usually go downstairs to the basement and hang out until they are gone. Lately I’ve had sex on my mind, not lately but always. I’ve been wondering what would happen if I were able to “get on” someone. The last Monday I wondered what it would be like to get on one of the cleaning ladies. I know two of them for sure are out of the question because they are old. But one of them seems to be around her late twenties and not too bad looking. All of the cleaning ladies are foreign, possibly Czech, I’m not too sure. This one lady is about five inches shorter than me, blonde hair shoulder length usually put up in the back, with nice sized tits, maybe high C’s. As my friends say, “Shes fuckable”. So over the days since the last cleaning day I've been thinking of ways to get her to... mingle. I've come to the conclusion over having her leave the vacuum on when she comes in (she coincidentally cleans my room) so as to not get the attention of the others. I've also thought of having a porn picture or something sex related shown on my computer screen for when she comes in, and then I'll walk in on her when she’s looking. "I'm leaving for work Nick! Don't bother the cleaning ladies, and get some lunch. I'll be home around 2. Bye!" My mom shouted from downstairs. "Alright. Bye!" Was my response. When I heard the garage door close, I put on some pictures on my computer screen and walked downstairs to get breakfast. Within 15 minutes I heard the front door ring and let the cleaning ladies in, slipping off a wink at the blonde one soon to be involved in my plan. I stayed downstairs, but came upstairs and got drinks or food every so often to check the progress of the ladies. After about 30 minutes I saw the blonde lady go upstairs with the vacuum and duster in hand. Taking this as my cue I walked up the stairs also. As I walked up I saw her open the door to my room and then push it closed, but not all the way, leaving a crack open. With anticipation I walked up to my door, took a deep breath and walked in. The lady was standing there with both hands on my desk leaning forward peering at the pictures, unaware of my entering. Taking advantage of my quietness I closed the door without a sound and walked over to her. Not wanting to lose this situation forever, I walked forward and placed my right hand on her ass and said, "Like those?" and I pointed to the screen with my left hand. She whirled around, mouth open and faced me. Her cheeks turned a deep red, and she looked to the ground. She then started moving past me towards the door. I placed my left hand on her stomach to stop her and whispered for her not to leave. Hesitantly she looked up at me, and I knew she understood what I was saying to her. I smiled at her and turned her towards the computer again. "Do you like those pictures?" I asked again and pointed to them to implore my question. Looking at the screen still, she shrugged her shoulders. I turned her toward me and leaned forward and planted my lips on her. She gave no resistance, but did not do anything else. Then I felt her hands on my head and she began to get into the kiss. I parted my lips and pushed my tongue forward. Her lips opened and our tongues met. We kissed passionately for a little then I raised my left and from her lower back to the front of her shirt, and cupped her breast from outside the fabric. Immediately she stopped kissing me and backed up a step. I panicked for a second thinking she meant to leave. Then I watched as she undid the vacuum wire and plugged it into the wall. She then flipped on the vacuum and walked back over to me. The three steps she took to me consisted of her unbuttoning her shirt, and opening it revealing her red bra covered tits. Since they were the first tits I saw up close and not because I was looking down a girls skirt, or truth or dare, but because she wanted them to be seen by me, they were AMAZING. My breath was stolen from me as if I was punched, and I just stared open-mouthed. The lady (Rosey as I learned) smiled at me and let her shirt fall completely off. Rosey stepped forward and resumed kissing me while I handled her breast through the bra. She stopped kissing me and started taking off my shirt so I put up my arms to help her off. When my shirt came off, I started unbuttoning her long black skirt, and within seconds it joined my shirt on the floor. I lowered Rosey onto my bed and started kissing her neck, then her collar bone, getting a hum in response, and made m way down to her breasts. I kissed and nibbled on the cleavage showing. I felt her moving and soon her bra became loose. I took this signal and pulled off her bra. I looked down and within 6 inches saw my first pair of bare breasts up close. Immediately I dropped my head down to her right breast and started sucking her nipple while my left hand kneaded her left breast. I could just barely her some moans over the vacuum hum, and I smiled with pride. Realizing that if I gave, I would get, I started kissing my way down her stomach as my right hand replaced my mouth on her right breast. When I got to the elastic band of her red panties, I grabbed hold of the sides and started pulling down. Before my eyes I began to reveal a trimmed bush of pubic hair, then the sweetest sight of my life so far. Her pussy lips glistened with wetness, and the tell-tale sign of a growing clit popped into view. Whispering a thank god, I dove forward. If I could barely hear her moans before, I could hear them now. I licked with a vengeance, and rubbed my left thumb over her clit. Sliding my tongue in and out of her lips, I felt her begin to tremble already. I picked up my pace, licking and rubbing like a madman. When I could tell she was real close I enclosed her clit with my lips and slid my index finger into her pussy. The moaning rose to a high pitch and her backed arched. Rosey was so close to cumming. Her hands were on my head holding me in place. I too my right and moved it underneath her. At the point before her climax, and took some juices from her pussy with my right index finger and hovered over her asshole. Finding the timing right, I slipped my finger into her ass. Like a train her climax came. She groaned like a bear and started convulsing on both of my fingers, lubricating my left hand with her pussy juices. I kept up with the sucking and finger fucking until the lay pretty much still. Taking my mouth and my fingers out I moved up on the bed next to her. Rosey turned and looked at me, then started laughing and then kissed me. With her hands she unzipped my pants and slid them down my legs, along with my boxers. Instantly my hard dick sprung into the air. Although not terribly large it was a normal six and a half to seven inches long. Rosey licked her lips and bent forward to my dick as I lay on my back enjoying. Being my first blowjob also, it felt incredible. I knew I wouldn't last long even though she wasn’t much of a pro at sucking. With her head bobbing up and down, her hand clutched my balls and played with them. Every couple bobs, she would lower her mouth to my balls, suck as little, then lick back up to my helmet head. She wasn’t able to tae all of my length, but got a good five and a half or so. Feeling that tingling down low, I clutched her blonde hair and held her head in place. She knew what this meant and kept her head still with just my helmet in her mouth. With a last squeeze of my balls I unloaded into her mouth. Around seven shots I counted with full power, and she swallowed it all. She may not be a deep throater but she can sure as hell drink cum like a pro. After cleaning up she rose of the bed and walked over to my desk, starch naked still, and the vacuum still humming. I stood up and walked over to her, placing my hand on her ass. Rosey was staring at one picture in particular, one with a lady bending over a couch and a guy ramming her pussy. Rosey took her hand and pointed at her pussy while she bent farther over my desk. My dick sprang back to life with a teenage energy, and I knew what she wanted. I walked close and slid two over my finger across her wet pussy and rubbed the juice around my hard on. Easing forward I placed my head at her hole and started pushing forward. I penetrated forward, with a moan from both of us, and felt Rosey push towards me a little. I took the sign into effect and rammed home. Her groan rose over the vacuum hum, and met my hears like an award. I took pleasure in that and started fucking her with great speed. Her breasts swayed to and fro, which caused me to reach forward and clasp them. Not missing a beat I kept up my speed, and we were like one smooth rhythm. A great idea came into my head. I took two fingers and started pushing them into her asshole. At this point I don’t think she cared too much, so I kept finger fucking her. After a few seconds I stopped ramming her pussy and pulled out. Quickly I removed my fingers and shoved my dick up her ass. A loud groan erupted from her lips, from pain and pleasure. After reading about this reaction before I kept up a slow fucking speed and realized she began to overcome the pain, and started moaning in complete pleasure. Faster and faster I fucked until we both were just about to go. With a few final thrusts, I exploded again, this time in her ass. Although I was first, Rosey came right after. When we were both done, I slumped over to my bed and laid down. I soon fell asleep, completely spent. When I awoke, I saw a post it note on my desk with said THANKS, ROSEY :).

