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I woke to the sound of my alarm clock, blaring all the way on the other side of the room, signaling it was time for me to start my day. If it were closer, I would have took the batteries out of that hellish device and slept through the morning but, as I put it in the corner ever since I moved into the apartment to get me out of bed and ready for work, I didn't have the luxury of a few more peaceful hours of sleep.

I sat up in my king sized bed with a stretch and a yawn, blinking away the last remnants of sleep from my eyes. I got up from the comfortable mattress and it's warm blankets to step up to the large window beside the foot of my bed and pulled back the gold colored curtains, only to regret it a second later when I shielded my eyes from the suns blinding light. When my eyes adjusted to the intensity, I opened the large glass door which lain behind the curtains and stepped out onto my balcony, looking down on the moderately peaceful streets of Chicago.

I felt the light breeze on my bare skin and shivered slightly. Being eight stories up in the air tended to bring on a light chill, especially in the mornings. Also, being clad only in silk boxers did little to warm me up so I returned to the warm comfort of my apartment, shutting the glass door behind me and going in front of my mirror to see what the damage from a nights worth of tossing and turning did to my hair. I looked in the mirror, seeing a handsome, 6'2'' male of milk chocolate skin, a lean, athletic frame, and unique, vibrant amber colored eyes that looked almost a golden; especially when the sun gleamed off of them. My family and many women told me how pretty my eyes were, and how they fitted my sculpted face. I shave regularly, I don't like to have a lot of hair on my body besides my head. And that was where the damage lied.

My thick black hair which had been pulled into dreadlocks since as long as I can remember, was sticking up wildly at impossible angles and had been tossed way out of order. I sighed, running my hands through them to try and calm my wild bed hair. It had helped a little, getting the vertically standing dreads to rest around my face but they were still sloppy and all out of place. I grabbed a face cloth and a drying towel, heading to the bathroom to take a refreshing shower.

After I exited the bathroom, with a cloud of steam billowing out around me, I immediately toweled off, folding the large fluffy thing and setting it on the glossy oak-wood floor beside my bathroom door. I walked to my nightstand first, grabbing a black elastic band to pull my dreads into a neat, ponytail, then taking my stick of deodorant and rolling it on my underarms. Next I reached for the bottle of baby lotion to put on my light chocolate skin. It isn't the manliest thing in the world but my sensitive skin needs it. Next, I went to the dresser which stood beside my nightstand but on the opposite side of my bed. I went in to my underwear drawer, pulling out a pair of gray briefs, which comfortably hugged my muscled thighs and outlined the bulge in my crotch which I was slightly proud of. I went into the drawer below it and pulled out a neatly folded white t-shirt which I slipped on easily and decided to go to the kitchen to start breakfast.

For me, breakfast comprised of: A homemade omelet, two strips of bacon, a glass of milk and the Saturday morning news. Thankfully, going to college with culinary arts as my major, and a job at a prospering downtown Chicago restaurant helped make it the best damned omelet around. The forecast called for rain at around seven, and I sighed. I was home, single, and with no plans for the entire Saturday! When it got to be around 10:35 AM, I began calling my friends up, seeing if they had plans and wanted to hangout at a bar or just chill at home and play video games like we used to. Unfortunately, Mike was just about to leave town when I called, Lee and Kev told me they were spending the day with their girlfriends, and the two other friends I had were sick and had to work!

I tossed my cellphone onto the couch with frustration and turned on the TV in the living room, plopping down on it with a sigh. No friends to help lighten my mood, and I sure wasn't going to go to my dad and step-mom's place. My eyes widened as I realized, I could probably hang with my half sister, Alicia! As if she were reading my mind and waiting for her to be remembered, I heard the ring tone I had in place for her began to play. “I'm a bitch, I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother. I'm a sinner and a saint, I do not feel ashamed!” I quickly pressed the talk button and pressed the phone to my cheek.

