Chapter 8
Although I didn't actually say "Yes" to Bec's request, she assumed I would be there for her and I simply couldn't resist! I was excited and nervous about Bec's decision and what was to come.
We spent the early morning packing and repacking. Dad decided we'd take some old luggage with us and then buy new bags and clothes over there, so he told us to just take the essentials to last a few days till we could go shopping! So, culling what was in our bags was the mission. There would be no need for the bikinis we wore that morning as we set out for the beach to meet Rocky!
As it turned out it was a horrible beach day and after some laughs at the Surf Club with Rocky and his mates, we walked to Rocky's house, just a block back from the beach. I could tell Bec was nervous as she was laughing at everything Rocky or I said! My own butterflies were doing their thing too!
Rocky led us into the kitchen where his beautiful Mum was preparing lunch for us. We found out that her name is Anja and that Rocky's dad is Torben, or in Aussie they are Anna and Tom!
We had a great lunch of cold meats, prawns and salad and a couple of beers to wash it down. Bec didn't eat much and Anja asked if she was OK.
"I'm just a little nervous . . . about our trip to Europe. We leave in a few days and I have some important things to do before we hop on that plane!" said Bec.
I looked at Rocky and saw him roll his eyes and smile at Bec's response to his Mum's concern.
We packed up lunch and Anja asked us what we were going to do for the afternoon as it was now raining. Rocky announced that we were going to watch some movies. Anja soon set off to her job and we had the house to ourselves.
As Anja's car pulled out of the garage, Rocky pounced on Bec and began kissing and tickling her. Bec squirmed to get away from his tormenting and was guided down the hall to Rocky's bedroom. I was like someone invisible. Somehow I just acted like a faint shadow and found myself on the far side of a divan in the bedroom about 2 meters from Rocky's very comfortable Queen Size bed.
"How Come you got a Queen Bed Rock?" asked Bec.
"The oldies got a new bed and I claimed their old one. It's seen some miles but it's super comfy and Mum says it's easier with all the same size sheets and stuff."
Rocky pulled back the doona and said: "Wow, look at that! Mum's has put clean linen on my bed . . . she's very thoughtful!"
Bec bounced on the bed and Rocky flew at her, flattening Bec in a plethora of kisses. There was much hilarity as Rocky had Bec's beach top and bikini off in seconds. Naked, Bec clawed at Rocky's t-shirt and board shorts. It was obvious they both wanted to be naked and there was no hesitation. Neither of them looked at me and I again melted into the gathering gloom as the rain pelted down outside, the corrugated iron roof reverberating with the huge summer raindrops.
Then Rocky noticed Bec's bare pussy. He pushed her back on the bed and gazed at it.
"You like?"
"Bec . . . it's just the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"
"Well, I'm pleased! Because it hurt like hell and I had to put lots of moisturiser on it!"
"I'll bet you did you little sex addict! Show me where you put the moisturiser . . ."
Bec's hands went to her pussy and she said in a little girl voice: "I had to put it here, and here, and here and I even had to put some inside here just to be sure I got all the sore bits."
"And it looks like some of that moisturiser is still there and needs to be re-applied!" said Rocky as he ran his fingers up and down Bec's puffy pussy lips.
"No, that's me silly . . . something happens when you do that Rocky . . . can you see if you can find where all that moisturiser is coming from?"
"Bec, you are positively dripping moisturiser here. Guess I'll have to lick it up!"
"Oh Rocky, would you really do that for me?" replied Bec, keeping the little girl voice going.
"I guess so. But you might have to do something for me later . . ."
Rocky sat up on his knees between Bec's legs that were well back and open wide, his magnificent cock bobbing about as he moved. Bec grabbed at it and made a comment about being careful with that thing or she might get blinded!
Rocky reached up, grabbed a pillow and put it under Bec's bum so that her pussy was elevated. He slid down and with his knees bent up beside his chest he was at the perfect height to commence an oral attack on my eager sister!
Bec's feet rested on Rocky's shoulders and by moving ever so quietly down the divan, I had a perfect view of what Rocky was doing to Bec. He began by licking from bottom to top but could tell that he was just missing Bec's clit, causing Bec to angle her hips down and thrust forward in an attempt to make contact between her sensitive bit and Rocky's lapping tongue. Bec was making mewing sounds in-between "Please Roc . . . please . . ."
Bec's pussy is quite magnificent. She had a pronounced bump or "mons" as I believe it is called, giving her a beautiful rounded shape with a perfect slit down the centre. At the top there is a small bump and under that is her clitoris which is normally hidden. But when she is aroused, the edges along the slit, her labia, open up into a perfect set of lips that turn pinkish and you can just see her inner lips. Her clitoris also makes and appearance and the little hood it hides under rolls back. The whole thing is quite beautiful and completely smooth. It glistens with her wetness and is so inviting . . .
I've been looking at mine with a hand mirror and it's similar to Bec's except I have more pronounced labia. But back to what was happening . . .
Rocky suddenly thrust his left index finger into Bec and palm up, buried it deep into her. Bec cried out and lifted up, pushing her feet down onto Rocky's shoulders. I knew he was curling his finger back into that special spot that I had also found.
Bec almost screamed at this wanted intrusion and she lifted her hips by pushing down on Rocky's shoulders where her feet quivered and held Rocky's head tightly. Rocky sucked at her clit now and was making slurping sounds as his tongue furiously lashed at Bec's pussy.
I have no recollection of removing my shorts and bikini bottoms or of undoing my bikini top but that's how I was with my fingers stuffed into my pussy, on the edge of a self-administered orgasm. But I was intent on Bec's impending climax as she bucked her hips and held Rocky's head firmly where she wanted it.
Like she had been punched in the stomach, Bec suddenly let the air out of her lungs and cried out something unintelligible. She grabbed Rocky by the hair and pulled him up onto her body, wrapping her legs around him whilst she kissed him, slavering and licking at her own juices and thrusting her hips at Rocky's cock which was pretty much in the right spot. She was whimpering, crying, giggling and muttering words I couldn't quite deceiver, but I heard "fuck me" in amongst it.
My own orgasm struck me like a freight train as I watched Bec desperately trying to impale herself on Rocky's bobbing cock. I tried to be quiet but I couldn't keep it all in and some squeaks and moans escaped as I gushed cum onto my fingers and fell back onto the divan. Neither Bec nor Rocky even noticed my pathetic little noises and carried on as if I just wasn't there . . . lost in themselves.
"So you . . . want me . . . to fuck you . . . now do you?" Rocky said between kisses as he moved his cock cleverly to avoid Bec snagging him with her bucking cunt that was so open to take him.
"Oh YES!" said Bec. "Do it to me now Rocky, please . . . please?"
"Well, I don't think that's a very good idea Bec, not right now!"
"What!" cried Bec in a panic. "I'm so ready and I have been waiting for this. I even waxed my pussy to be ready for you. I want you in me Roc . . . now!"
Rocky laughed, kissed Bec and whispered something in her ear.
"Oh, I understand. OK, lets get you off now so you'll last longer when we actually do it!
"Elly!" said Bec, sitting up.
I jumped and then hid down again trying to melt into the divan. "Wh . . . at?" I managed.
"Come over here and help me make Rocky spurt . . . quickly!"
I raised myself on the divan and heard Rocky suck his breath in.
"Oh, you're ready to help aren't you Ellen! When did you get naked?" said Bec sarcastically.
"I don't know really . . . I just am. It just happened . . ."
"And I suppose you've got yourself off already?" mocked Bec with a giggle in her voice.
"Well, it just happened . . ." I repeated.