LOVING STEP-PARENTS
Chapter - 1
This all happened when to me when I was thirteen years old. I was a rather
shy kid who had trouble making friends. One of the problems was that David
Hemmer, that's me, did so well in school that the other kids were put off.
They were a little afraid of my brain, I guess, and I didn't know how to
communicate well enough to get them over it. As a result, I became sort of a
recluse, I would hurry home from school each day and do things on my PC to
keep busy.
My mother died when I was five and I just barely remembered her. My
father was fairly indulgent and when it came to some things would make sure
that I had only the very best. I had a good PC with a lot of software and extra
hardware. I even had a modem so I could pick things up from bulletin boards
and from other PC users too.
The people that I talked to through the modem didn't know my age, and I kept
it a secret. That way they didn't treat me like a kid and talk down to me.
One day someone suggested that I down-load some graphics that he had. He
told me they were real good graphics and that I would like them. I was
shocked to find they were pictures of men and women doing things to each
other. I'd never seen anything like that before, and even with no one around
they made me blush.
I understood what I was seeing, even if I didn't know what some of the poses
meant. I had an erection before I knew what was happening. I had been
getting these erections rather frequently lately, and I knew that I could relieve
the sexual tension by masturbating.
When my glands started working and my penis started to grow, dad bought
me books on sex and growing up. They said masturbation was natural, not
bad or naughty. I had been masturbating since the previous September and
my penis had grown from two inches to four and a half inches when it was
hard.
I did get to talk with some of the kids at school so I knew that masturbation
was called jerking off. When I saw these pictures, I couldn't help myself, I
jerked off. It felt good and since I was sure it caused no damage I had no
intention of stopping.
A lot of people I communicated with on the PC had pictures like that, and I
became an avid collector of them and copied them into a hidden directory.
I spent a good deal of my time calling up those pictures and jerking off while
I looked at them. It was one way of combating loneliness. It was fun too. I
sometimes worried that I was jerking off too much, but it felt too good for me
to stop doing it so often.
The only close friend I had was Ted. He was about a year older than me and
was one grade ahead of me at school. He had the same sort of problems in
his class as I did in mine. The kids were afraid of him because he knew more
than they did.
He was a PC nut too but his PC wasn't nearly as good as mine. I owned a lot
more games than he did and his PC had no modem so he usually came to my
house and we used my PC when we worked together. One day when we
were cleaning up the hard disk on my PC he saw that I had some hidden files.
He wanted to know what they were. It embarrassed me and I tried to get out
of it but he insisted so I had to show him the graphics.
Ted was impressed. I got a hard on while we were looking at them and I
blushed. The front of Ted's pants were pushed out too. I wondered what his
prick looked like when it was hard. It appeared his prick was bigger than
mine, it pushed his pants farther out than mine did. I noticed that Ted was
looking the crotch of my pants too and I blushed again.
Ted and I had never discussed sex except to comment on what we would like
to do to some girl we saw. Neither of us was serious about it and both of us
knew we were fantasizing. I didn't know how to handle this situation. Ted
went through several more of the graphics. Each time he brought a new one
up he would look at me, look back at the graphic, then rub his prick through
his pants.
Ted unzipped his pants then pulled down his pants and underpants and started
running his hand up and down his prick. I blushed again. I'd never watched
anyone jerk off before. He looked at me and I knew that he could see that I
my prick was hard. I tried to look away but I was fascinated by what he was
doing. His prick was just a little longer than mine but thinner. He did have a
lot more hair than I did.
"Don't you jerk off when you look at these? Gee, my balls would ache if I
didn't."
Ted would know I was lying if I said I didn't so I blushed again. I'd listened
to the boys talk at school but never joined in the conversation. A lot of what
they said was stupid and I was sure that most of what they claimed they did
wasn't true. This was the first time I'd ever talked to anybody except my
father about sex.
I managed to answer Ted. "Yeh, I guess I do."
"Well, how can you look at those graphics and not jerk off now?"
"I never did that when anyone was watching."
"I never did it when anyone was watching either, but I'm not going to sit here
and let my balls ache. Why don't you jerk off at the same time I'm doing it."
He was right about one thing, my balls were beginning to ache. Watching him
jerk off was as exciting me as much as graphics were. It really got me horny
watching him play with his prick.
Finally I couldn't take it any longer. What Ted said made sense. I pulled the
zipper on my pants down, pulled out my prick, spit on my hand, and pumped
it up and down my prick. Ted watched for a moment then turned back to the
graphics. I kept watching him. I had seen the graphics before and watching
him jerk off was more exciting. The graphic he was looking at showed a
woman kneeling in front of a man and she had his prick in her mouth. Ted
whistled and looked at me.
"Gee, I wonder what that would feel like. I'd like to have someone do that to
me."
"I don't think nice people do things like that, but it doesn't matter, I'd like to
have someone do it to me too."
Both of us pumped as fast as we could. Ted was pumping his prick through
his fist and seemed ready to come. I was ready. Spurt, spurt, spurt; Ted's
cum arched through the air; dribble, dribble, dribble; some more cum leaked
out over his fingers. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my own
cum jetted out then oozed over my hand. I found jerking off while you
watched someone else jerk off felt better than jerking off by yourself.
After that Ted would come to my house once a week and we jerked off
looking at the graphics together. I wondered what it would feel like if he jerk
me off. I also speculated on how Ted's prick would feel. We talked about
jerking each other off but decided that we weren't gay so we shouldn't do that
kind of thing.
My father, Morris, was dating a divorcee and he brought her home to
introduced her to me. Dad had dated since I could remember but this was the
first time he brought a woman home to meet me.
The next day he told me that he and Janet were talking about getting married.
I didn't particularly like the idea, it would be a major dislocation in my life.
I thought Janet was a nice lady and I liked her but I didn't want any
competition for my father's attention. We were very close and I liked things
as they were.
Janet Levitt was a nice looking woman in her middle thirties, the same age as
my father. I could see why dad was interested in her. I was interested
myself, when I thought about her it would give me a hard on and I would try
to imagine what she and dad did together. I jerked off thinking about it but I
knew that was as far as it would go, I would never have a chance to do
anything with her.
She had a daughter, Clair, who was three months older than me. After dad
and Janet got serious I met her; once when we went to the beach, and once
when they came to visit. She was pretty, with long blond hair that she wore
in a braid. Her bright blue eyes sparkled. Her breasts were developing and
her hips filling out. She was the prettiest girl that I had ever seen. She
started to take her mother's place when I jerked off.
Being pretty wasn't the only thing about her that I liked. I could talk to her
and she understood what I was trying to say and didn't giggle. She had her
own PC and she was interested in mine. I let her try mine out and she knew
her way around pretty well. If I had to have a sister, I was glad it would be
her.
She presented a problem however. I knew if she explored, she would find
those hidden files. I didn't want to delete them because they were fun to look
at when I jerked off. That was another problem. I would have to be much
more careful about jerking off. What if she caught me doing it. I blushed just
thinking about that.
It wasn't long before I was thinking of Clair most of the time when I jerked
off. I didn't have to look at the graphics. I would imagine her without any
clothes on and she would do things to me that the women in the graphics
were doing to the men. I started to have wet dreams about her and would
wake up at least once a week with my bed all wet with cum. They were the
best dreams I'd ever had. I wanted Clair to live in the same house with me
but knew it would be difficult for me if she did.
Late in July my father told me that he and Janet were going to marry and they
had set the date of the wedding for the middle of August. This caused a lot of
replanning. I usually spent the month of August with my grandmother on the
west coast. Since it was the middle of July I couldn't move the vacation up
very much. If I were to be home for the wedding, and I wanted to be, that
visit would have to be cut down to one week. I knew that my grandmother
would be disappointed but there wasn't very much we could do about it. Dad
explained things to her on the phone and arrangements were made.
I usually flew to the coast but Janet had to go to the west coast on business
just about the same time I was to visit my grandmother out there. There were
many discussions and Arrangements were made for me to travel with Janet
instead of flying.
She had several short stops she had to make to visit some clients so she was
going to drive. She and dad thought it would give the two of us some time to
get better acquainted. Since Janet wouldn't be home Clair would stay with
dad while we were away so that they could get better acquainted.
Both my father and Janet thought that Clair and I should get to know each
other better too so every day for the week before the trip, Janet brought Clair
to the house on her way to work. I did like Clair a lot but I found her
presence very disturbing. I was never in her presence very long before I got a
hard on. I realized that I was falling in love with her and that was silly.
Thirteen year old girls were interested in fourteen and fifteen year old boys.
They weren't interested in kids as young as me.
Common sense didn't help any, I had a hard on almost all the time and I didn't
have a chance to look at the graphics and jerk off. I had to go to the
bathroom two or three times a day to get rid of that hard on. I also jerked off
at least once each night thinking about her. No amount of telling myself I was
doing it too much helped at all.
This is the story of what happened. Some of the things happened to me when
Clair wasn't around and some of happened to Clair when I wasn't around.
The very best parts of it happened when both of us were together.
When Clair found out I was writing it all down, she insisted that she tell her
side of the story. Since we sometimes had different impressions from the
same events, this story became a joint venture.
(You bet I insisted. All that week I visited I would see David's hard prick
push out his pants and I knew he was thinking of me. The idea that he found
me attractive got my cunt wet and I wondered what his prick looked like. It
didn't take much imagination to figure out why he was going to the bathroom
so many times during the day. Each time he went to the bathroom I did use
my imagination to picture him jerking off and I finger fucked myself to at
least one climax.)
When we showed the story to Mom and Dad, they insisted that they had the
right to put in their own editorial comments.
Chapter - 2
I knew Dad liked Janet an awful lot. I thought she was nice too and I liked
her too even though I resented her marrying dad. She was a slightly older
version of her daughter. Where Clair showed promise of development, Janet
was fully developed. That first day in the car I couldn't keep my eyes off of
her. I just wasn't accustomed to being that close to a female for that length of
time and it had quite an effect on me.
The odor of her perfume had my prick hard as soon as I got into the car. The
movement of her breasts as she steered the car did nothing to make it any
softer. I kept a book in my lap so Janet wouldn't notice the crotch of my
pants being pushed way out. Each time we stopped for gas I went to the
men's room to jerk off.
I closed my eyes, and pretend that Janet steered the car without any clothes
on. I spit on my hand, visualized Janet's tits jiggling as she steered the car,
slid my hand up and down my prick a dozen or so times, and shot a load of
cum into the toilet hopper.
When I came out of the men's room I looked at Janet and wondered if she
knew what I'd been doing. The thought that she might made me blush. I
know she must have noticed that.
(I sure did. I knew that David didn't have much experience with the female
sex and that being close to me was bothering him. I thought it was cute the
way he tried to hide his hard on. I wasn't going to embarrass him more by
letting him know that I knew his prick was hard and it was embarrassing him.
I certainly wasn't going to let him know that it was bothering me too.)
We got to the first stop at eight that night and there were complications.
There was a convention in town. Three motels had no vacancies signs out.
There was a vacancy at the fourth one. They only had one room available
and it was for single occupancy.
By this time we were getting desperate and Janet took me aside and asked if I
would mind if they put a cot in the single for me. She asked if I minded
sleeping in the same room. The thought of sleeping in the same room with a
woman embarrassed me and I blushed. This seemed to amuse Janet, but she
pretended that she didn't notice.
(I knew David was embarrassed, but by this time his very innocence was
getting to me. I wondered what his hard little prick looked like. I began to
get horny.)
Janet took the room and had a cot put in. We had dinner while the room was
being prepared for us. I don't know how I got through that dinner thinking of
sleeping in the same room with Janet. By the time we were through dinner it
was almost ten o'clock, and Janet had an early appointment the next morning.
We went to the room to prepare for bed.
I didn't know how to handle this situation. Janet went into the bathroom and
changed to her night clothes and that made things easier. Wow! When she
came out I could see through her nightgown. I could see the nipples on her
tits, and the hair making a darker blotch in her crotch. I tried to hide my blush
and my boner. I hurried into the bathroom myself.
(I thought David's blushes were the cutest thing. The problem was that they
telegraphed what he was thinking and got me thinking the same way.)
At home I usually only jerked off two or three times a day. But at home I
only had my graphics to look at. Here I had Janet and she was really turning
me on. I got undressed, sat down on the toilet and jerked off.
It didn't take long. As soon as I spit on my hand and started to pump my
prick I was ready to shoot my cum. After only a dozen strokes I aimed my
prick down into the toilet; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot
off a load of cum. I took several deep breaths, hoped Janet didn't know what
I'd done, washed my crotch and my hands, put on my pajamas, went back
out, and got into bed.
Janet had been sitting at a dressing table and putting some creams on her
face. Then she started brushing her hair. The way her nipples pushed out
against her nightgown when she moved her arms fascinated me. I couldn't
keep my eyes off her.
(I followed David's eyes in the mirror as I was brushing my hair and realized
what it was doing to him. I couldn't help playing up to him and giving him a
really good show.)
When she was finished she came over and kissed me good night. That's the
first time she had ever kissed me and that was the final straw. It totally undid
the effects of jerking off. My prick got hard again and it started to throb. She
must have noticed it. My prick was pushing the front of my pajamas out the
whole four and a half inches. I blushed again, and again she pretended
nothing had happened.
(David was right I did see his prick standing at attention and throbbing. It got
me as horny as he was.)
I got into bed and waited until I thought Janet was asleep and jerked off
again. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my load of cum jetted
onto the sheets. It made sleeping uncomfortable, but I'd slept in a cum wet
bed before. At least we would be away before anyone discovered that I had
come in the bed.
Janet's wake up call came from the switchboard and I lay in bed and watched
her as she got up and went to the bathroom to change. Being in a woman's
bedroom is hard on a boy my age. At least I got a hard on every time I
looked at her.
I watched Janet go through the mysterious motions of 'putting on her face'.
The way she moved her arms and her body fascinated me. It was real sexy
too and it gave me another hard on. She grinned at me, tousled my hair, and
kissed me again before she went to her meeting.
As soon as she was gone I got out of my sticky pajamas and got into the
shower. I soaped my hand and moved it toward my prick when I felt the
spray of water hitting my prick head. I looked at the shower head and found
it was one of these trick showers, the kind where you can unhook the head
and change the intensity of the spray.
