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Summer Vacation Ch. 01

By: D.C. Roi



"Your father got the grant he applied for, the one to do the study of Kodiak bears this summer," Tommy Jackson's mother announced at breakfast one morning late in May.

"That's neat, Mom," the young man said as he spooned sugar on his raisin bran.

"It means we're going to Alaska and will be living in the wilderness all summer while your father does his study," his mother said. She frowned when her son put a second spoonful of sugar on his cereal. "You know, Tommy, too much sugar isn't good for you."

"Aw Mom!" Tommy retorted. Like any teenager, he was embarrassed when his mother acted like a mother. Then what she'd said about living in Alaska hit him. "Alaska! Mom! I can't go to Alaska! Jeez! I just got that job at the Inn! And what about my friends...and my karate lessons?"

"Your father and I discussed that," his mother said. "We'd love to have you go to Alaska with us, but we thought you might not want to do that. Your father can't afford to turn down this opportunity. He's been trying to get the Kodiak bear study grant approved for three years."

"You mean it would be OK if I don't go?" Tommy asked, feeling excited. The prospect of being on his own for the whole summer was thrilling. His parents wouldn't be home. If he got lucky and finally scored with a chick, he'd have a place to bring her. That would be far-out! Then he saw the stern look on his mother's face.

"We wanted to be sure you'd be looked after and fed," she said. "So we asked Karen if she'd look after you. She said she'd be happy to have you stay with her for the summer."

"Aunt Karen?" Tommy said. His heart sank. His mother's adopted sister was a nice lady, and he loved her, but she was real religious. Staying at her house wouldn't be any fun. She'd probably be trying to get him to pray all the time and he'd have to go to church every Sunday. She'd probably want him to come in early Saturday nights, too.

On top of that, his cousin Kim, who was only a few years older than he was, would be home from college. He and his cousin got along OK, but ever since she'd started college she'd been acting real snotty and treated him like he was still a kid. On the other hand, Kim was a very good-looking young woman. Even though she was his cousin, Tommy had entertained sexual fantasies about her more than once.

"Maybe it will be good for you to stay with Aunt Karen," his mother continued. "You'll find out things at home aren't as bad as you think they are."

"Hell," Tommy thought, discouraged, "compared to living with Aunt Karen, nothing's that bad." "I don't think living at home is that bad," he replied. "How long will you guys be gone?"

"We're leaving at the end of this month," his mother said. "And we won't be back until the end of August, just in time for school."

Tommy wasn't thrilled about living with his Aunt Karen for the summer, but it sure was better than spending three months in the wilds of Alaska where the only females in miles would be large and small four-legged furry creatures.

"Your father and I thought you might decide not to go along," his mother said, "so I've already started packing some of your things."

"How come I can't just stay here?" Tommy asked.

"We've arranged a house swap," his mother explained. "A professor from Alaska happened to be teaching some summer courses at the university. He and his wife will be living here while we're gone. It's one way of cutting down on our expenses."

"Oh," Tommy said. His fantasy of having a place to bring girls was dashed. He wasn't going to have the chance to sneak into the empty house while his parents were gone. He finished his breakfast, kissed his mother, then he headed for school.

The young man was about to start his senior year in high school. After graduation he would be off to college.

Tommy's fondest wish was to lose his virginity this summer. He had gotten a part-time job as a bus-boy at a local restaurant. Though he'd had other job offers, he picked the restaurant job because it left his days free to hang around, and the restaurant closed at nine, so he'd have most of his evenings free, too. Meanwhile, there were still a few weeks until summer vacation began and he had finals and the festivities that accompanied the end of the school year to get through.

Tommy liked school and was a good student. That pleased his teachers and his parents, but didn't do much to make him very popular. Although he was good at his studies, he didn't have a lot of interest in sports, with the exception of the martial arts. He was extremely proficient in karate, tae kwon do, and several of the other martial arts, mainly because of his ability to concentrate and willingness to submit to the necessary discipline. All of his training had taken place in a small dojo in a neighboring town, so none of his friends had any idea he knew anything about martial arts.

Tommy made it a point to not let anyone know of his martial arts ability and even had to absorb harassment from school bullies on more than one occasion. His mother, a bit of a pacifist, constantly implored him not to fight. He loved his mother and was faithful to her wishes, although at times his self-control was sorely tested when some of the bigger guys in school hassled him.

His studiousness and unwillingness to fight resulted in his being regarded as a "nerd" or "geek" in school. It also had a negative impact on the number of girls willing to go out with him. The result was that while his sexual feelings waxed, his opportunities waned. Maybe, with his folks out of town he could change that! He adamantly wished to begin his senior year in high school no longer a virgin.

After school, Tommy went to the restaurant where he worked. When he walked into the dining room, his breath caught in his throat. The woman standing there, wearing a white blouse, snug black slacks, and frilly apron the inn's waitresses wore was, he thought, one of the loveliest women he'd ever seen! She had reddish blonde hair, a trim figure, and looked a little like Reba McEntire, the country singer. Only he thought she was lots prettier than Reba McEntire.

Mr. Dreisbach, the owner of the Four Corners Inn, smiled at Tommy and gestured to him. "Tommy, come over, meet our new waitress. Tina, this is Tommy, he's going to be your busboy tonight. Tommy, this is Tina. She's going to be working here. Amanda had to leave. Her mother's ill."

"Hi, Tommy," the woman said and smiled at him. She offered him a small, nicely formed hand.

Tommy took her hand and they shook. She had a wonderful voice! Actually, she didn't look much older than him. Maybe only a couple of years. "Ah...hi," he said, noticing that his voice cracked a little and his face felt hot.

"Tommy's done very well so far," Mr. Dreisbach teased. "He's been working here two weeks, now, and he's only broken a few dishes."

"Aw, Mr. Dreisbach," Tommy said. He knew his employer liked him and he liked the hotel owner. He adored Mrs. Dreisbach, the owner's wife, who did most of the cooking. She made genuine German dishes, things Tommy had never eaten before, but loved once he tasted them.

Some customers came in, and Mr. Dreisbach and Tina went over to seat them and take their orders. As Tina walked away from him, Tommy observed that she had an incredible ass. As his sexuality blossomed, he realized he was an ass man, and Tina's was the best he'd ever seen.

The night wasn't terribly busy, but enough so it went quickly. Soon it was time to close up. Tommy set up all the tables for the next day, and Tina helped him. They chatted amiably. Tina seemed to be a nice person.

"You live near here?" she asked as they filled salt and pepper shakers.

"Ah...about a block or two over toward Main Street," he replied, spilling a little salt on the tablecloth.

"I just moved to town a couple of weeks ago," she said. "My son and I have an apartment over on sixteenth."

Her son! She couldn't be old enough to have children! Tommy was flabbergasted. Maybe she was older than he thought. "You...you're married?" he said.

"Divorced," Tina replied. "Billy, that's my little boy, he's five."

"You don't look old enough to have a five-year-old son," Tommy said.

Tina flashed him a smile that almost made his heart stop. "You're sweet," she said.

Then they were finished. They walked out together. Tommy wanted desperately to offer to walk Tina home, but didn't have the nerve. Her house was in the opposite direction of his, anyhow. "Well, ah, I'll see you tomorrow," he said as they stood on the porch of the Inn.

"Sure will," Tina said. "I think I'm going to like working here. This seems like a really nice place."

"It is," Tommy said. "The Dreisbachs are great people."

"Well," Tina started down the steps. "See you tomorrow."

"Ah...yeah." Tommy went, too, and headed toward his house. Every so often, he stopped and turned, watching Tina as she walked away from him. When she turned the corner and was out of sight, he felt a little lonely.

"I wonder how old she is?" he mused as he continued his walk home. "If she got married when she was sixteen, and had her son right away, that means she might only be twenty-one." Tommy was eighteen, so their three-year age difference didn't seem all that bad. The fact that he couldn't get a date with girls his age didn't cross his mind.

"How was work?" his mother asked when he walked into the house.

"Not bad," he replied, getting a soda out of the refrigerator. "They got a new waitress. She's real nice. She's divorced and has a five-year old son."

"That's nice," his mother said. "You should start getting your things together tonight. We have to make sure the house is ready for the people who are coming before we leave, you know."

"Yeah, OK, Mom," Tommy said as he headed for his bedroom.

Summer Vacation Ch. 01



My summer vacation after graduation was going to be as exciting as I could possibly make it. My new step dad had asked me and my stepbrother to straighten up the garage over the summer, but other than that, we had the days to ourselves. We decided to work on it a couple hours each day instead of killing ourselves and doing it all at once. I was looking forward to spending some time around my new stepbrother...his dad and my mom had only gotten married a few months ago so living with two guys in the house was a big change to adjust to. Especially with an 18 year old stepbrother as gorgeous as Tommy was.

I started sprouting when I was 15 and by 18 I had filled out nicely. I had seen Tommy looking at me and I was pretty sure he thought I looked hot. My hair was a little longer than my shoulders and dark black. I have green eyes that I got from my dad and my breasts had grown nicely in the last year. I was sporting a 34C-25-34 body that I was very proud of and was in great shape from 4 years of field hockey and cheerleading. I had been teasing him a little over the past few weeks...leaving my door open when I changed, coming in to the kitchen after a shower with just a towel, wearing tight belly shirts...trying to get him to notice me and it seemed to be working. I had peeked into his bedroom one night and caught him masturbating. He was stroking himself through the sheets and though I didn't get to see him naked down there, I went back to my room and fingered myself to an orgasm thinking about him.

I walked into the garage that morning, ready to get the days work out of the way. Tommy didn't hear me right away when I came through the doorway from the house, so I asked what we were supposed to get done today. He kind of jumped and threw something into an open box at his feet and turned bright red. 

"We can start stacking these boxes against the wall, I guess," he said. I could tell by the way he was acting that I caught him in the middle of something.

"Sure, OK," I said. I tilted my chin at the box at his feet. "So what's in that one?" I asked. 

Tommy looked down at the box and his face got even redder. "Just some of my dad's old stuff," he said. 

"Can I take a look?" I asked. I started reaching for the box and Tommy bent down and pulled it away.

"It's nothing you'd be interested in. It just kind of fell open when I tried to move it and I was putting the stuff back, that's all." I could tell he was very nervous about me seeing what was in the box.

"Oh, OK. No big deal. So where should we stack them then?" I asked. Tommy turned away to point to the back wall of the garage and I reached down and pulled the box towards me and opened the top.

At the top of the box was a huge stack of porn magazines. I could see a couple of Hustlers and Penthouse magazines in there, but there were also a lot of hardcore magazines, mostly one called Puritan, which was what Tommy had been looking at when I surprised him. The girl on the cover was naked on her knees with a guy standing over her naked. She was holding the tip of his cock in her teeth and smiling for the camera. There was another guy behind her and from the camera angle you could see most of his cock buried deep in her pussy.

"WOW," I said and bent down to grab the magazine. I held it up and looked at the cover for a long time. I glanced up at Tommy who looked like he was bout to die. "How many of these are in here?" I asked.

"I don't know," he said. "I just found them this morning. That one was on top. I didn't look through the rest yet." He was nervous and licked his lips. "What are you going to do?"

I bit on my lip and looked some more at the cover. The girl was really beautiful and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. I looked back up at Tommy. "I think we should see how much more of this is in there."

Tommy 's eyes got wide, but he bent over the box and began removing the contents. We decided to stack them up by title to see how much and what kind of stuff was in there. Once we pulled all the magazines out, we counted the piles. There were 7 Hustlers, 2 Playboys, 2 Penthouses and tons of Puritan magazines that had serious hardcore photography in them. We also found a surprise at the bottom of the box...about 10 video cassettes with no labels on them.

"Holy shit," Tommy said. "I didn't know all this was in here. Dad must have had this stuff for years." He looked back in the box. "What do you thinks on the tapes?" he asked.

"I bet it's more of the same," I said. "Look at some of these magazines though." I picked up another copy of the Puritan magazine and flipped through it. I stopped at a picture of a gorgeous red head bent backwards over the top of a couch with a cock slid deep into her pussy. She was squeezing her tits and looking at the camera while she bit and licked her thumb. In another picture, she was in a 69 position with the guys tongue in her pussy. She had her lips wrapped around the head of his cock. I looked closer and saw that he had a finger in her ass. I bit my lip. "That looks hot," I said.

Tommy looked over my shoulder and he smiled. "She sure looks like she's enjoying it, doesn't she?" he asked. I nodded and couldn't take my eyes of the picture. You could tell by the saliva streaks on his cock that she had taken almost the whole thing in her mouth. I turned the page and here was a picture of him cuming all over her tits. She was smiling while she licked at some of the cum on the top of her tits. Tommy snorted a laugh. "Yeah...definitely say she liked it."

We both sat down and began paging through different magazines. Tommy was wearing a pair of loose sweat pants, but I could still see how hard his cock was getting. When he thought I wasn't looking, he would touch himself and give it a few strokes through his sweat pants. We looked at the magazines most of the day and would show each other pictures that we thought were hot. I could feel my heart beating in my chest and my pussy was throbbing with every beat. My nipples were pushing hard against my t-shirt and I was moving around a lot just to get the sensation of them rubbing against the cotton. He kept remarking how hot the girls looked and how neatly trimmed they were. I could tell he was still nervous...he wouldn't even say the word pussy until I got bold and said how big on of the guys cocks was. He looked at the picture and got a little red. Then he held up a picture he was looking at of a girl sitting in a chair facing the camera with her legs spread wide sucking on a guys dick. "Look how she trims her p-pussy," he said and blushed a little more. He pulled the picture back and looked at it again. I could see his cock twitch in his sweat pants. "God, she's fucking hot."

I looked up at the clock on the wall over his dads work bench. My mom would be home from work in about 20 minutes. I tossed the magazine I was looking at back in the box and started putting the rest of the magazines back. "Mom's going to be home soon. We better try and make it look like we did something today."

"What should we do with the box?" he asked.

I looked around. "Let's put it under the workbench back there so we know where to find it," I said. Tommy grinned and helped me pack things up and then we stacked as many boxes as we could before my mom pulled up in the driveway.

All night long, I could feel Tommy staring at me. I was laying on the floor watching TV and I would roll around and stretch when I knew he was looking. I'd get myself into some of the positions that we had looked at in the magazines all day and when I'd look over at him, he would blush, but also smile, then look away. I'd laugh a little to make him think I was just joking, but I also got a thrill when he had to grab a throw pillow and use it to hide his erection. Before turning in, I decided to take a bath. While I was in the tub, I thought about how much Tommy had liked that girls trimmed pussy in the picture. She was mostly bare with a small patch at the top of her pussy. I picked up the razor that I shave my legs with and went to work. By the time I was done, my pussy looked just like the girls from the picture. I was so wet from the water and my juices and it felt so good to touch it...the skin was so smooth. I rubbed my fingers over my pussy and clit a few more times, liking the feel of it, then crawled out of the tub, dried off and headed for my room.

When I got to my room, I took the towel off and sat on the bed looking at myself in the mirror over my dresser. I started to get in some of the poses that I had seen in the magazines...holding my tits and spreading my legs wide, admiring my newly shaved pussy. I thought I looked pretty hot...as good as some of the girls in the magazines even. I slid my hand under my ass and pushed a finger in my pussy with one hand while I pulled my left tit up and tongued my nipple...it was one of the poses Tommy showed me that he thought looked hot. I heard my mom say goodnight to my dad downstairs and when I glanced over at my room door, I just caught it closing slowly. I knew Tommy had been watching me. 



Summer Vacation Ch. 01



It all started, as these things normally do, with a couple of drinks. 

Well, maybe it was more than a few. And maybe it was more than just drinks. 

I guess I should start at the beginning, as if there were any place else to start. The beginning of the wildest, most surprising summer of my life. 

I'm 24, just out of college and single. I've never had a ton of luck with women but that's not to say I don't get laid at least semi-regularly. You know how these things go, when I'm hot I'm Joe DiMaggio when I'm cold I'm loading the bats and gloves into a bus headed to Tuscaloosa.

I've had a few girlfriends, really only one serious relationship, and, of course, she broke my heart. We were just out of high school and when she got tired of the long-distance thing she told me she found someone else and his cock was huge. 

This really fucked me up, like, inferiority complex fucked up, but as I got out onto the dating scene I found out I was well above average, myself. Needless to say this restored my confidence. 

I still wasn't the smoothest with the ladies, I have a bad habit of saying things that offend people and making bad first impressions, and my proclivity for drinking as much as I possibly can often gets in the way of my "game."

But college was college and there was, at least as many times as there wasn't, a drunk enough co-ed looking to end her night in a stranger's bed. 

After college, though, the fun slowed down. 

So it was on a bit of a cold streak my friends and I took our annual trip to the Jersey Shore for Memorial Week.

My friends are my family. We all grew up in the same neighborhood and have basically all known each other since birth. 

People change, pursue interests that aren't best for the family or outright do things that are unforgivable, and a few friends have been lost along the way. But, for the most part, I am a part of a group of friends who care about each other than most families.

There's seven of us now- Frank, Mike, Drew, Steve, Brian, Austin and myself. The group that takes the trip every year has grown based on who's got a girlfriend worthy of taking a family trip but it never subtracts, even if someone has a occupational obligation, everyone finds a way to make it down to the house, even if only for a day or two.

It was Saturday, check-in day. Most of the group couldn't make it down until Sunday.

There were only three of us in the house for the first night. Mike, my best friend, his girlfriend Delia and me. 

Delia, Dee we call her, was the newest addition to the group. Her and Mike had been dating for about a year and this was the first time she'd been in the house. 

I'd spent a lot of time with the two of them recently, and Dee was easily the coolest girl Mike ever dated. Easy going, fun-loving, yoga type. 

Dee was short, maybe 5'5", with long, brown hair, a tight little yoga body, small, perky breasts and an ass that was asking to be slapped, despite her skinny frame. 

The three of us were sitting at the table playing the card/drinking game "Asshole". If you know anything about the game then you know playing with only three people is a recipe to a pretty quick drunk. 

Dee had an Xanax prescription and she was very generous with her "mind-erasers," as we called them, probably one of the reasons she was so quickly accepted into our family. 

So the three of us are pounding Miller Lite, passing around joints and gobbling up anxiety medicine and just bullshitting the time away. As our inhibitions dwindled the conversation started to take on a sexual vibe, and as that happened the card game slowed but the drinking did not. 

Being the single-asshole-character I can sometimes play, I started busting my friend's balls, in a playful manner. 

"Honestly Mike, you got lucky as hell. Dee is about ten times cooler than the girls you usually bring around. Remember Brit? Yeesh!" 

Mike rolled his eyes and started to reply but Dee butted in a retort. "And when exactly are you going to bring a girl around? You know, it's been a year and I haven't seen you with anybody. All this third-wheeling you've been doing is..." 

"Sad." Mike interrupted.

I ignored my best friend's verbal jab and looked at Dee. Really looked at her. She was looking damn sexy, sexier than I'd ever cared to notice before. 

She was one of those girls who looked good dressed down. Tonight all she was wearing was a pair of tiny black shorts and a two-sizes-too-big black tank top with no bra. Her hair was still a little wet from the outdoor shower she and Mike shared after leaving the beach earlier that day.

I'd tried to catch a glimpse of them earlier that day, just out of bored, lonely, sexual curiosity. But there's a towel rack in front of the window that overlooks the outdoor shower and they'd thrown their towels over it, blocking my view. 

I answered her. "What can I say? Most of the girls I meet aren't the 'bring around the family' type."

"Not like me?" She asked in a funny, high-pitched voice, then posed with her hands folded and a big innocent smile on her thin, sunburnt face. 

"Nothing like you," I answered far more seriously, "nothing like you at all." I gave her another long look, as the don't-give-a-fuck-at-all effects of the prescription meds fully kicked in. 

Dee must have been feeling the same. "You know, Mike and I were talking the other day..."

"Babe..." Mike interrupted, but only half-heartedly and he kind of trailed off and just shrugged his shoulders. 

"What's with him?" I asked Dee. 

"Oh, he took a bunch of Xanax. He's kind of built up an immunity to it recently so he took a lot more than usual. He's been using it to last longer in bed."

"Aw I didn't need to hear that," I said. "What's the matter, Michael? Quick trigger?"

"Dude," he said again in a burnt out lazy tone, "look how little she is. You can't imagine how tight that shit is."

"Mike!" She scolded. 

"What? It's a compliment." He answered hazily. 

"I told him his, well, lack of endurance wouldn't be an issue if he weren't so small, too."

Mike and I had been friends for two decades and we'd managed to avoid each others' genitalia in that time. Mike's considerably taller than I am, maybe 6'4" to my 6' and I guess I just always assumed he was well endowed. 

"That's just a bummer." I answered, kind of unable to reply. 

Dee kept going, "Anyway, like I was saying, Mike and I were just talking in bed the other day and he asked me if I could sleep with one of his friends who would I choose."

"Would you ever cheat on Mike?" 

"well..." She started to answer.

"We have a deal," Mike threw out nonchalantly, "if one of us is going to fuck someone else the other has to be there."

"That sounds like the opposite of any deal I would ever make." I said, a little confused and a little excited about where this was all going. 

"Don't you wanna know who I said I'd fuck." The way she held the "F" in fuck and annunciated it slowly made my dick jump out of its drug coma. 

"He obviously knows you picked him, you've been eye-fucking each other all night." Mike said, but not accusingly or aggravatingly, just matter-of-factly, like it was no big deal. 

"Oh yeah?" I asked, now both intrigued and a little weirded out that my best friend seemed to be asking me to fuck his girlfriend. 

"Well, under one condition, really. I'm not going to fuck around on my boyfriend unless it's an upgrade." 

"What do you mean 'upgrade'?" I asked. 

"I want something I'm not getting. If I'm going to fuck another guy I want a BIG guy. Someone who can fill me up and finish me off."

