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Sunny

By: Jess



You weren't exactly sure of what was on his mind when you got the email at work, but it was intriguing enough to pique more than just your interest.

You HAD had a crappy week. Everything was falling in your lap and you felt like everyone's nursemaid. Your boss, in particular, was driving you nuts. And to find yourself in the office, working, alone, on a Saturday... and the FIRST really NICE Saturday of a miserable summer, was almost more than you could stand. You wanted to be at the POOL. You wanted to be on your porch, sipping a beer, feeling the rays of the sun. You wanted to be ANYWHERE but in this stinking hellhole.

So when your lover's email popped up on your desktop, with the subject "A promise," you opened it and found his words to jump out at you, and invade your breathing, and your crotch.

"I have packed what we need for a short trip to a special place I know. Be in front of your building at 1:00. Don't worry about anything. You will want for nothing. Kisses, love."

You glanced at your watch and saw that it was already 12:15. Good, not too much time to wonder about what he had up his sleeve, but enough time to get things finished. Efficiently, you completed your work, and you were closing the desktop at 12:56. You bounded out of the building, and found your lover sitting in the Mustang, with the top down, a basket in the back seat, and a wonderful smile on his face.

You climbed into the passenger side, gave him a not-so-quick kiss, and started to ask "where...."

"Shhhh. No questions. My game."

So, you sat back in the car, and let him take you to your destination unknown.

As the journey progressed, you undid your hair, to allow it to fly in the breeze. His hand found your leg, and you enjoyed the feeling of power in his hand. You may have even involuntarily moved your hips slightly to let him know that you were completely open, and completely free, and he responded with a gentle nudge in the direction of your sex. As you had gone in to the office dressed somewhat casually, he found little resistance as you parted your legs and let him know that you had not worn any panties under your skirt. Delicately, he teased the folds of your pussy, careful not to get you terribly worked up while he drove, but enough to cause you a pleasurable discomfort.

The drive was magnificent. The day was cloudless, the air dry and cool, and the lack of conversation was a welcome break from the tedium of the week. His hands played intermittently, as did yours. Your lust was apparent, and you especially enjoyed watching his cock harden under his shorts as you nuzzled your face into his neck and kissed his ear....

Finally, he pulled off of the highway, and you traveled to a remote road, stopping at a cabin that was located about a mile off of the main road. The cabin, as it turned out, belonged to one of his friends. Rustic, simple, spare, it was on a large tract of undeveloped land with a lake, and a large field behind it. You felt like you were dreaming, as he took your hand and you inspected the cabin. A large fireplace dominated a beautiful room with a large bed in the corner. The room was bright, friendly, and charming.

And you had forgotten all about your week. You felt like you were on vacation.

He handed you a bag of things that he had packed for you and suggested that you might want to go out and take a swim. As he took supplies into the kitchen, you opened the bag and found simple essentials (toothpaste, toothbrush, brush and comb, soap, and your make-up kit) and a note that simply read "you won't need much more than this."

He arrived back at in the master room, wearing nothing, carrying a bottle of cold white wine, and said "well, let's go swimming!"

The sight of your lover's body, naked and unashamed, caused a small jolt in your own body. You were still learning about one another, and he was not completely familiar to you. But you were enjoying the journey to knowledge. He had proven to be a very good lover, taking his time to explore and talk, to share fantasies, and to learn HOW. Not for many years had you been this well loved, well FUCKED. He fucked you, and he made love to you, and he gave you lovely head, and he allowed you to fuck HIM, and he loved to come in your mouth, all of the things that gave you physical pleasure, he was able to provide. You didn't know if you loved him or not, but you certainly LIKED what he could DO.

So, here was your fantasy come true. A bright sunlit day, a lake nearby, a magnificent lover at your side. Hell yeah.... You stripped off what little clothing you were wearing, and took his hand and let him lead you to the pond.

The water was cool, but you dove in head first from the dock. The freedom of being outside, naked, swimming in a cool mountain lake, was almost intoxicating. He followed you and swam out to meet you, and held your body in the water. You could feel his hard cock against your side has he held you, and the tension was immeasurable. You began to reach for it, but he pushed your hand away and said "my game." Hey! This isn't a GAME, you think... the Control Freak began to protest, when he covered your mouth with his, a quick kiss. Then he swam away from you.

You followed, and for a while it was like two kids on a hot summer day... splashing, playing, laughing, screaming, and teasing.... Finally, he took your hand and the two of you found your way to the dock, exhausted from the swimming, but invigorated all the same. He went to the basket and opened the wine, poured you a glass, and spread out a large blanket on the grass.

As the two of you sat on the blanket, you became aware of the beauty of the scene. Blue sky, and the warmth of the sun tingling on your skin. The beads of water on your body dried, and your skin soaked in the rays of the sun with a hunger and thirst. You lay back on the blanket, savoring the taste of the wine, enjoying the silence and the sun. Your head was empty, and you didn't care.

He lay back as well, his body drying as yours, and you looked to him and became filled with lust. Your passion was almost indescribable. And, almost as if on cue, he put his glass down and rolled over to meet your gaze. He kissed you deeply and hungrily, a kiss that left you breathless and wet. Your legs parted slightly as he began to trail kisses down your body. He paused at your neck, knowing how crazy it made you feel to have your neck kissed. And he was very good at kissing.... He was a master with his mouth. Your legs spread even more than a little bit, and you could even smell yourself. Your sex was open, and you could almost taste the flavor of eroticism in the air. Your eyes were closed, so you did not notice how large and hard his cock had become. Almost idly you reached your hand down to hold it, and again you were pleased to find it stiff, and full.

He pushed you on your back, however, and continued his exquisite torture... kisses on your neck became kisses on your breasts, and full fledged sucking on your nipples. Your nipples were hard rocks, and he pulled them into his mouth, pinching them with his teeth while flicking his tongue against the very, very tip of them so fast it made your head swim. Your legs were wide open, now.... Your breathing erratic and strained. The occasional moan would escape your lips. At first you were afraid, moaning so loudly out in the open, but he looked at you and smiled. "We're all alone here." My God, did he know EVERYTHING you were thinking?

And then he pushed you back, firmly, taking control, and moving down your body to find his treasure, his prize. Your legs were to either side of his chest, and you could feel his heart pulsing in your pussy. This man was kissing you, and yet he was leaning his body into your sex with such agility and deftness that you were almost ready to come right then and there. But he would always back off when things got too hot. Goddamn, this man was a talent.

Finally, after the eternity that you counted in 10's, he was between your legs, reminding you of why you loved for him to give you head. His tongue was gentle and graceful, at first. He tongued you until you were completely open, completely wet, draining into his face. He avoided your clit, even though it was a hot poker sticking out from the top of your gash. His hands roamed your body... probing your rectum, gently but sensually... holding your breasts, your butt, your belly. He dominated you, forced you to stay down against your Control Freak instincts.... And then, he quieted all talk of THAT as he pulled your clit into his mouth and sucked deeply.

As he had treated your nipples, he treated your clit. He pinched it between his teeth, sucked it in mightily, and flicked the butterfly in his mouth against the tip long and hard. The sun beating down on your breasts and the cool breeze in your face, and his insane tongue eating your sex alive... it was all too much for you as a full week of stress and anger and hostility and tension and passion and lust and... and... oh God, you started to come, you were very close. "My god, I'm going to ...."

And he stopped.

He reached up with his hands, only licking your slit, even wetter... and he fucking STOPPED. You cried out, whimpering. "Jesus, Baby, please..."

And again, he began the ceremony. A ritual, a sacrament. He held your pussy as the Idol, worshiping it and lavishing it with attention. Again, you reeled up to the edge, the precipice only to be denied again. He was a maestro, forming thoughts and visions in your head that you could not imagine. Time stood still. The sun beat an arc across the sky, and you were completely out of control.

Occasionally, he would rise up from you and impale you with his cock, but it was just a tease as well. If you started to moan and increase the tempo, he would pull out, fall back down on your body, and start the ceremony again.

You were almost to the point of agony and exhaustion... when.... The rumblings in your body felt more intense and stranger than ever. And this time, you raised your head up and said "please."

"please...."

He looked at your eyes, and you saw the glimmer of release in his face. His mouth was buried in your sex, a little blonde moustache to mingle with his black goatee... and the impish look in his eyes told you. Yes, lover, you may go.

And the urgency overcame you, and you lay back in the blanket, and closed your eyes. The pure ecstasy began to wash over your body as you became aware of how full and complete your orgasm would be. And it was heaven to know that this time, there was no stopping.

Sounds came out of your mouth that you did not recognize. Colors flashed across your eyes, shut tight, a contorted expression on your face. The waves began to crash on the shore.

Then came the Giant Wave. And your hips pushed harder into your lover's face, and he reached up with his hands to hold your body closer to his lips. Sucking with incredible tenderness and passion, he released you to the wild.

And your body began to flail as your orgasm came on full throttle. You were crying his name, crying for God, crying. Tears fell on your cheeks and the rapture enveloped you. Your nerves all bundled, 480volts, full blast, no barriers. You were completely open and full and nature filled your spirit and you became Every Woman.

You were Every Woman.

And, as you fell slowly, gently to earth, and the aftershocks overcame you, your lover released his grip, and kissed your wetness gently and lovingly...

He rose up and lay at your side, feeling your heavy breathing, listening to your moans of release.

And he felt your body nestle against him as you fell into a slumber, your pleasure completely satisfied.

Sunny



She was just a kid, living with her parents on Mesa Boulevard, a quarter mile or so from the police station. Over the summer between her junior and senior years in high school, she experienced what must be a record-setting growth spurt. She went from mousy to spectacular in three months. Living on one of the main drags in town assured that the local cops would notice her. About twice a week she was out in her driveway washing her car, a new Toyota fastback. When she was out there, she was the recipient of the most intense police patrol possible. About once every ninety seconds a car would drive by and wave to her. She always grinned and waved back, even for the fifth or sixth time to the same cop who just kept driving around the block to leer at her.


Her real name was Sarah but everybody called her Sunny. She seemed to be the ideal teenaged girl; friendly, pretty and outgoing. She would have made a great cheerleader but such things held no interest for her. She was blonde, about 5’4” tall and grew into an astonishing body, which was the main attraction for all the cops driving by to admire her. Her car wash outfit was always the same; short shorts and a t-shirt. I suppose the t-shirt used to fit her, but after her growth summer, it was quite snug over enormous boobs. Her shorts revealed a nice ass and long, tan legs. She wasn’t perfect, but she was as fine as a day of sunshine. She was only 18 when the cops began to notice her.  The year was 1978 and Sunny had suddenly grown up.

A couple of years later, I happened to be the “on call detective” when a report came in of a burglary at Sunny’s house. Being the public servant I was, I drove out there personally to conduct the investigation. Sunny’s parent’s house is built no more than twenty feet from the roadway. The driveway holds two cars and no more. The family kept a third car in the garage, so parking was at a premium. Fortunately the shoulder of the road opposite the house was wide, so I parked there and crossed the road on foot. Sunny greeted me at the door, wearing a halter top and the familiar short shorts. I introduced myself and went in. The house was modest by any standard. Sunny began by showing me around. She and her brother came home together to find the rear door jimmied and the family television and stereo missing, as well as jewelry belonging to Sunny and her mother.

“It must have happened in the last couple of hours,” she said. “Jimmy and I went shopping together and we left right around noon.” It was now about 2:30 in the afternoon.

I told Sunny to get together with the family to ascertain anything else that might have been stolen and to make a list for my report and their insurance company. I photographed the scene and dusted for fingerprints but found only a few smudges. I asked Sunny how quickly she could get the list together and she told me to come back tomorrow and she would have it ready.

The next day, I stopped at Sunny’s on the way to the post office. It was 10:30 in the morning. I knocked on the door several times and, finally, Sunny opened it. I had awakened her. It turned out that Sunny worked nights as a bartender and didn’t often get home until four in the morning or later, so she tended to sleep late. I apologized and asked her for the list. She was wearing a thin bathrobe that was more open than closed. I figured she slept nude and threw it on when I banged on the door. Even though she tied the belt, the robe was pretty much open to the waist, giving me a wonderful glimpse of her boobs without seeing them in their entirety. It was quite a site to behold. Naturally, they swayed with every movement. My cock was twitching a bit as usual at the beginning of any moment of excitation. Sunny was a beautiful young girl, innocent in her way, but I was there for professional reasons, not to get a cheap thrill. I managed to compose myself and treat the occasion on that basis, though it was difficult to deliberately look away from probably the nicest set of tits in town. 

Sunny blushed when she told me she hadn’t had time to compile the list for me and asked me to return tomorrow before she left for work, and she would definitely have it ready for me. I told her I would return at two tomorrow afternoon. She was agreeable and I returned to my car.

As I continued my drive, I chastised myself for the thoughts I was having about Sunny. I was nearly thirty five years old and she was just nineteen. Still, I lusted for her. She was so adorable, yet sexy for such a young girl. I convinced myself that Sunny would probably remain a pleasant fantasy for me and nothing more. But, it sure was nice to spend a few minutes with her and dream.

The next day I returned to the scene of the crime. This time, Sunny was prepared with a typed list of stolen property sealed inside an envelope. I put the envelope in a folder I carried for such purposes. Then, I tried to engage Sunny in a bit of small talk. She was smiling broadly that day as she always was. I asked about her job, and she told me all about it. She never really cared to go on to college, but she loved bartending in a casual and popular steak house about ten miles away. I figured she probably got a lot of attention from the men who would go there to have a few, shoot some pool or watch a ballgame with their friends. I steered the conversation around to her boyfriend and I feigned being shocked when she told me she didn’t have one.

“All the guys I meet are so immature,” according to Sunny. “I prefer guys who are a bit older, who have been around.” 

“Hey, I qualify based on that,” I thought. This was getting interesting and I made a decision to see where it was going to take me. I egged her on.

“Most of the guys I run into just want to grab my tits and maul me. Older guys appreciate the niceties of love making compared to just getting their rocks off, don’t you think?” Who was I to argue with that?

“I’ve heard that a lot from other girls,” I lied. “Who wants to handled like a piece of meat?”

“Exactly,” she agreed. “I like men, not boys. And, most of the men I like are already married. Are you married?”

The question practically took my breath away. I’m thinking it demonstrates interest on her part or why else would she ask.

“No, I’m not married. I have a girlfriend but it’s pretty casual. There’s always room for someone new, though I can’t say I am actively looking at the moment.”

“In that case, why don’t you take me to lunch and we can discuss the matter further, when I am not rushed for time. How’s tomorrow sound?”

“Perfect, why don’t you meet me at Renaldo’s at twelve thirty? It’s got good food and it is close enough that I can respond to any emergency if I have to.”

“Good, I’ll see you at 12:30. What should I wear?”

I looked her over. She was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt with no bra. Her nipples were poking their way through the fabric as I assessed her outfit. “What you have on right now is wonderful. The place is very casual. So, wear what you want.”

“Okay, I just have one dilemma. Should I wear a bra or not?”

I gulped, visibly. Now she was toying with me. “Your decision totally,” I said as I recovered from the shock of the question. “I can’t help noticing that you didn’t wear one today and you look great. So, whatever you decide will be fine with me.”

“Okay, then, I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said as she began to lead me to the door. She grabbed my arm as we walked, caressing my bicep with her right breast. It felt wonderful. We said a cheerful good-bye to one another and I returned to my unmarked police car with the memory of a provocative conversation, an arm caressed by the boob of a teenager and a date for lunch the next day. Not a bad day’s work, I thought as I started up the car and began to drive away. I happened to look to the left as I began to drive and saw Sunny standing at the bay window looking onto the street. She was waving goodbye and when the car began to move, she flashed me by pulling up her shirt, giving me an unobstructed view of her twin treasures. Instant hardon!

We met at Renaldo’s the next day as scheduled. Sunny greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I remarked about my going away present the day before. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she said. “I don’t know what came over me. I just felt like flashing you. I hope none of the neighbors saw me.”

“I loved it. No one has ever flashed me before. It was wonderful.”

I looked Sunny over and she was looking very good. Tight blue jeans again and a thin almost see through v-neck t-shirt, with no bra. Her boobs stood right up with little sag, which is amazing considering their volume. When she sat down, Sunny kind of slumped a little in her chair which gave me a nice view of her boobs while looking down the v-neck.  They were all I imagined them to be.

The waiter came over and took our order. A burger and fries for her and I selected a Reuben. She had a Coke and I opted for iced tea. We sat back and chatted a bit while waiting for our lunch to be served.

“I hope I’m not being too obvious with you,” Sunny said.

“What do you mean by obvious,” I wondered.

“I feel like my pursuit of you has been pretty obvious. I mean I don’t just flash my tits at cars in general as they pass my window. I’ve been trying to get your attention. How am I doing?”

“Great, so far. Go on.”

“Well, I told you the other day I don’t often go for guys my own age. They’re just too childish. I want somebody who is already a man, not some kid I have to mold into one. When you came to the house when we were burglarized, I was interested immediately. With the hours I work, I am looking more for a lover than a boyfriend. I have one opening. Are you interested in filling the position?”

“Maybe.” Now it was my turn to toy with her a little. “What are the requirements of the job and what about the benefits?” 

Sunny grinned and as she began to speak, our lunch arrived. We took a few minutes off from our conversation to prepare to eat. Sunny salted her fries and poured a small blot of ketchup on her burger. I just started to eat. When we were half done, I returned her focus to the previous question.

“So, what would I have to do as your lover?”

“Don’t worry, it wouldn’t be anything you wouldn’t enjoy. I need somebody grown up to talk to about life and life’s choices; somebody to have breakfast with or lunch. I don’t want to be with somebody who’s going to be jealous every time I look at or talk to another man. I need somebody to bring me flowers when I’m not expecting them. And, maybe most of all, I need somebody to fuck me really hard two or three times a week. Think you can handle that?”

“I’m just the guy who can. You’ve got yourself a lover, Sunny.” 

“Good, let’s get together tomorrow for our first fuck,” she said matter-of-factly.

When we finished our lunch, I paid the bill and we walked to Sunny’s car where I kissed her passionately before reaching under her shirt for a feel of her monsters. They were sensational. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. She got in her car and started it up. She drove away quickly and I pondered the sheer pleasure of being with her. She may yet be a kid, but, in many ways, she was every bit the woman.

One of the other cops lived just over the municipal border and often allowed me to use his apartment when the need arose. I gave Sunny the address and told her to meet me there the next day at noon. If she was on time, it would give us a full hour to play.

The next day I told the boss I needed some lost time around noon time. He said okay and admonished me to keep my radio handy in case there was an emergency. I left the office about fifteen minutes early, driving my own car. Driving down the street on the way to Rick’s place, I looked in the rear view mirror and saw Sunny following me. We pulled into Rick’s driveway and walked to his apartment hand-in-hand.

Sunny took a couple of minutes to familiarize herself with the place. I turned on the stereo and left the station right where it was when I heard Sinatra’s voice. I sat on the couch and waited for Sunny to join me, which she did just a few seconds later. We listened to the music for a couple of minutes as we talked.  Then I decided that the moment had arrived. I pulled Sunny to me and kissed her. Our tongues dueled as our passions rose. I gently pushed her to get her horizontal on the couch, then lay beside her with my left arm around her shoulder. We continued kissing when I took advantage of the opportunity to explore her very ripe body. For some reason, Sunny chose this occasion to wear a bra in my presence for the very first time. I reached under her top and quickly unhooked it. Then I clumsily removed it the rest of the way. Next, the top came off, as did my shirt. I took my first up close look at her boobs and they were truly a wonder. Large, yet firm. Still, they were soft and responded with their own special kind of female erection when I caressed the nipples or sucked on them. They were a feast for the eyes and a delight to the touch. To think that here I was with this little sweetheart half-naked in my arms and the rest of the cops had to satisfy themselves with just driving by and waving to her. 

I started to unbuckle her pants and she grabbed my wrist, stopping me. I thought I had done something wrong. “I just got my period an hour ago and it’s pretty messy down there. Why don’t we just make today be your day? We have all the time in the world for me.”

“Damn,” I said out loud. “Just my luck.”

“Don’t worry, we can do it another time. Now let’s get those jeans undone, fella.”

You had to love the way this kid handled the situation. She just accepted what was, and moved on. I opened my jeans and pulled down the zipper. Sunny nearly dove into the opening of my boxers with her hand and pulled out my rock hard cock. I remember thinking that my cock had been hard for nearly twenty four consecutive hours in anticipation of this very moment.

“Ooh, I like it,” Sunny swooned. “Nice and hard. Perfect size and smoothe as a baby’s ass. I knew you would have a cock with personality and dignity.”

Somehow, I never thought of a cock having dignity, but if mine made Sunny happy, that was all I cared about. She set out grasping the cock right where the head meets the shaft, her hand almost surrounding the circumference. She got all excited and told me to lie on my back while she got off the couch and sat next to it, stroking my dick. I had a great view of her incredible boobs as she continued stroking me. I reached over and touched them; kneading them and gently caressing the three inch nipples. I enjoyed watching her face as she jerked me off; sometimes with a serious look, sometimes quizzical and sometimes lustful. It was at once something she loved to do while seeming to be the first time she had ever touched a hard cock. This girl was a definite paradox.

Sunny knew just how to please a man-or, at least, this man. She brought me to the edge of orgasm a half dozen times before backing me off to the valley where I wanted more and more. Eventually, though, I knew there was a point from which there could be no backing off and she was rapidly approaching it.

“I think you better stop for a minute, Sunny, and find a paper towel. I’m gonna give you some pretty sticky fingers in a minute and you’re gonna need something to handle the clean up.”

“Forget about the sticky fingers,” she said. “How ‘bout some sticky lips. No clean up required.”

This was too good to be true.

“Just close your eyes and let me do my thing, big boy. I’m gonna give you something for your memory book.”

She rose to her knees and pushed her tits into my side as she made my cock disappear into her mouth. She worked my balls with one hand while holding my hand with the other. I could feel the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat as she worked me over. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere and her teeth no where. This girl was born to suck cock. She bobbed up and down enthusiastically for several minutes while the intensity built up in my cock and balls. She created a rhythm that added to the thrill. Sunny sensed the moment had arrived and she went into high gear.

“I’m gonna cum and soon,” I warned her.

She just went into warp speed to make it all happen and happen it did. All the power and energy I could muster built up in my balls and exploded into my cock as I began to cum. Sunny never broke stride. She just kept on sucking, drawing out my cum with every stroke of her tongue and lips. I shot my load in what seemed like ten or twelve spasms of pleasure. She took every drop. She never stopped sucking until I stopped her. Then, she took my cock in her hand and squeezed off another drop of cum, which appeared on my cock head a millisecond before she flicked it into her mouth with her tongue. She lay the top of her body across my midsection, smothering me with her massive mounds. She faced my cock and took it into her hand once more. She was actually examining it. She took my balls in her hand and sort of rolled them as she watched. 

“I love your cock and your balls,” she told me. “They have such power but I bring them tranquility.”

“That you do, my dear. And they have never been more tranquil than they are at this moment.” The truth was, my balls actually ached a bit from their recent activity. But, it wasn’t painful; just a bit of after glow from the pleasure.

“Do we have time for you to get off again,” Sunny asked. 

I looked at my watch. It was one fifteen and I was already late.

“Sorry, but I have to go. I’m late getting back.” 

“How about giving me five minutes? I just want to try something before we go.”

“Okay, five minutes.”

Sunny told me to sit upright on the couch. She got between my legs and started sucking my flaccid cock.

“What exactly are you doing?,” I asked.

“I just wanted to see if I could get it hard again before we go. I love to feel it start out soft and get hard as I suck it.”

“Scientific research, eh? Who am I to deny you your experiment, Dr. Sunny. You might win a Nobel Prize someday and I can say I knew you when…”

She went right back to sucking, resting her tits on my thighs and wouldn’t you know it, my cock was hard again in just several minutes.

“Okay, the five minutes are up. Put that thing back in your pants and think of me whenever it gets uncomfortable. Ha Ha!”

We got dressed and I headed back to headquarters. She went home to prepare for work. My first experience with Sunny was over and it was a beauty. I couldn’t stop thinking about her the rest of the day. 

Sunny was many things to me over the next two years: she was a friend, a lover, somebody I could tell my secrets to, somebody I could spoil and somebody I met often for coffee or a drink. Then, she changed jobs and began working much closer to home. Unfortunately, as she got a bit older she had less need for a lover and more need for a boyfriend and eventually, a husband. So, I was phased out as she found a replacement for me and married him. But, for the time it lasted, Sunny was, indeed, a ray of sunshine in my life. I will never forget her.



Sunny



As always, thanks to drbob80 for his fine editing job. Also thanks to my brother, leftyloo for all of his support. This story has quite a bit of buildup before we get to the good part. Please be patient, this is not a quick one. Happy reading. 

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I have an older sister named Sunny. She was the light of my parent's life when she was born, hence the hippie name. Sunny and I were never close; I wanted to be, but she didn't. She's almost exactly ten years older than I am and there was no way that she would acknowledge her annoying baby brother, let alone hang out with him. It didn't stop me from trying, though. I simply adored my big sister. I'd try and stay close to her when she was hanging out with her friends at the pool, all in their tiny bikinis, until she'd catch me and chase me away. I did that as often as I could until, when I was about eight, I had an unpleasant surprise and a change of heart. 

She and her friends were lying out by the pool. I had sneaked in behind her; I had chosen a spot close to her where I had hidden before and had never been caught. Figuring I was safe, I watched and listened to her, hanging on every word. I heard her tell one of the bikini clad beauties that she was horrified that her mom had gotten pregnant when she was ten. To make things worse, she'd had a boy! The tone of her voice told me everything I needed to know. Even at eight years old, I could hear and feel her hatred. 

I knew she thought I was annoying, but until that moment, I didn't realize that she truly hated me. I was devastated. I started scooting away from her until I figured she couldn't see me. Getting up and slinking through the gate, I turned to look at her one last time. Her head was turned toward me and her flat and expressionless eyes met mine. I didn't know what that meant other than I needed to avoid her. 

Still, I hoped that we could be friends. I didn't spend as much time mooning after her, but I did sneak peeks at her occasionally, though I was a lot more careful. Sunny moved out after high school and went to college, so I rarely saw her anymore. 

Several years later I came home after a half day of school. My last class had been a gym class and I just went home without taking a shower. Mom's car was not in the driveway so there was no-one at home. I started peeling sweaty clothes off at the door and by the time I got to the bathroom upstairs, I was completely naked. As I reached the bathroom door, it clicked in my brain that the door was closed but I didn't react to that knowledge. I turned the knob and opened the door and there was Sunny in all of her naked glory. It was stunning and she was glorious. Her foot was up on the stool and she was bent over drying her legs, hair dripping and skin glistening with droplets of water. I stood there, my mouth soundlessly flapping like a fish out of water. 

Sunny's head slowly turned, as if in movie slow motion, before she shrieked. She glanced down at my rapidly rising dick and slowly brought her saucer shaped eyes to mine. 

"Seeley!" Her embarrassment had found words. "You fucking pervert! What are you doing? Why are you staring at you naked sister?" Her eyes found their way down to my pulsing cock. "And why do you have a hard-on?" 

She stood up and put her hands on her hips, glaring at me. All I could think was 'God she's beautiful,' as I stood there, still speechless. I couldn't even explain myself. 

Her eyes narrowed. "Get your ass out of here. If you ever come near me again, I'm gonna tell Mom that you skipped school to peep on me and you took pictures. Then you'll get sent to military school or worse, a mental institution for PERVERTS!" 

I found my voice, "I didn't do any of that! It was a mistake! I didn't know you were home." 

She sneered, "Do you think she'll believe that? Are you willing to take that chance?" 

I didn't say anything, I just hung my head. 

"I didn't think so. Get the fuck out of here and close the door." I backed out of the room, trying to figure out what just happened. My determination to stay out of her way was reinforced on that day. 

For the ensuing time that I still lived at home, the only times Sunny and I were in the same room was when I couldn't avoid it. I was polite to her, but that was the extent of our interaction. Sunny wasn't much better. When it was unavoidable and I had to be around her, I avoided direct contact with her and escaped as soon as possible, much to the dismay of our mother. 

When Sunny was home, I stayed in my room. The time I spent separated from Sunny while at home proved to be beneficial. I quickly grew tired of computer games and at first, out of boredom; I started reading my school books. My grades improved and soon my simple reading of school books turned into meaningful studying. I didn't become Valedictorian or Salutatorian, but I did finish high school in the top five percent of my class. 

Sunny showed up to my high school graduation party, though I didn't understand why. I was having a pretty good time with my friends when Sunny suddenly and unexpectedly graced us with her presence. She found me with her eyes and smiled at me. My mood immediately darkened and I withdrew from the party. I went to my room, closed the door and sat on the bed. After about ten minutes there was a light knock on the door. 

I sighed, knowing my mom would be looking for me, "Yeah, mom?" 

The door opened and I didn't look up. After a minute, I didn't hear anything so I looked up. It was Sunny. "What the fuck do you want?" 

To her credit, Sunny looked startled. "Seeley, why did you leave your party? Mom sent me to find you." 

I started laughing, and replied, with not a just little sarcasm, "Really? Mom sent you to find me? I find that hard to believe. She knows how you and I feel about each other. So, I ask again, 'What the fuck do you want?'" 

I sat there staring at her. She blushed and stared down at her feet. "I know I haven't treated you very well..." 

I just snorted, "That's the understatement of the millennium." 

She sighed, "Ok, I've treated you like shit and I want you to know that I feel very badly about that. I wanted to try and make it up to you." 

I hadn't noticed but she had her hands behind her back. She brought them out and had a small box in them. She held it out to me and I didn't move. 

Her eyes filled with tears. "I know how well you've done in school and I want you to know that I am so proud of you." 

I never flinched, just staring at her. She nodded, stepped forward and set the box on my desk. She sighed, "I understand, I'll leave and let you go back to your party." 

She turned and walked out. Even as angry as I was I couldn't help it; I glanced at her ass, her perfect, swaying, apple bottom. My anger notwithstanding, I responded as I had since that day in the bathroom, my dick twitched and began to fill with blood. I put my face in my hands and sat there for minute. As I calmed, I didn't know what to think, Sunny was acting so differently. I got up, picked up the gift and tossed it in the bottom desk drawer and slammed it shut. I went back to the party and Sunny was gone. I got right back into the swing of the party and completely forgot the gift. 

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After I graduated from high school, I went to college, partied a little and studied a lot. My grades were good enough that I got into a special program which allowed me to go an extra year and get my MBA and CPA. I got a great job in Chicago and married my college sweetheart. We found an apartment downtown and we had what started out to be a blissful life. 

Life actually did start out blissfully. We did everything together; we went to baseball games and football games and hung out on Rush Street. We had regular date nights that always culminated in either tender, loving or hot, aching sex. At some point and I'm not sure when, our careers started to get in the way. I would cancel a date, then two and so on. She started doing the same thing. After a while, things just got stale. I don't think it was anything we did intentionally, it just happened. Not only was it stale, it was becoming uncomfortable. I started staying late at work to avoid the prolonged periods of silence. Apparently, she did the same. I soon noticed that Julie was coming home very late, often after I had gone to bed. The first time I noticed, she had unintentionally woken me up as she went into the shower. I didn't give it much thought, but something about that shower that began wriggling around in the back of my mind, something that I couldn't quite grasp, but something I knew just wasn't right. 

A few nights later she was home on time, but she didn't take a shower. Then, about a week after that she was even later than she had been the first night I noticed. I hadn't been sleeping very well and I woke up when she came in our room. Once again, she stripped and went into the shower. I rolled over and after thinking about it, the wriggling thought in the back of my mind crystalized. I concluded that she must be cheating and wasn't doing much to hide it. As I lay there I realized that the last ten years of marriage had not amounted to much. We had a nice lifestyle, but in reality, we had no life together. We barely spoke and I was a little surprised to recall that we had not had sex in nearly a year. It was no wonder she was looking elsewhere. 

I sighed and got out of bed. I got dressed and pulled out a suitcase. I was dragging my clothes out and stuffing them in the suitcase when Julie came out. 

She stopped and asked, "What are you doing?" 

I turned around and smiled at her. "I'm leaving. You're having an affair and not bothering to hide it very well." 

She started to protest, but I put my hand up. I continued smiling, "Come on Julie. I know I haven't paid much attention to you and you're looking for more out of life than a platonic roommate. We can split amicably and you can get on with your life." 

She stood there a minute with her mouth hanging open and then it slowly turned into a sheepish grin. "I'm sorry. I know it's cliché, I didn't mean for this to happen, but it just kinda did." 

"Don't worry about it," I said, "I'm just glad we didn't have kids." 

She walked over and hugged me, "Me too. Look, you don't need to leave here in the middle of the night. Just stay here and take your time to find someplace to live. Let's just do that; unless you want me to move out." 

"I appreciate that, and no, you don't need to move out." I laughed, "You picked most of this stuff out anyway." 

She giggled, "True." 

"I'll sleep on the couch." I said. 

"No, you won't." she protested, "We can share a bed." She chuckled, "I trust you." 

I raised an eyebrow, "What about your boyfriend?" 

"It'll do him good to worry." She laughed. 

I shrugged, "Ok." 

I put my pajamas back on and climbed into bed. She rolled over and kissed me on the cheek. 

"What was that for?" I smiled. 

"Just for being a good guy." She smiled. 

"Uh, Okay." I answered. 

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I looked around for a couple of days and found a decent place. I moved out over the weekend. Julie insisted that I take my recliner. I bought a TV, a dresser and a bed and had them delivered. I got some dishes and cookware and settled in. Julie and I had hired lawyers and gave them strict instructions that this was to be an amicable divorce. I actually fired my first guy when he went overboard, hired a PI and tried to dig up shit on Julie, in an attempt to get me more favorable terms. I know he was doing his job, but it pissed me off. I was more than clear with the second one and he followed my instructions to the letter. 

I thought I was okay with the whole thing until I received the final papers. I was divorced. For whatever reason; the reality of the situation hit me harder than I had expected. I suddenly felt like a failure. I needed to get away for a little while. 

I called my mom and asked if I could crash for a while. "Well, baby, I don't have a problem with it, but your dad and I are going on vacation. You can still stay here and house-sit, though." 

"Cool, where are you going?" I smiled, happy they were getting away. 

She giggled, "Dad's taking me to Jamaica. Maybe I'll go topless." 

"Moooommmm!!" I cried. 

She laughed and laughed. "What, baby?" 

"TMI, Mom, TMI!" I whined. 

"Would you grow up?" She was still giggling. 

"I guess." I grumbled. 

"Good," she said. "When will you get here?" 

"Over the weekend." I answered. 

"Oh, Ok," she said, "we'll be gone by then, we're leaving Friday afternoon. Do you still have your key?" 

"Yes ma'am, I do." I said. 

"Good." She said and then she hesitated. "How are you doing, baby?" 

I knew exactly what she was talking about. "I'm not sure, Mom." I sighed. "I feel like I failed...like I let you and Dad down," 

"You did no such thing, baby." She said softly, "Sometimes things don't work out, you and Julie didn't work out. You've got to get your shit together." 

"Mom!" I exclaimed. She never cussed. 

"Calm down," she said. "You need to come home and clear your mind. Zone out, spend some time in the pool and then get yourself right. I mean it young man!" 

That made me smile and I repeated, "Yes ma'am." 

I could hear the smile in her voice, "Good, I'll talk to you when we get back. Maybe, I'll show you some bathing suit pictures." 

"Mooooommmm!!" I could still hear her laughing when she hung up. 

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I made arrangements to take some time off. I got the mail held and made certain that all of my friends knew where I was going. I left Chicago early in the morning and got to their house in the early afternoon on Saturday. I let myself in the front door and found both garage door remotes on the breakfast bar. I found it a little odd that they left both of them, but I shrugged it off. I went out into the garage and found another weird thing. Both of my parent's cars were gone. I stood there wondering about it and then decided that my dad probably took one of the cars in for maintenance, it just made sense; they could get the work done without any inconvenience. Mystery solved, I pulled my car into the center of the garage. 

I went into the house and up to my old room. I had to laugh; it looked like I had just returned to the house after school. It was spotless of course, but had not changed in any way. It was a time capsule of my high school years, posters and all. I guess I hadn't been up here since Julie and I had gotten married. The only thing that was different was that mom had completely cleaned out all of my old clothes from the closet and dresser. She had put their winter clothes in some of the drawers and in part of the closet. I put my clothes away in the available space, stripped and climbed into my trunks. 

Back downstairs, I started rooting around in the fridge; I knew mom would have left it well stocked for the week. I chuckled, it was typical Mom, not only was it well stocked, there was enough for an army. I pulled out the makings of a ham and Swiss on rye and piled it deep. I was going to indulge for a couple of days before going back to watching my weight. Dad even had my favorite beer, though there were as many wine coolers in there as there were beers and I found that a little weird. Oh well. This might have been the best vacation I've ever had, even before it started. 

Before I went out to the pool I looked to see what Mom had left in the freezer. There were a couple of T-bones, some tilapia, baby back ribs and my favorite, a swordfish steak. I pulled the swordfish out to thaw. I looked and Mom had teriyaki and garlic powder to fix it how she knew I liked it and fresh veggies to grill. I smiled and silently thanked Mom for her forethought. 

I took a beer and my sandwich out and sat in a chaise lounge by the pool. The sun was warm, the beer cold and the sandwich hit the spot. I found myself relaxing for the first time since the divorce was final. I got up and found where Dad had put the floating lounger in the pool house. I got the lounger and the leaf skimmer out and dragged them out to the pool. I opened the pool cover and then skimmed the few leaves that had escaped. I tested the pH and found it to be perfect. I shook my head and laughed; as if I had expected Dad to leave it anything but perfect. 

Suddenly, I found that I was really looking forward to lounging in the pool. I went back into the storage unit and found Dad's floating beer cooler. I took it into the kitchen, filled it with ice and beer and took it back out to the pool. I climbed into the lounger, grabbed a beer and settled in. Damn, this felt great! I felt myself relaxing even further as my worries faded away. Remembering after my second beer that I had not applied any sunscreen, I slipped out of the lounger and made my way to the side of the pool. As I climbed out I remembered that Mom always kept some in a cabinet in the storage unit. After pulling open a couple of drawers I found a new tube of sunscreen with a note in Mom's handwriting. 

I read the note and it cracked me up, "I knew you would forget!" 

Before climbing back into the pool, I used the time for a bathroom break and to put the swordfish into the teriyaki to marinate. Once back, I settled into the lounger with a fresh beer. I spent the rest of the afternoon in some variation of the first couple of hours. I actually fell asleep for a little while. When I woke up, I slipped into the pool to swim. After several laps, I pulled everything out of the pool, put it all away and covered the pool again. I took a shower and pulled on a pair of athletic shorts. 

I'd had enough beer and pulled a diet soda out of the fridge and threw myself into a lounge chair on the patio. I watched what I could of the sunset until I was a little chilled. I piled the charcoal in, started the grill and then went in to put on a shirt. When I came back out I was carrying the swordfish and the veggies. I spent about a half hour tending to the food on the grill. I set the table on the patio and thoroughly enjoyed what I had cooked for dinner. I cleaned up and settled into the lounger with what was to be my last beer of the day. I actually never put the bottle to my lips. After settling in and gazing at the remains of the sunset, I fell asleep. I woke up chilled sometime in the middle of the night and stumbled upstairs and into my bed. 

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I woke up the next morning feeling mostly refreshed. After going to the rest room, the first thing I did was open the cover on the pool and swim ten laps. It woke me up and completed the feeling of being refreshed. I grabbed a bottle of orange juice and my e-reader with the intention of spending several hours reading. I was deep into a mystery when I felt a shadow pass over me. 

