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Annals of Emily, The (family)
by Dan Wolfe
The following text is my own work and is freely redistributable.
Dan Wolfe, March 1993
The Annals of Emily
Little Em, Big Oh!
"She's a nice kid." I thought to myself, as I watched her through my
kitchen window. "Most girls are kinda' gabby at that age. She's very
pleasant though. Friendly." I rinsed my coffee spoon in the sink,
and continued to muse, "She must get her attitude from her parents.
They're nice people too." I watched as she rolled over in the chaise
lounge to tan her backside. Our back yards abutted eachother and
there were no hedges of fences separating them. Emily was 'The girl
next door' you might say.
Her tan was golden brown, and it went great with her perfect white teeth
and silky blonde hair. A few faint freckles sat underneath her beautiful
pale blue eyes. Her face was round and her nose was small and turned up.
When Emily smiled, her cute little nose would crinkle up. Somehow, it
reminded me of a little bunny that you'd find on an Easter card.
Her body was young and tender, firm and lithe. She had developed quite
a bit since last summer. Her hips had broadened noticeably. Her chest
had filled out very nicely too. And she was beginning to arouse me now.
I started thinking about what it would be like to slip my hand under
that bikini top and gently slide the strap off of her shoulder.
"Stop it!" I said to myself, regaining my hold on the here and now.
"She's just seventeen. Technically still a minor. And you're in
your mid-thirties. Not only would she not be interested in you, but
you could go to JAIL if she just so much as pointed her finger at
you and squeaked, DICK HEAD!"
I continued to watch her. "Oh nooo!" I moaned softly to myself,
"She's going for the baby oil!" I unconsciously held my lower lip
between my teeth as she spurted baby oil into her delicate little
hand. She reached around and applied it to her gracefully curving
backside. Spreading the oil along her hip, slowly, carefully. She
spurted more oil into her hand and continued on down.
Again she rolled over, and again she applied more oil onto her
smooth, soft young skin. This time she spluttered the oil directly
from the bottle onto her smooth tan leg. I was close enough to hear
the bottle spluttering as she squeezed it, and then wheasing as she
released. As the oil dribbled over her leg, I imagined rubbing my
stiff swollen cock in the puddle it made. As she reached out to
spread the slippery lubricant over her luscious leg and thigh, I
imagined her taking my cock in her soft, hot little hand and slowly
rubbing it on her hot, tanned thigh. The friction and bending of my
stiff member in that soft, hot slippery little hand driving me crazy.
My attention was so focused on that fantasy, that I hadn't noticed
that she was looking directly at me. She was smiling. As she looked
at me, she continued to spread the oil, only now, very slowly. She
glanced at her handiwork and then looked back up at me, smiling all
the while. She had also lost her little girl shyness since last
summer, it seemed. Was she teasing me? Did she enjoy the idea that I
was obviously interested in her? Her smile broadened, and she threw
her head back and rested it, her chin sticking up toward the sun.
I looked down and realized that I was leaning up against the sink,
grinding my fully erect prick into it. I left the window to continue
the article I was reading on the computer in the living room before
I lost all control and had raped the kitchen sink.
An hour or so went by, and I still couldn't get her out of my mind.
How she had developed in the last year. I'd always been fond of
Emily, but as an uncle or big brother would be. If anyone had told
me before today that I'd be having *sexual fantasies* about her, I'd
have scoffed at the idea. "Little Emily? Get real!" My thoughts went
back to the image of her smiling at me as she spread the oil on her
thigh. "It was just some kind of little girl game she was playing."
I reasoned. "Teenaged girls like to test their ability to attract
men," I continued "Especially when their bodies begin to mature."
I was sounding like some 'Five cent psychologist' while trying to
convince myself to dismiss what I'd just seen from the kitchen
window.
Then came a knock at the back door. It was the knock of a small hand.
It threw me out of my thoughts with a start. "A small hand at my kitchen
door. It has to be Emily." I thought.
I went to the kitchen to answer the door, and sure enough, there was
Emily, still in her bikini, holding a big white towel and a canvass bag.
She looked somewhat distressed. "Hi Emily. What's up?" I asked,
"Dan, could I use your shower? The water heater broke down at home,
and my parents are away for the weekend. I don't know what else to do.
I'm covered with oil from sun bathing." "I see." I said, realizing
too late that I might be smart to stay away from that topic. "Well
sure, I guess it'd be all right. C'mon in." I showed her upstairs to
where the bathroom was and gestured her in. She entered the bathroom,
closing the door behind her. I almost thought that I caught a glimpse
of a sligh smile starting to form on her lips, but she disappeared
behind the door too quickly to tell. "Forget it Dan. She's too young
to be sexually aware." I convinced myself again. I heard the tub
filling and reluctantly returned to the living room.
After a while I heard Emily calling, "Dan? Could you help me here?"
I went back up to see what was wrong. The bathroom door was ajar by a
good ten inches. "What can I do for you Emily?" "Come in, I'll show
you." I paused, my heart racing. I was almost panicing. I knew she was
in the tub, completely naked. My erection was fully stiff in my pants.
As she was so young and innocent, I was sure that if she saw it, it
would frighten or embarrass her. This, I was sure would destroy the
friendly, neighborly relationship that we had developed over the years.
She really was a good kid. Many times she'd wandered into my yard to
talk with me, always very warm and friendly. Kinda' quiet, a sort of
indefinable serenity radiated from her that was infectious, and it never
failed to put me at ease. She was always like that, even as a tot.
"Well?" she insisted softly. I tried to adjust my throbbing erection
in my pants as best I could to make it least noticeable to her. I was
wasting my time, and I finally gave up. I tentatively opened the
door and entered the bathroom to find Emily in the tub, up on her
knees with her back to me. Her hands were brought up to her shoulders,
covering her breasts with her forearms. Before I could speak, or even
close my gaping mouth, she said with an innocent tone "Dan, would you
do my back for me?"
The soap suds ran down her graceful young body, making it slick and
slippery all over. Her hair was wet and combed back, and as she pulled
it over her far shoulder, she exposed her lovely naked back to me.
Her behind was exquisite. Well rounded globes of firm hot flesh, covered
with well tanned skin that was at least as soft as her full round breasts.
She knelt in the steamy tub, looking innocently at me from over her soft
soapy shoulder. I watched the muscles in her butt cheeks flex slightly as
she maintained her balance in the tub. The soap suds cascaded down over
them, making them deliciously slippery and shiny. I followed the crack
of her ass with my hungry eyes to where it disappeared down between
her legs. It was driving me crazy to watch her butt cheeks squeeze
together as she wobbled slightly on her knees.
Her entire body was covered in a soapy lather, like some extreamly
shear lace negligee, except for her beautiful back. The gorgeous
dimples on her shoulder blades looked sensuous and slick. Tiny golden
peach-fuzz hairs, that I knew would act as little feelers amplifying
my touch lay on her back, laden with bath water. They ran all the
way down her spine to where two more dimples could be found. One above
each beautifully sculpted buttock. I wanted intensely to feel her
firm warm butt cheeks in my hands. To knead and press them together.
They were so cute and sexy with the soap bubbles running down over them.
She had the legs of an Olympic figure skater. Strong and limber, she
was the picture of youthful fitness. With just enough fat to keep her
muscles from looking hard or 'sharp'. She was like some beautiful
'Vargas Girl' that had somehow magically come to life in my bath.
