So I've been masturbating ever since I can remember. I thought I was a sex freak, but it turns out it wasn't all that abnormal. This story takes place in the later 80's. I was living at home with my mom (ugh) and s****r Vickie. Of course, Vickie is hot. I wouldn't be writing about her if she was a skank. But she's not the real story, you'll see. It's going to be a slow beginning, but give it a shot...
I've just turned 18 years old. Dad moved out years ago, mom has let herself go to hell. She works at a doctor's office as an office manager, but usually only works till 3 pm so she can be home for us k**s. Whoopee. My s****r, Vickie, is 21 and we both attend the State College up the road a few miles. The rich k**s all went to the "University of XXXX" but we had to go here. It's kind of a drive-in college, some k**s are in dorms, but not us. It's pretty much like high school, meaning that it sucks.
My high school career was uneventful. I was geeky, gawky, bad skin, and painfully shy. Oh, and throw in skinny and short, also. I went to my senior prom, with an actual girl, but didn't even get to second base.
This past summer, I grew 4 inches (in height) and my muscles started filling in. My skin is mostly clear, but I'm still dreadfully shy. I'm very nice and respectful of women, and that's gotten me nowhere.
So Vickie and I have similar class schedules, we usually carpool to school except on Fridays. She has a late class and I get out early. I should mention my guy friends went to the university, sometimes Vickie's friends and I hang a little, but not very often.
So it's Friday. I like Fridays. I have the house to myself, it's about the only time. I just bought my first adult magazine called 'Velvet' which I'm dying to check out.
Remember, this is the 80's and we weren't rich. No internet yet. No VCR. No porn. No cell-phones. Jack-off material consists of Cosmopolitan magazines, Sears catalogs (full figured bra department) etc. So, not much.
My routine, since school started, is to go into my s****rs room, get naked, spread out my stuff, and then hump her bed like crazy. You see, her bed spread is some kind of fabric that is very soft and silky smooth. It feels fantastic on my cock. I pile up a few pillows under my chest (I pretend they are big tits) and when I'm ready to cum, I roll over and shoot my sperm all over my chest and stomach. I usually will grab one of her bras or bathing suits, too. I like to run my cock in the bra cups, imagining my cock touching tits... and yes, Vickie is a double-D so there's a lot of cup.
I'm always very careful, I put things away perfectly, don't make a mess or a wrinkle, nobody is the wiser.
So there I am, humping her satiny smooth spread, occasionally rubbing Vickie's D-cup bikini top on my cock, frantically turning the pages of the 'Velvet' magazine and some lesbians. Jesus it's a good day. No imagining what tits look like, I'm seeing some right here! I try to think what my s****r's tits look like.
That feeling starts up, from far away, it's getting closer and closer. Yep, it's time to turn over. Time to shoot my red-hot sperm all over my chest. To tell the truth, I have to be careful or it will hit my face or go onto the floor (yes, it's happened before).
I roll over, grab my cock in her bikini top, give two hard strokes, and here cums my beautiful orgasm...
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??!!!!" yells Vickie.
Holy shit! She's home early!! Oh Fuck!!!
"Uh, um..." I stammer as cum shoots out of my cock, I'm scrambling to get away, but cum is shooting out. It hits my face, goes on the bed... Vickie's hollering something at me and gets hit with a spurt...
I truly want to die of embarrassment. Yeah I know, you tough guys would be all over it ... "oh I'd fuck her right there". Well, I'm a sensitive guy, and this is my s****r, and this really embarrasses the shit out of me.
I run into my room and try to shut the door. Vickie is right there calling "Filthy pervert" and stuff and throws the magazine at me. She wants to know more about this.
"I was just... I was..."
"I know what you were "just" doing. Don't do it in my fucking room! And what are you doing with my bathing suit? You fucking pervert!"
She yells at me some more, I don't know what about. Slamming the door, she stomps off yelling "Wait till mom comes home." Mom, Jesus. She will make my life a living hell if she hears about this. Christ, I'm already dead.
Later, Mom is making dinner. Vickie knocks on the door and says to come set the table, my job that week. I tell her I'm not coming, I don't feel well. She says I better, or else. Plus, it's meatloaf. For all of Mom's faults, she makes a killer meatloaf.
I drag myself out to the kitchen, make nice with mom, and start setting the table. Vickie hip-checks me into the cabinets. Mom asks if i'm alright. Yeah, just tripped. She is prattling on about her stupid day at work. Vickie is behind Mom as Mom is at the stove. Mom, can't see her. Vickie makes the international sign for jacking off, thumb and fingers in a circle, stroking up and down, and points to Mom. She's hinting that I jack off to Mom.
I make this exaggerated face, like i'm disgusted, which I am. That's fucking gross. Hey, you may be into that, fine, I don't care. But if you saw her, you wouldn't be into MY Mom, either!
Anyway, Vickie nods her head at me, like "yes you do". She holds her hands in front of her, like she's holding enormous boobs, points to me like I want Mom's boobs. I shake my head, No!! Vickie then makes a peace-sign, puts it up to her mouth, and sticks her tongue in, like I'm "Eating at the Y" and points at Mom, as if that's what I want to do. I VIOLENTLY shake my head no. I'm also about dying as I'm trying not to laugh. Mom keeps talking while Vickie repeats a few of these motions, all the while mouthing the word 'Pervert" to me.
"Hey Mom", Vickie says. "Guess what I caught David doing today?"
Gulp. the fun just left the building.
"Oh, what was that, dear?"
"I came home early from school", Vickie continued. "And I found Davey boy in my room!"
Oh Jesus I'm so dead.
"He had completely vacuumed my room!"
What? I'm not dead! She didn't rat me out!
Later that night, she was getting ready to go out with her friends, Vanessa and Michele. We share a bathroom, it's called a "Jack and Jill" bathroom. The bathroom has two doors, one to each of our bedrooms. Vickie's in there and calls to me.
"Come here." I saunter in to the bathroom where she's fixing her hair. She looks awesome...
"Stay out of my stuff. And my room. Seriously. Or we will have a problem. Now get out."
Sunday night, we all went to our rooms after watching TV. I pull out my magazine and start humping my own sheets. They aren't satin, but they will do the trick. I guess I bump the headboard a little, which makes a rattle.
The phone rings. In our house, we have three extensions: Kitchen, Mom's room, and my room. Vickie has a separate line in her room.
I holler to Mom, "I GOT IT."
It's my fucking s****r, calling me from her private line.
She continues, "What are you doing in there? I'm hearing noises through the wall..."
"Um, just reading my biology book"
"Yeah, right. Biology. Is it, uh, Lesbian biology?"
"No... it's um, plants, ya know. Stamens and pistils and stuff..."
"Right. So, pervert, you like looking at naked girls."
"Uh, well, I am a guy..." What the hell? We don't talk about stuff like this!!
"I'm guessing that since you had my bikini top wrapped around your cock, maybe you were thinking about something or someone in particular?"
I flushed with shame. I kept quiet.
"Were you thinking about my tits?"
I'm staying quiet.
"You were, weren't you. You were thinking about my big tits."
"Answer me... now!"
"... yes. Yes, I was thinking of what your big tits looked like... Sorry."
"Fucking pervert. Are you hard now? Answer me, don't fuck around"
"You heard me, stroke your cock. Now."
"Or maybe you should fuck your bed, like you were doing on my bed. Do that. Fuck your bed. Make some noise."
I start humping the bed, making the headboard hit the wall. I'm breathing heavily into the phone.
"Good boy. You like big tits, don't you... Big soft tits. Mmmm... I have big tits. They are double-D, you know."
"yes... I know..." I manage to grunt out. christ here comes the feeling
"Tell me. Do you want to see my tits? My soft tits... with hard nipples..."
Humping the bed... the build up is coming
"Tell me! Do you want to see my tits or not?"
"Jesus Vickie! Yes! Yes I want to see your tits!" And with that, I just barely rolled over in time to not cum in my own bed. Groaning, I shot spurt after spurt of steaming cum all over my stomach and chest.
"Good boy. Now don't move. Do NOT fucking move."
She hung up the phone. What the fuck?
The bathroom door clicks and opens. Vickie comes into my room with a box of kleenex for me.
"Wipe up your nasty self." She watches as I use seven or eight kleenexes to wipe the cum from everywhere, including the phone I was still holding. I didn't hide my cock or anything, which was a big step for me. i squeezed it from the base up, getting out the last drops. It didn't really go soft, either, as Vickie was in her hot-weather nightie.
That thing was fucking sheer. I stared at her barely concealed tits.
"That's enough. go to bed, pervert."
So we went to school on Monday as usual, never mentioning a word about anything. I jacked off like clockwork, three times a day. Sometimes I would rattle the headboard, Vickie would bang on the wall. I can NOT stop thinking about her talking to me about her tits, and standing there in her nightie.
Friday comes along. Driving home from college, I have mixed emotions. I'll be alone, which is good, but I can't go in Vickie's room. I have a feeling she will know If I've been in there. She'll set a thread trap or find a pubic hair or something...
I get home, Mom's at work (she works later on Friday's), and Vickie's home!
"Thought you had Economics Lab this afternoon?"
"Nah, professor was sick."
"Hmmm." I said.
"Yeah," she said. "Hmmm."
"Tell you what," she says. "Go to your room and put on your gym shorts."
I went to my room, wondering what the hell this meant.
"Come into my room when you're done", she hollers.
I amble in a minute later wearing my shorts and a t-shirt.
"You don't listen very well. I said gym shorts. Take that shirt off."
I notice she has something in her hand, something chrome, metallic. It looks heavy.
"Lay down on the bed, your head on this pillow", she indicates.
"Left arm up to the headboard. Don't move."
Swiftly, deftly, she takes the metal from her hands. She clamps a handcuff on my left wrist. I yank my hand down, away from her.
"What the hell, Vickie? Handcuffs?"
"Shut up now. Just go with it."
Reluctantly, i let her cuff my left hand to the brass rail of the bed.
"Comfy?", she asks.
I nod in the affirmative. My left arm is resting on pillows, it's not bad, I guess. My right hand is free...
I pull on the cuff. It digs into my wrist a little. But I'm chained in, I can't get out.
"Alrighty then", she says. "Since you are such a pervert, but otherwise a good guy, I figure I should help you with your problem. Now then, take off your shorts."
I don't move for a moment. So she tells me again, firmer this time.
"Take them off, or you'll be very, very sorry"
Well I don't want to be sorry, sure enough. With my free right hand, I struggle out of the shorts. Have to do some gyrations, but they are off.
I'm naked on the bed. In front of my s****r.
"You know, your cock isn't half bad... for an asshole, that is."
"Get it hard. Now. Stroke it. You're going to jerk off for me."
"Vickie, look, I'm sorry about the other day..."
"Stroke it now!" She grabs my hand and puts it on my cock! I start stroking it.
I stroke it for a bit... Nothing happens. I'm too nervous. I look at her with, I guess, a pathetic face.
"Oh... alright. Look all you want."
Vickie stands up, thrusting her chest out. She's got a hot blouse on. Reaching behind her, she un-does the buttons and takes it off. Now, she's standing in front of me in her designer jeans and black bra.
Something happens in my groin.
"Not so nervous now, are you?" She smiles at me.
Her cleavage is gorgeous. Bending over towards me, she pulls on her bra, showing more cleavage to me.
