Loading...Jason and I enjoyed our sexual activities during that summer and, to make it perfectly clear, we were like rabbits! I’d discovered sex, or more to the point, I’d discovered cocks and how much fun they could be. From the very first time, I’d found pure pleasure, pure joy, in having his cock in my mouth, on my lips and against my tongue.
For the first few weeks, we’d decided or rather agreed that we wouldn’t have intercourse for a few weeks. Why I made that decision, I don’t know, but it also doesn’t matter and didn’t even make sense at the time.
After that initial event and our acceptance and understanding of it all, I sucked his cock, played with it, kissed it, licked it and generally loved on it to the best of my ability. During the summer vacation, we both had lots of free time during the day. Our parents both worked and were gone all day. Jason had a part-time job at a grocery store in the evenings …starting at nine, I think? I had chores around the farm and in the house. Nearby neighbors did most of the actual farming, like putting up the hay and stocking the grain bins, but I had to feed and care for our horses, cattle and chickens. Dad was, of course, what the local farmers called a “Gentleman Farmer” …which was to them, a rather derogatory term. But most of them liked me and we got along quite well …they didn’t bother me, I didn’t bother them.
But all of that is to say that whenever Jason wanted his cock sucked, he either came over to my place or he called me and we’d meet down at the swimming hole at the creek between our farms. And this isn’t to say that I didn’t call him sometimes, but he seemed to always beat me to the punch. I’d often be reaching for the phone to see if I could suck him off when the damned thing would ring …and it would be Jason! He was wonderful and special to me, but we never considered ourselves girl-friend/boy-friend …we were just sex partners and friends.
But this day would be a bit different than usual and I can remember it plainly …an event that was to change my whole world:
I’d finished the chores around the farm and had just stepped out of the shower when the phone rang. I grinned happily and glanced at the clock …9 am. I’d planned to call him just as soon as I got out of the shower …but like most days, his timing was just a bit ahead of me. I giggled aloud as I reached for the phone.
“Hi, Jas,” I said, sounding as happy as I felt.
“Kelli,” he said. “Can I come over? Are your chores all done?”
I laughed and thought about spending the whole morning with him …naked and happy with his cock in my mouth or in my cunt. I said cheerfully, “Sure, Jason, I’m ready. Where do you want to meet?” And it wouldn’t have matter a damned bit if my chores had not been done or he’d wanted to meet on the moon! I was ready.
There was a slight hesitation, then he said, “Well, it rained last night I think …the grass will be wet, won’t it?” I then remembered when I was doing my chores that the ground was a little wet and muddy, so it would probably be worse at the meeting place by the creek. But before I could say anything, he continued, “I’ll see you at the barn.”
He hung up before I could say anything …which was quite normal for him. He was anxious to begin the sexual fun and games. I smiled happily and hung up the phone to get ready. I was as anxious as he was. As I hurried to dress, I wondered why I bothered …my clothes would be off within moments of hugging and kissing him. But he also enjoyed the little show of stripping me and loved watching me parade around in my skimpy underwear. Mom still wouldn’t allow me to buy and have thongs, but I had a secret cache that she didn’t know about. I didn’t like keeping secrets like that, but I had no choice. Jason liked to see me strutting about wearing them and he kept telling me that I had a nice ass. It made me feel beautiful and sexy …yeah, and grown up. Shorts and a cut-off t-shirt completed my outfit and I hurried out the door.
I was sitting on the bale of hay in the barn loft when he climbed the ladder. I smiled at him and stood up. “Hi, Jas,” I said as he hurried to hug and kiss me.
Stepping back as he always did, looking up and down my body, he grinned and said, “Damn, Kelli, you’re so damned cute!”
We both laughed and I stepped to him and hugged his neck, kissing him again. He took hold of my wrist and pulled me towards the large blanket that I’d spread out on the soft thickness of hay. He stepped onto the blanket and within seconds was standing naked and erect …grinning at me. As always, I stepped close to him and held out my arms in supplication. Grinning, he pulled my shirt over my head and undid the snap and zipper of my shorts.
Smiling happily, he said, “Geez, you’re really beautiful, Kelli …really!”
