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 Title: Secret Summer with Melinda


Summary: Secret discovery leads to more with sis.


Keywords: inc,fic



   "Sure.  Sure.  That would be fine.  Three months.  Wow!  Ok Nana....."

   I was listening to Melinda on the phone as she talked to our grandma. 
Not exactly sure what the other end of the conversation was.  I left the
room to gather up some more of my stuff.  I was moving, not exactly sure
where.  Melinda was still home, but I was just too stir crazy to stay home
anymore and I had a friend who said I could stay there awhile.  I needed to
find a situation with like four roommates so I could afford rent but I
wasn't waiting.

   As I set a big box by the door, Melinda popped into the doorway.  "That
was Nana!"

   "I knew that.  And...." I reached for another box.

   "Well, I think we have an answer." I looked at her uncomprehending.  She
was swinging herself back and forth, like a little girl, "Nana wants to go
on a trip this summer, for THREE months, maybe four.  She asked if I would
like to stay and watch her house while she was gone."

   "Why, is that an answer to OUR problem."

   "Cause silly.  I want out of this house as much as you do.  You could
stay there too.  It would be FR-EE," she sing-songed that word to me. 
Free.

   We were both totally broke, and even though Melinda stayed home she had
to pay some rent.  I was just there for a short while.  And the deal was I
had to move on.

   I was thinking, nodding my head.  "Ok." One of the things I wanted to do
was get away from family, and well Melinda WAS still family - but damn,
free.

   She clapped her hands and ran from the room.

   "All summer!"

   ********************

   The house opened up in a week, we said our goodbyes to grandma at the
door, and it took no time at all before Melinda and I settled right in. 
Melly took Nana's room on the second floor - I didn't care.  I took the
room I always stayed in when I was there.  I loved this house, it was huge,
lots of rooms.  And Nana left tons of food in the freezer and said we could
have it all.  Was this real....

   Those first days were sort of awkward for some reason, everything
different.  We were like adults now, playing house with one another.  No
one else around, just she and I.  We weren't in school, no parents, we were
both working; odd hours, weekends.  Typical type jobs for our age, Melinda
would turn 25 later this year.

   She had so many clothes, compared to my two suitcases and a couple of
boxes for music and stereo (which I did not need by the way), so I helped
her carry her masses of stuff.  One of the laundry baskets of hers I helped
carry was filled with her panties.  I walked in staring at the most amazing
array of panties I'd ever seen, I could NOT help but look.  Felt myself
flush a little.  Tiny, silk, all colors, see through, old, little fluffs
and frill; and I could see words on some of them here and there.  One was
tipped into the pile, red - white lettering `It Ain't.....' Curious, I
tugged on it a little, my eyes opening wide as I read - `It Ain't....... 
Going to Lick Itself,' across a the tiniest little triangle of fabric.  God
damn!

   I felt myself turn a shade of red.  I knew my sister - this was not her
- she was this shy little girl.  I had always thought of her that way. 
Innocent.  But the last several years she had changed so much, she had
blossomed into this simply breathtaking woman.  She was so beautiful -
really beautiful (did she not realize?); long wavy hair, beautiful green
eyes, nice mouth.  She had dimples, really a dimple on her left side when
she smiled.  Her eyebrows were these dark curves in combination with her
big eyes, really pretty.

   She was tall and thin, and at twenty four had filled out in the hips and
thighs, god she had the most gorgeous pert ass.  *Was I thinking that* But
it had to be her best feature.  No one's ass looked better in tight blue
jeans.  She had tan smooth skin, her hair longer than it had ever been,
shiny, thick and soft, the color of honey.  She had green eyes that were so
bright, sparkling; and just a light spattering of freckles.  God I did, I
loved the way she looked now.  I kept staring at those panties as I walked
up the stairs.

   But shy.  She was so shy, not around everyone, she was NOT shy around me
- not at all.  We had lots of fun.  Around her girlfriends she had a
wonderful laugh, everything was funny.  She always laughed at something,
and if someone got hurt _Ha!  - she so tended to laugh at inappropriate
things that way.  Like if she threw a ball at you, she might throw it
really hard, and laugh uproariously as it bounced off you.  Even so, I
never could have imagined that THIS is what she wore under her clothes. 
These panties.

   I was picturing her in them, seeing `It Ain't Going to Lick Itself' in
my minds eye.  Delicious.  Couldn't help it......  when she suddenly
appeared in the doorway, right in front of me.

   I handed her the basket, "I brought these up."

   She looked at the basket and then me, the one pair of panties laid out
flat on top.  She read, I saw her eyes widen, then look back at me.  I
smiled.  I watched her turn a shade of red, "Uh, thanks."

   She took the basket and I went back downstairs.

   ******************

   Melinda was a baker, I think that's what it is.  She made cakes,
cupcakes, I think pastries.  And when they are short of help pretty much
everything else.  And they always seemed short of help.  So she worked
really hard and came home bone tired.  But she always came home with food.
It was great.  Saving still more money.  And she loved food, it was always
so good.  Lots of times she had made it herself.  Very particular about her
food.

   She especially loved soup and bread.  Good bread.  There was a
difference.  My schedule tended to be later than hers and so she was most
always home when I got home.  We really got into a regular routine and she
usually waited for me to come home before she ate - so WE could eat
together.  She waited for me.  It was , well, sweet.  She was such a
caretaker.  I was liking her more and more as I got to know her as an
`adult,' we playing house.  God we were grown up now and it so felt like we
were like this couple.

   I got home earlier than usual.  I work, also at a food place, but more
like stocking shelves, ordering items, for an online delivery service.  The
computers went down and they sent us home.  When I stepped into the house I
called out, "Melinda."

   No answer.

   "Melly?" I was looking around.  Her stuff was sitting by the door, I ran
up the stairs and looked in her room.  Her clothes were spread out on the
bed, and I thought - oh, she's outside in the hot tub.

   She loved the hot tub in this place.  It was huge.

   I went to my room since it was close and just peeked out the window to
see, and there she was!  She had actually just walked out there.  I could
see her in her little bikini, holding her towel over her arm, tossing her
hair over her shoulder.  It was still light out, the sun slanting through
the trees so that the tub looked illuminated between shadows.  I watched
her, her long wavy hair, her small hands as she set the towel down by the
side of the tub, illuminated with light.

   Stunning!  I kept watching.  She was standing again, stretching out,
arching her back - we look so different when we don't know we are being
watched.  I hadn't really looked at her, SEEN her, in a bikini.  When she
knew I was there I had always sort of averted my eyes, just seen her out
the corner of my eye.  But now....what I noticed was, what else, her great
ass!  Long legs and this wonderful pert ass' the curves of her, the
wonderful flair of her narrow waist.  Her breasts, they were small.....  I
was just watching her rise back up again....

   When!!

   I stepped back from the window, still looking down at her, my eyes
riveted.  She was reaching back with both arms.  Holding her hands behind
her back, and then leaning forward let her bikini top slide down her arms;
as she leaned forward I could see the two little cups drop away from her
bare breasts.  My heart started to pound, I kept watching.  Part of me
thought that I better go back into the house, but.....I was frozen.

   She was so casual, liquid, light, soft.  It was a very private back
yard. But still.  Her breasts were like these drops clinging to the front
of her.  Beautiful, perfect little nipples.  Not big at all, but god she
looked so amazing, her hair fallen around her shoulders.  Such little
nipples, I loved looking at her.  I could see her perfectly from where I
stood.  I wasn't more than 15 feet away looking down at her.  She turned a
little grasping her bikini bottoms and tugged them down her thighs, and
then - her pussy came into view.  I had NEVER seen my sisters pussy.  I
kept watching, could feel myself getting hard, my cock stiffening, rising
in my jeans.

   Those long legs, they seemed so much longer when she was naked.  She had
just this little wisp of dark hair right between her legs, almost no hair
at all.  She turned, her wonderful ass, before stepping down into the
water.

   The bubbles from the frothing tup obscured her naked form but I kept
watching.  I was not going to move anywhere.  She kept looking toward the
house.  Checking.  Settling herself into the tub.  She reached back onto
the wood decking and grabbed her top and bottoms tucking them underneath
her towel; then settling herself into one of the corners, shifting around a
bit, and lifting herself, positioning, gripping the sides of the tub.  As I
continued to watch....I realized what she was doing.

   Each corner had these nozzles that sprayed high pressure water into the
tub, making the water churn.  There must have been a hundred of them in
this tub.  I was watching her, leaning herself forward and holding herself
up a little ways from the corner seat, tipping her head down toward the
water and then arching back looking up at the sky.  Sliding her torso back
and then forward, back then forward....letting the jets spray up between
her legs.  Oh my God!  She was sitting right on them.  She was using the
water jets to masturbate.

   It was too much.  I was watching my Melinda masturbating.  She was
sliding forward then arching herself back, moving in a line in a steady
motion, her mouth held open.  I went immediately hard, began to
unconsciously stroke my cock over my pants, and then dip my hands into my
pants and grasped my penis.  I was already wet, dripping from the tip of my
cock as I watched sliding my fingers around my tip.

   After a little while she was rapidly bouncing herself, almost shaking,
up and down in the water, and I could tell she was whimpering, moaning -
really getting aroused.  When her shoulders began to shake, she was
trembling, gripping the edge of the tub, squeezing her hands and I could
tell she was squeezing her thighs as well.  Holding herself, had her eyes
closed tight..  I knew I was watching her orgasm, watching it wave through
her body, seeing her throw her head back and sink low into the water.  It
was so erotic, seeing her cum.  Her not knowing I was there.  I just
couldn't stop looking at her as she gradually relaxed, let go the edge of
the tub, just settling into the water, falling back into the corner laying
her head back, eyes closed - spent.  I could see the tops of her breasts
floating, perfect rounds at the surface of the water.  This was too too
much.

   I went back in my room and tugged my pants off, pulled off my boxers and
began to tug at my cock, sliding my hands along myself.  I was so wet, my
fingers slid easily along my length.  In no time I was spraying cum up on
myself, cumming so hard, just picturing her in the tub.  I grabbed my
underwear, wiping myself off, and went back to the window - shit!  Shit!!
She was gone.  Her towel, her bikini.  I closed my door, pulled on some
fresh clothes and then opened the door carefully.

   Where was she??

   As I walked down the stairs there was my Melly, wrapped in a towel, her
hair soaking wet.  Her cheeks flushed, her red lips.  She was in her bikini
again.  I could see the straps on her shoulder.

   She looked surprised, "You're home??"

   "The computer went down - at work."

   "How long have you been here?" I smiled inside as I listened to the
trill of her voice, a light quaver.  Guilt in her voice.

   "No more than two minutes.  Just ran up and changed."

   She smiled (relief?).  "I was in the hot tub.  I brought home potato
soup for tonight, and some potato gnocci - it's potato night - wooohoooo."

   I smiled, "Great!" eyeing her as she ran up the stairs.

   I could totally picture her naked, her perfect ass bouncing up the
stairs.

   ********************

   Well it did not take much prompting for me to figure out how to get home
a little earlier from my job each day.

   I found someone willing to trade with me, and would ride home trembling
with anticipation.  But it proved to be a really hit and miss affair.  Some
days Melinda herself would run late, some days she would be there (I would
check the windows and wait) but for whatever reason, not be settling
herself in the hot tub; but about two or three days each week she followed
this little routine of coming home - probably on the days she was STRESSED
- slipping out of her bathing suit and into the tub.

   Delicious.

   It was simply too delicious for words.  I would strip out of my clothes
and settle in the corner of my window and just watch her, masturbating my
bare cock along with my sister - guilt long ago vanished - this was beyond
perfect.  She did different little things too, used a couple of the
different jets.  Variety - ahhhh, I like that.  I would watch so carefully,
waiting for that moment she was cumming.  The look in her eyes, the way she
held her mouth, the trembling of her shoulders, the tension the release,
that rocking motion, her body bouncing quickly in the water, the surrender
and release, the way she always fell back into the tub and closed her eyes.
The way her breasts floated on the surface of the churning water.

   Then.....then lifting herself out of the water, better even than her
going in.  Watching the water slide off her as she rose up naked, shiny and
wet; languid, happy relaxed, knowing her pussy had been ravished by the
water jets.  Knowing she had orgasmed, held her legs open, I could imagine
the water as my fingers up inside her, her body seemed even more erotic to
me.  The ends of her hair dripping wet; or wet completely because she
dipped herself under water before getting out.  Cupping her breasts, drying
herself slowly with the towel, looking at her body, touching herself
briefly between her legs and then stepping back into her bikini, retying
the top around her - always checking, looking around.

