Gender: Male Age: 20 Location: Washington, D.C.
My tired mind slowly shut down as Misty's warm body snuggled against my own. I'd been hearing her steady breathing for quite awhile. I knew she was sleeping. Knowing she was safe and sound and protected in my bed, I allowed my body to drift away to sleep.
I have to say my dreams were pretty great. They all involved Misty, and they weren't the kind I could share with my family. Lots of risque scenarios, all leading to penetration, entered my subconscious.
I can't say I remember exactly what I was dreaming of when my body shook awake. Though I was disappointed I had only been dreaming, I was still fairly content knowing that all of my dreams could easily come true. It sure didn't feel like I had been sleeping very long, but when I looked at my alarm clock, it said 5:47.
There wasn't much point in trying to go back to sleep. The fuckin' clock would be ringing at 6, anyhow. Sure, school didn't start until 8, but we chose to get up early enough to have plenty of time to get ready...and have some fun.
As quietly as possible, I reached up and turned the alarm off. Feeling around in the dark, I found Misty's body. During the night, she had turned onto her side, facing away from me.
Sliding my hand down her stomach, I found my fingers gently rubbing their way between her legs. Her steady breathing became heavy as she rolled onto her back, her legs parting.
My index finger ran the length of her slit. I could feel the heat radiating from her love-hole. Every trip up and down seemed to gather more juice. The unmistakable armoa of pussy was diluting my senses.
Sensing the time was right, I slipped a finger in. I could hear the moisture squishing as my knuckles went in and out.
Although I wasn't being touched, my body was tingling. My member was standing fully, wanting to replace my finger.
Bringing my head down, my tongue found her nipple. It didn't take long for her nipple to feel as firm as my cock. With a farewell kiss, my head moved south.
My kisses fell down her smooth body. As I neared her belly button, I felt a hand grip the back of my head.
"Good morning." I said.
"Mm. Morning." she replied through the darkness.
Now that she was awake, I had no reason to be careful. Pulling my finger from her, I slithered down the bed, positioning my head between her legs, which were now resting comfortably on my shoulders.
I inhaled deeply. I loved the scent.
If I had to pick one thing that I loved more than smelling my step-sister's aroma, I'd have to pick the taste from where it came.
My kisses started out gentle; simple pecks. My lips began to press harder and harder, until they parted, my tongue being unleashed.
My taster followed the trail my finger had taken earlier, up and down her slit.
"Oh, God..." Misty breathed.
We did our best to keep it down. Our parents were still home, though probably sleeping.
There was no resistance as my tongue crept between her pouty lips. Using my own lips to cover my teeth, I nibbled at her, playfully.
My crotch was so uncomfortable, being smashed into the mattress.
Not letting this distract me, I returned to my tongue lashing. I brought my thumb up to poke around at the area above where my mouth was connected to Misty. Finally, I found a little nub; the clit.
Moving my mouth up, I trapped it. I gripped her hips tightly as I sucked and flicked my tongue over the small bead.
"Oh my God...oh my God..." Misty breathed.
Her heels were digging into my back, her legs tense from pleasure. Misty's arms were flailing all around as she tried to steady her breath.
Finally, her legs locked down on me and didn't release. A hot rush of liquid dripped from her pussy to my mouth. She'd gotten her morning orgasm.
After her muscles relaxed, I kept licking around her for a few moments before bringing my body level with her own. Leaning on my side, my cock poked at her upper hip.
"How was that?" I asked.
"You have no idea." She said, smiling.
"What are we going to do with this?" She asked, grabbing my shaft, tugging it slowly.
"It's yours." I answered. "Do whatever you want."
"Do you want me to...suck...it?" She asked, seductively.
"You don't have to." I replied.
With a giggle, Misty bent her body down, getting her mouth even with my rod.
"Mm. Looks like you were excited." She said.
I didn't reply as lips touched the head of my dick. I simply brushed the hair from her face.
The next thing I felt was my shaft being absorbed by her silky smooth mouth. She was so good at what she was doing. She had the perfect combination of sucking and tugging.