filling out the application, I asked where I could find the manager and was pointed to the back of the store.

            “Becky Farlop”. While glancing at the name tag on the door I knocked and waited. A second or two later, the door opened to reveal a very busty middle-aged women. She wore black rimmed glasses, a white blouse with a black mid-thigh loose skirt. Her dark brown hair fell to her middle back, and she stood a few inches shorter than me. Although quite older than me, she was a looker for sure.

            “Can I help you hun?” Becky asked me with raised eyebrows and tight lips.

            “Yes, my name is Trey, and I would like to hand in this application to you personally, Mrs. Farlop.”

            “And you couldn’t just hand it into the cashier?” She responded. It didn’t sound like a penetrating question, just a curious one.

            “Well I just wanted to make sure it went to someone who was in charge of the store. That way it may get more attention in their hands, yours, than sitting on a shelf under a register.”

            “Hmm, I like the initiative you took. I do need someone to stock the shelves, part-time. If you’d like, you can come in for the interview right now – I’m not busy with other business.”

            “Oh that’d be great. Thank you.”

            She opened the door to me and pointed to a chair sitting in front of her desk, then closed the door as she walked to her own desk chair. Becky’s office was small, but comfortable with a desk in the middle, a couch behind the door, two bookshelves, two chairs in all, and a small table with a plant.

            As I took my seat I noticed Becky bending over and pulling out a sheet of paper from a small stack. Her ass seemed quite fit for a woman around her late thirties. I noticed no ring on her left hand – so probably no husband. Even with her loose skirt on, one could tell she had the right curves.

            When she pulled the paper out, she looked backwards at me. My eyes instantly went to her face and I tried to give a friendly smile. Becky showed no emotion at my smile but sat down and said, “Alright let’s get started.”

            At first she just looked at the application and circled some things, and noted others. Then her voice caught my attention and asked, “Trey, how old are you?”

            “I’m 17.”

            “Do seventeen-year-olds always look at an older woman’s ass as she bends over?”

            Her question didn’t seem to sink in a first. I thought it was just nothing – not even real. But her questioning stare jolted my mind back to the suddenly bad situation at hand.

            “I… I didn’t realize I was staring. I’m sorry,” I stammered out.

            “So staring at an old ladies ass isn’t a normal thing for you?”

            Jeez, she just kept hammering the nail.

            “Well no, it’s not normal. But you’re definitely not an old lady. I wouldn’t say so.”

            With a smile now on her face she said, “Why thank you. Sorry to make it awkward for you. I’m just not used to young men giving me the look over.”

            Relief poured over me. And with relief came confidence. Becky was taking my staring as a compliment, which is always a good sign.

            “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable by staring a little bit. That wasn’t my intention. I just saw beauty and looked a little longer than necessary.” Silky smooth, I thought to myself.

            There it was: a slight blush, biting of the bottom lip, eyes looking down. “I wasn’t close to being uncomfortable, but as for beauty, I wouldn’t call my behind anything beautiful.”

            “I’m sorry to say this, but you must be crazy. You are very beautiful. Whoever you are currently with is a very lucky guy.”

            “You are too nice.” With a slight frown, she added, “But sadly, I’m not with anyone right now.”

