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Pam and Ethan's sexploits continue... part 15, Next, Kiva, Casey's friend, Colleen's daughter!
Theresa was sitting in the kitchen at the counter reading a magazine and listening to the sounds of the couple in the bedroom above her. It had been like being in the room next to a honeymoon suite. The sounds of the bed rocking practically shook the whole house, and Colleen’s moans convinced her that she had done the right thing by bringing Ethan here.
She flipped a page past a sexy lingerie ad. When they stopped they were quiet for a short while, then it started again with more enthusiasm. They were quiet again, but they hadn’t come down yet. She was anxious to discuss the day with Colleen to find out what she experienced while she was in bed with Ethan and Colleen was listening.
The front door opened and Theresa froze. If that was Colleen’s husband, she was going to die. She didn’t even dare look down the hallway to the foyer out of fear that it might be him. She was instantly relieved, however, when she heard two giggling young girl’s voices. She looked down the hallway and saw Kiva, Colleen’s daughter coming in, with her own daughter, Casey, right behind her. She almost shouted in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see Casey until later in the evening. Kiva must have been the friend she went out to see when she left the house earlier that afternoon. She closed the magazine, hoping that the rocking bed and the moaning didn’t begin again. It would be a very difficult situation to explain.
The girls went right to the kitchen.
“Hi, Mrs. Turner,” Kiva said, her cute, young face bright with a smile.
“Hi, Mom,” Casey said. “What are you doing in the kitchen?”
“I’m waiting for Mrs. Murphy,” she said. Her ears were very sensitive to the sounds from the bedroom over their heads. Instead, she heard the bedroom door open and footsteps coming down the stairs. She let out another breath. Sneaking around like this could quickly wear on a person.
“Are you going out shopping?” Kiva asked. She opened the refrigerator.
“That sounds like something we might do,” Theresa answered as a way of stalling. She saw Colleen enter the kitchen before the girls did. Her hair was down and face was glowing. She was radiating sexuality like a beacon on a light house. Ethan was right behind her, smiling broadly.
“Hi, Mom,” Kiva said. “Who’s this?”
“Ethan?” Casey said, looking at him with wide eyes and a confused expression.
Theresa watched her daughter with concern. Casey looked at Colleen, then her own mother, then back at Ethan. Sudden realization dawned on her face. Theresa knew that her daughter had immediately figured out what had been going on.
“Hi, Casey,” Ethan said.
“Do you know him?” Kiva asked.
“He’s my friend,” Casey said, grinning at him dreamily. Ethan smiled back.
“Ethan, this is my daughter, Kiva,” Colleen said.
“Hello,” Ethan said.
“Hi,” Kiva grinned sheepishly.
“He came over to help me, uh, move some furniture,” Colleen said quickly. She went over to stand next to Theresa. “Where have you girls been?” Theresa looked at her friend with surprise. She could distinctly smell Ethan’s cum on her breath.
“We went to the park,” Kiva said, no longer interested in the furniture moving. Casey, however, stayed quiet and watched Ethan and her mother and Kiva’s mother.
“Did you meet anyone there?”
“No. We just walked around by the water.”
Ethan leaned against the refrigerator. He was just as interested in the situation as Casey. Seeing the discomfort on both women’s faces amused him. Casey and Ethan silently shared a laugh with each other across the kitchen. Kiva carried on the conversation with her mother, totally unaware of what had proceeded between the other three women in the room and Ethan.
He could see the resemblance Kiva shared with her mother, just as Casey resembled her mother. Kiva was taller than Casey, mostly by her long legs, which filled her jeans. Her chest swelled out the front of her shirt, just as the front of her mother’s blouse was stretched by her chest. They both had long, dark hair and dark, mysterious eyes. It was almost as if they were sisters.
“I’m sorry to interrupt,” Ethan said. “But it’s about time for me to get back home. Could you give me a ride back to my car, Mrs. Turner?” Ethan said.
Theresa looked like she didn’t understand for a moment, then jumped up. “Right,” she said. “I have to give you a ride.”
“Didn’t you drive here?” Kiva said, holding a jug of milk.
“No. She picked me up,” he told her. She nodded and put the jug back in the refrigerator. She may not have understood or even believed him, but he didn’t care.
“Do you want to ride home with us, Casey?” Theresa asked as she grabbed her purse.
Casey thought about it for a moment.
“No. I’m going to stay here with Kiva for a little while,” she said. “I’ll be home later.”
“Don’t be too late,” Theresa said.
“Goodbye,” Ethan said to all of them at once.
“Bye,” Kiva said off handed.
“See you,” Casey said distractedly. Her eyes were almost glazed over. Images of what must have transpired in the house passed through her mind.
Colleen walked with them to the front door, right behind Ethan. When they were out of sight of the girls she put her hand on his ass.
“I hope you’ll come back,” she whispered in Ethan’s ear. “I might want to move that furniture again.”
“If you ever want anything moved, just ask me,” he said. She smiled at him as they went out the door. Ethan and Casey’s Mom got in her car and drove away. Casey and Kiva watched from Kiva’s bedroom window.
“He’s so cute,” Kiva said.
Casey sighed. The glass in front if her fogged up. “I know.”
It was Tuesday afternoon. Ethan walked up the front walk to the door of Kiva’s house. There was no car in the driveway. That was a good sign. He was sure Colleen’s husband would not be too thrilled to know that he was coming over to have sex with his wife. He knocked and waited, watching the neighborhood.
The door opened and he turned back, expecting to see Colleen. Instead, it was Colleen’s daughter, Kiva. She looked even cuter than he remembered.
