Part 1 My brother's girlfriend was hot. Her name was Tammy. She had dazzling blue eyes, a cute round face, and gorgeous short red hair. Her body was tight and curvy. She was smart, funny, and acted shy despite her looks. I think that's why I fell in love with her. She was friendly to me whenever she came over, but I knew I'd never have a chance with a girl like her. For one thing she was in college and I was still in high school. Another problem was that I'm too shy and nerdy. Girls didn't seem to like that. From what I'd seen, they preferred loud, self-absorbed guys who made them feel insignificant. Guys that would ignore and abuse them and make them feel lucky to get it. Guys just like my brother. Sometimes I wonder if one of us was adopted. My older brother and I are about as different as night and day. He has the looks, the body, and the girls. I have the brains, and that's about it. I think he definitely got the better deal. He can be a dick, but we usually get along okay. We sure don't have much in common though. Anyway, I knew he'd fucked her. He told me about it. Actually, bragged would be a better word. He'd cummed on her face, but he hadn't fucked her in the ass yet. He seems to think that besides beer and football, facials and ass fucking are the only things worth doing in life. Did I mention he's an unimaginative prick? I doubt he's ever tried anything with a girl that he hasn't seen in some shitty porno. His only other hobby is that he likes to fuck with me by bragging about what he does with his girlfriends. I've never had a girlfriend, I don't like beer or football, and I don't share his admiration of porn. He probably thinks I'm gay. I don't really care what he thinks. Tammy came over the same night he told me about their sex. She was wearing a black long-sleeved top and tight jeans. She smiled at me a little and said hello. All I could think about when I looked at her was my brother cumming on her face. I imagined how the white ropey strands might dangle from her lips and run down her chin. When I met her eyes, something made me think 'so, how do you like it?' as hard as I could. Her smile faded and she looked away like she'd guessed my thoughts. I felt bad, but I told myself that it didn't really matter. She'd probably dump my stupid brother soon enough and I'd never see her again. His story about cumming on her face was probably bullshit anyway. Somehow she seemed too nice for something like that. Too pretty. Too decent. It wasn't long before I found out differently. A few days later I decided to skip some classes and go home early. I got there to see Tammy's car parked in the driveway. Our dad was always gone all day, so my brother and his girlfriend had the house all to themselves. Or so they thought. I unlocked the back door and went inside. I don't know why, but it was a little exciting to think that I might catch them doing something. I was just starting to head upstairs when I heard a quiet noise from the living room. It almost sounded like a moan but I told myself that I'd imagined it. After a split-second of hesitation, I went to check it out. My heart pounding with suspense, I peeked around the corner into the living room to see my brother as he squatted naked on the sofa over Tammy's chest. She had her hand wrapped around the pink shaft of his dick, and as she squeezed and pumped it, he threw his head back and groaned. I watched in a mixture of shock and amazement as my brother's stubby dick spewed a watery pulse of sperm onto Tammy's upturned face. She was lying on her back on the sofa with her skirt bunched up around her waist. I could see her white panties lying crumpled up on the floor. I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline, most of which seemed to go to my cock. My brother was still smearing his dick around on Tammy's chin. She had her lips and eyes tightly closed. It was hard to tell if she was enjoying it or not. Seeing Tammy with a load on her mouth almost made me spew mine in my pants. She looked up at my brother with her pretty blue eyes, seeming unconcerned that several strands of stringy pearl jam were sticking to her cute lips. Her freckled cheeks were a rosy pink color. She looked more beautiful than ever. Suddenly, more than anything in the world, I wanted it to be *me* that she was looking at. *Me* who had just pumped a sack-full of warm nut juice onto her pretty face. My brother groaned again, and I saw that Tammy was running her long tongue underneath the purple head of his shrinking dick. She jerked it gently with her hand, seeming to want more. It was incredible. "Sorry, babe," I heard him mumble. "I'm late for practice." Like the true gentleman he was, he grabbed her panties and wiped the last traces of jizz from his cock, then dropped them to the floor. "You'd better get dressed," he added as he tugged up his shorts. "My little brother'll be home soon." She gave him a disappointed look as he went into the bathroom. I shrank back and hurried outside again as quietly as I could. Now that I'd witnessed my brother's sexual escapades in person, I hated him more than ever. I was also more jealous of him than ever. I'd looked at Tammy lying there with someone else's jizz on her lips and I'd still wanted to kiss her. Not just that; I wanted to lick every inch of her body. I wanted to drive her wild and make her cum until she passed out. I would treat her like the awesome, beautiful girl that she was. All my brother cared about was getting his rocks off. I don't know what was worse, the fact that he treated her so badly, or the fact that she put up with it. I wandered around the backyard for a few minutes, wishing my hard-on would go away. I was a little proud that I had my brother beat in that department at least, not that it did me much good. I heard the front door slam, probably my brother leaving. School was close enough that he would probably jog there. I kept waiting, listening for the sound of Tammy's car starting up. After about five minutes, I got tired of hanging around and walked out front. Her car was still there, but I figured that she'd had plenty of time to get cleaned up by now. I went inside and dropped my backpack down on the now-empty sofa. I'd never be able to look at that sofa the same way again. Then I noticed Tammy's purse sitting on the coffee table. I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom down the hall. Feeling sneaky, I bent down and carefully opened her purse. I had a hunch as to what I would find, and sure enough, there they were…crumpled up white cotton panties, stained and gooey. My dick had softened to a sticky lump in my pants, but it quickly jumped back to life as the scene replayed over and over in my mind. My pulse was pounding and I'd never felt hornier. I even thought about busting into the bathroom and raping her. Would she fight me? Or would she just give in and take it? I forced my hateful imagination off as I closed her purse and put it back in its original spot on the table. I ran upstairs to my room and threw the door shut, then dropped my pants and peeled off my underwear. My cock popped out, throbbing in time with my pulse. With a solid mental image of Tammy's blushing face and cum-laden lips, I lay back on my bed and jerked like lightning until I came. It didn't take long. I squirted like an automatic water sprinkler, turning my stomach into a sticky mess. It was an awesome cum, and I closed my eyes and pictured Tammy wearing my sticky jism on her mouth. Bliss. I was so out of it that I barely heard the soft thump my door made as it was pushed nearly shut. I ignored it for a second, then almost jumped up as I realized what I'd heard. Had the door been open? Had Tammy watched me jerk off? I knew it wasn't my brother, as he would've used the opportunity to call me a faggot or something. I sat there for a moment in confusion, not knowing what to think. Had she figured out that I spied on them? Probably. I suddenly felt like shit. Now the one girl in the world that I really liked probably thought I was a perverted little fuck. I cleaned myself off as best I could with the 'overflow' towel I kept stuffed under the bed, and tried not to think about her anymore. I succeeded for about five seconds. The rest of that week went by in a dull blur of school and TV. My brother was excited about his game coming up on Saturday, and I was just happy that Tammy hadn't seemed to mention anything to him about my spying or whacking off. She hadn't been by since, which was probably just as well since I didn't know if I could look at her the same way ever again. She had been in my mind all week, even when I didn't want her there. She showed up in every daydream. It had gotten to the point where I just wanted it to stop. I wanted her more than ever, even though she probably hated me now. Friday night I heard my brother talking to Tammy on the phone. Apparently she wasn't feeling well, and instead of maybe going over and trying to help her feel better, he, in his