That was it. I wasn't fully hard yet, because of the booze, weed and Xanax, but I was getting there. I just stared. First at Dee, then at Mike then back at Dee. 

"So? What are you staring for? Let's see it," she demanded. 

Dee was staring at the bulge in my shorts now and was now asking me to pull my cock out. She was sitting next to me, between Mike and I, at the table. She grabbed my belt and pulled, urging me to stand. I looked back at Mike, he offered another shoulder shrug. 

I stood, unhooked my belt, unbuttoned and unzippered my cargo shorts and dropped them to my ankles. My dick was bulging in my boxer shorts and I looked at Mike one last time and he offered no objection so I pulled my cock, which was hardening by the second, through the fly of my boxers. 

Dee's mouth and eyes widened. She was now staring longingly at my now totally erect long, thick cock. It's not especially long, really, about seven-inches, maybe a little more, but I've been told the girth is, "a lot to handle," on more than one occasion. 

I gave Mike a quick glance and he seemed impressed as well, just sort of staring back and forth between my cock and his girlfriend's face. 

After what seemed like an eternity Dee turned to Mike and said, "we're doing this."

Dee got up from her seat, took off her shirt, grabbed three shot glasses and a bottle of tequila off the counter behind us and poured three shots. 

Her small, perky tits were beautiful. Her nipples were small and pink, hard as rocks. She handed us each a shot and we all drank them down. 

Dee dropped to her knees and grabbed my cock, with both hands. Her fingers didn't wrap all the way around. 

"Let's go to the bedroom," Mike said. 

Dee, who had slowly begun to stroke the underside of my shaft with one hand and rub my balls with the other, said, exasperatedly, "okay, fine. Let's get this going."

Dee lead me without letting go of my cock into her and Mike's room. As she walked in the door I took her wrist and separated he hand from my throbbing cock. "Just a minute," I told her and closed the door behind her. 

I turned around to Mike who had followed behind us. "Listen man, are you sure about this?"

"It's what she wants."

"Okay, dude, but I don't want this to fuck things up with us, you're my best friend." 

"We're on vacation," he answered, and pushed open the door for me to walk in. 

Dee had taken off the shorts and was on her knees in the middle of the room when we walked in. She looked at both of us and beckoned us over with her index finger. 

We met her in the center of the room and she pulled off my boxers. I took off my shirt and she and I were both now totally naked. She then turned to Mike and pulled off his shorts and boxers, dropping them to the floor. 

I was said to see what she'd said earlier was true. Mike, fully erect, had to be less than five inches long, and thin. 

He and I were standing across from each other with Dee on her knees between us. She took each of our cocks in one of her hands and played with them, like she was a scale, weighing them. She turned to Mike and said, "I love my little Tic-Tac," then took the small, pasty white head of his dick in her mouth for just a second, then took it out and kissed the tip. 

"Now go sit in the chair," she told Mike. 

Obediently he stepped out of his shorts and walked over to the chair in the corner behind me and sat down. 

Dee turned us so Mike had a full side profile from his seat and started going to work. 

She slowly started stroking me again and playing with my balls, tugging them lightly and rubbing them. 

"Put it in your mouth, baby." Mike said from the corner, stroking himself.

Dee looked up at me and I nodded. She stopped jacking me off, held my cock straight up to my bellybutton and licked the length of it, from my balls to the tip, wrapping her lips around the thick head and slowly bobbing, trying to get more and more of it in her mouth. 

The size was already getting to her, and as she took more than the head in her mouth her eyes began to water. 

She took my cock out of her mouth and licked all around the head, up and down the underside and then moved down to the balls. She tried and failed to get both in her mouth at once so she went back and forth sucking one then the other while stroking me rapidly, my cock still wet from her mouth.

She took a second to breathe and I took her hand and pulled her up. "You're amazing," I told her. "Let's take it to the bed." 

She obeyed and laid on the bed. I laid next to her and she asked, "How do you want me?"

"Like this," I said, then rolled on my back and picked her up and spun her around into a 69-position. Her face and my dick were facing Mike in the corner as I gazed into her tight, gorgeous pussy at the head on the bed. 

Her slit was already parted and soaking wet. She was shaved clean and so very pink. I so badly wanted to push her down to the end of the bed and bury my dick deep inside her juicy pussy but I held off.

I stuck my index finger in her slippery vagina and slowly fingered her. I moved my head closer and started flicking her swollen clit with my tongue. 

She was moaning with my cock in her mouth, an outstanding sensation that put me on the verge of cumming. As if she felt it and wanted to prolong our fun she pulled my cock out of her mouth as I was now fully chowing down on her sweet, tight pussy.

In between gasps of ecstasy she began taunting Mike in the corner. 

Rubbing the base of my dick and slapping the shaft and head against her face she said, "You see how much bigger it is than yours? Keep stroking that little tic-tac of yours, watch me take a real man."

With that she swallowed as much of my cock down as she could, at least two-thirds of it, and held it. 

This must have been the tipping point for Mike as I heard him let out a moan.

Dee took my cock out of the back of her throat again to make fun of her boyfriend while I continued to work vigorously on her pretty little box.

"That's all you've got? You couldn't jerk off as long as your best friend's lasted throat-fucking me? You're gonna miss the bessst, aw fuck, ooohh, FUUUCK, uhhh, ohh FUUUUUCK!"

Just like that she came. Hard. I'd been using every trick I'd had eating her out while she sucked me off and berated her boyfriend and it paid off. Her body quivered and she continued to moan as she used all that sexual energy to take my cock deeper and deeper in her out-stretched lips. 

I could feel the corners of her mouth struggle to open widely enough to accept the whole thing. 

I looked around her upward pointing ass in my face at Mike. Apparently watching Dee cum so hard and only want more of my cock made him hard again. He was stroking himself again, with a horny, drunken smirk on his face. 

Finally I had to fuck her. 

I grabbed her hips and lifted her up so my cock flopped out of her mouth. I pushed her ass down towards my throbbing cock and pulled her body up towards me. She was now laying flat on top of me, her hair in my face, her pussy and my dick inches apart.  

I took a handful of hair in my grasp and bent her head so her ear was on my lips. 

I bit her ear lobe. Twice. Sucked it in my mouth, swirled my tongue around it and gnashed my teeth on it. She let out a high-pitched "Ahh," the first time and a lower moan of pleasure the second. 

I held her hair and told her, "now fuck me."

Laying on top of me still, on her back, Dee reached down and grabbed my cock. She brought it up to her crotch and started rubbing the head against her clit then up and down her slit. She was teasing herself with my big cock like a sextoy while her boyfriend longingly jerked off in the corner. 

She was teasing me, too, and I was dying to be inside her. 

Finally I rolled her over by her hip, sat up behind her and positioned her doggy-style. 

My desire got the best of me and I jammed my cock in her tiny pussy and thrusted. 

Dee let out a pained, "Oww!" But when I started to pull out she reached back and grabbed my ass, pushing me back inside her. 

I got back to thrusting until I realized Mike was behind us, only really able to see my ass and my balls thwapping against his girlfriend's small but shapely ass. 

With one hand on her stomach and the other squeezing and pinching her perky little tit I lifted her up slightly and shifted us around without pulling out so Mike could see his girlfriend's face as I fucked her. She caught the drift and went back to taunting Mike as I worked her over from behind. 

"You see that, baby? Why can't you manhandle me that way? Oh fuck your best friend's cock FEELS SOOO GOOD! SO FUCKING GREAT!" 

I couldn't help myself. Making Dee writhe under me while she emasculated her boyfriend made me thrust harder and faster.

"OOOH fuck baby my pussy's never going to be the same again. This will always be YOUR PUSSY now, Mike needs your permission to fuck me now, AHH FUCK!"

She was close to cumming again, and I was on the verge, as well. She could feel my breathing getting faster and reached around again, this time grabbing my balls in her hands and tugging them, bringing a stop to any thoughts of blasting right then and there. 

"Oh no, not fucking yet!" She said, "I don't go to yoga six days a week not to use it."

She crawled forward and my dick flopped out of her pussy. She was still so tight pulling out was a near-orgasmic sensation. 

She crawled to the end of the bed rolled onto her back and put her legs in the air. She looked over at me catching my breath and asked, "what are you waiting for?"

I stood up off the bed and met her at the end of it, pulled myself in close to her and slowly entered her soaked, eager pussy. 

Her legs were up around my shoulders, her ass slightly raised off the mattress. 

I pushed the head of my cock in and out slowly until the both of us were staring into each other's eyes, silently begging each other for it. 

I pushed all the way in and she instantly came. "AHA FUCK! MY FUCKING CHRIST THAT'S AMAZING!"

She was quivering under me again, gasping for breath between moans.

I leaned forward and pushed her legs so her feet were near her ears. 

"Fucking yoga," I said, amazed how easily I could bend her. 

I had her by the ankles now, fucking her rapidly at the foot of the bed. Id been delaying orgasm the best I could but I knew now I was close. She read it in my face again and squirmed out from under me. 

She saw the exasperation in my face and said, "Don't worry, you can cum now, you just have to fuck my throat."

She rolled over on her back with her head hanging off the bed. She took me by the cock and pulled me into her. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and I dropped as much of my dick in as I could. 

I started pumping my cock in and out of her mouth slowly. I got about halfway in when she started to gag, but instead of pulling out I went deeper. My whole dick was in her mouth and I held it there. 

Her eyes were watering, running her makeup all over her face and I could feel her throat muscles trying to adjust to the about to explode cock in her mouth. I held it deep in her esophagus as long as I could then it was time.

I pulled out and laid my dick on her face. She stuck out her tongue and started lapping around my head and shaft. She kissed the underside of my cock, sucking it and licking it and then I finally popped. 

I sprayed stream after stream of pearly white hot cum glazing her face, her neck, her tits and her stomach while she played with herself, rubbing her clit and fingering herself deeply. 

I collapsed on the bed next to her and laid next to my best friend's girlfriend who was soaked in my semen.

Dee had still been playing with herself and finally finished herself off then looked up at Mike, who still had a hard-on, and said, "get over here and clean me up."

Mike grabbed a towel and wiped Dee off. She was absolutely covered in my cum. 

I laid on the bed on my back as my dick shrunk back to its flaccid state. While Mike cleaned her Dee noted his penis hard was about the size of mine soft. Mike just grinned and finished toweling the pools of sticky, warm cum off his girlfriend. 

"I hope you were taking notes, tic-tac. I'd hate to have to leave you for your best friend." Dee rested her head in my still naked lap and continued. "He just owned my pussy; Wore it the fuck out. It'll never be the same again for you again."




Summer Vacation Ch. 01



Mike took the towel into the bathroom, jerked himself off into the shower then came back into the room. 

"That's right," Dee said, "jerk off, this isn't your pussy tonight." 

It was only Day One of the trip.



Summer Vacation Ch. 02



Tommy awoke with a start and discovered he wasn't alone in his bed. He was confused at first. He couldn't imagine who was in bed with him. All he knew was that there was another body in bed next to him. He turned his head and looked. It was Tina! He couldn't believe it!

The attractive red-head smiled at him. "Hi," she said.

"Ah...hi," Tommy replied. He could feel himself shaking. What was she doing here? What would his mother do if she caught them?

"Would you like to make love to me, Tommy?" Tina asked, her voice husky. She pulled back the covers and the young man gulped. She was naked! God! She was even more beautiful than he'd imagined she'd be!

Tommy couldn't talk. He gulped and nodded.

"Well, then..." Tina murmured. She reached for him.

Tommy gasped when her hand slid over his belly to his cock, which stiffened painfully the closer her hand came to it. He groaned when the woman's soft hand encircled his rigid penis. He couldn't believe it! Tina, the lovely woman he'd been working with for two weeks, was in his bed, reaching for his cock! She'd asked him to make love to her! He was so turned on! Her hand was moving up and down on his cock now and it felt wonderful! God, she was going to make him come if she kept that up! He gazed into her lovely eyes, saw the soft smile on her face.

"You're quite a man, Tommy," Tina whispered. Her hand continued to move on him, making him shake and groan with delight. "I wish I'd known sooner how much of a man you are."

"I...ah...I'm gonna come!" Tommy groaned. His insides coiled as he neared the point of explosion.

"Go ahead!" Tina replied. Her hand moved faster. "I'd like that."

"Gah! Gahh!" Tommy wailed. His hips jerked and his cock began spewing powerful spurts of hot cream. He couldn't remember ever feeling this wonderful! When he started to come, he squeezed his eyes closed. When he was finished, he opened them.

* * * * * * * * * *

He was alone! His hand, not Tina's, was holding his cock and the sheets and his hand were covered with the remnants of his ejaculation. He couldn't believe it! It was a dream! But it seemed so real. Disappointed, he wiped his hand on the sheets, then got out of bed.

"Tommy!" He jumped when his mother yelled. "Are you up yet?"

"Yeah, Mom, I'm up," he replied. "I was up even more a few minutes ago," he thought with more than a little irony.

"Strip your bed," his mother yelled. "I want all of the laundry done before we leave."

"OK, Mom," Tommy called back. His folks were leaving for Alaska that afternoon and he was headed for his religious Aunt Karen's house for the summer. He'd spent most of the previous afternoon, after school, packing.

He stripped the damp, sticky sheets off the bed. Once that was done, he took a shower and got dressed. He'd taken his last exams Wednesday and didn't have to go back to school until next Thursday, to clean out his locker and pick up his report card. He went downstairs carrying the bundle of sheets, hoping his mother wouldn't notice the sticky mess he'd made.

His mother was in the kitchen, working at the counter. "Put those sheets right in the washing machine," she told him, "I've got just about everything else done."

Relieved that his mother wouldn't be handling the messy sheets, Tommy did as he was told, then he sat down to eat breakfast.

His mother brought some orange juice over to the table. "Our plane leaves at three," she said. "I thought we'd take your stuff over to Karen's this morning, then you can drive us to the airport. Your father and I have decided to let you use the car while we're gone. We'll leave the credit card for gas, too." She frowned. "Don't you be driving all over the place and running up huge gas bills."

"Aw, Mom," Tommy said as he poured milk on his cereal. "I won't. Heck, most of the places I go, I walk, anyhow."

After he finished breakfast, they put his things in the car and headed for Aunt Karen's.

Aunt Karen seemed pleased to have Tommy staying with her. "We'll have a good time, won't we, Tommy?" she said.

"Ah, I guess so," the young man replied.

When his aunt bent down to pick up one of the suitcases, Tommy got a look down the front of his aunt's blouse. Congestion built in his groin when he glimpsed his aunt's bra-encased breasts. "Oh, wow! That's not bad!" he thought. He was surprised. He'd never thought about her as a woman. They picked up the suitcases and started for the house. He watched his aunt walking ahead of him, and realized she wasn't bad-looking. In addition to a well-developed chest, she had a pretty good body and a really nice bottom. Her legs looked good, too.

"You and Dave are real life-savers," Tommy's mother said after they had his things stashed in the bedroom he'd be using. "I don't know what we'd have done about Tommy if you hadn't said he could stay here."

"We're glad we can help out," Karen replied. "It will be nice having Tommy around. Especially with Dave on the road so much. Things come up around here that need a man's touch and I just go into a tizzy. I'm no good at all at handling household emergencies."

"You'll like having Tommy around, then," his mother said, "he's really handy around the house."

Aunt Karen walked them to the door. "Will you be here for supper?" she asked her nephew.

Tommy shook his head. "Ah...probably not," he told her. "I have work tonight. I should be home around ten or ten-thirty."

"No problem," Karen said. "If you're going to be later than that, give me a call, please. I hate to sit up worrying."

"Boy, it's going to be just like it is at home!" Tommy thought, a little discouraged, as he and his mother drove back to their house.

He helped his mother pack suitcases and things in the car, then headed to pick up his father. Then the three of them drove to the airport.

Tommy waited until the plane was in the air before he headed for the Inn. He was early, but he was hoping for a chance to talk with Tina, although he was a little embarrassed to talk to her after the wet dream he'd had about her earlier.

The night went quickly and even though they were busy, Tommy got quite a few chances to visit with Tina. He learned her ex-husband was an alcoholic who had been abusive to her and their son. That angered the young man. He couldn't see how anyone could be mean to someone as nice as Tina.

"Want a ride home?" he asked when they left after work.

Tina looked surprised. "You have a car?" she asked. "You usually walk."

Tommy felt himself blushing. "Ah...my folks went to Alaska for the summer," he explained. "I...I'm staying with my aunt. My folks said I could use the car while they're gone."

"Wow, a whole summer in Alaska!" Tina exclaimed. Tommy held the door for her and she slid into the car. "That sounds wonderful. I've always wanted to see Alaska. If I keep working as a waitress I won't ever get there, though."

"I'd love to take you to Alaska," Tommy thought as he got in on the driver's side, started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot. He breathed deeply, inhaling the delicious scent of Tina's perfume. God, she was so pretty!

"Didn't you want to go along?" she asked.

"Ah...well, I, you know, wanted to be home for the summer. I mean I have this job and all..." Tommy replied. He found it hard to concentrate on driving with her in the car.

"You may regret you passed up the chance to go sometime," she said. "I'd have jumped at it. What does your father do?"

"Ah, he's a wildlife biologist. He's a professor at the university," Tommy said, turning the corner onto the street where Tina lived. He'd walked by there several times since he found out where the place was. "He's studying Kodiak bears this summer. They're going to be about a million miles from the nearest town, in a cabin with no electricity or running water."

"Sounds exciting," Tina said.

They arrived at her house far too soon. Tommy braked to a stop at the curb, and before he could get out and hold the door for her, Tina was out. She leaned back in the car. "Thanks for the ride," she said. "See you tomorrow."

"You're welcome," Tommy said. He sat there and watched her walk up the sidewalk to the house. Boy, her bottom was even nicer than Aunt Karen's! He sighed. She only saw him as a friend, a kid she worked with. There was no way in hell she'd ever see him as anything else. A little down in the dumps, the young man put the car in gear and drove toward his aunt's house. He still hoped he'd meet someone he could lose his virginity with this summer.



Summer Vacation Ch. 02



The next day, we both headed straight for the garage and the box of "goodies" as Tommy called it. We spent the first part of the day looking at the pictures again. Tommy was getting a little bolder, talking about cocks, tits and pussy. He just had gym shorts on today and I could see his cock sticking up every time he stood to get a different magazine and he made no real effort to hide it. He also left his shirt off and I was getting an eyeful of his muscular chest and defined abs. I had decided to wear a tight belly shirt with no bra and a skirt. I also had on one of the 3 thongs my mom had let me buy underneath. I spent the morning looking at the pictures and Tommy's cock, plus flashing him a view of my thong every chance I could make it look accidental...then I decided to open one of the Penthouse magazines and turn to the letters.

There was a letter in the forum part about a mom fucking her son's best friend. It talked about how she seduced him and all the things they did together...it was amazingly hot. I said to Tommy, "You have got to hear this letter." I began to read him the letter out loud. About half way through, I could see that he had grabbed hold of his cock while I was reading and was gently squeezing it in hi hand. He wasn't stroking it, just holding and squeezing. I paused for a second to turn the page and without looking at him asked, "Does that feel good?"

He jumped a little and pulled his hand away. "Sorry...it's just a really hot story and it's kind of driving me crazy. I just needed a little relief." He looked down at himself. "My cock feels like a piece of steel."

"I know what you mean," I said. "She makes the things they are doing sound so good." I started reading again and after the first few sentences, I let my right hand move over my right tit and start to rub my nipple in light, slow circles. Every once in awhile, I'd squeeze it and push it against my other tit. Then I'd go back to holding it and rubbing it.

Tommy's hand immediately went for his cock. He started that rhythmic squeezing again and started adding long slow strokes to it. He would listen while he kept looking at the pictures in the magazines and stealing glances at me rubbing my tit. I started to get even more turned on from his glances at me which were always followed by a few strokes of his cock. I kept reading, but sort of leaned back against some boxes and let my legs come apart slightly. I finished the letter and began to read the next one.

The reading was really turning me on. Reading out load to Tommy all the graphic action from the letters had me so wet, I thought I was going to slide off the box I was sitting on. Between that and the teasing game I was playing, plus catching glimpses of Tommy stroking his cock, I started to wonder how much longer he could last. While I kept reading, I let my right hand lower to the waist band of my skirt. I placed 2 fingers inside the waist band and rubbed back and forth. Tommy was stroking his cock at a steady pace, but still through his sweat pants. He wasn't looking at the magazines anymore...just watching my fingers slide under the waist band of my skirt. I let my legs open up even further and my skirt fell between them. I let my hand slide down over top of my skirt and pressed hard against my wet pussy.

Tommy sucked his breath in through his teeth and I knew he was cuming. I stopped reading and saw the wet spot spread out over his gray sweat pants.

"Oh, fuck yeah," he said and kept jerking as the wet spot grew bigger. I don't know how long it took for him to finally finish; I couldn't take my eyes of his jerking cock and the growing wet stain. When he finally finished I looked up at his flushed and sweating face. He still had hold of his cock and was breathing through his mouth with his eyes closed. He finally opened them and looked right at me, but seemed embarrassed...his face actually got even redder than it was.

"That looked like it felt really, really good Tommy," I said and smiled.

"Sorry about that," he said and stood up. I could see some stuff run down his leg, though I wasn't sure if it was cum or sweat. 

"Don't be sorry," I said. "I never saw a guy do himself and cum like that before. It's a lot hotter in real life than it looks in the pictures," I said and grinned at him.

He looked at me and then looked quickly away. "I better get cleaned up....we have a lot of stuff to do yet before your Mom gets home," he said and almost ran into the house. I knew he was embarrassed, but I wasn't really sure why. If he wasn't embarrassed to stroke it in front of me, I'm not sure why he was embarrassed to cum in front of me, but he apparently was. I figured I better not push it and put the rest of the stuff away. When he came back to the garage, he had a different pair of sweats on and was all business, talking about what we had to get done. We worked the rest of the day without talking about it and that night he went to bed early.