“Yes?” the girl said.
“Is your Mom home?” Ethan asked.
She shook her head. “No.”
Ethan nodded, although he felt terribly disappointed. He didn’t know what to say. It was a little awkward that Colleen’s daughter knew he had stopped by to see her. She was liable to let her father know and he might be suspicious. He had to say something.
“I guess I’ll stop by later,” he said.
“Do you want to come in?” Kiva said just as he turned to leave. She opened the screen door. Ethan went in and she started ahead of him down the hallway to the kitchen. He watched her curiously and smiled. She was swinging her hips like a hooker looking for a trick.
Kiva looked innocently sexy, a quality he found to be entirely irresistible, in a short black cotton skirt, a gold string necklace in her cleavage, and a skimpy tan-colored tank top without a bra. She had long, luscious bare legs that disappeared just under the hem of the skirt. Her long, straight, dark hair hung down to the middle of her back. Her tits stretched out the front of the tank top and her erect nipples threatened to poke holes through the thin material. The top barely veiled her young breasts, hinting enticingly at how they might look and feel. They jiggled when she walked and he could see the excited points of her nipples.
She got to the kitchen and moved behind the counter. On the counter was a can of Coke, an open bottle of Jack Daniels and a glass with ice in what looked like a mixture of the two.
“What’s going on here?” Ethan said.
“I’m having a drink. What does it look like?”
“Aren’t you a little young for that?”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“But it’s true, don’t you think?”
“I can drink,” Kiva insisted with a menacing look. “They just won’t let me.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
She raised the glass and drank. “Do you want some?”
“I prefer mine straight,” Ethan smiled. She smiled back sarcastically. She grabbed an empty glass, poured about two inches of JD into it and handed it to him. Without taking his eyes from hers, Ethan raised the glass and drank it in one gulp. He set the glass gently on the counter. Kiva looked like she wasn’t entirely satisfied.
“More?” she asked.
He shook his head. “That’s not what I came here for.”
Kiva drank hers. “What did you come here for?”
“I thought your Mom might need help with her furniture,” he said. Kiva laughed and sipped her drink.
“Casey told me she had sex with you.”
She caught him off guard, but he stayed as cool as her. “What of it?” he said. He leaned on the counter.
She set her glass down, then raised her dark eyes to his. “Do you want to have sex with me?”
“Why should I want something like that?”
Kiva sat on the stool. “Because you’re dying to have me.”
Ethan’s eyebrows went up. This f******n year old girl wasn’t as innocent as he thought. She was more like a devious thirty four year old woman. The differences between Casey and her friend Kiva were drastic indeed.
“I know why you were here yesterday,” she continued, looking at him slyly. “You weren’t here to move furniture.”
“You don’t think so?”
She nodded. “I know what my Mom does when she brings guys home. I know what my Dad does, too, when he goes to work with his girls. They even know what I do when I go out with boys.”
“You like to do it with boys?”
She nodded again. “I’ve done it lots of times. I even did it with Mr. Franklin, my Dad’s best friend. I let him touch me. He touched me here.” She touched her tits. “And here.” She touched her crotch. “He had his hands all over my ass. I even let him put his hand up my shirt. Then we did it.” Kiva sighed. “I’d let you put your hands in my pants if you wanted.”
Ethan went around the counter to her side. With his foot, he moved her stool out so she was facing him. Ethan took the glass from Kiva’s hand. She watched him with amusement. He was smiling at her.
“What?” she said.
“Your Mom didn’t bring me over here. Casey’s Mom did.”
Kiva looked bewildered. Then her eyes widened. “No way.” Ethan nodded, still smiling. “You did it with Casey’s mom, too?”
“Yes.”
“You’re pretty cool,” she said. He put his hands on her waist, leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter. She instinctively twirled her tongue around his. Their jaws moved like they were trying to eat each other. Kiva moaned. Her small hand came up and caressed his cheek. Her head tilted to one side, then the other. When his hand moved up her side and over her heaving breast, she had no objection. When he put his hands between her knees and spread her thighs and moved between them she didn’t try to stop him. When he pulled her tank top out of her skirt, lifted the bottom of her tank up and squeezed her bare tit, she moaned and kissed him harder.
Ethan pulled Kiva’s feet off the rungs of the stool and made her put them around his legs. His hands closed around both of her tits and his thumbs rubbed the tips of her nipples. Kiva’s back arched in and she moaned again. His hands went down her sides to her ass and he scooted her forward to the edge of the stool. Kiva gasped. Her short skirt pushed up over her hips, exposing her sexy panties. He rubbed the ridge of his cock along the crotch of her panties.
“Are you going to do it with me?” Kiva whispered.
“Yes.” He noticed she was glancing at his groin. His cock was hard as a rock down the leg of his pants. He knew she could see it. Her curiosity made her want to see it more, like the curiosity of wanting to look at a person who is deformed in some way. She took her hand off her knee and put it over the huge lump in his jeans.
“Oh my god,” Kiva said. “Mr. Franklin’s wasn’t this big.” Ethan watched her hand rub up and down the ridge. It felt fantastic.
“Take it out,” he said. Her fingers unzipped his fly. She was breathing hard. She had not bothered to push her tank top back down over her tits. Her nipples had become hard again and her tits jiggled with her motions.
Her hand reached in the fly and pulled out his cock. She gasped when she touched it and struggled to get it out. “It’s beautiful,” Kiva exclaimed as she slowly stroked it. She had a light, delicate grip, as if she was holding valuable china. Her mouth opened and her tongue licked her lips, absently. Ethan let her stroke it for a few minutes, then put his hand under her chin.