I unhooked the shower head from its mooring, set it on 'massage', and aimed
it at the head of my hard prick. It was a blast. The spray felt real good on my
prick and the sensation gradually built up. This was different than jerking off
with your hand. You could pretend that someone else was touching your
prick. I slowly moved the spray around the head of my prick then up and
down the sensitive under side.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I pictured Janet's naked body
and moved the spray up and down the underside of my prick. I felt my come
slowly building up. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my cum
blasted out of my prick and I hadn't even touched it. I felt a little better. I
had to get dad to buy a shower head like that for home.
Janet got back from her meeting we were ready to go. We were on our way
before ten o'clock. Janet sneaked looks at me every now and then during that
day and I thought that I saw her blush when I caught her looking. Why was
she blushing? Why should she be embarrassed? What was she thinking
about that made her blush? I couldn't understand it.
(I sure was sneaking looks, and I guess I did blush when he caught me
looking at his perpetually hard prick. I was embarrassed by what I was
thinking of doing with him. I wanted to get him into bed but didn't know how
to go about it with a thirteen year old.)
That day she did a good job of finding out what my interests were. I
discovered she knew about PCs I talked a blue streak. A few times I got so
interested in what we were talking about that I lost my hard on.
She was really nice. She talked to me as if I were another adult. There
weren't that many grown ups that I could talk to that way. I was beginning to
be glad that dad was going to marry her.
I was glad to travel across the country with Janet instead of flying, but I
couldn't keep my thoughts away from having sex with her. No matter how
interested I got in our discussion her presence would reassert itself and my
prick would get hard again.
Well, I could always jack off. I hadn't given my prick a rest since we started
out on the trip. It wouldn't hurt me to jerk off six or seven times a day. The
sex book said that you would stop getting hard before you could do yourself
any physical damage.
As far as Jerking off six or seven times a day, I beat that record easily that
day. Janet stopped for a break about every two hours. Each time we
stopped, it was jerk off time for me. I dropped a load of cum into a toilet
every time we stopped.
(Watching David blush each time I stopped the car told me exactly what his
intentions were when he went to the men's room. At that point he had me
doing the female counterpart in the ladies room each time we stopped.)
When it was time to stop for the night I noticed Janet sneaking looks at me
again. I wondered what was up, aside from my prick that is, it seemed to stay
hard no matter how many times I jerked off.
Sitting in the same car with Janet all that time was giving me a perpetual hard
on and my balls were beginning to ache. I found out what was on her mind
when we pulled into the motel.
"You know, we could save some money if we stayed in the same room again.
Do you mind, David? If you do, we can get separate rooms."
I was going to say separate rooms, but decided that I liked being in the same
room with her all night. I knew it kept me horny, but I could live with that. It
wouldn't be anything new to me. I'd been horny ever since I'd had that wild
dream last September and shot off in my sleep.
We made the same arrangements that we had made the night before. A single
room with a cot. It was late again by the time we finished eating so we went
right to the room.
(I hadn't figured out how to seduce David yet, but I knew I'd have a better
chance if we were in the same room.)
I saw through her nightgown and my prick got hard. I went to the bathroom,
sat on the toilet, closed my eyes, and remembered how it had felt when Janet
had run her hand through my hair that morning. I pictured Janet running her
hand up and down my prick. The image changed and my prick was going in
and out of her cunt. I fucked my fist until; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble,
dribble; I shot another load of cum into the toilet.
(When David went to the bathroom I could picture him jerking off. With all
the men's rooms he'd gone into that day I began to respect his recuperative
powers.)
I put on my pajamas, went back out, and got into bed. We talked for a while
after I got in the cot then she kissed me again before she put out the lights to
go to sleep. Her kiss had the same affect that it had the night before. I got
another hard on.
I waited till I thought she was asleep again, and I turned on my side, with my
back to Janet. I knew that I had to jerk off or my hard prick wouldn't let me
get to sleep. It was just getting to feel good and my hips were pumping my
prick into my hand.
(When I heard David jerking off I decided to get things out in the open.
Maybe this was the opportunity that I had been waiting for.)
"What are you doing, David?"
I couldn’t answer that. I lost my hard on. I blushed. I hemmed and I hawed.
I wanted to disappear through the floor. Janet had asked me a direct question
and there was no way that I could pretend I didn't hear it. "Nothing."
I was sure Janet knew what I was doing but maybe she would accept that
answer. I couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Nothing? Then why is you cot squeaking?"
What could I say? Janet was an intelligent person, and she would be rea-
sonable about something as natural as masturbating. I decided to blurt it out.
I was embarrassed and I blushed, but I managed it. "I'm masturbating.
Being in the same bedroom with you gives me an erection and it bothers me
until I have to do something about it."
At that time I wasn't capable of using anything but the medical terms when I
was talking to an adult and even then it was difficult.
"You poor kid. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put you in position like this. I
should have known how it would affect you."
She got up, came over, and sat down on the edge of the cot. Her
semitransparent nightie didn't help me at all. Janet was so reasonable that I
decided I could be frank. It made me blush again, but I blurted out one of the
things that caused my problems.
"That nightie doesn't help me very much at all."
"Oh, my. I didn't even think of that. Will it make you feel any better if I tell
you that having you here affects me too. It does, you know."
Janet leaned over and kissed me again. Only it wasn't like the last kiss that
she had given me. Her lips were all soft and she brushed my lips with her
tongue. I'd read about this kind of kissing and I wanted to find out more
about it, so I opened my mouth a little. She pushed her tongue into my
mouth. Wow! It was like an electric shock and it sure didn't help my hard
prick any.
Reading about those things and doing them sure were different. I got goose
flesh all over and I thought I was going to come right then. I pushed my
tongue against hers, then into her mouth. I never thought kissing could make
you feel like that.
Janet pulled away. She seemed flustered. She kissed me lightly on my cheek
again and went back to her bed without saying another word.
(I lost my nerve again. I should have taken him to bed with me. That's what I
wanted to do but I was conscience stricken about seducing a thirteen year old
boy. It just didn't seem right.)
I fell asleep, only to be awakened by a noise coming from Janet's bed. I
looked over and I could see she had kicked the covers off. Her nightgown
was pushed up around her neck. She was laying there with her gorgeous
body completely revealed to my gaze. I lay without moving. I didn't want to
disturb her.
I wanted to see as much as I could. Her tits stuck up from her body and I
could see the nipples and the surrounding pink area in the light coming
through the window. I could see the brown curly hair around her cunt. I was
so excited I could hardly breathe. Janet moaned and I closed my eyes.
Nothing happened so I squinted them open. She had moved her legs apart.
Wow! I could see the slit of her cunt. My prick stood up. I wanted to jerk
off but I didn't want to disturb Janet. Janet was breathing evenly. Her tits
raising up and down in a slow rhythm. I got out of bed and moved closer.
Janet nearly frightened me out of my wits by moaning again, bending her
knees, and spreading her legs even farther apart. I tiptoed over to see as
much as I could.
The outer lips of her cunt separated and I could see a pink inner slit. At the
top of that there was a little bump. I knew that had to be the clitoris. By this
time I was holding onto my prick real tight to keep from coming. I could just
barely control myself.
I woke up about then. I had been dreaming about David's young boy prick
and I was hot. I saw him standing there clutching his prick and decided to
give David a real show. Maybe I could make this lead to something more
interesting. I had the impulse to drag him into bed with me but couldn't make
myself do it.)
She still seemed to be sleeping. I looked as hard as I could. I wanted to
remember as much of this as possible. There was moisture all along the inner
lips of her cunt. I knew from my reading that when a woman gets horny her
cunt gets wet with lubricant. Was Janet horny? Did women have wet dreams
like boys had?
I knew the kind of dreams that would wake me up with my pajamas and
sheets all wet with cum. Was Janet having that kind of a dream now? Did
ladies have the kind of dreams I had? Who was Janet dreaming about? Was
she dreaming she was doing things with dad? I tried to picture dad laying on
top of her and pushing his prick in and out of her cunt.
(All of the above plus some fantasies that included David. Even though I'd
told him how attracted I was to him he still didn't realize how much I wanted
to suck his cock and have him fuck me. He had no conception of how
attractive he was to me.)
Janet moaned and she spread her legs even farther apart. I was getting an
eyeful. She put a hand over one of her breasts and squeezed and rubbed. She
reached down, inserted two fingers into her cunt and pushed them in and out.
Wow! She was jerking off. I knew that girls could do it, but I was a little
vague about the mechanics of how they did it. Now I knew a lot more about
the mechanics. It made sense to me. A boy used his hand to make an artifi-
cial cunt and a woman used her fingers as an artificial prick. I didn't know
that adults jerked off, but I guess if they got horny it would help them just as
much as it helped a kid. Did Dad jerk off too? Did he do it as much as I did?
(For your information, David, I jerked off frequently. Since I was selective
about who I slept with I did it quite often before I met Janet. As to jerking off
as frequently as you were then, I just wish that I could. At my age I don't
have your recuperative powers.)
Janet moaned and her fingers slid in and out of her cunt faster and faster. She
lifted her hips off of the bed the way I did when I was ready to shoot off. She
was having what the book called an orgasm, I think. She moaned and
thrashed around then her body collapsed onto the bed. She rubbed her cunt
again and her fingers came out from between the inner lips. She sighed and
rolled over onto her side.
I was pinching my prick to keep myself from shooting off. I knew that I
wasn't going to see anything more and I had urgent needs of my own. I went
into the bathroom as quietly as I could, and left go of my prick. It was thro-
bbing up and down.
(I wanted to pull him to me and suck his prick right into my cunt. I was
hoping that he would jerk off so that I could watch him. I was sorry when he
went into the bathroom. I closed my eyes and pictured him sitting on the
toilet beating his meat. I rubbed myself to another orgasm.)
My balls were aching from holding back so long. My fingers wrapped around
my prick and I started to pump. After only two strokes; spurt, spurt, spurt,
dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot off again. By this time I was pretty exhausted.
I hadn't kept count, but I must have come eight or ten times that day. I went
to bed and fell asleep right away but I was restless and woke up with another
wet dream. This time I had my fingers in Janet's cunt and she was jerking me
off.
(I was determined that I wouldn't funk out the next night. I was going to get
David into bed with me if it was the last thing I did.)
Chapter - 3
The next day was a repeat of the previous one. I visited men's rooms All day
long I had the feeling that Janet was glancing over to me at odd times, and I
thought that she was looking at the bulge in my pants rather than at my face.
I decided that I was being paranoid. Just because my adolescent mind was
always on sex, didn't mean that hers was. Adults just didn't act that way.
(Boy was he wrong there. I had my mind on sex as much if not more than he
did. I was kicking myself all over the place for not seducing David the night
before. I'd had the perfect opportunity. All I had to do was open my eyes
while he was still standing there and pull him into bed. After that I could
have let nature take its course.
(The only thing that I could see was that luscious hard on that never seemed
to go down. Think of all the fun I could have with that. I was so hot for him
that my panties were soaking wet. I was surprised that David couldn't smell
me. On second thought maybe he did. That odor might have been one of the
things that was keeping him hard even though he didn't know it.)
We stopped a bit earlier than usual that night and Janet didn't even ask me if I
wanted to stay in the same room with her, she took it for granted and asked
the clerk for a single room with a cot for me. We ran into a snag because no
cots were available. Janet's answer to the clerk left me dumfounded.
"Well, my son hasn't slept in the same bed with me for years, but I guess if he
can stand it, I can. I hope he doesn't toss and turn as much as he used to."
(It left me dumfounded too. I didn't realize what I had said until I'd said it.
My subconscious must have been working overtime. That was the first time
I’d ever referred to David as my son. With David in the same bed I knew
that this would be the night. As David would say, 'Wow!' I couldn't wait to
get up to that bedroom.)
Janet called me her son without having to think about it. I was astonished
and didn't know what to do. I was going to sleep in the same bed with a
woman! I was going to sleep in the same bed with Janet! My prick came to
attention and I blushed.
I didn't eat very much at dinner that night. The thought of what was going to
happen had me totally flustered. I didn’t carry my end of the conversation
very well either. Janet, however, was bright and pleasant, and acted as if
sleeping in the same bed with a horny thirteen year old boy was an every day
occurrence.
(That was the most difficult dinner conversation I ever had. All I could think
of was having David in bed with me. It sure wasn't an every day occurrence
to sleep with an atractive horny thirteen year old boy, I just wanted to make
it an every day occurrence. At least I wanted to make it an every night
occurrence. I wanted to find out how David would react to a horny thirty five
year old woman.)
What was going to happen? I would be in the same bed with Janet and
sleeping in the same bed with a beautiful well formed woman sure wasn't an
every day occurrence for me. That was the only thing that was sure. Would
she fall asleep and not wake up if I rolled against her? Would I be able to
feel some of the things that I'd seen the night before?
Would I get a chance to feel her tits? Would her nightgown moved up again?
If it did maybe I could feel her cunt. Even if I had a chance, I didn't think I’d
have enough courage to try. What if she woke up and caught me. Her tits,
maybe, but not down there between her legs. I wished that I knew what was
going to happen.
We finished dinner and Janet asked if I wanted to see a movie. There was
one, but I was much more interested in what was going to happen after we
got to bed, so I said I didn't think so.
(I was pleased David decided against the movies. I was just as anxious to get
him into that bed.)
We followed our established routine, Janet changed in the bathroom and
came out in that same see through night gown. I took my pajamas into the
bathroom. I started to jerk off and changed my mind. It would be a waste of
time. Being in the same bed with Janet, I would have to jerk off three or four
times before the night was over. As much as I wanted things to happen, I
was so frightened that they might, I lost my hard on as I came out of the
bathroom.
When I came out of the bathroom Janet was on one side of the bed. It was a
king sized bed so there was plenty of room on the other side for me. I got in
and held my body very still and stiff on the very edge of the bed. I wanted to
move closer and feel her body against mine but I was too scared.
(If I was going to do any seducing now was the time.)
Janet rolled on her side and looked at me.
"Come on now, David, It's customary, by now, for you to kiss me good
night."
I gingerly moved toward her and puckered up for a chaste kiss. Her kiss
wasn't chaste. Janet hugged me and probed my lips with her tongue. I kissed
back the way I had done the night before.
