Appreciate the comments and feedback of the Babydoll series. Of course, these are fictional accounts, any likenesses or similarities are purely coincidental. Hope you will read the first couple of chapters. My object has been to create more of a drama-love story, within this genre, as opposed to perverse, kinky, fruitcake stories that don't turn me on. I feel if it turns me on, then maybe it will turn you on. This is a soap opera. Hope you enjoy. Any feedback will be kindly appreciated.
*** Chapter 3 is a direct continuation from Chapter 2. It begins after Jim and Ashley have been intimate once again. The rules of the engagement have been set. This is a courtship like no other... Brother and Sister... Boyfriend and Girlfriend... Young Lovers.***
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That afternoon we got cleaned up and made our way down to the pool. I can say that I was quite satisfied. I wouldn't have thought by not getting back into that golden honey pot that I could say so, but the slick lubricated valley of Ashley's ass was more than enough to satisfy my lustful needs.
On our way back out to the pool, Ashley had put on her red one-piece Baywatch Lifeguard type bathing suit. It looked so hot on her, but it was enough to keep my blood from boiling up again. It was surely a lot more conservative than some of her other bikinis and it was good to have a healthy dose of paranoia to keep us from getting busted.
Mom showed up right at 5pm. Of course, Jan never did come home. She was always out frolicking with somebody. And I am sure that Joe -- our stepfather --was out drinking up a storm with somebody.
We were still outside in the pool when mom came out and asked us what we wanted for dinner. An hour later we were eating burgers outside while the night sky began to cool as the sun started descending. We didn't say much to one another; we just had shit-eating grins knowing that we had a secret no one else was a party to.
The one granted fact was that I had become addicted to Ash. These true feelings of love and lust had to be controlled. I could not let my life be consumed by my obsession with her.
In a couple of months, I would be taking a big step into manhood by attending college and I knew that I would have to leave Ash behind. Maybe she would find a boyfriend and that would probably be for the best. But, I wanted to be with her more and more.
I also knew that Ash would be going to the beach in a few days. She would be gone for 10 days and you don't know how my heart sunk at the thought of missing her. I didn't know whether this attachment was a good or bad thing. I was sure that absence would make the heart grow fonder.
It would be a busy weekend. My graduation ceremony was to be held on Monday and the entire family wanted to be around; so there would be no chance for a clandestine rendezvous with Ashley. But we could hang out as normal brothers and sisters do. Man, she sure did arouse me though. I didn't care if she could see my perpetual woody. Hell, I hoped it would turn her on.
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That weekend was hard. Knowing that she was leaving on Monday and that we couldn't be together sure made things rough. The occasional quick bump and dry hump did nothing to satisfy my cravings. She was leaving after the ceremony and it would be 11 days before I saw her again.
After the early evening ceremony, the family gathered around to congratulate me before I headed off with some of my buddies to the customary after graduation parties. She hung around for a second after everyone started to leave. I am sure that she saw the lost look in my eyes. She came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "Will you miss me?"
With watery eyes, "Uh-Huh."
She giggled, "We'll have some fun when I get back."
And with that, she turned around and was gone. She left with my parents so that she could get back home to meet her friends. They were hoping to be in Myrtle Beach by Midnight.
I went to the big party at Lee Ann Johnson's house. I had always had a crush on that girl, but lately, it had subsided. Even though she was now available again, I didn't even care about seeking her out to put a move on her.
There were other girls that I had been enamored with too. I talked with Betsy and Norma. They would give me the time of day, but that was about it. I wasn't rich, I wasn't a jock, and most of all I wasn't a rich jock.
I have always been the James Dean type. Keep to yourself, walk softly, and carry a big stick just in case somebody wants to fuck with ya.
So I smoked some weed, drank some beers, and made some small talk, but none of these diversions could take my mind off Ashley. After a few hours, the party had become a buzzkill to me and I just wanted to get out of there.
Some of my friends asked me where I was going. I just told them that I was tired and I wanted to get home and get some sleep. With a few hugs and handshakes, I was off to the house.
When I got home, the house seemed so empty. My parents were obviously in bed asleep. Of course, Jan wasn't home so it was almost like being an only child. I went outside to the pool and just laid back in the chaise lounge chair and fired up another joint.
I was almost obsessed with the thoughts of Ashley. It wasn't as much about what we had done as what we had become. I wondered if she had the same thoughts. I could almost smell her in the air as my erection grew. I took off my shirt and walked over and lowered myself into the pool.
I decided to take off my shorts and go skinny-dipping. Thoughts started coming to me about how I wished that Ashley were there. I knew one thing; before this summer was over I was going to have to get her naked in this pool.
After a few minutes of swimming in the buff trying to clear my mind, I knew that my hard-on was not going to subside. I went and pulled the lounge chair under the deck and laid back in it in the nude.
There was a bottle of Hawaiian Tropic lying there that was the type that Ashley always used. I squirted some on my cock and lathered up my hot iron. Rubbing it from my glans down my hard shaft to my balls was sending an electrifying feeling through my head.
I was thinking about Ash in that Black Bikini as my whole loin started to twitch. The stirring started in my ass, then quickly moved to my nut sack. I scrunched up as I started fondling my balls with one hand and stroked my rod with the other. As I stroked, I was rubbing my glans with my thumb. Then the waves and pulsations took over as cum started flying everywhere.
The first shot flew over my head, the second hit me in the face, the third was on my shoulder, the fourth was on my belly, and the next few made a pool in my pubic hair. What a graduation present. It was the best jack off come I had ever had. But I knew it would have been better if Ashley had been there. She was still responsible. It was me thinking about her that made this happen.
I went to get back in the pool to clean off. As I did so, I thought I felt a presence. I looked up to the kitchen window and made out a silhouette through the curtains. The curtains seemed to be moving slightly. Who could it be? Was it Mom, Joe, or Jan?
Oh well. This was embarrassing so I got into the deep end of the pool. I was just relaxing and cooling off wondering what was going to happen next. After a few minutes, I started to think that it was all in my mind. About the time that I started to relax the door to the basement opened and out stepped my Mother.
She stepped out and walked toward the pool. I never thought of my mother as a sexual object, but my sexual desires must have caused me to notice how fetching she looked in the pink chemise that she was wearing. The way she wore her Auburn Hair and the shape of her body made her look a lot like Raquel Welch.
Mom was only 18 when my older sister was born. She was a widow with three kids at the age of 22. She was a smart and very attractive lady. I guess having the three of us at such an early age had forced her to grow up quickly. Now at 38, she looked better than she ever had.
