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Then Shucks Buster, today's your lucky day!
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I had always heard the phrase "quivering in anticipation" but I'd always thought it was just a figure of speech. Yet here I was, barely able to climb out my own window because my whole body was trembling. It wasn't because I was cold, even the nights were pretty warm this time of year, and it wasn't because I was I was afraid, Mom was at work and Dad wouldn't wake up till morning if a tornado tore the roof off and dropped a Mariachi band in full swing on his bed. I honestly didn't know why I was trembling, and the only possible reason I could think was because I was nervous about going to Gail's house.
It was strange, I'd just had sex, no scratch that, I'd just buttfucked my sister. I hadn't trembled at all any of the other times we'd messed around, but here I was, reaching one foot down, trying to avoid the Chrysanthemums my mom had just planted last weekend, and shivering like a dog shitting peach pits. I couldn't figure out why, but I guess it was because I hadn't really anticipated any of the things my sister and I had done, they'd just happened. Going to Gail's was different since I knew I could screw this up.
I wondered why she'd called me over. I knew her family was pretty religious, and she'd always seemed like one of the good kids, always going to Bible study, never getting in trouble at school, always dressing modestly. I'd always thought she was cute despite her normally minimal makeup, but whenever I'd gone over to her house to study, it always had been just... studying. We hadn't even held hands. Then all the sudden she tells me to come over out of the blue? When her parents aren't around? I could tell she thought she was being really bad. I wondered how she'd react if I told her I'd sucked my sister's dick?
On second thought that probably wouldn't be a very good conversation opener. My trembling seemed to have calmed down once I was walking. She only lived a couple blocks away which made this whole thing possible since neither of us could drive yet. A couple cars passed me on the way, but other than that I was completely alone. I had thought it might be a little creepy but instead I found it peaceful and soothing.
When I spotted her house I started trembling a little again, but I managed to get it back under control by the time I had turned onto the walkway to her door. I knocked and it wasn't ten seconds before Gail was standing at the door, wearing jeans, a tee shirt and a slightly sheepish expression. Even as she stood there I couldn't help but make a quick comparison between her and my sister. Gail had a lean boyish figure and a delicate face whereas Cassie had the more stereotypical curves... and a penis. I didn't know for sure that Gail didn't have a penis, but I'd be willing to wager some serious cash that she was dickless. Of course it wasn't exactly fair to compare Gail to my OLDER sister, but somehow I couldn't see her getting C cups and a big bubble butt in the next two years. Still, despite their differences, they were both really pretty each in their own way. It takes all kinds I suppose.
We stood there in the doorway for a few seconds until Gail awkwardly invited me in. It seemed clear to me that she hadn't really planned this out and I had no fucking clue what I should do, but I figured I needed to say something to break the silence before too long. My face was starting to get a little hot and if she turned any redder I was worried I'd witness the first case of spontaneous cranial explosion.
"Thanks for inviting me over." God that was lame.
"Y.. you're welcome." She seemed to relax despite her initial stutter and a bit of the tension left her shoulders. "I was thinking we'd watch a movie?" I think she'd started that as a statement, but it had ended up as a question.
"Yeah that'd be great. What are the options?" And from here the initial tension seemed to slip away. We went in the kitchen, got some popcorn and sodas, and sat down on the couch watching Alien. One of the things I liked about Gail was that she was an absolute film nut. She would sometimes rent a movie, watch it once through normally, then watch it again with the Director's commentary and all the extras, then watch it again watching for all the little things the Director had pointed out, all in one or two nights. The whole reason we'd started talking in the first place was because she'd whispered a movie quote in the middle of class that had made me laugh out loud. Gail might be shy, but she had a hilariously sarcastic sense of humor.
Ridley Scott was one of her all time favorites, and all through the movie she was pointing out little factoids and easter eggs I'd have never known to look for like the one about how Ridley hadn't warned the cast that the Alien was going to burst out of the guy's stomach, so he could get a more natural reaction. The thing was, she had seen this movie so many times she could probably have quoted it to me line for line, and yet she still got scared and jumped every time the Alien got somebody. I'd wondered about the cliché of taking a girl to a scary movie to get her to hang on to you, but damnit if it wasn't working like a champ tonight. Gail ended up practically glued to my side, but I made sure to keep my cool. I was hard as a rock, but Cassie had warned me not too get too grabby, and just to let it progress naturally. I wanted nothing more than to just pull Gail right into my lap, but I settled for just leaning my head a little closer every time she jumped.
