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I sat there, listening to my music, thinking about what just happened in the past half hour. I went from being bored out of my mind, to fucking the brains out of my sister’s friends. I tried to figure out if it was a mistake or not. I mean, as far as I could tell, it was something she wanted… so I hoped it was something that wont bite me in the butt later. To be honest, I don’t know what came over me.
As I layed there with no pants on, my dick started to get a rise again just from daydreaming. Just couldn’t stop thinking about how Amia smiled up at me while she kneeled down… especially since she was the more conservative of the group. Seriously, she was the quiet one. When any conversation they had even went on the border of “dirty,” she’d clam up. I guess the quiet ones were the horniest. Or so I thought.
Suddenly, I heard my door close, and I jumped up, covering my crotch on reflex.
I thought it was my sister, coming to yell at me for what I did with one of her friends.
Standing there wasn’t my sister, but Cathy.
In case you missed my first description of Cathy, let me re-iterate. She was tanned now, but before she had great olive skin, not a blemish in sight, except for a slight freckle here or there. . . Her hair looked dirty blonde, slicked back from the water she was swimming in previously, but you can see the roots where her hair was light brown.
But now, she was wrapped from the chest down in a white towel. And there she stood, damp, dripping all over my carpet floor, smirking, and starring at my crotch, which I just covered out of reflex.
“So…” she said. She stood there, looking me up and down. Mostly down. Her eyebrow was raised.
“Cathy, what the fuck? Do girls ever knock? Isnt that, like, ‘Be a lady 101’”? I said.
I started to put the blanket over my torso as I stood up. She looked like she could see right through the cloth.
“Oh shush,” she said. She wandered toward my window, and peeked through the blind. “Nice view of the pool you got there… you haven’t been peeking on us, have you?”
“Lady, it would take more than seeing a few teens in bikinis to get my rocks off. ”
“Unless one wanders into your room and wanted to have some fun…” she said, then she walked right up to me, and started squeezing my dick through the blanket, “…with this?”
“I don’t know what your talking about. ”
“Oh please, I know a cock that’s just been fucked when I see one. You toweled off a little, but I can still smell the sweat. . . ”
She was now really close to me. Inches from my face. She was still squeezing me. Her big, brown eyes were staring right into mine.
“And Amia took SO long…”
She moved her hand from outside the blanket to inside, now full on squeezing me. It felt like she was going to milk the blood to my cock. I let the blanket drop.
“So I came up to see where she was… and I heard all that moaning… so I peeked…”
“What do you want…” was all I could say.
“I want what you gave her…”
She let her towel drop.
She was completely nude, but still wet from the pool. “I NEED what you gave her. Its been months. I just got out of high school, and I am so dam tired of using the same fucking vibrator. I need a cock. ”
I look at her nudity. Her tits were an excellent shape, and her ass curved perfectly into those toned thighs. She was short… petite. .
"Fine. " I grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her close.
“So you want a cock…” My hands went from her hips to her ass cheeks. “Why mine…” I grabbed as much flesh as my hands could hold. The sudden squeeze made her let go of my dick, and grab the back of my neck.
“Because I see what you have, and I want it. ”
Then we kissed. First slow… then I stopped it.
“What exactly do you want. ” I started to push her toward my door, so I could close it. Once it was closed, I pushed her back against it, lifting her.
If I was going to do this, I was going to be as aggressive as I wanted.
“Tell me…specifically….
She looked into my eyes with a face of determination. She understood the game…
“I want get fucked by my friend's older brother because I am a horny and dirty little slut. So fuck me. . ”
I pull her up against me, still keeping her against the wall, and we kiss again.
Hard. We inhaled deeply and held our breaths as we tasted each other. We got more aggressive, like one was trying to submit the other. Her legs wrapped around my waist. My cock, now fully erect, hovered just under her sex. I felt the heat from her sweet pussy. The moisture above my crotch felt warm and slick… I knew this was her own wetness, not just from the pool.
I carried her to my desk so I could set her down, with our mouths still pressed against each other. I pushed everything out of the way, onto the floor.
I pulled her hair from behind to lift her chin, so I can get to her neck. I kissed (if not devoured) every part of it, and worked my way down….
I rub her thighs up and down as I stare up at her… she has a mischievous look on her face. Smirking, while biting her own lip. I run my fingers up her pussy, just a little. She is soaking now… a strand of wetness forms from my finger, leading to her sweet cunt. . .
I lick her from the bottom of her slit to just under her clit. I notice her face tense up as I got close to that spot, so I knew she was sensitive. I kissed and sucked around her entrance, just to tease a bit.
Then my tounge slowly trailed its way to her little clit. I felt around her hood, then just slowly lapped at the head. She moaned as she started to play with my hair. Her legs were on my shoulders as I massaged her abdomen.