When I looked up, I was stunned to see Sunny standing there. She had was wearing purple crop top and bright white short shorts. I just looked at her. "Seeley? What are you doing here?" she smiled and asked pleasantly. 

Her sudden appearance and pleasant greeting kind of unnerved me. I was at a loss for anything to say. "I, umm, uhh..." 

She got a big grin on her face before breaking into laughter, sounding truly amused. "Come on Seeley, the question wasn't that hard, was it?" 

Her grin and laughter was infectious. I laughed along with her. "No, it wasn't, but the last person I expected to see was you and it took me completely by surprise." I was surprised. I wasn't sure what she was doing here. "I called Mom after I got the divorce papers and she told me to come home and lay around the pool. She said they wouldn't be here, so I figured I would have the house to myself." I paused and looked at her for a few moments. "So, what are you doing here?" 




Sunny



The grin hadn't left her face, it just softened a little. "Before I answer that, answer this, when did you call Mom?" 

I frowned a little, "Tuesday, why?" 

Her grin grew wider again. "Mom called me on Wednesday and told me they were going to Jamaica. She asked if I could come and watch the house. I think this is Mom's not so subtle attempt to getting us talking again." 

I smiled in return, "Again?" 

She snorted a laugh, "OK, talking..." 

"Yep," I grinned, "that works..." 

"Now that we have that sorted out," she snickered, "could you move your fucking car so I can get mine in the garage?" 

That cracked me up, "Sure." 

As I got up and turned to walk away, Sunny grabbed my arm and I turned to look at her. "I missed you Seeley. I can't tell you how sorry I am." She kissed me on the cheek and turned and walked away. 

My eyes dropped to her ass, as always, and it looked as good as ever. She stopped in the door and, startled, I looked up to see her looking at me. My first thought was 'Crap!', but she had a little smirk on her face. Before I could say anything, she winked and disappeared through the door. 

I jumped up and hurried to retrieve my keys. Our détente was new enough that I didn't want to jeopardize it by making her wait. I realized that the adoration I felt for my big sister had never really gone away, it was just in hibernation. It was as though the last twenty years had just faded away. I almost felt as though I were eight again. As I scrambled to the garage, my heart was pounding and I was terribly excited to be around her again. 

I opened the garage door and she was sitting in a new Mustang GT convertible at the end of the driveway. She had her arms crossed and a frown on her face. I grinned at her and she tried to maintain the frown, but was unable to do it. She laughed and rotated her hand in the hurry up signal. 

I mouthed, 'OK, OK.' She laughed again. I climbed into my car, backed it out and moved it over. She pulled the Mustang in. 

I said, "Very nice!" 

She chuckled and struck a sexy pose. "Why thank you, kind sir!" 

"I, ummm, I didn't, uhh..." I stammered, turning what had to be purple, judging by the heat I felt on my face. 

She started howling with laughter. "Oh, man." She gasped between gales of laughter. "This is gonna be too much fun. I can't believe you still embarrass so easily." 

I was speechless. I just turned and walked away. 

"Oh, god..." I heard behind me. 

I turned back and Sunny had a panicked look on her face. When she covered her face with her hands, I walked back to her. 

I took her hands gently in mine and pulled them away. "Sunny, what's wrong?" 

Her expression slowly changed from panicked to puzzled, "You're not mad?" 

It was my turn to be confused, "Why would you think I was mad?" 

"You didn't say anything and you just walked away." She said softly. "I thought you were mad." 

I chuckled, "No. That's just a reflexive, defense mechanism. When I don't know what to say and to keep from sounding stupid, I walk away. Frequently, I come up with the perfect retort...about twenty minutes later. Of course, that's when it does absolutely no good whatsoever." 

She giggled and sighed, relieved. "Oh, Ok." 

I felt her breath drift across my face and it smelled fresh, like an early spring morning. I also realized that we were standing awfully close together and I was still holding her hands. She was looking up at me with a wide-eyed innocence that was totally different from the Sunny that I thought I had known. Her eyes were wet from the tears that had sprung up moments before. Her lips were parted and she moistened them with a little flick of her tongue. Whatever barriers remained between us fell away in those brief, intense moments. I felt a surge of love for Sunny, unlike anything I had felt in a while. I realized that I had missed my sister. I leaned in and kissed her on the tip of her nose just before I crushed her to my chest in a massive hug. 

"God, I missed you Sunny!" I said into her hair. 

Her response startled me. It was a deep, heaving sob into my chest. I tried to push her away so I could see her face. She refused to let me go and hung on tighter. 

"Sunny?" I asked gently, softly. "Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry if I did." 

She took a deep shuddering breath before raising her face to mine. She didn't loosen her grip, she just raised her head. "No, Seely, what you said was perfect. I feel the same way. I've missed you, too, little brother." She buried her face in my chest again, quivering sobs wracking her body. I just stood there letting her slowly recover her composure. The sobs slowly declined in frequency until she stopped completely, but she never withdrew. 

I had never held my big sister in my arms and it felt amazing to have her there. She was soft in all the right places but that wasn't it. Even though I had ogled her ass earlier, okay, I had been ogling it for years, this wasn't at all sexual. I hadn't realized that I had been harboring a longing to be close to Sunny. Her unexpected appearance had forced that longing to the surface. I realized that even though I had a big sister, I had been essentially raised an only child. She felt good in my arms because it felt like she was supposed to have been there all along. 

After some time had passed, I'm actually not certain how long it was; Sunny murmured into my chest, "Seeley, are we going to stand here all day?" 

"Ummm, I was waiting for you." I said slowly. "Quite honestly, I just realized I have never held my big sister as an adult and I was enjoying the sensation of doing just that. I liked it so much, I wasn't going to be the first to let go." 

Her chest hitched again in a sob and I immediately felt awful. "Sunny, I didn't say that to make you cry again. I just wanted to tell the truth as to what I am feeling because this, us, feels so awesome." 

Sunny pushed back away from me and I loosened my grip, but I didn't let go. She looked up at me with tear-stained eyes and for a moment just looked at me, expressionless. I was momentarily transported back to when I was eight years old, but then the memory vanished, because Sunny broke into the biggest smile I had ever seen from her. 

Then she giggled, "Me too!" 

She turned to walk into the house and slipped her hand into mine. She squeezed my hand and looked up at me with a little shy smile. I was still blown away by her behavior. This was not the Sunny I thought had known for the last twenty some odd years of my life. I smiled back at her and we walked into the house together. I let her go first as we walked through the door and stole a quick glance at her ass. It wasn't quick enough as I saw her sexy grin having been caught again. 

Looking at the kitchen clock, I asked, "Do you want some lunch?" 

"Sure, what do we have?" She answered. 

I went to the fridge and looked in. "Mom left ham, turkey, rare roast beef, and a bunch of different kinds of cheeses. There're also hot dogs, Italian sausage and some bratwurst." I said. "You know Mom, enough for a small army." 

Sunny chuckled and said, "Yeah I know. Does she have peppers and onions for the Italian sausage?" 

I rooted around a little. I chuckled too, as I found the veggies. "Of course she does." 

Sunny said, "How about if I sauté the peppers and onions and you cook the sausage on the grill?" 

I grinned, "Sounds good to me." 

I started to go out to the patio as Sunny said, "I'm gonna go get changed and then start on the veggies." 

I didn't turn around, but said, "Okay," over my shoulder. 

I cleaned out the grill, refilled the charcoal and then lit it. I waited a few minutes to make sure it didn't go out and then went back into the kitchen. I stepped through the door and stopped dead in my tracks. Sunny was bent over in front of the cabinets. She had changed into a modest two-piece dark blue bathing suit; the bottoms were boy-shorts which framed her ass magnificently. I was frozen with a deer-in-the-headlights stare on my face. 

Sunny found what she was looking for and suddenly stood, turned and faced me. I was still frozen and instead of staring at her butt, I was staring at the front of her boy shorts. I heard her clear her throat and my eyes dragged slowly up her body, hesitating at her small, perfect boobs and then her mouth, which was upturned in a grin and finally to her sparkling, mischievous eyes. 

"See anything you like?" She asked in a sultry voice. 

"Huh?" I responded and she burst into laughter...again. I was still kind of dazed as I stood and stared at her. 

She was still snorting laughter when I regained a measure of my composure. I wasn't sure what to say and I just stood there looking at her eyes. She had finally stopped laughing when I noticed her eyes flicker downward. They didn't stay; it really was just a flicker. It dawned on me that she had looked down in the vicinity of my cock. Unexpectedly, my cock, which had been slightly tumescent, began to fill with blood until I could feel it pushing straight out from my board shorts. Suddenly, the room seemed really warm and uncomfortable. Then Sunny's eyes strayed again and this time they widened in surprise. 

I saw the grin playing at the corners of her mouth and then, she licked her lips. I thought, 'Holy shit! My sister just licked her lips at the sight of my hard on.' 

I had no idea how to react to any of that and I just turned and walked back out to the pool. When I got to the edge, I just stepped off into the deep end. The water wasn't cool enough to accomplish what I wanted and I started swimming laps. At first I kept my face in the water with my eyes closed, except to breathe. I didn't want to see Sunny's disgusted reaction to her perverted little brother. Once again, it was as though I was eight or ten years old again, getting in trouble and having Sunny pissed at me. 

Every time I thought I was getting close to the end of the pool, I peeked and made my turn. After about three laps I had just turned at the shallow end when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It startled me and I flinched. I opened my eyes and Sunny was standing there with a stunned expression. As ridiculous as the situation was, that wide eyed look made me laugh. 

Then Sunny got pissed, "Why are you laughing?!?" 

"Because we're both idiots," I grinned. 

She stood there a minute and glared, then shrugged, "Yeah, you're right." 

She waded up and hugged me and I felt her nipples dig into my chest. As we parted, I couldn't help but steal a glance and was rewarded by the sight of two serious bumps in her bathing suit top. A glance turned into a stare and finally Sunny smacked me on the arm. 

"Hey," I yelped, "why did you do that?" 

She grinned again, before turning and wading to the steps. "Because I just snuck a glance at your package, but you were staring at my boobs!" 

She laughed again. "Close your mouth, you're gonna catch flies!" 

I snapped my mouth shut, reddening. 

"Come on," she said, "I think your charcoal is ready." She took me by the hand and led me out of the pool and then to the loungers. She handed me a towel and after we dried off she took my hand again and led me to the grill. She got on tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek after we stopped in front of it. 

"You finish getting the grill ready and I'll bring the Italian sausage to you." She turned and walked to the door. I didn't look; I couldn't risk getting caught...again. 'I'm not looking, I'm not looking...' Then I couldn't stand it and I looked at her ass...a split second before she turned and caught me. She grinned and then disappeared through the door. 

I groaned and hung my head. I was never going to live this down. I turned back to the grill and put the grates back on. Then, I wire brushed the grates before setting the brush down. I stood up and started to turn around. As I did, I felt Sunny's breasts push into my back. Her left arm came around me and set the sausage on the side shelf and then wrapped around me, squeezing briefly. 

She said softly into my ear, "I'll finish the peppers and onions and the potato salad." Then she was gone. 

I took a deep breath and then turned around, but she was already in the kitchen. Then, I turned back around and put the sausage on the grill. 

Looking back at the door for a moment I wondered what was really going on with Sunny. The teasing, the innuendo didn't seem like her, but then I realized I really didn't know her. I thought about how little contact we had had since my high school graduation. It had been over fourteen years and I think I could count on one hand the times I had actually seen her. She had occasionally reached out over email, but I had always deleted them without another thought. Now that I thought about it, the hurt that I experienced from her was slight and a lifetime ago. It was delivered by a typical selfish teenager and meant little in our lives. I owed her a genuine apology. 

I had been on autopilot in cooking the sausage, turning it, moving it, making sure it wasn't burned. It was done and before I pulled it off of the grill, I called in to Sunny to see if the peppers and onions were ready. She responded that they were. I took them in and set them on the counter. 

Sunny was standing at the stove, removing the peppers and onions from the pan. I stepped up behind her and touched her on the arm. She looked at me and seeing the expression on my face, stopped doing what she was doing and turned to face me. 

"Seeley?" She questioned softly, "What's wrong?" 

I grabbed her, startling her, and pulled her into a hug. "I am so sorry, Sunny; I have behaved like a jerk. I should have realized that we were kids and nothing we said or did meant anything. I shouldn't have held it against you or ignored you for so long." 

She pulled back and looked at me, a big smile on her face. There were tears streaming down her cheeks, but she looked radiant. She gave me a quick peck on the lips, and then said, "Wait here." 

I sat down at the table and she was back quickly. She set a small box on the table. It looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it before. 

I looked up at her, a questioning look on my face. "I gave this to you for your graduation. I had never seen you wear it, and you never said anything about it, so I looked in your bedroom." She blushed. "I figured that it was where you probably tossed it after I left you there." 

I reddened head to toe. I was embarrassed by the behavior of my eighteen year old self. "I am sorry, Sunny." 

She smiled, "That's in the past. I want you to see this, please." 

I smiled back, "Okay." 

I unwrapped the box and opened it. It was an engraved platinum dog tag on a chain. It had my name and my GPA from high school on one side and an inscription on the other side. 

It said, "Seeley, I'm sorry, I love you and I'm proud of you. Sunny." 

I felt guilty all over again. We could have been friends all these years and I had been a jackass. I stood up, put the necklace on and grabbed her again. It startled her again and she gasped. 

"Thank you Sunny. I'll never take it off. I'm sorry for being the cause of our separation." I said as I squeezed her. 

She pulled away, put her hands on either side of my face and gave me a long, lingering kiss on my lips. My eyes drifted shut and after a moment, when I remembered that this was Sunny, they popped open again. Her eyes were closed and there was a dreamy expression on her face. I mentally shrugged, closed my eyes and went with it. I put my arms around her and drew her close and held her there. She pulled away from the kiss and rested her head on my chest. 

"Seeley, I really do love you and there's nothing that you could do to change that." She said quietly into my chest. "I meant what I said; that's all in the past and we do not need to talk about it anymore. We'll just talk about our, ummm, the future from now on." 

I caught the little change in her statement. I didn't know what that meant, but I wasn't going to question it. Especially when I was standing here holding her close and her body was feeling so good to me. We had stayed like that for a minute or so when Sunny pushed back from me, looked into my eyes with a sweet little smile and stepped away. 

She picked up the pan with the peppers and onions and said, "Let's eat!" The moment, whatever it was, was over. 

I carried the rest of the meal out to the patio and set it down. Sunny sat down and dug into the meal with a gusto that surprised me. I sat slack jawed while she piled a ton of peppers and onions on the sausage and then took about half of the potato salad. 

She took a huge bite of the sandwich before glancing up at me. "Mmmpphh, what?!?" She mumbled, chewing loudly. 

I started laughing, "Holy shit Sunny! Hungry?" In what had quickly become a standard reaction for her, Sunny reached out and smacked me on the arm. 

She glared at me, chewing more slowly and delicately. She swallowed before glaring at me some more. Finally, she answered firmly, "Yes. I. Am. I am forty two years old and I don't keep the body that seems to interest you so much by chowing down at every meal. I need to watch what I eat. Sometimes though, I'll eat what I really, really want to eat and I'll enjoy it very much. Is that a problem?" 

I blushed, embarrassed by her reference to my unabashed ogling of her. "Sorry Sunny, it just seemed funny to me. You got after that sandwich like the pig had killed your cat. I didn't expect it." 

She had a mouthful of potato salad which she nearly spit at me in her sudden laughter. She quickly covered her mouth and snorted and that just made it worse. She sucked in a breath and obviously some of the potato salad down her throat. Unexpectedly, she was choking. I jumped up and ran to her side, I touched her back and she violently shook her head. 

"Water..." she gasped. 

I ran into the kitchen and got a glass of water. When I got back out to the patio, she was breathing more normally and gratefully took the water. She took a couple of quick sips and then drank deeply. The crises seemed to be over. 

I was contrite, "I'm sorry Sunny." 

She grinned, "Stop it. You just said something funny and I got a little out of control. Next time, though, please wait until my mouth is empty before making a smart ass comment." 

I grinned, sheepishly, "OK." 

She got up. "I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back. Don't wait for me." 

As she left, I got up and got us a couple of beers. When she came back, she was wearing a beach cover-up. 

When I looked at her questioningly, she shrugged, "I get chilled. I know it's eighty degrees, but there's a little breeze and my skin is cold from the pool." Then, she got a mischievous grin on her face. "Besides, I don't want you to be distracted from your lunch by these." 

She flashed her naked, perfect boobs at me. It was just a brief flash, but the sight of her creamy white boobs, with rock hard, wine-red nipples seared into my brain. She snickered as she was picking up her sandwich. 

She peered over at me, "If you're going to be sitting there with your mouth open, put your sandwich in it or somethin'." 

I started to respond with something, anything smart-assed, but I had nothing. I just stuffed my face with Italian sausage. 

She grinned and continued eating. I kept glancing at her when I didn't think she was looking. My eyes would slide to the front of her cover-up, but it was cinched tightly. She caught me several times but never said anything. After the action of earlier, we settled into a comfortable silence and it became an enjoyable lunch. We cleaned up together and she went out to get some sun. I went to the bathroom and when I came back out, I stopped dead in my tracks. 




Sunny



Sunny's cover-up was lying on the patio and she was lying on her stomach on a lounger. She still had on the boy shorts bottom to her bathing suit, but was topless. I couldn't see anything, but just the possibilities had me breathless. 

Sunny looked up and smiled. "Hey Seeley, I saw Mom has the spray on sunscreen. I brought it out. Would you mind spraying some on my back? I got my legs but I can't get my back." She must have seen the expression on my face when she said, "Don't worry; you don't have to touch me and get cooties." 

I know the expression on my face flickered with disappointment when I saw her little grin of triumph. I had to get some of my control back, but I didn't know how to do that. At that point, I simply went over and sprayed her back and my arms, legs and chest. Then I set down the can, picked up my e-reader and settled down in the sun with my back to her. 

I read for a long time before setting the e-reader down and closing my eyes. I drifted into a pleasant dream where a blonde woman with a stunning body was massaging my chest. I tried to see her face, but her long, luxurious hair shrouded it. She moved to my arms and then down to my fingers and hands. I moaned as she did that and I could see from the side that her face slid into a smile. After she finished my hands I thought she was done, but then there she was at my legs. I still couldn't see her face because she was backlighted by the low hanging sun. As she stroked up my legs, she pushed up and under my board shorts, drifting closer and closer to my thickening cock. She finally slipped her slippery hand around my raging hard on and I jerked awake, sitting up wildly. I half expected to see Sunny perched between my legs, but she wasn't there. 

"Seeley? Seeley are you OK?" I heard Sunny behind me. 

I twisted around and looked at her. She was up on her elbows, her perfect boobs hanging down from her chest. Just like that, I was awake and staring at her again. She glanced down and the subtle, sexy smile flickered across her face again. She reached down and picked up her cover-up and slipped it over her shoulders. She turned away from me, sitting up and tying the belt. She got up and came towards me, my eyes never leaving her body. 

"Seeley are you OK?" She repeated. 

Having had a moment to compose myself, I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a little bit of a weird dream that's all." 

She sat down between my feet, the sun backlighting her hair so that I couldn't see her face, just like the dream. It was Sunny in my dream. 

I felt her grin, rather than seeing it. "Sooo, what was the dream about? I mean it must have freaked you out, the way you shot up off the lounger. Was it a big, scary monster?" She giggled as she teased me. 

In an instant, I decided to tease her back. "No, it wasn't. It was a sexy blonde putting the sunscreen on me." I laughed. "She grabbed my member and that's what woke me up." I paused a beat to let it sink in. "In fact, I'm pretty sure it was you in my dream." 

She gasped and then fell silent for a few moments. Then she started giggling. 

I sighed, "What?" 

She giggled some more, "Member?" 

"It was the nicest thing I could think to call it." I said. "You are, after all, my sister." It sounded lame even as I said it. 

She was laughing harder, she actually snorted. "Aw, come on. I'm sure you have better names for it than that!" 

I hung my head and shook it. "Are you sure you want to hear this?" 

She nodded vigorously. 

I grinned while I answered, "OK, remember you asked for it. Cock, bone, boner, chubbie, chubster, hog, peter, pecker, pud, umm, dick, dong, dork, wee-wee, wiener, wang, one-eyed monster..." 

She interrupted me laughing and saying, "OK, OK, OK, I give." She scooted closer and putting her hand on my steel hard rod and squeezing, whispered, "My, my it is a monster..." and was gone. 

I twisted around staring after her. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure I was looking. 

She stopped, pulled her cover-up above her ass and wiggled it. "I thought you'd want a good look." Then holding up the fabric, she went into the kitchen. 

I sat there for a few moments, stunned. I realized I was not going to win this game and decided to find out what surrender would get me. I scrambled after her, but she was nowhere to be seen. I heard the shower start and realized where she had gone. I went out and cleaned up around the pool, putting everything away. I tested the pH and it was still good and then cleaned the grill. I went into the kitchen and saw evidence that she had cut up some fruit, but still wasn't anywhere around. I went up and her door was closed, so I knocked on it. 

"Yes?" Sunny said quietly. 

"Hey, do you want some dinner?" I asked. 

"Na, I got some fruit." She said. "I'm gonna watch a movie on Netflix and then go to sleep. It's been a long day and I'm tired. Good night Seeley." 

"Good night Sunny." I answered, disappointed. 

I went back downstairs, made a sandwich and sat in front of the TV, confused. I thought about the day. I had wanted to be alone, but Sunny arrived and we had made up. I realized sex was out of the question, but there was a vibe that something was going to happen and then she closed herself in her room. I didn't know what to make of it. I stayed downstairs for a little while, blankly watching TV. I gave up, closed the house up and went upstairs. Sunny's door was still closed, so I closed mine, got undressed and went to bed. 

I quickly fell asleep, dreaming of the blonde again. This time I didn't wake up when she grabbed my dick. I still didn't see her face, but woke up when she put it in her mouth. I was laying there panting in the aftermath of the imaginary blow job and looked over at the door. It was standing half open. I had closed that, hadn't I? I wasn't sure, so I rolled over and went back to a sleep that was dreamless. 

+++++++++++++++ 

I woke up, lying on my side facing the door. It was closed again. Now that it was morning I clearly remembered closing it last night, having it open in the middle of the night and now it was closed again. What the fuck was Sunny doing? Before I could ponder any more of the door conundrum, I was hit squarely in the face with the aroma of bacon and cinnamon. 'Oh man! Sunny made breakfast.' I thought. I jumped up, pulled my board shorts on and ran downstairs. 

When I rounded the corner into the kitchen, I stopped dead in my tracks. Sunny was bent over the kitchen table with her back to me, setting two places, side by side, her long blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail, wearing a pair of silky looking white bikini panties...and nothing else. Have I said her ass is magnificent? It is. 

I must have made a noise because Sunny turned around, holding her hands over her perfect breasts. I noticed her hands there, but I ran my eyes down to where her pussy was barely covered by the panties. When my eyes finally dragged back up her body, her face was lit up with the little, shy, sexy grin. She glanced down at my crotch, where my dick was responding appropriately to a half-naked woman. 

"Seeley?" She asked in a half whisper. "Is this OK?" 

Awestruck, my mouth hanging open, I nodded. She blushed from her hairline to her toes, and slowly dropped her hands. 

I approached her, wrapping her in my arms. "My God Sunny, you're beautiful." 

She snuggled into my chest. "Thank you." She murmured. 

I couldn't help it; my hands glided down to her ass and caressed it. It felt as good and firm in my hands as I knew it would. Sunny sighed and wiggled her bottom in my hands. Her nipples were burning little pinpoints of fire into my chest. After wriggling in my hands, she subtly thrust herself against my erection, which was now in a full blown raging state. The combination of all those things conspired to raise my temperature and my heart rate. I felt my face burning and my hard-on throbbing and I wasn't sure what to do next. Sunny partly resolved my dilemma by pushing away from me, much to my disappointment, kissing me lightly on the lips, taking my hand and leading me to the table. 

"Sit," she whispered. "We're gonna eat some breakfast, clean up the kitchen and then go out and lay by the pool. It's another gorgeous day and we need to take advantage of it. You're just gonna hafta get used to seeing my naked boobs and then we'll see what happens from there." 

I sat and watched her flit around the kitchen. She seemed to be extremely happy and acted as though she was walking on air. She poured fresh coffee; put a plate of bacon and a plate of French toast on the table. She came over and sat next to me, after pulling her chair closer so that our thighs would be touching. She sighed happily and bumped our shoulders together playfully. 

We sat there quietly eating, my eyes straying to her pert little boobs. She had given permission for me to look and I didn't get the impression that she minded. 

After a while, I looked at her profile and she had the cute, sexy grin again. I said, "Ok, why?" 

She giggled briefly before answering. That told me that she knew perfectly well, what I was asking, but she played innocent. "Why, what?" 

I growled, "Seriously?" 

She giggled again before saying, "Ok, Ok!" 

She pushed back from the table, turning to face me. I tried to meet her eyes, but her white boobs with the clearly discernable tan lines were screaming for my attention. I lost my small battle and stared at them. 

"Seeley, I've been thinking about you and our lives since Jack moved out and we were divorced. I..." I cut her off in midsentence. 

"What!?!" I exclaimed, "You're divorced? When did you get married?!?" 

She laughed out loud. "Ok, that's just sad. How did you not know I was married? Mom had to have said something." 

I sat there stumped before a glimmer of a memory started shining through. Julie had said something to me a long time ago about a wedding involving Sunny and I shut her down immediately. We never spoke of it again and I forgot about it. 

I sighed, "I'm sorry Sunny. Julie said something about it but I didn't want to hear it, so I guess I forgot. I apologize." 

Sunny laughed, "It's not like you missed anything. Jack turned into a real jerk." 

I frowned, "Jack? Jack Hutchens?" 

She giggled, and nodded, obviously knowing that the reaction from me would not be good. 

I didn't disappoint. "You married Jack Hutchens?!? That jerk?!? I cannot believe that!" He had delighted in humiliating me every time he saw me. I suppose that Jack had as much to do with our continued separation as anybody. If I didn't know he would be there and I ventured out of my room, he would depants me when nobody was around. I complained to Mom once and got 'Oh come on, Jack's a great guy, he wouldn't do that.' When Sunny was in high school, Jack was the Big Man on Campus. Football star and baseball star and I really had expected him to be starring at the professional level. But, he went to a Big 10 school and disappeared into anonymity. 

"Yes, I did. It was great for a few years, but as I became more successful in my career, his was stagnated." Her good humor had disappeared. "After a couple of years and a couple of my promotions, he started drinking, although, he probably drank all along and I didn't realize it. The longer we went, the worse it got. One night, I gave him the ultimatum that he had to seek help or get out. He literally stared at me for one minute solid, turned around and walked out of the door leaving all of his stuff behind. I haven't seen him since. He's just a signature on the divorce papers. I have no idea where he went or where he is now. I donated all of his stuff to Goodwill." 

I was stunned. "Geez, Sunny, I'm sorry." 

She gathered herself for a moment and then smiled through the tears. "It's all over now and you're here, so I'm happier than I would have been with him, anyway." 

She reached over and slipped her hand into mine, grinning at me with that sexy little grin. She continued eating with her other hand. "So...after we clean up the kitchen, I thought we'd go out to the pool." Her eyes twinkled as she asked me, "Do you want me to cover up when we go outside?" 

"No!!" I said too quickly and desperately as she collapsed into laughter. 

"Ok, Ok..." she said and the twinkle reappeared. "Or, would you prefer me totally naked?" 

I was like a fish out of water, my mouth opening and closing, and no sound coming out, with absolutely no idea what to say. 

"Ok," she said with the twinkle, "I am assuming that you're good with me being naked, is that right?" 

Still incapable of speech, I nodded vigorously. 

She let go of my hand and picked up the breakfast plates. As she was walking to the sink, she said over her shoulder, "If I'm gonna be completely naked, so're you." She put the plates down, turned around and covered her boobs. "So what's it gonna be?" 

I was momentarily stunned, but recovered quickly. If my being naked was a condition of her being naked, I was completely OK with it. I stood up, hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my board shorts, yanked them down and stepped out of them. My erection stood proudly in front of me, and in a moment of inspiration, I struck the Superman pose with my hands on my hips and my chest swollen. 

I got the reaction for which I was hoping. Sunny completely cracked up. As a benefit, she dropped her hands. "Oh, so now you're Superman?" 

I glanced down at my dick and raised my eyebrow, wiggling it and my dick. She laughed and walked toward me. I started shaking. She never paused, just patted me on the arm as she passed by. I was stunned and disappointed. 

"Hey!" I said. 

She stopped, covered her boobs again, turned around and innocently said, "What?" 

I looked pointedly at her panties and raised my eyes to hers with a questioning look. 

"Patience, big boy, patience..." and walked out of the kitchen. 

"Arrrgghh," I moaned and heard Sunny laughing. 

Naked and a touch uncomfortable, I cleaned up the kitchen. I put everything away and then sat at the table for just a moment. I stood right back up, not having known what to do next. I decided that I needed to shower. I took my board shorts, ran upstairs, saw that Sunny's door was closed and the bathroom was open. I grabbed my shaving kit and took occupancy of the bathroom. I quickly shaved and then jumped in the shower. My dick had deflated a little, but not completely. I closed my eyes and in my mind's eye saw Sunny walking away in the thin, white, silky panties. My hard-on came raging back and I suddenly realized that I had been stroking it with some earnestness. I let it go, not knowing what was happening between us, I know what I hoped would happen, but I didn't know what Sunny was thinking. I got out, dried myself off and brushed my hair. When I went back out, Sunny's door was still closed so I put my stuff away and went downstairs. 

I pulled the loungers into the shade and sat down. I leapt back out of the chair, cursing because of the heat. My ass and the back of my legs were on fire. I went in a got a cool wet towel and wiped down both of the chairs. I tossed the towel on the table and sat in the chair. 

"Now, how am I going to even out my tan if we're sitting in the shade?" Sunny's voice startled me and I turned to look at her. She was wearing a short, orange, silk robe and I'm sure that my disappointment showed on my face. "Geez, Seeley, it's gonna be Ok. You'll get to see what you wanna see soon enough!" I looked at the rest of her and she had pulled her hair up into a high, tight, ponytail. She had put on a little makeup and she looked gorgeous. 

I felt the embarrassment flood my face. I tried to deflect, "I can move the lounger, but..." I stopped, not wanting to make this any weirder. 

Sunny stopped in front of me. "What?" She said with a smile. 

The embarrassment had reached epic levels for me. I had to just say it. "It's just that, ummm, that I want, uhhh, I mean I wanna, urgghhh..." 

Sunny was laughing. "Come on, you've seen my boobs, I've seen your dick, what could be more embarrassing than that?" 

I took a deep breath, deciding to just blurt it out. "I don't want you to even up your tan, Sunny. I think your tan lines are extremely hot and very sexy." 

Sunny's mouth dropped open. She didn't immediately respond and I thought that I had angered her. Then she smiled a dazzling smile, "Really? You think I'm extremely hot and very sexy?" 

I blushed and nodded. She stood smiling at me for a moment, then turned her back to me and slipped the garment off of her shoulder, just low enough that I could see the tan line. The fact that she was now partially dressed and giving me peeks of her skin was extremely hot. She giggled and slipped the robe back up, covering herself. Then she repeated the teasing display on the other shoulder. My dick was throbbing at her little performance. Sunny did notice the bobbing of my hard-on. She straightened up in front of me and then dropped both shoulders, displaying her entire back, down to her hips. The tip of the crack of her perfect butt was just peeking out above the line of the silk robe and just below the tan line. She chuckled again and pulled it up, eliciting a moan of disappointment from me. She paused in her teasing and fiddled with the front of the robe before turning around to face me. Sunny shrugged the left shoulder of the robe off and it slipped low enough to uncover her perfect little boob, almost immediately covering it up, but not before I noticed that her nipple was very erect. She repeated the playful tease, before, once again, covering up. 

She turned around again and after untying the robe, let it slide to the ground. The magnificence of Sunny's entire backside, tan lines and all, was on display. I was nearly panting while watching the elegant strip-tease. She pulled the lounger out into the sun and lay down on it. My eyes were glued to her ass the entire time. I'm not sure how she was doing it, but I had still not seen her pussy. 

"Seeley?" Sunny called. "Could you get the coconut oil and put it on me? I don't want that spray stuff; I want you to put the good stuff on me." 

"Huh?" I gasped, not believing that she wanted me to touch her. 

She raised her head and looked at me. "Seeley, I can't reach everywhere on my backside, I want you to do it for me." She paused a moment, obviously thinking. "Here's a better idea. You like the tan lines, right?" 

I nodded vigorously. 

She giggled, "Okay, here's what I want you to do. I know Mom has some 100 SPF in the pool shed. Get that." 

I went out to the pool house and found the sunscreen and was back in a flash. 

She grinned when I was back so quickly, but didn't say anything. "Cover everything with the coconut oil. Then, take your time," she giggled at my grin, "and use the heavy stuff on the white part of my skin. That way I'll get what I want and you'll get what you want. Oh, be sure to get my sides covered well. I don't want to burn." 

She laughed out loud as the implications of where I would have my hands sunk in and were clearly reflected on my face. I pulled a small patio table to Sunny's side and sat nervously on the edge of the lounger. Turned toward her head, I took care not to rub up against her. I sat there for a moment, gathering myself. 

Sunny picked up her head, looking at me. "What are you waiting for? I can feel the heat!" 

I took a deep breath. "Sunny, I'm going to be touching you naked in places that I never thought I would. Give me a minute to absorb and enjoy it, would you?" 

She had thought about this moment because there was no hesitation in her response. "I know you want to enjoy this, Seeley. Wouldn't it be better if you actually touched me, rather than imagining it?" 




Sunny



I laughed, she had me there. My nervousness partially relieved, I poured the coconut oil on my hand to warm it up before I started on her. A little that was still cold dribbled on her and she shivered. 

"Sorry." I said. 

"'s Ok." She said, "It was a little surprise." 

I took a deep breath and put my hands on her back. The combination of her smooth skin and the slick coconut oil plus the fact that I hadn't touched a woman in over a year sent my brain and my cock into sensory overload. Completely without warning, I started coming. I shot a volley over her head with a smaller second shot landing on her cheek. The balance, of which there was a lot, landed and pooled on her back. While it felt great to come, I was totally shocked. Sunny looked back at me with a 'What the fuck?' expression on her face. Blushing furiously, I jumped up, raced into the house, got a couple of towels and wet one down with warm water. I couldn't believe what had happened. There was just a little on her face, but I had given my sister a facial. I had never done that to another woman in my life. I was mortified. I took a moment to compose myself before going back out to face the music. 

Sunny was propped up on her elbows with a quizzical expression on her face. Her question was completely unexpected. "Seeley? Are you Ok?" 

I wasn't sure how to answer, I hesitated. Then I cautiously asked, "You're not disgusted by me? By that? By what I did?" 

"No, but I am concerned about you, baby brother." She said sympathetically. She looked at me for a few moments. "I'm sorry, Seeley. I didn't think about what you were going through, what you might need." She grinned sheepishly. "I was getting excited by teasing you, by turning you on. Your body responded to that teasing by releasing your pent-up emotions..." She giggled, reddening, "and other things." 

She stroked her forefinger across her cheek, dragging the come off. She looked at it for a moment, testing the slipperiness between her finger and thumb, before slipping the whole thing in her mouth. I sat there gaping at her. 

"Sunny?" I gasped. 

She started giggling, "You should see your face, Seeley! Your expression is priceless." She quickly returned to being serious. 

"Go put your board shorts back on." I stood up and turned to go. 

"No, wait." She said and I turned back. 

She smiled at me. "Before you go, please wipe off my back and then hand me my robe." 

I complied, all the while gawking at her perfect ass. She looked over her shoulder at me, chuckling. "Isn't that what got you in trouble before?" I finished cleaning her up, staring the whole time at her face, not her ass, speechless. 

I picked up her robe and handed it to her. I stood there watching. Despite what had happened, I still wanted to see her pussy. She took it and waited. 

"Go put your board shorts back on." She repeated as she draped the robe over her butt and held part of it in front of her boobs. "You're not going to see any more of me naked...for now. We need to get back on an even keel. Please come back when you get your board shorts on. We'll talk." 

I hesitated, "Go on," she said gently, "it'll be just fine, you'll see." 

I stepped closer, leaned down and kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry Sunny." 

I went back up to my room. I walked in and looked at the board shorts lying on the bed. I glanced down and my dick was still more than half hard, bouncing in front of me. "Troublemaker." I muttered, accusingly. Predictably, my cock had nothing to say for itself. Typical... 

I decided that I needed to cool myself off. I took my shorts with me and went into the bathroom. I took a cool shower, which took care of my erection. I dried myself off and pulled the shorts on. When I came out of the bathroom, Sunny's door was closed. My mind was still reeling from this morning's turn of events and I wasn't sure what to think of her being in her room. 

I went down to the kitchen and after looking at the clock, realized that it was probably close enough to noon to drink a beer. I opened one and went out to sit in the sun. I sat back and closed my eyes for a moment, wanting to clear my mind. I was determined to start over, yet again, with Sunny. I felt her presence sit down next to me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She had fixed her hair and makeup and had put on a bright orange sundress. 

I looked her over and grinned. "You look very pretty, Sunny. Are you going somewhere?" 

She returned my grin. "No. We are. We're going out to lunch and then you're taking me to a movie." 

I laughed, "Oh I am, am I?" 

She smacked my arm, growling, "Yes you are. Now get moving." 

"Ok, Ok." I scrambled out of the chair and headed upstairs, but not before asking, "Shorts or something nicer?" 

She was leafing through a magazine that she had brought with her. She never looked up. "Nicer." 

I went back up to my room and pulled out a pair of dark blue Dockers and a long sleeved, yellow shirt with a button down collar. I put on some nice shoes and was ready to go. 

I went back downstairs and Sunny smiled when she saw me. "Wow, you clean up pretty well little brother." 

I blushed, "Thank you. Now where are we going?" 

"We're going to Shin Li's and then we're going to see an old movie...maybe two." She grinned. 

I shrugged, "Ok, your car or mine? 

"Let's take yours. I always want to put the top down, but I don't want to mess up my hair." She said. 

"Ok, works for me." I started to go to the garage, but she stopped me. 

"I changed my mind." She said. 

"Ok," I smiled, "what now?" 

"We're going to be out of the movies later in the day, maybe after dark, and I love to be in the car with the top down after dark." She smiled. "Is that Ok?" 

I leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Whatever you want, this is your show." 

"'k." She grabbed her keys and dropped them in my hands. 

I was surprised. "You're gonna let me drive your new car?" 

She stopped and looked at me. "Is there any reason I shouldn't?" 

I laughed, "No, I just figured you'd be very protective. I would be." 

She shook her head, "That's one of the biggest differences between men and women. It's just a car!" 

I shrugged, wisely keeping my mouth shut. 

She laughed derisively, "I thought so." 

I pulled the car out of the garage and stopped her before she could open her door. I ran around the car, bowed with an exaggerated motion and opened the door. "My lady!" 

She giggled, taking it the way I had hoped. "Why thank you kind sir." 

I followed with a Groucho Marxesque eyebrow waggle, "Oh, ho ho, little girl!" It was too much. 

She growled, "Asshole!" 

I climbed in the car, contrite. "Sorry, I was trying to be funny." 

She snorted, "And failed miserably." 

I sighed, "I know, sorry." 

"Stop apologizing," she snapped, "just don't do it again." 

"Sor..., Ok I won't." I mumbled. 

I drove to Shin Li's, the silence in the car very, very thick. Sunny reached over and took my hand, squeezing it. I glanced over at her surprised. She wasn't looking at me, but from the little grin, she knew I was looking at her. I squeezed back, content to hold my sister's hand. 