My heart pounded in my chest as she summoned me to the side of the tub
with her eyes. As I stood there, she turned to face me, and said, "We'd
better take off that shirt so it doesn't get wet." I fumbled with the
buttons, my hands trembling as she looked up at me with that innocent
smile. After I had removed my shirt, she paused and said, "Maybe we
should take those pants off too. Here, let me help you." She reached
out for the button on my jeans, and as she did, her breasts were freed
from the cradle of her arms. They swung ever so slightly, lightly hitting
eachother several times, the soap suds running down over her erect
pointy nipples. Two dollops of suds dripped from the undersides of her
baby smooth breasts and ran down over her firm tan tummy. I imagined
what it would be like to run my stiff hot cock between them, lubricated
with the lather from the soapy water.
She undid the button, and unzipped my fly to expose the raging hard on
underneath. She slid my pants down over my knees, which made every hair
on my legs seem to jump with excitement. I stumbled as I stepped out of
them. Her face was only inches from my insanely jerking cock, still
restrained by its cotton and elastic straight jacket. I could feel her
hot breath on my upper leg which made my mind wrench. She reached back
up to the waistband of my briefs, pausing to run a fingertip along the
length of my burning, stiff rod. It flexxed convulsively, which broadened
her smile. With my mind reeling out of control, I nearly lost my balance,
which caused me to snap back into a slightly saner state of mind. Had that
not happened, I feel sure that I'd have blown my load before she ever got
my briefs off.
"Mmm! It looks so big and stiff. Let me see." she said as she reached
for the waistband and gently, slowly worked my briefs down around my
hips. My erection got caught on the waistband as she pulled. She
tugged gently but insistently several times. As my inflamed cock
bent at its base under her gentle tugging pressure, it sent waves of
extatic pleasure through my body. With my briefs pulled down just
below my hips, still half covering my cheeks, she paused from her
gentle tug of war with my pulsing erection to slowly work her hand
into my briefs through a leg hole. She seemed to really enjoy this
wonderfully agonizing, playful torture. Jesus, so did I!
First, her fingertips carefully ran along the edge of the leg hole.
Down around my testicles, gently brushing them. Then back up and slowly
inward, until she had finally, lovingly grasped my manhood. She took
my frenzied cock and slowly pulled it out through the leg hole. It
jutted out rudely, pointing up and to one side directly in front of her
pretty young face. I could feel my cocks intense heat as it pressed
against my leg. With the backs of her fingers, she slowly stroked the
veiny underside with one upward motion. My knees buckled as she did this.
And I let out a low groan.
She looked up at me with wide eyes and cooed, "Ouuu! It's beautiful!"
Her hot breath flowed across the underside of my tangled, tortured
cock as she spoke, sending wave after wave of delightful tremors
through my weakened staggering body. She then put my longing cock
back into my briefs through the leg hole.
Finally, she slid one hot hand into the waistband of my
briefs and gently grasped my stiff, super-sensitized member
in order to work it out of its tangled net. As she wrapped her
fingers around my manhood, the muscles just below my testicles
flexxed and strained wildly. My cock jerked uncontrollably in
her hot wet hand, which pleased her very much indeed. Her mouth
opened and she gasped as my cock writhed in her hot little grip.
Untangling my rod, she removed it from my underware and slipped
them down and over my legs.
I was in a my sensual awareness had reached an all time high by the
time that Emily had finally undressed me. My whole body felt like one
gigantic exposed nerve. I wanted, and could think of only one thing:
to rub my frenzied stiff cock over every inch of this magical young imp's
hot slippery body.
I stepped into the tub, facing her. My was cock swinging and jerking
freely now, in front of her at face level. I felt free and unencumbered
now that the restraints of my clothing had been removed. I was acutely
aware of the hot bath water as it swirled around my shins and calves.
She reached down into the bathwater and retrieved the bar of soap.
Sitting in the warm water for so long, it had a thick melted coating
that was very soft and creamy. She also retrieved a washcloth. As she
slowly began to work up a lather with the soap, she said, "Let me do you
first." She wrung the washcloth with one hand, just above my raging penis,
letting the water trickle freely over it. She dunked the cloth in the hot
bathwater, and again squeezed it above my jumping bobbing rod, sending
waves of magical delight through my quivering body as the warm water ran
down over my shaft tickling my straining testicles.
The suds covered my spastic cock completely as she squeezed the
washcloth. With her other hand, covered with the slimy soap, she
took my cock gently in just her fingertips, the way that a flautist
might hold a flute. I was going crazy, wanting more. She teased
my cock with her fingertips, gently, slowly, sliding them up and
down the rock hard shaft. She was delighted as it bobbed and jerked
violently between her fingers.
I stood before her, getting so dizzy that I had to reach behind me
and grab onto the shower faucets. Her index finger on top and thumb
underneath, sliding up to the crown of my wildly jerking boner.
It finally jerked so violently that it jumped from her slippery
hot fingertips. She held her hand there, motionless, staring at my
cock as if hypnotized by its frantic little dance.
She then took it with the same hand, now wrapping her soft, hot
fingers around it completely but very loosely. Slowly, she began
to stroke. First down its length, until her pinky was buried in
my pubic hair, then up, very slowly until I thought she would
pull her hand completely off the end, only to stop just when her
pinky was the only finger left wrapped around the flair of its
swollen purple head. As each dainty finger passed over the flair,
shock waves ripped through my body, causing my hips to lurch forward
uncontrollably. I was in a frenzy, having her hot slippery
hand running all over my stiff cock, just barely touching me...
Teasing me... Driving me insane! I wanted to do something...
Anything, to bring relief to my poor straining penis. The agony
was excruciating, and I reveled in every fucking second of it!
As she stroked me, her other hand traveled up the inside of my leg,
starting at my knee, with only her fingertips, until she reached my
churning, cum filled balls. She began to caress them lovingly, working
up a lather. And as she did this, she extended her index finger
to gently rub the area between the base of my cock and my rectum.
This was too much! I was about to cum at any second. I tried to
beg her to stop. I wanted this to last forever, but I was only
able to get a groan out. She must have sensed my condition, because
she stopped *just* before I climaxed and spewed my load of jism
all over her lovely face and breasts. I was very glad that she'd
kept me from climaxing then, because I knew that this was a
once-in-a-lifetime situation for me; being in a bathtub with the
most beautiful teenaged 'Goddess of Lather' in the world. We
were close to acting out one of my most favorite fantasies,
and I wanted it to last and last.
Taking her hands away, she turned around in the tub saying, "Now
you do me." As I knelt behind her, all I could think in response
was "Oh Jesus, baby! Am I ever gonna do you! Am I ever!" With the
both of us on our knees, I straddled her right calf. Her toes would
now and then brush up against my own calf, a constant reminder that
this wasn't a day dream, but was actually happening. I scooped up
the now half melted bar of soap and washcloth and began to work
up a rich lather. The aroma of the soap and the steamy hot water
swirling around my legs was intoxicating. As was the scent of
Emily's lovely young body.
I started on her smooth tan shoulder with the washcloth. It was
heavily laden with rich soapy water. As I caressed her, the suds
ran down her supple back, making its way aimlessly, following the
lovely contours of her back muscles, down to the little vee at the top
of the cleft between her flexxing butt cheeks. It must have tickled
her because she began to twitch and wriggle slightly. I ran the
soapy cloth across her back to the other shoulder, then down, down
to her buttocks. She moaned and quivered, "Oh Dan. That feels so
good. Mmmh."
