I was understandably pretty groggy that morning after the party and had to concentrate when I made coffee. The place was a mess, with bottles and glasses scattered around, and spills everywhere. I started cleaning while I waited for the coffee to brew.
Lisa walked upstairs and joined me in the kitchen. She was wearing the sweater dress from the night before. I smiled and looked her up and down, “I like your dress! Have I seen that before?”
She gave me a smirk, “Ha. Ha. Ha… very funny.”
I handed her a cup of coffee, “Can I get you any sugar… or cream?” She shot me a look at the word ‘cream’, then smiled and shook her head. “No, just black is fine… thank you.”
She somehow looked even more beautiful this morning without makeup than she did the night before. Her body in that tight sweater dress did too, but that was likely because now I knew what she looked like underneath. I realized my quiet crush on her had quickly developed into something a lot greater after last night. I wondered how stable her relationship with Rick could be, considering she made love with me last night. I would say the same thing about my relationship with Denise.
I laughed to myself… maybe Rick would be open to a trade? I just stared at her and smiled.
….. don’t make this uncomfortable for her. You don’t know what thoughts are going through her head right now
“How are you feeling this morning? I have to admit I am pretty hung-over.”
“I’m actually pretty good. I really shouldn’t drink that much… I can get kinda wild sometimes.” She looked at me and smiled in a way that told me she was okay with what went down.
“Me too. I hope I wasn’t too obnoxious… I hope I didn’t do anything wrong or embarrassing last night.”
She laughed, “Well, maybe, but not to me anyway.” Her smile widened, and she looked down at my crotch.
Denise walked in, still in her robe, messy hair and looking quite hung-over. I poured her a cup of coffee. “Thanks… I need about six more of those this morning. I’m never touching tequila again. Lisa, did you sleep on the couch?”
Lisa and I both laughed, and Lisa spit out, “You don’t remember? I slept with you, girlfriend. You demanded that I crawl in bed with you. You wanted to ‘cuddle’ with me like when we were younger.”
Denise gave her a blank stare, then looked over at me. I laughed at her expression, “Well, I wasn’t going to complain… Lisa, you can stay overnight here anytime you want.”
“Gawd… I don’t remember any of that. The last thing I recall is sucking on Rick’s bare chest when we were dancing.” She looked over at Lisa, “I’m sorry, Lisa… I hope you’re not angry with me.”
“Not in the least… you know me. And it looked like Rick was enjoying it. We were all pretty drunk last night.”
The conversation went on for a while, laughing over things that we remembered from the night. Lisa finally walked over and bent down to hug Denise, who was sitting at the table, “I had better head out. I promised Katie we would go out shopping today and I still need to go home and change. Thank you for everything, and thanks for letting me sleep here last night.”
Denise squeezed her hands, “I loved seeing you again… it’s been way too long. Let’s get together for coffee next week if you can.”
Lisa nodded to her, “Definitely. I’ll call you later in the week.”
I followed her out to the front, and gave her a big hug before opening the door. She hugged me tightly, “We have to do this again. I had a really great time.” I thought back to holding her close to me after we made love, just hours ago. She dragged her hand across the front of my robe as she turned to go, hitting my dick in the process, and flashed a flirtatious smile. I watched her walk down our stairs until she reached the bottom and rounded the corner.
I closed the door and walked around onto the front deck and watched her as she pulled away. I turned to go back inside, then noticed Debbie across the street on her front deck, watching me. She was an early riser, in her jogging attire, and here I was still in my robe. She waved at me and I could see she was laughing a little. I waved back and went inside.
She must have seen Lisa leave our house. Lisa was definitely taking the ‘walk of shame’ in her tight little dress. Her little body condom is nothing anyone would wear at this hour Saturday morning. I laughed when I thought of what it looked like.
….. actually, what it looked like was dead accurate
“Did you call in sick today?”