“Hello?” I asked into the phone. “Hey James! It's Alicia, you got a second?” She asked. “Sure,” I answered. “What's up?” I got up from the couch and moved my way back to my bedroom. “I have a favor to ask. You know I don't have a car and mom and dad won't let me use theirs, and they said I couldn't drive yours, so would you mind playing chauffeur, for me and my friends today? Pretty pleeeeease?” Alicia pleaded loudly. Normally I would have made her go through a lot more trouble and needed something out of it, but today I was so bored that I was pouncing at the opportunity to leave the house. Not that she needed to know that though. “Ugh, sure..Just make sure that they don't tear up my car, you know how I am about it.” I said coolly, even though on the inside I was thanking her a million times over.

She squealed like a young girl at a boy band concert, making me have to hold the cell phone away from my ear for a moment. “Thank you thank you thank you thank you sooo much! I love you soooo much!” She exclaimed. I could almost feel the contagious smile she was giving right now through the phone. I grinned from my end at her happiness, but kept up my 'tough big bro' appeal. “Yeah, yeah. But if you're not ready by the time I get there, I'm pulling off again.” I threatened. “Yeah, whatever you big liar, you know you'd wait for me as long as it took. But I'll be ready, see ya later!” She said before hanging up. I followed suit and hung up as well, tossing my phone on the bed before going through my drawer, pulling out a dark blue pair of Levi jeans. “She's right.” I thought as I went through my closet, pulling out the ironing board from the corner and the iron from the top shelf. “ I would wait for her, any time.”

And I meant it. My mother had left me and my father when I was a year old, a two years later, my dad met Penny, a white nurse at a bar. In the same year they had a beautiful mixed baby girl named Alicia, Who had a light brown skin tone, they gray eyes of her mother, and the black color of our father, but her mother's texture, as it was silky and wavy and went down to the small of her back. It was hard to admit, but my sister was drop dead fucking gorgeous ! A perfect hour glass figure, full, luscious lips, a D-cup bust, and a thin waist. She had the perfect round, firm, heart shaped ass that swayed hypnoticly when she walked. A thin waist and wide hips, as well as long, slender legs that took long strides when she walked. Alicia liked to pretend she was just a regular old girl but she knew as well as anyone else she had looks that would make a priest renounce his faith!

Along with good looks, Alicia had a fun personality. She was outgoing and friendly to most, always stuck up for her friends and knew what she wanted and worked to get it instead of waited for things to be handed down to her. Alicia and I look nothing alike, yet we were brother and sister, no matter what people said. And we got along perfectly well! We play wrestled, even into our high school years, always watching out for each other, and the teasing which came with any brother and sister. Some people confused us as a couple, but we were quick to correct them.

As I went on, I grabbed a gray button down long sleeved shirt to wear, and a black vest with silver buttons to go with it. It took me about five minutes to iron them as well as my pants, before I pulled on some white ankle socks and my gray converses. I took a look at myself in the mirror once I had put everything on. I knew I was only probably going to be going with them to the mall and maybe a bite to eat, but I always like to dress my best. I put on a single squirt of Blue de Chanel on my wrist and rubbed them together, then another on my neck, rubbing it in. I admit, I might have did that to impress one or two of my sister's friends, but can you blame me? When your single and about to be the only male in a group of females, you want to turn one or two heads yourself, no?

I looked in my wallet, seeing I had a lot of cash left from my last paycheck and a fresh new wad from my most recent, so I was good in the funding department. I grabbed the black, collapsible umbrella I kept beside the door as well as my pocket knife and wallet. “Shit, my phone!” I remembered before dashing back to my bedroom and snatching it off of the bed. I tucked it in my right hand pocket and my wallet in my back pocket before exiting my apartment and locking the door behind me.

