by youbadboy 07/27/08
David is about to graduate from high school and almost 19. Sara is in college living at home and is almost 21. This is the second part of the story and I would advise reading the first - In Sara's Pants - to get your hand in so to speak.
"What CAN we do?"
Sara sat fidgeting with her robe, lifting the hem from her knees and letting it drop.
"We shouldn't be doing anything."
"I know that. But, I think, we are way past ..."
She closed her eyes, "Obviously, touching."
We were back in negotiations. A new bout of guilt and concern and fear, and an attempt at sanity was flooding Sara right now. I was wanting more, and my pressure was causing problems. She didn't 'Trust' me, as she put it. For my part, I was aware why.
"Just about anywhere." She closed her eyes.
"Anywhere," she conceded.
I added, "and we can see each other naked?"
"Considering I let you touch me anywhere, yeah."
We were talking quietly and kept looking out the door of the kitchen not wanting anyone to overhear. She came up with the idea of us needing some 'ground rules' because while she wanted to actually put a stop everything, she did not trust herself or me to be able to. She wanted us to at least try, and to somehow contain it if we couldn't.
I continued, "We can kiss?"
"Uh, how about like blow jobs?"
"If you need release." She was twisting her hair.
I paused a moment, looking at her. Drinking her in. How did this happen? She had become so desirable to me, her almond eyes cast down, the deep V of her robe between her breasts, soft hair falling around her shoulders. I ached for her. I could literally feel her soft skin on my own, the glow of her cheeks made me crazy. What was this? It was devolving into a compulsion, which we were now trying to contain by rules. Could this be something we wanted and enjoy rather than something we can't stop? But we shouldn't want this. It WAS crazy. I paused, trying to catch her eye, but she wouldn't look at me.
I asked, "what do you WANT?"
She didn't look up, tugging her robe tight. She had nothing on underneath. I knew that. I had already groped her at the sink, and felt her melt as I kissed down the back of her neck as my hands wandered inside the front of her robe.
She let out a long breath, "I guess I just want to know what the lines are, to feel some limits right now. Ok? Something to hang on to when we 'need' it, if I have to have it. And when it does happen to keep inside some routine."
"Routine! Is that what this is?"
"I don't mean it in a bad way. I want to KNOW, yes."
"What we have is, I think it's incredible. Amazing."
She met my eyes as I said that. A glimmer. I had said something she wanted to hear.
"Yes, but I want it all the time. And I shouldn't. So, what is that but - Crazy, that's what it is. Everything I want I shouldn't."
She stood up, and paced away from the table letting her robe fall back from her shoulders and slide to the floor, standing in the middle of the kitchen naked, without pretense before padding over to the coffee.
"What are you doing?"
"Being crazy." She looked over at the door, "I feel like being naked, and with you I can. Our RULES are that you can see me naked. Right?"
"Mom took Billy to a morning game. We got all morning."
She had been getting more reckless lately, as if she wanted to get caught. But I loved how natural she looked just then.
"Mom could come home early."
Sara shrugged, "Maybe we should get our own apartment David, live together," leaning herself away from me and spreading her legs wide apart giving me a perfect view of her cunt. "You know. Like brother and sister," wagging her ass back and forth.
I hit her ass with my open hand.
She jumped, "Ow. I'm serious," turning to me and giving a perfect view of her little bush. She began tickling her fingers through the hairs of her puss cooing, "If you did, I'd let you fuck me."
Her nakedness and her indiscreet offer made me instantly hard.
"And that is off the table right now?"
"Fucking?" She took a bite of bread, letting her free hand slide across her breasts and down her tummy not answering my question. "Don't you want a little of this?" plunging her fingers through her bush again.
"Isn't that what this is all about?"
I watched as she touched herself. "You think I'm beautiful?"
"More than you know."
"You like my little kitty? Mmmm," she began fingering herself, "does my kitty like David?" She was rubbing two fingers between her legs. "I'm wet."
I was reaching out to her, "Come here!" I couldn't stand it anymore.
She turned her back to me, "You Love me?"
I paused a beat, and she glanced back, an unmistakable flair of anger.
"It's hard. Complicated."
"Bet it is. See, so we have a rou-tine, and NO fucking."
She sat down in the chair next to me, defeated, "Not with you."
"With what then?"