I eventually traced my hands over her hips and around to her firm
tummy. As I brought my hands up past her beautiful little belly
button to cup her tender young breasts she leaned back against me,
and my throbbing hot cock slid up against her right hip. Her hand
dropped to her side to meet my insanely jerking member. That excellent,
hot, soft little hand will stay in my memory forever. She began to gently
rub my pounding cock against her yielding, smooth hip as I caressed her
soft full breasts. Ever so gently rubbing and rolling her beautiful
swollen nipples between my soapy, slippery thumbs and index fingers.
As I did this, she closed her eyes and layed her head back
against my shoulder. She began rocking back and forth with her hips,
causing my wildly spasming cock to slide between her soft soapy
hand and her equally slippery hip.
I slid a free hand back down over Emily's firm slick tummy,
dragging a single fingertip lightly along the path. When I reached her
little triangle of soft blonde pubes, I traced it up the line that
ran from her vagina to her hip bone. Then back down that line and
through her soft wet pubes.
She began to moan softly. Her hot breath flowed past and into
my ear which made me shutter uncontrollably. Her rocking began to
increase speed as I ran my fingertip along her hot pink pussy lips.
Slowly, I worked my finger into her, tenderly searching for her clit.
Her breathing started to become more rapid and shallow as I found,
and gently rubbed it. I teased it as she had teased me. Just barely
touching her clitoris, I traced little circles on its tip. It began
to swell under my fingertip as if to reach out to it; to get a little
more friction, a little more pressure. But I'd have none of that.
Not yet.
Her hips began to quake and quiver as she rocked ever more violently,
rubbing my stiff soapy cock under her hand. The lubrication of the
rich lather was perfect. As she rocked back, I could see the purple
crown of my cock poke out from under her hand. It seemed to be
mosnterously large in comparison to her delicate little fingers.
It was thoroughly covered in rich soap suds that dripped from the
head. Another stroke or two under her hand and I thought I was again
about to cum. I pulled my cock out from under her hand as she rocked
her hips forward. It swung free in the air as it stiffly bobbed and
spasmed, the suds flopping off its tip and landing on her firm smooth
buttocks. The suds ran freely down her perfect, sexy crack and over her
tight pink butt hole. As she rocked against my swirling fingertip,
her butt cheeks would spread and close, causing the lather between
them to get sucked into her crack, only to be pushed back out again.
As her smooth young, well lathered behind swayed in front of my cock,
I became overwhelmed with the desire to push the head of it deep into
her hot throbbing rectum. To skewer the lovely mounds of flesh before
me. The thought was dashed when I realized that without any experience,
she could be easily injured. After all, her hot little butt hole looked
*so* tight, and my stiff straining cock looked so large in comparison.
I worried that she'd resist out of instinct and I'd only destroy
what so far had been an evening of pure erotic bliss.
My feverish lust for her tight hot little butt hole wrapped around my
maniacally quivering cock refused to fade. As a compromise, I rested
the shaft up against her slick sexy crack and trapped it against my
now soapy pelvis. As she rocked back and forth on my fingertip, my
aching cock slid slowly in the crevice between her hot slippery butt
cheeks.
She immediately began to moan in my ear, "Ooh yesss, rrrub it in my
crack! I love it... Mmmm!" My heart was beating furiously. My
breathing like a freight train. She began to squeal as my cock slid
between her firm, young cheeks. My fingertip gently applying pressure
to her inflamed aching clit.
Suddenly, she lurched forward with her hips and the head of my cock
slid way down her hot little crack and then between her soft soapy
inner thighs. Almost unconsciously, I began to pump my frenzied hips.
My trembling stiff cock slid against her inner thigh, rubbing against
the bottom of her hot quivering pussy. My cock jerked and flailed
uncontrollably, and as it did, it gently bumped up against her
crotch. She reached down between her legs and gently cupped it in her
hand, guiding it against her hot, pink pussy lips as I pumped.
After a few more strokes, she jutted her hips forward again. My
stiff raging cock sprang upward and as she moved back, the puffy
purple head of it came to rest directly on her tight hot well
lubricated pucker. Before I could do anything, she moved her hips
back a little more. The tip of my pounding cock just piercing her pink
little butt hole by half an inch. She made a noise that was a cross
between a growl and a scream as she wriggled and squirmed in extasy.
My mind was racked and it swirled as though a tiny tornado was tracing
its way through my brain. I could stand it no longer. With complete
abandon, I pushed my pounding soapy cock head against her hot tight
butt hole. The shaft bent as I applied steady pressure. With the same
groaning voice she cried "Oooh yessss! Stab me with your cock! Fill
my ass to the brim!" louder, she cried again, "Fuck my ass! Pleease
fuck my ass!" I could only let out a long low growl through my nashing
teeth in response. I could feel my eyebrows raising and lowering, beyond
my control. My upper lip was raised like an angry dogs as I snarled,
further contorting my face. It was pure animal lust that I was feeling,
and it felt perfectly natural.
With each stroke, I was able to gain another inch as I felt her hot
well lubricated flesh wrap around my madly throbbing cock. She was now
leaning forward, supporting herself by placing her hands on the wall
in front of her. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth opened
wide as she let out gasps and groans in time with my stroking cock,
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oooou, yess! Fuck my tight little butt hole Danny!
Fuck it good! Don't ever stop!" As my balls churned, and the muscle
at the very base of my aching cock clenched and strained, I had to
throw my head back and forth to try to shake the almost overwhelming
urge to shoot gobs of my hot sticky cum deep into her slippery little
ass right then and there.
I managed to shake off the urge well enough to regain my wits. I had
a fantasy I wanted to fullfil. I wanted her to have a screaming orgasm
while my cock lay buried deep in her quivering clenching rectum.
I wanted to feel her hot throbbing flesh wrapped around my wildly
spasming cock. To feel her tight young ass muscles grip my throbbing
meat as she lurched and quivered in extatic orgasmic pleasure. Then
and only then would I give up and have my earthshaking orgasm, shooting
loads of hot semen into her tightly stretched anus.
My cock, now buried to the hilt in her quivering butt hole, I stopped
stroking. I reached around her slender waist and slid my hands up over
her heaving ribcage. As I did this, I could tell that I had tickled her
because her ass muscles clenched and released in a rapid, fluttering
manner around my granite hard penis. She gasped with a slight dreamy
smile. She was as high as I was, as I gently pulled her backward to
my chest. My heart was crashing in my chest as she nestled her shoulder
blades up against me.
Once again she rested her head dreamily back against my shoulder. She
looked up at me with big happy eyes that caught my bleary gaze and then
locked her tight hot ass muscles around my throbbing meat. "Ouuu." she
purred softly into my ear. "Your cock feels sooo good. It's so big and
hot. It fills my ass completely." As she spoke, her hot breath caressed
my face, neck and ear with every lovely syllable. "Lets just stay like
this for a while so I can enjoy the feeling. Try not to move if you can."
she whispered. I groaned and said "If I move at all, I'll loose it
completely." Then, she rested her weight more fully on my lap, forcing
my trembling cock to bury itself deeper into her bowels.
She occasionally wiggled her ass around on my cock, sending ripples of
pleasure through both of our bodies. I could feel her pulse beating
around my meat when she sat motionless. We stayed still for quite a
while. I enjoyed the soft hot slippery skin of her firm young breasts,
playing gently with her nipples. Teasing them with my thumbs and
fingertips. Her nipples were bubble gum pink and stood up tall and
sensitive on her golden tan breasts. I pulled at them slowly, letting
them slip easily between my fingers, the soapy lather providing ample
lubrication.
