of the bar in a separate room. He was away working and this was the first time for her on her own. How did she feel about that? Some trepidation but so far so good. Why the trepidation? I didn’t know how I would feel. And now?
“Well, if I’m frank, I didn’t think I would attract any attention, but I have seemed to.”
“And do you like attracting attention?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Can you say?”
“Well if I’m honest I’m not sure of your motives.”
“What do you think are my motives?”
“This is getting a bit embarrassing.”
“Do you want me to change the subject or sit elsewhere?”
“Oh no. It’s just that I noticed how you were looking at me or rather where you were looking at me.”
Without asking her to specify, I asked her, “Did you like where I looked at you?” She blushed at that.
“I think so.”
“Good.” Pausing, I then responded, “So what do you think are my motives?”
“You may possibly be attracted to me.”
“And so?”
“I’m very flattered.”
“Good, cos I am.” It was my turn to blush a little.
We smiled at each other going quiet after that rather intense interaction.
“Would you like me to say what I found attractive about you?”
Warming to me, “Yes I would like that.”
I then conveyed to her how my eyes scanned the pub clientele and how I found myself focusing on her. I recalled how I felt in a good position to be able to look at her and how I liked what I saw. I knew I had to tread with care so as not to offend as she was no spring lamb but was mature in years, say 50. Sitting sideways to me I said how delicious she looked in that blouse, that being semi transparent was very appealing. Then I grasped the nettle and told her what had got to me. I had nothing to lose.
“Actually it was your bra that attracted my attention.
“Oh dear, the fact they are so large eh?”
“Well no.” Then I explained how the bra at her side under her arm swelled slightly above and below the strap. She was silent and looked away from me then, “You found my strap against me attractive then?”
“Very.”
“Not fat?”
“Not at all. You have a very slight plumpness that I find very appealing. I think you are lovely and dare I say it, very sexy looking.”
She blushed but smiled, looking even more attractive and sexual to me.
“I admire your forthrightness even if it does take me aback.”
“Can I be even more forthright then?”
“Sure.”
“I just love stockings.”
“You are observant.”
“It wasn’t difficult when you were sitting over there. You like wearing them?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“That’s personal. But if you must know I find them healthier. And, and, I, err know they are a turn on.”
“They certainly are and they are for me right now.”
“Would you like another beer? I think it’s my turn.”
She rose to get the drinks, walking to the bar and affording me a lovely view of her rear. The skirt emphasised her hips and the cheeks of her arse which were quite pronounced as her skirt tucked back under meeting her thighs.
On her return she smiled as I took her in enjoying her shape. As she got near me I could make out her suspenders doing the job of gartering her stockings. Stiff making. I was relieved I was stationary.
“I’m Denise by the way.”
“Ian.”
“So were you hoping to get attention when you came here?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“And now?”
“I guess so.”
“Well I didn’t expect to do so, but I’m pleased it’s happened.”
We continued in mutual warmth and increasingly relaxed with each other through our drinks. I had three pints which is usually enough on an empty stomach. I started wondering how to continue this play we were engaging in, when she said, “That’s enough for me” when I asked her if she wanted another.
“I like you Ian but wonder where we go from here.”
“Mutual on my part Denise. I know I would like to see more of you,” ambiguity virtually shouting itself.
“What are you doing for food?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“I could rustle up something.”
“Really, that would be great.”
“I’m not far from here.”
“Taxi on me?”
“Fine.”
We left the pub and I hailed a taxi immediately. Denise gave her address. We stopped at a block of flats and ascended the lift to the 3rd floor. We had not spoken much once out of the taxi but walked a little uncomfortably to the lift, where we were very conscious of each other’s presence. We were not touching in anyway and I wondered if we had gone cold on each other. I had become rather shy. I couldn’t determine where she was coming from. Once inside, she flung off her coat and asked if I would like a drink whilst she put some food together. I announced I wasn’t in a hurry. She visibly relaxed and went into the kitchen bringing back a bottle of red wine suggesting I open it if I was fine with red.
As I opened it she collapsed on the couch with one arm over the armrest and her still heeled feet on a small stool. I poured the wine and sat on the couch next to her, facing her, enjoying her in her relaxed state which I put down to the wine she had in the pub as well as being in familiar surroundings.
