This chapter is the next in a series is about some adventures that began in my second year of college. In the first chapter a female classmate surprised me with my first blowjob of which I was still in a state of euphoria about when this next chapter occurred. I hope you enjoy it!
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As I drove home I just couldn't get the words, "So now you know what you're missing!" out of my head. Cindy had provided me with something that was probably long overdue and I couldn't get the smile off of my face. I had only ever dreamed about an experience like that, and now, it had finally happened.
I was in a daze as I entered the empty house. No one was home, so I went to my room and dropped my knapsack on the floor next to my desk. I went over and lay back on my bed so that I could replay the memories of the afternoon in my head. I thought of the shock of feeling Cindy's hand on my thigh and the surprise as she opened my pants. I smiled as I thought of the incredible sensations, as she lowered her head to engulf my manhood with her mouth.
Without realizing it, I had undone my pants and was stroking my cock as if it was Cindy having her way with me again. I was in a foggy haze as I thought of Cindy's warm mouth moving up and down on my cock. My hand synchronized with the memories of Cindy's movements and I was quickly approaching the point of no return. My other hand began to fondle my balls as my one hand continued to pump up and down while dreaming of Cindy's mouth lovingly stroking my cock. The aching in my groin intensified as my cock once again strained for release. I thought of Cindy smiling at me and encouraging me to give her my seed. My hand pumped up and down with an urgency I had never dreamed possible. The head of my cock throbbed as I felt my orgasm building deep inside of me.
"Let me taste your sweet cum!" Cindy begged in my dream world. Her mouth swallowed deep as I could no longer hold on any longer. I felt the cum rush towards the tip of my cock and begin to erupt. The first spurt hit me in my face, while the second one actually cleared my head. I was amazed at the forcefulness and satisfaction I felt, as my cock shot the remainder all over my shirt and hand.
As I had began to cum, I thought I heard a small gasp, but pushed it aside as I imagined it was my dream girl, Cindy, being surprised by the forcefulness of my orgasm. I smiled as the pulsing in my cock began to subside and I finally exhaled. I slowly opened my eyes as I again became conscience of my surroundings and raised my hand towards my mouth. As I began to lick some cum from my hand, I turned my head towards my door and nearly shit myself! There, standing in my open doorway, was my twin sister, in shock, with her mouth agape.
I quickly rolled off the far side of my bed and fell to the floor. I reached up and pulled the bedspread off the bed. I couldn't believe that I had been so stupid as to not even bother to close my door. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack as my heart felt like it was beating a million miles per second. I wrapped myself in the bedspread as I contemplated the shock of knowing my sister had just seen me orgasm all over myself. Oh, God! I thought. I'm dead if she ever tells anyone!
I finally got the courage to look up over my bed towards the door, but my sister was gone. I stood up and quickly rushed towards the door and closed it. As my mind raced, I tried to think of what to do. I grabbed some clean clothes, and peeked outside my door towards the bathroom. The coast was clear, so I rushed towards the bathroom with the bedspread still wrapped around me. I felt ashamed, like a little boy getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I turned on the water and began to disrobe. I knew I'd have to face my sister sooner or later, but I also knew, the sooner, the better.
Just as I had completely disrobed and was entering the shower, I heard a light knock on the door. I stopped, not sure that I had heard anything. After a moment, there was another light knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I said loudly, immediately realizing that that was a stupid question.
"Jeremy, you know who it is!"
"I'm a little busy right now," I replied through the closed door. My face was red hot with embarrassment and I didn't yet know what I was going to say.
"Jeremy, can you open the door? We need to talk."
"Can't this wait?" I said hopefully.
"I think we need to talk now," she answered.
I knew Janice enough to know that she was not going to wait. If she was ready to talk, then there was no stopping her. "Give me a second," I pleaded. I grabbed a large towel and wrapped it around my waist.
Hesitantly, I unlocked the door, took a deep breath, and twisted the knob. As I peeked out, Janice was standing there and looked me straight in the eye. I quickly looked towards the floor.
"Can I come in?" Janice asked.