   My system wasn't working all that great over time.  There had been
enough times where I was coming home, checking in the window or peeking in
the door and she would spot me.  Then, I would pop up - everything normal -
settle myself down as best I could and explain I got out early.  A few
times catching her in her suit before she had gotten out there - thinking
to myself DAMN.  But the erraticness of my schedule resulted in her
engaging in her little escapade less and less and less.  She did not want
to be caught - she was careful that way.

   It stopped being worth it to come home, I started working my regular
hours again.  Knowing she was probably at home, knowing the exact time she
tended to slip into the water.  I would feel myself getting an erection as
I worked - just the thought of her, I could see her, what she did - the
most excruciating detail.

   I could close my eyes now and see her as she came, see her bouncing in
the water, see that liquid stare in her eyes.........

   ****************

   It was Fate.

   That is all I can say.

   I was sound asleep and it was late, like Midnight when something woke
me. It was a line of light moving in arcs around my room.  My room was very
dark at night, this was a neighborhood without street lights.  As my eyes
adjusted, this light came into focus, more of a cluster of light, sparkles
of light......Hovering, moving, arcing across the wall, erratic, tipping up
onto the ceiling.  It had a movement, a direction.  Stopping, then arcing
away, then back again.  What the....?

   I slipped out of bed, and passed the window.

   Melinda!

   So......She had moved her naughtiness to night-time.  I could not
believe my good fortune - good fate.  She had a glass in her hand, there
was a light on at the house casting a glow over the tub, and the reflection
of that light on her glass - probably the ice - was sparkling shadows in my
room.  It had to be Vodka, or Jack, or maybe even Scotch.  Melinda always
said she never met a drink she didn't like.

   She was naked again.  I could tell, laying in the tub sipping her drink,
looking around.  Settling herself into the water, her hair floating out on
the churning water.  She did not have the tub lights on.  My heart was
pounding a million miles a second.  It had been like three weeks since I
had watched her.  I was seeing far less in the low light, but could still
make out the movement of her body, see her rocking in the water, looking
down into the water and then up at the sky, her open mouth, her eyes
closed. I slipped out of my boxers, gripping my cock.  Delicious.

   So now I waited for her at night, and another pattern emerged. 
Weekends!!  Fridays and Saturdays at about midnight, she was slipping out
into the night.  Insatiable.  Such a hungry little girl I thought to
myself. This girl really likes to masturbate.  And at night she did seem
even more relaxed; and even better, she let herself cum more than once. 
The trembling orgasm coursing through her, which I so loved watching would
transition to her settling into the corner a little while enjoying her
drink before.....another session.  Those second orgasms appeared to be even
better than the first.  And I made a new discovery, if I made a little
crack in my window - I could hear her!!

   Her whimpers, `mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm,' these low moans, squeaks.  An
occasional `oh yeah, god yeah,' her panting and breathing.  I loved to hear
her, her soft voice.  This little girl voice.  It went right into me as I
watched her there.  I would sit in the dark and cum along with her, but I
was wanting more......much more.

   The day it happened was unmarked.....  it could have been any one of the
weekend nights.  In fact I never could have planned it, my heart would have
exploded in my chest for nervousness.  But I was sitting there naked as I
did, and she was out there standing by the tub.  I was watching her remove
her top, remove her bottoms, get into the water and then tuck her tops and
bottoms under her towel.  Never varying.  Then settling into the
water......but tonight would be different.  I simply rose from the window
and without even thinking stood naked in my room as I looked out the window
one last time, my cock pointing straight up, before I.........  pulled on
my swim trunks.

   I was going to go out there!!

   I went down the stairs, did not want to surprise her; but also did not
want her to hop out of the tub and go dashing off into the woods
(hahahaha); I pictured that as well and thought it would be cruel.  My
Melinda hiding naked in the trees.  So, I went into the kitchen, stood by
the closest window to the tub - flipped on the light - knowing she would
know I could immediately see her there, in the tub.  She would not dash -
she was naked after all - and she would have no where to go, she would have
to sink into the tub and HOPE I didn't see her.  This was a well thought
out plan.

   I could not even feel my hands, for their tingling, could barely walk or
breath, as I stood with my finger on the switch, as I flipped it ON.  And
sort of looking without looking I glanced at the rapid turn of her head as
the light went on.  I was picturing her now `Fuck Fuck, what am I going to
do?' `Don't laugh' I kept telling myself, and then as I was walking back
from the fridge - pretending like I was getting a snack I `SAW'
her.......squinting out the window.  Pausing, like I was surprised/confused
(don't laugh I kept thinking).  She waved, a weak little wave of her hand.
God, I was exploding, don't laugh don't laugh.

   And then I saw a bottle of Vodka on the counter - tonight it was vodka -
saw the glass in her hand and I poured myself one, my hand was trembling. I
could barely contain myself as I took the bottle and just walked out onto
the deck, a glass in one hand the bottle in the other.

   "What are you doing out here?" I croaked, not even bothering to explain
why I would be coming downstairs for a snack in my swim trunks.

   "Just getting, uh.....fresh air.  It's nice.....  out here at night. 
Fresh, air.  Quiet." Fear in her voice.  I ignored it.  She was sunk down
into the water, had moved away to the other side away from her towel. 
Guilt by association, she was not on her little masturbation jets.

   "Mind if I join you?"

   "Uh......no."

   "I brought some more out," held out the vodka.  "Saw it there.  Want
some more??"

   "Uh," distracted, "Yeah." She held her glass out far from herself. 
Still sunk deep into the water, neck deep, I know she was trying to keep
her shoulders from showing (no straps) but even in this low light I could
so perfectly see her bare breasts below the surface of the water.

   I stepped in, slipping into the water, sat directly across from her,
right by the little towel.  Her towel.  Laid my towel on top of hers.  I
could just hear the chatter in her brain - would have given anything to
hear inside her thoughts (Rat Bastard, Fuck Fuck Fuck, Jesus Shit).  She
had a pretty naughty mouth.

   So there we sat.  "Mmmm.  Your right.  This IS nice." I said, eyeing
her, holding out my glass like I was toasting her, and drank.  "Want me to
turn the hot tub lights on??"

   "NO!" She bellowed too loud, I had my hand on the switch.  *Don't laugh
don't laugh* "I mean I like it just like this."

   I wanted to play dumb but not too dumb.  "Ok." I moved away from the
switch before continuing, "Besides, uh, I-think-you-might-be-topless." I
was trembling as I said that in a measured tone.  Should I have said that?
What the hell, I thought.  What can she do?

   "What??"

   "I can totally see from here Melinda.  It's alright......No big deal.  I
can't see that much."

   Silence, then, "Oh." She rose a little I could see her bare shoulders,
could actually see her breasts quite a bit better.  I think she was already
a little tipsy because she was not processing how she looked to me just
then very well.

   "Did you come out here topless?"

   "No, uh, I just tucked it under my, uh, towel." She was pointing with
her finger, still holding the glass.

   It was right behind me - I knew right where it was, had watched her tuck
it away many many times - and I looked back, lifted the towels up.

   She sunk back down, didn't even bother saying anything.  "Your bottoms
are here too!!" I held them up.  I had both her top and bottom in my hand
holding them in front of her.

   "Give them to me!" She said stern, angry, but also quiet.

   "Don't know if I want to."

   "Here!!  Give them......." She began to move toward me, reaching out,
and I quick tossed them over, not even thinking - just a split second
reaction - toward the house.  You could hear them hit the deck lightly,
landing under the light that was on.  About 15 feet from the tub.

   "Ooops."

   "You fucker.  FuCK!!  You, fuck....." She said to herself.  She looked
so angry just then.  And she threw herself into the corner, eyeing me.  "I
wanted some privacy.  Rat Bastard."

   "I bet you did......" She looked at me, sort of a half pout, anger
sparking from her eyes.  I continued, "Melinda, I have a confession....."
Her eyes watching me, emotionless.  ".....I know what you do, out
here.....I mean......."

   Silence.

   "With the jets."

   She looked away, guilt filling her.  I watched her lick her lips, sink
into the water.  She wanted to get away, leave.  She was trapped.

   "It's ok.  No big......." Had I gone to far??

   She began to drink her vodka down, and I finished mine.  I said again,
"It's ok."

   "What.  How did you know?  You watch me, or something."

   "Actually.....  uh, yeah." She was surprised by my answer I think, a
slight scowl on her face....or a confused smile.

   "Your sick.  You WATCHED me?  Out here."

   "I'm not the one out here naked in a hot tub getting ready to
masturbate....How long.  How long you done this?"

   "Get my suit," she commanded.

   I just repeated, "How long?  In Nana's Tub I mean.  When did you start -
THIS.  Since.....Tell me and I'll get your suit."

   "Oh god!" It came out with such disgust.  "Get MY SUIT!!!  I'm not
telling you......" I wasn't moving.  Her eyes glaring.  Menacing.  " I
don't know.  Long time.  I honestly don't....." I could see her
remembering, thinking back.  She looked away.

   "It's ok, nor-mal..." We sat there awhile.  She was still sitting down
in the corner.  I could see the water foaming around her, see her breasts
perfectly.  And then I blurted out, "Don't let me stop you.  Go ahead,"
surprising myself as I continued.

   She was not comprehending what I was saying, I said it again, "Don't
stop..You don't have to stop....I can watch."

   "NOooo!!" It exploded out of her, she held her mouth open, this long
drawn out No-oo-ooo.

   "I mean I already have.  Go on.  Only difference is you would know."

   "Get my suit.  NOW!!" Panic in her voice.

   "Do it for me, and THEN I'll go get it."

   "You said you'd get it if I told you how long I've, um....."

   ".......You said you didn't know.  You didn't answer."

   She began to answer...."I star....." I stopped her mid-sentence.

   "That offer was before.....  its changed." I had a coy smile.  I had
her. She would have to leave the tub naked and walk over to those lights,
get her suit herself and I would get to SEE her.  OR.......I had her.  She
knew it.

   "Fucker.  You, Rat Bastard."

   I had her.

   I remained silent, could see she was thinking now, looking at the water.
I knew she really wanted to get out.  Knew she needed to leave.  But....I
also knew, she really wanted to masturbate.  I knew that about her.  Knew.
I watched her, silent.

   ".....I......need......to sit over there.  K?" She pointed to where I
was, and for an awkward moment, she rose from her seat, moving toward me,
her naked form under the water.  I was a foot away from her, my hard cock,
the warm churning water, steaming up around us, as we were turning around
one another and moving to opposite corners.

   "Ok?" I said as we shifted, as I moved into `her' corner, as she set
herself into mine.

   She was lifting herself up slightly, sitting in the seat, lifting her
ass above the jets, bringing her legs open, gripping the edge of the tub. I
was watching her openly, asking now, "What do you do?"

   "I don't know, just sort of sit-on-it."

   "Anywhere in particular?"

   She looked at me, "My......  Pussy."

   That surprised me, she spat it out at me, but my God!  I had never heard
my sister say pussy before, and she was settling onto the jet, lifting
herself up the way she did, gripping the sides of the tub.  Her breasts
peeking out of the water now.  I was touching myself, stroking myself as I
watched her.

   "Want another drink."

   "Sure."

   I was watching her arch her back, look up, close her eyes, pulling
herself back and then forward, and then lowering her head forward, looking
down into the water, eyeing me as she did.  Anger in her eyes, but
something else too.  The feel of the jets spraying upon her, opening her
up, vibrating down there.  Something else too - the start of pleasure.  The
rhythmic streams of water churning against her, labia, vibrating her
clitoris.  Swirling up around her vagina, running over her anus.  I was
seeing that too.

   Watching her eyes go liquid.  Watching her mouth open, her breathing
change imperceptibly into a pant.  She was beginning to moan and whimper
lightly beneath her breathing, trying to be quieter.  But unable to control
her body, which was taking over.  I loved the way she held her mouth open
while masturbating.  I was no more than three feet from her now.  I wanted
to see her better.

   Her breathing was getting heavy, long breaths....and between her
pants......  "How many times.....have you.......watched me," she panted
out, lifting her eyes to me.  I could see pure desire.  She was getting so
aroused.  I simply looked deep into her liquid eyes, felt something
too......desire.

   She was squeezing her breasts, watching me with her mouth open as she
said that, licking her lips.  Moving, bobbing up and down.  She looked like
she was fucking.

   "About ten, fifteen times."

   She didn't even flinch, closed her eyes, and turned her head to the
side. I think it was running through her mind how she had been watched all
this time, her naked body in the tub masturbating on these jets, and
someone watching her, watching her cum, watching her orgasm.  She was
getting turned on.  Really turned on.  She brought one hand around and
began to squeeze her breasts, rub her nipples.  I didn't remember her
squeezing her breasts the way she was.