The more I thought about it, the more I figured he was embarrassed because I didn't really do anything at the same time. I mean, I was touching myself a little, but not the same way that he was. I decided that tomorrow, I would break the ice a little so he wouldn't feel embarrassed about anything around me anymore.



Summer Vacation Ch. 03



Tommy's Uncle Dave was away on a sales trip and Kim hadn't gotten home from college yet, so the young man and his aunt were going to be alone until Sunday night.

At breakfast Saturday morning, his aunt asked the young man if he'd mind mowing the lawn. Tommy, glad for something to do, happily acceded.

"I have some things to do at church," his aunt told him as they cleared the breakfast dishes. "I may not be home for lunch."

"No problem," Tommy said. "After I get the lawn finished, I think I'll take a run down to the municipal pool and get in a swim."

His aunt smiled at him. "After getting all hot and sweaty mowing," she said, "a swim will probably feel wonderful." She headed for the door. "See you at dinner."

"'Bye, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He watched his aunt go out the door.

The lawn didn't take as long as he thought it would. His aunt and uncle lived in a modern ranch house, all on one floor. The yard around it was large, but they had a riding mower, so the job went very quickly.

He put the mower in the garage, swept the grass clippings off the sidewalks, then he went into the house. The phone was ringing when he walked in, but before he could get to it, it stopped. "Oh, well," he thought, "if it's important, they'll call back." He went into his room and got his work clothes together, then he changed into his swimsuit and got ready to head to the municipal pool. He was just about to leave when he heard a car pull into the driveway. He looked out the window to see who it was.

He saw Aunt Karen getting out of her car. He was surprised to see Reverend Ben Grayson, pastor of the church his aunt and uncle attended, get out of the passenger side of the car. The couple headed for the house. The door to his room was ajar, and Tommy could her his aunt and the minister talking as they came in.

"His car's here," Aunt Karen said, "but nobody answered the phone when I called a little while ago. He likes walking places, so he probably walked to the pool. I'll check his room, just to be safe."

Karen was nervous. She shouldn't be doing this, bringing a man other than her husband to her house, but Ben had balked at her suggestion they make love in the church office and his wife was at the parsonage so they couldn't go there. She convinced the pastor to come to her house after she called to make sure Tommy wasn't there.

Tommy didn't know why he did it, but he stepped into his bedroom closet and closed the door just as his aunt entered the room.

"Tommy, are you here?" Karen said. She looked around and saw no sign of the young man. She relaxed. Her nephew wasn't home. It was safe to do what she'd brought Ben home to do. Ever since her husband had begun taking long sales trips she'd been lonely. At the same time she and Ben, who was so nice and so sweet, had grown friendlier and friendlier while they were working together at church. Then, one afternoon, without either of them intending to, they'd found themselves in a hot kiss. Things had gotten out of control from that point on.

Tommy knew he should have responded to his aunt's call and he wasn't sure why he was hiding in his closet. Mostly he also was curious about what his aunt and the minister were up to, so he kept silent. Maybe he could find out what was up.

"I guess he walked," his aunt said. "He has to go to work afterward, so we have plenty of time."

"Come here," Tommy heard the minister's rich baritone voice say, then things got silent.

Quietly, the young man pushed the closet door open, walked to his bedroom door, and peeked down the hallway. He couldn't believe what he saw! His aunt and the minister, standing in the living room, were locked in an embrace, kissing! It wasn't just a friendly kiss, either. They were really going at it! The young man swallowed hard and bit his lip to keep from gasping out in surprise. Aunt Karen, who he thought was a strait-laced, church-going woman, was having an affair with the minister! He looked again, wanting to be sure he hadn't been imagining things. He wasn't. It was happening, right there in front of his eyes!

"Let's go to your room," Reverend Grayson gasped when the fervent kiss ended. He guided Karen out of the living room and down the hallway, his arm around her waist.

His heart pounding, Tommy stepped back into his room as his aunt and the minister walked by on the way to her room. The young man picked up the bag that had his clothes for work in it. He'd slip out the door and Aunt Karen would never know he'd seen her.

He silently stepped out of his room into the hall and stood there, torn about what to do. Aunt Karen's room was next to his, the front door was in the other direction. Tommy stood in the hall for a second, his mind whirling, then he tiptoed down the hallway to his aunt's bedroom door. He stood outside her door, filled with excitement and fear. What if they caught him? What would his aunt do to him?

"Oh! Oh, yes, Ben! Yes! Yes!" Karen groaned as the minister's hands stripped her clothes from her and began moving over her bare skin. She couldn't believe the way his touch made her feel. It was so good! Dave never made her feel like this any more!

Tommy heard his aunt's moans and knew she wouldn't be coming out in the hall and catching him any time soon. She sounded way too busy for that. Carefully, he pushed her bedroom door open a little and peeked inside. His heart thudded harder as he stood there, unable to believe what he was seeing!

Both of the people in the room were nude. Aunt Karen was lying on the bed and the minister's face was buried between her legs. Tommy's cock surged. Reverend Grayson was eating his aunt! He was actually watching two people make love! This was a helluva lot better than the porno movie he and his friends rented one time!

He studied his aunt's naked body. Aunt Karen wasn't bad-looking nude. Her skin was kind of dusky and looked really smooth. Her legs were thick, but not flabby, and as far as Tommy could tell, the rest of her body was pretty terrific, too.

Karen's breasts were big and sagged a little, and she had the biggest nipples he'd ever seen. They were hard as rocks. Aunt Karen was pulling on her nipples and crying out in ecstasy as the minister's mouth worked on her pussy.

Tommy had heard about eating women -- he had even talked about it with his friends -- but had never seen it, except in that movie. Aunt Karen acted like she enjoyed it a lot more than the woman in the movie had. Her ass wriggled and squirmed on the bed and her legs quivered as the minister's tongue punished her.

"Yes! Oh, Ben! Yes!" she groaned, clutching her breasts even more desperately. Her face was flushed and her head rolled from side to side on the tangled mass of her black hair. Ben was an absolute master of cunnilingus! He ate her so well! "Oh, Ben! I love it when you eat me!" She gripped the minister's head, forcing it deeper between her quaking legs. "I'm going to come, darling! Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! Please! Please!" she cried while her hip motions grew even more frantic.

Tommy continued to stare at the couple on the bed and while he did his cock swelled and sticky fluids began oozing from the tip. He put his hand inside his swimsuit and stroked himself, unaware of what he was doing.

When he saw the minister's hand begin to thrust Tommy realized the man was finger-fucking Aunt Karen and eating her at the same time! The young man gulped and stroked his cock a little harder.

"N-N-N-N-ow! Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen shrieked, her body going into spasms of delight, "I'm there! Yes! Yes! I'm there! Yes! Yes!" The movements of her hips got so wild the man eating her had to hang on to her bottom for dear life as she thrashed out her delight. Finally, she collapsed, limp, on the bed. The preacher stretched out next to her and kissed her.

Karen took the minister's face in her hands and kissed him back, passionately. "That was wonderful, my sweet," she purred, "you have a magic tongue."

"The better to please you with, my dear," Reverend Grayson replied. His hands began to roam over Karen's magnificent body.

Karen rolled over and grabbed the minister's cock.

Tommy, whose eyes were as wide as they'd ever been, gulped and watched. His aunt, his holy-roller aunt, had the minister's cock in her hand!

Karen had no idea she was being observed and would have been mortified if she knew. Right then, all she could think of was getting Ben's cock inside her. She needed him driving his erection into her! She tugged at her lover, urging him closer. She was going to give the preacher man a real thrill today! She bent her head toward his erection.

Tommy was surprised by the size of the minister's swollen cock. "Shit, mine's bigger than that," he thought. He wasn't prepared for what he saw next. His aunt took Reverend Grayson's cock in her mouth and began sucking it and playing with his balls. The minister groaned and squirmed as Karen sucked him avidly.

"She does it better than the women in that porno movie!" Tommy thought while he watched his aunt turn the man in her bed every which way but loose.

"Karen, I-I don't want to come like this!" Reverend Grayson groaned. "I want to be in you!"

Karen rolled off him, leaving his cock standing proudly, glistening with wetness. She lay back, spread her legs, and beckoned him. "I want it in me, too, Ben!" she murmured. "Now! Hurry! I need you so bad!"

With a groan the reverend rolled atop Karen's lush body. Tommy saw his aunt grab the man's cock and center it on her pussy, then the stiff rod disappeared into her.

Reverend Grayson was a little flabby and kind of out of shape. When his cock was in Karen, he went wild. His hips pounded like a jackhammer, making her shake. Her legs quivered and flailed against the bed, then locked behind his.

"Harder! Yes! Give it to me! I need you so much! Ben! Oh, Ben! Yes! Yes!" Tommy's aunt moaned, her hands pulling at her lover, her body arching off the bed to meet his. She knew this was wrong, very wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She needed this, needed the satisfaction Ben gave her! Her hips drove up against him.

"Can't wait! I can't wait!" The man screamed, and the motions of his hips got even more urgent. "I'm cumming! Ahh!"

"I can feel it! Yes! Yes! Yes, Ben! Take me! Oh, yes! Take me! Uh! Uhh! Uhhh!" Karen groaned. Her body quivered, shook, and worked against that of her lover.

Tommy's cock began to pulse and throb and, at the same moment his aunt cried out her joy, he exploded in his swimsuit. Limp and spent, he sagged against the wall next to the door, panting, trying to get his breath. When he was sure his legs would hold him, he pushed himself away from the wall and started staggering back toward his room. He was going to have to change into another swim suit. He couldn't go out with the sticky mess in it!

"I know this bothers you," he heard his aunt tell the man lying next to her, "but we aren't hurting anyone, are we? Dave's away all the time and I know he's having other women. And you told me your wife was frigid, didn't you?"

The man's reply was very soft and Tommy couldn't hear his exact words. Though he was shocked by what he'd seen, the young man knew that what his aunt did was none of his business. Actually, he wouldn't mind it if he got to watch again. He cleaned himself up as best he could and slipped out of the house without being heard. As he walked toward the pool, he smiled. People weren't always what they seemed to be, were they? Aunt Karen acted so prissy and righteous, but she was screwing around! With the minister, yet! She let Reverend Grayson eat her and she'd sucked his cock!

The young man never got to the pool. He spent the rest of the afternoon wandering the streets, pondering what he'd seen. Finally, he went to work.

Tina noticed something was wrong, and when they left work later that night, said, "You were quiet tonight, is something wrong?"

"Ah...no," Tommy said, "it was just a weird day."

"We all have those," Tina said. "I'll see you Monday."

"Yeah," Tommy said. He'd forgotten he wouldn't be seeing her the next day, since the Inn was closed on Sunday. That was disappointing. He started trudging toward his aunt's house.



Summer Vacation Ch. 03



I decided that it was time to find out what was on those unlabeled video tapes, so early the next morning, right after my mom and step dad left for work, I went out into the garage and grabbed two of the videos from the box. I figured I could kill two birds with one stone here – satisfy my curiosity about what was on the tapes and show Tommy that I was as turned on by all of this as he was. I put the tape in the VCR and turned the TV on. I kept the volume down low, because I didn't want Tommy to hear right away – I wanted it to be a surprise.

The movie popped on and it was exactly what I figured it was – copies of hardcore porn movies. The tape was in the middle of the movie and the image that came right up on the screen was of a gorgeous, totally naked woman lying back on a sofa with her legs spread wide. She was moaning and squeezing her tits as a guy knelt between her legs and licked her pussy.

I sat down on the sofa and stared at the TV screen. It was one thing to look at a picture, but I had never seen anything like this before and it was incredibly hot. I could feel my pussy throbbing as I watched it and I was wet in a matter of seconds. I leaned back against the sofa, almost in a reclined position and watched the movie.

The girl in the movie was moaning and licking at her nipples as she pulled and squeezed her tits. The scene switched to a close up of her face, looking down towards her pussy. When she talked, I almost jumped – I never thought of people talking to each other when they fucked. That's something you didn't get out of a picture.

"Oh baby, that feels sooo good. Eat my pussy baby...oh that's it, yeah." My mouth dropped open just to hear her say it. The camera was panning down and then there was a close up view of the guy with his tongue licking her pussy. Just watching his tongue sliding against the folds of her skin, licking and lapping at her clit was enough to almost send me over the edge. I reclined back against some of the cushions and slowly slid my hand inside my panties.

I started to rub my pussy up and down my slit. I was so wet, my fingers glided over the smooth skin. I love the feel of my freshly trimmed pussy. I watched and listened to the movie, pressing harder when the guy told the girl how good her pussy tasted. Hearing people talk like that to each other was amazing. I applied more pressure and began to rub my middle finger in slow circles around my clit. 

I heard a noise and looked up to see Tommy standing in the doorway of the kitchen looking at the TV. His cock was standing up inside his boxers and he was holding a bowel of cereal and a glass of orange juice. I had the volume down low so he hadn't heard it until he came in to eat breakfast and watch TV. He couldn't take his eyes of the TV and I could se his cock getting harder with every heartbeat.

"Looks pretty hot, doesn't it?" I said. He glanced over at me and saw me leaning back against the sofa. I had on a white tanks top belly shirt and a pair of black panties. He could see my hand moving inside my panties and rubbing my pussy. I looked right at him and said, "It's a big difference from just looking at pictures, isn't it."

Tommy swallowed and nodded. His eyes kept darting back and forth between the TV and my hand inside my panties. While he looked at me, I bent my wrist down and slid a finger inside my pussy. I arched my back a little and opened my mouth and let out a soft "Oh". I looked back at Tommy.

"Pretty hot to watch, isn't it?" I asked. "At least, I thought it was pretty hot yesterday when I was watching you. Why don't you sit down and watch with me?"

Tommy put his breakfast down moved around and to sit at the other end of the sofa. As soon as he sat down, his hand moved to his cock and started slowly stroking. We both looked at the TV to see where the action was now.

The couple was changing positions now and the man was moving to sit on the sofa. They kissed as they changed ends and you old see her licking at his lips and mouth. As soon as he sat back she grabbed his cock and began stroking it while she talked to him and teased him, asking if he wanted her to suck his cock, how good she was going to make him feel. She would give it a few hard strokes and then give a long hard lick from the bottom of the shaft to the head of his cock. She finally slipped his cock in her mouth and start pumping her head up and down while she stroked his cock with a twisting motion.

"Oh my God," Tommy said. "Look at her sucking his cock like that." He was stroking and squeezing his cock through his pants again. I started looking back and forth between the action on the TV and the action at the other end of the sofa. We were only about 5 feet apart and we both were paying as much attention to each other as the movie that was playing. I was squeezing my tit with one hand and rubbing my pussy inside my panties with the other. I knew it was driving him wild, but at least he wasn't embarrassed by it. I could tell he was even more turned on then yesterday. I kept watching him work his cock through his boxers and finally decided to ask the question I was thinking about since all this started and I first saw him with a hard on.

"So tell me," I said and waited till Tommy looked from the TV to me. I licked my lips and rubbed my pussy a little faster. I looked him right in the eye and asked, "Is your cock as big as the guy's in the movie?"

Tommy grinned and turned a little red, but he didn't look away. "Probably not," he said, "but I wouldn't be a good judge of that."

My heart was pumping hard and I felt every pulse beat in my throbbing pussy. "Tell you what. Let me see it and I'll be the judge." His eye brows went up and I blushed.

"You sure?" he asked.

I swallowed and nodded. "Yeah. I want to see your cock."

Tommy stroked his cock a few more times through his boxers while he looked at me, then lifted his ass off the sofa cushion and hooked his thumbs in the waist band of his boxers and began to pull them down. I wasn't sure if he as moving slowly to tease me or if he felt as nervous and scared as I did. His cock got caught in the waist band and was pulled down until it finally popped free and slapped against his belly. 

I stared at Tommy's cock and stopped breathing for a second. This was the first time I had seen a real cock right in front of me like that. Up to this point, all I had done was some heavy petting and gave a few hand jobs to my ex-boyfriend, but that was always with my hand in his pants, never with his cock exposed like that. Tommy's cock wasn't as long as the guys in the movie, but it was thick and stilled looked bigger than I thought it would be. He laid back against the sofa and looked down at himself, then looked over at me. 

"Well, w-w-what do y-you think?" he stammered.

I stared at his cock for a few seconds. I could see it twitching every time his heart beat, which apparently was beating pretty damn fast. I looked back at the TV and the guy getting his cock sucked and then back a Tommy a few times. My hand was still inside my panties and rubbing my clit in slow circles. I could feel my breath coming faster as I kept looking at his cock.

"I think it's not as long as that guy's, but you still have a pretty big cock." I looked at him again and felt myself blush. I couldn't believe what I was going to say. "Why don't you stroke it for me so I can compare it better?"

Tommy looked down at himself and slowly grabbed his cock at the base and held it straight up from his body. He started to move his hand up and down, squeezing and stroking his cock. He was moving his hand back and forth making his cock rock a little from side to side. I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Tommy looked over at me and saw me staring at his cock. I was breathing in short little pants while I rubbed my pussy under my panties. I finally glanced up at Tommy's face and he stopped stroking his cock, but still held it squeezing it in his hand.

Tommy's voice was husky when he finally spoke to me. "So I have to ask...does your pussy look like the girls in the movie?" Tommy swallowed and waited.

I looked at him for a few seconds, then slowly pulled my hand out of my panties. While he stared at my crotch I reached down and pulled my panties to the side and showed him my newly trimmed pussy. His eyes got wider when he saw the wetness on my cleanly shaven pussy lips.

"Wow," he said. "It looks great. You trimmed it didn't you?"

I nodded. "After you showed me that picture from the magazine, I decided to trim mine the same way. Does it look the same to you?"

He grinned a little. "I'n not sure," he said. "That girl in the picture had a finger stuck in her pussy. Why don't you finger yourself a little so I can compare it better?"

I looked at him and smiled. Then I lifted my ass of the sofa and pulled my panties off. I put them under my ass because I could feel my pussy juices running down to my asshole and I didn't want to put a stain on the sofa. I laid back against the sofa and started to rub my pussy slit up and down, circling around my clit. Then while Tommy watched, I slid a finger down and into my pussy. I arched my back and gasped a little as it went in.

Tommy groaned and started stroking his cock faster. "Jesus, that looks so hot," he said. "Does it feel as good as it looks?"

I was sliding my finger in and out, pressing it against the inside walls of my pussy. "God, it feels great," I said. I looked over at Tommy stroking his cock. He had it pressed flat against his body and was stroking it hard from the base to the top. As he pulled his hand up his cock he would squeeze hard, then relax his grip as he stroked back down. "That looks like it feels pretty damn good too," I said. 

Tommy grunted and kept stroking while he watched my finger go in and out of my pussy. I made a decision and reached down to the hem of my top and pulled it up over my tits. "I guess if your going to see my pussy, you should see it all," I said. I reached up and cupped my tit, then pinched the nipple like the girls in the magazines. My hand was moving faster and I knew I was going to cum.

Tommy leaned his head back and let out a load groan as streams of white cum shot out from the end of his cock all over his chest and stomach. As soon as I saw him coming it sent me over the edge. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my god," I kept saying as waves of pleasure crashed though my pussy. I laid back on the sofa panting, trying to catch my breath.

Tommy looked at me. We were both sweating and breathing hard. 

"Let's go get cleaned up and dressed," I said. "Then meet me back here in 30 minutes – we need to talk."

I got up off the sofa and picked up my panties and headed for my room. Tommy was still sitting on the sofa as I climbed the steps to my bedroom. I figured it was time for me and Tommy to figure out what we wanted to do about our new desires.



Summer Vacation Ch. 04



When Tommy got up Sunday morning he discovered that he and Aunt Karen were no longer alone. His cousin Kim had arrived home in the wee hours of the morning while he was sleeping.

Kim gave him a bright smile when he walked into the kitchen. "Hi, Tommy," she said.

Aunt Karen was making breakfast, so the young man went to the kitchen table and sat down. "Hi, Kim," he replied. He was surprised she was up already, given how late she'd gotten in. His cousin looked a lot better than he remembered her looking. Her skin was dusky, just like her mother's and gave her the appearance of a year-round tan. Kim's hair was dark brown, though not as dark as her mother's. She was probably five-two or three, but had a very voluptuous figure just the same. She wasn't classically pretty, but she was striking, and knew how to use makeup to highlight her best features.

The outfit his cousin had on that morning really displayed her tidy figure. It was a short neon green halter top and snug acid-washed jeans. When he looked across the table at his cousin he couldn't help himself, his eyes were drawn to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra! Her nipples showed through the fabric of the top. He grabbed his orange juice and drank it down in one swallow.

Kim watched him smiling. She had a bemused look on her striking face, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking. That rattled the young man. Things weren't at all what he thought they would be here at his aunt's house. First he learned that out his aunt is screwing around, now his cousin is giving him hot looks. He thought the summer was going to be boring. It looked like it was going to be anything but boring, in fact, it was getting kind of weird.

Aunt Karen turned around, looked at the two teenagers, and said, "I don't suppose either of you would like to go to church, would you?"

Neither of the young people did. 

"Well, if you aren't going to church, what are you kids going to do today?" Aunt Karen asked cheerily while she put a platter of scrambled eggs on the table then sat down.

"I called Connie and Carol right after I got up," Kim said. "We're going to the beach."

"You could take Tommy along," Aunt Karen said.

Kim gave her mother an exasperated look and said, "Mom!"

Sure his cousin didn't want him tagging along to spoil her fun with her friends, Tommy decided to do her a favor. "Ah...I have other things I need to do today, Aunt Karen," he said. "I'm meeting some of my friends downtown."