usual sensitive way, decided to go out and party instead. I spent the night in my room, not feeling like doing anything. Except fantasizing about Tammy, of course. I wondered if my brother had ever gone down on her. I wondered what she would taste like. I wondered how it would feel to gouge my brain out with a stick so I could stop wondering about these things. The next morning I looked forward to having a day of peace while my brother was at the game. I took a shower, wanked mightily to a mental image of Tammy rubbing her wet body against me, then relaxed for a while in front of the TV. Every time I looked over at the sofa, an image of my brother cumming on Tammy's face popped into my mind. I was half-watching some documentary on sea life and wondering what it would be like to have sex underwater when the phone rang. I answered it and was a little shocked to hear Tammy's voice on the other end. "Hi, David," she said. Her tone wasn't exactly friendly, but it didn't seem unfriendly either. "I know your brother isn't there, but I think I left one of my books in his room. Would it be alright if I stopped by to get it?" "Uh, sure, no problem," I replied, feeling awkward. She thanked me, then said good-bye and hung up. I sat back on the chair and stared at the wall, trying to think realistically. It was probably just like she said. She'd left something and she just wanted to stop by and pick it up. Nothing else. The doorbell rang about fifteen minutes later. I answered it, and there was Tammy looking pretty in a white top and faded jeans. She smiled at me, but she looked a little uncomfortable. I probably looked ten times worse. She chatted with me a little as she followed me to my brother's room, asking me what I had planned for the summer as we went in. "I don't really have anything planned yet," I answered, watching her search through my brother's things. She seemed distracted and kept looking over at me. Maybe she thought I was going to attack her or something. "How about you?" I asked. She sat down on the edge of my brother's bed and crossed her legs. She shrugged. "I don't know, maybe heading down to my parent's beach house with some friends, but I haven't decided yet." "Beach house? Sounds cool," I answered, feeling awkward. Something was definitely up, but I wasn't sure what it was. I accidentally locked eyes with her for a moment until I looked away feeling embarrassed. God, she was beautiful. "Uh, so," I asked lamely, avoiding eye contact. "What was it you wanted to get?" "I didn't really leave anything here," she said, looking a little embarrassed herself. "I just…wanted to talk to you." "Oh," I replied as casually as I could, though I was far from it. What was she after? She didn't seem mad. An image of her thighs locked around my head suddenly flashed through my mind, but I ignored it. "About what?" I squeaked, my throat suddenly feeling tight. She looked at me, then back at the floor. She licked her lip nervously, started to say something, and then stopped. Her face suddenly turned red and she hid her face with her hands. "God, this is so embarrassing." "What?" I asked, watching her with anxiety and a growing sense of arousal, though I didn't quite understand what the hell was going on. "I've never...I've been...oh, shit." she said, sounding flustered. Then she abruptly got up, walked over, grabbed me around the neck and kissed me full on the lips. I was so stunned I didn't even think to kiss her back. After a few moments she pulled away and looked me in the eyes. My heart melted. I was still in shock, but it was starting to sink in. She was seducing me. I had dreamed about something like this but never really imagined it could happen. And now that it was, I suddenly didn't know what to do. Tammy seemed to mistake my hesitation for something else. "Look, I'm sorry…" she started to pull back, but that snapped me out of it. I didn't say anything, I just grabbed her around the waist and kissed her, letting all my pent-up desire surface. She held me hesitantly around the shoulders at first, then locked her arms firmly around my neck. Her lips were soft and velvety. She smelled faintly like peaches. I felt lightheaded. Here I was, standing in my brother's room, passionately tongue-kissing his girlfriend while he was grunting and sweating on some football field, and nothing had ever felt more right. After a minute, she broke the kiss and touched her forehead to mine, seeming to want to catch her breath. Her freckled cheeks were a rosy pink color and she was breathing quickly. My head swimming, I turned and pulled her with me as I backed over and sat on the bed. My eyes were level with her rising and falling breasts, and I tugged her shirt up a little and pressed my face against her smooth, flat belly, instantly falling in love with the feel of her skin. Tammy smiled and pulled her shirt over her head and off completely, letting it fall to the floor. Trying not to move too fast, I kissed lightly over her stomach and then over her bra, my lips touching the soft curves of skin at the top that the bra didn't quite cover. I looked up at her, seeing that she was watching me with an incredibly sexy expression. She looked really turned on, and that made me even hotter. I wanted this to be good for her. No, not just good, the best. There were dozens of little freckles on her chest, and I kissed each and every one as I reached around and rubbed her back with my hands. God, I just loved touching her so much, I couldn't even imagine what actual sex with her would be like. Maybe she was thinking the same thing. She took me by the arms and pushed me back on the bed, then climbed over me with her knees on either side of my hips. The firm weight of her boobs pressed against my chest as she smiled shyly down at me, then reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She pulled it off, and I stared at her beautiful tits as they bounced free practically right in my face. They weren't huge, but they were very round and full. Her nipples looked almost like pink gumdrops. I raised my head slightly and took one into my mouth, hearing her suck in her breath as I swirled my tongue around it. I felt her nipple slowly stiffen between my lips, and I licked and sucked at it happily for a while. Tammy moaned softly every so often, her hands spread out on the bed by my shoulders to steady herself. I eventually let her nipple pop out of my mouth, then kissed my way between her breasts before turning my attention to her other tit. I ran my hands up her jeans-covered thighs and over her hips in little circles, moving slowly higher until I cupped the cheeks of her ass with my palms. I squeezed and kneaded her butt as I sucked on her nipples, and Tammy began rocking her hips back and forth, slowly grinding herself against me. At this point I expected to cum in my pants any second, but I was so turned on that I doubted it would slow me down much. After another minute or so, she slid off me and moved further up onto the bed. She flopped over on her back and began fumbling almost frantically with her jeans, unbuttoning them and raising her legs to pull them off. I stared spellbound as her bare thighs and semi-bare ass came into sight. Like the rest of her, they were lightly freckled, smooth, and beautiful. Once her pants had joined her shirt and bra on the floor, she leaned back on the bed with her legs slightly parted, and my eyes widened even further when I saw the puffy looking outline of her pussy through the crotch of her powder- blue panties. She watched me intently as I crawled slowly between her thighs, stopping with my face scant inches away from her crotch. I kissed her lightly through her panties, and then slowly, anxiously pulled them to one side, feeling a terrific thrill as I got my first real look at a girl's pussy. It was an awesome sight. Her mound was lightly covered with short and curly red hair, but the hair almost disappeared entirely as it got down to her twat. Her pretty pink lips were full and pouting, much like the lips on her face, and looked just as kissable. As I felt the moist heat radiating out from her and inhaled her sexy, musky smell, another thrill shot through me as I realized that it was me and me alone that she was this hot for. Not my brother, not some rich college stud, but me. With my face hovering above her beautiful twat, I wrapped my arms around her thighs and rested my hands on her hips. I looked up and saw that she was looking back at me, her eyes wide and anxious. It seemed I had guessed right about my brother having never gone down on her. I was more than eager to make up for it. I dove in and kissed her. I rubbed my nose in her soft pubes and slipped my tongue between her labia, licking gingerly up and down the entire length of her pussy as I felt her quiver underneath me. She smelled and tasted like pure sex. The rest of the world seemed blurred, almost like nothing existed except her body. It felt like a dream, but if it was I never wanted