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There's a First Time for Everything

By: shavedkitty23



I waited anxiously while Julie put her hair back into a ponytail. This was of course a maneuver I had employed myself on several occasions while in the midst of performing oral sex and my hair was getting in the way. The difference here of course was that it was the first time somebody else had paused for such a reason with me and with Julie having already helped me to pull down my favorite pink panties off my body I had never felt more naked than that moment. I was feeling uneasy suddenly which was odd because everything up to that moment had gone more or less according to plan. 

Julie and I had met through a mutual friend during an all-girls get together. I was quite straight or at least in nearly complete denial of my bi-sexual curiosities at that point in my life. Julie had a way with people to get them to open up though and the more we talked about everything including her bi-sexuality the more I became aware that I may have had some of it in my blood. We had shared a wonderful kiss the third time that we were alone together. 

I honestly thought that the two of us were just becoming female friends although part of me felt a pretty strong attraction to her both as a person and as a sexual being. Before the kiss, we had shared a few hugs that felt great as I am definitely a "hugger" of friends, but by the time we stood in my driveway as she got out of my car to take hers home we had a moment where we paused and then I realized that it suddenly felt like that part of the date where you wonder if the other person is going to kiss you. 

We smiled somewhat awkwardly and then she leaned in and kissed me. It was a wonderful kiss, full of passion and softness and warmth. My body surged with good feelings, sexual feelings even. While I might usually be alarmed by feeling these with somebody new it felt totally natural and wonderful and I did not try to break up the kiss. It was the most I'd ever let a new person kiss me for the first time and by the time her tongue started to make its way out into my mouth I was ready for her and let her inside. I felt her passion turn much more sexual at that point and had a guy done that to me I can't promise I would have let him keep going but I just wouldn't stop Julie from having as much of me as she wanted at that moment. 

When her hand slid down my back and squeezed my ass I was shocked but in a great way. Julie had the "hots" for me and I loved the feeling of having a woman show me this so directly. If my stupid phone hadn't rung at that moment I think I might have asked her to continue inside with me as I didn't need any of my neighbors knowing I kissed girls even though that was my first time ever. As it was, it was my mother on the phone who had been ill lately so I'm glad I answered it. Julie left to let me take the call and I couldn't help but feel as if I had awakened something inside of me that needed to get out.

After I got off the phone with my mom my mind went back to what had just happened with Julie. I'm not stupid, that woman wanted to have sex with me which was surprising enough, but even more shocking was that I wanted to let her have me. As I lay in my bed, I reached down between my legs and touched myself through my pj's and decided that maybe I was going to be one of those girls that has had it both ways. I suddenly fancied myself as a bi-sexual object of desire for men and women and realized that my pj's were in the way. I pulled them down and spread open my legs and really started to massage my pussy. I slid my hand down into the hair and started to work towards my slit that was getting wetter by the second. 

Julie wanted to touch this I realized, and probably even would lick it for me. That's when I got a truly wicked idea. I pulled out my purple vibe and it slid in so wonderfully easily while I fucked myself into a fantastic orgasm. I was going to have to get to work the next day on my plan. I called Julie minutes after I'd cum, and asked if she wanted to get together the next night for drinks and maybe dinner somewhere. I wasn't sure if it sounded like a date to her and was worried I might be too pushy but she agreed right away. We talked about our kiss right before we hung up and the fact that she told me it was ok that I answered the phone because there would be plenty of time to continue what we'd been doing. She totally wanted me and I knew what I had to do.

The next day down on all fours on the table, my body tingled and felt a little stunned from what was going on. I had never let another person see so much of me naked other than a sex partner so to have this complete stranger waxing the hair off my pussy and now my ass was a pretty awkward concept. I purposefully left some in front but wanted the rest of me looking perfectly pretty and smooth. With the insanity of the waxing done and over, I made my way to the tanning salon and tanned every part of my body. I looked fucking hot when I got home and stripped naked before getting the shower. I felt down my body and loved the sexy trimmed patch of hair that was left and how smooth the rest of me was, albeit a bit sore. I turned halfway around and checked out my ass in the mirror. 

I had never had no tans lines before. I almost didn't recognize the body in the mirror. The thought kept returning to my head that I was going to be having sex with a girl tonight if all went well. I showered, slipped on my sexiest panties (pink thong with a thick lace band), found my mega cleavage bra, slipped on a summer dress, heeled sandals and got my hair and make-up on. I took one more look in the mirror and I figured I was looking pretty fuckable to just about anyone. 

Julie was just ahead of me when I arrived at the bar as I noticed her ordering us both drinks. It was boozy and deliciously girly and we chatted about what we did all day. She noticed my tan of course and I was very happy she did. I didn't really mention that I'd visited another salon before it to have my pussy waxed but of course if all went well, she was going to be discovering the fruits of that labor a little later. Two drinks in and I couldn't help but notice I was spending a lot of time looking at how sexy Julie's glossy lips looked. 

Every time she opened her mouth I thought about how my tongue had been in there a little last night and nobody except me and her knew it! I'm sure I noticed her looking down at my chest and knew that my bra/dress combo were working their magic. I didn't show off my 34C boobs too often but tonight was the right kind of night to do it. Julie's lacy top and tight jeans didn't exactly hide her sexy body too well either. She was leaner than me but wore her curves really well in comparison to her skinny waist and thin arms. Her hair was up and that made me think about sucking on her sexy neck later. God I wanted to be with her. 

At one point she took my hand in hers as she checked out the ring I wore on my right hand. It was a very pretty ring I thought also but she had taken my hand to touch me and I was totally fine with that. As we headed out of the bar to go a few doors down for our dinner, I turned away from her and I swear she purposefully squeezed my ass briefly guiding me away from my bar stood. The shock waves of her subtle yet extremely naughty public move reverberated in my booze filled body as we headed out the door. My ass tingled for minutes afterward. We stood outside and tried to decide on a restaurant. 

There were several choices and I realized that I was having a hard time focusing on a decision. I just wanted her to come home with me. We chatted but my body was telling me food could wait. Finally I just felt the nerve to tell her that I really wanted her to come back to my place and see my house. I think she knew what I meant by that because she smiled very wide and agreed immediately.

We left both cars downtown because we'd had a few drinks and the last thing I wanted was a DUI to ruin this night. The cab ride was perfect anyway because we held hands and smiled with each other from the first turn until we got to my driveway. When we got to my door I let her inside and not sure how I planned to start things off I was almost relieved when she pushed me back against the door and immediately kissed me the way we had ended things the night before. It was as if all of the things that had happened since we broke our kiss never occurred. The heat from her mouth, her lips, that sexy tongue filled me and got my engines running. 

