Subject:     Doing Me With My Parents Home 
Story Codes: mf f-solo oral voy 
Diary Date:  October 21, 1999 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

Steve and I had been doing it almost daily since he took my virginity back in 
the summer.  Usually we did it in his car or at one of our homes when nobody 
was around.  This time I wanted him to do me when my parents were home.  
Steve was a bit worried at first but once we got started, he soon forgot all 
about them!

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1  Sex With Steve  
   Chapter 2  Watching TV With Steve and My Parents  
   Chapter 3  In My bedroom With Steve  
   Chapter 4  After Steve Left


Chapter 1  Sex With Steve
==========================

Theres something special about Steve, something about him that no other boy 
will ever have so far as I am concerned.  Simply put, he was my first, the 
first boy I sucked, the first boy to fuck me, the one I gave my virginity to.   
Whenever were together, I am always reminded of what he has of mine which 
gives him a special place in my heart nobody can ever take.

From what Ive heard, I was a lot luckier than most girls in that I actually 
enjoyed my first time.  Of course there was some pain when he broke through 
my hymen, but I was well prepared for it thanks to my wise mother who gave me 
the talk well ahead of time.  In my case, it not only included the 
mechanics of sex, but also how to prepare myself for my first time.  It also 
didn't hurt that I was NOT Steves first.  I can only imagine what it would 
have been like to have been with another virgin at the time, both of us 
nervous and unsure of ourselves.  At least with Steve, one of us knew what we 
were doing!

What makes Steve even extra special for me is that even after he got what I 
knew he wanted from the moment he first looked at me, he didn't just dump me 
afterwards like I was some notch on his belt the way some guys do.  One of my 
closest friends had such a horror story where her guy was sweet and kind at 
first but once she let him in her panties he never talked to her again  
although he wasn't afraid to tell every guy in school hed scored with her.   
Here we were, over three months later, and Steve was still dating me 
exclusively which made me feel very special.

For all these reasons, and maybe mixed with a little concern over having to 
deal with a different guy, I had not even dated another guy since our first 
time, let alone had sex with anyone else.  Steve was still the only boy to 
get to home plate with me  and was making the rounds of the bases as fast as 
he could run!  Sometimes I dont know who wants it more, him or me.  Now it 
seems that its all we do whenever we get together.  Even so, it seems the 
more we do it, the more I want it.

Steves parents were divorced and he lived at home with his mom, sister and 
brother.  His sister Sharon was one of my best friends and it was through her 
that I met Steve in the first place. His younger brother was a pain, always 
trying to look up my skirt or whatever whenever I was at their house.  Sharon 
knew all about what Steve and I did but rather than being upset or 
embarrassed, she thought it was cool that her friend and brother were doing 
it.

When youre our age, there arent as many options as to where to have sex.  
Of course theres always the family car where Steve had screwed me a number 
of times in both the front and back seats; but it was awkward and lost its 
allure after the first few times.  We did it most anywhere we could get away 
with it  movie theaters, parks, school, church, even the school playground.  
The best times, though, were when our parents were out and we had our 
bedrooms to ourselves and could relax and be comfortable.  Not to say we 
always did it in a bed, but you get the picture.

There was ONE minor detail that Steve didnt know about, and that was the 
extent to which my parents knew what he was doing with their daughter.  My 
mom has always been my closest friend and since I was a little girl I have 
confided everything to her.  She was the first person I told after I gave 
Steve my first BJ and the first after Steve took my virginity.  She taught me 
to masturbate and even kept an open offer to me to use her impressive 
collection of dildos she kept in the drawer by her bed (I prefer my fingers 
so I don't use them all that much).  When I was eight she caught me watching 
my dad masturbate and that same night she had me hold my dads dick to 
understand what was happening to him.   You can imagine how shocked I was at 
that age to see his cum spurting from his cock all over me!  Even though Ive 
not touched him since, at least I understood at an early age how a male penis 
worked.

Given how much my parents knew, it was sort of funny to watch Steve try to 
pretend nothing sexual was going on between us when we were around my 
parents.   If he only knew I told them everything each time I came home from 
a date.  Heck, they even knew about how Steves mom had joined in with us a 
couple of weeks earlier.  Steve would have probably died had he known they 
knew about that particular day, especially the part where he fucked his own 
mother right in front of me!