After breakfast, Kim left for the beach and Tommy headed down town. He planned to meet some of his friends and hang out. He hoped they might run into some girls. "I probably won't be back until late," he told his aunt when he left. "I'll get lunch and dinner somewhere."

"You sure?" Aunt Karen asked, sounding a little concerned.

Tommy smiled at his aunt and shook his head. "Don't worry, Aunt Karen," he said, "I'm not gonna starve. I've got money, I'll get myself a burger or something, I promise."

He took the car and spent the first part of the day with his karate instructor, Master Kwan, working harder than he'd ever worked.

"You are working very hard today, my son," his sensei commented as he watched his star student go through one strenuous routine after another.

Master Kwan was an Okinawan, a tiny man with white hair, a white beard, and wrinkled facial features who had lived in the United States ever since the end of World War II. Tommy wasn't sure how old his instructor was, but he was old enough to be the wisest man the young man had ever met. Tommy regarded his sensei with both awe and affection.

"I have much on my mind, sensei," Tommy replied. The discipline required by the various moves helped clear the young man's thinking. It also drained a lot of pent-up energy from his body.

"Have you changed your mind about the competition we spoke of the other day?" Master Kwan asked. "You would win the tournament easily. I have no other student as skilled, or determined, as you."

Tommy shook his head. "My folks, especially my Mom, wouldn't like it if I competed," he said. "Besides, you know I do not do study the martial arts to win trophies, Sensei. I do it because it benefits me in other ways."

"Ah," Master Kwan said. Smiling, he nodded sagely. "That is as it should be. You have learned the most important lesson. Karate is for defense, not aggression. I respect your wishes, my son. You are one of the wisest students I have ever had."

"Thank you, Master Kwan," Tommy said, bowing deeply. "Your comments honor me." Heartened by his sensei's praise, he worked even harder.

After finishing his workout, Tommy drove to the mall, met some of his friends, and hung around for the rest of the day. They talked about girls a lot, but didn't do anything about it. Finally, approaching terminal boredom, they went to a movie.

As he'd promised, Tommy called Aunt Karen and told her he wouldn't be home until late. She thanked him and told him what a good nephew he was.

The movie they went to was a martial arts film. Tommy enjoyed it, but found the portrayal of the karate expert star a little unrealistic. Master Kwan would have a conniption if his students behaved the way the guy in the film did. Tommy was sure he could whip the movie star without breathing hard.

After the movie, Tommy and his friends had a soda and some ice cream, then he drove them home and went home himself. He parked the car next to the garage and walked around the back of the house, planning to go in the back door.

A light was on in Kim's room. Knowing he shouldn't, Tommy made his way to the window and looked in. Kim lay on her bed, nude. The young man felt his heart begin to pound. She had a fantastic body! She didn't have a tan line, either! Tommy kept staring in the window. He knew what he was doing was wrong, maybe even a little perverted, but he couldn't tear himself away.

Kim appeared oblivious to the fact she was lying naked in a well-lit room with the blinds open. Maybe, since her room faced the back yard, she thought she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing her. Tommy watched her examine herself. She took first one lovely breast in her hand, brushed her thumb over the nipple, and her mouth opened a little and a shudder went through her.

"God!" Tommy thought, his heart slamming against his ribs, his cock hardening, "She's playing with herself!"

Kim let go of her breast and slid her hands up and down over her body. The window was open and Tommy could hear her purring with delight. She caressed her shapely legs from her pretty feet, along her well-formed calves, to her full, firm thighs. As she did, her cousin could see her look become more and more feral. She was turning herself on! He couldn't believe what was happening! First he got to see Aunt Karen and the minister screwing, now this! Maybe it would be a neat summer after all!

Kim caressed her breasts again, teasing the nipples until they stood up like little fingers. Unlike his aunt's breasts, which sagged a little, his cousin's were proud and firm. They were perfectly shaped, as far as Tommy was concerned. He swallowed hard and shifted position to make things a little more comfortable for the swollen shaft in his pants.

When Kim spread her legs, Tommy gasped. The foot of Kim's bed was pointed toward the window and that allowed him to see between her legs and gave him a clear view of her vagina! Except for pictures in magazines and that dirty movie, he'd never seen a woman's vagina before! In the short time he'd been staying with Aunt Karen, he'd seen two of them!

Kim slid her hands over her flat belly, between her legs, and began toying with herself. Her fingers moved up and down in the slippery gash and her body began to move. She slid a finger into herself. Her hips rose off the bed and a soft moan came from her lovely red lips. Once again, the young man found himself clutching a cock which had swollen to unbelievable proportions, or at least felt that way.

Kim's hand was twirling in her middle now. "She's playing with her clit!" Tommy thought as he feverishly watched his cousin's body writhe and buck. His first-hand knowledge of female anatomy was non-existent, but he read a lot. He had a considerable store of knowledge, but no practical experience. The attractive young woman's hand continued twirling her middle and her motions grew more and more fervent. Then she reached for the nightstand next to her bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out something.

At first Tommy wasn't sure what it was his cousin had taken out of the drawer, then he saw it more clearly. Kim had a dildo! He gulped and began stroking his cock. His pants were too tight, so he opened them and pulled out his swollen organ. This was too much!

The dildo looked just like a real cock, but it was black! Wide-eyed, Tommy continued to stare though the open window while his cousin slid the tip of the large black object up and down between the puffy pink lips of her excitement-wet pussy. The more she teased herself with the device, the more insistent the movements of her body became. She was moaning almost constantly and her hips rose and fell as the muscles of her legs tightened and released. The young man kept watching, stroking his cock as he did.

Slowly, Kim slid the huge black tube into herself and her hips went wild. While one hand thrust the fake cock in and out, the other whirled on her clit. Her eyes closed, her head rolled from side to side and the muscles in her legs quivered.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh! Uhh! Uhh!" Kim grunted, her body trembling as if she was possessed.

Tommy's hand was a blur on his cock as he watched his cousin experience ecstasy. Without realizing it was going to happen, his insides exploded and his seed gushed from him, splattering to the grass. He bit his lip to keep from crying out and leaned against the house to steady himself.

At last Kim relaxed, leaving the dildo protruding obscenely from her pussy. Tommy finally found the strength to stand, pushed his now-limp cock back in his pants, and zipped himself up. He looked in the window, wondering if there would be more to see.

Kim put the dildo, which she had obviously taken from herself, back in the drawer, laid back, and pulled the covers up over her lovely body. Then she looked toward the window and smiled the same smile Tommy had seen at the breakfast table. Finally, she turned out the light.

Tommy was too scared to move when his cousin looked toward the window. Her knowing smile bothered him. Had she seen him? If she had, would she tell? What would Aunt Karen think if she found out he was a Peeping Tom? On wobbly legs, he turned and headed for the back door, let himself in, went to his room, and went to bed.

Exhausted from his karate workout and recent voyeurism, he fell asleep quickly and slept soundly. 



Summer Vacation Ch. 04



I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter of the story. Hopefully, everyone will feel it was worth the wait.

I headed straight for the bathroom, threw my top and panties into the hamper and jumped in the shower. My legs were a little jumpy still...I had cum pretty hard. It was so exciting to have the video playing, watching two people fucking and sucking like that and tell each other how it felt and what to do...then looking at Tommy not five feet away from me stroking his cock like that, his eyes watching my fingers diving in and out of my pussy. If I closed my eyes, I could still see Tommy's cock and the way he moved his hand up and down, stroking and squeezing. Masturbating and cuming like that in front of each other was the hottest and sexiest thing I had ever done, but I was already wondering where we would go from here and just how far Tommy was willing to take it.

I jumped out of the shower and started drying off. I heard Tommy go past the door and ask me to tell him when I was done, then heard him enter his bedroom and close the door. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable or shy again about what we had done, so I wrapped my wet hair in the towel, took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hallway wearing only the towel on my head. I walked down to his door, took a deep breath and opened it wide. Tommy glanced over at me, started to look away, then did a double take when he realized I was naked. 

"Just wanted to let you know the bathroom is free," I said and smiled. Then I slowly closed the door and headed to my room. My heart was still beating a mile a minute when I closed the door and flopped down on my bed. I heard Tommy go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I laid there and imagined him washing himself....soaping up his body, his chest and abs where his cum had landed from his jerking cock. I could almost see him rubbing his soapy hands over his cock and balls, maybe stroking it while he remembered me fingering my pussy for him. I was getting wet again thinking about him in there with that hot water splashing all over his body and running off the end of his hard cock. 

I got dressed quick in a pair of spandex shorts and a belly shirt, then decided to peek in on Tommy to see if he needed anything before I headed down stairs. As I stepped out in the upstairs hallway, I noticed that Tommy had left the bathroom door open, something neither one of us had ever "forgotten" before. I walked past slowly and looked in. Tommy had his head down under the shower nozzle and his cock was sticking straight out from his body, but it was hard to tell if it was full erect or not through the glass shower door. I decided to just head downstairs and wait for him to come down....and maybe see what else there was on that video tape.

I went downstairs and into the living room and hit the rewind button for the tape that we had left in the machine, then headed for the kitchen to grab something quick for breakfast. I was just coming back into the living room with a glass of orange juice and pop tart when the player clicked and stopped rewinding. I heard Tommy coming out of the bathroom and heading for his room, so I figured I had about 5-10 minutes before he came down stairs so we could talk. I decided that playing one of the movies with the volume down while we talked might be the perfect background to what I wanted to talk about. I was really, really attracted to him and wanted to see how far he might be willing to go. Maybe having a movie in would make him see what our summer could really be like, if he wanted it as much as I did.

I turned the TV on and sat back and waited for Tommy to come down and the movie to start. The screen filled up with a scene of a woman in a maid outfit dusting a dining room while a man and a woman were having breakfast. The man kept stealing glances at the maid, whose outfit was basically a see through French maid outfit. She was smiling at him and teasing him. I didn't hear Tommy come down stairs until he spoke right behind me and I jumped a little.

"You put another movie in already?" he asked. His was looking at the TV and grinning and blushing at the same time. He had on a pair of basketball shorts nothing else. His body was still wet from the shower. He looked sexy as hell.

"No, it's the same tape as before, I just rewound it. I wanted to see what was on at the beginning of the tape." I looked at Tommy and patted the sofa next to me. "Are you ready to have that little chat?" I asked.

Tommy sighed and came around the sofa and sat next to me, but still far enough away that our legs didn't touch. "Yeah, I guess we need to get it out of the way. Look, I'm sorry if I did anything that freaked you out. It's just watching that movie and seeing you like that when I came downstairs...it just about drove me out of my mind. Ever since we found all this stuff, it's like sex is the only thing I can think about. I mean, I thought about it a lot before, but now....my dick's been hard for 3 days."

I laughed a little and smiled at him. "Well, that's why I figured we should talk. I have to tell you, I've been the same way. It's not like I've never done anything at all before, you know....it's just, this has all been so much hotter." I looked at the TV. The scene had changed and the maid was now lying on a bed in her room. She had her hand inside her sheer panties and was rubbing her pussy through them while she bucked her hips up into her hand. The man from breakfast was peeking at her through the door and rubbing his crotch through his pants. "I can't stop thinking about all of it."

Tommy looked over at me and swallowed. "Can I ask you a question?" 

I smiled and could feel my face getting red a little. "Sure. You can ask me anything."

"What all have you done so far? I mean, how far have you gone?" he asked.

"Well, aside from kissing and heavy petting, I've given my ex-boyfriend a hand job a few times with my hand down his pants and I let him finger me inside my panties." I looked right at Tommy. "Aside from that, I'd have to say showing you my tits and pussy and fingering myself was probably the farthest I've ever gone and the hottest thing I've ever done." Tommy blushed a little and looked back to the TV, but he was grinning too. "How far have you gone?" I asked.

"Pretty much the same, except I dry humped my old girlfriend. She wrapped her legs around me and I ground my cock hard on her pussy, but we both had our pants on." Tommy looked back at me. "You're the first person that actually saw my cock hard."

We both looked back at the TV. The maid was totally naked now and fingering herself hard. The guy walked into the room and pretended he walked in by accident. She looked at him and reached out for his pants. We watched while she pulled his cock out and started stroking it while she laid back and rubbed her pussy. 

I glanced back over at Tommy and saw his hard on pressing against his shorts. He was breathing a little faster now too. I was feeling myself getting excited again. I figured it was time to take a chance and see if he was willing to experiment a little more than we had so far.

"Tommy?" 

He looked over at me. "What?"

I took a deep breath. "Would you take your cock out? I want to see it again." I bit my lower lip and waited.

He stared at me for a little bit. Then he said, "Tell you what. I'll show you mine again if you show me yours."

"Sounds fair to me," I said and stood up. I hooked my thumbs inside the waist band of my spandex shorts and turned my back to him. I slowly slid my shorts down over my hips. I bent over as I pushed them down my legs and pushed my ass backwards towards his face. I stepped out of my shorts and turned around.

Tommy already had his shorts down around his ankles and was holding his cock in his hand again. He was giving it some slow strokes and as I turned around his eyes went straight to my trimmed pussy. I still had my belly shirt on and I could feel my nipples pushing against the cotton, hard and erect.

"You have a nice body, Tommy," I said as I looked him up and down. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my pussy as I looked at him. His cock was rock hard and he was giving it some long slow strokes and squeezes. "I can't believe we just did this a half hour ago and I still feel this horney," I giggled.

"Yeah, I know," he said. "My cock hasn't really gotten soft, even after I came." He looked at me, then let his eyes roam all over my body. "Will you take your top off too?" he asked.

Without a word, I reached down and stripped off my top. I threw it down on the sofa and looked at him. He kept staring between my tits and my pussy. "You have an incredible body," he said. "I've wanted to see you naked ever since our parents started dating. You're so fucking hot."

I smiled at him. I glanced back at the TV and saw the maid was still stroking the guys cock while he stood next to the bed. He had reached down and was rubbing her pussy and fingering her while they looked at each other. I looked back at Tommy. "I have an idea," I said. 

Tommy looked at the TV, then back at me. "What?"

I bit my lip and looked at him. "Can I touch it?" I asked.

He swallowed and looked at me. "Are you serious?"

I nodded. I wanted to see what his cock felt like in my hand. "Come here."

I laid back down on the couch and started rubbing my pussy with my left hand as Tommy walked towards me. He stood by my head and let go of his cock. It slapped up against his stomach and I reached towards it and started rubbing it with my open palm. Tommy groaned and pushed his hips towards me. I wrapped my hands around his cock and started slowly stroking it. I was soaking wet and so incredibly horney, but I forced myself to rub up and down my slit slowly and in time with the strokes I was giving his cock. He threw his head back and groaned, then looked back down at me and said, "Do you want me to do anything?"

I nodded and reached towards his hand. I made room as he sat down next to me, my hand still on his cock. Now we were both looking at the TV and sitting on the couch. Without looking at Tommy, I placed his hand on my flat stomach and started rubbing the back of his hand. Then I grabbed his wrist and slowly moved his hand down on top of my pussy. He started rubbing up and down on top of my pussy, then started rubbing his middle finger up and down my slit. I kept stroking his cock at the same speed his finger was sliding up and down me...I'd squeeze his cock a little at the top, like I had seen him do when he was jerking off. 

"Oh God, that feels good," he said. He pulled his hand away from my pussy and propped himself on his side so he could use his other hand to get better access to my pussy. I opened my legs a little wider and he slid his finger down to the opening of my pussy and then slid his middle finger inside me. I drew my breath in and exhaled out slowly. He rocked his hip a little because I had stopped stroking his cock when he slid his finger in me. 

I started stroking his cock in time with his finger moving in and out of my pussy. It felt so amazing to have his finger inside me. I was moving my hips up as he pushed his finger into me and the sensation was incredible. I felt so much better than when I fingered myself. 

On the TV the guy had climbed onto the bed and the maid had laid him on his back. She moved down and stroked his cock while looking up at him; then lowered her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. Tommy and I were both watching the movie while he kept fingering my pussy and I kept stroking his cock. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock and the guy was moaning. Once in awhile, she would take it out of her mouth and stroke it a few times, then lick his cock from his balls to the tip and slide it back in her mouth.

I was breathing faster as I watched, feeling Tommy's finger rubbing against the inside walls of my pussy. He was starting to finger me faster while he watched the movie and he was breathing faster too. I looked over at him and he gave me a quick look, then looked back at the TV. "She's so fucking hot, isn't she?" he said.

"Yeah, she is," I said. I kept looking at him and he finally looked back at me. 

"Does this feel good?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah it does," I kind of whispered. "It feels great." I looked at him, then down at his cock, then back at him. "I want to try something. Is that OK?"

He looked at me and swallowed. "Yeah."

I got up and made him move down to the end of the sofa and lay himself back against the arm rest. He could still see the movie playing on the TV made him open his legs wide so I could kind of lay down between them facing him. If I looked to the right, I could still watch the movie playing. I grabbed hold of his cock and started stroking it again while I watched the movie, stroking it at the same pace the maids head was bobbing up and down on the guys cock. My heart was beating so hard I thought it was going to jump out of my chest. I was so nervous, but I wanted to try it. On the TV, the maid pulled the guys cock out of her mouth and looked up at him and said, "I love the way your dick feels on my tongue," as she kept stroking him. I looked back up at Tommy and told him to just watch the TV for a few minutes. He turned back to the TV and I looked at his cock.

I couldn't believe I was actually holding it in my hands and had it only inches from my face. It had a kind of musky smell to it that turned me on even more. I stroked and squeezed it once more, then pulled it forward and put my tongue on the head of his cock and gave it a lick. 

"Holy shit," Tommy said and lifted his ass off of the sofa for a second before setting it back down. I looked up at him and his face was flushed. He looked almost sleepy, but his cock was throbbing in my hand as his heart beat. "Do that again."

"Did that feel good?" I asked, then bent my head forward and licked the head of his cock again. His body jerked when I did it.

"Fuck yeah, it felt great," he said. 

"Hmmm," I said. "How does this feel?" I put my tongue on the base of his cock and licked his shaft all the way up to the head of his cock like the maid had done in the movie.

"Ohh....that was incredible," he said. He looked back down at me, then back at the TV. "Can you do it like she does?"

I looked at the TV. "I could try to," I said. "Rewind it back to the beginning and I'll try and do what she does."

Tommy grabbed the remote of he floor next to him and hit the scan backwards button. I was watching his face as the movie scanned backwards. He was so excited his face was flushed bright red. He hit play on the remote, looked down at me and smiled and said, "It's back on."

I looked back at the movie and watched how the maid was sucking and stroking the guys cock. I started moving my hand up and down the shaft of Tommy's cock like she was doing, putting a kind of twist into it I didn't notice the first time we were watching it. While I did that, I let my tongue slide all over the head of his cock, then I'd pop it into my mouth without really going down, just kind of sucking on the head while I stroked his shaft with that same twisting motion. It wasn't exactly like the maid was doing in the movie, but Tommy wasn't complaining at all; he was groaning and moving his hips a little trying to push more of his cock into my mouth without forcing me. I was teasing him a little, but I had kind of gagged the first time I pushed his cock towards the back of my throat and I figured I better work up to it. I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth. I couldn't believe something could feel so hard and so soft at the same time.

Tommy looked down at me and kept rocking his hips up a little each time my hand stroked down on his cock. "Oh my God, I can't believe this is even happening. You're actually sucking my dick." I looked up at him and grinned without pulling him out of my mouth. "My cock is really in your mouth. I've had dreams about this."

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and gave him a slow, hard lick from his balls to the top of his cock and flicked my tongue over the head like the maid was doing. I gave him a few long strokes and asked him while I kept my eyes on the TV, "Does it feel as good as you dreamed it would?"

"No," he said. "This feels better than anything I ever imagined. I've jerked off so many times thinking about stuff like this, but actually doing it... it feels so fucking good. I feel like my cock will never be soft again. Every time I look at you and see your lips wrapped around my cock, I feel like dying." He was breathing really hard and fast, and the words just kind of rushed out of him.

Just hearing him say all that got me so turned on and hot I shoved his cock back into my mouth and started sucking it faster and harder. Just knowing I was turning him on so much, turned me on even more. I was pushing down farther with each stroke and I was getting it all the way to the back of my mouth without gagging now. I started to move my head faster and kept looking at the maid in the movie to make sure I did everything she did. Aside form being in a bed on the TV, Tommy and I were in basically the same position as the couple in the movie and I could almost imagine a camera crew filming me sucking Tommy's cock and how it would look on TV. 

In the movie, the couple was changing positions now, with the man kissing and licking his way down her tits and belly. As I swirled my tongue around the head of Tommy's cock, I watched her lay back and spread her legs wide and high as the guy buried his face and tongue into her pussy.

I kept stroking Tommy's cock, slower now, and looked up at him and asked, "Did you ever dream about doing anything else?" He glanced quickly at the TV, then back down at me. I swallowed and said, "I guess it's only fair to tell you, I've had dreams and fantasies about you too. I wondered what it would feel like to hold your cock in my hand, put it in my mouth, all of it. Some other stuff too."

"Do you want me to eat you out?" he asked. "Is that what you want?"

I bit my lip and nodded. "I want to know what it feels like to have your tongue on my pussy. You can kind of do what I did if you want. Follow along with the movie."

He looked back at the TV and got up off the sofa. I flipped over and scooted up where Tommy had been. Tommy looked down at me and was stroking his cock. I opened my legs up slowly and rubbed my hand over my pussy a few times. Tommy said, "Hold on a sec," and reached down for the remote and ran the scene back to when the guy started licking and kissing his way down the maids body and pushed play, then threw the remote back down on the floor and turned back to me. I opened my legs wider to allow him to lay between them and he started kissing and licking my nipples and squeezing my tits together. I could feel his hard cock pressing down on top of my pussy and I knew right then I was going to feel him inside me before we were done.