            At this point I figured what the hell. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t get this job or not. I was bound to get a call from the other stores. Might as well swing for the fences while I’m at the plate with nothing to lose.

            “Is there anything I could do to help you out?” I asked, with a wink at the end of the question.

            Becky licked her upper lip - slightly, stood up and started walking over to me. “Yes, just sit still and let me get something I’ve missed out on for awhile now.”

            Grand fucking slam.

            She knelt down in front of me and slid her hand from my knees to my belt buckle. Her hand shook with anticipation as the belt was undone and the pants were unbuttoned. I stood up when she was done, and let her pull down both my boxers and pants. She was a very eager cock sucker, that’s for sure. My right hand held tightly to the desk as my left fell to my side, then to the back of her head as she took my dick into her mouth.

            She swirled her tongue around and around, then pulled off my cock and began licking from the base to the mushroom head. Becky’s right hand held my shaft as her left switched from tossing her hair back, to softly rubbing my balls. I was pretty much in heaven. I say pretty much because right after I thought that, she took my whole cock into her mouth, then her throat and sent her muscles massaging my dick. Then I was in heaven.

            She continued her licking and sucking for a few minutes before I felt that magnificent feeling creeping around down below. Looking down at her complete interest in sucking my dick, I figured she’d know exactly when to be ready – so I didn’t say anything. A moment later, the rushing began and with a deep breath (I’m not a loud guy when I cum) I let loose into her mouth.  Her left hand must have felt the activity because she immediately took just the head into her mouth, placed it on her tongue and opened wide – eyes directly on me as her right hand stroked up and down.

            Shot after shot went into her mouth, the first three going straight back, with the couple more letting go directly on her tongue. When I was pretty much done, and pretty much laying on the desk due to my legs giving out, she close her lips around my head, cleaned me up and opened her mouth to show me my destruction. Winking at me, she closed her mouth and I saw her Adam’s apple move up then down. I got the drift.

            “Your are truly incredible,” I pretty much gasped – my breath was just being caught again.

            “Why thank you Trey. And you are the perfect size ( 7 inches or so, just to give you the picture).”

            “Now it’s my turn.” I took her hand and helped her up from her knees, then sat her down on the couch, facing out. Getting down on my knees, I pulled of my shirt, hiked up her skirt and pulled down a pair of white lace panties. Oh my god, I thought to myself, she shaves. And sure enough there were her smooth lips glistening with some moisture already.

            My face dove forward, and her hands took hold of her thighs to help keep them apart. First I started off just kissing around her sex, teasing her a bit. Her reactions of complete need excited me like no other. But her three simple words of, “Lick me now!” put my priorities straight. Using my fingers I spread her lips apart and worked my tongue along the outside, just outside of her clit, but not touching. Keeping this rhythm going, I switched hands between one rubbing her inner thigh, and the other spreading the lips for my working tongue. Hearing her moans growing louder, I kept her pussy open with one hand and the other gently brushed her clit.

            Becky’s hands let go of her thighs and started pulling off her shirt and bra. But being the focused worker I am, I let my tongue slide down to her hole. First just licking around it, but then diving forward, spearing her like a dick.

            “Ohhhh, fuck yeah. Oh my god, fuck me with your tongue honey,” her moans were low but I heard them just fine.

            Driving in and out with my tongue I looked up to see her top was off, and her fingers of each hand were twisting the nipple of a tit. She was close, I could tell. Becky’s eyes were closed, bottom lip was white from being bitten down on, and her whole body was red. Now I made my move.

            My right hand and tongue switched places quickly. I took her clit in between my lips and flicked it back and forth with my tongue, while my index finger slid easily into her pussy.

            “Ohh, fuck, fuck fuck. OH please don’t stop. EVER!” She said quite loudly. A part of me didn’t want her to be heard, but another wanted for us to be found.

            After sliding in and out I put in two fingers – which brought her over the top. A slow hum was coming out of her mouth, her fingers pinched down hard, and her thighs brought a prison of flesh down around my head. Luckily I got a deep breath in before darkness closed in on me.

            I kept slight movements going throughout her orgasm, keeping the pleasure flowing – but not enough to go over the top. When she finally settled down, she was back to life in an instant.

            “You. Fuck. Me. Now.” Becky ordered at me as she stood up and bent over the back of the chair. “Go fast and hard babe, I need this so fucking bad.”

            To say I argued would be the largest overstatement ever. I practically ran at her and drove my cock in. I got behind her, grabbed her waist in my left, and directed the course of action with my right. With a slight push my head was in, and a moan came out.

            “All the way, all the way,’ she panted. But she wouldn’t get it that easily, no, no.

            Slowly, inch by inch, I moved my cock into her. Of course she tried to speed up the process, but I kept a firm two-handed grip on her ass. When her glorious ass cheeks met my thighs, then I started what she wanted. Fast. I immediately move back than forward and repeated again and again. I don’t think she got in another breath before it was pushed out through a low growl.

            Luckily Becky had a firm stance and a good grip; otherwise the chair would have toppled over. I think the only reason an alarm in the store didn’t go off was because her office was so far in the back of the store. But I’d imagine some customer heard a chorus of moans that wasn’t from the jazzy radio playing over the speakers.