She sat on my lap, stroking my hips with her fingers, causing them
to flex and twitch beyond my control, my stiff hot cock jumping and
straining deep inside of her hot slippery ass. The combination of
sensations devastated her as I continued to work lovingly on her
luscious breasts. She began to breath heavily, rocking her head on
my shoulder, her eyes closed as if in a dream. She raised her hand
to take mine and guided it down over her taught stomach muscles,
below her cute ovalesque navel and through her pretty blonde pubes.
Her pubic hair was rather straight and very soft, looking like corn
silk. She pressed my hand down into her warm crotch, imploring me
to stroke her aching clit into oblivion.
As I softly stroked and caressed her swollen throbbing button, her rectal
muscles clenched and quivered around me. She lay luxuriantly against my
chest, slowly twisting and writhing in my lap. I lovingly attended to
her throbbing clitoris, gently stroking it, pausing briefly after each
pass. Soon, her breathing fell in time with my caresses. I stroked her
even more lightly, remembering the agonizing treatment she had given to
my cock earlier.
She began to whimper softly in my ear, yearning to feel my fingertip
stroking her inflamed clit. She pressed her hand on mine, trying to
force me to stroke her a little harder. I wanted to drive her absolutely
stark raving mad. I wanted her to be completely carried away in her
extasy. I wanted a girl turned animal, jumping and screaming, writhing
and convulsing out of control in my lap.
I allowed her to adjust the pressure that I was applying on her clit,
though I still would briefly pause between strokes. As I rubbed her,
she began thrusting her hips at my teasing hand. Harder and harder
she thrust, my cock siding in and out of her as she went. Her pussy
began to suck at my fingers and her whimpering turned into a louder
moan. I listened carefully for any indication that she was reaching
the brink of orgasm. Her moans became louder and more urgent each
time. Soon she was gasping for breath and moaning as she exhaled.
Her breathing increased tempo and I followed suit with my fingertip.
"She's getting close," I thought. I continued to rub her hot sensitive
clit just a little softer, and she started trying to form the word
"No!" but all she could get her extasy racked mind to produce was,
"Nuh! Nuh! Nuh!" in rhythm with my stroking.
I then lightened the force of my fingertip on her clit just a little
more and she began to buck on my lap wildly. Frantically, she pleaded
"No! No! Ple! Ple! Pleeasse! Make! Me! Cuuum! Nooow! Please!"
gasping and bucking between each word. She started that screaming -
growling moan again, bucking on my throbbing stiff member. Riding
up and down the shaft with complete abandon. Her rectum clung to my
shaft as best as it could, being thwarted by the lubricating slimy
lather of soap that ran down the crack of her ass and onto my
super-hard straining cock. "Oh! Oh! Oh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming all
over your big hot cock! Oh Dan! Rub me! Rub my little pussy! Rub my
hot little pussy!"
She continued to pound up and down on my cock. Her firm young breasts
bouncing on her heaving chest. Her tight little torso twisting and
wrenching out of control. She was possessed by her extasy, completely
under its control. At the mercy of its will. Her hot little pussy,
pink and shiny sucked at my loving fingertip, trying desperately
but unsuccessfully to pull it further into her, making animal noises
as she came and came.
Slowing the pace down, she slid up my raging cock gripping it with
her ass muscles. Then, relaxing them, she slid back down. With each
stroke, my cock almost popped out of her tight pink butt hole. It
was so hot and tight, wrapped around my cock like a hot velvety fist.
I could feel my balls churning. My scrotal sack tightening. Preparing
to unload the hot sticky jism that I had in store for her.
As she started to come down from her orgasm, she looked over her
shoulder to see my cock sliding in and out of her hot little rectum.
This sight brought her off once again, and she tried to watch as
she came. I couldn't stand it any longer. The thought of this beautiful
young girl cumming at the sight of my stiff cock sliding in and out of
her ass made me loose it completely. I bashed my red hot member into
her hot quivering little ass mercilessly. She still tried to grip
me as I pummeled her. The muscle at the base of my cock was straining
harder than ever now as I began to shoot load upon load of hot jism
into her greedy little ass. The heat and splashing sensation made
her scream aloud in extasy as I continued to pump more and more of
the hot goo into her, washing her insides thoroughly. "Oooh, yes!
Fill me with your cum Dan! Fill my ass with your hot cum! Uh! Uh!"
She was on the verge of tears as I continued to unload. We rocked back
and forth endlessly, the head of my cock nearly popping out of her
many times. I had pumped so much cum into her sweet little ass that
it began to gush through the seal of her rectum. It dribbled down the
reddened shaft of my cock and down her inner thighs.
Our orgasms tapered off simultainiously and we sat there in the warm
bathwater stroking eachother lazily. My cock was still buried in her
rectum, thought it was completely spent. After a while, I whispered to
her "That was a dream come true. All of my adult life I've had the fantasy
of doing exactly what we just did. And it was better than I'd ever
imagined." She smiled up at me as I continued, "I'll remember this night
for the rest of my life." Her smile disappeared when she realized that
I thought that this would be our only encounter, "But why? There's always
tomorrow night, isn't there?" My heart began to race once more.
The Annals of Emily
Part 2
pen-ance (pen'ens) n. 1. A voluntary act of
devotion or self-mortification to show
sorrow for a sin or misdeed.
Not even my wildest fantasies could compare to the encounter I had
had with Emily last night in my bathtub. Her amazing and surprising
sexual sophistication. Her absolute joy in what we did. I had never
thought that a girl, at the tender age of seventeen, would be willing
to do such things as we did... And LOVE it! I become rock hard every
time I think of how she had playfully teased me while she sun bathed in
her back yard, and then again as I stood before her in the bath...
"Naughty, naughty!", I thought to myself with an evil grin.
At first, I had worried that the new found sexual feelings that I had
for her would frighten and embarrass her, destroying our longstanding
neighborly relationship. I had always thought of her in an almost
fatherly way. I had known her since she was a tot playing in our
adjoining backyards, and I guess that like a father, I hadn't noticed
how much Emily had matured. To my delight, our relationship had done
anything but fallen apart. It had taken on a whole new dimension, an
intimacy that we secretly shared.
After our mind numbing encounter, I had thanked her, thinking that it was
a one time thing. But she had said that, "There's always tomorrow night."
and the thought made my pelvic muscles grow tense, wondering "Will there
be a tomorrow night?" "Will she regret what we'd done?" I tried to push
away the guilt and anxiety that was creeping into my mind. What with me
being thirty four, and Emily being only seventeen, I was exactly twice
her age. I WAS old enough to be her father, and the idea was becoming
increasingly guilt provoking.
I snapped on the TV to take my mind off of it... Oprah. Good, I'll watch
someone elses problems for a while... GOD, I'm a SICKO!
"Hiiee! Today, we're going to talk with 'Cradle Robbers' and the
CHILDREN who's lives they've DESTROYED..."
Shit! <click!> Phil Donahue. Let's give him a try...
"Folks... This, is little Jeany. When she was ONLY seventeen, she was
seduced by an older man. She will carry her emotional scars with her
FOR THE REST OF HER LIFE!..."
OK. OK. I flexible. How about the news... <click!>
"Amy Fisher today, testified that she had been raped by
Mr. Buttafuco... Coming up, Woody Allen..."