I'm fully fucking hard now, slowly stroking. Some pre-cum has arrived at the tip of my cock. I work it into my hand that is clamped down so very tight on my dick. Vickie continues to rub her bra-covered tits.
Staring into my eyes, she reaches behind her back... and unclasps her bra. I can barely breathe.
Vickie leans forward a bit, the straps falling from her shoulders. Cupping her breasts, the bra falls slightly away from her. But I can't see anything yet. She turns her back to me and throws the bra at me. I still haven't seen her tits yet.
"Use it," she commands. "Soil it."
As if I have no will of my own, I take her bra and fully sniff it... mmmmmmm... and then I rub my cock into the cups, streaking the inside of her bra with my pre-cum.
"Good boy", she says. "Now you're going to get just one minute. I suggest you make the most of it... Go!"
And with that, Vickie turns around and gives me a total and complete view of her spectacular tits. Double-Ds, as I've said before. She cups them, squeezes them, tit flesh spills out between her fingers. She mashes them, manipulates them, bounces them... holy fuck...
Tweaking her nipples, she reminds me... "15 seconds."
I'm stroking my cock so hard, my hand has a death grip on the bra cup surrounding my cock. Vickie takes her left tit in both hands... raises it to her face...
"Cum now for me..." she whispers.
Vickie extends her tongue and touches her nipple with it.
I just go fucking nuts. I didn't know that could happen! I'm convinced my orgasm may actually make it to the Guiness Book. Cum is flying all over me, her bra, the wall. long ropes of cum streak out from my cock. Jesus Christ it feels so good... exquisite. OMFG, as we say today.
"Look what you did to my bra," she sighs. It's a friggin mess, of course, cum in the one cup, cum on the outside of the other.
Vickie take the bra from my hands, giving me the 'tsk tsk' sound.
"Sorry..." I manage, surprised because for a while I couldn't even speak.
Vickie takes the bra and the semi clean cup and, get this, wipes it INTO the cum on my abdomen. Then, she puts the bra up to her tits!
"Mmm, warm... good boy." She clasps the bra back together.
"Going to hang out tonight with the girls, maybe I'll give them a whiff of you."
I don't know what to fucking say. She's wearing a bra with my cum in it's cups. My cum is on her tits. I know, you already figured that out. I just like saying it. My cum on her tits...
"Mom will be home soon", says Vick. "Get out of here and don't bother me anymore, creep."
She tosses me the handcuff key and walks to the bathroom.
Stunned, I wipe up with Kleenex. I go back to my room and try to figure this out. Vickie gives me pleasure, but she also seems to want to humiliate me to some extent. I'm feeling a little un-manly, like I'm just her toy. But then, so-fucking-what. This is a great day!!
It's next Friday. Things are normal between Vickie and me (Vickie and I?). Normal in the sense that we don't talk about what happened last Friday. Not a hint. I whack off all the time, with Vickie's tits front and center in my imagination. She bangs on the wall sometimes at night when she hears me masturbating. That just makes me do it more.
At the college, she catches up with me and says she needs a ride home with me. Usually she goes with one of her friends, but that friend, Vanessa, isn't here today and Vickie has no choice but to miss class in order to have a ride home.
So, if I'm not mistaken, we'll be home alone again on a Friday afternoon.
The ride home is a little awkward. I'm wondering if we're going to do anything or what. Vickie is just reading her Econ book.
"What are you doing this afternoon?" she asks out of the blue.
"Uh... no plans... why?"
"Don't you have some friends to hang with or something?"
"No, my buds went to school in the city, you know..."
"Well, why don't you get a girlfriend or something?"
Where's Vickie going with this? Sounds like she wants me to move along or something.
"Well, those things take time. I don't have anyone right now, you know that..."
Getting out of the car at home, she stops for a few moments. Then she tells me to be in her room in 30 minutes, exactly. And to bring my new Def Leppard record. And to not wear any fucking clothes. I just nod.
A long thirty minutes goes by.
I knock and enter her room. Vickie isn't there. There's a note on the bed with the handcuffs, it reads:
"Play Pour some sugar on me.
Play it loud.
Cuff your left hand to the bed.
Don't fuck this up."
Pour Some Sugar on Me, an awesome tune from Def Leppard. I guess she wants it on! this might be fun...
I crank it up good and loud, then quickly jump on her bed and clamp my left hand in. The song starts with an intro, and then the drums kick in strong.
In time with the drums entrance, Vickie pops out of the bathroom door wearing this freaky black leather teddy kind of a thing, g-string, high heels, leather wrist cuffs with metal studs, and finally, a leather choker collar also with studs.
Her hair is done up in full 80's 'Big Hair' mode. And she's got some outrageous Rocker chick makeup on.
Anyways, she comes flying into the bedroom, dancing around in perfect time with the music. She reminds me of the movie 'Flashdance' with all her crazy and sexy moves. Very soon, she yanks open her teddy, letting her tits spill out. As she gyrates around the room, her tits bounce and sway and drive me fucking crazy.
Finally, we're getting to the chorus, the "Pour some sugar on me" part. She kicks off her shoes and gets on the bed, and stands right over me. Her feet are like at my sides. I take my hand off my cock and start to feel her left calf. She glares at me and shakes her head 'no'. I re-grab my cock and she continues to gyrate above me.
What an awesome sight, her tits swaying above me... she leans forward against the wall, like she's being arrested or something. Those beautiful tits are in full hang mode. I'm stroking and stroking. I think I may need a bl**d transfusion because there's none left in my main body, it's all in my cock.
She lowers herself down onto me, her tits just out of reach of my face. She pushes my forehead back down into the pillows and laughs. Now she's sitting on my chest, straddling me. Her pussy is hiding in the G-string, but it's literally inches from me. i can smell her.
I try to move my arm to grab her ass, but it's clamped down by her leg. I can only grab my dick. So I keep stroking, but this can't go on for very long.
The chorus comes around again. Vickie yells over the music, "Cum now. Do it"
Then, she sings aloud with the chorus, "Pour some sugar on me" as she cups her breasts for me. She pulls them to her face and frantically licks her nipples, back and forth to each one... She repeats the chorus with the band a few more times.
I arch my back as my orgasm hits me full f***e. Huge spurt after huge spurt hits Vickie's back and ass cheeks. I jerk again with cum spasms, Vickie almost falls tits first into my face, but catches herself, dammit.
"Stay..." she commands. She gets up and turns the music down, then comes back and straddles me like she was before. She grinds her ass and cunt into my stomach and chest, grinding into the huge amount of my cum.
"Vickie..." I start. "I want to touch..."
"No!" she cuts me off. "You can't touch me. That's wrong and perverted!"
I'm surprised by the vehement rejection. I mean, she's grinding her cunt into my cum and chest, but I can't touch her. Oh well... my whole arm is locked in by her leg so I can't move it anyway.
Vickie then slides a hand into her G-string.
"Women need to masturbate, too, ya know... But I can't let you touch me... God I'm so wet... you can't... touch... me... " Vickie's panting now as she works her fingers into her cunt. I'm still hard, and am stroking again.
"This is so Wrong... so... wrong... " she whispers. "It's all wrong... your cum is on my ass. It's even here... on my pussy..." She continues to frig herself. I'm stroking, too, goddammit.
"And your cum was on my tits last week... mmm... my tits..." she grabs her left tit and pulls it up to her face...
"Look... I can suck my own tit... see?... mmmm... mmm...." Vickie makes smacking noises as she sucks hard on her nipple. i can't stand it anymore.
"I'm cumming again," I announce.
"Oh let me see!" She rises up on her haunches, her left hand supporting her while her right hand keeps fingering her cunt. She looks back between her hanging breasts, between her sweating thighs at my cock as it shoots almost as much sperm as it did five minutes ago.
"Yes!" she cries. "Yes... cum for me again..."
Vickie's own orgasm wracks her body. She momentarily forgets her purpose (that of me not touching her) and sags somewhat, then collapses on top of me. Her tits MASH into my face! I was watching the one closest to me the whole time, so when it came closer I was ready. I tilt my head back somewhat and open my mouth as she crumbles from her cum.
Her nipple, her beautiful, erect, left nipple, landed right in my mouth. Followed momentarily, of course, by the rest of her tit squishing into my face.
I sucked as hard as I could on her fucking tit. Jesus, the softness, the firmness, i was in heaven. My right hand, no longer pinned by her legs, reaches up and I grab her sperm-covered ass cheek and squeeze hard. Unfortunately, it takes much longer to write about this than it actually happened. In truth, I sucked for maybe three seconds until she snapped back to her senses.
"NO!" she yelled and rolled off to my right. I reached out with my free hand to try and stop her, but the handcuffs limit my reach and she runs to the bathroom.
A full 15 minutes goes by. I've cum twice and my cock is kind of tired. It's just looking at me as if to say "no more!", but I'm still thinking about all what happened and it stays semi-hard.
Vickie comes out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around her. The shower is on, she's waiting for it to warm up. She's been crying, I think. She rummages through her underwear drawer and gets some bits out. Goes to her closet and picks out a blouse and tight skirt.
Just before she goes back to the bathroom for her shower, she tosses me the handcuff keys.
"David... this is it. No more. okay?" Without waiting for me to answer, she shuts the door firmly.
I let myself out of the cuffs and her room.
This is the most awesome experience of my life! And yet, Vickie seems sad, so I'm also confused... maybe she's right, we shouldn't do this anymore...
I'm having a lot of trouble clearing my head from what went down yesterday afternoon (Friday). As you may recall, my s****r, Vickie, handcuffed me to her brass rail bed (for the second time in two weeks) and danced topless for me. I jacked off, twice, and she came once while sitting on my chest.
Then, for reasons unknown, she got seemingly angry and told me this will never happen again. Yeah, I know, 'mixed signals from a woman, who would've thought that'. Right?
I got my mouth on her tit for a couple seconds. But those were glorious seconds indeed. Today, Vickie is gone off with her girlfriends somewhere. I've got my college studies to do but am having a HELL of a time concentrating. I've jacked off three times and it's not even noon yet. Still, I can't think about Accounting 101 for more than a few minutes before I drift away in my mind to yesterday. It's a struggle.
Vickie is distant to me all week. Not mean, just not very engaging. I guess it was too much to expect for this to continue. It ain't right, after all.
Fridays, as you may recall, used to be my only alone time in the house. Except for brief store runs,Mom's home all the time on weekends. But then for two Fridays in a row, Vickie and I had some wild jackoff sessions.
Now today, Friday, I drive home from school by myself. Not sure where Vickie is going to be this afternoon. She says we're all done. I'll just whack a few times in my room, I guess. Fuck, this is pissing me off. She got me all revved up and leaves me high and dry.
Slamming my books on the kitchen table, I stomp into my room. At least I've got one porno mag to help me out.
But wait... there's a note on my bed!
"The girls and I are swimming at Aunt Betty's.
You should take a look, like you used to
with your binoculars in the tree.
Like I used to? She knew about that? Aunt Betty lives next door, but she isn't our Aunt. She's the aunt of Michele, one of Vickie's best friends. Vanessa is her other best friend. When she says 'The girls' she means them. They've been a trio since forever.
My binoculars are there on my desk, I know I didn't leave them there! Hmmm, thanks s*s. I change into my gym shorts and a T-shirt. It's the end of September, but in our state it is still plenty hot.