Chapter 2  Watching TV With Steve and My Parents
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So now it was a typical Thursday night with Steve over at my house watching 
TV with me.  We were suppose to be doing homework but there were a couple of 
shows I wanted to watch first so we were on the couch together, watching 
along with my parents.  Steve had his arm around me with his hand resting on 
the back of the couch which I found rather amusing.  Had we been alone I knew 
where it would be  groping my boobs! They may not be as big as the ones on 
the other girls he use to date, but he seemed to enjoy playing with them all 
the same and I certainly didnt mind! Obviously it was my parents presence 
that was keeping him from fondling me which was comical considering it was no 
big deal for ME to play with them when he wasnt around.

Growing up as an only child, my parents treated me as an adult from an early 
age, or at least not as condescending as most parents are with their kids.  
They spoke to me like I was an equal rather than a child, discussing matters 
from religion and politics to even sex with no holds barred.  I hesitate to 
say we had an open home when it came to nudity as too many people use that 
term to describe something I consider kinky.  At our house we dont run 
around naked or deliberately expose ourselves to each other, and NEVER with 
any sexual intentions.  For instance, we have always been nude in the hot tub 
for as long as I can remember but going to and from the tub we usually wear a 
towel or robe.   I started sleeping in the nude when I was twelve, at first 
to mimic my parents and then getting to where I just enjoyed the comfort that 
comes without wearing anything to bed.  However, once I get up I immediately 
put something on to cover myself up to some extent.  Thus unless Im dressing 
or passing between the bathroom and my bedroom, my parents didn't usually see 
me nude around the house unless Im masturbating.

Speaking of masturbation, thats another thing I have a hard time 
understanding when it comes to other families.  For me, I was taught that 
masturbation is healthy and something everyone needs to do from time to time.  
How much depends on the person.  When I or my parents feel inclined, 
depending on how bad the need we might wait until we are alone or if things 
are bad enough, then we just do it where we are without embarrassment.  The 
key is it is still a private thing, regardless of where you are, and we would 
never do it with any intention of putting on some kind of sick show or 
whatever.  I mean, if Im watching a show and getting turned on by some stud, 
why not just do it then and there instead of putting it off until I go to 
bed? Steve was a little surprised the first time I masturbated in front of 
him and it took some convincing on my part to get him to do it with me 
around.   Why does our culture make it seem like something bad to do when 
other people are around?

Sitting by Steve, I couldn't help but look at his lap and dream about his 
lovely dick hiding there beneath his jeans.  Mmmmmmm, what I could do with it 
at that moment!  God I love his cock! I dont think Ill ever grow tired of 
seeing him grow hard, or especially feeling it getting bigger in my mouth 
when I suck him.   Knowing its me thats causing this reaction in him makes 
me feel incredibly hot and sexy! I wouldve loved to reach down and unzip his 
jeans, pulling his wonderful dick out and sucking it right there and then on 
the couch.  As much as Steve loved me to suck his cock, I knew that he would 
be pretty freaked out if I did it now with my parents in the same room so I 
just had to dream about it.

My pussy was getting warmer by the minute as I started thinking more about 
his dick than the TV show.  If he hadnt been there I wouldve been fingering 
myself by now but again, I doubted that he was ready to deal with me doing 
myself with my parents in the room.  From my perspective, I wouldve been 
doing it while my parents were in the room rather than doing it in front 
of my parents but I doubted he was ready to understand the subtle but 
important difference.  Really, it wasn't like I had sex with my parents or 
anything like that! Even then, who was he to say anything anyway?

I was squirming more and more as I got hornier and hornier.  My mom sneaked a 
peak at me, now and then, just smiling and shaking her head.  She knew what 
was going on with me and no doubt it amused her to see my discomfort.  She 
often teased my about how horny I was all the time, even going so far as to 
say when I was younger that my pussy would wear out if I kept playing with it 
so much.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore.  If I didn't get my hands on that 
incredible dick, and get them on it soon, I was going to go bonkers!

Hey Steve, dont you think we should get started on our homework? I asked 
innocently.

If you guys want to do it down here, we can turn the TV down if that would 
help, my dad chimed in.  As much as I loved my dad, I could have killed him!  
He knew full well what my true intentions were and the last thing I needed 
now was him teasing me!

Mom! I whined, looking at my mom for support.

John..., my mom said, giving my dad a look telling him to leave me alone. My 
dad took the hint quickly and went back to his newspaper, ignoring me again 
for the moment at least.