Just as I was sizing the TV up for a dip in the fish tank, the phone in
the kitchen rang. I rushed to answer it, grabbing it on the third ring.
A small, resolute voice spoke,
"Hello Dan? It's Emily."
My face went numb. My jaw became stiff and felt awkward as I tried to
sound casual,
"Hi Emmy. What's up?"
"Dan, I think we need to talk."
My guts sank. My phony smile became too heavy to hold up. I felt a
chill as the blood in my limbs raced to the core of my body, as if to
avoid a horrible wound that was about to be inflicted upon me. She
continued,
"Could you come over for a while?"
Trying to regain some composure, I said hoarsely,
"Wh-What did you want to talk about Emily?"
"I need to talk to you about... about what happened last night. My
parents are still gone so we can talk here. It's OK, I promise."
I knew it! She was going to drop the bomb. Not only will there be no
'tomorrow night' for us, but we would no doubt be unable to exchange
casual hellos any longer without feeling the guilt of the now dreadful
secret we shared.
I agreed to come over and headed through the back yard to her house.
What did she want to talk about? If she was ashamed, it seemed that
she wouldn't want to talk at all. That would've been much worse. At
least I had a chance to help her through the guilt; to try to make
things right again... Yeah right, I've always been a dreamer.
I guess some things never change!
She met me at the door and let me in. She was wearing a light blue
cotton work shirt, that was tucked into a pair of very short denim
cutoffs. She was barefooted except for a thin gold ankle bracelet.
Her silky straight blonde hair was parted in the middle and flowed down
over her shoulders. As we stood in her parents kitchen I could smell
that 'other family' smell. I could detect a faint smell of cinnamon,
mixed with other spices that I couldn't identify. It was simply an
unfamiliar combination of odors that reminded me that I was in some
one elses home, making me feel more ill at ease.
Emily immediately noticed my nervousness.
"What's wrong Dan?"
Her tone was kind and compassionate.
"Nothing! Nothing..."
I responded quickly. Possibly too quickly. I was very conscious of
my tone of voice; I didn't want to show my nervousness. This of
course did nothing but to make me more nervous. Trying to change
the subject I offered,
"So, what did you need to talk about Emily?"
She took my hand, tugging at me in the direction of the livingroom.
"C'mon, lets go sit down."
We entered the livingroom and she led me to the couch where she sat beside
me. She sat on the couch facing me with one foot touching the floor and
the other tucked under her. She didn't seem to be very upset at all, and
my anxiety faded into curiosity as I began to wonder in earnest about what
she had on her mind.
I looked at her as if to coax her into confiding in me. She looked
into her hands sitting in her lap as my eyes met hers.
"Dan, I've been thinking about what happened yesterday,"
My eyes scanned her face expectantly. She smiled somewhat coyly, still
looking into her hands, and began to fidget with the thin gold bracelet
on her wrist,
"You see, I've been feeling really guilty about it."
She lifted her eyes to gaze directly into mine. Her hand moved toward my
upper leg,
"I know that I teased you when I was sun bathing yesterday...
and teasing isn't nice. I've been a 'very naughty girl', haven't
I Dan?"
Her lips started to curl up at the corners slightly. A mere hint of a
smile flashed across her face, her eyebrows cocked as if to ask for mercy.
'Very Naughty Girl'?! Wait a minute! I had expected her to break down
in tears of guilt and regret, but... Was she playing a game with me?
A wave of excitement poured over me as her little hand moved low on my
inner thigh. She continued, slowly creeping her hand toward my crotch,
"Don't you think I've been a very 'Bad little girl'? I think that I
need to be 'punished', don't you?"
As she finished her sentence, her mouth remained partly open. She
scanned my face with her innocent blue eyes, looking for a reaction,
her hot little hand urgently squeezing my inner thigh very close to
my now bulging erection. Dazed, I slowly spoke as if in a trance,
"Uuhhh... Yes, you Are a 'naughty little girl', and you Do need to be
'punished'."
I sounded like some lust crazed dirty old man. Hell, I WAS a lust crazed
dirty old man, and she was my wet dream come true! My words came out
breathy and a little slurred. My mind was almost paralyzed by the dirty
fantasies she was conjuring up in it. What a depraved set of sexual
appetites this beautiful young sex goddess had. She truly was a naughty
little girl, and I was in heaven!
Upon hearing my words, her eyes closed softly and she began breathing in
tense shallow breaths. The sound of her excited breathing made my stomach
muscles palpitate anxiously. I wanted badly to take her in my arms, to
feel the warmth of her body against mine, her excited breathing on my
neck, to smell the sent of her lovely hair. But as I reached out to touch
her, she took my hand away and said,
"C'mon, lets go upstairs to my bedroom. We can talk about it better
up there."
We arose from the couch, and she led me by the hand up the stairs,
frequently glancing back into my eyes with excited anticipation.
Her bedroom was bright and fragrant. It was decorated with stuffed animals
and all sorts of 'little girl' things. A single "Kings X" poster hung on
the wall by her dresser. She had a good ear, and I was impressed. I'd
expected her to be into 'Poodle Rock' as a friend calls it - you know,
Bon Jovi and his ilk? But then, Emily isn't your average teenaged girl!
The wallpaper had a light, flowery design on it. This was a girls room,
no mistaking it, and I felt a little out of place here. A white quilted
bedspread with little flowers on it neatly covered her canopy bed. The
pillows had pink, lace trimmed cases on them. The entire room reeked of
sweet, feminine virginity.
As we stood just inside her doorway, she moved in front of me and turned
to face me. Her hands went to her collar and slid down to the first closed
button. The little gold bracelet that adorned her wrist highlighted her
lovely tan. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and said,
"I'm really sorry that I teased you yesterday, Dan. I just couldn't
help myself. I've wanted you ever since I was fifteen, but you never
noticed me, and since I turned eighteen last week, I thought it'd
be alright..."
Eighteen?! I didn't know she'd turned eighteen. I'd been worried about
getting in trouble with the law, or much worse, being cross examined by
Jeraldo Revera, should anyone have found out about us.
"Eighteen? I thought you were still seventeen. Why didn't you tell
me?"
I was a little angry at the needless worry that I'd been through.
Her response was a bit timid,
"I-I just wanted to surprise you, that's all. I'm sorry."
Her sincerity made my anger dissolve, and I realized that it was no ones
fault really. She began unbuttoning her blouse and moved toward the bed.
"I love to tease men." she confessed, "Making them get all
nervous and horny, knowing that they can't do anything about it, just
drives me crazy! And I know that it's 'Very Naughty' of me."
As she reached the bed, her blouse was completely unbuttoned. She pulled
it off of her shoulders slowly and sensually. The setting afternoon sun
cast its light through the window, and onto Emily's lovely naked torso.
It fell on her in such a way as to illuminate the golden peach-fuzz on her
arms and breasts, making it seem incandescent. Hundreds, thousands of tiny
glowing filaments followed her tender, nubile silhouette. As she turned,
the rays caught her long blonde eyelashes, and they lit up in the same way.
The sight of her standing by the window, bathed in the warm sunlight, was
truly magical.
She paused to stroke one nipple with her fingertips, making her gasp with
excitement, admiring the way that it swelled and stood up firm and
attentive on her breast. She then looked at me as if to seek my approval.
I smiled vaguely as I ogled her magnificent curves.
She then started to wiggle out of her short tight cut off jeans.