“Let’s go up to your room,” he said.
“Okay.” She jumped up off the stool. Her skirt fell back into place over her hips and she pulled the tank top down over her tits. Ethan quickly got his cock back into his pants and followed her up the stairs to her room. She stood in the middle of her room, looking at him. He put his arms around her and kissed her. He pulled her skirt up and rubbed her firm ass. She parted her knees around his leg and ground her crotch on his thigh.
“Sit down there,” she whispered, pointing to a chair by her dresser.
Ethan sat in the cushioned chair by the dresser. Kiva stood in the middle of her room and began to undress. First, she pushed her short skirt off, revealing the skimpy panties she wore beneath with the wet spot in the crotch. She let him look at her long, coltish legs and turned so he could see her taut, girlish little ass. She bent forward and slipped her panties off, giving him a brief glimpse of the moist, pink lips her fine, dark hair couldn’t hide.
Ethan had a huge, stiff erection bulging in his jeans, strong enough to rip the fabric open. He rubbed it with his hand. He was deeply involved in her actions as if she was a stripper doing a silent table dance just for him. She slid the skimpy tank top off over her head and shook her hair out. Her erect nipples were a light pink dab on the tips of her tits.
He was very pleased with her performance. Kiva didn’t seem to mind parading nude before him, like she was doing her chores in the privacy of her own home. She stopped and looked at the bulge in his pants. She smiled seductively, and it was very convincing, even from a girl of such a tender age. Her left hand touched her thigh and moved toward her pussy. She sighed.
“Do you want to do it on top of me? Or do you want me to do it on top?”
“I want you to suck me, first.” He opened his pants again and pushed them down. “Get down on your knees,” Ethan instructed.
Almost with a purring sound, Kiva lowered herself to her hands and knees and crawled toward him like a cat, her eyes gazing longingly at his cock. Her round, upraised, naked ass swung slowly side to side, distracting him. She licked her lips as if anticipating her next meal.
“Put your hands behind your back and keep them there, like they’re tied.” She straightened up on her knees and crossed her wrists behind her back like she had been bound as his slave. She bit her lower lip. She was squirming anxiously. Ethan spread his legs wide. Kiva moved directly between them.
Ethan was holding his cock around the shaft near the base, gently pumping. “When I cum, I want you to keep sucking me until I’m hard again. Okay?”
“Okay,” Kiva said. Her dark eyes looked very innocent and demure.
“Stick your tongue out,” Ethan said. He was so anxious he was squirming. Kiva opened her mouth and stuck out the end of her tongue. Ethan lowered the fat head of his cock to the tip of her tongue. She let it rest there for a moment while she looked up into his eyes. He could feel her warm, heavy breath on his sensitive skin. She started licking the underside of the head, teasing it. Then she closed her pouty lips around the head and sucked it into her mouth.
He was surprised how deep she took his cock, all the way to the soft skin at the back of her mouth. Casey might have been naive and inexperienced, but her friend was a virtual expert. Her technique was as graceful and arousing as her mother’s. He was probably one of the few men in the world who knew how they both used their tongues the same way. Did they know they did this? Did Kiva learn it from her mother or was it a coincidence? Maybe it was inherited.
Kiva moved her head back, leaving the head between her full lips like an ice cream cone, and sucked it to the back of her mouth once more. She kept her hands behind her back, never using them for leverage, even when it seemed like she would lose her balance. She was already covered with sweat. Her salacious mouth moved back and forth on his cock, covering it with saliva. Ethan had to hold the sides of the chair to keep himself from falling over. His eyes rolled back in his head. He was moaning deeply. His cock strained to explode on her tongue.
She slid her lips down the shaft, brushing the thick vein on the underside with her tongue. The head touched the back of her mouth and she gagged, but she didn’t yank it out. Instead, she pressed her head down firmer.
“Swallow it,” Ethan whispered. She backed off, sucking the head over her tongue. She appeared to be gathering herself. Apparently, she knew what he meant and she was going to do it. This was probably an indication that she had probably done it many times before. This young girl had many secrets to reveal. How much more would he learn when he got her on the bed?
She worked her mouth down over his cock once more. The head pressed against the opening to her throat, gagging her terribly, but she persisted. Ethan thought he was going to die from pleasure. The sensation of her mouth alone was enough to blow his mind. Now she was forcing it down her throat, all without using her hands.
She was struggling to get past the gagging. Her face was flushed and droplets of sweat ran down her cheeks. Finally she swallowed the head and the rest of his cock easily followed. Her puffy lips looked so sexy around it. The thick shaft spread her jaws wide. She swallowed it all the way to the base of her shaft and her nose was pressed against his hard belly. She pulled it out of her throat, sucked on the head, took a deep breath, and went down on it again.
Neither of them heard the car in the driveway. Nor did they hear the side door open. Kiva’s mother set the bag of groceries down on the counter and set her purse beside it. She listened for a moment but couldn’t hear anything. Kiva was supposed to be here. What could she be doing? She decided to go up to Kiva’s room to check.
Kiva’s bedroom door was partly open. Colleen was just about to call Kiva’s name when she heard a deep moan from inside. It was definitely a male voice and he was definitely overcome with ecstasy. She was going to give Kiva hell for bringing one of her boyfriends up to her room. She had been told at least a dozen times this wasn’t allowed.
She stopped before pushing the door open, shocked at what she saw through the crack. Ethan was sitting in the chair, his back to the door, and Kiva was on her knees between his legs, completely naked, her bare ass sticking up in the air. His enormous cock was in her tiny mouth. Her full lips moved up and down on Ethan’s cock. Her long, thick hair bounced as her head bobbed in his lap. It reminded her of how she had done the same thing to him only a few days earlier.