I put my lips over her entire clit, and started to suck as I still tasted her with a sharper tongue… just around the clit, not directly on top of it. She quivered. “Fucccck…” she uttered.
With one hand still pressed on her lower belly, I put two finger from my other hand insider her pussy, and felt her G-spot, moving my fingers as well as lifting her pussy up to my face.
“Oh GOD” she says as she grips the back of my head. I still work on her clit while working my fingers.
“Im almost—“ She start to say, but now my tongue is directly on the head of her clit, and I work her g-spot faster. I stare right into her eyes as my other hand goes from her belly to her neck, just to hold her down. “OH FUCKING YESSSSSSSS!!!!”
Her hips buck up against my face as I keep going. I feel her hole tighten around my fingers, and I can feel a pulse. She cums all over my hand and her legs wrap around my head, and she pulls my hair in ecstasy until it hurt. Her mouth is open in a silent scream.
When she calmed down, a stood up. I tasted her on my fingers. She was still breathing heavily. “Wanna taste?” I asked. She nodded, and I put my fingers to her mouth. She held onto my arm so she could taste every bit.
“Get up”
I pulled her up by the back of the neck, then held her face to mine with both hands to I could taste her juices. “You made a mess on my desk…”
“Did I?” she said, innocently.
“Yeah. You’re a dirty girl. Making messes like that. ”
I pushed her on the bed, she falls backwards
“You gunna fuck me…?” She spread her thighs a little wider so I can see how red her pussy was… she was grinning.
“The fuck you think…”
I get on top of her so that I’m at her eye level, and line myself up.
She smiles and teases my lips, biting at my lower one, as I rub my cock head against her clit, then along her slit.
“You ready for what you asked for?” I asked.
“Mhmmm…”
“You really want it…”
I inch the tip just a little inside…
“Give it to me. ”
“Give what. ”
“Give me you’re cock you fuckin—“
I thrust deep inside her. Her mouth opens slightly. I start to fuck her.
“Ohh. .
We kiss. She was more hungry then I was. Her tongue was so long it felt as though it would tickle my throat. We bit each others lips. I thrusted faster. I got up a little and held myself upright with my hand around her neck, gently.
She was breathing hard. “Yes… yes… yes…” was all she could say. Her legs wrapped around my waist. With my hand still gripping her throat, I felt her stomach. Her abdominal muscles were tense. Her back started to arch.
“I’m… I’m gunna…. ”
She wrapped her legs tighter, pulling me in as far as I could go, and she came.
“Good for you… but we’re not done…”
“Mmmmm…” she moaned. “What still not satisfied?”
“You asked for this. You’ll know when I am. ” I stood up on the bed, still erect. “Come here”
She was on her knees now, grabbed my hips to keep balance.
“Clean me. ”
Cathy took me in, licking every bit of her cum off my cock. Then she started to fully give me a blow job. She stared at me with those big eyes of hers. I gently held her back by pulling her hair.
“We aren’t finishing that way… Turn around, and bend over, like a good girl. ” She obliged, still grinning,
She thought she was going to be in control, but now I was the one in charge. She displayed herself to me, and her skin was even flawless from behind.
“Why are you so quiet?” I asked. “This is what you wanted. . ”
“Quit admiring and put it---*GASP*”
I stopped her in mid sentence thrusting again in her pussy, no going much deeper than I did before. But this time, I wasn’t starting low, I was now, fucking her with everything I had.
“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK” She was arching her back again, pushing up against me as I continued to assault her pussy, now schlicking with so much of her own juices and my own precum. I pulled her hair, to bring her head closer to mine.
Her face was frozen in beautiful orgasmic agony.
I slowed down a bit.
“Hope you love this…” I whispered.
I sped up again, but this time, just to tease a bit, I tickled around her anus with my thumb.
“NO! NO PLEASE, DON’T! I---OH MY GOD---“ The fear of being analy probed got her excited enough to take her over the edge. I felt her pussy tighten as she came, again, for the third time.
Her reaction, her sudden jump, got me over the edge too.
I pulled out.
“Come here. . ” I pulled her to me, by the back of the head, and fed her my cock. She started sucking automatically.
“Im gunna cum…”
I held her head still and came down her throat. It felt like I filled a pint. When I finished, we collapsed on the bed, with her at my side.
“Wow…” she said.
“Yeah…. Sorry if I hurt you…”
“Don’t apologize. That was the hardest I’ve cum in months. ”
“You better go, the girls are waiting for you. ”
She left downstairs, wrapped in a towel, possibly to find the bikini she left behind, but now she smelled more of sweat then pool water.
I wandered, still pantless, to the bathroom across the hall. I really needed a shower after that. Thought of burning some incense afterward in my room.
But then, of course… I forgot to lock my door again…
Part 3?
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