Chapter 3  In My bedroom With Steve
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Cmon Steve, lets go up to my room, I said, sitting up straight and 
grabbing his hand.

You sure? he asked, looking at my parents and then back at me.

Dont be a fuddy dud, just come on! I huffed, standing up and pulling him 
up off the couch.  I gave my parents a wave and a little smile and we were 
off for my room.  With the family room in the basement and my bedroom on the 
second floor, it was a bit of a climb but I would have climbed Mount Everest 
at that moment if it meant getting fucked by Steve.  Once in my bedroom, I 
hopped up on my bed and laid out flat with my head on the pillow.  Steve 
started to close the door but I raised my hand to stop him.

Leave it partly open, I told him.

But what if your parents come up here?

The stairs squeak so its better to leave the door open so well hear them 
coming than to close it and have them surprise us, dont you think?

He seemed to think about it for a minute and then shrugged his shoulders, 
accepting my logic, as twisted as it may have been.

Well, you just going to stand there or are you going to take my clothes 
off? I teased him, rolling back and forth on my bed.

Steve took another look at the door which he had left open a couple of inches 
before turning back to me.  One thing I loved about Steve, he was as horny as 
any sixteen year-old boy could be and once his little head started to do the 
thinking, the big one lost all control.  Right now he would do most anything 
to fuck me, and I knew it!

Steve came to my bedside and reached down to undo the zipper on my jeans.  
When ever we started doing it, I found it interesting to see where he wanted 
to start with me and unzipping my jeans was always a good sign.  My boobs 
werent exactly the most developed but my pussy and ass were light years 
ahead so it wasn't surprising where he wanted to get to first.  After undoing 
the zipper, I raised my hips up to make it easier for him to pull my tight 
jeans down off my hips and over my legs until he had them off of me and 
tossed them to the floor.  Knowing that I had planned for the evening, I 
hadnt bothered with panties so my fuzzy brown pussy was now exposed for him 
to view and his eyes were fixated on it for the moment.

You like my little pussy Steve? I asked him in my best imitation of a nine 
year-old girl.  I put my hand down to it and ran my fingers through the short 
fuzzy hair that covered it.  It was nothing compared to the thick thatch of 
black curly hair that covered my moms, but I knew someday it would grow 
more.   Heck, some of my friends were already shaving theirs but for now, Id 
waited too long for it to come in and I was happy to have it.  I ran a finger 
down between my moist pussy lips and toyed with my tight pussy hole, then ran 
it back up again to my stiffening clit.

I love to play with my pussy while you watch, I murmured, Do you like to 
watch me touch myself Steve?

Of course he did but I still loved to hear him tell me so.  Having him watch 
me was hot but listening to him tell me how much I was turning him on made it 
so much better!

You look so hot when you touch yourself, he said softly, as if he didn't 
want to speak too loud or I might stop or something.  Fat chance of THAT 
happening!

Show me how it turns you on, I demanded, I want to see your cock.

Steves eyes didn't leave my hand as I worked it over my clit and pussy but 
his own hands were unbuckling his belt and then undoing his jeans no sooner 
than the words left my mouth.  Wed been dating long enough that he knew what 
I really wanted.  His pants dropped to his ankles but he just left them there 
as his underwear soon followed and his hard dick protruded out from below his 
sweatshirt.  I loved it when he got hard like he was now.  A guy could say 
anything he wanted and who knew if he as telling the truth, but when he 
looked at you and his dick grew the way Steves was now, there was no doubt 
what he was thinking!

Stroke your dick Steve, I said, show me how I turn you on... show me what 
you do at night in bed when you think of me.

He started to stroke his dick with his right hand and my mouth went dry as I 
imagined my mouth on it instead of his hand.  THAT would come soon, I had no 
doubt whatsoever, but in the meantime I loved seeing him jerking off for me.  
I took a moment to pull off my own sweatshirt, leaving myself nude on my bed 
in front of him.

Do you like my body? I whispered to him as I cupped one of my small breasts 
in my hand while I went back to my pussy with the other.

Steve just nodded, his hand really going to town now on his dick.  The way he 
was going, I wondered how long he was going to hold out!

Tell me Steve, do you like looking at my fourteen year-old body? I teased 
him.   I knew I didn't have the figure that girls older than me had.  Heck, I 
didn't have the figure most of the girls MY age had.  There was one thing 
different though, mine was fully exposed to him and he knew he could do 
almost anything he wanted with it.