I ran my hands around her back and this time it was me doing the ass squeezing. She had such a tight sexy butt. She moaned while I grabbed those cute ass cheeks firmly and the taste of our boozy breaths combined between our mouths. We kissed like that for a while, playing quite dirty for two seemingly normal girls. She grabbed a handful of my left breast and squeezed it hungrily while she attacked my neck. I had just remembered that her neck begged for my attention so when she let up a little on me, I leaned in and sucked on the sexiest neck I'd ever experienced. She groaned in pure delight while my tongue and lips attacked her. It was time to get her into my bed my body told me. Just as I was forming the words to ask a woman to join me in my bed for the first time she whispered in my ear that we should go somewhere where I would be comfortable while she gets me naked. 

We got to the bedroom and she took off my dress very fast. She helped me out of my bra and my nipples gave away the state of my excitement. She loved my breasts kissing and sucking each one while massaging the other in her hand. I realized I was a lot more naked than her so I helped her out of her jeans and her shirt. She had on about the cutest bra I'd ever seen, but I didn't have time to admire it because she had me back on my bed and was literally pulling my panties off soon thereafter.

So there I lay, my freshly waxed and tanned body exposed to my new lover. She undid her bra moments after doing her hair in a ponytail and then lowered her head to my body. She kissed my hip, my stomach, and my chest. Those kisses only made my pussy yearn for her that much more. She then slowly started to back down my body and I couldn't help but notice how pointed her own nipples were hanging down from her very perky breasts. My legs were parted as she kissed down onto the top of my neatly trimmed hairdo. She licked up either side of it and then gave me the compliment I was not sure I'd ever hear telling me that I had the prettiest pussy she'd ever seen. 

I was quite proud of my morning's work on my own but to have this sexy girl actually tell me that was so hot. I still can't believe I heard myself taunt her slightly asking if she wanted to stare at it all night or if she wanted to touch it. She leaned down into me and looked up at me with a wicked smile - she enjoyed the taunt. She told me that no, she didn't want to stare or touch it, she wanted to taste it. With that she took a long lick right up my perfectly smooth slit right up past my clit. My body practically shuddered at the rawness of what just happened. She licked up my lips several times and then returned to my slit. I was already wet but the feeling of her tongue on me just made me want her that much more. 

Finally after several teasing licks, she pushed her mouth into me fully and started to lick right inside of me. I loved the way her tongue pleasured me. By the time she started to lick my engorged clit and had slid a finger inside of me I was halfway gone into O-land. I had never cum so fast in my life with the exception of the first time I tried my old vibrator. I had cum from guys going down on me before but there was no question that having a sexy nearly naked girl eating me out was what drove me over the edge. 

She kept going though and I let her. I had had some success with multiple orgasms in the past and tonight seemed like one of those nights. I noticed that I was being stretch more and could only assume she had a second finger inside me. She licked and sucked on my clit expertly which I guess wasn't a surprise but the way she found and locked onto my g-spot was earth-shattering. I knew I was going to cum again and after maybe a minute I moaned out my second orgasm. Still she persisted on me and I wasn't about to let her leave me until she wanted to. 

She went back to licking inside of me and that was a good thing as my clit had become super sensitive particularly since the second orgasm. She reached up and played with my breasts, pinching one of my nipples between her index and middle finger of her right hand. My nipples were so excited to be included in the sex. I had never seen them so hard in my life before. I suddenly was aware of all of the moaning I was doing and also of the wet licking sounds coming from down between my legs. My pussy was tingling so when Julie slid in her fingers again and went back to my clit it was so satisfying. She was extremely gentle on my clit now with very light touches that seemed to understand that she had already brought me over the edge and needed to carefully bring me back. 

The fingers inside of me were doing quite the opposite now. Instead of massaging my g-spot she was quite specifically fucking me with her fingers, going in deep and taking slightly out and going in deep again. I wanted to feel more of her inside of me and was quite happy when I felt her pause fingering me only to resume with more pressure applied to me. At that point and only at that point did I wish that Julie had a nice thick long cock between her legs hiding under her tiny panties. I knew that was probably not the case though and I longed to feel a stiff cock stretching and pleasuring me. 

Then it happened. It was so subtle at first I wasn't sure it was intentional. Moments later though it happened again and it was much more prolonged. Julie had put one of her fingers near my ass. Now I wasn't one to shy away from ass play and had enjoyed full on anal sex a couple of times among my various experiences but it was still quite surprising how this sweet sexy girl was starting to play with my ass. Then I felt the finger start to work towards the entrance and it felt so sexy that I sort of bore down onto it. She seemed to get the hint and started to slide it inside. 

Between all the fingers in her pussy, her mouth gently pleasuring my clit and now her finger inside my ass I was in pleasure heaven. When she squeezed my breast with her free hand again I marveled at how much pleasure one person could provide for me. I groaned and writhed in pure delight. I wanted all she could give me and ground my body down onto her finger feeling her fingers in my pussy fill me completely and the one in my ass slide all of the way in. Suddenly she told me she wanted me to flip over to make me cum one more time. I really wasn't in a position to argue but didn't really feel like moving out of my zone of ecstasy. 

I flipped over onto my stomach and she guided my hips up so that I was on elbows and knees, my body full exposed to her similar to how it was several hours earlier to my waxing specialist. I waited like that for an instant hearing the audible sounds of a girl's panties being slid off smooth legs and off onto the floor. She didn't hesitate after that point and got right to what she wanted.

I felt her tongue back on my pussy and she was eating me out fully now. Gone was the gentle lovemaking she started with, the teasing was definitely over. I had never had somebody's mouth on me like that, including the most horny guys I'd been with. I could hear her muffled moans from between my legs and I was aware around that moment that my ass was empty for the first time in a few minutes and felt a little neglected. I did not need to worry though because soon I felt her sexy little tongue slide right up between my ass cheeks and lick right across the opening. 

Oh it felt so dirty and so sexy. Her fingers returned to fuck my very wet pussy while she used her tongue to give me my first ever all-female rimjob. It wasn't satisfying enough for me and I guess it was not for her either because soon I felt her free hand pulling me open and then felt her tongue start to make its way inside of my ass. This was only the second time somebody had dared do that to me and secretly I loved the wrongness and the dirtiness of it all. I reached back to make her job easier and to make sure she understood I was hers for the taking as much as she wanted. I spread open my ass for her and she attacked it with her mouth. 