I go out to the corner of our yard and try and climb the big oak there. It's not easy, I'm trying to be quiet and stealthy and not shake the tree so they'll notice. The girls have their radio playing, though, and they are about 30 yards away.
I find a spot in the tree where I can sit and, I hope, not be seen but still see them. I train my binoculars on my targets... bingo!
Vanessa. She's a little short, maybe 5-2 or so. Her f****y is from the Basque region of Spain. Those women tend to be stacked like brick shithouses, and passionate. Vanessa is no exception. She has humongous tits. H-cups. I didn't know this at the time, but I know this now. Anyway, H-cups. Go on the internet and look up some chick with H tits and you'll see what I'm talking about. She's the kind of girl that brings out the wolf in every man. Even gays. She's a bit thick of body, but man is she nice. Somewhat darker skin, black hair, nice teeth, pretty girl. Oh, and real big tits. Did I say that already?
Michele. To be honest, I've always had a crush on Michele. She's just so sweet, and kind, and her face is so beautiful... and her body fucking rocks, too. She's similar to my s****r except an inch or two taller. Brunette. The absolute best ass you've ever seen. Hardly anybody can not look at her as she goes by. And yet, she's always been so nice to me, but not in a patronizing way, she's genuinely sweet. Ahhh Michele...
The girls are splashing around in the pool, talking, laughing, etc. Finally, they get out. Ok man! They go to their lounge chairs and lay on their stomachs, all dripping wet. Please God...
And yes! After a couple moments, each girl reaches back and undoes her bikini top so they don't get a white line on their back. They are still on their stomachs, though. Sideage. It's like cleavage, only from the side. This is nice. This is what i used to see growing up.
They lay there for a few minutes, drying in the sun. Eventually, my s****r Vickie (remember, she has double-Ds) rises up off her lounge chair! Man, her tits look great in the binocs. She looks around for something... ah... the baby oil. Got to maximize the tan! The two girls laying down have their heads towards Aunt Betty's house. And I swear, Vickie looked over at my tree and gave a tiny wave. She knows I'm watching.
She undoes the top of the baby oil and goes to pour it on Vanessa's back. Instead of a tiny squirt of oil, it gushes out all over Vanessa! A couple screams and laughs, and Vickie is trying to clean it off of Vanessa. VAnessa has risen up on her elbows. Her tits are so fucking big, I'm not even close to seeing her nipple, though.
Vickie rubs the oil all over Vanessa's back, and even on her sides, and then EVEN on her side of her tits! Jesus christ! Vanessa doesn't even bat an eye. I can see Vanessa spread her legs a bit so Vickie can rub some oil into her legs. Vickie seems to spend a fair amount of time on Vanessa's inside thighs... That gets Vanessa to move! She extends her arms, rising up completely... Score one for me! I see nipple!! fucking huge areolas, too. Sweet! Vanessa settles back down on her chest on the lounge. Damn.
But Vickie seems to have a problem. There's still way too much oil on Vanessa's back. So she lays her body down right on top of Vanessa! She slips and slide in the oil, greasing up her entire front. My hard cock is now at the bursting point. It might just cum all by itself and never stop...
Vickie returns to her own chair and sits normally in it, facing the sun. She finishes the oiling job, making extra sure her tits are covered. She looks at my tree and smiles as she smashes her oiled-up tits together. She tweaks her nipples, getting them hard.
The music stops, the casette tape needs to be turned over but none of them want to do it. Michele wants someone to oil her back, but Vickie explains that all the oil is still spilled on Vanessa's back. Michele gives Vickie a fake mean look, then gets up off her lounge chair.
I'm dying in my tree. Here's Michele, completely topless, walking around like nothing! Her tits are just fantastic. The best ones I've ever seen! Well, not just at this point, but In my entire life. Instead of grinding onto Vanessa's back to get some baby oil, she's a bit more dainty about it. She kneels beside Vanessa and just leans her tits onto Vanessa's back. Yes, she's dipping her hot tits into steamy hot baby oil from a smoking girls naked back. Vanessa, I never knew you could be like this! She rubs the oil all over her front. She spends some time on her tits, but nothing like my slutty s****r did.
About ten minutes goes by. I'm just scoping out Michele's tits, which are true beauties. I go back and forth to Vickie's tits, and watch Vanessa's enormous side tits, also. I can't quite hear the conversations, but the two friends are looking at Vickie as she's telling some story. Once, she made the jack-off gesture. No, she wouldn't be telling them... would she? No... She dates lots of guys, she's certainly telling some story about some guy.
Then Vickie stands up and stretches her golden body. She's glistening in the sun. My erection is trying to climb over the fence, I tell it to sit tight, I'll jack you off in a few minutes. Vickie goes in the house. A couple minutes later I can hear her holler out "Hey, help me with the sandwiches." Reluctantly, Vanessa and Michele rise from their lounges. Now I get to see Vanessa's huge tits completely as she stands up and tries to get her bikini top on. She has some trouble getting it on over her big tits. Christ, they are monsters! They go inside to make the sandwiches.
Now I'm in a quandary. Are they done? Are they going to come back out? Should I just rub one out now and shoot cum all over the grass and the rose bushes? Why don't I have a camera with a zoom lens? I should really take up photography as a hobby...
"Whatcha doing up there, pervert?" asks Vickie. My darling s****r has done it again. They ran around the front and came in through the side gate without me hearing them. Caught me in the act. Only this time, she's not alone. Vanessa and Michele are with her.
They are all standing there with their hands on their hips, like they want an explanation. I'm completely red-faced, totally ashamed of my cock which I didn't realize was out of my shorts.
"Get down here, now!" Vickie commands. God she is such a bitch sometimes.
I mumble something about a biology project for school, afraid to look at Vanessa or Michele. Especially not Michele. She will think I'm some kind of low-life retard now.
"Come inside, buster!" Vickie grabs my arm and hauls me inside the house. I don't know what else to do.
"Ok," she whispers to me. "Just go with me on this. Trust me like you have before, you'll like this."
Ok, good. so there's a plan. I'm sure it involves embarrassing me somehow, though.
We go in her room. "Undress and lay on the bed. Both hands over your head this time." And she cuffs both my wrists through the brass rail. I can't get out at all. I'm very nervous, but also excited... my cock is hard...
Vickie calls out, "Ok girls! Come on in!"
And in walks Vanessa and Michele. They both gasp and utter some 'holy shits' and 'oh my gods' as they see me naked and handcuffed to the bed.
"I told you he was a pervert! I think it's only fair that you get a good look at him, since he got such a good look at you."
Vanessa is completely intrigued. She comes right over to the bed. "So uh... can I touch him?"
"Of course!" exclaims Vickie. "Although... he is naked. It's only fair that you show something if you're going to touch him. In fact, we should all at least take our tops off." Vickie yanks her top off, exposing her shiny tits.
Michele started to protest, saying that it's humiliating to me. Thank you, Michele. However she was quickly cut off by Vickie.
Vanessa lifted her bikini top up, exposing her huge-ass knockers. She grabbed my cock. Pre-cum came out of the tip instantly, dribbling on her fingers.
Vanessa took her sticky fingers and rubbed it into her right nipple.
"You want a taste?" she asked.
"Stop it, you're embarrassing him!" cried Michele. Damn right I'm embarrassed. But, at the same time, I almost got to suck on a huge tit...
"Maybe some other time, then" says Vanessa as she coerces her gigantic floppers back into her suit.
Vickie, having taken her top off a minute ago, looked at Michele and said, "Well, we're waiting!"
"Sorry sweetie, I'm not having any more part of this. You should let him go" And Michele left the room. My hero. My honey.
"Alright alright", says Vickie. "You girls go back to the pool and I'll catch up with you in a minute."
After they leave, my s****r turns to me and says, "Are you alright? I just wanted you to see the girls a little bit. Please don't be mad."
"I'm not mad. A little embarrassed. Plus I'm fucking dying to cum and I can't even jerk off!" I'm truly dying of blue balls.
Smirking, Vickie says "Spread your legs, Davey boy." She crawls onto the bed, comes up between my legs.
She then drags her fucking hanging tits onto my cock. Her rigid nipples sc**** my fucking dick and the main vein. Vickie sets her nipple right on the sweet spot of my cock.
Vickie looks me in the eye, and lowers her tits onto my thighs. She props herself up on her elbows. She works her tits around my cock. Her still oily tits. god they are so hot.
"My tits are going to jack you off... is that ok sweetie? Mmmm... such a good boy today... getting naked for my friends... seeing their tits... now you've got my tits wrapped around your cock... look at my nipples... I'm squeezing them for you... feel that titflesh on your cock.... yesssss... up and down... "
Do I have to say that I'm completely losing my mind right now? A glorious titfuck from my s****r...
"You sucked them the other day... just for a moment... after you did that I sucked them later... almost all night... sucking my own tits... Maybe you can suck them again..."
I lost it. Convulsions took me, I came and came and came, and came some more. Vickie took most of it on the underside of her chin, the cum splashing back onto her gorgeous fucking big tits. She giggled and laughed as I roared with pleasure.
She rises up off me, and proceeds to lick my cum off her tits. Sweet Jesus and Mary and everybody else...
She crawls up on me and puts her tits in my face.
"Suck Them", she says. "And rise your right leg up some. yeah, right there..."
I draw her nipple into my mouth. My s****rs nipple. I suck as much as I can, trying to get her whole tit in my mouth, which is impossible, of course. I can taste remnants of my cum, baby oil, her body sweat... ambrosia, baby. I m***** her hard nipple. Sucking for all I'm worth.
As I suck on her tit, she alternates them back and forth, motorboating me, and she humps my leg. I can feel her hot wetness on my right thigh as she violently humps my leg.
In 30 seconds, she cums. I can feel her body tremble as the spasms wrack her. Hot pussy juices coat my leg as she continues to slide up and down my thigh... Unfortunately she gets off me. I'm still handcuffed, of course, and can't stop her. She goes down and licks my thigh, the one with her cunt juices on it.
"Mmmm... you should taste this..."
"I would", I protest. "If you'd let me out!"
She dips a hand into her pussy for a moment. She withdraws it, her fingers coated with sticky stuff. She eyeballs me, and puts her sticky fingers to my lips, running them all around my mouth. I'm trying to suck on them, but she avoids that. Vickie gives me a gentle slap on my face.
"Naughty boy! You shouldn't be thinking of your s****r this way..."
Laughing, she dips her hand into her pussy again. Then she smears it all over my face.
"Say goodbye to the girls", she says, indicating her tits.
"Bye girls", I say. "I'll miss you both, deeply!"
Vickie puts her bikini back on, and covers up with a bathrobe, too. Carefully, she comes to unlock my cuffs. She knows she's on a bit of thin ice here. My cock is still rock hard, if she unlocks me I might just grab her...
She reaches across, and manages to unlock one of my bracelets. With lightning speed, she jumps away and jets out of the room.
I pick up the key and unlock the other bracelet. With nothing better to do, I wipe my face with my hand, scooping up some of her pussy juices that she laid on me. I firmly grip my cock, now sticky with her cunt juice. I furiously jack off, right in her bed. My mind is so full of sexual thoughts I can't think straight. Part of me wants revenge for the teasing, the not letting me touch. Part of me is exhilarated by what what has happened, too. Seeing Vanessa's humongous tits. Sucking Vickie's tits. Seeing Michele topless... Michele...