Denise was still slumped in the chair, sipping her coffee, “Kinda… Kevin let me take the day off. I’m making up the time tomorrow.”
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………………………………………….. Sunday ……………………………………………..
Tomorrow arrived soon enough. Denise was out the door before I got out of bed. I dragged myself upstairs and poured a cup of coffee. I couldn’t get my mind off of Lisa. She was smart, cute as hell, had a knock-out body, a good job… I always had admired her, but after Friday night I swear I was infatuated. She had been seeing Rick for quite a while now, and though I liked Rick I thought she could do better… Rick seemed like a womanizer.
Then I reflected on my own life and wondered what she would think of me seducing the underage sisters up the street. Or flirting with half the neighborhood. Or fucking the waif next door…
….. Fuck! …what was I thinking? …I just had unprotected anal sex with that skinny druggie just the week before …Christ
If I got an STD from her and gave it to Lisa I would simply have to kill myself.
I sat there in shock. I couldn’t believe that wasn’t on my mind before now. My heart was racing thinking about the possible consequences. I poured myself a short glass of scotch to calm my nerves… at 10:00 in the morning.
I paced around the house and tried to calm down. I started cleaning the kitchen, even though Denise and I had already cleaned a bunch after Friday’s party. I collected the garbage from upstairs and down, and took it out to the trash bin on the side of the house.
I looked over at the house next door and the waif was sitting on their back steps, crying. There was yellow police tape across the back door. I put the bags in the bin and worked my way through the shrubs and walked over to her. She looked up at me when she heard the footsteps.
“Hey… I didn’t mean to startle you.”
….. I didn’t know what to say …somehow, ‘I saw your boyfriend got arrested’, or ‘Are you going to jail too?’ seemed a little heartless
“Oh, hi… I’m sorry.. I’m a bit of a mess right now.”
“I can imagine. I saw Cliff… I mean… what’s going to happen now?”
“I don’t know. He’s pretty well fucked. I’m safe since I’m not on the lease. I told them I was just visiting him and didn’t know he was selling. Still, I’m not even supposed to be here now. I had to break in to sleep here last night, otherwise I am out on the street. The cops took all the stuff… everything, including the money, so I am broke.’
“Do you have any friends or family you can stay with? What about your parents?”
“I don’t really know anybody around here, at least no one that would take me in. I’m definitely the black sheep in my family… they all hate me. My dad’s in prison, and my mom lives in Montana… a long way from here. I haven’t spoken to her in over a year.”
“How are you doing on food? Have you eaten anything today?”
“Not yet… I’m not really hungry. No pot and no booze is hitting me harder than no food.” She laughed at herself on this comment.
“You should call your mother. Just tell her you are sorry for everything that has gone on, and you want to turn your life around. I’m sure she would help… as long as you haven’t completely burned that bridge.”
“It doesn’t matter. Cliff’s car was impounded, and I don’t have any money to get to Montana.”
“Don’t worry about that. Just call your mom and talk to her. I’ll pick up some stuff for you to eat. You need to stay healthy.”
She looked at me and wiped her tears and managed a small smile.
I walked back to the house and grabbed my wallet and keys, and headed to the store… and the bank.
When I returned, she was no longer on the back steps. I carried the shopping bag up to the back porch and knocked on the door. She opened the door and smiled when she saw the bag I was carrying. I handed it to her over the yellow tape and she carried it back into the house. When she came back to the door I asked her if she had spoken with her mom. She had, and her mom was supportive of her starting over again at her house in Montana. I smiled widely, then handed her an envelope, “There is $500 in there, which should be enough to get you to your mom’s place in Montana.”
“Oh my God… seriously?” A wide smile swept across her face and her eyes teared up.
“You might want to take the bus to save some money, and use the rest to pay for food and stuff along the way.”
“Oh my God… I can’t believe you. How can I pay you back?”
“Just promise me you won’t blow any of this on drugs or alcohol. Get a job when you get to Montana. Any job, and work hard at it. It will take a while but it will get better.”