I opened my mouth and felt her tongue rub against mine. I pushed my tongue
into her mouth and she sucked on it. My libido overcame my fear and my
prick got hard. I blushed yet again. If this kept up my complexion was going
to turn red.
Janet's tits were pressed against my chest. Her nipples were trying to bore
into me. I knew from reading what that meant but didn't connect academic
knowledge with what was going on. I realized Janet must feel my hard prick
pressed right up against her belly just as I felt her tits pressed against my
chest. It felt good to me but I wondered what Janet thought about it. She had
to know what I was thinking. I tried to pull away.
(What was going through his mind was the same thing that was going through
mine. Now all I had to do was get him to act it out. Well he hadn't pulled
away from me yet, that was a good sign. I decided to take the bull by the
horns.)
"Oh, David, don't be so upset. If anyone is doing something wrong it's me not
you."
She meant that she was doing the leading. But it was wrong for me to get
sexually aroused by the woman who was going to marry my father. I also
knew that it wasn't voluntary on my part and there was no way I could help
myself. All the logic in the world didn't help my emotions. It just wasn't
right.
"But - but you're going to marry dad! You're going to be my mother!"
(This was the problem. If I were just 'the widow lady down the street' I'd
have had his prick in my cunt by now. I would have to come up with a very
good rationalization. David was too bright to fall for a cock and bull story. I
would have to lay it on thick and it would have to be reasonable.)
Janet was quiet for a long time. I wondered what she was thinking about.
She looked away from me, then turned back and shook her head. She was
very serious. I was afraid she was going to take me at my word and stop
what she was starting. I didn't want that either. I didn't know what I wanted.
"I'm not married to your father yet, and I will only be your step mother. I'll
tell you a secret about your father and me. We have an agreement that when
we're away from each other we can do what we want to. We trust each other
and know that neither of us would abuse the privilege. If we get horny when
we’re away on business, and we are attracted to someone, it's perfectly all
right to relieve our sexual tensions. Right now you are extremely attractive to
me and I'm rather tense."
(Morris and I did have an agreement like that but I'm certain that neither he
nor I ever considered that it would apply to a thirteen year old boy let alone to
David.)
This frank statement had me confused to the point that I even forgot to blush.
I shook my head and took a deep breath before I answered.
"But, but I've never ever done anything except masturbate. I don't know what
I'm supposed to do or how to do it. Except for last night I've never even seen
a woman's body before."
(Young males, and older men too for that matter, think that women only want
experienced men for partners in sex. They don't seem to realized just how
attractive innocence is. I think an experienced woman is just as anxious to
initiate a virgin boy as an experienced man is to initiate a virgin girl.)
Janet had made up her mind. She smiled and moved closer. She kissed my
cheek and ran her hand up the back of my neck. That sent shivers down my
spine and the hair on the back of my neck stood up.
"Well, lack of knowledge about a woman's body is easy to remedy, I'll take
off my night gown. Don't worry about the rest. I'll have a lot of pleasure
teaching you everything, but you'll find that instinct will take care of you.
Most of the time you'll know what to do even though you've never done it
before. It will be a lot of fun for me too. Even if you're not an expert, I know
I'll enjoy every minute of it."
Janet turned on the light on the night table, pushed the covers to the foot of
the bed, and slowly pulled her nightie off over her head. I sat there and
watched her. I saw her nipples sticking out in sharp points and the brownish
pink part around them, I think that's called the aureole, was all crinkly. I saw
the mass of dark blond hair around her crotch, but I couldn't see how she was
made down there. I sat there and stared. I could see more by the night table
light than I’d seen the night before. Janet brought me out of my trance.
"You're not being fair, David. I'm not wearing anything and you have your
pajama's on. I want to see as much of you as much as you as you can see of
me. Here let me help you off with those pajamas."
I sat there as Janet took off my pajama top. She loosened the string to my
pajama bottoms and told me to lift my hips. I did and she pulled the bottoms
off. My prick, surrounded by it's sparse hair, pointed to my navel. I didn't
know what to do next.
(He was beautiful. His half grown prick was hard as a rock and stood straight
up. It pointed at his navel. The velvety smooth white skin with the delicate
blue tracery of veins made me want suck on it. Drops of pre cum formed on
the tip. I decided that I better go a little slower or I might frighten him away.)
Janet reached down and rubbed the tip of my prick. No one but me had
touched my prick since I could remember. It liked having some one else touch
it. Drops of semen formed and Janet gently massaged them over the head of
my Prick.
"Aren't you going to touch me, David? You'll never learn to know what a
woman's like if you sit there like a bump on a log."
She released my prick and placed my hand on her tit. Her nipple was as hard
as my prick. Gathering all of my courage, I leaned over and sucked a nipple
into my mouth. Janet's body stiffened. She moved my hand down between
her thighs. Her cunt hair was soaking wet. She was as horny as I was.
(Boy, was he ever right on that point. I couldn't wait for his inexperienced
fingers to work their way into my cunt.)
I tentatively rubbed my fingers along the outer lips of her cunt and she spread
her legs. I could feel the slick inner lips and the little bump I had seen at the
top of her cunt.
"Oh, push your fingers in, David. That's right, push them in and out. Suck on
my tit at the same time."
I pushed three fingers inside her cunt and wiggled them. I noted that the
walls of her cunt accommodated themselves around my fingers. I couldn't
wait to get my prick in there and feel those walls slide against it.
I went back to sucking on her tit. She was jumping all over the bed. This
was fun. I never knew it was so much fun to give someone else pleasure. It
made me feel that somehow I could control her actions. Janet shuddered and
I could feel her cunt spasm around my fingers. Wow! I was pushing my
finger into a woman's cunt! I was finger fucking the woman who was going
to marry my father. Wow again!
"Oh, David, I love you. I love you. You're making me come! Ahhh! Ohhh!
Oooo!"
I wanted to make Janet to feel real good so I kept pumping my fingers in and
out. Janet finally pushed my hand away and reached for my prick again.
Several more drops of cum had seeped out of the tip. Janet leaned over and
licked it off.
I'd seen graphics of women sucking on pricks and of men licking woman's
cunts, but I never expected it to happen to me. Was Janet going to suck my
cock? This was one of my best fantasies since I saw the graphic of a woman
with a man's prick in her mouth. Janet moved down and licked around the
head of my prick.
I watched fascinated by what she was doing. She was going to suck me off!
She licked the underside of my prick and then sucked on my balls. She licked
all around my balls and prick. I squirmed all over the bed. I'd never felt
anything like this before.
Janet moved her lips back to the head of my prick and sucked it into her
mouth. She lowered her head so that my cock was buried. I saw her cheeks
go hollow as she sucked and I felt her tongue massaging the sensitive place
right under my pisshole. She lifted her head till only the tip of my prick was
in her mouth, then sucked my whole prick into her mouth again. The action
was repeated. I could see the shaft of my prick, glistening with her saliva, as
she pulled her head up, and could feel the suction as she lowered her head
again.
My hips responded to this action. As Janet lowered her head, I lifted my hips
off the bed as if they had a mind of their own and pushed my prick as far into
Janet’s mouth as I could.
Faster and faster, my hips bounced off the bed, fucking my prick into her
mouth. My balls slapped her chin. I couldn't take this action for long. I was
going to come. I was sure it wouldn't be nice to shoot cum into her mouth. I
was frantic and tried to push Janet’s head away. I didn't want to do anything
that she wouldn't like.
"I'm going to do it. I'm going to do it in your mouth. Don't make me do it in
your mouth."
Janet kept right on sucking and held my hips tight. I couldn't help myself.
My hips bounced off the bed and forcing my prick deeper into Janet's mouth.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! I'm doing it! I'm shooting my stuff into your mouth."
Spurt, spurt, spurt, my cum jetted into her mouth. Dribble, dribble, dribble,
the remains seeped out of my prick. Janet kept on sucking and I could see
her swallow my semen. When my prick had softened up, she let it slide out
of her mouth with a slurp.
"David, there's no sense in sucking a cock, if you're not going to drink the
cum. That's why I sucked you off. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.
Making you feel good gave me an orgasm too."
She rubbed her cunt and moved up to hug and kiss me again. I tasted my cum
in her mouth and it didn't disgust me. It was rather exciting. It gave me a
hard on again. I was surprised. It usually took longer than this for me to get
another hard on. So much had happened and it had felt so good, that I didn't
know how to say what I was thinking.
"Oh, Janet, I never felt anything like that in my life. I didn't think that
anything could feel so good. I didn't think that nice people did things like
that, but you did it so it can't be wrong."
"David, to enjoy sex learn not to use polite words. I sucked you cock until
you shot your cum in my mouth. Now you say it."
I blushed again. Some of those expressions were used as terms of derision by
the boys at school. How could I call Janet a cocksucker?
"Uh. Oh. Oh, hell. You sucked my cock until you made me come in your
mouth. I think you're a real good cocksucker. Is that better?"
As soon as I said it that way I felt more sure of myself and not as defensive. I
was glad that Janet made me talk that way.
"Much better, and remember in a few minutes you’re not going to put it in
me, you’re going to fuck your prick into my cunt. As far as 'what nice people
do', when it comes to sex anything that you want to do and you enjoy is nice,
as long as no one gets hurt.
"Now I'm sure that you want to find out more about a woman's cunt. Why
don't you scoot down and examine the plumbing down there?"
"Oh, boy. Can I?"
"Sure. I woke up last night and found you sitting on my bed. I pretended I
was still asleep and kept on finger fucking myself so you could see me do it.
It made me feel good to know that you were watching me. I tried to let you
see as much as I could before I rubbed myself to an orgasm. Knowing you
were watching me made my orgasm even more intense. I wanted to take your
hand and put it in my cunt. I should have done it then. It would have felt a
lot better than my own fingers.
"I'm sure, however, that you can see a lot more with the light on. I'd love to
have you look and feel all you want down there."
So that's what had happened last night. I should have tried what I wanted to.
I could have been in bed and doing things with Janet a day sooner. This time
I didn't hesitate.
I scooted down on the bed just as she said I should, and Janet moved up. She
spread her legs so that I could see a gap between her outer cunt lips. I hesi-
tantly pushed a finger at that gap. I looked up at her face and she smiled at
me.
"Don't be so tentative, David. Here, I'll hold the lips apart so that you can see
what's in there better. Wouldn't you want me to hold your prick?"
She parted the outer lips and I saw the pink slit of her vagina. I ran my finger
along it. I pushed one finger into it, then another, and wiggled them. Janet
squirmed and lifted her crotch off the bed.
The little knob at the top of the inner cunt lips attracted my attention. I pulled
my fingers out of her slit and rubbed them over her clit. It stood up and I
took it between my fingers and pumped on it.
"That's your clitoris, isn't it?"
"It sure is, and what your doing feels good. It's as sensitive as your prick is.
Play with it some more."
(Having David play with my cunt was much fun as being fucked by his father.
I do know that his fingers in my cunt felt as good as his father's prick.)
I pulled on her clit and Janet wiggled. There were lots of fascinating things
down there. I was so excited about what I was doing that I even forgot to
blush. I could smell the odor of the juice that was coming out of her hot cunt.
It was interesting. I sniffed at the fingers that I'd had in her cunt. I wondered
what it would taste like. Janet watched everything I did with a grin on her
face. She seemed to know what I was thinking.
(You're damn right I knew what you were thinking, after I sucked your cock
you were bound to think about cunt lapping and I wanted you to lap my cunt
then more than anything else in the world.)
"Go ahead, taste it if you want. You might like the taste. Most men do. If
you don't like the taste you don't have to do any more."
I wasn't sure I wanted to do anything as nasty as that but being compared to a
man flattered me. I wasn't going to prove that I was a boy. I licked my finger
and found I liked the taste. I thought of making Janet feel as good as she had
made me feel. Licking a woman's cunt couldn't be that bad. From the expres-
sions on the woman's faces, they really enjoyed it.
"Can I lick your - Uh, cunt, Janet? I'd like to make you feel as good as you
made me feel."
I still wasn't comfortable with four letter words.
"Be my guest. It's called cunt lapping. You might like it. I will. Your
father's an excellent cunt lapper. With some practice I bet you'll be as good.
Now is as good a time as any for you to start practicing."
Very carefully, I stuck out my tongue and touched it to her inner cunt lips. I
licked them and the flavor hadn't changed. I pushed my tongue inside. There
was nothing nasty about it. There was more odor than taste. The odor was
enticing and the taste wasn't bad either. I liked it. I moved my tongue all
over her slit and down inside. I liked the way it made Janet squirm. I liked
making her feel good. The clit looked like a little prick. It had felt good
when Janet sucked my prick. She said that it was as sensitive as my prick. I
sucked her clit between my lips and massaged it with my tongue. Janet really
wiggled then.
"Oh, David, that feels good. You're going to be an excellent cunt lapper,
you're good already. I told you that instinct would take care of knowing what
to do. Your giving me an orgasm already. I'm coming! Ahhh! Ohhh!"
It was Janet's turn to squirm and jump all over the bed. I wrapped my arms
around her hips to keep on target and kept working her cunt over. I got her
clit between my lips and sucked as hard as I could while I massaged it with
my tongue. I pushed my tongue as far into her slit as it would go. Janet
wiggled and squirmed. She rubbed her cunt all over my face. I continued
until she pushed my head away.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! I can't take any more. You must have brought me off at least a
half dozen times. I love you, David. I love the way you lap my cunt."
Lapping cunt was a lot of fun. My face was all wet with her cunt juice. I
could see what Janet meant about feeling good when you made someone else
feel good. I certainly enjoyed making her come, I was proud of the fact that I
could make her have so many orgasms.
(He had every right to be proud. He made me come six or seven times.)
Janet pulled me up and we hugged and kissed some more. She licked her
cunt juice off my face like a mother cat would. I felt her tits against my chest.
My prick had gotten hard again as soon as my fingers had touched Janet's
cunt. I could feel it throbbing against her belly. I flexed my hips so I could
feel it rubbing against her. Janet laughed.
"All right, David, I can take a hint. It's time for your first fuck. Let's see how
well the hard prick of yours fits into my cunt. I'm sure ready to make you 'not
a virgin'. Get on your back and I'll show you what that's like. I know you'll
enjoy it and I'll enjoy it just as much as you will."