She recalled how she had given one of her first blow jobs when she was about Kiva’s age. She couldn’t remember the guy’s name but she could remember she had a serious crush on him and would have done anything to get into his pants. She remembered she made a bet with him at a carnival that he couldn’t make as many baskets as her. If she lost she would suck him and if he lost he would eat her. She wound up blowing him behind the Tilt-O-Whirl and would have been satisfied with that except that he took her out to his car and ate her anyway.
Her daughter appeared to be in heaven with Ethan’s huge cock in her mouth. Colleen felt proud that Kiva took after her that way. They shared more than just their good looks and their good taste in men; they both possessed similar skills in pleasuring the men they went after. It was too bad she was going to have to break them up.
She saw Kiva sigh deeply and move her mouth down on Ethan’s rod. Colleen stared. Kiva was taking it deep. Ethan moaned and praised Kiva’s mouth. Kiva paused for a moment when her lips were about halfway down the length of his shaft, then she continued and swallowed his entire cock, to Colleen’s wide-eyed amazement.
She certainly couldn’t match her daughter at that trick. Where had she learned to do this? She had heard of women who could do things with penises like this, but she never would have believed she would see her own daughter actually doing it, and on the largest penis she had ever seen, no less.
Ethan threw back his head and groaned. Kiva’s head moved faster and she looked up lovingly at him and prepared to taste his cum.
“Oh yeah,” Ethan moaned, and orgasmed. Kiva squealed. His cock swelled in her throat and throbbed, shooting cum straight into her. Her eyes blinked in surprise at the cum filling her mouth so fast. His cock was wedged in her throat, preventing her from breathing. When Ethan’s hips rose off the chair, she moved with him since she was unable to dislodge him from her mouth. She finally broke the invisible bond that kept her hands behind her back and grabbed his thighs to hold herself up. She could feel the repeated throbbing and the warm liquid coating the inside of her esophagus.
Ethan finally settled back into the cushioned chair with a sigh. Kiva eased his cock out of her throat. It came out looking like a shiny, wet steel bar. Colleen watched her daughter clean him up with her pink tongue and decided she had seen enough. She went in.
Ethan smiled at Kiva. She looked so beautiful licking his cock. “I see you’ve met my daughter,” came a woman’s voice from the doorway. Kiva froze, with his prick still angled jauntily into her mouth. She quickly jerked it out and looked away, pretending that nothing was happening. Ethan looked up and saw it was Colleen standing there, smiling with amusement but trying to look stern.
“Hi, Colleen,” Ethan said.
“Hi Mom,” Kiva said, unable to cover her nudity.
“You’d better finish up. Your father’s going to be home soon. We’re going out to dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Franklin.” She started to leave and stopped. “You’d better go, too, Ethan. I wouldn’t want my husband to find out what you’ve been doing here with Kiva. Make sure you get cleaned up, Kiva. You’re going with us. Okay?”
“Okay.” Kiva put up no argument. She was relieved that her mother wasn’t going to kill her just for having Ethan in her room, much less for what she was doing with him. She didn’t want to push her luck. What was embarrassing enough was that her mother had caught her sucking Ethan’s dick. The fact that she was completely naked and he had cum in her mouth made it that much worse.
On her knees, facing away, she looked at Ethan out of the corner of her eye. He had stood up and was pulling his pants up over his beautiful prick. She hated to see him hide it away like that, when she had not finished getting her full enjoyment from it. She stood up and went to him.
Ethan watched her approach with her slinky walk. The ends of her long hair reached down to the tips of her breasts, covering her nipples. She looked sexy and seductive. She put her hands on his hips.
“I still want to do it with you.” She rubbed the length of her bare thigh along the inside of his thigh, over the rigid bulge of his cock.
“I know,” Ethan said. “I still want you, too.” He brushed her hair away from her eyes.
“Good. I can’t wait.” She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. Ethan tasted the strong flavor of his cum on her tongue. He put his hands on her ass and squeezed her tight. She ground her wet crotch on his thigh, soaking her juices through the fabric.
“I want you to tie me up.”
His mind ran wild with ideas of tieing Kiva to her bed as he went down the stairs. Each new idea made his cock throb again, until it was hard enough to hurt. He had forgotten about Colleen waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. She looked at the bulge in his jeans, then up to his eyes.
“Why did you come over here to do it with Kiva?”
“I didn’t. I came over here to do it with you.”
“And since I wasn’t available, you decided to make due with her, instead?”
“On the contrary. I decided there would be nothing wrong if Kiva and I wanted to make love with each other.”
“Well, now you’ve had me and my daughter and Casey’s mother. All you need is Casey to complete the circle.”
“I’ve already done it with Casey, but not with Kiva. We barely got started.”
“But you’ll finish it, I’m sure.”
“Are you mad at me, Colleen?”
Colleen blushed. “Not at all. I’m sorry if I sound mad. I guess I’m just a little jealous of my daughter. But that’s silly.” She put her hand over the bulge of his cock.
“It is. Don’t let it bother you.” He started for the door. “I don’t belong to Kiva exclusively. Or any other woman, for that matter. You know that.”
“Yes, I do, Ethan. You don’t need to school me.”
“You’re right. Good-bye.”
“Good-bye, Ethan,” she said and closed the door behind him.
Ethan sat in his car with the radio on until Colleen’s husband arrived and got out of his car. He was a handsome man. Ethan wished he could be in his place that night when he went to bed with Colleen. Of course, he doubted it would look good if he was Colleen’s husband and went across the hall in the middle of the night to his daughter’s room.