“Can I give you a blow job? Or fuck you? I will let you do anything you want to me.”
I smiled and shook my head, “As good as that sounds, I can’t. I’m not doing this for sex. I want you to succeed and start a better life.”
“Can I at least get a hug?”
I stepped forward and hugged her over the yellow tape. She squeezed me for a long time, then broke away, “Thank you. I promise I’m gonna make it.”
I smiled and walked down the steps. When I got to the bottom she said, rather too loudly, “Bye! I’m sure gonna miss that big dick of yours!” I glanced around to see if anyone could have heard her, then went inside and started working on the car.
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…………………………………….Sarah’s lesson…………………………………………
Things were busy down at the office that week. I worked late most nights to catch up and didn’t really have much time to work on the car. I came home mid-week for lunch, as I did more often than not, but this day when I looked out the kitchen window I saw Sarah out sunbathing in Danny’s backyard. She was laying on a towel in the middle of the yard, and kept looking up at my kitchen window. I realized she couldn’t see me because of the reflection from the bright day, so slid the window aside and waved. She waved back energetically, and I saw her mouth “Hi Jeff!”, then she jumped up and went inside Danny’s house.
A few minutes passed and I heard a knock on the door. It was Sarah, standing there with nothing on but her string bikini. She smiled widely upon seeing me, braces fully exposed without trying to cover them with her hand. I rushed her inside, “What are you doing? You can’t just walk around like that!”
Her smile dropped and she glanced downwards, “You don’t like my suit?”
I closed the door and looked her up and down, “Oh! You ARE wearing a suit. I thought you were naked at first!”
She laughed at my teasing, and then spun around and struck a flirty pose. She did look naked in this skimpy bikini. Sarah was quite voluptuous and the white string bikini was simply too small to properly cover her. Somehow her pale skin made her look even more naked than she was. Her skin was as light as I think I have ever seen, but maybe that was because there was so much skin showing. “Are you wearing sunscreen? You could really get a nasty burn out today.”
“I don’t want sunscreen… I am way too white; I want to tan. Do you have any baby oil? I put a little on my legs, but I ran out… and I can’t do my back.”
I looked down at her legs again and could see she had rubbed oil on them. I could also see a nice camel toe showing through her bikini bottoms.
“I think we have some baby oil- I’ll check.” I went downstairs and grabbed the baby oil from the bathroom, and a large beach towel from the closet. This girl shouldn’t be out in the sun like this, but the opportunity to rub oil on her was too good to pass up. Sarah was in the kitchen standing by the fridge when I came back up, “Do you have anything to drink?”
“Sure… help yourself.” I stepped closer and watched her as she opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. Knowing I was watching her, she stayed bent over for a few moments to let me get a good look at her boobs hanging down in front of the open fridge before standing back up. She downed about a third of the beer with her first drink. “You found some oil?”
I held the bottle up for her to see, then turned and walked into the living room. I spread the towel out on the couch and motioned for her to lie down on it. She laid face-down on the towel, and reached back and pulled her hair up off her shoulders. I crawled onto the couch at her feet and poured a small line of oil up the back of her calves.
Her body jumped when the oil hit her legs, “Whoa! That’s cold!”
“I’m sorry. I’ll warm it up in my hands next time.”
I started rubbing the oil onto her legs, down to her ankles and onto her feet. Sarah moaned lightly as I massaged her feet, letting me know when I was doing the right things. Her feet felt tiny in my hands, especially when I looked up at her round ass. The white bottoms of her suit made it look like she was just wearing panties. I moved up her legs and she giggled as I rubbed over the soft flesh on the back of her knees, “That tickles!”
“Where’s Danny? I didn’t see him in the back yard with you.”
“He’s out in the valley with his mom and dad. They said I could hang out in the backyard as long as I wanted. I don’t know where Becky is today.”