After several amazing minutes of this I heard her start to really moan and groan and that started to drive me over the edge. My final orgasm of the night started moments after Julie's had ended. I found out later that when I reached back to hold myself open, she was able to use her free hand on herself and got off while getting me off. We both collapsed on the bed after our nearly simultaneous orgasms and we held each others warm bodies close for a while. 

I asked her if there was anything I could do for her and that's when she explained she had already got there and was perfectly fine with that for now. She suggested we go out and get our cars and some dinner and we both got dressed shooting each other wide grins from our totally raunchy behavior. I noticed she didn't bother putting her panties back on under her jeans so I decided my pretty pink pair could stay on the floor also. It was the start of a beautiful friendship!

There's a First Time for Everything



Tonight was going to be the night. We've been together for a few months now and I really like him a lot, I think I may even be falling in love with him. Either way, I knew I wanted him to be the first man I ever felt inside of me. Talking about this over many nights has just re-assured me that he should be the one - the man to truly make me into a woman. His experience, his way with words and the way he so gently caressing my skin when we touch all leaves me burning for his touch everywhere else. He truly is a special guy and I need him all for me. At twenty-five he was a whole six years older than me, but the age didn't matter. In fact it made me like him even more. Age brings experience and maturity. He wasn't like the other guys I have gone out with who just didn't treat me right, didn't make me feel special inside and who would lose interest in a short time because I wasn't ready to have sex yet. He changed all that and made me want it - want him inside of me. I knew waiting for the right guy was always the right decision to make.

Turning off the water in the shower I felt coolness in the air as the water dripped down my skin. My breasts ached slightly as I imagined his hands and tongue running across them, feeling them in his mouth for the first time. All we've ever done before was some heavy making out with a couple grabs through my clothes the last few times we hung out. We planned this night out perfectly. My parents left earlier in the day and wouldn't be back for two more days - the house was all ours for the weekend. We were going to go out to our favorite restaurant, a little pizzeria right on the beach - it's were we went on our first date and had nothing but great memories for us along with great food.

Finishing drying myself off I felt my skin and thought about just how smooth it would be for him tonight. I had never shaved between my legs before but had done so for the first time in the shower. The razor left an amazing patch of smooth skin across my lips and over my plump mound. I left a small patch of hair, trimmed down neatly, just above my clit, centered in the beautiful mountain that contained my womanhood. I wanted to feel every flick of his tongue as he explored my lips. Feeling the skin between my legs felt great. Perfectly smooth and warm to the touch. Just the perfect amount of hair left behind but none where i needed his tongue.

It felt kind of strange to already have my outfit picked out. I normally go back and forth trying to decide what to wear when we go out. Not tonight though, I knew exactly what I was going to be wearing. I had a beautiful sun dress with a floral pattern filled with the most beautiful hues of red, orange and yellow. It was slightly loose fitting and I knew you loved the way it flows down my body - trailing slightly behind as we walk together. I loved the way I could feel the cool breeze of the ocean through the dress as well. That breeze caressing my skin so perfectly. Underneath the dress was my favorite lingerie. A matching set of white sheer lace panties and bra. That bra was so much more comfortable than most of my others, the soft lace stretching with my bosom and gently cupping them yet exposing them for your eventual touch tonight. The sheer look of the lace meant you could see right through it - and I wanted you to see me tonight. I wanted to feel your hands tugging at me through the lace making me moan and sweat in the pure heat that I have for you.

You'd be here any minute now to pick me up so spritzed a bit of your favorite perfume on my skin. The smell of sweet flowers filling the air for you. I made my bed nicely, fully knowing it wouldn't last long when we returned tonight - I just wanted it to look nice for you in every way I could. I know you would not disappoint, and I wanted everything to be perfect. And like that a knock came at the door and the butterflies rushed up through my stomach. Was I actually getting nervous or was this just excitement for tonight? There was no time to worry about that now; we know how much we need each other tonight. I won't let my mind play tricks on me now, I was ready for him.

Opening the door for him I was greeted by that unidentifiable manly smell he always seemed to have on him. It was different than his cologne, which always smelled great by the way. This scent was something more. It was like it emanated from deep within his body. I loved the way it made me feel and craved it in me whenever he wasn't near. He looked fantastic from head to toe, black jeans and a dark brown button up dress shirt with pinstripes running down it - all held together with a black leather belt with a designer buckle to seal the deal. His smile was perfect and would melt my heart each time I laid eyes on it. With our greetings made we shared a kiss and a deep hug - his body pressed against mine. Feeling my chest press into his, his neck buried into mine. I felt just how badly I wanted him and a new feeling rose up from underneath my dress. It was like a shiver running inside of me and up through my spine, shooting out through my body in a small burst of static electricity. I almost instantly felt myself growing damp. My body was already begging for his touch and I brimmed with excitement as he held me close.

"You ready to get going? I've got our table by the front reserved for us," he asked as we parted from our hug and he brushed the hair away from my face. "Mhmm," was all I could manage through a bright smile and a nod of the head.

He was such a gentleman, opening the door for me wherever we went. I am honestly not sure I've ever felt the outside door handles of his car. I wasn't complaining though, his mannerisms are part of what I love so much about him. Sitting down on the cool leather seats and buckling up we were on our way. Making our way towards the ocean, towards the sun set and towards his body inside of me tonight.

Dinner was even more magical tonight than all the other times we had come here - we were comfortable with each other now and getting ready to move onto a new stage in our relationship. He had reserved our favorite table for us tonight. We sat on the front patio of the restaurant with an almost picture perfect view of the ocean in front of us. Waves crashing down in the distance and the sun meeting with the horizon in a deep orange ball of fire - a fire only surpassed by the growing fire in my heart for him, a fire I could feel spreading to new parts of my body as I imagined what he would soon be doing to me. The smell of garlic filling the air mixed with the salty smell of the ocean filled my mind - and when the wind blew just right his manly smell mixed into it creating the perfect medley of olfactory input for this moment.

We ordered the same meal we had on our first date - a pepperoni pizza, a couple garlic rolls and two glasses of red wine. Our dinner and conversation tonight seemed to take on a magical feel as I felt my heart melting for him all over again. The wine coursing into my blood along with his sweet and tender words served to set my mind at ease and sent all my worries blowing away in the cool ocean breeze. I could feel that same breeze coming up through my dress and caressing my skin - wafting through my legs, gently kissing my torso and snaking around my bosom. I could feel my nipples firm up as we talked about the now growing heat inside of me.