We established we were both married, had two children each, mine still at home, hers left the nest. Pause.
“So who is the woman in the pub I’ve seen you with a few times then?”
“My mother.”
“Really? She looked in good shape. She looked more like a good catch to me.”
“What are you saying Denise?”
“You both looked familiar with each other for her to be your Mother.”
“We just get on really well together. It is possible you know. Not all sons are distant from their mothers.”
She didn’t look convinced, but I was not going there given how little I actually knew her.
She crossed her legs toward me and in doing so revealed more thigh and just another sight of flesh. She responded, “Your staring at me again Ian.”
“May I?
“I’m not telling you to stop.”
At the same time she reciprocated my viewing of her with gazes at me. I watched her scan me over. She had obviously seen my hard pressing against my denims. I ran my eyes over her breasts. She smiled and then laughed at my taking them in.
“You like them don’t you?”
“Very much Denise. Do you?”
“I love them, I always have done. I can’t stand women who decry their breasts unless they are so huge they are a physical strain. Ian I liked what you said about me admiring my plumpness. I have been cautious about it worrying about going to fat but you reassured me I wasn’t, at least I hope that’s what you meant?”
“I did mean that.” Intuitively I then posed a question.
“Denise I sense that you haven’t done this before?”
“What?”
“Invited a man back to your flat who isn’t your partner?”
“No. Why do you ask that?”
“Cos you’re being very open with me.”
“I like you that’s why and I think I trust you.”
“Thank you.”
I put my hand out near her, inviting her to take it. She regarded me and slipped her hand over mine. We dallied then I clasped her fingers in mine.
“I think you decided to invite me back before I even thought through it all Denise.”
“Yes I did. When I saw you at the pub first I felt wonderful you were looking me over. It’s a long time since I felt that or even noticed it.”
“Or wanted to notice it.”
“I suppose so. I didn’t suppose we could have gone round to your place Ian. I imagine that either your family are there or you may be staying at your Mother’s.”
“The latter actually.”
“She seemed a bit like she would resent anyone else Ian.” I said nothing but she had a point. I just couldn’t tell her about my true relationship with her, at least not yet.
“Let’s get back to you Denise.” At the same time I released my hand from hers and gently stroked her bare arm. She tensed slightly and then relaxed as I moved slowly back and forth up to her upper arm where it met her blouse.
“I’m not sure about this Ian.”
“This?”
“You know, you touching me. What will it lead to?”
“Only what you want Denise.” I then moved the back of my hand to her cheek and stroked it lightly. She didn’t stop me. More confident, I moved to her neck and tucked under her hair which fell to her shoulder. She did not demur but looked right at me and then sighed and closed her own.
I now had the freedom of her face neck, shoulder and arm. I moved my other hand to the other side of her neck and stroked her there. Her head rested on the back of the couch.
I moved that hand down over her chest reaching her furthest breast and rested on her initial curve and paused there. Sliding slowly I cupped my breast over her nipple. Even though it was a strong bra I could just make out the stiffness there. Rubbing my hand over the spot I increased the pressure and gave it a gently squeeze so she would be very aware of my action. She suddenly put her hand over mine.
“I shouldn’t be letting you do this.”
“But you are.”
Denise didn’t respond. I sat back from her. She wasn’t sure how I had taken her remark. She looked uncertain of me. I reacted intuitively. I went to sit in the armchair immediately opposite her but still very near. She thought I was put off by her. However I said I just wanted to look at her. A faint smile slightly reassured her.
“You look edible Denise and luscious.” She just beamed. Saying warming things was apparently not the norm to hear for her or so it seemed.
“Denise open your legs.” Hesitation and doubt at the nature of my demand. How would she respond? Slowly she opened her legs revealing the darker part of her stockings. I smiled enjoying the view, shifting my eyes between hers and her thighs. She was very engaged with my change in behaviour.
“Wider.” She reached the limit of parting her legs without hitching her skirt up. I continued switching my eyes between hers and her thighs. Slowly she hitched her skirt further up her thighs beyond her stockings until pure white flesh revealed as well as a hint of panties. Denise was able to expose her thighs and panties to my view. It was such an erotic interchange.