"I really wouldn't blame you if you wanted to do All Sorts of 'Nasty'
things to me. I wouldn't blame you at All."
The shame in her voice was exaggerated, the way that a little girl might
shame her Teddy bear for being naughty. It was making me fucking crazy!
I stood there, barely remembering not to drool as her shorts fell to the
floor. She wore a pair of satiny pink panties that were tied at the hips.
They clung to her sweet bottom tightly, pulling into her dampened pussy
lips, making them easy to see through the soft fabric. As she climbed
lazily onto the bed, she reached for a very large stuffed Teddy bear that
was sitting on a chair beside her bed.
"I thought about you All Last Night, Dan."
She dragged the stuffed animal to her as she spoke.
"Do you wanna see what I did about it?"
My cock was pushing against my fly with all its might.
"Yes, I Would like to see."
Emily sleepily drew the toy bear close to her and rolled onto her side to
wrap her silky smooth legs around its furry thigh, slowly, passionately
grinding her pussy into it.
"This is what I do when I get horny at night," she said in a soft
sensual tone, "Is it naughty of me, Dan?"
I could barely speak as I played along, "Ohh, yes, it is Emily."
As she heard my response, she buried her face into the Teddy bear and
whimpered softly. Her pretty pink panties began to bunch up into her
crack, exposing more and more of her soft tanned cheeks with each stroke.
She became more aroused, humping more and more violently as I watched. Her
whimpers soon turned into louder moans as she continued to mash and grind
her hot panty clad pussy against its leg.
I moved to the bed, and sat down softly beside her. The bedsprings creaked
quietly under my weight. I felt the bedspread with my hand. It was made of
soft cotton, and felt cool to the touch. At once, I understood how Emily's
naked skin enjoyed the cool feel of it on this hot August afternoon. The
soft creaking and motion of the bed caused Emily to stir from her dreamy
lovemaking with the stuffed toy, and she started to roll onto her back to
look at me. I quickly placed my hand on her soft exposed hip and
whispered,
"No! Don't stop. Tell me about your fantasies."
Suddenly, I heard a soft feminine voice coming from behind me,
"Hi Dan."
I turned quickly to see Emily's big sister, Janet, standing in the doorway.
Janet was a tall girl, about 20 years old. She had beautiful flame red
hair that was tied back into a loose bun. A few small locks of her hair
hung down carelessly along the sides of her round young face and she had
bangs that were short and straight. Her skin was very fair with a few
light freckles sprinkled over it. Her ears, nose and cheeks were flushed,
making her look scrubbed and tender. She had the same beautiful blue eyes
that her sister enjoyed, giving her a slightly feline look. I had known
Janet for a long time also. She had been quite a basketball player in
high school, and I had seen her picture in the sports section of the local
paper quite often.
I was surprised to see that Janet was wearing a tight fitting, thin
cotton tee shirt with straps holding it up on her shoulders. It was
white and very short in the body, exposing a portion of her firm smooth
tummy. It clung to her large full breasts, making her nipples very
obvious. You could see that her oreolas were beautifully cone shaped,
with nipples that were like brand new pencil erasers; they sat up straight
and had flat tops, like two little cylinders.
She also had on a pair of peach colored bikini underware which allowed me
to see the lines that ran from her hips down into her damp crotch. Those
lines, or creases, can be incredibly sexy on a woman... I don't really know
what it is about them, but GOD I love them! A neat little rectangular
patch of red hair pushed on her panties, making its outline just visible
under the fabric.
I was quite startled to see her standing there, and I jumped up off of
the bed. At first my eyes darted around, looking for an explanation as
to why I was in her little sisters bedroom with my hand on Emily's hip
as she humped a stuffed toy almost buck naked! I drew a complete blank.
I had no excuse. But Janet was smiling. And it wasn't as innocent a smile
as Emily's.
Janet entered the room very confidently and sat down on the bed were
I had just been sitting. She glanced at Emily briefly and put a hand
on the back of her leg. She then turned to me and said,
"Emily's been telling me all about what a 'Naughty Girl' she's been,
Dan."
Her tone was of pretend scolding as she looked at me with big innocent
eyes, shaking her head shamefully as she spoke,
"She told me how she teased your Poor Throbbing Cock, and how she
drove you to do those Nasty things to her."
Janet stroked the back of Emily's leg lightly with her fingers as she
spoke, which caused Emily to moan softly. Emily then discarded the
Teddy bear and skooched onto her stomach. She slowly brought her knees
up, one at a time, into the 'doggy' position, with her ass swaying back
and forth invitingly. Janet, becoming excited and breathless, continued,
"Emily's a Very Naughty girl. Even now, she would happily take your
Big Stiff Cock up her Ass... Wouldn't you Emily?"
"Ooh yess!", Emily sighed into the pillows as if half asleep.
"You see Dan? Isn't she just the Nastiest little girl you've Ever
seen?"
Janet's hand glided over Emily's fantastic rump as it swayed right to
left. She was becoming more and more excited as she chastised her sexy
little sister with feigned shock and disgust.
"I'll bet I could make her Cum just by playing with her Naughty
little butt hole!"
As she ended that sentence, she climbed up onto the bed facing the foot
of it, and threw a leg over Emily's back as if mounting a horse. Emily's
behind sat before her like a fleshy pair of bongos. Her hands fondled
and squeezed Emily's tender panty clad butt cheeks passionately as she
slowly gyrated against her backbone.
The scene before me was completely unbelievable. I'd seen a lot of main
stream porn videos in my day, but this was actually happening right before
my eyes! And with my neighbor's daughters! Janet's excitement grew wilder
and wilder,
"Come here and look Dan."
I moved to the foot of the bed, as Janet's hands made circular motions on
Emily's butt cheeks. The anguished passion in Janet's face and eyes was
intense as she looked at me.
She suddenly slapped Emily's fanny rather hard,
"Naughty girl! Naughty Naughty girl!"
Janet was speaking through clenched teeth at this point. Emily gasped
deeply in shock but otherwise did not protest as Janet continued her
frenzied massaging.
"Just wait till you to see how well I've taught her, Dan. Just wait
till you see what she can do..."
Janet slowly brought her hand to one of the bows on Emily's panties and
pulled on it until it came undone, causing the front of the panties to
fall open. She somewhat whimsically pulled the flap down across Emily's
waving young butt, letting it hang there, still secured to the other leg.
Emily gasped again and moaned pitifully as I watched her ass muscles clench
and flex, drawing her silky cheeks together. Her panties dangled from one
leg exposing her smooth young bottom, the red finger marks from Janet's
punishing blow being quite evident.
Janet began to run her finger up and down Emily's crack. Her tone was
distressed and frenzied,
"Doesn't she have a Beautiful Ass Dan? Wouldn't you love to see me
make her cum?"
"Ooh yes, I would...", I muttered, watching mesmerized as Emily's
butt began to hump up and down against Janet's now loving strokes.
"Ouu, her ass is so soft and round and sexy isn't it. Mmmm.", Janet
purred as she gave Emily's butt cheek another smack for good measure.
Emily's hot quivering little pussy was still covered by her partially
removed panties, and I watched it intently as she humped. I could see
a few very fine blonde pubic hairs poking out around the soft pink fabric.
I wanted desperately to gently rub and stroke her soft hot mound with
the backs of my fingers, but Janet obviously had a plan, and I decided
to just watch and enjoy the show.