"I really care for you a lot. I'm glad for everything you've done for me and I'm thankful in so many ways. I feel you are the first man truly deserving of my body," I said softly said to him watching a smile cross his beautiful face and a slight blush come across mine.

"It warms my heart to hear that - and I agree with every word you say. You are a truly beautiful woman, inside and out - and I will be honored to be the first man to take your body. Are you still sure you're ready for this?" His hands reaching over to grab mine. Oh how I loved the perfect they made together, the way he so softly caressed that spot of skin between my thumb and forefinger as his fingers graced my palms.

"I'm as ready as the cold barren tress are for spring after a long cold winter," I replied coyly with a soft smirk gracing my lips.

"I'm glad to hear that, we will sleep tonight feeling whole and a new found completeness will engulf your being. I've got a special surprise waiting for you back home," he said and sealed the deal with a tender kiss sending a burst of lightning through my lips and down my body, bursting out through my chest and intensifying the ever growing fire between my legs.

Wondering what he meant by that only intrigued me further. Knowing him as I do - he must have planned something more. When he said surprise, he really meant it and my mind raced with excitement wondering what that would mean to him tonight. There wasn't much time to wonder now as he paid the check and we began heading back towards my house.

Opening the door I'm filled with the scent of jasmine and a hint of vanilla, weird I don't remember my house smelling like that when we left. And then i noticed it, a trail of rose petals leading up the stairs from the doorway. Leading us up the stairs, hand in hand we went. My heart almost stopped beating when we made it to my room. The entire room was bathed in candlelight. This must be where those beautiful smells were coming from. The rose petals circled around my bed and over the sheets as if to invite us together into bed. He laid me down in the middle and took a place next to me, cradling me in his arms and running a hand across my cheek.

With a soft kiss he said, "You look absolutely stunning tonight. I want to make you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world - in my eyes you are that girl."

"You are the sweetest man I know, and I wouldn't want this moment to be with anyone else, baby"

His soft kisses enveloping my neck, up and down, reaching across my cheek and back to my lips again. His kisses so expertly placed I was at his mercy. Feeling his hand lie across my stomach and gently caress my body sent shivers up my spine. A gentle grab here and there as he explored me and began to leave a trail of kisses down my chin and onto my neck as my head arched back. I could feel the already intense fire inside of me intensify into a wildfire, fueled by the winds of desire and longing - longing for him inside of me, for him to make me into a woman.

His hand reached the edge of my breast with perfect precision, gently cupping it in his hand as his lips reached the other side of it. Oh how I yearned for his lips against them. As his hand gently massaged up and across me he followed the seam of my dress. Gently lifting it from my skin as he lowered it down my shoulders - preparing to expose them and lay his perfect eyes on them for the first time. But not yet - the strap of my dress was now midway down my arm and he moved to the other side - his fingertips running across me, gently across my firm and sensitive nipples. And again he lowered the strap of my dress, loosening it across my bosom and preparing himself to see my chest nearly exposed for him.

Bringing down my dress with his teeth, grabbing a hold of the fabric and expertly pulling it across my chest so he exposed my supple breasts held in place only by my bra - he stopped. As if to admire to new beauty which graced his eyes he smiled softly at me, locking onto my eyes and telling me, "They are even more perfect than I could have imagined baby." And with those tender words he brought his head back down right in between them and planted a soft kiss into them. This first man to ever see or touch that part of me - and I would always cherish the feeling.

Working out from there his lips found the seam of my bra and he caressed my almost bare bosom with his tongue. His hands finding my nipples and running across them, feeling their remarkable firmness. So firm it made them ache and long for his lips around them. As my back arched and pushed my chest closer towards him I felt a hand reach behind me, running along the strap of my bra - and then it was loose. His hand reaching up towards my shoulders and lowering the straps down - gravity was all that held the soft lace across my chest now. They were all for him, whenever he was ready for them.

His large hands ever so gently reaching across to feel the loosened lace covering my breasts - sending sparks through the air as the lace grabbed at my nipples and a soft moan escaped my lips. My hands finding his head and grabbing at his soft brown hair. Expert hands tugging gently at the straps to my bra and releasing it from my shoulders before lifting it off and finally exposing them in all their glory. We were both blushing by now. It surprised me to see him blushing but it just made me want him even more. Looking up into my eyes his head lowered and planted a soft kiss in the middle of my chest as his hand run along the side of my breast. Gently cupping it with a small squeeze, his hands ran up the side and his fingertips left goosebumps in their wake. A trail of kisses ran in along the rise in my skin and I longed for the moment when his lips met my nipple. A moment he kept me waiting for as he stopped just shy of the skin that began my aching nipple - and his lips traced a new path. Moving away and towards the valley in my chest, gently climbing the mountain on the other side. His fingernails climbing across and exploring the valley his lips had just graced - this new feeling was incredible and made my body grow warm with desire.

The way he caressed my skin was sublime, making my body beg for him. My body was a gift to him that he slowly unwrapped. I loved the way he took his time. I was getting lost in the moment and just closed my eyes and fell into the sensations coursing through my body. I could feel a dampness growing between my legs. I had touched myself a few times before but had never felt anything like this. Was this was true arousal felt like? And as my mind wondered of what I was feeling I felt a warm tongue circle my nipple and a deep moan now escaped my lips. The warm touch against my already firm nipple caused it to perk up even more - the ache within it was satisfied, replaced by a new feeling of desire burning its way through me.

His tongue expertly caressing my nipple, encircling it lightly sucking on it and causing it to grow even more firm and sensitive than they ever had before. His free hand gently massaging the other breast and teasing right on the edge of its nipple - preparing that side as well for his mouth. His lips kissed down and off of my nipple, caressing the crease of skin underneath my breast where they met my torso. I had never thought that spot could feel so erotic and arousing to have touched but he had that way about him I was starting to learn. Working across from one side to the next I felt my dry nipple now moisten with his saliva as his tongue lightly flicked at and bring it to full attention.

I'm not sure how long he spent toying with my breasts; it could have been five minutes or five hours. I got so lost in the sensations time just ceased having a meaning. The next thing I noticed was his hand running down my dress and brushing up against my inner thighs - sending a jolt of electricity through me and causing a throbbing sensation deep inside of me. As his hand moved back up my dress came with it and he exposed my white lace and smooth skin of my stomach. I knew he could see my lips if he looked down now and I blushed slightly - knowing no one had even seen these parts in a sexual manner before.