I got down to my car, my pride and joy. A gold, CLA-class Mercedes Coup. She was as beautiful inside as she was outside, comfortable padded seating, a silver coloring with a little TV on the dashboard for passengers, and it was just a mix of luxury, and technology all in one beautiful, turbo-charged car. I hopped into the drivers side and drove some miles to my sisters house, where her and her friends were apparently waiting for me inside. I parked on the curb outside a blue shingled house and unlocked the front door, seeing my father, a dark skinned short man in his mid forties, and beside him was his wife, Penny. “Hey dad, hey Penny.” I greeted them with a smile. Even though I can't handle being with them for too long, I am always happy to see them as they are me when I stop by. “Oh James! Hi, Alicia mentioned you were stopping by!” Penny said, getting up to hug me. I met her half way, giving my step-mom a gentle hug, before going to my father and patting my father's shoulder with a smile. “Hey dad, good to see you.” I said with a more formal tone. He returned it with a nod and a half smile before returning his attention to ESPN.

Me and my father have relationship. Yes we loved each other, but I think that's only because we're family. He and I argue a lot when I stay over, and he's the main reason I always leave as soon as I can. We get along sometimes, but he and I both know he cherishes Alicia more than he does me. “Hey, Penny, where is Alicia, I told her I would drive her and her friends around.” I said. She smiled and kindly pointed to the kitchen. “Her and the girls are in the kitchen, gossiping and snacking.” Penny told me.

I thanked her and headed in, standing in the doorway to see my beautiful sister, chatting with three of her friends, an Asian girl, I remembered her name was Hanna, from the first time we met three months ago. Sweet girl, she was a bit shy when it came to boys though. Then there was Destiny, who was sitting on the kitchen counter, and enjoying a bag of low fat potato chips. And lastly, Heather. Heather was a snob, always thinking herself as a princess and expected everyone else to see her as such. I have no idea what my sister likes about her. She could be nice when she wanted to, but really, she was a bit too stuck up for my taste. “Hey, you ready?” I asked, causing all of them to turn and look at me, standing there.

“James!” my sister exclaimed, pouncing on me from the marble counter top. I almost fell back from the surprise of her hug, but I planted my foot behind me quickly to hold the weight and I returned the energetic hug my sister gave. I had to say, she looked phenomenal! A pair of white pumps, with some red leggings, and a red and white tank top under a white cardigan. She had on lip gloss which shimmered and shamefully to admit, attracted my eyes. Her all natural hair was flowing down her back and she did a little twirl, noticing how I was looking her over. “Like what you see?” she teased as she stopped with her back to me, and looked over her shoulder with a playfully seductive look.

I smirked as my amber eyes rolled. “Oh yes, my heart melts with burning desire. Get the fuck out of here!” I laughed as batted my arm. “You look nice, and smell nice too,” she complimented. I smiled as Destiny wolf whistled at me, and Heather placed her hands on her hips, looking me over with a smirk that I took as her version of a compliment. Hanna nodded in agreement with the others and I couldn't hide the blush that made my cheeks turn a bit redder. “Yeah, thanks, yo all look great. So, can we go now?” I asked, jingling my keys before them.

Alicia nodded and lead the way out of the kitchen, brushing past me and unintentionally giving me a whiff of her natural cinnamon scent. I followed after her, and after we all said goodbye to my father and Penny, everybody piled into my car and I drove off down the street. “So, where are we going?” I asked, looking at my sister who was in the passenger seat beside me. “First we were gonna go to the mall, shop around a bit then look for a place to grab lunch.” she told me in her silky voice. “Wow, she really does sound sexy when she talks..” Wait. What the fuck? Where had that come from? I shook the thought from my head and nodded. “Uh sure, okay.” I said. She looked at me with a raised brow. I could tell she was about to ask if I was okay before Hanna spoke up. “Uh, James? Do you mind if we play some music?” she asked. “Go ahead, sure.” I answered, smiling back to her. Destiny handed up her Ipod and the chord which plugged it into a car to play the music aloud.

Once Alicia plugged it up, she began scrolling through the songs before ultimately saying “Fuck it” and she pressed the shuffle button. My speakers blared London Bridge by Fergie and my passengers all but yelled the lyrics in time with the song. I couldn't help but laugh at their rambunctious behavior. Somehow, around the middle of the song, they got me to shout out the background calls of “Oh Snap!” when the time came. We were hitting the town hard and it was still only two in the afternoon.