Wow! I got on my back. I had seen graphics of this position, but graphics
aren't like the real thing. No way! Janet positioned my prick between her
inner cunt lips, lowered her hips, and my prick disappear into her cunt. I felt
her cunt walls slide down and squeeze against my prick. There is no describ-
ing the feeling. Janet lifted her body and I could see my prick, slick with her
juices, pull out of her cunt. My prick slid into her cunt again as she lowered
her body.
Janet's tits swung over my face. I reached up for one and guided the nipple
into my mouth. I sucked on the tit and the nipple got hard.
"That's right. Suck on it. Your instincts are good. I told you that you'd know
the right thing to do once you got started. There's nerves in my nipples that
connect with my cunt. It feels good when you suck on them and fuck me at
the same time. Your prick in my cunt feels good too."
Janet thought that my prick felt good in her cunt. Wow! I was sucking
Janet's tit so I couldn't tell her how good her cunt felt to my prick. It was out
of this world. I bucked my hips up to meet her each time she came down.
This certainly couldn't last long.
Janet had started in slow motion. Every time she lifted up it seemed to take
for ever for her body to come down again. gradually the tempo speeded up.
Each time her cunt moved down over my prick, I lifted my hips off the bed to
meet her thrust. I could feel my crotch slap into her crotch each time I
pushed up. Soon I was bouncing my hips as fast as I could. I was ready to
shoot my cum. Janet was breathing as heavily as I was.
"Oh, David, I'm coming already. Come with me. Shoot your cum into my
cunt."
Her words were the final straw.
"I'm coming too! I'm shooting my cum in your cunt! Ahhh! Oooo!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot my load of cum into her
cunt. We kept on pumping till my prick got too soft. Janet lay on top of me
with my softening prick trapped in her cunt. I loved the feel of her cunt
around my prick.
After my prick softened up Janet reversed her position on the bed and licked
our juices from around my prick. Her cunt was near my face and it looked
awfully sloppy. I licked the juices, including my cum, out of he cunt. It
wasn't nasty at all. I liked it. I decided that Janet was right. Nothing about
sex was nasty. If you liked it, it was 'nice'; although fantastic was probably a
better word than 'nice' for it.
Famous last words. At that point I was in for another shock. Janet was
licking at the cum that had leaked down over my balls. She licked along my
ass crack! She licked right over my asshole! Wow! That made my prick get
hard again. How could anyone do something like that. Why did that feel so
good. I didn't think I could make myself do something like that.
If she could lick my ass; I could lick hers. I closed my eyes, screwed up my
courage, then I funked out. I licked her ass crack but couldn't make myself
lick her asshole. Janet pushed her tongue into my ass. After a couple of
minutes she let up and she moved up so that we could kiss and hug again.
(I really was going too fast for the kid. He did learn to lick ass eventually,
but that comes later in the story.)
"David, I don't think you're ready for that yet. You don't have to lick my ass
just because I did yours. I do think that you're more willing than you are
bashful though. Being embarrassed doesn't stop you at all."
I was very disappointed that I couldn't do what I wanted to do. No matter
what Janet said, I wanted to be able to do the same things to her that she did
to me. I blushed and got hot all over again.
"You did it to me, so I didn't see why I shouldn't do it to you, but I just
couldn't make myself do it. Why should that make my prick get hard so
quick?"
"Well, There's some interconnection between the nerves in the anus and the
nerves in our sex organs. I'm not sure that I understand the whole thing but I
sure know that stimulating your ass can really excite you. I like having my
ass fucked and I want to have you fuck my ass before we get back home.
Right now, however, I want you to fuck my cunt again. I've found a big
advantage in having a young lover. You recover so quickly. For someone
your age, you're a damned fine lover. I'm glad I decided to do this with you."
This time Janet lay down on her back and had me mount her. She told me
how to support myself with my elbows and knees and she reached down and
placed my rigid prick in her wet cunt. I pushed my hips down and thrust my
cock as far as I could into her cunt. I lifted my body on my hands and looked
down between us.
I was fascinated again by the sight of my prick pulling out of her cunt, slick
with her cunt juices, and then burying itself back in her body. I pushed my
prick back into her cunt and she pushed her hips up to meet my thrust.
Remembering what Janet had done, I started out very slowly. I didn't have
the control over my body that Janet had. Each stroke was faster than the last.
Our rhythm got faster and faster. I couldn't hold out any longer.
"Ohhh! I'm coming! Ahhh!"
"Oooo! Shoot your cum into my cunt, David! I'm coming too. Ohhh!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble; Janet's cunt seemed to suck my load of
cum out of my balls. I was getting the idea of what should be done. I turned
around on the bed and lapped as much of our mutual juices as I could out of
Janet’s cunt. I followed the drippings Down her ass crack but couldn’t make
myself lick her asshole. Janet licked my ass crack and licked my ass again but
my prick didn't get hard again right away.
I really wanted to push my tongue up Janet’s asshole to pay her back for what
she was doing to me but I just couldn't right then.
(David had a right to be worn out. I don't know how many times he jerked
off during the day, but he'd come three times in the last half hour. That's
enough to wear out any male, even a thirteen year old.)
Janet told me again how good a lover I was. It made me feel good to have
her tell me that. We kissed and hugged some more then we fell asleep.
I was having a wet dream. I felt My climax coming. It felt as if my prick was
being sucked. I woke up and opened my eyes. Janet was sucking me off!
This wasn't any dream, it was the real thing! Wow! Janet's was running her
tongue around the head of my prick and applying suction. My hips arching off
the bed. I was fucking her mouth with my prick. Starting from a dead sleep,
I lasted a little longer this time.
Soon the pressure was too much to take. The action speeded up. My hips
were pumping. I couldn't hold out any longer. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble,
dribble, dribble; Janet sucked my cum out of my prick. It felt as if she were
trying to drain my balls dry. I think she succeeded.
Janet moved up beside me and kissed me. After a few minutes I recovered
enough to move down on the bed and lick her cunt. By this time I knew my
way around Down there. I sucked on her clit and hardened my tongue to
thrust it as far up her vagina as I could. I pushed my tongue in and out.
I could tell Janet liked what I was doing. She was rubbed her cunt up and
down my face and moaned. I fucked her cunt with my tongue. My tongue
flicked in and out of her cunt. Janet wiggled and she arched her back off of
the bed. I felt her shudder a couple of times and she was moaning. I knew
that I was giving her an orgasm. I tried to lick all the juice out of her cunt but
I didn't succeed. We didn't say a word, but we hugged and kissed some more
before we fell asleep.
(He sure was learning his way around, and he had a natural talent too. I don't
think that I've ever had a better cunt lapper.)
I woke before Janet the next morning and sat there looking at her naked body.
This was real, not a fantasy. I remembered waking up last night with Janet
sucking my prick. I cautiously moved around and stuck my tongue into her
cunt. Janet sighed and wiggled her hips. I went to work in earnest.
Janet's hands came down and pushed against the back of my head. My face
was buried in her crotch and I licked and sucked everywhere I could. I
lapped cunt and sucked clit until Janet moaned and tossed her head from side
to side.
(David was an absolute delight. Waking up with a tongue licking you clit is
one of the most delightful experiences imaginable.)
She pulled my head away from her cunt and I sat back on my heels and
grinned. Janet grinned back at me then sucked my prick till I shot my first
load of cum of the day into her mouth. That morning we took a shower
together and I learned what fun it could be to rub wet bodies together. By the
time we dried each other my prick was hard and I felt Janet's cunt was wet.
She had me fuck her one more time before we were ready to hit the road for
the day.
We started late that day and stopped early. I had a hard on all day but I didn't
jerk off and now I didn’t try to hide it. Janet kept my prick hard by patting it
every now and then. Janet and I were in bed by eight o'clock that night and I
wasn't as frantic as I had been the night before. By midnight, I shot off six
times and was ready for a good night's sleep.
The next morning we arrived at my grandmother's house. I didn't want to
leave Janet, but she promised that we would sleep together every night on the
way back east. Sleeping wasn't what I had in mind, but then again, I'm sure
that Janet wasn't thinking of sleep either.
(He was right again. Sleep is only for when you are too exhausted for
anything else and David didn't exhaust very quickly.)
Chapter - 4
Every year, since my mother died, I'd spent part of the summer on the west
coast with Grandma and great aunt Sally. Grandma was seventy, Aunt Sally
was two years younger. They'd lived together since before I was born. I
always enjoyed my visits with them. When I was younger they took me to
Disneyland each summer. Last year we visited Yosemite National park. This
year I wasn’t interested in what they had planned. I wanted to be with Janet.
How wrong can a person be.
Janet dropped me off at grandma's. Grandma looked me up and down.
"Well, your growing up. You're no longer a boy, you're a young man. They
won't serve you drinks, but I think you're old enough to enjoy the show at a
night club now. We'll try it."
We reached the club at seven and had finished dinner when the show started.
The first act was a chorus line. They danced out onto the stage. Their
breasts were bare! Wow! I got a hard on and I blushed. Grandma and Aunt
Sally seemed to take it in stride. They just clapped and laughed. I was glad
the lights were low so that they couldn't see how red my face was.
After a few more acts a man came on the stage and told jokes. They were all
about sex. Some of them were pretty funny and I started to laugh, but if I did
my grandmother and Aunt Sally would realize that I understood them. I kept
a straight face.
"David, when I brought you here I thought you could understand those jokes.
Don't you like them? You're sitting there as if your face was made of stone."
My grandmother expected me to understand what the jokes were about and to
laugh at them! Aunt Sally came in at this point.
"David, your grandmother and I are mature women. We've been married,
we've had sex, we've had children, there's very little that would shock us.
There's no reason to be embarrassed on our account."
Wow! I'd never thought abut grandma or Aunt Sally knowing about sex. If
grandma didn't know about sex, dad would never have been born and I
wouldn't be here. That wasn’t very bright on my part. I wondered what it
would be like to have sex with them. I got a hard on and blushed. No matter
what Janet said it wasn't right to think that way about my grandmother and
great aunt.
I laughed through the rest of the show along with grandma and Aunt Sally
when there was something funny. I did enjoy the show but I was still uncom-
fortable with the thoughts I was having about the two women.
When we got back to grandma's house I went to the bathroom and jerked off.
I slid my hand up and down my prick a dozen or so times and spurt, spurt,
spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot my load of cum into my hand. This was
the first time I had jerked off since I started to have sex with Janet. I looked
at the cum in my hand and licked it off. I liked the taste of my cum when I
sucked it out of Janet's cunt.. I still liked the taste. I had thought of doing
that but never had the nerve before.
It was late and we all went to bed. I woke up with a hard on. I'd kicked my
covers off and my prick was sticking out of the fly of my pajamas. I wished
that Janet was there to suck it. I reached down and stroked my prick a couple
of times.
"David, I can do a better job on that."
The door was open and grandma was standing there with her nightgown up
around her waist finger fucking herself. I lost my hard on. I blushed beet red.
I tried to hide my prick.
"Don't cover it up, David. I haven't seen a hard cock in two years. I peeked
in on you last year but you're prick was only about two inches long. It hadn't
started to grow yet. I was sure you would be ready this year and if you were
I wanted a piece of it."
Grandma took my hand away from my prick. I could smell her warm cunt
odors. Her hand was slick with her own cunt juices and she slid it up and
down my prick. It got hard again in a hurry. She leaned over and slurped it
into her mouth. That the old joke, 'in case of rape, relax and enjoy it', was for
real.
Grandma had positioned herself on the bed so we were laying head to toe. I
pushed her nightgown up around her waist and buried my face in her cunt.
Her cunt smelled and tasted very much the same as Janet's did except that
grandma also smelled of lavender. I ran my tongue up and down her inner
cunt lips, sucked on her clit a couple of times, hardened my tongue, and
pushed it farther between those pink inner lips again. Grandma's head
bobbed up and down on my prick and she massaged my prick with her
tongue. She shuddered and shivered. I could feel her cunt spasm.
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot my load of cum into
grandma's mouth. She swallowed every drop. She rubbed her cunt all over
my face and I sucked on her clit till she pulled away. My prick came out of
her mouth with a plop.
"Wow! I seems I didn't catch myself a virgin after all. That's a
disappointment, but the way you ate my cunt I guess I can't complain. Sally!
Come on in here. Have I got a surprise for you."
While grandma was talking she pulled her nightgown over her head. When
she was nude she stripped my pajamas off of me. I didn't know what to say,
so I didn't say anything. Aunt Sally came into my bedroom and turned on the
light. She didn't have a stitch on and I could see that her gray cunt hair was
wet. She must be horny too. I found out no one was ever too old to be horny.
"Sally, David's got the sweetest cum you've ever tasted and he's the best cunt
lapper we've had yet. I bet his prick will be hard enough for you in just a
couple of minutes."
Things were happening fast. Aunt Sally pulled on my still soft prick and
grandma turned me on my side and tongue fucked my ass. A tongue up my
ass got my prick hard every time. I was glad that grandma thought I was a
good cunt lapper. It had been fun making her shiver and moan like that. She
wasn't a bad cocksucker herself. She'd given me just as god a blow job as
Janet had.
"Grandma, Aunt Sally, what are you trying to do with me? Are the two of
you trying to rape me? How come you want to suck my cock and have me
lap your cunts?"
I realized the words I was using and The fact that I was using those words
blushed beet red. Aunt Sally was still fondling my prick. When she saw me
blush she laughed.
"Oh, that's cute. He's shy. I guess we do owe you an explanation. But I'm
horny right now, and I haven't had an orgasm yet. This time I don't want my
cunt lapped, I'm going to rape you first then we'll tell you all about it."
"I don't have to be raped. I love to have my cock sucked. I love cunt lapping
and fucking too. All you have to do is ask."
I was on my back. Aunt Sally straddled my hips, positioned the head of my
prick at the entrance to her cunt, and sat down. Her wet cunt slid right down
over my hard prick. Grandma wasn't going to be left out of the action. She
straddled my face and lowered her wet cunt to my mouth. I stuck out my
tongue and licked at her inner cunt lips then sucked on her clit. She had a big
one.
