Wanted her, but got him.
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My daughter starting to have over a girl, I’ll call C and her brother, that I’ll call D, more and more. She had told me that D was gay and by his mannerisms, I believed her and didn’t worry about all of them together.
One afternoon, they were swimming and laying out as usually. I was making dinner, but found it difficult to look away as I watched C glistening in the sun and dripping from the pool water. Her tiny little swim suit bottoms clinging to and framing her perfect little ass.
My fantasy ended quickly when I heard the back sliding door to the pool shut, shaking me from my intense gaze. I was surprised to see that it was D. “I’ve seen you looking at my sister” he said. Shocked and embarrassed at getting caught, I replied, “Excuse me?” “Oh, don’t worry” he said as he slowly began to walk towards me. “I won’t tell any one.” As he began to approach me he ran his finger tips across the counter top, his hips moving slowly side to side, very feminine, very sexual. “It can be our secret” he said. His hand brushed against mine as he turned to leave. “And I never tell” were his words before he walked back out. Reeling from the shock of it all, I was struck by the realization that he may have been hitting on me. “No” I thought, I must of misunderstood.
Within a few minutes, I heard my daughter call out, “Dad, can they spend the night?” I immediately knew that was not a good idea, for several reasons. I said no but when she said they had to work on a project for class, what else could I say but OK.
I tried to keep my distance that evening and left them to themselves. Falling asleep, knowing that perfect, tight assed, beautiful girl was so close by, did not come easy. I admit, the thought of her in tight little panties, maybe a tight t-shirt and no bra, was driving me absolutely crazy. I don’t know what time I fell asleep or what time it was when I was awoken by the touch of a hand on my thigh. There in the dark, in a sleepy haze, that touch felt incredible. It had been so long and it felt so good, I just layed there, as if still asleep and felt my cock harden. Slowly, softly the hand moved to my stiff erection and wrapped it’s slim fingers around my shaft. Air escaped my lungs, my heart was beating out of my chest. Nothing had ever been more erotic, nothing more thrilling than being stroked that night in the dark. My heavy breathing told my mystery visitor that I was not only a awake, but that I was clearly loving the attention.
It wasn’t until he moved on top of me that I knew for sure that it was D. “You can imagine I’m my sister if you want” he said softly, his voice shaking, feminine and breathless. Then, there in the dark, I felt him lowered is small, firm, little ass down on my cock. He let out a little, quite “Mmmhhh” sound before I felt the incrediblely tight and warm sensation of being inside him. My head was swimming, lost in the pleasure. It had been so long, and I needed this so bad. He slowly rocked back and forth on my hard cock, his hands on my chest, edging me ever closer to orgasm and then stopping. His breathing sexual, his soft moans a turn on. I couldn’t take it any more. I rolled D over onto his stomach and grappled his hips. He eagerly lifted and arched his back as I pointed my hard dick back at his warm, tight hole. I needed this, I wanted this! In a frenzy, I began fucking him hard! No other thoughts in my head besides a basic, a****listic need to fuck a tight hole and cum.
I quickly exploded inside him, both of us now panting, my breathing labored, my body quaking. It felt as if a never ending flood of my semen poured into his ass as I felt his hole squeeze down and tightly grip my cock. His small, narrow hips felt so good in my hands, I didn’t let go. Instead I held there, motionless and let his asshole milk every last drop from my throbbing cock. Finally, I rolled onto my back, still out of breath. My eyes more adjusted to the dark now, I saw him move his face near mine and his finger tips brush against my lips just be fore he lightly kissed me. “I came too” he said before slipping out of the bed and through the door.
It was then that I realized the slick, sticky texture on my lips. A salty taste on my tongue. He wiped his jizz on my lips, making me taste him. I quickly wiped it off, but it was too late.
The next morning I heard them back in the pool and I hesitated to go downstairs, but didn’t want anything to seem strange. Laying there in bed, my mind racing over what had happen, my finger tips touched my lips just as his had. Somehow that small taste of cum only made me want more. “How could that be, how could it be so instantly addictive?” I shook it off as just a new and exciting experience and nothing more. There, back in front of the kitchen window, making breakfast, I saw C notice me. Now, I really thought I was losing it, because it seemed that she immediately pulled her bottoms up her little butt crack, began bending over and acting very sexual and all while it seemed as if she was looking back at me through the window. Yes, she made my cock hard. Yes, it all made sense when D came back in and stood next to me. He looked out the window, making sure it was clear, then reached over and felt my cock through my shorts. He just stood there at first, tracing my dick with his finger tips. I was absolutely throbbing at this point, but frozen. Then he moved to his knees.
Again, I was breathless as he undid my shorts and pulled them down. My cock sprung out and he sighed as if in love or heavy lust. D didn’t even hesitate, didn’t even tongue my tip first. He dove his wet eager mouth down my shaft, in a flurry of sucking, back and forth motions. Again, I felt my head swimming. “How could this feel this incredible!” My legs were shaking, my body trembling when he brought me to orgasm, taking my spurting load in his mouth.
To be continued...
3 years ago