Youre so beautiful, he sighed, perhaps as much from his jerking off as 
anything else.

You want me, dont you Steve? Tell me how bad you want me.  Oh god yes...
I want you Kelly!

Show me how much you want me, make yourself cum for me.

Almost there, he said, panting from his exertions.  He hadnt moved from 
the spot he started at, his pants still around his ankles as his hand stroked 
his dick even faster now.

Cum in my mouth... I want you to cum in my mouth, I quickly told him, 
anxious not to waste one drop of his precious cum.  From experience, I knew 
there was plenty more tonight where this was about to come from so why not 
get started right?

Steve shuffled over to my head and I turned to face him.  I opened my mouth 
just in time as he groaned and put his cock up against my tongue, then he 
started shooting sperm all over it.  More loads quickly followed it, most of 
them going in my mouth and pooling in my cheek.  A little bit dripped from my 
mouth and went down the side of my face and for some reason, one of his shots 
totally missed my mouth and went into my hair on the side of my head and 
cheek.  When he finished I reached out and grabbed his dick, pulling it into 
my mouth and sucking the last drops of cum from it.  He shuddered as my 
tongue played over his sensitive cock head.

Oh that feels so good, he gasped.

I let his cock drop from my mouth so I could swallow his cum.  It was hard 
laying down so I sat up to make it easier to gulp the gooey mixture down.   
Steves was the only cum I had ever tasted and although at first I wasn't too 
sure about it, over time I had grown to love the flavor of him and couldn't 
wait for my next mouthful.

Mmmmmmm, that tastes SO good, I said with a grin on my face.  I used the 
sheet to wipe it off my face and chin.  My mom washed my sheets every couple 
of days anyway as I tended to gush when I masturbated and came and so she 
insisted on cleaning the sheets regularly.

Steves cock didn't even waver after he came, remaining hard as a rock, ready 
for more action.

Well, you finally ready to fuck me? I teased him as I stretched back on my 
bed.  I felt like such a blatant slut, exposing myself shamelessly to him.  I 
couldn't keep my eyes off his hard dick as I could only imagine the nasty 
thoughts that must be running through his head about now as he looked down at 
his fourteen year-old girlfriend, exposing herself and offering herself to 
him like some whore hed picked up on the streets of downtown Pittsburgh.  
Only difference was I didn't charge  at least not money.

You better believe it! Steve laughed as he took off his shoes and socks so 
he could get his jeans off finally before he killed himself tripping over 
them.   His sweatshirt quickly joined the pile of clothes on the floor and 
then my handsome boyfriend was standing nude next to my bed.  Mmmmmmm, I 
loved looking at him naked and my pussy tingled again as I thought of how 
badly he wanted me judging from the stiffness of his stick that was sticking 
up in the air out from his crotch.  It amazed me how he could carry all that 
between his legs and still walk!

But what if my parents catch us? I asked naughtily.  Of course, I knew the 
REAL answer to that question but was interesting in getting his reaction.  
Sure enough, for a moment he looked to the door and I could see the flicker 
of fear in his eyes.

Ummmmm... are you sure I shouldnt shut the door all the way?

I spun on my back so my legs draped over the side of my bed and my head was 
against the side rail by the wall of my daybed.  Grabbing the rail with both 
hands behind my bed for support, I lifted my legs up and over me, spreading 
them wide to give him a perfect view of my pussy and asshole.  I almost 
laughed as I realized it was like a scene straight from one of my dads porn 
movies.

Quit worrying about my parents and pay attention to me, I pouted.  I 
wiggled my bare bottom naughtily at him and grinned, Besides, Ive got 
something waiting for you.

When a sixteen year-old buy is standing naked in front of a fourteen year-old 
girl spread out nude on front of him, her legs back like a stripper giving a 
front-row view of her crotch, was it any surprise he suddenly seemed to 
forget all about her parents? Steve moved up to the edge of my bed and leaned 
forward such that my naked ass and thighs were pressed against him.  He took 
my legs by the ankles and pushed them back further, letting his dick drag 
over my wet pussy that was craving him so badly.  His hips moved in and out 
as he rubbed his cock against the outside of my pussy, wetting it and letting 
the hard shaft glide over my clit.

God that feels so good Steve, I moaned, Put it in me... I want to be 
fucked... God I want you to fuck me so bad!