Her clit was almost as big as my prick had been before my glands started to
make semen and it started to grow. It was very sensitive because she moaned
and groaned. Aunt sally worked her cunt up and down my prick. She
moaned and groaned too.
This was fun! My hips bounced off the bed burying my prick in Aunt Sally's
cunt and my face was buried in grandma's cunt. Two woman at once was a
brand new experience for me and I was enjoying it. I'd come in grandma's
mouth not fifteen minutes before but I couldn't last long under these
conditions. The two women were coming too.
"Ahhh! Suck on that clit, David. Your bringing me off again. Ohhh!"
"Fuck me, you little bastard! Fuck me! You're bringing me off too! Ahhh!"
I was too occupied to say anything. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble,
dribble; I shot this load of cum into Aunt Sally's cunt. By reflex action I
disengaged myself from grandma and moved down to clean Aunt Sally's cunt.
Aunt Sally licked the cum and cunt juice off my prick and balls while
grandma cleaned up my ass crack and tongue fucked my ass.
Grandma licking my ass got my prick hard again but we stopped for a
breather. I asked why the women wanted to rape a young kid like me. They
interrupted each other quite a few times but the story gradually unfolded.
Aunt Sally started it.
"Well, you know that before you were born, we both lost our husbands and
moved in together. Without any men around the only sex we could find was
finger fucking ourselves."
"We learned it was more fun to finger fuck each other. Later tried sixty
nining together too. We tried to find some men but no one seemed interested
in two old ladies that were nearing their sixties."
"We never met any younger men and the older men didn't want us, they
wanted younger women. We really wanted the younger men anyway but we
knew we had no way of attracting them. If we had some money we might
have been able to attract a gigolo."
"One day the paper boy, who was just your age, came to collect for the
papers. I went to get the money and your Aunt Sally walked into the living
room without any clothes on."
"We never wear any clothes around the house when there's no one else a-
round and I didn’t know the paper boy was there."
"I got back to the room just then and your aunt dashed out of the room. The
boy was a embarrassed, but he had a hard on. I could see it bulging out in the
crotch of his pants. I wanted that hard prick."
"So did I."
"I tried to calm the boy down and told him it was an accident and he shouldn't
be embarrassed. I also told him he couldn't leave the house with the front of
his pants sticking out like that. What would people think. By that time your
Aunt Sally had come back in her bathrobe."
"We kept talking to him and I finally went to him and pulled down the zipper
on his fly. His hard prick came out in the open and I gave it a few gentle
pulls. It was a beautiful young boy prick not quite as big as yours is now."
"He had a hair trigger. Sally only pulled on that cute little prick three times
before his hips jerked and he shot off into her hand and lost his hard on. We
managed to get him on to the couch and I sucked his limp prick into my
mouth and sucked on it long enough to get it hard again. After that we really
did rape him. He struggled to get away for a while, but then he got hard and
laid back to enjoy it."
"Your grandmother sucked the next load of cum out of his cock while I was
getting out of my robe. She likes to suck virgin boys off the first time. He
was still flustered but by then he was interested in what was happening to
him. He wasn't struggling any more and he liked what was happening to him.
When I moved toward the couch he tentatively poked a finger at my cunt.
He wanted to find out what was there and I was more than happy to let him
find out."
"It was Your Aunt Sally's turn. I got undressed while she sucked him hard
again, straddled him the same way she did you and gave him his first fuck. I
let him play with my cunt while your aunt bounced up and down on his cock.
He was bucking his hips up to meet your aunt each time she came down."
"By the time we were finished that morning we had both sucked a load of
cum out of his cock and we both got a load of cum in out cunts. He shot off
five times that morning and by the time he left here his prick was soft. By
that time he wasn't frightened and he knew he wanted more. He made
arrangements with us to get to our house very early in the morning so that he
would have time to get the rest of his papers delivered before school."
"The next morning he was back before it was light he knocked on the door.
He was timid again and acted as if he didn't believe that the day before had
really happened."
"We both sucked a load of cum out of his pick again then, as soon as we
could get him hard had him fuck us. He loved the attention we were giving
him. He was a little reticent about lapping cunt, but after about three weeks
we got him to try it and after that he couldn't get enough."
"We kept that young boy drained for the next two years until his family
moved away."
"It took us about two weeks to latch on to the next paper boy. He was a shy
one. He ran out the door the first time he saw one of us without clothes on.
We kept on letting him get peeks at us and we finally started to make
suggestions. After another two weeks we broke down his resistance."
"Once we got him started he loved it. He was the best cunt lapper we ever
had till you."
"There were three other paper boys after him. We trained them all and they
never complained. We even found out that when one of the boys sold his
route, he charged quite a bit extra for us."
"Then our luck ran out, about two years ago, a retired senior citizen took over
the route. He wasn't what we wanted but we tried to get him interested. We
found out he has a wife that keeps him drained."
"When you visited last year we hoped your prick would be ready for action.
The first night you were here we waited till we you were asleep and came in
here to see. You were asleep so we pulled down the covers and examined
you, but your prick didn’t look as if you weren't ready. We had fun playing
with your prick and you got a hard on but it was only two inches long and no
pre cum came out. Each of us sucked it for a while but it was obvious that
you weren’t ready to shoot cum."
"I came in tonight and boy, were you ready!"
"I'll say!"
"And you're ready again. I haven't been fucked yet."
"And you haven't lapped my cunt. From what your grandmother said I have
to try you out."
The way the two women were talking and the words they used kept me
constantly blushing. That didn't stop my prick from getting hard and they
were watching that like hawks. They switched the positions they had used
the last time. Grandma lowered her cunt down over my prick and Aunt Sally
positioned her cunt over my mouth. We started all over again.
"You're right! He is the best cunt lapper we've ever had. Ahhh!"
"And his prick does a right good job too. Ohhh!"
Aunt Sally's clit was as sensitive as grandma's but nor as big. I lapped at her
inner cunt lips for a while then I brought her off sucking her clit. She
screamed and rubbed her cunt all over my face. I threw my arms around her
hips to hold her cunt over my mouth. "Ahhh! Fuck me! Make it come out
my mouth. Ohhh! Fuck me! You're making me come! Oooo!"
"Oooo! I'm coming already! Oh, you can really suck a clit. I'm coming!
Ahhh!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot a load of cum in my
grandmother's cunt. When my prick slid out of her cunt she pushed Aunt
Sally out of the way and presented her cunt to be cleaned. I slurped at her
sloppy cunt. Aunt Sally sucked the cum off my prick and tongue fucking my
ass.
Two women at a time can wear you out but Aunt Sally kept tongue fucking
my ass until I had another hard on. Aunt Sally wouldn't give up until she
sucked a load of cum out of my cock. She wanted to find out if my cum was
as sweet as grandma said it was.
The two women worked me over for a while but knew it would be a some
time before I was ready to do anything for them so they decided to fill the
time by doing a sixty nine. Watching them lap each other's cunt got me hard
again much faster than I expected. They were both enthusiastic about what
the were doing and they put on a good show. By the time they had finished
my prick was pointing at my belly button and I was ready to go again.
Grandma sat this one out. Aunt Sally had me sit on the edge of the bed. She
knelt down between my legs and licked at the head of my cock. She really
knew what she was doing. She'd had a lot of practice on boys my age. She
licked down the underside of my prick paying special attention to the
sensitive spot right under the pisshole. She was anxious to get a taste my
cum but it was obvious that she wanted to give me as much pleasure as she
could. She pulled me forward on the bed and licked at my ass crack and
asshole.
Slowly she worked her way back to my prick, and licked off the pre cum
before she sucked it into her mouth. She pulled my prick so far into her
mouth that her teeth were pressed up against my groin. I could feel the head
of my cock in her throat. She swallowed. Her throat contracted around my
prick. Wow! That really pulled the trigger. I made as much noise as the
women had made.
"I'm coming! You're sucking the cum out of my prick! Ohhh! Ahhh! Wow!"
Spurt, the first jet of cum went down my great aunt’s throat; spurt, spurt,
dribble, dribble, dribble; she gathered the rest of my cum in her mouth. Aunt
Sally swished the cum back and forth in her mouth before she swallowed it.
"I do love the taste of a nice load of young boy cum and your grandmother is
right yours is the sweetest cum I've ever tasted, David.."
I don't think there was any way that I could get another hard on then and they
seemed to be satisfied for the night. They left the bedroom and I fell into a
very sound sleep. I didn't even dream about Janet.
I didn't wake up till noon the next day. I got dressed and went downstairs.
Grandma and Aunt Sally didn't have any clothes on.
"We told you we didn't wear any clothes when no one else was around. Why
don't you take yours off too."
"Yeh, then every time you get a hard on we can see it and take care of it."
"We'll get breakfast for you as soon as we're in the mood, and there's only
one way to get us in the mood."
I lapped grandma's cunt while Aunt Sally fucked me.
"Okay, now we're in just the right mood to get your breakfast."
Any hard on I got on for the rest of the week was very temporary. One of the
women would make sure that it got soft in a hurry. The few times that they
got horny and my prick wasn't up to the job, they would sixty nine, and
watching them did get me hard again. I also got a lot of practice lapping cunt
and I thought I was becoming an expert.
When the week was over, I was sort of sorry to leave the two old women, but
I was looking forward to the drive back east with Janet.
Chapter - 5
Janet only rented one room each night on the way back east and we slept
together every night. Janet is right, the only time we got any sleep was when
my prick wouldn’t get hard any more. Even then I'd wake up and find Janet
sucking my cock or putting it into her cunt. It took us an extra day for the
drive back home because I slept late every day.
In spite of the fact that I knew what we were going to do the first night out,
and the experiences I'd had at grandma's, I had an acute attack of being
embarrassed when Janet undressed right there in front of me. I blushed, as
usual, and I tried to turn away but I couldn't do that either. Watching her
body come into view is as fascinating now as it had been the first time I'd
seen it. I don't think I'll ever get tired of watching a woman get undressed.
"David, the way you blush and act so innocent, you could enchant every
woman over thirty that you meet. They'll want you just as much as I do. It's
not polite for you to stand there fully clothed and stare at my naked body.
Remember, I like to see your prick just as much as you like to see my cunt
and tits. Here let me help you get undressed."
She was right. I just stood there and gaping. My prick, of course, stood up
as soon as she started to get undressed. It throbbed inside my pants. My
eyes fastened onto her 'D' cup tits, then wandered down to try to penetrate the
dark blond hair around her cunt. I moved toward her as if I were hypnotized
and she quickly stripped my clothes off of me.
"David, if your prick touched me I think it would shoot off. Let’s see if we
can do something to relax that hard prick of yours."
My prick stood straight up and oozed drops of cum. For some reason the sex
I'd had at grandma's was fun but wasn't as exciting as sex with Janet. She
came over to me, knelt down, and took my prick into her mouth. I thrust my
hips forward and; spurt, spurt, spurt; the first jets of cum jetted right down her
throat. Janet kept sucking dribble, dribble, dribble; the remaining cum seeped
out of my prick and Janet lapped it up.
She massaged my prick with her tongue. As soon as it got soft, it started to
harden up again. It wasn't long before I was ready for whatever Janet want-
ed.
(Ah, the recuperative powers of youth. I felt his prick start to harden again as
soon as he finished shooting off.)
"Now fuck me. You'll last longer this time. I'm as horny as you were. I'm
ready to be fucked."
Janet got on her back, and pulled me on top. I kissed her hard. Her tongue
rubbed my lips. I sucked her tongue into my mouth, then pushed my tongue
into hers.
Janet squirmed under me I knew that she was as hot as I had been. I was
pretty hot myself again. I raised myself on my elbows and knees and Janet
positioned the head of my prick between her cunt lips. I slowly lowered my
hips and buried my prick as deep into her cunt as it would go. I stopped to let
it soak.
Something strange happened, It felt as if my prick was being massaged. It
felt like some one was holding my prick and squeezing their fingers, one at a
time, around it.
"What are you doing? That feels good! Ohhh! Wow!"
"A woman can train her cunt muscles to massage a prick, David. Enough of
that now. I'm horny and it doesn't do very much for me. Fuck me!"
I lifted my hips. My prick, wet with her cunt juice pulled out till only the
head was buried. I slowly lowered my hips again. I rode my prick in and out
of her cunt as slow as I could. Her slick cunt walls pressed against my cock
and it felt wonderful. Janet pushed her hips up to meet mine. My crotch
mashed itself against hers. When I was as deep as I could go Janet massaged
my prick with her cunt muscles. Then I lifted my hips, watched my prick
come out of that tight sheath, and pushed back down.
I could only contain myself so long. We speeded up. We were going so fast
that I could hardly see my prick come out of her cunt before it was buried
again.
"I'm coming, David! I'm coming! Shoot your cum into me. Shoot it right
now! Ahhh! Ohhh!"
"Oooo! Wow!"
At that point there was no way I could refuse that request. Spurt, spurt, spurt,
dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick bathed her cunt with a load of young boy
cum. Our motions slowed down as my prick got soft.
When Janet taught me to fuck she'd taught me to be neat. I switched around
and lapped my cum from her cunt. Janet took my soft prick in her mouth,
licked it clean, then she laved my balls and ass. She tongue fuck my ass until
she gave me another hard on. It felt real good when she did that to my ass. I
resolved that some day I was going to get up enough nerve to do it to her.
Once I had a hard on Janet sucked my cock into her mouth. I went to work
on her cunt. I grabbed her clit gently between my teeth and massaged it with
my tongue. I sucked as hard as I could. I let go, hardened my tongue and
pushed it up her cunt. After thrusting it in and out again I went back to
working on her clit.
After two comes I lasted a little longer. Janet moaned around my cock and
her cunt spasmed at least four times. I reached my limit. Spurt, spurt, spurt,
dribble, dribble, dribble; my cum jetted into her sucking mouth. I kept
working on her cunt till she pushed me away. We both collapsed.
"David, you weren't that good a cunt lapper when I dropped you off at your
grandmother's."
Uh, oh. What do I say now? If I didn't tell the truth now I might let it slip
sometime.
"Well, you see, well ...."
"All right, out with it. I won't bite you."
"Well, grandma tried to rape me the first night I was there, but I just
cooperated. Then she called Aunt Sally in and they both did things, uh,
sucked my cock and fucked me. It was a lot of fun and I learned a lot."