When we got to the mall, I had to circle twice to find a close enough parking spot. When I got out along with my female company, I could feel the jealous glares shot at me by every male in a mile's radius. I could understand their envy, not every man was able to get to have a bunch of gorgeous women crowd around him when he went out in public, in good close and a hot ride. I let them drag me into a boutique store and I sat on the benches designed for men to sit and wait in agony while their date, ((or little sister and friends in my case)) tried on an endless amount of clothes. It took about thirty minutes for them to try something on, come to me for an opinion, second guess my opinion only to have it reconfirmed by their friends, and buy most everything they picked out. That was the process for the next store after that as well.

I don't know what the hell I was thinking after they pulled me into the Victoria's Secret store. I could barely contain the erection brought on by these lovely ladies each time they tried something on then came out for me to see. Especially the one's my sister picked. When she came out, she tried on a gold and black laced bra with matching panties. I could have swore she did it just to tease me. I could see the delectable skin she had covered before. I took my time, looking up her long, smooth legs up to the panties, where I knew what hid behind those intricate laces, and up her toned stomach, to see the two lovely masses being supported by that teasing bra. I could swear I saw the darkening flesh of her aureola’s but I didn't dwell on it for long.

This was my sister! Half sister mind you, but sister still! How was I getting hard for her?! And I swear she purposefully teased me when she “accidentally dropped the hanger which came with the garments and she slowly bent down, picking up the plastic hanger and giving me a perfect view of her deliciously round ass. She came up just as slow and smirked back at me before disappearing into the changing rooms. She came out with a few more bags than her friends, as they chattered about what to do next. I hardly noticed as I was lost in thought.

“ Was she teasing me? Did she even know what she was doing? Oh god did she see me get hard?” I questioned myself. My cock stirred in my pants once more as I thought about that sexy black and gold number, and noticed how the color went perfectly with my amber colored eyes. “Did she choose that...for me?” I thought. Before I had time to even doubt that suspicion, I was jarred out of my thoughts by someone's finger poking my abs.

I looked down to see my sister, standing a bit closer than she needed to. “Did you hear? We wanna go get something to eat, any ideas?” She asked me, pausing for a moment to stare at me with her gray eyes, as if trying to pry into my mind and see what I was thinking about. I looked up for a moment before grinning. “You girls like Italian?” I asked. They all nodded when Heather spoke up. “You have a place in mind?” she asked, stepping closer and wrapping her hands around my waist and discreetly feeling the definition in my abs. I kindly stepped back, feeling a bit uncomfortable with Heather.

For a fraction of a moment, I thought I saw Alicia scowl at Heathers advances but I continued.”Uh, yeah! I know this Italian restaurant not to far from here and we can sit outside and enjoy the weather while we eat.” I said. They all nodded and agreed it was a good idea and so we found my car and once again, piled inside, this time letting the radio handle the music. When we were at the stop light, I suddenly felt pale and my eyes widened. “Alicia! Do you have my phone?!” I asked worriedly. She quickly shook her head no and I began patting myself down as best as I could. “Please tell me I didn't leave it in one of those stores!” I moaned. “Here, don't worry! I'll call it!” Alicia said, putting her hand on my thigh to calm me down. I nodded and watched out of the corner of my eye as she pulled out her own phone. She picked my number out of the speed dial and pressed call. After a few seconds we all heard: “I'm a bitch, I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother. I'm a sinner and a saint, I do not feel ashamed!”

I sighed with relief along with everyone else as the light turned green and I continued driving. “So, that's my ring tone? You asshole!” Alicia grinned as everyone else laughed. Alicia leaned over my seat to reach under to grab my phone. While she poked around under my seat, I felt her chin a few centimeters from where my manhood was and all it would take would be one wrong bump or turn and her face (mostly her lips) would be right on top of my growing member. I tried to will it back down, think about anything besides where her head was positioned but it didn't work.