I parked at Shin Li's, pulled my hand loose of hers and got out. I noticed a little frown when I let go, but still, she said nothing. I opened the door with a flourish and a bow and she grinned again. I took her hand, bowed again and kissed it. She giggled like a schoolgirl. I breathed a sigh of relief; we had apparently gotten past my ill-conceived attempt at humor. 

I started to release her hand, but she held on tight. We got to the door and I held it for her, a little awkwardly. She was still holding on to my hand. I followed her through the door, not as though I had much choice. 

Sunny asked for a booth in the back and the hostess led us back there. Sunny slid in one side and patted the seat next to her, so I slid in beside her. 

I said, "Sunny, I..." 

"Stop, Seeley." She answered. "I think I know what you're gonna say and just don't. I want a nice evening...a nice date." 

"Date?" I asked hesitantly. "Ummm OK." 

The server approached our table and asked what we wanted to drink. 

"I'll have a Tsingtao, please." I said. 

As the server started to write, Sunny said, "No he won't, we'll both have Zhujiang, thank you." The server walked away. 

"Huh?" I said. "But I like Tsingtao." 

Sunny chuckled, "But I guarantee you'll like this better," 

The server was back almost instantly. 

We both sipped the beer and Sunny raised her eyebrows in question. 

I laughed, "Ok, Ok, it's very good." 

"Aaaannnndddd?" Sunny dragged out the question. 

I nodded in her direction and sighed. "You were right, Sunny." 

She grinned triumphantly. "Naturally!" 

I just shook my head and she giggled. I looked at the menu. "Now, what is it I like here? I obviously don't know." 

She stuck her tongue out at me and then said, "Wow, you're a quick learner. I might need to keep you around!" 

I just made a face at her and she laughed. 

The server came back "Have you decided?" She looked at me, I shrugged. 

Sunny smiled to herself, but I saw it. "We'll have the Sichuanese Wontons In Chilli Oil Sauce to start and then we'll have the Spicy Sichuan Tofu. Thank you." 

The server walked away. I looked at Sunny, "Tofu? Really? Really?!?" 

She smacked me. "Shut Up!" But she was grinning. "Mom says that you love spicy food. You'll love this and if the name of the dish didn't say tofu, you wouldn't know it had tofu in it." 

"Uh-huh." I mumbled and she just laughed. 

The wontons arrived quickly and they were outstanding and I told Sunny just that. 

"See, trust your big sister." She grinned. 

However, I was not so sure about the next course. She noticed my expression when it arrived and she squeezes my hand. "If you don't like it, we'll get a giant tub of hot buttered popcorn at the movie." 

"Yeah, but I was gonna do that anyway." I chuckled as she smacked me. She was smiling, however. 

I cautiously took a bite with the chopsticks and was immediately overwhelmed with the blend of flavors. This was an awesome dish. Sunny was watching me expectantly. 

"Yeah, yeah, it's even better than you said." I told her, chastened. 

She smiled brightly. "Thank you, I knew you'd love it." 

We ate mostly in silence. The server cleared the table and brought the check, including the fortune cookies. I dropped my credit card on the check and ignored the cookies. 

"Hey," Sunny said, "aren't you gonna read the fortune cookie? It's bad luck not to read them." 

I frowned, "It is not." 

She leaned into me, bumping shoulders. "Don't tempt fate." 

I sighed, "Okay." 

She handed me one and I cracked it open. "Don't tempt fate; the love of your life is within reach, hold on tight and don't let go." 

She read it over my shoulder and then slipped her hand in mine and squeezed. I looked hard at her. "Did you slip me one that you brought?" 

She looked genuinely surprised. "Why would I do that?" 

"I dunno. It's just seemed weird that the fortune said what you said when you handed it to me." I shrugged. 

She sat there for a minute, thinking. "Yeah, I can see that." 

I grinned at her. "Ok, what's yours say? Don't tempt fate!" 

She giggled, "Touché." 

Sunny cracked it open. "Don't tempt fate, you have just rediscovered the love of your life, don't let them slip away again." 

Sunny dropped the fortune and looked rattled. "What the hell is this? This cannot be random." 

I chuckled, "Weird, huh?" 

Sunny shook her head, "Uhhh, yeah!" 

The server came back and I asked her, "Do you pick the fortune cookies at random?" 

She cocked her head and smiled, "Um, yes. I grab a handful and put them in my apron. Why do you ask?" 

I hesitated, mostly because saying it out loud would sound weird. "Because these were, uhhh, well..." 

She laughed and reached into her apron. When she pulled her hand out there were five cookies. "Pick two." 

We did and Sunny's said, "A closed mouth gathers no feet." 

Mine said, "Confucius say: if you think you're going to sum up your whole life on this little bit of paper, you're crazy." 

Sunny and I looked at each other and laughed. I said, "I don't know if that got more weird or less weird." 

The server smiled. "Do you mind if I look at your original fortunes?" 

I shrugged and she picked them up and read them. She looked at the two of us, "I'd say the gods are trying to tell you two, something. I'd listen if I were you." 

I opened my mouth and started to talk, "But, she's..." 

Sunny stopped me with a kiss. "...the love of my life." She finished my sentence and then giggled. 

The server giggled, too. She looked at me and said, "See?" 

I just shook my head and they both laughed. The server left and was back quickly. I gave her a giant tip and we left. Sunny only let go of my hand long enough for her and I to get in the car. 

I got in and she grabbed my hand again. I looked at her before I started to drive. I asked her, "Are we going to talk about what just happened?" 

She adopted this wide-eyed innocent expression. "What do you mean?" 

"What happened this afternoon? Or, I'm the love of your life?" I questioned her. 

"Yes, you are," she stated simply, ignoring the first question, "and we're not talking about it anymore. Now, drive!" 

I stared at her for a moment and she giggled. I shrugged and started driving. She continued to hold my hand the way to the movies. We went to an older theater that had been restored. It originally had only one screen, but had renovated it to have two screens. They run old movies and the audiences are smaller than in the theaters that run first run movies. 

Sunny got more excited as we went up to the box office. She said, "There is a double feature tonight, The Thin Man and After the Thin Man. I love those movies. They star William Powell and Myrna Loy. They were very special together, funny, natural and very easy going." 

"I take it that William Powell is the Thin Man?" I asked. 

She smiled, "No, that's what everyone assumes. From back when they were released, that has been the assumption." She got genuinely excited, warming to telling me the background. "The original movie was based on a novel by Dashiell Hammett. The story involves the search for a murder suspect who was described as a "tall thin man". The assumption stuck so they continued to make sequels using the name." 

"How many sequels?" I asked. 

"I'm not entirely certain," she answered, "either four or five." 

We arrived at the theater and Sunny only relinquished my hand long enough for me to go around the car; open the door and help her out. She took it again and pretty much held it the rest of the time we were there. 

We got popcorn and settled in. I thoroughly enjoyed the movies. Sunny was right, William Powell and Myrna Loy had some of the best screen chemistry I have ever seen. I liked the original better than the sequel, but both were still very good. It turned into a long evening. All told, we were in the theater for over four hours. 

When we went out, it was a beautiful mid-summer night. I put the top down and Sunny asked if we could just drive for a while. I drove through the country for a while and then drove out to the lake. We stopped for a little while and watched the moon sparkling on the waves and talking. Sunny was leaning up against her door as was I. Of course, we drew the attention of the local police. 

He pulled up behind us and was a little gruff when he approached the door. "Ok, you two, what are you up to?" He shined the light in my face. 

"Seeley? Is that you? Aren't you a little old for this?" He said and started to laugh. He flickered the light over to Sunny's side, illuminating her face. His little snicker turned into a full-fledged belly laugh. "You're parking with your sister?" 

I snorted, still not able to see his face. "You obviously know me, officer, but you have me at a disadvantage." 

He stopped laughing. "Sorry, I forget what the flashlight does." He drew the flashlight to his face. 

"Stew?" I said. "Stewart Anderson?" I turned and looked at Sunny. "I graduated with Stew." 

Sunny tersely replied, "I remember." She seemed to be a little pissed. 

Stew chuckled. "Sorry, I'm obviously interrupting something. Just a piece of advice, there will be patrol cars come to see you about once an hour. It'll happen whether I notify everybody or not, it's policy." He handed me a card, "Seeley, gimme a call, we'll go get a beer. Nice to see you Sunny." He walked away. 

Sunny looked at me, "Well, that was awkward." 

I just laughed. "Now what, do you want to sit here?" 

Sunny was rather grumpy. "This had been a pretty good day and that just about ruined it. Let's just go home." 

We got home, and as soon as I opened the garage door Sunny was out of the car and in the house. I put up the top and parked her car. She was nowhere to be seen. I looked at the clock and it was a little after one. I decided to turn in. I stripped and lay down in my bed. Evidently, I was tired because I went right out. 

Sometime later, I woke up when I felt the bed dip behind me when someone sat on it. I opened my eyes and rolled over. Sunny was sitting there, holding her robe closed in front of her. 

"I had such a great time today and I don't want it to end. Can I sleep with you?" she asked softly. 

"Uhh, sure, but I need to tell you, I'm naked under here." I said, flushing with embarrassment. 

She giggled, "Cool, me too." She tugged her robe off of her shoulders and dropped it on the floor. 

I could barely see her, but I really didn't need to as her silky smooth body was immediately pressed up against mine. 

"Lay down Seeley," she whispered, "I want to spoon." I twisted around and faced her. She smacked me on the chest. "Not that way! I want to spoon you." 

"Ohhh," I said sarcastically. She playfully hit me again. I turned around and lay down. 

She snuggled in behind me, her warm body molding to mine. Oh man, she felt so good. I felt no hair brushing against me, so I assumed that she was shaved or waxed. With that thought, my manhood, which had been lying flaccid, was ragingly hard in seconds. She reached up and put her hand in mine and after kissing her fingers, I pulled it tight to my chest. 

Sunny tenderly kissed my back several times and then whispered, "Good night, Seeley. I love you." 

Maybe it was the unreal situation of being naked with my sister, or maybe it was nothing at all, but that didn't feel like a sisterly "I love you." Maybe, just maybe, my feelings towards Sunny had changed more than I thought. They say, (yeah I know, the ubiquitous they) that the line between love and hate is a fine one. I had been feeling increasingly tender towards her for the last couple of days. 

All of those thoughts went through my head in a flash and I knew I needed to respond to her, she had tensed a little when she said it. "Good night, baby, I love you, too." 

I heard her whimper and she kissed my back again. She wormed her other arm under my neck and awkwardly hugged me. I squeezed her hand. I don't know how quickly Sunny went to sleep, but I took a while. I simply lay there enjoying our closeness. 

+++++++++++++++ 

Judging by the light in my room, I opened my eyes in the early morning. It took a minute to orient myself. Sunny was lying in front of me as I was spooning her. She had my hand clasped in both of hers, between her boobs. My erection, which had lost it's strength while I slept, slowly regained it as I became aware of our position. My full-fledged erection was soon trapped between us at a distinctly uncomfortable angle. 




Sunny



She obviously felt it. She wiggled her butt, which caused it to slip nicely into the groove between her cheeks. She said in a Mae West impression, "Is that a pickle in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" She started giggling. "She never said that, did you know that?" 

I was a little overwhelmed with the situation. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "No, I didn't." 

"Yeah, it's one of the most misquoted movie lines of all time." She chuckled and then wiggled her butt again. "Like, Jimmy Cagney never said, 'You dirty Rat!' or Sherlock Holmes never said 'Elementary, my dear Watson!', did you know any of those?" 

"No," I said. "But quite frankly, my dear, this is the most bizarre conversation I've ever had while holding a hot, naked babe." 

She turned around, "Nice Gone with the Wind allusion." She kissed me, her tongue slipping into my mouth. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, freshen up, brush my teeth, and whatever else I need to do. I would like to meet you back here and continue this." She kissed me again. "But, that's totally up to you. I want us to make love, I want to fuck like animals, but you have to want it, too." She got out of bed and I watched her spectacular ass walk to the door. She stopped and turned her head to look at me. "If you're in bed when I get back, we'll do everything that I've been dreaming about; and maybe you have been too. But if you're not, we'll get dressed and never talk about it again." 

She turned and walked out of the door. I chuckled; she had managed, once again, to not show me her pussy. I jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I heard the shower in Mom and Dad's room so I figured I had time, too. I took care of my business and then I shaved and then showered. I didn't rush; I wanted to be sure that I was clean and smooth for her. As I was in the bathroom I realized I loved her more than I should as a brother, but it didn't matter. She loved me, too. I didn't know what this was, it didn't really make any sense whatsoever, but I would go along with it. Evidently, I was going to get laid by one of the hottest women I had ever seen, the only weird part was that she was my sister. I had to laugh at that thought; 'Only?' 

Honestly, Sunny had no reason to be doing this; we didn't really know each other, not as adults anyway. I couldn't imagine what had prompted this, why she was determined for us to have sex. I decided that even though it might ruin my chance to fuck her, I would ask her what she was thinking. I finished up in the bathroom and went back into my room. I heard the blow dryer, so I knew I had a few minutes. I changed the sheets and closed the curtains, grateful that Mom had left the very dark ones in my room. I ran downstairs and grabbed some candles and spread them around the room. I was hustling because I didn't really know how much time I had. 

I was lighting the last couple of them when I heard a whistle behind me. Sunny was standing in the door with a grin on her face. She had on a short, sheer, white robe and looked absolutely stunning. I shook my head; she had on the tiniest panties that I had ever seen. She was still making me work to see her pussy. I had to wonder if I ever would. 

"Candles, Seeley?" She said lightly before changing her tone to sultry, sexy. "Romantic, isn't it?" 

She opened the robe and dropped it to the floor. I turned back to the candles, lit them and dropped the lighter. 

I turned back to Sunny and smiled. "Sunny," I said, "You are still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." 

Sunny glanced down at my rapidly rising dick and giggled. "I see that is a true statement!" 

I stepped up to her, took her in my arms and looked at her. She raised her face expectantly to mine, her lips parted and moistened, waiting for my kiss, with a look of innocent expectation. I didn't disappoint her, gently claiming her soft mouth. Her tongue hesitantly traced my lips and quickly dipped in and out of my mouth. The paradox of her innocent expression and hesitant kiss, coupled with her nearly naked form had my dick throbbing and me starting to breathe hard. My brain was trying to cope with the question of why she was doing this and losing the fight. (Look, I know you guys are thinking 'You idiot let this go and enjoy the gift' and I probably should. But, that hurt eight year old kid in me just has to know what this all means.) 

Sunny ended the kiss and laid her head on my chest. "I'm glad you stayed Seeley. I think I would have died a little if you hadn't been in this room." 

'God damn it,' I thought. I sighed, knowing that I was probably going to screw this up. 

Sunny pushed away and looked up at me. "That was not a good sigh, Seeley. What's goin' on?" 

I looked down before meeting her eyes. "Sunny, that's exactly what I need to ask you. What's goin' on?" 

Her hesitation told me that she wanted to deflect and the defeated expression on her face also told me that she knew she had to come clean. She walked over and picked up her robe and put it on. She looked down and laughed wryly, "Yeah, a lot of good this does." Then she went and sat down on the bed. She crossed her arms in front of her and I couldn't see anything anymore. Her serious demeanor made me realize that this was very important to her. I grabbed a pair of shorts out of my suitcase and threw them on. 

I started to move to sit next to her and she shook her head. "No, Seeley, I need some space." I sat at the desk instead. 

She sat with her head down for a very long time. When she looked up, mascara and tears were running down her cheeks. I flinched upon seeing that, I didn't mean to make her cry. I moved like I was going to get up and she shook her head. "Please don't." So I didn't move. 

She finally started in on her story. "After I graduated from college and took that job in Houston," she looked at my expression and giggled a little, "Yes, Seeley I lived in Houston for a while. Anyway, I started having problems with my period. At first, it was just a nuisance and I dealt with it. But after a while my period never stopped and I got worried. I called Mom and she told me to get to a doctor right away. She came down and went with me. The gynecologist ran a bunch of tests and found that I had cervical cancer." 

"Oh Jesus, Sunny," I said, horrified, "I had no idea. I am so sorry, are you all right?" Again, I started to get up and she put her hand up. I settled back down. 

"I am now," she smiled. "Thank you for asking." Then she bowed her head to continue. "I'm just glad we buried the hatchet. Anyway, they did a radical hysterectomy and started radiation and chemo treatments. I lost a lot of weight, my hair and some of my dignity. It took over a year, but they finally found I was cancer free. While I was undergoing treatments I had a lot of time to consider my life choices. I realized that the worst thing I ever did was hurt you so terribly." 

She looked up at me and explained. "I knew you were there that day. I had gotten tired of you hanging around and I said the thing that I figured would make you stop, that would hurt as much as my idiot teen-aged girl brain could imagine. I didn't mean any of it; I never hated you or resented Mom for having you. I need to apologize for hurting you. I am soooo sorry Seeley, I really didn't mean any of it. I just wanted time alone with my friends." 

I was stunned. She knew I was there. As much as I probably should have been pissed; I wasn't. The only thing that I heard that mattered to me was that Sunny never hated me. 

She continued, "I needed to make it up to you. I needed to apologize. That's when I bought the dog tags and went to your graduation party. I tried then to apologize, but you weren't having any part of it, not that I blame you. Over the years, I tried communicating through Mom, sending cards, letters and eventually email. But, you obviously didn't read any of it." 

I got up and went to her, kneeling in front of her. She looked down, evidently not wanting to make eye contact. "Why didn't Mom tell me straight up?" 

Sunny looked up at me, her eyes shining with tears. "I asked her not to. I figured that you wouldn't have believed her anyway. I had made this mess and I wanted to fix it. She and I have talked about it a lot over the years. She has made several suggestions and I have tried them all, only to have you reject all of them." She giggled a little. "Then, Mom called and told me you were going to be here for the week. She said it was probably the best opportunity for me to make it right with you." She smiled warmly at me. "She was right. I meant it when I said I was proud of you, I still am, because Mom keeps me informed about your life. I felt so badly for you when Mom told me about the divorce. I wanted to make you feel better." 

She got a naughty grin on her face, and I knew something was up. "I know it's not the conventional thing to do, but when I saw you, saw how you'd grown up to be so fit and handsome..." she giggled, "stop blushing, I decided that I wanted to fu... um, make love to you. I know how you have always liked my ass, so I started teasing you with it." She giggled again. "That was actually a lot of fun." 

She momentarily got a little serious. "I do want to apologize for the whole naked coconut oil thing. It never occurred to me that you hadn't had sex in a while. It was gratifying to know that I turned you on that much, but that had to be embarrassing for you." 

"Uhhh, yeah..." I said, chuckling. As I looked at her, I was transported back to when she was a teenager and my heart's desire. "Sunny, I meant it when I said that you are the hottest, sexiest most beautiful woman I have ever seen." 

I stood up and pulled her to her feet. She looked up at me with tear and mascara stained eyes. I kissed her tenderly. I pulled away and looked at her. "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but why don't you go back to the bathroom and freshen up? I would like a little reset of the start of our evening together and you might feel better if you splash some water on your face." 

Sunny grinned shyly and after kissing my cheek, left my bedroom. I pulled off my shorts and got back in bed, covering up with the sheet. I waited anxiously for Sunny, hoping that she wouldn't change her mind. I needn't have worried. Sunny was back at the door in less than five minutes, her face scrubbed and looking fresh. She stood and watched me for a moment and then untied the belt on the robe and dropped it to the floor. 

She approached the bed and stood quietly at its side. My eyes never left her face until she reached up and cupped her perfect breasts. My eyes were riveted to her hands as I watched as she caressed the flawless orbs. I scrambled to my knees on the bed in front of her, reaching out to cover her hands, mimicking her caresses. I pulled her hands away to reveal the arousal of her nipples. I had waited my entire life for this moment and was not to be denied another second. I bent to her breast, extending my tongue to her straining nipple, bathing just the tip of it in my saliva. Her knees buckled and I caught her and laid her down. 

She giggled; a dreamy expression on her face. "Wow, I sure didn't expect that. Your tenderness sent chills through me. Please hold me and kiss me Seeley. I want to feel your lips on mine; I want to feel your arms around me. I want to feel your love. You do love me, don't you Seeley?" 

I kissed her softly, and then kissed her nose. "You cannot imagine how much I love you Sunny. I know now that I always have loved you, the feeling was just buried for a while." I lay down next to her and she snuggled in, her head on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. 

She rubbed my chest softly and then kissed my neck, sending chills down my spine. I wrapped my arm around her, holding her close and pressing her body to mine. I twisted my neck around and found her lips with mine again. I traced them gently, this time the shivers were hers. They parted and allowed the tender probing of my tongue. She caught my tongue between her lips and delicately sucked on it while flicking the tip with hers; now the chills returned to me. The tenderness of our kissing was nothing I had ever experienced before. I slowly pulled away from her and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed and the serene contentment on her face was a joy to behold. I lowered my lips to hers once again and resumed our tender exploration of each other. I don't know how long we kissed, it could have been minutes; it could have been hours. It didn't matter because we were together. 

(I had never made love like this before. In the past there was always urgency, a desire to get to the goal of an orgasm. There was none of that with Sunny, with us. We were enjoying each other to the fullest, enjoying the journey of discovery, the joy of exploring the nuances of the others reactions. I felt like we had all the time in the world. The clock had stopped and we were in a cocoon, only with each other and protected from the world. Every touch, every sound, every feeling was about each other. I never wanted it to end.) 

Eventually, I pulled my hand around and felt the fullness of her breast for the first time. My breath caught in my throat and I felt her smile. My hand covered the entire surface, the rock hard nipple pressing into my palm. I just left it there, enjoying the sensations. Sunny slightly pressed back into my hand, seeking more pressure. I obliged, moving my hand and catching her nipple in my fingertips. She gasped in my mouth, and then pulled away. 

"Ohhh, Seeleeeeey..." she moaned. 

I shifted around and captured her nipple between my lips and teased it with my tongue. I took a chance and used the hardness of my teeth on it and Sunny shuddered. 

"Ohhh, goddd, Seeleeeey..." she moaned again. "Ssseeeleeey, I love yyyou..." 

I grinned and repeated my assault on her other nipple. This time she briefly pressed my head to her breast before pulling my head up to her face. She kissed me gently, more gently than I expected. 

She spoke after parting with my lips, "Seeley, my pussy is on fire. Please help me..." 

I kissed her again and started drifting down towards her pussy. Finally, I was going to see it. I paused at her breasts to worship for a few moments. Sunny moaned with desire again. I continued down and reached her navel. I kissed it and swirled my tongue around it and she squirmed and moaned. She had begun squirming to the point that I was having a difficult time keeping her in front of me. I continued on my journey, kissing and licking everything in sight. I reached her tiny panties and was stunned to find the silky garment completely soaked through. 

I chuckled, "Somebody's excited." 

She smacked my head, "Jackass..." she muttered. 

I laughed again, "Fair enough..." 

"But, seriously Sunny, I have never seen any woman so wet before." I said with awe in my voice. "I really like it that you're so wet for me. Your panties are soaked, it's running down your thighs and I'll bet your perfect butt is dripping. I can't wait to find out." 

Sunny gasped, "Ohhh, goddd..." 

I spread her legs and put my mouth onto the silk directly over her pussy and sucked. Her body stiffened and was suddenly wracked with an orgasm. 

"Ohhh, oooohhh, oh shiiiitttt, commmingggg..." Sunny moaned. 

I stopped sucking for a moment and pulled the tiny scrap of silk away and off of her legs. After noting that she was shaved bald, I dove back in and started trying to prolong her orgasm for as long as possible. I licked softly around her engorged clit. It was poking out from the hood and shining brightly in the candlelight. Surrounding the tiny erection with my lips I sucked gently, not wanting to cause pain, but trying to stimulate. My finger slipped in her warm, silky channel. I was still amazed at how wet she was. I sought and found the little bundle of nerves and hooked it with the 'come here' motion. Her hips bounced off of the bed and her pelvis bumped me in the chin. 

"Ohgodohgodohgod... Oh. My. God..." she babbled. "I'm, I'm, oh my god! I'm coming again!" 

She writhed and wriggled this way and that, hips bouncing and moving. I kept sucking, licking and moving my fingers. Suddenly her hips twisted and she scooted up the bed, trying to get away from me. She actually pulled herself off of my fingers and way from my lips. She lay there, breathing rapidly and raggedly, eyes closed, evidently trying to recover. 

I stayed on the bed, between her legs, watching her. Her breathing slowed and evened out and she finally opened her eyes. As soon as she was focused on my face, I brought my hand to my mouth and licked my fingers clean, one at a time. Her eyes widened but she said nothing. Her breathing changed again, getting deeper and slower. She scooted down just a little. I sensed that she wanted more, but didn't want to seem too eager. I bent to her pussy again and kissed it gently. She sighed and then moaned as my tongue slipped out and delved into her depths. My eyes held hers as I lapped at her tender folds. She couldn't stand it and closed her eyes. 

I sat up and her eyes flickered open, showing disappointment. I smiled gently, "Don't worry Sis,' emphasizing the naughtiness, "I'm not going to stop." 

I grasped her hips and whispered, "I promised you that I would find out if you were wet enough that your butt was dripping." I turned her over, pulling her butt into the air and spreading her legs. My breath caught, I was next to the thing that I had desired most in my life, never expecting to ever be in this position. I plunged my face in her perfect ass, licking from the bottom of her pussy to the top of her crack, simultaneously thrusting my fingers into her pussy. 

The suddenness of my assault and the intimacy of my tongue on her butt and my fingers in her pussy conspired to drive Sunny over the edge into another orgasm. I licked and licked and kept up a steady rhythm in her pussy and her orgasm pulsed, throbbed and pulsated through her body. It kept up for some time before she pushed forward and collapsed in a heap. 

Again, I waited for her to recover, sitting back on my knees, watching her beautiful body. I was a little overwhelmed. I had made my sister come time after time, sharing something that siblings shouldn't share. She finally stirred, rolling over on her back, splayed out before me, unashamed. 

She lifted her head and grinned at me tiredly. "Well...was it?" 

Confused, I said, "Well, was it what?" 

She giggled, "Dripping..." 

I laughed, "Oh, yeah..., you were flooded." 

She whispered, "Come here." 

I crawled up, trying to slide beside her. 

She shifted, guiding me between her legs. "Oh, no you don't. I need you inside me right now." 

I slipped into her. Her oily wetness allowed me to slide smoothly to the hilt. Her velvet sheath gripped me tightly and she trapped me by crossing her legs over my ass. 

"Don't move." She breathed, "I want to feel you filling me up. God, you feel so good, so right." 

She was right, as wrong as society says it was; it felt as though I was exactly where I belonged. I dipped down and captured her lips with mine. I was content. We kissed, sharing our love. We kissed for a long time without moving. Well, moving on the outside. Sunny's muscles were moving a lot, massaging my cock making it feel amazing. After a while, my instincts were pushing me to start thrusting and I moved a little. 

Sunny smiled, "Fuck me Seeley, but make it gentle. I want you gently; I want us to make love. I don't want anything hard...this time. There's plenty of time to play around." She closed her eyes. 




Sunny



I kissed her gently, moving my hips slowly, gently. She still had her legs wrapped loosely around my hips. I moved in and out, up and down, her wetness lubricating our love. For some reason I felt like we were sealing our love for all time, binding ourselves together. 

I stopped moving, I had to know if Sunny, my sister, my love, my lover felt the same way. "Sunny, baby?" 

She opened her eyes with a gentle smile, "What is it Seeley?" 

"What are we doing, Sunny?" I asked. "What does this mean to you?" 

She got very serious. "It means that we are together for all time. We have broken a big taboo, maybe the biggest and because of that we are committed to each other. I am yours and you are mine, forever." She started trembling. "Doesn't it mean that to you?" 

I kissed her gently, lovingly. "Yes, it does. We hadn't talked about it at all. We just started making love and suddenly I was afraid that it didn't mean the same thing to both of us. I love you, Sunny." 

She grabbed me, pulling me down into a fierce hug, startling me. I felt the tears on my shoulder. "I love you, too, Seeley." 

She snickered, "Now consummate our love by coming in me. You still haven't done that. Everywhere else, maybe, but not inside of me." 

"Nice," I muttered, "so romantic." 

I resumed fucking her, slowly, gently. I built up speed, but not force. Sunny pulled me back down into a kiss. The feeling of love I got from her was awe-inspiring and I wanted us to come together to consummate our love. 

Sunny pulled away from our kiss, "Oh my god, I can't believe this, Seeley! I'm coming again; you're making me come again. Come with me, please come with me!" Then she pulled me back into the intense hug. 

I did, I blasted her insides with my come, the intense feeling going on and on. I drove my cock deeply into her and held it there until I finished. She continued to hold me tight long after we were done. My cock never completely went down and after a few minutes was rising again. 

She pulled her head up and out and looked at me. She squeezed my cock with her pussy and giggled. "Wow," she murmured, "you're getting hard again." She giggled sexily, "Did I do that?" 

I withdrew a little and slipped it back in. "Yes, yes you did, Urkel." 

She giggled again, "Good." She rocked her hips, driving my cock deeper in her pussy. "Roll us over." 

I reached down and grasped her hips, scooted over to the side and rolled us over back into the center of the bed. She laughed at the ride she experienced. 

"Wow!" She said, "That was fun!" 

I just shook my head and chuckled. She smacked my chest lightly, "What?!?!" 

"Nothin'," I muttered. 

She smacked my chest again, harder this time, "Come on, what?" 

"Owww," I yelped. "Ok, Ok, I just thought if that was fun, then you don't get out much." 

She crossed her arms across her beautiful little breasts, blocking my view and pouted. "For someone who is buried cervix deep in his sister, you don't seem very grateful!" 

"Ummm, uhhh," I struggled with what to say, suddenly ashamed. "Sorry Sis, I love you, you know?" 

She grinned impishly, "Gotcha!" 

I was speechless, having never seen this side of Sunny before. I opened my mouth to respond and had nothing. 

She was giggling like crazy. "Now this, this is fun!" 

I had to laugh at myself, "Yeah, you're right." My erection had wilted considerably with my embarrassment. 

The impish grin turned sexy and she wriggled her hips. "Is something wrong?" As she wriggled her hips, she did something with her muscles and my cock responded. 

"Oh, man!" I gasped, "What the hell was that?!?" 

"Oh?" She questioned, giggling again, "Did you like that?" 

"Oh yeah," I moaned, "Do it again..." 

She did it again and again and again. My cock had returned to its rock hard state. I thrust up into her and she groaned. "Oh, yeah, Seels, oh baby, ohhh, that feels good." 

Seels? That was new and I kind of liked it. 

I gathered myself and thrust again. "Unghh," she grunted, "Again..." But this time she raised herself until just the tip of my cock was in her pussy and then dropped herself down, meeting my thrust; my pelvis crashing into hers. 

She paused for a moment, "Oh my god, Seels," she panted, "I c-c-can f-f-feeell th-the v-v-vibration i-i-in m-m-my c-c-c, ummm, c-c-clit... D-d-dooo i-i-itttt a-a-again..." She raised herself up again. 

I thrust my hips and met her once again and we started developing a rhythm. She was basically kneeling over my cock and thrusting down as hard as I was thrusting up. The collision was violent but somehow gratifying at the same time. She had started playing with her clit and I was pinching and twisting gently on her nipples. Sunny was covered with a light sheen of sweat and she was glowing. 

"Oh god Sunny, you look absolutely gorgeous, you're glowing." I gulped. "You're perfect..." 

Sunny started shivering and quaking, "Oh god Seels, I'm coming again, oooohhh, ohhhh, ahhh, oh god, unghhh..." Sunny collapsed on me, lapsing into gibberish. 

I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. Her warm skin felt good against mine and I enjoyed the close contact. I was still hard and buried inside Sunny. I flexed my dick and Sunny did the squeezing thing with her pussy. I liked the way it felt and I did it again. She responded with an answering squeeze and a brief moan. Apparently, she liked it, too. I flexed again and she responded, soon it was flex, squeeze, and flex, squeeze, on and on and on. I don't know how long that lasted but it was a pleasant exchange of pressures and releases. Gradually, so gradually that I hadn't noticed when it started, the pressure changed from flexing to building to release. I felt it deep inside and from the tingling in my back, hips and lower abdomen that only arose when I was very turned on and feeling particularly affectionate. 

Sunny sat back up and looked at me and grinned, "Damn, Seeley, you really need to come, don't you?" 

I groaned because she had stopped squeezing. "Why do you say that?" 

"Because you are thrusting along with the flexing and your dick is hot, really hot." She chuckled. "So, do you want to come?" 

"Oh god yessss..." I moaned. 

"Ok," she said and to my distress she slid off of me. 

"Arghhh," I groaned, "what are you doing..." 

She giggled and turned around, throwing her leg over me reverse cowgirl style. She reached back and guided my throbbing pole into her pussy and settled back. She looked over her shoulder into my eyes, which I had to tear from her magnificent ass. "I thought you might like to watch my ass," she chuckled again, "as well as doing other things, as I fuck you into submission." 

She started slowly moving up and down, her slickness drenching us and she gained speed. I reached up and grasped her hips and then slid around, and slipped between her cheeks. I briefly rubbed her tiny wrinkle, before dipping into the smooth, slick, secretions, bringing the slickness up to her nether opening. 

Sunny's slippery excitement helped me slide my finger into her tiny butt, causing her to moan sexily and squeeze my cock once again. The combined sensations of my cock being inside my sister's pussy, my finger being inside the ass I had spent decades lusting over and the sight of that ass bouncing on me, conspired to push me over the edge. I sent volley after volley deep into Sunny, evidently, that action was enough to send her over the precipice into yet another orgasm. 

Sunny fell forward and my cock popped out of her, her pussy oozing with the results of my powerful discharge. I grinned to myself; it was a classic cream pie. Sunny was lying face down on my legs, trying to catch her breath. I wanted to bring her up to lie with me, but with the way she was laying I was afraid I'd kick her in the face. 

"Sunny," I said softly, "Sunny come up here." 

I laughed when all I got back was a muffled 'Mmmmpphhh'. 

"Sunny," I said louder, "I want to hold you, come up here." She still didn't move. "At least move off of my legs and let me help you. I don't want to kick you when I'm trying to do that." 

She still didn't speak but slid to the right and onto the bed. I slid out from under her hips and mostly dragged her around so that her head was on the pillows at the head of the bed. She wasn't asleep, but was like a rag doll. I arranged her so that we could snuggle and after covering her with a sheet, I turned off the light, slipped my arm under her head and cuddled her body to mine. 

She was aware enough of her surroundings to kiss my chest and mumble, "Seels, I love you." Then she was softly snoring. 

I leaned down, kissed the top of her head and said softly, "I love you too, Sis." I don't remember much after that as I drifted off to sleep, too. 

+++++++++++++++ 

On Wednesday, I awoke to find Sunny gone. All day long I expected her to come down and she never did. I had woken up feeling really good. Now, the doubt was starting to settle in. What if our actions had led Sunny to regret and our newfound closeness was torn apart. I wasn't sure if I could take that. I was happy without Sunny being in my life, but she had changed all of that. 

I moped around all day. I went outside, but didn't, couldn't stay there. I didn't want to miss her if she came down. I kept going back inside, but she never came down. Listlessly, I ate lunch and later I knocked on Sunny's door to see if she wanted dinner. She didn't respond. I ate some hot dogs, watched a little TV and finally gave up and went to bed. I hoped that she would come down and talk to me in the morning. I did not sleep very well that night. 

+++++++++++++++ 

My eyes slowly opened as I came slowly awake, remembering the events of Tuesday. 'Was that real, or was it a dream?' I climbed out of bed and realized that I was naked. I grabbed my board shorts from yesterday, pulled them on and brushed my teeth before I made my way downstairs. When I came around the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks. Sunny was bent over in front of the stove and she was in her two piece bathing suit with the boy shorts and her hair was wet. She looked incredible. 

"Wow," I said as she stood up startled. "You look really good, Sis." 

Sunny blushed, "Why, thank you." 

I cautiously took her in my arms and kissed her, "Good morning beautiful!" 

"Mmmm," she hummed, "that's a nice way to be greeted in the morning. I could get used to this!" 

I teased, "Well, if you moved to Chicago and we shared an apartment, we could do this every day." 

She blinked rapidly, trying to contain the sudden tears. "Wh-what d-d-do you m-m-mean?" 

Her reaction was not at all what I expected. "Umm, I just meant, umm, I don't know..." 

She unexpectedly got very serious. "Hang on a minute." She walked out of the kitchen and I heard her walking up the stairs. 

I thought, 'What the fuck just happened?' 

Sunny came back downstairs a couple of minutes later, in a sundress and started out to the patio. "We need to talk. Grab the coffee." 

I thought, 'Oh fuck! I am so fucked. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.' I just followed her lead. "Ok," I responded. 

She sat down at the table and after I set the coffee down, she patted the seat next to her. I sat down and she took my hands and looked deeply into my eyes. "Seeley, is moving in together something you might possibly consider? I love you and I want to be with you, always." 

I responded without thinking, "What?!?!" 

Sunny went from looking hopeful to looking devastated and started to pull away and stand up. I did not let go and pulled her back down. 

"No, no, no," I said, shaking my head, "you don't get to drop a bomb like that, taking me completely by surprise, which caused me to react badly, and then run away. That ain't gonna happen!" 

She sat there blinking rapidly, eyes glazed with tears, looking a little bit stunned and then she started chuckling. "Fair enough, sorry." 

"Now, I hope I am not risking having you run away again..." I paused and gave her a look. 

She grinned and said, "I won't." 

"Ok, where is this coming from?" I asked gently. 

She dropped her head, evidently searching for the right way to say whatever she had to say. "Seeley, please let me say what I have to say and don't interrupt." 

I shrugged, "Ok." 

She took a deep breath, slowly releasing it. "I know I've tried to explain my past behavior in the last couple of days. I don't know if you have accepted that or not, but I'd like to explain some more. I behaved terribly when we were kids..." 

I opened my mouth and she shut me down with a look. 

She continued, "I did behave terribly. I have felt badly about that ever since. I have tried to reach out to you and you have rebuffed every attempt. I'm not sure that I blame you." She smiled sadly at me, reached out and touched the dog tags. "You haven't taken those off since I gave them back to you, have you?" 

I shook my head and smiled, touching her hand. 

She smiled, grasping my hand again. "I'm glad; it makes me happy to know that you are wearing them. Anyway, I have thought about you almost every day since then. I have missed my baby brother so much over the years. I want to be near you, to be part of your life and have you be a part of mine." 

She blushed, casting her eyes down. "I would like to say that I didn't plan what happened the other day, but that wouldn't be completely true. When I got here, I started thinking about us, hoping that we could really put the past behind us. I thought that I would put myself on display and see if you would react like you always have. And you did." 

Speechless, I blushed. I had no idea that she knew that I was in love with her ass. 

She smiled, gently. "It's Ok; I was hoping that you still would like it. Though, I apologize for moving so quickly. It never occurred to me that you would react so strongly to being naked with me and touching me. Your reaction had to be embarrassing for you and I apologize for that. I loved that we made love the other night. I have never felt so close to another human being." 

She paused for several long minutes and each time I started to say something, she shushed me. She apparently had more to say, but was having trouble either formulating the words or putting her thoughts together. Her head was down and stayed down the entire time she wasn't speaking. 

She finally got it together enough that she started speaking again. "Yesterday, I thought long and hard about what I wanted to have happen next. Every time I came to a conclusion, I started thinking about how you would react and it never was going to be completely the way I want it to be. I need for you to be a part of whatever decision we make about our future." 

There it was again, she said our future. I didn't know what she had in mind and I was intrigued and not about to interrupt. 