With his fingers still gently massaging my breasts, moving from one to the other and from skin to nipple his mouth blazed a new trail down my chest and zigzagging back and forth across my stomach. He stopped at my bellybutton and gave it a tender kiss, his tongue stretching slightly into it. It was a strangely erotic touch; I had never expected to feel such pleasure from be my bellybutton, of all places. And again, moving down my body he stopped at the hem of my panties, hid tongue gently sliding across them as his hands caressed my sides and came to a stop on my hips, his thumbs latching into the edge of my panties. As he lowered his head again I could feel a blast of hot air surround my lips and engulf me in desire, instinctively I moaned and my legs parted slightly for him.

He didn't take off my panties just yet; rather his hands ran across their edge and trailed onto my inner thighs with a feather light touch. My moans deepening and the ever growing dampness between my legs becoming more and more noticeable. I wondered if I was leaving a wet spot on my panties. I wondered if that would turn him on. As he massaged my thighs inside and out I slowly opened up more and more for his hands - but what I really wanted was his lips. Pressed against mine in a beautiful embrace - one that would leave me feeling like a new woman.

As his glance moved from between my legs and up to my eyes he asked, "Are you ready to feel my tongue running through you my beautiful lady?"

"Yes baby, I'm more ready for you than anything in my life," I replied - with a moan pouring forth through me as his hand brushed against my lips through the soft lace.

As his hands massaged my thighs they worked slowly inward. Gently pressing against my lips through the lace that kept our bodies apart - for now. A feeling of fire ran from his hands and into my aching lips - they begged for him, they needed him. His face leaning forward and letting a hot blast of air from his mouth surround me, sending moans through the air and filling the room. His hands finding the hem of my panties just beneath my stomach and gently lifting up as they slide to my hips. With a gentle tug they began to slide down.

"Wow babe, your body is just beautiful - stunning, really. You look incredibly turned on right now and I can see your wetness starting to drip out of you," he said to me almost with disbelief in his voice at how turned on he had gotten me. I knew I was hot for him, but to hear it from his mouth made me even hotter. As he pulled my panties down further I could feel a string of my own juices fall upon my thighs.

Looking down into his eyes once more, all I could do was smile back at him. Blushing, but not in any way embarrassed. I felt just as comfortable being naked around him as I did when I was alone. It was a remarkable feeling to connect with someone like this. Feeling another breath of hot air caress my lips as he moved in closer I shuddered and felt goosebumps rise up across my body as my legs spread for him and I felt an arm wrap around my leg. His hand now running across my bare mound, exploring the smooth skin and running through the small patch of my hair in the middle. And then another hand on my inner thigh, gently lifting up and spreading me open more. I could feel my lips part ways for him as he looked down with wonder and love in his eyes. And then I felt it, his warm tongue run across me - right through the valley where my lips and thighs meet. Instantly I felt a warmth rush through me as a drawn out moan escaped my lips. My head rolled back and I was at his mercy, laid back with my eyes closed to soak in these new feelings.

Caressing my soft folds, his tongue explored up and down, then to the other side. All the while his hands exploring my mound, reaching up to my stomach, reaching towards my soft, supple breasts. I could feel a throbbing sensation deep behind my lips start to intensify and my body begged for his tongue to move in closer. Ever so slowly he did, sending waves of fire coursing through me as his tongue finally met my lips. My moans grew in speed and intensified as he explored every inch of me. I felt a hand reach down back towards that little patch of hair and gently pull back, making me feel exposed as my clit felt the hot breath from his mouth. And with that breath I let out a loud gasp as I felt his tongue come across my clit. The few times I had touched myself I strayed away from it because it got too sensitive - but this felt perfect. The static electricity coursing through me heightened my senses and I could feel every nerve in my body working on overload. The way his tongue gently ran circles around me sent waves of pleasure racking through my body. I felt a tightness fill me - something new, but pleasant. I wanted to ride this feeling forever with him. Is this was an orgasm feels like?




There's a First Time for Everything



As he continued his exploration, I felt a hand again on my inner thigh, massaging and working inward. Instinctively almost, my legs spread even more. I wanted to give him full access to my body; I wanted to feel everything he had for me. His hands slowly working in until they reached my lips and I could feel him spread me open slightly as his tongue dipped down into my filled honeypot and he brought some of my juices back up to run them over my clit. A single finger gently parting my lips and finding the entrance to my body - not entering it but simply dancing around the outside. This new sensation was amazing and I could feel something new building deep inside of me. I wasn't sure what was happening but it felt too good to question. My entire body began to tingle, like electricity ran through it. I could only sink further into the feeling - his finger gently parting my lips and dancing around me as his tongue worked circles around my clit. A few times his mouth surrounded and took it in with a gentle suck. I couldn't help but let a deep moan out when he did that. Another hand ran up my side again back towards my breasts, again aching and longing for his touch. It's like he knew exactly what I needed at every moment. His fingers rolling my nipple between them sent even more shivers up my spine and my entire body was overflowing with this new tingling sensation and I sunk further into him.

I couldn't relax anymore, his touch was beginning to overpower me and I felt myself tensing up. A few times I felt myself contract, trying to grab at his finger - begging for it inside of me. He must have known this too because he gently began to go ever so slightly deeper. As he pushed further in, I could feel the hot, sweet nectar of our love dribbling out and running down onto my butt. It was an interesting feeling but I liked it a lot, it made me feel even hotter knowing how turned on he had gotten me. My entire body tensing up around his finger, now no more than an inch inside of me but it felt like nothing I had ever experienced. I needed more of him and my hips began to sway slightly into his finger - his lips coming down and bringing my swollen clit into his mouth. My body couldn't take anymore. I let out a loud moan as my whole body shook - I felt like I was on the edge of something huge. I wasn't sure what was happening. It was like slowly floating down a stream backwards towards a huge waterfall. You can feel the stream going more turbulent and intense but you have no idea when you'll drop down the falls and back into the clear waters of his loving. Everything began to fade away except the fire running through my body - it was the only thing my mind could focus on and then that too was gone. I was engulfed in a torrent of emotion and sensation as my entire body quickly tensed up. My back arching high, my toes curling forward, my legs grabbing his head and pulling him in closer and most perfectly the way my lips just grabbed a hold of his finger as he slipped in a little deeper. I wanted to scream but I couldn't - my mouth opened but no sound would come out. My entire body shook and coursed with energy, I felt the wetness pouring out from deep inside of me. I felt the biggest rush of my life as, for only a moment; my body relaxed and then tensed back up again. Repeatedly tensing and relaxing, I don't even know how many times but each time I felt a little more relieved and relaxed. Slowly the spasms and shaking through my body calmed in intensity to a light shiver and I found myself laughing uncontrollably, every touch of his was tickling me. Every bit of tension in my body was gone and I had never felt so relaxed and comfortable in my life. I knew without question now that I had just had my first orgasm.