            Slap after slap, my thighs met her ass. What a sight: dick appears, pussy tries to pull it back, pussy succeeds, dick disappears, ass cheeks ripple. In the middle of this, she took her left leg and put it onto the seat of the chair. Wow, I had such a better drive with this new gain in plowing distance. Although marginal – it added up. Plus her body rose more upright, causing us to come to almost touching. I slowly slide my hand up the back of her ass cheeks, through the taunt muscles of her back, over her sides, and the up her front. Both hands grasped a tit, and that is when I realized that she is stacked! I had more than a handful, and her nipples were just the right length when hard. I felt her hand come up and close over my hands, holding them to her tits – so I slowed down a bit. I didn’t want her falling over or anything.

            Kissing the back of her neck, I began to slide my hands from underneath hers (which promptly clasped onto her mounds of pleasure) and ran them down her stomach. I reached the thigh junction, rubbed the inside thighs for a moment (all happening while still driving my fuck stick into her wanting pussy) then cupped her pussy. Left hand fingers found her clit and rubbed away, while my right index and middle fingers rubbed around my cock and her hole.

            About three strokes later she started humming really low, again. I knew what this meant by now and sped up my rhythm. I was close to cumming myself, but not the same time as her. While she road out her climax, I continued pumping away.

            “Mmmm, oh god. Fuck. Are you almost there?” She asked between breaths.

            “Yeah, where do you want it?” I answered.

            With a squeal she said, “Just let it go inside of me, I’m on the pill for my periods. Fill me up babe.”

            I didn’t think a response in words was needed. I just gave her everything I had left in a burst of speed and a moment later drove in hard and stayed there. Spurt after spurt filled her up. A nice warm feeling flooded her pussy (“oohh god, that feels so good” –Becky) and a pumped a little bit to keep things flowing.

            When I was done, and my knees were stable, I slide out of her. The moment I was out though, she was down on her knees again. A manager, a cleaning lady, and a cum lover. If I get hired, I would be in a dream land.

            “You’re good to go,” Becky said when she was done licking all traces of me off of… me.

            “Was my interview a success?” I asked with a grin.

            Standing up with hands on her hips she said, “Be here tomorrow when the store opens at 9 a.m. And be ready for more questions about how well you can handle the job.” I noticed a trickled of my cum starting to slide down her inner right thigh.

            I might just like my new job, in a dream land.

r. A touch her or there in gym – slap on the ass and such. But nothing too serious.

One day our gym teacher gave us this homework assignment that would count for extra credit if we finished it for the test. Not too shabby in my opinion. It was just a simple sheet too – something one would fill out before class and still get by. After gym I was talking to ashley and she commented how difficult it would be. Thinking she was kidding I just laughed and agreed. Saying goodbye I continued onto my next class.

After school ended I was driving home from school when my cellphone rang. Looking at the screen I noticed it was Ashley. Flipping it open i put it to my ear.

“Hey Brandon, what's up?” She asked.

“Oh not too much, just driving home – how bout yourself? Was school alright?” I replied

“Yeah it was great. But I was wondering if you'd like to come over and work on the gym homework together?”

“The homework? Hahaha sure sure. Cause it's going to be difficult!” I laughed into the phone.

“Ya I know. How bout you meet over here at 3:30? You're not too far from me are you?” She questioned.

That's when I realized she was serious. But it was a gym worksheet, it couldn't take more than five minutes. Being a teenager with my hormones raging, and constantly being horny, I thought of the possibilities of working together at her house... possibly alone. “Yeah, sure, 3:30 it is. See ya then.”

“Alrighty, bye Brandon,” she cooed.

As soon as I got home I took a quick shower, trimmed up the downstairs (I heard she was a wild girl, and wild girls seem to love cock), and put on some nice looking clothes other than the uniform. After looking up her address in the directory and getting directions, I grabbed the worksheet and ran out the door to my car.

About ten minutes later I arrived at Ashley's house and rang the doorbell. Her little sister open the door and asked what I wanted.

“Um, hey I'm Brandon – I'm here to work on some homework with Ashley.”

“Oh. I'm Jessica. She's upstairs, last door on your right.”

While I walked in a took a long look at young Jessica. I had heard that Ashley had a sophomore sister, but I hadn't actually seen the girl yet. I wish I had. She's small but long blonde hair (to her lower back) blue eyes, light skin also, and good sized breasts. Not as large as her sisters, but most likely some of the best in her class. When she closed the door I glanced down at a shapely ass, much more down there than Ashley even. Jessica was definitely a looker.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by Ashley's voice above. “Hey Sean, come on up! Let's get started.” Quickly I tore my eyes from her sister's ass and looked up.

Ashley stood at the balcony with a plain white, tight t-shirt on, and a loose red skirt. From my angle I couldn't quite see up all the way, but her long legs certainly stood out.

“Stop staring, come on,” she giggled with a grin on her face.

Kicking my shoes off I walked up the stairs and cautiously moved down the hallway until I found her room.

“Close the door when you come in,” she ordered while looking down at the homework.

Closing the door behind me, I looked at her very spacious room. Light colors on the wall, nice large bed, a red futon against a wall along with some bookshelves and her desk. Along another wall were two doors with a table in between with a TV on it.. Both were slightly open showing a closet and a bathroom. Reflected in the mirror I saw another door which seemed to open to her sister's room.

Patting the chair next to her at the desk, Ashley told me to sit down.

To spare the details we finished the sheet quite quickly, then moved to the futon to watch some TV.

“I thought it would be a lot harder than that. Are you able to stay a little longer? Watch a movie or something?” Ashley asked me.

“Yes sure, I'm fine here. What movie are you thinking of?” I replied.

Without a word she moved backward closer to me, took the remote and turn on the TV; pressed play; the dvd Wedding Crashers came on. “Good choice,” I commented while putting my arm around her shoulder.