She paused again, looking hard into my eyes, searching for something. I don't know what she found, if she found anything. But I didn't expect what she said next. She started to speak a couple of times before finally, actually saying what was on her mind. "Seeley, I want us to be together, truly together. I either want to move in with you, or you move in with me. I know I live in Charlotte and you live in Chicago, but I'm an attorney and you're a CPA so either one of us can find a job anywhere. Maybe, we'll find a new city and live there. Seeley, I've missed you so badly and we've...I've missed about half of my life with you... or without you; I'm not sure how to say that. This isn't a whim and this isn't about the sex..." She blushed and giggled, "Well, not completely. It's about how you make me feel. You make me feel whole. You make me feel like I've been missing a part of me for most of my life. I can't explain it and I really don't even want to try." 

She hesitated, and then giggled, "I guess I'm saying, 'You complete me'." 

I sat there a moment staring at her and then burst out laughing, "Ok, that was just cheesy." 

She continued to giggle, "I know, I know, it popped into my head and I couldn't help it." 

I pulled her towards me and wrapped her in my arms. "I love you too, Sis. But this is a huge step. Are you sure?" 

I could feel her smile into my neck. "I am. This is anything but rash. I wanted to come to you when Jack and I divorced, but you wouldn't have anything to do with me. You probably didn't notice, because you didn't know about Jack and me, but I have tried to get in touch with you more often since then. I wanted my baby brother. I wanted you to hold me in your arms and make it all better." 

I turned my chair and pulled Sunny into my lap. I held her tightly and whispered, "I know it's late, I hope it's not too late, but is this good enough?" 

Sunny snuggled in, holding me as tightly as I was holding her. "It's not too late; it's not late at all. It's perfect." 

We sat there for a long time, holding each other. After a while, I'm not certain how long, Sunny started squirming. "What's wrong?" I whispered. 

"I don't want to waste this moment." She scooted back off of my lap and pulled her sundress off, naked underneath. She dropped it on the floor and grabbed the waistband of my board shorts. I lifted my ass and my erection sprung free as the shorts cleared it. She dropped the shorts, grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy as she climbed back into my lap, sighing. "Or this..." 

She settled onto my dick, the stiff rod plumbing her depths. She slowly started rising and falling in my lap, fucking herself deeply with my tool. I held her hips, lightly gripping her pliant flesh. Sunny stopped for a moment, leaned in and kissed me, then stood up, swung her leg over and walked away. I sat there stunned, simply watching her. She went over to the stove and took the French toast that she had made out of the oven. She put the food on plates and then put them on the table. 

"Come on," she said, "breakfast is ready and I'm hungry." 

"Seriously?!?!" I said, incredulous at the turn of events. 

She started giggling with the giggles quickly escalating into laughter. "You should see your face." 

She walked back over and kissed me. "Come on, it was pretty funny, lighten up!" 

"I guess." I grumbled, which reignited her laughter. 

She brought our plates to the table. "Things were getting too heavy," she explained. "We needed to lighten things up." 

I turned my chair back around and started picking at my food. Sunny pulled her chair up next to mine and sat down. She scooted over so that her thigh was up against mine. Her soft, smooth skin was hot on mine and made my dick jump. Sunny slipped her hand into my lap and gently grasped my hard-on. 

"Oh, come on," I moaned. "Don't tease me..." 

She let go. "You don't like this?" 

"Arrrggghhh," I growled. 

She giggled, "Apparently not." 

I said, "Ok, I know you were trying to lighten this up, but can I ask some questions?" 

She looked at me, cocked her head and bit the side of her lip. I almost lost it then, she looked so sexy. "What questions?" she asked softly. 

"Well, actually," I said, "just one big one." 

She was looking at me with big eyes, and a sexy pout. "Ok, go ahead." She was killing me. 

"What, if anything, are we telling Mom and Dad?" I asked. "If you've thought this thing through, I know you've got an answer." 

She grinned, "You have a lot of confidence in me." 

I just looked at her. 

She giggled again, "I have thought about it. We won't say anything until we have moved in together. Then we'll invite them to our home and tell them. They'll respond however they respond. We'll be together and that's all that matters, right?" 




Sunny



I thought about it briefly, it made good sense. As much sense as it can make, for siblings to move in together and incest is involved, anyway. 

She seemed nervous as I was thinking. "Well?" She asked. 

"You know what?" I said, "Let's just go with that." I finished my French toast, got up and put my plate in the sink. 

She grinned and said, "Yay!" She jumped up, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. She stepped back, bit the side of her lip and took my hand. "Let's go to bed." 

We walked a few steps before I stopped and spun her around to face me. She was surprised and laughed at the sudden stop. I picked her up and she threw her legs over my hips and smoothly settled her pussy down on my dick. 

Experimentally, I took a couple of steps, my dick sliding into her wet pussy. She moaned with each step I took. I stopped and looked at her, "Are you Ok, baby?" 

She jammed her heels into my back, "Oh, yeah. Just don't stop again, that is, ooohhh, great!" 

I chuckled, "Oh, Ok." 

When we got to the top of the stairs, you would have thought she was carrying me with the way she was panting. "Oh, god Seeley, I thought the stairs were going to kill me. You were in so deep and your pelvis was just banging the shit out of my clit." 

I started to turn into my room and she stopped me. "No, go into my room. I've got the king sized bed." 

I shrugged, "Ok." 

I set her down on the bed, and she headed into the bathroom. She had something in her hand that I couldn't see when she came back. "What's that?" 

"It's a surprise," she said, trying to be stern, but started laughing. "We'll get to that in a little while." She slipped it under the pillow. 

She crawled up onto the bed, her all too perfect ass on display. She settled in on all fours, wriggling her hips invitingly. "Hey big boy, you want some of this?" 

I wasn't sure what she meant. "You can have it any which way you like, but I'd like a little bit of that talented tongue between my legs, if you don't mind." 

I grinned as I was crawling up between her legs. "I'll see what I can do." I stopped and looked at the mirror on the wall above her bed. "Why is that above your bed? How can you see anything in that mirror?" 

"It's there because there is a mirror on the back of the door. I can stand in front of the door and see the back of my dress in the mirror above the bed. Daddy put it up there for me." She explained. She then turned around and pouted. "Is the mirror what interests you in here?" Then she wiggled her butt. 

"Ummm, what mirror?" I said. 

She giggled, "I thought so." 

I leaned down and kissed her softly on the buttery smooth skin of her ass. Her moan was about the sexiest thing I have ever heard. "Ohhh, goddd Seeley..." 

I dipped down and tickled the soft lips between her legs with my tongue, finding her pussy to be wet, ripe and waiting for me. I twisted my head around to get the tip of my tongue on her clit and she shoved herself down on me. I could happily suffocate here, I thought. I probed the depths of her soft wetness before twisting around again. I sat back, marveling at the perfect beauty of her twin globes before pulling them apart to reveal her cute little hole. 

I bent down to gather the moisture that had gathered in her pussy with my tongue. I moved back up cradling the small pool of ambrosia in the cupped appendage, before spreading it lovingly on the brownish pink winkle. My fingers replaced my tongue in her pussy, finding it to be as warm and wet as my tongue had. 

The breath exploded from Sunny, "Oh. My. God. Seeley! What arrrree you doingggg???" After her breath exploded, her orgasm followed. I did my best to sustain it, pointing my tongue to bury it as deeply in her as I could. My fingers probed her pussy deeply as well. Every time the climax started to subside, I wriggled my tongue in a different way and the intensity of her climax peaked again. Finally, she allowed herself to collapse, effectively separating my mouth from her ass. 

I lay down beside Sunny, stoking her smooth back, smiling at the aftershocks from what was evidently an outstanding orgasm. Sunny picked up her head and grinned at me over her shoulder. "Are you ready for your surprise?" 

Even though it had just been a few minutes, I had forgotten it. But, that didn't mean I didn't want it. I chuckled, "Well of course I do!" 

She reached up under the pillow and pulled out a tube of Astroglide. I looked at it and then at her. "Why do you have a tube of that?" 

She blushed from head to toe. It was actually kind of sweet and sexy. "Because I know how you've always looked at my ass. I figured you might want to take it, so I thought I'd give it to you. I thought it might help seal the deal, as it were." 

I got serious then, "First of all, you don't need to do that. I don't need convincing. Second of all, I don't want you doing it if that's not what you really want. Thirdly, I..." 

She grinned, "Shutup Seeley. I know I don't have to do this, I want to do this. I've been practicing with some, ummm, toys. It's not gonna hurt me, trust me, it's Ok." 

She sat up and kissed me, surprising me. "Umm, Sunny I just had my tongue up your ass," 

She giggled, "I know and if you're Ok with that, then I should be Ok kissing you." She threw herself face down, butt up on the bed. "Now get busy mister!" 

I just shook my head. I used quite a bit of the lube and rubbed it gently around her little butt. When it was all properly lubed up I pushed my forefinger in and slowly buried it until I couldn't go any more. As I started to pull it out, she loosened considerably. She started giggling, "See I told you! Now put your dick in there, just don't force it." 

I got behind her and started slowly feeding my dick into her little butthole. I must have started going too fast because I heard a sharp intake of breath. I stopped and after a minute or so she nodded. It took several minutes, but I was soon buried in my sister's ass all the way to the hilt. 

Sunny breathed, "Oh god Seeley; that feels amazing. How does it feel to take your sister's virginity? It's just my anal virginity, but still..." 

I gasped, "Not Jack?" 

Sunny got up on all fours, looking at me in the mirror. "He wasn't worth it. Nobody until you, baby brother. Now fuck me!" 

Our eyes held tightly to one another and I slowly withdrew until just the head was in and then I pushed back in. It seemed a little dry, so when I pulled back out, I added some lube. It took a couple of applications, but it became very smooth and it felt amazing. I kept up a slow steady pace until Sunny started pushing back at me. 

"Seeley," she groaned, "more, harder." 

I increased a little and it wasn't good enough. "More!" she shrieked. 

I decided that if she wanted more, I'd give her more. I ratcheted my pace up and my abs were slapping against her ass. My hips felt like they were a blur when Sunny said, "Oh god Seeley, what are you doing to me? Don't...don't...don't...no...nnno...ungg...no...oh my god no..." 

"Seeley Brennan O'Day!" I heard my father's voice thunder in the room. I looked up into the mirror and saw Mom's pale, shocked visage and Dad's blood red, rage filled face behind us. "Just what do you think you're doing to your sister?!?!" 

"Oh, crap!" I said. I found Sunny's eyes in the mirror again and I couldn't help it, I started to smile and she did the same, barely being able to contain our laughter. 

I said to her, "Well, I guess we don't have to figure out how to tell them now, do we?" 

Epilogue 

After Mom and Dad went downstairs to wait, and only after we finished, Sunny and I got dressed and met in the hall. I took her hand, laced her fingers in mine and gently kissed the back of it. 

"It's time to face the music. Are you Ok with this?" I said, leaning my forehead against hers. 

"Yes, I am." She breathed. "Seeley, I love you and I want to be together." 

"Ok," I said, "here we go." 

When we got downstairs Dad focused his rage on me until Mom nudged him. He looked at her and then looked back at me. Mom said, "Liam, look at them." 

He was glaring at am and said, "I am, so what?" She pointed at our hands and to the fact that Sunny was smiling at me. 

"Liam, Seeley was not doing anything to Sunny that she didn't want." She looked up at us. "Was he?" 

Sunny answered, after kissing my cheek. "No he wasn't, he was doing exactly what I wanted, and needed him to do. Mom, Dad, we love each other. Not in a way that we're supposed to, but we do anyway. I don't know if this will work out, hell, Seeley might get tired of me in a week, but we're gonna try." 

Dad was a little calmer when he responded. "But you're not gonna live around here, right? If you're gonna act like that..." he shuddered briefly, "I don't want there to be a chance the neighbors see you." 

Sunny looked at me and nodded. "We've talked about it briefly and we're going to move somewhere where they don't know us. We'll get a fresh start and you won't be worried about being embarrassed. Look, Sunny's right, we don't know how this is gonna work. We may be together a year, ten years or the rest of our lives, just like anybody else." 

Mom looked nervous and cleared her throat, "Ummm..." 

"What Mom?" I said. 

"What about babies?" She asked. 

Sunny was very hurt when she said, "Mom, you know I had a hysterectomy because of the cancer. I can't have babies." 

Mom had momentarily forgotten and was mortified by what she had said. She couldn't apologize enough. 

That ended the conversation. Sunny and I packed up and went to our respective homes. We saw each other frequently, but were just not satisfied with the commuter relationship. We talked about it and decided we wanted to live in Charleston, S.C. 

She started sending out résumés and after several interviews; she landed a job at a very prestigious downtown law firm. 

I was fortunate. My company has a regional off in Charleston. However, I had to take a demotion in order to fill the only slot that they had open. They were thrilled to have me and assured me that I would soon be back to my old level. It didn't matter; Sunny and I would be together. 

We moved a couple of months ago. We found a nice apartment downtown and we can walk most places. We're hoping to find a place on the water, but all of the places are really, really expensive. 

Mom and Dad have not been here. Although Sunny talks to Mom a couple of times a week, Dad and I haven't spoken since that day. Mom tells Sunny he's starting to thaw but it will be some time. 

Nobody suspects that we are siblings. Sunny kept the jerk's name (he was good for something, I guess) and I obviously kept my own. We have made friends and are having a great time, both in the bedroom and out. 

We are exploring Charleston and each other. I don't know how this will end, but so far the journey is fun, interesting and sexy.



Sunny - A Lonely Wife



Hi my name is Sunny, a housewife since 20 years, well, really a long time to be with one man. My husband Tedd is a business man. He has no time for me, due to his busy schedules and meetings and new plans to extend his business. I take it as fine. As what ever he is doing is for us, his family. We have a son 18 years old, Bob. Bob is a sweet heart, very loving and caring, most of my life, I have only him in my mind, I am proud to raise such a decent and well mannered son. Bob went to high school last year. I was all alone to myself, in our huge house, as Tedd is mostly on trips. Half of the month he isn't available for me and the rest half is mostly arguing. Anyways, It started Last year, just after Bob left for his high school. I was 36 then, with 5 feet 7 inches, reasonably attractive for almost men of all ages, with a measurement of 36-26-38. Frankly speaking, I have started to feel the loneliness, which was eating me out. I joined the local gym. Just to, in a way maintain myself. There I met new people from different ages and genders. In two months things started to change so did my shape. I used to get many flirty complements; some were really bold, mostly by my gym mates. Then one morning I received a call from Bob....

Me: "Hello"

Bob: "Hi Mom! How's life? Missing u like Hell"

Me: "Oh Bobby! I am missing u too!! How are u doing My boy?"

Bob:" Mom, I am great! In fact I wanted to inform you, that I will be coming home tomorrow, I hope every one is home."

Me: "Oh, that's so good; I would love to see you. But your Dad is on tour, just left day before yester and will be back after 14 days. But I'll be there for you... Come Soon."

Bob: "Oh mom I would love to get home ASAP. But!?

Me: "But what dear? Are you ok?"

Bob: "Oh yeah Mom, Am Fine, Perfectly. Actually I won't be alone, I will be bringing one of my friends, I hope you won't mind."

Me: "Come on Bobby, it's your house, bring you friend with you."

Bob: "thanks mom you are a sweet heart. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

Me: "Bye, have a safe trip."

After hanging up the phone, I went for shower, I came out of my purple gown, under which I was wearing a pair of red bra and red panties. I noticed myself in the mirror, "Not a bad sight at all" whispered to myself. I undid my bra and got out of panties, standing under the shower, I thought about the non-satisfaction, which I was getting in bed, after all I am a woman at her prime, be it parties, malls or gym, every one who meet me gives me a look which mean that he need me rite then, some focus on my breast and some fix their eyes on my ass, when I walk past them. I insert one of my fingers in my mouth and the other on my nipple. Within no time, my nipples got erect and my finger is running deep in my pussy. Soon I had an orgasm. I don't know why, but it was really fast.

Next morning my son Bob visited home, with his friend. 

Me: "Hi bob! Darling I missed you."

Bob: "Mom me too!! Here meet my friend Pete."

(Pete definitely looked like a 26 year guy at least. He was really tall, 6 feet 4 inch, I suppose and Black.)

Pete: "Heya Ma'am... Am sorry for coming like this, but Bob really wants me to visit his house."

Bob: "Oh Come On Man! Its fine, After all I have been living at your home all this time, now I should return some favors! Rite Mate?"

Me: "Oh Pete Its so nice of you to come here, After all, you are my son's friend and I would appreciate your presence in here as you are giving my son the shelter back there."

Pete: "You have a beautiful voice to complement your personality and I must say, bob is lucky to have you."

The way Pete said these lines, by noticing my physical angles and attributes; I can sense a wild man inside him. It wasn't nice to think about my son's friend in such manner, but he being so gentle, tall, manly and behaved made me feel some tingles, and as they say Black men are well gifted, so I had some thoughts coming to my mind constantly. Any ways, the boys went to their room. 

Bob yelled out "Mom, why don't we go out for the Lunch, Lets show Pete some nice places."

"Ok Honey, Will be ready in an hour, I also need to get some grocery"

I don't know what came to my mind and I rush towards the shower, I chose to dress pretty bold, by selecting a red bra, white T-shirt, and a black skirt, which is a bit tight as its one of those skirts which I used to wear years back....

As I came out of my room, I saw Pete staring at me.

"You don't look like a mother of 20 year old boy" Pete complemented. 

"Thank you Pete, you know how to praise an old woman" I managed to play with words.

"Old? Hell no, you are just a Fantasy for any one" Pete got interrupted when Bob

stepped out "OK Guys, Lets move"

On the Lunch, I was quite, just observing Pete, his tone, his gestures, his way of talking. There was something magnetic in him, but I could not figure it out. He excused himself for a minute and asked Bob whether he like any Soft Drink or not! Bob said he will have one. 

Pete returned in 5 minutes with 2 glasses of soft drinks in his hand. 

"Here you go" he handed one glass to Bob. 

Bob drank it in a gulp, Pete on that responded 

"Oh man, you sure were thirsty. Here take mine too, am not feeling that needy" 

Bob took his glass and swallowed again, but this time sip my sip. After some time, I need to go to wash room, I excused myself, when I walked away, I turn around to see what was Pete doing, curiosity, to my surprise, he was looking at my hips, I was a bit confused by his behavior, so so bold then our eyes met. He gave me a smile and I don't know from where I managed to return him the smile. When I returned, bob complained about the head ache and he need a sleep, probably he must be tired from a long journey and no sleep. Bob stood up and lost his balanced and Pete hold him in his arms. 

" I am really tired, cant even focus" bob complained. 

"Come on mate let me guide you" Pete made him sit in the car and we got back home.

After Making Bob lie on his bed, Pete asked me whether I can make some coffee for Bob or not? I said ok. In some time I handed Pete the coffee for Bob, he made him drink that, while I went to change in my room.

When I stepped out of my room, wearing a lower and a t-shirt, I noticed Pete watching TV, he was in his white shorts and yellow t-shirt.

ME: "Hope bob is Fine now."

Pete: "yeah dozed off"

Me: "Aren't you tired!? Cont you need any sleep or nap?"

Pete "Naah! Am fine after all, it's a waste to sleep when some one so gorgeous in the home is all awake"

Me: "you are sure a charmer! Need anything to drink?" (Smiling)

Pete: "Nothing, Just need a good conversation, If you are free"

Me: "Oh yeah! Why not, am free like a bird" I sat next to him on the couch.

Pete: " well you sure are a bird in the cage Sunny, it must be terrible, for you to live here all alone... I can understand, I have been through this phase of isolation, my parents divorced at an early stage."

Me: "Oh am sorry Pete"

Pete: "Its Ok, now am fine, I have a good friend and also You, Would you like me to be your friend? Plz!"

Me: "sure dear, you are such a nice guy, I would love to have a friend like you,"

Pete: "Thanks Sunny, you are so sweet,"

Me: "So what d you do Pete, Apart from studies?"

Pete: "Am into football"

Me "No wonder why you are so muscular, girls would be hitting on you"

Pete "Am not into girls Sunny am way too ahead."

Me: "Don't get you!!"

Pete: "I like mature women, older ones, they just attract me the most, That's why I am spending time with you, Bob showed me your picture, I was really looking forward to meet you, I think you are so sexy, but very alone, U need some one who can prove to you that you are alive, your veins are still hot"

Me: "Pete, you shouldn't be talking like this to me! Am your friends' mother"

Pete: "Aren't you a woman?"

Me: "Yes I am.. but"

Pete: "don't you like to be loved? Kissed? Or wouldn't you like if I kiss on your neck? Or slide my hands on your soft legs all over while sucking your breast?"

Me: "Oh Pete Stop it!" ( I could feel myself getting wet, to his Comments)

Suddenly Pete took my hand and dropped it on his fly, I was stunned by what I felt against my hand, one hard, rock hard long tool. My eyes fixed on his Fly.

Pete "You caused it Sunny, the moment I saw you, You had this effect on me."

And He kissed me On my Neck! "Ohh" what a soft kiss that was, he was kissing me on my neck, licking my ear while my hand was on his hard dick. Suddenly I realized Bob is home and what I am doing is not rite, but I want Pete, its been ages since some one has touched me, make me feel like a woman, praised me and make me feel important, 

"Bob is home, Oh I meant Please stop. I can't" I resist, 

Bob said "Sunny, I mixed alcohol in Bob's drink, that's why he got tipsy, and he isn't a dinker. More over I added some sleeping tablets in the coffee which you made for him. He is in sound sleep till 8-10 hours. I knew what to do, and you like it, don't you, don't you like to see this rod pressed inside you? Don't you like my hands cupping your breasts? And my lips pressed tight against your lips? Hold IT" 

H took his dick out from his shorts and made it rest on my palm. I was Stunned by his size, He kissed me on my neck again, and now one of his hand pressed one of my breast, and his hand was like....ohhh.. Anything... he was very gentle yet dominant in what ever he does. He bite me on my neck, which caused me to grip his dick harder. He removed my shirt and pressed his mouth on my hard nipple to suckle Ooohhh Pete!!! Yeassss I moaned, 

Pete Responded "Nipples Don't Lie, I know you need me." 

He got back on sucking my nipples, and his one hand was on my neck while other was cupping the same breast. I felt as if I am in heaven. He kept sliding his tongue on my breast and nipple, suckling them as if he has nothing else to pay attention to, I was loving his mouth on my bare breast. Hot tongue pressed on my skin and lips squeezing them. I moaned and sighed, as his tongue moved. Then he removed my pants, and got rid of his too!!! Rite there on the same couch, He Kissed me on my lips, pressed his tongue with mine and with one hand on y hip and the other on my breast, he Inserted his Dick slowly and gently in side me, 

Me : "Oh my Gawd!!! Yeah!!!"

I cried in the pleasure which I was need for ever. He slowly kept on making his way deep in me, I was constantly crying in the pain of pleasure " oh yeah, Pete!! Do me, Do me, Rite now..!!! Ohh Gawd!! Stick this cock in me!!"

"You like it? Don't you? "Pete

"Fuck yes!!! I love it, Deeper!!! Insert deeper Pete! I haven't had it since ages.." I shouted...

He constantly moved his hips back and forth now with a bit more speed, and he started to kiss all over my face and on my forehead. At times he was kissing on my face, at the other biting on my neck and suddenly inserting his tongue in my ear and sucking them, 

"Ohh Gawd!!! Ohh" I just came lying under him!!!

He kept on fucking me like anything, like a teenager I was shouting under him "Ohh Pete, Plz don't stop, Oh please!! Yeah, just like this... oh Gawd yes"

"Oh Gawd Sunny, Am about to shoot inside!" Pete shouted.

As he tried to pull his self from me, I crossed my legs behind him! 

And Shouted " Pete I want your load inside me, Fuck me harder and make me feel you jism against me" 

With my hands around his neck crossed I dragged him to myself and kissed him on his lips. 

He kept on fucking me and suddenly he came inside me "Oh yeah Sunny, here you go!!! I am Cumming, feel it" 

"Oh, yeah " 

"Just feel it..." he came inside me 

As his sperm hit me, at the same moment I orgasm. 

We were both breathing heavily, lying in each other's arm on that couch! He was smelling me and I was still feeling his dick between my thighs and deep in my pussy. (To be continued)



Sunny - A Lonely Wife Meets Ali



Sana had been married for 10 years (tied the knots at 18), and had a daughter right after her marriage to Salim, but since then, their sex life had slowed down significantly. Part of the problem was that he worked late hours, and he trained the kids, so when he came home, there wasn't much vigor left to do anything pleasurable. They had matured into a routine suburban lifestyle with a house, soccer practices and foodstuff etc. But Sana desired more. 

She was a very attractive natural redhead, about 28 years old, 5' 7," with a very firm body and completely freckled and suntanned legs. She was a little alert of her weight, but she still got the interest of most men when she walked by, particularly if she was wearing something skin stretched on her beautiful butt! Sana had a very high sex drive, so there were many days when she was home alone that she desired to take care of herself with her monster vibrator. Sometimes, she fantasized about a charming guy she had met that day, sometimes it was a movie star and sometimes it was even her husband's friends. But lately, her fantasies involved other men. Including her neighbor, Ali.

Ali lived a few houses away down the street. He was about 6' 1," dark hair, firmly built, blue eyes and a nice smile. He worked out some at the gym, but it didn't guzzle his life. He was living with his girlfriend, but whenever they met at the mailbox, he always had something nice to say to her about her look and there was a noticeable attraction between them.

On day, during the neighborhood summer picnic, Ali and Sana hit into each other at the table.

"Pretty sight for a picnic."

Sana replied, "Yes, its pleasant. It would be nicer if I hadn't had a fight with Salim this morning though."

"What happened?" he asked.

"Well, this is sort of discomforting, but..."

"Just tell me, what happened?" he continued.

"Ok, well I was very horny and wanted to have sex, and he said he was too exhausted. Again. So I took care of myself later in the shower with my fingers."

"Man, a beautiful lady like you should never be left without some gentle loving care! I wish I could help you out with your crisis!"

Sana go red in the face and smiled, and said, "Well I'm married, so that's perhaps not going to occur, but thank you for being so kind." In her mind, Sana knew precisely what she wanted: a huge muscular strange cock to fuck her. But how? When?

A few days later, Salim went of town for 2 weeks on business and Sunny was home alone with her daughter. Her fantasies and imaginations were getting more and more explicit as she had gone a long time without a fine fucking. She had even thought about making love to one of the town's professional athletes one night after running into him at the doctor's office. 

The night after she inter-acted with Ali, she fantasized him going down on her with his tongue, eating and licking her until she came all over his face. Then she imagined his rock hard cock probing her swollen red pussy lips, going where no other man apart from her husband had gone lately! In her dream, Ali entered her deeply, without any protection, and she was on her back getting the fucking of her life, cumming and cumming, again and again until he shot his load deep into her. She woke with a start and revealed her orgasm was real and her sheets were soaking wet!!

The next time they were at the mailbox, ALi said, "Hey, are you doing something for lunch tomorrow?

"Nope, it's wide open," she said.

"How about the little Indian place near the beach?"

"Fine, is 12:35 ok?"

"Great, see you then."

They made small talk during lunch, not really having a conversation. The cool ocean breeze did nothing to cool their burning silent desires. 

It seemed like they were there only for a few moments, but almost an hour went by, and soon it was time for ALi to go back to work. As he walked her to her car, he reached up and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. 

Shocked slightly, she said, "Don't you want to get in with me?"

"Is that a trick question?," he answered. Smiling, he said nothing else but got in the car on the other side.

Ali said "I wanted to give you a real kiss, not just a peck."

"So why don't you?"

He began to kiss her, first lightly, then with more tongue, deeper.

Their breathing became heavy as he started licking and kissing her neck. Next he lightly squeezed her firm tits through her blouse, then unbuttoned the top two buttons for better access. Squeezing even harder, she sighed and started to moan a little. 

"I can't do this..." but she knew she wanted to, and continued to kiss him anyway.

Now her bra was undone, and he was massaging both her breasts hard. He feasted on her burning nipples, and she felt her pussy swell and tingle. It had been a long time since Salim had given her any attention, and she needed it badly!!

Soon, he was working his way to her pussy with his strong fingers. She didn't notice that her skirt was raised up almost to her hips, and her thong underwear was now pulled over to one side. Now her bare pink lips were exposed, and well as her neatly trimmed firebush. Ali glanced down, and thought to himself, nothing like a natural red-head!! 

He couldn't wait to taste her honey pot, and sink his turgid member into her moistness. Redheads were notorious for being a little wild, and it had been ages since he'd enjoyed one!

She was close to cumming from his finger gyrations, as he played her swollen labia like a musical instrument. The sensations kept building as she finally went over the edge, jerking and convulsing as she came for the first time in months. Her pussy flooded with her own cum, and dripped down her leg onto the driver's seat.

Now it was her turn to return the favor! She moved her head down to his pants, unzipped them, and took the entire tip and about half of the swollen shaft in her hot mouth. Then, she started to stroke the strange giant and make it even harder than it was. She could feel the tip swelling up like a big mushroom next to her tongue, and she knew she would be receiving her liquid prize shortly! Ali was about 7 inches long, and also a bit wider than she was used to. His balls felt very heavy, and she knew he had a full load ready for her. She just hoped that she could stop herself from riding this monster after she got him fully hard, because she wasn't on any birth control and had no condoms with her. She was also in the middle of her cycle, and that would be very dangerous indeed!

It made her even wetter to think about that possibility. She bobbed her head up and down, farther and farther, taking almost all of his cock in a deep-throating motion, twisting her right hand in a circular motion at the same time. Ali's head was now back against the head rest, and his eyes closed as he neared his own personal climax. 

Sana was amazing!! If he had only known how much she liked to suck cock, he would have asked her out sooner!! The sexy redhead continued her oral onslaught on his manhood, until he felt he would black out from pleasure!! 

As she opened her mouth and throat for one more plunge, he exploded down her throat, and also filled her mouth with his molten man juice! Again and again he spasmed, pumping his entire load into her. She could barely keep up with the volume of hot cum, but kept swallowing as much as she could. Finally he was completely drained, and she wiped off her face and neck so it wasn't obvious she had just given a tremendous blowjob!

"Man, that was unbelievable," exclaimed Ali, still a little out of breath and out of his mind.

"Thank-you too," she said, smiling. 

To be continued...



Sunny Afternoon



Try as I might and as fleeting as it is, I draw the curtains to try and drown out the bright light streaming in from the gorgeous, sunny afternoon through the windows in my bedroom. So as it is not entirely dark, I leave the curtains lazily open, so that just the right amount of warmth shimmers in. 

I lay on the bed on my stomach. It is his favorite position to find me. My firm and round cappuccino colored bottom is on display for him this way. It is my way of pointing the target for his aim. It is there I want his attention, and that is where he is going to give it to me. 

The tanline from my bikini bottom gives him further directions, and the contrast of the slightly lighter hue of warm brown playing against the golden sweetness of the rest of me is irresistible to him. I know this and use it to just push the lustful goad further. 

The small of my back, slim and tight, gives way to small and perfectly proportioned hips, giving a rounded outer edge to my bubble bottom laying here in wait for him. 

I part my legs just a little and ever so, so that when he walks in he will see teasingly where my warmth is, waiting for him to dive deep into. I feel the heat of the swath of light that is splayed across my buttocks, a spotlight on the stage of waiting delights tickle my skin and send me to momentary joy.

The front door sounds open. I hear his footsteps walk in to my apartment. I listen to him slowly undress, the click of his belt buckle and the slow rip of his zipper. I envision his manliness growing thick with hot blood and building lust. I follow the sound of his shirt buttons ticking open and watch with my ears as his shirt falls hurriedly to the floor. 

I lay my head down into my arms stretched and turn my head to the right, looking into the mirror next to the bed. It is my view screen of the scene approaching, the only way I will look directly at him this afternoon. I close my eyes swiftly upon spying the pleasure in his eyes as he takes the sight of my body displayed willingly in. I quickly devour the sight of his powerful masculinity, his golden sun-kissed skin, and his virility raised in full attention. 

His hands begin to softly caress my calves, moving up the leg to my thighs. He massages them for a second but moves with an intense pace to his target, pawing my buttocks and gripping them with his eager hands, squeezing deeply as much as his hands can cup. He urges me to lift my hips slightly. He sees my wetness, and guided by it, placing first one then two fingers there. He flicks and teases the wetness and tests the growing heat that is beginning to kindle and stir inside. 

He next places a kiss there. His kisses endure and increase, and I sway to the movements of his lips and tongue dancing in my slit. His grip tightens and loosens as he moves in and out of me with his mouth. I feel him tasting all of me, taking me all in. I revel in his devouring of me, made ever so delicious because he is dining on me from behind. 

I lift my hips to move him deeper, and spread my legs so he can relish more of my sensual consommé. I delight in the tickling nibbles he gives me on my inner thighs and at the nape of my buttocks. These urge me to open my garden to him further. I close my eyes and take in the happiness he is giving me with his mouth yet I'm longing for him to explore my darling place further, anticipating the moments of our growing-closer. 

He moves up with kisses and bites up the small of my back, moving with his mouth at what seems like a snail's pace to my neck. He finds my devilish spot on the right side of my neck and dives in with deep kisses and loving bites. He suckles me there and I am driven to fervor. I sigh and moan with excitement. He runs his hands into my hair, gripping the mane at the nape of my neck, just pulling in that commanding way that he knows I like. He kisses the back of my neck, placing a lingered kiss there. 

He lays his body on mine. I feel his massive heat enter my valley of dripping ecstasy. He sighs that sigh of ultimate joy I so love to hear him make, heavily with a spirited rapture that only the two of us create together. He dives into me with an ardent plummet, reaching deep into the center of my bliss. My ocean ebbs and flows with a nectar sweet, as he churns my inner seas into a souse of delectation. Our thrusting moves in tandem and in concert as we ride the waves of lust. He is relentless in his pursuit of me, and yet I am here, his willing vessel. We undulate and sway to a rhythm of our own design. 

I turn my head to the right and look at him in the mirror, his face full of enjoyment, his body full of masculine strength. I watch the dance of his hips as they direct his penetration deeper and deeper still into me. I smile pleasingly at his buttocks as they pump and squeeze with each stab into my frothing hollow, closing my eyes at the sight and sensation. Our dance moves to a rhythm beyond measure, undulating and swerving to the symphony of our bodies. 

I feel him grow stronger still and I feel myself opening to a rising chorus of encouragement. I reel in the feel of his hands reaching down to open my valley wider so he can sink into it deeper and wider until I am consumed with his entirety. He keeps me open and brings me to the convex of pure bliss of which I am sure to burst from. He submerges even further still and departs to the edge of escape, only to return to my inner world in unmeasured increments. In this way he consumes all of me and I willingly give in. 

I moan and speak in the tongues of sensation to coax him to meet me at the place he has delivered me. He replies with the movements of his hips and the driving of his vessel, conversing back to me in grunts and groans of deep pleasure. 

He holds me open and turns my hips up slightly so I can I feel him deep within grow solid, and with a quickening and thoughtful speed, he pushes into me until there is no turning back. At the cusp of glory, he speaks my name into my ear as I feel him throb and release his fire within my molten core. I turn my face to look at him in the mirror in that instant, our eyes meeting, ablaze with a lover's passion for each other. 

We drink in the heat of our lovemaking and allow ourselves to feel the sun's tickling rays on our conjoined bodies as we savor the delights of our sunny afternoon.



Sunny Afternoon



It was a Saturday in the middle of August and the second day of sunshine. Monica had raced around the house in a frenzy with the vacuum cleaner, then sweated over the ironing of her husband's white shirts for next week. She abandoned the ironing of her own blouses and stepped out into the garden in the midday sun. Looking up she saw a cloudless sky of electric blue with only a hint of a breeze. 

Monica took the stairs two a time and rummaged through her top drawer to find her favourite purple bikini. The top had silver sparkles along the front sides of the little triangles, and the bottom half was low cut and tied with strings on the sides. As she peeled off her shorts and tee shirt she was glad she had taken the time last week to have a Brazilian wax done at the Urban Spa. Not that anyone would be observing her sunbathing, but she liked to feel good about herself regardless. 

Fastening the long dark hair on the top of her head, she grabbed the colourful beach towel with the surfer scene along the bottom edge, and tripped back down the stairs. Next she fixed a glass of iced red zinger tea, and then hunted in a cupboard for sun tan oil and sunglasses. She had to move the step ladder and some coats to locate the folding futon mattress, unused since the last hot spell a year ago. Eventually all the accoutrements were assembled and she looked up to maximise the results from the sun's rays. 

There wasn't a lot of room in the small back garden, but it had the advantage of being south facing. The best feature, however, was that in one spot it was not overlooked by the neighbouring houses, thus providing complete privacy. Monica spread out her towel and stretched out her legs to smother them in coconut oil. She placed her drink and mobile phone in the shade under the teak table. Then she lay back and closed her eyes. 

A bumble bee was buzzing around in the flower border and she turned her head to see what it was doing. The bee was lazily flying from one clematis blossom to another, then he moved further away to pollinate the lavender. 

Two peacock butterflies briefly crossed her line of vision before vanishing over the high wooden fence. She closed her eyes again and her ears tuned in to the sound of birds chirping in next door's Cyprus trees. This reminded her that she had meant to fill the bird feeder yesterday, so she reached for her sun glasses and crossed the small expanse of lawn, to the garden shed. Filling the plastic measuring cup she poured bird seed into their feeder. Of course they had also devoured all the fat balls put out earlier in the week, so she replenished that supply as well. 

Eventually she settled down again with a sigh and closed her eyes once more. She could hear the neighbourhood children shouting to one another from the adjoining street, and found this to be annoying. She wasn't ready to have to deal with babies and children yet, and couldn't understand the attraction it seemed to hold for some of her friends. Why were they in such a hurry to lose their figures and be chained to a crying infant? No thank you. 

Since they had married two years ago, life had fallen into a comfortable routine. Monica was quite happy to put in her hours at the office each week and then be totally selfish at the weekend. Her husband didn't always have the weekend off as his hours tended to be quite unsociable. Sometimes this was inconvenient if she wanted to plan a get together with friends, but on the other hand it often worked out quite well. He wasn't particularly possessive of her time, and didn't have any objections to her amusing herself with other wives when he had to work nights. 

As a result their marriage had been amazingly successful so far. Early days, she knew, but they rarely disagreed, and in fact were surprisingly compatible. Monica had never had a relationship extending longer than two years, because she usually became bored with boyfriends at about that time. So it was a revelation to herself and her friends that their marriage was working so well. They both liked holidays in the sun, and had booked two weeks in Sharm el Sheikh in September. If she could get a bit of a tan before then it would be perfect. 

Her thoughts examined her marital relationship further; they both had a sense of adventure and daring. During their honeymoon they had both had a go at windsurfing and bodysurfing, with quite a degree of success. They had gone kayaking together and still joked about whose fault it was that the kayak had capsized. He was also an imaginative lover, and during the past winter they had often spent an entire day in bed. 

The sparrows and blue tits had discovered that the feeder had been filled for their pleasure, and were contentedly twittering to each other. Suddenly it all went quiet, and Monica sat up. On the roof of the garden shed was a very fluffy black cat. "Hey, get away from here." She yelled at the cat, who turned his yellow eyes slowly to stare at her, without making any effort to move. She waved her arms around and he flicked his tail in response. "You wretched bird murderer." She shouted at the cat, but he didn't move until she got up and went towards the shed. Then he silently slipped over the back fence. 

Before settling down again Monica went to fetch the ghetto blaster. She plugged in an extension cord and carried it outside hoping to find a suitable radio station. For some reason there seemed to be either call-in shows or lame music on all of the stations. So she went back inside and picked up a Bruce Springsteen CD. That ought to keep him away, she thought. 

