Where it happened: My House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I asked her where my wife was. She told me she had gone with Dorothy, that they would likely be away till evening. Abby continued making the bed in our master bedroom, and as I went to leave the room she turned to me again and smiled, a sexy inviting smile that might have suggested she was happy I was home.
Abby was beautiful, a young Fillipino girl who was our housemaid when we were living in Singapore. She had been with us four or five months. We liked her and paid her well. She did the housework, the laundry, and took care of our two kids. She had a room downstairs, a little corner in the large old georgian mansion where we lived.
She asked if I had had a good day? I said I had. I wondered what Dorothy and my wife Joy were out doing, and thought that they were likely shopping in the downtown area and would probably spend the evening having dinner in some fancy restaurant, or go and see a movie before making it home later on that evening.
I had been in Europe for a month, was horny for a good fuck, and maybe just a little pissed at Dorothy for taking her away. I hadn’t been expected home however until tomorrow, but business had been concluded early and I had gotten an earlier flight.
I was sitting on the sofa. She had asked if I would like for her to get a beer for me. It was something that Joy would usually do for me when I got home. I said okay. She brought it to me. I told her how beautiful she looked as she then placed it on the coffee table beside me. She smiled, and said thank you. Her breasts were full, though tiny because of her youth. I asked if she would like a beer as well. She shook her head. I suggested then a lemonade, and after a moment of hesitation she agreed.
I followed her into the kitchen. She was flirting. I could tell by how she looked at me and kind of smiled. She intrigued me. It might have been her youth, I wasn’t sure. She was also very beautiful, with long black hair and a figure that was gorgeous, an ass as cute as I had ever seen.
I touched her hair. I told her she was cute. She didn’t move or try to stop me. Both hands then rubbed her shoulders. She responded, moaning sweetly as she leaned toward me. I could tell she wanted more. I touched inside her blouse, first her breasts; the warmth, the firmness of the tiny breasts within each hand, her nipples firm, as though a mother with a child! I touched her belly, felt her thigh, her cunt, the youthful bulge of flesh inside her panties.
I picked her up, then carried her into the bedroom; the bed now made I pulled the covers down and laid her on it. She watched, the smile on her face intoxicating as I lifted up her legs, my cock extending harder, the pussy hair, the cunt revealed. I watched as she removed her top, the beauty of her youthful breasts. I helped as she unded the skirt, her body naked, waiting, the strength of cock revealed!
She murmured in her native tounge. I stood there, then pulled her legs toward me, my cock within the ball of hair, the wetness of her youthful cunt intrigued! My cock was large. I wondered if if might go in? Her clit was long, extending to without her lips and rubbed upon my shaft. The knob went in! She gasped. The pleasure of her youthful cunt now overwhelmed my shaft. It slipped right in her!
We fucked! We fucked like I had never felt a fuck before! She came, not once, but several times, the pleasure of our fuck intensifying with each thrust! We’d fucked for twenty minutes, maybe more! I squirted seed, her pussy milking it of cum; her orgasm such as I had never felt of a woman cum before!
The deed was done. I took it from her, my cum now oozing from her cunt and on the bed. She wanted more! My cock was soft! She pulled me to her on the bed, then sucked my cock. She swallowed cum. I sucked her nipples, licked her clit; she sucked my cock, we fucked again! The girl was horny, overwhelmed with need. By evening we had fucked four times! She’d fucked before. I envied he who’d fucked her first, the youthful cunt, the piercing shaft; and thought about my own first time, a girl I’d never met before; she’d fucked me at a high school dance, a fuck I’d not forget!
The girl was older than I was, the most beautiful and cutest girl in school with the body of a beauty queen. I knew her name. Everybody did! She was popular. I wasn’t. At the time she was in grade 12 and I was in grade 8, and though we had never really talked before I had noticed that she seemed to like me the way she always smiled whenever we had passed each other in the hallways or out on the grounds. It was as though she was always treating me perhaps like a little brother, a younger kid she liked.
My friend had coaxed me to come to a party with him. My parents would have killed me had they known I had gone there. There were drugs, pot being smoked everywhere, and lots and lots of booze. It was at an old campsite beside the lake. I had sat on a log by myself and had watched the goings on as my friend experimented with pot. I didn’t try it. I didn’t want to. She had noticed me and then come over. She sat beside me. Her boyfriend she was telling me had passed out. I could see him lying on the grass some distance from us. She’d had a little pot and spoke quite freely, her words a little slurred. She said she thought that I was sexy. I had smiled, somewhat embarrassed.
She had asked if I would like to take a walk? I said okay. We walked some distance into the trees, and then finally she found a place where we could sit. She snuggled up to me, and then we kissed. Her hand carressed my thigh, then touched the bulge of cock inside my jeans. Her tongue was in my mouth as we had kissed. She said her jeans were tight. She took them off, her panties too as I took off my jeans. I kissed her as I felt the ball of fur, the flesh, the inner wetness of her cunt. I fingered her and felt the sucking motion of her cunt, the inner realms, the sanctity for which some men have died and lost their lives.
She lay upon her back and spread her thighs. My cock was horny, anxious for the fuck. It slid right in her.
I walked her back to where the party was right after. She told me I should never tell a soul.
Back then my folks had allowed my sister and I to have our phones in our bedrooms so as not to tie up the main phone downstairs. She would phone me after that, and would have me ride my bike across town to where she lived. I would climb inside her bedroom window. We would fuck and I would leave and ride my bike back home. Sometimes I almost went to sleep in class, and though it happened several times I never told and kept the secret as she’d asked.
She and her folks left town right after school was over that year. I had never seen her again. Rumor was that she got pregnant and had the baby out of town. They blamed of course the boyfriend, though I knew of course it well could have been mine!
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