Throughout the movie we commented on an laughed at good parts. One of the most interesting was when all of the women were shown being thrown onto the bed topless. “What do you think of them tits Brandon?” Ashley asked with a sly grin.

“Oh they're alright. I've seen much better,” I replied, looking right into her eyes. I hoped she'd get what I was inferring.

“Is that so? (ya) Well you haven't really seen them yet,” she commented, with eyes on the TV but her lower lip being bitten.

“Ah, you are correct,” I laughed.

At one point in the movie I felt her movie a bit more, so I looked down at her. Sensing my glance, Ashley looked straight up at me and wet her lips. Turning my head slightly I went in are kissed her on the lips. The kiss started off slow, switching my attention from bottom to top lip – but then she opened up and her tongue found it's way to mine. With the TV on in the background we continued exploring each others mouths. Tongues dancing, one arm around her shoulder bringer her in close, and another resting on her silky smooth thigh, I felt one of her hands cup my cheek while the other rested on the inside of my thigh, right near my crotch.

Getting in the moment, with my lower hand I slowly move it up her thigh, brushing the skirt up higher, slipping under her shirt, gliding up her stomach, tracing her breasts, then cupping her right one outside of the bra. With my thumb I rubbed her nipple through the material and applied slight pressure with the rest of my hand. While my thumb did it's work I felt her hand rest on my stomach, press a little, then lower to my dick – rubbing it slightly through my jeans.

I break the kiss on the lips, then start kissing down her neck to her exposed collar bone.

“Oh god, mmmm, “ she hums out loud. “Hold on a sec, lemme take off my shirt.”

“Will anyone happen to come in?” I ask, slightly worried but wanted to continue.

“My parents come home from work in two hours or so, and Jennifer is probably too busy talking to boys on the computer to care about us.”

I glance at the bathroom door, then return my eyes to Ashley and grin.

Smiling, she uses both hands and raise her shirt above her head, the tosses it to the end of the futon. Immediately I lower my head to her check and start kissing and sucking above her breasts, while both hands grab a handful. While making my way around her boobs and in between I hear a slight sigh escape her lips. I put my left hand behind her back to her bra strap and look up at her to see her reaction. With eyes closed she nods.

My fingers work quickly and her bra loosens up. When it does her hands start to raise up to pull the straps down her arm. I know she'll have her job to do later, but right now is my time to please. My hands enclose hers and pin them onto her legs. With my teeth, I pull each strap to her upper arm – she giggles at this. Next I grab the middle of her bra with my teeth, right in between her beautiful globes. Releasing her hands I start pulling the cotton material from her body. “Hahaha you're amazing Brandon!” She laughs as her bra is pulled completely off.

With a wink I toss the bra to the side and lean in again. Rubbing and pinching slightly, my fingers work her nipples. Tongue and lips trace the middle then rest on her left nipple. Now comes her moans. I worked each tit over quite a bit, leaving her nipple large and wet when I leaned backward. Ashley's breathing is quick, but not quick enough. Turning over, I kneel between her legs and take off my shirt. “Your turn?” she asks me.

“Not yet my dear,” I respond – my job is only partly done.

Hands rubbing the outside of her thighs, I lover my head and his my way up to her panty-clad pussy – but only to stop just short on each leg. I take my right hand away from her thigh and rub the front of her pussy through the panties, her moan expresses approval. Using both hands, I grab her waste-band and pull up – and past her legs. There below me is a wonderful sight. Her pussy is shaved except for a small plot of turf above her lips, but trimmed nice and neat. My hand push up her skirt, slide to her ass and pull her slightly toward me – then I dive. My lips kiss around her pussy, but I avoid her clit – that's for later. I pay special attention her her lips, in and out, kissing around her around. Then my tongue reaches forward and explores, tasting and prodding around and around. Occasionally I spread her open with one hand or rub around a little. When her moans become more pronounced and her breathing increases even more, I stick my tongue as far up her I can. I actually have a long tongue on a side note, so I can bring a lot of pleasure. Sliding in and out causes a loud verbal response from her. But on is she not even close. After a few more plunges, my right index finger replaces my tongue while my lips wrap around her clit and my tongue starts flicking it. Finger probing in and out, lips sucking, and my tongue is tracing the ABC's. (Good tip by the way. Saw it online and has worked very well.) Before I got to G, Ashley emitted a low grunt then a deep and long moan. “Ohhhh goooddddd. Oh jeezz. I'm right there, keeep going. Don't stop!”

Stop? I hadn't even thought of the possibility. Seeing as she was pretty close, I had two fingers into her pussy and start twisting my tongue around her clit while sucking even harder. Three seconds later I was rewarded (and Ashley). “Oh holy god Brandon, I'm cumming!” The rest of her shout turned into a drawn out moan. I learned from a previous girl to keep licking and sucking, but only occasionally brush a girl clit in the middle of an orgasm. So I backed off a little as her hands clutched my hair and her legs squeezed the side of my head. Soon she road it out and lay panting on the futon.

“Where the fuck did that come from? Oh my god it was amazing! Whew, Wow,” she finished with a laugh and an arm on her forehead.

“Glad I could be of service to you,” a proud grin outlined the words leaving my mouth.

With a deep breath, Ashley sat up and said, “Your turn.”

Quickly she rose to her knees then pushed me backwards. Flat on my back, she leaded down, kissed me on the lips and said, “That was amazing, not it's time for you to experience amazing.”