Her husband had chastised her before about playing the radio too loud, and suggested she wear headphones. But how can a girl do a proper job of sunbathing wearing ear muffs? So she popped in the CD and thinking that "Glory Days" was most appropriate, rolled over onto her stomach and undid the back of her bikini top and one side of the bikini brief. The sun blazed down on her oiled skin and she finally started to wind down and feel drowsy. 

So it took a while for her to realise that while The Boss was belting out "Born in the USA" there was another sound filtering through. It was someone banging on the garden gate, and then came: 

"Police, open up, open up now or we'll have to break down the gate." 

Sitting up, still dazed from sun and sleep, she struggled to fasten the ties to her bikini, calling, 

"All right, I'm coming, just a minute."

Retrieving the key for the gate she crossed the lawn and opened it with some trepidation. A large police officer had his fist raised as he was about to bang on the solid gate again. He was wearing the standard issue summer uniform of short sleeved shirt and body protector, adorned with a multitude of appendages. She had time to notice that there was a mobile phone hanging from one shoulder and a walkie-talkie from the other. He flung the gate wider and marched into the garden, where he proceeded to punch the power switch on the ghetto blaster. Monica closed the gate and wondered what she should do next. 

The officer had withdrawn a notebook and said, "Sit down please Miss." I am Officer Kaplinsky, and I have been asked to come here and investigate a report of noise nuisance. Do you realise that under the Environmental Protection Act of 1990, Section 79, you are in violation of the law. You can be served with a notice to desist and will then have 21 days to appeal."

Monica sat down on the futon and reached for her glass of iced tea. This could be very unpleasant; she didn't want to fall out with her neighbours, which might lead to repercussions, and she certainly didn't want to have to go to court and take time off work. She thought fast, and decided she would need all her feminine wiles to resolve this situation. 

The officer began writing in his notebook, and asked her to supply her name and address, which she did. Since she was sitting on the ground, and he was standing up, she was straining her neck backwards to talk to him. She asked him if he would like to sit down, and he chose a wrought iron garden chair. But when she asked him if she could fetch him a drink, he brusquely refused.

Looking at his notebook again he told her that the police didn't usually respond when there was just one complaint, but there had been two. And apparently, this was not the first occasion either. Monica looked as contrite as she could, and started telling him how very sorry she was, and that it wouldn't happen again. Then she went on to explain about wanting to block out the noisy children in the back lane, and how she had wanted to scare away the cat who was after the birds. 

The officer seemed somewhat mollified by this explanation and unzipping his flack jacket told her perhaps he would have that cold drink after all. So Monica leapt up and ran inside, returning with a glass and the jug of iced tea. The officer's jacket was hanging over the back of the chair together with his black tie, and he had unbuttoned his shirt. Sweat was glistening on his forehead and arms as he took long slurps from the glass, and then told her,

"Of course, this doesn't let you off the hook, young lady. There's already a report on file at the station now."

"Darn," she declared, "What can I do to rectify the situation Officer?" And she sat back down again crossing her legs in front of her and rubbing the beads of suntan oil back into her skin. She noticed that the officer's black trousers were stretched extremely tightly across his thighs, and she thought, "He must be terribly hot in that uniform on a day like this." But Monica loved a man in uniform; there was something particularly sexy about the pride they took in keeping everything so smart. She glanced down at his black shoes and saw how highly polished they were. 

When she leant forward to refill his glass the jug slid in her oily hand and ice cubes and tea fountained over the smart trousers, while she frantically tried to catch the jug. Fortunately it landed on the futon and so didn't break, but the officer was standing up brushing ice from his legs with a watery stain spreading across his lap. 

"Oh no, I'm so sorry," exclaimed Monica, "let me help." And she began to blot at his thighs with the end of her towel, and because he was standing up she had to kneel to reach him. Just as she was starting to tell him, "It won't stain, honestly." She felt the tie on the right side of her bikini brief fall away, and strangely, the policeman stopped patting his trouser legs and stared at her. 

"Right," thought Monica, "this is the best chance I'm ever going to get." And she surreptitiously brushed her hand cross his flies while studiously ignoring the slipped bikini and continuing to attempt to dry his uniform. She decided to take a chance, and started to unbuckle the heavy, black belt and then his zip, while mumbling, "These will be dry in no time in this sun." and then sliding the trousers down to reveal a pair of gleaming white jockeys beneath. The front pouch was filled to bursting and quite took Monica's breath away, as she laid the trousers out to dry. 

The officer put his hands on her head and when she slid her fingers into the elastic of his jockeys he eased her towards him. "Well, here goes," she thought, "better give this my very best shot. In fact, I guess I'd better swallow the stuff."

She wrapped her mouth around his hugely erect organ, thinking, "He could practically use this as a truncheon," as she smothered it in saliva. Keeping her mouth taut she let the tip glide in and out a few times, before starting to lick the sensitive spot underneath with the flat of her tongue. Officer Kaplinsky had removed his hands from her head and placed them on his own hips, perhaps to give strength to his weakening knees. 

Relaxing her jaw muscles Monica pulled her mouth up the entire length of his shaft, right over the ridge of the tip, allowing her lips to pop over the ridge. She took it out of her mouth and forming a ring with her thumb and forefinger began to slowly slide it up and down the big rod. Then using a probing lick she gently pulled the foreskin back a little at a time, working her tongue around the head while holding the cover in place. Then she transferred her attention to his golden balls, searching for the baby-smooth spot on the underside with her middle finger. She was gratified by a moan of pleasure when she found it and gathering up more saliva tilted her head back in anticipation. 

He held her head in place then, and she felt the warm salty liquid pouring down her throat. She swallowed and then gave a few gentle sucks to make sure he was truly spent, before using her hand to support his flaccid weight as he withdrew. 

He sat down heavily and Monica stretched her knees out and took a long drink from her glass. He ruffled her hair then and said, 

"You're very good, very good indeed. In fact I think you are such a good girl that you won't be getting a citation from this officer." 

Monica leant back on her elbows and smiled up at him, as he reached for his now dry clothes. She fastened up her bikini brief and the top which had come apart in all the excitement. 

Then they walked to the gate, Monica with bare feet and a bikini, and the policeman back in his official summer uniform. He leant down and kissed her on the forehead, saying: 

"By the way I'll be late home for dinner tonight, honey. I have heaps of paper work to catch up at the station."

"Not to worry, Bill. I'm making us gespacho soup and summer salad anyway."

She held the gate open for him, and he gave her hand a squeeze. 

"Don't forget the cigar for after will you?" 

And he winked at her as he turned to walk briskly back up the lane. 

Monica tidied up her sunbathing ensemble and moved things around so that she could catch the 2 o'clock sun. 

Then she lay down on her side and went to sleep.



Sunny, Barbara and Ev



My name is Ev Michael Nacht. I don't know how the hell I got the name Ev, it was my father's, for who I was named, and he was named for his father, and grandfather. But that is what I was called. Where the hell it came from I don't know, but there have been days when I rained curses down on whoever came up with this name way back when. I tried to have people call me Mike, but for some stupid reason, they kept calling me Mick, which I hated even more than Ev, so Ev I am.

My wife's name is Glo, or Sunny, depending on who you are. Really close friends call her Sunny, but to everybody else she is Glo. I have never found out quite why her parents named her Glorious Sunshine Day, but I will admit that they are a bit odd. They should have been teenagers in the early sixties, but they were almost a generation too late. The Day part is easy, that is her father's last name, but the rest of it you should probably attribute that to the fact that they smoked pot, probably daily, at least as long as I have known them. An example of their oddness, as Sunny told me, was that she was absolutely forbidden to have vaginal sex with anyone until she was 18. But her parents were absolutely okay with her having oral sex, or even anal sex, just not vaginal sex. Apparently this was a lecture that was delivered on her 16th birthday, along with a how to book on sex. Like I said, strange parents.

Sunny is a bit odd herself, which is a major part of why I love her. Possibly because of her name, or possibly because of her parents, she is quite the extrovert; maybe exhibitionist is the proper word. I on the other hand, am pretty much the introvert. Sunny blooms at parties, I sit over with the weeds, and am very quiet. Both of us were teased quite while we were growing up about our names, and I apparently grew one way while she grew the other.

When we got married, Sunny just flat refused to take my last name, saying that being Glorious Sunshine Day-Nacht was ridiculous, (For those who don't know German, Nacht is German for night.) The other choice was equally ridiculous. So we are Ev Nacht (think Ev as in Everett, but most people think Eve Night) and Sunny Day. Perhaps that fits our personalities. Of course that has also caused more than a bit of comment from friends and acquaintances, but you know, if they don't like it, they can just go away. I'm not really shy, I just have my opinions, and I will voice them if I think it is appropriate, but I don't make a big deal out of it. Sunny will tell you to your face what she thinks.

Maybe that makes us both a bit odd, but you know, that is what makes the world go around, and we are completely happy with each other. We really don't like to be separated from each other, but I do admit that Sunny's sense of propriety is considerably different than mine.

When we went on our honeymoon to Tahiti a few years ago, I was, at first, a bit surprised when we went to the beach on Raiatea. As we were dressing to go, Sunny put on a very brief bikini bottom, and slipped a t-shirt over her top.

"Don't you expect to take that off? It will screw up your tan if you don't."

"Of course I am going to take it off. We are in Tahiti, women go topless here all the time at the beach – I'm just going to cover up while we are in the hotel."

Three or four years later we were at the beach with her college roommate, Barbara. Barbara's husband was supposed to come with us, but a last minute business problem arose and he didn't make it. We hadn't realized until we got to the beach that it was a clothing optional beach.

Sunny didn't make a big deal out of it, she just got undressed and sunbathed in the nude, making sure she wasn't burning in hurtful places. Barbara was a bit more circumspect, not pealing down until she saw that most of the people on the beach were nude. Even at that she didn't do more than take off her top.

I stayed in my swimsuit. Men have a whole lot bigger problem than women do. Our thoughts are a whole lot more apparent, especially nude, than women's are. Besides, I didn't see a single man who had taken off his swimsuit.

Barbara and Sunny were close to inseparable. They had spent four years in college as roommates, and then moved to the small town we lived in, for totally different reasons. I had found a wonderful job as an engineer, and Sunny had gone into human resources (read personnel). Barbara had gone into HR herself, and married an engineer I kind of vaguely knew from various meetings. I didn't really like him, but I liked Barbara, so I accepted him as part of Barbara.

It was a Friday night, and we had just finished dinner, and were drinking the last of the wine, when Sunny got a thoughtful look on her face. 

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"So do many men fantasize about their wife's having sex with another man?"

I almost choked on the wine. After I cleared my throat, I told her none that I knew of.

"I had a strange conversation at lunch today with Barbara. Chuck has been into that for several weeks, perhaps several months, and he is just gaga about her fucking a strange man while he is watching."

I almost spewed the last of the wine on the table.

"He's lost his mind."

"Is this something that most men would want to go into?"

"No damn way. Hell, I'm pretty sure that I couldn't even get it up if I knew Chuck was watching while I screwed Barbara."

"Oh – so you want to screw Barbara?"

"Oh bullshit – you know what I meant. I'm not sure I could screw anyone if her husband was watching. Besides, I really, really don't want to go to bed with anyone but you!"

"Humph."

It took me a few minutes to calm Sunny down, but I knew that she was just playing with me, which helped a bit, even though I had apparently stepped into the deep end without knowing it.

"Just so I know, what are your fantasies?"

I thought for a minute before answering, I didn't want to go into the deep end again, at least without knowing it.

"Depends on what you mean by fantasies. If you are talking pure fantasy, then I would suspect that most men, myself included, would vote for having sex with two women at the same time. If you are talking about realistic fantasies, then probably a shaved pussy, and perhaps anal sex."

"You think you could handle two women at once?"

I laughed.

"I most likely couldn't, and I don't see myself trying. I have enough problems making sure you are completely satisfied."

Sunny smirked.

"So now I have told you mine, what about yours?"

"I think women are a bit different than men."

She paused for a second, and I interjected, "I noticed."

Sunny ignored me.

The only real fantasy I have is being watched while we have sex. I don't mean I want to have sex while someone is in the room, I think it is more the idea that someone could see us, not actually see us, but could potentially."

As I mulled that over in my mind for a few minutes, we talked about a couple of other things, nothing that I can remember now, but they were sexually related.

"What about a video camera? Would setting up our video cam on a tripod satisfy your fantasy, the idea being that no one could see us, but if someone got ahold of the video, they could."

Sunny got a far away look in her eyes.

"You know, that sounds like a wonderful idea. Such a good idea, I want you to go get the camera set up in the bedroom, while I put away the last of the dishes. Then we will see how that works, I want to build the idea up in my mind before we start."

I dutifully got the camera and tripod out, setting it up in the bedroom, and figuring out where to place the tripod so it got the best shot of the bed. I had it set up, and had run a bit of a clip of the empty bed to make sure that focus and all was set up properly when Sunny came in. I directed her over beside the bed, got a good focus on her, then told her to do a strip tease.

Sunny was all for it. She tossed a jazz CD in the player, then started taking off her clothes, more or less in time to the music. She had completely stripped, and was just getting ready to jump onto the bed when she stopped and looked down at herself.

"If you are giving me this, I ought to give you something you would like."

With that she marched into the bathroom, telling me to bring the camera. It didn't take me more than a minute or so to undo the camera from the tripod and follow her in.

She had started hot water running in the sink, had a towel on the countertop, and was sitting there with a pair of scissors in her hand.

"Let's see what a bald pussy looks like. Make sure you get this."

She waited for me to get the cam started, then smiled at the camera, spread her legs, and started trimming her bush with the scissors. When she had everything down as short as she wanted it, she picked up the washcloth beside the basin, ran the hot water on it, and placed it over her pubis and vagina. She picked up her razor, grabbed my shaving cream, and waited for a few moments. Then removing the washcloth, she tossed it aside, sprayed a bit of shaving cream in her hand and rubbed it over all the areas that had hair on them.

The next part was the tricky part, shaving a most sensitive area without cutting herself. She seemed to do admirably, taking all the hair off, including the hair that grew just on the edge of her pussy lips, until there was nothing left but a few streaks of shaving cream which she cleaned up with the washcloth.

During this whole process I was filming, occasionally zooming in to catch her pussy, particularly when she pulled the skin tight to make sure she got a clean shave.

When she finished, she cleaned herself with the washcloth, jumped off, climbed into bed, spread her legs so I could get a good shot of her pussy, then told me to take the damn camera and put it on the tripod.

Sex that night was wonderful. Sunny seemed to be released from any inhibitions, not that she had many to start with, and I certainly loved the feel of her smooth clean pubis, particularly when I started sucking on her clit.

Sunny loved the idea of the video cam, and it became a relatively regular part of our sexual playtime. Certainly not every time, or even every other time, but often enough to keep Sunny very satisfied. Most of the videos we just recorded over, never even bothering to look at them, but for some reason the very first one we kept, and in fact I transferred it to DVD, and we would play it every so often.

Three or so months later, Sunny told me that Barbara had filed for divorce from Chuck. It seems that they had gone out dancing at some bar, and Chuck had really been on Barbara to pick out some guy to take home and fuck. She was supposed to tell him that she had a live one, then he would run home first and hide in the closet so he could watch. Barbara told him there was no fucking way she was doing that, but he kept persisting. Finally Barbara told him to stick it in his ear, said she was going to the bathroom, and instead went out to the car, using her second set of keys, and went home. She did leave a note with the waitress, to be given to Chuck ten minutes after she left.

Barbara was home asleep, when Chuck and some jerk from the bar got there. The jerk, supposedly called Tom, had apparently been told that this was all a game that Chuck and Barbara played. He was supposed to go in, strip, get into bed with Barbara, hold her down and fuck her.

God knows what Chuck was thinking, but he went through with it, probably because he was drunk.

In any event, Barbara woke up to find some guy she had never seen before trying to spread her legs. Barbara kicked him in the nuts, bashed him with the bedside table lamp, then called 911.

The upshot of it all was that the cops took Tom and Chuck away. Tom was initially charged with attempted rape, and Chuck with conspiracy to commit rape. Barbara refused to drop the charges against Chuck, although she did against Tom – I'm not quite sure why, perhaps she believed his story.

Chuck was thrown out, and the divorce filed the following week.

The next several months were interesting. For some weird reason, Chuck changed completely. Now he didn't want anyone even close to his wife. Even when the divorce was final, Chuck would follow Barbara around, despite several restraining orders. When she went to dinner with a man, or even a couple, Chuck would appear, almost frothing at the mouth, telling the man to stay away from his wife or he would shoot him. Sunny told me that Barbara had had him arrested several times, but he would make bail, and be back at it within a couple of weeks.

Chuck eventually pled guilty to some sort of reduced charge, which resulted in him only having to serve weekends in jail for a couple of months. I have no idea what the judge was thinking, but given the nature of the community we lived in, I suspect that he thought deep down inside that conspiracy to rape your wife really wasn't that much of a crime.

Ultimately, Barbara moved out of her apartment, and bought the condo next to ours. The selling point that Barbara was interested in most was that we had a security guard on duty at all times, and Chuck couldn't get in.

It had been kind of rough on Barbara, and on Sunny, as we all worked at the same company. Chuck would make excuses to go to HR, and of course no one but Barbara could answer his questions. Barbara made several complaints, and finally Chuck was fired for sexual harassment. Unfortunately Chuck was still around, and he would show up at the oddest times. Needless to say this put quite a crimp in Barbara's social life.

She had dated a few men, but after two or three dates, Chuck would show up on the scene, and the guys would lose interest. One of them even told me that he enjoyed being out with Barbara, and would have liked to pursue it further, but it just wasn't worth the possibility that Chuck was serious.

Sunny and I took Barbara out to dinner one night, and sure enough Chuck showed up.

"Ev, you stay the hell away from my wife. If you don't then I am going to make sure that something happens to you or your wife."

I looked at him for a minute, then:

"Chuck, you don't have a wife. You haven't had one for months. Now go the hell away and leave us alone."

I reached up and grabbed his collar and pulled him down to my level. With my other hand I put my thumb on one side of his windpipe, and my fingers on the other side and tried to see if I could make them meet behind his windpipe. Chuck tried to talk, which he couldn't, and turned all kinds of interesting colors. When I let go of his windpipe, he coughed and tried to talk.

"Chuck, one more time; leave us alone. If you ever even think of coming near Sunny or I again, this will be just a taste of what will happen to you."

Chuck nodded as best he could.

"I want to hear it, Chuck. And while you are at it, I want you to apologize to Barbara for interrupting her dinner."

Chuck stammered out an apology to Barbara, and acknowledged that he had to leave Sunny and me alone. I shook him one more time, then told him to get out.

That was the last time I saw Chuck, at least up close. If I saw him in town, he would immediately turn around and go the other way, which suited me just fine. Sunny told me that the same thing happened to her.

One of the side effects of this is that Sunny and Barbara got even closer. Barbara went shopping with Sunny as much as she could, because she knew that Chuck wouldn't come anywhere near her with Sunny around.

Several months later, I went on an extended business trip, which lasted for an entire month. It wasn't a major deal; it was just that there were some problems that needed to be taken care of. It was initially supposed to only last a week or maybe ten days, but problems arose, and I wound up staying for a month.

When I finally got back, Sunny met me at the airport, drove me home, and practically raped me before I could get my clothes off. 

We had sex that night; we had sex the next morning, then again after lunch.

By Saturday evening we had at least gotten ourselves to the point that we could talk and do things without sex being foremost in our minds.

During dinner Sunny had seemed to be a bit pre-occupied, but I couldn't figure out what it was. She wasn't distant; it was just like she was mulling something over in her mind.

"Ev, I've got a something I want to tell you, but I want you to wait until the end before you start asking questions."

"Sure."

"When my parents gave me that stupid lecture and book when I turned 16, I had already decided that I wasn't going to give up my virginity at some drive-in, or at some parking area in the woods."

"I knew what the girls were like at my high school. Anyone who was spreading her legs for her boyfriend was considered a slut. Tales were made up about sluts, so it didn't really matter if you had done it once, or a hundred times, you were going to be thought of as a round-heeled pig, that would take on anyone, anytime. I knew one girl who had gotten a bit drunk at a beach outing and given her boyfriend kind of a combination hand job and blowjob. The word got around, and she wound up spending the rest of her time in high school not dating because all the boys were demanding that she do the same to them."

"By the time I got to college, I had decided that it just wasn't worth the bullshit I would have to put up with, so I wouldn't go to bed with anyone. I had decided that unless I felt I was truly in love with someone, it just wasn't going to happen."

This all made sense to me, more or less. When Sunny and started dating, it was in her senior year, and we dated for six or seven months before she was willing to go to bed with me, and she had been a virgin when we finally did, or at least she certainly acted like a virgin.

"That first year at college, I dated several men, but nothing past a few kisses, and letting them feel me up a bit. Of course when I got back to the dorm, I would be horny as hell. So I would play with myself."

"One night after a date, I came home, and Barbara was already in bed. I was particularly horny, and I guess I was a bit noisy also. When I finished coming, I could hear panting from Barbara's bed, and then she came also."

"I was embarrassed as hell, but didn't say anything. After all, what the hell do you say? Did you get off on hearing me come?"

"A few nights later, Barbara and I got back to the dorm room about the same time, got undressed and got into our respective beds. I was horny again, and trying to figure out how to get myself off without Barbara knowing about it. Then Barbara whispered to me, 'the other night was very erotic, knowing you were doing the same thing I was. Would you like to do that again?'"

"I was stunned, and didn't say anything for a few moments. As I lay there in silence, my hand kind of drifted down between my legs. Without thinking about it too closely, I told her that we could try that again."

"It was really mind-blowing. I was playing with myself, and Barbara knew I was. She couldn't see me because the room was dark, and I couldn't see her. But I knew exactly what she was doing."

"We both had orgasms like we had never had before."

"The next time we were both horny, we tried it again, and it worked just like before. One thing led to another, and before too long we were physically satisfying each other, including oral sex with each other."

"So why are you telling me this?"

"Hold on, I'm not finished yet."

"When I met you, and finally went to bed with you, I discovered that I really didn't have any interest in continuing sex with Barbara. Barbara was a little put out at first, but then she found a guy she really liked, so it didn't become a problem."

"Last week, Barbara came over for dinner, and as neither one of us was driving, we had several martini's before dinner, and then some wine with dinner. Somewhere along the way I let slip about the videotaping we do sometimes. Nothing would do but that Barbara had to see the video."




Sunny, Barbara and Ev



"So I showed her the first one we made. While we were watching it – and you have to remember that we were both pretty drunk, and that Barbara hasn't had a real date in months – I noticed that Barbara's hand was down between her legs. It was very discrete, but it was definitely there. I made some silly comment about it being just like being back in college, and Barbara told me it wasn't because I wasn't doing the same thing."

"Shortening the whole thing up, Barbara and I went to bed together, and wound up playing with each other most of the night, and the following morning."

"So why are you telling me this? Is this a confession, do you want to go live with Barbara, just exactly what is the idea here?"

"Oh God no! I am perfectly happy married to you, and I want to stay that way. I have no interest in any kind of a permanent relationship with Barbara. While lesbian sex can be interesting, it doesn't hold a candle, at least for me, to sex with you."

"I'm not sure what, but something that was said on that video, gave Barbara the idea that you would be interested in sex with two women. So Barbara volunteered to be the camera person the next time that we decided to play in front of a camera."

"Wouldn't that go against your wanting the sex to be just the potential of someone seeing us, not actually having someone watching us?"

Sunny was quiet for a few minutes.

"Yes and no. Does it go against what I originally said, of course it does. The fact that it is Barbara, who has already seen me playing with myself, seems to make a difference. I'm not even clear in my own mind why it is different, it just seems like it is."

Sunny leaned over, and put her hand in my crotch, feeling my erection, an erection that had been there since she got part way into her story.

Laughing, she told me that it didn't appear that at least part of me objected to the idea.

Over the next week or two we talked about it. Not constantly, not even daily, but every once in a while the subject would arise (no puns intended), until finally Sunny asked if I was interested, or if we should just drop the whole idea.

"Okay, let's try it. It is not a whole lot crazier than some of the other things we have tried."

That was flat out a lie. We had never tried anything this crazy, but what the hell, nobody was being forced to do anything.

It was decided that the following Friday night would be the night.

I got home about six, only to be told to get showered and changed before Barbara got there. Obviously Sunny had gotten home earlier, the house was spotless, the bed freshly made and turned down. Sunny had stopped at an Italian restaurant we both liked and picked up a lasagna and some bread sticks which would just take a few minutes to warm up. Wine was already on the table open and breathing.

By the time I showered and started getting dressed, Sunny was in the bedroom doing her makeup. I started to put on underwear and an undershirt when Sunny told me not to bother.

"Huh?"

"Underwear and t-shirts are a pain to get off. Lose them. A pair of slacks and a shirt is all you need."

I was setting up the bar when the doorbell rang. Sunny called from the kitchen, and asked me to get it, which I did.

Barbara was there, no surprise, with a bottle of wine and a bag of something, apparently dessert.

Barbara came in, and did her normal thing of kissing me on the cheek. Only this time she also whispered in my ear.

"I hope you are nervous, because I sure the hell am."

I gave her what must have been a bit of a weak smile, took the bag and wine from her and led her into the kitchen.

The bag had fresh strawberries and blueberries in it, all cleaned and ready to eat, together with a bowl of whipped cream.

Barbara kissed Sunny hello, and I went out to make drinks.

"Ev, when you are done making the drinks, get the video camera and show Barbara how to use it."

I had just started to sit down in the chair that I normally use, and moved to the loveseat, putting our drinks on the table beside it. Barbara came out, and I handed her her drink. Barbara sat down on the loveseat a demure one or two feet away, and we went through the camera controls. It wasn't a big deal, the controls were nothing special, and she caught on in about in a minute or so.

Then we sat there, neither one of us knowing quite what to say or do. Barbara fiddled with the camera controls, taking clips of the room, then rewinding and trying again, getting a feel for the zoom and so on, but really just playing for time.

A few minutes later Sunny came out and announced that the salad was ready, the lasagna would be ready in 30 or 40 minutes, and that she would throw the bread sticks in at the last minute to warm them up.

Sunny sat down on an ottoman that we had just a few feet from the loveseat, and the inane conversation resumed. Obviously none of us knew quite what to say at this point.

"Oh for Christ's sake. This is ridiculous."

With that Sunny stood up, unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on her blouse, so that it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, and stepped over to me, bent over, letting her blouse hang open so that I could see her breasts.

"See something you might like?"

She moved forward a bit, kissed me on the lips, and put her hand on my groin, squeezing my penis a bit.

My hand moved to her breast automatically, fondling it, and playing with her nipple.

"That's a bit better." She murmured.

Sunny moved back a bit, turned to Barbara, and kissed her full on the lips, her hand going to Barbara's blouse, and unbuttoning a couple of buttons. She kissed her a second time, and this time she took Barbara's hand and placed it directly on my penis, squeezing her hand so that Barbara was firmly holding my penis in her hand.

"Move over Barbara, this whole nonsense of nobody wanting to make the first move is stupid."

Barbara moved over until her thigh was touching mine, and Sunny sat down beside her, leaving Barbara trapped between us.

It was a little confusing at first, who was supposed to do what to whom was a little unclear, but we managed to get that straightened out in fairly short order, with my hand on one of Barbara's breasts, and Sunny's on the other.

We explored more, and for some reason it wound up as though Sunny and I were taking care of Barbara, without paying any attention to each other.

Suddenly the timer in the kitchen dinged, and Sunny sat up.

"Time for dinner."

Sunny went off to put the bread sticks in to warm, and I treated myself to a kiss or two from Barbara without interference from Sunny.

Dinner was interesting, and good. Our dining room table is made for six to sit at comfortably. Normally Sunny and I sit at one end across from each other. If we have guests, then Sunny sits on the end so she can get up easily to go into the kitchen. Tonight it was a bit different. Sunny and I sat across from each other, as we normally would do, and Barbara was sitting at the end between us.

After we finished the salad, Sunny and Barbara served the lasagna and bread sticks, and Sunny started with a bread stick, slowly putting it in her mouth and sliding it in and out as though it were a penis. Barbara caught on immediately and started doing the same thing. I watched them for a few moments, then took my fork, and deliberately licked it, extending my tongue so that just the tip of my tongue was running across the fork.

Sunny had her foot in my lap, rubbing my groin, when I saw her suddenly jump just a bit. It seemed that Barbara had her foot between Sunny's legs.

Things went downhill from there. Or perhaps it was uphill. In any event, all three of us were very interested in getting done with dinner and moving on to the next course.

I started to help the ladies clear the table, and was told in no uncertain terms that I had to save my strength for later. As they put the dishes into the dishwasher, and the food into the refrigerator, I finished my wine, and listened to the giggles and whispers in the kitchen.

Finally they were done, and Sunny came out, followed by Barbara. Sunny came up on one side of me, kissed me, and rubbed her breast up and down my arm. Within seconds, Barbara was doing the same to my other arm.

"Would you like the dessert Barbara brought now or later."

"Which dessert are you talking about?"

That brought giggles and laughter.

Sunny reached over, unbuttoned the rest of Barbara's blouse, exposing her breasts to me completely and asked:

"Well, do you want this first or second."

We adjourned to the bedroom, and I set up the video camera. I made Sunny and Barbara put their clothes back together, then told them that they were to undress each other, then make each other come, preferably by doing a 69 while I filmed it.

This seemed to strike a chord, and shortly I was filming the two women kissing each other, and slowly, very slowly, undressing each other. The image I will always carry with me was the two of them completely nude, breasts pressed against each other as they kissed just before falling onto the bed.

Sunny was on top, and Barbara had her legs spread as much as she could, while Sunny knelt with her legs on either side of Barbara's head.

They both came at about the same point, I'm guessing because they knew each other's trigger points, but maybe it was just the luck of the draw. It didn't really matter to me because all I could think of was how hard my cock had become, and how much I wanted to fuck one of them.

They collapsed on the bed for a few minutes, their faces both shiny with the other's juices. Then Sunny announced that they weren't being fair to me.

Sunny padded over to me, kissed me, and I could taste Barbara on her lips. Sunny took the camera, and told Barbara to undress me, which she did, taking as much time as she had in undressing Sunny. As she undid my slacks, and dropped them, she took my cock in her mouth, playing with it, sucking it, licking it, until I was almost ready to come right then and there.

They got me laid down on the bed, and Sunny had the camera back on the tripod and joined us. After a little bit of foreplay, mainly involving Sunny and Barbara both licking my cock, and sucking their way up, one of them on each side, from my balls to the head of my penis, which would often result in a quick kiss between the two of them.

Finally Barbara straddled me, and eased me into her pussy. While she was doing this, Sunny straddled my head, much like she had done earlier with Barbara. I could hear the two of them kissing as I licked Sunny's clit, and Barbara was rotating her hips, driving me deeper into her pussy.

I could feel Sunny come, her thighs tightening on me, and that was all it took to push me over the edge. Actually, I don't quite know how I lasted that long. But I could feel myself spurting up into Barbara, then our mingled juices flowing down my cock, and across my balls and thighs.

The rest of the night was pretty much like that. I really don't remember all of it; just that I know I fucked Sunny at least once while Barbara was sitting on my face. 

The one thing I do remember is that Barbara decided, for whatever reason that she wanted anal sex. I certainly wasn't against that, as Sunny really didn't seem to care for it. For some reason, Sunny seemed to be a bit turned on by the idea, and immediately begin arraigning the pillows so that when Barbara knelt down, Sunny's head was right under her pussy, her head being held up by the pillows. Sunny moistened my cock with her mouth for a few moments, then lubed it with a bit of Vaseline before guiding it up to Barbara's rose bud. Barbara in the meantime was doing her absolute best to bring Sunny to a climax with her tongue.

When I tried to enter Barbara her ass was clenched so tightly that I couldn't get started, finally having to tell Sunny to stop for a minute while I got in.

I eased myself in, a little at a time, until I was buried completely into Barbara's really tight ass. Sunny, by now, was alternating between sucking on my balls, and sucking on Barbara's clit.

I knew this was going to be good when I heard Barbara whimpering – not with pain, but with desire – and moving her ass back and forth a bit as I moved into her then withdrew, over and over.

Finally, Barbara started to come, and I thought my cock was going to get cut off. She clenched her muscles as she came, and just started roaring out her need, desire, whatever it was – she was climaxing like she hadn't before.

After we took a quick shower to clean up, Barbara insisted that Sunny try the same thing, only Barbara wouldn't insist that Sunny do anything other that participate in the glorious experience that she had just had.

What worked for Barbara obviously worked for Sunny also, because it was the first time I had ever seen or heard her have an orgasm with anal sex.

We cleaned up again, and I went to sleep with a woman snuggled up on either side.

The next morning I woke up to Sunny and Barbara getting it on, and when they were done, Barbara almost immediately decided that she wanted me to fuck her.

By Saturday night, I was completely fucked out. Neither one of them, or even both of them together, could get me hard again. Barbara went home about 10:00pm saying that she was getting too sore to enjoy it much longer. Sunny was the same way.

Sunday morning was a bit different. I awoke to Sunny seeing if she could raise the dead, and darned if she couldn't. She asked me if I wanted her to call Barbara back for another round, and seemed quite pleased when I told her that I just wanted to make love to her, and not to go into another fuck marathon.

This happened two or three more times, then Barbara found "Mr. Right", and married him. We still see Barbara on almost a weekly basis, but sex is not part of our friendship, although very occasionally Barbara will pat me very discretely on the thigh. I don't think it is an invitation, just a reminder.

As for anal sex – Sunny is more open to the idea, and every once in awhile we do that, although I don't think that the orgasms she gets are anything like what she got with Barbara and I involved. 



Sunny Day



It was a sunny and hot day here in the South and I was out in the garage working on my old truck while all the kids and wife were gone for the weekend to her parents except for Karen my 18-year-old stepdaughter. I have raised her since she was 5 years old when her mother and I married. I had gone in the house to get a drink of cold water and I couldn't help to notice her as she did her high school pom pom squad routine. When I got my water I watched her out the kitchen window as her tight sexy body jumped and kicked to the music coming from her CD player. 

She had developed very nicely for just being 18 years old. She is about 5'7" tall with long blond hair and blue eyes that would make an ice cube melt at 32 degrees. Her 36C tits (I looked at her bra size in the washroom) were held in place by the white sports bra that came to just below her tits. She had those tight skin sucking black jump suit type pants on and I didn't see a panty line either. I couldn't help but notice her taut tan skin of her belly and back as she kept dancing seductively to the music. All I could think of was they didn't make girls back in my high school days like that and the growing bulge in my shorts.

I turned to put my glass in the sink when I heard Karen calling out for me. I ran out the back door and she was lying on the ground holding her ankle.

"Daddy I landed wrong and twisted my ankle and it hurts real bad!" she said.

"Here put your arm around my neck and lets get you into the house to sit down so I can look at it," I said.

As she and I hobbled into the house I could feel the side of her tits against me as I had my arm around her waist. Her skin was so hot either from the routine or I was hoping it was because if me. She had her other hand on my chest to support her because she could only walk on one foot. I told her I would call her Mom and see what I needed to do for her ankle. As I hung up the phone she asked what my wife had said to do.

"She said we had to get you to the tub so you could soak it in some hot Epsom salt water."

"Daddy you will need to help me to the bathroom." Karen said. 

I went over to where she was sitting and helped her up as she put her arm around my neck and my arm around her waist just like before except that I noticed that she pressed her tits against me harder this time. Or was it just my imagination? I walked her to the bathroom to sit her down on the toilet while I ran her hot bath water to soak the hurt ankle. I poured the Epson salts under the running water and told her to get in when she got undressed as I left the bathroom. She then yelled that she was in the tub and asked me to come and see if she was putting her ankle under the water as her Mom had explained. I went into the bathroom and the shower doors were closed so I just sat on the toilet and pulled the one back so I could see just her foot raised up under the water. I told her that she was doing exactly what her Mom had told me to tell her how to relieve the pain and swelling.

"Oh! Daddy it feels so much better," she said as she slid the shower door all the way back. This caught me off guard because now I could see here naked body just submerged under the clear water. She noticed that I was looking at her tits and as my eyes worked their way down to her trimmed pussy she spoke.

"Daddy do you think that I'm pretty?"

"Yes Karen your very pretty and I should be going so you can get out of the tub. Just call me and I will help you to your bedroom so you can lay down as your Mom said to stay off the ankle." I went into the hall to wait for her to call to me and tried to cool off from the sight that I had just seen. She was so sexy lying there in that water and I had a huge hard on to prove it but I had to calm down now and put it behind me because she was my stepdaughter. I jumped when I heard her call me to help take her to her room.

I walked into the bathroom and she was just standing there with her white terrycloth robe on. It was loosely tied around her small waist. I moved next to her she put her arm around my neck as I held her hand and put my arm around her waist so she could walk to her bedroom. As we walked the front of her robe was open just enough for me to see the top of her taut creamy tits which set off my male reaction again in my shorts. We got to her bed, she sat on the edge and lay back on the pillows and swung her legs up on the bed not caring that I could see her hot little pussy as she did. I turned to leave her room when she said," Daddy would you please rub my ankle a little, think it will make it feel better if you did."

I sat on the edge her bed, putting her ankle in my lap as I began to massage it softly trying not to look at her sexy body lying before me. As I was massaging her heal of her foot it kept touching my manhood as my hands moved up and down her ankle. I tried to move it away so that it wouldn't be coming in contact with my hard cock but when I did she pulled it up and away from me. I knew then that she had noticed that her foot was rubbing against my cock and now I was in real trouble. She put her leg behind me and rose up and looked me straight in the eye.

"Daddy did I cause this? Now it is my turn to make you feel better" as she placed her hand around my cock through my shorts. 

"Karen we can't be doing this!"

"Why not I love you and you love me right."

"Yes I do but this is wrong and we shoooo." She stopped me from talking by putting her hand behind my head pulling me to her, kissing me with her tender sweet lips on mine. She parted her lips and her tongue began to explore my mouth and found mine to dance the sexual dance of lovers. She pulled away smiling at me as she told me to stand up for a second. She stood up in front of me putting her arms around my neck as she spoke, "I have been wanting to kiss you like that for quite sometime now since I have found out what it is like to have had sex with a boy".

"Just how long have you been having sex young lady?" 

"For about a year and a half now and it all started when Mom had the doctor put me on the pill to regulate my periods and we had our little talk about guys trying to get into my pants as she put it. I also know that she doesn't treat you right in bed because why else would you watch those XXX rated tapes."

"You know about them."

"Yes and when you and her went out I watched them wishing it was you and me having sex like that", she said as she began to kneel in front of me. I just watched as she looked up at me and pulled my shorts down as my hard cock sprang free just in front of her face. She raised her hand up grasping my shaft as she pulled it down and licked the drop of precum that had formed on the tip. I just watched in amazement as she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. She proceeds in giving me one of the best blowjobs of my life. I don't know if it was her skill or the taboo of it being my stepdaughter that was sucking my cock.

"Oh my Karen that feels so good and where did you learn how to do that?" 

Taking my cock from her mouth she said, "Don't worry how I learned just enjoy what I am going to do to you and you can what ever you want to me, Daddy."

"Ok sweetheart, just keep sucking my cock." 

I reached down and cupped her warn firm left tit and rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She was moaning as she still had my cock stuffed deep in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and flicking my pee hole with the tip of her tongue. This must have really turned her on because she took the hand that was holding the base of my cock and was now fingering her young pussy as was driving me to the point of no return. She was getting close too because she was moaning deeply around my cock. 

"Karen, now it is my turn to eat your pussy to make you feel real good like you have done to me because if you don't stop I am going to cum soon." 