"You sure did. I'll bet the old biddy's had a ball with you. I hope you
satisfied them. Knowing you, I'm sure you tried to."
"Some times I couldn't keep up with them."
We reversed positions while Janet laughed. She kissed me and fell asleep in
each other's arms. I woke up twice that night with a hard on. I didn't have to
jerk off, I gently inserted my prick into Janet's cunt and leisurely fucked till
we both came. We licked each other clean and fell asleep in each other's
arms again.
The next morning about an hour after breakfast, I was watching Janet drive.
She wasn't wearing a bra that day and I could see her nipples pushing against
her blouse. It looked to me as if they were hard and I guessed she was horny.
That was enough to get me horny and give me a hard on even though Janet
had waked me up by giving me a blow job that morning. Janet looked over at
me and saw My prick pushing my pants up.
"David, will you open the glove compartment and get out some kleenex for
me?"
I reached into the glove compartment of the car and pulled a wad of kleenex
out of the box she had there and handed it to her. Then I was in for a sur-
prise. Janet pulled down my zipper and freed my hard prick from my jockey
shorts. Her fingers ran, lightly up and down my prick shaft. She spread the
drops of cum, seeping out of my prick, over its head.
Janet wrapped her hand around it and gently slid her fingers up and down my
cock. It's a lot more fun to have a woman jerk you off. I had leaked enough
cum to make her hand slide over my prick easily. She gradually speeded the
motion of her pumping. My hips came up off the seat to meet her down
strokes. I fucked her hand as fast as I could.
"Oh, Janet, that feels good. I'm coming! You're making me shoot off. Ahhh!
Wow!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, my prick spouted its load of cum
into her cupped hand. Janet pumped a few more times with her cum slick
hand, then lifted her hand to her mouth and licked it clean, reached for the
kleenex, cleaned me up, pushed my limp prick back inside my pants, and
zipped me up again. Wow!
Janet hadn't said a word. She just looked at me and grinned. I knew that
adults could control their horniness better than I could, but I couldn't see why
Janet shouldn't get to feel good too. Besides I loved the feel of her cunt. I
pulled her dress up and, as she lifted her hips, pulled her panties down. She
was horny. Her panties were wet. I rubbed her cunt lips and she spread her
legs apart. I slid two fingers as far as I could up her cunt.
"Oh that feels good, David. Finger fuck me."
I pumped my fingers in and out of her cunt then rubbed my slick fingers
across her clit. Soon she was squirming. I felt her shudder a couple of times
then relax. I slowly pulled my fingers out of her cunt, licked them off, and
smiled at her. It was just as much fun, in a different way, to finger fuck her as
it was to have her jerk me off.
One time I remember very well was after our first quick fuck. That never
lasted long. Janet told me to lay back and relax. Janet got over me and kissed
me again then licked her way across my face and stuck her tongue into my
ear. Wow! Then she nibbled at my neck. I never knew that I was so sensi-
tive in so many places. When Janet reached my nipples and licked and
sucked them, They got hard and I got goose bumps. I didn't know that a boy
was sensitive there. When her tongue probed my navel I almost jumped off
the bed.
She licked down to my prick. I knew the feelings that she could give me
there but Janet didn't stay there long. She licked the pre cum from the head of
my prick then moved down to suck my toes. she licked her way up my legs,
turned me over and licked at the back of my knees and the inside of my
thighs. Wow again!
Now she was back to familiar territory. I felt her suck on my balls, lick my
ass, and push her tongue into my asshole. She turned me over again and
slowly lowered her mouth over my prick. That was all I could take.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! I'm coming too quick!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Janet sucked my cum out of my
prick. She gently sucked on my shrinking cock until my breathing returned to
normal and my whole body relaxed. It took me a while to recover from that
one.
On the second day of the trip back I was looking at Janet while she was
driving. I got a hard on and decided that something had to be done about it. I
pulled up her dress and slid her panties down over her knees. She kept right
on driving and I buried my head in her lap and sucked on her clit till she had
to pull over to the side of the road. I sucked until she couldn't take any more
and pushed me away.
Janet, grinned at me, unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard prick, and gave
me the same treatment that I'd given her. My prick ran in and out of her
mouth. Her tongue rubbed against the sensitive under side. I fucked my
prick in and out of her mouth faster and faster. It didn't take long; spurt,
spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick rewarded her with a load of
cum.
After that, at least once a day, two or three times most days, I'd repeat the
performance and start to lap Janet’s cunt. Janet stopped wearing panties so I
could have a more accessible target. She always stopped at the first
convenient parking spot to give me a blow job after I lapped her cunt.
As much as I wanted to see my father I was sorry when we arrived back
home. I was going to miss sleeping with Janet.
(I don't think it was the sleeping part that David was going to miss, it was the
fucking, but he was still a little reluctant to use four letter words.)
(Mom's right. At that point I was capable of lapping a cunt and loving it but I
still blushed if I made myself use the four letter word.)
Chapter - 6
David told me he was going to write about the things that had happened and I
insisted I have give my version of the events. He wasn't around when some
of the things happened, and sometimes we had different views of what
occurred when both of us were there. David didn't mind, he was glad to have
me help him. This is what happened at home when David and mom were
taking their trip.
When mother told me that she was going to marry David's father, Morris, I
didn't like the idea. I liked having mom to myself. When I got to know
David better, it didn't seem quite so bad. He was a nice kid and I liked him.
When David found out that I had a PC, he didn't talk down to me like most
boys do. He was very serious and he showed me his unit. He even let me
use it. That wasn't all I liked about him. He was cute. He was serious all the
time, although I knew he had a sense of humor. I tried to tease him and he
would grin at me and not take offense. If I had to have a brother, David was
the best one I had ever run across.
When mom had to make her business trip, it seemed like a good idea that I
stay with Morris and get to know him better. David said that I could use his
PC whenever I wanted.
The first thing that I did was search his directories to see what he had on file.
When I found a file called 'DIARY' I couldn't help but snoop. I figured I
could find out all his likes and dislikes, and that way I could get along with
him better.
David had started the diary a year and a half before I met him so it pretty
much showed the sort of a person he was now. The more I read the better I
liked David. When he got to the place where he had his first wet dream, I got
embarrassed at prying, and took it off the screen. It had been about the
same time I had my first period. I was beginning to develop, but I had a
while to go before I needed a 'C' cup bra, and my crotch hair was still sparse
enough so that you could see through it. I wouldn't want David reading my
private thoughts about that.
I couldn't keep away, I was curious about boys and sex. My conscience
fought a loosing battle with my curiosity, I opened the file up again. David
had been very descriptive about what happened in that dream. My panties
got wet while I read about it.
I found out about his sex books. I had some about girls. I found his books,
and read up on boys. It was interesting but I didn't learn very much new.
Back to the diary again, I found references to the graphics. I'll have to say
that David's descriptions were graphic. I was curious. When David wrote
about how he masturbated, or jerked off, I got aroused. My panties got wet
and I went the bath room and rubbed myself until I had a couple of orgasms.
It felt real good. I had to find those graphics.
I knew that David had Norton's Utilities, and I knew how to use it. I went to
the prompt and typed ‘FA/u/s’ and found the files. I changed the attributes,
and called them up. Wow! I could see why David had to jerk off. I had to
push my fingers in and out of my vagina until I had an orgasm myself. More
than once, as a matter of fact.
I've read some of the things that David's written so I better rephrase that last
sentence. I had to finger fuck my cunt until I came more than once. My sex
books talked about multiple orgasms but I hadn't realized what it meant until
then. I found out and I liked it. It felt real neat.
The part of David's diary where he talked about jerking off with Ted was
interesting. I wished I could watch them do that. I got to the latest entries,
where he said something about me and I was very flattered. I closed my eyes
and tried to picture him thinking about me and pumping his hand up and down
his prick at the same time. Evidently he liked me as much as I liked him. I
started thinking about him, rather than the graphics, when I finger fucked
myself.
I was thinking about sex all the time. When Morris got home that night I
looked at him a different way. I could see why my mother wanted him. He
wasn't the handsomest guy but he was good looking, and with my new point
of view, he was sexy.
His hair was turning gray at the temples. He had the serious demeanor that
David had, and he had the same grin. He was a more mature version of
David, and I had gotten to like David a lot more after reading his diary. I
found I liked Morris a lot too.
Morris prepared a nice dinner for us and set the table as if I was company.
He turned out the lights and lit candles. He didn't talk down to me because I
was a girl. He treated me as if I were an adult. When he found out the things
that I was interested in he got me talking about them. I think I talked too
much that night, but he was so easy to talk to. We sat and talked all evening.
The Hemmer house had four bedrooms, and we were going to live there after
Morris and mom got married. I was given my choice of the two spare
bedrooms and chosen the bigger one. I even brought some of my personal
things to leave there, just to make the room feel like it belonged to me. I
liked the room. I was beginning to like the whole Idea of being one family
with David and Morris.
I wasn't used to a man in the house. I undressed, got my night clothes, and
started out to the bathroom to shower and get into them. Mom and I always
walked around our house that way. Mom just didn't believe in false modesty.
There was a man in this house, and Morris chose that moment to come out of
his bedroom. I realized that I was stark naked. I blushed, felt my whole
body go hot with embarrassment, tried to cover up, and dodged back into my
room.
(There sure was a man in the house, and he was horny. I never thought a
thirteen year old would affect me as much as Clair was. I'd had a hard on
from the time we sat down to dinner. Seeing her adolescent body had me
panting like an adolescent myself. I could picture David looking at a picture
of her and jerking off once he returned home.)
I heard Morris go down stairs for something then come back up a few
minutes later.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to peek. I'm closing my door now and I won't be out
for the rest of the night." He was a gentleman. He apologized simply and let
me know that I had the floor to myself without making a big deal out of it. I
liked him even more.
I showered, got into my nightie, went back to my room, closed the door, and
couldn't get to sleep. I thought about the graphics, David's jerking off over
them, David wanting play with Ted’s prick and have Ted play with his.
When I pictured them sitting by the computer it really got to me. Morris
seeing me without any clothes on really got to me too. My cunt got wet and I
had to do something about it.
I pushed my fingers into my cunt and plunged them in and out. I imagined
David doing it to me. David became Morris and he was pushing his fingers
into my cunt. Then it was his penis. I mean his prick. I had multiple
orgasms and finally fell asleep.
The next day I was back to the PC. I read the diary through to the end. The
more I read the better I liked David. He was really nice. The more I read the
more I wanted to have sex with him. I had to be careful about that, he was
only thirteen. But I didn't have to be careful about jerking off. As David said
in his diary, it was perfectly normal. How else would kids relieve their sexual
tension. I finger fucked myself several times. And several more times while I
called up the different graphics files.
When Morris came home that night I prepared a dinner. I wasn't as good a
cook as he was so it wasn't as good as the one he prepared the night before,
but he set up the table the same way. I kept looking at him and thinking how
glad I was that mom was going to marry him. I wanted to be his daughter,
even if it was only a stepdaughter.
After dinner, we went to the family room. He sat in his big easy chair and I
went over and sat in his lap.
"Morris, I'm glad I'm staying here with you. I didn't like the idea of mom
getting married at first but now that I know you better, I know I'm going to
like family life with you and David. I love you."
I kissed him and wiggled. I felt something like a piece of pipe in his pants. It
was uncomfortable. Then, all of a sudden, it wasn't that uncomfortable at all.
I realized what I was feeling was a hard prick poking in between my ass
cheeks. I pretended nothing was happening. I just sat there and hugged him.
Morris held me in a tight hug too. He held me for a while then kissed me
again and pushed me away.
"I'm glad you're visiting too. I've gotten to know you better and I like what I
see. However, you better get off my lap. You're a big girl now and it does
have an effect on me."
Morris was still treating me as an equal and an adult. He didn't fuss about
what happened and he hadn't let it fluster him, nor did he expect me to be
flustered by such a natural reaction to having his prick rubbed by a girl's
warm ass. I sat down in the couch and I was determined to be just as adult as
he was.
"I'm sorry Morris. I didn't mean to give you a hard on."
Morris laughed.
"That's not the first time. You're a very desirable girl. - Mmmm no. What I
really mean is that you are a very desirable young lady. Last night, when I
caught you unawares, you got me so horny that I had to revert to my boyhood
pastime before I could get to sleep."
"I'm sorry again, Morris. I'm really not trying to tease you that way."
"I have a problem. I find you very desirable. That's not the way you should
feel about a daughter."
It gave a boost to my ego to have a grown man want me. I wanted to have
sex with him. I went over some conversations that I had with my mother.
"Morris, mom and I have had a lot of woman to woman talks lately. She told
me that she didn't believe it was right to be frustrated, just because you
weren't with a particular person. If you loved a particular person, you could
have sex with someone else without it making much difference. Do you think
that too?"
"Well, your mother and I do have an agreement of that sort and I'm inclined to
agree with her liberal attitude."
"I want to have sex with you. The only thing is I don't know what I'm
supposed to do. I've never even seen a man down there - I mean - a man's
prick."
For once, Morris acted flustered. "Uh, but I'm going to marry your mother.
You're going to be my daughter."
"You're not married to my mother yet, and I will only be your stepdaughter."
Morris laughed again. He came over and kissed me again. "I love you.
You're so adult and so innocent. If you really want me to, I can teach you
anything you want to learn. I can certainly let you find out what a man's prick
looks like, except that I'm afraid that while your looking it will be hard, rather
than soft, as it usually is."
Things were heavy about then. Morris was trying to keep it light. Sex should
be fun not heavy. I tried to lighten things up a little bit myself.
"Maybe I can make it soft."
This really broke Morris up. He came over to the couch, sat down beside me,
took me in his arms, and hugged and kissed me. Morris opened his lips and
moved his tongue along my lips. Wow! I opened my lips a little and he
pushed his tongue into my mouth. I'd never been kissed like this before but
I'd read about it.
Having someone else's tongue in my mouth hadn't appealed to me. The idea
may not have been appealing but the kiss sure was. I could hardly catch my
breath and my cunt got wet.
I kissed Morris back the same way. I pushed my tongue against his, then into
his mouth. I licked his gums. I put my hand down and felt his prick. David's
graphics had some pictures of men with big pricks and I thought that they
were exaggerations. I knew better now.
