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My daughter's Julie's friend Lindsay had spent time at our house, had come over for pool parties, and had stayed the night. She had always been an enjoyable part of our evenings. Earlier in the summer when Lindsay spent the night, Julie had gone to bed, my wife had gone to work, and one thing led to another. I found out just how outgoing and persuasive Lindsay could be. I also found out how sexual she was at seventeen-years-old.
What we'd done passed any expectations I'd had of a friend of my daughter's who I hadn't known for more than a year. She'd moved to town with her mom, had been coming over off and on as part of my daughter's social circle, and one night we ended up in the living room doing shit I never thought we'd be doing.
Don't get me wrong. I'd fucked around quite a bit. I'm not bragging. I'm just being honest.
My wife is a prude, vanilla, lame as hell, and has little to no interest in sex. When opportunities had come up over a period of time, I knew the risks and consequences, but I took the risks and took the time to find out how far I could go. I'm not kidding when I say the pussy had been amazing, the sex off the wall and random, and I'd gotten off more in the past year than I had in probably ten years of marriage.
Lindsay was as outgoing and sexual as anyone I'd ever met for her age. Very blunt, very open, very verbal, and very not afraid to go for what she wanted. Which resulted in her and me fucking on my living room floor. For a girl her age, she had the most goddamn petite body I'd seen. A nice firm set of boobs, a patch of blonde pubic hair that barely covered her pussy lips, and I got off intensely eating her out, making her cum, and fucking her until she let me pop inside her without a condom on. It was intense.
Last night made it even better.
When we'd had sex the previous time, my daughter had walked in, scaring the shit out of us. I was thankful that she knew my history, understood what had gone on, and just told us to "not get caught," and told Lindsay, "don't go having a fucking baby or some shit. That's the last thing anyone needs."
Lindsay had laughed, told her that, "I like to fuck. I don't like to make babies," and told her not to worry.
Thanksgiving was not what I'd expected.
Our typical Thanksgiving was a family get-together, having dinner, hanging out, watching football, and later evening everyone crashing. I knew I had the day off on Friday, so I expected we "might" stay up later than normal. But what I didn't expect was the fact that Julie had invited Lindsay to stay for dinner. Although they'd had their differences, much to my surprise, my wife said it was okay for her to come over and spend the night.
I had my hopes.....
After dinner, everything went as planned. We were chilling out, having a good time, watching football, and then my wife surprised me.
"I forgot to tell you. I'm heading to my mom's house tonight. I told her I'd come over and spend the night and we'd go shopping tomorrow morning," she said.
I just looked at her and said, "Okay."
She asked me if I wanted to go. I declined and said I'd prefer to stay home, watch TV and crash whenver I felt like sleeping. I told her I'd rather not go to the mall and deal with all the bullshit.
Much to my surprise, my daughter Julie said that she was going to go spend the night over there. I looked at her, looked at Lindsay, and then looked at my wife.
"Well, I'll take Lindsay home when you guys are ready to go. That's fine." I said.
Lindsay looked at me, nodded her head, and said, "Yeah. They told me a bit ago. I thought I'd crash here, but I get it. No worries. My mom and step dad are home, so it's chill if you want to take me home."
I agreed.
My wife and daughter Julie left about a half hour later. I got around, put on a coat and shoes and Lindsay joined me. We headed into the garage, got into the car, and backed out of the driveway. We watched them head off, and as they turned the corner, she looked at me and smirked.
"Stop the car," Lindsay said.
"What?" I said. I was confused.
"Stop the car," Lindsay said.
I did as she asked.
She turned, unhooked the seat belt, leaned into me, and looked in my eyes. I looked at her. She leaned in and planted a kiss on my mouth.
I kissed her back. She reached over, took my face, pulled it near her, and kissed me again. I slid my tongue in her mouth. She gasped. I touched her tongue with mine, and we started making out in the car right there on the side of the road.
I felt Lindsay's hand in my lap, she was caressing my crotch.
I laughed.
"What?" Lindsay said.
"You really are a hormone aren't you?" I said.
She laughed again and spoke.
"Well, you sure didn't seem to mind it the last time we hooked up. Are you complaining?" Lindsay said.
"Fuck no. I thought it was great. Holy Jesus, you were amazing and pretty damn incredible. Thank God Julie didn't shit herself," I said.
Lindsay laughed.
"Nope. We talked about it. She gets it. She knows you and the missus don't have much going on. And speaking of that, they're gone for the night. Julie told me she was going to do that because we hadn't had any time together since earlier in the summer. Want to pick up where we left off?" Lindsay said.
"You serious? Fuck yes. Where?" I said.
She looked at me, looked over her shoulder and smiled.
"Well, you live a block down the road. I couldn't think of a better place," Lindsay said.
I couldn't turn my fucking car around fast enough and get down the street. Holy shit. My hormones went into fucking overdrive.
I parked in the garage. I saw Lindsay on the phone. I didn't say anything.