She kissed down my chest (not amazingly muscular but it's there) then unbuckled my belt and pulled off my jeans. Her hand slides up to my boxer-enclosed dick and rubs while biting her own lip. Eyes glued onto my bulge, she pulls down my boxers also – causing my cock to spring up and hit my stomach. Her hands take turns rubbing up and down the shaft, playing with the head, and cupping my balls. With her kneeling between my open legs on the futon, Ashley has perfect access to whatever she wants to do. After a little bit of rubbing, she leans forward and lightly kissed my head, but keep herself leaded down. I remember watching and reading about girls kissing the head of a dick and thought it was childish and pointless. But that little peck was the most erotic thing done to me. Until the extended her tongue to the base of my dick and licked all the way to the top, flicked my head, then lower her mouth down half of my (7 inch) dick. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes tight, rolled my head back and just enjoyed the feeling. Her mouth slid up and down. When it was up her hand stroked the shaft and her tongue swirled around and around the head. Then she would apply some suction. When her mouth was down her tongue rubbed the underside of my dick and her cheeks would suck in, grab the sides; then her lips would slowly rise off – tongue dancing the whole time. Up and down, the procedure being repeated (oh that glorious procedure). She seemed to stay around halfway down my dick each time she lowered her mouth, occasionally slipping past. But I didn't expect her to deepthroat me this time or even take most of my dick. I was hoping for anything involving her and my dick. My breath was quickening, and a tingling could be felt deep down. Soon I would explode. Her mouth rose off my dick at one point. She swallowed her spit, rested her eyes on mine, took a deep breath, then lowered back onto my dick. And continued to lower. I felt the roof of her mouth go by, then her sloping tongue, and finally my head touched her throat. Her mouth seemed to hold back the gag for a second. Then she raised her mouth up, and pushed back down. When I was all the way in, her eyes met mine again and I could tell she was smiling. Suddenly her whole mouth started vibrating. Tingles shot down my cock and reverberated in my balls.

“Oh christ, I'm going to cum,” I moaned.

After a second her mouth rose until just my head was between her lips, and she started sucking like no tomorrow. With a large inhale, I tiled my head back and lead it out slowly. As I felt the white load travel up my dick, my eyes caught the bathroom door – and the face of her little sister peaking through. Oh crap she was frowning... wait, turn it upside down and she was grinning from ear to ear. With a grunt I unloaded six or seven shots right into Ashley's mouth. By the fourth shot I closed my eyes until everything was calm. As soon as I was good I opened my eyes to see the doorway empty. Looking down I saw Ashley raising her head off my dick. Looking at me, mouth closed, I saw her throat constrict then expand. She swallowed it all. Licking her lips she asked, “Amazing?”

“No. Incredible.”

Sitting up I kissed her on the lips. “I'm really glad we got this homework done,” I joked.

“Oh ya. I might need your help more often.”

“And I'll be willing to give it,” I responded.

While I got dressed I kept glancing at the bathroom door but couldn't see past her sister's door. That was definitely her, but what will she do? Taking my worksheet, I kissed Ashley again and made my way to the car. Driving home I could get the images of Ashley's pussy and her sisters grin out of my mind.

her house when I said I would. When I pulled into her driveway, I looked up in time to see a young brown-haired goddess swing out of the door, plaid skirt flapping slightly in the wind, and white shirt unbuttoned more than the school standard of three. Her green eyes could be seen from where I stood and her heeled shoes set her up a good height. Feet propped up; she walked to the car, leg muscles showing to be covered in tan smooth skin leading up shapely thighs to her skirt. How could I possibly driver straight with her sitting next to me? “Wow, I haven’t seen you in awhile. Grown up now though, as I can see,” I let a friendly smile spread across my lips. She turned slightly red and replied, “Ha-ha thanks and you look a whole lot older than I remember too. So what is this high school like?” We continued small talk all the way to school and for the rest of the week. Things went smoothly, I made her laugh and I felt as if I was making progress with this girl I met all over again. Now her mom, what a looker. But that’s neither her nor there. So the next week on Monday, I picked her up and started for school as usual. “Oh, here is a twenty from my mom for gas money,” she said while holding out a twenty. Although I was tempted for a little extra money to put toward the slowly rising prices, I waved my hand and said I could never accept that, “I’m not looking for money out of this.” I’m not sure if I said it in a weird way or what; I certainly didn’t mean anything by it. But she responded with, “Oh? Are you looking for me to do something for a ride to school?” I swear I almost hit a mail box. My mind jumped a little and I found my jaw open after I recovered the car. “Wh- no? What do you mean?” I stuttered, guessing what she meant but not saying so. I mean come on – I’m a horny teenager like everyone else. “Well I could tell you were… excited when I got in the car,” my eyes popped open in surprise; I was in fact sporting a raging hard on when she stepped into the car. “So I figured you’d want something from me in return of driving you.” Just breath deep, I thought to myself. I could act innocent and try and shrug this whole incident off, or I could ask questions. She didn’t sound mad, there was no frown on her lips. Plus, we could always laugh it afterward. Right? “What could you give back to me in return for a right?” I questioned, keeping any hinting out of my tone of voice. “The first thing that popped into my mind was a blowjob,” she replied evenly. “Ha-ha,” I faked a laugh. “You’d give a blowjob for a ride to school?” “Well if you have showered this morning I could give you one on the way to school.” Oh god. That statement put a tent in my khaki pants, and a highly arousing thought in my mind. “I showered last night and this morning,” I said with as much composer I could muster. “Good enough for me.” She then undid her seatbelt, reach over and started undoing my belt. Holy shit, she was serious. I leaned back as much as I could and took my right arm off the steering wheel to allow her access. I also lifted my ass in the air so my dick would stick out sort of. Her fingers worked quickly and efficiently, my belt was undone, button loose, and zipper pulled down in just a few seconds. My boxer’s button was undone and she grasped my dick with her warm hand and pulled it out of the opening and into the air. Lana shifted her legs to the side of the chair as much as possibly to make herself comfortable, then leaned forward and switched between her hands while jacking me off. I could barely concentrate on the tree covered, luckily car-less road ahead. At least my eyes were in focus. Then they switched to a hazy cloud as her warm mouth covered my near-seven inches of manhood. In order to steady myself, I put my right had onto the wheel also. This would be the hardest driver ever. Literally. Her tongue worked wonders, licking the side top and underside of my shaft. It would swirl around my purple-helmeted head, and sometimes even swirl to the far side. Initially she only took about half of my dick in her mouth, but she gradually started going up and down, slowly taking more and more in her mouth. My god, this girl knew what she was doing. A few lights and one nasty look from an old lady later, she had my whole dick in her mouth and partly down her throat. I was coming close, that was for sure. But I wanted to hold out as long as possible. My goal was shattered when she started humming to the song on the radio though. Those vibrations took me over the edge, and all I could whisper was, “oh my god.” Luckily she knew what that meant and took my shaft out of her throat ‘til just the head was between her puckered lips, and she sucked like no tomorrow. Shot after shot ejected from my blood-filled organ, filling Lana’s mouth with a creamy-white fluid. She took everything in stride though and kept every drop in her mouth, then swallowed when I was done. When I was done! She licked my dick over and over again, making sure it was perfectly clean. After Lana felt the job was done, she put my dick back in my boxer, buttoned the buttons, zipped up and fastened my belt. She really cleaned up. “How was that?” She asked sweetly while licking her lips. “You were fucking amazing. Where did you learn to suck a dick so well?” With a grin from ear to ear she responded with, “Oh don’t you worry about that just yet. Ask me when you’ve experienced my other skills.” I looked over to see her sly wink. I think payments everyday would be reasonable right?

