("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2013. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Summer Sisters - 6 by Drewski (drewski008@gmail.com) *** After all the teasing and torment, the waiting could finally be over. Karen and I have Eileen's house to ourselves and promises might be kept. (mf-teens, 1st) *** PART 6 I watched from my kitchen window as Eileen and Debbie made their way to the bus stop, but waited until 7:30, as Karen had asked. The movie started at 7:15, but she figured by 7:30 we would be safe. We would have a couple of hours alone. I strolled across the alley to Eileen's as casually as I could, trying not to break into a sprint. Karen met me at the back door with a kiss. The passion rose quickly but Karen pulled away. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing's wrong," she answered, "We just need to be cool." "I'm cool." "You sure?" she said, walking away. "Yeah," I said, "It's just that we ain't got all night." "Settle down mister," she told me, "I'm gonna get ready for bed." "I'm ready!" "You're always ready," she chuckled. "Fuckin'- A. Born ready! Let's go. "Just give me five minutes." "Need some help?" "Five minutes!" She disappeared and grabbed a coke from the fridge. I fidgeted and wandered around for as long as I could. After three or four minutes I had to knock on the bedroom door. "Just a minute," came the voice through the door. "Okay," I sighed. Karen made me wait the full five minutes before she slowly opened the door and stood behind it. Stepping inside was like stepping into another world. The shades were drawn, the room was lit by candles and scented with incense. It wasn't the cheap incense I used to cover up my pot smoke, it was an aroma I had never encountered – delicate and feminine – some exotic flower My eyes adjusted to the dim light I saw her still behind the door. "What are you doing back there?" I asked. "I dunno," she answered sheepishly. "Then get on out here." She stepped from behind the door and looked down at her feet. She was wearing a bathrobe that looked a little big and a whole lot frumpy. "Is that your grandma's robe?" I asked her. "No," she shot back, looking up without lifting her head. "Is that supposed to look sexy and romantic?" I asked, trying to be funny. "Shut up!" she said. I knew I'd hurt her feelings. "Wanna see sexy?" "Yeah." She let the robe slip off one shoulder to reveal a bare shoulder. I drew a deep breath and held it. She was still hanging her head, but when I looked at her face she was looking up at me through the hair that hung down, hiding her face. When I moved toward her she withdrew and pulled her robe back up, clutching her arms across her breast. "Now you show me something." I pulled my shirt off and threw it aside. She smiled and said, "Nice chest, muscle man." "You making fun of me?" "No! I mean it. You have a nice chest," she said sweetly. I was lean in those days but strong. I swam a lot and had fairly well defined muscles, but wished I was bigger. "So do you," I said, trying to return the compliment but sounding stupid. She laughed and I felt like an idiot. "Show me," I said, reaching for her. She pulled away again. She turned her back to me, bared both shoulders and looked at me over one naked shoulder. I trembled with excitement. When I stepped toward her she said, "Settle down. Let's take this slow." "I can't settle down," I said, "I've been waiting..." I paused, thinking I'd say I'd been waiting since she got back, but said, "I've waiting all my life for this." "Aw, Drew," she said and bit her lower lip. She let the robe slide down her arms and fall to the floor at her feet. She stood there, with her back to me, wearing a simple, white, satin slip. I could tell she was trembling. "Turn around and let me see you," I said, and she did. She turned slowly, covering herself as best she could with her arms. I was convinced that she was truly the most beautiful girl in the world and the sexiest sight I had ever beheld. "Damn!" I muttered, under my breath. I stepped toward her and she stepped back. I took another step forward and she took another step back. She had an expression on her pretty face that I couldn't quite define. It was excitement and fear, but mostly lust and desire. Still she was so reserved that I wondered if she'd ever let me touch her. With my next step forward I'd backed her against a closet door. I leaned forward and placed both hands on the door, one on either side of her shoulders. I gazed deeper into her eyes than I ever had, pressed my lips to hers, but she turned her head. