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The Wild Days #3
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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Chapter Three
I sulked around the house all morning waiting for the phone to
ring, but it remained obstinately silent. Instead the doorbell rang at
noon and I opened the door for Susan. To my delight she had on a thin
summer dress cut low enough to reveal her cleavage and lack of bra.
The points of her nipples made nice impressions in the fabric and her
hem was suggestively high on her legs. I wondered if she wore panties.
"Hi," she chirped and entered the house. She swayed to the sofa
and sat down.
"Hello," I replied as I took a seat on the couch facing her. She
was showing more thigh than was polite, yet not enough for me to see
anything. She was a good tease.
"Did you look under her bed?"
"Yes." I blushed as I remembered how I had sucked on the dildo. I
made a mental note to never do it again.
"What did you find?" She asked wickedly.
"Two magazines, a Penthouse that I think she stole from me and
another that was full of stories about incest. I also found the
dildo."
"Did it turn you on?" Susan winked.
"Yes." I stared into her eyes. "I jerked-off and came in a pair of
her panties."
"Leave them under the pillow for her." Susan laughed and opened
her knees a few inches. "I know she'll love to find them."
"How long has she been using a dildo?" I had to look down because
she was indeed without panties and her bush stared out from between
her thighs. I licked my lips and wanted to see more.
"Does it surprise you to know she uses a dildo?"
"Yes." I reached for my cock to adjusted it. "She's only fifteen."
"I'm fifteen too!" Susan let her knees inch apart a slight bit
more. "Do you think I use a dildo?"
"I don't know. Do you?" I stared at her pussy. Her bush was thick
but still thin enough to reveal the fat lips nestled underneath. The
crack of her pussy was swollen with maturity, but it's crevasse was
clamped shut with youthful tightness.
"Yes." Susan shrugged. "The dildo belongs to me and I let her
borrow it. What do you think now?"
"I think I'm bigger and better," I said and reached for my zipper.
It rasped open down and then I reached in to pull out my straining
erection. It was wild, stroking myself in front of her while she
watched as though it was the normal thing to do.
"That looks like an offer." Susan blushed. "Would you make the
same offer to Mary?"
"She's not sitting in front of me with her pussy staring out from
between her legs. But if she were, and knowing what I know now? Yes,
I'd probably make the same offer." My heart raced at the confession.
"I'm not the only one showing off." Susan pointed at my crotch.
"Would you like me to put it away?"
"No." Susan looked into my eyes. "I dreamed about you last night.
Did you dream about me or Mary?"
"That's a loaded question."
"It's okay." Susan giggled. "I can imagine what was in your mind
last night, but I hope you thought about me just a little bit."
"I thought about you a lot." One of my hands went to my swollen
balls and fondled them while I gripped my shaft more tightly. She must
have enjoyed watching because her nipples got hard under her dress.
Her pussy lips became puffy and flowered open to reveal the juicy pink
inside. I saw that her clit was as hard as her nipples.
"Take off your dress."
Susan rose to her feet. She reached for the hem and pulled her
dress up and off over her head in one quick motion. The garment
trailed from her hand for a moment before fluttering to the floor. She
stood naked before me for an eternity, then lifted her hands. She
cupped the mounds of her breasts and held them up, offering their pink
nipples to my stare.
"They're beautiful!" I licked my lips and stroked my cock faster
as I imagined what it would be like to kiss and suck her huge nipples.
"Turn around and show me your ass."
"You're a real pervert!" Susan teased as she turned her back to me
and bent forward slightly while her hands slowly slid down her sides
until they were on her round ass. She fondled her cheeks like sexual
organs for a few long moments, then spread them playfully open. I
whistled appreciation of her tight puckered anus and she reciprocated
by bending over double to reveal the wet rear entry of her youthful
pussy. She searched my wild lusty eyes from between her legs while her
hands moved up the back of her thighs. She smiled and winked when her
fingers grazed her vulnerable pussy lips, then she straightened up and
spun around to face me.
"You have a nice ass, too!" I was breathless. She obviously knew
the mind of a sixteen year old boy.
"And you have a nice erection." Her eyes stared at it.
"How many have you seen?" I was curious.
"Four." She smiled.
"One belonged to the guy who took my virginity. That was almost a
year ago. I let him take it two dozen times over a two week period
just to make sure the job was done properly. It was fun.
"One belonged to a jerk who thought he was going to get some but
he never got more than a look.
"One belongs to you, and the other is my brother's."
"Paul?" I stammered. "You've seen him hard?"
"Yeah, he spies on me all the time and I've spied on him a couple
times. He'd probably flip if he knew I watched him jerk-off." She had
a mischievous look in her eyes.
"You watched him jerk-off?" I asked incredulous.
"Has he seen you do... I mean... has he seen you with that dildo?"
"Hell no!" She laughed. "I'd fuck him before I tortured him like
that, and I have no intentions of fucking him because he doesn't turn
me on."
"Good." I relaxed. "But why do you spy on him?"
"You're worse than your sister!" Susan sat down on the sofa and
spread her legs wide. "I do it because it's naughty and I love to do
naughty things."
My eyes widened at the sight of her pussy revealing it's secrets.
