My Sex Education, Part 4
We all knew this was going to happen, but after only two years of my sexual education, Hailey was graduating with a degree in Human Services and Community Organization. She'd already landed a job even before the day of the ceremony, but it was two hours away.
She was moving out of our parents house and into an apartment of her own. Just a week before she was to start work, my Mom, Dad, Hailey, and I packed up a moving van with her stuff. It took several hours to get everything loaded, even though Hailey spent about a week boxing up everything she had.
But in the end, we hopped in the moving truck, my Dad's car, and Hailey's car and drove to her new apartment. Once we arrived, she took us on a quick tour of the one-bedroom place before we started the task of moving everything in.
It seemed faster to move her in, probably because we just dumped it into one of three rooms, but by the end of the afternoon, the truck was unloaded. All that was needed now was to unbox everything and put it in its place.
Since our parents had to work the next day, they left in my Dad's car, leaving me to drive the truck back tomorrow.
"Don't forget," Dad said. We have to have it back by noon tomorrow. Ok?"
"Yeah, I will," I promised.
"Don't go staying up all night and be too tired to drive," he continued.
"Let him be, honey. He'll bring it back tomorrow," Mom said.
Dad shook his head and then pulled me aside for a moment when Mom stepped out the door. He looked at me sternly, as if he knew what was going to happen and challenged me not to do it. "I know I can't stop you from doing it," he said. "Just remember what we talked about before, ok?" But I just played innocent and nodded.
He gave Hailey a hug and a kiss, then walked out the door, closing it behind him.
For the next couple of hours, Hailey and I unpacked a few of the boxes, getting her bedroom set up enough for her to sleep, getting the boxes and bags of her clothes at least in the room, and then set up the TV in the living room.
At about 10pm we called it quits and I sat on the couch watching the TV. Hailey came into the room a few minutes later wearing only panties, and sat on the couch beside me.
"What are you doing?" I said, a little surprised by her brazenness.
"Just... I just missed you, so... I thought I'd come and hang out with you," she said, leaning up against me.
"It's really late," I said, feeling myself quickly getting tired.
"Mmhmm," she said softly.
"What do you mean you miss me?"
"Oh... it's just been a while since I've seen you. So..."
"Yeah, we haven't really talked in months," I said. Our infrequent encounters became even more infrequent as she neared graduation. She seemed so busy with school activities and running around with her friends. "It's ok," I said. "I understand. I know you've been pretty busy with school and stuff."
"I hope there's no hard feelings between us," she said. Her fingers were tracing lazy circles on my thigh. God, she drove me crazy.
"No... of course not," I said.
She smiled and changed position, leaning back on the arm of the couch and putting her legs in my lap. "My feet are killing me," she said, wiggling them. "Remember when you used to rub them?"
"Yeah," I said, laughing a little. She wasn't shy about what she wanted. "Do you want me to massage them now?"
"Yes, please," she giggled, wiggling her toes.
"Ok," I laughed. I grabbed one foot and began massaging it, digging my thumb into the flesh of her sole, sliding my fingers around and between her toes.
"I miss this," she said. "You used to do it for me all the time."
"How's that?" I asked, finishing the job on her foot.
"I like that. Can you do the other one, too?"
I repeated the process on her other foot. "I'm a little rusty. I don't have anyone's feet to rub any more."
"No? Not dating right now?"
"I like a couple girls I guess," I admitted. "It's just I'm not too great at that whole talking to them and everything."
"Well, it just takes confidence and some practice," she said. I stopped massaging her foot, but she wasn't done yet. "No, don't stop, you can do my calves too. That feels really good." I slid my hands up and down her calves, squeezing the muscles and digging my fingertips into them as well.
"We should probably go to bed," I admitted. It was getting late and I knew I had to drive in the morning.
"Probably... but I'm not," she said. She rose to her knees on the couch and ran both hands up my thighs. "I'm pretty good at doing things I'm not supposed to." Suddenly she slid her hand over my shaft, her fingers finding it so she could stroke it through my shorts.
"You really want to do this?" I asked. It seems like it had been forever since we had sex together. I thought she'd moved on.
"Mmhmm... don't you?"
"Yeah, but... I guess I just figured you wouldn't want to."
She giggled as she started pulling on my shorts and boxers, helping me take them off. She threw them onto the boxes as soon as they left my feet and her hands instantly wrapped around my shaft, lovingly stroking it.
"I miss this monster," she moaned, sliding it between her lips as she continued stroking it.
"Oh God," I moaned. I had forgotten how good her mouth felt on me. She really was good at giving head.
"It feels so good in my mouth. You can't tell me you didn't miss me giving you head."
"Yeah... I did," I admitted. "Oh... yeah. Oh fuck," I moaned as she drove me towards my orgasm. "Tell me you love my big dick," I said as I watched my shaft disappear deep into her mouth again and again.
"I love my brother's big dick," she moaned, smiling up at me. "God, I want you to fuck me."
"Ok... yeah," I agreed. I so wanted to fuck her, too. My cock was so hard right now. It's not that I hadn't had sex recently; Mom and I had sex about twice a week now. So, it'd only been a few days. But my cock was definitely hungry for Hailey's special attention.
She took her panties off and then stood for a moment, completely naked, sliding her fingers through her pussy, before she slid into my lap. She grabbed my shaft and directed it right into her pussy as she slowly lowered herself onto me.
"Oh God," she moaned as my cock slowly stretched her open once again. "Yeah... that feels so good."
She put her hands on my shoulders and started moving up and down on my cock, sliding it in and out of her. I helped by bucking up into her ever time she moved down, doubling our pleasure.
I wasn't getting the deep thrusting that I really wanted, though, and, after several minutes, I lifted her off me to change positions.
"Here, lay back," I said, sliding out from underneath her. She lay back on the couch and I quickly moved between her legs, and pushed my cock back into her pussy.
"Oh, shit," she groaned as I pushed so deeply into her. I moved back out, taking my cock almost all the way out of her before thrusting inside again giving her the full length of my shaft with every thrust. "Yeah! Ohhh! Yeah, baby. God I love how you fuck me."
I reached down and squeezed her breasts, loving how they felt in my hands and making her face scrunch up in pleasure. She was getting as close to cumming as I was.
I hooked my arms under her legs and pushed her knees towards her head, folding her in half as I continued fucking her, now moving faster and harder. My hips were slapping against hers with every thrust into her now.
She was sweaty, her body shining in the dim light, panting and moaning as we fucked with abandon. She felt so good on my cock that I was trying to go even faster and harder, needing to cum so badly.
"Oh fuck... oh fuck... don't stop," she moaned quickly and I knew she was cumming. "Please... don't stop."
Her body contorted under me, her arms and legs shaking uncontrollably, and she let out a deep moan as she came.
Her pussy was squeezing my cock so good as I kept fucking her, trying not to change a thing even though her body was trying to push me away. Suddenly, my orgasm washed over me as well.