I smiled wearing nothing but the tiny thong …strings and a tiny, tiny patch of red cloth covering my cunt. I felt beautiful and very happy with him standing there in front of me, smiling and looking at me. As usual, I turned around and around slowly, putting on a little show so he could see all of me. He grinned and his cock seemed even stiffer, which always made me grin happily. There was always a bit of conflicting emotions about it. I felt mildly embarrassed at being practically naked and stared at, but at the same time, I loved the sense of being on display. That same conflict of feelings has followed me to this day – it was the sense, the feeling of being displayed by someone as opposed to displaying myself.
In a few moments of watching me, staring at my body, he settled down on the blanket and moaned sensually. His beautiful cock was hard and standing almost straight up from his belly. Grinning up at me and, holding out his arms, he said, “Ooh, Kelli, I’ve waited all night for you to suck my dick …come here!”
I giggled and settled down happily beside him. My hand grasped his hard cock and I grinned at him, “Hey, I’ve been waiting, too, ya’ know!” We laughed as I bent down and kissed the beautiful, reddish-purple head of his cock. “God, Jas, it’s beautiful.” I said as I stroked it and caressed it tenderly, lovingly. He settled back murmuring his pleasure as I kissed and licked the big, hard cock. “Geez,” I said, “I love this big ol’ thing, Jas …just love it!”
I opened my mouth and bent down letting it slide slowly, sensually across my lips, over my tongue and into my mouth. Oh, my god, I thought, this is definitely heaven! As I attended to the worship of it, I often wondered why other girls weren’t sucking cocks, too. And worse, many of them considered it dirty or humiliating or degrading, for god’s sake. Poor, poor girls, I thought …they wouldn’t know the real pleasure and joy of sucking cocks. Many times, I had the urge to tell all my girlfriends what a wonderful, special sensation it was. But thankfully, I controlled those urges a little better than my cocksucking urges. But I had him in my hand then and I didn’t have time to worry about my foolish, prudish girlfriends.
I always tried to take my time and enjoy the big, hard cock in my mouth. From that very first time, I knew that once he spurted the first load of cum, he’d be done and I’d have to wait for him to recover. So I was careful to watch and sense his reactions to my sensual and sexual ministrations. In just a short time, I’d learned to play his cock like a master musician …drawing out the pleasure to the very last note. I also learned that I could keep him on the edge of orgasm for only so long or it would begin to hurt him. I tried to find that fine line where I could enjoy it to the fullest and yet give him the full pleasure of an intense orgasm. We were a good team and a happy team, that’s for sure!
I loved sucking his big cock and continued to provide as much pleasure for him as I could …oh, sure, and for myself, too. But he was important to me …if for no other reason than that big, beautiful, hard cock was attached to him! But seriously, it was important to me to give him that pleasure. In many ways, his pleasure increased my own greatly.
I sucked and loved on his big, hard cock for many minutes, keenly aware of his reactions to everything that I did. We both enjoyed my tongue exploring his cock inside my mouth …sliding over and around the head and the little, sensitive ridge of flesh around the head. With just a bit of effort, more like pleasure, I could make him cum with just that action alone. But we both liked to carry it out further, longer, and to enjoy my sucking and licking and kissing as long as possible. But, alas, men just can’t hold it forever. It’s too intense for them …and something just has to give!
His body tensed up and the muscles of his belly hardened. He quit caressing my head, shoulders and breast. His moans were different, more like grunting and groaning from pain than from pleasure. I knew he was close and so made an effort to keep my lips sealed around that beautiful shaft, even while licking around the head and corona. In moments, his hot cum spurted into my mouth and onto my tongue. It was always a pleasant moment for me, but it also marked the beginning of the end of my own pleasure. With my eyes locked onto his, I made exaggerated motions, sucking his cock with added vacuum in order to get the very last drops of cum. I always winked at him and hoped that my eyes conveyed my pleasures. He loved to watch me swallow his cum. So after sucking it dry, I pulled off and looked at him. He smiled at me as I swallowed with an added facial exaggeration, giving him that extra enjoyment.
“Oh, god, Kelli,” he said, grinning and happy. “You’re the greatest …absolutely the greatest little cocksucker on the planet!”