I was so horny to begin with, it didn't take long before I felt my balls start to jump around. In no time, I was unleashing hot loads into the back of Misty's throat.
"Fuck..." I let out.
With her lips smacking as they left my cock, Misty sat up, smiling. There was enough sunlight in the room now that I could make out all of her features.
We looked at the clock; almost 7.
"We better get ready." She said.
I nodded. We both needed a shower. Though I begged her to take one with me, she reasoned that by now our parents were awake and it would be too risky.
After collecting her clothes from the previous night and applying the bare minimum to cover herself, she slipped out of my room and headed down the hall her own.
Letting out a long sigh, I rubbed my eyes and crawled out of bed, headed back to my shower. It hadn't even been 8 hours since my last, but I was pretty sure going to school smelling like sex could be a problem.
I could literally feel the sticky coating washing from my body. I looked down at my cock. God, I wanted to get it back inside of Misty.
After my shower, I dried off and picked out some clothes for the day. Once I was dressed, I noticed that it was about time to leave. Exiting my room, I walked down the hall to Misty's.
I didn't bother knocking. Why would I?
As I opened the door, Misty was facing away, just about to pull her jeans up and over her ass. She was wearing some pretty skimpy hot pink panties, and I was going wild.
"You about ready?" I asked, stepping into her room, closing the door behind me.
"Yeah." She said, turning around.
Walking up beside her, I took her by the hand.
"How about you give me another peek at those panties." I asked.
"We don't have time. You'll have to wait." She smiled.
My head dropped, defeated.
"Hey," she smiled, "thanks for last night."
I smiled back, moving my face against hers. Our lips touched, though our tongues were quickly going at it.
She still hadn't buttoned or zipped her jeans, and that was the first thing on my mind.
My hand quickly slipped in, rubbing her pussy through her panties as we kissed.
"No! We can't! Not now!" She giggled.
I didn't listen. Instead, I pushed her backwards, onto her bed. My cock was already stiff and grinding against her crotch.
"We'll be late for school!" She pleaded.
"Fuck school." I said as my fingers slipped inside her panties.
"Look, I promise, as soon as we get home..." she trailed off.
"The second we walk through the door." I demanded.
"Promise." She smiled.
"Ugh. Alright." I said as I rolled off of her and stood up, heading for the door.
After getting her pants in line, Misty followed me. Although I'd exited first, I stood back and waited for Misty to head down the hall so I could watch her ass swing from side to side. It was gonna be a long day.
We passed our parents as we walked out the door, bound for my car. Trying my best to keep Misty happy, I decided to let her drive.
We didn't live far from the school, so the trip was short. From the moment I sat down, I gripped her thigh, squeezing and rubbing. As we sat in the car, waiting for warning bell to get inside the building, I pleaded with Misty.
"C'mon," I begged, "if we just drive around for a little while, mom and dad will be gone by the time we get home. We can do it all day."
"Don't be silly." Misty said with a laugh. "It's only a few hours. You'll be fine."
A long sigh was my only response. When we heard the bell, I squeezed her thigh extra tight, leaned over, and stole a quick kiss, making sure no one had saw it.
We walked into the building together, but quickly got the point where we went our separate ways.
"Remember," I whispered, "the second we walk in the door."
My classes dragged on. I had a permanent aching in my crotch. I kept an eye on the clock, making sure it didn't actually stop like I thought it was.
By the time lunch rolled around, I was completely frustrated. Scanning the cafeteria, my eyes found Misty. She was sitting with her friends, smiling and bubbly. It seemed like I was taking this all way harder than she was.
After lunch, I fought through three more classes. When 3:05 finally rolled around, I was about to tear my own head off.
I got to my car as quickly as possible. Misty was still inside the building, probably sharing some gossip with her friends.
My fingers rhythmically beat on the top of the car, impatiently.
Finally, she emeraged from the school, taking her sweet time walking toward me.
"Hey." She said. "How was your day?"
"Get home." I said, flatly.
Misty shook her head, looking like she could bust out laughing.
With the doors unlocked, I plopped down in my seat, unbuttoning my pants.
"Hey, now. We're not inside yet!" She looked at me.