I had planned on opening Vickie's underwear drawer and cumming on all of her bras. Instead, I roll on my stomach and hump her satiny bedspread until I cum freestyle all over her bed. Passive/Aggressive behavior. I know that now, didn't know it then. I knew it was a pussy move though. Not something a man would do. I still had some growing up to do.
Mid-terms this week. Oddball schedules. Cramming sessions. But no sexual cramming, just book cramming. I'm trying to get my shit together. Even with all of this going on, I'm curious what's going to happen on Friday. The last few Fridays have been very interesting, to say the least. I still jack off 3-4 times a day. Do I even have to say that? You can just assume that unless stated otherwise.
Vickie and I are getting along famously. She's helping me with my finance course-work. Thankfully, she wears sweatshirts and no makeup. We don't talk about things like me tittyfucking her, or handcuffs, or anything. I slap her ass once in a while, she doesn't mind.
But something tells me not to push it. Is it her, or is it just me being a wimp?
Thursday night, Mom informs us that she's taking Friday off! Time for her annual Spring Cleaning! Never mind that it's fall and the leaves are changing.
Friday I have no classes because of mid-terms, but have to be up early to help mom in the garage. That goes til lunchtime. Vickie has been on the phone with one of her friends for the past hour. I'm pissed off because she's getting out of the nasty work and goofing off on the phone. Meanwhile I'm stuck with Mom and get to hear about the stupid nurses at her stupid office.
"Davey!" I hate it when Vickie calls me that. Sounds diminutive. "Want to make some money today?"
"Yeah sure", I reply. "Doing what?"
"Some yard work, over at the Aramendia's. If that's okay with you, Mom. They want to pay him $20 for the afternoon. I'll help you with the hall closet, Mom."
The Aramendia's. As in, Vanessa Aramendia. Vanessa of the H-cup.
Mom says it's fine, just be home for dinner.
I get our lawnmower and stuff it in the trunk of the Buick and drive the 4 blocks over to Vanessa's house.
Mrs. Aramendia meets me at the door. Now, we didn't have the term MILF in those days. But we should've. Mrs. A had even bigger tits than her daughter. And such pretty skin. Anyway, she proceeds to give me the instructions; mow the lawn, trim this hedge, leave those flowers alone etc. etc. Their boy, Danny, was weekending with their divorced Dad on a camping trip. I say hello to Vanessa, who's inside doing some chores.
Mowing the lawn. I actually like doing this. It's the****utic. The loud noise drowns out everything, you try and make the cuts straight, repetitive motions... it's soothing. After almost an hour, Im nearly finished with the lawn. Mrs. A flags me down.
"David, I have to run into town and cover the real estate office this afternoon. Now, do me a favor? Vanessa is on restriction. She's mouthed off to me just too many times. See that she doesn't leave the house?"
Yeah, no problem, I'll keep an eye on her.
Starting to trim the hedge now. I take off my shirt. I check myself out a little. I can actually see some improvement in my arms, some definition. That weight bench and bar is working! I do smell pretty fierce, though.
I head to the backyard to finish the job back there. Still haven't seen Vanessa since I said hi earlier. I have this fantasy about her waiting for me in the backyard. But, nothing.
Finally, I'm raking up the last of the leaves and putting them in the bin. Vanessa comes out the back door with a tray of something, i can't quite see. She waves me over. The sun is still out and it's quite warm. She's wearing a tube top and short-shorts. Jesus fucking hell.
She's brought out two cold bottles of Sam Adams and some potato chips and ranch dip. Still sweating, I drain half the beer in one series of gulps.
I burp an enormous belch, we both laugh. "Sorry! But thanks, that beer is so good right now."
We sit and chat about nothing for a few minutes, munching on the chips. Then she gets all semi-serious.
"David, we have some unfinished business."
I give her the 'whatchoo talking bout willis' look.
"Last week, after the pool. I wanted you to suck my tits. But Michele and then your s****r kicked me out of the room. I don't know what you and Vickie did after that, but I know it was something. That's not right. It was my time."
"Well..." I stammer. I'm so eloquent sometimes. "We uh... I mean Vickie and I didn't do any..."
"Bullshit!" responds Vanessa, cutting me off. "I smelled cum on her when she came back out. Now I want some of that." And she stood up, her tits towering over me.
I stood up too. With only a moment's hesitation, I grabbed her tube top and yanked it down. Her bountiful breasts sprang out. I stared for a few moments... transfixed...
"Uh... um... may I... touch..." Stammering again... Jesus Christ I have no balls whatsoever...
"Oh for heaven's sake" cried Vanessa. She grabbed my head and pulled my face right into her tits. Unlike with my s****r, though, my hands were free this time!
I turned into an octopus. Hands everywhere, all over her tits. Squeezing, kneading, testing, hefting. And i kissed and sucked and licked as much as I possibly could.
"Okay okay!" laughed Vanessa. "You can't do it all at once, let's go inside."
Hand in hand, we walked into her house and back to her bedroom.
"You gonna keep your jeans on, Tiger?" she asked. She wriggled out of her shorts. No underwear, of course. She has a rather abundant forest between her legs. Basque chicks.
"One rule. You can't fuck me. We... can't fuck."
I looked at her. "Well, we could actually, I mean I could..."
"I will kick you in the balls if you try it. I promise you that. Don't fuck me."
"Umm... ok... but why not?"
"Because I will kick you in the balls, that's why not." She reached between my legs and grabbed my ball sac. She squeezed ever so slightly. "You understand me, David?"
"Yeah yeah, I won't fuck you. Jeez..."
"Okay then." Vanessa laid down on her bed. Her tits splayed out to her sides. "Go get 'em, Tiger."
I pounced on the bed. A hand on each enormous tit, I played with them, pushed them around, squeezed them, tested their flexibility, pulled on her nipples. The whole time Vanessa is just going "yes, yes" or "more more". I pushed them up to her face. Her enormous jugs actually surround her face, framing it.
"Can you suck your own nipples?"
"Of course, love to! Help me do it, though." I grab a tit and position it to her mouth. Her soft lips envelop her hard nipple.
Now might be a good time to discuss her nipples. These motherfuckers rise almost an inch off the tit surface. They were surrounded by nearly saucer size aereolas. These had lots of micro-bumps on them. I spent a LOT of time with these tits that day.
"Switch", she called out. I moved the other one up to her and she gulped it down for me. By the way, this became my favorite turn-on of all time; a woman sucking her own breasts. Don't get me wrong, smaller breasts are fine. I've had many of them throughout my life and they're all wonderful. Some things are just... well different strokes and all that.
Vanessa released the slobbery nipple, then raised her eyebrows and said, "Want some?"
I bent down and slowly circled her nipple with my tongue, swirling around in Vanessa's saliva. She stuck her tongue out and when our tongues met, sparks flew. Giggling, we had a tongue fight over her nipple, kind of a 'king of the hill' thing.
I won the Battle of the Right Nipple, as it came to be called by historians. But I cheated. I clamped down with my teeth (she squeals loudly when I do that) and manhandled it away from Vanessa's hungry mouth and pulls it down her chest. Ah, I love the smell of sweaty tits in the afternoon. Smells like... victory.
Taking a slight break to relax my jaw, I ask Vanessa, "Why does your mother have you on restriction? Have you been bad?"
"What did you and Vickie do after we left your room, huh?"
"Oh ho! Not fair! I asked you first" And I pinch her nipple. I think I'm squeezing fairly hard.
"Is that all you've got?" ,she taunts.
I squeeze harder.
I squeeze as hard as I can. I'm squeezing her nipple like a motherfucker.
"Yawn." she says.
Pissed now, I bite her tit. I just dive in and bite the fucker.
"Yow!!" She cries. "Okay okay!" and she rubs her nipple, trying to soothe it.
"Well?" I ask. And I grab her other monster tit and threaten to bite it also.
"Ok! I went into Mom's room this morning to ask her about today, what we're gonna do and stuff. Well, she was on her bed, masturbating with a dildo."
Holy shit, Mrs A likes the dildos! I start sucking on Vanessa's previously unbitten nipple. I put a little teeth on it, threatening her.
"I didn't say anything", Vanessa continues. "I just stood there quietly and watched her."
I have to ask. "Was she naked?"
"Yes, of course. She um... she likes to suck on her own tits like I do."
Christ I am really liking this story. The hot mom goes wild and gets caught.
I bite down on her nipple slightly, giving her more encouragement.
"So she cums. She's being real quiet, ya know. But she shakes and quivers a lot, arches her back and stuff. It's a good hard orgasm. Then she pulls out the dildo and shoves it into her mouth."
As I'm sucking her tit, my right hand moves down through the Black Forest. I find it very damp and moist in there. My fingers sink into her velvet folds of skin...
"Ooh... nice... thank you... So right when she's licking her cum off the top part of the dildo, I say something like 'Wow mom, I thought I was a total slut!' I was just k**ding, but she didn't take it very well and yelled and screamed and sent me to my room. I was there until you came today after lunch."
"You're such a pervert!" I tell her, jamming two fingers up her cunt. Why won't she let me fuck this cunt?
"Ok, your turn. What did you and vickie do after we left the room?"
"Well... I don't respond to pain like you do. Pleasure works better on me..."
Vanessa jumps up and pushes me back on the bed. she lays across my legs, her tits pressed into my thighs. She grabs my cock in her hand. Pre-cum is flowing out of the tip of my granite cock. She strokes a couple times. "Start talking."
"Well, I was very aroused by watching you girls at the pool. And then having your tits in my face..."
I stop talking. She strokes me some more and says "Go on."
Vanessa looks at me, then looks down at my cock. She tongues the main vein, starting from the base and works her way up to the tip. She's pushing a bow-wave of pre-cum. It pours onto my stomach. She slurps it up and swallows it. Grabbing my cock and raising it up a bit she licks the tip of my cock before engulfing it in her wet mouth.
She looks me in the eye. Releases my cock from her mouth. "Continue."
I can't fucking think for a moment. This is my first blow job, with my s****r's best friend with enormous tits, and I have to talk about a weird encounter with my own big-titted s****r?
Vanessa stops blowing me and looks at me.
"Well... we uh... Vickie came back in the room and jumped on top of me."
Vanessa starts going down on my cock, further this time.
"Her tits were all oily, you know. From when she rubbed them on your body." God that was a sight to see! I loved that part...
Vanessa is rhythmically going up and down my entire shaft of cock...
"She wrapped her tits around my cock. And she titfucked me until I came."
Vanessa released my cock again.
"Tell me, tell me about the cum."
"I shot so many loads of cum. Most went on her chin and dripped back down onto her tits and my cock. Vickie rubbed the cum on her tits, and sucked some of it in her mouth. Then she put her tits in my face."
Vanessa has me very close now. Recounting the story to her has got me hot, and her fucking mouth and tongue are killing me with pleasure.
"I loved it," I continue. "But I was a little disappointed. I wanted to cum in her mouth..."
Vanessa raised off my cock for a quick second.
"Cum in mine."
She clamped back down on my cock, more voracious than ever. Her mouth felt like a hot steam pressure cooker on my aching cock. She pressed her lips tighter around my shaft, I could fell her press her tongue more against me...
I exploded in her mouth. Great fucking gushes of cum charged through my penis and emptied into her mouth. Again, Again, and some more... again...
Vanessa never once opened her mouth, or allowed any to seep out. She swallowed it all down. She licks my cock up, cleaning it of all cum.