“Open your blouse.”
Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse from the high neck down toward her breasts. She stopped midway.
“Go on.”
Unbuttoning down to her waist and pulling the remaining ends from her skirt, she pulled the blouse to either side of her voluminous bra. I stroked my hardon in front of her. I now had a view of her cleavage and slightly swollen breasts against her bra as well as tufts of hair emanating from her panties. Denise waited expectantly for further instructions.
“Masturbate.”
“Oh my God.” But she moved her right hand down to her crotch and proceeded to rub her cunt over her panties.
“Pull them aside and do it.” I watched in fascination, still surprised by her submitting to my instructions. I started to rub my hardon again as she delicately stroked her own cunt and clit wet with her own fluids.
“Play with your nipples as well.” She went along with me without complaint lifting her right nipple from the confines of her bra revealing hard brown stiffened tightness to my view. Denise became concentrated on herself as she flipped her fingers between her wet lips and clit in rhythmic sweeps and squeezed her nipple in unison with her other hand.
Unzipping myself I pushed my denims and pants down to release my prick from its confines at the same time as reaching for my lubricant from my jacket nearby, (kept conveniently for my porn club outings). Denise watched as I poured enough over my stiffness. Once I had the smoothness all over my prick I continued to give her my concentration.
Denise let her head rest on the back of the couch whilst getting her other nipple out to cross caress.
We both were now wanking in unison enjoying each other’s pleasure.
“Finger your arse Denise.”
“You filthy bastard Ian, what a dirty mind.” Nevertheless she proceeded to respond to my order and took her wet index finger to her sphincter and pushed it against herself whilst moving her other hand from her nipples to her cunt to take up the gap. She actually switched hands doing this as her right hand was obviously the dextrous clit handler. Denise was in full flow now, uninhibited and shameless in her movements pushing her finger just inside her dark bud. I took another chance.
“Lick it.” Knowing which finger I meant she lifted her index finger from her arse and offered it to me instead. I moved forward offering her my mouth. She made me move toward her more so that I could reach her. She made the final push and slipped between my lips into my mouth. She was clean but gave off a slight tang to my tastebuds. She smiled smugly pleased that I hadn’t jibbed at her demand.
I sat back after giving her my tongue in her mouth to show our relish for each other.
We were well matched.
We resumed wanking as I bid her to cum whilst being watched. She closed her eyes again as she increased the pace of rubbing. She became very intense in herself. Still in her heels and stockings her thighs widened and stretched out stiff to the floor. Her hand was now working between her nipples and the other flipping from her vagina to her clit in light fast movements.
“Oh my God Ian you shit I’m close for fuck sake. Ian I’m cuming. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh Ian I fucking want you I’m there oh, Ian yes, yes, yesss.” Her hips lifted from the couch in a total spasm as she went right over in her cum.
As she was in the throws I got up and stood over her wanking myself to the same point. I was ready. I hung back until she opened her eyes. Recognising what I was going to do she murmured, “yes Ian yes.”
I came all over her face, mouth and breasts as I spewed myself over a very willing Denise. I collapsed next to her. We lay next to each other, my cum still on her face. She moved toward my mouth with hers. I kissed her pushing my tongue in her mouth and picking up my spunk to load it into her mouth. She swallowed. We sank back into the couch and held each other close.
“I didn’t realise I was like that Ian.”

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True Story

Banging my Sister-in-law-Frank and Eva

The first time my sister-in-law flirted with me…
Was when she was helping me straighten up a recently vacated apartment in a building my elderly mother owned. Eva had trudged down the street bundled up in winter clothes on a bitterly cold day in our Midwestern city to help me out, knowing I wanted to get the flat rented by February 1st.

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Sex Joke

DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEALER AND HOOKER

What is the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker?
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Last One at the Party

This story is for my friend Alex (also knows to me as Cumdumpster_314). I hope it is brutally rape-y enough for her liking.