I laughed and leaned down and kissed his cock, belly, chest and lips. Then laying my head on his belly, I began the soft, sensual touching and licking and kissing of his cock and testicles. It was in this position that we often talked and today was no different. He told me how wonderful I was, how sweet, how beautiful, how special, etc. It all made me feel so very beautiful and so warm and, of course, so grown up.
Then sort of like out of the blue, he said, “Ahh, Kelli, …ahh, my cousin is coming to visit.”
Kissing his lovely but limp cock, I said, “Hmm, that’s nice.” I didn’t know anything about his cousin, but just assumed that it was some little kid. I also didn’t have any idea what it would mean to me at the time.
Jason caressed my naked shoulder and back and said, “Well, he’ll be here tomorrow …ahh, no, wait, the day after tomorrow, I think.” I didn’t say anything. For one thing, I was busy playing with and licking his cock. In a few moments, he said the one thing that made me take notice. “I’ve gotta spend time with him, Kelli.”
I lifted up into a sitting position beside him and looked at him. “Spend time with him?” I asked. “What does that mean?”
“Well, I won’t be able to see you much …well, not at all, I guess.”
“What!” I cried out. “What do you mean? Jas, talk to me …tell me!”
“Well, he comes here every year and we …well, we always …you know, do things and stuff.” He looked at me and must have seen my confusion, if not my fear. “Kelli, I don’t …ahh, want to, but I have to. I mean, he’s my cousin, you know?”
I was confused, but it was beginning to make sense …and at the same time, it was beginning to make me angry. “You can’t see me …when he’s here? While he’s here? Why not?” I looked at him for some reaction, then quickly said, “I mean, you don’t have to be with him …like, all day, do you?”
Just the _expression on his face told me the answer to that question. And I was horrified …shocked and hurt and upset and …well, all of those things and more! I stared down at him and frowned angrily, “Ahh, dammit, Jas! How long is that little bastard gonna’ be here?”
He chuckled at little and tried to calm me down some, which didn’t work too well from my own perspective. He caressed my breast and nipple and said, “Kelli, he’s not a …well, ‘little’ bastard. Hell, he’s in his twenties!”
At my frown and _expression, he must have seen even more shock and anger. “Kelli, don’t get mad. Geez, I can’t do anything about it …you know that!” Then tugging lightly on my nipple, which he knew always made me happy, he continued, “He’ll only be here a week, so…?”
“A WEEK?” I yelled angrily. His tugging on my nipple was not enough to make me happy that time! “Are you saying that I …we won’t be able to …I won’t see you for a whole fuckin’ WEEK?”
“Oh, Kelli, it ain’t my fault, dammit.” He said after I’d slapped him on the chest. “I mean, I want to see you, too, but…? Kelli, I can’t help it.” And then he said something that began a course that was to last the remainder of my life. He looked at me and said, “What the hell am I supposed to do, Kelli, …bring him along with me?”
No, that one comment didn’t fully register with him or me at the time. He’d said it in the frustrations of the moment. But the seed had been planted …it just needed some nourishment and tender loving care to grow healthy and strong. For the rest of the day, I tried and tried to calm myself, to resign myself to the fact that I’d not be able to enjoy his body for a whole week. It was difficult for me. I had in my mind a never-ending fantasy of sexual pleasure and enjoyment, and he was central to it all. And with that in mind, I was now expected to survive for an entire week without him or his beautiful, hard cock. I honestly didn’t know how I could do it …the days without him would seem horribly long and painful, if I survived at all.
We made love, or rather had sex, several times that day and, with great reluctance, I finally let him leave only moments before my parents were to come home. I felt so sad, so hurt and so confused but I also knew that it wasn’t Jason’s fault. I tried to be nice, tried to be happy for his sake, but I didn’t accomplish it well. I was sad and I was angry at a world that would do something so terrible to someone!
Mom and Daddy noticed my sadness and both wanted to know what was wrong. Well, that would be cute, wouldn’t it? I should just blurt out that, for a whole week, I’d not be able to suck and fuck Jason? That I wouldn’t be able to feel him inside my mouth and cunt for a whole damned week? Geez, I was a sad little girl, and with no one to talk to and no one to calm my fears …that’s a terrible feeling for a naïve, young girl!