   "You.  Did you like it.....  like......  Watching me?" She said between
her breaths, breathing only through her mouth now.  Moving faster, shaking
herself over the jets.

   "Oh yeah."

   "Did YOU masturbate.....watching me."

   "Hmmm Hmmm.  Yeah." I nodded.  I could not take my eyes off her now.

   She was smiling, licking her lips, really moving on the jets.  Rising
and falling.  Bouncing on the jets.

   "Ah....Uh.....ah......" This verbal panting, eyeing me......"Want to see
better?"

   I was looking at her, said nothing.  She was reading my mind.

   "Go on.  Ah....Uh, turn on the lights.  Turn....." and I reached and
turned on the underwater tub lights, illuminating the water.  I also turned
off the floor and wall jets - just leaving the seat jets.  Something she
did NOT ask.  The water immediately going clear.

   She asked me if I wanted to see better.  The water stilled in the
center, giving me a crystal clear view of her.  She looked around,
realizing how exposed she was but just kept undulating on the jets beneath
her which were foaming and frothing up between her legs, squeezing her
breasts, running her hands down herself, holding herself over those jets.
Her body shining white in the water, her legs held open, I could see her
bare cunny, little wisps of hair there.

   I realized also, she could see me.  Her eyes were fixed, looking
directly at my cock.  I was so hard, I just held my hand to my crotch
stroking my length.  She was looking down at the water now, eyeing my cock,
then......up at the sky - the way she did.  And I watched her moving along
faster and faster, bounding rapidly up and down, back and forth biting her
lips - watching her orgasm just build and build and build.

   "Ahh Uh ahhh Uh," she was panting, growling.  "Oh yeah.  Oh yeah.  Oh
god" She was losing herself, forgetting I was there.  Until I could see the
trembling in her shoulders, the delicious way she whimpered out, "oh uh oh
god, oh." And a wave of orgasm rushing over her.  It was long, hard, and
she was so flushed; knowing she was being watched had her on a wave she
hadn't ridden before.  It was amazing to watch, her spasming in the water,
as she was losing control, knowing I was there.  She was looking at me like
a girl who had lost control of her body, liquid, distant.

   As she gradually came down from its grip, as she settled into the water,
falling back in her seat, legs splayed holding her hands between her legs -
she met my eyes.  My Melinda had returned.  But more wanton, innocence
gone, "Damn.  Fuck.  That was good."

   She kept looking at me, biting her lower lip.  "It was better....better
when you watched." She took her vodka, finished the glass.

   "I usually do it again.  I like to cum Twice."

   I said, "I know."

   "Wanna watch that one too?"

   **************************

   After that night, that fateful night, beginning immediately the next
day, there was something - something so different between us.  We never
talked about what happened, never acknowledged I had watched, nothing.  You
really couldn't put your finger on it.  She came downstairs about 10:00 in
her usual boy shorts and top that showed her midriff, bare feet.  She sat
in the kitchen sipped her tea, ate her breakfast.  We did dishes.  Talked
about our day, what we were going to do.  Catching these little glimpses of
each other.  Let the cats out.  `Normal' only not.  I went to the bathroom
from the kitchen, took out my penis, wet with pre cum, I was dripping.

   When I came back she looked at me, asked me what I was going to be doing
today, pressing her lips together.  I had some errands to run, was trying
to find a new job, fill out some forms.  Stuff.  She nodded.  I nodded. 
Catching her eye again, slight delays before we moved, before we finished
sentences.  This morning I was watching her mouth, her eyes, her tummy. 
This morning she was watching my chest, my mouth, my *cock* leaning toward
me when she talked.  Unmistakable.  Attraction.  Chemistry.  Our smells our
touch.  What were we feeling??

   She lay her hand on mine at the sink.  We caught our eyes, gazed at one
another, a little longer today.  The way she ate her food.  The way she
pressed her cup to her mouth, sipped her tea.  Her teeth.  The way she
flicked her hair out of her eyes.

   As she left to head up the stairs, she breathed out sort of nonchalant,
"I think I'm going to go to the hot tub again tonight.  Maybe not as late."

   I looked at her, smiling.

   "See ya."

   ******************************

   Tonight we were going out to the tub at the same time - together.  We
both had our swim trunks on and we both had our towels.  We knew what we
were going to do.  This time she lay her towel down on the deck and slipped
into the water first, with her suit on; so I did the same.

   I was eyeing her carefully.  It was dark and I turned on the light
illuminating the water of the tub.  She didn't stop me.  No jets on yet
crystal clear water.  We were in this little dance, circling one another,
floating in the water.  I mirrored what she did.

   We settled into `our' corners, she reached back unclasped her top and
let it slide down her arms, threw it out onto the deck - slap!  About five
feet away.  She laughed.  "Ha!"

   I took my trunks off letting my cock come into perfect view - already
hard - and she watched me, looking down into the water between my legs.  I
know she was watching my cock as I threw my trunks out from the tub, my
cock head bobbing up out of the water as I stood, a little smile on her
face.  We laughed as my trunks landed SLAP!  against the deck.

   She said as she looked at me, "I want to see YOU cum too," slipping her
bottoms off and threw them away from the tub as well, calling out "Ha!" as
she did.

   "Ready," she cooed, her hand reaching out of the water turning on the
jets.

   "I need the side wall jets for me," I said to her.  She turned those on
as well, leaving the floor jets off.  Interesting.  The water was churning
and she sat in her corner, lifting herself up, getting into `position.'

   "We're being pretty bad," she said, looking at my cock as I was holding
myself up out of the water, positioning myself over one of the jets at the
side of the tub, basically right next to her.  Our feet touched.

   "Hmmmm.  Hmmmm," I simply acknowledged - agreed - said nothing.

   She continued, "No one can know we're doing this.....and, only while
we're at Nana's.  K?"

   I loved her little girl voice.  The conspiracy we were planning.  Too
delicious for words.  All I heard was that we could do this another two
months because that's how long we had left.  "No one will ever know." I was
in heaven going fuck fuck fuck.  I can NOT believe this is happening.

   "Give me a drink." I handed her her glass, and we began.....

   I needed to face the side of the tub, setting my cock right at the jet
that sprayed out from the side.  It caused my cock to vibrate, tingle, this
tremendous pressure falling over to one side and then over to the other. 
Churning against my skin, the feeling of water crushing onto my cock.  The
rush of water vibrating against me, spraying along one side, then twisting
my hip a little letting my cock pop through the stream so that it sprayed
on the other side.  It just felt amazing - and little did she realize I had
done THIS in this very tub many time as well.  I did not volunteer that
little bit of information.  Better to think she was the start of all of
this, that SHE was my corruption.

   "This feels so.....good.  Mmmmmmmm," I breathed.

   Her eyes were closed, she cooed out, "Hmmmm Hmmmm.  as she peeked at me,
wrinkling her nose, then laying her head back, eyes closed, rotating her
hips over the jets.  I was watching her squirm, wathing her small shoulders
rise and fall into the water.

   Because I was at the side and she was in the corner, we were actually
quite close to one another, and we basically openly watched one another as
we did this.  I held myself up on my knees.  The head of my cock was nearly
at the surface of the water.  We were touching and playing with each others
feet as we did this.

   She was also holding herself a little higher, I could see her breasts
perfectly, watching her rock her body backward and forward, following her
slit in the churning water.  My cock was trembling, in the jets of water
and my cockhead was coming in and out of her view at the surface of the
water.  I loved how she would set her head against the tub and watch my
cock trembling from the jets.  Her pussy was this arc between her open
legs, moving back and forth in the seat.  She was squeezing her breasts
again, I was feeling so horny I couldn't stand it.  Watching her body, so
open - right there for me.  Her one hand was up on the edge of the tub and
I lay mine on hers, she looked at me.  Deep into my eyes.

   My god, at that moment I could feel myself cumming, rising up from deep
inside.  I began to buck into the side of the tub and squeezed her hand as
I did, she squeezing my hand back, watching me.  Ribbons of cum spraying
out of me, and up out of the water, you could see the cum squirting up like
a little fountain, before coagulating at the surface.  She was looking at
me, giggling.  "That was quick."

   "It's pretty intense." I could feel my cock relax and I kept sitting
where I was right by her, facing her on the seat there.  She tipped herself
toward me a little, holding her legs open; not shy, hungry, still squeezing
her breasts.  Looking at me, her liquid stare and closing her eyes,
gradually getting herself more and more worked up.

   I lay a hand on her thigh, she did not move at all, just a little
sideways glance.  "Behave."

   I began to stroke her thighs from her knees to the bend right at her
abdomen, inches from her puss when I was at the top of her thigh.  "This
ok?"

   "Feels nice."

   And I continued, higher up following the line of her hip bone, rubbing
her tummy, stroking around her navel touching the little metal bar that
pierced her there, traced a line along her arms.  Curled my fingers into
hers.  Held her hand.  Then tracing my hands along her arm over her
shoulders; then tracing the edge of the water, and held the hand that was
cupped right over her breast.  "How about this?"

   I was trembling as I said that, holding on to her, touching her fingers,
pressing my fingers between hers so that I could feel her nipple on the
tips of my fingers.

   "Not exactly a good time to ask.  I'm so horny right now.......  I'd do
just about anything."

   Those words melted into me.  She had her eyes closed as she said it,
said it with a low growl.  I could feel her still rocking steadily in the
water, bobbing up and down, as I held my hand over hers she moved her hand
away letting me cup her breasts, and I squeezed.  Oh my god, squeezing her
breasts and just as I did, could feel her whole body begin to quiver and
tremble, buck forward and back.

   "Oh god.  Oh...uh..ah ah.  I'm cumming."

   She was looking right into my eyes.  Her little girl whimpers and moans,
louder and louder.  She was on fire, her body shook and she dropped onto
the jets, she looked like she was in pain.  And then she let go, looking at
me, my hand still on her breast and she fell away from me settling into her
seat.

   "Fuck...." she breathed out, looking at me, tugging her wet hair out of
her eyes and over her shoulders.  "That's the best orgasm......  fuck,
ever." She let a long breath out.  I settled back into my corner.

   "God that was good.  You better be careful.......  I'm going to get
attached to you."

   I smiled.

   And then she was gathering herself, collecting herself.  "But..." She
was thinking, "I like what you did.  It was.....ok.  " As she was saying
this, she was lifting herself from the tub, naked, the water cascading down
her form.  She stood naked above me, I was looking up her long legs, she
was smiling down at me.  Utterly nonchalant.  Relaxed.  She loved being
looked at like this, I could tell as she continued, " But now that's it,
ok? We can do this, you can touch me.  A little......  Like you did.  But,
that's it!!  You have to promise.  Or....otherwise we can't do this. 
Promise?"

   I was looking up with her, she had her towel in her hand, stepping out
onto the deck again, casually drying herself.  I nodding.  I agreed.  I
would have said anything.  "Don't you want to do it again?"

   She stood there with her hands on her hips, "Not after that - Fuck - I'm
wiped.  If I came again like that I wouldn't be able to walk." I laughed.

   And then turning she grasped her top and then her bottoms, finished
toweling herself off under the lights, and without putting anything back on
slipped back into the house.

   "Nite nite."

   **************************

   I got home a little late today, opening the door, "Melly!"

   I saw all these little messes in the house, she was definitely home.  I
called again, "Melly, you bring any food home - I'm hungry."

   I saw her coming down the stairs, "In the fridge.  Minestrone and bread.
There's an open bottle of wine on the counter."

   But I barely heard what she said.  She had slipped into pair of pajamas
- it was only like 7:00 - the pair which she had owned forever.  They were
gray with these white elephants.  As she stepped down the stairs and on
into the kitchen I watched the thin fabric hugging her ass and breasts. 
The top was so small it rose up exposing her whole middle.  I could see her
tan tummy perfectly as I followed her and she turned to me.  God, her thin
waist.  I was drinking her in.

   "It's movie night!" she said self satisfied.  Knowing how I was looking
at her, eyeing her, she letting me, "for US.  I went and got a bunch I
thought we might like."

   We continued into the TV room with this enormous wide couch.  "You can
eat in here.  Go get ready first.  It's a pajama party." She laughed
letting me look at her again.

   "I only wear boxers."

   She looked at me, looked at my crotch, licked her lips.  "S'alright. 
Then go get them on." I'd never seen her look at me like that before.

   I ran up the stairs.