He stated to lick down my belly and I could feel my pussy throbbing waiting to feel his tongue down there. His mouth was just inches from my sopping pussy and he started kissing the inside of my thighs right next to my pussy. He pulled his head back and looked down at my wetness. "You look just like the girls in the magazines. Your pussy is so hot." Then he put his tongue right on my shaved, swollen lips. 

I gasped and arched my back. I thought he was teasing me, but I think he gagged a little too the first time he licked me and got a taste of my pussy juices. I put my hand on top of his head and gently pushed down. "Eat my pussy, Tommy. Please. I want to feel your tongue on my clit." I looked back at the TV for a second, then down at Tommy looking up at me. "Lick my pussy like he' licking hers."

Tommy glanced at the TV, then dove back down licking my slit from the bottom to the top, then flicking his tongue over my clit. My pussy was so hot it felt like it was on fire. I reached down and pulled my lips back, exposing my clit. Tommy was watching the TV sideways and trying to lick my pussy the same way as in the movie. He was licking my pussy up and down my slit, then flicking his tongue over the clit when he reached the top. I was arching my back and moaning, but I wanted his tongue on my clit, so I reached down with one hand and pulled my pussy lips back, while I took the other hand and pushed on the back of his head, trying to guiding him to the top of my pussy. He opened his eyes and looked at me with his tongue buried in my pussy and I felt my heart skip...it was all so hot and unbelievable to see Tommy fucking me with his tongue. 




Summer Vacation Ch. 04



"Lick up at the top, Tommy," I said. "Lick my clit. It feels so good when you do that."

Tommy grinned a little and moved his tongue up to my clit and started flicking his tongue over it in between licking around it in circles. I looked at the screen and saw the guy doing the same thing to the maid. It felt incredible, like someone had put the sun down between my legs. I was moving my hips upward every time he flicked my clit and moaning as I laid back and closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his tongue on my pussy.

With my eyes closed, I felt Tommy place a finger at the opening of my pussy and circle it around, then slowly push his finger inside me. I moaned as he began to move his finger in and out of me. 

"Oh, right there, yeah," I said. "Finger my pussy Tommy. Just like that." I opened my eyes when he pushed a second finger into me and looked at the screen. The guy was fingering the girl hard and fast with two fingers while he licked her. Tommy was going slower, but was still licking over and around my clit while he pushed his fingers in and out of me. He glanced over at the TV and pulled his head back. I could see his fingers pumping in and out of my pussy, slick with my juices. 

Tommy looked up at me and asked, "Do you want to do everything that they are doing in the movie? Or should I just keep doing this?"

I looked back over to the TV just in time to see the guys cock slide into the maid's pussy and start pumping. She was still on her back and was squeezing her tits with her hands, then pulling one tit up and licking the nipple while he fucked her. As I watched for a few seconds, she dropped a hand down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy while his cock drove in and out of her.

I looked back at Tommy and he raised his eyebrows and kind of shrugged a little. "We've gone this far."

I bit my lip and nodded. "Yeah, let's do it. I want to feel your cock inside me."

Tommy stood up and I spread my legs wide and reached for his cock. He got on the couch on his knees between my legs and I positioned his cock at the opening of my pussy. He grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down my slit, wetting the tip. 

"I can't believe were actually doing this," he said, then looked up at me. "Are you sure?" he asked.

I reached down and grabbed hold of his cock while at the same time hooking my heels into his ass and pulling him forward, guiding him inside me. His cock felt incredible as it slid all the way in and he stayed fully inside me for a few seconds before slowly pulling out and sliding it back in.

"Jesus, this feels so good," he said. "You are so tight."

"Your cock is inside my pussy, Tommy," I said, looking up at him. "You're fucking me right now." I smiled at him and pushed my hips up into his thrusts.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

I shook my head. "It feels great," I said. I had lost my hymen by masturbating, fingering and toying myself with different things for about a year now. "It feels tight, but good." I moved my hips up against him and said one of the lines I had heard from the movie. "Fuck me Tommy. Your cock feels so good."

Tommy started moving his cock in and out of me, slowly at first, then faster. I was moving my hips upward each time he pushed into me. I grabbed my tits and squeezed them, rolling my nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Then pulled my left tit up and licked around the top of my nipple like the maid in the movie had. 

Tommy leaned forward and licked at my nipple. Our tongues touched and I could feel my pussy spasm and clench Tommy's cock. Up to this point, with everything else that we had done, we had never kissed. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a deep kiss, our tongues deep in each others mouths. He was pumping his cock in and out of my pussy while we kept pushing our tongues into each others mouths and licking each others lips. We finally pulled back and looked at each other.

"God, that felt great," Tommy said.

"That was incredible," I said, a little out of breath. "It was almost like we were fucking with our tongues."

Tommy's strokes were coming faster and he was breathing faster. On the TV, they had changed positions and the guy was fucking the maid from behind. I reached down between us and started rubbing my fingers back and forth over my clit while Tommy pounded his cock in and out of me. I was almost screaming from the sensation and knew I was close to coming. 

"Don't stop, Tommy," I said, breathing faster. "Oh, please, just don't stop."

"God, this feels so fucking good," Tommy groaned and kept pounding his cock in and out of me. I could feel my pussy getting tighter and a flushed feeling cascading down my body, my pussy tingling. I rubbed my clit faster.

"I'm going to cum, Tommy," I gasped, my breaths coming in short hard gasps. "Don't stop. Fuck me harder. Whatever you do, just don't stop."

My orgasm hit and I could feel my pussy tighten and clench Tommy's cock. I reached back and grabbed his ass cheeks with both my hands and tried to push him as deep into me as possible. I was bucking my hips as wave after wave of pleasure spilled through me and my clit was rubbing against his lower belly sending spasms throughout my pussy.

Tommy was still rock hard and deep inside of me when I finally collapsed back against the sofa, out of breath. My legs were shaking, but I still had my ankles hooked over his calves and was rubbing my legs up and down his. 

"Oh my God, that was fantastic," I said, rocking my hips a little. I reached back and squeezed his ass cheeks and felt his cock twitch inside me. "How are you still so hard? I thought you would probably cum before I did.

He looked down at me and kind of shrugged. "I jerked off this morning when I first woke up, before I ever came down stairs. Then I jerked off with you watching the porn movie, then jerked off again in the shower before I came back downstairs. I've come 3 times already this morning." He ground against me, then pulled part way out of me and a look of disappointment crossed his face. "Do you want me to stop? I mean, you already finished."

I reached back and squeezed caressed his ass cheeks, liking the way it made his cock twitch and jump. Then I pulled him forward until his cock was again buried completely inside me. 

"Don't waste it Tommy," I said and moved my hips up and down. I lifted my hand up under his chin and tilted his head up so we were looking in each others eyes. "You can fuck me as long as you want to, whenever you want to." I lifted my head up kissed him, sucking his lower lip into my mouth before pulling back and letting it slowly slip out of my mouth. Tommy was looking down at me with an "I don't believe I'm hearing this" kind of look on his face, but he had started moving his hips again, pumping his cock in and out of my pussy.

"Are you serious?" he asked. "This wasn't a one time thing?"

I started rubbing his chest and biting my lip, then shook my head. "I'm totally serious. I want to try everything with you. We can do anything that you want, anything from the magazines, even anything from the videos." He was moving in and out of me faster while I was talking.

He glanced back over at the TV, then back down at me. "Can we do that then?"

I looked over and the guy had pulled out of the maid's pussy and she was sucking his cock again, pumping it hard with her hand, trying to make him cum. While I watched, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and aimed it at her tits, letting the guy cum all over her chest. 

I looked back at Tommy and nodded. He pulled his cock out and sat back on the sofa. I got up knelt on the floor in front of him taking his cock in my hands and pumping my hand up and down. His cock was slick from my pussy juices and I actually wanted to see what it would taste like....Tommy's cock and my pussy together. I moved my head forward and touched my tongue to the slit at the end of his cock. There was a little bit of a salty taste, but once I put the head in my mouth and started sucking and swirling my tongue around the tip, I could taste my pussy on him as well. I started pumping my hand faster and twisting it on the shaft while I bobbed my head up and down faster and faster.

"Oh shit, yeah." Tommy said. His hips were moving up in time with my hand and head. "Keep going...I'm so fucking close."

I looked up at him squirming on the sofa, his face flushed and excited and felt a jolt of pleasure that I was the one making him feel that good. I kept looking at him while I sucked and stroked his cock, moaning a little in the back of my throat. 

Tommy bit his lip and his cock felt like it was getting harder in my mouth and hand. Tommy reached down and touched my arm. "I'm going to cum," he said.

I kept stroking and sucking, pumping his cock faster. I still had the head of his cock in my mouth with my lips wrapped around the shaft. I was still swirling my tongue around the tip as I stroked him.

"I'm right there," Tommy said. "I'm going to cum." 

He tried to pull his hips back and I locked my lips down on his cock and squeezed it at the base while I pumped my head down as far as I could before pulling back. I felt his cock start to spasm and I could feel his cum shooting into my mouth. Tommy sat forward and grabbed onto my head. I kept pumping and sucking until his cock stopped jerking and I couldn't feel anything else coming out of him. Tommy flopped back onto the sofa and looked down at me. I looked up at him as I held on to his cock, then put my lips over the head and let his cum dribble out of my mouth and run over and down his cock. I lifted my head up and let some of the salty cum run down over my chin like the girls in the Puritan magazines we were looking at. Then I rubbed the cum up and down his cock and into his pubic hair.

"That didn't taste too bad," I said, and smiled up at him. 

Tommy was totally out of breath. He looked at me and gasped, "I didn't know you were going to do that. I was trying to warn you before I finished." He licked his lips. "That was so hot, the way you did it."

I leaned forward and licked at some of the cum on his cock. There was hardly any white stuff, it was mostly clear fluid. I guessed he had already cum too many times and I wondered what it would taste like when it was thick and milky.

"I wanted to see what it tasted like," I said. I smiled at him. "How did it feel?"

"Fucking amazing," Tommy said.

I looked down at his cock, slick with my saliva, pussy juice and his cum. His pubic hair was matted and sticky.

"I need to clean up again," he said. 

I got up and headed for the bathroom. "I'll help you," I said as I headed down the hall to get the razor. "I think we really need to clean you up...like the guys in the pictures and movies."

I knew this was going to be a great summer. I was looking forward to all the things we were gong to do together, wondering already how it was all going to feel. I couldn't imagine the summer getting any hotter than this.

But I was wrong.



Summer Vacation Ch. 05



"I'm glad you called to let me know you were going to be late last night, Tommy," Aunt Karen told the young man Monday morning while they ate breakfast. "That was so polite of you." She gave her daughter a rather stern glance as she said it.

"Come on, Mom, don't start on that call if you're going to be late stuff already," Kim said, a pretty pout on her face. "I was home early last night."

"I'm not talking about last night," her mother said, "I'm talking about the rest of the summer. I don't want you out until all hours while I sit here worrying. You can call if you're going to be late, just like Tommy does."

"I'll try," Kim said. She glared at Tommy as if to say, "Brown-noser!"

Tommy didn't know why his cousin was so upset. Calling was a natural thing for him to do. It was something drilled into him by his parents and he did it without thinking. It was as natural for him as breathing. He couldn't understand why Kim was so upset. Oh, well.

"Your job starts today, doesn't it?" Karen asked her daughter.

"Yeah," Kim replied, sounding a little surly. "I gotta get going. They're expecting me at the mall."

"Where are you working?" Tommy asked.

"Maggie's Trends," Kim replied. It was a clothing store in the mall that sold the latest fashions. The sales clerks were all young and attractive, like his cousin. The owner let them buy outfits from the store for ridiculously low prices on condition they wear them to work. It was like having live models for the clothing she sold, and seemed to work well. Maggie - actually her name was Florence Duggs and she was built like a water buffalo - had become spectacularly successful serving the teen market.

Tommy figured Kim's job at the store accounted for way she was dressed: a loose sweater with pink diamonds scattered over it and an extremely deep V-back, and the tightest pink mini-skirt he'd ever seen. It wasn't the kind of outfit most girls wore to hang around the street or go to the beach and looked awfully good on her. The young man recalled what he'd seen his beautiful cousin do the night before and felt himself getting hot.

"You look a little feverish this morning, Tommy," Aunt Karen said, noticing her nephew's red face. "Are you OK?"

"Ah...yeah...I-I guess so," he stammered. The memory of Kim lying on her bed, the fake black cock plunging in and out of her pussy, had him hard as a rock. How in the hell would he get out of the kitchen? God, what a mess!

"I've got work to do at the church this morning," Karen announced, returning to the counter to get something. "I'll probably be gone all morning. What are you planning to do, Tommy?"

"Ah, I've got to run over to North Hamden," he replied. "I have to see someone over there about something."

"Oh?" his aunt said. She turned and looked at him. Kim excused herself and left. Tommy couldn't take his eyes off his cousin's undulating bottom as she walked toward the door. Just before she went out, Kim turned and gave him a smile that shook him to his socks.

"Does she know I watched her last night?" he wondered, his mind spinning. "God! If she does..."

"What do you have to do in North Hamden, Tommy?" Aunt Karen asked again. "Earth to Tommy..."

"Huh?" Tommy, befuddled, looked at his aunt. "Ah, there's...there's a man over there I have to see about joining a health club," he stammered. It was sort of a lie, but he didn't want anyone to know about his karate training.

Aunt Karen looked surprised. "A health club..." she said softly. "I guess I never thought about you as the health club type." She patted her full hips. "I suppose I should think about joining one, shouldn't I?"

"Ah...I-I think you're pretty, Aunt Karen," Tommy choked. "You...you don't need to go to a health club as far as...as I-I'm concerned." It wasn't a lie. He thought she was very pretty and he'd seen a lot more of her than she knew.

His aunt reddened and said, "Why Tommy, that's very sweet." She looked even more attractive with the flush on her face. "But I know I could stand to lose twenty pounds. Will you be gone all morning?" Her question sounded innocent, and if Tommy hadn't observed what he had the day before, he'd have thought nothing of it.

The young man nodded. "Yeah, I'll be gone most of the day," he said. "She's probably going to bring Reverend Grayson over again!" he thought. If he worked things right, maybe he could watch them screwing again! Even if he didn't get laid this summer, it looked as if he was going to have the chance to watch a lot of other people doing it. His groin got more congested. He hoped his aunt would leave for church before he had to get up from the table. Otherwise, she'd see what had grown in his pants, and he wasn't sure how he'd explain that.

"Well..." Aunt Karen washed and dried her hands. "I have to get going. Reverend Grayson is expecting me." She came over to the table and kissed Tommy on the forehead. "Will I see you for dinner tonight?"

"Ah...I've got work tonight," the young man replied. The touch of her lips did nothing to calm the turmoil in his body.

"OK," Karen said. She turned and left the house.

Tommy heard her car start and leave the driveway. He finished eating, put his dishes in the dishwasher, then went out, got in his folks' car and drove a few blocks to the parking lot of a supermarket. He could go to the karate dojo some other time. He'd already worked out more than he had to this week. He locked the car and walked back to his aunt's house. She and Reverend Grayson better show up or he'd wasted a perfectly good morning, but if they did... He lay down on his bed and began reading a book.

Tommy hadn't been home fifteen minutes when he heard a car pull into the driveway. He got off the bed, pushed his bedroom door almost closed, and peered through the crack.

Aunt Karen and Reverend Grayson walked in. The minister was kind of pale and looked very nervous. He kept looking around and wringing his hands. "Ben, stop worrying, I already told you Kim's working," Karen told the man, "and Tommy's gone to North Hamden. We have the house to ourselves." She moved into the preacher's arms and their lips locked together. The pastor's hands cupped Karen's full bottom and pulled her against him. Tommy heard their groans as their bodies pressed together.

"I hate myself for being this weak!" Reverend Grayson gasped when the kiss ended, "But I can't stop! Being near you makes me crazy!"

"You have the same effect on me, my love," Tommy's aunt purred. She sank to her knees and began unzipping the man's fly. Then she fished the man's cock out and began caressing it with her mouth.

A look of ecstasy formed on the pastor's face. "Karen! Oh!" he groaned passionately. "How can anything so wrong feel so good?"

Tommy's cock lurched in his jeans. Aunt Karen was sucking off Reverend Grayson! Right there in the living room!

The pastor's legs got wobbly as the lovely woman's mouth glided up and down on his cock. He clutched a chair for support. "God, Karen, that feels heavenly!" he crooned, his hands tangling in her hair, pulling her face against him. "I never knew I could feel like this!" he groaned, hips thrusting frantically, fucking his cock into her mouth.

As he watched his aunt suck the minister's cock, Tommy gripped his young, hard cock in his hand. He'd sure like to know what that felt like! If it felt half as good as it looked like it did, it would be awesome!

"Karen! My word!" Reverend Grayson moaned, "Don't make me come like this! I want you!"

The beautiful, full-bodied woman let the man's cock slide from her mouth and looked up at him. "You want me, do you, Ben darling?" she murmured.

"God forgive me! Yes!" the over-heated preacher cried. He dropped to his knees, pulled Karen into his arms, and kissed her. "I've got to have you!"

"Take me, then!" Karen said. Still kneeling, she pulled out of her lover's arms and turned so her back was to the him. She reached behind her and flipped up her skirt.

Tommy couldn't believe it! His aunt wasn't wearing underwear!

"Oh! Oh, Karen! Oh, Karen!" Reverend Grayson moaned. He quickly thrust himself into the woman's offered, hot vagina. His fingers dug into her hips and he pounded into her like a mad bull, his thrusts so forceful they made her body quiver and shake. The parson's legs slapped against his partner as he lunged against her wildly, plumbing her depths with his erect cock.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen moaned. Her hand raked the thick shag carpet she was kneeling on. Her body quivered from the lusty onslaught of her lover. "Harder! Yes! Give it to me! Harder! Harder!" She pushed her bottom back against the man's invading cock. "Ben! Ben! Yes! Uh! Take me! Take me! Now! Oh! Oh! Now! Now!" the lust-possessed woman cried, her body arching and bucking, when she came.

"Eeyahh!" the lust-maddened minister cried, his face beet-red, his hands digging into Karen's flesh, as he spewed his hot cream into her.

When the couple on the living room floor came, so did Tommy, spurting his seed into a sock he had handy for that purpose. Legs wobbly, he sagged against the doorjamb. Maybe, somehow, he could get Aunt Karen to let him fuck her. If he told her he knew what she was doing with the minister... No. He couldn't do that. It would be blackmail. He wanted her to come to him willingly.

"I can't believe we did this on your living room floor like animals in heat!" the minister exclaimed breathlessly. He and Karen continued to lay on the soft carpet, clutching each other, temporarily sated.

Karen responded with a throaty laugh. "I've always wanted to do something wild like this," she said. She kissed the minister. "I'm glad I convinced you to do it."

"My word, Karen! I didn't have a choice!" the parson breathed. "I couldn't wait! You make me do such incredible things! I-I can't get enough of you!"

"I hope not," Karen murmured. She began stroking his flaccid, sticky cock. "We have the house to ourselves for the morning and I don't want to waste a minute of it." She wasn't sure how many opportunities like this she'd have and didn't want to waste this one.

"Oh, Karen!" the reverend groaned. His eyes rolled back in his head. "I've never met a woman like you!"

"Let's go in the bedroom," Karen said. She got up and urged Reverend Grayson to his feet. "As much fun as this was, it's nicer in bed, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes!" the pastor replied. He followed Karen down the hall.

Tommy stepped back and pushed his door closed quietly, letting them pass. Fortunately, they had no idea he was there. He didn't know what would happen if he was discovered, but he figured it would be a mess. When his aunt and her lover were in the bedroom, the young man opened the door and moved noiselessly down the hall to the same position he'd had before outside his aunt's bedroom.

"Eat me!" he heard his aunt demand. "Do me like I did you!"

The next thing the young man heard were his aunt's moans of delight as Reverend Grayson did as she requested. He peeked around the partly open door and saw that the man's head was again between his aunt's legs. He thought that once you made it, you were finished. From the way the couple on the bed were acting, that wasn't the case at all!

"Yes! Oh, yes!" the lush-bodied woman cried as the pastor's lips and tongue punished her clit and vagina. "You're going to make me cum! Ah! I'm cumming! Oh, Ben! Ben! Ben!" Her hips rose off the bed, gyrating wildly, and her hands tore at the bedcovers as a powerful orgasm swept through her.

From his vantage point in the doorway, Tommy realized that what Reverend Grayson hadn't just turned his aunt on. The preacher's cock was as stiff as it had been when Aunt Karen was sucking it.

Tommy watched, wide-eyed, as the man slid on top of his aunt's still-spasming body and jammed his rigid shaft into her. His hips went wild and he slammed repeatedly into her. "Ah! Karen! Karen!" the minister cried, his plunging hips driving against her, as he spewed his spend into her.

"Uhh! Nnahh! So hot! Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen cried. She clutched the man, pulling him against her lush breasts, her legs thrashing as she came and came. "Again! I'm doing it again! Yes!"

When he finished, the minister rolled off and lay on his back next to Karen, staring at the ceiling. "I-I don't know what to do," he said softly, his voice cracking. "What we're doing...it's...it's against everything I believe in. It's against God's laws! We're married, both of us!" He began to sob. "God forgive me, I can't help myself when I'm near you."

Karen rolled on her side, her jellied breasts moving enticingly, and stroked the sobbing man's face. "We're not hurting anyone, Ben," she whispered. "We want each other. All we're doing is responding to our God-given needs."

The man sobbed even harder. "That's blasphemy, Karen!" he exclaimed, "What we're doing is wrong! We...we have to stop!"