I knelt down between her legs to reach her thighs, moving her legs apart slightly to fit between, then she spread them open a little further for me. Now I could see the crotch of her bikini bottoms, and her camel toe from a better angle. I moved up a bit and rubbed the oil further up her legs, squeezing and massaging her pale thighs. I thought about how different her body felt as compared to the skinny little waif. Sarah was a little chubby, especially compared to the boney girl next door, but her body felt tight… probably because she was so much younger. My dick was getting hard as I stared up between her legs.
“So how are things going with you and Danny? The last time we spoke you were a little frustrated.”
Sarah let out a small sigh, “Still there… I mean we don’t have a lot of opportunities, but even when we have been alone he seemed scared, or self-conscious. Or maybe he just isn’t interested.”
I ran my hands up her thighs until I touched the bottom hem of her bikini bottoms.
She gasped, “Oh! I don’t want to get any oil on this! It’s new… I don’t want to get it stained.”
“I’m sorry… here…” I wiped my hands off on a corner of the beach towel, then grabbed the bottom edge of her suit and pulled it upwards a little. She let out a small gasp and her ass cheeks tightened, then she relaxed and giggled, “Sorry, I didn’t know what you were doing.”
I figured her reaction was a setback to my horny plans, but then she reached back and hooked her hands under both sides of her bottoms and pulled them upwards, much further than I had. She rocked side to side and spread her legs further apart as she worked them up into the crack of her round ass. I caught a glimpse of red pubic hair when she pulled the material away from her body.
“That’s better…” I ran my hands up her thighs again, this time onto the curves of her ass, then down between her legs.
I stared up her crotch as I massaged her thighs, kneading and pulling the flesh and trying not to be too obvious when I spread her ass apart to try and get a better look. “I can’t imagine he isn’t interested. Has he seen you in this bikini yet? You look pretty fucking hot.”
“You really think so? I’m so pale, I get really self-conscious when I wear a bathing suit.”
“You have flawless, beautiful porcelain skin. I don’t think you should be tanning at all. I love the way you look.”
“Really? I haven’t been tanning before today. Mom says I shouldn’t.”
I wiped my hands again and reached up to pull the top of her bikini bottom downwards a bit, until the top of her ass crack was exposed, “I can see that… you don’t even have any tan lines. I think that is sexy as hell.” I moved up and straddled her left thigh, pushed my right knee up against her crotch, and started massaging her lower back. I realized my jeans were getting oil on them, but I could change later.
I reached out for the oil, then put the bottle back down and untied her bikini top and threw the straps to the side. “There… I don’t want to get oil on your bikini.” She just giggled.
I squirted some oil on my hands, rubbed them together to warm the oil, and continued massaging her back. I moved my hands up and down her back, and down her sides until I could feel the soft flesh of the sides of her breasts. When I reached up to massage her shoulders I pushed my right knee a little harder against her crotch like it was just an innocent way of keeping my balance.
“So no real action with Danny? I can’t believe it. I’m going to have to have a talk with him.”
Sarah laughed, “No… nothing. At least nothing below the waist.”
“What about you? Haven’t you touched him yet?”
“Not really… I mean, I’ve rubbed him through his pants, but I’ve never seen it.”
“You’ve never even seen his dick?”
“No… I mean, of course I’ve seen a dick before… just not Danny’s. I gave a guy a handjob a while before Danny and I started dating.”
“How did that go? Were you grossed-out, or did you like it?” I kept massaging her shoulders and down her sides, grinding my knee a little harder into her crotch as I moved.
“I thought it was cool, but I was nervous. I don’t think I was doing it right. He didn’t cum, and he never called me again.”
A moment passed before she continued, “I think that’s why I’m kinda scared to do anything. I want to learn how to do things so the guy enjoys it. I’m really scared that my first time will be a bad thing for the guy.”
“I wouldn’t worry about that. I can’t imagine anything to do with you being naked could be a bad thing.”