Theresa was sitting in the kitchen at the counter reading a magazine and listening to the sounds of the couple in the bedroom above her. It had been like being in the room next to a honeymoon suite. The sounds of the bed rocking practically shook the whole house, and Colleen’s moans convinced her that she had done the right thing by bringing Ethan here.
She flipped a page past a sexy lingerie ad. When they stopped they were quiet for a short while, then it started again with more enthusiasm. They were quiet again, but they hadn’t come down yet. She was anxious to discuss the day with Colleen to find out what she experienced while she was in bed with Ethan and Colleen was listening.
The front door opened and Theresa froze. If that was Colleen’s husband, she was going to die. She didn’t even dare look down the hallway to the foyer out of fear that it might be him. She was instantly relieved, however, when she heard two giggling young girl’s voices. She looked down the hallway and saw Kiva, Colleen’s daughter coming in, with her own daughter, Casey, right behind her. She almost shouted in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see Casey until later in the evening. Kiva must have been the friend she went out to see when she left the house earlier that afternoon. She closed the magazine, hoping that the rocking bed and the moaning didn’t begin again. It would be a very difficult situation to explain.
The girls went right to the kitchen.
“Hi, Mrs. Turner,” Kiva said, her cute, young face bright with a smile.
“Hi, Mom,” Casey said. “What are you doing in the kitchen?”
“I’m waiting for Mrs. Murphy,” she said. Her ears were very sensitive to the sounds from the bedroom over their heads. Instead, she heard the bedroom door open and footsteps coming down the stairs. She let out another breath. Sneaking around like this could quickly wear on a person.
“Are you going out shopping?” Kiva asked. She opened the refrigerator.
“That sounds like something we might do,” Theresa answered as a way of stalling. She saw Colleen enter the kitchen before the girls did. Her hair was down and face was glowing. She was radiating sexuality like a beacon on a light house. Ethan was right behind her, smiling broadly.
“Hi, Mom,” Kiva said. “Who’s this?”
“Ethan?” Casey said, looking at him with wide eyes and a confused expression.
Theresa watched her daughter with concern. Casey looked at Colleen, then her own mother, then back at Ethan. Sudden realization dawned on her face. Theresa knew that her daughter had immediately figured out what had been going on.
“Hi, Casey,” Ethan said.
“Do you know him?” Kiva asked.
“He’s my friend,” Casey said, grinning at him dreamily. Ethan smiled back.
“Ethan, this is my daughter, Kiva,” Colleen said.
“Hello,” Ethan said.
“Hi,” Kiva grinned sheepishly.
“He came over to help me, uh, move some furniture,” Colleen said quickly. She went over to stand next to Theresa. “Where have you girls been?” Theresa looked at her friend with surprise. She could distinctly smell Ethan’s cum on her breath.
“We went to the park,” Kiva said, no longer interested in the furniture moving. Casey, however, stayed quiet and watched Ethan and her mother and Kiva’s mother.
“Did you meet anyone there?”
“No. We just walked around by the water.”
Ethan leaned against the refrigerator. He was just as interested in the situation as Casey. Seeing the discomfort on both women’s faces amused him. Casey and Ethan silently shared a laugh with each other across the kitchen. Kiva carried on the conversation with her mother, totally unaware of what had proceeded between the other three women in the room and Ethan.
He could see the resemblance Kiva shared with her mother, just as Casey resembled her mother. Kiva was taller than Casey, mostly by her long legs, which filled her jeans. Her chest swelled out the front of her shirt, just as the front of her mother’s blouse was stretched by her chest. They both had long, dark hair and dark, mysterious eyes. It was almost as if they were sisters.
“I’m sorry to interrupt,” Ethan said. “But it’s about time for me to get back home. Could you give me a ride back to my car, Mrs. Turner?” Ethan said.
Theresa looked like she didn’t understand for a moment, then jumped up. “Right,” she said. “I have to give you a ride.”
“Didn’t you drive here?” Kiva said, holding a jug of milk.
“No. She picked me up,” he told her. She nodded and put the jug back in the refrigerator. She may not have understood or even believed him, but he didn’t care.
“Do you want to ride home with us, Casey?” Theresa asked as she grabbed her purse.
Casey thought about it for a moment.
“No. I’m going to stay here with Kiva for a little while,” she said. “I’ll be home later.”
“Don’t be too late,” Theresa said.
“Goodbye,” Ethan said to all of them at once.
“Bye,” Kiva said off handed.
“See you,” Casey said distractedly. Her eyes were almost glazed over. Images of what must have transpired in the house passed through her mind.
Colleen walked with them to the front door, right behind Ethan. When they were out of sight of the girls she put her hand on his ass.
“I hope you’ll come back,” she whispered in Ethan’s ear. “I might want to move that furniture again.”
“If you ever want anything moved, just ask me,” he said. She smiled at him as they went out the door. Ethan and Casey’s Mom got in her car and drove away. Casey and Kiva watched from Kiva’s bedroom window.
“He’s so cute,” Kiva said.
Casey sighed. The glass in front if her fogged up. “I know.”
It was Tuesday afternoon. Ethan walked up the front walk to the door of Kiva’s house. There was no car in the driveway. That was a good sign. He was sure Colleen’s husband would not be too thrilled to know that he was coming over to have sex with his wife. He knocked and waited, watching the neighborhood.
The door opened and he turned back, expecting to see Colleen. Instead, it was Colleen’s daughter, Kiva. She looked even cuter than he remembered.
“Yes?” the girl said.
“Is your Mom home?” Ethan asked.