   So that is how we lounged.  After I ate, she crawled cross the floor
toward the screen to slip the first movie in.  I watching the thin fabric
of her bottoms fold in a line along her ass, and fall away from her thighs,
looking up inside her bottoms.  The fabric around her legs pulling up so
that I could see the curve of her puss, that line of bare skin along her
thighs, the fabric tugging, opening up at the edges.  I went instantly
hard. We were both sipping our wines, she had to be on her second glass. 
As she crawled back to the couch, smiling, she could see the line of my
cock bulging up my front.  The wet drip staining the top through the
fabric.

   I honestly don't remember what the movie was.  I simply watched Melinda
as she lay curled on the sofa near my feet.  I reached out with my legs, my
bare feet and touched her, we held our feet together.  She played with my
toes.  I was lusting for her bare feet, her painted toes, drinking in the
feel of her.  Watched the tip of her hip as she lay curled there.

   The way she was sitting I could see the fabric bunching up between her
legs.  She kept tossing her hair back.  She was holding a pillow at her
front, her head leaning against a cushion.  I know she was noticing how I
looked at her tonight, she smiled at me, loving her effect on me.  The way
we were feeling around each other was just building and building and
building.  Our chemistry, how aroused we both were getting, just letting it
happen without talking about it at all.  Of her being watched, of me
thinking she was beautiful, of my arousal, my hard cock.  Her eyes grazing
across my lap.

   She put in the next movie, looking back at me, wicked wicked grin, "I
love this one.  Ever seen it before, Last Tango in Paris.  Such a classic."

   Last Tango in Paris!  "Yeah, its like what thirty years ago, Bertolucci.
Her directed `The Dreamers' too.  Love everything he does!  Marlon Brando.
The secret room."

   She scooched herself closer, "Well I love this movie.  It seems so,
sweet.  Naughty.  The ending is........  pretty disturbing, but the
BEGINNING.  Mmmmmmm.  Yummy." I had never heard her say yummy before.  As
she leaned against me, I could feel her breasts press against me, and I put
my arm around her pulled her close.

   She looked at me, leaning herself back a little, let me look down the
front of her.  Her tummy this little pouch over her bottoms.  "I like to
masturbate to this movie." Did she say what I thought she did?  I just kept
looking at her, she lay her head on my shoulder.

   I let it go by, we turned the lights low, silent for a awhile as the
music, this somehow obscene music plays as the paintings are flashed on
screen.  Then the train crashing by overhead, Marlon Brando standing with
his hands to his ears screaming, "Fucking Cunt!"

   The scene where he is walking away from the train, and there she is!! 
"I forgot that they met before."

   "Met a couple of times before," she giggled.

   At the bathroom scene - there they were again.  She eyeing me, "See!" I
lay my hand on her leg, and she lightly lay her hand over mine as we
watched, the tension on the movie matching the tension between us.  It was
the same.  I started to stroke her leg and let my fingers slide right up
under the edge of her bottoms, she letting me.  We twined our fingers
together.

   When the scene came where they were in the apartment, walking, pacing,
looking, the tension rising.  My heart went into my throat as Melinda took
her hand from mine to slip her hand into her bottoms, I watched the elastic
stretch around her wrist.....She noticing my eyes on her hand pressed down
between her legs, just looking at me with this little girl grin - pure
innocence - and in her little girl voice cooed out, "You mind?" The little
girl in the movie sits on the toilet and pees, no underwear.  Melinda looks
at me, "Yum."

   I could not take my eyes off her hand.  Her bottoms were lifted right
out, wrapping around her wrist and I could see right down her bare abdomen,
down between her legs, the mound of her bare puss, this trail of hair
there, her fingers curling down between her legs.  I gripped her thigh
almost pulling her leg open, moving her how I want, giving me a better
view. She letting me.

   The two were on the phone, breathing into the receiver.  He hangs in on
the edge of something, he's walking silently toward her, she just listening
on the phone.  And then, when she jumps into his arms, they are fucking. 
Fucking God!!  So hot.  He's pulling her onto himself, her legs wrapped
around his waist, kissing, fucking.  I was watching Melinda stroking
herself, undulating her hips on her hand, her bottoms were sliding lower
lower.  I could see the curve of her ass perfectly.  And I reached and
tugged at her bottoms, slid them lower until the front of her puss was
coming into view.  Her fingers were sliding - shiny slippery wet - I could
see her hand perfectly working down between her legs.

   I was so hard, and I reached inside my boxers, grasped my cock - she
watching me, "Nothing we haven't done before, right?"

   The scene ends with him walking out pulling off the `For Rent' sign and
she running to go see her fiance.  And as the girl is off running,
Melinda's hand slipped up onto her abdomen, the smell of her.  This was the
first time I had smelled her sex.  I breathed in deep, holding my cock in
my hand, she watching me.  All she said was, "I don't want to cum yet."

   So there we lay, holding to one another.  Touching ourselves.  Our
bodies slowly tangling together.  There was the suicide, blood, the movie
being filmed.  Fighting.  And then the joining again, these two lovers in
their secret room, each delicious moment.  Her hand reaching up into his
boxers.  Jesus God!  So delicious.  "I forgot that part!" She laying and
masturbating herself on the floor......yelling I don't need you!

   Those delicious scenes weaving together, we began to stroke ourselves
again, touch ourselves.  I watched Melinda rubbing herself furiously as he
pulled her elephant pajamas down around her thighs as Marlon Brando scooped
some butter and presses it into the little girls ass, and you can just feel
his cock slide up her ass, watching the pain in her eyes as she is crying,
saying what he tells her.

   Melinda falling back into the sofa, letting her bottoms fall down her
legs and onto the floor, pressing herself down into the cushions, hugging
her hips into her fingers.  Tensing herself, stiffening.  I was watching
her cum, god I loved the way she looked.  How we watched each other now. 
She lay back in the sofa, settling herself, bottomless, legs open, a big
smile on her face, liquidly looking over at me.  I was still sliding my
hand along myself, the elastic of my boxers hooked under my balls.

   She says, "Want a taste?" I looked over, and she took her fingers, held
them under my nose.  Oh god, her pussy smell, earthy, acrid - and she
pressed her fingers into my mouth.  I licked, touching my tongue, tasting
her wetness.  I licked her fingers, her wonderful taste, slippery, sweet
and tangy.  I continued to masturbate, rubbing my cum over the length of my
cock as she continued reaching between her legs, sliding her fingers into
her slit and then taking her shiny sticky wet fingers and feeding me.  I
could feel myself cumming, my body bucking, as I held my cock spraying
lines of cum up onto myself, her fingers still in my mouth, white gobs of
cum sprayed up my front.

   She was watching me as I came, giggling.  "What a mess.  Oh my god, so
much." Getting on her knees leaning over me, touching the cum on my
stomach. Giggling.

   I looked over at her, "Want to taste ME?" I watched her cheeks pinken,
the sparkle in her eye.

   And I smeared some cum around, little globs running down my fingers and
held it to her mouth.  She licked and sucked on my fingers.  "Salty." I
just let my cock lay over my thigh, totally exposed.  Bottomless Melinda
lifted up on her knees began to curl back into the sofa, we had our legs
curled into one another.  We were ignoring the movie now focused upon
`feeding' each other.  Delicious.  She repeated I was a little salty.  I
said I could taste cinnamon.  She liked that.

   I said, "You're Sweet and Spicy!"

   She laughed at that, "I'm Chinese food."

   **************************

   When Melinda came home tonight - Friday - she had a grin on her face,
she looked like she had already been masturbating before our evening
together.  I looked at her - she was thinking about it already.  Our night
together!

   We had developed some interesting habits, she and I.  And our modesty
was melting away.  We met now in the bathroom getting ready in the morning,
naked.  She in panties no top.  She loved to wear that wonderful pair of
pajamas in the evening around me, sometimes just the top, because she knew
how much I loved them.  She was doing stuff like that, doing things she
knew turned me on - which is kind of weird since she is my sister.  But it
seemed normal.  I loved everything we did, how it evolved, stopped thinking
about it altogether.  When I heard `movie night' I could feel myself get
hard, had begun to equated movie night with our little masturbation
sessions while we watched movies.  That thin fabric, the little elephants
all over her.

   She wore nothing underneath - when she was with me.  But that is what we
did, masturbated.  She was letting me touch her a little more, a little
more.  But.....that was all.

   Tonight she came home, breathless and mottled "Want to watch a movie?"
Her cheeks glowed.  "I'll wear those pajamas you like." Big grin.  When had
she become so naughty.

   I loved her voice, her eyes, her smile.  Her dimple simply glowed, her
green eyes all sparkling.

   "I was thinking.....We should go out, something a little different."

   She looked at me, a little disheartened.  I continued, "You'll like it.
I was thinking going to a club - Sin City.  I know a place where they have
a `Bondage a Go-Go Night' In fact, go put in your pajamas, if you wear `em
they'll let you in free tonight."

   She smiled, a wicked grin ran upstairs, changed just as I said, and we
left.  When did she start doing just what I said?  I wore black jeans a
T-shirt and a leather jacket.  Standing with her in just those short pajama
bottoms and thin fabric top.  She was wearing two things.  I didn't even
let her put on shoes.  She stood at the door barefoot as we left.

   "Do I need a purse."

   "Just your ID."

   She gave it to me.

   Bondage A Go Go!  We entered by a front doorway with huge neon circles
emanating from the entrance, flashing in like a bulls eye pattern, waving
us in.  Menacing, obscene colors.

   "You ever been here before?"

   She shook her head, eyes wide, holding my hand tight.  She was nervous,
suddenly shy.

   We walked to a ticket booth just inside the doorway.  It was a cage
really, this huge cage with wide square bars, the ticket taker was a woman
dressed in a little white baby doll teddy, long blonde hair, no smile.  Red
lipstick.  You handed her money between the bars, it was at the front,
right at the entrance before of a long dark hallway.  You could smell
cigarette smoke, old building smells, that odd smell fog makers make.  We
paid, the woman in the white baby doll looked at my little M, and without
acknowledging her outfit, without smiling, waved her in, "you can go in." -
she was free.

   As we walked down the hallway into the club, Melinda was gripping my
hand even more tightly, pressing close to me.  I liked the effect this
place was having on her.  My barefoot little Melinda, the walls glowing
around her, wearing nothing at all.  Barefoot.  I loved the feeling of her
pressed against me, her needing me.  I put my arm around her, wrapped my
hand around her bare waist, dipped my fingers just a little bit into her
bottoms.  She letting me.

   Pictures covered the wall, hundreds and hundreds of porno magazine
photos, movie posters, some were framed, some were taped or tacked to the
walls.  All manner of nude women and men, all sizes, photos of oral sex,
fucking, long cocks, open legs.  Enormous poster sized close-ups of pussy
slits, clitoris', erect cocks.  Cartoon nudes, Omaha Dancer - a cartoon cat
stripper, legs spread; Japanese Manga.  Deeper inside, the steady thrumming
of music growing louder, you could only hear the low bass boom boom boom.
Unrecognizable, flashes through the doorway, and everything all around
dark, the walls glowing with nudity.  Black lights, and neon.

   And then - oh, I had not told her about this - Oh God!  I had forgotten.
As we entered the doorway into the club, a large bald guy stood looking at
licenses, carding; but with a barrel full of black scarves to his right -
holding one out to Melinda as we stepped up.

   I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I forgot to tell you, you have to
be blindfolded if you get in for free."

   She looked at me, wide eyed, a wave of confusion, fear, like a deer in
the headlights.  She just whispered out "Ok" as he pressed the black fabric
over her eyes, and tied it in place.  I held her by the hand and led her
in. "Keep this on."

   I would be her eyes tonight.

   "Is this ok?"

   "I....I guess," I could feel her trembling.  She was holding my hand
with both of hers.

   I assured her, "If you get too uncomfortable we can leave anytime, just
tell me." She continued to grip my hand.  The music went to a roar as we
turned the corner.

   "It's....alright.  I need something to drink though.  Quick!" she
shouted out to no one in particular and as I turned to the bar she grasped
me around the waist as I turned, held herself tight to me.  I had
momentarily let go of her, she was not going to lose me.  My Melinda looked
around with her chin out, seeing nothing.  It was dark even if you could
see, and for her it would be pitch black.  Her little form there, I held
her waist, watching her.  Helpless.  I could feel myself getting aroused, a
wanting rising at the same time.  I touched her hip bone, watched her head
turn, and caressed my hand over her tummy tracing the line of her bottoms.
She didn't move said nothing.......

   I bought her a vodka and thought to myself, lets have some fun.  She was
barefoot, and wearing her PJ's but they also had a little dress up area. 
For $50 I could dress her up.  I handed her the vodka, mixed with just a
tiny bit of Pepsi and told her to down it.  "Down it quick, I'll get you
another.  You need to calm down." She did, in one swallow her fingers
trembling around the rim of the glass guiding it to her lips.  I gave her
another and she drank half.