I said as I pulled her mouth off my throbbing cock. I laid her on the bed so her ass was just at the edge as knelt on my knees between her spread legs. I put her legs up over my shoulders as I kissed and licked my way down the insides of her thighs to her hot wet glisten pussy. I licked from her asshole upwards to her clit in one long slow stroke that made her tremble with excitement. I did little circles slowly with the tip of my tongue around her engorged clit several times before I sucked on it harder into my mouth. 

"Oh yes, Daddy lick my hard clit just like that." 

"Do you like the way Daddy is eating your pussy?"

"God yes just don't stop till I can cum in your mouth. Yes stick that hot rough tongue inside me and fuck me with it. I need to cum so bad Daddy."

I continue licking and sucking her clit and pussy, moving up and down till she was on the edge of orgasm. I then wet my little finger in her pussy and brought it in contact with her asshole. As I did that I positioned two fingers at the entrance of her pussy. I inserted the two fingers deep in her pussy and at the same time slid my little finger in her asshole too. This really sent her off as she was bucking wildly against my face trying to get me deeper inside of her.

"OH! Daddy I am going to cum right now!" 

I pulled my mouth from between her legs also withdrawing my fingers from her pussy and asshole but as I did so I grabbed her legs that were still over my shoulders to straighten her out on the bed. I positioned the head of my hard throbbing cock at the entrance of her young pussy. 

Looking her in the eye I asked, "Is this what you want Daddy to do for you?"

"Yes fuck me please, I have wanted your cock for so long now. Just do it! Make me yours now!"

I pushed into her pussy slowly at first as not to hurt her until I was balls deep. I withdrew until the just the head was pulling against her G-spot about to come out of her. I had to keep it slow because I was about to blow my wad if I went too fast. I started fucking her a little faster each time as I stroked it in and out of her tight pussy. I was so close but I was trying to make it last till she screamed.

"Now Daddy fuck me hard and fast! I am almost there. OH! Yes Daddy faster and harder please!"

I picked up the pace now till I was pounding my hard cock in and out of her sweet young pussy like I was never going to fuck again. She was meeting my down strokes as she was pushing up with her hips and her hands on my ass pulling me deeper insider her. I was now on the blink of unloading my load of cum into her tight pussy.

"Oh Daddy I am going to cum!" 

"Me too and soon."

"Daddy faster and harder I want us to cum together! Oh!! God it feels so good. I love your big cock in me. Now Daddy now I am cumming!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I am going to cum too. I am almost there."

I kept up the hard and fast pace till I just plunged the whole length of my cock deep in her pussy as my cum boiled from my balls. Then I let loose the first squirt of cum and I couldn't stop it as I flooded her pussy. She was bucking up hard against me as she screamed so loud that I thought the whole world knew that she was having an orgasm.

"Yes OH! Yes Daddy fill my pussy with your hot cum! I love the feeling of your hot cum inside me."

I collapsed on top of her as we were coming down off our mutual orgasm tic high and I rolled off of her so I could lay beside her to hold her in my arms.

"I love you Daddy!" 

"I love you too baby girl so very much and you know that don't you."

"Yes Daddy I know you do", she said as she reached down and placed her little hand around my shrinking cock, rubbing it up and down so softly. Then she looked into my eyes and kissed me deeply on the lips. 

"Daddy, Can we do this again please?"

"Yes anytime you want to as long as we are alone and no one can know about this."

"You mean I can't tell Michelle because I think she would like to fuck you too."

"I guess so but no one else."



Sunny Day



Living on a small lake in New England has some advantages especially on the hot humid days of summer when just moving around makes you hot and sweaty and drains you of all your energy. Today was one of those days. My wife and I were sitting on the deck enjoying what breeze there was and commenting on how quite the lake was today. She looked at me and reminded me that it was the middle of the week and most people were probably at work. I smiled and nodded that she was right while I sipped on my early morning cocktail.

"Hey hon. Lets go for a boat ride and see whose around." my wife excitedly remarked.

"Ok. I'll load us up and we'll take a tour."

After about ten minutes or so she met me at the dock with a cooler and some towels and off we went with just the electric trolling motor humming away as we slowly glided though the semi calm waters. As we passed the first two properties it became apparent that we were the only one at the lake. My wife being a sun worshiper took advantage of the situation removing her top and bikini bottoms sitting in the nude on one of the towels. I stared at her magnificent tits (34d's) and bald pussy as we were navigating around when she told me that I should remove my shorts and enjoy the breeze so I slid them off revealing a hard on.

"Someone is enjoying themselves I see."

"It's the fresh air." I remarked.

"No I think it's these huge jugs that keep turning you on." She took her hands and massaged them for me and gave each nipple a little pinch which made as hard as stone while she giggled.

I took a sip of my cocktail as I enjoyed not only her body but the wilderness that surrounded us. We looked for other signs of life but no one was around as we cruised the shoreline soaking up the sun and semi cool breeze.

I pulled into a small cove that had some sandy beach area with some large rocks that shielded the woods behind the beach.

"What's up?" she asked.

"I'm pulling in here to take a piss and stretch my legs."

We beached the boat and I looked for a place to piss when she snuck up behind me and asked if she could hold it while I pissed. I laughed and she gently held it while I urinated, making a little design on one of the rocks. We both laughed as she shook it a few times and led me down to the water and scooped some into her hand as she washed my cock and balls for me. 

"There now. It's nice and clean."

"Thanks." I replied.

She went over to the boat and grabbed a towel and put it on a large rock and scooted up on it and leaned back on her arms with her legs spread open.

"Hey lover, Eat me!"

My cock went to full attention after that remark as I walked over to where she was seated which was right at mouth level for me. I backed up about three or four steps and admired this beautiful sight.

"What's wrong? She asked.

"I'm just admiring you and thinking of how great it would be if you played with yourself first."

She smiled with a sexy look as she laid back and began massaging her big round tits pushing them together while playing with her nipples making them protrude out even more than they were before. My cock was bobbing around with anticipation as she slid a hand down past her belly to her already moist pussy. The hand went quickly to her mouth for lubrication as she wet her fingers and brought them to her pussy lips and started to rub in circles first and up and down her crack before sliding two into her self. 

Her breathing was quick which told me she was getting close so I stepped forward and took over with my tongue; swirling it up and down her pussy seeking the hood to find a very swollen clit. I wrapped my tongue around it and pulled causing her to gasp so I wet two fingers and slid them into cunt and started to slowly stroke her. She was on fire as her hips came off the rock and she screamed she was cumming. I sucked on her clit as I pumped her pussy.

"I'm cumming!!!!" she gurgled as she drenched my mouth and fingers with her juices.

I was lapping up her cum as fast as I could while still fingering her pussy when she came again which caused her whole body to shake and quiver. She grabbed my head and pushed me away!

"Stop right now or I won't be able to stand!" she yelled.

"Baby you taste so fucking good I couldn't help myself."

"You're a fucking pig and I love you. Get back over her and finish sucking my juices up but no fingers just lap lightly. Please?"

I dove back in but this time I made love to her pussy with my tongue being very gentle with her clit while sucking out her nectar. She sighed and told me she needed a rest so I helped her down and she sat on the sand and regained her wits. I walked around the beach area for a few minutes when she got up and went in the water to cool her body down so I joined her.

"God honey that was fucking incredible; I can't remember the last time I came like that."

She wrapped her body around mine as we kissed in the lake causing my cock to stir and poke her belly. She pulled her self up and licked my ear and told me she had something special for me. We went back to the beach and she looked at my ragging hard on.

"Well lover here's the deal. How about I suck your cock for the rest of the boat ride around the lake." I pondered that thought and asked what happens If I cum.

"I'll just keep sucking until we get back no matter how many times you cum!"

"New deal." I said.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Blow job now and when we get back to the house you suck on my balls until I can't stand it any more and then I fuck your ass out on the dock where someone might catch us."

"My final offer." She laughed. "Jerk off into my mouth right now. I'll suck on your balls on the way home and when we get there you run up and get the lube and I'll take up the ass for you."

I told her to drop to her knees and open up because all this talk was making my balls swirl. She grabbed my hand and led me over to the rock I just ate her out on and told me to lean against it and step forward so my weight was on my back and arms. She got down on her knees and took my balls in her hand and lovingly sucked on each one swirling her tongue over them while holding them in her mouth.

Her hands were gently stroking my cock while starting a humming sensation on my balls. God I was in heaven!

"Fuck, baby I need to cum pretty soon." 

She intensified her sucking, stroking, and humming which brought me to the edge of an orgasm when she suddenly stopped and engulfed my cock all the way to the base as I blasted a huge load of cum down her throat which she gulped like a pro. This didn't slow her a bit as she bobbed up and down on my shaft as I fired out another load for her to swallow which she devoured like it was her last drink. She slowly sucked her way to the head which she bathed with her tongue lapping up my last drops of cum. 

"Baby you are the best cocksucker in the world,"

"Why thank you honey."

I took a few minutes to recover and walked into the lake to refresh my body. She put the towels in the boat placing one on the bottom just in front of where I sat, told me to get in and comfortable as she pushed us out on the water and jumped in. Once we were underway again she knelt in front of me and positioned me and her body so she could suck on my balls for the ride home. Between her sucking my balls and stroking my cock I was rock hard as we pulled up to our dock. She tied the boat as I jogged up to the house for the anal lube; when I retuned she was on all fours looking back over her shoulder at me with a wicked smile.

"Listen lover I want you to fuck me in the ass not rape it. Do understand the difference?"

"Yes baby I know how to treat it."

With that I opened the lube pouring a generous amount on her crack and my fingers as I ever so slowly slid a finger past her pucker hole waiting for any objection. No response so I slid another and another as three fingers were now fucking her as and she was cooing like calf. I greased up my cock and placed the head against her now opened ass and slowly slid in as she backed up to my first stroke so I knew I was fine.

"God lover that feels so fucking incredible. Your fat cock in my ass and soon you'll fill it with a load of hot cum!"

"You fucking slut you drive me crazy when you talk like this!"

"Ram that piece of meat hard into my ass. I want to feel used!"

"Ok cunt here we go!"

I started to pump her like my life depended on it as she backed her ass up on each slam driving my cock further into her ass. I know it wouldn't be much longer before I would be filling her ass with my load.

"Oh baby let me know when your ready so you can rub my clit because I'm real close right now."

I reached down between her legs and the juices had started to flow so I found her clit and told her we were going to have corresponding orgasms as I began tweaking her. Man she was a woman possessed bucking like it was her last fuck when the orgasms came as I shot a big heavy load in her ass. She responded by gushing out waves of pussy juice which I caught in my hand and licked off feeding the second one to her which she greedily sucked clean. My dick slid out as she applied a little pucker power to her asshole and I rolled off the dock into the water with her right behind me.

We cleaned up and went to the house for lunch and a little rest. Sitting on the deck enjoying the afternoon I looked over at her resting on the couch watching her huge tits rise and fall with each breath my cock began to stir and become hard again.

"Is that for me?"

"I thought you were sleeping."

"Just resting my eyes dreaming about swallowing another load of cum."

"This fresh air has some kind of erotic effect on you. Doesn't it?" 

"You're the one with the hard on."

She got off the couch and straddled my lap lowering her pussy onto my cock. After all these years it was still incredibly tight.

"What happened to swallowing my cum?"

"I'll clean you with my tongue when we get done. You won't get cheated."

She rode me slowly as I always came quickly when we fucked. We kissed with dueling tongues going down each other throats catching the heat of the moment. 

"I could stay like this for ever." She remarked.

She started a rocking motion making her pussy muscles tighten they're hold on my cock. I felt my balls starting to move around and told her I didn't know how much longer I would last.

She whispered in my ear. "I have a craving for your cum mixed with my juices so go ahead and cum."

That's all it took as my balls tightened and I filled her pussy with a couple of heavy blasts of my cum. When I started to shrink she stood up looked down at me with a sheepish grin, dropped to her knees and licked my cock and balls clean which she took extra time enjoying as when was done I was semi hard again.

"Eat me stud!"

I thought to myself, "what the fuck I'm on a roll" so I pushed her onto the couch and threw her legs over my shoulders and started to suck my cum out while lashing her clit with my tongue. I worked my tongue into her pussy swirling around darting in and out.

"O god lover, I'm cumming!" 

She stared a flow that covered my face with her sweet pussy juice. I had a hard time sucking up her juices using my lips and tongue but I succeeded. All this work had me excited!

"You can't have another hard on. You just fucked me about ten minutes ago!"

"Sorry honey but I'm just getting so turned on."

"Don't be sorry lover. How many 60 year old men can get it up this many times in half a day like you have?"

"I think it's my 50 year old wife that does it."

"Thanks lover, now bring that fat cock over her for me to suck dry again!"



Sunny Day Stormy Night



Shortly after his highly intense match with his former tag team partner Chris Candido at Heatwave '98, Lance Storm is in what barely classifies as a dressing room, packing up his gear to catch a flight to his home of Calgary (Dramatic Pause) Alberta, Canada. Dressed only in a pair of blue jeans, with his shirt, jacket, socks ands sneakers sitting neatly on a pile on the floor, Lance folds his wrestling tights and sets them in his bag. As he zips up his travel bag, the door to his 'dressing room' opens and a very angry Tammy Lynn Sytch enters and slams the door behind her.

"Have you totally lost your mind!" she yells as she slaps Lance right across his handsome as a renaissance sculpture face. Lance raises an eyebrow as a red imprint of the slap forms of his right cheek.

"Tammy, don't push me..." His tone of voice matches the stonewall expression on his face. Tammy puts her hands on her sexy hips and locks eyes with him.

"Push you? You went after Chris ear, knowing full well it could cause serious damage to him!" Tammy yells.

Lance rolls his eyes, "Tammy, Chris signed the contract, he could've chickened out like the piece of garbage he is." Tammy gawks at him for a moment and goes to slap him but Lance blocks the attack and hooks her arm.

"Let me go!" Tammy screams as she tries to pull her arm free from the Calgary Shooter's hold.

"Shut up!" Lance raises his voice slightly, but his tone is still very steady, Tammy stops struggling and quiets down. Lance releases her arm and folds his own arms. "We both know Chris very damn lucky I didn't rip his ear right off his skull."

Tammy bites her lip and then smiles, "What if we make a deal..."

"What type of deal?" Lance asks as Tammy places a hand on his chest.

"You take it easy on Chris at the next two road shows... and I'll...take you on tonight... and those two nights..." Tammy licks her lips and gets a fairly seducing look on her bright and sunny face.

Lance smirks a bit, at least to Tammy it appears to be a smirk. "You're kidding me right..." Lance asks not believing Tammy's intentions.

"Oh I'm very... very... serious..." Tammy stands on her tiptoes and kisses his lips, catching the Canadian superstar by surprises. She lightly bites on his lower lip as she breaks the kiss and a smile creeps on her face. "And I intended to keep my word... you can decide after ward..."

"I intend too..." Lance replies as Tammy steps back to remove her clothing, revealing her hot as a summer day in Tijuana body. Lance eyes immediately begin moving rapidly to scan every inch of the front side of her body. Tammy smiles at him as she unbuttons his jeans, followed by sinking down till she's on her knees. Tammy pulls the zipper down with her teeth and then tugs down his jeans.

Tammy smiles and looks up at Lance, "White briefs with little red maple leafs... how Canadian..." She laughs as she lowers his underwear and then her eyes go wide, "But that must only and truly have been made only in Canada..." Tammy licks her lips and grips Lance's cock and slowly begins pumping it to see how big it becomes.

"You're going to see a difference... I'm not a steroid junkie like Chris is..." Lance comments, but his remark falls on deaf ears as Tammy is enthralled by the size of his shaft. Tammy sees that Lance shaves his pubic hair, and that the area around his crotch and his ball sac is completely hairless She quietly licks her lips and swallows hard as she looks up at him.

"Jesus Christ..." she says before she looks back at his cock and licks the tip of his shaft. Tammy circles her tongue around the head before she begins licking up and down the sides of his cock. Tammy adjusts her grip on his dick so she can angle it upward slightly; she lowers her head and starts flicking her tongue against his balls. Tammy giggles slightly as she feels the hair bumps on his nut-bag with her soft tongue before she proceeds to lick up from his testicles, along the underbelly of his cock, up to the tip, where she parts her lips to take his cock into her mouth. Tammy closes her mouth around his shaft, lightly pressing her lips around his shaft and begins bobbing her head along his dick while also pumping his shaft with her hand. Tammy wiggles his tongue around, tapping it against Lance's pole while releasing it from her hand. Tammy places her hands on his thighs as she starts deep throating his cock. Lance's stone wall demeanor cracks at bit as he begins to moan slightly and even move a hand through Tammy's short blond hair.

"Shit..." Lance quietly mutters as Tammy takes his entire cock into her mouth resulting his her nose being pressed against his crotch. Tammy tightly presses her tongue around his cock as she begins to pull up, dragging her luscious lips against his cock. When Tammy reaches the head of his cock, she makes likes she sucking on a lollipop for a few seconds before she grips his shaft with both hands and pulls his cock out of her heavenly mouth which had a bit of Pop sound as a result. Tammy licks her lips and stands up slowly while moving her hands up Lance's body until she rests them on his chest. Tammy looks out of the corner of her eye and sees a blue metal chair sitting in the corner of the room.

"Lance..." Tammy licks her lips, "How about you have a sit on that little chair over there..."

Lance smiles a bit, "All right..." Lance walks over and sits on the chair..." Tammy slowly and seductively walks over to him. She places both of her hands on his head and moves her fingers against his crew- cut style hair as Lance places his hands on her hips to lift her onto his lap. Tammy smiles as she moves one hand down from his hair, down to the side of his face, his neck, chest and stomach to grip his shaft. Lifting herself up far enough so she can press Lance's cock against the entrance of her pussy. Tammy slowly lowers herself onto his cock, taking the entire length of his shaft inside of her inch by inch. Tammy's mouth hangs open as she gasps in amazement of how big Lance's dick feels inside of her pussy.

"Ohhhh shit...." Tammy moans and tilts her head back as she begins to rock back and forth on his cock. Lance places a hand on his waist, caressing her skin from her waist to her thigh and then back around to her ass while Tammy starts moving up and down on his cock. Tammy wraps one arm around his neck and places a hand behind his head in order to pull his face down between her breasts. Lance licks and sucks on both of her tits, much to Tammy's pleasure as she really starts getting her momentum in the way she's moving on his cock. "Fuck Lance... you're... oh god... fuck me..."

Lance wraps both of his arms around her slightly sweating body and smirks; "You got it..." Lance easily moves himself off the chair while holding Tammy and lays her on the floor with his shaft deeply imbedded in her pussy. He begins pumping his cock in and out of her pussy, and Tammy arches her back to moving her hips to press her cunt against Lance's crotch as his rod swiftly impacts her deeply. Tammy closes her eyes tightly and tries to focus on the timing of how quick and hard his dick is pounding her. With sweat dripping down his face, Lance leans back and pulls his cock halfway out of Tammy's pussy and effortlessly turns her over. Gripping her hips, Lance pulls her up to get her on all fours and to resume fucking her. Tammy bites her lips as she pushes back against him as he drills her.

"Ohhhhh ohhh hell yea..." Tammy moans as she thrashes her head back and forth, sending sweat flying off of her forehead. Lance falls back into his stonewall persona, thrusting hard and sharply into her pussy. Forced to adjust his hold on her body, Lance takes a moment to pull out of her pussy. Lance gets a bit of a devious smile on his face, and doesn't do anything until Tammy looks back over her shoulder at him to see what's wrong. Lance slaps Tammy's right ass cheek fairly hard giving her an idea that her round shapely backside is going to be involved in his next act. Tammy licks her lips and smirks.

"Do it... fuck my ass... stick that cock in me..." Tammy shakes her ass and pushes back to tap Lance's cock with her ass. Lance places his left hand on the upper left side of her ass, takes hold of his cock and roughly inserts it into her asshole. Tammy squeals loudly as her asshole stretches to accommodate the girth and length of Lance's cock. Lance thrusts in and out of ass almost mechanically, with equal precise thrusts that make Tammy jerk ahead each and every time. Lance leans forward and wraps both of his arms around her hot sweat dripping body and begins to stand up. Tammy rises with him but grabs the sides of the metal chair. Tammy clenches her eyes shut as Lance ravages her asshole continuously while now reaching between her legs to fondle her pussy with his fingers. Tammy whimpers and moans as her body starts to quiver towards her impending climax.

"Ahhhhh Ohhhhhh Damn it Yesss!" Tammy screams as she cums on Lance's fingers at the same moment she arches her back in an almost unnatural looking position She looks back at him with a glazed lust filed look in her eyes. "I want your cum... on my face and tits..." Lance pulls his cock out of her ass and once again gets a stonewall expression on his face.

"Come and get it..." Lance says as he motions her to do the same with his fingers. Tammy licks his lips, spins around and sits high up on her knees. Cupping her breasts with her hands, Tammy uses them to sandwich Lance's throbbing prick. Tammy starts to jerk off Lance's cock with her tits before tilting her head downward to lick the head of Lance's dick. Lance breathes in and out slowly trying to control when he's going to unleash his spunk, but only delays the end result for a short time. When he begins to climax, Lance's cum shoots up and into Tammy's mouth but when Tammy closes her mouth, it splatters on her face and drips onto her breasts. Tammy then collects his semen off her breasts with her fingers and sucks them clean. She then smiles up at Lance.

"So... do we have a deal... you take it easy on Chris... and you'll experience really sunny days in return...."

Lance somewhat smiles but then gets a flat look on his face, "We have a deal, but get it right, there will be some really stormy nights..."

Tammy licks her lips and smiles, "I certainly hope so..."

-END-



Sunny Days and Watering



There was a light breeze in the air, as he hung the washing on the line. It was so sunny, it had seemed a waste to not do the towels, and as he had time, he had stuck them in the washer. As was usual though, he was naked. The garden was quite private, only really overlooked where he was now by the back window of next door, but they were at work, so he was safe. He pottered around, pegging washing, enjoying the sun on his back.

Behind the nets, Sarah let out a little sigh. "Oh good boy!" as she watched him, ending to the basket, then stretching as he pegged another towel out. As tall as he was, he never felt the need to drop the prop and lower the line. Sarah admired the way his lean frame stretched and reached every time he hung another towel on the line. His face was hidden by the washing already out there, but she smiled, as she knew she could pick him out in any line up, face or no face!

The sun burnt onto his back as he neared the finish of the washing. It felt so good, and so refreshing to be out here like this, nekkid, just him, and the air. There were only a few more things to hang out, but his bladder was becoming insistent. He looked around, checking. No one in sight (that WOULD have been a surprise!), no sounds from next door. 

As he pegged the next bath towel out, he spread his legs, reached up, and let go, his warm pee splashing the flowers on the raised garden in front of him. The release was so gratifying, almost sexual, as his bladder stopped protesting, and his soft five inches of shaft dripped the last few drops out.

Almost immediately though, it began to harden, enjoying the release, and enjoying the sun.

Sarah was enjoying the show, much as she had for the past five weeks. Short time at work wasn't what she really wanted this year, but the advantages of being at home when obviously the neighbour next door thought she wasn't..well, it had been a revelation! 

She had enjoyed the sight of his tall body, slowly turning a tanned shade, and had been so happy with the sight of him oddly scratching himself, or even better - once - stroking himself openly, and unseen (so he thought!) This had given her the chance for many a happy stroke of her own, and many a satisfying orgasm. She gasped, sitting closer to the window, as she watched the faceless torso and legs behind the wash line. 

Was he?..he bloody well was! He was peeing, on the garden. She was shocked! Not by that, but by the immediate flooding in her fanny as she watched him, full force, dribble, then drip. He only had a few towels more to hang out. 

She ran down the stairs, two at a time, naked, her breasts swinging, till she reached the back door. She hesitated, hand on the knob (oh god, that thought..) and then quietly, but assuredly, opened the door wide, wider, fully open and stepped out. "Hi" she called, watching as his head snapped back. She had to keep him talking, no need or him to bolt out of her way now that she had him! "Been sent home! they gave me the morning off!" she cheerily smiled at him. The fence was the right height for them to be able to see each others heads, maybe shoulders too? but nothing below. 

"Oh, that's, erm, that's nice for you. Nice day for it too!"

"Yeah, I wanted to catch some sun, but didn't know you were here.." She let the sentence trail as she watched the thought dawn on him she would be naked, could already be. Could he see her bare shoulders?.

"Oh, I'm off soon, don't worry about me!" he laughed. 

"I wanted to water the garden, do you think it's a good time?" she asked.

"Umm, bit early, the sun'll be hot. What about later on?" he replied as he bent down -- (probably to pick up the last of the washing in the basket, she thought to herself) So he didn't see or sense her stepping to the fence. As he bent down, she stepped onto the low garden wall in front of the fence, which edged the low border plant bed, and placed her breasts onto the top rail of the fence, all the while admiring his bum cheeks, his balls hanging between, and then his face as he turned, his semi-hard cock swinging, bobbing towards her.

"Sarah!" he called out, stopping as his eyes locked onto her breasts, looked into her smile, watched as her lips parted, and her pink tongue darted out, and heard the splash of water, as if a tap..

She shuddered through an almost mini-orgasm, as she felt his eyes feast on her, she eyed his cock, harder now, more erect, and enjoyed the naughty thrill of peeing - unseen - but obviously peeing in front of her neighbour. 

"Well, I saw you...doing yours" she smiled, and stepped down, daring herself to walk the few paces to the interjoining gate, and her hand fell on the latch. As she heard it 'clunk!' and opened it, she saw him on the other side, smiling.



Sunny Daze



You might say that things hadn't been going well for me.

First off, I had skipped out of a class one day to surprise my girlfriend with flowers, hoping she might be up for a little afternoon sex. She was, but unfortunately, she was having it with someone else, and I walked in on it.

With no way to afford an apartment on my own or any desire to return to dorm life, I moved back into my old room at home after that. I managed to keep up with my classes, but the depression that hit meant something had to give. I lost my job, which further limited my options.

As happened all too often, that muddle of the last few months was running through my head as I walked through the airport parking garage after dropping my parents off. They were going on a cruise, leaving me in charge of my eighteen-year-old sister, since I was on summer break from college.

And that was the next problem.

When I'd left home, Sunny was only fifteen, a little socially backward, and sometimes a nuisance. The very first day I was home, I found out that a lot had changed in the three years since.

As she walked a few feet in front of me through the garage, I caught my eyes straying to the sight of her butt swaying back and forth in a pair of tight shorts. She wasn't fifteen anymore, that's for sure. I'd had ample opportunity to notice that since she'd never grown out of running around the house in her underwear. 

Not that the clothes she'd started wearing covered much more.

I tore my eyes away, thinking that I really needed to get laid. It had been three months since I'd caught my girl riding some other guy, and it was beginning to wear on me. I could try to chalk it up to pent-up cum, but the truth was that my little blonde sister Sunny had more than 'flowered' while I was gone. Not having had the advantage of watching it happen, the reality hit me hard.

We made it to the car a few seconds later, and I clicked the button on my key chain to unlock the door for her. She was waiting for me when I sat down behind the wheel. The sour expression she'd worn since leaving the house vanished.

"You're not really going to keep me on punishment, are you?" she sweetly asked.

"Don't even try it," I said as I put the keys in the ignition. "I promised Mom and Dad."

"Oh, come on. You did it."

"No, actually, I didn't. You were drinking and driving, Sis."

"I was only buzzed."

"How many people with their cars wrapped around telephone poles have said that? The ones who survived any way."

She sat back in the seat and sighed. "Okay, I know it was stupid — but gawd. They grounded me for like the whole summer, took my car and everything."

I chuckled as I put the car in reverse. "It's one month. You're getting off easy. They grounded me for three months the first time they caught me drinking, and I'd walked home."

"Can I at least get on Facebook? I feel like the whole world is passing me by."

"How are you going to get away with that? Mom and Dad are on your friends' list, and they're holding your car hostage."

Sunny's head thumped into the seat and she groaned. I think the reason Mom and Dad had bought us cars when we turned sixteen was for the sole purpose of using them as bludgeons to keep us in line. My sister loved that car, and she wasn't going to risk it.

"Suck it up," I told her. "The month's up when they get home. It's not going to kill you."

"Easy for you to say," she said as she turned on the radio.

I shook my head and concentrated on driving, since we were merging into traffic. A few glances her way revealed that my sister's expression had slipped back into a pout. I'd obviously been right about her trying to butter me up in hopes of some slack in her punishment.

Sunny went up to her room to mope for a while when we got home, so I took advantage of the solitude to watch the baseball game in the living room. It was nice to be able to kick back on the couch with a beer and relax for once.

I heard the top stair creak after an hour or so and glanced that way. I had to swallow hard as my sister bounced down the stairs in a bikini. Bounced doesn't even begin to describe what her perky breasts were doing in that barely-there top. I grabbed my beer and took a long pull as she reached the bottom of the stairs, and focused intently on the television in front of me.

A surprised grunt escaped me when a bottle of sun tan lotion plopped into my lap.

"Put some on my back for me," Sunny said as she stepped right in front of me.

Sitting on the couch, I was staring directly at her ass hanging out of her bikini bottom. The way the cloth hugged the perfect curves of her butt drew my eyes like a magnet. I didn't get to see it long, because she sat down on my knees a moment later.

Fighting an embarrassing rush of blood between my legs, I grabbed the bottle and squirted lotion on her back. That didn't help in the slightest when my brain changed the globs of white on her back into something far less innocent.

Though I was determined to get it done and over as quickly as possible, the feeling of her soft skin as I rubbed in the lotion made me want to linger. I clenched my teeth, wondering what the hell was wrong with me, and finished up by wiping my hands on my shorts.

Those shorts were decidedly tighter than they had been before she came downstairs.

"Thanks," Sunny said as she popped up and turned around. She bent over to grab the bottle of lotion, leaving me staring straight down her top for a few agonizing moments.

I groaned and let my head thump into the cushion behind me as soon as she was out of sight. I could feel my cheeks burning and prayed she hadn't noticed that — or that I'd gotten about half hard.

It was going to be a very long couple of weeks.

****

"Good morning, sleepyhead."

I started awake the next morning to my sister straddling my stomach and grinning at me. Still half asleep, the first thing my brain latched onto was her short nightshirt riding up to reveal just a sliver of pink panties resting against my skin.

"Get off," I grumbled, pushing on her legs.

She giggled and slid backwards. My eyes popped wide open when her butt bumped against my morning erection hidden beneath the sheet, but she swung her knee over me and hopped out of the bed a moment later.

"Come on, get up. I made you breakfast," she said while jerking the sheet.

I caught it just in time to avoid her revealing me in nothing but a pair of briefs.

"Okay. Okay. I'll be up in a minute, Sis. Get out of here."

"Hurry up before the coffee and pancakes get cold."

Sunny had already cleaned her plate by the time I got dressed and headed downstairs. She stood up and poured me a cup of coffee, which she brought over before going back for the pancakes.

"Sucking up isn't going to do any good," I warned her as I picked up my coffee.

"I'm not sucking up."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. I couldn't hold back a satisfied groan as I sipped the coffee.

"Good?" she asked.

"Perfect," I admitted.

She brought over my pancakes and sat them down in front of me. She'd drizzled the syrup and placed the melting butter pats rather artfully on top.

"Enjoy. I'm going to go get dressed."

Thank god, I thought, because her nightshirt had the most eye-catching wrinkles stretching between her breasts.

My sister knew how to cook, and I was starving, so it didn't take long to polish off the pancakes. The shorts and tight t-shirt she'd changed into when she came back in to put the dishes in the dishwasher weren't that much of an improvement over her nightshirt.

"So are you going anywhere today?" she asked.

I lifted my eyebrows. "Why?"

"Just wondered."

"I'm not going anywhere. What are you up to?"

She looked at me and must have determined that I was serious. Then, she fixed me with puppy-dog eyes.

"Can I go to the beach? Just for a little while?"

I shook my head as I stood up. "I already told you that it's not going to do you any good to try to butter me up. I promised Mom and Dad that I'd keep you here and out of trouble."

"I'm not going to get into any trouble."

"Not here, you aren't."

"Fine," she sighed as she walked out of the kitchen. "You're no fun any more."

"Tell you what..." I began, thinking I might have found an out.

Her shoes actually squeaked on the floor when she came to a sudden stop.

"You prove to me that you understand how dumb it was to get in the car after you'd been drinking, and maybe I'll ease up."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

I looked back over my shoulder and said, "That's up to you."

Half expecting another fit of pique, I was pleasantly surprised to see her brow knit in thought instead.

"Think about it," I suggested. "That's really why you're grounded in the first place. You're supposed to be thinking about what you did."

"And you'll let me off punishment?"

"I didn't say that. I said I would ease up."

"Like what?"

"Let you have a friend or two over. Something like that."

She pursed her lips and nodded. "Okay."

"Good. Thanks for breakfast, by the way."

She beamed me a brilliant smile. "You're welcome."

She continued out into the front room, and I hoped she actually would think about it. My best friend had died in a drunk-driving accident when I was sixteen, and it had really shaken me up. That was the reason I'd made the promise to my parents, and why I intended to stick to it.

Once again finding my eyes drifting to her too-sexy behind as she walked away, I silently cursed myself. As little as I wanted to admit it, my sister was hot, and I couldn't help but notice. Even after she passed out of sight, I was still thinking about how good she looked.

A distraction was in order, and I had just the first-person shooter to provide it waiting in my room.

****

The house was quiet at about one in the morning. The day had gone a lot easier for me once Sunny left for her shift at work for the local supermarket. I knew she wasn't terribly happy about driving Mom's minivan there, but at least she hadn't complained about it this time.

I went out for a while, but ended up coming home when there was little to nothing going on. All the money I had was from selling off some of my old video games, and I had more important things to do with it than waste gas desperately seeking something to do.

With about eight beers in me, I was feeling mellow when I shut out the light and lay back in bed. The moon reflecting off the pool was creating wave patterns of light on the ceiling, making me wish I had a joint to go with my beer. My brain simply refused to shut down. It was like white noise of thought with no real coherent direction, and it was keeping me awake.

I jolted out of a half-doze with a momentary, panicky feeling of falling, and snorted in frustration. Stubbornly closing my eyes, I tried again once my heart stopped pounding.

I thought I had imagined it at first, but then I heard it again. I knew it was my sister's voice, but hearing it through the wall our rooms shared was positive confirmation. What I'd heard was a faint whimper, and it repeated again shortly after I realized what it was.

I wondered if she was having a nightmare, and briefly considered going to check up on her. The whimpers kept coming, sometimes joined by other, less discernable sounds. I tried to block them out and go to sleep, but it wasn't working.

The sounds slowly grew more frequent, and I started wide awake when I finally realized what they were.

My sister was masturbating just on the other side of the wall.

There was no stopping it. I instantly saw an image of her lying on her bed in my mind's eye. Her legs were parted and her fingers flashed over her pussy. She writhed and twitched in time with the moans and whimpers I could suddenly hear with near-perfect clarity.

My briefs tightened as I swelled to rock-hardness. My cock was virtually screaming at me for attention, and it was impossible to ignore. Giving in to the inevitable, I pushed my underwear down.

I stroked fast — the vision of her so real behind my closed eyes. I imagined her squeezing her perfect breasts and pinching the nipples that I'd seen poking at her tops so often since coming home. There was no need to imagine her sounds of pleasure growing louder, because they were very real.

Nearing the point of no-return, I heard the loudest sound yet filter through the wall. The long, sharp cry could only be my sister exploding into orgasm, and I was right behind her.

Over and over again, cum surged up my shaft and erupted to spatter on my chest and stomach. In my thoughts, Sunny was frozen with her back arched high and two fingers buried to the hilt in her little pink pussy.

Though I'd kept all but a choked-off grunt from escaping me as I came, I couldn't hold back a desperate gasp as the last spurt ended, replaced by oozing trickles that dribbled down onto my fingers.

I lay covered in cum with my cock clenched in my fist for quite some time.

****

"Are you mad at me?"

I winced at the sound of Sunny's voice emerging from the doorway, glad that I was facing away from her. Thoroughly ashamed by what I'd done the night before, I'd avoided her all day long.

"No. Why would I be mad at you?"

I was surprised that I managed to say it without stuttering or my voice cracking.

"I don't know. You act like you are."

"I'm just not in a good mood," I mumbled, still afraid to face her.

"Can I come in?"

I shrugged, keeping my eyes fixed on the computer and the mouse moving, though I had no real idea what I was doing.

Sunny sat down on the bed where I could see her in my peripheral vision. After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I've been thinking — like you told me to," she said in a soft voice.

"That's good."

She sat quietly for a few seconds, and then the words started spilling out of her. "It didn't make much sense to me at first. I mean, I know it was wrong and stupid, but... I just didn't get what you wanted me to say. Then I was walking to the bathroom and saw that picture of you and Wes in that big collage Mom framed."

When I heard her sniffle, I turned to look and realized that she'd been crying.

"It hit me like a hammer or something. The only time I've ever seen you cry since you were little was at the funeral. It made me think about Sam and Wendy being in the car with me and... and..."

Tears started streaming down her face, and I got up to sit down next to her. She buried her face in my shoulder and cried. I wrapped my arms around her and stroked her hair as she sobbed, until she leaned back with a shuddering sigh.

"I'm s-sorry," she said while looking into my eyes.

"It's okay," I said, and then wiped away a tear meandering down her cheek.

"I didn't think about who else I could have hurt, or how you and Mom and Dad would have felt, or anything. I'm so stupid."

I shook my head. "You're not stupid. You just made a mistake, and I think you get that now."

She nodded and sniffled.

"Feel better?"

She gave me a weak smile. "Sort of." Then she wiped her eyes and said, "God, I must look ugly."

"You're not even remotely ugly," I said before I could think better of it.

Her smile widened. "Thanks. I think I'm going to go lay down and take a nap."

It was only then that I realized I was still holding her. I unwrapped my arms from around her and nodded toward the door.

"Thank you, Greg," she said, and then leaned in to kiss my cheek before getting up from the bed.

I could feel the touch of her lips long after she left.

****

The emotional episode actually helped me deal with the physical attraction that had taken hold of me. When she woke up, I asked her if she wanted to call some friends to come over, since she'd fulfilled her part of the bargain.

She suggested racing me in Mario Kart instead.

We ended up playing video games for hours in a struggle to one-up each other. She even ordered a pizza so we wouldn't have to quit to make something to eat. We were both yawning by the time we put down the controllers and shut the console off. It was easily the best day I'd had in months.

Once she got out of the shower, I took my turn, even though I could have gone to Mom and Dad's bathroom at any time. I had just rinsed the shampoo out of my hair when I heard the door open.

"Sunny, what are you doing?" I asked as I dropped my hands between my legs to cover me, even though the shower curtain probably did the trick.

"I've got to tinkle," she said as she rushed past.

"So go to Mom and Dad's bathroom," I protested.

"Can't wait."

I stood there stunned with the water rushing down on me as I heard the tinkle. Though I couldn't really see more than a hazy silhouette through the curtain, my imagination once again took over. She was sitting there with her panties around her ankles, not a foot away from me, stark naked in the shower.

Even her sigh of relief sounded vaguely sexual to me.

Thankfully, we have good pipes, so when she flushed the toilet, I didn't get hit with a lava-hot burst. I couldn't help watching when she pulled up her panties as she stood. I couldn't see much else, but she was wearing dark colored panties, so they stood out against her fair skin and light-colored nightshirt in the cloudy image of the room.

"Okay, now get out of here," I said.

Sunny laughed as she walked past, and I relaxed as I heard the bathroom door open.

She fooled me. I cried out in alarm when she jerked the shower curtain back a few inches and exclaimed, "Boo!"

"Sunny!" I yelled after her as she ran giggling from the room, leaving the door wide open.

She'd retreated to her room and closed the door, so I let it go. After checking my mail and Facebook, I hit the bed, but I couldn't sleep.