If my parents hadnt been two stories down they would have surely heard me as 
in my uncontrolled lust I couldn't keep my voice level down any lower.  It 
wasn't like I was exactly shouting but my voice was loud and firm, reflecting 
the sexual tension in me that was building up literally by the second as his 
hard dick continued to tease the exterior of my wet pussy.

Thats it... beg for it you dirty slut, he teased me, Now its your turn to 
tell ME how much you want it... Cmon, tell me, how bad does your naughty pussy 
want my big dick?

It was all part of the game wed grown to play the more we did it.  At first 
we just fucked for the sake of fucking.  There was nothing very emotional or 
exotic; we just stripping down and him pushed it in me and we both came as 
quickly as possible.  It was as if at first if we were afraid that if we 
didn't do it fast then maybe something would happen to stop us.  Over the 
past few months, the more he fucked me the more I learned to appreciate the 
emotional side of sex.  Each time he did me it became more emotional and less 
just about the physical pleasure.  I learned why my mom claimed that good 
sex was at least 80% emotions and 20% or less physical manipulation.  I grew 
to love the teasing, the taunting, the dirty talk, the name calling.  As much 
as Steve wanted to hear me beg for him to fuck me, in reality I loved telling 
him even more.  I loved it when he called me a slut or a bitch.  It made me 
feel like naughty girl in a wonderful, sexy way.

God I want you in me,,, fuck me Steve... please!!!!... put your hard dick 
inside of me... I want you to fuck me and then cum inside of me, I pleaded, 
going on and on as he continued rubbing his hard shaft over me, now and then 
letting his head push against my waiting pussy hole, taunting me and then 
pulling back away again just as I thought he was about to push it in me.  
Each time I was sure he was going to give in and put it in me and each time 
he pulled back I felt an increasing sense of urgency and absolute NEED to 
have him in me, no less than I needed to breath.

Fortunately for me now, maybe when he got older Steve would be able to hold 
out longer but not at this age.  His horny dick was taking complete control 
of him and there was only so long it could rub against me without demanding 
to be shoved inside of me.  As I twisted and turned, my body screaming for 
his dick,  I noticed a slight movement outside my door.  God, someone was 
watching! The door was barely open so I couldn't see who it was but who else 
could it be except for my father? Damn, how had he managed to sneak up 
without hitting one of the squeaking boards? I never seemed to be able to do 
it in all the years I had tried sneaking upstairs without notifying my 
parents!

I turned my head back quickly as I didn't want Steve to wonder what I was 
looking at.  It was enough for me to know my dad was watching without 
actually seeing him.  What was he thinking now, seeing his fourteen year-old 
daughter on her back, begging her boyfriend to fuck her like some nasty whore 
in heat? It was like a scene straight out of one of his teen amateur porn 
movies that he loved to watch except in this case I was the underage teen and 
not just some whore of a porn actress.  Was he getting excited watching us? 
On the one hand I couldn't imagine my own father getting a hard-on watching 
his daughter being fucked but then again, as I was so often reminded by him 
AND my mom, he WAS a guy and guys can get turned on no matter who it is.  IF 
he was getting an erection I was sure it wasn't because his DAUGHTER was 
being fucked but rather it was the image of a fourteen year-old slut being 
fucked right in front of him.   Who could blame him for jerking off under the 
circumstances? I had little doubt he was knowing how he reacted to seeing it 
on TV.

Now that my dad was watching I wanted Steve to fuck me all the more if that 
was even possible.  God, Steve had no idea he was about to fuck me right in 
front of my own father! It was one thing a few weeks ago for us to find out 
his mom was watching, but for some reason it just seemed more erotic to me 
for a dad to see his daughter being fucked than for a mom to watch her son 
fucking a girl.  Maybe it was the fact I always thought of myself as a 
daddys girl, safe in his arms and secure when he was with me.  As much as 
he had heard about the things Steve and I had done, for him to finally see 
with his own eyes the sexual side of his only daughter was incredibly erotic, 
at least for me.

Steve finally had his dick positioned at the entrance to my pussy and without 
any more teasing he thrust his strong hips forward, driving himself in me 
just enough for the tip of his dick to spread me apart but not enough to 
fully penetrate me.

Quit teasing me, dammit! Fuck me! Fuck Me! I begged him.  I wasn't just 
playing games now, I really DID want him to stop teasing me and get on with 
it.   There comes a point in foreplay when the fun and games is over, when 
you just need to be fucked and get it over with.  Well, I had long since 
passed that threshold!