to wake up. I lifted her legs up together and pulled her panties off to give me better access, then quickly buried my face again in her pussy. I kissed and licked and sucked at her, letting her gasps and shudders guide me in the right direction. I knew enough to start paying attention to her clit, which was now poking out slightly like it was asking to be licked. I happily obliged, swirling my tongue over it and sucking lightly at the skin around it. Tammy was groaning and running her fingers through my hair. I kept licking and sucking at her delicate flesh, loving every minute of it. She began making short gasping moans with every breath, then suddenly she stopped moaning and said something that I couldn't quite make out. It seemed like she held her breath for a long time, but then her body started shaking and she let out a long whimpering moan. She was trembling so much that I held on to her waist to make sure she didn't slip off the edge of the bed. After a few more seconds she stopped and went limp. Not entirely sure what had happened, I continued giving her soft little licks and kisses until I heard a faint sobbing sound. I pulled away and looked up. Tammy was laying there hiding her eyes with her hand, but I could still see that she was crying. I moved up and sat next to her, feeling confused. Had I done something wrong? She looked at me and gave a little smile, then grabbed my arm and hugged me. She whispered in my ear that this was the first time anyone had done that to her, the first time anyone had made her cum. Suddenly I felt great, like I was floating on clouds. I had made Tammy cum, and that was one of the best accomplishments I could've imagined. I relaxed next to her and kissed her shoulder. After a few minutes of laying there with me, she sat up slowly and seemed to consider the very obvious lump in my shorts for a moment. Then she looked me in the eyes and smiled as she gave it a sudden squeeze with her hand. Her hand stayed there, rubbing my cock gently through my shorts. It felt great even though I was a little surprised. For some reason I thought it had been over. I would have been perfectly happy with just licking her, and I would have kept doing it for the rest of her life if she'd wanted me to. But she had something more on her mind, and I sure as hell wasn't about to stop her. Leaning over me on the bed, she pushed my shirt up over my chest and tugged at my waistband, and I quickly lifted myself up and helped her slide my shorts down a bit. I felt embarrassed about getting naked in front of her, though she had already been naked in front of me for a while. I was painfully aware that even though I was in decent shape I had no real muscles to speak of. Plus my dick was laying against my stomach, the tip all slick and sticky. It probably looked gross. Tammy had been kissing my chest as she pulled my shorts down, but now she reached down and circled her hand around my cock. That was the first time anyone else had ever touched it, and it felt awesome. She give my rigid cock a few gentle tugs as she stared down at it intently. "Wow," she whispered, sounding impressed. I felt flattered. I didn't think my dick was anything special, but Tammy seemed to think so. She started trying to get my shorts down the rest of the way, so I got up from the bed and took them off along with my shirt. I felt a little silly standing there naked with my cock sticking out, but Tammy was looking at it like it was made of gold or something. She had moved over to sit on the edge of the bed, and as I stood there in front of her she reached out and put both of her hands on my dick. I rubbed her shoulders as my eyes wandered down her body, over her tits with their stiff gumdrop nipples down to the beautiful curve of her hips and the fiery mound between her thighs. She was looking at my cock and tugging on it with both hands like she was trying to milk me. The only thing keeping me from bursting immediately was the fact that I'd rubbed one out only a few hours earlier. Now she was tugging slightly downward, seeming to aim me between her legs. She looked up at me imploringly, and the message in her eyes was so clear that it was like she said it out loud. I leaned down and kissed her gently. She let go of my cock and lay back on the bed, raising up for a moment only to slide a pillow under her butt. Her pussy was almost perfectly level with my cock. I had no doubts as of what to do next. Trembling slightly, I moved forward over her until the head of my dick was nudging up against her moist vulva. Tammy looked me in the eyes and spread her legs further apart, and with a slight push the head of my cock slipped inside her. We both gasped as I rocked my hips and slid in a little further. I felt a strong urge to drive it all the way in with one violent thrust, but I didn't want to risk hurting her. I began easing my dick the rest of the way into her body, and finally my balls came to rest against her ass. The sensations of being balls-deep in a girl were mind-blowing. I felt the wet lips of her pussy pressing into the skin around the base of my cock. I felt the tightness and liquid heat of her inner body all along the length of my shaft, and I swear I could even feel her pulse. I looked at her face again. She had broken into a sweat, and her eyes were closed as she bit her lower lip. God, everything she did was sexy. Very slowly I began to pull back, feeling the snug tunnel of her pussy slide deliciously over my cock. I withdrew until only the head was still inside, then stopped and hovered there for a moment. The air felt cold around my dick, making me yearn to slip it back into the warmth of her body. Tammy opened her eyes and looked at me, probably wondering what I was doing. Then I slid back into her with a long firm thrust, making her tits heave as a sharp groan escaped her lips. I began a smooth pumping action, trying my best not to lose control and go too fast. I'd dreamed about this for so long and I wanted it to last as long as possible. I leaned over her and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling it around between my lips with my tongue. Tammy was fucking me just as much as I was fucking her, her hips rising to meet me with every thrust. She was incredible. My brother was a complete idiot to treat her the way he did. I thought I would pass out from the overload of pleasure, but not only did I stay conscious I actually kept going for a few minutes. Tammy wrapped her legs around me, making little whimpering noises in her throat as she clutched at my shoulders. Her firm tits were bouncing in time with our movements. It was all too much. With an unexpected suddenness, I felt the surge of my orgasm rising. I barely had time to pull my cock out of her before I started squirting. I grunted in almost painful ecstasy as I launched several long lines of sperm over her pubic hair and her quivering stomach. Just as the weakest spurt ended, my legs gave way and I fell to my knees on the floor. "Are you ok?" Tammy asked breathlessly, sitting up slightly on the bed and looking down at me. Her crotch was level with my dazed eyes, and I stared dreamily at her swollen and jizz-draped pussy lips while my head spun from the intensity of my orgasm. "Yeah," I answered, then smiled at her. After a few moments I recovered enough to grab my shirt and start mopping her off, cleaning the last traces of my sperm off her pussy with my tongue. I flopped weakly down on the bed beside her. Her eyes were closed and there was a beautiful little smile on her face. She opened her eyes as I kissed her, then she hugged me. "That was awesome, David," she whispered. "You're so different..." "From my brother?" I finished so she wouldn't have to say his name. If anything could ruin the moment, that could. She smiled ruefully. "Our little secret?" She asked, looking up at me with her lovely blue eyes. "Our little secret," I replied seriously, then started tickling her ribs. She squealed and laughed, trying to push my hands away. I stopped tickling and started rubbing her belly, then couldn't resist lowering my head over her chest rubbing my face between her smooth, soft tits. Her nipples brushed my nose and lips as I affectionately kissed her pretty breasts. She ran her fingers through my hair, but after only a little while she pushed my head away gently and sat up. "I'm sorry, but I really have to go," she said, suddenly looking unhappy. She stood and began pulling her clothes back on. I pulled my own shorts on and helped her with her bra, hoping that she wasn't having second thoughts about what we'd done. I really, really hoped that we could do it again sometime. She pulled her shirt back on, then smiled and gave me a hesitant peck on the lips. I followed her downstairs and to the door, where she mumbled an awkward goodbye and went to her car. I watched in a daze as she drove off. I closed the door and went back to my brother's room and tidied up, not wanting him to find any evidence that