That evening, as usual, Jason called me. We always talked some in the evenings before he went to work. We sometimes talked after he got home, but as it was always late, I had to call him …my mom wouldn’t allow incoming calls so late. Just hearing his voice picked up my spirits some, though to get me into a good mood it would take a helluva lot more than just a little.
“Hi, Jas,” I said, sounding as cheerful as I could under the circumstances. “Am I going to see you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, please,” he said with a quick chuckle. “I’ll meet you at the barn.” Then before I could say anything, he said, “Kelli, I’ve been thinking …I mean about Andy and all. I know it sounds …well, sneaky, but what if I can get away for just a short time? Would that be …well, could we do that?”
“Yeah, Jas, sure …but for how long? And, damn, what if …well, what if Andy comes searching for you?” I hesitated, but plunged ahead with an idea that I’d had earlier, “Jas, what if …well, I mean, would Andy mind if you left him for an hour or so? I mean, couldn’t he just …well, wait for us to finish?”
“Hey, I thought of that, too. But he’s gonna want to know what the hell I’m doin’, ya’ know? He’s bound to ask a lot of questions. And worse, what if he wanders around and finds us…?” He stopped for a moment, then said, “Kelli, would it be a big deal if he …well, if he saw us?”
“What!” I shouted. “What the hell does that mean? Are you saying that he’s gonna stand there and …watch us? Jas, you idiot!”
Jason laughed at his own foolishness, but then, in what I took to be humor, he said, “Yeah, Hell, …why don’t I invite him to join us!”
I laughed at the seeming absurdity of it and said, “Yeah, great, huh? Then I’d have two of you to suck and fuck, huh.” We laughed for a moment.
“Kelli,” he said with seriousness in his voice. “You’ve always said that …well, that you wish I would last longer. If Andy was there, you could …I mean, he’d be …ahh, well…?”
That comment coupled with his earlier statement of “What the hell am I supposed to do, Kelli, …bring him along with me?” sparked something inside of me. The idea had been broached earlier, but I’d dismissed it out of hand …but in the back of my mind, it was not so easily dismissed. I’d thought about it some, but had no idea on how to handle such a thing.
“Jason, what the hell are you …I mean, are you suggesting that I …I mean, …with your cousin?”
It should be remembered that as far as I was concerned, every guy on Earth had a cock just like Jason’s. I didn’t know any others! And many times in the past, during our playtime, one or the other of us would make mention that it would be nice if there were two Jason’s for me. But it was always in fun and joking …but now it was staring me in the face. The seriousness to me, at the time, was clearly evident. I could see no way that I could even survive without sucking on his cock or fucking him each day …the very thought of it was horrifying to me. How I was to live without him for the whole week was simply beyond my comprehension. As far as I could tell, I’d die of loneliness and be gone long before the week was over! Poor little Kelli would shrivel up and die without Jason’s cock to suck and fuck!
Jason didn’t hear my thoughts, of course, but we were pretty close and often seemed to share our thoughts. Although he didn’t sound so certain, he said, “Well, Kelli, I just don’t know what to do …hell, I can’t make it one day without you, how the hell am I gonna’ make it through a whole week?”
Once again, it’s one of those things that I’ll never be able to explain. I don’t recall actually thinking about it much or making the decision, but I said, “Jason, what if I did?” There was silence on the other end of the line. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but after a long moment of silence, I said, “I mean, Jas, would you …I mean, how would you feel if…?”
There was an awkward silence, then he said, “Geez, Kelli, I don’t know. I mean, I think it would be …well, kind of exciting …wouldn’t it?” Then he quickly amended it by saying, “Well, …ahh, watching you, I mean? Geez, you’re so cute and …well, you have a nice body and I like to …well, look at you.”
I simply wasn’t wise enough to know how to view that situation. But his words of praise for me made me feel wanted, needed and loved. I knew that he was also having a difficult time coping with this new situation. I closed my eyes and tried my best to envision it. I couldn’t help but think of Jason after his orgasm and his lovely cock limp and dangling …and then me just turning to suck Andy off. But I simply couldn’t make that connection …all cocks were Jason’s cock …I had no other image in my mind. I had no other sensations with which to compare. Would it feel the same in my mouth as Jason’s cock? How was I supposed to know?