OK, you asked for it, he mumbled more to himself as I felt him lean into 
me.   My pussy felt like it was splitting open, driving my legs apart as his 
cock head forced its way into me.  It felt tight enough around my finger let 
alone pushing something in several times larger.  I lifted my head and looked 
down past my flat stomach where I watched and then gasped as the smooth head 
disappeared inside of me.  It was fascinating to see it move inside of me 
while at the same time I could feel it as it filled me up inside.  It was 
sort of surreal in a way to relate the feeling in me with the sight of his 
cock entering me.  It was like watching one of my dads porn movies and 
seeing the guys cock penetrating the whores cunt yet at the same time this 
incredible sense of pleasure and lust erupted inside of me as his thick shaft 
rubbed against the sensitive inner walls of my pussy.

Thats it Steve, dont stop, keep pushing it in me... deeper, I moaned.  
Despite the overwhelming sensations of being fucked, I was still aware that 
we had an audience and I tried to be sure to speak up loud enough for my dad 
to hear me as well.

Shit, youre always so fucking tight, Steve groaned, grunting as he kept 
the pressure on, pushing his dick up to the hilt inside of me.  Our crotches 
met, the base of his dick pushed up against the outside of my pussy.  Steve 
ground his crotch into me, our pubic hair intertwining.  His thick black hair 
mixed with my fuzzy brown , tickling me more than anything else.

Oh yes... dont move... just stay in me, I said softly as he held himself 
inside of me.

Steves cock was so erect it literally throbbed inside of me, allowing me 
feel his pulse deep inside of my pussy.  Now and then he unconsciously 
shuddered a bit and his dick would jerk in me but that was OK, as it added a 
sense of reality that no dildo could duplicate.  Finally, he couldn't hold 
back anymore and started stroking his cock in and out of me.  At first they 
were full length strokes where he would draw himself out of me to the point 
his dick almost would slip out and then drive back in as far as he could 
penetrate me.  As time went by the strokes shortened and got faster.  I knew 
what that meant so it was time to make a change if I didn't want this to end 
prematurely.

I want you to fuck me from behind, I gasped after we had fucked this way a 
while.  I had learned that while Steve would fuck me about any way I asked, 
he seemed to prefer good old missionary style and left to his own devices he 
would have stayed like this until he came.  I tend to be the more adventurous 
one, looking for new ways to fuck all the time.  It there was anything I 
liked about my dads porn collection, it was a great source of ideas!

Steve puffed his cheeks out and let his breath out, obviously a bit 
frustrated at having to stop, even for a few seconds.  I didn't care, I had 
needs to be filled too! I simply rolled over until my ass was up in the air, 
facing the side of the bed where he was still standing.  Spreading my legs 
slightly he quickly reinserted himself much more easily this time and was 
soon back in his rhythm again.  Less than ten seconds had passed, if that 
much, in the changeover so it wasn't like he had anything to complain about.

I like doggie style because it seems to allow for the deepest penetration by 
his dick.  Missionary was my overall favorite because I liked being able to 
see Steve and it also made him the dominate one.  Although I am not 
submissive by nature, I enjoy letting Steve THINK I am as it seems he gets 
much more inventive when he is in control.

Each time Steve rammed his dick in me it was like being spanked as his crotch 
slapped up noisily against my bare ass.  God, it was like he was going to 
push himself up inside my throat! Steves hands were on my hips and he used 
them like handles to pull me in and push me back out again in sync with his 
dick as he fucked me.  I quickly used it as an excuse to turn my head and 
sure enough, I could just make out the eye of someone peeking through the 
door.  It had to be my dad or else my mom had grown several inches taller in 
the past hour or so.  I would have loved to have mouthed something to him, 
like I love you daddy or something but Steve would have probably caught me 
and wondered what was going on.  I doubt he would have understood my father 
wanting to watch me getting fucked, undoubtedly turning it into some kinky 
male fantasy instead.

Hey, you wanna ride it? Steve asked between pants.  Well, why not? It was 
more work for me, of course, but I didn't doubt that he needed the break.

Steve pulled out and I backed off my bed to allow Steve to get up on it.  He 
laid out lengthwise, his wet dick sticking up like a flagpole from his crotch 
where the base was buried in.  Before jumping on board, I couldn't resist 
leaning over and taking a few mouthfuls for myself.  Mmmmmmm, I could even 
taste my pussy on his cock!