I'd screwed his girlfriend on his own bed. I felt a little guilty, but the experience had been just like Tammy said… awesome. I didn't regret it in the slightest. I took a shower just in case that he might somehow recognize Tammy's scent on me, and then collapsed happily in front of the TV again. This had definitely been the best Saturday of my life. ------------------------------------------------------- Part Two My brother was pissed off that night. His team had lost, and it seemed that Tammy was still feeling 'under the weather.' I knew better, but I sure wasn't going to say anything to him about it. I wondered if she regretted what we'd done. Probably, and I guess I couldn't blame her. But I really hoped that she wanted to see me again. On Wednesday she was waiting for me after school. She had parked by the curb in the student lot, right along the route I take to walk home. I stared at her as she leaned against the door of her blue Honda Civic, not quite believing my eyes. I looked around foolishly, then walked toward her. "Hi," I said hesitantly. She smiled. "Hi." "Aren't you afraid somebody will see you picking up a dorky high-school kid?" I asked jokingly, though I was actually somewhat serious. "No," she answered quietly. "You in any hurry to get home?" I swallowed hard. "Not really." She opened her door and got in, then sat looking out at me with a smile. "Well, are you gonna get in or what?" I grinned foolishly, opening the door and climbing inside. Her car was immaculately clean and smelled like pine air freshener. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye as she pulled out of the parking lot. She was wearing a black sleeveless top and white slacks. She didn't seem to be wearing a bra. We drove in silence for a minute, and then she asked me if I was hungry. I was. She pulled up at an In-'n-Out, and I couldn't help thinking that was somehow appropriate. "So, is this a date?" I asked with a smile as we got out of the car. She looked at me strangely, her pretty blue eyes sending a little shiver through me. "Yeah, I guess it is." I felt weird walking into the restaurant with a gorgeous girl like Tammy, but hardly anyone seemed to notice us. We ordered our food and she insisted on paying for me. We sat down and looked across the table at each other awkwardly for a minute, then suddenly Tammy burst out laughing. "What?" "Us." She answered. We're sitting here like two total strangers." "Yeah," I said, smiling. It was silly, especially since we'd fucked each other senseless in my brother's bedroom just a few days ago. She reached across the table and took my hand, holding it like a fortuneteller. "Did you know I could read palms?" She looked at my hand for a moment. "This says that you're shy and quiet on the outside," she said, pointing at a line on my palm, "but on the inside, you're bold, passionate, and imaginative." She blushed a little as she said this, and I felt my own face getting a bit warm. I took her hand and pretended to study it. "Hmm. I'd say that you're also shy on the outside, but you're a very smart and beautiful person who deserves only the best things in life." She smiled and squeezed my hand. Just then, they called our numbers, and we got our food and sat back down. We chatted and joked around as we ate, and I started to forget about the fact that this was as weird of a situation as it was. As we left and got into the car, I was quickly reminded when Tammy reached over and squeezed my thigh before starting the engine. "So," I asked, feeling warmer. "Where to now?" She shrugged. "Oh, I thought maybe we'd go back to my place for a while," she answered casually. My heart started to beat a bit faster. My pants also began to feel somewhat tight. We didn't say much on the short drive to her apartment. We parked and got out of the car, with me tagging along behind her as she unlocked her door. I felt my pulse rising in anticipation as I followed her inside. Maybe this kind of thing really didn't happen to guys like me, but until somebody proved that it wasn't happening I was going to enjoy every second of it. Tammy showed me around briefly, the last stop on the tour being her small, neat room. She flopped down on the bed and looked up at me with her cheeks starting to turn the cute rosy-pink color I had come to associate with her arousal. She crossed and uncrossed her legs slowly as I walked over to her. She raised her chin as I bent down to kiss her, her lips tasting a little salty from the french fries we'd had. I knelt down over her and put my hands on her waist as we kissed deeply, making wet noises as we sucked at each other's lips and tongues. Her fingers traced down my chest and over my stomach, then slid boldly under my jeans and through my pubic hair. After a few seconds, Tammy pulled her hand out of my pants and gently pushed me down on my back. She kissed my neck as she unbuttoned my jeans, opening my fly and rubbing her hand over my throbbing dick. She moved back until she was lying over my legs, her pretty face hovering over the long white bulge in my underwear. She looked at it as she pulled my pants further down around my hips. I held my breath, waiting to see if she was going to do what I thought she was going to do. She ducked her head and kissed the middle of my dick through my underwear, her soft red hair brushing against my hip. She gently tugged down my briefs, freeing my straining cock from its prison. She looked at it for a moment, then took it with her fingers and held it straight up toward her face. Closing her eyes, she parted her lips slightly and lowered her head, placing a tender kiss on the leaky tip. I couldn't take my eyes away from the sight of Tammy kissing my dick. She held it softly and pecked at it, moving her lips over the head and down the underside of the shaft. After giving it a few more gentle kisses, she raised her head and opened her lips, taking the head of my cock into her warm mouth. I moaned in complete ecstasy as she began sucking slowly up and down on the end of my dick. Her mouth was so warm, and so wet! I could feel her tongue moving against the sensitive underside of my knob, and my hips jerked involuntarily as she began to take more and more of my penis in her mouth. She stopped a little more than halfway, seeming to reach her limit. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, her mouth sending incredible shivers of pleasure through my body. She began to press forward, apparently trying to swallow the rest of me. She gagged a little on the head of my cock, then tried again, her throat seeming not to want this big fleshy thing to get in. Just the feeling of her throat convulsing around the head of my dick was driving me crazy. She gave up trying to swallow it and pulled back to run her tongue up and down the shaft, but by that time I was already hovering on the edge. "I'm getting close," I panted breathlessly. I didn't know how she wanted to handle me cumming, but I was pretty sure she wouldn't want most of it in her hair. "Mmmff." She took me back into her mouth and started sucking again, and in only a few seconds I felt the pressure rising out of control. My pelvis muscles suddenly tensed as I erupted, and I groaned and gasped as I came, losing track of everything except the intense sensation of climaxing in Tammy's mouth. When I could see again, I looked down to find her still sucking my dick gently, a thin trickle of sperm running down the side of my cock. She seemed to have swallowed the rest, and that made me feel even more lightheaded. After a moment, she licked down the side and got the last of it, then sat back and looked me in the eyes, smiling and blushing self-consciously as she wiped her mouth with her hand. