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Summer Sisters - 6
by Drewski (drewski008@gmail.com)
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After all the teasing and torment, the waiting could
finally be over. Karen and I have Eileen's house to
ourselves and promises might be kept. (mf-teens, 1st)
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PART 6
I watched from my kitchen window as Eileen and Debbie
made their way to the bus stop, but waited until 7:30,
as Karen had asked. The movie started at 7:15, but she
figured by 7:30 we would be safe. We would have a
couple of hours alone.
I strolled across the alley to Eileen's as casually
as I could, trying not to break into a sprint. Karen
met me at the back door with a kiss. The passion rose
quickly but Karen pulled away.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing's wrong," she answered, "We just need to be
cool."
"I'm cool."
"You sure?" she said, walking away.
"Yeah," I said, "It's just that we ain't got all
night."
"Settle down mister," she told me, "I'm gonna get
ready for bed."
"I'm ready!"
"You're always ready," she chuckled.
"Fuckin'- A. Born ready! Let's go.
"Just give me five minutes."
"Need some help?"
"Five minutes!"
She disappeared and grabbed a coke from the fridge. I
fidgeted and wandered around for as long as I could.
After three or four minutes I had to knock on the
bedroom door.
"Just a minute," came the voice through the door.
"Okay," I sighed.
Karen made me wait the full five minutes before she
slowly opened the door and stood behind it. Stepping
inside was like stepping into another world. The
shades were drawn, the room was lit by candles and
scented with incense. It wasn't the cheap incense I
used to cover up my pot smoke, it was an aroma I had
never encountered – delicate and feminine – some
exotic flower
My eyes adjusted to the dim light I saw her still
behind the door. "What are you doing back there?" I
asked.
"I dunno," she answered sheepishly.
"Then get on out here."
She stepped from behind the door and looked down at
her feet. She was wearing a bathrobe that looked a
little big and a whole lot frumpy.
"Is that your grandma's robe?" I asked her.
"No," she shot back, looking up without lifting her
head.
"Is that supposed to look sexy and romantic?" I asked,
trying to be funny.
"Shut up!" she said. I knew I'd hurt her feelings.
"Wanna see sexy?"
"Yeah."
She let the robe slip off one shoulder to reveal a
bare shoulder. I drew a deep breath and held it. She
was still hanging her head, but when I looked at her
face she was looking up at me through the hair that
hung down, hiding her face. When I moved toward her
she withdrew and pulled her robe back up, clutching
her arms across her breast.
"Now you show me something."
I pulled my shirt off and threw it aside. She smiled
and said, "Nice chest, muscle man."
"You making fun of me?"
"No! I mean it. You have a nice chest," she said
sweetly. I was lean in those days but strong. I swam a
lot and had fairly well defined muscles, but wished I
was bigger.
"So do you," I said, trying to return the compliment
but sounding stupid. She laughed and I felt like an
idiot. "Show me," I said, reaching for her. She pulled
away again.
She turned her back to me, bared both shoulders and
looked at me over one naked shoulder. I trembled with
excitement. When I stepped toward her she said,
"Settle down. Let's take this slow."
"I can't settle down," I said, "I've been waiting..."
I paused, thinking I'd say I'd been waiting since she
got back, but said, "I've waiting all my life for
this."
"Aw, Drew," she said and bit her lower lip. She let
the robe slide down her arms and fall to the floor at
her feet. She stood there, with her back to me,
wearing a simple, white, satin slip. I could tell she
was trembling.
"Turn around and let me see you," I said, and she did.
She turned slowly, covering herself as best she could
with her arms. I was convinced that she was truly the
most beautiful girl in the world and the sexiest sight
I had ever beheld. "Damn!" I muttered, under my
breath.
I stepped toward her and she stepped back. I took
another step forward and she took another step back.
She had an expression on her pretty face that I
couldn't quite define. It was excitement and fear, but
mostly lust and desire. Still she was so reserved that
I wondered if she'd ever let me touch her. With my
next step forward I'd backed her against a closet
door. I leaned forward and placed both hands on the
door, one on either side of her shoulders. I gazed
deeper into her eyes than I ever had, pressed my lips
to hers, but she turned her head.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing's wrong," she said, "It's just that..."
"It's just that, what?"
"You know."
"No I don't know," I said, "Look at me!"
