Taboo
2011-03-10
The first night behind us, Sabrina and I woke up the next morning to find that thankfully, we were still alone in the house. She looked at me and smiled, and I at her, then I kissed her. We hadn't said a word; there was no need for any words. Her expression changed a little, and she asked me "did we make a mistake? You know, doing it last night?"
Wanting to reassure her, I touched her face, kissed her softly again, and replied, "I feel great about it. I'm glad I finally have gotten to show you all my feelings for you. Of course, we have to keep it a secret for now, but to me, you're my girl now. Will you be my girl?"
She smiled and nodded, and lay her sweet face against my chest a little while longer before we got up and got dressed. I watched her lithe, willowy frame stand up and playfully said "good god, how did you get that hot?" She smiled shyly and replied, "Its from being in gym, working on my fitness!"
Having already pulled my jeans on, I stood up, pulled her close and kissed her again the way I had, at one time, kissed her mother.
We went on about our day for a little while- I couldn't get the feeling out of my mind of having had sexwith her for the first time just a few hours ago, and was getting hard again replaying the memory- I walked into the kitchen where she stood in front of a cupboard, looking up at the contents, her arms slightly raised with her hands on the doors, the thin fabric from her t shirt clinging to her tits in that special way!
I stepped behind her, pushing against her, holding her waist and kissing her neck.
She pushed her ass against me and said "Wow" her eyes big. I ground against her,getting harder still, until I had to have her again. I started to unbutton her jeans, and slipped my hand in her panties, rubbing her pussy as I kissed her and rubbed her back with the other hand. Her pussy was soaking wet, and through her increased breathing, she whispered with a smile "I wanna give you a blow job. " With this, to emphasize the point, she grabbed the bulge in my jeans. She continued, "If I can get it all in my mouth!" Her sense of humor was another thing that had always turned me on. .
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I clumsily but quickly unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall as she took my cock in her tiny hand. She licked the shaft and kissed the head, then licked theshaft again before taking what she could in her mouth. She was awkward at first- I think she had only found out what a blow job was from looking on the internet, but she was a fast study and quickly got into a rhythm that I could have kept up with all night, had it not been for the fact I was going to cum anytime. . . I did what I could to hold back- and she kept getting better and better at sucking and before long, I knew there would be no more holding back!
"I'm going to cum, baby. . . fuck that's good you're making me cum, I'm gonna cum now. . . . " Instead of taking it out of her mouth, to my surprise, she tightened her lips around the shaftand kept stroking me. "I'm cumming now, baby.
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. . " She nodded and made an "mmmmmmmmm" sound which was all it took. I came for what seemed like an eternity, and looked down as she caught most of it in her mouth. As I watched, in amazement, she swallowed the entire load, then licked up what was on her chin and swallowed that too.
Weak kneed, I picked her up, pulled her close, and stroked her back and ass, my now drained cock pushing on her, and asked "Where did you learn to do that?"
"Did you like it?" She asked devilishly.
"Of course!"
"I didn't think I could swallow it all, but cum tastes better than I thought it would. I've been dreaming of doing that for you for a long time! I never gave a blow job before- I just learned how to do it from talking to my friends and from practicing on cucumbers. " Shesmiled. "Now, I need a drink, though. . . "
Now I understood whyshe ate so many cucumbers, and was so glad I'd gotten them for her every time she'd asked!
We spent most of the rest of the day hanging out. We watched tv for a while, cuddled on the couch, then she helped me with a project or two around the house, and I knew there was noone I'd rather spend every minute with. She seemed to feel the same, and it was the most natural thing between us.
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It was going to be hard to hide on the occasions her mother was around. . . but we'd cross that bridge when we came to it.
As evening came, we ordered a pizza and ate in front of the tv. . . . as we watched, more into each other than the movie, our cuddling turned to caressing and kissing, and our clothes soon started to come off- round 3 of our discovery games was about to begin. . .
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