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her over me, kissing her slightly sticky lips with heartfelt passion. I could taste the traces of my salty cum in her mouth, which I didn't mind at all. I slid my hands up under her shirt and fondled her bare breasts, finding her nipples already hard and poking out. Tammy slid off of me and stood next to the bed as she began undressing, slowly pulling her shirt off to reveal her bouncy tits, then unbuttoning her pants and pushing her panties down with them, gradually uncovering the red wisps of her pubes and the damp- looking split of her pussy lips. Once fully naked, she crawled back onto the bed, and I pulled her over me until she was straddling my head. I stared up at her beautiful and glistening twat for a moment before pulling her ass down and burying my face between her legs. She cooed and moaned as I slurped at her tender pussy, running my hands over her stomach and hips as I licked her. Feeling relaxed from her incredible blowjob, I decided to move slowly and tease her a bit. I alternated between licking fast and slow, then sometimes taking my mouth away to lick her inner thigh. This seemed to drive her crazy, and before long she was practially humping her pussy against my face. She came on my tongue with a violent shudder, and I reached up to hold her as she recovered. I wanted to see if I could make her cum again, but her orgasms seemed so intense I wasn't sure if it was a good idea. Anyway she seemed to be satisfied for the moment. She climbed off and sat alongside me on the bed, wiping a few tears from her eyes. Her face was flushed and she sighed softly as I sat up next to her and began rubbing her shoulders. "That was incredible," she said. I smiled. "What can I say...you inspire me." She laughed, then pushed me back down on the bed. My dick was half-hard, and she sat over me, straddling my hips. "Let's see if I can inspire *this*," she whispered, reaching between her legs to guide my cock toward her pussy. She was so wet from my licking that I slid in even though I wasn't fully hard. She rested her ass against my thighs and sat still with my cock trapped inside her. I took her by the shoulders and pulled her down so that I could suck one of her nipples into my mouth. My dick was quickly getting stiff again, and it soon recovered its full size in the welcoming heat of Tammy's body. She began to bounce up and down slowly, rising and falling on my cock as I continued to suck at her tits. Since I'd already cum once I felt like I could last for a while, and Tammy didn't really seem to be in too much of a hurry either. She rode me for what must've been about fifteen minutes before she started getting tired, and I took over, rolling her on her back and propping myself up on my elbows over her as I began to thrust into her with long, slow strokes. My face was inches from hers, and we looked each other in the eyes as we both gasped and moaned. I kissed her, catching her lower lip between mine and sucking on it as I slowly pumped into her. Her moans began to grow louder and closer together, and I began to increase my pace. She cried out loudly as she came, almost screaming as her fingers dug painfully into my shoulders. She went limp beneath me, her eyes closed tightly. My own orgasm came less than a minute later, and I pulled out and squirted a fairly small load of sperm on her belly, though it was so intense it almost hurt. I fell on top of her, gasping for breath. Neither of us could do anything but lie there for a few minutes. As she began to recover, I felt Tammy start sucking on my earlobe. I was surprised at how neat it felt. After a minute or so, I had enough strength to move off and lay on my side next to her. I ran my fingers of her stomach, smearing my gooey sperm around, making her skin all shiny and sticky. "Wow," I remarked with a grin, somewhat at a loss for words. She laughed and ran her fingers through my hair affectionately. "I agree," she said, looking up at me adoringly. I kissed her sweaty cheeks, then her pretty mouth, moving my lips softly against hers. It was another perfect moment, and I wished I could go on kissing her forever. That was when we heard the front door slam. Tammy groaned. "My roommate." She rolled off the bed and started fumbling for her clothes. "She can be pretty nosy. You'd probably better get dressed." She didn't need to tell me, as I was already yanking my pants on. We got dressed in record time, with Tammy pulling on her shirt and straightening her hair just as we heard voices down the hall. "Here," she said, handing me a geometry book."We'll say that you're picking this up for your brother." I nodded and followed her out of the room. Her roommate and a friend were in the kitchen putting away groceries, and they looked at me oddly as they saw us walking down the hall. Tammy introduced me and explained that I had stopped by to grab the book. The two girls said hello and made small talk for a bit before Tammy and I could escape. Once back in her car, she gave me a quick kiss. "Well," she said. "I guess I'd better take you home." "Yeah," I replied, not really wanting to our 'date' to end, but it was starting to get late. On the way to my house, Tammy kept adjusting the front of her shirt, and I realized that her stomach was still sticky with my cum. I got an idea, and took off my seat belt and leaned over, pulling up her shirt. She giggled as I began licking her belly, trying to clean it off. My head bumped against the steering wheel a few times, but I managed to get most of it. I didn't mind the taste, though I liked hers a lot better. She stopped a few houses down from mine, apparently not wanting to have to explain to my brother what she was doing giving me a ride home at six thirty in the evening. She grabbed my arm as I started to get out, then kissed me passionately for a good minute or so. "I love you, you know," she whispered as she slowly let go of me. I felt dizzy. "I know. I love you too," I answered sincerely. She smiled and squeezed my arm, but it was a troubled smile. I got out of the car and waved to her as she made a U- turn and drove off. On the way back to my house, I wondered whether my brother would hate me for the rest of my life if he found out what was going on between Tammy and me. Maybe I should tell him. He might be an asshole sometimes, but he was still my brother. ------------------------------------------------------- Part Three I walked slowly up the driveway to my house, feeling tired but very content. My head was still reeling from my second lusty session with Tammy. The sex was completely awesome, but the highlight had been when she'd turned to me in the car and said she loved me. It was the best feeling in the world, one that I never wanted to end. The only thing that was keeping me from being totally ecstatic was a nagging feeling of guilt. "Where've *you* been?" My brother asked in his usual belligerent way, barely looking up from the TV as I entered the living room. 'Oh, just fucking your girlfriend,' the nagging voice said. I ignored it. "I went to the mall," I lied, sitting on the famous sofa. Cal grunted in response and returned his attention to the TV. I joined him in watching America's Funniest Home Videos, which in my opinion fell far short of its name. My mind really wasn't on the show anyway. I was thinking about my brother and Tammy. He'd been a dick to her pretty much from the start, so I wasn't too worried about his feelings. I was more worried about what he'd say or do to Tammy if he found out, and to me. I thought about Tammy almost constantly the next few days. I'd never tried drugs or anything, but I was beginning to understand what it was like. Tammy was my drug, and now I was hopelessly addicted. At lunch I couldn't help noticing all the boyfriend/girlfriend couples sitting together. I wanted to be able to do that with Tammy. Be together for real, publicly and without having to hide or make up cover stories. I felt so strongly for her that I hated not being able to just call her up and talk to her or see her whenever I wanted. But that wasn't possible with the way things were. So I just sat with my small circle of friends and pretended I was interested in the games and movies or whatever they were talking about, all the while remembering how drop-dead gorgeous Tammy's face had been as she'd gasped and panted as we had made love on her bed. On the way home I made up my mind to tell my brother what was going on. I'd take the blame and say I'd started it, then try to duck the first punch. It didn't matter if he believed me or not. I just couldn't hide it anymore. He wasn't home. I waited around the house anxiously until later that night when I finally heard his car drive up. He walked in the door wearing a sour expression. I thought about waiting, but I didn't know how long this stupid courage of mine would last. "Hey," I called as he started down the hall toward his room. My voice almost stuck in my throat, but I managed to push it out. "I need to talk to you about Tammy." He stopped for a moment, then kept walking. "Forget it. It's history." "Huh?" That wasn't at all what I'd expected him to say. "I dumped her ass last night," he said loudly from his room. "Fucking slut actually told me she's been fucking another guy. Can you believe that shit?" "Oh." That was the only thing I could think to say. "Be glad you don't get any pussy, bro. They're all bitches anyway." With that he slammed his his door shut and cranked up his stereo. My urge to kick his ass was the strongest it's ever been. Not so much for his insults but for the fact that he'd broken up with Tammy and didn't seem to give a shit, even though it was more likely that she'd actually dumped him. That showed just how little she'd meant to him in the first place. I went to my room and tried to forget that I'd ever felt the least bit sorry for him. The following afternoon I was walking home when I heard a car behind me begin to slow down. I turned, and my heart began to pound as I saw Tammy's blue Civic pulling up next to me. "Hey little boy," she said through the rolled-down passenger window. "You want some candy?" I smiled. I'd been worried about how she was handling things, but she seemed to be fine. "Sure, lady," I replied, playing along. "Where is it?" She reached over and opened the passenger door, her face perfectly serious. "Get in and I'll show you." I climbed in and shut the door. "It's in my front pocket," she said, unable to keep a straight face. "You'll have to get it yourself." She grinned as she looked ahead and pulled back on the road. I think I surprised her by actually reaching over and sliding my hand into the right front pocket of her jean shorts. She giggled as I began feeling around, rubbing her thigh and hip before sliding my hand between her legs. Her pocket wasn't deep enough to go all the way, but I managed to palm most of her mound, feeling her crinkly pubic hair through the thin cloth layer of her pocket. A lump formed in both my throat and my shorts as I deduced that she wasn't wearing panties. "Is that the candy you were talking about?