I knew exactly what the problem was this time. Even though my ears were warm, I was also about half hard as I lay there staring at the dancing reflections on the ceiling. Half of me wanted to stay awake until the wee hours to see if there would be a repeat of the previous night, while the other half was busy scolding me for thinking about it.

I heard the very first moan this time.

I sighed as my cock rapidly stiffened to the sweet melody of my sister's voice. She didn't seem to be holding back as much, which meant that it was all the clearer, and even more difficult to resist the temptation. I struggled with the lust boiling up in me for a few seconds, but it was a foregone conclusion.

The truth was that I'd known that, because I'd left a shirt within easy reach on the nightstand. Even if she hadn't played with herself that night, I knew I was going to, and I really didn't want to deal with such a messy cleanup afterwards. I slipped my erection into the tail of the shirt and wrapped my hand around it.

Taking it easy, I stroked my cock with the cloth, listening to her moan and letting my imagination run free. When I heard her building toward a crescendo, I picked up the pace. The cloth rasped over my cock, building the wicked itch in the tip. When I heard her come, I erupted just as hard as I had the night before.

This time, the fantasy ended with my cum spattering all over her beautiful body, and there was a smile on my face.

****

"So, do you want to call some friends, or would you rather get whooped at Mario Kart some more?" I asked after Sunny got home from her early shift at work the next day. I cracked open a beer and took a long drink.

"There's something else I'd rather do."

"What's that? Nothing too crazy."

She put her hands behind her and swayed back in forth in a positively stunning — and obviously false — display of innocence. She then nodded toward my beer and asked, "Can I have one of those?"

I coughed as my second drink tried to go down the wrong pipe. "Are you serious?" I sputtered. "That's what you got in trouble for in the first place."




Sunny Daze



She shook her head. "No, I got in trouble for driving. You know Mom and Dad were letting me drink here at the house."

After struggling with trying to keep me from drinking, they'd decided to try a different approach with my sister — acceptance that it was going to happen, but only allowing it on their terms.

"Were is the operative word there. Think you blew that."

"Come on. Please? My boss was being such a bitch today. I just want to..." She trailed off and let out a frustrated growl. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here with you so you can keep me out of trouble."

I crumbled under the pressure of her batting her eyelashes at me. "I... Okay, but only a few, only today, and if you tell Mom and Dad, I'll kill you."

She let out a whoop of excitement and bounded off to the kitchen. A minute later, she plopped down on the couch next to me and popped open the can. The moan she let out after the first drink sent chills up and down my spine.

"Oh, that's so good. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

I laughed and shook my head. "So, do you want to watch a movie or something?"

"Cool. I'll pick."

It was a romantic comedy, and something I never would have watched on my own, but I had to admit that it was good. We both had four beers while it was running, and on top of the three I'd drunk before she returned home, I was feeling pretty good as the credits rolled.

Sunny sighed. "Wasn't that so sweet?"

I rolled my eyes and let out a snort. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Pretty sad that fake people have a better love life than me, though."

I could certainly identify with that.

"You'll find someone eventually," I said.

"I doubt it."

"Oh, come on. You're pretty and fun to hang out with. Guys must be hanging all over you."

"You think I'm pretty?"

I swear I could feel an invisible hand slapping hard into my forehead when I realized what I'd just said. Damn beer.

"Yeah, you're pretty," I answered as casually as I could.

My eyes shot wide open when she cupped her breasts.

"My boobs aren't too small?"

"Sunny!" I gasped.

"I'm serious. I'm afraid to ask anyone else. You're a guy. Are they big enough?"

"I really don't think I should be talking about your..." I caught myself just before I blurted out tits. "About that."

"I knew it. They are," she said as she slumped back on the couch.

"Sis..."

"If they weren't, you'd say so."

I may as well have stepped into a bear trap. "They're not too small."

She stared me down, looking for any signs in my face that I was lying. "You mean it?"

"Yes, I mean it. Now, can we talk about something else?"

"Okay," she said with a sly grin and mischief in her voice. She then turned, pulled one knee up on the couch, thrust her ass out toward me, and wiggled it.

"How about my butt then? Is it too big?"

"Damn it," I said as I mustered up enough willpower to turn away from the incredibly sexy display.

She giggled and sat back down. "I was only teasing. I like my butt."

"Good for you." I stood up and said, "I need another beer after that."

Sunny shook her head and blew out a whistling breath. "I don't know if I do or not."

"I don't think you do," I answered as I walked away.

It took me a couple of minutes to talk down the chubby that conversation had given me. My sister obviously had no idea how sexy she really was. She made every girl I'd ever gone out with pale in comparison. I cracked open my beer and returned to the front room to see her stand up.

"Let's go get in the pool. You're as white as a ghost from staying inside all the time. You need some sun."

I knew that was a bad idea. "Don't really feel like it."

"Come on. Either you come swim with me, or I'm going to talk about my boobs some more. I've been thinking about getting my nipples pierced."

Holy fuck.

"Alright already. Stop." I waved a hand in front of my face.

Sunny ran up the stairs amidst a peal of silvery laughter.

My own walk up to my room was far more sedate — after I chugged the whole beer. I changed into my swim trunks and found my sister waiting impatiently outside my door when I opened it. She flashed me a smile so brilliant that it even managed to distract me from her skimpy bikini, and then she bounded down the stairs.

I was so caught up in worrying about being around her half naked that I was oblivious to her on the diving board when I stepped out of the sliding door. As soon as I closed it and turned around, I had just enough time to see her hit the water in a can-opener before the splash washed over me.

I stood there dripping and scowling as she laughed at me. Then I growled and jogged toward the diving board to return the favor. Sunny squealed as she swam away — but not quickly enough. I hit the water in a cannonball right next to her.

We exchanged splashes, and then she climbed out onto the edge just long enough to launch toward me in her own cannonball. She was close enough that I could feel the suction of her going down, and the splash hit me with the force of a slap. I caught her square in the face with a double-handed splash as soon as she surfaced.

The war went on for several minutes after that, with battles won and lost for both of us. It was ridiculous and childish, but it was fun. It also wasn't dangerous. I wasn't thinking about her in that bikini when I was busy planning a splash or dodging one of hers.

We both ended up coughing and sputtering at the same time from perfectly aimed, simultaneous splashes.

"Okay, I give," she declared.

I agreed, "Yeah. Draw."

"Hey, could you watch me dive and tell me what I'm doing wrong?"

I'd been on the swim team in high school, so she knew I had some experience with that. "I can try. I'm not exactly a coach."

"Yeah, but you're good. Wait right here."

A little of the trepidation I'd felt before coming out to the pool returned as she climbed up and walked toward the diving board. She looked incredible, and the flowing gait of her walk was mesmerizing. She climbed the diving board with rivulets of water still streaming down her body.

"Ready?"

I nodded, not really trusting my voice.

It took every ounce of concentration I had to pay attention to the form of her dive rather than the form of her body when she bounced on the end of the diving board. I didn't see a thing wrong, and she cut into the water like a knife.

My brow furrowed as she swam under the water toward me. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what she thought she was doing wrong.

She burst up from the water right in front of me, flipping her hair to get it out of her face, and that's when it hit me.

Sunny's top was floating in the water a few feet behind her.

Her nipples were smooth little buttons, standing out erect from exposure to the cool water. They and her areolae had just the faintest blush of pink, barely discernable from the rest of the firm, perky globes. Her breasts were perfect teardrops — a little more than a handful — and easily the most beautiful I'd ever seen in my life.

I have no idea how long I stared at them in aroused wonder, but it was long enough. By the time I snapped my gaze to her face in preparation to say something, she was wearing a surprised, but joyful smile. I never managed a word, because before I knew it, she'd wrapped her arms around me and pressed her lips to mine.

I froze at first, in complete disbelief at what was happening. Her stiff nipples were poking into my chest, and she was kissing me with a passion that left me reeling. Caught in her spell, my lips softened and my hands slipped to her back.

Sunny moaned as our lips parted, but she continued to hold me close. I was torn somewhere between panic and a desire to pull her even closer.

"You do think I'm pretty," she whispered as she smiled at me.

I blinked as reality washed over me. "Sunny, we can't do this."

"Why?" She leaned in closer and nuzzled her nose against mine.

"I'm your brother. You're my sister," I protested, but it didn't sound anywhere near as convincing as it had in my head.

"And I love you. Do you love me?"

"Yes, but—"

"Then love me."

There was no resisting her kiss. My tongue slipped out to find hers waiting, and they danced over each other in a sweet caress. One of my hands roamed downher back, and the other moved up to cup her cheek. Far before I was ready for it to end, she unwrapped her arms from around me and took a step back.

I could just see the shadow of the curls on her mound beneath the water when she pushed her bikini bottom down and wriggled out of it. Without another word, she waded through the shallow water a few steps, and then paused to look back over her shoulder at me.

The water lapped at my sister's heart-shaped bottom as she smiled at me and fixed me with a sensual gaze. She continued on toward the ladder, and I found myself following.

She may as well have been towing me along on puppet strings for all the control I had. Both dripping on the hardwood floors, we walked through the house and into her bedroom. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the scent of her perfume that lingered in her cluttered abode. When she lay down across the bed, I drank in the sight of her completely nude body for a moment, and then leaned over her to seek out her lips.

I groaned into the kiss when her hand reached between my legs, and she gasped a moment later. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes far wider as she explored the bulge in my swim trunks with her fingers.

"I want to see you," she said as she curled her fingers around my erection and squeezed.

Sunny sat up as I stood and dropped my trunks to my ankles. She reached out to run her fingertips over my naked cock as soon as it popped free. I grunted from the sensation, and then our eyes met when she squeezed the throbbing organ.

"I knew you were my big brother, but wow."

I had just enough time to feel what little blood wasn't fueling my erection rush into my cheeks before she leaned in and lapped the swollen tip.

I rested one hand on the back of her head and stroked her wet blonde hair, sucking in a broken gasp as her tongue washed over me. She slipped off the bed with only the briefest interruption of her labors to kneel in front of me. I looked down, breathing heavily, and she parted her lips.

I throbbed hard against her tongue as my sister took me into her hot mouth. When my eyes opened again, I saw that the hand not wrapped around the root of my cock was between her legs.

"God, Sis," I groaned as her lips slid up and down about half my length.

She responded with a moan that added a whole new dimension to the pleasure.

I didn't have the presence of mind to consider how she'd attained the skill she was demonstrating, because she was doing it too well for that. I never felt the slightest scrape of her teeth as her head bobbed up and down.

Her tongue undulated along the thick ridge as she took me in, and then tickled my glans when she pulled back to the tip. Her hand stroked my shaft with just the right grip and speed. A hot itch spread through my cock and I grunted in unbelievable pleasure.

Feeling my seed surging up, I gasped out, "Gonna come,"

Sunny pulled back to the tip, sucking hard and flicking her tongue over the rim. She moaned, "Mmm hmm. Mmm Hmm," while looking up at me and stroking her hand fast over my saliva-slick shaft.

I erupted with a falsetto cry while looking down into my sister's beautiful blue eyes.

She continued to slowly stroke me as I spurted hard into her mouth. I grunted with every panted breath, the sound deepening each time another surge of cum shot up. She sucked and swallowed, not missing a drop, and released me with a wet pop just as I grew too sensitive to handle any more.

Her hands guiding me, I turned on wobbling knees and collapsed onto the bed on my back. Sunny crawled into the bed, licking her lips and stroking my leg as I twitched from the aftereffects. She lay down next to me and let out a chuckling moan.

"I've been dreaming about that for so long," she said in a languid voice.

"Really?" I managed to say as I tried to catch my breath.

"Uh huh. When you came back home and I saw the way you looked at me..." She shivered. "It's been all I could think about."

"The way I looked at you?"

"I saw. You tried to hide it, but I saw."

My brain in a post-orgasmic fog, I didn't think about what I was saying. "I couldn't help it. You are so beautiful. So sexy."

"So are you. I've been playing with myself constantly." She sat up a little and asked, "Did you hear me?"

I chuckled, realizing she had been putting on a show for me. "Yeah."

"And did you..?"

I gasped when she traced her fingertips over my softening cock, and then answered, "Yeah."

She let out a long moan. "I knew you were. It made me come so hard. God, I'm so wet."

With that, she sat up and moved to the head of the bed. Despite the lethargy from my orgasm, I sat up and watched her part her legs wide.

Her pussy was pale pink, with just the slightest crinkles to her folds. She traced a finger over her nether lips and shuddered as I watched, leaving the digit glistening with her juices.

That was more than enough to wake me up and spur me into action.

"Oh yes. Please," she pleaded as I rolled over and scooted between her legs.

I filled my lungs with the scent of her arousal. It was intoxicating, and caused my sensitive cock to twitch. I teased her for a moment by running my fingers through the soft blonde curls on her mound, prompting her to slip a hand to the back of my head and tug.

She let out a squeal when my tongue tickled her folds.

After that first taste of my sister's sweet pussy, I dived in with the gusto of a starving man. She hadn't been exaggerating about how wet she was. I lapped for her bittersweet nectar, feeling her writhe beneath me.

"Oh, just like that. Oh yes," she whimpered.

I paused just long enough to say, "You taste so good."

"Yes. Lick my pussy. Make me come. I need it so bad."

I sucked one of her pink petals between my lips — a growl rumbling in my throat as I teased it with my tongue. When I let it slip free, I homed in on her clit.

Sunny cried out and her fingers tightened in my hair. Much like my fantasies about her as we masturbated on opposite sides of the wall, she was squeezing her breasts while I lapped her.

Eager to make her come, I slipped two fingers between the parting of her lips and into her hot canal. Her walls squeezed tight as I curled them upward to the spongy spot behind her mound.

The moment I touched her g-spot, she let out a sharp, surprised-sounding cry and thrust her pussy up against my lips. Tickling the sensitive spot with my fingertips, I doubled down with my tongue.

"Yes. Right there. Don't stop."

The words tumbled breathlessly from her lips as I alternated between fast flicks of my tongue on her clit and rolling it beneath the hood with strong licks. Her sounds of pleasure grew louder, and her squirming beneath me more pronounced.

"Yes. Oh yes. Faster. Oh my god. I'm... Oh, I'm gonna... I... I..."

I heard just a fraction of a second's worth of her shriek as she came, and then her thighs clamped down on my ears. I latched onto her clit, sucking hard, and kept my fingers moving inside her. I was grinning as I rode out the storm of her bucking hips. 

I didn't let up one iota when her legs released me and she pushed on my head with a trembling hand. Less than a minute later, her fingers fisted into my hair, pulling at the roots, and a second orgasm gripped her before the first had even faded.

When her breathing grew labored and the lurches of her climaxing body were reduced to twitches, I gave her hood a final kiss and sat up. Her face and chest were flushed red, and she was gasping for breath. I caressed her quivering legs while licking her juices from my lips.

Sunny's eyes eventually fluttered open, and she chuckled as a grin spread across her face. "Oh my god, you are so good. I don't think I've ever come that hard."

I lay down next to her and indulged a desire that had hit me from the moment I saw her bare breasts for the first time. They were just as firm beneath my fingers as they looked. She moaned from my touch and wriggled, encouraging me.

A squeaky whimper escaped her when I sucked her right nipple between my lips. Back and forth I went, never leaving either of the buds unattended for long. To my surprise, I felt my cock beginning to swell. It usually took a little longer for that to happen.

She noticed it not long after her hand crept between my legs. As soon as her fingers brushed my cock, it surged to life. Soon enough, I was hard as a steel bar in her hand.

"I want you. I need you inside me."

That made me throb hard.

The look on her face spoke of excitement with just a touch of worry as I moved between her legs. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly as she watched me settle into position and push down on my cock. I rubbed the tip up and down the parting of her lips, and she whimpered from the sensation. Once I was slippery with her juices, I pushed inside.

A long, weepy-sounding cry escaped her as I stretched my sister's tight little pussy. Her back arched up from the mattress and she pinched her nipples as I slowly slid inside her. I groaned when my balls settled against her, and my eyes pinched closed. I throbbed in her hot, wet embrace — her walls rhythmically contracting around me.

"Oh my god. So big," she whimpered.

"You feel so good, Sis."

"Oh yeah. So good."

There was no way I could have held back if I wanted to. I withdrew until the ridge below the head slipped from her canal, and buried my cock again, a little faster this time. She yelped when I hit bottom and moaned when I rocked my hips back. Her right hand glided down her body from her breast to her clit and traced circles over it.

"Fuck me," she begged.

I growled and tightened my grip on her satiny-smooth thighs. My next thrust drove into her and made a clap as our bodies collided. Her tits jiggled from the shockwave traveling up her body, and she yelped.

After that, I lost control. The sight of her tight young body being rocked by my thrusts drove me to pound her with everything I had. Her head lashed on the pillow, causing strands of her still damp hair to stick to her face. I growled like an animal, driving her ass into the mattress with the power of my thrusts. The bedsprings squeaked. The headboard thumped against the wall. All the while, my sister was screaming in ecstasy.

I must have been desensitized from blowing my load in her mouth not long before — not that it detracted in the slightest from how incredible she felt. Long after I would have normally had to stop or surrender to the inevitable, I was still going strong.

Sunny's face was once again flushed bright red, and the fingers not flashing between her legs were curled into claws in the bedclothes. I felt her muscles tightening and saw her eyes shoot wide open.

Two thrusts later, she came with a loud wail.

I didn't think it was possible, but her pussy clamped down even tighter around me as she thrashed in orgasm. My cock slipped out of her at the back of a stroke, slinging drops of her wetness that spattered on both of us. I leaned over her, pushing her legs back toward her chest, and homed straight in on her without even looking. She loosed an ear-piercing scream as my cock dove back into her depths.

As I slammed repeatedly into my sister's climaxing pussy, I finally felt heat swelling in the head of my cock. She just kept coming, trapped in an endless cycle of sweet agony as electric tingles built in my tight balls. I let out a roar that lasted for around a dozen hard, fast strokes, and then buried my cock balls-deep inside her.




Sunny Daze



I managed to suck in just enough air to growl as I filled my sister's pussy full of cum.

"Y-yes. Oh yes," she squealed when she felt me erupt inside her, and then drew in a ragged gasp as another wave of orgasm gripped her.

My hips moved in spastic jerks as I came. I'm sure the sounds I was making would have been embarrassing if I had enough presence of mind to notice them. My cock continued to pulse long after I ran out of cum to give her, which kept her pleasure spiking as well.

What little coherent thought I had left escaped me, and I barely remember collapsing next to her on the bed.

I must have dozed off, because I started when Sunny kissed me and giggled. I opened my eyes, and the first thing I noticed was my sister hovering over me — still naked — with her damp hair sticking out every which direction.

As I sat up at her urging, I saw that the bed was a mess. The covers were knotted up and hanging off the edge. They and the fitted sheet were both damp with water from the pool and puddles of our mingled cum.

My sister latched onto my arm and snuggled up against me. She moaned and said, "I thought you were going to make me pass out from coming so hard."

I chuckled and let my head thump back into the headboard. "That was fucking incredible."

She dragged out the words with a coquettish lilt as she agreed, "Uhhh huhhh."

We sat quietly on her disheveled bed for a few minutes, and shared a few kisses. I was beginning to think about the implications of what we'd done, no matter how hard I tried not to.

"You need to find a new job," she said out of the blue before leaning in to suckle my earlobe.

I gave a confused shake of my head. "Huh?"

"I said, you need to find a new job. I'm not paying all the bills when I come to college this fall — roomie."

She kissed me hard, and the thought of coming home to her every day after class chased my darker musings away.

"And you were right."

"About what?"

She suddenly hopped up to straddle my lap and laughed. As her hot body swayed back and forth in front of me, she answered, "I think I'm going to survive being grounded just fine."

I couldn't have agreed with her more.

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Sunny Loves it in Her Ass



I always address my lady friends by their first names and refer to them the same way but there is one whose real name I don't even know. When I was introduced to her shortly after her divorce, our mutual friend told me that everybody calls her Sunny and that is the only name I have ever heard or used.

I don't know why she is called that; I suspect part of the reason is the short blonde hair that frames her pretty, smiling face. That smiling face is probably the main reason, though, because she makes everybody around her feel good. Every time I have seen her she has been smiling, even the first time. From what I later heard, her ex-husband, who seems to be a world class asshole, had put her through a real nightmare, even causing her to question her own womanhood, but she was still smiling when we met. The mutual friend discreetly left; a few hours later Sunny was smiling even more radiantly and she has never had any questions about her sexuality or desirability since then.

I certainly never have either. Our last session of making love together was a few days ago when she called me on the telephone. "Hi, George," she started the conversation. "Can you come over this afternoon? I want to show you something."

"Sure, Sunny. Always glad to see you anyhow."

We chatted briefly after that and ended by agreeing on a time but the most important part of the conversation was her asking me to come over and my saying I would. I knew she wanted me to come over to make love and she knew I knew but Sunny is too shy, even toward me, to come out and say what she wants. Now that I know her reasonably well, it seems like an endearing and charming characteristic, but somebody who didn't know her might think of it as irritating.

At the agreed time, I rang her doorbell. Knowing what Sunny likes, I had made sure to bring Aquaglide and condoms. She must have been waiting by the door because, almost immediately, she called out "Who is it?"

"Hi, Sunny. It's George." There was a rattling noise as Sunny unlocked the door. When I entered, she closed and double-locked it behind me.

"Hi, George. I'm glad you could come over." We hugged, as friends do, and I kissed her on the cheek she turned to me. 

"I saw this article in the newspaper and I thought you would be interested. It's down the hall here." 

I took off my shoes and socks and followed Sunny, who was already barefoot, to her bedroom, where I noticed the bed was freshly made with clean sheets only, the way I do when I am expecting a visit from a lady friend. A section of that day's newspaper, folded to display an article about possible markets for aspiring free-lance writers, was on the dresser. I had already seen it in my own copy of the paper and had dismissed it as of interest only to someone who was not yet established. 

As I stood next to the bed, she handed me the newspaper and stood in front of me. "This is really interesting, Sunny, and I appreciate your showing it to me. Can I take it with me? It looks like there are a lot of good tips in here."

"Sure." Sunny had her usual big smile on her pretty face and she was holding her hands in front of herself, just under her lovely breasts. I knew that was my cue and I took it. After I put the newspaper back on the dresser, I reached my arms out to hug her; she moved closer and raised her face to me.

This time she didn't turn her cheek when I kissed her and for the second kiss, both our mouths were open. With the third kiss, our tongues met and became re-acquainted. She reached out to hug me around the waist and, still in our double embrace, we lay down on the bed. With our mouths locked together our hands were busy, she unbuttoning my shirt and I doing the same for her blouse. I finished first and she slipped her arm out of one sleeve so I could brush the garment off her shoulder.

Even if I had any question about Sunny's reason for asking me to come over, which I didn't, it would have been answered by the fact that she was not wearing a bra under the blouse. I cupped my hand under her nearest large, shapely breast and bent down and kissed her delightful pink nipple. "Just a minute," she said.

Sunny sat up and finished taking off her blouse and my shirt. She lay down on her back, her head resting on one of the many pillows on her bed, and I resumed kissing her face, moving from her open mouth to her eyes and ears and down her throat. She knew where my lips were heading, of course, and cupped her breasts in her hands to offer them to me. 

It was an offer I had no wish to refuse. I licked one nipple a few strokes and then the other. When my mouth returned to the first one it was already erect and I delighted in the feel of the hard little ridges against my tongue. Back and forth between the succulent globes I moved, caressing their nipples with broad strokes of my tongue, hearing Sunny cooing her pleasure and feeling her squirm on the bed under me.

I opened my mouth wide and drew one of her luscious globes into my mouth. My lips formed a seal and I sucked while my tongue continued to fondle her nipple and areola. Sunny's movements on the bed became stronger, thrusting her breast up to my mouth, because I was doing something she really likes. When I transferred my attentions to the second of the succulent twins, she twisted her body again to give me complete access.

Besides the movements of her upper body, I could see her crotch squirming but I couldn't smell any juices through the blue jeans she was wearing. While continuing to suck and lick her breasts, I reached down a hand to unfasten the waistband of her pants and unzip the fly. When they were open, I could smell the delightful fragrance of her pussy juices and I knew the time had arrived to kiss and lick my way down her body to pay homage to the source of the marvelous aroma.

Sunny has a delightfully womanly figure, with a soft, rounded belly, and smooth skin that felt exquisitely soft on my lips. When my mouth reached the waistband of her jeans, I stopped and hooked my thumbs into it. She raised her ass from the bed and I pushed the pants down around her thighs, being careful not to remove her panties, because we both prefer to have me strip them from her separately. I smiled when I saw the big wet spot in the crotch.

"Sunny, you are the greatest smelling woman in the world." She smiled when she heard that because she was wearing no artificial scent at all. The only thing I could smell was her delectable natural perfume, which is far more pleasing to me, and to most men, than anything made by the finest perfumers in the world. 

"Well, George, is that all you're going to do, just smell me?" she asked.

Obviously, it wasn't, and I answered by getting off the bed and pulling her jeans all the way off. She was wearing just her panties and the crotch was so wet that I could see her pussy lips through the fabric. I knelt between her legs, hooked my fingers in the waistband and waited for Sunny to lift her ass off the bed so I could remove her last garment. Once they were pulled down around her hips, she raised her legs high, holding them together, allowing me to pull the panties off and toss them on the floor. When she lowered her legs, she separated them and let me duck under so they ended up draped over my shoulders. 

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I leaned forward to gaze on her truly beautiful pussy. Her skin is the color of ivory and the blonde hair, that she trims so it just covers her outer lips, is feathery soft. Her inner pussy lips are usually a baby pink but just then, they were so swollen from her arousal that they were colored a dark rose and had pushed their way through her slit. Sunny's clit, at the upper end of those inner lips, was equally swollen, and had almost crowded its way out from under its protective hood. Gently, I reached my fingers in and spread her labia until I saw her precious love hole, still another shade of pink, and shiny from the juices that were bubbling up from inside and trickling down her crotch. 

Besides being beautiful, Sunny's pussy had a truly delightful aroma. She had jokingly asked if all I was going to do was to smell her, and, of course, I wanted to do much more. If all I were allowed to do was smell her, however, I would consider it to be time well and pleasurably spent. Although the aroma was delectable, the taste of the fresh juices covering the pussy in front of me was even better, as I proved when I licked them off her thighs, crotch and wherever else they had collected. Sunny murmured with pleasure as she felt my tongue caressing her sensitive flesh, and the sound was a joy to my ears.

Eating the wonderful pussy that was in front of me was truly a treat for all my senses but the greatest pleasure of all was the way she felt to my mouth. Starting with the incredibly soft and smooth skin below her pink love hole and licking upward on her first pair of pussy lips felt as good as anything I have ever done. Slowly, to make the joy last for both of us, I caressed upward on her inner and outer labia until I reached the point where her inner lips merge to form her clit hood. I continued upward from there until I was at her mons, when I stopped and looked up at Sunny's sweet face. 

She was smiling, of course; her eyes were blissfully closed and her head was rolling from side to side on her pillow. I felt good in every way about how this sweet and lovely woman was getting so much enjoyment from what I was doing. As much pleasure as I derive from eating a marvelous pussy like Sunny's, I get almost as much from knowing how great it feels to her. 

After my tongue had sluiced her fresh juices into my mouth, I treated the other pair of labia the same way except that I stopped when I reached the junction of the inner lips. Her murmuring had turned to moaning from the intense pleasure and her pussy was fucking up into my face. Gently, my tongue stroked her clit hood and then, with the utmost delicacy, curled underneath to fondle the sweetest of sweet spots that was partially sheltering there. 

"Yes! Yes! Lick me there, George. You know what I want. Make me cum!" I knew what she wanted allright, and I wanted it too, but I wanted it to build up a little more first.

Peeling my lips back from my mouth, I probed into the edges of Sunny's dripping pink hole, relishing the juices that squirted out. Starting at the bottom, I licked there, followed by one side and then the other. After I had explored all around, I pressed my mouth as tightly against the hole as I could, and thrust my tongue inside. Rapidly flicking it up and down, I tickled the upper edge, indirectly stimulating her clit.

"Oooo! Oooo! Yes! That feels so good. Don't stop!" Sunny urged me.

I had to stop and draw back to breathe, but over and over I repeated my actions, until Sunny's hips were swiveling under my face thrusting her legs out and back over my shoulders. She was ready to cum, I knew, and I probed my tongue briefly into the small area between her love button and the adorable hole I had just been penetrating. 

Her clit was so engorged that the protective hood had been almost completely pushed out of the way.  I used my fingers to move away what little remained, and drew her precious clit into my mouth and sucked on it. My lips formed a seal at the base and, as I sucked, my tongue caressed the sides and top.

"Ah! Ah! Suck my clit!" Sunny encouraged me, as if I needed encouragement. "Yes!" she abruptly cried. I'm cumming!" Her legs squeezed my head. Over and over she jammed her pussy into my face as her body thrashed on the bed. My arms stayed tightly around her thighs; my mouth remained clamped on her clit and I continued the sucking and licking.

"Yes!" she blurted out as her back arched, ramming her pussy harder than ever against my mouth. Sunny had climaxed, I could tell, and all her muscles relaxed as she sagged back onto the bed. Her legs released my head but remained draped over my shoulders. Avidly, I licked all the delicious fresh juices from her pussy, before crawling out from under her.

Knowing what we both wanted to do, I took a condom out of my pants pocket and removed the plastic cover, setting the latex ring by the foot of the bed. Next, I set the Aquaglide on the dresser and went to the bathroom where a washcloth had been draped on the sink where I would see it. After soaking the cloth with warm water and wringing it out I wiped off my face and brought it back to the bedroom. Sunny was still lying contentedly on her back but, when she saw me returning, and what I was carrying, she grinned lewdly, and got to her hands and knees. Before doing anything else, I removed my pants and underwear so I was as naked as the sweet woman who was waiting for me.

When I got back onto the bed behind her, Sunny leaned forward, pressing her face against her pillow, and reached back to spread her ass cheeks, showing off her adorable pink rosebud. I knew she had cleaned herself carefully just before I arrived because that is her nature, but I still used the wet cloth to wipe off her ass cleft. We both get an enormous amount of pleasure from what we were about to do and neither of us wanted anything spoiling it for us. 

Sunny kept her hands high on her ass and my tongue started caressing her there, actually licking her fingertips. Slowly, my tongue meandered its way down the inside of one of her soft, creamy cheeks, skirting the area where I felt the puckering begin. Her hands continued separating the tops of her cheeks but I pulled them apart at the bottoms. Knowing what was going to happen next, Sunny burrowed her face into her pillow and arched her back so I could most easily reach all the places she wanted me to lick. 

All around her crotch, the small area between the two holes where Sunny derives so much pleasure, my tongue caressed her, even eliciting a trickle of fresh pussy juice. I devoured this delicious dividend and continued licking, while her ass was squirming in front of my face.

"That feels soooo good, George. Keep licking me."

It felt good to me too, licking Sunny there in that sensitive place but we both knew even better things awaited us. After my tongue had made slow, sweet love to the whole area, I licked back up the other ass cheek, just as erotically soft and smooth as its neighbor, until I was once again even with her fingertips. Sunny and I both immensely enjoy it when I lick all over her ass the way I was doing. She knew where my tongue was going next, and she was cooing happily, her face still pressed into her pillow and her back still arched for me. 

Applying more pressure on my tongue, I slowly licked downward until I felt the puckering begin again. Moving even more slowly with my hands still holding apart the lower parts of her cheeks, my tongue lovingly fondled Sunny until I had completed a circle around her tight pink rosebud that is the center of so much of her pleasure. She was moaning blissfully and eagerly pressed her ass back against my face to give me the best access possible to her favorite place to be licked, which was where she knew I was going next. Using broad strokes, I did what she wanted, and what I wanted too. Up and down and back and forth across, over and over, my tongue happily caressed her adorable rosebud, spending as much time there as Sunny wanted, until she decided it was time for us to move on to the next phase of our love-making.

"I really love that. I love what you do with your tongue, but more than anything, I like your cock in my ass."

I smiled because I feel the same way. I got off the bed to go to the dresser and, when I returned, I inserted the neck of the tube of Aquaglide into her ass and squeezed in a good dollop. Sunny murmured happily when she felt the lubricant oozing inside her. Her murmuring was louder and even happier when she felt my finger go deep inside her, fucking in and out and rotating until the Aquaglide was coated evenly where it would be needed. I even made sure to spread enough all around the area where I had just been licking.

With Sunny's ass ready, I prepared myself next, rolling the condom onto my cock and covering it with the lubricant, especially the tip that would be wedged into her. "Okay, Sunny. All set," I told her.

She arched her back and her hands returned to her cheeks to spread them, presenting her ass to me again. I inserted the tips of my index fingers into her precious rosebud and pried it open. Holding the small opening with the fingers of one hand, I guided my cock with the other until the tip was pressed against the tight hole. With one firm thrust, I slid the head of my cock into Sunny's ass, eliciting a moan from the pleasure she was already feeling. I moved my fingers all around my cock head to be sure there was no loose skin or anything else that would interfere with the ecstasy we would soon be giving each other. There were no problems so I gave another push and almost an inch of my hard shaft was buried inside Sunny where we both wanted it. 

"Oooo, George, that feels so good. You know how much I love it." I did know and, if I didn't, I could have told from the way her ass was squirming in front of me, as if begging for much more.

"Not any more than I do," I responded. Before putting in more of my cock, I wiped the Aquaglide from my fingers and put my hands on Sunny's hips for leverage. Gently, I eased another inch into her ass. Her increased movements and louder moans encouraged me to continue.

I could tell that the Aquaglide had almost entirely liquefied so I slowly drew back until just the head of my cock remained inside, paused for a second and plunged it back into Sunny's ass, deeper than it had been. 

"Ahhhh, yes! Give it to me!" 

I gave it to her, just the way I knew she wanted it, slowly backing out of her, then driving back in, deeper with every thrust. Every time Sunny felt my cock surging into her ass, she moaned from the intense joy it gave her, as it spread her tight opening and stretched the walls of her rectum. The pleasure she was getting was so great, she started rocking back to meet me. My hands on her hips guided her, but otherwise I let Sunny move as she wanted. My thrusts into her and her pushes back to me continued until we could both feel my thighs pressed against her cheeks and the fingers that were still holding them open.

With my cock as far in her as it could get, Sunny let go of her ass and rested her face on her forearms. "Just stay there and let me fuck myself on your cock." That is her favorite way to fuck with her ass so I happily agreed, leaving my hands on her hips to steady her if she needed it. 

Slowly pushing back from her hands and forearms, Sunny started to envelop my cock with her ass.  Just as she was almost fully impaled, I thrust forward imbedding myself to the maximum, both of us hearing and feeling my thighs splatting against her soft ass cheeks. The extreme pleasure elicited whimpers of joy from Sunny and we repeated the combined stroke over and over. 

Every time my cock plunged into her ass, I felt her cheeks against my legs and I felt my balls brush against her dripping pussy. She was so wet the juices were running down her legs and after a few more long, deep strokes, I could feel them dripping off me and running down my legs too. Sunny has described how her level of pleasure builds up when we make love as we were then. She compares it to a mountain that starts to rise on a plain, and the longer I eat her pussy or we fuck, the higher the mountain grows. When it reaches a certain height, an avalanche of ecstasy ensues and she cums. She had enjoyed one avalanche that day already, from me eating her pussy, and I knew she was getting close to another one.

I was approaching a state of ecstasy myself and my moans were expressing just how incredible it was. Besides the great beauty of Sunny's ass, it is one of the best places my cock has ever been. The passageway was slick enough for the entire shaft to glide in easily but tight enough for its entire length to be squeezed perfectly. Pure bliss rocketed through my body every time my cock was engulfed by her incredible tunnel of pleasure. I knew I was getting close to my climax but I wanted to hold back as long as I could because I knew Sunny was almost ready to cum.




Sunny Summer Sex on Show



There is nothing like sharing the kitchen and it's duties with another person, especially if that person is a hunky American with the tendency to pinch my bottom as he walks past. 

"Right, I've finished those sandwiches." He smiles, reaching out a hand and fondling my naked bottom under the edge of my long, white T-shirt. 

"Excellent, I do believe that's everything then;" I look up at the clock. "time I was getting dressed."

Mike pulls an overly sad face, "Aww, do you gotta?" He whines, his American drawl pronounced.

"Yes, I gotta." I mimic his intonation and pinch his cheek in jest. He reaches round me, and grabs a buttock in each hand, he presses his lips down on mine with so much passionate pressure it makes me gasp for air when our lips finally part. 

"I still gotta." I smile, "But now I wish I could stay here all night with you." 

"We can have some fun at the party still." he says, hands casually resting on my waist as he leans in close to my ear. "Just make sure you wear a skirt and no panties and we'll have lots of fun."

"Promise?" I ask, my heart thudding, my cheeks flushed.

"Promise." he smiles down at me, his light eyes shining with sexy secrets. 

"Good." I kiss his cheek and run off up the stairs. Does he know how much he's just turned me on? The idea of possibly, maybe having sex at a party, amongst virtual friends (they're not strangers, I've been speaking to them online for what seems like forever) excites me immensely. 

Getting dressed is not a long drawn out process, I had chosen my dress days before as I planned for this UK meet of erotically minded people. It's simple red cotton, buttons up the front, the bottom two left loose so that as I walk and when I sit you can glimpse my long lithe legs through the slit. The top is v-necked and sinks low enough to reveal ample amounts of my creamy cleavage. It is beautifully shaped to make the most of my curves, pulled in at the waist to show off my hips and my breasts. Simply sexy.

"Just like me." I chuckle out loud as I slip my feet into matching red low-heeled shoes. 

"What did you say?" Mike pops his head round my open door, and I jump a little. 

"Oh I was talking to myself. Are you ready then?" He walks over towards me.

"I am." he replies, "I challenge any man alive to see you in that dress and to not be ready." 

His eyes roam my body, and I twirl for him, giggling. 

"Charmer." I smile as I end up in his arms. 

"Charming." he retaliates and slips his hands up under my skirt, where they stroke over my naked flesh "Very charming!" 

I grin up at him, a blush flushing my face.

"And you can add cute to that list too." he adds, his eyes gazing into mine as his hand trails over my hip and his fingers then slip down through my springy pubic hair and between my damp folds. "And hot, very hot."

I bury my head in his shoulder, coyly appreciating the comments of such a sexy guy. I let his fingers explore my folds as I breath in his citrus spiced aftershave and enjoy the feel of his cotton blue shirt under my cheek as his finger coaxes and strokes my clit to arousal. He steps away from my body but instead of walking away as I expect he plucks at my dress, pulling open the buttons and sinks to his knees, peeling open the dress sides and looking me straight in the pussy.

"No knickers, good."

His fingers prise me open and the tip of his tongue flicks maddeningly slowly over my clit.

"Oh fuck, We've not got time for this... " I groan. 

"There is always time for this." he smiles up at me as his tongue laps over my clit. I close my eyes and stop worrying, letting my body wallow in the ecstasy coursing through it's veins. His hands slip down my thighs and then, with just a gentle push, I topple backwards and thud down onto the bed. I giggle and then gasp as Mikes hands run up my thighs. His face is there, between my thighs and his tongue is probing between my lips, seeking out my clit. He drives me to scream his name as he artfully flicks it over and over sending bolts of joy through me, my whole body vibrating with sexual tension. 

His tongue slips between my lips and sinks into my tight, juicy hole, flicking back and forward. I squirm as I moan and pant, I feel as if I'm spinning out of control and when his strong tongue once again sets to flicking across my clit with a hard rhythm I totally loose it. Thrashing and grasping the duvet in my hands I cum, long and hard with a yell that surprises me with its loud intensity. Just as I lie panting, my mobile rings.

"That was Paul, they're all over at the pub, they'll be at the club in an hour. Fuck, we better get going."

