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   The basement of my aunt's house belongs to me!  I was steaming in anger,
thinking about how she had come in from her small town, four years older
than me, 18 to 14, and taken the subterranean bedroom.  Thank God Ali had
agreed to share the upstairs bedroom with his younger sister when we sleep
over.  I love the basement and its porn-watching capabilities.
   Now it was July 2, and the first time we had slept over since Ali had
arrived at 114 Springhurst.  It was around 11:00 p.m., and everyone else in
the house was in bed, asleep.  I was about to start jacking off before
watching some TV and going to bed, when I had a sudden urge to check the
browser history.  Why not see what Little Miss 96% Average had been up to
in her spare time.  I scanned the list: Google, Wikipedia, Hulu, Google
Docs, New York Times, and there it was PornHub: Female Friendly.  I knew
for a fact that it wasn't me because I have no interest in female-friendly
porn.  I grinned widely.  Perfect Ali had screwed up...
   The next morning I cornered her as my aunt and sister went out to do
errands.  I was a bit grumpy because I had had to set my watch alarm to
9:00 a.m.  to make sure I'd be up in time.  She was eating Cheerios while
reading the paper at the kitchen counter.  "So, Ali, I guess you can't get
a boyfriend?" I asked, pretending to be cheerful.
   "What the heck are you talking about?" she replied, bewildered.
   I slipped a printout of the Internet Explorer history page onto the
table, "PornHub, eh?  Is that the best you could find?"
   I could tell from the array of emotions flashing across her face what
she was thinking.  At first she was going to deny it, then admit it, but
then she decided on ridicule.  "Oh yeah, like I would watch porn.  Nice
one, Andrew."
   I pointed at the printout, and watched as the colour slowly drained from
her face.  "I-you?...how?"
   "I guess you havent heard of clearing your browser history, eh?" I
responded, trying to seem at ease.
   "You've got no proof it was me!" she came back, angry now.
   That's when I told her about the webcam.  It was integrated into the
computer monitor, and I had made a point of leaving it on when I had left
last time.  She evidently hadn't noticed.
   "OK.  If I did watch it, which I'm not saying I did, then what do you
want from me?"
   "That's simple," I replied calmly, "I want you to suck me off."
   "What?!?" she shrieked, "Are you out of your friggin' mind?"
   "Oh yes, you're right.  I'll just go email the video and the web history
to your parents, your school principal, and all your friends.  See you!" I
turned and started walking away.
   She hesitated a second before calling out, "Wait.  What if I just jack
you off?  Would that be enough?" she asked.
   "No way.  Either you suck my cock, or that email gets sent out." I
answered her.
   She hesistated again, wavering back and forth.  "Fine," she said at
last, "but you promise not to send the email?"
   "Sure," I responded, my cock beginning to harden inside my boxers,
"Let's go down to the basement."
   *****
   I stood backing onto the bed, with Ali starting to kneel down in front
of me.  "Unbutton my jeans, and take them off," I commanded her.
   I guess I should stop here to describe Ali.  She was about 18 years old,
with blonde hair going slightly past the shoulder.  She was quite petite,
but around five foot ten in height.  Her tits were nice, around a B cup I
guess, but I'm no expert.  But back to business.
   She pulled down my jeans, so that I was standing there with just my
boxers on.  She rubbed my boxers with her cheek, making an effort to be
sexy.  On a sudden whim, I ordered her to take her shirt off.  Her eyes
seemed to beg me, but I held firm, and didn't say anything.  She took off
her t-shirt, revealing a tight blue lace bra, covering her firm, pert tits.
Looking up at my stiff cock, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue up
and down my shaft.  I could tell instanty that this wasn't her first tme
doing this.  She teased the head of my cock with her tongue, flicking it
over the tip.  I moaned softly as she started bobbing her head up and down
my cock.  The rhythmic feelings of intense pleasure nearly made me cum
right away.  She kept going, faster and faster.  Suddenly I had an idea. 
"Deep-throat me."
   She was so shocked that she stopped right away.  "Wha-"
   "You know what I mean!  No!" I cut her off angrily.
   Taking my rock-hard dick in both hands, she slowly slid it all the way
down her throat, until barely anything was left outside of her mouth.  She
moved it back out, then bgan her bobbing again.  I groaned and then pulled
my cock out of her mouth, spraying milky white cum all over her hot young
face.  She looked shocked, but then reluctantly began to lick the cum off
of my cock.  Good girl.  She was learning.  As I pulled my boxers back up,
I said devilishly "Now, about that promise..."
   The End
  
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