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. "If you're good," she said, starting to blush slightly. "I'll let you have some." "I'll be good, I promise." We drove for a while in silence. "I broke up with your brother," she said quietly. "I know. I feel a little bad about it, but not much." Her face turned downcast. "I didn't want to hurt him like that, but he's just so fucking selfish and thick- headed." "Yeah," I replied. That pretty much described him, all right. "But he'll get over it, if he hasn't already." Tammy gave a wry little smile, but didn't say anything. "So," I asked, as casually as I could, "where are we going today?" "I thought we could go to the lake, maybe enjoy the view for a while. I brought some food and stuff," she said, pointing to an ice chest in the back seat. "That okay with you?" "Sounds great," I said with a smile. I'd go anywhere with her, anytime. We parked beneath some trees and walked toward a grassy hill over looking the lake. I carried the ice chest while Tammy carried a blanket she had brought for us to sit on. There weren't many other people around; just a middle- aged couple and few little kids having a barbecue by the campground, and a gray-haired man fishing further down at the side of the lake. Tammy spread out the blanket, then sat down on it and offered me a Coke from icebox as I joined her. She took one herself, then sat back on her elbows and relaxed. The weather was perfect, warm and slightly breezy, and I leaned back as well to enjoy it. Even though we weren't touching or even saying anything, just being there together seemed to be, well, romantic. I looked at the sunlight reflecting off the shimmering water, then over at Tammy, who looked away with a little smile. The wind played with her pretty red hair, blowing strands of it across her forehead and freckled cheek. It was an incredibly beautiful scene, and I suddenly had to get in on it. She leaned forward as I moved to sit behind her, seeming to know what I wanted to do. I sat down with my legs on either side of her body then leaned forward and put my arms around her. She hugged my arms even closer around herself, and we sat there in silence for a while, both looking out at the green trees and blue water. I began to wonder what it would be like being married to her. I found it strange to be thinking about that, but I couldn't help it. We could get an apartment together, maybe even live at her parent's summer house. My bro wouldn't be too happy when he heard about it, of course, but he'd probably get over it. I wondered if Tammy would want to have kids. Not right away, probably. Later, one or two would be fine, but not a lot... Tammy startled me out of my daydreaming by leaning her head back on my shoulder and starting to nibble at my ear. I laughed at the ticklish sensation, and she giggled back. I noticed that the couple with the kids was looking over at us, but they were being discreet about it. They'd look, then smile at each other. It was a little weird, but I didn't really mind it. Hugging her tighter, I slowly ran my hands over her smooth belly, feeling the soft firmness of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt. I don't really know what came over me, but I cupped her left breast in my hand, squeezing it gently as she gasped in surprise and moved her head from my shoulder. "Don't," she whispered, looking over at the middle-aged couple. "They'll see us." I started kissing and sucking at her earlobe. Somehow, the fact that we had an audience didn't bother me. Maybe I was making up for all the times I wanted to touch her and hold her but couldn't. I continued massaging her tit, and she blushed but made no move to stop me. She turned her head and kissed my neck, gently sucking like she wanted to give me a hickey. Remembering that she didn't have any underwear on, I started undoing the top two buttons of her shorts. When they were open, I slid my free hand down inside them and rested my fingers in the soft curls of her pubic hair. She moaned against my neck, sending a strange vibration through my windpipe. I rubbed her mound for a few moments, feeling the inviting heat radiating up from between her legs. I glanced over at the married couple to see if they were still watching. They were. Their kids were down playing by the lake, and they were sitting on a bench very close to one another, their eyes flitting between us and their children as they commented to each other about something, probably us. My dick was very hard at this point, and pressed firmly against the back of Tammy's ass. Sliding my hand down further into her shorts, I encountered her rather swollen and moist labia. It seemed that she was as excited as I was to be fooling around and not caring who saw. I began to stroke her gently with my fingers, feeling her shiver and raise her hips up slightly at my touch. Tammy let her head fall forward, and I kissed tenderly at the back of her neck as I slowly rubbed her soft and steamy pussy. Though they couldn't see exactly what was happening from where they were, I imagined that it wasn't too hard for our two onlookers to guess what was going on. I noticed they were holding hands, and it almost looked like they were going to do a little fooling around of their own. Minutes passed and the sun was starting to set. I would have been content petting Tammy's twat all night, but she suddenly yanked my hand out of her shorts and started buttoning up again. I wondered if she was mad about something until she turned and whispered in my ear. "I want you." She pulled back and looked me in the eyes, and her face was so aroused and serious looking that I almost came in my pants right then. We quickly and wordlessly gathered up our stuff and hurried back to her car. She drove us down the small road that wound around the lake, pulling off next to the cover of a large stand of trees. "Does this mean we're going camping?" I asked as she turned the car off and grabbed the blanket out of the back. "Sort of," she answered mysteriously. "C'mon." She got out, and I did likewise, following her through the trees until we came to a small clearing. I watched in anticipation as she spread the blanket out on the ground, then sat down on it and looked up at me with the fading light of the sun sparkling in her eyes. I pounced on her and she pulled me closer, kissing me on the mouth almost violently. Our hands roved all over each other, and practically before I knew it she was working my shorts down around my knees. My dick was glad to be free in the cooling air, but nowhere near as happy as it would be once it was in Tammy. I gently but firmly pulled myself away and began undoing her shorts. She rested on her elbows as I opened the fly, catching a glimpse of the fiery red hair on her mound. She lifted her hips, and I dragged her shorts all the way off and dropped them on the blanket next to us. I positioned myself between her legs, drinking in the glorious sight of her pouty and very moist-looking slit. "So," I asked in a husky voice. "Have I been good?" "Very good," she said, looking up at me with an expression of urgency. I could tell that she wasn't in the mood for any more foreplay, so I took her by the arms and lowered her back on the blanket. Her legs snapped open like springs as soon as her back touched the ground. I'd never seen her quite so worked up, and it was quickly rubbing off on me. I crawled over her and guided my cock toward the entrance to her body, then plunged it in all the way with one solid thrust that made Tammy groan loudly and dig her nails into my shoulders. Already knowing that I wasn't going to last very long, I kept my movement slow, seeming to tease her a little by deliberately taking my time. She thrust her hips up at me desperately, and with a frustrated groan, I realized that I wasn't going to be able to hold back at all. But Tammy's gasps and moans were coming faster as well, and I gave up and began fucking her quickly and forcefully, feeling her lock her strong legs behind my butt as she suddenly arched her back and screamed into the darkening woods. As she came I felt her