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Nick and Jayne

I rolled over and slammed my hand down onto the alarm, ending the annoying ringing that had woke me up. It was the first day of summer, and I had forgotten to turn my alarm off so now I was awake way earlier than I had wanted. I decided to get up instead of trying to regain sleep. I went down to the kitchen and fixed myself a decent breakfast of cereal. After I proceeded to the shower and preparing for the rest of the day. I finally looked at the clock again and saw that it was 8:30.
I suppose I should take time to say who I am. My name is Nick Hunter, I am 16 years old, and live in California. I’m about 6’1”, 155 pounds, short dark blonde hair. I had an athletic body due to the amount of soccer I played usually daily for either my school’s varsity team and now since that ended it was usually just personal training at a local park with an IPod or something like that. I lived with my mom, older brother Jake who was 21, and younger brother David who was 13 in a good house.
After killing time on the computer and other various activities like watching TV or just listening to music I got a text on my cell phone asking if I wanted to go to a beach bonfire later tonight from the girl I had been chasing after for the better part of half a year, Jayne Spindler. I had known Jayne since I had started high school two years ago, and we had been good friends throughout those two years. Jayne was one year older than me and going to be a senior in high school, about 5’4”, she had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes that reminded me of a tropical ocean, about 34B tits, a wonderful tight firm ass, and a great body since she was a soccer player as well. It wasn’t until I had broken up with my last girlfriend, Katey, that I realized how much I liked Jayne. The only problem was that I knew Jayne had no interest in me, or so her friends had told me after I had asked them to see if she had any feelings for me.
Jayne’s best friend was a very close family friend of mine named Amy, who I had known for the better part of 12 years. It was to her I went when I wanted to know if Jayne had any feelings for me, I was heartbroken when she had told me did not.
The bonfire wasn’t supposed to start for another 30 minutes, so I sat down to watch some random TV show with my younger brother. I woke up an hour later and quickly jumped up and grabbed my car keys and hopped into my Nissan Altima and started driving towards the beach. When I arrived there I found Amy sitting with some other girls from school, “Hey Nick, deciding to show up fashionably late as usual?” she said in her usual sarcastic tone.
“No I fell asleep on the couch and David forgot to wake me up” I said “Do you know were Jayne is? She said she would be here” I asked.
“Yea I saw her go for a walk down the beach towards the peer. I saw Kevin get up and go the same way about 5 minutes later just to let you know” she said.
I sighed in frustration. “Ok thanks Amy” I said with my anger clearly audible from my tone. Kevin was Jayne’s ex-boyfriend, She had broken up with him last month after she walked in on him cheating on her with one of the slutty cheerleaders from our school.
“She told me to tell you to go find her when you get here she wants to talk to you, be careful if you find Kevin though” she informed me. Almost everyone knew how much I hated Kevin after finding about him cheating on Jayne. Not just that, it was the fact that he kept trying to get her back was the most annoying part of it.
“K thanks Amy” I said. I started off in the direction of the peer, really hoping that I wouldn’t run into Kevin trying to convince Jayne to go back to him. After about 5 or 6 minutes of walking I heard a voice above me on the peer itself and connected it to Kevin.
“I don’t know why you keep ignoring me like this Jayne.”
“How can you be so stupid Kevin?! You cheated on me and you still keep trying to get back with me, take the clue and leave me alone!” Jayne said harshly.
“Why can’t you just accept my apology Jayne?! I made a stupid mistake” he pleaded
“You didn’t make a mistake, I know exactly what you wanted. Since I wouldn’t have sex with you, you found someone who would. You cheated on me and to me that was basically saying I meant nothing to you. Now just leave me you pathetic piece of shit!” Jayne replied fiercely.
“You fucking bitch” Kevin shouted. Then I heard the slap of a palm onto a face, and then I heard Jayne exhale in pain. This sent me over the boiling point as rage filled my body and I took off at a sprint up to the entrance of the peer. In the distance I could see the outline figure of Kevin leaning over Jayne’s crying body.
