This story is pure fiction. This story Is for adults only. Do not read this story if under eighteen years of age, or live somewhere where adult material is illegal. All Characters are eighteen years of age or older.
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Nina's body continued to tremble post-orgasm. The juice of her sex still dripped, Her cunt still agape.
She had mixed emotions. Nina turned on the water and stepped inside the tub. As she showered off the lustful sweat and the warm creamy "gift" Clark discharged on her abdomen, a small part of her couldn't help but bask in the afterglow.
Nina had given up her pussy again, but this time to the boy she had a crush on for years. And it was the first time that a boy was able to make her cum during sex. At the same time, she was worried that this forbidden interlude would create problems and scandals.
Nina stood under the hot water thinking.
"If only this shower could wash away what happened."
Clark was drenched in sweat By the time he arrived home. He ran from Nina's through the muggy summer air as fast as he could. As if doing so would allow him to outrun the consequences of what had just happened.
Guilt and fear weighed down on him like a ton of bricks. He had just had sex with an untouchable girl. Nina was a friend, more like a family member. If there were a way to turn back the time, he would have resisted his desires and walked past Nina's and went straight home.
Clark could still smell Nina, her perfume, and her womanly juices. Usually, he would enjoy the lingering scent of the girl he had sex with. He would be in good spirits and savors the moment. "Not this time!" he thought. He felt like he committed a major crime and would get the chair for it.
The neighborhood would not approve, and he would take a blow to the little street cred he had. If Johnny and the guys found out, it might end his tenure with the gang.
The hour was late, but he was still too worried to settle down. He took a cold shower, went to bed.
The next day at work, Clark was feeling uneasy in his Lifeguard chair. As he sat Perched high above the concrete deck of the public swimming pool, his mind raced. He felt like everyone was suspicious of his carnal peccadillos. He was going out with Johnny and the guys to a block party that night. The fear of facing his friends intruded on his thoughts all day.
He hoped that Nina would not be in attendance. Clark was not sure he could keep things together.
Johnny could not find out the neighborhood could not find out. At the same time, Clark was fighting off erections. If he got an Erection, it would be all too visible in his florescent orange lifeguard bathing suit.
His mind still remembering the wonderful silky wet feeling inside of Nina, or the soft touch of her smooth skin against his, the aroma of her dripping pussy. All of those things felt so close. Clark's feelings of dread and guilt versus the memories of his hot lusty encounter fought each other constantly.
When his shift ended, he went home and Masturbated. Clark thought that blowing a load would help him blow off some steam, and then maybe he could relax.
As Clark pumped his prick, he thought about how deep he buried his rod in the soft folds of Nina's pussy, and how her hands were softly clutching his hips as he repeatedly drove himself into her.
When he came, he cleaned up and stepped into the shower.
While the water washed over him, he found himself again having a fantasy about Nina. It was not long before he was jacking off in the shower to the thought of using Nina's pussy, mouth, and ass to deposit his sperm was now winning the wrestling match in his brain.
Clark had masturbated for the second time in thirty minutes. That was a lot, even for a kid his age. Clark thought if he dumped all his spoo, it would help him be even more relaxed. Relaxed enough to get through the party without tipping anyone off about his late-night fuck session with his Gang sister.
If Nina was at the block party, he knew he would blow it by following her home. Clark was so in doubt of his will power. So before he dressed, he pleasured himself once again. Clark's mind was stuck in one thing, being naked with Nina on the living room couch, their bodies intertwined in a forbidden act of lust.
Nina called her friend Tara. Tara lived on the other side of the city, far from the neighborhood far from Clark and the gang. She felt like she needed the distance. Tara's folks were barbequing and invited Nina to stay. If Nina's wanted to tell someone about her night visitor and the glorious orgasm he had given her, Tara would be that person. Tara only met the gang once and didn't know anyone from the neighborhood. Yet Nina thought better of it.
"Why chance it?" Nina thought.
Later that night at the block party, Clark, Johnny, Slim, and Harvey hung around on one corner of the block. Clark felt like the guys could see through him. Every so often, he would forget about Nina for a while and have some fun. However, Clark's paranoia would get the best of him. In his paranoid state, Clark was sure the guys somehow knew.
Nina was with her friend Tara. They ventured to Nina's neighborhood. Nina was divided; in some ways didn't want to see Clark, for she was not sure she could keep up the front. At the same time, her body craved more contact with Clark.
She decided to steer herself and Tara away from the block party and toward the park. Tucked away in one corner of the park was a secluded area where everyone would hang out and drink. There was a chance she would see Rick's gang, that didn't bother her as much as the possibility of neighborhood kids mouthing off to her and using her outcast status to embarrass her in front of her friend.
If Johnny and the guys where there, nobody would dare even entertain the thought. Yet she dreaded the gang's presence too. How would she act without tipping others off? Nina made her decision that if she saw Clark, it was meant to be. She would have to be near the group eventually.
The Block party was winding down. It was a city-run event, so the cut off time was eleven p.m. That was much too early for Johnny, Slim, Harvey, and Clark to go home. They decided to go over to the park and see who was around.
The park was full of people, mostly eighteen to twenty-year-old kids from the town. Everyone knew each other it was a mixed group, several sets of friends all hanging together in a common area. Most drank beer or other forms of alcohol, while others smoked marijuana.
As they cut through the eclectic crowd of neighborhood youth, nobody made a derogatory comment towards Nina. That probably meant that Johnny was here; it also meant Clark would be here as well. As she scanned the crowd, she braced herself for her upcoming performance.
While they strolled through and Nina was chatting to Tara about the local swimming pool, and how if Tara "Crashed" at Nina's, they could go there the next day. Then it happened, Nina heard familiar voices over her shoulder.
Shivers went down her spine.
"Pull it together, pull it together." She thought to herself.
"Hey, Kid!" Greeted Johnny as he reached over to give Nina a big friendly hug.
After greeting everyone, Nina reintroduced Tara. (Tara had attended a movie with the gang in the past.) Nina glanced over at Clark, who sheepishly returned her stare. He looked like a deer in headlights. Clark must have been suffering from the same guilt and anxiety that had been plaguing her. She kept her distance from him, for he was visibly uneasy.
It was a beautiful night, and the gathering was bustling with laughter and music. Tara thought it was like being in a night club with a roof deck. Tara also couldn't help but notice how all of Nina's "Brothers" were so handsome. She mouthed the words to Nina while motioning with her head, indicating Johnny.
"He's gorgeous."
Nina smiled back and thought, "everyone loves Johnny." When Nina went to the cooler for a beer, Tara took the opportunity to ask her a question.
"What's with the quiet one? He's adorable too. How do you keep your hands off of them."
Nina, not wanting to speak for fear of slipping up, just said.