Her clit jutted stiffly from the top of her pink slit and her flowered
inner-lips dripped from the excitement coming from within.
"Why am I worse than my sister?"
"Both of you are jealous." Susan moved a hand down to her pussy.
One finger dipped briefly at the bottom before running up the crease
and pausing at her clit. "If Mary knew what we were doing right now, I
don't know who she'd be the most jealous of??me or you."
"If she's jealous of you, then I'd be glad to please her just as
I'd be glad to please you." I laughed and licked my lips at the sight
of the finger cycling the length of her slit. Her teasing was taking
it's toll and my hips began thrusting my cock into my hand. "But if
she's jealous of me, then you have a problem."
"What makes you think that would be a problem?" Susan's face
blushed and she rammed a finger deep into her pussy.
"Jesus!" My eyes bulged and I held my breath. This kind of visual
stimulation was new to me and I couldn't take my eyes off her, nor
could I think about the implication of what she had said.
Susan's feet came up onto the sofa and she planted them on either
side of her ass. When her thighs opened again she was spread complete-
ly open. She used one hand to rub her clit while she worked two
fingers up her tight, cream clogged hole. She removed them and the
aroma of her sex permeated the air as she brought the glistening
digits to her lips and licked them with the seduction of a pro. Her
eyes rolled as she tasted herself and then she looked wildly at me
eyes as the fingers returned to her waiting pussy and plunged in to
the hilt. She gasped and began furiously to finger-fuck herself.
Perhaps it was the look in her eyes, but I knew something had
snapped??this was no longer simply a nasty game for her. Her desperate
masturbation was truly amazing. I dropped to the carpet and knelt with
my face less than a foot from her gyrating. She moaned and fingered
herself ever harder while I had a bird's-eye view. Her tight pussy
yielded at each thrust and her knuckles smacked the tender labia with
such a force that I wondered if she was consciously adding pain to her
pleasure. Lubricant poured forth in such an abundance that it matted
her hair and began to run down onto the sofa.
Finally she rammed her fingers home and rolled her knuckles
against her engorged pussy while the other hand furiously rubbed her
clit. She moaned loudly as her ass rose from the sofa and then her
thigh muscles began to ripple. Her fingers stopped moving and squeezed
her clit roughly, as though trying to pull from her pelvis while her
body thrashed in orgasm. Despite the fact that her hole was plugged
with two fingers, I saw it pulsate around them and gush an abundance
of cream. It was too much for any man to bare.
My face rose up and I arched my back while my hand moved on my
orgasmic erection with blinding speed and I moaned loudly as a warning
as I began to come. My eyes were closed but I knew my sperm was
landing on her body. That thought extended my orgasm for what seemed
forever. The intensity faded at last and I opened my eyes to see her
smearing come onto her breasts and stomach like a precious lotion.
I tensed and began to come again. This time it landed on her
pussy. Susan stretched to hold her pussy open and give me a better
target. I moaned and leaned forward as I came all over her most
intimate spot.
Susan's eyes glazed as my cock drew closer. I knew she wanted me,
but the intensity of a double orgasm had been too much. My cock was
already too soft to do anything when I nestled it against her slippery
slit. Her hands came up and she tried to pull me in, but it was no
use.
I looked into her eyes like a boy who had lost Christmas. She
began to laugh and I had to laugh too. It wasn't really funny, because
I wanted to fuck her more than I wanted my next breath. She must have
sensed my embarrassment because she moved her lips to mine and kissed
me. Her tongue darted into my mouth and we tongue-fucked for several
minutes.
Susan rolled out from under me and rose to her feet. She reached
for her dress and I silently watched her put it on. It looked so
innocent and sweet on her and it turned me on to know she was naked
and smeared with my come underneath.
"Please don't go." I suddenly wanted her to stay.
"I have too." She looked at me a sparkle in her eyes.
"Why?" I was puzzled.
She winked. "I have to go to the clinic."
"The clinic?"
"Yeah," she laughed. "Where else do you think a fifteen-year-old
can get the pill?"
"Are you serious?" I brightened.
"Does this look serious?" She lifted her dress and held her pussy
lips open to show the white, frothy come in her cunt.
"Yeah." I stared in wonder. "You have a nasty way of making your
point."
"The nastier the better." She gathered our juices on curved
fingers and lifted them to her lips. Her tongue darted out and she
tasted the sticky substance, then smiled lewdly.
"Jesus..." I felt my cock throb. "You better get to that clinic
before it's too late. I might be forced into holding you hostage if I
get hard again."
"Okay." She turned and walked to the door. She was about to step
outside when she looked back over her shoulder. "Should I get enough
pills for two girls?"
"Damnit..." My cock sprang up and I went after her. "...I warned
you."
Susan ran down the porch and into the yard. I followed to the
bottom of the steps before I realized that I was still naked. I
stopped and covered myself with both hands. Susan laughed and taunted
me, lifting the front of her dress. If not for the children playing in
the neighbor's yard I'd have tackled her, right then and right there.
Instead I ran back into the house. She must have known I'd be watching
out the window because she stopped and blew me a kiss just before she
turned the corner and disappeared.
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