This is Part 3 of Story # 41 (Sibling Rivalry) of my series about my post-marital sexual journey.
If you want any background on me and how I got here, you can read the very first story I published (Babysitter Lauren) or my author's profile. You may also see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own.
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Rose 3 - November 2018
Rose left home for medical school in August, a few hours away near D.C., a few months after I first bumped into her in the park behind my house, and we started an off-and-on summer booty-call affair, getting together maybe six or seven times over that summer, our connection growing with each evening spent fucking each other's brains out.
She had become more and more addicted to fucking me, and by the end of the summer she was putty in my hands, at my beck and call whenever I summoned her, and vice versa.
But when she left, she told me that she had to move on with her life, and we promised that there would be no booty call trips to D.C., no matter how horny either one of us became.
A little back story for those that might not have read my previous "College Grad" series, I knew Rose and her family because her father is a very good friend of mine, and I've known his daughters since they were very little. His oldest daughter, Ally, I had fucked regularly one summer a couple years prior. She had come to me for help with sex, and I spent the summer "training" her.
His youngest daughter, Penny, is friends with my oldest daughter. My daughter and Penny, both now in college at this time, frequently borrowed each other's clothes and jewelry, and it turns out that my daughter had borrowed something from Penny that Penny wanted to have back for the coming Thanksgiving break. I offered to run it over, maybe stop and have a drink with Kurt. This was on the Saturday evening before Thanksgiving.
So, I stopped by unannounced. I parked out front and walked around the back, but did not find Kurt on his patio. Movement from the large window caught my eye; it was Rose in the kitchen. I tapped on the window, startling her for a moment, and then she smiled brightly when she saw that it was me.
She waved me in, so I stepped into the kitchen from the patio door. Rose came over and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey you!" she said.
"Hey yourself," I replied. "I wasn't expecting you. Your dad didn't mention you were coming home."
"He probably didn't know. I only decided this morning to come home early for the Thanksgiving break. I've only been home a couple hours."
Rose looked great -- barefoot, wearing a tank top and a pair of short shorts that were too small for that big, amazing ass. Her hair was slightly wet, evidence of a recent shower. No makeup, just a natural beauty.
It looked like she had been making herself something to eat.
"Makin' dinner for the family?" I asked.
"No, just dinner for one. Mom and dad went to pick up Penny from school in Florida, so I'm on my own until tomorrow night," she answered as she resumed her place by the counter, cutting vegetables.
"You hungry?" she asked.
"Yes and no," I answered, my eyes looking up and down her body as I realized that we were alone.
Rose caught my eyes.
"We can't," she said. "I've started seeing someone."
Her actions belied her words though, as she ever so subtly squirmed her hips a little. She was such a horny bitch and so addicted to my cock, I knew she would cave within minutes.
I moved around behind the counter and stood behind her. My hands held her hips, and I moved her reddish blond ponytail to the side and kissed the side of her neck. Rose moved her ass in small circles, feeling my hardening dick in the crack of her ass.
"How far have you gone with him?" I asked.
"Not far at all, we've only kissed."
"So, your lips don't belong to me anymore, is that what you're saying? Have you sucked his cock yet?"
"No, yours is the last dick that's been in my mouth."
"Good," I answered. "So that slutty, cock sucking mouth and throat still belong to me, don't they?"
"Yesssss," she groaned.
Working my hands up into the front of her tank top to cup her braless tits, I whispered, "so he hasn't felt these hot tits? He hasn't sucked or bitten these amazing nipples?"
"Oh God," she whispered. "No."
"Well then, they still belong to me then, don't they?"
"Mmmm, yessss," she breathed heavily as I massaged her and pinched her nipples.
Next, I slid my hand down the front of her loose-fitting shorts. I felt her light landing strip, then cupped her whole pussy with my hand as she grinded it against me. I gripped her hair by the roots with my free hand and forcefully turned her head to face me.
"Has he fingered your pussy yet?" I asked, of course knowing the answer but enjoying this game we were playing.
"No," she answered, her breathing getting heavier as I pushed my index finger into her wet cunt.
"Has he fucked you yet?" I asked.
"No, I told you, I'm not a slut. I'll make him wait a few months."
"Well then," I said as I added a second finger, "I guess your pussy still belongs to me too."
I then moved both hands down to her ass. Rose stuck it out, allowing me access between her big, beautiful ass-cheeks. With my pinky, I was able to lightly touch her asshole.
"What about your ass," I asked. "Has he spread your ass cheeks and tongued your asshole, or stuck his cock deep into your ass, while he pulled your hair and called you a cunt whore?"
Rose finally caved.
"Oh God, no, please fuck me. It's been forever." she whispered in a throaty voice.
I ripped her shorts off, and Rose thrust her hips back even more, encouraging me to have my way with her.
I placed a finger between her legs and felt her wetness, plunging first one, then two fingers into her wet cunt. I whipped her into a frenzy quickly, two fingers jammed way up inside of her and wiggling around. In about two minutes she clenched her cheeks and announced an orgasm.
"Oh, fuck I'm coming. Yes, fuck me, please."
I took my shorts off in a flash, my cock rock hard and my balls fully loaded from about a week's worth of no action. Rose leaned forward onto the counter, her weight on her forearms, knees slightly bent to allow my easy entry.
With a violent thrust, I forced myself into her wet pussy, which swallowed me easily as Rose grunted with approval.
"Oh God, that cock, it's so good. Fuck me good."
I wanted to have some fun, so I grabbed Rose by the roots of her hair again and yanked her head back.
"Fucking liar." I taunted her. "You ARE a slut. I guess you weren't gonna call me when you were home huh? You knew you'd have my cock in you in five minutes if you did, right?"
"Oh, fuck yes, I'm a slut. There's no doubt I'd have called you, I love having your dick in me. Keep fucking me."
I slapped her ass a few times, then grabbed her hips and really pounded her. She lurched forward onto the counter top with each powerful thrust.
As I felt myself approaching my own orgasm, I reached into Rose's hair again and forced her to look back at me.
"I'm gonna come down your throat, you little slut. Get on your knees and swallow my cock."
Rose quickly spun around and dropped to the floor, immediately engulfing my entire length down into her throat. As she looked up at me, I grabbed her head and forced myself impossibly deeper, then let loose with a groan. My cum rocketed into her throat, and she gulped it all down with joy.
I pulled my cock back out of her throat as I was finishing my orgasm, allowing Rose to get a small amount of my cum in her mouth. Rose stood up, and leaned into me, planning to kiss me and snowball the remnants of my load.
I pulled my head back.
"No kissing. Your lips don't belong to me, remember?"
Rose groaned in frustration as she swallowed the last of my cum, her wet mouth and tongue desperate for a kiss.