Karen turned her face to mine but was looking down.
Her eyes were moist, welling with tears. "Are you sure
you're okay?" I asked.
"Uh huh."
"Karen?" I pleaded, "Look at me." When she did, a tear
rolled down her cheek. I wiped it way with my thumb
and said, "Should I just go? If..."
Before I had a chance to finish my sentence she threw
her arms around my neck and said, "No! Don't go! Hold
me Drew! Hold me." I took her in my arms and squeezed
her gently. I felt her warm body on mine, the cool
satin between my bare chest and her firm, young
breasts. I felt her heart beating as fast as mine was.
I went to kiss her again and she let me.
Before my tongue could touch her lips she broke the
kiss, pressed her cheek to mine and whispered, "Oh,
Drew. Oh Drew." I waited to hear the rest but she
ducked down, slipping from my grasp. She ran to the
bed, giggling like the little girl I remembered from
years before. She jumped into the bed and pulled the
sheet up to her chin. She watched me with a wild,
excited, feigned fright in her eyes, much more playful
than before. She chewed her lower lip as I stealthily
moved toward her, one slow step at a time, as if
reading myself to pounce on my prey.
She stifled her giggles as I approached. Once I
reached her I loomed over her and she cowered under
her covers. She looked down at my shorts and the bulge
inside them. I undid them and let them fall to the
floor. Her eyes grew wide as she gazed at my hardness.
"Oooh!" she exclaimed.
It wasn't because of the size, I'm sure. It was
probably the same sort of awe I felt when she dropped
that robe to the floor. I embarrassed before Karen for
the first time. I felt myself blush. She pulled at the
sheet and let me into her bed. I took her into my arms
and we kissed, tenderly and sweetly. She was
shivering.
"Are you cold?" I asked her.
"No. A little scared, I guess."
"Scared of me?"
"No. Of this whole thing."
I kissed her again before she had to think any more.
It was like tasting her for the first time. We were in
a world of our own. There was nothing beyond that bed,
outside that room. She was the only other person that
existed. The passion within us, the passion that Karen
had struggled to keep smoldering had ignited. It was
slow burn but the temperature rose with each passing
second.
Our tongues danced and dueled with a new found
maturity. We seemed to understand each other better
than ever before. Even with my eyes closed I could see
her in a brand new light. My mind swirled back to the
first moment I saw her – that pretty little girl, the
first time she smiled at me – my heart skipped a beat
that moment , the first time we touch, the first time
we kissed – a children's kiss – the first time our
naked bodies embraced. At that though, Karen moaned
into my mouth. She must have had similar thoughts. All
that had led to this.
"Oh Drew," she sighed, "I – I..."
I wanted her to say the words I longed to say, but
couldn't find. "Oh Karen!" was all I could manage.
"Yes! Yes!" came her reply and I knew she understood.
I knew that I did. I kissed up and down her slender
neck, down to those soft shoulders. She effortlessly
pulled off her slip to reveal her lovely young
breasts. I kissed each one and she moaned.. She
tangled her fingers in my hair as my lips found a
nipple and latched on. "Oh my god," she whispered.
I wanted to devour her. I kissed and licked and sucked
her other nipple. Her hands moved down my back. One
moved back up to the nape of my neck and the other
traveled down to my ass. I kissed down her belly
intent on showing her that I could indeed eat pussy. I
wanted to show her that I could please her as well as
her little sister could. Once I reached her mound and
filled my nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her
arousal she gripped my held and pulled me away.
She didn't have to say it aloud. I knew what she
wanted – what she needed. She wanted and needed
exactly want I wanted and needed. "Yes, Drew!" she
whispered, "Yes!" she seemed to answer me. I knew. She
knew. And I rose to meet her needs.
She pulled me up between her thighs. She wrapped
herself around me – arms, legs, heart, mind and soul.
My mind went into the past again – to those younger
times when were just naked babies, squirming and
wiggling together, making love the only way we knew
how. I felt my hard cock on the soft hair of Karen's
mound. That mound that had once been so bare and
smooth. I moved down and the head of my cock touched
the puffy lips of her pussy. She moaned.
My cock slid along the dripping slit. I remembered how
different it had once been, so very long ago. We were
young and excited then, but that couldn't compare to
the feelings we were discovering. I loved her as I had
loved that little girl, but multiplied by a thousand.