But the deciding factor in it all was that I either sucked off Andy or I was not going to be able to see Jason for a whole week. That seemed like an eternity to me. In the past weeks, I’d seen him every single day, sometimes several times a day. A week without him? A week of not sucking him off and fucking him? No, that was simply impossible. It was a situation that was unimaginable to me. I just knew that I’d die without it …and it would be a horrible, painful death!
“Jason,” I finally said. “How are we gonna’ …I mean, will he…?” I was confused about how it was going to work and what I was supposed to do. Jason didn’t say anything while I was thinking. Finally I said, “Dammit, Jas, are you gonna’ …well, take care of it …I mean, tell him or something?”
He hurriedly and, apparently happy that I’d made the decision, said, “Hey, Kelli, I’ll work it out with Andy, don’t worry, okay?” Then as an afterthought, he said, “Kelli, this is gonna’ be great …I mean, god, I just have to see you! I’ll talk to Andy, okay? It’ll be great, you’ll see …I promise.”
The following day, I met Jason at mid-morning at the creek. I couldn’t escape the feeling that this was something like my last day with him …and if that were true, then it was like the last day of my life! Andy was due to arrive in the afternoon and after that, it would be up to Jason. Well, and Andy, too. As I walked into the little clearing by the creek, Jason was already naked, ready and sitting on the blanket.
Although I sucked him off and we fucked later, it just wasn’t the same. I had a terrible cloud hanging over me and it just wouldn’t go away. I didn’t know what was going to happen or how I’d react or what I’d do. I also worried about how Jason would react to it all. I’d heard lots of rumors about jealousy with boys and their girlfriends, but I had no firsthand experiences. We did talk about the situation, but neither of us knew what it was going to be like. We tried to joke about it and use humor to lessen to dark mood, but it just didn’t work for either of us. We just didn’t know enough, weren’t experienced enough, to fully grasp the reality of the situation or the consequences. But the one underlying reality was that if I didn’t go through with it, if I didn’t suck and fuck his cousin, then I would not be able to see Jason for a whole week …and that was just not possible for me. I simply couldn’t imagine not having Jason at least a couple of times a day. A whole week without him was just totally unimaginable for me. And I became convinced that I’d do anything to keep that from happening.
The following day, as I slipped on the t-shirt, I saw them walking across the pasture towards the barn. I was so nervous about this first meeting. I didn’t really know Andy at all. And Jason had assured me that he’d never told Andy about me previously. However, he was going to tell Andy all about us that night and he’d know exactly what was to happen …there wouldn’t be any silly, childish and scary awkwardness. Or so he said. I was going to suck Andy’s cock and fuck him, plain and simple. I was going to do it so I could still enjoy Jason during the week …and if Andy was there, too, so be it. I didn’t know what Jason had planned exactly, but I hoped that it would be something like, Andy, this is Kelli. Okay, Kelli, suck his cock! And that would be it. I wouldn’t have to make any stupid, awkward decisions on my own …and thus embarrass myself even further. But then after doing it, I’d probably die of embarrassment and humiliation and they’d bury my dead body out behind the barn!
I’d planned to be in the barn when they came, but it didn’t work out that way. But it was almost as good because when I stepped into the barn, I could hear them talking up in the loft above. And from their comments, I knew they’d not heard me enter. I stood there and listened to them for a moment. Andy was obviously anxious for me to suck him off and fuck him while Jason was commenting and bragging about my talents and how cute I was. I was nervous about the meeting, but I’d also promised Jason that I’d do it …and listening to him say such nice things about me, I couldn’t and wouldn’t let him down.
I reached back and closed the barn door with a little more force than was needed. At the sound of the door closing, Jason called out, “Kelli, is that you?” And when I walked over and looked up at the loft, he grinned and said, “Hey, great! I thought maybe…? Well, c’mon up!”
I smiled up at him and climbed the ladder. As I stepped onto the loft floor, I saw Andy sitting on a bale of hay. As usual, I leaned over and kissed Jason’s cheek. He grinned at me and said, “Kelli, this is my cousin Andy.”