I am lost in never-never land. I'm emotionally and physically drained. And my cum reservoir is drained, also. I'm just muttering "oh my god" and am not sure where I even am. Panting and sweating, I just lay there like a rag doll.
Vanessa snuggles up and kisses me on the lips. Gently, tenderly, warmly. I can taste a little cum in there but so fucking what.
"Did you like that?" Vanessa whispers.
I nod my head and whisper "yes... yes... yes..."
"Just rest a little."
I actually fall asl**p for about 20 minutes. The yardwork, the beer, the awesome blowjob just knocked me out.
Unfortunately, the phone rings. It's Vickie, my s****r, wondering when I'm coming home.
"He's resting right now," I hear Vanessa respond. "Yep... very tired... Yes he did a lot of work... no he's not quite finished... I need another chore done... yeah that one... Yeah within an hour." she hangs up the phone.
"Hey big boy, they want you back at the ranch soon, wake up."
I'm somewhat rested, feeling a little perky, even.
"What else do you want to do before you go home?"
"Um... no fucking, right?"
"Can I... should I lick your pussy?"
"Nope, can't do that either. Ball kick."
Well fuck me! I've got a fucking playground here but half of it's closed!
"Damn you're pissing me off, woman!" And I lightly slap her tit closest to me.
I'm amazed at the response to that little tit slap.
"Ooooo..." moans Vanessa, sharply intaking a breath and arching her back.
What the fuck? She liked that little slap. And the fake anger. Maybe let's do that again.
"Yeah" ... little tit slap... "I'm kinda pissed at you" ... little slap on the other tit...
"Won't let me fuck you" slightly harder slap "Won't let me lick you" ... even firmer slap... these are making a nice little noise, too. Her fucking tits jiggle like crazy with each slap. She likes it rough, the little minx. I totally wing it, trying to be a tough guy.
"Stand up," I command. I grab her by the hair and roughly push her back against the wall. I squeeze her mouth in my hands.
"Yeah you swallowed my cum down. But you won't fuck me, will you."
"No fucking," but her eyes are glistening with passion, and fear. She's loving this.
I step it up a notch. As she's standing up, I slap her tits so that I hit both tits in one slap.
She whimpers a bit.
Slap.... whimper... Slap... whimper... Slap... she's almost crying now, head down, looking at the floor, sniffling a little.
I lift her head up, I tilt my head towards her, a questioning look on my face.
"Don't... don't stop... " SLAP on her tits "don't stop... I've been bad today..."
Tears leak out of her eyes. She stares at me. Defiant.
"And you still can't fuck me."
"You BITCH!" I holler and throw her back down on the bed, face down. I haul off and spank her ass so fucking hard. Red marks immediately appear on her ass cheeks as they suffer under my un-ending attack. I'm not mad at her, but some of my anger at Vickie is apparently rising to the surface.
I slow down the spanking. She doesn't know when the next one is coming. Each spank produces more crying. I lift her up by her stomach, so she's on her knees sticking her ass up in the air. Her cunt glistens in the light. I spank her cunt.
SLAP! ... she screams...
SLAP! ... she screams again...
SLAP! ... she moans...
I grab her pussy... sinking three fingers deep into her cunt... she moans as I multi-finger fuck her vagina.
I push her so that she rolls onto her back. Her cheeks streaked with tears. I roughly spread her legs and return my hand to her wet and sloppy fucking pussy. The webbing of my hand and my thumb happen to be massaging her clit. (I didn't know this was important at the time, just got lucky.)
I lean down and kiss Vanessa gently. She passionately responds, gripping my hand with her thighs, humping my poor defenseless hand. Her tongue flies into my mouth and we frantically french kiss.
"David" she whispers. "David... thank you... i needed this... make me cum... don't stop..."
I rise off her and with my right hand still fucking her, I slap her tits some more. She crosses her arms under her tits, framing them, cradling them for me.
SLAP! on her fucking tits
"You watched your Mom!"
"You want to suck her tits!"
"You want to eat your mom's cunt!"
"Yes you do! Say it!"
"FUCK! YES! I WANT TO LICK HER PUSSY!!!"
Vanessa just about breaks my wrist as she jerks with her orgasm. She screams "FUCK FUCK" over and over as she trembles and shakes with the cumming waves. My hand feels like it's in a boiling vat of lava. I slap her tits a little more, which seems to send her over the edge again.
Finally, I pull my hand out of her cunt. It's so fucking wet and juicy... I climb on top of Vanessa's tits and jerk off quickly, it only takes a few strokes.
Vanessa gratefully opens her mouth and takes all my cum in her mouth. She swallows hungrily, then sucks my cock some more to get all of it out. She still has tears in her eyes. Maybe I went to far.
"uh..." I begin. "Sorry about the spanking... you alright?"
"Fine fine! I'm crying because this was the most amazing experience i've ever had! And we didn't even fuck!"
"We still could" I say as I start spreading her legs.
"No no! Vickie told..." she stops talking.
"Vickie told you what?"
"She just said i couldn't, that's all. My mom's going to be home any minute, you've gotta go."
Vickie told her she couldn't fuck me. So Vickie decides who I can fuck and who I can't? What kind of game is this? I'm just a pawn in some kind of shit...
"Yeah, well..." I rub my pussy-juice coated hand in her face. And I slap her pretty hard. "Thanks for everything."
I get up to leave and start dressing.
"Wait, don't go away mad! This was fantastic! You are fantastic! You are so much more than you even know! Dear God you're a better lover than the 112 guys I've had so far!!"
Well, she got me with that one.
"Ok Nessa," I say. "I'm sorry to take it out on you. Your cock-sucking is fabulous, and I really enjoyed you. I'm just mad at Vickie, i guess."
She kisses me, gently, lovingly, and presses her body against in a wonder-hug.
"Don't be so hard on her. She wants what's best for you. Without her... um... 'help'... do you think you'd have gotten two blowjobs today? Spanked a pretty girls tits? Think about it..."
I kiss her with all the passion I've got. Gently caressing her face... gently slipping my tongue between her lips...
"I'm sorry, Nessie."
We break off.
"See you soon, I hope."
"Oh, you will sweetie," she replies. "You will."
As I'm getting my implements of yard destruction into my car, Vanessa's Mom drives in the driveway. Shoot man, we had 7 minutes to spare. Not even close.
"Hey Mrs. 'A'!"
"I'm so glad I caught you," she exclaims as she gets out of her car. "I wanted to pay you your $20. And I see you did a great job... did Vanessa go anywhere?"
"No ma'am. She's right here. Say... is that a new dress? You look fabulous!"
"Oh!" she cries. She's flustered. I've flustered a 40 year old woman... "Matter of fact, it is new! It's not too flashy is it?" She poses slightly.
Her dress looks fantastic, it accentuates her massive tits even more than before!
"Mrs. A," I start. "You look great in that. It really shows off your... figure... very nicely"
Mrs. A actually blushes as I continue to stare at her. I don't know what's come over me, I usually can't muster up the courage to even look adults in the eye, let alone openly leer at hot adult ladies.
"Well... yes... I agree!" she laughs. She fumbles in her purse.
"Ok... um... Davey... here's your twenty, but wait... here's another twenty for doing such fine work!"
I bypass the twenties and go straight in for the hug.
"Mrs. A! You didn't have to do that!"
I give her a bear hug, and pick her up off her feet. Despite her H+ tits, she only weighs about 110 or so. I spin her around quickly and set her back down.
"Oh!" she exclaims, trying to fix her hair and such. "Well... yes... thank you, I mean... well I'm going inside now..."
I stuff the twenties in my pocket. I see Nessa in the window, she's seen and heard all this. She gives me the big thumbs up and ducks back behind the curtains.
I drive home. It's been a good day. A very good day. i don't even hate Vickie right now. Whatever she's doing, it's working.
---Friday, after the titslapping and cocksucking adventures at Vanessa's house.
I guess I drove home from Vanessa's house. I might've floated. The afternoon seems like a dream... I m*****ed Vanessa's gigantic tits, came in her mouth... twice! And spanked her pretty fucking good. And not just a regular ass spanking, I spanked and slapped her tits, and she loved it!
She wouldn't let me fuck her, or lick her pussy, either. I could have f***ed the issue, but she did threaten to kick my balls. These instructions not to fuck me came from Vickie, my s****r.
I don't know what to think about her right now. I mean, yeah, she's apparently trying to make a man out of me, which I appreciate, but she's also doing this dominant thing on me and I'm not liking it so much.
When I got home, Mom made me dinner, I showered and went back up to the college to hang with a couple guys from my accounting class in their dorm room . We're just barely friends, but it's better than hanging with Mom. Vickie was out on a date.
The dorm was pretty cool, wish I was setup like that. Well, maybe. I mean you have a lot of freedom, but you also have a roommate who may or may not be a douchebag. Anyway, we hung with a few gals, too. One gal, Cheryl, was showing a bit of interest in me, but Chad (my new buddy) was interested in her so I distanced myself from her. b*o's before ho's and all that. Only, we didn't say this back then. Plus, she seemed really excited about accounting. I fucking hate accounting but I have to take it. Who gets excited about accounting?
I got home pretty late. Vickie was home but her door was locked. Yes, I checked. But she forgot to lock the door from our adjoining bathroom. I tiptoed in... I could hear her lightly snoring and could smell the booze and cigarettes on her. Form the glow of her clock radio, I could see about half a boob peeking from her flannel pajamas. She was sl**ping hard on her back.
You've all seen 'a****l House', right? Pinto is looking at the passed out chick, and an angel and devil appear on each shoulder, each with conflicting advice as to his next course of action. I had a similar experience for a few moments, but then a third guy showed up; we'll call him the Flim-Flam man. Flim was like, yeah, you could jump her bones and get it over with. But wouldn't it be much better to do something to pay her back for all the humiliation she's caused me? Do something with some style? Do it when she's sober so she'll remember it forever? I asked Flim what the plan he was, he said he was working on it. Alright, no Grand Scheme tonight then.
But, I couldn't just walk away. I had a semi going and it seemed like a good time to at least leave her a message of 'hey, you don't know what's coming next'.
I reached over and carefully unbuttoned another button, then another. Her breathing didn't change. I unbuttoned the last one, and gently opened her flannel top, exposing her breasts. God damn they were nice. And I sucked them last week. Yes I did, sucked them good. And she jacked my cock off with them, with her beautiful tits... and she likes to suck them, too... and so does Vanessa... Nessa and I had a tongue fight on her big fucking nipples... the nipples that I slapped and spanked and squeezed and bit and sucked hard and kissed gently... and I saw Michele's gorgeous tits, too... and Nessa's hairy cunt...and I made Nessa cum so hard she cried some tears of joy... what a freaky bitch, that Vanessa... and she watches her mom suck dildos with her mom's cunt juices on it... and I f***ed her to say she wanted to eat out her mom...
Jesus fucking Christ... I leaned on the bed and shot load after load of hot cum on my s****r's tits... three shots... four shots... stroke stroke fucking faster... five shots... any more? Nah, just drips on her sheets...
That will be something nice for her to wake up to!
I woke up Saturday around 11:00. Didn't hear anything in the house. Rolled on my stomach and humped the sheets for a few moments, thinking of Vanessa watching her naked mom masturbate... rolled on my back and came all on my chest and stomach. Ahhh...
Vickie was still asl**p... too bad! I wanted to catch her reaction to the dried cum on her tits and jammies.