pussy squeeze down, gripping me almost like a hand. It was way too much for me to take. I tried to pull out of her before it was too late, but her legs were still locked tightly behind me, holding me against her. I gave up and thrust in even deeper, losing myself in the incredibly powerful sensation of cumming inside her quivering body. I looked down at her guiltily as my head began to clear. She smiled up at me with glistening eyes and ran her fingers over my lips. I caught one in my mouth and sucked at it as my dick slowly softened inside of her. "It's okay," she whispered. She pulled me down and cuddled up against me, and we lay there together under the trees as the sun set and the stars came out above us. ------------------------------------------------------- Part Four My brother wasn't around when I got home that night, but my dad was. As usual he was half drunk and started raising hell about me being out so late. I mostly ignored him. He hadn't been that great of a guy even before mom died, and since then he had transformed himself into a complete asshole. He would hit the bars right when he got off work and usually only come home to sleep, which suited me just fine. I couldn't wait until I could get out of there. After a little while I managed to get him off my back. I flopped tiredly down on my bed and turned my thoughts to something much more pleasant. So far every time that Tammy and I had sex it had been better than the last. If things kept up like this I might not live much longer. As I turned out the light and went to sleep, I remembered our little accident at the park. If it was okay with her, it was okay with me, but I seriously didn't want to screw up her life or mine by getting her pregnant. We'd just have to be more careful next time, though part of me still couldn't believe that this was really happening. I kept expecting to wake up and find out that it was all a dream. I was awakened sometime early the next morning by the painful impact of my brother's fist into my gut. I half-sat up, holding my arms up protectively as I gasped for breath and tried to figure out what was going on. He shoved me back down on the bed, and I knew what it was as soon as I saw the look on his face. "You little fucker," he growled, his face red and his fists clenched. He knew. Somehow, he knew. "You little bitch-ass motherfucker." I lay there wheezing, waiting for him to explode and pound my face in. I probably deserved it, but that didn't make the idea any more appealing. I saw him raise his fist again, his lips pressed tightly together with rage. "Fuck!" He yelled, turning suddenly to kick my dresser hard enough to knock the lamp off. "I can't believe this shit! You of all fucking people!" He lowered his hands and glared at me. "I don't know whether I should beat the shit out of you or just be happy you're not a fucking fag." I watched him as he turned and walked to the doorway, stopping just outside in the hall. "Fuck it. That little slut isn't worth it. She probably started this anyway." He looked at me for a few seconds, almost looking more hurt than angry. He shook his head. "Just enjoy it until she starts fucking somebody else," he said with a mocking smile. "I know I did." He turned and left. Now it was my turn to be pissed off, but I kept my mouth shut. I knew that I'd just make things worse. This had to be one of the most miserable feelings I'd ever had in my life. I sat there on my bed for a good hour thinking about how things could have turned out differently. I fully expected that he would never want to talk to me again, though I was kinda surprised that he actually hadn't beaten the shit out of me. I noticed several people looking at me and passing comments behind my back at school, and I finally learned how my brother had found out. The little sister of one of his friends had gone by the lake yesterday and seen Tammy and I together. She must have told her brother, and then he told *my* brother. She had also apparently told every single person at school. I found myself being somewhat of a celebrity. The girls all looked at me like I was a slimeball, which wasn't much of a change. My reputation with a lot of the guys seemed to have increased though. None of it really mattered to me. All I could think about was Tammy. The rest of that day passed very slowly, especially since I spent most of it in the Principal's office bleeding into a paper towel. My nose ached and I was probably going to have a black eye, but the worst part about it was trying to explain what had caused me to flip out on two guys and start punching. They were jocks, and at least one was probably related to one of my brother friends. I'd heard them talking as I passed in the hall. I wasn't sure, but I think that they raised their voices to make certain I could hear what they were saying. I don't remember exactly what they said, though I do remember hearing the words "Tammy" and "whore" in the same sentence. I'm not an aggressive guy, but something just seemed to snap. I was as surprised as anyone when I turned around and punched the guy. He didn't look like he'd expected it either, and I clocked him pretty good. My success was short, though, as the guy next to him immediately thumped me in the nose. He didn't break it, but it hurt like hell and made my eyes start watering. From then on it was pretty much just me getting pounded until the fight was broken up a few seconds later. After being dragged to the office and calming down a little, I started to feel bad. Not about the fact that I'd just gotten my ass kicked, but from the fact that my dad was probably going to be dragged into all this. That was going to be bad for everybody. When the principal walked in, he sat down behind his desk and regarded me with the stern, unreadable expression that all authority figures seem to have. "I think I have some idea as to what this is all about," he said, after a few uncomfortable moments of silence. "There have been some ugly rumors going around today, haven't there?" I kept quiet, staring down at the gold plaque on his desk and probably looking as pathetic as I felt. "What happens outside of school is your business," he said, leaning back in his chair. "But getting in fights won't solve anything. I don't know if any of these stories are true, so I'm not going to mention them to your father." I felt like sighing with relief, but he wasn't finished yet. "I'll leave that for you to explain when he comes to get you. I've already called him at work." Great. Even if I lied about how the fight had started, he was still going to blow a major fuse. He was probably going to kick me out of the house. Things had sure gone from great to shit in a big fucking hurry. My dad wouldn't talk to me. He just drove, keeping his eyes straight ahead. I was used to him yelling. I could deal with that. His silence was scaring the shit out of me. We got home and I followed him inside. He sat down at the kitchen table and looked up at me. The expression in his eyes couldn't have been clearer. I sat down in a chair opposite from him and stared at the floor. "What was this about?" He finally asked. Then added, "And you'd better have a goddamned good answer." I tried to think of a good answer, but couldn't. So I settled for the truth. "A girl." He looked at me for a long moment, then set off into one of the longest but most rational lectures he'd ever given me. I was hard to believe that this was the same guy who came in at two a.m. last night yelling about how the cat was a 'miserable fuckstick' before throwing up in the trash. I got the impression that he was actually proud of me for fighting, especially since there was a girl somewhere in the picture. He left off by telling me that I was grounded for the rest of the week since I'd also been suspended from school, then gave me some rather painful medical attention in the form of ice and hydrogen peroxide. My left eye had swollen up and was looking pretty bad. My nose was still sore, but that and a few nasty bruises were about the extent of my injuries. I'd gotten hurt a lot worse falling off my bike. After he was done I retreated to my room. I was still feeling bad. I couldn't stop wondering how Tammy was doing. I ached just to be able to see her, to talk to her, to touch her. That evening I wandered around the house doing the chores that my dad had assigned me. He hadn't gone out that night, instead staying home to make sure I didn't run off anywhere. I caught my brother looking at my black eye for second when he came home, and then he just shook his head and walked past. I didn't know what he thought about me getting in a fight, but I did know that he would've done the same thing. He also probably would've won. I went to bed late, but I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about Tammy, wondering if she was asleep right now, or if she was awake and maybe thinking about me. The sudden crack of something hitting my bedroom window startled me out of my thoughts. I