I reached them in what seemed like no time. Kevin heard my pounding footsteps and looked up just in time to see me lunge at him and tackle him to the wooden plank floor of the peer. I threw my fist into the side of his head over and over again. Somehow Kevin managed to get a hard blow into my stomach which sent me backwards and then he started slamming fists into my stomach and head. I kicked out hard into him and as I got up I saw him running at me, just before he got to me I dropped onto one knee and flipped him over my back onto the floor of the peer. As he was getting up on his hand and knees I sprinted over to him and threw my knee into his face and I felt and heard the satisfying crack of his nose breaking as he passed out. I stood over his unconscious body breathing heavily.
It wasn’t until I heard Jayne’s sobs that I came back to reality. I rushed to her side and found her arms and face badly bruised from Kevin’s attacks. I reached out to touch her, but as soon as I made contact with her arm she panicked and let out a sob. “It’s ok Jayne it’s me, Nick” I whispered comfortingly to her.
“Oh thank you so much Nick, I wasn’t sure what he was going to do” she cried fearfully.
“It’s going to be ok Jayne, he won’t hurt you anymore. I’ll protect you from him” I said reassuringly. All she could do was cry into my arms as I held her. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” I carried her back to my car, and sat her down in the driver’s seat as I fetched one of the first aid kits I had from the trunk. I turned the light on in the car and began cleaning up some of the dried blood from her nose. I handed her an icepack and told her it was for the swelling. She held it over her left eye as she looked down at the seats.
She suddenly dropped the icepack and inhaled in shock. I looked up and saw her staring at my face. “OH MY GOD, are you ok Nick?!”She asked as she saw the extent of my injuries on my face. I could still feel a little blood flowing from my nose and a cut above my right eye.
I’ll be fine, I’m more worried about you though” I told her.
Let me clean you up a little at least, it’s the least I could do.” She pleaded. I refused her at first telling her I was fine. “Nick, I will NOT take no for an answer” she said forcefully.
“Fine if you have to.” I said. She then proceeded to get another first aid kit from the trunk (I had quite a number of these due to soccer injuries).
“This will sting…A lot” she warned as she picked up the anti-septic spray.
“Fine, do what you have to” I told her.
“Close your eyes” She warned. I did as she told, as soon as the spray hit the gash above my eye I muffled a cry. I won’t lie, that hurt like a bitch. After she had put a bandage over the gash, she kissed the top of it.” There you go, all better” she said. I looked up and smiled at her and was rewarded with a smile that melt my heart.
“Oh yea, I just remembered. When I got here Amy said you wanted to talk to me about something.” I said curiously.
“Oh…yea I did. I completely forgot.” She said.
“If you want to wait to talk about it that’s fine, you’ve had a rough night.” I said.
“No, I want to talk to you still” she informed me.
“Ok whatsup Jayne?” I asked.
“Well, Amy told me earlier today about how much you care for me” she told me.
My heart started beating a lot faster. “Oh, what did she say exactly?” I enquired.
“She said that you broke up with Katey because of how much you liked me, I just want to know if that’s true.” She asked me this in a tone I couldn’t make out. Was it anticipation? No it couldn’t be, Amy had already told me Jayne didn’t care for me like that.
“Yes, it’s true. I love you Jayne, I have since I met you two years ago my first day of high school when Amy introduced us. If you don’t feel the same way about me, I understand. It will hurt me a lot, but I still hope we could be friends. I don’t want to lose what we hav…” she cut me off there as she kissed me enthusiastically on the lips. I returned her kiss with the same amount of enthusiasm, we both opened our mouths and our tongues danced with one another. She broke off then.
“Take me to my house, my parents and little brother are out for the weekend.” She informed me.
“How did you get here?”
“Amy drove me here, I assume when she realizes both of us are gone were we are.” She said lustily.
“Then what are we doing here still?” I asked her sarcastically. With that she moved over to the passenger seat as I put the keys in the ignition and took off out of the beach parking lot.
We must have made it to her house in a record time, or so it seemed to me. Jayne unlocked the front door and opened it. As soon as I walked in after her, the door closed behind me and I was pushed onto her couch. Her lips were planted forcefully onto mine and she tugged my shirt off. She ran her hand down my chest and abs, it was like firecrackers exploding under my skin every time she touched my skin. I pulled her shirt off her and exposed her black lace bra covered tits. I reached behind her as we were still kissing and unclasped her bra, exposing her perfect tits. I felt her hand fumbling with my belt buckle, I helped her take my pants off so that I was laying on her couch in just my boxers. I flipped her off from on top of me to underneath me, and I started pulling her pants off exposing her shaved pussy. “No panties?” I asked. She only blushed and nodded. “You naughty girl.”