   When she looked more relaxed I said, "There's a dress-up area over here,
can I dress you a little?"

   And again, she looked at me, chin out, eyes covered, but this time I was
literally watching her melt.  She leaned in to my ear, her warm breath,
"You can do anything you want to me tonight." I felt myself melt as she
said that, lay my hand right over the round of her ass, squeezed.  She
smiling her little teeth at me as I did.

   I pulled her over along behind me to a wall of items, and holding her
hand set her in a chair.  First I took a skirt, black and pleated wrapping
it around her waist and zipped it on, settling high around her thighs.  I
pulled on a pair of white socks that came up to the top of her calves.  She
looked delicious.  My little girl.  I fitted a pair of baby janes, a chunky
pair with heels.  At least two inch heals.  She was tall already, like 5
foot nine without heals, and this made her legs look like they went on
forever.  I was reaching up her thighs as I dressed her, touching just
under her pajama bottoms, she swatting my hands.  I stood her back up and
god she looked good.

   I next grasped the top of her PJ's and began unbuttoning all of the
buttons down her front so that her top hung open, then tied the bottom in a
tight little not, making a halter out of it, forming these little loose
triangles over her breasts.  She could feel me doing that and instinctively
held her hands on mine - to stop me, before letting go.  I lay my hand
beneath the fabric and caressed her breasts and tummy lightly, just a
little, she was looking down - unseeing, blindfolded - holding her lips
together, `watching' my hands as I touched her were she able to see. 
Trying to decide if she should `let' me.

   "There." I lifted her from the chair.  She could feel the skirt swishing
around her thighs, touched the hem.

   Next, I took some lipstick and applied it to her mouth.  She held her
mouth for me, I loved the way she held her mouth while I applied the
lipstick, not too well but gave her this red shiny mouth.  Finally, I found
this little black, fluffy collar and buckled it around her neck.  She felt
it tighten as I clasped it to her and asked, "What are you....."

   "It's just a cute little collar."

   She felt it with her hands, giggling, "It's fluffy."

   And I hooked a chain to it.  "Hmmmmm." She looked amazing.  MY little
girl.  The collar matching her black skirt.  I got up and just sort of
pulled the chain, tugging her by the neck lightly to me.  She reached up,
touched the collar and felt the chain, followed it as it arced out from her
neck, felt where it latched to her.  I pulled again and she let go,
following me, padding along in her white socks and baby janes.

   I ordered her another drink, and some appetizers - chicken something -
and this delicious looking woman in a nurses outfit brought the drink and
food back and stepping up to my little girl, and without warning she
pressed that drink right into the small of her back just above the line of
her skirt, an ice cold glass touching her bare skin and she jumped.  I
laughed, the waitress winked at me, and then set it down on the table. 
"Nice little pet you got there.....She your pussy."

   I nodded, "Yeah....  MY pussy." I loved saying that, as I looked at her.
Melinda heard me, I know she did, and I watched her cheeks flush red.

   She still could not see anything as she settled in, she held her hands
to my knees leaning herself toward me as I began to feed her.  She held her
mouth open and I held the pieces of food, pressed them into her mouth and
watched her bite and chew.  Then I held the glass to her lips and tipped it
back, she drank.  I lay my hand at the small of her back and caressed her
hips.  She turned to me, smiling, completely submitting to whatever I did.

   I pulled her top open as she sat there, loosening the knot, so I could
see her breasts, let it fall open.  I just wanted to look at her.  She let
me.  She sat toward me close, covering herself instinctively from others
who might be around, with her legs open.  I said, "You have really
beautiful breasts," and between feeding her I was playing, touching her,
holding her breasts, and then ever so lightly I lay my hand up beneath her
skirt, and between her legs, cupped her cunny.  She started, but remained
seated, smiling, giggling a little.

   "You're being bad."

   I just said, "I'm your bad little boy."

   "Am I.....your pussy." God I loved watching her mouth as she said that -
Pus-sy.  Her lips pursed in a kiss.

   "Tonight you are."

   "This IS better than....a.....movie." She was getting tipsy and feeling
comfortable.  "What ARE we ....  YOU going to do with me tonight.....? 
Hmmmmmm" Definitely drunk.

   "You want more?"

   "Hmmmm.  May-be." She chewed on her finger.

   I had more........

   **********************

   I took her hand.

   We walked out onto the dance floor, this enormous space, twenty foot
high ceiling.  The smell of cigarettes, pounding music.  I turned her to
me, pulled her closer by the hand, and then let go completely.  She stood
there reaching, looking around for me.  I held her only by the chain hooked
to her collar.  She stood there only with the chain falling from her neck
that I held in my hand, the music pulsing around us, lights flashing. 
Darkness.  Her nose in the air.

   I couldn't hear what she was saying, just her mouth moving.  She was
disoriented, left alone blindfolded.  She looked like she was balancing on
a high wire.  I simply adored her, my little girl in white socks - glowing
in the black lights - baby janes, her black skirt.  The pink elephants
glowing as well.  There were many many people on the floor, but she didn't
know.  She could have been standing alone in the middle of an auditorium. I
had kept a hand on her the whole time - but now I just left her alone,
standing there.

   I leaned in and held my mouth to her ear, just yelled, "Dance!" She
jumped, looked toward my voice, and I yelled again, "Dance, go on, dance
for me!!" I pulled the chain a little, she grasping the chain with her
hand.

   And she began to sway and move with the music, the fabric of her top
moving around on her breasts (I had tied in badly this time).  She was
throwing her hair back, letting it fall over her shoulders and after awhile
I touched the small of her back.  She was facing away from me.  And she
turned, stepping toward me, where she felt me to be.  I could feel her
breath, touched her hair, but letting go, left her there again.  Repeating
"Dance," in her ear.  She complied.  I held a glass to her mouth as she
danced, tipping it back, let her drink.  The room was flashing with light,
large screens on two walls with images, videos and movie clips, and the
music a loud roar, this deep bass you could feel in your bones.

   I looked around, motioned someone over - a couple - and pointed at my
little Melinda.  I whispered to them.  She was still dancing, no idea where
I was.  I yell out to this couple wearing shiny plastic, "She wants to be
touched a little while she dances." They smiled, a beautiful brunette and a
tall thin man with goatee.  The two smiled, still dancing began to move
over near to her, began dancing on either side of her as I watched. 
Stepping in close.  And as she danced, they began to touch her, hold her,
caress her.  Her arms her shoulder, feeling her hair in their hands.  My
little girl froze.  Not moving, looking around.  Letting them.

   The man was stroking her bare tummy and caressing her breasts inside her
top as I had earlier that night.  The woman was content to play with her
ass, light long caresses up her thighs, reaching beneath her skirt. 
Melinda began to dance again, lifting her arms up over her head., I holding
her leash.  Tugging lightly once in a while, she knowing I am there -
watching.  The woman grasping her hips as she rocked and swayed to the
music, sidled up behind her and set her chin at Melinda's throat.  I
stepped up and began to play with her hair, and touching her cheek, leaned
in, "It's alright.  Just some friends of mine.....  Go with it."

   She was pausing, listening, then moving very slowly dancing again, these
hands (including mine) continuing to caress her, moving over her bare skin,
over her clothes, were all over her, gently touching and stroking her. 
Down her arms, her cheeks, her ass.  Touching her breasts, holding her
throat.  I pressed my finger into her mouth and let her suck.  She began to
sway and dance, and turn, as these hands filled her with energy, her
movements becoming liquid.  Alive.  The music vibrating her skin.

   I leaned in, "You all right?"

   She just looked back toward my voice, "How many are there??"

   And I realized she had no idea.

   "Quite a few," I said.  Just to really get her wondering.

   She took such a deep breath in, exhaling through her mouth.  I watched
her crimson cheeks.  Her teeth.  I just watched her fill up with arousal.

   As she moved toward me, her body stepping up so close before me, not
knowing I was there.  I watched her moving, could smell her.  I reached out
my hand and cupped her pussy, squeezed her hard.  She froze as I held my
hand, caressing her through the thin fabric of her bottoms, pressing my
finger up into her right through the thin fabric.  Finding her vagina and
pushing, pushing hard, moving my finger an inch up into her held back by
this fabric sheath.  I could feel the fabric soak, absorb her cum, felt her
wet my fingers.  And then rubbing along her slit, feeling my finger
squishing into her, the fabric soaking, slippery with her cum.  God she was
so wet.  Her mouth opening as I did this, I could feel her clenching her
thighs, tipping her pussy into my hand.  The woman stepped back watching
me, smiling, "I think she likes that."

   "May I." I stepped back.  She sidled up, stood directly before her. 
Melinda was looking around, the hand was gone, replaced by lips kissing her
cheek, her crimson hot cheek and she turned her mouth to the one who kissed
her, seeking a mouth and I watched them kiss.  I watched them mouth one
another, touching their tongues, their open mouths as I continued stroking
up between her legs from behind, the music all around us.  This steady
rhythm, different but always the same.  Never ending, one song simply
blending into the next.

   We were sweating, the room was hot.  She was crimson, shining, mottled,
liquid.  Her lips swollen with desire, red, her hair was everywhere.  She
was moving and kissing, being touched, reaching out her hands, only the
sense of touch.  She had her hands up squeezing the woman's breasts,
caressing her tummy, tracing the line of her plastic pants.  The man was
playing with her hair, and also touching both women, indiscriminately as
they kissed.  Sounds and touch, scent.  Without eyes all the other senses
are heightened, and then I pulled her chain, she felt it tug and I pulled
her to me, felt her following, pulling her from between all those hands,
and mouths, and warmth.  Without warning, I pulled her away, they watching
us, stayed where they were continued dancing as I wandered off pulling my
little girl behind me, my hungry little girl, to another table.

   *************************

   I sat her down on a stool back against the wall.  I ordered still
another drink.  Some water, she looked hot, she was sweating, her skin had
this wonderful sheen.  Glowing.  Her hair was curling around her chin,
falling around her in fingers of hair, sticking to her cheeks, hot and wet.
She called out to no one, "I need water." And as we waited I put my mouth
to her ear, caressing her ear with my lips, chewing her ear lobe as I
spoke, could feel her quivering as I breathed into her, her every sense was
heightened.  I simply said, "Touch yourself."

   She looked at me, which looked funny since she was blindfolded.  Her
heart began beating, I could literally see it pulsing on her neck.  "Like
at home....  masturbate for me.  Stand up a moment." I pulled her hand,
without hesitating - yielding to me - she stood and I unzipped her skirt,
let it fall around her legs, and pressed her back onto the stool.

   "Here?"

   I watched as she slipped her fingers carefully inside her little girls
pajamas, I could see them bulge out where she held her hand, just like
before.  She was opening her legs, sliding to the edge of her stool.  I
could see her slipping her fingers along her slit, her hand reaching down
and back.  Her back arching as she touched herself, sliding her fingers
back and back, I could tell her fingers were disappearing up inside her
vagina.

   "You have to masturbate too." She cooed.

   "I am." I lied.  And she was licking her lips as I said that, stroking,
rubbing herself.

   So we sat there with her legs spread wide, her heels hooked on the metal
ring of the bar stool and I watched her rocking herself and tipping her
hips, grinding herself into her hands.  As she became more and more
aroused, lost in her own body, her head fell forward and her hair covered
her face.  I reached up, untied her top and began squeezing her bare
breasts.  Squeezing them hard.  The woman in the nursing costume came up
with her drink, the glasses of water and watched us for awhile - a slight
smile on her face.  Approval.  Then set the drinks down.

   Until....I simply had to touch her, I had not felt her bare little cunt
yet.  I had only watched - her fingers.  Letting my hand drift down her
front, slid inside her bottoms, beneath her sticky fingers and open legs,
held my hand to her puss, let her hand cover mine.  I pressed my fingers
into the line of her cunt, rubbing the loose flesh, pressing the tip of my
finger into the hood of her clit.  She paused and held her mouth open,
unable to speak, as I dug my fingers into her - pulling her open.  She was
so wet, so soft in this dark room.  I could feel her flesh yield, its heat,
and reaching I felt lower, her flesh opening up, the rough lining and folds
of her vagina.  I watched her jump as I pressed her there.  She began
undulating on my hand.  Turning her puss, guiding my finger into a circle,
back up around her hard clit, pushing herself, drawing little circles,
letting me slide on her.

   "Oh, so bad.  You have to stop.  I'm going to cum."

   She was squishing around when she moved, her cunny juices were dripping
out of her, her bottoms were already soaked, this little wet stain forming
on the vinyl stool.  I was sliding between her legs, so wet and slippery as
she held her hairless cunt open for me.