Karen began kissing her way down the man's body. "Are you sure you want to stop, Ben?" she murmured. She clutched his cock in her hand and kissed the tip, which was still shiny and sticky with the juices of their joining. "Don't you want more of this?"

The minister suddenly bolted from the bed and ran toward the door, startling Tommy who just barely managed to get back to his room as the parson rushed out of his aunt's bedroom clutching his clothes in his hand.

"We have to stop!" Reverend Grayson cried while he stumbled down the hallway, struggling into his clothes. "I-I can't do this any more. My God! I'm committing adultery. If I don't stop, I won't be able to face my congregation any more!"

Nude, Karen followed the fleeing man, her breasts jiggling delightfully. "Ben, please don't go," she said. "We need each other. What's wrong with that?"

She didn't want to lose the loving Ben gave her. She was positive she'd never be able to find anyone else who wanted her. The loneliness she'd felt during Dave's sales trips was unbearable. Ben had helped her with that, and now she was about to lose him. Desperately she tried to think of something to say that would keep him from leaving. "Ben, please," she begged. "Why are you doing this?"

"If you don't know, I can't explain it," the minister groaned. He checked his fly and shirt buttons, then bolted out the door.

Dejected, Karen turned and started toward her bedroom. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She knew what she and Ben were doing was wrong, but, dammit, it was the best sex she'd had in a long time. Ben was a patient and gentle lover, not like Dave, who only wanted to jump on and jump off. She'd never before had the gentle, loving kind of sex Ben gave her. Now she'd lost it.

As she walked down the hallway, she thought she heard a noise in the spare bedroom and, forgetting her state of undress, went to check. She reached for the partly-open door of the spare bedroom, the one her nephew was sleeping in.

Tommy didn't know what to do. If Aunt Karen didn't go back to church, how would he get out of the house without her seeing him? He leaned against the wall, breathing hard, struggling with his dilemma.

The door opened and there stood Aunt Karen, wonderfully naked, a shocked look on her face. "T-Tommy! What are you doing?" she exclaimed. She paled, remembered she was naked, and tried to cover herself with her arms. Stunned and frightened, she realized her nephew had been there the whole time Ben was there! He...he knew! What was she going to do?



Summer Vacation Ch. 06



Tommy was just as surprised as his aunt and, like her, he didn't know what to say or do. He tried to think of something, but couldn't. As he stared at her wide-eyed, his naked aunt turned and ran from the room. After she disappeared, the young man stood there shaking, wondering what would happen next.

Shaking, Karen entered her bedroom, went to the closet, and put on a robe. She tried to get her racing thoughts under control. Somehow she had to convince her nephew to not tell anyone what he'd seen. "Tommy, would you...would you come here, please?" she called. She decided she would do whatever it took to get him to understand why she had done what she'd done, and not to tell anyone about it. If word about her and Ben got out...My God!...she'd be humiliated and would be an outcast in town. Her life would be ruined.

His legs unsteady, Tommy headed for his aunt's room. He had no idea what she was going to say or do. Would she make him leave? God, if he had to go to Alaska anyhow... When he walked into Aunt Karen's bedroom he saw her wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe, sitting on her bed. She looked scared, maybe as scared as Tommy felt.

Karen looked up at him. "Come here, Tommy," she said softly and patted the bed next to her. She watched the young man walk across the room. "Actually," she thought, "he's not a kid any more, is he?" She'd always thought about him as her sister's little boy. He was anything but a little boy. He was a nice-looking young man. She was surprised she hadn't noticed that before.

Hesitantly, Tommy walked over and sat down on the bed next to his aunt.

"Tommy, how...how long have you been here?" Karen asked.

"Ah...a...a while," the young man replied.

"I thought you told me you were going to North Hampden," she said.

Tommy shrugged. "Ah...I-I decided not to," he stammered.

"What did you see and hear, Tommy?" Karen asked softly. She hugged herself, not wanting to know how much of her terrible behavior he'd seen, yet having to, in spite of herself.

Tommy looked at his aunt, stricken. How could he tell her he'd seen her give the minister a blow-job and fuck him?

Karen's eyes searched her nephew's face and what she saw in the young man's eyes caused her to redden. "You...you saw everything, didn't you, Tommy?" she murmured.

Tommy nodded.

"Tommy, you have to understand, it isn't the way it looks," she began, her voice betraying her desperation. "Your Uncle Dave and I, well, our marriage isn't what it should be. It...it hasn't been for...for a long time. I mean, he's on the road a lot, and when he's home we don't get along the way we used to..."

"You don't have to...to explain, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. "I don't...it's none of my business."

His aunt put a hand on his arm. "I want you to understand. I-I don't want you to think badly of me..." she said. She swallowed hard and tears began rolling down her cheeks. "My God! What kind of woman have I become?" Heavy sobs shook her. Her life was ruined. Her nephew had seen her having sex with the minister! She didn't think she could sink any lower.

Tommy wasn't sure what to do while his aunt sat next to him, sobbing. Moved by her pain, he slid closer and put his arms around her. With a soft moan, she pressed her face against his chest. As she cried, he could feel her tears soaking his T-shirt. The distraught woman continued to cry while her nephew held her, stroking her back gently through the fluffy robe.

His aunt's nearness, and the knowledge that she wore nothing under the robe, was causing the young man considerable discomfort. His body responded to contact with hers in a very un-nephew-like way. His cock swelled and grew, straining against his snug jeans.

Finally Karen's sobs stopped and she leaned back. She took her nephew's face in both her hands and planted a kiss on his lips. "You're quite a young man, Tommy," she said softly. "I-I hope all this doesn't...doesn't affect the way you feel about me."

"I love you, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He shifted a little to ease the discomfort his hard-on was giving him. "This...it doesn't change that." That wasn't exactly true. He'd never really thought about her as a possible sex partner before and he sure was thinking about her that way now. Soft hands cupped his face again and once more his aunt's warm lips covered his. The first time she kissed him, Tommy felt a pleasurable jolt. This time it was as if he'd been zapped with an electric cattle prod. Only it felt wonderful! The kiss lasted longer than it should have and both of them were breathless when it ended.

"Oh, God!" Karen exclaimed. She buried her face in her hands and began sobbing again. "I'm sick! I shouldn't be having feelings like this about my nephew!" she thought. Powerful needs, not quite assuaged earlier, had begun to assert themselves as the young man held her. She felt what little control she had fleeing. She shouldn't let this happen, couldn't let this happen, but...

Tommy, unaware that his aunt was having lustful thoughts about him, gathered her into his arms again. He didn't care if he had blue balls for the rest of his life. He had to make her feel better! He rubbed her back as she again cried against him.

Karen finally cried herself out and, after she did, she moved to push herself out of his arms. When she did, her hand fell - quite by accident - on the young man's erection. When she felt the rigid organ against her hand, a shudder went through her and flames of passion leapt alive in her. Whatever resolve she might have had disappeared. She wanted him! Desperately! No matter what the consequences! If she couldn't have Ben, then...

Tommy was watching his aunt and saw a look come into her eyes that hadn't been there before. She looked kind of wild, like she was out of control. He quivered. Was she...would they...? It wasn't possible...was it?

"My word, Tommy!" Karen whispered. Her hand measured his rigid cock through his jeans. "That...that's incredible!" Her eyes moved downward while her hand continued exploring the length and breadth of her nephew's erect organ. "Tommy, you've got a hard-on!"

Tommy nodded. He sure did, and what his aunt was doing to him was making his stiff penis harder and more painful! Something was happening, something the young man wanted and dreaded at the same time. He wasn't sure he should be letting his aunt do what she was doing, but it felt so good and he was so horny he didn't think he'd be able to stop her!

"Do you want me, Tommy?" Karen murmured, her voice soft and breathless. Unbridled lust chased everything else from her mind.

Tommy nodded and grunted, "Uh-huh!" Did he ever! His aunt leaned closer, her face in front of his, her eyes peering deep into his. Closer and closer her face moved - it was as if she was moving in slow motion. Then her soft, warm lips covered his and whatever sensations her previous kisses had given him were totally wiped out the powerful emotions this kiss evoked. Even though he'd dreamed about something like this happening, he never, ever, in his wildest dreams, thought it actually would. Especially not with Aunt Karen!

Sensations, the likes of which he'd never imagined were possible, roared through him body like a hurricane. His aunt groaned softly while her tongue lashed his lips and slid between them.

Tommy met the woman's invading tongue with his, and their oral digits dueled. He'd French-kissed one or two girls before, but that didn't feel the way this did! His aunt's arms slid around him, and he tightened his embrace on her.

Finally the kiss had to end and shaken people stared at each other, gasping for breath. Moving as if in a trance, Karen opened her robe and let it slide down her bare shoulders. Her eyes, full of fire and need, held her nephew's. She didn't care if she burned in hell for all eternity. She was going to let her nephew pleasure her!

Tommy watched as the robe slid down, uncovering his aunt's breasts. What he saw amazed him! Nipples thick as his little finger projected from dark circles capping her gloriously full orbs, which rose and fell enticingly with his aunt's heavy breathing. His hand trembling, Tommy touched one of the swollen mammaries.

"Yes! Oh, yes, Tommy!" Karen groaned when her nephew's hand contacted her hot, smooth flesh. "Touch them! Please! Touch my breasts!" His touch was soft and tentative, and thrilled her like no man's touch ever had. Nobody else had ever come close to making her feel the way Tommy was making her feel right then!

Carefully and gently, Tommy explored his aunt's breasts. He'd felt the breasts of a couple of his dates, but only through their clothing. And they'd been skinny girls, not full-bodied women like Aunt Karen. His aunt's hands covered his, pressing them against her and her rigid nipples bored into his palms.

Karen laid back on the bed, but Tommy stayed seated, his hands roaming over her chest. He had to know what it felt like to suck her nipples! He bent, took one of the rigid tips between his lips and sucked it gently.

"Oh, Tommy!" Karen groaned. Her back arched and her hands went to his hair as his lips and tongue tortured her turgid bud wonderfully. "Suck them! Suck my breasts! Yes!" Her nephew, her wonderful, beautiful young nephew, was sucking her breasts and doing it delightfully!

Overjoyed by how much pleasure he was giving his aunt, Tommy was determined to give her more. He kissed from one nipple to the next through the valley between her majestic mounds and she continued to arch her back and pull at him, beseeching him to do more, to make her feel even better.

"You're so wonderful!" she crooned, her body quaking, "God, Tommy! You make me feel so good!"

While his lips were nibbling on his aunt's breasts, driving her crazy, Tommy slid his hand over the silken, softly mounded surface of her belly to the lush mat of black crinkly hair between her legs. It was still damp and sticky from what she'd done with Reverend Grayson, but he didn't care. He was too turned on to think about that. Between his aunt's legs his hand stole, onto the startlingly soft, silky, wet skin of her labia.

"Uh!" Karen whimpered when her nephew began caressing her vagina. Her hips rose off the bed and her legs strained from the delight his touch caused her. "Tommy! Yes!" she cried.

The young man was inexperienced, so he fumbled a bit, not sure what he was doing, then his thumb hit a swollen ridge at the top of his aunt's vagina.

"Yah!" the woman he was touching cried and her body lurched upward.

"That must be her clit!" Tommy thought, and began stroking it between his thumb and forefinger, as if he were jerking her off. He heard women liked having their clit played with, and from what he'd seen so far, what he'd heard was true! As he worked his aunt's clit over with his thumb, he continued his oral onslaught on her nipples.

Karen was unprepared for the feelings which beset her while her nephew explored and adored her body. Nobody had ever kissed and licked her breasts the way he was doing it, and her breasts had always been so sensitive! Her hands pulled at him, then raked the sheets. Her body twisted and turned, her back arched, and her legs flailed as feelings more fierce than any she'd ever experienced suffused her.

"Tommy! Oh, God! Oh, God! Wah! Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!" she shrieked. Her body felt as if it were exploding when one of the most powerful orgasms she ever experienced boomed through her.

Tommy was taken unaware by his aunt's powerful coming, but he sensed that the wild movements she was going through were pleasurable, not painful, so he continued until she lay still on the bed, her chest heaving, her eyes closed, a delighted look on her face.

The young man was glad he'd made his aunt come, but her orgasm left him a little confused and very turned on. His cock was stiffer than it had ever been - so stiff it hurt - and he wanted desperately to fuck her, but she'd just come! And she had already come two or three times with Reverend Grayson. Tommy was afraid he wouldn't get the chance to live out his dream of getting to make love to her.

Finally Karen stirred and opened her eyes. She looked up at the young man who'd given her so much exhilaration and smiled at him. "My God, Tommy, where did you learn to do that?" she whispered.

"Ah...I...uh..." Tommy stammered. He didn't know what to say. He didn't want to admit he'd done what he did because he'd read about it and, really, had made her come out of dumb luck.

"God, Tommy, you were magnificent!" his aunt cooed. She reached for him, pulling him atop her lush body. "Do you have any idea how long it's been since anyone has made me feel that wonderful? It's been ages!" She kissed him passionately, her arms locked around him.

That what she was doing was wrong didn't matter to Karen any more. She couldn't get in any more trouble than she was already in. She was going to teach her wonderful nephew everything there was to know about making love!

Tommy felt heat radiating up into him from her and her nipples prodded him though the T-shirt he still had on. While the kiss went on, his aunt managed to pull his shirt out of his jeans and up to his armpits. Then her hands roamed over his bared back. Her light, teasing caresses were driving him even wilder with need. The young man was worried. His aunt was really turning him on! If he didn't get to fuck her soon, he was afraid he was going to come in his pants!

"Let's get your clothes off, Tommy," Karen purred once the kiss ended. "I want to see what you look like naked!"

They did manage to get Tommy's clothes off without too much trouble and, once he was naked, he wasn't sure what would happen next. He found out quickly when his aunt gripped his throbbing cock in her soft, warm hands.

"Tommy! You're magnificent!" she whispered. Her hand began sliding up and down on his swollen shaft. "I can't wait to see what this monster feels like in me!" She couldn't believe how big her nephew's cock was! It was bigger than her husband's, or Ben Grayson's. She shuddered.

Tommy couldn't wait to get it in her. In fact, he realized suddenly, he couldn't wait at all. The lusty play he'd just finished, plus the unbearably sweet contact of his aunt's hand on his cock, had him at the point of explosion. Her words sent him spinning him over the edge.

"Gah! Oh! Aunt Karen! I can't wait! Oh, God! I can't wait!" he cried while his loins unleashed a torrent of hot seed. He laid there, stunned, and watched his aunt bend and cover the tip of his spewing cock with her mouth. Then she began gulping down the sticky white cream pumping from it. It felt so wonderful he thought he might die.

"I'm sorry, love, I didn't realize you were so close," Karen said once her nephew's body finished doing what it had to do. She continued to hold him against her and was stroking him tenderly. "Have you ever made love before, Tommy?" she asked softly.

Tommy shook his head, hesitantly admitting he hadn't. "I-I wanted to, you know, make love with you," he stammered, feeling awful. He had blown his chance to lose his virginity and was sure that once Aunt Karen came to her senses, he'd never have another one.

"Don't worry, my darling," his aunt said soothingly as her hands glided over his trembling body. "We'll make love. And we'll do it soon. I want you as badly as you want me."

Heat again began building in Tommy's young body as his aunt stroked and caressed him. He started moving his hands over her, too, stroking her breasts, making the nipples erect again. He was getting turned on again and it looked like she was, too! The fires of passion, which had banked after he came, began to blaze freely, stoked by his aunt's knowing caresses.

Karen quickly got her nephew hard as a rock again, while at the same time his inexpert, but loving, caresses rejuvenated her hunger. Eventually she lay back, pulling him on top of her. She loved to be able to feel the pressure of his hard cock against her belly. "In me, lover!" she said, moving her hips, sliding her pussy against his cock. "I want you in me!" She saw confusion in the young man's eyes and knew what it meant, so she reached between them and moved his cock so the head was at her opening. "Now, Tommy! Push it into me!" she moaned, her hips rising off the bed.

What went through Tommy as his cock sank into his aunt's super-heated body was the most intense, pleasurable sensation he had ever known. He never knew anything could feel so good! He groaned and his body began the ritual motions of loving, as if he'd done it all his life. Nothing he'd ever known felt as good as this did! He wasn't a virgin any more! Powerfully, his young hips drove against the lush body of the mature woman under him, and just as powerfully, she responded.

"Tommy! My God!" Karen groaned. "You're filling me! God! So good!" Her legs locked behind his and her pelvis ground against him. His swollen cock filled her in ways she'd never dreamed she'd be filled. She had no idea it could feel this good to be fucked!


Tommy pushed himself up on his arms and watched his aunt's body shake and quiver as he pounded into it. Her breasts bobbed and jiggled, the nipples drawing little circles in the air, as he fucked her. Her face was flushed, her mouth open and she sucked in air desperately. Her dark hair was a tousled black frame for her pretty face. "Tommy! Tommy!" Karen cried, her motions becoming frantic, "Tommy! I'm cumming! Take me, my darling! Take me! Yes! Oh, yes, Tommy! Yes! Ah! Ahh!"

"Yeah! Oh, yeah!" Tommy cried when his aunt's wildly gyrating body and spasming channel milked his orgasm from him. He felt his fluids pumping into her as his loins went into spasm after spasm of joy.

Spent, the lovers lay locked in each other's arms for quite a while after their ecstatic joining. Tommy had never felt more wonderful in his life and, judging from the way his aunt was acting, she felt pretty good, too.

"You are a magnificent lover!" Karen told him, kissing him gently. "I had no idea..."

"Ah...thanks," Tommy replied. He wasn't sure what else to say.

"Was this your first time?" his aunt asked.

Tommy nodded. "Um...ah...yeah," he admitted, feeling his face get hot.

Karen smiled gently as a rush of feeling went through her. She'd taken his virginity! That pleased her and made her feel very warm inside. "You have a lot of natural talent," she said. A shudder went through her as she realized that if their affair continued, she could teach him so many things. "I don't know if you know it, but you made me feel better than anyone ever has," she told the boy, loving the way her comment made him blush. She hadn't slept around much, but no man she'd been with had never treated her as well as her nephew had. "I'm glad you're going to be here for the rest of the summer," she said, sliding her hand up and down the young man's arm. "It will be a very nice summer, don't you think?"

"Ah...yeah," Tommy said, and smiled. "It sure will!"



Summer Vacation Ch. 07



Tommy and his aunt, exhausted by their romp in the hay, stayed in bed for a while, talking and holding each other. Finally Tommy had to get up and get ready for work.

He changed into work clothes, came out and found Aunt Karen in the kitchen, making dinner. She walked over to him, pulled him into her arms, and kissed him. "We'll have to be careful for the next few days," she said. "Your Uncle Dave will be home tomorrow."

Uncle Dave. Tommy went cold inside. He hadn't thought much about his uncle, who hadn't been home since he arrived at his aunt's house.

Karen sensed her nephew's anxiety and kissed him gently. "Don't worry, Tommy," she said, "Your uncle probably won't be home long. And when he leaves again..." She gave the young man a smile that made his cock lurch.

"Ah...I'll see you later, Aunt Karen, I-I...um... have to get to work," Tommy stammered. He backed out of her embrace and headed out the door.

Things were slow at the Inn, so Tommy and Tina got to talk quite a bit. Her little boy was in day-care, she told him, and the lady who ran the school told her that Tina's son was one of the brightest youngsters she'd encountered in a while. "She thinks I ought to get him into pre-school," Tina said, her eyes and voice filled with pride. "Only problem is, that costs money. Money I don't have."

"Hey, you know, my Dad works for the University," Tommy said. He had an idea that might help Tina. "They have a special school for bright kids. Sometimes they give scholarships."

"Really?" Tina replied. She looked at him, interested.

"Yeah," Tommy continued, "the lady who runs the program is a friend of my Dad's. Why don't I give her a call?"

Tina looked a little uncertain. "You sure it won't be any trouble?" she asked. "I mean, I don't want you getting in trouble or anything."

Tommy smiled at her. "Hey, all she can do is turn me down, right?" he said. "I'll call her first thing in the morning."

"You're really sweet, Tommy," Tina said. She kissed him on the cheek and squeezed his arm.

Tommy felt himself blushing furiously. He knew the kiss was just a gesture of gratitude, but it shook him and he wasn't exactly sure why.

Just then, Mr. Dreisbach walked out of the kitchen. "Aha!" he said, and a broad smile on his face. "I turn my back and right away the help is carrying on."

"Mr. Dreisbach!" Tina exclaimed. She turned as red as Tommy.

"Ach, you know I just tease," the Inn's owner said. "You two are the best workers I've ever seen. In fact, you remind me of myself when I was your age. Now go on, start setting up for tomorrow. I don't think too many people will come in, yet, tonight, do you?"

The prospect of getting out early didn't bother Tommy, except it meant he would have less time to spend with Tina. When they finished setting up, Mr. Dreisbach told them they could leave.

"Mind if I walk you home?" Tommy asked when they reached the street in front of the inn. He wasn't sure where he got the courage to ask her. It was early, so even if he walked Tina home, he wouldn't arrive home late. He recalled what happened between his aunt and him earlier and...

"Tommy, you're blushing again!" Tina giggled. "Does the idea of walking me home embarrass you?"

Tommy shook his head. "Ah, no," he replied, "I was just thinking about what Mr. Dreisbach said, you know, earlier." It was a lie, but a lot better than telling the truth.

"I'd be happy to have you walk me home," Tina said.

The walk home with Tina was one of the nicest times Tommy had in a while. Far too soon they arrived at the apartment building where she lived. She stopped suddenly and he heard her gasp. He looked at her. She looked scared. "What's the matter, Tina?" he asked.

"That's...that's my ex-husband's car," she whispered, staring at a beat-up old sedan parked, engine running, in front of the building. A dirty-looking, bearded man a little taller and heavier than Tommy got out of the car. He glared in their direction and started toward them.