Janet leaned back to open the drawer of Emily's nightstand. She produced
a large pink dildo and a tube of KY jelly. The sight of these items,
coupled with the fact that Emily kept them at her bedside, drove me insane
with the thoughts of what she did with them at night.
Janet set them on the bed beside her and gracefully pulled her tee shirt
off over her head. Her breasts were just as beautiful as I had imagined.
Large and full, her skin was very fair, the nipples erect and pink and
perfect. Very tender. Very suckable!
The tube of KY had an attachment on it, the likes of which I've never
seen before. It was slender, with a bulbous tip, and it screwed on in
place of the cap. Janet held the tube in her hand and placed the tip
onto Emily's butt hole. Emily gasped and clenched at the cold intruding
object, but soon relaxed. Janet squeezed a little of the lubricating
jelly onto Emily's hot pucker, and slowly worked it inward, all the way
to the hilt. She gently squeezed the tube while extracting it from
Emily's quivering rectum, leaving a large glob resting at the entrance.
"When Emily was fifteen, she asked me if I would teach her how to
please a man. I taught her how to take a cock up the ass just like
this. Remember Emily?"
Emily just moaned softly.
"Ever since then, she's been just crazy about being butt fucked,
and I enjoy giving her 'refresher courses'."
Discarding the tube, she picked up the vibrator and flicked it on. As it
hummed quietly, Emily began to breath excitedly through her mouth. Soon,
Janet was doing the same as she rubbed the tip of the large humming dildo
into the glob of lubricant that rested on Emily's receptive young butt
hole. She angled the vibrator, pointing it straight at Emily's pucker. It
was as though Janet was holding a dagger in her hand. She slowly pressed
the tip into her little sisters hot willing orifice, making Emily squeal
and wriggle with delight.
"You Love that, Don't you Emily? Tell me you want more, you Nasty
little girl!", Janet demanded.
"Ouuu, YESS! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! Go DEEPER! I DO want more!"
The words made Janet swoon with lust as she continued to grind her hot
little pussy into her sisters backbone. She pressed down on the massive
dildo steadily, and I watched as it disappeared into Emily's quivering
rectum. The excess KY jelly oozed out of her hole as it went in. Janet
smeared this all over Emily's lovely crack, making it glisten. She then
began to pump on the dildo, riding it in, and then back out of her sister.
Emily struggled to get her hand beneath her tummy, and then reached up
to rub her hot wet little pussy through the cloth of her dishevelled
panties.
As Emily glided her finger over her hot little muff, she moaned
submissively into the pillow. Janet, breathing through her teeth as
she continued to stroke, was driven wild by the sight of Emily
masterbating herself.
"UUHHH Dan, you see what I mean?! Look at her go! She LOVES it!"
I couldn't answer. Emily then slid her middle finger under her sopping
wet panties, and deep into her aching twat. I couldn't stand it any
longer. I had to get involved. I pulled my tee shirt off, and began
to undo my pants.
"Ouuu, Emily. I think Dan wants to help!"
Janet stopped her pumping with the dildo, leaving it stuffed deeply
into Emily's butt as I finished undressing and climbed onto the foot
of the bed. She reached out to put her warm soft hands on my chest
and began to passionately run her fingers through the hair on it.
The bizarreness of the scene, and the enthusiasm that Janet showed
toward my participation made my mind reel. As I moved toward Emily's
behind, I rested my stiff cock on her butt cheek, and against the
vibrating dildo that protruded from her. My cock and balls tingled
from the vibrator and I could feel the heat of Emily's young body.
"Ouuu, Danny! Do you wanna try for a while?"
I could only growl as I placed a hand on Emily's butt cheek. I grasped
the dildo, and began to stroke. Emily started to moan in a louder and
more urgent voice,
"Ooh Danny! Ram it into me! It feels So Good! Twist it! Uh! Uh!"
Insensed with perverse lust I stroked more violently, twisting the buzzing
dork as it slid tightly in and out of her.
Janet had snapped up the tube of KY jelly, and squeezed a large glob
of it into her hand, as I continued to stroke.
"Mmm Danny, you do that well! Emily's been needing a good reaming,
isn't that right Emily?"
"Oooh YESS! Ream my butt hole Dan! Ream it out Good! Ouu! Ouu! Ouu!
Yes! That's the way! Twist it in me!"
My stiff cock slapped against Emily's hip and dragged across the back of
her silky smooth leg as I twisted and stroked the dildo in and out of her
brutally.
Janet then grasped my cock, her hand filled with KY,
"Why don't we try this for a while Dan?"
She began to stroke my throbbing staff, making me unable to continue
my work on Emily.
"Ouuu Yes! I think that's a Good idea!", She said with a big smile.
My mind felt as if it had locked up, and I growled in a very low evil
voice, "Ouuu Yess! Let me at that sweet little butt hole!"
As I think about it now, I'm surprised that my voice could get that low
and guttural. It was as if I'd been possessed. Even my breathing was
that same primal growl as I looked at Emily's sweet willing behind in
front of me.
Janet had to almost fight with me to get me to stop ramming the dildo
into Emily. She removed the dork, and I shimmied up closer to greedily
fill the now vacant hole with my rock hard cock. I grabbed her soft
yielding butt cheeks in both hands and dug my fingers deep into her flesh.
My intention wasn't to hurt her, but my lust had overpowered every shred
of restraint I had left. She had asked for it, LITERALLY!
"Aaahhh!! Aaaaahhhh!! I'm sorry Danny!! I'm sorry for teasing you!!",
Emily cried, "Please don't hurt my poor little butt hole any more!"
I didn't need to ask her why she was still stroking her clit as she
begged me to stop. I looked down at Emily's sweet face, her eyes half
closed and glazed as she breathed in excitement through her pouty
full lips.
Janet had climbed off of Emily's back, and had moved to kneel along
side of me. She watched me bashing away at Emily with a big happy
grin. She ran her fingertips up and down my spine as I pumped, which
made me shutter and growl,
"Ouuu you little bitch! You sexy little bitch! I'm gonna fuck your
tight little ass till it splits wide open!"
Taking a hand off of Emily's cheek, I wrapped it around Janet's
waste and drew her to me. Her face pressed into my ear and her breath
flowed into it. She brought her hand up to stroke my nipple, which
nearly sent me over the edge. I pounded harder into Emily. Janet started
to whisper into my ear,
"We know you've always wanted to do this to Emily, Dan. That's why I
taught her so well. Just for you, honey. Just for you."
That pushed me over the edge! As I stroked, I grunted as though I was
trying to lift the back of a bus. I began to unload into Emily's
little rectum, but my wild strokes brought the head of my cock right out
of her. I sprayed ropes of hot jism all over Emily's back and butt cheeks
as I blindly slid my raging cock in her crack. Janet's caresses on my
chest were becoming more impassioned with each gush.
Upon feeling my hot jiz splattering on her, Emily reached a wailing orgasm
of her own. Her hips jerked violently, pushing her still panty clad
muff into her fingers as she continued to fondle herself.
I turned to Janet, who was still breathing very hard, and took her into
my arms. I softly buried my face into her neck, planting little kisses
around her ear. Her arms tightened around me as I moved down her long
slender neck, kissing her and running the tip of my nose over her as I
went. Her breathing increased in speed and depth as she cried,
"Oh Danny, fuck me now!"
My hands slid down to the small of her back as I moved my kisses to her
collar bone. She was damp with perspiration from the heat of the day, and
her own excitement as I slowly worked my way down over her body.