wink while licking her lips. I missed the birdie that landed on my court.

“Sorry man,” I said to my teammate, “I gotta take a piss real bad.”

“Whatever,” he responded angrily. I did cause us to lose a point after all.

Walking past the teacher I pointed at the door and he nodded getting the drift. Hopefully he figured that I actually had to piss. Turning the corner I saw her leaning against the wall. When I came into view she stood up and beckoned me to follow her down the hallway. Ashley disappeared behind a corner and I followed. Only to have my arm swung in front of me, causing me to turn. Directly into Ashley against the wall. Our lips met immediately and our tongues intertwined. Her arms wrapper around my neck and my hands slid up her gym shirt. She seemed to be trying to suck my tongue out of my mouth. I felt one of her arms leave my shoulders then a hand started rubbing my growing cock. Oh wow this was great. Nothing like making out in school while feeling that same girl up.

Just then Ashley broke away and said, “Alright we gotta stop. They'll wonder where we are.”

“What? No, no, no it's fine. We're seniors anyways,” I replied, slightly desperate.

Taking my hands out of her shirt she said, “I don't want to get in trouble this early in the year though. Let's just go back and pick up later today.”

Looking down at the visible tent I added, “Well unfortunately for me I can't just walk in there like nothing happened like you can.”

“Oh right. How long will it take to go down?” she asked.

Go down? Did she think I could just command my dick on what to do? Get on your knees dammit!

“It can't just go down... it needs relief first,” I responded while looking at her expectantly.

“We don't have enough time for that no matter how much I want to suck you off,” she hurriedly whispered while turning the corner and heading back to the gym.

Shit. Standing there thinking about chairs, my ugly lunch lady doing a strip tease, and getting hit in the balls, I slowly softened. A minute later I was able to walk into the gym and continue playing badminton.

“You alright?” my partner asked.

“I could be better.”

After school I received another call for homework help and headed over there at 3:30, again. I can't be mad at her, especially when she's the one giving me head. I parked on the street, got to the door and rang the doorbell. Similar to yesterday, Jessica opened the door. When she saw it was me her lips broke into a large tight-lipped grin. Arms crossed she asked, “So Brandon, are you going to HELP my sister again, with her... homework?” Extra emphasis on the help part.

My mouth dropped a little and eyebrows raised. That was definitely Jessica I saw in the doorway. “Er, yea. I am,” I awkwardly responded.

“Alright, sure. Well she's upstairs in her room. You know where it is,” Jessica remarked while stepping aside to let me pass.

After a quick backward glance at Jessica's tight ass, I walked up the stairs and into Ashley's room. When I walked in I was immediately pushed backward into the door, closing it in the process. After a few seconds of making out she pulled back and said, “Listen, I'm sorry to leave you uh, standing, in the hallway.”

We both smiled and I said it was fine. Moving forward I locked lips with her again then thrust my tongue into her delicious mouth. When her arms wrapped around my neck I put my hands on her thighs and lifted her up – causing her to grasp firmly with both legs and arms. Walking forward I turned around, plopped on the futon. Ashley's knees rested on either side of me for a moment. Just for a moment because she broke the kiss and slid to her knees in front of me. “This is for keeping you waiting,” she added with a smile.

First she unbuckled then pulled my belt right off, unbuttoned, unzipped, and slid my pants down. I had my boxers on with a bundle of jeans at my ankles when her head snapped to the side and looked at the clock.

