Dust particles float in the sunlight and I hear people talking outside on the street. I stretch my naked body and look over at you, tanned skin, strong body, and a flaccid cock rests against your leg. I smile and reach for it. It’s so soft, so useless, like a little shriveled up sausage. I lift it up using two fingers and drop it again. You are still asleep.

With one finger I caress the shaft trailing my nail along it. A slight moment, and while I watch, it grows thicker. Veins protrude and the head slides out of the protective skin. I take it my hand and slowly stroke it feeling how it grows. No longer useless, now a weapon of pleasure, and I move closer.

The hot glans touches my lips and the smell of man reaches my nose, a lick, a gentle kiss. I suck the head into the warmth of my mouth. A hand on your balls, fingers gently massaging, mouth moving up and down, you move and sigh.

Tongue swirling around the head, hot lips sliding over the wet shaft, more moans, I know you are awake. I roll over your legs and lie between them. Eyes meet; smiles exchange and you close your eyes again. I move faster, greedy, hungry for that cum.

I move up, my boobs brush against your hard tummy; my nipples are erect like little missiles. My sex touched your hard cock I wiggle a little and you slide inside me, filling me up, stretching my lips. You hand moves down my back, down my ass cheek, you wet a finger with my juices and then press it inside my tight anus. I sigh, whimper, and moan as you fill up both my holes. So dirty, so nasty, so wonderfully forbidden is our love making. Secrets whispered over dinner, eyes met; we had escaped to your room when everyone else was watching the game. Too much to drink we fell asleep holding each other. Now we are awake, horny, needing, wanting, craving.

I ride you slowly, taking you all the way inside my young pussy, my first cock, my first blowjob and soon my first time taking cum in my innocent mouth.

It started as a game, flirting, smiling, asking, denying, begging, and then curiosity took over.

You're so much older, so much more experienced, seducing me with your words, your touches, your whispers at the dinner table. A hand on my thigh, fingers that slid down and then up touching the hem of my cotton panties.

Your hands on my shoulders pushing me off your cock, I know what you want, and I can see it in your eyes. Slowly I kiss your chest, your tummy; I can feel your hard cock between my boobs as I slide down. My own juices make my breasts wet and when my mouth slides over your glans and I moan with pleasure.

Your hands on my head, your eyes open staring at my face, my lips drawn tight around your thick shaft. I gag when you push me down harder but I love your soft skin touching the back of my throat, the saliva dripping from my lips as I try to swallow you whole, like a giant sausage.

Balls contract, warning sounds slipping out of your mouth, I ignore them, taking you deeper, faster, and then a gush of hot cum, I swallow, you moan, I suck, you whimper. I let go, you smile, and I smile back.

Your cock is still hard when I wrap my fingers around it. I lick the head and when I squeeze the shaft, a drop of cum runs down it but I catch it with my tongue like a kitten laps at milk. My pink tongue against your cock, I feel you grow harder in my hand. I smile, suggesting more, you nod. I roll over on my back and you penetrate me. Pulling my legs over your shoulders, holding my hips you thrust your cock deep inside me, I gasp and grab the pillow and cover my face with it as I scream out my first orgasm I have ever had. You are not ready to come yet, your keep on fucking me, and a second orgasm rushes through me before you pull out and straddle me.

You cock inches from my face, I smell myself on it, I open my mouth your push it inside, fucking my mouth and for the second time I taste your nectars.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“You are welcome, Bob. I had no idea my step-uncle would be so tasty in the morning.”