   I rubbed her wetness all over, up onto her pussy mound, down between her
legs, scooping her creaming cum out and spreading it around until the whole
palm of my hand was wet and sliding between her legs.  I leaned right to
her mouth, she could feel my breath on her lips as I said, "This feel ok?"

   She looked like she couldn't breath, she was leaning so close to me now,
almost laying her head on my shoulder, she was pushing her legs open and
leaving her heels hooked into the chair, arching her back rolling back onto
her ass so that she was tipping her pussy right into my hand, undulating
her hips so I was just holding my hand in one place, pushing my fingers up
inside her and rubbing her clit with my thumb.  She was rotating her hips
so that her clit circled around where my thumb pushed into her, I had two
fingers up inside her.

   I heard her breath, "Ohh, fuck me, Mmm, it feels so good..  Oooohhhh
fuck me."

   And as I masturbated her, finger fucked her, as she ground herself
against me, laying her head on my shoulder I was whispering in her ear. 
"You want me fuck you little girl?  You want me?  Want my cock....I'm going
to kneel you down in the middle of the floor, tie your hands behind your
back, and fill your mouth with my cock - let everyone watch you suck me
off. I'm going to give you to every guy out there, let them shove their
cocks in your mouth.  You want that?"

   She was moaning, breathing into my neck.  Hissing, "Yess!  Oh God."
Grinding her cunt in my hand.  She was clenching her thighs tight around my
hand, I could feel her shaking.

   "You want to suck on cock after cock....you want to feel that?  I'm
going to lay you down, feel the cocks in your mouth.  I'm going to strip
you naked and fuck you, put you on all fours.  Fuck you from behind as you
lift your ass up to me.  I want to cum on you, all over you.  Spray you
naked.  Fuck you.  Fuck......You want that??  That what you want.  Little
slut." As I said fuck, I pushed my fingers hard into her, lifting her
almost off the seat.  I was hurting her a little.  She began biting into my
neck, sucking on me, biting me hard.

   "Ow......Oh, fuck yeah!  So........"

   She was rubbing herself furiously against me, rising and falling in the
chair, bobbing up and down, very fast, vibrating, quivering herself as fast
as she could, against my hand.

   "You want to be fucked on the floor.  Fucked.  Fucked by every guy.  You
want cum sprayed on your naked body?  Spunk all over you, wet with
cummm.........."

   And she was bucking against my hand, screaming out, and crying "Oh, god,
oh I'm cumming.  Oh my god!!!  Ah aha ha!......"

   And I held her up against me, as her body spasmed into my arms.  She
simply collapsed and melted into me, I simply held my fingers up inside her
as her vagina squeezed, opening and closing, on my fingers.  She leapt onto
my lap.  Her cunt was this little mouth looking for my cock and she ground
herself down on me, dry humping me as she came.  Finding the line of my
cock and undulating along its length, wrapping her legs around the chair
and pulling herself against me.

   She was kissing my neck and crying, biting me.  Her body was trembling,
she was crying out, and whimpering, "It's too....too much.  I can't.  I
can't stand it.  Oh god, fuck me.  Fuck me.  Fuck!  It hurts......I want
you inside me" And she sobbed into my arms.  She was fumbling with the
zipper of my pants, pulling at me, opening my pants.  Had my cock in her
hand, and sitting on the bare head of my cock.  I could feel myself
pressing into the thin fabric.  My cock head sitting just inside her, held
there by the fabric.  I could feel her grinding on me, her orgasm subsiding
until her arms were laying limp around my shoulders.  Silence, her chin
pressing into my neck, her whimpering.  "Oh god.  Oh god." Her little
shivers, her legs shaking, one leg falling down touching the floor.  Still
sitting on me.  I held her there........

   "Melly." I could feel the orgasm still coursing through her.  "Melly. 
Melly." She didn't move.  And her body moving back from me, sitting back
from me, my cock slipping out of her.  I hadn't expected to actually fuck
her, it was just.  "Are you ok?  I didn't mean....."

   "No.  No.  No..  This is just so ....." she moved back to her chair. 
She could barely breathe.  Still quivering.  Still blindfolded, "Goood. 
God......." She was holding on to the table, "Just take me home."

   "You can take your blindfold off now."

   "No I can't..  I can't, I can't see these people.  Take me home."

   And we rose from our seat, kicking off her shoes as she walked;
unhooking her collar, holding her skirt.......  and I walked her down that
long hall back out the main door, and through the cool evening into our
car. She looked like she were steaming in the cool night air.  She wouldn't
take the blindfold off until we were on our way home, when she just pulled
it down around her neck - held her eyes closed.  Just sideways glances,
embarrassed glances at me.

   When we got home she headed straight for the bathroom, I heard the
shower and then the door to her room closing.

   ..

   **************************

   I carefully opened her door and slipped into her dark room, could hear
her breathing.  Was she asleep?  I leaned down onto my knees by the side of
her bed, began to play with her hair.  Could feel the warmth of the pillow
where she lay.  Could feel her, see her, picturing that collar around her
neck.

   She was smelling of soap and shampoo right now, not the smells I
remembered.

   I whispered "Melinda?"

   "Mmmm.," she cooed turning herself to me, so natural, accepting that I
was there in her room.  This little pause as her eyes adjusted,
"Hi.......You were bad."

   "Can we talk."

   Her eyes were blinking open, she was waking up, a little stretch.  "Uh,
yeah......."

   I stared at her mouth, her perfect innocent mouth - thought of what I
had said to her this evening.

   ".........I guess.  What time is it?"

   She reached for her lamp and the sheet fell away, I could see down the
length of her back, bare, she had taken off her pajamas.  The light
flashing on briefly blinding me, and when I could see again she was back
under the sheet, pulling it up under her chin.

   She was naked.

   "Where are your elephant Pajamas?"

   She blushed at the reference.  "I don't wear them.....  all that
often.....and.....I just know how YOU like them...and.....  They're kind of
dirty.  Sometimes I just.....I didn't want any clothes......touching my
skin," her voice trailed off, she held up the sheet.

   "Need a robe or anything."

   "S'allright."

   I lifted up and sat on the bed, felt the mattress move beneath me.  I
touched her leg over the light fabric.  "About what happened.  I was
drinking, we were drinking.  I think......it..."

   She was watching me the whole time, it was painful to speak.

   "I'm sorry.  I got carried away I think......I'm ......sorry.  That's
all I had."

   "It's ok.  I let it.  Our boundaries have been getting a little messed
up.  But we have to...yawn......stop.  It was too much.  Too....." She
looked at the ceiling, held her teeth over her lower lip.

   I finished, "Bad."

   She continued, ".......Intense......Good."

   My cock was hard again, just hearing her voice, the lilt of her little
girls voice.  I kept thinking about her naked underneath that sheet, her
breasts, hips.  The feel of her skin, watching her masturbate.  The feel of
her, my hands between her legs.  I could still smell her on my fingertips.
The taste of her skin.

   "That's what I want to talk about.  I like it too Melly.  But I don't
want us.  I don't want *it* to stop........"

   She rose a little, the sheet falling off one shoulder.  Her eyes were
wide, there was fear.  Lust.  Her cheeks pinkening.

   "........Not like it has to go any farther.  No farther.  But what we
have.  Now.  Uh.  Like the tub.  Movies.  Maybe tonight was.....??"

   I wanted her to say something.  And when she finally did, my worst
fears....."I think I should maybe move back home.  We're getting too....."

   I stopped her, I had to, "Melly.  You don't have to.  Just wait.  Can
I...........  can I just, stay in here tonight?"

   "Nooooooooo!  SEE.  You can't!!  You just can't." She was clutching the
sheet to her.

   "Melly.....especially if you're going to leave.  Go back home." I was
looking into her eyes.  "Just for tonight.  Melly.  Nothing will happen.  I
want to hold you.  I want to be near you, just tonight."

   She paused, "I don't, think so."

   "Why not."

   "Isn't that obvious.  And.....It's not just you," She was sitting up now
holding the sheet under her arms, her shoulders were bare.  Facing me, took
my hand in hers.  I could see the swell of her nipples through the sheet.
Nana's old sheets.

   "It's me.  It's ME too.  Please....we just......"

   !!

   And I reached out my hand, tugging that sheet she was gripping so
tightly out away from her fingers and touched up along her wrist, tugging
her arm from out under the sheet.  Melinda didn't move, just watching my
hand trace a line up her arm.  She closed her eyes, and I lightly stroked
up over her shoulder and along her chin.  Lay my hand right over her
throat, could feel her pulse beating away, her breath.

   "This Melinda.  You feel this??"

   She nodded.

   "You like this?"

   "Yes....No...it's not that, you have to......GO."

   And I so softly let my hand fall from her throat, let go of her and
began to caress her through the sheet, rub her body over the fabric, began
to touch her collarbone, lower, her breasts.  So soft.

   She dropped her head down, I could feel the change in her breathing. 
She was looking into my lap.  My cock was pointing straight up, tenting my
underwear.

   "Stop.........." It was plaintive but no movement, only her voice. 
"What am I going to do with you?" She looked me in the eye as I stroked her
breasts.  "You're all hard again.  I could let ....you, in my bed.....but
.....I can't let THAT in my bed." A small giggle.  She had this little girl
voice, this little girl combined with a growl.  She sounded so sexy.  We
were melting.

   And she touched it.  Just held her hand over my cock, over the head
right over the fabric of my boxers cupping it with her hand - squeezed. 
O!! Held the head of my cock in the palm of her hand.

   "You got to go now." Yet she held me tight, pressing the head of my
cock.

   My hand was still on her, stroking her breasts, and she was tippling her
fingers around my cock, softly pressing down.  It felt so incredible.  And
for about a minute, no more, the room was just the sounds of cars driving
by, her little light and the sound of fabric as I caressed her breasts,
down her waist, and her little hand stroking the length of my cock, our
heads inclining toward each other.

   We kept doing that, before I simply grasped the sheet and pulled it
back, all the way, tugging it from under her arms exposing her nakedness to
me.  She let it drop.  Her little pussy folded between her legs, she pulled
her knees up, I looked up the line of her - her breasts, the line of her
legs, hips and up her side.  Her navel.

   I looked at her body, she was letting me.

   "I kept this." And I held out the black blindfold.  "Here."

   She did not move as she eyed it, as I watched a quiver run up her spine,
she simply closed her eyes as I pressed it to her eyes and tied it in
place. She did not move.  I rose from the bed pulling my boxers down until
my cock was pointing straight up, little pre-cum dripping from the tip.

   She could feel me rise up from the bed, hear the fabric sliding down my
legs, "What are you doing?" I slid into the bed next to her, pulled the
sheet back over us.

   "I just want to hold you," and I reached across her, slid my naked body
right up along hers, skin to skin, touching her with my bare cock - she
knowing I was naked, and I reached across her, turned out the light.

   I slid back across to `my' side of her bed.  And there was this pause.
Silence.  We lay right up along the length of one another.  Side by side. I
could see the black cloth across her eyes.  I half expected her to jump out
of the bed, pull it off and to start yelling at me.....but, I watched her
bare back as she turned from me, "Goodnight."

   I felt her slide back, back and back, reaching with her ass, scooching
close until we were touching again.  I felt her soft warmth across my
front. Felt her reach back, her so soft hands lay her hands on me, holding
my hip.  I clung to her, we slid together.  My cock touching her thigh. 
She whispered, "Just hold me then.  Just a little minute.  It'll be ok. 
You need to go though after this."

   "Fine, ok." I'd have said anything just then.

   And we twined together, the heat of our bodies could have burned us.  We
were on fire.  The feeling of our skin together and we laid like that for a
long while.  Our fingers just barely moving.  She had her hand laying on my
hip, her fingers curling onto my ass.  I had my hand wrapped around her
waist and I was just playing with the little indent at her navel, just
playing with the little bar that pierced her there.

   "This is nice."

   "Too nice," and she turned her head back held her mouth right to my
cheek as I pulled her to me, covering me with her hair.

   "Here" I said, and pulled the fabric from over her eyes, lifting it up
over her head.  I could see her eyes glowing in the low light.  "Let me see
you."

   She smiled.  Her mouth, the white of her teeth.  She whispered to me
then, "You've been so bad.  So very bad.  And.....It's just that I so want
to lose myself, let go.  I never have.  Never do.  You are tapping into a
part of me I am afraid of.  To FEEL desire and disappear in lust, let
myself GO.  And ....here you are." She laughed, "I've been letting it all
happen.  You never say no, and I just can't with you.  We can't.  But....it
keeps building and building." She was so close as she said this, I could
feel her lips moving, her breathing.  She leaning ever closer as she
spoke.....