She shook her head. “No.”
Ethan nodded, although he felt terribly disappointed. He didn’t know what to say. It was a little awkward that Colleen’s daughter knew he had stopped by to see her. She was liable to let her father know and he might be suspicious. He had to say something.
“I guess I’ll stop by later,” he said.
“Do you want to come in?” Kiva said just as he turned to leave. She opened the screen door. Ethan went in and she started ahead of him down the hallway to the kitchen. He watched her curiously and smiled. She was swinging her hips like a hooker looking for a trick.
Kiva looked innocently sexy, a quality he found to be entirely irresistible, in a short black cotton skirt, a gold string necklace in her cleavage, and a skimpy tan-colored tank top without a bra. She had long, luscious bare legs that disappeared just under the hem of the skirt. Her long, straight, dark hair hung down to the middle of her back. Her tits stretched out the front of the tank top and her erect nipples threatened to poke holes through the thin material. The top barely veiled her young breasts, hinting enticingly at how they might look and feel. They jiggled when she walked and he could see the excited points of her nipples.
She got to the kitchen and moved behind the counter. On the counter was a can of Coke, an open bottle of Jack Daniels and a glass with ice in what looked like a mixture of the two.
“What’s going on here?” Ethan said.
“I’m having a drink. What does it look like?”
“Aren’t you a little young for that?”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“But it’s true, don’t you think?”
“I can drink,” Kiva insisted with a menacing look. “They just won’t let me.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
She raised the glass and drank. “Do you want some?”
“I prefer mine straight,” Ethan smiled. She smiled back sarcastically. She grabbed an empty glass, poured about two inches of JD into it and handed it to him. Without taking his eyes from hers, Ethan raised the glass and drank it in one gulp. He set the glass gently on the counter. Kiva looked like she wasn’t entirely satisfied.
“More?” she asked.
He shook his head. “That’s not what I came here for.”
Kiva drank hers. “What did you come here for?”
“I thought your Mom might need help with her furniture,” he said. Kiva laughed and sipped her drink.
“Casey told me she had sex with you.”
She caught him off guard, but he stayed as cool as her. “What of it?” he said. He leaned on the counter.
She set her glass down, then raised her dark eyes to his. “Do you want to have sex with me?”
“Why should I want something like that?”
Kiva sat on the stool. “Because you’re dying to have me.”
Ethan’s eyebrows went up. This f******n year old girl wasn’t as innocent as he thought. She was more like a devious thirty four year old woman. The differences between Casey and her friend Kiva were drastic indeed.
“I know why you were here yesterday,” she continued, looking at him slyly. “You weren’t here to move furniture.”
“You don’t think so?”
She nodded. “I know what my Mom does when she brings guys home. I know what my Dad does, too, when he goes to work with his girls. They even know what I do when I go out with boys.”
“You like to do it with boys?”
She nodded again. “I’ve done it lots of times. I even did it with Mr. Franklin, my Dad’s best friend. I let him touch me. He touched me here.” She touched her tits. “And here.” She touched her crotch. “He had his hands all over my ass. I even let him put his hand up my shirt. Then we did it.” Kiva sighed. “I’d let you put your hands in my pants if you wanted.”
Ethan went around the counter to her side. With his foot, he moved her stool out so she was facing him. Ethan took the glass from Kiva’s hand. She watched him with amusement. He was smiling at her.
“What?” she said.
“Your Mom didn’t bring me over here. Casey’s Mom did.”
Kiva looked bewildered. Then her eyes widened. “No way.” Ethan nodded, still smiling. “You did it with Casey’s mom, too?”
“Yes.”
“You’re pretty cool,” she said. He put his hands on her waist, leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter. She instinctively twirled her tongue around his. Their jaws moved like they were trying to eat each other. Kiva moaned. Her small hand came up and caressed his cheek. Her head tilted to one side, then the other. When his hand moved up her side and over her heaving breast, she had no objection. When he put his hands between her knees and spread her thighs and moved between them she didn’t try to stop him. When he pulled her tank top out of her skirt, lifted the bottom of her tank up and squeezed her bare tit, she moaned and kissed him harder.
Ethan pulled Kiva’s feet off the rungs of the stool and made her put them around his legs. His hands closed around both of her tits and his thumbs rubbed the tips of her nipples. Kiva’s back arched in and she moaned again. His hands went down her sides to her ass and he scooted her forward to the edge of the stool. Kiva gasped. Her short skirt pushed up over her hips, exposing her sexy panties. He rubbed the ridge of his cock along the crotch of her panties.
“Are you going to do it with me?” Kiva whispered.
“Yes.” He noticed she was glancing at his groin. His cock was hard as a rock down the leg of his pants. He knew she could see it. Her curiosity made her want to see it more, like the curiosity of wanting to look at a person who is deformed in some way. She took her hand off her knee and put it over the huge lump in his jeans.
“Oh my god,” Kiva said. “Mr. Franklin’s wasn’t this big.” Ethan watched her hand rub up and down the ridge. It felt fantastic.
“Take it out,” he said. Her fingers unzipped his fly. She was breathing hard. She had not bothered to push her tank top back down over her tits. Her nipples had become hard again and her tits jiggled with her motions.
Her hand reached in the fly and pulled out his cock. She gasped when she touched it and struggled to get it out. “It’s beautiful,” Kiva exclaimed as she slowly stroked it. She had a light, delicate grip, as if she was holding valuable china. Her mouth opened and her tongue licked her lips, absently. Ethan let her stroke it for a few minutes, then put his hand under her chin.
“Let’s go up to your room,” he said.