“ Almost...Got it..” She strained to grab my phone as her fingers flexed, coming just a bit closer to my dick when suddenly... Ba-BUMP! We hit a deep pothole and with a light squeak of surprise, she accidentally pressed her half opened lips against my throbbing eleven inch erection. She gasped and pulled away with her face red. “I uh..Here, sorry” she said, handing my phone over to me and staring out of her window.

I was stunned into silence. I'm sure the others hadn't seen but..What do you say when your sister kisses your hard-on? After a couple minutes of silence between us two, (the girls didn't seem to notice and continued to sing and talk and gossip in the back) we reached the restaurant. Everyone got out and I told them to sit outside while I get everything situated. I joined them a few moments later, sitting across from Alicia and next to Hanna. Alicia was avoiding looking at me, staring at the street, people around us, the sky, anything but me!

I was a bit hurt by it. Soon a waiter came over, asking us what we would like. Hanna asked for a small bowl of spaghetti, Heather asked for the antipasto salad, Destiny ordered a lasagna square, and both me and Alicia ordered our favorite Italian dish: rigatoni. It took some time to get to us and by the time it did, the sun was just starting to set and the sky took that orange-ish red tint. “Mm, James! This place has amazing food!” Destiny said, before forking another bite of lasagna into her mouth. Yeah, it's my boss' cousin's restaurant. I guess cooking runs in their family.” I said, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of my lip. “Oh, that's right! You are a cook too, aren't you?” Hanna remembered from when Alicia introduced us.

“ Yep, though I don't do too many Italian dishes, one's like these I can.” I admitted, trying not to boast. Heather smirked, swallowing some of her antipasto. “Hm, maybe one day you can invite us over for dinner?” she said, a hinting grin on her face. She really meant just her. Heather was a nice girl and all, but I really didn't like her that way. “Mr. Culinary Arts here can make a steak like Bobby Flay!” Alicia said, finally acknowledging me since the car incident. “I don't know about all that but yeah, I can cook.” I said, trying to be modest.

We finished with our meals and I tried to pay the check solo, but the ladies insisted on helping out. One by one, I dropped them all off home so they wouldn't have to wait for the bus. By the time it was just me and Alicia in the car, it was night time. “Let me stay over your place, I don't feel like going home tonight,” Alicia said. “You sure that's the best idea?” I asked. “What if your Penny and dad get worried?” I asked.

She huffed and reached into her purse, pulling out her pink phone and pressing a few buttons before placing it against her cheek. “Hey mom, I'm sleeping over James' house tonight....No, nothing happened, it's just been a while since we last saw him and I wanna catch up. Okay, thanks mom, tell dad I said I love him....Love you too, Jame's says hi.” She ended the conversation and then tossed her phone into the purse again and looked at me. “There, no more problem.” she stated blankly. I didn't know what to do, my house was closer, and when Alicia makes up her mind, it'll take more than even a tank barrel pointed blank at her face and thirty trained snipers to stop her.

I nodded and turned down my street instead of keeping straight. We reached the apartment complex and I helped her carry her bags up the steps. After trudging up the many flights of steps to reach my apartment, I unlocked the door and let her enter before me. We set her bags down beside my couch and plopped down onto it together, sighing with relief.

“Fucking Christ! How do you walk up and down those stairs every day?” My sister marveled as she huffed, trying to reclaim her breath. I sighed with a tired chuckle. “Without the extra thousand pounds of shopping bags.” I teased. “Yeah yeah, whatever,” she said, waving off my comment and grabbing the remote, flicking on the 70” plasma wide screen and flipping through the channels. “Want a beer or some wine or something?” I offered. Yes, she was only 18, but I was 21 and wasn't gonna be all strict with her like our parents were. She could drink here with me and sleep it off on the couch or the guest room at any time, so long as she didn't snitch on me to our dad or her mom.

“Pour me some wine, red if you please.” She requested. I nodded and decided to pour two glasses, one for her and one for me. In the other room, I heard the sound of my PS3 coming to life and I knew the only time she ever dared to touch my PlayStation, was when she wanted to use the Netflix. I brought the wine bottle with me, as well as the glasses, half filled with wine. I handed one off to her and kept the other to myself and set the glass between us, and I slouched on the couch. I was taken aback when she sipped her wine and slouched in front of me, cuddling in close and causing me to scoot further into the couch to make room.