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing's wrong," she said, "It's just that..." "It's just that, what?" "You know." "No I don't know," I said, "Look at me!" Karen turned her face to mine but was looking down. Her eyes were moist, welling with tears. "Are you sure you're okay?" I asked. "Uh huh." "Karen?" I pleaded, "Look at me." When she did, a tear rolled down her cheek. I wiped it way with my thumb and said, "Should I just go? If..." Before I had a chance to finish my sentence she threw her arms around my neck and said, "No! Don't go! Hold me Drew! Hold me." I took her in my arms and squeezed her gently. I felt her warm body on mine, the cool satin between my bare chest and her firm, young breasts. I felt her heart beating as fast as mine was. I went to kiss her again and she let me. Before my tongue could touch her lips she broke the kiss, pressed her cheek to mine and whispered, "Oh, Drew. Oh Drew." I waited to hear the rest but she ducked down, slipping from my grasp. She ran to the bed, giggling like the little girl I remembered from years before. She jumped into the bed and pulled the sheet up to her chin. She watched me with a wild, excited, feigned fright in her eyes, much more playful than before. She chewed her lower lip as I stealthily moved toward her, one slow step at a time, as if reading myself to pounce on my prey. She stifled her giggles as I approached. Once I reached her I loomed over her and she cowered under her covers. She looked down at my shorts and the bulge inside them. I undid them and let them fall to the floor. Her eyes grew wide as she gazed at my hardness. "Oooh!" she exclaimed. It wasn't because of the size, I'm sure. It was probably the same sort of awe I felt when she dropped that robe to the floor. I embarrassed before Karen for the first time. I felt myself blush. She pulled at the sheet and let me into her bed. I took her into my arms and we kissed, tenderly and sweetly. She was shivering. "Are you cold?" I asked her. "No. A little scared, I guess." "Scared of me?" "No. Of this whole thing." I kissed her again before she had to think any more. It was like tasting her for the first time. We were in a world of our own. There was nothing beyond that bed, outside that room. She was the only other person that existed. The passion within us, the passion that Karen had struggled to keep smoldering had ignited. It was slow burn but the temperature rose with each passing second. Our tongues danced and dueled with a new found maturity. We seemed to understand each other better than ever before. Even with my eyes closed I could see her in a brand new light. My mind swirled back to the first moment I saw her – that pretty little girl, the first time she smiled at me – my heart skipped a beat that moment , the first time we touch, the first time we kissed – a children's kiss – the first time our naked bodies embraced. At that though, Karen moaned into my mouth. She must have had similar thoughts. All that had led to this. "Oh Drew," she sighed, "I – I..." I wanted her to say the words I longed to say, but couldn't find. "Oh Karen!" was all I could manage. "Yes! Yes!" came her reply and I knew she understood. I knew that I did. I kissed up and down her slender neck, down to those soft shoulders. She effortlessly pulled off her slip to reveal her lovely young breasts. I kissed each one and she moaned.. She tangled her fingers in my hair as my lips found a nipple and latched on. "Oh my god," she whispered. I wanted to devour her. I kissed and licked and sucked her other nipple. Her hands moved down my back. One moved back up to the nape of my neck and the other traveled down to my ass. I kissed down her belly intent on showing her that I could indeed eat pussy. I wanted to show her that I could please her as well as her little sister could. Once I reached her mound and filled my nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her arousal she gripped my held and pulled me away. She didn't have to say it aloud. I knew what she wanted – what she needed. She wanted and needed exactly want I wanted and needed. "Yes, Drew!" she whispered, "Yes!" she seemed to answer me. I knew. She knew. And I rose to meet her needs. She pulled me up between her thighs. She wrapped herself around me – arms, legs, heart, mind and soul. My mind went into the past again – to those younger times when were just naked babies, squirming and wiggling together, making love the only way we knew how. I felt my hard cock on the soft hair of Karen's mound. That mound that had once been so bare and smooth. I moved down and the head of my cock touched the puffy lips of her pussy. She moaned. My cock slid along the dripping slit. I remembered how different it had once been, so very long ago. We were young and excited then, but that couldn't compare to the feelings we were discovering. I loved her as I had loved that little girl, but multiplied by a