As much as I loved sucking his cock, I loved being fucked by it even more so 
regretfully I left his cock but I knew it would be there another night for me 
to enjoy it  many nights for that matter.  I got up on the bed and straddled 
his hips, sitting up straight so his cock was underneath me.  Reaching in 
with my hand, I grabbed the shaft and moved it under my pussy hole after 
which I dropped my weight down to drive it into me yet again.  By now I was 
getting a bit stretched out and together with being wetter than hell, his 
dick slid easily inside of me.  Once he was in me I dropped my weight down on 
him until he was buried inside of me and I was literally sitting on his 
crotch.  By swiveling my hips I could grind my pussy into his crotch, making 
his cock swivel around inside of me.  Leaning forward, I dropped to support 
myself with my hands on either of his shoulders, letting my boobs dangle just 
above his face (well, dangle might be entirely correct but you get the 
idea.

Suck my nipples, I whispered down to him as he lifted and then dropped his 
hips to cause his dick to move in and out of me without me having to do much 
of anything.  I lowered myself down as he raised his head and he took my 
nipples in his mouth one-by-one, sucking on one and then back to the there.  
I loved my boobs to be played with and sucked, especially my nipples which 
could be incredible sensitive at times.  Just wearing a loose shirts that 
moved across them as I walked was enough sometimes to harden them up like I 
was being laid.

Holding myself up with one hand, his mouth on my nipples and his dick in my 
pussy, I reached between us to finger my clit.  It was so swollen and 
sensitive I almost jumped off his dick when I first touched it.  It wasn't 
going to take much more to set me off, that much was for sure!

Im cumming Steve, I moaned as if it was necessary to tell Steve given the 
way my pussy was gripping his cock.  Steve had often complained, in a nice 
sort of way, that when I came it was like his cock was caught in a vise from 
the way my pussy would squeeze down on it when I was having an orgasm.  I 
couldn't help it, it was just a natural reaction that I had no control over.

It was all so wonderful, exactly what I had dreamed about for most of the day 
once I knew Steve would be coming over.  Finally, I was being fucked and 
sucked and now my pussy was exploding, causing my entire body to break out in 
goose bumps as I groaned and moaned from the seemingly impossibly strong 
waves of pleasure that were running though every part of my nude and sweating 
body.

Oh my god, it feels so good in me! I moaned loudly, throwing my head back 
as I sat up on his crotch, Steves dick imbedded in me like I was mounted on 
a pole.   My one hand stayed on my clit as the other played with my boob.

Steve just watched me as I kept myself going while sitting on his dick.  He 
had told me before it always amazed him how long I could maintain an orgasm, 
gripping his dick with my pussy and gushing my pussy cum over him as my body 
flushed.  Even when I had my eyes open it was like nothing was in focus, just 
a blur as my mind seemed to focus completely on what was happening between my 
legs.  I swore sometimes my hair even seemed to tingle when I came really 
hard as the sensations spread out all through my body.  Before Steve started 
fucking me, I used to cum pretty hard when I masturbated but those times were 
nothing compared to this, when a real dick was inside of me instead of my 
finger.

God, I loved to be fucked and at that moment all I knew was that I wanted 
Steve to do me as often as he could.  It was like he some sort of drug 
dealer, the guy I went to when I really wanted to get high except instead 
of using a drug I generated my own high within me.  I suppose it could be 
argued by some that the hormones and chemicals released in me when I orgasmed 
were no different than taking other drugs and that I could be getting 
hooked on them in the same way people get hooked on heroin.  Well, if that 
be the case then I really didn't care  it feels great, its legal, and I 
always have it with me! The only difference being the quality of my supply 
as it was always better when I got it from Steve.

Had nothing else happened my orgasm would have started winding down by now 
but Steve wasn't exactly taking all this lying down, if you know what I mean.   
Seeing me get off and feeling my pussy work his cock was enough to get Steve 
worked up as well and sure enough, he couldn't hold back anymore.  I have to 
admit I was caught a bit by surprise when I opened my eyes and looked down at 
Steve only to see his eyes close and a moan escape from him as he came again, 
this time in my pussy instead of my mouth.