Where Jason was rather tall and slender, Andy was tall but stocky. He wasn’t fat, just physically larger, like a football player or something. He had the same dark, wavy hair and was quite attractive – especially his smile. He stood up and I smiled rather nervously, nodding my head in greeting and clinging to Jason for …well, support for my weak knees, I suppose. I’m not sure if he said anything, but his smile seemed to say that he was pleased. And then came what I’d feared most …a long and seemingly interminable moment of tense, nervous silence!
Thankfully, just before I was tempted to turn and run Jason grasped my arm and whispered, “C’mon, Kelli …suck us off! Please?” And then a bit louder so Andy could hear it, he said, “She’s really good, Andy …she’s gonna’ suck us off!”
He chuckled softly, hugged me and I looked up at him smiling in appreciation for helping alleviate my nervousness. Even then my sexual submissiveness was apparent, even if none of us actually recognized it for what it was. I felt much more comfortable just doing what Jason told me to do. I wanted to just close my mind and obey, to make no decisions. It was so much easier for me. He grinned at me and grabbed my t-shirt, pulling it over my head and off. My tits were still rather small and I didn’t wear a bra most of the time. Andy was staring at my tits and I wanted to cover them with my hands, but I didn’t. I just didn’t look at him.
“Hmm, nice tits …small, but firm and round, just the way I like ’em.” Andy said.
I looked at him and he was smiling that lovely, charming smile. I couldn’t help but return the smile, not only because he was so attractive, but also anyone who liked my small tits deserved a nice smile!
With the smile still on his face, he asked, “Kelli, are you …well, are you okay with this? I mean, you don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do, ya’ know? Is it okay with you?”
I looked at him and smiled, then glanced up at Jason. He grinned at me, hugged my shoulders tightly. I turned back to Andy and nodded my head in the affirmative …I was okay with it. And in my mind, I was thinking, please, just tell me what to do.
As Jason led me to the blanket-covered bales and loose hay, Andy started unbuckling his pants. He was grinning at me. I glanced up at Jason. Then the tension of the moment just got to me and I just couldn’t help it …I started laughing and giggling nervously. But it broke the tension. I turned my face against Jason’s chest, hugging him and couldn’t stop giggling. Thankfully they both joined in the laughter even though they probably didn’t know what caused it. Just the laughter alone eased the tension in all of us, in myself especially.
Andy pushed his pants and underwear to the floor and kicked them to the side. Jason squeezed my shoulders and pulled me toward Andy. With Andy sitting on a bale of hay, Jason sort of pulled me down between Andy’s legs. Nothing was forceful, of course, but Jason really was doing what I’d wanted …taking the decisions away from me, keeping me from letting my nervousness ruin everything. I was scared, nervous, but Jason grinned at me and squeezed my shoulders, pushing me down. Kneeling between Andy’s legs and looking at his big, hard cock, it didn’t seem so different than Jason’s cock. So I tried not to look at Andy’s face, just his cock and in my mind, I pretended that it was Jason.
I leaned forward and as soon as the big, hard cock touched my lips, the nervousness was gone and the delightful sensations of a hard cock sliding passed my lips and onto my tongue became the only thing that I concentrated on. I remember thinking that it really wasn’t any different to sucking Jason’s cock, but with Jason now naked and sitting right beside us, there was an added thrill for me …two cocks! With my mouth and tongue busy on Andy’s cock, I reached out for Jason’s cock. With one cock in my mouth and one in my hand, I was excited and thrilled. All of the previous tension and nervousness melted away. And it was so thrilling, so exciting to have two guys who wanted me, who thought I was beautiful and sexy.
Andy must have been quite horny because I’d only been sucking on him for a little while when I felt the changes …those signs of imminent orgasm. His cock became rigid and swelled, his leg and belly muscles became tensed and firm and, of course, the delightful, but soft moaning. I prepared for the spurt of hot cum, longing for it to splash into my mouth and onto my tongue. I didn’t have long to wait …with a grunt and loud moan the hot cum spurted into my mouth. And it came in successive spurts, rapidly, one, two, three large spurts of hot fluid. I swallowed it all with pleasure and continued to suck the big cock as it slowly became flaccid.