   And then she kissed me.  It was the softest, warmest kiss of my life.  I
held myself there, not moving.  I let her kiss me, felt her mouth open,
tremble against mine, hold to me and I met her kiss, felt her tongue reach
inside of me.  Touched her tongue with mine, and we both opened our eyes,
knowing.

   Homo Sapiens means one-who-knows-by-tasting.  And at this first taste we
knew......

   I pressed my leg up between hers, lifting my knee between her legs until
I could feel it stop right at her pussy, felt her dripping onto my leg. 
This wet line, warm, just about running down around my leg.  And I pushed
my leg into her cunny as I kissed her, felt her arch her back and whimper
into my mouth as she felt me press her there.

   "Noooooo," almost in a wail, as she continued to kiss me, as we mouthed
and trembled, clung to one another.

   She was holding me on each side of my face, giving me these sweet
repeated deep kisses.  Pulling her mouth away and then pressing into me
again, over and over and over.  I loved the feel of her breath on my skin.
I never wanted this to end as she alternately kissed me and told me I had
to go.

   After just a little while, I could feel her rocking her hips on my leg,
she was grinding her cunt against me, small little circles, a short little
line.  But she was playing with her clit on my leg.  I knew her body, could
feel her bare pussy begin to slide, her juices were making `us' slippery.
She was so wet that she was shortly sliding along my leg and I could feel
her pussy opening - like a flower.  Her lips spreading open and her pink
center was sliding along me - so delicious - her flesh this open mouth. 
She was looking at me, kissing me, and I could feel what she was doing.

   I was looking in her eyes, as she met me, as we looked into one another
and then whispered soft between kisses, as she was sliding herself against
me, "Just make me cum.  Let me keep doing this.  Is this alright?.  I want
to cum like this.....with you, on you."

   I was silent.  Still small kisses.

   She continued, "If you do I'll make you cum too."

   And I said "Yes.  I'll make you cum.  But........Let me taste you."
Silence, and we lay like that for the longest time, she was still sliding
herself against me.  She was thinking.

   And then, "Oh god.  You know how hard this is.....we just can't.  Not
that....  just this.  Let me cum."

   And I slid my leg away.  She literally moaned in frustration.  Her body
was liquid, she was pressed so tight against me.  I could feel her little
pussy seeking me out, but I lay away from her, and then began to push her
back into the bed, to pull back the sheet again and expose us - naked in
each others arms.

   I rose above her, "Open your legs."

   I began to lower myself between her legs and kiss her tummy.  She held
her hands over her tummy so I was kissing her hands, she was reaching down.
Stopping me.  I began to move lower...then she was covering her pussy.  I
could smell her, oh God she smelled incredible.....

   I slid lower down, felt her begin to open her legs, her hand still
holding tight over her cunny; I began to pull her hand away.  Tugging,
before.....she released, and stretching herself out, lay her hands up over
her head, began bending her knees and her legs fell wide open.  "Oh, no."

   I settled myself between her legs and looked up at her.  She was so
beautiful, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.  Her eyes watching me,
those green eyes.  I swear I could see the green in them in that dark room,
her strawberry blonde hair fallen out on the bed.  Her red mouth, the line
of her nose.  Her small breasts lay open, falling a little to the sides,
and her narrow waist.  God she had the most incredible shaved pussy.  As
she held her legs open, her pussy lips pulled open and I could see her
inner lips swelling out, the hood of her clit at the top and I bent myself
over her.

   And her smell, oh god.  The room was filled with her sex.  Such a sweet
aroma, honey, with spices, cinnamon, and flesh.  When I touched my tongue
to her I felt her whole body shiver, and she was so wet I was literally
dipping my tongue into her.  It was like dipping my tongue into a platter
of honey, warm wet, sticky; and I lay my flat tongue on her and licked up
her middle, her utterly bare shaved pussy.  The soft smooth skin, there is
nothing like licking a shaved pussy.  Her cunt was so open to me, she had
yielded.  I knew I could do anything to her now.

   She wanted to cum.  I would make her cum.  Cum and cum and cum.  She was
mine now.  My little girl.  And I licked her so soft, all of her, every
inch between her legs, digging my tongue along that line between her cunt
and thighs.  Licking the little tuft of hair she liked to leave right at
her pussy mound; and then I ........  stiffening my tongue pushed it in
deep, up into her vagina.  The opening spreading around my tongue, tight. I
pressed in deeper, felt the soft flesh, like the flesh inside her open
mouth.  I was licking her other mouth now, her hidden mouth.  And I dug my
tongue into her, she was moaning and whimpering.  I could tell she liked
that.  So sensitive.  And over and over I dipped my tongue right into her
vagina, just this little half inch before pulling out and pressing in, and
then running a line up through her center and opening her completely. 
Lapping at her cunt.  She was pulling her legs wider, had laid her hand on
my head.  Was undulating her hips against my mouth.

   I found her clit, so perfect.  The little white nob inside its little
hood.  I loved to dig into her, drawing circles there while now dipping my
fingers in, feeling her slippery open mouth, feeling her drink me in. 
Taking me, letting me do anything I wanted, and I moved steadily on her,
harder, faster.  She was meeting my every move, guiding me, showing me,
teaching me what she liked.  Teaching what her body could give.  I would
learn her body, everything about her.  And she moved against me so that I
could hold my open mouth and feel her whole body moving herself against me,
setting her cunny, her clit, her vagina right at my tongue.  Give herself
to me.  Show me just what she wanted.  Delicious.  Luxurious.

   At one point she purred, "You like my smell?"

   I kept eating.  "Mmmmm." and she pushed my head into her with her hands.


   "So bad.  So bad.  Oh my god.  My Bad Boy."

   My cock hurt so, it ached.  I could not contain myself.  I had to have
her.  Had to.  The tip of my cock was swollen so large.  I was so aroused.
I could NOT fuck this little girl who lay beneath me.  I knew she would let
me.  She had lost the choice.

   And as she held my head, pushing me into her I began licking up onto her
mound again, and working my fingers into her wetness, kissing her hips,
looking up at her; set my chin right at her tummy.  She lay there relaxed,
and then opening her eyes watching me, a smile filled with such pleasure.
Relaxed.  I was just looking up at her, cum on my chin, she played with my
hair.

   And I rose up, moving toward her mouth, kissing my way along her body,
finding her breasts nibbling, chewing, suckling her.  Taking her nipples,
each one in my mouth.  She was watching me as I continued to rise, she
began to pull her legs a little together.  And I kissed her neck, licked
her up under her chin - she tipped her head back.  My cock lay pointing
straight up between her legs.

   And when I kissed her mouth, touched my tongue to hers, I touched my
cock up between her legs, and she started.  She was wild, wide eyed.  I
could see the hunger, see the lust, the fear.  She simply whimpered, "Oh,
no.  I don't know......Please."

   And I was kissing her, our chins sliding together because my mouth was
wet with her cum.  She wrapped her arms around my chest and pulled me to
herself, curving her tummy to me.  I simply lay with my cock barely
touching her, slipping around her wetness.  Poking at her.  Touching into
the line of her cunt.

   As I kissed her I said, "Kiss me."

   And she opened her mouth so wide, letting me in.  And I pressed my cock
ever so lightly along the line of her puss.  Felt her cunny open lightly, a
wet warm ridge opening and pressing the head of my cock into her heat, my
chest leaning against her pinning her to the bed.  She was opening her legs
again, just feeling herself opening, spreading for my cock.  While kissing
me and saying.  "No.  No.  We can't. .....  You have to stop." I slid my
whole length up inside her, felt the walls of her vagina stretch around my
cockhead, and holding so tight around me.

   I lifted my mouth from her, "I'm fucking you." And I lifted my ass, let
my cock slide back out, so that just my cockhead was held just inside her.
This little mouth kissing my cock.  I could feel her squeezing me.  Holding
on, her thighs clenching around me.  Her arms wrapping around my back,
holding my hips to hers.

   As she said, "No.  You can't you just can't.  No"

   And she was lifting her knees gripping me with her thighs, squeezing me
between her legs, pulling me back onto her and I let myself fall back down,
sliding my whole length up inside her again.  I heard this long, "Ahhhhh,"
the air just leaving her body.  She melting back into the mattress.

   And then sliding my whole length back out again, I held my mouth to her
ear this time, "Now I want you to fuck me.  Push.  You're going to fuck ME.
I'm right there.  Feel it.  Now Push."

   "I just....."

   And she lay stock still.  I could feel her breath on me, our warmth. 
The head of my cock quivering, she felt it pulse inside of her, this little
half inch into her; she was squeezing and holding my cockhead inside.  I
was tickling up in her, undulating out and then in; when I felt her begin
to slide herself lower, lifting her hips and I held myself still.  Felt her
push, push push onto my cock.  Feeling myself enter her, fill her, feeling
her fuck me.  "Yessss."

   And when I was almost all the way inside.  The head of my cock buried
into my little Melinda's pussy, I finished the job - and just lay my full
weight on her.  Felt her press deep into the mattress of the bed as I
pushed in as deeply as I could.  Buried myself inside of her.  She clamped
her legs around me, wrapping her legs around my back her arms held to my
chest looking to the side, not looking at me.

   "I said I was going to make you cum."

   She was rocking against me, her little body moving - undulating -
quivering - beneath me.  I began to pullout of her, she was not looking at
me, all silence as I steadily thrust into her, slowly slowly pressing all
the way back in.  Long and slow strokes on her, rising and falling; feeling
her body meet me each time.  The bump of our sexes as we came together. 
Pressing ourselves to one another in this long slow tide, like the surf
washing in on shore, different each time....the same.  Her body was
adapting to me, I could feel her cunt yield, the way it opened and closed
around me, this open wet mouth.  The bump of our sexes when I penetrated
her completely.  The sweat of our tummies sliding together.  The touch of
her breasts against my chest as I lay on her.  The kiss, the wet open mouth
of our kiss.

   Her hair splayed around her head, her fingers trembling on my arm.  And
then she looked at me, I was buried inside of her and she smiled, this
amazing relaxed smile.

   She breathed, "I knew it!  You shit.  I KNEW this would happen.  Now I'm
going to have.....

   ......  you......OH FUCK.....you!"

   *************************

   And she held on tight to me, wrapping her small arms around my shoulders
and rocking on the mattress, until.....I am laying on my side, and then
with her legs held open rolling rolling, following her momentum, legs wide,
rising up on top of me.  One motion, I never left her; buried inside, her
cunt clinging to me.

   She is sitting on me now, looking down at me, her small arms held out
straight, her little innocent smile.  Looking at her you would never know
there was a cock up inside her.  Her cheeks all flushed, this wonderful
smile.  "Now let me!!" Without speaking she lifts her ass up in the air
flexing her knees at each side of me, looking down.  Nothing needs to be
said, I know what she wants.  She touches her nose to mine, crinkles it at
me.  I look at the soft dusting of freckles across her cheekbones and kiss
her softly, tug at her lips with my teeth as she lay over me, spread out
over the top of me, her legs held wide and my cock impaled up inside of
her.

   Oh the soft little mews from her, her soft little kisses.  She takes my
lower lip in her mouth, tugs at it with her teeth.  Her warm breath on me,
I can smell my baby girl, my hungry girl.  She backs her mouth up from me,
looking in my eyes, like she is ready to pounce - like a cat.  She mews
again, "Oh my god you feel so good......  This is so stupid of us."

   As she is looking at me, she is flexing her knees, lifting her bottom up
and down.  I can see her ass rising and falling, sitting down on me, legs
wide, I can feel her every movement as she moves her slick puss along the
length of my cock.  I grab her waist and push her back, push her upright on
me.  She is sitting there - all innocence - naked - and I hold my hands up
in front of her, lay them over her breasts, squeeze - mmmmmmm - she is
cupping her hands over mine holding me to herself.

   I am watching her little tummy, at her navel; can picture my cock up
inside her, picture just where the head of my cock lay - had to be about
even with her navel.  I could feel myself in her, as she moves I can look
at her body and feel my life pressing up into her body.  She was moving
lightly and squeezing herself around me, tightening, pulsing her cunt,
clinging to me.  And then lifting herself up, we were watching, can see my
shiny cock come into view between our legs as she rises up until my
cockhead is just kissing at her between her legs.  She reaches down and
touches it, then settling herself back down, luxuriously feeling myself
enter her over and over and over, as SHE rose and fell on me.  Taking her
time, excruciating, torturing me now.  All the time in the world, I could
feel her hunger.  Abandoning herself to me......