“I think maybe he wanted me to give him a blowjob. I’ve never given any oral, and I’ve certainly never received any. Do you think that’s gross?”
“Most definitely… I think it is really gross that you never had someone go down on you. Absolutely horrible.”
She laughed, then opened her legs a little more, “Do you actually ‘blow’ on a blow job?”
“Oh my god… you’re not serious, are you?”
“Don’t laugh at me… I don’t know… none of my friends have done it yet… it’s not like there are any instructional books in the school library.”
“Sorry… what would you like to know?”
She pushed herself up off the blanket, her crotch sliding up my legs as she got to her knees. Her top fell forward and I could see the side of her left breast hanging below her. I moved back to let her move.
“I want to know how to do it! I don’t want a repeat of my bad hand job.”
She pulled her top back in place and twisted around and sat back down facing me. “Maybe you could give me some tips?”
….. I’ll give you more than a tip …I’ll push the whole thing in
I smiled and moved down to the end of the couch and pulled her feet towards me. “I think I could teach you a few things, if that’s what you really want.”
She laid back down and adjusted her loose top to make sure her nipples weren’t showing. “I would… I’m kinda nervous about it. I want to know how to do it right.”
I started massaging her feet, “Well, first thing is you shouldn’t be nervous. I get the impression that Danny doesn’t have a lot of experience either, so he’ll probably cum the moment you put your lips on it.”
…. unless he’s been getting head from Denise
She laughed, “Be serious! What do I do?”
“Okay, okay… start by massaging him with your hand. Run your fingers up and down the shaft. Fondle his balls, and run your tongue up from the base to the head, and flick your tongue all over the head before you put it in your mouth.”
“Do I put just the head in? Or do I push his whole dick in my mouth?”
….. I like the way this girl thinks
“Just the head… at least at first. Wrap your lips around the head and roll your tongue all around the head, especially the underside.”
“What do you mean, ‘the underside’? Like down by his butt?”
I laughed, “No, not that far down… at least not at first.” I chuckled some more.
I was shocked at how openly sexual this young girl was being, and yet how inexperienced she was. I guessed she was likely to be pregnant before she finished high school.
“Imagine he is standing, and you are kneeling in front of him, which is actually a very erotic way of doing it… Anyway, if you are sucking on the head of it, your tongue is naturally going to be touching the underside, which is the most sensitive area.”
“Sucking? Like I’m trying to suck it like a straw?”
“Not that hard… that can hurt. Just a little every now and then when you’re up around the head. You can’t really suck when your mouth is further down on the shaft… but you can use your tongue.”
I was moving further up her legs, and sliding upwards between her legs as I did. She laid back and moved her legs apart a little when I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs.
“Use your tongue a lot on the underside as you take it further into your mouth. Slide your tongue up and down, past where your lips are. You might gag or choke when you take it deeper in your mouth, especially if it touches the back of your throat, but that is natural.”
“I might choke?”
“Don’t worry. It depends on how sensitive you are… and how big the guy’s dick is, I imagine. If you can’t take it very deep, then use your hand to stroke him and just concentrate on the head.”
I moved up further between her legs and poured a little oil into her belly button. She giggled and her little tummy jiggled a bit. I started rubbing the oil on her belly and upwards, just below her bikini top. Sarah slid the top upwards a little to avoid getting oil on it.
“What do I do when he… you know… when that stuff squirts out?”
“Do whatever is comfortable for you. You can just finish him off with your hand if it grosses you out.”
“No… it doesn’t gross me out. I’m kinda excited to… um… what feels the best for the guy?”
“When he cums? If you don’t like it very deep, just suck on the head. Guys like it when the girl swallows… most just spit it out, but that is a lot messier.”
Sarah had lifted her head up and was staring at my right pants leg. I was still in my work clothes, and my dick was straining against the leg of my jeans. I could see a wet spot was already forming at the end of my dick. I reached down and lewdly shifted it upwards while she watched me, at an angle so it didn’t stick out the waistband. Sarah’s eyes went wide, and she was locked on my every movement.