“Oh shit. I gotta let my neighbor's dogs out. I'll be back in like half an hour. I'm so sorry. Just sit tight and I'll be right back,” Ashley panted while running out the door.

I was speechless. I was left alone in her room with my pants down. Dick hard and waiting. She did it again. Jeez. Standing up, I pulled up my pants and fastened them a bit. Walking forward I explored her room. When I got to her dresser I saw myself in the mirror and decided to go wet some loose hairs down and blow my nose. Figured I'd be breathing through it later. I opened the bathroom door and walked in. At first I didn't realize that someone else was in there with me. That was until I turned my head and saw her sister sitting on the side of the shower tub naked with a razor poised to shave a bit of hair off her pussy.

For the second time since reaching their house my mouth fell open and my eyes raised. So did my dick. Wow was Jennifer gorgeous. Her tits weren't as big as her sisters but a good size for a girl her age (sophomore). 32 C maybe? That's just a guess though. My eyes lowered to her pussy and I noticed she had the exact same design as her sister. A light strip of hair right above her lips.

“Someone likes what they see,” she slyly responded.

I snapped out of my daze and covered my eyes with my forearm. “Ah shit, I'm sorry. I should have knocked. I forgot that this was an adjoining bathroom,” I apologized while backing toward the door. Since my eyes were covered though, I misjudged where I needed to walk and ended up shutting the door. I took my arm off my eyes and began to turn to the closed door when I realized she was right in front of me.

As I watched she flicked the razor on her mound, swiping off the foam and tossed the razor into the sink. Plop. It sunk in the water-filled sink.

“Doesn't this feels smooth?” Jennifer asked me. Her hands reached forward, grabbed mine and pressed it to her skin just above her pussy.

“Mmmmm hmmmmm,” was all the sound I could create. I tried to create an affirming sound but I believe it came out as a weak moan.

“It's too bad Ashley left you hard and waiting. I would never do something like that to someone who needed attention.” At this point she squatted then dropped to her knees. Reaching forward to my pants she added, “I always put a cock as highest priority.”

Oh christ. This little nympho is going to get the best of me if I don't walk away. But then I would be walking away just like Ashley. I'm not like that. I hated someone walking away from me, so I won't do it to them. This is now a moral issue to help her little sister. Nothing wrong with that, right?

Little hands worked fast to undo my pants (again) and pull them to the floor, along with my boxers. A moment later both hands circled my dick and started stroking, up and down. Soon she added some twists to the up and down motion. My, was she animated. Jennifer's whole body seemed to move with her arms - putting everything into the motion. Soon her blonde haired head lowered to my dick with her mouth enclosing around the head. I hadn't realized before just how long her hair was. It seemed to reach to her ass. It was long and wavy, god do I love that kind of hair.

One of her hands moved to my balls, rolling them around softly while the other pumped every so often when her mouth wasn't flying up and down the shaft. As I was watching, I saw her mouth rise off my dick trailing a line of saliva. Her eyes looked up and locked on mine. She dove forward, taking into her mouth my now saliva covered dick. Young Jennifer was a sloppy blower. Not bad – just different. Like a pornstar.

After a few more up and down motions (with my balls starting to tingle) she plunged down fast and far onto my dick. My round purple head plopped right into her throat. And she didn't make a single noise. My surprise was expressed with a sharp intake of breath. I had seen few online pornstars deepthroat so quick without a slight gag reflex. Even her sister made a sound. Instantly her throat muscles began rippling around the top part of my dick. Wow, it felt like she was trying to swallow my dick whole. Looking down (my head had fallen backwards from loss of control) I saw her eyes focused on mine, nose buried in my skin just above my pubes. Cheeks drawn out, yet slightly moving from the flicking of her tongue under my shaft. Her eyebrows arched like in a smiled and she started giggling. This sent vibrations straight to my balls triggering the dam to open.

“Sweet Mary, I'm coming,” I moaned. I have no clue why I said Sweet Mary, but I did. How stupid, I know.

Jennifer didn't pull her mouth back to my mushroom head, but kept it buried in her contracting throat. As my cum started rushing out, I felt her hand slide to my ass and her index finger plunged right into my ass. “What the – uhhhhhh,” was what poured from my mouth.

Her finger triggered the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. My knees buckled under me as shot after shot of cum went straight down her throat. She just kept gulping my load down. Meanwhile my hand grasped the door handle to keep my body off the ground. Jennifer's other hand started squeezing my balls, trying to push out all the cum I had in me. I think it worked because it seemed like I just wouldn't stop spurting. Gradually I stopped and with a deep breath collapsed to the bathroom tiles. Naked from the waste down, knees hunched awkwardly because of the pants around my ankles, I stared at Jennifer in front of me. After licking her lips she rose from the ground washed her hands and the razor, put stuff away and sat down next to me again. Her pussy lips gleamed. My mouth watered. Sitting up I began to push her backwards on the ground.

But she resisted me saying, “You can eat me out later; some other day. Ashley will be home soon. If we don't get caught then we can keep doing this. As long as she doesn't know.”

This blonde haired beauty made perfect sense. I couldn't be away from her mouth – or pussy. With a sigh I stood up and pulled on my pants. “Alright,” I said, “but I get to suck you clean next time.”

Grinning from ear to ear she responded with, “Deal.”

After oogling her body for a few seconds, I reluctantly turned around opened the door and closed it behind me in Ashley's room. In a daze I walked to the futon and slumped onto the red cushion. All I could think about was how amazing this house is.

Ashley strutted into the room at that moment. “Let's get that nice hard cock freed from it's cages. Time for your reward for waiting.”

I love this family.