Even though we just had mid-terms, the year ain't over and we have this big, stupid biology project due at the end of the year. I gotta go to the campus library and use some of the reference books, no Interwebz back in '87!
I go to the second floor of the library where all the reference books are. There's almost nobody in the library. Most people are taking the weekend off after the Mid-terms, it seems. Coming up the stairs, I see a gal wave to me.
She's got dark, shoulder length hair tied in a pony tail... but a few of the front strands are hanging down, framing her luscious face. The face of an Angel. The face of one of my s****r's best friends, Michele.
In my s****r's latest little torment/game, she had me handcuffed to the bed, naked with an erection, and brought in Vanessa and Michele to tease me. My embarrassment was supreme. However, Michele could see this and pretty much put an end to it and got everyone out. The fact that Vickie came back and titfucked my cock was nice (ok, it was fucking awesome!), but still, embarrassment stings.
I muster up some courage and saunter over.
"David!" she whispers. "What are you doing here? Trying to graduate early?"
"Ha, yeah definitely," I whisper back. "Got that freshman bio project, ya know? Need to tun in the next progress item..."
"Ah yes, Professor Digby's famous project. How long will you be here?"
"I dunno... couple hours at least, I guess..."
"Good, me too. Um..." She was thinking hard about something. "I need to concentrate and so do you, but come talk to me when you're done, okay? It's uh... it's important... to me..."
"Yeah, sure. I'm gonna go spread my shit, uh, stuff over in the science section. See ya..."
Now what was that all about? What important stuff does she have to talk to me about?
I struggle to concentrate and study my shit. I'm supposed to be making notecards in order to write my big paper. I thought I would get 30-40 done today. After 2 hours, I've got 5. I cannot fucking concentrate.
I gather up my books and papers and shuffle over to Michele to see what's so important. It's quiet in the library, of course, but the nearest person is about 100 feet away. She invites me to sit down; she's on the end of the table so I sit 90 degrees to her on the side.
"David," she begins, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to make sure you're doing okay, and to tell you that I am really, Really sorry about the other day in Vickie's room."
I blush. God I hate it when that happens but I can't help it.
"Apology accepted. Thanks." And I start to get back up.
"No, wait!" she whispers.
"Look," I say, raising my voice. "I know she's got you all in on some grand plan..."
"Shhhhhhhh!!!" The obnoxious mouse girl 100 feet away is pissed.
"I know", I begin again, whispering. "Vickie's got you guys all teasing me..."
"No," protests Michele. "It's not like that. Vickie does want you to... grow up to be a man... we all want to help you, David... Vanessa and I love Vickie like a s****r and she, Vick, adores you..."
"She adores me so much she has to tease and embarrass me, and set me up with Vanessa but puts out strict rules on what I can and can't do. That's bullshit. That's not love, or kindness, it's just her being a bitch and I'm not taking it anymore."
Michele bows her head. "I don't agree with her methods. I thought we could just talk with you, tell you some stuff, give you help with girls and how to talk with them. You're such a great guy but you are so painfully shy... correction... you WERE so shy... you don't seem so shy any more."
"Yeah, well that's because I'm pissed. I'm not some plaything..."
"No of course you aren't. The issue is... Vickie is the most sexual person I've ever met, or heard about, or read about. So she has great intentions, but the she struggles with this... this sex-devil inside her. She has taught Vanessa and I so much about sex... but she doesn't know that much about life. That's kind of my area, so I'm trying to help her come to terms with this."
"Sex-Devil?" I ask. What the fuck?
"Well that's what we call it. She just gets overwhelmed with sex thoughts and, well sometimes there's no stopping her. The thing is, you seem to have a similar sex drive, but you've been repressed so long you don't know how to let it out. It's mostly your mom's fault, and Vickie's too. Since you were young, you grew up with kind of bitchy chicks. You learned to only respect women, you never learned that your own wants and needs are important. You don't have to subordinate your feelings for a woman's sake. Or for society's sake. But you're making great strides... I talked to Vanessa last night..."
I couldn't help but grin at that. Vanessa. Mmmmmm. Vanessa... "She told you... everything?"
Michele looked around the room, nobody was paying attention to us. She lightly slapped her own tits a couple times and whispered "more... more..." She grinned.
"So, basically, David, I mean... holy shit!"
"Shhhhhh!" hushed the brainiac.
"Shhh yourself!!" I replied.
"So... you're not, like, disgusted or anything about me?"
"Gosh no," replied Michele. "I'm impressed as hell!"
"I haven't spoken to Vickie about that yet, she was passed out when I got home."
"I don't think she knows. Vanessa went with her mom to visit their Gran."
"Wonder what she'll say. You know, Vickie wouldn't let Vanessa fuck me. Oh shit, I mean, um, make love..."
"You can say anything you want David, I'm very far from being a prude! But... Vickie wants to be your first...
"But she keeps telling me it's wrong, then she handcuffs me... jacks me off... and calls me pervert..."
"Yeah, I know... like I said, I don't really agree with her methods. But look at the results. You're walking tall, you've got confidence in your step, you're talking to me for, like, the first time ever and you are looking me in the eye. You never, ever did that before."
"I know. I feel really good about myself. But I want this humiliation shit to stop. I've been afraid to stop it, though, because... because...well..."
"Go ahead, say what you need to say, David."
"Alright fine. Because I feel like a fucking sex monster and I need to... I need to get fucked. And I've watched... I've watched Vickie for so long and I... I really want to fuck her and make her cum a million times... and she's jacking me off now and that's fantastic and I don't want it to end..."
Michele put her hand on mine.
"David, she loves you. I don't mean romantically. I mean she has deep love for you that will never go away. There's almost nothing you could do to make her stop loving you. She's your s****r. You feel the same way about her. That's fine!"
"Thank you, Michele. I've needed to talk about this. But there's nobody who could even begin to understand..."
"I know, David. I know."
"In spite of all her good intentions, I still want to get back at her. Some way good. I uh... I jacked off on her in her sl**p last night. But that's not exactly revenge."
Michele giggled. "No, not exactly! I'll tell you a secret, though. My dad's a cop, you know. He's got handcuffs in the house. Vickie didn't want to use those cuffs. She and I went to the magician's shop downtown to buy those handcuffs she uses on you..."
"Huh? you mean..."
"Yeah. They are trick handcuffs. There's a button on there to press and they release."
"Say, uh, Michele... do you think I could borrow a set of your REAL handcuffs?"
"No problem at all, sweetie. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Yeah, turnabout is fair play! I'll talk her into cuffing her with her handcuffs that she thinks are trick, but they'll be real ones, instead. Then... holy shit..." My mind filled with dark thoughts.
"Ok, Michele. Will you help me with one last thing?"
"I think... I think I kind of understand how to... fuck. I've been practicing for years, ya know? But... um... I want to... I want to lick her and make her cum. And I want it to be great and I don't want to fumble around and mess up..."
"David, you are such a good guy. I would love to give you some tips... um... you mean now?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind. Vickie's going down soon, and I want to be ready."
"Ok. Um eating pussy. Well, every woman and every situation is different, of course. It's not like a cock where you just rub it and cum flies out. But a good way is to start slow... Don't just dive headlong into her puss and start chomping. Assuming you've done other foreplay, start with her stomach. You can trail your tongue downwards... slowly... get closer... then divert at the last moment and go down one of her thighs. Then switch over to her other thigh and go back up. One thing I like, is to look me in the eye once in awhile while you're doing this. That lets me know that you're into this. And it's very sexy.
"So back to the pelvis... you know, mix it up a bit, kiss her here, there, so she doesn't know where you're going, exactly. The teasing is part of the build-up. But then, you're there. Some guys make the mistake of diving for the clitoris and just beating it up. For a great orgasm, you've got to involve the whole pussy."
"Ok," I interrupted. "And the clitoris is, where, exactly?"
"It's up in the folds... um... I can't really show you here... oh! Duh! We're in a library!"
We get up and she leads me to the section with the medical books. We find Gray's Anatomy. Nobody can see us back here in the racks, we're further away from the studying bitch. We flip through the pages... there it is. The vagina, in all of it's clinical glory. Great diagrams. Michele sets the book on a shelf at the end of the rack.
"So, here it is. Except, your s****r shaves her pubic hair."
"Uh, really? Why? And uh, how do you know?"
"I just know. I told you, she's brought Vanessa's and my own sexuality up several notches...
"Anyway. This shows it all closed up, that's pretty much how it looks normally. Start here at the bottom, and lick slowly... slowly up... don't press to hard, you're just licking the outside right now..."
"Don't I want to stick my tongue in there?"
"Patience, young man! It's not about your enjoyment, it's about hers. This is all about her.
"Keep licking up to the top. See this area? the clitoris is under this bit of skin. So you're just licking the outside for now. Do this a few times, whatever you feel. 3 times. 10 times. Mix it up. Lick up and then lick back down. Then, finally, press harder with tongue, right down here, just up from the base. Separate her pussy lips. The heat you will feel from this is incredible."
I looked at Michele with a sideways glance. She's done this before. She's eaten pussy. Most likely, she's eaten Vickie's pussy.
"'Scuse me for a second," I tell her. I reach into my pants and adjust my raging cock. It's getting hard, but it's pointed downhill. That won't work for me. It's also a bit juicy with some pre-cum on it. I pull out my hand, which has some pre-cum on my palm. Michele sees it. I lick it up. "Ok, sorry, all better." I move closer and am now pressing against Michele a little as I try and investigate the diagrams of cunts. My hand just naturally rested on her hip. Right on her pantline. She turned slightly, then went back to the book. My thumb and forefinger are now resting on her bare skin, beneath her sweater.
"So, um. Holy shit. I mean, uh... now, she'll be getting pretty warmed up. You'll be tasting her juices. Have you... did you get to taste?" I slide my hand up her back a little. her skin is so soft and warm...
"Yeah. Vickie put her fingers on my lips with her juices. And I got some of Vanessa's too. It was kind of weird, but interesting, too."
"Well, you'll be drenched in it. And, this is the moment of truth. She'll know if you don't like it or are grossed out by it. And there won't be any cumming if you pull back and say 'How was that?' Stay in there. Tough it out. It's an acquired taste. You'll learn to like it. You'll learn to love it. Then you'll crave it."
"I'm already craving it..."
"Yeah, I can see that... So now... just go exploring in there. Push your tongue in as far as you can go. Get your hands involved, too. Spread her legs, spread her lips. Work your way up here..."
"The mysterious clit."
"Right. the magic button. The man in the boat. Sometimes direct contact with it can be fantastic, sometimes it an actually hurt the gal. You'll have to see. It's okay if it hurts her for a moment, just change tactics. It's not the end of the world. Lick around the top, lick all the skin... everywhere... the exploring is the fun part. Take your time." My hand has now slid down to her ass. I'm cupping her goddamn ass cheeks. My cock is pressing against her thigh as as she stands slightly in front me, pointing to the pussies in the book.
"At some point, though, you need to get down to work. Um... what works with me... is... oh god I didn't think I would do this!" She blushes to a beet red.
"So you get the idea, David... I'll see you..."
From across the room, I get "SHHHHHuuush"-ed again.
I push Michele's back against the stacks of books. My hands are around her waist.
"Finish it. What works for you."
I lean into her, my cock pressing right against her crotch.
"If you take... two fingers..."
"Yes... two fingers..." I plant the tiniest of kisses on her neck. Working my way all around.