"I'm texting Julie to make sure they're staying. Just in case you're wondering," LIndsay said.
I laughed.
"You're serious? You planned this?" I said.
"Yup. I did. I wanted to plan this shit earlier, but with family stuff, things going on, your life, schedule, and all that, just didn't happen," Lindsay said.
We got into the basement. She pushed me against the wall and we started making out. My hands went up her back, up her shirt, down her waist, across her hips, and down her legs. She was gasping as we were making out. I slid my hands up her shirt and started touching her bra and then caressing her boobs. She was panting and shoving her tongue down my fucking throat.
"Oh goddam. We really need to go upstairs," Lindsay said.
"No. We don't. There's a couch down here. Let's start here," I said.
Lindsay looked at the couch. She started pulling her shirt off. She dropped it to the floor. She was walking across the basement floor and I saw her reaching down and unhook her pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them. She turned around and stood there in nothing but a bra and jeans.
She slid her jeans the rest of the way down and stepped out of them.
I stood there in my jeans and t-shirt, staring at Lindsay who was wearing a peach bra and matching panties. And I felt my fucking dick ready to burst in my jeans.
"Off they go. Your turn," Lindsay said.
I stripped off my jeans. Took off my shirt, and stood there in my bikini underwear.
Lindsay took off her bra. I felt my dick jerk in my underwear.
She stared at me as she bent down. Off came her underwear.
Lindsay stood there, her petite body, firm boobs, and her little patch of pubic hair, naked as fuck in my basement. I walked over to her. She walked up to me. And without a word, put her hand on my waist and pulled my underwear down.
My dick sprang out.
She smiled, and dropped to her knees. Without a word, Lindsay looked up at me, smiled, and took my dick in her hand.
Then she moved her head down to it, put it in her mouth, and she slid her mouth all the way down my shaft.
I almost fucking came.
She slurped, and I felt her teeth gently rubbing against my rock hard dick.
I watched her curly blonde hair bobbing up and down was she was sucking on me. I stood there, my fucking knees jelly, and I was so afraid that she'd keep doing it until I couldn't hold back.
She pulled her head back and stood up.
I walked up to her, pushed my hard dick between her legs, slid my hands around her back, slid them down her small petite little ass, pulled her against me, and stuck my tongue in her mouth.
For the next ten minutes or so, a heavy make out session, my hands wandering around her naked body, touching her boobs, tweaking her nipples, touching her stomach, and wandering down to her pubic area. Touching her pubic hair, I heard her gasp, that was all it took.
I pushed her back on the basement couch. I pushed her thighs apart.
"Lick me like you did before. Put your mouth between my legs. Make me cum like you did before. I want it so fucking bad. I've gotten myself off every day since the last time we did it, fantasizing it was you doing it," Lindsay said.
I buried my face between her legs, and started licking.
Less than two minutes into it, she screamed and soaked my face with her cum. She shoved her pussy in my face, kept cumming, dripping all over my face, and didn't stop for what seemed to be eternity.
When she was done, she laid back on the couch. She looked up and smiled at me.
I was on my knees, and I wanted to fuck her so goddamn bad that my body was shaking.
Lindsay stood up, without a word, took me by the hand, turned me around, pushed me back on the couch, and got on her knees.
She took my hard dick in her mouth. She stared at me and started moving her hand. Gently at first, and then faster.
"Goddamn Lindsay. That's really fucking amazing. It is. I don't really want you to stop. But you do know, if you don't stop, I'm gonna have a huge messy fucking accident that won't be an accident," I said.
Lindsay looked up at me and smirked. And I'll be goddamned if her eyes didn't seem to sparkle.
"Well, I don't normally do this just so you know. I mean, I like it for you, but I won't do it otherwise. And well, it won't be an accident if I make you do it will it?" she said.
I just laughed.
And then Lindsay said to me, "And how long would it take for your sexy ass to want to do it again after?"
I looked at her. "About a half hour. Maybe 35 minutes," I said.
And holy fucking God if Lindsay didn't take my dick in her hand, smile at me, and gently start rubbing it. And without warning, she went down on me and took it almost all the way in her seventeen-year-old mouth.
I saw her head bobbing up and down. She was moving her hand on my dick. Her blonde curls were moving, and she kept going, and going. I knew it was going to happen, I felt it. My balls tightened up, My dick got bigger than it already was, and I had to warn her. "Oh my fucking God, Lindsay, Please. If you don't stop, I'm gonna..."
And she put her mouth all the way down on my dick. I exploded in Lindsay's mouth.
And holy fucking God if she didn't keep going. I was gasping, thrusting my dick in her mouth, and feeling her mouth going down and up and down and up. Then when I was done, limp, my dick completely soft, and I was empty and wasted. Lindsay lifted her head up and smiled.
She'd sucked my dick until I came. And swallowed it all.
And then she said, "They're not coming home tonight. Can we go upstairs?"
To be continued...
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