He must have known. He must have seen it in my eyes that I couldn't take anymore right now. His finger gently withdrawing from my soaking wet core and gently running across my lips as his body came up to meet mine. He looked at me with the most beautiful, love-struck smile I've ever seen on his face and I just needed his body on mine right now. With weak, still shaking arms I grabbed him and pulled him close. His lips reaching mine and a deep and passionate kiss being born between them. Back and forth we went, kissing and touching. His hands slowly beginning to explore my curves once again as he danced around my lips until the fire began burning inside of me again. Somehow he knew again I was ready for him. He helped me sit up and ever so sweetly pulled my dress off and began to undress himself. Seeing his naked body next to mine was one of the most beautiful things I've laid my eyes on. He looked absolutely perfect and I wondered how he had concealed his hard rod so long without me noticing. For a moment I was almost scared, how was it going to fit into me? Was it going to hurt? No, I trusted him and knew he wouldn't knowingly hurt me. He laid back down next to me and for the first time, our naked bodies were brought together. I felt shivers run through me as my nipples hardened once more, raising themselves high and begging for his touch. I felt his member growing even more, pressing against my thigh and I reached down - eager to feel and wrap my hand around it. This skin felt exceptionally smooth - his hands were firm and hardened by years of work but the skin of his penis was soft, smooth and surprisingly wet to the touch. I looked down at it and saw a clear stream of fluid running across the head and down the shaft. The sight of him so turned on was unbearable for me and I wanted to feel him inside of me.

"I need you inside of me. I'm ready for you," i whispered into his ear with a soft kiss as he began to move up on top of me. His lips leaving a small kiss on my forehead as he readied himself to take my virginity.

"It may be a little painful at first, but I promise you will feel good soon enough, this is all for you tonight and I hope you enjoy yourself"

His head bowed down as he positioned himself over me, spreading my legs and placing himself between them. I felt his big, warm head rest against my clit and I let out a soft moan. I could feel the precum that covered his head rubbing off onto my clit and it felt almost as good as when his fingers rubbed against me. Slowly at first he rubbed himself up and down, mixing our juices together as I mentally readied myself for what was about to happen. Ever so gently he pointed himself down, and straight into my body. In much the same way as he danced around my hole with his finger, he did so with his head. Only this time I could tell it was much bigger than his already big finger. I moaned and enjoyed the subtle stretch he brought to my lips without even entering me. I loved this, the more relaxed and used to his size I get, the less it should hurt, right?

His free hand reached back up and began to massage my clit again; it felt even better now than it did before. I must be getting more sensitive as we go on and felt the grasp of another orgasm not far away. As my hips began to sway towards him once more I let out moan after moan. If it feels this good now and he hasn't even entered me yet, what am I really in for? His big head rubbing around and around my soaking hot hole, I could almost feel myself stretching in anticipation of what was about to come. My mind still unsure of what to expect but my body needed him inside of me. I could feel my hips rocking against him, rubbing the entire length of my wet lips across him as we moaned in unison. That moan sent a huge rush of emotion through me for him. I felt one with him, he knew my body and I knew his. We were in this together, for the benefit of the other. And I wanted to please him like he pleased me. I wanted to feel him erupt all over my body and cover me in his hot seed.

He looked back into my eyes and warned me, "I'm going to slowly push into you - let me know if you want me to stop."

All I could get out was a soft moan as a look of longing filled my eyes as I stared back at his perfect face. I could feel a stretch inside of me and a pressure I had never felt before. His hard shaft was centered directly over my wet hole and he pushed in so slowly I almost didn't even notice the increasing pressure inside of me. I felt small twinge of pain that quickly turned to pleasure as my body opened up to bring him in to its warm embrace. He couldn't have been in any more than just his head but I already felt like I was stretched to the max. A new sensation filled my body and I moaned, reaching up and running my hand down his chest before grabbing a hold of his hand and squeezing firmly onto him. He pushed inside of me just a little bit more, this time the pain almost wasn't there but this feeling would take some getting used to. And with that small push, he slowly withdrew himself - pausing for a moment before pushing back in. This next thrust was just barely deeper than the one before. He was slowly working his way inside of me and it felt like pure bliss, like nothing I had ever dreamt of. I laid back, closing my eyes and gently gripping his hand as he worked my body into womanhood. So slowly I just got lost in the feeling until at one moment his thrusting stopped and I could feel his skin pushed up against my lips. I was full with his hard manhood, I felt whole and full. This feeling was meant to be, your body was meant for mine and I looked up at you and smiled.

Slowly now, you began thrusting again. There was no pain, only waves of pleasure pushing through me, radiating through your shaft and into my body. My nipples firmed up as a faint layer of sweat began to envelope my body. Your thrusting into me picking up speed slowly over time as you made me feel complete. I looked up at you and could see the love in your eyes as a sweat began to form on your brow. I reach my arms up and pulled you down on top of me. I needed your lips against mine, I needed to hold you up against me, and I needed to feel your love surround me as it filled me. Your chest pressed against mine and I could feel our sweat combine. Your weight pushing down on me as your shaft penetrated deep into me and I began to fill with that beautiful tingling sensation that let me know another orgasm was coming near. My arms reached around his back, pulling him down onto me. His hands coming up on the sides of my head and pushing the now dampening hair out of my face as he bent into me and we kissed. Kissing each other like it was our first kiss all over again, exploring each other's mouths. His tongue entering my mouth and so expertly running across my teeth as I cried out for him. His thrusting growing quicker as he cried out for me. Our bodies entangled together in a beautiful mess of loving.