She glanced up at me, “Have you ever done a 69? My friend told me about that… I mean, she’s never done it, but it sounds really hot. I mean… or does that gross you out?”
….. Christ… here is this young virgin, mostly naked, sprawled out in front of me asking me how to give head… and says she thinks a 69 sounds ‘hot’… my cock nearly jumped out of my pants
“Lift up your top. I want to see those amazing breasts.”
Sarah looked a bit shocked, then pointed at the lump in my pants, “Are you gonna show me that?”
“You first…”
She stared at my dick and quickly lifted the bikini up off her breasts and over her head. Her tits were absolutely huge for her age, and stood up round from her chest. Her nipples were small, but were surrounded by large areolas that were such a light color of pink you could barely tell them apart from the pale flesh of her boobs.
I grabbed her tits immediately and tried to squeeze them, but they were larger than one hand could handle, “My god, Sarah… you have gorgeous tits,” I leaned forward and used both hands to pull her left breast upwards and bent down to suck on the nipple. I ran my tongue around the areola and sucked the nipple deep into my mouth until it stood up hard.
She grabbed my head, “That feels good,” then pulled my head over to the other breast. I felt her hand start rubbing my dick through the front of my pants. I pulled away from her, stood up, and pulled her to her feet.
She looked confused, “What’s wrong? I was enjoying that.”
“I think you might like this more.” I directed her to kneel down on the couch, then knelt down in front of her. I reached down with both hands and unhooked the little gold clips on each side of her bikini bottoms. They unfolded from her body and fell down between her knees. I pulled them from the couch and set them on the table, rendering her completely naked. “You don’t want to get oil on these!” She looked at me in shock, but didn’t stop me.
There were no bikini lines anywhere on her pale body. Peeking out between her creamy thighs was a tuft of light reddish-orange pubic hair, small enough that I initially thought she had trimmed and shaved it.
I looked her up and down, “You really have a nice body… I love your red bush.”
She smiled at my comment, her braces amplifying how young this naked girl was in front of me. She stared back down at my dick, “Pull it out… I want to see it.”
“Move your knees further apart.” She glanced up at me with a confused look, then looked back at my crotch and spread her knees apart.
I stood up and pulled off my shirt, then pulled my pants and boxers down past my knees. Her eyes locked on my cock when it sprung out… a line of pre cum sticking between my stomach and the head. I sat down on the couch in front of her, then spun around and laid down on my back with my head dropping between her knees. I scooted up until my shoulders hit her legs, her round white ass just inches above my face.
I don’t think she was expecting that, and for a moment I thought she might tell me ‘NO!’, or get up off the couch, but instead I heard her say “wow….” then I felt her grab my cock and run her hand all over the head.
I reached up and grabbed the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart. Her ass was facing the sliding glass doors, so the sunlight lit her up like an exam room. I was shocked to see she had a very small pussy, with thin lips that barely stuck out at all, and what looked to be a pretty tiny opening. Her lips were light pink, like her nipples, and were surrounded by wisps of wet orange pubes.
I felt her tongue lick the tip of my cock, then her lips enveloped the head. She slid her tongue down the shaft past her lips… in her position it wasn’t sliding down the sensitive underside, but it still felt fantastic.
I spread her ass wider and raised my head up and licked her wet little slit. She had the wonderful taste of excited teenage pussy. This was mixed with the slightly musty scent from her ass… her butthole touching the tip of my nose.
I grabbed a pillow from the couch and stuffed it under my head, and pulled her ass apart again, and her little pussy popped open with a little ‘smack’ sound. Her tiny butthole was light pink, like everything else, and had several wet orange hairs surrounding it. I pulled her down further onto my face and licked around her pussy and slid my tongue into her little hole. She was tight as hell, obviously a virgin. I let my head fall back and slowly slid my index finger into her, and watched her tiny butthole clench, then relax after I started stroking her G-Spot.