She was that little girl and my teenage lover at the
same time. We were about to accomplish what we had
tried so many times as children. "Uh-huh! Yes!" she
muttered, as if in agreement to my memories.
I knew then that Karen not only felt the same way, but
seemed to think the same thoughts at that moment.
"This has to be true love" I thought as I felt the
lips part for me. The head was enveloped in wet
warmth.
"Yes!" she cried out. "Oh! Oh! Oh my god!"
I could almost sense her feelings. There was joy and
immeasurable pleasure. But there was pain, physical
pain. I stopped and held still, poised there on the
brink – near the end of virginity. I was full of
feelings, physical and emotional that I couldn't quite
contain. There was that urgent need, that burning
desire, a deeper love than I had ever known, a need to
satisfy that same need in Karen – to make her cry out
and make the sort of sounds I'd heard her make from
outside her window. But I knew she was in pain and I
couldn't bring myself to hurt her for the world.
"Do it!" she whispered. I pushed into her until she
cried out, "Oh!" and I stopped. It was so hard not to
thrust with all my might that I was shaking. "Do it!"
she whispered once more and I inched into her until
she screamed, "Oh god!"
She was whimpering and panting and I was shaking and
struggling to fight my instincts. Instincts that told
me to hump and pump and fuck her hard. "Do it, then
dammit! Do it!" She grabbed both cheeks of my ass and
pulled me all the way in. She let out a scream that
should have startled me, should have had me fearing
all her neighbors would hear, but there was no one
else on the planet just then, so I didn't care.
My only concern might have been that I had hurt my
tender young lover. But my instincts had taken over. I
did hump and pump and fuck Karen the way I had always
wanted to – the way she's always wanted me to. I had
longed to get Karen to make the sounds her little
sister did. That night she made all those, the sweet,
sexy little moans and whimpers. But for me she moaned
and groaned, screamed and cried.
I knew there was pain as well as pleasure in the
sounds she emitted. I knew exactly how she felt at
ever second. I was not only in her hot, tight little
pussy, but I was in her heart and her head. I knew
then and there that no one would ever know her better
or love her more. I knew too that she was and always
would be mine.
"Yes! Yours!" she cried in answer to my thoughts. I
loved it that she could read my thoughts. I knew too
that this was true love, and was deeper than I could
have ever imagined. It was at that moment that I
peaked. She pulled me inside her. She pulled with her
legs around my waist, with her hands on my ass, with
muscles in that unbelievable pussy. She pulled me into
her heart, her mind and her soul.
I exploded into her with a force I could not have
imagined. It seemed to come from the very core of me
and into the deepest regions of her womb. We became
united at that moment – bound together forever. I
spewed my lava-hot cum deep into my little lover with
shot after shot after shot. It was more than I had
ever cum. It seemed as if it might never stop and I
didn't want it to. I knew Karen didn't want it to stop
either. She wanted me to fill her to over-flowing. As
the last seemed to flow from me I felt I was about to
shrivel to nothing. "Don't stop!" she muttered. "You
can't stop now."
She was right. I couldn't stop. Although I hadn't an
ounce of strength left, I kept humping and pumping and
fucking that girl. She was still writhing and wiggling
and bucking me. I knew what she needed and that was
what I was there for. I was going to satisfy that
need, not just that night but for the rest of her
life.
"Yes, baby! Yes!" she cried. "Make me cum!" Every
muscle in her body tightened, including the ones in
that magnificent pussy. She began to twitch from head
to toe, inside and out, convulsing in orgasmic spasms.
She clutched me tight. She scratched me, she bit me.
She sobbed and moaned. She broke down in tears. I was
scared to death.
She finally relaxed a bit, she looked at me with
teary eyes and sighed, "Drew? Don't ever leave me."
"I won't Baby. I want you to marry me."
"Of course I'll marry you dumb ass. You gonna give me
babies?"
"Yeah we'll have babies"
"I love you Drew" She whispered.
"And I love you Karen," I said.
"Don't leave me!"
"I won't. I promise."
"Not tonight. Not ever."
"I won't," I muttered.
Exhausted and spent, we drifted off to sleep in warm
and sweaty embrace, drained of physical energy, but
filled with the exuberance of young love. I'm sure we
dreamed the same dreams – ones of life in home
together, surrounded by love and laughing children.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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