Frustrating was not the word, here I had the cock of a woman's dreams, and I didn't know shit to do with it. Oh, I got pussy when I wanted; I could have my sister Callie or mom almost whenever I wanted. Hell, once I came into the house, told mom how horny I was and the next thing she had her slacks at her ankles and was bent over the kitchen tabling taking every inch of my into her.
I wanted more, a lot more; I just didn't know how. Callie had said once word got out the girls would come flocking. Well, it didn't seem like the word was getting out. It had been over a week since my realization not only was I not nerd freak; I bordered on being a fucking stud. OK...ok...so the nerd still is a nerd; what's a guy to do?
Saturday I came home from a game of pick up with the guys, and headed into the kitchen for cold water. I froze just as I reached for the kitchen faucet. Holy SHIT! Laying out on blankets in our back yard was three of the hottest babes I had ever seen. The fact one of them was my sister Callie didn't matter to my hardening dick.
I ground against the kitchen sink as I watched them talking, spreading suntan lotion over their bodies. Their swimsuits left nothing to the imagination, and I mean nothing. I almost drooled as I stared at six protruding nipples, and three tight camel toes in bikinis.
I watched as Callie rose and headed for the back door. I wanted to run to my room and hide my hard cock, but something made me stay this time. When Callie came into the kitchen, seeing me, she smiled.
"Hey Carrot" she said.
I could only stare as her tits swayed while she walked across the kitchen to the fridge. Opening the door, she bent over and retrieved a cold bottle of water. The cloth of her suit bottom stretched over the firm globes of her ass as I watched.
"Oh fuck" I whispered.
Callie rose and turned to face me, a smile on her lips. "You wish little bro" she told me. "Did you score today?"
Thinking she meant the basketball game I had just come from, I snorted.
"Yeah...some." I replied.
A wicked smile came over Callie's mouth as she realized how slow I was today. She stepped closer and reached down, her hand cupping my now half hard cock bulging in my shorts.
"Stick around" she whispered as her hand gently squeezed my thickening shaft. "You might score again."
Holy shit, did my sister just grab my cock right here in the kitchen while her friends were half nude in our back yard. God damn, I thought.
I watched as Callie strode back into the yard and plopped down on the blanket next to a hot blonde. Watching them giggle and talk, my eyes traveled over the blondes trim figure. Slimmer than my sister, her small frame made her tits look enormous on her, as he nipples tried to poke through the top. Her supple thighs glistened with baby oil as she moved on the blanket. I could feel myself quickly rising to full mast as I thought of the hot blonde on all fours taking my cock.
Suddenly, the blondes head jerked up at something Callie said, and then she looked right at me through the kitchen window. Her eyes were huge and she violently shook her head. Callie said something, and I watched as the blonde climbed to her feet and headed for the back door. Oh shit, what to do. While my numbed mind tried to work, the girl came walking through the door.
"Oh hey" the girl said. "You must be Mark, I'm Megan."
"Uh...hi Megan" I mumbled. I kept my body facing the sink, trying to hide my raging hard on. While my eyes fastened to those glorious tits.
"I know; they're pretty big" Megan said. "But they aren't my best feature", she smiled.
I stared as Megan turned just like Callie had done. Opening the refrigerator, she bent and pulled out a bottle of cold water. I gazed at the firmest, sweetest ass I had ever seen. Feeling a rush of blood make my cock filling to full length and begin to throb.
As Megan turned back, she held the bottle of water close to her, lightly rubbing it across one nipple, the cold making the bud harden and protrude even more.
"Oh Jesus" I mumbled.
"So Callie tells me you have a best feature" Megan said in a throaty voice. "Is it true?"
I couldn't speak; it was like my voice was frozen. I did the only thing my hormone over loaded brain could think of. I turned and faced Megan, my thumbs hooking into the sides of my shorts. In one swift motion I jerked them down, releasing eleven inches of hard cock from its tight confinement.
"Holy fuck" Megan whispered in awe, her eyes never leaving my throbbing cock.
"It's not my best talent" I tried not to gloat to Megan.
"What is?" Megan asked, her saucer eyes staring back at my face.
"Why don't you slip that suit bottom off, and hop up on the table and I'll show you" I asked.
I was surprised when Megan set the water bottle on the counter and stepped over to the kitchen table. It was like a wet cream come true as she peeled her suit off, then slid her ass onto the small table. Like I was going to let this opportunity pass by, I had to be fucking dead if I did.
I stepped between her firm thighs, separating them with my hands. As I kneeled between her spread legs, my eyes took in the bald, smooth pussy; her pouty lips beginning to glisten with her juices already.
"You're going to..." Megan started ask in surprise. Then my hot mouth closed over her wet lips and sucked them in, ending any intelligent conversation Megan was capable of.
"Oh shit yessssssssssss" Megan mewled as her head rolled back.
I drove my tongue between her lips, tasting her sweet cream as it coated my tongue. Fuck she tasted good I thought. I opened my mouth wider as sucked her hard clit in deep.
"Oh God...oh fuck..." Megan groaned. Her hands came down and gripped my head, as she ground her pelvis into my face.
"A fucking monster cock" she gasped above me. "And a cunt lapper too, where did I go right." Her hips jerking as my tongue drove in and out.