"Gee, I don't know. How about, I wasn't expecting to have to move back home and have my little brothers hands all in my pants. Or my own raging hormones." She turned her chair to me and began tugging my cock out of my boxers, "making me crazy. Or how every time I get a little horny, or hungry, or want a little," she began fondling me. "This little one eyed monster." She was waving her finger "Bad!" at my cock, before covering it again with my boxers and sidling right onto my lap still completely naked, wrapping her legs wide around my thighs and pressing her breasts to my bare chest while holding her arms around my neck. "You have no idea what you've done, do you? I'll be wondering the rest of my life, no matter who I am with or where I am, what will happen when YOU show up." And with each word she bumped her puss against my hard cock, "What ...will ... happen ... then? Can you tell me ... Huh?"
It made me so crazy to feel her sliding against me like that. I pulled her to me as I said, "So stop."
"That's the problem. It takes both of us. And you don't want me to. Do you?"
As we talked, I was matching her movement on me as I said, "Fuck me then, right now. Give it to me. I want to feel you, not have to take it, sneak it out of you." Our sexes steadily sliding together, her head bobbing up and down as I slid her against me.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, "I won't be made to feel like I've done something wrong." She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You want it right now, don't do?" as she so deliciously ground her bare pussy down on my cock,
"Sara!" I moaned, "Oh, God." I could feel my cock digging into her slit, sliding along, could feel the head of my cock catch right at her vagina as she sat on me. As she pressed down I breathed, "Fuck me!"
"Because I can't have you. So, you can't HAVE me, and what we been talking about? David, we really need to stop."
"I can't stand this." She kept this perfect rhythm on my cock. "You're on the pill."
"You can't get pregnant."
"It's not about that."
"Sara, let me INSIDE you. I want to cum in you, be inside you, feel you. Be naked with you. Fuck me. Fuck me, let me inside."
She closed her eyes and sat silent rocking herself on me.
I was running my hands all over her body, and as my hands reached down her hips she lifted herself lightly letting my fingers press in between her legs, find the slit of her puss and finger fuck her. She began lifting herself up and down on my hand, her mouth rubbing on my shoulder kissing me there. I pushed her back from me and took her nipple in my mouth. Sara let her head fall back as I sucked on her, sucking as she rode my fingers pressed up inside her. She was moaning against me. We began to kiss, falling together, her hair covering my face as we kissed with open mouths, touching our tongues, her body rocking up and down as we kissed.
"Feels good doesn't it?"
"Lets go to your room."
"If, I let you, I would want to be with you, forever David. And I can't. We never can."
She was leaning herself to me, pressing her mouth to mine as she spoke, and then kissing me so desperately it surprised me. I pulled her down hard and began dry humping her bare puss through my boxers digging my cock head into her through the fabric. "David, if we Do It, I'll fall in love with you, really, I will, I already am. This might be a game for you, it's not for me. We have to stop."
"It's not a game."
She was riding me hard.
"You're little fuck toy. Oh, god," she jumped as the tip of my cock slipped from the opening in my boxers so that the head of my bare cock slid along her slit. Skin to skin. The feeling electric, immediate.
Jesus god, it felt so good.
Her breath was catching in her throat, she could feel me. "That what I am? What happens if we 'break up' if you can call it that." I felt my bare cock slide back between her legs, her whole body responding, "Oh, god." Her whole body melting. "Jesus. You'd still be here all the time. How do I ever get away from you?"
"Sara," I held her to me. I was trying to pull her down, slide her forward, dig my cock into her. I could feel the head of my cock press to her opening, the pressure of her vagina opening around the head of my cock. But each time I pushed she would slide her body back away as I strained to be inside, to feel her close around me. I so wanted to feel her, to be inside.
She kept riding me, "What's happening? I have never felt so attracted. How can I be so attracted?" She was panting, speaking between breaths, holding her mouth open. "To want it all the time."
She let the head of my cock pop into her vagina, I could feel the pressure of her hole squeezing around my cock. This unbelievable feeling of her opening around me, it's pressure. Exquisite. I wanted to thrust inside, press her down hard, I could feel myself sliding inside. Deeper. I wanted to feel her, all the way in, pump into her. I wanted to fill her with my cum, feel my cock in her belly. Feel her juices on me. I was inside. We were fucking again.
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