As Andy’s cock turned limp, I knew from my experiences with Jason that if I continued to suck on his cock, it would become somewhat painful. If that happened, he’d groan and push me away. So I just turned and scooted over to Jason and began sucking his big, hard cock. And it was simply fantastic …I loved the idea of having another cock just right in front of me to keep doing what I loved most in the world …sucking cock! And best of all, it was Jason’s cock! As I sucked on his cock, Andy leaned in close telling me how great it was and how wonderful I was and other such complimentary comments. I was thrilled by it and especially thrilled that he was right there close watching me suck Jason off.
“Damn, she can really suck dick, huh?” Andy said to Jason as he watched me. “She’s better than any of the women I know!”
“Damn, she’s got cute little tits, too.” He said, laughing. “And, wow, what a cute, round little ass!”
“Shit, Jason, you got yourself a real treat here, my boy!” He said laughing. And patting my back and shoulder, he said, “God, Kelli, you’re a great cocksucker …really good, believe me.”
“Man, just think, Jason,” he said with a chuckle. “This week is gonna’ be one of the best weeks of my life. She can suck us off every day, by god!”
He was making those comments, both to Jason and to me about the action …almost like a play-by-play commentary! It excited me. And it obviously excited Jason, too, because he quickly spurted his cum into my mouth with a loud groan. Andy laughed and again told me how great I was, what a wonderful girl I was. And he was also thrilled and excited that I swallowed the cum.
After sucking them both off, all of my initial nervousness had disappeared. The sexy, and sometimes lewd, banter that was going on between us was exciting and arousing. I won’t deny that it still felt a bit strange, but there was easiness about it all that kept me from being overly nervous. I was kneeling between them and playing with both flaccid cocks, one in each hand. And occasionally, to their delight and pleasure, I’d lean over and suck one or the other into my mouth. I’d always enjoyed sucking and licking Jason’s limp cock. I loved to chew on it …no, not hurtfully, but gently sinking my teeth into the soft, spongy flesh. It was sort of like soft, chewy candy or something and it was a marvelous sensation. And it was especially enjoyable for him when I concentrated on the smooth, sensitive head. He’d always groan like I was biting it off, but if I pulled back and looked at him, he’d always smile and pat my head – an unspoken signal for me to continue.
It wasn’t too long that my playing and biting caused Andy’s cock to become rigid again. He was obviously more horny than Jason was …probably because I’d been sucking Jason dry every day for weeks! Andy lifted up on his elbows and smiled at me. He had the nicest smile! With that beautiful smile showing brightly, he said, “Can we …ahh, fuck now? I’d really like that, Kelli …really!”
I wasn’t really prepared for that! In most of the fucking between Jason and I, that request was usually mine. I knew that he wanted to do it, but he always allowed me to make the decision. He might give certain signs or indications that he’d like it, but seldom did he ever just ask for it. It didn’t bother me exactly that he asked it just took me by surprise. I’d made the assumption earlier that he’d probably want to fuck me and I was prepared to do it. But I’d also just assumed that I would be the one to initiate it. I’m sure that my hesitation bothered Andy, because his smile disappeared and he looked at me quizzically, sort of nervously. At that point, I knew that I should say something, make up my mind and answer him. I would have preferred for him to have just demanded it …nicely, of course, but still a demand.
I smiled at him and glanced at Jason, who was now also up on his elbows grinning at me. I giggled and looked at Andy. I nodded and said, “Well, sure, I guess …if you want to.”
Andy sat up straight and the beautiful smile had returned. His cock was standing up firmly, fully rigid and ready. He looked at Jason and then looked back at me and asked, “Are you gonna’ …well, suck him off while I …well, I mean…?”
Oh, my god, I thought, it’s just like those porno flicks I’d heard about …the girl bent over and being fucked from behind while sucking someone else’s cock! Why I hadn’t considered such a thing as that when I was thinking about this day is beyond me, but I hadn’t. I won’t say that it was a shock, but it certainly hadn’t been on my mind …even when he asked to fuck me. I’m sure he noticed my momentary silence, but he didn’t say anything. I finally looked up at him, glanced at Jason and, I’m sure with some uncertainty in my voice, said, “Well, yeah, sure. I mean, if that’s …ahh, what you want?”