She was taking my cock deeper in her mouth now, and I heard her gag a few times. She was giving a really good blowjob, especially for her first time, and my closeup view of her spread-open holes was quickly going to bring me to climax.
I stuffed my face back up and sucked greedily on her little clit, and worked two fingers into her pussy. She obviously liked this… she started rocking her hips against my mouth and more aggressively sucking my cock… the head hitting the back of her throat a few times.
We face-fucked each other like this, Sarah slamming her mouth down on my cock as I mauled her young pussy with my mouth and fingers, until I could feel my climax building. I reached forward with my left hand and groped her breasts, pulled my fingers out of her pussy and rammed my tongue as deep in her pussy as I could reach, my nose was stuffed into her little asshole. My lust was taking over… I wanted to fuck her in every hole, with my tongue, my fingers, my cock… I licked greedily all over her pussy and asshole, then sucked on her clit and pushed two fingers back into her, and pushed a third finger against her little pink butthole.
Sarah was sucking my cock with abandon, and grinding her pussy down on my face… down on my fingers, my third finger popping into her ass…
She humped me like this until I could barely breathe… my fingers pushing deeper and deeper into her pussy and her ass as my climax swelled… I pumped my cock deeper and roughly fucked her with my fingers as my first load squirted into her mouth. Sarah jerked her head up, initially shocked at the cum spurting against the back of her throat, then she pushed her mouth down on the head and started sucking again… I pumped the second stream into her.
She increased her pressure on my face and fingers, smothering me as she came… her ass relaxed and opened up on my probing finger, and I pumped more cum into her mouth. She was sucking me so aggressively it almost hurt, but I kept humping her mouth until she sucked out every last drop.
I finally pulled my fingers from her and lifted her ass off my face, gasping for air. Sarah pulled her mouth off my cock and raised up on her knees, “Wow… I didn’t know there would be so much… did I do okay?”
“Oh my god, Sarah… that was fantastic. I can’t believe you never did that before.”
She lifted her leg and climbed off my face. When I sat up and looked at her, she smiled and opened her mouth to show me, “I swallowed it! Every last drop!” She closed her mouth and flashed those braces, a dribble of cum running down her chin. Her chest was blushed bright pink above her breasts.
She wiped her chin and sucked the cum off her fingers, “That didn’t taste so bad… kinda salty.”
….. I couldn’t believe how relaxed she was after such a rough 69 with an older guy she barely knew.
She got up and quickly covered herself with her bikini, “I need to get back before Danny gets home!” She opened the door, “Thanks Jeff!” and ran down the stairs, and was gone.
….. what the fuck was that?
I pulled up my pants and put my shirt back on, then called the office, “Hi, Joanne? This is Jeff. I had a flat tire so I’ll be back from lunch a little late… I’ll be there in about 15-minutes.”
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……………………………………………….. That Night ………………………………………………
I poured my scotch and went out to the deck. The waif’s house was dark, as expected. That Sunday was the last I saw of the waif. It was a few weeks before I saw any activity at the house. Someone, I assume the landlord, cleaned out the place and tidied it up for the next renters.
The blue house across the street was dark as well.
Debbie had a friend over and they were drinking wine in her living room.
I thought about Sarah, and what happened today. She was dating Danny, so I guess she figured oral sex with me was just practice so she could better please her boyfriend? I thought about how her reputation would quickly spread as a ‘header queen’ once guys heard about her oral skills. I wasn’t helping her chastity, that’s for sure.
Who am I to criticize? I have a live-in girlfriend, yet I’m fucking everything that walks.
I was still haunted by the fear of getting an STD and passing it along to Lisa. Could Lisa be my ticket to sanity?… to a loving, monogamous relationship? Certainly not if gave her an STD. I decided to get checked by a clinic as soon as possible.
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….. next: Part (9), Tupperware Party