I wasn't going to start anything now, but I had to say, I was glad that she had gotten past the awkward moment in the car. I draped my arm around her and enveloped her with my warmth as she chose “Ted” as her movie of choice.

We laughed the entire movie, snuggled together and pouring glass after glass of “Occhio di Pernice”, which only served to make the antics of the living bear even funnier. Sometime around the middle of the movie, fate decided to screw with my head again. I looked down to grab more wine and before I could grab the bottle to refill my glass, I noticed where my arm was as I cuddled my younger sister.

My arm was pressed directly under her chest, unintentionally shifting her wonderfully full bust upward and giving me a full view of her deep cleavage. I looked down her top to see the sweet mixed skin tone that covered her breasts. “All it would take is just one little movement and I could just squeeze them...Just once!” I thought. I admit, with everything that had occurred today, as well as my more than tipsy state, I didn't even bother to try and void my mind of these lewd thoughts. “James? You want the wine again?” Alicia's voice called out. I pulled my eyes away from her chest up to her deep, glossy, gray eyes . “Um, yeah, could you hand it to me?” I asked, covering for my wandering eyes with the excuse of wanting more wine, which I originally intended to go for in the first place.

She leaned out to grab it, firmly pressing her delectable, plump ass against my groin as she bent forward to grab the wine bottle. She poured her glass full once more before handing the half empty bottle to me. I grabbed it and stared at her for a moment, my amber eyes captured by her ruby red lips. “James?” she asked. She must have realized something was going on with me because the moment my erection bulged out enough to be felt by her butt she let off a feint gasp.

Alicia turned to me, hand reaching to brush her silky black hair out of her eyes as her other was pressed to my chest lightly, feeling my heart beat at an erratic pace. Slowly, hesitantly, her lips came closer. I encouraged her by bringing my own forward, slow enough to make a glacier seem like a formula one race car. Her soft lips brushed mine and sparked me to quickly press my own against hers, throwing us into a deep, close lipped kiss. We held each other by the shoulders as our lips slowly moved in unison against each other. Suddenly, when her tongue touched my bottom lip, my eyes widened and I pulled back with a gasp.

“Alicia! I..we..I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking!” I stammered my apology as quick as I could. She had a more look of annoyance than she did shock or anger as I had expected. “You were thinking you wanted to kiss me. Why'd you stop?” She asked, her eyes clouded over slightly. I couldn't tell if it was the wine, or lust, or some combination of the two. “Do you hear yourself?” I practically squeaked. “You're my sister, half sister mind you, but still! We can't do this!”

She gave a slight huff and stood from the couch in front of me, hands on her sexy, curvy, enticing hips. “And why the hell not? Because it's wrong? How is it wrong if we love each other and feel the same way about each other? Just because we're related, doesn't mean anything!” Alicia protested to me. “You're saying that because you're drunk.” I tried to argue. She would have none of it. “Because I'm drunk? You and I both know I could drink thirty bottles of that stuff and only be a bit tipsy, I can handle my alcohol. And we both also know I want what I want. And what I want is you.” She said, staring deep into my brightly colored eyes.

How could I argue? I wanted her, and she wanted me...What's the worst that could happen? I slowly nodded and she broke her stern glare and it faded into a seductive smirk as she positioned herself in my lap, straddling my waist with her crotch pressed down against my own, with only the denim prisons keeping our more intimate parts from touching. She captured my mouth for another kiss and I responded passionately.

This time when she brought her tongue out to touch my lips, I accepted her invitation, letting my own wet appendage venture out to wrestle with hers for dominance. I won out and as my prize, I took more ground and allowed my hands to rub slow, sensual circles around her thighs. She moaned into my mouth and began to grind into me, only furthering the growth of my hardening length. I gripped her thighs and stood up, using my strength to lift her and she wrapped her long legs around my waist.