“Okay.” She jumped up off the stool. Her skirt fell back into place over her hips and she pulled the tank top down over her tits. Ethan quickly got his cock back into his pants and followed her up the stairs to her room. She stood in the middle of her room, looking at him. He put his arms around her and kissed her. He pulled her skirt up and rubbed her firm ass. She parted her knees around his leg and ground her crotch on his thigh.
“Sit down there,” she whispered, pointing to a chair by her dresser.
Ethan sat in the cushioned chair by the dresser. Kiva stood in the middle of her room and began to undress. First, she pushed her short skirt off, revealing the skimpy panties she wore beneath with the wet spot in the crotch. She let him look at her long, coltish legs and turned so he could see her taut, girlish little ass. She bent forward and slipped her panties off, giving him a brief glimpse of the moist, pink lips her fine, dark hair couldn’t hide.
Ethan had a huge, stiff erection bulging in his jeans, strong enough to rip the fabric open. He rubbed it with his hand. He was deeply involved in her actions as if she was a stripper doing a silent table dance just for him. She slid the skimpy tank top off over her head and shook her hair out. Her erect nipples were a light pink dab on the tips of her tits.
He was very pleased with her performance. Kiva didn’t seem to mind parading nude before him, like she was doing her chores in the privacy of her own home. She stopped and looked at the bulge in his pants. She smiled seductively, and it was very convincing, even from a girl of such a tender age. Her left hand touched her thigh and moved toward her pussy. She sighed.
“Do you want to do it on top of me? Or do you want me to do it on top?”
“I want you to suck me, first.” He opened his pants again and pushed them down. “Get down on your knees,” Ethan instructed.
Almost with a purring sound, Kiva lowered herself to her hands and knees and crawled toward him like a cat, her eyes gazing longingly at his cock. Her round, upraised, naked ass swung slowly side to side, distracting him. She licked her lips as if anticipating her next meal.
“Put your hands behind your back and keep them there, like they’re tied.” She straightened up on her knees and crossed her wrists behind her back like she had been bound as his slave. She bit her lower lip. She was squirming anxiously. Ethan spread his legs wide. Kiva moved directly between them.
Ethan was holding his cock around the shaft near the base, gently pumping. “When I cum, I want you to keep sucking me until I’m hard again. Okay?”
“Okay,” Kiva said. Her dark eyes looked very innocent and demure.
“Stick your tongue out,” Ethan said. He was so anxious he was squirming. Kiva opened her mouth and stuck out the end of her tongue. Ethan lowered the fat head of his cock to the tip of her tongue. She let it rest there for a moment while she looked up into his eyes. He could feel her warm, heavy breath on his sensitive skin. She started licking the underside of the head, teasing it. Then she closed her pouty lips around the head and sucked it into her mouth.
He was surprised how deep she took his cock, all the way to the soft skin at the back of her mouth. Casey might have been naive and inexperienced, but her friend was a virtual expert. Her technique was as graceful and arousing as her mother’s. He was probably one of the few men in the world who knew how they both used their tongues the same way. Did they know they did this? Did Kiva learn it from her mother or was it a coincidence? Maybe it was inherited.
Kiva moved her head back, leaving the head between her full lips like an ice cream cone, and sucked it to the back of her mouth once more. She kept her hands behind her back, never using them for leverage, even when it seemed like she would lose her balance. She was already covered with sweat. Her salacious mouth moved back and forth on his cock, covering it with saliva. Ethan had to hold the sides of the chair to keep himself from falling over. His eyes rolled back in his head. He was moaning deeply. His cock strained to explode on her tongue.
She slid her lips down the shaft, brushing the thick vein on the underside with her tongue. The head touched the back of her mouth and she gagged, but she didn’t yank it out. Instead, she pressed her head down firmer.
“Swallow it,” Ethan whispered. She backed off, sucking the head over her tongue. She appeared to be gathering herself. Apparently, she knew what he meant and she was going to do it. This was probably an indication that she had probably done it many times before. This young girl had many secrets to reveal. How much more would he learn when he got her on the bed?
She worked her mouth down over his cock once more. The head pressed against the opening to her throat, gagging her terribly, but she persisted. Ethan thought he was going to die from pleasure. The sensation of her mouth alone was enough to blow his mind. Now she was forcing it down her throat, all without using her hands.
She was struggling to get past the gagging. Her face was flushed and droplets of sweat ran down her cheeks. Finally she swallowed the head and the rest of his cock easily followed. Her puffy lips looked so sexy around it. The thick shaft spread her jaws wide. She swallowed it all the way to the base of her shaft and her nose was pressed against his hard belly. She pulled it out of her throat, sucked on the head, took a deep breath, and went down on it again.
Neither of them heard the car in the driveway. Nor did they hear the side door open. Kiva’s mother set the bag of groceries down on the counter and set her purse beside it. She listened for a moment but couldn’t hear anything. Kiva was supposed to be here. What could she be doing? She decided to go up to Kiva’s room to check.
Kiva’s bedroom door was partly open. Colleen was just about to call Kiva’s name when she heard a deep moan from inside. It was definitely a male voice and he was definitely overcome with ecstasy. She was going to give Kiva hell for bringing one of her boyfriends up to her room. She had been told at least a dozen times this wasn’t allowed.
She stopped before pushing the door open, shocked at what she saw through the crack. Ethan was sitting in the chair, his back to the door, and Kiva was on her knees between his legs, completely naked, her bare ass sticking up in the air. His enormous cock was in her tiny mouth. Her full lips moved up and down on Ethan’s cock. Her long, thick hair bounced as her head bobbed in his lap. It reminded her of how she had done the same thing to him only a few days earlier.