That turned out to be a bad idea, because one time she jumped and the top of her skull nailed me right in the cheekbone, hard.
"OH GOSH, I'm so sorry!"
"Oh... god... the pain... I... can't feel... my legs!" I said in my best William Shatner impersonation. She smacked me with a throw pillow. "Hey I'm injured here!"
"Don't blaspheme!" She said, but she was smiling. I grabbed the pillow from her and threw it at her face, but she batted it away. "How dare you, you'd hit a woman?"
"You betcha." I said, and I whipped the other pillow at her unprotected stomach. She screamed and tried to return fire, but I'd already jumped up and ducked behind the loveseat. She started to chase me, but she was only wearing socks and she slipped on the wood floor, breaking her fall with her hands. I hesitated for the tiniest fraction of a second, but then I decided to go for it. I jumped on her, turning her on her back and tickling her. I made sure to give the "danger zones" a wide berth, but it was still pretty exciting and I was already semi hard from having her cling on me half the movie. She tried to tickle me back, but I'd gotten to her too early and she could only offer light resistance.
"Stop!"
"No." I said, grinning evilly.
"Please stop!" she said laughing so hard she could barely get the words out.
"Why would I want to do that?" I asked. I realized after I'd said it that I'd put just a hint of a suggestion on the end of that. I realized it even more after I realized her lips were touching mine. It was a chaste kiss, but my hands automatically went from tickling to holding her slender ribs. We stayed there, neither moving, our lips still touching, but nothing else really happening. I was too worried about freaking her out to move, and I had absolutely no clue what she was thinking. Finally she leaned back and there was a wicked little grin on her face. I hadn't known she had a wicked little grin in her repertoire, but it was a good one, and it turned me on even more.
"Well that sure worked." she said with a little laugh, then she squirmed out from under me and hopped back on the couch. I hesitated for a second, but she patted the cushion beside her impatiently saying "comon goof, the movie's not over yet."
I sat back down, uncertain what to do. I kept myself turned slightly toward her, but Gail seemed once again totally engrossed by the movie. She still jumped at the scary parts, but she didn't cling to me like before. When the credits were rolling she got up and stretched saying, "Thanks for coming, that was a lot of fun."
Damn, I thought. Out loud I said "Yeah, good movie."
"Oh definitely, the Scott brothers are two of the greatest directors in Hollywood now. They always pay attention to the tiniest details.
"Yeah." I said non-commitally, I didn't really know or care too much about the Scotts, and in fact I was rather inclined to think they'd done a poor job with this movie since he hadn't managed to scare Gail over to me a second time, but I didn't want to mess up whatever had happened there. Still, I was looking to see if there was an opening for me to stay longer and maybe pick up where we'd left off with the tickling.
I looked up to see her yawning. Double damn. "Oh man," she said, still yawning a little "that caffeine did absolutely nothing for me. I'm about to fall asleep standing up." I looked at the clock and it was barely midnight. I was just waking up, but I didn't see a way to stay longer without seeming rude and pushy.
Still, I was hard as a rock, and it didn't even go away when she said a sleepy "Good night." and I stepped out into the night. Damn and blast your eyes Gail!
It took nearly a block and a half before Pvt. Bucky finally came to the "At Ease" position, but then I remembered how Gail's lips had felt on mine and he immediately snapped back to attention. Damn my vivid memory. Damn Gail for messing with me like that. Damn me for being a freakin idiot. Damn damn damn damn damn!
I climbed back into my room, but my shoe caught on the sill and I tumbled in a heap on my floor, face first. Damn. As if that wasn't enough I heard laughter coming from somewhere in the dark room. I couldn't see in, but my antics in the backlit window had been perfectly visible. Goddamn.
"So what did she do? Slip you a roofie and take advantage of you?"
"Shut up."
"Ohh, went that well did it? Poor bee bee." I couldn't see her yet, but I could almost picture the shit-eating grin on her face as she'd said that last line.
"What are you doing in here anyway?"
"I was just curious to see how you did. My little bruduh id gwowing up so fast." I sighed and resigned myself. She'd come knowing I would fail spectacularly and now she got to gloat.
"Go away."
"Not a chance, I want the juicy little details and I'm not leaving till you spill 'em." I resigned myself, and obligingly spilled them. I thought about playing the kiss up a bit, but I decided just to stick with the facts. She laughed telling me she could just picture my face, but she didn't laugh too hard or too long. I'd been prepared for worse.