Morris cradled my tit in his hands and gently massaged it. The nipple get
hard. I pressed his hand against my tit. It felt real good. He disengaged
himself and pulled off my T shirt and unhooked my bra. He did it easier than
I could. I guess he had more practice taking off bras than I had. I'd been
doing it for three months.
Morris lowered his head and sucked on my nipple. I could feel it in my cunt.
The books were right about the nerves being connected. His hands were
busy at the same time. He unzipped my jeans and pulled them off then he
pulled down my panties.
He rubbed my cunt with his fingers, then tickled my clit. I was having
orgasms already. I wiggled my cunt against his hands. No one but me had
ever touched it since I could remember. It felt much better when some one
else played with you.
I jumped when he moved his head down and stuck his tongue into my navel.
Then he licked down to my cunt and stuck his tongue in. He flicked his
tongue in and out of my cunt. I'd never felt anything like that before. When
he grabbed my clit between his lips, massaged it with his tongue, and sucked
on it, it was more than I could take.
"Ahhh! Ohhh! I'm coming! Oooo! I love you Morris! Ahhh!"
Morris sucked and lapped till I pushed his head away. If this was what sex
was like, I knew that I'd never get enough. Morris sat there and grinned at
me. I could tell that he enjoyed giving me pleasure, but now I wanted to do
something to make him feel as good as he had made me feel. I hadn't even
seen his prick yet! I wanted to do what I had promised him, I wanted to
make his prick soft again.
"Morris, you're not being fair. I'm naked and you still have all your clothes
on."
Morris grinned at me again and took his clothes off. His prick was huge. It
was more than six inches long and it stood straight out from his body. I sat
up and had him sit beside me. I took his prick in my hands and gently stroked
it.
"Can I make you come with my hand? I want to see what it looks like when
the stuff comes out of it. It seems strange to me that urine and semen come
out of the same place."
"Clair, this is your night. There isn't anything you could do that wouldn't
please me."
"How do I do it? I've never played with a prick before."
He told me to spit on my hand, so it would slide up and down easier. He told
me the sensitive spots around the prick head and under the pisshole. I tried
everything he mentioned then went to pumping my fist up and down. He
leaned back and started to breath heavy. I could feel his prick throb.
"Ahhh! Ohhh! You're making me come!"
I moved closer to watch. Spurt, the first jet of cum spurted into my open
mouth, spurt, spurt; the rest onto my chest. Dribble, dribble, dribble; the
remains seeped out of his prick. I swallowed the cum he'd shot into my
mouth and I liked the taste. I took his soft prick into my mouth and licked the
cum off. That had looked nasty in the graphics but was really nice.
"There, I told you I could make it soft."
Morris laughed and pulled me up to lick his cum off my chest and tits. He
enjoyed my actions and reactions as much as he enjoyed his sexual release.
"I hadn't expected you to do that so soon. Cock sucking and cunt lapping
usually come later in your sex education. I can see you liked it and I'm glad."
We sat there for a while contented just to feel each others sex organs. I
played with Morris's prick and balls and ran my hands over his hairy chest.
He fondled my cunt and clit and squeezed my nipples now and then. His
prick hardened in my hands.
"I want you to fuck me, Morris. I want to find out what it feels like to have a
prick in my cunt."
Morris looked very serious.
"That will hurt you. I felt that your maidenhead is intact. Are you sure you
want that? You've found out that there are a lot of other ways of enjoying
sex."
"My maidenhead has to be broken sooner or later. It might as well be right
now. Your prick is big, but it's not as big as a baby. I know a baby can come
out of my cunt. I want you to break my maidenhead, Morris."
"All right, but we might as well be comfortable. Let's go upstairs to a
bedroom."
We went to his bedroom. He put a pillow under my hips, licked my cunt a
couple of times, then sucked on my clit. He got on the bed with his knees
between my legs. He positioned his prick in my cunt lips and gently pushed.
It went in an inch or two and I could feel it hit something.
"This is going to hurt you, Clair."
He pulled out a little bit and plunged his hips down toward me. It hurt!
"Ouch!"
His prick was buried in my cunt. There had been a stab of pain, but his prick
felt good too. Morris four or five minutes before he pulled out a little and
pushed in again. It felt real good. I bucked my hips up to meet Morris's next
down thrust. He pulled out farther and plunged back faster. My hips met
each of his thrusts. I was coming already.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! Oooo!"
"Ahhh! Ohhh!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, my cunt received its first load of
cum. Morris moved slower and slower until his prick slipped out of my cunt.
He turned around and lapped my cunt clean. His soft prick was near my face
so I took it in my mouth and gently sucked on it.
Then Morris surprised me. Our mutual juices had leaked out of my cunt and
into my ass crack. Morris licked down my ass crack and over my ass. Wow!
David's graphics hadn't even shown that, and I'd never read about it either. I
couldn't believe the sensation it gave me. I didn't see how Morris could put
his tongue there. I didn't think I could ever do that.
If Morris could do it to me, I was determined to do it to him. I ran my tongue
down his ass crack and I couldn't do it. The very idea almost made me gag. I
wanted to make Morris feel as good as he was making me feel, but I still had
some inhibitions.
Morris pushed his tongue into my asshole. I wanted to do the same but I
couldn't. I went back to sucking on his soft cock. Morris's prick got hard.
Morris licked my cunt, I licked his balls and took each one of them in my
mouth and sucked on it. Morris sucked my clit. I lapped at the head of his
prick. I realized this was what they called a sixty nine. There were several
graphics showing this position.
Some cum leaked out of Morris's prick and I licked it off. He plunged his
tongue into my cunt. I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and ran my
tongue around it. He pushed his hips toward my face and his whole prick
went into my mouth. I could feel the head of it in my throat.
I applied as much suction as I could and pulled away until only the head of
his prick was retained. Morris was flicking his tongue in and out of my cunt
like a snake. I was having multiple orgasms. I bobbed my head up and down
on his prick and he pumped his hips forward each time I sucked his prick in.
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, I sucked every drop of cum out
of his prick. He kept on licking until I had to pull away. His prick got soft
and he pulled it out of my mouth. We reversed his positions and Morris took
me in his arms and hugged me. I hugged back. He kissed me. I kissed back.
"I love you, Morris. I'm glad we're going to be family."
"I love you too. I didn't know how much family I was going to get when I
proposed to your mother."
"Morris?"
"Yes?"
"What was that bit with the ass licking? I never heard of that before. It felt
real neat but I couldn't make myself do it."
"That's something some people like to do. The muscles and nerves around
the anus are connected with the sex organs and you can get definite sexual
sensations from it. Some people think that it's nasty, but I've never found
anything about sex that was nasty. Don't think you have to do it just because
I do. Never do anything you don't want to."
"Wow! I'll say there are sexual sensations connected with it. When I felt
them, I knew it couldn't be as bad as it seemed. That's why I had to try it.
Maybe someday I will."
"You know, Some people even like to fuck an ass just like a cunt. Your
mother likes it when I fuck her that way. I won't do that to you. I know that
will hurt you and I might damage some tissue. It's not like a maidenhead
that's meant to be torn. Wait till you grow some or find someone with a prick
more your own size."
I lay there in his arms and I digesting this information. I wouldn't make an
issue out of it even though I wanted to find out what it felt like.
Morris held me in his arms till I fell asleep. I woke up a while later and felt
his prick against my stomach. It was hard. I slipped down and took it in my
mouth. I sucked gently until he was thrusting his hips forward and I knew he
was awake. I sucked harder and bobbed my head faster. I got what I
wanted. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, his prick shot his cum
into my mouth. I swallowed it all and lapped the drippings off of his balls.
Morris lapped my cunt till I couldn't take any more and had to push him
away. We slept in each other's arms for the rest of the night.
I didn't sleep in my own room for the rest of the visit. When Morris was at
work the next day, I searched David's graphics for things that we hadn't done.
I found a few, and we tried them all except those that had something cruel
about them. Neither Morris or I were interested in anything like that.
As much as I wanted to see my mother again, I was sorry when she came
home and my stay with Morris was over.
Chapter - 7
We got home late in the afternoon. Dad made dinner. Janet decided it was
to late to take Clair home, they would stay over that night. There were four
bedrooms so each of us had one. I knew I wasn't going to like sleeping alone.
I jerked off three times before I fell asleep. I woke up about one o'clock and
heard some noise. My bedroom door was open and I saw Janet going into
pop's bedroom. I was jealous.
Then it hit me. Janet didn't belong to me. She was going to be dad's wife, not
mine! She was going to sleep with him, not me! I had to get used to jerking
off again. It was going to be a long dry spell.
I cried myself to sleep that night.
- - - - - o - - - - -
I had some problems that night too. I wanted to be with Morris but I knew I
couldn't. I found a medicine bottle from the bathroom that was about the size
of Morris's prick, and fucked myself with it. It wasn't as good as Morris, but
it helped.
I woke up and saw mom go into Morris's bedroom I was jealous. I realized
Morris belonged to my mother. I wouldn't have Morris and I would be living
in the same house with him. I was going to miss his hard prick.
I didn't know what would be worse. To go back to the way things were
before, or to live with the Hemmers and not be able to fuck with Morris.
I cried myself to sleep that night too.
- - - - - o - - - - -
Janet and Clair went home the next morning. I sat down at my PC to update
my diary and realized I didn't want anyone to see what I had just put in it.
What if Clair found out that I'd fucked her mother! I made it a hidden file.
Uh, Oh! My graphics directory was no longer hidden. Clair must have
changed the attributes. Wow! I blushed and thinking of Clair looking at the
graphics made me horny. Did Clair finger fuck herself while she looked at
the graphics? I pictured her with her panties down and her finger in her cunt.
I went to the bathroom to jerk off. I let down my pants, sat on the toilet,
wrapped my fingers around my prick, and started to pump. I pictured Clair
looking at graphics pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt. I shot my cum
into the hopper.
Janet and dad were going to be married the next week end. We had a lot of
arrangements to make and that kept us all busy, but I went to sleep every
night jerking off. Every time I jerked off that week I closed my eyes and
imagine I was doing things I had done with Janet or with my grandmother and
Aunt Sally. Towards the end of the week I was fantasizing about doing those
things with Clair. Did she think of me when she finger fucked herself when
she looked at the graphics? I wondered what her fantasies were.
Our parents decided that we were too old to have a baby sitter during their
honeymoon so we were to be left there by ourselves. I was glad they thought
we were mature enough to be left alone but I had a problem. How could I
live in the house alone with Clair when I knew that she had seen my graphics.
I knew that I would think of them every time I looked at her. Would she
think of them when she looked at me? I sure would like to do some of those
things with her. Did she want to do those things with me? I was sure that I
would never find out.
- - - - - o - - - - -
After we left the Hemmers I remembered the graphics file. David would
know that I had been into them. I fantasized that David was pushing his
fingers in and out of my cunt five and six times a day. I shuddered and came
time after time. Was he looking at those graphics and jerking off? Was he
thinking about me when he did it? I hoped he was, I wanted to do the things
in the graphics with him.
When our parents gave us a vote of confidence by leaving us with no baby
sitter, I didn't know how I could be in the same house with him when he knew
that I had gotten into his graphics file.
- - - - - o - - - - -
Dad and mom got married that Saturday. They moved Clair into the house
then left that evening to go on their honeymoon. We talked for a while and
prepared a dinner between us. It was fun doing things with Clair but every
now and then I would think of her looking at my graphics and that caused an
instant hard on. After dinner we went to the family room and turned on the
TV.
I kept looking at her and hiding the fact that I had a hard on. I kept thinking
that she had seen the graphics file. The same questions again. Had she finger
fucked herself when she looked at the graphics? I pictured her sitting in front
of the PC and pushing her fingers in and out of her cunt the same way I
pumped on my prick.
I wanted to do things with Clair. Did she want to do things with me? She
was only thirteen, and I didn't think she had never done anything before.
I went to the bathroom and jerked off. That helped for a while. In the next
hour or so I went to the bathroom to jerk off two more times. I wondered if
Clair thought I had diarrhea or something. Finally I yawned and stretched
and said that the day had tired me out. I went upstairs, showered, got into
bed, fantasized Clair sitting in front of the PC finger fucking herself, and
jerked off again. This was like the first days on the road with Janet. If I kept
on like this I'd make calluses on the palms of my hands.
- - - - - o - - - - -
David and I sat in the family room watching the TV. he had a hard on. My
panties were wet. I pretended I didn't notice David's hard on. I wanted to do
things with him, but David was only thirteen and I knew from his diary that
he had never done anything with a girl. He went to the bathroom three times
in about an hour and I knew he was going there to jerk off. I wanted to go in
there with him. I wanted him to finger fuck me. I wanted to suck his prick
and have him lap my cunt. I wanted him to fuck me! Every time he left I
finger fucked myself. I came off so quick that he never caught me. I was
frustrated and there wasn't a thing I could do.
After he put on the act of being ready for bed I waited a few minutes, turned
off the TV, and went to my own room. I got undressed, into my baby dolls,
and went to the bathroom to get the medicine bottle that I had used before. I
passed the door to David's room and his bed springs squeaked. He must be
jerking off again.
The whole situation was ridiculous. He was jerking off in his room. I was
going back to my own room to finger fuck myself. I liked him and I knew he
liked me. I wanted to do things with him and I knew, from his diary, that he
wanted to do the same things with me. Why shouldn't we get together. We
were only thirteen but I had learned some things from Morris and I could
teach David anything he had to know. It would be a lot of fun teaching him.
I took a deep breath and knocked on his door.
- - - - - o - - - - -
I heard the knock on my bedroom door. There was only one person in the
house so I knew who it was. I pulled the covers over my hard prick and I
asked Clair what she wanted.
"David?"
I hadn't yet learned what it meant when Clair said my name with a question
mark after it. "Yes?"
"Can I come in? I want to talk to you."
I was blushing beet red. I pushed my prick down between my thighs and
squeezed them together. What could I do? I couldn't say no and chase Clair
away. As much as I liked her it was going to be hard living in the same house
with her and my prick was going to be hard too. I thought of wearing a jock
strap all the time.
"I guess so."
Clair opened the door and stood in the doorway. She wore baby doll pajamas
that were as transparent as Janet's nightie had been. I didn't know what to say
or do. She must have known what I was doing.