I fasten up my dress and we rush out, my pussy still throbbing. 

"They'll be here soon!" I flap the teat towel in my hand as I panic.

"Calm down." Mike grabs the tray and places it neatly in the only gap left on the packed table. "DJ is set up, food is out, bar is open. Everything is fine. Breathe Jane, Breathe."

I let out a shuddering breath. 

"Sorry, I get a bit erm, yeah. Sorry." I snuggle into his chest, being there makes everything seem right, his protective arms around me shielding me from the stresses and strains of playing hostess. Of course there is a deeper worry in my mind, but Andy wouldn't dare turn up now would he? Not after nigh on raping me in the club last night. Last night, I feel like it was so much further back in time than that, the ecstasy of being (in every sense of the word,) with Mike has left the horror of Andy's forced kisses and caresses in the back of my mind, just a distant, unpleasant memory. 

"I'll look after you." He whispers into my hair, his cheek resting on top of my head. "Don't worry." he must have sensed the unease in the tightness of my hug, and I squeeze momentarily harder.

"Thanks." I reply. "I know you will." 

"So this is what she's been up to all day," the booming voice of Rose, echoes across the musty smelling hall, "snuggling with the sexy American." 

I turn towards her voice, Mike's arms still lightly holding me. 

"Can you blame me?" I ask, watching her deep brown eyes looking up and down my man in appraisal. 

"Not at all" she replies, a seductive pout turning into a broad grin and an echo of laughter leads into greetings and hugs and the start of a party. 

It's going well, people are mingling, dancing and eating my lovingly prepared food. I haven't been able to spend as much time with Mike as I'd like. I've been mingling, letting people know I'm ok and generally fielding questions about what Mike and I have been up to all day. My pussy throbs distractingly every time someone asks and I can feel my juices coating my thighs, ready for Mike, whenever we next get to fuck. 

A camera flash goes off somewhere in the corner and suddenly I remember that I left my camera in the car. I really want to take some photo's of the proceedings so I excuse myself from the dancing bevy of sexy ladies and head outside, across the road and to my battered but cute automobile. The American word jumps to mind unbidden and makes me smile, Mike must be rubbing off on me, mmmm what a delightful mental image. 

I click open the door and lean in, open the glove box and fish around from my camera. Damning the trend for smaller and smaller technology I stretch further in, scrabbling round for the palm sized square. It finally falls under my fingers and I leap in surprise as fingers pinch into my stretched buttocks. I stumble off the pavement and bang my knees on the edge of the passenger seat as I land.

"You do look delicious on your knees." 

I stiffen as the familiar voice oozes through the air to my ears, it isn't the tempting, teasing voice of my American lover but the harsh, spittle filled notes of Andy's repugnant voice. 

"I'd ask if you're pleased to see me," he laughs harshly "but I doubt you can see me from there. Can you feel me though?" his hand runs over my buttock and I edge forward on my knees, shuddering in fear and anger. "Don't move, don't scream or I will do more than scratch you with my nails." 

I feel a tear drip down my cheek. Why the fuck did I come out here alone? Mike doesn't even know I'm not in the building. I feel my skirt being inched up my legs and I shudder, my skin aching to be away from his fingers, my flesh sparking painfully as the skirt edge tickles past the bottom edge of my buttocks. 

"Get the fuck away from my woman." Mike's voice carries over the narrow back street, his shoes clicking and echoing on the tarmac as he strides towards the car. "Fuck off you pervert and leave her alone."

"Why? What are you going to do about it?" Andy sneers,

Mike doesn't utter a word but I hear scuffling behind me and my skirt is dropped. I hear the dull thud of a fist hitting flesh and the low "oomph" off air escaping from a mans lungs. I back out of the car, stand up and push the door shut. Turning round I bump into a familiar strong chest. 

Mikes arms wrap around me and claim my lips for a soft, loving kiss. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, thanks. Again!" I smile sheepishly.

"You're welcome, but what were you doing out here all on your own?" He crinkles his brows sternly, but his eyes are still smiling, 

"I just didn't think. I was only coming to get my camera. How did you find me?" 

"I wondered where you were. I happened to ask Rose and she said you were just going out to the car, so I ran down to check you were ok."

"Thank God." I kiss him again, my lips press hard against his and I hold him close, grasping him to me as I pour out my gratitude in a long, lingering kiss. 

Mike's hands run down over my back, comforting and at the same time arousing me. His kiss is fiercely passionate, I can feel his heart thudding hard against my chest, the adrenalin still flowing through him. I want him. My mind is completely consumed by his body, his heat and the hesitant bump pressing into my pelvis. I run a hand over his chest, plucking at his sensitive nipples through his cotton shirt. He growls into my mouth and breaks away, kissing down my neck, biting and nipping as he goes.

"Oh God, Mike." I groan as he nibbles and sucks on my neck, I feel as if my body melts and I lean harder against him, my legs only just holding me up. One hand cups my breast then slips between us and pops open a couple of the buttons on my dress. His fingers grip the weight of my breast through the lacy material of my bra, roughly he pulls the cup down and grasps and squeezes my breast, rubbing his thumb over my taut nipple. 

"Mike, someone might see us. He might see us."

"Let the sad pervert watch. Let him see that you're mine. Don't deny it Jane, this is turning you on and baby, I don't think I can stop." 

He pulls back from me, grasping both sides of my dress in his hands. Tugging sharply the buttons fall from their fastened positions and expose my naked pussy to the cool late evening air. 

His body is pushed against me again, his lips claim mine and his fingers slip down into my hot wet slit. 

"Fuck, you are turned on." he hisses as he kisses over my cheeks, my chin, my neck, any area of flesh his lips fall on. "Good God you're a hot piece of ass." he croons, his hands going round to cup my buttocks. I lock one leg around him and he slips a hand under my thigh to hold me up. I feel my wet exposed cunt rub up and down the heavy cotton of his trousers, feeling his cock trying to break through and fuck me.

"Mike..." 

The words won't drop from my mouth, but I want to feel him inside of me now. He's right, being out here, being so exposed is arousing me.

His body is pushed against me again, his lips claim mine and his fingers slip down into my hot wet slit. I groan and grind my hips against him, forcing his fingers deep inside of me. The hint of danger, the possibility of someone watching, even of my attacker watching drives me to dizzying heights of arousal.

I hear Mike fumbling with the zip of his trousers, his fingers slipping from my hungering pussy. I reach a hand down and help him snap open the button and free himself from the confines of his black trousers and boxers. I look down between our bodies and groan as his hard cock springs into sight. 

I watch him as he runs it up and down my wet slit, then I cannot take the pleasure anymore and have to close my eyes, throwing my head back as he forces his cock into my willing, waiting pussy. We both moan as he slips in till our stomachs touch and he is fully embedded inside me. 

Gripping my thigh he begins to push and pull himself in and out of me. I feel so slutty being fucked like this, my naked breast poking out from my bra, my dress hanging off my shoulders and exposing my flesh to the air and to the view of anyone looking. Being fucked by a virtually fully dressed guy makes me feel even more deliciously dirty.

"Jane, you're so hot." his teeth nibble on my neck, he bites down as he fucks me and I cry out, angling my pelvis so he can get more of him inside of me. My hands run down through his hair and scratch at his shoulders. I feel him building and I slip a hand between us. I feel my clit, hot hard and wet with my juices and I rub it up and down frantically as the passion builds. 

"Yes, cum for me." he growls as his hips buck with greater passion, as he pulls my leg closer around his waist the extra bump sets off the alarm in my clit, it rings and vibrates like an old fashioned alarm clock as I scream out and dig my nails deeper into his shoulders and back. He slams inside of me and bites down on my shoulder, the harsh pain making me grind against him once more, hitting my sensitised clit and sending a rush of hot pleasure through my whole body. 

He pulls away from me after kissing my cheek and fastens his pants. I hurriedly paw my breast back inside my bra and attempt to fasten up my dress buttons with shaking fingers. Mike comes close to help me and I smile at him, kissing his lips.

"Lets get back to the party, they'll wonder where we've been."

Walking into the room a catcall goes up and hands clap loudly, we wonder what the excitement is about but the shouts of "bravo!" "good show!" and "encore!" Make us wonder. Rose comes over to us and pulls us over to a large window at the side of the dance floor. Looking out of it you can see my car and the wall behind it. 

They had seen us fucking. 

I flush bright red but the embarrassment is tinged with excitement and pride. Mike speaks up,

"We're glad you enjoyed the show, you perverts!"

And the room echoes with laughter.



Sunny Surprise



She loved days like this. Bright sunshine with a little breeze. It felt like heaven on her skin. After a week of crazy clients, phones ringing off the hook & the next big crisis to handle, this is exactly what she needed. To spend a little time in the sun with a good book, some great tunes & something to cool off with. She gathered her book, a radio, her cell phone & a glass of tea & headed outside. Her bare shoulders rejoiced in the warm rays. It felt so good. She put everything on the little table beside the lounge. Turned the radio on to her favorite XM station & started adjusting the back of the lounge for the right angle to the sun.

As she was adjusting the back of the lounge she noticed her next door neighbor Judy & her eighteen year old son Donnie out doing yard work. With no privacy fence between them it wasn't hard to see & hear everything that was going on. 

"How are you Di?" Judy asked from her side of the fence. She was a pleasant woman with a great smile. If you had an image of what the typical mom would be, it would be Judy. 

"I'm doing great, thanks for asking. How are you as she walked towards the fence so they wouldn't be yelling across the yard at each other.

"I'm just fine thanks. I'm about to go up on the deck & enjoy some sun. It's a beautiful day" 

"That it is." Di said as she watched Judy climb the stairs to her deck. "Enjoy."

"Hi Miss Di." He said.

She almost jumped. She hadn't seen Donnie come up to the side of her on his side of the fence. They were standing less than four feet apart. As she turned to return the greeting she noticed that he was staring at her breasts. 

She had her favorite top on. It was a sheer black peasant tube top, gathered around the bodice. She knew he could see her dark nipples though the top. She felt a shiver of excitement at the thought.

"Afternoon Donnie." As she spoke, his eyes lifted from her chest to her face. She expected him to lower his head & blush when she caught him staring. Instead he looked directly into her eyes & smiled. She was pleasantly surprised by the boldness of his spirit. He reminded her of herself at that age. She found her nipples getting harder. 

Donnie was a lanky teenager. All arms & legs & they seemed to get tied up occasionally. But he had an open smile & a contagious laugh. He would be a handsome man one day.

He looked down at her rising nipples & smiled. "I better get back to work before mom rips me a new one.'

"See ya later Donnie." She said as she walked back to her patio.

Since she wanted her tits to have the best sunlight she pulled the end of the lounge toward Judy & Donnie up & settled in.

She read for a while. Good story but between the warmth of the sun & eyes moving back & forth on the page, she was getting sleepy.

She could hear Judy & Donnie still outside but she thought she would take a chance. She checked for signs of life in the house in front of her. With none to be found, she pulled her tube top down to expose her double d's to the sun. It felt delicious.

To add to her excitement, she had recently been given a set of nipple rings with chains in between. Having them on kept her nipples perpetually hard. She loved them.

She knew that if Donnie happened to look up at when he was at the right angle he would see her laying there almost topless. Knowing that turned her on.

She laid there for a while. Lost in the sensations. She decided this was too good not to share & snapped a picture of her tit with her cell phone. She then sent it off to a couple men to tease. She loved knowing she had the power to make men squirm. She smiled at the thought . She closed her eyes again, drifting off to sleep.

She felt him there, standing. You know that sense you have when you know you are being watched? She decided not to let him know she was awake to see what he would do.

It had aroused her from dreams of a slow sensual fuck. She was so wet she could smell it. If she could smell it, so could he. She really needed a touch.

Donnie gathered his thoughts. Since he had spotted the slightest hint of her tits in the sun he has had a hard on that wouldn't quit. Thank God his mom had an appointment to go to. The thought of trying to explain it to his mom sent shivers up his spine.

He moved closer to her. He had to touch them. They looked so beautiful, glistening with sweat, draped in chains. He had never seen anything so hot.

He stood there for a moment. Not wanting to make a sound to wake her. He took a deep breath & reached for a chain. As he tugged just a little, he noticed both nipples move & start getting harder. "God she has perfect nipples." he thought. So big. He got down on his knees next to the lounge, getting ever closer to those lovely nipples that seemed to be calling his name. Taking another deep breath, he licked his lips & slipped them down around his waiting target.

She moaned. She couldn't believe he was actually sucking on her tit. God it felt good. But she didn't want him to stop so she still kept on pretending she was sleeping. Hmmm..he was sucking on it like a hungry child. Harder, so hard that it seemed to have a direct connection to her clit. 

"Oh my god I'm going to cum!!!" she screamed in her head. She was breathing hard. This boy knew exactly what he was doing.

"Don't stop! Please don't stop!" 

He pulled on the other nipple, squeezing harder as he sucked all of her tit into his mouth creating a suction. Perfect tits.

"I've got to cum on them." he thought. With that he stood back up & unzipped his shorts, freeing his cock that was so hard that it was throbbing. It wouldn't take long.

His cock was covered in pre-cum making stroking very easy. He grabbed hard, wishing it was her mouth around it but settling for looking at those luscious tits. Harder he stroked, staring at them.

"Oh fuck' escaped his lips as he erupted in a long stream of cum that covered her tits, neck & up on her lips.

She didn't move.

Just as he was about to lick his cum off from her he heard his mother open the back door.

"Donnie?" she called

He put his spent cock back in his shorts, zipped up & took off to the side of his house. He hopped the fence & walked up to his mom.

"Yeah Mom." he answered.

"You look hot honey, why don't you come on in & cool off." Judy told her son.

He smiled. "Thanks Mom, I think I will." he answered as he walked inside. He wondered what his neighbor was going to do when she woke up covered in his cum.

She licked the cum off her lips & fingers as she smiled. She headed to the shower wondering what else this boy knows. 



Sunny, The Final Chapter



My series of stories featuring Sunny have been well-received by readers, judging from the feedback I have received. She was one of the truly unforgettable women in my life and a gifted fellatrix. Ironically, I doubt seriously that she understands that. I invite all readers to read this final Sunny story, vote on it and provide commentary on it or any of my other stories.

My relationship with Sunny ended one day in the mid 80's when it became apparent to me that she had taken a life path that I could not condone or support. Then, awhile later, we had a reunion of sorts.

I had left the police department and was working for a builder selling condos and townhouses in a small country town ten miles or so from where I had been a cop. This tiny town had a huge history dating back to pre-revolutionary war days. The housing industry was booming and I was on the cusp of earning a ton of money, which was a pleasant change of pace after years of eking by on a cop's salary.

Sunny and I stayed in touch but it was difficult getting to see her due to our conflicting schedules and the fact that she was no longer just up the street from where I was working. Sure, we'd meet for coffee occasionally, which always meant I would get a great blow job in the car. But, it wasn't the same as it had been.

There was one time I will always remember. Sunny had called me and told me she was calling in sick so she was available to see me. I had a one o'clock appointment and another at four, so I told her to meet me in the A&P parking lot at two. Sunny was always late so I figured I had until 2:15 to get there. When I showed up just before then, she wasn't there. I parked in a remote corner of the lot and waited. Around 2:25 I see Sunny in her little hatchback coming around the corner. She pulled in next to me, got out and hopped into the passenger seat in my car. Sunny had cut her natural blonde hair since the last time I saw her. But her blue eyes still sparkled. We hugged and kissed. It had been a few weeks since I had seen her. As always, Sunny was grinning from ear-to-ear. The early October chill forced her to wear skin tight jeans over which she wore a flannel, button down men's shirt. Sunny could have worn a frumpy housecoat and still look sexy as hell.

"How much time do we have?" she asked.

"About an hour" was my answer.

"Good, let's find a place with a little less traffic."

"How about a walk in the woods?"

"Perfect, let's go."

I put the car in gear and drove out of the lot, heading for a little used dirt road that I knew of that took us up to a back section of my builder's property. This area would eventually be developed but that would be years later. Right now, it was pretty much like it had been for 200 years-the heavily wooded home of hundreds of white tail deer and other critters, large and small. I pulled my car into a clearing and we got out. Sunny and I walked hand-in-hand into the woods, enjoying the crisp air and brilliant sunlight of this perfect fall day. 

The temperature that day was in the low 40's when I left my house. Now, in mid-afternoon, it was in the low 70's. Sunny declared that she was hot and began taking her shirt off. By the time she had unbuttoned the third button it was apparent that she was wearing no bra. She undid the rest of the buttons and tore off the shirt, sticking her tits practically in my face.

"Look, I'm wearing your favorite bra!" That always meant, no bra.

I never could resist Sunny or her impetuous, sexy ways. I took two steps back to take in the beauty of this young girl's breasts. They were truly stunning in every sense of the word; a solid D-cup with silver dollar sized nipples. Not a hint of sag anywhere. She posed sensuously as I gaped at her with appreciation. She hung her shirt on a tree branch and reached out for me. I held her to me, feeling the plump boobs that were, at the same time, both firm and soft. I bent down to lick her nipples and to feel them hardening in my mouth. My cock had gotten hard before I parked the car.

Sunny began walking again, leaving her shirt behind; knowing that no one else would be in these woods. We walked with our arms around each other, me continually trying to cop a feel as we walked. After perhaps a quarter mile, we found ourselves in a natural clearing. On the edge was a felled tree. This tree appeared to have been a victim of a recent lightning strike as it still had green leaves on it and it had no moss or rot like a tree that had been horizontal for many years would have.

"That's exactly what I have been looking for," Sunny exclaimed.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Come with me and you'll see."

We walked over to the tree and Sunny immediately sat down on it. She beckoned me to her. With her legs apart, Sunny reached out and grabbed my belt, pulling me close. Now, I got it. She giggled as she undid my belt, unbutton my pants and, in one motion, pulled them and my boxers down to my ankles. She looked directly at my cock, already dripping with pre-cum.

"Well, I'm glad to see you, too. So glad, in fact, that I am now about to make you feel very good."

Sunny took my cock in hand and devoured it. 

Sunny's lips and tongue on my dick nearly hypnotized me with pleasure. I couldn't think. All I could do was feel. I felt her tongue swirling on the underside of my cock. She knew all the right buttons to push. She had done it many times before. But with Sunny, sex never got old. It was always gut wrenching, spine tingling and fresh. 

She took my cock out of her mouth and slid it in between her humongous tits, holding it in there with pressure from her hands on either side. My wet cock slid up and down between her boobs as she stood and sat repeatedly on the fallen tree. I closed my eyes, enjoying every touch from her as my orgasm built slowly in my balls. I am getting a hard on just remembering this.

Sunny brought me to the edge several times with this incredible tit-fucking. But, in the end, she resumed her seated position and went back to sucking my cock.

"I hope you have a big load for me. I want it all, in my mouth." What can I say? The girl loved cum. 

I looked down, watching her lips glide over my cock while she looked at me with a gleam in her eye. When I looked at her, Sunny increased the pace and the pressure on my swollen cock. No human male could hold out much longer and I was no exception. I could feel her tongue sliding over my sweet spot. She knew she had me. It was just a matter of seconds.

I shot gobs of cum into Sunny's mouth as my orgasm tore through me. It was glorious. She never flinched; she never slowed the pace of her sucking. She gently massaged my balls as though to coax out more cum. When I was done, she took her mouth from my cock and licked my balls, holding my dick in her small hand. She knew my cock would be sensitive for a few seconds after an orgasm like that, so she simply held it at the base. When the sensitivity subsided she gave it a few final strokes, producing another drop or two of cum, which fell onto one of her boobs. She giggled and rubbed it into her skin.

"How was that?"

"Are you kidding, it was fantastic. My knees are still weak."

Sunny gave my cock her traditional good-bye kiss before reaching down to grab my pants. She began to pull them up for me and I finished the job, securing my belt. Sunny reached out and hugged my middle, kissing my cock through my pants. Nice touch.

It was now 3:30 and I had just a half hour to make my appointment on time. Sunny stood up and we walked back to where her shirt was hanging. She grabbed it but didn't bother putting it on. We walked back to the car with arms around each other. When Sunny got in the car, she put the shirt on, without bothering to button it. My car was a large one-a Cadillac-and I lay her down in the front seat, nibbling on her nipples and playing with her boobs a bit before I had to go.

On the ride back to the A&P, Sunny told me she had begun seeing someone. 

"That doesn't mean we have to stop seeing each other," she told me. But I knew it would impact our ability to do so. We got back to the car and Sunny told me she'd call me soon. I never thought she would, but I was wrong.

Sunny called me with increasing frequency. It turned out her boyfriend was a bit of a bad boy who wanted to keep Sunny on a leash while he played around. He had other issues like drinking, drugs and unemployment. He wasn't exactly the catch Sunny thought him to be. So, she called me when she wanted to feel normal again. I was always happy to oblige. 

On a couple of occasions, Sunny posed for me. Twenty years later I still have pictures of her sucking my cock and posing provocatively. My dick still gets hard looking at them. I still love you Sunny!!

One afternoon, Sunny called and told me she was going to be in the neighborhood and was hoping to see me. I suggested we have lunch. We met at the restaurant and spent a pleasant hour talking about people we both knew and what was going on in the old hometown. Sunny was her usual animated self. Time spent with Sunny never resulted in solving any of the world's problems, but it sure was a pleasant respite from the serious side of life. Sunny had a way of giving you a two hour vacation from life that one couldn't help but enjoy.

As I was saying goodbye to her at the car, Sunny asked if I had a place we could use for a few minutes.

"I always like to make sure I take care of you."

"And, I always love it when you do. Follow me and we'll try to find a place.

Our builder had a new section that was opening up and the first building was 95% complete. I had the keys to the construction locks. This particular section sold out before we could even build models. But, when a cancellation took place, we were able to take prospective purchasers to the first building to give them an idea of what we were building. Sunny and I drove up to the building together and went into the small first floor unit. My cock was throbbing in anticipation of what Sunny had in mind.

This condo was a one bedroom unit with one bath. Not being a model home, it was completely empty of any furniture. Fortunately, there was one seat in the house-the toilet. Sunny sat down.

"Take it out! I can't wait to see it."

I unzipped and took my cock out. It was already three quarters hard.

Sunny grinned and took it in her hand, stroking it gently.

"I just love your cock," she exclaimed. I was blushing but anxious for her to suck me. 

Sunny licked off a couple of drops of pre-cum, then took my dick in her mouth with gusto and began sucking it. Sunny rarely used her hands when blowing me. She never needed to. Her tongue was more than enough to get me off and she used it with enthusiasm.

I was just about to shoot my load when I heard a key in the lock of the condo. In one lightening-like stroke I took my dick from Sunny's mouth and put it back in my pants as my sales partner, Blake Irish, walked in the door with a couple of clients. Blake had been on the police department with me and quickly sized up the situation. Of course, he knew Sunny, but he seemed somehow surprised to see her here with me. However, he figured out what was going on and quickly made an excuse with his customers to leave this unit and take a look at another. As soon as the door closed, Sunny and I burst out laughing.

"Well, wasn't that embarrassing?" I said.

Sunny walked back to the bathroom and sat down.

"Well, are you coming back," she admonished me.

I walked in and took out my cock again. It was completely deflated after being caught in the act.

"Oooh, I'm going to love this. I love the feeling of a soft cock getting hard in my mouth."

With that, she took my sad little dick in her warm wet mouth and transformed it into the formidable weapon she had become accustomed to. It only took her a couple of minutes to get me to the moment of blast off. Sunny had a way of knowing the exact moment I was going to cum. She looked up at me with a smile in her eyes while her lips took me to the promised land. I exploded in her mouth. As always, she swallowed every drop. And, as had become customary, she licked off those final drops which she milked out of me after my orgasm.

Kissing my cock good bye, Sunny stood up as I zipped myself up and tucked myself in.

We said goodbye in the parking lot again, not knowing that this would be very nearly the last time we would ever be together. 

Several months went by before I heard from Sunny again. Then, I was sitting in my office and the phone rang. It was Sunny, but a different Sunny. There was an edge in her voice that I had never heard before.

"I need to see you today. Can you lend me a couple of hundred bucks? I'll suck your cock for you, just the way you like it."

I was doing pretty well financially at the time, so the $200 was no problem. I agreed to meet her in the A&P parking lot in an hour. This time, Sunny was there waiting for me. When I pulled up, she got out of her car and jumped into mine. It was the dead of winter, so she was bundled up in a down coat. She looked terrible. Her eyes were glassy, her hair was a mess. But most of all, the Sunny smile wasn't there.

"I've missed you terribly," she said. "Did you bring the money?" I handed her four fifty dollar bills. All this in the first thirty seconds.

"Thank you, thank you. I knew I could count on you. I'm in a jam and you just saved my life." I took most of that to be hyperbole.

We never kissed or hugged as we always did when we saw each other.

"Go ahead, take your cock out. I intend to keep my promise."

With that, Sunny unzipped her down coat, revealing her bare tits. She wore no bra and no top. My cock twitched.

"Sunny, I don't feel right paying you for a blow job. If you need the cash, I'll give it to you. But, please, don't connect it to sucking me off."

"The money has nothing to do with blowing you. That I do because I enjoy it. Now, let me do it."

Reluctantly, I took my cock out and Sunny sucked me off, as she had done dozens of times before. I saw a different Sunny that day, but her fellatio skills were brilliant as always. I came quickly, felt her up before she left and that was it. Sunny drove off into the sunset.

A couple of weeks later I got another call from Sunny, desperate for money again. I agreed to meet her in a luncheonette close to her home. I told her I would only give her the money she needed if she told me the truth about what was going on and why she needed it. I told her I didn't want a blow job and that I was only there to get at the truth.

It will come as no surprise to readers that Sunny had developed a drug problem.

"Sunny, I love you but this is the last time I can involve myself with this problem. We've had a lot of good times together, but you now need to get some serious help." Sunny cried. That so-called boyfriend had taken her down a very bad path. I recommended she dump his ass immediately and get into a clinic.

"You have always been a friend and I value your advice. I'm gonna do it."

I kissed Sunny goodbye, handed her some cash and walked away without looking back. I knew I couldn't continue to bail her out.

Eighteen months went by. I was sitting in my office one Tuesday morning when I got a very unexpected call from Sunny. She sounded like her old self, bubbly and happy. She told me she wanted to see me one final time to update me on what had transpired in her life since I left her that day in the luncheonette. We agreed to meet for coffee in the same park where she had sucked me off so many times in the past. This park is at the very top of a small mountain and, if you stand on this one rock, you can see forever. We met in the heavily-wooded circular picnic area on the other side of the park, where we always met.

As usual, I was there on time; Sunny was late. I sat there reading the paper. I noticed a dark blue pickup truck drive in and as it approached, I could see Sunny's smiling face. Obviously, she had gotten a new set of wheels. She pulled in to the parking area immediately to my left. We got out and walked around to the front of them. It was summer and Sunny was wearing a typical summer outfit for her: Short shorts and a skimpy tube top, literally straining to contain her massive tits. We embraced and kissed. 

"It's been a long time, Sunny."

"It sure has and I have a lot to tell you."

"The night after seeing you in the luncheonette, I did what you said; I dumped his ass. I decided that any man who would rather get high than fuck me or have me suck his cock is no man at all. You always made me feel like a woman, he never did!"

"Wow!"

"Yep, then I took the money you gave me and went to see somebody about my drug use. I went through detox and then a program. I'm now clean over a year and I owe it all to you."

"Wow!"

"I got a pretty good job at the local supermarket and I met a decent guy. We got married the Saturday before last."

"Holy shit! That is quite a story. What an amazing comeback. Congratulations."

Sunny embellished on what she had gone through and how she met her new husband. She told me of their plans for the future; where they would live and when they would start a family. She was positively gushing and proud of how she had defeated adversity and gotten back to normal. I was thrilled for her. Then, it was time to go.

I walked Sunny over to her car and embraced her for what was to be the last time.

"I owe you so much, you will never know."

"Hey, I got as much out of this as you did," I replied.

"I know, but, in a very real sense, I have my life back thanks to you."

She motioned for me to jump up into the driver's seat of her truck. I did and she turned me around to where I was facing her.

"For the last time, I want to suck your cock, just as a final thank you."

I didn't feel right about it, but she insisted.

So, right there, in the front seat of Sunny's truck, the new bride sucked my cock for the last time. She took down her tube top so I could see and touch her tits as she blew me. I tried to stretch it out as long as possible, but I didn't last long. I shot a massive load in her mouth and she swallowed every drop, smiling as she did so. In all the years I have been the beneficiary, two women were absolutely the best at sucking my cock: Nicki, whose stories appear elsewhere here, and Sunny. I am grateful to have known both but on this day, the honors went to Sunny. Nicki probably had the best technique, if I had to make a choice, but not by much. They were both awesome.

Sunny licked the final drops of cum from the head of my now flaccid cock, pulled up her top and hugged me good bye.

"So long, Sunny. It's been my pleasure."

She drove off to her husband and I have never seen her again. But, she lives on in my memories.

Sunny returned home and made at least one baby, a girl, who is now in her early 20's. The last I heard, she was still married to the same guy and, apparently, still happy. Sometimes life can be good.



Sunny Tours The Model Homes



Sunny was my own sex goddess for several years. Those of you who have already read my prior stories know that I met her while I was still a cop and that our relationship continued for a number of years on a purely friendly and sexual basis. There never was a future for us. She was a cute and engaging kid and we each served a purpose for the other from the time she was 18 until a few years later when she found a boyfriend that she met at the gogo joint she worked in. To get a sense of Sunny and my relationship with her, the reader would do well to read the first two stories in the series. Please feel free to comment on them and be sure to vote.

When 1983 rolled around, my relationship with Sunny was virtually over. I had left the police department to seek my fortune in the world of real estate. Sunny's hours and mine were not compatible and it was difficult to find a time to get together. But, I thought of her often and reminisced about the time we had spent with each other. I missed her sparkling smile, blonde hair and enormous tits with the most perfect nipples God had ever created. We stayed in touch by phone but had little opportunity to get together in the flesh, so to speak.

Once, in the fall of 1983, I called her on the afternoon of her day off, Tuesday. She was her usual bubbly self as I suggested we make more of an effort to see each other. I worked in new construction sales of condos and townhouses. Our sales office was constructed adjacent to our beautiful model homes that were tastefully decorated and appointed. I was free that night, so I invited Sunny to join me for dinner at the local tavern, which was always packed, no matter what night. Unfortunately, Sunny had a date that night and couldn't go to dinner.

"But, I could meet you at five for a drink, if you'd like," she volunteered.

"Done," I said. We arranged to meet at the tavern at five o'clock sharp. Sunny's date wouldn't be picking her up until eight, so we had a couple of hours to spend together.

I drove the mile and a half to the tavern precisely at five o'clock and was surprised to see Sunny waiting for me. I was flabbergasted. In all the time I knew her, Sunny had never once been early for anything.

I parked the car and hurried to the doorway where Sunny was waiting for me. I reached out and embraced her. She felt so good in my arms. I kissed her on the cheek and she did the same. She was wearing a long sleeved pink knit top and a pair of dressy jeans. As I hugged her, it became apparent that she was wearing no bra. It felt wonderful to have her press those melons up against my chest. In an instant, Sunny was back. It was like I had just seen her yesterday. We broke our embrace and I opened the door to the tavern. The usual crowd had not yet arrived and Sunny and I were alone in the bar area except for a guy who appeared to have been there for quite a while. I ordered a vodka martini; Sunny had a gin and tonic. We were both a bit hungry, so we agreed to split a dozen oysters and a shrimp cocktail. As we sat there waiting for our drinks and food, Sunny filled me in on what she had been doing lately. It was classic Sunny. Worried about what she would wear; whether the guy she was interested in, returned the feeling; whether she and her best girlfriend would ever speak to each other again after a major fight. I listened patiently, reminding myself that our age difference was the biggest reason we had no future together. Nevertheless, Sunny never really bored me. Her personality was always positive and pleasant and, damn, it was good seeing her again. We sat on barstools, almost facing each other. She kept her hand on my thigh as she chattered on. 

Two drinks and a couple of plates of food later, Sunny and I were ready to leave. I paid the bill and we both half-staggered to the door. I wasn't used to drinking and I admit to being a bit tipsy, though not really drunk. The brisk evening air woke me up a bit as we walked to Sunny's car. Sunny grabbed my arm as we walked, pressing her boobs on my arm in a deliberate attempt to excite me, which wasn't really much of a challenge for her. My dick got hard just thinking about her.

I backed Sunny up to her car when we got to it, wrapping my arms around her firmly but gently. I kissed her with passion as we stood there in plain view of the world. Our tongues entwined. She grabbed my cock; I reached under her top and caressed her tits. We were putting on quite a show, but there was no one there to watch us. I suddenly had a great idea.

"Have you ever seen our model homes? They're quite beautiful and they are fully decorated, with beds and everything!"

"No, I haven't, but I sure would like a guided tour of them."

In seconds, we were in our cars heading back to the model complex. We parked and headed immediately to the front door of one of the larger models. I fumbled for the key for a moment, and then opened the door to what was now a dark house. I didn't want to attract the attention of the security guard by turning on all the lights. So, we had to let our eyes become adjusted to the darkness for a short time before proceeding up the stairs. By the fourth step, Sunny had her top off. She preceded me up the stair and I enjoyed the gentle sway of her ass, which was now about at my eye level. This girl always new how to tantalize me; my cock was ready to explode. Straight ahead, at the top of the stairs was the master bedroom. In a matter of seconds, Sunny was naked and lying on the bed, a delight to the eyes in the soft shadows of darkness that enveloped the room. I got naked as quick as I could and joined Sunny on the bed. I put my arms around her and drew her close. It was a pleasure just to be naked with her, feeling her body against mine, my throbbing cock teasing her abdomen as we kissed. She drew her hand to my mid-section and she took my cock first in two fingers, then engulfing it with her fist while beginning a pumping action.

"I love the feel of your hardness, Curt. It makes me happy to know that I give you pleasure this way."

"It gives you pleasure? You should be on my end of it! Now, that's pleasure."

By now I had maneuvered my own right hand down into the vicinity of Sunny's now dripping pussy. The intoxicating musky aroma of her passion wafted past my nose as I spread her legs, giving me access to her most tender parts. I stopped at the entrance to her vagina to coat my fingers with her lubricant before moving slightly upwards to find her clit. Sunny's love button is about the size of a dime and it was standing at attention when I got to it. I caressed it, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and pressure. Sunny was transfixed by the pleasure she was feeling. She let go of my throbbing cock and lay flat on her back, giving total attention and total access to me and my ministrations. She closed her eyes and began to rotate her hips in time with my motion on her clit. I took her left nipple into my mouth, licking it like a popsicle. Sunny's breathing began to give me early warning signs of her coming orgasm. She clutched my head as I sucked on her, pulling me even closer than before. 

She was no more than a minute away from cumming. In one quick and smooth action, I turned Sunny's body toward the side of the bed while jumping off myself, right between her legs. I plunged my mouth toward her pussy, spreading her lust engorged lips and latched on to her very swollen pink clit. In effect, I was giving her a blow job and she was loving it. I licked and I sucked. With my fingers I entered her pussy and pumped in and out of her in cadence with my stimulation of her clit. She was on the edge and about to burst. She grabbed me by both sides of my head and pulled me closer to her. I was relentless. Finally, she arched her back, screamed aloud as she mashed her pussy onto my face and she came; in one wave after another. Her body convulsed as her insides enjoyed the pleasure that her clit passed around to the rest of her. I didn't stop licking and sucking her until her orgasm subsided and her clit became ultra-sensitive. Then, her entire body relaxed and she lay there, with my head resting on her mound, as she ran her fingers through my hair.

"Good God, that was awesome! Your tongue should be in a hall of fame somewhere. I don't think I can move."

"Glad you liked it, madam." I took a quick glance at my watch and saw that it was almost seven thirty. Sunny's date would be picking her up in a half hour. I mentioned the time to Sunny.

"Fuck him, if I'm late, I'm late. But there is no way I'm leaving here until I have sucked you off. After what you just did to me, it's the least I can do."

"Who can argue with that logic," I commented.

Sunny continued to lie there, enjoying the afterglow for another five minutes. She was almost in a trance. Then, in an instant, she was back to normal, bubbly and sexy.

"Okay, now it's your turn. Let's switch places. You lie on your back and I'll get between your legs."

I did as I was told. My cock had returned to its flaccid state but I had every confidence Sunny would remedy that. 

"I love to suck your cock when it starts out soft and I can feel it growing and hardening in my mouth as I suck it. It usually doesn't stay soft for long, though."

"No kidding, I wonder why that is?"

"Just lie back and enjoy. I see he's getting hard already. I have to get to work."

Sunny is truly a master cock sucker. Only once have I encountered another woman with superior technical skills. My fantasy has been to have them both sucking me off in a sort of tag team fellatio match. But, I digress...

Sunny took the base of my cock in her thumb and index finger, which she had configured into an "O". She began to stroke me up and down for a few seconds before lowering her mouth onto the head of my cock. She did this thing with her tongue where she caressed my cockhead with the underside of her tongue, which was even softer and moister than the top. My cock responded and within a minute, was fully hard and aching for more of Sunny's luscious lips and tongue. Sunny was kneeling on a pillow while she sucked me and was able to lean into me a bit as she did. The result was those monster tits were resting on my knees and thighs as she worked me over. This, I decided, was as close as one could get to heaven, without actually leaving the earth.

Sunny is the only woman I have been with who could make me cum using nothing but her mouth. Sure, she held my cock with one hand but that was to steady it. For her, all the action came from her mouth. My cock ached for release as she sucked. I could actually feel the tongue bathing the underside of my cock with each in-out motion. I was getting stimulated on an up and down motion as well as side to side. As she sucked my cock Sunny looked me in the eye, I suppose to verify that I was having a good time. She actually smiled sweetly as she sucked.

Before long I was readying myself to cum. I generally tried to fight it in order to string out the pleasure. But Sunny's mouth was so talented that I rarely succeeded making it last more than thirty seconds longer than if I hadn't tried. Sunny knew just how to speed up and slow down, how to heighten the pleasure and back me down from it. For a relatively young woman, she played my cock like it was a cello and she was Yo Yo Ma. 

I never had to ask Sunny if it was okay to cum in her mouth. She all but demanded it. As I lay there, she had to know I would soon be spraying my love pudding down her throat and she actually looked forward to receiving it. Sunny now had me on the brink. We both knew it wouldn't be long. She increased the speed of her motion. I gave into the pleasure and just let it rip through me. My spasms were strong and I filled her mouth with hot semen in one monstrous gob, followed by five others in decreasing power. Sunny handled my enormous orgasm with no difficulty at all, swallowing what must have been a pint of love juice fired with some force into the back of her throat. When I finished shooting my load, Sunny kept my dick in her mouth as it deflated. She explained to me later that she likes feeling it grow in her mouth and after I have shot my wad, she likes to feel it soften in her mouth. This is, I suppose, an affirmation of her skill and femininity. Whatever, it sure felt good to me. Now, though, it was my turn to enjoy the afterglow. Like I did before, Sunny rested her head on my leg, releasing my cock from her mouth when it fully softened. As had been her practice, she gave it one final stroke, resulting in the appearance of the last drop of cum on the head of my cock. Like a frog capturing its prey, Sunny flicked her tongue out and cleaned off that last bit of fluid.

We never had a chance to fuck that night. It was already past eight and Sunny had a date, who was probably already fuming over her standing him up. We got dressed and left the townhouse; me hoping we didn't leave any staining on the bed. I let Sunny use the phone in the sales office and she called her home. Her date had arrived. She made up some excuse, apologized for being so late and asked him to return in an hour. He seemed okay with that and Sunny drove off into the night to go home and get ready for a date who would never know that Sunny would great him at the door with another man's semen in her belly.