It would be wise to read the prequel, 'My Dirty Summer' before you proceed. As always, allow your mature-self remember that typos aren't a measure of intelligence, especially when the author uses one hand to type ;) Yes, i love masturbating while I write. These are MY fantasies after all! Also, I look forward to your feedback.
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The weekend took forever to come as I waited for Ryan's Friday evening visit. Most of the days since that evening had passed uneventfully. As eager as I was, I was also nervous about finally going through with it. At 18, I was ready to shed my 'virgin' tag, freeing myself from the guilt of having to lie to my friends. Even more important was the fact that I wouldn't have to keep holding Ryan back, or worrying if he was getting it from elsewhere.
Friday had finally come and I was up at 7 thanks to all the anticipation. Stifling a yawn, Cathy, my elder sister walked in, looking bewildered to see me up so early.
'What's up with you today? You'd give mom a heart attack if she was to ever see in the kitchen at this time.
'Well, I wasn't getting much sleep anyways' I replied without taking my eyes off the coffee pot.
'Ooooh wait!' It had finally dawned on her. 'Lover boy's coming over tonight, isn't he?' she teased.
'Shut up!' I blushed, wishing I didn't tell her. She was flying out later that morning on a business trip and wouldn't be back until Tuesday morning.
'Listen, I don't mean to sound like our mother, but...'
'Be safe, use protection! Yes, I know' I interrupted.
'And if you guys need condoms, feel free to ask Kevin' she joked, looking at him as he came out, sleepy-eyed and hair dishevelled.
We locked eyes immediately, Cathy's giggling barely audible as we shared an awkwardness only we were aware of. It had been nearly 4 days and things were still weird between us, more so than they were before that evening.
Around 10, I decided to sunbathe in the backyard. Wearing my white bikini below the robe, I slid open the door before walking into the crisp June sun. Laying there looking at my legs stretched out, I remembered that I'd need to wax that afternoon. I wanted everything to be just perfect. With a mild stubble around my mound, I figured I'd be able to do it myself. Just then my mind wandered to that evening in his study and I started to drift off to sleep.
I awoke to the sound of exaggerated moaning and I immediately knew where it could be coming from. I looked around before quietly getting up and tiptoeing towards Kevin's study window. And just as expected, there he was, naked in his chair as he jacked his cock off to the onscreen entertainment. Judging from the pace of his strokes, I guessed we were getting towards the end of the show and my mischievous side was suddenly awoken.
I carefully slid open the glass door, barely enough for me to squeeze through and stood in front of his door for a few seconds to compose myself before knocking. The moans suddenly paused. I knocked again and this time I could hear some shuffling. It was the third knock that got him to finally talk.
'Um...just a second.' He shouted out, the shuffling still continuing.
When he opened the door, he was a little taken aback to see me standing barely a foot away from him, looking up at him with those innocent eyes.
'I umm...was wondering if you could help me out with something.' I said, blinking a couple of times as I looked up towards him.
'Uh...yeah sure...what do you need help with?' He asked, almost rhetorically as he backed away from the door to let me in.
With his tee shirt on, I was sure he'd tucked his hard cock into the waist band of the boxers. Walking in behind him, I closed the door behind me, turning around to see him standing expectantly next to the chair.
'Ryan's coming over tonight and...I was wondering if you could help me out again.'
'Yeah, sure!' he replied, almost sounding too enthusiastic. 'Let me get the stuff from the bathroom' he said before disappearing into the attached bathroom.
Coming back, he paused for a second as he saw me sitting in his chair, my feet hanging off the armrest, spreading my legs wide, wantonly displaying my exposed pussy. He licked his lips instinctively before coming forward, never taking his eyes off my crotch. After laying the cream and razor on the desk, he knelt down between my legs, his face a few feet away from my crotch.
'So, you guys finally doing it tonight?' He asked, gently rubbing the damp corner of the towel over my mound.
'Mmmhmmm' I moaned, relishing the sensation of the mildly rough towel moving between my legs.
'I know you've probably heard this a thousand time, but...'
'Use protection!' I sighed as I cut him off. Although it clearly wasn't necessary, I still enjoyed the sensation of my lips being spread open as he made downward strokes with the towel. With all the anticipation, and now Kevin's attention, I could feel my pussy begin to cream.
It was over surprisingly fast. Finishing up, he wiped my snatch clean, leaning back to admire his work. Then, almost instinctively, he slipped a finger into my well-lubricated hole, wriggling it around as he dove deeper.
'Um, maybe we shouldn't' I said almost apologetically, my hand holding onto his.
'Oh, I'm so sorry! I thought...' he paused, reluctantly pulling his finger out. Both of us looked at it glistening in my juiced before I got up.
'Listen, thanks a lot!' I said as pulled my bikini bottoms up my legs. 'By the way, Ryan should be here by 8-ish. I hope that's fine.' I continued before spotting his pink tip peeking out from the front of his boxer shorts.
"Oh ya! Not a problem. I'll stay out of your way, but let me know if you guys need anything.' He said, sounding very sincere.
'Oh, I will' I replied, giving him a naughty wink as I reached out and gave the sticky head a little tickle before walking out the door, my plump ass swaying. Poor guy!
Ryan was only an hour late, visibly excited at the prospect of finally getting into my pants. We fixed our drinks in the kitchen before heading to my room. I checked to make sure Kevin was in his study before returning to my room and closing the door. As soon as I turned around, I saw Ryan standing on the other side of his bed wearing nothing but his briefs, the tiny garment concealing his hard on. I looked at it, realising how tiny it seemed in relation to Kevin's.
'Someone's in a hurry!' I said, sounding a little irritated. He'd barely bothered to take a sip of his drink.
'Babe, I've been waiting for this like forever.'