My body trembling beneath him I felt like I needed to release some great huge waterfall from deep inside of me. My first orgasm had felt nothing like this and I wasn't sure what was happening. It almost felt like I had to pee, but I knew that wasn't it. My body tensing and trembling, it felt like the world was coming to a stop and time no longer carried any meaning. I wanted to ride this feeling forever. His rock hard shaft pounding into me as our juices combined running out of me. Running down my body and filling what felt like a growing wet spot beneath us. He looked deeply into my eyes and said to me, "I want to feel you come around me. I want you to come with me babe"

His words were nearly enough to send me over the edge and with a kiss I replied back, "You're going to make me come again, just keep going. I need you to fill me with you. Come inside of me"

As we locked our eyes and lips together I could feel my body tensing up again. I could feel his throbbing head prodding deep inside of me as his groin rubbed against my swollen clit. I could feel myself getting lost inside of the way he loved my body. My arms wrapping around his back and pulling him tightly against me. I couldn't let go now even if I wanted to - he felt so perfect inside of me and I never wanted him to leave my body. A rush of heat coursing through me and I could feel my vision grow dim as all the blood rushed from my head and into my swollen lips and they began to grab at his manhood. I fell lost into the sensation, him filling my insides as my entire body convulsed and shivered in his arms. For the first time, I felt weakness in his arms and suddenly a load grunt filled the room and combined with my moans - then turning into a scream as I felt him tense up. His entire shaft growing harder than I had ever felt. He stopped and held himself in me as my lips grabbed again at him and I suddenly felt even fuller. His burning hot seed shooting deep inside of me, filling the most primal urge I had ever felt. And then again, I convulsed and felt him shoot deep into me. Suddenly he began thrusting into me, filling me more and more with each convulsion of my body. Sweat dripped off his body and onto mine, combining to make the sweetest smell ever to fill my nostrils. I opened my eyes and just at that moment I caught his eyes open and lock onto mine. A deep, passionate kiss filled the space between us and I felt truly loved and content in his arms. His thrusting slowed to a stop and I could feel him growing soft inside of me - our juices slowly drizzling out between us. The feeling was unreal.

He lay there on top of me for a while as we stared into each other's eyes, shared more kisses and he played with my hair. Finally, both of us spent he rolled over next to me and cradled me in his arms. I had never felt so safe and secure before and knew I wanted him next to me every night now - I could stay in his arms forever. The once hot sweat that covered us began to cool and dry our bodies, bringing us down from the high we shared minutes before. We were so spent and drained of energy neither could get up to go put any clothes on or clean ourselves up. But I liked that. I wanted to feel our sex covered bodies together. I wanted to revel in this moment for as long as I could - I would certainly never forget it. I rolled over onto my side and he pulled himself against me. I could feel his own wetness still draining from him as his legs pressed up against mine - and I could feel our juices still slowly running out from between my lips and across my leg and back onto his. His hands reaching up and pulling the hair back from my ear.

In a voice more sure of itself than anything I had heard before he said, "I love you, thank you for sharing this beautiful night with me, Goodnight baby"

"I love you too baby. I've got one question though."

"Mmm?" A half asleep voice answered back as I felt one of the softest kisses I've known touch the skin upon my back

"Where did all these rose petals and candles come from?" But I knew he was already asleep, and I'd never get an answer from him. He worked in mysterious ways. He was always a bit of a mystery to me but that's part of why I love him so. Some questions aren't meant to be answered. I knew a perfect night of sleep awaited to end a perfect day with the perfect man for me. I couldn't wait to see what tomorrow brought for us; the house would be all ours for another couple days. And with that final thought running through my head, I was asleep. The man of my dreams next to me.



There's a First Time for Everything



Years and years ago, my wife's younger sister, who was about 19 back then, was going out with a friend of mine from Gatineau. 

He had somehow talked her into auditioning at one of those "amateur nights" the old Club 77 used to have occasionally, back when that sort of thing was allowed. 

Well... she landed a part-time thing there and danced, in secret, from the rest of her family every Thursday and Friday night, all summer long until she went back to college in the fall. 

Being buddies with her boyfriend, I knew all about this of course, and would go watch her whenever I could... either with or without him, since we both worked at the C-I-P but usually on different shifts. 

Anyways, one night her normally nice tame brother had a face full of whiskey, and his gorgeous little sister-in-law was sitting WAY too close to him... all dressed up in her short, sexy baby dolls, nylons and 5 inch pumps. We were family... friends... and she was just chatting away. 

Well, I'm not sure she was fully aware of just how hot I was for her that summer. I had seen her up on stage about a dozen times by now, and I was absolutely panting for her. 

Long story short, I just up and ask her straight out. Dance for me, Angela. Champagne room. Please. A bit embarrassed, but so horny I just didn't care at that point. 

She looked at me as if I'm fucking nuts. Are you fucking crazy? What about my sister? You're married to my sister, or don't you remember? What about my boyfriend? Your good old huntin' buddy? Known him for years! How about that? How about all that? 

I felt like a total asshole, and looked down at the tabletop, sheepish, unsure of what to say. 

I had nothing. Crossed the line, for sure. 

We sat there for a few seconds I guess... felt like a fucking hour... and then she stood up. 

I stood up too, thinking that was it... she was leaving in disgust. 

She just glared at me... you could tell she was angry and her eyes were flashing... just boring big fucking holes right through me. 

Standing there and shaking her head slowly from side-to-side, as if she still could not believe what her pig brother had just suggested. Me shuffling around like a goddamn fool, a pack of nerves now, and hating myself completely for being so goddamn stupid. 

She closed her eyes, and her expression slowly relaxed. When she finally did look at me again, though... I fancied a look of disdain... or at the very least, of mild contempt. 

And then, all at once, she seemed to reconsider. She cocked her head to one side, rolled her eyes back with sheer, theatrical exaggeration and crooked her little finger at me. 

To my complete and utter amazement, she proceeded to lead the way back to the rear of the club, back to where all those dirty little cubby holes lay waiting. 

They smelled of old beer and cigarettes... dried semen and old, stale perfume. I took my place on a cold hardwood chair that passed for accommodation back there, and was relieved to see that some semblance of composure and that magnificent smile had once again reclaimed her beautiful face. She seemed a little more normal now, I thought, and not really that pissed at me. 

Oh, alcohol. If only I had known. The downfall of so many. 

Suddenly remembering, just in time, I pulled a brand-new fifty from my wallet and slipped it under a dirty chipped ashtray. 

We all know those tippy, small round benches, and as she mounted hers, she seemed to trip and landed almost on top of me. She reached out quickly to catch herself, and laughed out loud as her hand 'accidentally' grabbed the swollen prick that was now bulging between my legs. She giggled again, knelt down and simply said "Oops" , running her hot smoldering lips across my face... all soft, sexy kisses... then tracing her tongue along my cheek and up to my ear. 