"Got another guy already, huh, slut?" the man growled. His voice was slurred, his walk not too steady, and his eyes a bit watery.

"Ron!" Tina said. "Don't talk like that. Tommy's a friend. He works where I do."

"She screwed you yet?" the man asked Tommy.

Tommy stiffened. He'd never struck another person in anger, but he was ready to make this guy the first. He wanted to hit him, he wanted to very much. He shifted into a position from which he could launch any one of a dozen karate moves.

"Ron! What do you want?" Tina asked, her voice shaking.

"I jus' thought I'd drop by and visit my ex-old lady and kid," the crude inebriated man said, grinning. "I got visitation rights, remember? You fuckin' well oughta remember, all the goddamn support I haveta send ya!" He smirked. "You're lookin' good, Tina."

"Are you going to be all right?" Tommy asked Tina, keeping his eyes on her ex-husband, ready to move if need be.

"I-I'm fine, Tommy," she said softly. "You better go. When...when he's like this, he can be mean."

"Fuckin' A I can," the man said. He moved closer to Tommy and Tina. "I'm here to visit with her," He jerked his head in Tina's direction. "An' we don't need you here."

"You sure you'll be OK?" Tommy asked.

"Please, Tommy..." Tina said and gave him a pleading look. "You really must go. I-I don't want you to get hurt."

"Yeah, kid," her ex-husband said. "Get your ass outta here. Maybe she'll let you get in her pants some other time."

"Don't talk about her like that!" Tommy said. He stiffened, arms ready, but Tina stepped in front of him and pushed against his chest with her hands.

"Tommy, please. Just go home. I-I can handle this," she said.

"Yeah, kid, take off," Ron said. "We sure don't want you gettin' hurt, do we, kid?"

Tommy looked at Tina again. "You sure you'll be OK?" he asked.

Tina nodded. "I'll be fine, I really will," she said. "I-I can handle him."

"All right," Tommy replied. Reluctantly, he turned and started walking down the street. He turned when he was a little distance away and saw Tina and her ex-husband disappear into the apartment building. "Maybe I should call the police," he thought, but discarded the idea. Tina said she could handle the man and if he stuck his nose in where it wasn't wanted, it might make her angry. Still...he shrugged and, seething with anger, continued on home.

Just in case Kim might be putting on another performance, he went around to the back door, but was disappointed. The light in Kim's room wasn't on. Oh, well, he didn't need to watch her make love to herself any more. Not now that he had done the real thing with Aunt Karen. And the way she talked, what happened that morning wouldn't be the last time they made love, either.

The house was dark and quiet. It appeared everyone was in bed and asleep. Quietly, Tommy went down the hall to his room, went inside, undressed, and got in bed. He couldn't sleep, so he turned on the light next to his bed, picked up a book, and began reading. He found himself unable to concentrate. He was worried about Tina. What if her ex-husband hurt her? If he did, Tommy vowed silently he'd find the man and make him pay.

The door of his room opened and Tommy looked. It was Aunt Karen! She put her finger to her lips to indicate silence. He couldn't have said anything, anyhow. He just stared. She wore a white nightgown with thin straps over her shoulders and lace across her chest. It had a ruffled skirt that came just below her knees. The tiny buttons on the top were open, exposing the vee between her lush breasts.

Karen had been waiting all evening for Tommy to come home. She couldn't sleep. At first she had thought about ending what they were doing before it got out of hand, then she convinced herself it already was out of hand. Since that was the case, and her nephew was such a magnificent lover...

Her heart started pounding the minute she heard him come in. She gave him time to get settled, then went to his room. She was in his room now, and he was laying on his bed, gaping at her.

Tommy continued staring as his aunt closed the door, then walked toward him. As she moved closer, she pulled the gown over her head and let it drop to the floor. Then she was in bed with him, her warm body moving sinuously against his. Her lips and tongue teased his ear, making him instantly hard.

"I wanted to be with you one last time before Dave gets home," she whispered into his ear, making him tremble. "I've got to have you again!" Her hand slid across his belly and grasped his cock. "Oh, God! I need this so badly!"

Before the startled and excited young man could move, his aunt straddled him, her wet pussy sliding along his erect cock, her firm, strong legs on either side of his hips. She bent down and her hair cascaded onto his face, then her lips found his and locked onto them.

Tommy's hands moved up and down over the silken skin covering his aunt's back, gliding down to her firm, wondrously-shaped bottom, clutching at it as her hips moved, working the lips of her vagina against the shaft of his trapped cock.

"You want me, too, don't you, my darling?" his aunt whispered, the motion of her hips becoming more urgent, her voice husky and feral. "You really do!"

She reached between them and Tommy felt her hand on his cock. Then the sensitive tip was engulfed by warmth and wetness, and ecstasy caused him to shudder as, with a quick move of her hips, his aunt took him inside her.

The invasion of her nephew's cock sent thrills shooting up and down Karen's spine. "Yes!" she hissed. "That's what I need!" She kissed him again. "We have to be quiet, though. Kim wouldn't understand this!"

Tommy wasn't about to argue. His cousin might tell her father, and Uncle Dave was a big man, with a fierce temper. He was sure he could handle his uncle in a physical confrontation, but he also knew disclosure of his affair with his aunt would cause more trouble than either of them wanted. Meanwhile, there was something much more urgent to worry about; satisfying the voluptuous woman riding his cock.

Karen pushed herself up so she was sitting on her nephew and continued moving her hips. Her motions jiggled her breasts enticingly. She loved the way it felt to have Tommy's cock in her, and was entranced by the passion that showed on his face while she rode him. She was thrilled that she seemed to be giving him as much pleasure as he was giving her.

Tommy cupped her large breasts in his hands and his thumbs rubbed the erect nipples. His aunt's face, already flushed with desire, became a mask of passion. Her hands clutched his, pressing them more tightly against her.

"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" she groaned softly, the movements of her hips growing more ardent. "Oh, God, Tommy! It feels so good to have you in me!" she murmured as her nephew's cock lashed her insides and his hands mauled her breasts wonderfully. Then, suddenly, she stiffened.

Tommy felt the walls of his aunt's channel rippling on his embedded cock. Her hands clasped his arms, her mouth fell open, and her eyes seemed to glaze over.

"Umm! Umm!" Karen moaned, then she bit her lip. Her body shook as if an earthquake had hit. The spasms of her snug vagina became more and more powerful, milking Tommy's cock.

The young man could stand no more. "Ahh..." his groan of ecstasy was muffled when his aunt covered his mouth with hers while their bodies shared ultimate delight, straining and shoving. Powerful streams of come gushed from his cock, splattering against his aunt's cervix.

When their passion was finally sated, Karen rolled off her nephew and lay holding him, her face nestled against his neck, her lips and tongue caressing him. "I can't get over how good you make me feel!" she murmured. "I wish I'd found out about you a long time ago!"

After a delightful period of snuggling, Karen kissed Tommy one more time, then got out of bed. He watched her slide the nightgown back over her lush, wonderful body. She stood there, smiling at him, blew him a kiss, then silently disappeared out the door.


"This is incredible!" Tommy thought as he lay in his bed, staring at the closed door. "All I wanted was to lose my virginity this summer! I've already done that and a lot more. And it isn't over!" He turned out the light and pulled the covers up over him. As he was falling asleep, he wondered how Tina had made out. Was she OK? 



Summer Vacation Ch. 08



Tommy was uncomfortable at breakfast the next morning. Aunt Karen, though, was bright and cheery, acting as if nothing had happened. The young man couldn't understand how she did it.

Kim kept giving Tommy looks he couldn't interpret. It bothered him a little, but she'd been looking at him like that ever since she got home from college, so he wasn't too worried although he would have liked to know what his cousin was thinking.

"I've got to go shopping and run some errands," Aunt Karen said as she sat down at the table. "What are you two going to do today?"

"I thought I'd work on my tan," Kim said. "Today's my day off."

"I'd think you'd give a little consideration to skin cancer," Aunt Karen scolded her daughter. "You know they say too much sun isn't good for you."

"Aw, Mom," Kim pouted, "that's a bunch of bull. How can looking good be bad for you?"

"I just think you ought to be careful," her mother said as she poured some milk on her cereal. "What are you doing today, Tommy?"

"Ah...I-I thought, maybe, I'd mow the grass," he said. "It's growing pretty fast."

"Your Uncle Dave will like that," Aunt Karen said, "he hates mowing the lawn." Once more, Tommy was startled by her coolness. How could she be so calm and matter-of-fact after what they'd done?

After the dishes were cleaned up, Aunt Karen left to do her errands. Tommy went out to the garage, got out the mower, and started mowing. He'd been at it a little while when Kim came out. Tommy saw her and almost ran the mower into a bush. His cousin's swimsuit wasn't much more than black triangles of cloth connected by thin straps. It barely covered her ample breasts and a tiny triangle of black covered her pussy. Thin colored bands ran over her wonderfully formed hips to an equally small triangle of black cloth over her rear. Kim's body was extremely well-formed and the suit left little to the imagination.

Kim arranged herself on a chaise lounge and seemed to go to sleep. Tommy altered the pattern of his mowing so he could keep his cousin in view. It wasn't that warm a day, and riding the mower wasn't hard, but he was sweating. Her body was incredible! It was even better than Aunt Karen's!

Even though he'd seen his lovely cousin nude a few nights earlier, Tommy found himself becoming aroused by her partially-clad state. He throttled back the mower a little, to make mowing last longer. But, eventually, he finished. He wasn't sure what to do next, and was pondering that as he put the mower in the garage. He turned around and jumped when he saw his cousin standing in the garage doorway, that disquieting smile on her face.

"You look hot," she said.

"Ah...yeah, I am, kinda," Tommy replied. Why did she keep looking at him like that? It made him feel funny, as if she could see right inside him and knew what he was thinking.

Kim smiled. "Want a soda?" she asked.

Tommy nodded and said, "Yeah, I could use one." "Actually..." he thought, "...a cold shower might be better."

"Come on," Kim said. She turned and headed for the house. "Let's go get one."

Tommy followed his cousin, watching the firm, well-formed globes of her bottom undulate as she walked ahead of him. That view did nothing to lessen the sexual tension building inside him. He wondered if his cousin had any idea of the powerful effect she had on him.

When they got to the kitchen, Kim got two sodas out of the refrigerator and handed one to Tommy. Their hands touched and the young man felt a jolt.

"Not her, too!" he thought. "God, I'd like to find out what she's like in bed, but I don't have a chance. No way! She's four years older than I am and sure as hell isn't interested in having sex with me!" On the other hand, his aunt was lots older than Kim, and he seemed to satisfy her needs just fine.

Kim leaned against the kitchen counter and a warm smile appeared on her lips. "You're going to be a senior next year, aren't you?" she asked.

"Yeah," Tommy replied. He gulped down some of his soda.

Kim smiled and held the cold soda can against her chest, between her breasts. "That feels good," she purred. "It's really hot out in the sun."

Tommy gulped more soda and croaked, "Ah, yeah." Was Kim coming on to him? He was too inexperienced to tell. He thought about making a move, but wasn't sure what to do. He was afraid she'd laugh at him if he did.

"You like my new swimsuit?" Kim asked. She straightened up and turned so Tommy could see all of it.

He gulped and said, "Ah...um...yeah, it's really nice." How come his voice sounded funny?

"Mom had a conniption when she saw it," Kim said. "She's such a prude."

"If you only knew," Tommy thought as his eyes caressed his cousin's stunning body.

"I wish she and Daddy got along better," Kim continued, "she didn't used to be so stuffy and into all that religious crap when she was getting laid regularly."

"Ah..." Tommy murmured. He felt his face reddening. "Um...I wouldn't know anything about that."

"It's true," Kim said. She leaned against the counter again. The movement thrust her breasts out and Tommy could see the outline of her nipples through the suit.

"Her breasts are even better than her mom's!" the young man mused as he ogled his gorgeous, sexy cousin.

"It's a known fact that people who get laid regularly are more mellow," Kim said, giving Tommy that smile again. "Believe me, cousin, regular orgasms are good for you."

"Um, OK, yeah...I-I guess so," Tommy replied. He couldn't believe the conversation they were having. They were standing in the kitchen, discussing orgasms. And Kim seemed so calm about it.

"Are you still a virgin, Tommy?" Kim asked. His cousin's question caught the young man off-guard.

"Me...?" he shook his head and struggled to find the right words, "Ah...no, I'm...I'm not."

Smiling warmly, Kim moved close to him, then touched his face with a soft hand. "You know, now that you've grown up, you're kinda cute," she murmured. "I wonder if you really have gotten laid, or if you're still a virgin."

Tommy was frozen where he stood. She was coming on to him! What was it with this family?

Kim's face started to move closer and closer to Tommy's, as if she were going to kiss him. Then the phone rang. "Shit," Kim said, and flounced off to answer it.

"Yeah," Tommy heard her say. "I got home Saturday." She paused. "No, I'm not doing anything right now, I work down at the mall, but today's my day off." Another pause. "Sure, I'd love to go to the beach with you." She giggled. "Raymond, stop that! OK, I'll see you in about fifteen minutes."

She put the phone down and gave Tommy a smile. "That was Raymond Adams. He wants me to go to the beach with him. I've got to change. See you later, cousin." A wink, and she disappeared down the hallway, leaving Tommy standing there, hardly able to breathe and sporting a considerable hard-on.

The young man sagged into a chair. "Jesus! She was coming on to me!" he thought. "If that asshole Adams hadn't called, I'd be in bed with her right now. Damn!"

Raymond Adams was a classmate of Kim's, a football star who had been a big man on campus in high school. His folks had a lot of money and he'd gone to an expensive prep school then to college on a football scholarship. Tommy figured whatever chance he might have had with Kim was gone, now that Raymond was in the picture. He sat there, feeling sorry for his lost opportunity. A horn blew.

"See you later, cousin," Kim said as she ran through the kitchen, opened the door, and went out.

Tommy heard a car leave. Since there wasn't anyone there to see the bulge in his pants, he got up and headed for his room. He flopped down on the bed and picked up the book he'd been trying to read and actually managed to do some reading. He read for a while, then showered and dressed for work. He skipped lunch because he knew Mrs. Dreisbach would have all kinds of wonderful things for him to sample at the Inn, and she acted so hurt when he didn't try them. Usually he left work so stuffed with food he felt as if he'd burst.

He was just heading out the door for work when his aunt arrived home.

"Tommy, could you give me a hand with the groceries?" she asked. "If it won't make you late for work."

"No problem, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He carried in the bags stuffed with food and set them on the kitchen table. When the last bag was in, he turned. "Guess I better get going," he said.

"Just a minute, Tommy," his aunt said. She walked across the kitchen, took him in her arms, and gave him a kiss that curled his toes. "There..." she said as she stepped back, "...that's for being such a good boy. I hope your uncle takes another business trip real soon."

"Me, too," Tommy gasped. "Ah...well, I really gotta be going." He turned, fumbled with the doorknob, finally managed to get the door open, and headed for work.

Tina wasn't there when Tommy got to the Inn. He was surprised. Usually she was there before he got in. Then Rita Trimble, an older woman who sometimes worked as a waitress, walked in.

"Hi, Tommy," she said. "I guess you're bussing for me tonight. Mr. Dreisbach called and asked me to work. He said Tina called and said she wasn't feeling well."

"Oh?" Tommy felt scared. Had Tina's husband hurt her the night before? He almost told Mr. Dreisbach he wasn't feeling well and needed the night off, but realized that wouldn't be fair, so he didn't. Just the same, he was distracted all night. Once he even dropped a tray full of dishes.

"What's the matter, Tommy?" Mrs. Dreisbach asked him while he was on his hands and knees, cleaning up the mess he'd made. "You aren't usually clumsy. Aren't you feeling well?"

"I'm OK," Tommy replied, "I-I was just thinking about something else. I'm sorry about the dishes."

"No problem," Mrs. Dreisbach said. "Here, try some of this strudel. That will make you feel better. Pick you right up, it will."

The evening dragged. The Inn wasn't busy, and everything seemed to be going in slow motion. Finally it was closing time. Tommy rushed though the setups, doing most of them before Rita could help him.

Rita chuckled while she watched him work. "Must be you have a hot date tonight," she observed, "you sure are in a hurry to get out of here."

Tommy nodded and kept on working. "Something like that," he said, finishing up. "See you later."

He left the inn and ran down the street to where Tina lived. Her apartment lights were on, and he didn't see her ex-husband's car anywhere. He thought about going in, but wasn't sure if he should bother her. Maybe she really was sick. Or maybe her little boy was. Maybe he was just being silly. He paced up and down in front of the building for a while, then screwed up his courage and went up the steps. He found the bell button with Tina's name under it and pushed the button.

"Who is it?" Tina's voice said over the intercom.

"It's, ah, Tommy, Tommy Jackson," he said into the speaker.

"What do you want, Tommy?" Tina asked. "I'm...I'm not feeling well."

"I know. I just wanted to check and see if there was anything I could do for you," he replied. "Can I come up?"

"I-I don't think that's a good idea, Tommy," she replied. "I-I really need to get some rest, you know. I'll...I'll see you at work tomorrow."

That they were carrying on their conversation this way seemed weird to Tommy. Of course, she might not want him to come up for a lot of reasons. It isn't a good idea to let strange men in your apartment if you're a single woman and all.

"You sure you're OK?" Tommy asked. He couldn't be sure, but he thought her voice sounded funny.

"I'm fine, Tommy, really," Tina replied. "It was sweet of you to stop. I'll see you tomorrow, OK?"

"OK," he said. The intercom clicked off. Tommy turned and started back down the stairs. Something wasn't right and he knew it. But Tina didn't want him sticking his nose in her life, and it was none of his business, so he headed back to his aunt's house. The closer he got to his summer home, the more disappointed he became. It was too bad Uncle Dave couldn't have stayed away a little longer - like all summer.

Uncle Dave was in the living room on his recliner, watching TV, when Tommy entered. Aunt Karen was sitting in the chair she always sat in. Both of them smiled at him.

"How ya doin', kid?" his uncle said.

"I'm OK, Uncle Dave," Tommy replied, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. He really didn't want to spend any more time with his uncle than he had to. "Ah...I'm pretty beat, I think I'm gonna go to bed."

"Good idea," his uncle said. "Matter of fact, Karen, why don't we pat the pillow ourselves? Been a long time since I got to snuggle up to that bodacious bod of yours." He gave Tommy a broad wink.

Tommy had never been overly fond of his Uncle Dave and liked him even less right then. "Ah...I'm going to bed," he said and headed down the hallway. He noticed that Kim's door was closed and no light showed under it. "She must be in bed, exhausted from her day at the beach with Raymond," the young man thought, dispirited.

He went into his room, slipped out of his clothes, and climbed in bed. After several nights of frantic sexual activity, it looked like this one was going to be dull. Well, the rest couldn't hurt. A little while later, he heard muffled sounds coming from his aunt and uncle's bedroom, which was right next to the one he occupied. "I wonder," he thought, getting out of bed and heading for the closet. The way the house was built, the closets were between the bedrooms, probably for sound-proofing purposes. If he went in the closet, there would only be a thin wall between him and his aunt and uncle.

Knowing he shouldn't, the young man went into the closet, pushed aside the clothes hanging there, and pressed his ear to the wall.

"Dave, you shouldn't talk like that in front of Tommy," he heard his aunt say. The wall hardly interfered with his ability to hear at all. "It embarrasses me."

"Aw, don't be such a friggin prude," his uncle replied. "Kid's old enough to know what's going on. Christ, how the fuck did we get a daughter if we didn't do it once and a while?"

"David!" His aunt's tone of reproof was loud and clear.

"Come on, babe, plop that bod of yours here, next to mine," his uncle said.

Tommy was repulsed by his uncle's crude comments and attitude. He ought to be making love to Aunt Karen, not ordering her around like some, some...

"God, you got the best knockers I ever seen!" Uncle Dave muttered. "I love them big nipples 'a yours."

Tommy visualized his aunt's beautiful breasts, the way the nipples got hard and long. However, hearing his uncle's crude talk removed any possibility of sexual arousal. He continued listening.

"Goddamn, babe, look at this," he heard his uncle say. "Bet you want it, doncha?"

Tommy couldn't hear if his aunt's soft reply.

"Yeah, well..." his uncle went on, his voice reflecting his turned-on state, "...it's been a long time since it got in that nice, tight puss of yours, and I ain't gonna wait no longer."

Tommy heard the bed make noises and could imagine what was happening beyond the wall. He was angry and jealous, and that surprised him. After all, Uncle Dave had a right to be in bed with Aunt Karen. "He sounds like such a jerk!" the young man thought. "He didn't make any effort to really love to her, he just jumped on her like...like some kind of animal."

"Oh! Oh, yeah, baby! Yeah!" his uncle roared. "Goddamn, I like that tight snatch of yours! Here it comes, baby, here it comes!"

Tommy squeezed his eyes shut and tried to blot the image of what he knew was happening in the next room from his mind. He couldn't, try as he would. He suddenly sensed that someone was with him in the closet and he opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder.

Kim stood in the closet doorway, smiling. "Found out how thin the walls are, did you?" she whispered and came into the closet with him. "They getting it on yet? Dad usually can't wait to jump Mom's bones when he gets home. I think it's his way of convincing her he isn't cheating on her when he's on the road."

Tommy found he couldn't talk as his cousin slipped into the closet and stood next to him. He smelled the enticing scent of the perfume she had on and was painfully aware that she probably had nothing on under the blue and white striped satin nightshirt. He only had on pajama bottoms and his cousin's sudden appearance did what listening to his aunt and uncle hadn't. His cock began swelling and straining, tenting the front of the pajamas.

"Dave, please!" Karen moaned. "I-I didn't come! Don't let me hanging! Please!"

