Sunday morning, and I rolled over to cuddle my gorgeous stepdaughter who crept into my bed at some point during the night. We both didn't have any place to be early, so I started rubbing her cute little ass and feeling her perky tits until she woke up. We both had a turn in the bathroom, then came right back to bed for some fun. I made her cum with my mouth and tongue, and she did the same to me. Then we just lay there cuddling under the ceiling fan while we cooled off.
"When are you gonna show me what you bought at the adult store?" I asked.
"When the time is right." she giggled.
"Oh, come on!" I whined. "You know I can't stand not knowing!"
"Don't you worry about it." She kissed me sweet and light. "I'll make sure it's worth the wait."
I huffed and made a pouty face. "Well... you better! That's all I got to say."
"Don't worry. You're gonna love it!"
We had a nice leisurely morning, did some house cleaning, made a grocery list, all the usual Sunday routine until it was time for my date with Nick. As soon as I mentioned it to Sunny, my belly tickled with butterflies. "Two dates." I gulped. "Not only two dates, but back to back!"
"Two?" Sunny grinned like she'd won the lottery. "Who with?"
"Nick for tennis, then he said we'd do something after. And Tarek tonight for dinner and... and... should I bring him home again?"
She pounced on me and straddled me on the couch. "You really like him, don't you?" she asked.
I nodded. "A whole lot."
She lifted a brow at me. "And you're okay with him and me..."
I kissed the words out of her mouth. "I love it when we have sex together. Tarek, Bobby. Anyone."
She dove at me for another kiss, and it went on for a while. I think we both just love how sexy it is that we're sort of related. So naughty and wrong, and that makes it so hot. She hugged me, and I squeezed her closer.
"So... that's a yes?"
She laughed. "Yes! I can't wait!"
I giggled. "Good."
I got into my skimpy little tennis outfit, packed myself a change of clothes for after, my racket, and drove off to the school. Nick was waiting in the parking lot just listening to some music in his car. I parked next to him, and we greeted each other with a very hot bit of kissing.
"Come on, before someone takes the last court." he said.
"Not yet." I giggled and took his hand. "Come with me."
I jogged toward the rear of the school where the lockers were. They were at the basement level, so you had to go down some stairs to get to them. The boys locker was on one side, and the girls locker on the other.
"Go see if it's empty." I said, and pointed him toward the boys locker room.
"What? Now?" he grinned.
"Hurry! We don't want to lose our court."
He just looked at me like I was nuts, but hurried inside. A minute later, he poked his head out, gave me a nod, and I skipped down the stairs and inside.
This was the first time I'd ever been inside a boys locker room. It was pretty much what I expected. Lockers, a big shower area, benches, urinals and stalls. What I didn't expect was the smell. Some of it was awful, especially by the urinals. But there was also the overpowering scent of male sweat, shampoo, and musk. It made me freeze in mid step... and it made my senses light up like a bonfire. It was so masculine, my pussy started to get wet just smelling it.
I jumped at Nick, and we started touching and kissing and he got hard in seconds. For a moment there, I considered just dropping to my knees, getting his cock out and sucking him off right there in front of the lockers. But, a little bit of my brain was still thinking, and I dragged him towards the stalls. They was all the same except for the one on the end that was bigger, so I picked that one, dragged Nick with me inside, and he locked us in.
He started touching me all over again while I started helping him with his belt and shorts. I didn't like the look of that floor, so I just crouched down and got his cock in my mouth, sucking him like he was the most delicious thing I ever tasted. For his part, about all he could do was groan and run his fingers through my hair. I felt so naughty and dirty... I loved it!
I guess he was pretty turned on too because he didn't last long. After just a few minutes his breathing got faster and shorter, then he grabbed my hair in his fists, and forced himself in as deep as I could take him without gagging. A huge load of cum filled my mouth, and I moaned at the taste! Good Lord! I liked it! Salty, thick, a little slimy, and I sucked him for every drop I could get.
When I couldn't get any more, I slowly let him slip out of my lips, lifted up my smile at him, and made a show of gulping him down, then licked my lips for whatever got away.
"God damn, woman!" he panted. "That's just the sexiest..."