   I let my hands drift lower, caressing her tummy, touching the little bar
which pierces her navel, and the triangle of her hips, play with the hair
above her mound that is touching against me, and then touching between her
legs, my legs - us - and touching my cock with my fingers to feel myself
slide into her as she rocks her hips against me, undulating, rising and
falling.  I could just watch this little shockwave of pleasure run up
through her body as I sink into her, as she began to rock a little harder.
I watch her small fingers reaching down and she is feeling me slide inside,
we are touching ourselves.  Exploring.

   Pure pleasure, as we lay in this dark room fucking, the sheets pulled
down around us, a sheen of moisture on our skin.  Making it feel slick and
velvet.  And then she leans forward, bringing her nose to mine, smiling and
wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling herself to me, while
lengthening her legs up around my side - one last kiss before lifting me
up, pulling me back, until I am sitting.  We are pulled up into a sitting
position facing each other, her little bottom nestled in my lap.  All
innocence and wickedness.  The weight of her in my lap causes my cock to
slide even deeper inside of her and we both moaned a little as she curls
her legs around me, I can feel her heels at the small of my back, and she
is bending her knees again this time to rock her cunt tight along the
length of me, dragging her clit hard along the length of my cock.  I can
feel her whole body melt as she grinds her cunt against me.  As I curl
around her pussy, my whole cock is impaled along her slit and up inside
her. I can hear us sliding, the juices dripping down my balls.

   She continues to rock her pussy against me again, these long slow, soft
movements, slippery and warm, grinding herself against me.  Bumping her
breasts against me as she does.  I am clasping my hands at the small of her
back and pulling her against me.  Watching each other intently, touching
our mouths together.  Not kissing but touching holding our mouths,
breathing, feeling our breath.  The smell of us, the heat rising up between
us.  I can feel her tightening her pussy around my cock and I am tipping my
hips meeting her thrust.  Looking in the mirror, I can see her bare back
and her head bobbing up and down in rhythm with my thrusts.

   I look in her eyes, "Mmmm that feels really good, your good at that."

   I know," she says smiling her teeth at me.

   And I reached down again, holding my hand over her ass, feeling her
little anus and lower down to where I've got her all stretched out, my cock
pressed up into her.  She jumped, "Sensitive."

   I take her hand again, and hold her fingers over where we're connected.
As she touches us, I look at her, amazed at how I can look at her eyes, see
her there and know we are doing this.  I cannot believe what we are
touching.  Our sexes one, our bodies entwined together.  We were one, and I
whisper "Feel this," and as I say that I take her hand and press it between
us so she can feel me sliding deep inside her - disappear into her.  Feel
me enter her.

   I can literally see her melt with the touch of us, a little whimper
leaves her throat and I realize how much I love the lilt of her voice.  I
can feel her clit digging down into me, sliding along me, this little
finger, this hard little pearl.  We just keep moving so soft so slow,
feeling our bodies warm and wet.  And she holds her hand there between her
legs and plays, I can feel her little fingers, poking and pushing,
exploring between us.  We are so slick and hot, I can feel that silky skin
of her cunt wrapped tightly around my cock, her fingers pressed in and
moving around down there.

   "Mmmmmmm," I can hear the lilt of her voice again, and hold her to my
chest, feeling her body move upon me, feeling her fingers touching me as I
slide out, then in.  Over and over and over.  I love the way her hand is
rubbing the underside of my cock as it slides in.  These long quickening
stokes sliding along her clit, deep inside.  She bounces on me, quick
bounces and long slippery strokes, and then rising and falling in my lap.
Building building building.  She lets go, and wraps her arms around my
neck. I can see in her eyes how aroused she is, her mottled cheeks.  She is
licking her lips now and sliding herself against me in earnest.  Moving her
clit along my cock and digging it me, grinding down hard, bouncing, lifting
herself up and falling down hard, faster and faster.  I can hear her
panting, and I lean back a little, allowing her to impale herself on me, to
enter her as deep as we can, bury myself in her, and she is panting, "Ah ah
aha"

   And I am whispering to her, "cum for, let me feel you." And I am lifting
my hips, letting my whole length rise up into her, watching her little bob
with each bump of our sex.  The sound of us slapping together.  And I feel
Melinda begin to shiver, she begins to move upon me faster, bouncing,
trembling, short quick strokes, feeling me with her fingers again - what we
are doing - just rocking together.  She is feeling me fuck into her.  So
incredible and I can feel the cum beginning to rise in me.  Oh god, we are
cumming.

   Everything, it all vanishes.  The heat.  I see white.  I watch her eyes
glaze, watch her shoulders fall forward and lurch back.  And she can feel
me begin to tremble, thrusting in so hard, reaching up into her.  She falls
forward on me, lays her breasts against me.  Our tummies slap together, and
I am holding my mouth open touching her lips with mine.  She really begins
to whimper, and she rests her forehead down on my shoulder and lets out
this wonderful moan I can feel her warm breath in my ear, tingling down my
spine; these soft, quiet little whimpers between quick breaths.

   And I reach down and cup her ass with my hands, and begin squeezing and
press her down, slide her on me, slide her on my length.  Push and pull. 
Lifting my hips up off the bed, she rides me.  From deep inside the cum is
rising, I can feel it right at the base of my abdomen, feel my balls
tightening, feel her body winding tight.  This fire rising and tingling,
our nerves are raw and wet, so hungry.  Together, we are holding our mouths
together.  I want to look into her eyes, we are moaning and cling to one
another, I can feel her hair in my mouth.  Disheveled.  And I can feel her
squeezing her cunt around me as I moan, feel it pulsing, the muscles
tightening and loosening as she is also fucking, grinding on me.  Oh my
god, moving on me faster and faster.

   She breaths out, "Oh god, Oh, I'm cumming....oh, cumming" I feel this
rush of pleasure, the room goes dark, blank, white.

   And as she says that she is bucking on me, I can feel her beginning to
tremble, bouncing on me as fast as she can, back and forth and up and down.
"Oh....god," she coos in my ear.  Then this desperate plaintive cry, "Cum
for me, I want to feel you cum in me....fill me." And I am pressing deep up
into her, lifting myself up, letting the tip of my cock touch her cervix,
as we fall into that moment of our orgasm.  I am spraying, can feel it, its
release, ribbons of cum in her.  Can feel her cunt drinking me in,
literally this mouth, feel it opening and closing, pulsing against me. 
Feel my spunk up inside, our bodies are one and we melt into one another,
simply clinging together.  Holding our mouths open and letting our pleasure
wash over us, our skin shiny with sweat, our bodies wet and raw.

   She really begins moaning, louder, longer, her breath coming in little
pants, she is still cumming.  And I pull her tight to myself, hold onto
her, press her down hard and push and push into her, grind her into me
still.  I've got her bouncing on my cock, feel myself spraying ribbons of
cum, running down my thighs and we are fucking hard, and then it hits her I
can feel her spasming, crying out, she begins to bite down on my shoulder -
hard.  Bruising me, it hurts.  That point of pain mingling with the
pleasure.  The same......leaving her mark on me.

   I am scratching my nails up her back.  Her hair is everywhere around us,
her long wavy soft hair as she simply lays herself on my shoulder, limp. 
This little doll, I can see her mouth, her innocent nose.  Her little
smile. My little girl.  To look at her, you would never know I was still
inside her, but.....  I can feel her cunt squeezing and releasing me,
drinking me.  Quivering I can feel us squishing together.

   And as we settle, breathing long deep breaths, we are still clinging,
clinging to one another; still wrapped around each other.  Her hair is all
stuck to us, we are wet with sweat.  Our eyes cannot focus.  Incredible. 
So fucking incredible.  We open our eyes - see each other for the first
time.  Smile, touch our mouths again.  She bites me tongue.  Laugh a
little, breathing.  Remembering to breath.  Oh yeah!

   I can feel cum running down my legs, I look at us.  We are naked. 
Remember what we are doing.  Cum is running all over the bed.

   We fall apart, she drops down between my legs, my cock hanging there
still touching the hair of your puss, my little peachfish.  It looks wet
and mashed, ravaged.  My Melinda is sitting there holding her legs open
looking down at herself, her cunt this gaping wound.  She moves over my
leg, cum streaking my thigh.  Shiny.  I can see where I entered her, see
the white cum still leaking out of her, as she holds one knee up, fallen
open.

   Laying dissolved, disheveled and naked in our bed.

   I lay next to her and she turns to me, lifting her ass off the wet spot
saying, "We're gonna have to change sheets, unless you want to sleep in the
wet spot."

   We laugh.  "Oh God!"

   I say, "Your fucking incredible." I lean over press my forehead to her,
"Fuck, that was GOOD."

   You giggle, "I am."

   ******************

   Epilogue

   .................That morning I felt myself wake, could hear the birds
outside the window.  The faintest glow of the sun rising.  A thin band of
light falling across the sheets, across our skin, warming us.  I remembered
immediately where I am, reach lightly with my hand and touch your warm hip.

   I could not believe where I was.  It had been weeks, weeks and weeks of
our secret, our secret world, this room.  We had our secret life together I
never wanted to end.  No one knew.  I had come to know your body, amazed at
how our touches, smells and senses could turn the other on so completely.
How our sexes fit together, we were two pieces of the same puzzle.  I
watched your breathing, so comfortable, so natural with me.  This shy
little girl.  All Innocence.

   You were laying on your stomach, and I simply turned myself toward you
and tugged at your waist.  You can feel my fingers and turn lightly, push
your ass softly back into me, snuggling back we spoon together.  Perfect
fit!  I let my cock lay up between your legs, feeling it stiffen up the
line of your ass.  You were tired.  It had been a `busy' night.  We had
already fucked like three times.  It had been weeks - it didn't matter. 
Every time felt like the first time.  You didn't move as I grasped my cock
and pressed it down between your legs, letting it slide along the bare
flesh of your pussy, its smoothness sending tingles up my spine.

   I held you soft, curling my fingers around her middle, tugging you
close, feeling your legs fall open a little, wiggling your hips, and then
tipping your ass back back, I felt myself slide all the way inside.

   You made no sound, didn't move at all then.  I just lay like that,
feeling you - my every sense, electric, the living part of me that can be
one with you.  Inside of you.  We were one.  I begin moving so gentle and
slow upon you, nuzzling myself into your hair, into your neck and
shoulders, kissing you there.  Sliding so deep and then pulling out to just
the opening with the tip of my cock and back all the way inside.  So slow.
Oh my god what we had together, the smell of you rising up around me, our
warmth in this bed.

   As I was fucking, I began to roll over on top, let my legs open and fall
on each side of you, feeling you comply, yield, just sort of roll with me
until you are back on your stomach - still `asleep.' The feel of your
breathing though told me, `she is awake,' and I could feel you begin to
press back, just lightly, meeting my thrusts.  The curve of your back, the
undulation of your hips.

   I loved the way you lay on your stomach, with legs apart as I lay on you
and slid myself inside, rising and falling on you, rocking my tummy over
the curve of your ass.  Just tipping inside you.  You letting me `do
anything I want to you.' The only movement is the tipping of your hips, the
undulation of your ass pressing back against me.  And these barely audible
moans.  I hold myself above you, begin to press into you faster, feeling
the cum rising in me, longing for its release.  I am pushing into you
harder too, pressing you down into the bed, was going to cum in you again.
Delicious.  So delicious.

   Your arms lay loose on either side, your face was turned, your ass
tipping higher now into the air toward me, but still pretending to be
asleep.  Maybe you were.  We had been up most of the night together, I was
amazed I could still get hard.  But god I needed to fuck you again, and I
began long slow deep strokes, long thrusts and you were meeting each one. I
take my thumb and slide it along the crack of your ass and then touching it
to your anus, press it up into your ass, deep into your asshole, can heard
this deep moan rise from you then.  You push back hard, feeling yourself
impaled on me, I am filling you completely.  Can feel you tightening around
my cock, and shaking your hips against me, these quick thrusts back against
me - trying to cum.

   I am breathing faster, panting.  And then I hear you, your trembling,
stiffening body, "Oh my god, MMMMM" I release my hand from her and fall on
you, press you into the bed and hold my mouth to your ear still fucking
you, "Does my little girl like to be filled up."

   "Oh god, keep going."

   And I can feel myself cumming, spraying into you again, the feeling of
release.  I can feel you squeezing my cock so hard.  Squeezing your thighs.
You were just sucking and pulling me inside, drinking my cum.  We fell into
the mattress, I lay my chest across your naked back and lay my head into
your hair, holding my mouth to your ear.

   I can see you open your eyes, "You have to stop it!  I won't be able to
walk."

   I laugh and give you such soft kisses.

   "It was my present to you......Happy Birthday!"

   You smile, squeeze my cock tight with the muscles of your little cunny
as you kiss me, "You remembered!"

   .........................

   "I'm not through with you yet little girl."


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