"Yeah, well, I'm gonna be ready." I told her.
By time we pulled out of the parking lot, my hand was in my pants, groping myself. I wanted to be 100% ready the second I got the chance.
"Can I tell you something?" Misty smiled.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm ready, too." She giggled.
That was good news. Pulling in our drive, I knew the finish line was close. Misty beat me to the door, pulling out her keys.
"Oh, my. I can't seem to get the door unlocked." Misty teased, sarcastically. She was making me suffer.
I started digging in my pocket, searching for own set of keys. While I was fumbling around, Misty had gotten the door opened.
"You'll have to catch me!" She called out as she took off running into the house.
This wouldn't be a problem. I felt like I could run forever with this adrenaline. I took off after her, straight up the stairs.
Bolting into her room, I looked around. She wasn't there. Hearing her door slam, I turned around. She had been hiding behind it.
In a flash, her arms were around my neck, our lips beating the hell out of each other. I didn't waste any time. I lifted her legs and carried her over to her bed, slamming her onto her back. My hands went directly to her zipper. I was met with no resistance.
My own zipper had worked it's way down to the point my shorts were already falling off. I simply stepped out of them as I slid her pants off.
I finally got a good look at those hot pink panties. A simple triangle of fabric covered her pussy. Strings connected around her hips.
My fingers began rubbing her immediately.
"Damn." I said. "You're already wet."
"I told you...I've been ready." She smiled as her tongue rubbed my own.
Since she was already wet, there was no need for prolonged rubbing. Hooking her panties, I sent them flying across the room.
My last obstacle was my boxers. Again, a simple fix. Their fate became the same as her panties.
I gripped my shaft, sliding it in with ease. I was so ready. My thrusts were furious from the beginning. Misty's shirt was still on, but every pump sent her breasts bouncing.
Leaning over her body, I pressed her thighs down, spreading her legs wider. I was finally beginning to relax. Feeling constricted, I flung my shirt from my body.
I pulled out, taking a moment to admire my glistening cock. I helped Misty from the bed before sitting down, myself. Placing a knee on each side of my legs, Misty lowered herself.
My hands gripped her lower back as she bounced up and down. She was doing a fine job, but I decided to help her out.
I did what I could do thrust my own hips in somewhat of a synch with her. Now, the friction was really on.
Laying back, I pulled Misty down with me. I continued pumping into her as she rocked back and forth.
With my hands gripping her ass, I pulled her cheeks apart and fingered whatever I could find.
Minutes passed before she quit rocking and rolled off of me. As I sat up, Misty crawled onto all fours, looking over her shoulder at me.
Getting to my knees, I pushed back in. My balls assaulted her slit as I pumped. My head felt light and my senses heightened. I reached down and grabbed her ankle, using it to assist with my pumps.
I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead. I watched the waves from my bucking hips swimming over her ass.
I started plowing harder. I knew I was close. I guess I didn't know exactly how close, because before I knew it, I was coating Misty's insides.
"Ah, shit..." I moaned.
I tried to keep pumping. The shockwaves shuddering my body were addicting.
Eventually, they subsided. My pumping slowed and slowed until I finally stopped, out of breath.
My cock exited Misty in a gooey mess. She spread her legs out, laying on her stomach. I collapsed beside her.
"There." She said. "That should hold you over."
"For a little while." I smiled.
"It's gonna have to be longer than that." She murmured.
"Whatchu mean?" I asked.
"Uh...I didn't want to tell you...but I'm staying at Trisha's tonight." Misty said.
My stomach sank. Misty would be leaving me to fend for myself for the evening. Stupid Trisha.
"When you leavin'?" I asked.
"A little while still." She said.
"Well...just come see me before you leave." I instructed.
"Alright." Misty smiled.
I leaned over to her and we kissed, long and hard.
I sat up and stood, walking over to find my boxers. Slipping them on, I gathered the rest of my clothes and shoved them under my arm. With a final wave goodbye, I opened Misty's door, shutting it behind me.
"Hey." I was startled by the voice. I turned around. Dad. "Why don't you come downstairs. We need to talk."
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