I could feel his tongue on my pussy, gliding around my sensitive clit, bringing me to the edge, but never taking me over.
It was the same dream I had been having for a year now, ever since my mom remarried, and her new husband had the most gorgeous son(Kevin), who is only a few months older then me.
Kevin, is twenty-four, and has deep blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair, not to mention awesome muscles. He was always working out, well almost always, when he wasn’t working out he was either taking a class at the college, or on a date. Most of the girls he dated were cute, but I could never see anything more between them, mostly because they weren’t really his type. Right now he was just having fun, and not trying to find anyone serious. He had, had his heart broken when he was 19yrs old, his girlfriend of three years had told him that she had found someone else, and she was pregnant. He was heart broken, and for about six months wouldn’t even look at another girl. It was about this time that my mom and his dad got married.
After our parents got married Kevin and I became close. We told each other everything, from what happened in school, and who we dated, and what we did on our dates. We would even talk about if we had sex, and if the other person was good or not. Sometimes we would talk about how we would seduce another person. I found that while talking to Kevin about this I would get really hot. One time I even noticed that he was getting turned on, by the bulge in his pants.
Then one Friday night, I was walking from my bedroom to the bathroom, which was right next to his room, I could hear noises coming from his room. At first I couldn’t tell want he was doing, then I realized that he was screwing a girl. When I realized this, I went into the bathroom and starting fantasizing that he was doing me like the girl in his room, that he was pounding his thick hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. I started to finger myself, I was so hot, that I was soon cumming. Afraid that someone had heard me, I quickly went back to my room. About five minutes later, Kevin came and knocked on my door.
I opened the door for him, and let him in, then shut the door behind him. He asked me if I had just been in the bathroom, I told him I had, he then asked if I had heard him. I knew that I couldn’t lie to him, so I told him yes. Then next question I was expecting, he asked me if I had masturbated when I heard them, I told him that I was so turned on that I had. He then asked me something that shocked me, he asked me if I like to hear him screw someone. As I thought about how to word my answer, he just sat there and watched me. I told him that I had actually been thinking of him screwing me. He got up from where he had been sitting on the edge of my bed, I thought that he was going to walk out totally disgusted at. Instead he walked up to me and kissed me.
When he broke the kiss, he told me that he had been thinking about me too. He said that every time he had sex with anyone, he always thought of me. He told me he thought that I had the perfect body. I have 36c breasts, and 32 waist, and 32 hips, I always just thought that I was a stick. Kevin then wrapped his arms around me, it felt so good. I loved the feel of his warm strong body pressed against mine.
Kevin said that it was to late to do anything tonight, and he didn’t want our parents to catch us. He said he had an idea, and that I should be up and ready to go by 8:00am. That he was going to take me somewhere.