quickly got out of bed and pulled the curtains aside to look for whatever had made the noise. There was movement from below, and I was surprised to see Tammy standing on the little stretch of lawn below my window. She waved up at me, then walked away toward the front of the house. I dressed with growing excitement and went downstairs as quietly as I could. I'd sneaked out of the house at night before plenty of times, but never for a reason like this. Tammy ambushed me as I walked out to the driveway, coming out from behind the hedge and latching her arms around me with a quiet giggle. "Am I being kidnapped?" I whispered. "Yes," she answered matter-of-factly, grabbing me by the hand and leading me down the street to where she'd left her car. She fell back against the driver's side door and pulled me against her, holding me tightly around the waist. "I had to see if you were okay," she said quietly as she looked up at me. She frowned and gently touched my eye. "Does that hurt?" "A little," I answered, wincing. Actually, it hurt quite a bit. She punched me lightly on the chest, suddenly looking angry. Something about redheads and their tempers flashed through my mind. "That was a dumb thing to do," she told me. "You could've really gotten hurt." I knew she was right, but I still felt defensive. "They were saying..." She cut me off. "That's no reason to get yourself beat up!" She started at the loudness of her own voice, looking around sheepishly at the dark houses along the street. "Sorry," she said in a much softer tone, looking into my eyes and running her fingers lightly over my lips. "I just care about you. A lot. No matter what happens or what anybody says, I want to be with you. I don't care about anything else." I stared at her for a moment, then put my hands on her waist and kissed her. It was like she had spoken my exact thoughts. Her lips moved urgently against mine, and she ran her fingers through my hair as she returned my kiss hungrily. After a few moments we paused, and I rested my forehead against hers as our breath mingled in the dark night. "Let's go for a drive," she said, then gave me a squeeze and got into her car. I smiled and joined her. She pulled on to the road, and for safety I tried waiting for as long as I could before touching her. I held out for a whole thirty seconds. I leaned over and kissed her ear as she drove us...somewhere. I wasn't exactly paying attention. I was totally focused on sucking her earlobe until she pulled off the road and killed the lights. Looking around, I saw she'd driven us to the top of a hill that overlooked the valley. The lights of all the buildings and streetlamps looked like a sea of multicolored stars below us. She kissed me as her hands slid around my side and shoulder. I kissed her back as passionately as I could. Suddenly she broke the kiss and slid her hands up along my neck and through my hair. She looked at me, and in the faint moonlight her face was a strange combination of pale, beautiful, and sad. "I thought I knew what love was supposed to be," she said quietly, her eyes turning misty. "I didn't. I fell for all the wrong guys. I...its just...what I feel for you is so strong its almost scary." She broke into tears and wiped her eyes with an embarrassed smile. "I'm sorry," she said, a stray teardrop rolling down her cheek. "Don't be," I answered, leaning in and kissing the teardrop before it could get away. "I feel the same way." She hugged my neck and kissed me on the forehead. I looked up at her for a moment, and she lowered her chin, presenting her irresistible lips to me as she slowly closed her eyes. I gently touched my lips to hers, just rubbing them lightly together before gradually increasing contact. Tammy moaned as I cupped her right breast in my hand, squeezing and rubbing it lightly as I kissed her. We just sat there and kissed for a while, our hands moving lazily over each other. It was great just being able to relax and take our time, and I was enjoying every glorious second of it. Tammy slowly pulled my shirt up, running her free hand over my stomach and chest. I lifted my arms up so she could take it off completely. I did the same with hers, and she nimbly reached behind her and unclasped her bra. I took it off her and dropped it to the floor, then let my hands take its place. "Backseat?" She asked breathlessly after a moment. "Definitely," I answered. Soon we were situated in back with the front seats slid all the way up. I pulled her into my lap and popped one of her nipples into my mouth as I moved my hands down her stomach to undo her pants. With her help they were quickly left in a heap on the floor along with her panties, leaving me free to slide my hands underneath her and squeeze her curvy butt. She moaned and rubbed her hands over my shoulders, settling down in my lap with her legs spread on either side of me. I could feel the heat of her inner thighs through my shorts. She felt like she was burning up. I sucked and nibbled lightly at her nipples, causing her to gasp and grip my shoulders. Before long she sat up and wrestled my shorts down enough to expose my cock. She sat back down again on my lap, and I groaned as I felt the very warm and moist lips of her pussy slide against the hard length of my dick. Tammy seemed to like the feeling too. She started to move her hips in little circles, rubbing her pussy against my shaft. The sensation was great, but it was teasing me almost beyond my limits. I reached down between her legs and aimed my dick upward, and Tammy impaled herself on it with a groan. My whole body shivered as she sank down onto my cock, her steamy tunnel engulfing every millimeter until our pubic bones were pressed snugly together. Her flushed and beautiful face was an inch away from mine, and we locked eyes for a second before she kissed me with a moan of pure passion. I echoed her moan as she locked her arms around my neck and began to bounce wildly, her perky tits quivering with her movements. I held on to her smooth hips as she rode me, enjoying every touch, every sight, every smell, every sound of Tammy's body as she made love to me fiercely in the backseat of her car. The windows were steaming up. We were kissing, our tongues mirroring the action of our bodies. Just when I was thinking that I couldn't survive something this awesome for very much longer, her moans and whimpers grew in urgency. In the space of only a few moments she was there, and I kissed her all over her face and neck as she came with a series of shudders and short, gasping moans. I was very close to cumming myself, but I used every once of willpower I possessed to hold back, not wanting to repeat the little 'accident' we'd had in the woods. Somehow I won out, and I held her and stroked her face gently as she caught her breath. "You're incredible," she breathed, looking misty eyed again. Then she crushed her lips to mine and kissed me feverishly. She slowly raised herself, my dick slipping out of her and falling against my stomach with a wet slap. Squirming around until she could lie back flat on the seat, she looked up me and tugged at my shoulders. I suddenly realized what she had in mind and I moved up as she slid further beneath me on the seat, stopping when I was straddling her chest. Taking my straining cock in her hand, she slowly raised her head and brought it to her lips, never once breaking eye contact. A delicious thrill shot through me as she took the head of my penis inside her warm mouth. This was exactly the position that I'd caught her and my brother in. I felt lightheaded as she closed her eyes and began sucking tenderly on my dick, bobbing her head as she drew even more of me between her soft, wet lips. She worked on my cock with a slow; steady pace, sometimes letting it out of her wonderful mouth to run her equally wonderful tongue along the sides or underneath it. Just when I thought that the sensations could get any better, she started slowly pulling it with her hand as she lovingly sucked one of my balls into her mouth. I'd never felt anything like it, and it quickly pushed me over the edge. My body tensed and suddenly I couldn't remember how to talk or even move as my approaching orgasm short-circuited my brain. Tammy sensed what was happening, and she got her mouth around the head just in time to catch the first spurt as I exploded. My hips moved forward involuntarily, my whole body feeling like one huge nerve centered on the incredible feelings coming from the head of my cock. "Oh God, Tammy..." I moaned when I could find my voice. Tammy continued to suck gently as the last tremors subsided, her hands Playfully squeezing my butt. I slowly crawled back until we were lying face to face. I ran my fingers though her silky hair and looked into her eyes. I knew right then that no matter what happened, there was nothing that either of us wouldn't do to make each other happy. She smiled. A tiny smear of cum glistened on her bottom lip. I smiled back and kissed her. End