"Right... um massage the pussy with them..."
"You mean, massage your pussy, right? Not the pussy. We're talking about what works for you." I continue to kiss her neck. Her breathing quickens
"yes..." she whispers. "My pussy... coat your fingers with her juices. I mean, my juices. Slide up inside me... fuck me with your fingers... at the same time, you're still licking me up a little higher, around my clitoris and... oh god David..." she moans as my cock-filled jeans press hard into her crotch and rub up and down.
"Keep going, Michele. Tell me how to eat your cunt," She's actually panting a little bit.
"Um... haha!... so yeah... get a rhythm going, but you can speed it up and slow it down, too. And don't forget to look up at me once in a while."
I pull away from her a little bit, and I look directly into her eyes.
"Yes... like that..."
I keep staring into her eyes. My hand slides down... inside her sweatpants... and panties... and I find a very hot and very wet spot. I massage the lips. "Keep going..."
"David... don't... um... I don't mean that... just..."
"Keep talking, tell me how to make you cum."
"Um... you can shout out some things yourself while you're doing this, let me know you're enjoying this... mash your tongue onto my clit... and kind of pulse it in time with your hand strokes... keep doing that... keep doing that... yes... David!"
"SSSSHHHHHH!" from the peanut gallery. God these people should read a book or something.
I plant my lips full on her mouth so she'll quiet down. My middle finger is up her pussy hole a little bit, (Hey, her pants and panties are still on. We're in a library for crying out loud! Keep it down!) and my palm is pressing into her clitoris. I'm rubbing firmly, creating a rhythm, pulsing on her clit...
"I want to eat you up." I kiss her more.
She's melting, I have to help hold her up with my other arm.
"I'm going to fuck my s****r, first, Michele" I shove my tongue in her mouth and grip her pussy hard and shake it.
"Then I'm coming for you." I try and cram all four fingers into her pussy. They all make it in.
Michele makes this indescribably lovely face.
"I'm coming to fuck you, Michele."
She stiffens, sharply intakes a breath, grimaces, then release her breath in little explosive gasps. She's desperately trying not to scream. It sort of works. My fingers are soaked with her cum. She's trembling, and buries her head on my shoulder and chest for a moment. She comes back to life and kisses me, passionately, then sweetly and gently.
"I think," she begins, whispering. "I think you're going to do just fine, David. Fuck Vickie. Please. Fuck her good and hard. Then keep your promise. Come and get me..."
We smile for a few moments.
"Hey, what about you? Here let me do something..."
"No," I stop her. "I need all that for Vickie. She's going to get exploded upon!"
I follow her to her house and pick up the cuffs, the real ones. Her folks are there and I just act like I'm picking up a book for my s****r.
"Go get her," she whispers in my ear as she gives me a hug. "Show her who's boss."
- - -
Sunday, I'm wracking my brain trying to figure out when I can launch a surprise attack on Vickie. My balls are so blue they are actually singing the blues... She had a date last night again. I fell asl**p. Mom's around all effing day. Guess I'll have to wait until Friday and tell her she can't go to class or something...
Whatever. I'm working on my Bio project again. We've had dinner. Mom and Vickie are having wine in the f****y room. Of course, Mom won't let me have any because it's i*****l. Bitch. They seem to be into their second bottle already. They should just shut up so I can concentrate on this stupid shit.
'Root pressure'. Who gives a fuck about root pressure? Then they tell me it's not even a viable theory. So, they're teaching me theories that don't mean shit. I do NOT understand college... At least it's quiet out there in the house. Time passes.
My bedroom door flies open. It's Vickie. She's got her cordless phone, tucked against her chest so the person on the other end can't here her talking to me.
"Come here! Quick. You've gotta hear this!"
She sits down on the bed and points for me to sit next to her. She talks into the phone, then tilts it between both our ears so I can hear the other person.
"Ok, Ness, sorry. Had to take a quick dump. So, start from the beginning? I'm listening now."
"Well, he's cutting the grass and shit, and he looks good. I swear he's gotten taller since school started. So I wait till he's all done so Mom doesn't get suspicious. Then I go outside..."
"What were you wearing?" Interrupts Vick.
"That tube top, you know, the purple one? And those white shorts."
"Vickie, who do you think you're talking to? OF course not!" They both laugh. "So I forget what we said exactly. But I teased him a little, and he yanked my top down!"
Vickie looks at me, kind of that "oh really?" look.
"Go on", she says to Vanessa.
"Then, get this, he ASKS me if he can touch them. He's so-o-o-o adorable!" Vanessa laughs. "But then, oh I don't know what happened, I mean, he attacked my tits. He really loves tits. I mean really. He may have a problem or something... I'm k**ding! So then we start talking dirty. i don't know how he knew this... did you tell him about Mom? Somehow he knew."
"I've never said a word about that dream to anyone, not even Michele."
"Well, then he's some kind of psychic or something. Wait, I'm ahead of myself. So first he talks about you tittyfucking him. He really liked that. So I sucked him while he told me that..."
"Sucked him? His cock?"
"His beautiful cock. What is it? 8 inches?"
"No, it's only 7."
Shit. My secret is out. I can't believe she just told everyone that. I don't have a giant cock. But it is bigger than 3 billion Chinese and Asian's cocks, so there. It's probably bigger than yours, too, so shut up.
"He told me he wanted you to suck him off. Since you didn't, I did. and Vickie?"
"That boy cums a lot!"
Vickie indicates she wants to lay down on the bed. We re-arrange ourselves so we can both here. She's also giving me the 'thumbs-up', showing that she likes what I did with Vanessa.
"Yeah I know, I've seen it. I've tasted it, too." She elbows me in the ribs.
"Yeah you tasted it, I ATE him all up... God damnit... Vickie. There's more to the story but I have to do something now... you know..."
"No," said Vickie. "I don't know. say it."
"Fuck you bitch!" Vanessa said, laughing. "I have to touch, you know, christ, you taught me!" I rise up and look at Vickie. She's taught Vanessa how to masturbate? Cool! Vickie just shrugs and gives a me a 'who, me?' look.
"God I had to wear a bra all weekend at Gran's house. Feels good to get it off... let the girls breathe... yes...mmm..."
A few moments go by. We hear some squeaking noises. Some suckling noises.
"Vanessa?... stop sucking your tits and talk to me! What happened next?"
"Oh, right. Sorry. So somehow he found about my mom. Next thing I know, he's slapping my tits!" Vickie gives me this look like 'what the hell?' My turn to just shrug.
I'm kinda getting a hard-on.
"And he's slapping them hard! And Vickie... it felt sooooo good. So-o-o-o good." We can hear some slapping sounds in the phone.
"It's not the same when I do it myself."
"It never is", replies Vick.
"Ain't that the truth. He's slapping me all around and I got so fucking hot and horny. Then he grabbed my cunt and slapped my tits and made me spill the beans about Mom.
"He made me... he made me admit..."
She was having trouble breathing.
"I admitted that I watched Mom masturbate... and that I watched her lick her dildo after she was done... and he slapped my tits more and I couldn't refuse... I told him I wanted to eat Mom's pussy."
"You do want to eat her pussy, don't you?"
"Yes... Vickie... yes..." we can just hear her panting.
"I can't hear anything, Vanessa."
Next thing we hear all kinds of juicy, slurpy noises. I unzip my pants and take out my cock. Vickie raises her eyebrows and smiles at me, but she shakes her head 'no'.
"Say it, honey..."
"oh FUCK I want to eat her cunt! and I want her to eat mine!!"
Vanessa apparently drops the phone and we hear slapping noises, and noises of Vanessa cumming, hard. I stand up, my hard cock sticking out. I tell Vickie to tun on the speaker phone. She laughs quietly, "I didn't know there was one!" Now we can hear Nessa just fine.
"Vickie... sorry sweetie... had to be done, though. But I'm not done talking about David."
I open Vickie's underwear drawer. She shakes her head, then turns away so she can't see me.
"I sucked his cock again. He came in my mouth twice, Vickie! I swallowed it all, too..."
I went 'Pssst' and Vickie turned to see me. I had two bras hanging from their straps on my upright cock. She smiled and tried to wave me away.
"Vickie, you can't do this anymore. You have to let me fuck him! Please! I'm begging you!"
I found the trick handcuffs in her drawer. I piled on several more bras onto my cock, then hung the bracelets on there, too.
Vickie looked back at me. I could tell she was excited by this, but she furiously shook her head 'no' and pointed to Mom's room.
I put everything back in the drawer, including her trick handcuffs.
Vanessa continued talking about me fucking her, and then talking about her mom and me in the driveway.
I left the room and I checked on Mom. She was passed out on her bed. I put a blanket over her.
"Mmmm... Mike? is that you?" Mike was my deadbeat dad's name. We haven't seen him in over ten years.
There's a wineglass that's still full on her night stand.
"Yeah, it's me. Drink your water sweetie..." I held the wine glass to her lips, she drank about half of it.
"Thanks babe... maybe we can fuck in the morning..."
Well that killed my hard-on. My mom the fucking fat slob, the fucking d***kard. Yeah, let's fuck. The Horror!
I went to my room, got the real handcuffs, then eased back into Vickie's room.
Vanessa was droning on about how she wants to fuck me, her mom wants to fuck me, she wants to eat her mom etc... I think she had been hitting the wine, too.
I went back to the underwear drawer. I made it look like i was getting out the trick handcuffs, when in fact I pulled the real ones out. I jangled them in Vickie's direction. She again shook her head, no!
I pointed to mom's room, then mimed her drinking and passing out. Vickie raised an eyebrow at me.
I walked over to her bed and reached for her left hand. I cuffed it. Vickie smiled and raised both eyebrows, twice.
I raised her hand over her head, by the brass railing of her headboard. She still held the phone in her right hand, though we were listening to it on speakerphone. I took the phone and placed it right at her cleavage. It was only a few inches away so she could still talk and hear fine. I pulled her right arm up to match her left. I ran the cuffs behind the rail, then back around and cuffed her right wrist. She was in good. Handcuffed to the bed. Shackled. For real. And she didn't know it.
I took off all my clothes, slowly. I dropped my boxers right in her face.
I picked up the phone and interrupted Vanessa, who was still going on about being in love with me and maybe she could fuck me...
"Vanessa, Hey! Vanessa! It's David."
"David? Oh god. I want to thank you so much for Friday and was wondering if we..."
"Vanessa, Vickie has to go now. Bye." Click.
I threw my boxers on the ground, and stood up on the bed, towering over Vickie.
"You... are not going to tie me up anymore. We are going to fuck, and suck, probably for the rest of our lives, but we aren't going to do it that way anymore."
"David," she began. "I was conflicted, I didn't want to impose myself on you. If I tied you up, it wasn't your fault, you know what I mean? I'm wicked, you aren't, I didn't want you to..."
This wasn't exactly my plan. Okay, I didn't have a plan at all. I was just winging it.
I drop down, and lay naked body on top of her. She's still dressed in jeans and a blouse. Her tits are sticking up pretty nicely so she's got a bra on, too.
"David, let me go, please. We can talk, or whatever you want to do..."
"It's too late for that, sweetheart."
I thought of ripping her pants off and half-r****g her. I thought of smacking her like I did Vanessa. Instead, I kissed her. We had never kissed before. We have tittyfucked, and played around, but never kissed.