My kisses finally reached Janet's breasts. They were firm and sat up
on her chest proudly. Her beautiful pink, and perfectly formed nipples
were almost in reach of my trembling lips when in uncontrolled lust, she
pulled my face into her chest,
"Suck on my nipples Danny! Make love to my titties!"
Knowing very well the sweet agony of denial, I ignored her plea to satisfy
her aching nipples. Instead, I licked all around one of them, dragging my
tongue over her breast in long slow delicate strokes.
"UHHH! You BASTARD! Please! My nipples hurt so much! Please, suck on
them!", she cried out in frustration.
Grinning to myself, I began to lash at her nipple with just the tip of
my tongue. Teasing it into a rage. As Janet clutched madly at my hair,
I felt that at any moment she would start pulling hanks of it out of my
head. I finally let her have what she needed and slowly wrapped my lips
around her nipple. I held it there between my teeth and lashed at it
with my tongue. With each stroke, I could feel Janet's body quiver
in ecstasy in my arms.
Emily, who was still recovering from her orgasm, had rolled onto her
side, making room for Janet and I. Stopping my attention on Janet's
breasts, I gently laid her back on the bed along side of Emily. I
lowered myself over her with my face now below her heaving breasts,
and continued to place soft kisses all over her ribcage. Emily joined
in by fondling her sisters throbbing nipples, providing them with
much needed attention. As I moved downward, Janet placed her hand on
my head and pushed insistently toward her sopping wet crotch,
"Lick my pussy Dan! Make me cum! Ohh God, I need to cum now!"
Her sweet cries were compelling, but I wanted to make her suffer a little
while longer. Without removing her panties, I kissed my way down over
her hip and down into her crotch. As my lips caressed her hot wet mound,
her hips trembled spastically. She spread her legs wide to allow me to
move my face closer to her aching pussy. I alternately licked and kissed
her inner thighs, being careful not to touch her pussy at all. Janet's
anguished cries were music to my ears as she grasped the bedspread with
her hands and dug her heels into the mattress. I knew just what she was
feeling as I ignored her twitching throbbing muff and continued to torture
her soft sensitive inner thighs with my wildly lashing tongue.
The entire universe, it seemed, had almost imperseptibly faded into the
background as we lay on Emily's bed. It was like what I've read about Zen
philosophy; there was only 'now', no past to nag at me, no future to worry
me. Only the feel of the cool bedspread on my legs, the scent, texture,
and taste of Janet's gorgeous body. Her fevered moans filled my ears as I
continued to work my way up toward the crotch of her panties with my
tongue.
I pulled her panties to one side, being careful not to disturb her too
much. I let my breath flow through her lovely red pubes which caused a
violent reaction in her. She shuttered, but only at the hips, and tried
desperately to push her hot aching muff into my face. Her sincerity and
urgency was overwhelming as she groaned,
"Hoohh! Jesus, Dan! Make me cum before I loose my MIND!!"
This plea REALLY got to me, and I dipped my tongue into her,
"UUUUHYESSS!!", she cried.
I withdrew, and ran the tip along her pussy lips, then buried it tenderly
under the hood covering her clit. Janet threw her head from side to side
as I continued to make love to her swollen clitoris. The heat and softness
of the skin lining the walls of her pussy was unimaginably inviting. I
licked her clit in short quick strokes, like a kitten drinking milk. This
drove her wild, and she began immediately to buck and shiver under my
face.
She pulled even harder at the bedspread, lifting it up to partially cover
her body on one side, and then her release finally came. Her scream was
blood curdling, but turned quickly into a very high pitched squeal,
"YES! YES! YES! YES!", her words were short and staccato.
I kept working my tongue until her orgasm had subsided, and then layed
my head on the mattress below her to rest my neck. After a few minutes,
Emily spoke up,
"C'mon in the bathroom Dan, and I'll clean you up.", referring to the
KY jelly that covered my cock.
We headed to the bathroom, leaving Janet sprawled on the bed, and Emily
filled the sink with warm water. She reached for a bar of soap, and
started to work up a lather in the sink. As she did this, I reached down
and plucked the bow on her panties, untieing and removing it from her in
one motion. She stood beside me as naked as I was now.
Her hands covered in rich lather, she turned her attention to my erect
lubricated cock. Lovingly, she began to stroke it, cleaning it well.
I thought I might cum again, but she was good at sensing when to pause.
Once again, Emily had that knack of being able to bring me right to the
brink of orgasm and holding me there. GOD, I loved that!
After she was satisfied that my cock was soapy enough, she rinsed it well,
and then dried it with a handy towel. I was now very aroused as she led me
back into her bedroom and sat me down on the bed. Janet slid over to
make room for me, and stroked my back slowly.
As I sat there, Emily knelt before me, and placed a hand on each of my
knees,
"Dan,"
she said, glancing alternately between my eyes and my crotch,
"I know that I've been 'naughty', and I've taken my 'punishment'
like I should,"
her hands slowly sliding up my inner thighs,
"but I just want to make sure that you're satisfied that I've learned
my lesson..."
With that, she took my fully erect penis in her hand, and slowly moved her
face closer to it. I was stunned by the anticipation of what she was about
to do, and I laid back across Janet's legs. I thought I would lose my mind
if I watched her perfect young face lower into my lap. I felt her hot,
full lips contact the head of my penis, as Janet ran her fingers through
the hair on my chest. Emily then backed off and said,
"I can't get over how hot your cock is Dan!"
I looked down at her as she began to rub and cuddle it against her face.
Her eyes closed dreamily as she continued this lovemaking, dragging my
stiff throbbing cock over her cheek, then across her lips and nose to
stroke it on her other cheek. A passionate frown began to form on her
face as she rubbed and stroked more and more wildly.
Now, as she brought the head across her mouth, she darted her tongue
out to drag it across the veiny underside as it passed. Her hot wet
tongue sent ripples of pleasure through me as she continued.
She narrowed her swipes down until she was dragging my cock over her
lips only, and I couldn't keep from moaning repeatedly as I neared
my climax. Suddenly, she slid her pouty lips over me and engulfed me
completely. I watched as my stiff cock disappeared down into her
throat and reappeared as she bobbed back up. Then back down in, all
the way. As I felt myself starting to cum, I let out a long groan,
and Emily took this signal to pull off of me completely. She rubbed
it on her sweet face and lips again as she said,
"Cum on my face Danny! Cum allll ooover my face!"
My entire body stiffened at these words, and I shot load after load
of cum over her cheek and across the bridge of her nose up onto her
forehead as her tongue darted in and out to lick me. Before I had
stopped cumming, she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and
sucked on it just like a lolly pop, swallowing my last shot.
It took me quite a while to calm down from my orgasm, and I lay there,
unable to move, aside from the spasmodic twitches that shot through my
body like the tail end of an electrical storm.
Finally Janet spoke up,
"Emily 'says' that she's learned her lesson, Dan," as the beginnings
of a grin caused her lips to twitch slightly, "but I wouldn't be a bit
surprised if she forgets everything she's learned today, and then
we'll just have to start allll over again!"
Exhausted, I could only chuckle slightly, almost in disbelief at the
thought. Janet then turned to her little sister,
"Now Emily, you'd better go get cleaned up. Mom and Dad will be comming
home soon."
I took this as my queue to get dressed and going myself. Making my way
downstairs and into the kitchen, I heard a car door shut at the front of
the house. I was safely across the back yard even before her parents
made it to their front door.