Just the sight of the whore-red lipstick she wore on those moist pouting lips blew me away... right into the fucking stratosphere. She's only nineteen! I flushed with lust, my penis stiff and starting to pulse lewdly along with my heartbeat. She was so fucking close I could smell the perfume she had chosen to wear that night. Obsession I thought... yeah, that's it, Calvin Klein wasn't it? ...ohhhh yeah... just fucking intoxicating when it's worn thick and heavy like she has it on now. Fucking slutty, really. Almost like a fucking drug, truth be told ... like all the other peelers who wore it... pretty fancy for... ( fuck!) a strip club... where I got... (FUCK!!) 

... christ almighty. 

( I had bought it for her last Christmas! I had drawn her name that year! She was wearing it! ) 

She put her mouth right up next to mine, her perfumed hair now all in my face, suffocating me with her feral, erotic scent... and then, in that smoky sweet little babydoll voice... the unmistakable voice of my wife's younger sister... her words literally melted into me. 

Why has it taken you so long to finally ask me to dance for you? Don't you realize I know what you've wanted to do to me for these past few years? That you want to fuck me? Like you fuck my sister? 

I couldn't breathe. Couldn't even move I was so fucking stunned. She went on... telling me how she used to listen to me and her sister fuck late at night at her parents house, when everyone else was asleep. That she used to masturbate to the creaking bedsprings across from her room, imagining what it would be like to just walk in and trade places with her sister. What it might be like to lie underneath me, in her place... what my prick would feel like pounding into her. 

As she told me this, my now-throbbing bonepipe began to seep pre-cum, so much that it ran down the side of my leg and soaked into my underwear. The stiff cock meat suddenly engorged with what felt like a gallon of white-hot fucking lava... all burning and bunched up and crammed in with my sore, cum-swollen balls... all of this stuffed inside jeans that were now WAY too fucking tight to even move. 

She disengaged, stood up and slowly peeled off her babydolls. She stood in front of me so naturally beautiful that it took my breath away. Her body was absolutely flawless, perfect like only a nineteen year old body can be, and only a brief moment of self-consciousness flashed across her face before it glazed over completely with lust as the AC/DC started to thunder out of those ancient old Cerwin-Vegas. 

And there... finally... my sweet young sister spread her legs for me like an erotic angel... straddled my thighs with those long sun-kissed legs and wrapped her sleek silky arms around my neck... and started to dance for me. 

Oh yes... she danced for me. 

In all her glory... her smooth tight body, clean and bronzed with the summer sun, brazenly spread open and offered up to her brother for his personal pleasure... as his personal whore. 

Her tiny rock hard nipples were stiff and slutty, perched up high on those firm jutting tits. 

I couldn't keep my hands off her, even though she was infuriating me with being so goddamned professional about it all. 

Making me obey all the house rules, allowing me to touch and taste, but never below the waist. 

I couldn't take it anymore, and I begged her to kiss me, to rub her tits against me... my prick ... something...anything! And yes! 

Yes, I spilled my guts to her... Yes, I had the hots for her and yes, for years I had masturbated thinking about her. Yes, I had spilled my seed for her so many fucking times I lost track... everywhere... anywhere... in my car after her shows, at home, at her mums house, everywhere ... yes, I jacked off into her panties, and yes fuck it, whatever!! 

And that I wanted her... Right Fucking Now 

She listened to all this with a smoking hot, amused little smile on her face... then told me, Sorry, we just couldn't do anything more... there were rules after all. 

She might lose her job, and what about college, etc, etc. All the while she's grinding that hot little stair-mastered tush across my aching prick, and letting me suck her firm delicious tits. 

All of a sudden, she leans in close and say's there is one thing that clients are sometimes allowed to do... but only if they're good clients, and they promise to behave. 

That she sometimes lets them to do it... if she finds them attractive enough. 

And not like it's really breaking the rules, technically. 

She leans in even closer, and whispers into my ear exactly what I will be allowed to do. 

I am too fucked up to care. 

I am a lot older than her, married, and I know that I really shouldn't be doing this. 

But... really, folks ... at this point in time I'm right there at half-past give-a-shit. 

So I unzip myself in that tiny little booth, and pull my pants down around my knees... yeah, right there, in front of my sweet little sister. 

My prick is harder than it has ever been before and actually hurts when I wrap my hand around it and start jerking off for her... exactly as I have been told to do. 

It dawns on me that the music ended a while ago, or so I remember... but can't exactly say when, either. Where did the time go? What's wrong with me? 

She looks down at me, her eyes flashing again... this time she is haughty and aloof. Imperious. 

And she has become my Empress. 

Another thought, hard and solid. 

She owns me now. She knows it. 

I whimper as I realize this, and can hear my balls slap obscenely against the wooden seat... 

The lewd, coarse cadence now an audible, rhythmic affirmation of her complete and utter control over me. They are swollen and heavy with cream, they hurt as they hit the seat, but I don't care. Semen is flowing freely now ... a steady stream running out from the inflamed, angry slit... drooling uncontrollably over my thirty year old, work-hardened hand. 

The entire scene has become indecent, almost offensive... but I continue to jerk off for her. 

I am beyond care. Brutish, primitive growling, and my hips begin to pump to an ancient prehistoric rhythm. I am coarse now, and vulgar. I'm going to cum. 

( For her ) 

She smiles down at me, and slowly runs one of her high heels up the length of my cock. 

( I gush ) 

I gush like a barnyard animal, thick liquid ropes of semen jet from my prick. 

She reaches down and places her hand on top of mine... guiding me... helping me jerk off as if I were some pimple-faced teenager getting his first hand job. 

I am absolutely enraged by this, almost choking with fury... but unable to do anything but pump my hips obediently, in time with her strokes. 

I squirt shamelessly, and I empty everything I have left out and into her hand... all over her legs. 

I collapse, almost losing consciousness, but she is not done with me. 

She slowly milks me then... and it takes her a minute or so to pump the very last drops of essence from me, leaving the center of my aching, hollow body completely empty. She has drained me completely. 

Bad boy, she scolds me tenderly, Look at the mess you've made... all over my nylons. 

She slides her hands along those honey-kissed stockings ... coating them completely with my seed. 

I watch as my gorgeous little sister coats her long, suntanned legs with sperm. 

She places her mouth over mine and bathes my tongue with hers. 

I am suddenly French kissing my beautiful sister. Our first time ... ever. Angela. 

She breaks the kiss and whispers to me softly. That was absolutely awesome... and we can do it again whenever you want. 

She gets down from her bench, picks up the cash and struts away, never looking back. 

I feel filthy, dirty and absolutely degraded. 

I fucking love it. 

Ottawa, August 2015