Her lips tasted good. She was hesitant, at first. I slid my hands behind her head and neck, cradling her. I stroked her cheek with my thumb as I slowly parted her lips with my tongue. She let out an "mmm..." as I began exploring her mouth, and found her tongue. Her whole body relaxed, she wrapped her legs around mine. We kissed for several minutes. Not moments. Minutes. Hungrily, hard, gentle, teasing, giggling, dreaming.
I break the kiss, and the embrace. I get up and sit on her pelvic area, my cock pointing skywards while pre-jizz oozes out of the tip. I crawl up to her, so she can see this fat cock coming towards her face. I stop with it an inch above her face. I stroke from the base, bring out the pre-cum so it drips onto her forehead, her cheeks, her lips.
"David, undo me, and I can..."
I take my cock, and slap her on the cheek with it. Again, and again. I rose up and maneuver around her face, continuously slapping her face with my cock. Vickie didn't shy away from this. She loved it.
"You want to suck this, don't you."
"Call me 'Davey' again and I'll buttfuck you with a baseball bat." She sat there, stunned and wild-eyed while I smacked her lips with my hard cock some more.
"Tell me how much you want it."
"Dave... David... I want your cock so much. I've dreamed about it. Please. may I kiss it?"
That's more like it. "Yes, you may."
I place it on her lips. She begins kissing it, tonguing my cock. I press deeper, my cock enters her mouth. Her hot and wet fucking mouth.
I can't push down much further, though. My cock goes up, her throat goes down. Problem. I prop her head up with some pillows... yes, that's a better angle now...
"If you let me out I could mmmpphmphmmphm..." She tends to stop talking with a dick in her mouth. I'm fucking her mouth pretty fucking now.
Even with her limited mobility, she sucked my cock pretty fucking good. I pulled out and dragged my balls in her face. She licked them, and sucked them gently into her mouth. Jesus, THAT never occurred to me! But it felt fantastic...
I move back down to where I'm sitting atop her pelvis. Her tits want to come out. I know they do. Vickie is wearing this light pink button-up blouse. I gently undo the first button. Vickie smiles at me. I grasp more of her blouse in each hand... and RIP it apart! Buttons flying, fabric tearing. I don't get it in one shot, so I go down more and rip her shirt again until all the buttons are gone.
Vickie lays there, her chest heaving up and down with anxiety and passion.
"Back in a minute." I tell her. Her bra, of course, won't come off because her arms are cuffed up at the headboard. I go get my big camping knife.
A voice in my head says to go check on Mom. Seems like a bad idea. I tiptoe in her room, naked and holding a knife... She's still asl**p. Good. For a moment, I think of dropping my cock in her mouth. Nah... she'd probably clamp down on it and cause permanent damage.
As I'm walking down the hall back to Vickie's room, I can hear her struggling with the cuffs. I walk in, smirking, go to her dresser and pull out the magic handcuffs.
"Looking for these?"
I turn and face her. She sees the knife and goes bug-eyed.
"Don't scream... don't scream..."
I sit on her pelvis again. i slide the shiny knife blade against he soft, pale skin. Up to her left bra strap. I tilt the big blade 90 degrees so it's pointing up. I lift up... higher... higher... the blade digs into the strap... SNAP! on her skin as the now cut straps return to their unstretched length. I repeat the move on her right bra strap... stretching it up until the knife slices through the material.
"Don't move a muscle." I instruct Vickie.
I bring the knife down to her stomach, pointing to her breasts. Sliding the tip up ever so gently... under the fabric of her 36DD bra... I have to use my other hand to pull up the bra... her tits are squishing together... the knife blade now fully under the middle of the bra...
"Lift... and separate!"
Her tits spring back to her chest, Vickie breathes again. I lean across her and stick the knife into her nightstand.
"That's a twenty dollar bra, you know..."
I smirk... "Not any more!"
I yank out the remnants of her cut up bra. She still has her shirt on, just wide open.
Greedily, I attack her tits with the same ferocity that I m*****ed Vanessa's a couple days ago. I'm not slapping them, just kneading them... sucking them... kissing them... Vickie pulls on her restraints as I push the two nipples together and lick and almost suck them both... I do love tits... I grab her left tit and push it to Vickie's face, offering her a snack.... she greedily chomps on her nipple, drawing it completely into her mouth... god... damn... it...
I start kissing below her breasts... down to her taut belly... oh shit... her pants are still on.
I undo the button and zipper and shuck them off. She has some silky little pink panties on.
"Vick... I have to..." I reach over and grab the knife, I slip the cold blade against her skin, she shudders. I cut the panties on her left side by her hip. I pull the panties away from her mound. Vickie is watching the process intently. I slice through the crotch of her panties. I pull them out from under now, and sniff them deeply.
"Mmmmm... somebody's excited!"
"It's me. Oh my fucking god I'm excited! David will you hurry up and fuck me?!?" Huh... she's begging. I like begging. I also like denying.
"Let me go and I'll..." I stuff the panties into her mouth. She looks pissed.
"You gonna be quiet now?" She nods. I remove the panties. I slam the knife into the night stand again. I leave the panties right at her neck so she can smell them.
I go back to kissing around her pant line. I've settled in between her legs. Thinking back on Michele's advice, I tease Vickie by going right alongside her clean-shaven pussy and keep going down her left leg... I look her in the eye... she's silently pleading with me to dive in... I switch to her other leg and gently lick and caress her thighs... she squirms... I arrive back near her pussy... the scent is strong with this one.
Ever so lightly, I place my tongue right at the base of her cunt and slowly... slowly bring it up. I can feel the heat coming from her core. I'm tasting her cunt juices that have sneaked out already. I get to the top... grazing over her hooded clit...
"Oooooh David... my b*****r... my lover..."
I start at the bottom again, more juice now. I'm trying to go slow, but jesus it's hard. At the top, this time, I do a slow return back down her lips. It's easier going up, of course, the tongue is built that way. I do that for another minute or so, just going up and down but not penetrating.
Then I apply more tongue pressure and her lips separate. Jesus, I thought it was hot before, but now that my tongue is a half inch inside it's even hotter. The slight taste of pussy juice is replaced by an assault on my tongue. Female juice, mmmm-mmmm-good. Moving up slightly, it gets even fucking hotter as I cross over her actual cunt hole. Vickie is just mewling and twisting... then she clamps her thighs against my head and pushes her cunt into my face as hard as she can. Fuck, gotta watch that move! A fellow could suffocate down here! I spread her legs slightly so I can move my head some more.
My hands wrap around her thighs and ass, and come over to pull her lips apart.
"Your pussy is beautiful, Vickie."
"Yes..." She can't really form sentences, it seems.
I thrust my tongue deep into her vagina, as far as I can. I can feel the juices on my tongue and I withdraw a little so I can swallow. Tangy. I go to town on her pussy, licking faster, licking everywhere... on impulse I suck on her pussy lips... to my surprise lots of lip and cunt comes into my mouth... I use a tiny bit of teeth as it slides back out...
"Oh fuck... oh shit... David... David... fuck..."
I pull my hand from around her leg and I gently thrust my index finer inside... it goes in so easy I'm not sure she notices. Two fingers... she notices that!... I plant my face on her clit and alternate between licking and kissing and sucking... all while thrusting two fingers back and forth... three... moving faster, much faster... fuck let's get them all in there! Four fingers and the tip of my thumb are ramming in and out of my s****r's cunt!
Vickie can't stand it anymore... I can feel her orgasm building... I pull my hand out and rise up off her cunt.
"You know what Vick? Maybe you're right. Maybe i****t is bad... this doesn't seem right..."
She moans at me. "Please! God! please go on!" She looks like she's going to cry. I make one of those mean faces that a b*****r makes to his s****r, and dive back in.
In ten seconds, she fucking cums. And I mean cums. I can barely hang on as she bucks against me. I decide it's a good time to slap her tit with my left hand, while she's cumming... SLAP... SLAP... more faceplant on her clit... SLAP on her tits...
"AAAUGGHH!" she screams!
Christ! That would wake the dead! I leap up and clamp my right hand, my cunt-juice covered right hand, over her mouth so she'll shut up. She's a fucking a****l now, she's trying to hump my leg as her orgasm subsides... spent... she collapses back down... her shiny cunt glistening in the light.
I bend down and kiss her on the the lips. My whole face is damp with her pussy juice. She laps at my cheeks, humming the whole time.
We kiss more... deeply... I slide my hips between her legs... my fucking rock of Gibraltar cock just about falls into her pussy. She's so open and wet, I'm already inside an inch or so. I wanted this to be a little more dramatic, but what the fuck.
I push forward.
I have to clamp my hand over her mouth again as my cock sinks into her pussy. Up to the fucking hilt. The feeling is... amazing... practically indescribable joy... I start slowly thrusting inside her steaming hot hole. Pulling 95% of the way out, then slamming it back home. Again, and again.
Thank you God... although I'm sure this doesn't meet your approval... but I'm finally fucking my s****r... I wrap my arms around her as hers are still restrained by the handcuffs on the headboard. I grab her ass and pull myself deeper into her. Her ass crack is wet with her pussy's desire... I easily slip a finger up her into her ass... she kisses me hard...
"David... I love you... cum in me... cum in me... now or whenever... just cum in me..."
We kiss more. My mind has traveled to some other level. Maybe it's just all the pleasure circuits lit up, but I feel like Vickie and I are connected in time and space... it's totally amazing... I feel she is... with me...
I can't stand it... I cum... and cum... and cum... My s****r giggles and laughs and moans as my hot fucking cum fills her pussy... spasm... spasm... spasm...her hot cunt grips my cock as she cums too.... my hot sperm shooting deep into her body... she's taking all of my cum...
I collapse on top of her. The Astral Plane has left and I slowly return to earth. Vickie and I are kissing lightly. I stop to reach over and get the handcuff key. I undo one wrist and fall back down, rolling onto my back as she unlocks the other one herself.
Almost immediately, she goes down and sucks on my cock. She wants that fucking cock and all of our juices in her mouth. She rises up on her knees and puts her hand under her cunt. We both watch as the spermy mixture of man-cum and girl-cum drips into her hand. She pulls her hand up and replaces it with her other. She licks and slurps our cum up, completely swallowing it. A little bit is in her other hand, she rubs it on her nipples, and presents them to me for licking. I gladly suck them both clean.
Knock-Knock. "Vickie? Is everything all right in there?" Jesus it's Mom!
I roll onto the side of the bed away from the door. Vickie gets up and tries to wrap some bedding around her and meets Mom as she's opening the door.
"What's going on? I heard something, and where's Davey?"
"Mom..." starts Vickie. "I was having... some alone time... you know? And I think David went to Mike's house or something..." her voice trailed off.
"Okay, well come help me finish this wine off. And don't be such a tramp."
"Um... sure... in a couple minutes, ok?"
She closes AND LOCKS the door. Note to everyone. Next time you fuck a f****y member, maybe you should lock the door if you don't want every one to know.
Vickie strides back to me as I emerge from the hidden side of the bed. She drops the sheets and we hug passionately.
"I love you, Vickie." I say. "Like a s****r."
"Love you like a b*****r, David."
"And... um... thank you... for everything, I mean. All this..."
"David, I'm just so happy we are where we are right now. Look, Mom's waiting. See you in the morning, Ok? Come into the bathroom and I'll suck you off before I brush my teeth..."
We kiss and she departs.
-- To be continued --