thousand. She was that little girl and my teenage lover at the same time. We were about to accomplish what we had tried so many times as children. "Uh-huh! Yes!" she muttered, as if in agreement to my memories. I knew then that Karen not only felt the same way, but seemed to think the same thoughts at that moment. "This has to be true love" I thought as I felt the lips part for me. The head was enveloped in wet warmth. "Yes!" she cried out. "Oh! Oh! Oh my god!" I could almost sense her feelings. There was joy and immeasurable pleasure. But there was pain, physical pain. I stopped and held still, poised there on the brink – near the end of virginity. I was full of feelings, physical and emotional that I couldn't quite contain. There was that urgent need, that burning desire, a deeper love than I had ever known, a need to satisfy that same need in Karen – to make her cry out and make the sort of sounds I'd heard her make from outside her window. But I knew she was in pain and I couldn't bring myself to hurt her for the world. "Do it!" she whispered. I pushed into her until she cried out, "Oh!" and I stopped. It was so hard not to thrust with all my might that I was shaking. "Do it!" she whispered once more and I inched into her until she screamed, "Oh god!" She was whimpering and panting and I was shaking and struggling to fight my instincts. Instincts that told me to hump and pump and fuck her hard. "Do it, then dammit! Do it!" She grabbed both cheeks of my ass and pulled me all the way in. She let out a scream that should have startled me, should have had me fearing all her neighbors would hear, but there was no one else on the planet just then, so I didn't care. My only concern might have been that I had hurt my tender young lover. But my instincts had taken over. I did hump and pump and fuck Karen the way I had always wanted to – the way she's always wanted me to. I had longed to get Karen to make the sounds her little sister did. That night she made all those, the sweet, sexy little moans and whimpers. But for me she moaned and groaned, screamed and cried. I knew there was pain as well as pleasure in the sounds she emitted. I knew exactly how she felt at ever second. I was not only in her hot, tight little pussy, but I was in her heart and her head. I knew then and there that no one would ever know her better or love her more. I knew too that she was and always would be mine. "Yes! Yours!" she cried in answer to my thoughts. I loved it that she could read my thoughts. I knew too that this was true love, and was deeper than I could have ever imagined. It was at that moment that I peaked. She pulled me inside her. She pulled with her legs around my waist, with her hands on my ass, with muscles in that unbelievable pussy. She pulled me into her heart, her mind and her soul. I exploded into her with a force I could not have imagined. It seemed to come from the very core of me and into the deepest regions of her womb. We became united at that moment – bound together forever. I spewed my lava-hot cum deep into my little lover with shot after shot after shot. It was more than I had ever cum. It seemed as if it might never stop and I didn't want it to. I knew Karen didn't want it to stop either. She wanted me to fill her to over-flowing. As the last seemed to flow from me I felt I was about to shrivel to nothing. "Don't stop!" she muttered. "You can't stop now." She was right. I couldn't stop. Although I hadn't an ounce of strength left, I kept humping and pumping and fucking that girl. She was still writhing and wiggling and bucking me. I knew what she needed and that was what I was there for. I was going to satisfy that need, not just that night but for the rest of her life. "Yes, baby! Yes!" she cried. "Make me cum!" Every muscle in her body tightened, including the ones in that magnificent pussy. She began to twitch from head to toe, inside and out, convulsing in orgasmic spasms. She clutched me tight. She scratched me, she bit me. She sobbed and moaned. She broke down in tears. I was scared to death. She finally relaxed a bit, she looked at me with teary eyes and sighed, "Drew? Don't ever leave me." "I won't Baby. I want you to marry me." "Of course I'll marry you dumb ass. You gonna give me babies?" "Yeah we'll have babies" "I love you Drew" She whispered. "And I love you Karen," I said. "Don't leave me!" "I won't. I promise." "Not tonight. Not ever." "I won't," I muttered. Exhausted and spent, we drifted off to sleep in warm and sweaty embrace, drained of physical energy, but filled with the exuberance of young love. I'm sure we dreamed the same dreams – ones of life in home together, surrounded by love and laughing children. *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 75