With a few bumps and clatters later, we reached my bedroom where I lied her down on my large bed, taking a brake from her lips to kiss down her soft, warm neck. Alicia moaned into my ear as her sharp nails dug into my back. I removed her cardigan and then quickly went for her tank top next, pausing my kisses for a moment as she raised her arm, letting the article leave her body. I looked down and saw a black bra that accentuated her already large chest, making them look deliciously round and firm as they were. With the skill that only comes with experience, I kissed her again, closing my eyes as I reached behind her and with a simple snap of the fingers, the hooks were released.

She teased me, giving a grin and pushing me back with one hand and keeping the bra up in the other. She stood at the foot of the bed, slowly teasing me, lowering the cup just enough to see a tad more of her chest and letting the bra drop, only for her to cover them with her arms and turn around for me. She slapped her ass and squeezed it, like she knew I wanted to before shaking and grinding it in the air in slow, hypnotic circles. As she wiggled her sexy rear, she unbuttoned her pants and let them slide down her sexy legs as she wiggled her hips. I saw a black thong that showed off her firm round cheeks and covered her womanhood, and looked like it was a match set with the bra she wore.

I grinned in anticipation as I saw her turn around and let her arms fall free of her gorgeous breasts. Upon them, were two large assets, laid two perky brown nipples, the little buds stiff with Alicia's arousal. I stared, slack jawed at her busty tits as she came into my lap again, taking my left hand and putting it on her breast. Immediately, I went to work, slowly kneading and massaging the orb in my palms. She moaned in response to me, and I took her moans as encouragement. I used my milk chocolate fingers to slowly pinch and roll her nipple between them, teasing them to stand firmly out. She gasped as I took her free breast into my mouth, suckling on her honey colored skin and closing my eyes in concentration.

Alicia hugged my head directly into the luscious valley between her boobs as I sucked at her tit and gently nipped at her nipple, before running my tongue over it to soothe the pain. “Mmm..Don't stop..” She cooed down to me as she rocked her hips against my own. I was only happy to oblige as I swirled my tongue around her nipple in a soothing motion where my hand pinched her other nipple to bring a pained response. She groaned in pleasure at the two different forms of stimulation to her chest.

With her in this trance-like state, I flipped her down onto her back with me above her, moving from her jugs, to kiss down her belly, swirling my tongue within her cute little naval as I tasted her honey colored flesh. Lower and lower I reached until I was eye level with her panty clad slit.

Suddenly, Alicia stopped me, bringing me back up to her. “I don't think it's fair, you still have all your clothes on.” she pouted playfully. I grinned and immediately began to shed my clothing. As I began to remove my vest and button down, she leaned over and began to fiddle with my belt buckle to speed up the process. I pulled my shirt off along with the white under shirt beneath it, to reveal my well kept body. I'm not one to brag, but I kept my body in very well shape. My chest was broad and smooth, my caramel colored skin was soft and warm. And my abs were defined as if they had been chiseled by Olympian gods. Rock hard and well defined, my abs were a sight to behold. My muscled biceps flexed and relaxed as I helped slide my pants from my body.

Alicia was now, bent down before me, eying my cock through my briefs, the bulge being even more pronounced because of the restricting undergarments.

She decided that this wasn't enough and made quick work of my underwear. My thick, 11” long manhood unceremoniously flopped out and smacked her cheek as it was put back into position. Her eyes widened and she made no attempt to try and hide the amazed gasp as she took my member in her hand, tracing er fingers over every vein and felt my shaft throb warmly in her palm.

My breaths were sharp as she did all of this, the feeling of another person’s touch on my manhood after such a long time easily dwarfed the feeling of your own on restless nights. Alicia brought one of her soft fingers up to my tip and scooped a bit of my pre-ejaculant onto her finger tip and held the clear, salty fluid there for a while before taking on a devilish grin and looked up at me seductively, and she slowly brought her finger closer to her open mouth, her tongue outstretched just a bit to meet her approaching digit as it smeared my essence onto her tongue.

My eyes widened as she tasted me. She giggled with school girl innocence as she heldTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.