"Sounds like Daddy hasn't changed," Kim whispered. "He's always been a lousy fuck." She giggled softly. "Actually, he's a lousy fuck in more ways than one, I guess."

Tommy was stunned. He couldn't imagine talking about his parents that way.

"Goddammit!" Uncle Dave snorted, "What the hell do you expect from me? I just fucked the shit out of you. If you ain't woman enough to get off on what I done, there's somethin' wrong with you, not me!"

"Daddy is such an ass," Kim whispered.

His cousin's mouth was very close to the young man's ear, her body was touching his, and her soft breast was pressed against his arm. "I wondered if you'd figure this out," she went on. "I used to have this room, but I moved to the one down the hall because it's bigger. Mom said she was gonna make it into a sewing room, but she never did. When I had this room, I used to listen to them fucking all the time."

She paused and took a deep breath. Tommy felt her shudder a little. "Does it turn you on listening to them?" she murmured. "It used to get me hot when I listened."

"Ah...sort of," Tommy gasped. Actually, it was her nearness that had him hard as a rock! He was glad it was dark in the closet so she couldn't see the way his pajama pants stuck out in front of him.

"Come on, Tommy," Kim said and took his arm. "They're done. Once Daddy gets his rocks off, he goes right to sleep."

Tommy didn't want to leave the closet, even though he was pretty damned uncomfortable in there, what with his hard-on and all. He wasn't sure what his cousin's reaction would be when she saw it, and didn't want to take the chance of a fuss. But she was being pretty insistent. Maybe it was dark enough in his room so she couldn't see. He let her lead him out of the closet.

Tommy wasn't prepared for what happened when they got out into the room. Kim turned, pressed against him, and pulled his face to hers. Their lips met, his cousin's tongue probed into his mouth and her hips thrust against him. There was no way she couldn't know he was turned on now! He cast caution to the winds, cupped his cousin's fine bottom in his hands, and returned the kiss avidly.

"Listening to them did turn you on!" Kim whispered breathlessly when the kiss ended. "I hoped so!" She took Tommy's hand and pulled the quaking young man to the bed. They fell on the mattress and again were in each other's arms, lips joined.

Tommy's hand began sliding up and down his cousin's back, stroking her well-formed body through the silky fabric of her nightshirt as her body writhed against his. He knew now he didn't have to worry what Kim would do if she found out about his hard-on. She obviously knew he had one and wanted him to use it on her! He began working on the buttons up the front of her nightshirt and got the garment open. His hands moved boldly onto her bared skin, exploring, caressing.

With a soft groan, Kim pressed against him. "Yes! Oh, Jesus, Tommy!" she purred. "I need it so bad!" Her hand slid over his chest, teasing his nipples, stroking passion into his body. Her other hand slid down and grasped his cock. "Yes! Oh, shit! You're hard already...and you're so big! I need this!" She gave his cock a gentle, insistent tug.

Tommy was very turned on and knew that his cousin was, too. He rolled on top of her and as he did she guided his cock so it slid into her hot, tight, wet opening.




Summer Vacation Ch. 08



"Yes! Oh, yes!" Kim whimpered. She pressed her hips up against his. "God! You're filling me! Damn!" Her hands clutched his ass and her pelvis ground against his. "Make me come! Tommy! Make me come! I gotta come!"

Tommy lay atop his gorgeous cousin, his hips slamming against her, his cock probing deep into her. His hands slid under her and grabbed her ass as their bodies strained, seeking release.

Kim began moaning. "Ah..."

Tommy covered his cousin's mouth with his to muffle the screams of delight that threatened to erupt from her when she exploded into orgasm. He hung on, riding her thrashing form, clutching her against him, as ecstasy swept through her. Then, as her pussy clamped and spasmed around his probing cock, he exploded geyser after geyser of hot cream into her welcoming body.

Afterward, Kim kissed him softly, her eyes bright. "You really aren't a virgin, are you? I don't know where you learned to fuck," she whispered, "but you are damn good! Jeez! I wish some of the guys I go out with up at college were as good as you are! I haven't been this satisfied in months!" She kissed him again. "And Raymond..." She shook her head. "...he may be a jock with a lot of muscles, but he's a stuck-up snot. Christ, he's no better than my old man. All they can think about is getting their rocks off, they don't give a shit about their partner." She licked Tommy's ear. "You're different, though, cousin, you know how to satisfy a girl. I'm sure glad you're staying here this summer."

One last kiss and she was out of bed. She slipped on her nightshirt, touched him softly on the cheek with her hand, then she quietly left the room.

Tommy laid there, filled with incredulity. In a period of twenty-four hours, he'd fucked Aunt Karen and Kim, mother and daughter! His aunt and his cousin! He couldn't believe it! What he'd experienced so far this summer was so unbelievable he had to be dreaming. He pinched himself. He wasn't dreaming. Exhausted, he went to sleep.



Summer Vacation Ch. 09



Aunt Karen looked ragged the next morning. She had on her robe at breakfast - something she hadn't done since Tommy had been there - didn't smile once, and spoke very little. The young man knew what the problem was, but kept quiet. Uncle Dave and Kim would be leaving for work and he'd have a chance to talk with his aunt, maybe find some way to cheer her up.

"How come you're workin' at the Four Corners Inn, and not doin' construction, or some other kinda real work?" his uncle asked.

"Mr. and Mrs. Dreisbach are nice, the pay isn't bad, the tips are great, and I have days free to do other things," Tommy replied. The longer he was around his uncle, the less he liked him. The man was a boor, an insensitive jerk. He had no idea why his mother's adopted sister had married the guy or why she stayed married to him.

Uncle Dave pushed himself back from the table, rubbed his belly, belched, then stood up. "When I was your age I had a real job for the summer, I had to bust my ass," he said, "not loaf at some candy-ass waiters job. Shit! Most waiters are fuckin' fags, anyhow."

"David!" Aunt Karen's comment was the first thing Tommy heard her say all morning. "You know better than to talk like that in this house!"

"Jesus Christ! What ever happened to a man's home being his castle?" Uncle Dave complained. He turned and headed for the door, picking up his briefcase as he went. "I won't be home for dinner," he said, "I got a late business meeting. I'll grab something to eat after."

"I know he's my father, but he sure is an asshole!" Kim said after her father was gone. "Mom, I don't know how you put up with him."

Karen shrugged and turned toward the counter. Kim looked at Tommy, gave him that smile - now he knew what it meant - and winked at him. "How you feeling this morning, cousin?" she asked innocently.

Tommy felt his face get hot. "Ah...I'm...ah...I'm fine," he replied.

"Yeah," she whispered, "You sure are." Kim smiled at him, then started eating her cereal.

Tommy started to eat, too. He couldn't figure his cousin out. Was she trying to let her mother know she'd been to bed with him? He was learning you can't tell what people's lives are like until you live with them for a while, that was for sure.

Kim didn't have to be to work until ten and went back to her room after she finished breakfast. That was something else Tommy noticed. Nobody but him helped Aunt Karen with the dishes. He was starting to see why his aunt did the things she did. Her family treated her like dirt, so she found appreciation other places, in other ways.

He was in the living room, watching a morning talk show, when Kim flounced in. He took one look at his pretty cousin and swallowed hard. She was wearing a knit dress, black with white dots, that clung to her fantastic body like a second skin.

Kim saw the way he was looking at her and smiled. "Like the dress?" she asked.

Tommy nodded.

"I got it down at the shop," Kim said. "Ought to knock the guys' eyes out, doncha think?"

"It sure will," Tommy croaked.

Kim came over to the sofa, bent down, and kissed him, her tongue pushing between his lips. It wasn't as hot as the kisses they'd shared the night before, but it was enough to awaken the young man's cock. "Maybe we can get together again tonight," she said softly, then she was out the door, leaving her cousin puzzled and half-turned on. He was sure his folks hadn't envisioned anything like this happening when they arranged for him to stay with Aunt Karen and Uncle Dave!

Tommy sat and watched TV a little longer, getting himself under control. His young hormones had been exercised quite a bit in the past few days, but one of the nice things about his sudden immersion in sex was that he was learning control. He had a feeling that might be a good skill to have.

Aunt Karen disappeared after they finished the breakfast dishes. That was unusual, too. Usually she was busy around the house, picking up, dusting, vacuuming. Now that she wasn't working at church any more, she expended all her energy cleaning the house.

Tommy got off the sofa and walked down the hall to his aunt and uncle's bedroom. The door was closed. The young man considered knocking, then decided not to. He opened the door. His aunt was lying on the bed, her back to him, still in her robe. He walked across the room and sat down on the bed. "Are you OK, Aunt Karen?" he asked softly.

"I'm...I'm fine, Tommy," his aunt replied. She sniffled a little. She was elated that her nephew was there. She had hoped he would come in to see her once they were alone. She wanted him to make love to her to erase the terrible longing her husband's perfunctory love-making left her with the night before.

"I was worried about you, Aunt Karen," Tommy said softly. He laid his hand gently on her arm. "You weren't acting like yourself this morning at breakfast."

"It...it will be all right," his aunt replied, and sniffled a little more. She felt a shudder of delight ripple through her. His touch was thrilling her already!

Tommy caressed his aunt's arm through her robe and, as he did, the feelings he'd struggled to control earlier reawakened. For a minute he paused his moving hand, then let it continue. Uncle Dave wouldn't be home until late and Kim was at work. That meant he was free to give Aunt Karen what she needed, what Uncle Dave hadn't given her the night before. His caresses grew bolder and, as they did, his aunt shifted position, moving closer to him.

"Oh, Tommy," she whispered, "you're the only one who really cares for me." She wanted so badly to have him make love to her. She'd lain in bed a long time after her husband made love to her, thinking about her nephew's big, hard cock spewing hot juices into her. The thoughts gave her a funny feeling in her stomach. Now his caresses were doing the same thing!

"You've always been nice to me," Tommy said softly, "I don't like to see you upset." He didn't think it was a good idea to let her know he'd listened to Uncle Dave and her the night before, so he didn't mention that. His hand slid into the neck of the robe.

"Oh, Tommy! Do you have any idea how good that feels?" Karen crooned, her voice low. His touch was like nothing she'd known before. He was so gentle, so concerned about her and what she needed!

"I think I do," the young man said. "Don't move, I'll be back in just a second." He got off the bed took off his clothes, then he laid down, pressing his naked body spoon-fashion, against his aunt's. His hand again stole inside her robe, found a breast, and moved to an already-erect nipple.

"Oh, Tommy!" Karen exclaimed. She pressed her wonderfully formed bottom against him. "You do know exactly how to make me feel better, don't you?" His hard cock, pressing into the cleft between her buttocks, felt wonderful!

Tommy kept fondling his aunt's breast and she responded more and more fervently. His cock, hard as steel now, continued to press against her bottom as she wriggled it against him. He found the situation quite invigorating. He managed to get her robe off and his nakedness came in contact with hers. His rigid prong stabbed between the full mounds of her buttocks and his aunt murmured with delight.

"Oh! Oh, Tommy!" Karen purred. She moved her ass enticingly. "That feels wonderful!" Her nephew's hand slid over her body and delved between her legs. She gasped. "I love the way you touch me, my darling," she purred. "You're so gentle!" She gasped again when his fingers found her clit. "Tommy! My God!" she groaned. Her body began moving insistently as his fingers strummed her swollen, nerve-filled clit. "Oh! Oh!" How had she managed to remain sane all these years without having someone like him?

The motions of his aunt's body were doing wild things to Tommy's cock, trapped as it was between the warm, soft cheeks of her bottom. It wasn't fucking, but it was almost as exciting. It felt so nice, he thought he might be able to come that way, and wouldn't have minded if he did. It wasn't just what her bottom was doing to his cock. He also loved the effect his caresses had on his beautiful aunt.

"Tommy! Oh, God! Oh, God!" Karen's body went wild. "You're making me come! Oh, God! Oh, Goddd! I'm cumming! Ah! Ahh! Ahhh!"

His aunt's wildly quivering body did wonderful things to Tommy's cock, but he didn't come, not then. He continued caressing his aunt until the wild movements of her body stilled, then he held her tight against him, his cock still between the cheeks of her full bottom.

"Oh, Tommy, darling, I needed that so badly!" Karen murmured, putting her hand on his, which was still cupping her breast. "You're so good for me."

"I'm glad you liked it, Aunt Karen," Tommy whispered. "I wanted to make you feel better."

"You did! You certainly did!" Karen murmured. She tightened her ass around his cock. "What are we going to do about that?"

"I thought maybe you might have an idea," Tommy replied and squeezed her breast gently.

"Well..." Karen laid one leg back over Tommy's and reached for his cock. "Let's see what we can do..." She guided the tip of his swollen organ to her sopping quim and when she did, her nephew thrust forward. She groaned with delight when his swollen organ burrowed into her quavering grotto.

Tommy groaned, too, when heat and thrills swept through his young body.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen purred, pressing back against him, drawing him as far into her as she could get him. Pleasure ripped through her once again as his cock plunged into her over and over.

Tommy thrust into his aunt forcefully, squeezing her breast, toying with the nipple. Making love in this position was wild! He could play with her body while they were making love!

"Do it! Do it!" Karen groaned. Her body shook under her nephew's delightful assault. Her hand stole to her pussy and began twirling her clit. "Tommy! Do it! Yes!"

"Gonna come! Oh, God! This feels too good, I'm gonna come!" Tommy cried, feeling the onslaught of orgasm. "Ahh! Aunt Karen! Ah! Ahh!" Powerful jets of his juices hosed into her body.

"Gahh! Tommy! Yes! Take me! Oh, God! Ah! Ahh! Ahhh!" the full-bodied woman cried in delight as uncontrollable ecstasy roared through her.

"Oh, God, darling, I needed that so desperately," Karen crooned afterward, hugging her nephew against her. "God, you make me feel so good!" She kissed him tenderly. As long as he was there, she could put up with her husband's crude behavior and half-hearted love-making.

"I'm glad," Tommy said. "I had a feeling that might be what you needed."

Karen studied the young man lying next to her. He seemed wise beyond his years at times. "How did you get to be so smart?" she asked.

"I-I don't know," Tommy said. "It's just that, you know, I kinda got a feeling about why you were down in the dumps."

Karen kissed him again. "I don't know what I'm going to do when your parents get home," she said. "It isn't going to be the same around here with you gone."

"How come Uncle Dave's the way he is?" Tommy asked.

"I-I don't know," Karen replied seriously. "He wasn't like that when we first got married, but ever since he's been on the road..." Her eyes reddened a little. "My God! Look at me! I've just had sex with my nephew, now I'm talking about what a jerk my husband is!"

"It's OK, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He didn't want his aunt to start crying. Crying women always made him feel helpless. "I don't think you're terrible at all."

Karen sniffled a little, then kissed him. "Not only are you a magnificent lover, you're sweet, too," she sniffled. She patted his bare hip. "Much as I'd like to spend the rest of the day in bed with you, I can't. I've got things to do." She kissed him, then got out of bed.

Tommy helped his aunt with household chores until it was time for him to go to work, then he left. As he walked toward the Inn, he wondered if Tina would be there today. He certainly hoped she would be. He couldn't figure out why, what with all the sex he'd been getting at Aunt Karen's, he kept thinking about Tina, but he did. He thought about the red-haired waitress a lot, even when he'd just had sex with his aunt. It confused him.

Tina didn't seem as cheerful as she'd been before.

"You OK?" Tommy asked her as they were setting up one of the tables. "You seem, I don't know, kinda down or something."

"I'm fine," Tina said brusquely and went off to get some napkins.

Tommy was confused. He knew something was wrong, wasn't sure what, and also knew it wasn't really any of his business. That didn't really matter to him. He liked Tina, and wanted to help her, but wasn't sure there was anything he could do.

About an hour before closing, two men came in. Their loud talk and somewhat unsteady gait made Tommy pretty sure they'd been drinking. Mr. Dreisbach seated them, but looked a little pained. He had told Tommy on more than one occasion that he wasn't in favor of heavy drinking. "A little wine with your meal, perhaps, or maybe some schnapps of an evening, and beer when it's hot," he'd said, "but only a little. Too much spoils the taste and usually spoils the evening. I have no use for a man who drinks too much."

Tina went to take the customers' orders and Tommy, standing near the kitchen door, saw her blush, then one of the men reached out and patted her leg. The young man stiffened. He hadn't liked the way the men were acting when they came in, he what he'd just seen even less. Tina stepped back, turned, and headed for the kitchen.

"That guy bothering you?" Tommy asked her as she approached. "If he is, tell Mr. Dreisbach, he'll ask them to leave."

"Don't worry about it," Tina said, "they've had a little too much to drink. I can handle it." She went on into the kitchen.

The behavior of the two men wasn't too bad during their meal. Tommy hovered near the table when Tina was waiting on them and didn't take too kindly to some of the off-color comments they made to her, but nothing happened that was cause for alarm. He was near the bus-boy's station when Tina went to clear the table and see if the men wanted dessert. "Can I get you gentlemen something for dessert?" she asked.

One of the men, a heavy-set, coarse-looking guy with three days' growth of beard, reached out, grabbed her apron, slid his hand over her ass, grabbed her, and pulled her to him. "Yeah, sweet thing," he said, "how about you? What time to you get off, anyhow?"

Tina struggled to get out of his grasp, but couldn't. "Please," she said, "I..."

Tommy's anger flared when he saw the man pawing Tina. He picked up a pitcher full of ice water and started for the table. Neither the men nor Tina saw him approach.

"Would either of you gentlemen like more water?" Tommy asked calmly, and then he spilled the entire contents of the pitcher in the lap of the man holding Tina.

"Jesus H. Christ!" The man let go of Tina and jumped to his feet. "You little asshole!" He started toward Tommy, who set the pitcher on the table and backed into a clear spot between the tables, prepared to move. If the guy kept coming, he was going to get a big surprise.

"Hey, Arnie, let the kid alone," the other man said, "It was an accident."

"Shut the fuck up, Mel!" Arnie said, "The little bastard dumped a whole fuckin' pitcher of ice water in my lap." He kept moving toward Tommy, not noticing that the young man didn't look afraid and, in fact, seemed anxious for him to keep coming.

"What is going on here?" Mr. Dreisbach's question, stopped the man in his tracks.

"This little asshole dumped a whole fuckin' shitload of ice water in my lap," the man said, jerking his head in Tommy's direction.

"I am sure it was an accident," Mr. Dreisbach said. He glanced at Tommy. "Wasn't it, son?"

"I'm sorry," Tommy said. "The pitcher was wet, it slipped, you know. I'm sorry, mister."

"See," Mr. Dreisbach said, "the boy has apologized. Now, if you gentlemen are done with your meal..."

"What if we want dessert?" Arnie said.

"I am sorry," Mr. Dreisbach said and smiled coldly. "We have run out of dessert." He shrugged. "Sometimes we just don't prepare enough."

"Hey, Arnie," Mel said, standing up and grabbing his friend by the arm. "Come on, let's go down to Wilma's Tavern. I'll bet some of the boys are there. We can get us a game of pool, win some money."

"Yeah, OK." The bigger man shook off his friend's grip, turned, and the two of them walked to the cash register.

"Because of the accident with the water," Mr. Dreisbach said, "the meals are no charge." Another cold smile. "And neither of you gentlemen need bother coming back. Next time, we will be out of food as well."

"Fuck you, you old asshole," Arnie said as his friend hustled him out the door.

After the men left there were no more customers, so Mr. Dreisbach closed and locked the door and put the "Closed" sign in it. He came into the dining room where Tina and Tommy were setting up the tables for the next day.

"I saw what happened with those...those pigs," he said. "Tina, you should have told me what they were doing. I don't want people like that in my place."

"Yes, Mr. Dreisbach, I'm sorry," Tina said.

"Don't apologize," their boss said. "I won't have help of mine treated that way, is all. I value my employees too much." He turned to Tommy. "Young man, that was quick thinking what you did." He chuckled. "That man needed a cold bath, did he not?"

Tommy smiled and nodded.

When they finished up, Tommy and Tina left. Outside, Tommy took a deep breath. "Mind if I walk you home?" he asked.

Tina smiled, nodded, and said, "I'd like that."

During the walk to her apartment Tina was silent. Tommy wasn't sure what to say, so he didn't say anything. They arrived at her residence too soon.

"Well," Tina said, standing under a streetlight, looking at him. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," he replied. God, he'd love to pull her into his arms and kiss her! She had to be the neatest woman in the whole world!

Tina smiled and chuckled softly. "What made you think of the ice water?" she asked.

Tommy shrugged. "It was all I had handy," he replied. "I figured it would cool him off, if nothing else."

Tina giggled. "It sure did, didn't it?" she said.

"Yeah," Tommy said. "I wish I'd had a five-gallon bucket full of it."

Tina got serious again. "You took a chance doing that," she said. "He was real mad. I was afraid he was going to hit you. If Mr. Dreisbach hadn't come out of the kitchen, what would you have done?"

Tommy shrugged and said, "I...I guess I'd have thought of something." Actually, he planned to kick the man in the balls, then follow that up with a thrust kick to the head.

Tina moved closer, put her hand on either side of his face, pulled him down to her, and kissed him softly. "Thank you," she said softly. "For what you did for me tonight, and for being my friend."

Tommy's heart was pounding and his chest felt as if someone had wrapped a rope around it and pulled it tight. "Ah...you...you're welcome," he croaked. His lips tingled from her kiss. He had enjoyed sexual wonders with his aunt and cousin, nothing he'd experienced with them had made him feel quite like Tina's short kiss had.

Tina smiled and stepped back. "Well, I better get in," she said. She turned and started up the steps. Before she opened the door, she stopped, turned, and smiled at Tommy. "See you tomorrow."

Tommy waved back and started down the sidewalk, feeling better than he had in a long time.