"David?"
"Uh, yes?"
Clair looked at me and she blushed. I think that was the first time I ever saw
her blush. The next words came out in a hurry.
"David, you were jerking off, weren't you?"
I blushed again. I had never expected Clair to say anything that direct nor
had I expected she would use those words. I wasn't very articulate. I made
some intelligent comments. "Uh! Oh! What do you mean? What makes you
think I'm doing that?"
Clair came over to the bed and sat down on the edge. She took a deep
breath, looked me in the eye, and her blush disappeared. She was wearing a
very serious expression.
"David, I'm just as horny as you are. I finger fucked myself every time you
went to the bathroom to jerk off. We're all alone in the house together and
were going to be with each other all week. Why don't we do things with each
other? There's no reason in the world that we should have to masturbate."
Wow! Clair had known what I was doing all the time. I hadn't even
considered what she'd been doing when I was in the bathroom.
"I don't know. Do you think it would be right to do things with each other?"
"Why not?"
"Well, we're only thirteen years old."
"So what? You can shoot cum. I have monthly periods. You jerk off. I
finger fuck myself. It doesn't make sense. I like you and you like me. Why
can't we do things together? We don't ever have to tell anyone."
Clair was right. I wanted to do things with her but I just didn't know how to
say so. I lay there and all I could do was blush.
- - - - - o - - - - -
It hadn't been easy to start the conversation. I even think I blushed. I wanted
David and I wanted his prick. It embarrass me but I was going to get things
out in the open. David was cute. I could see that he wanted to do things with
me but was just too shy to say so.
I pulled his covers away. He had his legs squeezed together and he was pinc-
hing his prick between them so I wouldn't see that he had a hard on. As soon
as he moved his prick stuck out of the front of his pajamas and pointing up
toward his navel.
The head looked satiny smooth and the shaft was white with a delicate blue
tracery of veins. The head was red and it had a big drop of pre cum seeping
out of the pisshole. His prick wasn't as big as Morris's but it was cute, I liked
the looks of it. I wanted it. I was sure it would be a lot better than the
medicine bottle. I touched it gently, then took off my pajamas.
"You touch me too, David. I want you to."
- - - - - o - - - - -
I was still blushing but I couldn't help myself. I reached down as if I were in
a trance and rubbed a finger along her cunt. It was real wet but I knew even
before I touched it that she was just as horny as I was. I pushed my finger in
and moved it in and out. She pushed her crotch toward me and ran her
fingers up and down my rigid prick.
"Take off your pajamas, David. Please. I want to see all of you too."
Almost in a trance, I took my pajamas off and Clair leaned over and put her
mouth right around my prick. Wow! Where had Clair learned to do that. I
wasn't going to be left behind. If Clair was sucked my cock, I was certainly
going to lap her cunt. I'd been fantasizing about doing it often enough that
day and the real thing looked even better than the fantasy. I moved my body
around, without pulling my prick out of Clair’s mouth, and lapped her cunt. It
was soaking wet with her juices. I liked the way her cunt tasted and smelled.
I lapped at her cunt and took her clit between my teeth and sucked on it.
Clair knew what she was doing, she ran her tongue around the head of my
prick and massaged the place under my pisshole. She was making me feel
real good. Clair started to bob her head on my cock. I flashed my tongue in
and out of her cunt. She rubbed her cunt all over my face. I thrust my prick
in and out of her mouth. I was going to come! I was going to shoot off in
Clair's mouth. I tried to pull away.
"I'm going to come! Let loose! You don't want me to shoot my cum into your
mouth!"
She held tight to my hips, just like her mother had. I went back to lapping her
cunt. If she wanted to drink my cum I sure wasn't going to stop her.
- - - - - o - - - - -
When I sucked David's cock into my mouth he immediately moved around to
lap my cunt. He knew what he was doing, he even sucked on my clit and
massaged it with his tongue. Where had he learned to do that. He did as
good a job as his father had. I wasn't going to miss Morris that much after all.
I could feel when David was ready to shoot his cum.
He was cute. He tried to pull away because he thought I wouldn't want him
to come in my mouth. I didn't want him to pull away. I was having orgasms
from his educated tongue already. I wanted to drink all of his cum. He shot a
bigger load of cum than Morris had. It wasn't as thick as his father's but it
had a sweeter taste. I liked it. Some of it leaked out around my lips. I
swallowed it all and lapped the drippings off of his balls.
Some cum leaked down David's ass crack. It had felt so good when Morris
licked my ass. I wanted to make David feel as good. I'd lick David's ass
even if it made me gag. I didn't gag. Knowing how I was making him feel
made me feel good too. I liked licking David's ass. I'm glad I finally tried it.
I had really wanted to lick Morris's ass but now I was glad that David's was
the first one I licked.
- - - - - o - - - - -
I shot my cum into Clair’s mouth and she drank it all. I kept right on lapping
at her cunt. She licked some cum from my ass crack. I licked her ass crack.
She rubbed her tongue across my asshole. I knew how good it felt when
Janet tongue fucked my ass. I was going to make Clair feel that good even if
it made me gag. I tongue fucked Clair's asshole and found out that I liked to
make her feel that good.
I didn't mind licking her ass at all. Now I was sort of glad that I hadn't gotten
up the nerve with Janet. I was glad that Clair's was the first ass I'd licked. I
don’t know if it was because my ass was being licked or because I was
licking ass, my prick got hard. Tongue fucking her ass was a turn on. I liked
it. I liked making her feel good. I'm glad I finally tried it.
Where had Clair learned to do all these things. Sure she'd seen my graphics,
but she hadn't learned all of this from looking at pictures. There wasn't a
graphic showing an ass being licked.
- - - - - o - - - - -
When David took my lead on the ass licking and actually pushed his tongue
up my ass before I had a chance to do it to him, I was sure that this wasn't the
first time he'd been with a woman. He hadn't learned to do those things from
the graphics. I'd read his diary. From the things that he had put in there, I
was sure that he would have mentioned something as important as having sex
with a woman.
Where had David learned this. I had to find out.
- - - - - o - - - - -
"David?"
"Yes?"
"Have you done this with a girl before?"
"Uh. Well, not exactly."
"What do you mean, 'not exactly'?"
"It wasn't a girl, it was with women."
"You didn't have anything about it in your diary."
"You read my diary? How could you?"
"I'm sorry, David, I couldn't help myself when I found it on your PC. I
wanted to find out about you so I would know what you liked and disliked. I
only wanted to know because I didn't want to do things you didn't like.
I really shouldn't have done it and I apologize but I'm not really sorry that I
did read it. If I hadn't read it I wouldn't have known that you wanted to have
sex with me and I wouldn't have had the nerve to knock on your door
tonight."
"All right, Clair, I'll accept your apology. I guess that I'd have done the same
thing if I had a chance. There are some things in there that I'd prefer nobody
see but I’m glad you did read it because I would never had the nerve to sug-
gest that we have sex together.
"But you've done these things before too. You didn't learn those things from
my graphics. They're not that explicit, and they're still pictures and I don’t
think there are many that show ass licking. Have you done them with a boy?"
"Not really. Just like you, I've done them with a man. Wait a minute, David!
You didn't do anything before you went to the coast with my mother or it
would have been in your diary if you had. That’s what happened, you must
have done those things with my mother on the way back and forth from the
west coast."
- - - - - o - - - - -
I knew I wasn't a very good liar. I really didn't want to tell Clair that I had
been fucking her mother. She might not like that idea. After thinking for a
while I decided that I'd tell the truth and get it over with. If I tried to cover up
I was bound to make some inconsistent statement later and Clair would find
out anyway.
When I told Clair that her mother and I had made love on the trip to the west
coast and back, Clair was delighted. She clapped her hands in excitement.
She wanted me to tell her all about it.
I was relieved the news didn't upset Clair. I asked where she got her sex
education. I told her that I'd describe what had happened to me if she told me
who she had been with, and what they had done.
- - - - - o - - - - -
I didn't want to tell David that his father had fucked me. But I had an unfair
advantage, I'd read his diary so I knew a lot more about him than he knew
about me. That was why I'd been able to figure out that he had fucked mom.
His offer to trade information was only fair. I told him what had happened
the first night after they had left, and how I had got to like Morris more and
more.
David told me about the first two days they spent on the road, and how he
jerked off so many times. Then having to jerk off even more times when they
had to share a room. Every time he told me about jerking off he blushed.
I told him about finding his graphics and how I had to jerk off a lot too. I also
told David how I thought about him when I was jerking off. I knew from his
diary that he had been thinking about me.
David told me about the night that they couldn't get a cot and what had
happened. I told him how I knew what my mother thought about casual sex,
and that after I had given Morris a hard on, I had gotten him to agree to have
sex with me.
David's response surprised me. He pulled me to him and hugged and kissed
me. He told me that one of the things he liked about me was the way I felt I
had to treat other people, and that he felt that way too.
I had to tell him that I had been horny, and that it was not just to please
Morris that I had sex with him. I'd been reading his diary and found out how
much I wanted to do things with David and looking at the graphics had turned
me on. I wanted to have sex, and Morris was very convenient and I liked
him. I had wanted to be fucked.
At this point something David had said earlier came back to me. I
remembered that David had said 'women', not 'a woman'. Who were the other
women?
"David?"
"Yes?"
"Who else did you do things with?"
"What do you mean?"
I wasn't going to let him get away with that.
"You said that you did things with women."
David blushed and stammered again. I love the way David blushes and gets
embarrassed every time something new comes up.
"Uh. Well. Oh, hell! Well, my grandmother and great aunt tried to rape
me."
David stopped and grinned at me.
"I didn't let them do it, I was much too willing to cooperate."
"David, you didn't."
"I guess I did. It was fun."
I'll let David tell about the rest of that night. We sure were together, in more
ways than one. What we do remember, more or less coincides. I reserve the
right, however, to make editorial comments.
- - - - - o - - - - -
After Clair found out about my grandmother and aunt, she wanted to know all
about it. I had to relate their story about the way they trained the paper boys
and about servicing two woman at the same time and sometimes not being
able to get a hard on. I also told her about going around naked and having
them grab me every time my prick got hard. Clair was laughing and clapping
her hands in glee.
We hadn't just been sitting there while we were talking. There was no way I
could sit next to Clair without any clothes on and just talk. I gently pinched
her nipples till they were as hard as my prick. When she did the same thing
to me I was still surprised at the feelings it gave me. I had never read anything
about boys nipples being sensitive. I was still learning.
I moved one hand down and pushed my finger in and out of her cunt. When
my finger was slick with her juices I rubbed her clit for a while. Clair had
wrapped her fist around my prick and was rubbing the drops of pre cum over
its head with her thumb.
When Clair got around to the fact that she had wanted to be fucked by dad, I
asked her if she wanted to be fucked by me right then. She didn't say a word.
She grinned at me, pushed me back on the bed, straddled me, fitted my prick
into the entrance to her cunt, and sat down. Wow! Her cunt was a lot tighter
than Janet's. It felt real good.
Clair slowly lifted her body up and then lowered it again. My prick slid in
and out of her cunt. The sight fascinated me. I reached a hand down
between our bodies and rubbed her clit. It made Clair wiggle. She certainly
had me squirming, and her wiggle only made my sensations more intense.
My reflexes took over. I wanted this to last as long as possible but with my
prick buried in Clair's cunt I couldn't keep control of my motions. Each time
that Clair lowered her cunt down over my prick, I bucked my hips up to meet
hers. This got her more excited too and she speeded up the action. My hips
speeded up to match her tempo.
"Ohhh! Wow! I'm coming!"
"Ahhh! Oooo! Fill my cunt with cum, David!"
Hearing that was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble;
my prick spouted its load of cum into Clair's cunt. The spasms were so
intense that I could feel them in my asshole.
Clair rode my prick until it got so soft that it slipped out. She reversed herself
and we cleaned each other off like cats. She licked me all over and I licked
her all over.
I didn't think that I could ever get enough of Clair. She tasted good no matter
where I licked. I even liked the flavor of her asshole. I couldn't figure out
why it took me so long to be able to lick ass. I made up for lost time by
giving her ass crack and asshole a good going over.
(David sure is right about that. Tongue fucking his asshole was a real turn on
for me too. The fact that it made his prick hard again was just a dividend.)
Clair treated my ass the same way. Her tongue pushing in and out of my ass
had the desired affect. It gave me another hard on. When my prick hardened
and pushed up against her neck she came up for air. She scooted around and
kissed and hugged me some more.
I was returning each kiss and hug. She told me how much she loved me and I
told her how much I loved her. We disregarded the fact that puppy love at
thirteen had a way of fading with time. We weren't sure that puppy love
normally included fucking, lapping cunt, and sucking cock. We were glad
that we were going to be living together. We wanted to be with each other all
our lives.
We held each other and my hard prick was rubbed against Clair's cunt. We
were very contented for the time being. After coming a second time my urges
weren't as intense. Clair stopped murmuring in my ear and stopped moving
her body against mine. I could tell that she had something on her mind.
"David?"
"Yes?"
"There's something I want you to do."
"What?"
"Morris wouldn't fuck my ass. He said I had to wait till I grew bigger, or I
found some one with a prick more my size. His prick is a lot bigger than
yours. Do you think your prick is my size? I'd like your prick up my ass. It
feels so good when you push your tongue in. I bet your prick feels even
better."
"I don't know. I'd like to fuck your ass, but I don't want to hurt you either. I
fucked your mother’s ass on the trip. If dad didn't want to do it, maybe I
shouldn't either."
Clair took a deep breath and I knew she was going to argue with me. I
decided to compromise, I knew that I'd never win an argument with her.
"I'll tell you what. We'll try it, but if it hurts you, you have to tell me to stop.
Is that all right?"
That was enough to satisfy Clair.
"All right, David. Do it now."
(I like David's idea of a compromise. As long as he thinks going along with
every thing I want to do is a compromise every thing will be okay. It's not as
if David really doesn't want to do those things it's just that he's a little
conservative.)
Clair got on her knees and pushed her ass up in the air. Her smooth ass
cheeks curved into a hairless crack. She had a little red pucker for an
asshole. I looked at it and wondered why I thought kissing or licking an ass
would be nasty. I wanted to kiss and lick her there. I did just