And thus began my first session of being fucked at both ends at the same time! I can’t say that it was then or is even now, my favorite way to fuck. It’s disconcerting for me …it breaks my concentration for either activity. And for another thing, it’s most often an untimed, uncoordinated action. The guy fucking my cunt might thrust at different times to the one fucking my mouth. So that causes my body to rock or be pushed at the wrong time for one or the other action. See? It’s disconcerting and distracting. I much prefer to control the action for the greatest possible pleasure for my guy or guys. But in that situation, guys fucking me at both ends, I’m left to be nothing but two hot, wet holes and am unable to intensify the pleasure for either of them.
Jason had, of course, fucked me from behind many times, so it wasn’t new to me. We mostly did it doggie-style, on our knees. But Andy had me stand up and bend over to suck Jason’s cock and he moved in behind me. Like I always did for Jason, I spread my legs some to allow him access. He was anxious and before I was even ready for it, I felt the hard cock probing for my hole. I started to reach under my belly and help him, but before I could do it, the big cock found the opening and plunged deeply into me with one powerful thrust. Andy was much more forceful in fucking my cunt than Jason was. His thrusts were powerful and strong, pushing hard against me and driving his big cock deep inside my cunt. I sucked at Jason’s cock as best I could even while being bounced back and forth by Andy’s powerful thrusts. And he also kept a good grip on my hips and, with each thrust he’d pull at my hips, pulling me backward even as he thrust forward. And each time, I could feel the power of his hard cock as it drove deep into my cunt and my body.
Being extra horny, it didn’t take Andy long. We’d been fucking for only a few minutes when I felt his cock swell and grow even more rigid inside me. His thrusts were still as powerful, but he’d thrust into my cunt and then hold it for a long moment before pulling back for another thrust. That action slowed more and more as he came closer to orgasm. I was trying my best to get Jason to spurt into my mouth at the same time, but I felt it was a losing proposition. Andy wasn’t going to be denied his orgasm just so he and Jason could get off together!
Andy finally thrust deep into my cunt and holding tightly to my hips, he grunted and moaned. I felt the hot cum splash inside me as he continued to pull at my hips, holding us tightly together. Then with a couple of more short, powerful thrusts and spurts of hot cum, I felt his cock begin to soften inside of me. He leaned down and kissed my back, breathing heavily and moaning softly. And as Jason spurted his cum into my mouth, I felt Andy’s cock soften completely and slip from my cunt.
During that week, I sucked off and fucked Jason and his cousin, Andy, many times. We were together every day, fucking and sucking, sometimes several times a day and it was always a delightful, wonderful time for me. For one thing, it seemed that I almost always had a nice hard cock to play with or suck or fuck. That was a major change and a very pleasant one for me. Andy always seemed quite horny and virile, and he was also somewhat aggressive. Jason was easy-going and seldom, if ever, demanding. Andy, on the other hand, wouldn’t ask nicely like Jason did, but would say ‘C’mon, Kelli, suck my dick’ or ‘Git over here, I want to fuck that hot, little cunt’ or something similar in a gruff, demanding tone of voice. I was accustomed to Jason’s relaxed, non-aggressive attitude and Andy’s attitude and tone of voice seemed somewhat demeaning to me. But it was also rather exciting and arousing. I chose the exciting and arousing way of viewing it to avoid any unnecessary mental anguish. While I still had a bit of inner conflict about it, his smile and bright eyes seemed to tone it down and I always did as he asked or demanded. My sexual submissiveness should have been apparent to me, but I just didn’t recognize it.
The day before Andy was to return home, we spent the whole time sucking and fucking like rabbits! It seemed that he was trying to get as much pleasure as possible before he left …and I was more than accommodating, I was a willing, happy participant. I was a bit surprised that Jason seemed to sit back and watch. But it was apparently to allow his cousin to enjoy as much as possible on his last day. Jason lived only a short distance away and could have me almost any time with a quick, simple phone call. I don’t know, but I guess they’d worked that out between them before hand.
After Andy left, Jason and I returned to our normal routine and other than an occasional comment or two, not much was said about it. But even though I didn’t know it at the time, it was to be a major turning point in my sex life. But that’s for other stories perhaps.