I gulped him in again and started licking and sucking his cock clean of every trace, which shut him up again. I swallowed all that too, then stood up and sighed. "Thanks for the snack."
He spun me around, shoved me forward so I had to catch myself against the stall with my hands, and got both hands up my skirt and practically ripped my little thong panties off. Then he crouched down, and jammed his face against my butt, his tongue going to work on my pussy! Holy shit on a biscuit! I never did that before! It was so intense. I just stood there, bending over so he could get at me easier, and spread my legs for him. Every lick was like a jolt of electricity, and I was making a racket! It felt so amazing!
When I did cum, my knees started to wobble and I screamed a bit. If not for that face wedged up my rear, I'd have probably collapsed. Nick held my hips and lapped up every drop of my sex juices making me moan over and over.
He finally let me go, and I fell back against the stall, probably looking like I'd been through a war. "Holy shit!" I giggled. "That didn't go according to plan."
"You had a plan?" Nick grinned up at me.
I nodded. "I was trying to get you worn out before our match. Give me a fighting chance." I giggled. "But you wore me out instead."
We both had a little laugh, and he helped me get my panties back on without getting them dirty on my tennis shoes. Then we stepped out, and I froze. "Oh crap..."
There were these two boys, probably about Bobby's age, sitting on a bench just outside the stall grinning like a couple lunatics. One was broad in the shoulders, had strong looking legs and arms, and wore an old football jersey. The other was shorter, not quite so stocky, but had a face like a dream. Big green eyes, square jaw, and just cute as anything. They were listening, and I had no idea how long.
"Oh crap..." I said again.
They didn't say anything and Nick marched me out of there as quick as could be. I was probably fifty shades of pink from embarrassment.
"That was awesome!" Nick snickered when we were outside again.
"Awesome?" I gasped at him. "They must have heard us!"
He nodded. "I know! Pretty hot, right?"
Hot? He liked it? I felt like crawling under a rock. Two cute guys were sitting out there listening to me cum in a men's bathroom stall! Hell, they might even have heard me sucking off Nick too! And the way they looked at me! Oh, good lord. "M-m-maybe we should just go."
Nick frowned. "Evie, come on!" he scoffed. "It's no big deal. You don't even know those boys. What's it matter?"
"I know, but..."
"Come on. Don't be like that." he got his arm around me and we started for the tennis courts. "We got an open court. It was a great surprise, and I think we both had some fun. Let's not spoil it."
I huffed, but nodded. "Well... okay." I let him walk with me, arm in arm like boyfriend and girlfriend. I don't know why, but being with Nick just felt so natural. He was a fine looking fella, and so yummy. I still couldn't believe I ate his cum without so much as a wrinkle in my nose. I liked it! Kind of a lot, actually.
We played our match, taking our time and pausing for a break after each set. Neither of us had anything else to do all afternoon, so we didn't hurry. It was a hot day though, and we both broke a sweat. So, when we finished and he soundly crushed me on the court, we packed our stuff up, put them in our cars, then he took me by the hand.
"Come on." he said.
"Where we going?" I asked.
"To take a shower."
"Oh, okay. One sec." I got my bag from the trunk with my change of clothes and a shower bag with shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and the essentials for my makeup. He took me back to the rear of the school, and started walking us toward the boys locker again.
"Hold on!" I giggled. "I'm not going in there."
"Sure you are." he grinned, and pulled me along.
"No, Nick!" I dragged my feet. "We'll get caught again."
He shrugged. "Maybe." he said. "But I'm gonna fuck you before I let you go on your date with Tarek."
"Nick!" I gasped at his crude words, but it turned me on something awful! I kept dragging my feet, but he didn't let up, and pulled me along into the boys lockers again.
Thank goodness it was empty. Nick led me right to the big shower area. No stalls, just a bunch of showerheads spaced out along two walls. He stopped us at the last bench, and started taking off his clothes. I just stood there, feeling trapped, and scared we would get caught again... and sort of hoping we would.
"Come on." he said, nodding at my tennis outfit. "Get that stuff off."
"You're crazy." I grumbled back, but started removing my clothes. Nick was already in the showers, turning on the water and adjusting the temperature. I piled my clothes up neatly, got my little shower bag, and went in.