“How naughty? Show me” she said seductively. With that, I moved my kisses slowly down her body from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, spending time sucking each nipple. I then continued my kisses down her stomach till I was kissing the inside of her thighs. “STOP TEASING ME ALREADY NICK!” she moaned.
“What you don’t like it?” I asked sarcastically.
“NO!” she practically shouted it at me.
“Fine ruin my fun then” I sarcastically. I pulled her pussy lips apart with my fingers and licked her slit. I slid my tongue inside of her and started sucking on her pussy lips. I moved my tongue out till I was licking her clit, I then slid two fingers inside of her pussy and proceeded to finger her and lick her clit at the same time. Her breathing became labored and her head lolled back with her eyes closed in pleasure.
“Nick, I’m gonna cum.” She breathed out as a whisper.
“Do it Jayne, cum for me baby” I encouraged her. She then let out a long moan and her juices flowed over my chin as she came. She was breathing hard still as she got onto her knees on the floor in front of me as I sat on the couch. “What are you doing” I asked
“Returning the favor” she told me as she licked the bottom of my rock hard cock from my balls up to the head. Once she reached the head, she engulfed half of my shaft in one go and continued to bob her head up and down on my dick and fondle my balls at the same time. She continued this for what felt like an eternity to me in my world of pleasure until I felt that familiar pressure build up in my balls.
“I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I warned her.
“Do it, cum in my mouth Nick” she commanded me. That was all the encouragement I needed before I blew my load into her mouth. As each spurt of cum sprayed into her mouth she swallowed the previous one.
We both sat there breathing deeply for a minute and then she said “now put that fucking dick inside of me. I want you to take my virginity tonight Nick.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to you to do something you don’t want to do” I asked.
“Yes I’m sure, I love you to Nick. I want you to be the one to take my cherry.” She told me. My heart filled with joy as I heard this.
“Then it will be a night of firsts for the both of us.” I informed her.
“Really? I thought you…with Katy” she asked confused.
“No I didn’t, now let’s do this beautiful” I told her as I guided the head of the cock to her pussy. It wasn’t until I got here till it dawned on me. “Jayne, I don’t have condom with me.” I told her.
“It’s ok. I’ve been on the pill for a year now.” She informed me “Now put that big dick inside of me Nick”
With that, I slowly pushed the head of my dick inside of her. One the head was in, I could feel the resistance that is her hymen. I looked up into her eyes once more. “Go ahead Nick, I trust you to be gentle” she said. We both took a deep breath, then I pushed past her hymen and I heard her whimper in pain. I sat like that for about a minute till she said “go ahead, I’m fine now.”
“Are you sure?” I asked her
“Yes, it hurt at first, but now it feels really good. Go slow at first though baby” she told me. I did as she asked and started to push all the way in and then pull back out slowly. I slowly started to increase my pace, but apparently it was too slow for her, “Come on Nick, Fuck me HARD” she told me. I complied and started to thrust as deep as I could into her, and then pull almost all the way out till it was only the head of my dick still in her before I shoved it back into her hot, tight pussy. I rubbed her clit as I fucked her.
“Oh yea baby, fuck me. Does my tight little pussy feel good wrapped around your big dick?” her dirty talk was driving me crazy, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. Jayne started breathing harder and faster, “I’m Gonna cum soon Nick. Want me to cum on the big dick of yours?”
“Yea baby, do it. Cum on my dick as I fuck you” I told her. It wasn’t much longer until I felt her pussy spasm and clamp down on my dick. This was enough to send me over the edge. “I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I informed her.
“Do it Nick, Fill my pussy up with your hot cum” she said. With that, I came hard inside her pussy. I rolled off from on top of her and laid next to her on the large couch. “I’m tired” She said as she yawned. I picked her up and carried her to her room. We both laid down on her bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
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