"Ahh well," she said at length after I'd finished, "you actually didn't do that bad little bro. You knew she was a bible thumper, and it takes time and effort to get into their pants, but I think it's safe to say she wants your Willie. Now you just have to not fuck up."
"You think so? I'm honestly not sure, I was pretty inviting the rest of the night, but Gail shut me down pretty emphatically."
"Bah, it's a first date, and she's a good girl. Still, it's a good sign that she asked you over when her parents were out of town, it shows she's got a little naughty streak. If you play it right you could have a little freak on your hands."
I actually laughed at that, "Freakier than us?"
I was a little worried when I said it, but Cassie just laughed too, "Well... no probably not, but freaky by regular standards is still good." My eyes were adjusting to the light and I saw her swing her legs over the side of my bed, putting them on the floor and leaning out a bit. "And besides, at least you got laid tonight, which reminds me, I still owe you a beating."
"Oh god..." I started, but Cassie had already launched herself out at me. I tried to dodge, but she caught me with her arm and tackled me. I tried to fight back, but she was only wearing a thin tank top and boxers so immediately half my blood went straight to my dick sapping the majority of my strength. She flipped me on my stomach and sat on my back tickling me without mercy. She knew all my weaknesses and soon it was too much for me to take. "Please... stop... please..." was all I could manage between laughing like an idiot and gasping for breath.
"No, I don't think I will. This was one of your better ideas little bro, and I'm kinda partial to it." It was getting to the point where I couldn't even say anything anymore, I was laughing so hard I simply couldn't breath in, and I was starting to see bright spots dancing through my field of vision. "Soooo..." she said lazily, not relenting one bit despite my obviously failing attempts to breath. "What will you do if I stop?" She let up juuuust enough to give me one breath, but it was still nearly impossible to talk."
"You win... please."
"I know I win, but what will you do for me?" There was a tone of excitement in her voice, the same as when I'd heard her say 'Suck it' the first time. Despite the fact that I couldn't even breathe, I was really fucking turned on, and at the same time, terrified of what she wanted as vengeance. What if she wanted "an eye for an eye" so to speak?
"Well?" she said and reintensified her assault. It was too much to bear.
"Anything." I managed to croak.
"Are you sure? You won't puss out on me now?" She sounded strange, unlike I'd ever heard her before. I could feel her excitement throbbing as it ground into the small of my back, but I was desperate for air.
"I promise." The words were an agony, trying to find enough air to force them out was excruciating and in the end they barely even qualified as a whisper, but it seemed to be enough. She relented, and I lay on the ground gasping for breath. Cassie stood up, letting me breathe. Suddenly I heard her sob.
"I can't do it, God what was I thinking?" She said and started to run for the door. I snapped my hand out and just barely managed to grab her ankle, tripping her up. I crawled after her, wrestling her down and pinning her with my body.
"It's ok." I said, "I'm not upset, I'm not mad." She stopped struggling and I rose up, straddling her with my arms and legs. She turned over toward me and I could see that she was still tearing up.
"I wanted to... to..."
"It's ok." I said, trying to make it easier on her. I had known what she was planning from the tone of her voice.
"It's not ok, I was going to force you into it. I was going to keep going till you passed out. I've never known that I could do something like that. I never thought I would be doing any of this. It's so fucked up you know?"
I didn't know what to say, so I kissed her. She tried to force me away, to say something for a moment, but soon she was kissing me right back. Her arms locked around me, crushing me into her breasts. This time it was my tongue that pressed against her lips seeking admittance. She opened up immediately, hungrily, and for a while I was lost in the sheer incredible feeling of it.
She flipped on top of me and pressed her whole body down on mine, never breaking the kiss. Her dick kept sliding over mine from one side to the other as we both writhed. Sometimes one of us would thrust toward the other, pressing into each other's hips and pelvis, just short of full blown dry humping eachother. Every part of her was soft, yet not unpleasantly so. She had curves but no flab. Her skin was firm and smooth as I ran my hands up under her shirt, and she groaned as my hands brushed the sides of her breasts. She kept sliding those back and forth across my chest as well, but she rose up when I caught the hem of her shirt allowing me to pull the fabric over her head. She took off my shirt, and then reached down to unzip my pants. She reached inside, wrapping her hand around me and pulling up, sliding her hand lightly across my skin before reaching down to wrap around me again. I'd been so horny all night that I almost came from just that, but I pulled away just before I got to the brink. I sat for a moment, willing myself not to come, focused on controlling the growing urge to just release, but in the end I managed to stop it, felt the need drain away.