She recalled how she had given one of her first blow jobs when she was about Kiva’s age. She couldn’t remember the guy’s name but she could remember she had a serious crush on him and would have done anything to get into his pants. She remembered she made a bet with him at a carnival that he couldn’t make as many baskets as her. If she lost she would suck him and if he lost he would eat her. She wound up blowing him behind the Tilt-O-Whirl and would have been satisfied with that except that he took her out to his car and ate her anyway.
Her daughter appeared to be in heaven with Ethan’s huge cock in her mouth. Colleen felt proud that Kiva took after her that way. They shared more than just their good looks and their good taste in men; they both possessed similar skills in pleasuring the men they went after. It was too bad she was going to have to break them up.
She saw Kiva sigh deeply and move her mouth down on Ethan’s rod. Colleen stared. Kiva was taking it deep. Ethan moaned and praised Kiva’s mouth. Kiva paused for a moment when her lips were about halfway down the length of his shaft, then she continued and swallowed his entire cock, to Colleen’s wide-eyed amazement.
She certainly couldn’t match her daughter at that trick. Where had she learned to do this? She had heard of women who could do things with penises like this, but she never would have believed she would see her own daughter actually doing it, and on the largest penis she had ever seen, no less.
Ethan threw back his head and groaned. Kiva’s head moved faster and she looked up lovingly at him and prepared to taste his cum.
“Oh yeah,” Ethan moaned, and orgasmed. Kiva squealed. His cock swelled in her throat and throbbed, shooting cum straight into her. Her eyes blinked in surprise at the cum filling her mouth so fast. His cock was wedged in her throat, preventing her from breathing. When Ethan’s hips rose off the chair, she moved with him since she was unable to dislodge him from her mouth. She finally broke the invisible bond that kept her hands behind her back and grabbed his thighs to hold herself up. She could feel the repeated throbbing and the warm liquid coating the inside of her esophagus.
Ethan finally settled back into the cushioned chair with a sigh. Kiva eased his cock out of her throat. It came out looking like a shiny, wet steel bar. Colleen watched her daughter clean him up with her pink tongue and decided she had seen enough. She went in.
Ethan smiled at Kiva. She looked so beautiful licking his cock. “I see you’ve met my daughter,” came a woman’s voice from the doorway. Kiva froze, with his prick still angled jauntily into her mouth. She quickly jerked it out and looked away, pretending that nothing was happening. Ethan looked up and saw it was Colleen standing there, smiling with amusement but trying to look stern.
“Hi, Colleen,” Ethan said.
“Hi Mom,” Kiva said, unable to cover her nudity.
“You’d better finish up. Your father’s going to be home soon. We’re going out to dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Franklin.” She started to leave and stopped. “You’d better go, too, Ethan. I wouldn’t want my husband to find out what you’ve been doing here with Kiva. Make sure you get cleaned up, Kiva. You’re going with us. Okay?”
“Okay.” Kiva put up no argument. She was relieved that her mother wasn’t going to kill her just for having Ethan in her room, much less for what she was doing with him. She didn’t want to push her luck. What was embarrassing enough was that her mother had caught her sucking Ethan’s dick. The fact that she was completely naked and he had cum in her mouth made it that much worse.
On her knees, facing away, she looked at Ethan out of the corner of her eye. He had stood up and was pulling his pants up over his beautiful prick. She hated to see him hide it away like that, when she had not finished getting her full enjoyment from it. She stood up and went to him.
Ethan watched her approach with her slinky walk. The ends of her long hair reached down to the tips of her breasts, covering her nipples. She looked sexy and seductive. She put her hands on his hips.
“I still want to do it with you.” She rubbed the length of her bare thigh along the inside of his thigh, over the rigid bulge of his cock.
“I know,” Ethan said. “I still want you, too.” He brushed her hair away from her eyes.
“Good. I can’t wait.” She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. Ethan tasted the strong flavor of his cum on her tongue. He put his hands on her ass and squeezed her tight. She ground her wet crotch on his thigh, soaking her juices through the fabric.
“I want you to tie me up.”
His mind ran wild with ideas of tieing Kiva to her bed as he went down the stairs. Each new idea made his cock throb again, until it was hard enough to hurt. He had forgotten about Colleen waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. She looked at the bulge in his jeans, then up to his eyes.
“Why did you come over here to do it with Kiva?”
“I didn’t. I came over here to do it with you.”
“And since I wasn’t available, you decided to make due with her, instead?”
“On the contrary. I decided there would be nothing wrong if Kiva and I wanted to make love with each other.”
“Well, now you’ve had me and my daughter and Casey’s mother. All you need is Casey to complete the circle.”
“I’ve already done it with Casey, but not with Kiva. We barely got started.”
“But you’ll finish it, I’m sure.”
“Are you mad at me, Colleen?”
Colleen blushed. “Not at all. I’m sorry if I sound mad. I guess I’m just a little jealous of my daughter. But that’s silly.” She put her hand over the bulge of his cock.
“It is. Don’t let it bother you.” He started for the door. “I don’t belong to Kiva exclusively. Or any other woman, for that matter. You know that.”
“Yes, I do, Ethan. You don’t need to school me.”
“You’re right. Good-bye.”
“Good-bye, Ethan,” she said and closed the door behind him.
Ethan sat in his car with the radio on until Colleen’s husband arrived and got out of his car. He was a handsome man. Ethan wished he could be in his place that night when he went to bed with Colleen. Of course, he doubted it would look good if he was Colleen’s husband and went across the hall in the middle of the night to his daughter’s room.
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