I meekly replied, "Well, I'm not exactly decent, I was just getting into the shower."
Janice looked at me with a straight face and said, "Well, I don't think there's anything I haven't already seen!"
Oh, God! I thought as I moved to close the door. Here it goes! I'll never hear the end of it!
Janice quickly grabbed the door and pushed herself into the bathroom. "I'm sorry Jeremy. I just couldn't resist a joke, but I do think we need to talk."
"Can't this wait a while?" I asked, not being able to look her in the eye.
"No, brother, I think its better that we talk about it now."
"Well, then let me turn the water off so I'll at least have some hot water for my shower." I moved towards the shower and reached inside to turn the taps off. Imagine my horror as I felt the towel drop to my ankles! Oh, God! Is this my punishment for this afternoon's moment of bliss? Did the universe truly need an equal balance between good and bad?
Janice gasped, as I quickly bent to grab the towel. Unfortunately, in my haste, I hit my forehead on the edge of the tub, which caused me to jerk back upwards. I lost my balance and started to fall. Reaching for something to grab onto, I grabbed the shower curtain which didn't provide much resistance and I landed hard on floor with the shower curtain on top of me. Oh, God! I thought. Can this get any worse?
Janice gasped again, as she rushed to my aid.
"Oh, Jeremy! Are you alright?" she asked, in a concerned voice.
I was a bit stunned for a moment, but then became angry at myself for my clumsiness and stupidity.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I think."
I suddenly became aware of my nudity and my sister kneeling beside me. Janice clasped my arm, as she struggled to help lift me off the floor. I reached for the towel to cover myself, as we both got up off the floor.
Janice stood in front of me and with a concerned voice said, "Are you all right? Let me see your head. I saw you bang it."
It wasn't my head that was sore, but my thigh where I had landed when I fell. I finished wrapping the towel around my waist and then began to rub the sore spot on my thigh. Janice noticed me rubbing my thigh and asked if I had hurt myself.
"Just, whatever little pride I had left," I responded. "Quite a show you've gotten today!"
Janice giggled nervously, as she looked at me.
"You have to admit," she said. "This is one day for the record books!"
My face reddened with the thought. However, I realized she only knew half the story. My thigh was beginning to hurt, so I limped over to the counter so I could have the extra support to lean against.
"I'm going to have a nice bruise," I stated. I raised the towel enough to have a look and could see a large red spot forming on my right thigh.
Janice knelt beside me to have a closer look and with genuine concern said, "Oh, yeah. That's going to be sore! I better get some balm to put on that."
I was about to protest, but she stood up, took my hand and said, "Come with me. I have some balm in my room." I limped behind Janice to her room.
"Sit on the bed," Janice ordered. "I'll need a minute to find it."
I gently sat down on her bed, but the bruise was mostly on the right rear of my thigh, just below my hip, so I leaned to the left onto my elbow, while I gently rubbed the sore spot.
Janice found what she was looking for and came over to the bed. She saw me leaning on my elbow and suggested that I lay on my left side so she could rub the balm on the forming bruise.
"Ah, that's alright," I said. "Why don't you let me do that?"
"Oh, don't be silly Jeremy. I'm not going to hurt you. Now lay on your side you big baby!"
Janice put some balm on her fingers and raised the towel so she could rub it onto my bruise. I jumped slightly at her touch, but she was very gentle and caring as she rubbed the oily substance all over the bruise. I began to relax a little, as the gentle massaging felt good on my skin. After a couple of minutes of silence and massaging, Janice moved the towel up higher over my hip, so that she could have better access to the area. I was feeling pretty relaxed, so I didn't protest. I began to get a little sleepy. Her massaging continued as her warm hand moved all over my exposed skin. I guess it must have felt good, because I suddenly felt my penis move and begin to grow.
Oh, no! I thought! What am I going to do now?
Janice sensed me suddenly tense up and quietly asked, "Am I hurting you?"
"No, but I think that should be okay with the balm thing." I started to get up, but Janice was sitting on the loose corner of my towel, and the towel fell away from body, exposing my growing manhood.