Cassie giggled, and I had an idea. "How about we made it so that the first person to come is the other person's slave, and they have to do whatever the other person asks?" Cassie froze a little.
"Are you sure you want to do that bro?" That strange note was back in her voice, the slight strain, as if she were trying to hold back a cough.
I knew what she wanted, and to be perfectly honest, no I wasn't sure, but I was feeling reckless and it seemed like a pretty good idea. Besides, even if I lost, it wasn't like I really had anything to lose. I'd already sucked her off, twice. If the simple fact that someone has a penis could make you gay, then I was already fucked, and a tiny part of me was actually curious.
"Yeah, of course I'm sure." I said with a confidence I almost felt, and before she could object, I'd stood up, sliding my pants and boxers too the ground and ripping off my shirt. Cassie didn't argue further as I slid her boxers, freeing her girly little cock (never you mind that it was bigger than mine), and I couldn't help myself. I wanted it, I honest to god wanted it. I leaned down and without preamble slurped her inside.
"Oh God! Cheater!" She said, and pulled me around till we were each hip to mouth and took me balls deep into her mouth, her unbelievably hot and wet mouth. Holy hell! Having a not quite fully developed dick does have some advantages!
I tried to focus on doing my job and ignore the growing urgency in my lower half. I decided the best current plan of action would be to go all out. While she played with mine, licking at the head, sucking me slowly, and sometimes pulling me all the way inside, I went absofuckinglutely nuts on her, bobbing my head as fast as I could, pulling her in each time till her head was hitting the back of my throat. What I lacked in grace I was attempting to make up for in enthusiasm. Still, she almost got me when she moaned. The vibrations sent a tingle up my spine that almost made me blow, but I also gave an involuntary moan of my own at almost the same time, and apparently it had the same affect on her. She thrust her hips up, driving into my throat hard enough to make me gag, but I managed not to let go, still keeping my lips around her head as she fired shot after shot into me. I swallowed and slid back down her shaft, milking her with my tongue and the roof of my mouth while still keeping my teeth sheathed with my lips. The first swallow was the hardest, the salty jizz was just so slimy it almost made me want to gag anew, but I had gotten it down, and after that there were no problems.
Her cries as she climaxed did finally send me over that edge and she didn't gag, keeping me inside the entire time. Even when I grew so sensitive that I actually wanted to pull out and started to pull away, she followed me, keeping me inside. It was almost painful, but it soon felt almost more amazing than the actual orgasm itself as her warm tongue and throat massaged me.
When we were both spent, and she'd grown limp, I let her fall out of my mouth, and I turned back with a smile. "I win. Get the vaseline."
"Fuck"
"You're damned right."
She was back in a second, and lay on my back, making her drape her hanging tits over my flacid cock, rubbing me lightly with the nipples and the soft skin. It felt great and it looked hot as hell with her on all fours, her ass raised slightly, her muscles working under the surface of her skin as she moved slowly back and forth. Soon I was hard, and slightly sore from having come twice already, but only slightly.
I made her lean forward with her knees almost touching her elbows and the soft curves of her cheeks beautifully presented. I lubed us both up, but I was almost desperate by now. I pressed into her, feeling the same resistance. As I pressed in Cassie cried out softly and it felt like she was trying to give me a second circumcision, but I was too far gone to care. When the head slipped in I shoved forward, slamming balls deep into her once more.
"Ow, asshole."
"Yes, exactly, very good Cassie." I managed to say.
"Twice in one day, you know you're going to get it don't you?"
"Yep, but right now I can't bring myself to care." And I couldn't, because I'd just drawn back again and now I slammed into her once more... and again... and again... faster and faster. She was so hot and she squeezed me so tight I couldn't care about anything else. I grabbed for a handhold. I'd meant to grab her shoulder, but I ended up getting her head. My fingers wound in the hair, and before I could really think about whether this was a good idea or not, I'd grabbed and pulled, yanking her head back as I slammed into her over and over. She cried out so loud I was worried she might wake even dad up, but I couldn't care, I just felt too good. I fucked her so hard I could hear her breasts slapping against her chest as they bounced back and forth. Finally she squeezed me again and I let go, my muscles squeezing over and over as I shot my load deep in her bowels. When I was done, I collapsed on top of her and she fell over. We lay for a while on the carpet, with me still inside her, just spooning as I massaged her warm soft breasts over and over.
After a long silence, Cassie finally spoke up saying, "You're gonna need some stain remover for the carpet."