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Out and About - 7
By gcabbett@g-mail.com
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The continued sexual adventures of a horny kid. (mfteens, mast,
oral)
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PART 7
The trip north to the Denver area was for the most part dull and
almost uneventful. Sis and I were literally stuffed in the
business coupe’s cramped back seat. The bright spot was sis and I
managed to masturbate one another without being discovered by mom
and our step dad in the front seat.
We had a blanket available for whatever and we did the whatever. I
get horny when I get bored so I had unzipped my jeans after I had
covered up with the blanket. Her hand found my penis out of my
unzipped jeans and shorts standing rigid at attention with my fist
slowly massaging it, when she reached over to take hold.
She first rubbed the swollen head to get some ready lubrication. I
grinned as her hand slid down my shaft. I slid my eager hand
between her spread warm legs towards her inviting bare, smooth
pussy. She had quietly removed her panties off one leg. I slowly
massaged her hot silky slit, my fingers found her open wet flower.
She reacted with a tighter grip on my erect tool. She had her eyes
closed as if she was napping. She was breathing through her
slightly open mouth as I slid my middle finger into where I knew
her magic spot to be.
I felt her body shudder as I ran finger over the area. My palm
rubbed her aroused love button as I slowly finger fucked her. She
again ran her hand over the wet head of my prick. I shuddered as
she now stroked more aggressively. I sensed she was getting close
to her climax. I knew I was. My prick throbbed with each of her
strokes, straining to grow another five inches.
She had scooted down in the seat allowing me better access to her
flower. I rocked my hand sliding my active finger in and out, my
palm continued to massage her erect clit. Her vaginal muscles
clamped on my finger. She kinda bounced her butt as she reached
her peak. She was biting hard on a wadded portion of the blanket.
There was no sound. She had quit stroking me when she started to
climax. She shuddered as she came.
My free left hand took over my stiff prick to finish the task at
hand. I managed to shove my erupting tool and hand into my under-
shorts just before I released. In the dim light of the waning day,
she watched my scrunched facial reaction as I climaxed, a knowing
smile on her face. She slowed as she climaxed. Her muscles relaxed
on my invasive finger as she began to slowly fuck my embedded
finger.
My hot spunk covered my lower belly and hand and saturated my
shorts. I had to fight hard not to flex forward, show much of my
usual screwed up funny looking face or sing out with the intense
pleasure of release. I bit the blanket also as I squirted, the
intense sensations rolled over my body.
As I recovered from my petit mal, I realized she was working on my
finger with more eagerness. Her rigid clitoris was stroking my
palm as her vaginal muscles became more demanding. As I have said
before sexual arousal and stimulation is contagious, I was hard
again. My left hand automatically began slowing massaging my stiff
very slick tool. I had no thought of climaxing again, just the
pleasure of fucking my hot wet hand.
Sis’s hand was now on top of my right hand working hard to
intensify her pleasure of my finger movement. I could feel her ass
moving in a grinding motion with a push of her mons against my
hand. She was extremely wet. Her movements were becoming more
pronounced as she approached her peak as my busy finger massaged
her magic spot. She started to buck, quickly shoving the wad of
blanket in her mouth as she violently climaxed. In the now subdued
approaching darkness in the car, she looked sedated, eyes closed
still breathing heavy into the blanket as if she had run the
quarter mile. She shuddered as I extracted my finger from her hot,
wet hole, but did not move otherwise. I knew from past play times,
she was okay.
In the darkened back seat I suddenly felt the need to taste her
pussy, experience her sexual essence. I managed to get on my knees
on the floor in front of her open legs. The blanket covering me
entirely as I moved my flushed face to her open slit. The odor was
fantastic as it encompassed my sense of smell. I dipped my tongue
into her flower. She twitched. I then ran my tongue up to her now
hidden button, sucked it. She moved her pussy to my face. I licked
and nibbled as my hand fisted my erect sensitive prick.
The contagion had prevailed. The sensations of taste, smell, and
hand movement were working. I stroked slow and easy. My efforts
were bringing on my orgasmic explosion. My balls were suddenly
hard. The signals were now tantalizing my lower stomach as I
approached the big bang. I had become more aggressive in my pussy
eating. Sis was starting to respond. She grabbed the back of my
head, pulling me in tight to her now active humping of my face My
tongue was buried in her hot hole, my nose rubbing her erect
clitoris. I climaxed in my wet shorts. Surprisingly she did too.
I damned near smothered as she held my face to her pulsating
pussy. I felt her moisture inundate my tongue and mouth. I finally
managed to move so I could breathe. My face was inches from her
exuding essence as my juice slowly ran down my belly into the
crotch of my shorts. My boredom had passed.
To be continued...