Some girls claim they can't feel a guy when he cums in them but most, 
including me, would say otherwise.  Sure it may vary in intensity between 
guys or even between fuckings but I still feel something.  All I knew as 
sensitive as I was at this point, it was like a bomb went off in me as his 
dick swelled slightly and then seemed to explode as a felt his cum spewing 
from him and shooting deep inside of me.  It was just what I needed at that 
moment to revive my own orgasm, setting me off again.

Oh yeah Steve, thats it, cum in me, I cried out, not caring how loud I was 
this time.

One after the other, like machine gun fire, Steve emptied load after load of 
cum in me.  Rather than being smaller the second time, if anything it was 
like had even more than the first time when he came in my mouth.  My pussy 
felt like it was on fire as his final shot of sperm was deposited in me.  My 
pussy gripped him tight, like it was a milking machine attached to a cow 
except I was on top of him instead of hanging down below.

More... give it to me Steve, I gasped, I want it ALL in me... give me 
everything you've got!

Steve just grunted as his hips lifted up as if trying to push his dick in me 
further, instinctively trying to drive his sperm deeper into me like he was 
trying to mate with me.  Finally he was finished and I just fell forward, 
laying against his chest with his dick half in me.  We kissed for what seemed 
forever as my entire body seemed to sizzle with the heat of my passion for 
him.  Nobody had ever made me feel the way Steve did and I just wanted him to 
know how much I loved it when he fucked me.

You know, for a little girl you sure can get heavy, Steve said gently after 
a while.  I had no idea what time it was or how long we had been at it until 
I looked at the clock next to my bed.  Damn, wed been at it for well over an 
hour! I wondered if my dad was still watching but there was no way to turn my 
head around to look without being obvious about it.  In any case, he probably 
was gone by now since the show was essentially over.

I rolled over towards the wall, wedging myself on my side between the bed 
rail and Steves nude sweaty body.  I draped an arm over his chest and one 
leg over his, letting my pussy rub up against his hip.  I felt like some sort 
of male dog, humping myself gently against him, my pussy still craving for 
more despite everything it had been given.

God Kelly, arent you EVER satisfied? Steve teased me as he felt me humping 
his leg.

No! I answered him simply.  I wasn't just being silly, I meant it.  I 
couldn't conceive how I could ever be totally fulfilled to the point where I 
quit fucking because I was satisfied.  There was always a point it had to 
end but that was dictated by other things, not my pussy!

I can believe THAT! he chuckled.  I think Ive created a sex monster!

Well, its all your fault so now you have to live with the consequences, I 
said as I snuggled up against him, my small bare breast squeezed tightly 
against his hard body.

I think somehow Ill manage, he replied with a laugh. Now dont you think 
wed better do a little studying?

What! I exclaimed, pretending to be surprised and shocked, The only thing 
I wanted to study tonight was your dick.

It seems thats all you ever want to study, he laughed, I feel used 
sometimes. Dont you ever want to be with me for more than my dick? Dont you 
really want to know me for who I am inside?

He pretended to pout but then burst out laughing.  Sure I liked Steve and 
maybe even was starting to love him.  Even so, we both knew what really kept 
our relationship going  sex.  Well, I wasn't complaining and I knew he 
wasn't either.

Eventually we got up and dressed.  I was tempted to just put on a nightshirt 
since it was getting late and finally decided to do just that.  Steve watched 
as I pulled it out from my dresser and let it drop over my head.  It came 
down to about mid-thigh when I stood up and was made of thin cotton so it 
didn't leave a lot to the imagination on top.

Is that what youre wearing to bed? Steve asked.

Of course not silly, I replied, I dont wear anything to bed.  This is 
what I wear around at night.

Wait a minute, you sleep nude? Steve questioned me, looking at me a little 
closer.

Sure, I have since I was twelve.  Whats the big deal?

And you wear THAT around the house at night?

Yep!

JUST that?

I looked at him like he was asking me the silliest questions in the world and 
replied, Of course, whats wrong with it?

I mean, no panties or bra?

Of course not, why would I?

In front of your parents?

Steve! I huffed, getting a bit tired of the forty questions routine. 
Whats the big deal with me wearing this?

No big deal... never mind, he replied, turning to leave my bedroom.

As much as I had toyed with him, I knew full well what he was thinking  Im 
really not that stupid or nave you know.  Most kids didn't sleep nude, I 
knew that, but it was the way our family slept and nobody made a big deal out 
of it.   Besides, once we got up we put something on.  As for my nightshirt 
and panties, like a typical guy who only thought with his dick, he probably 
assumed I flashed my dad or something else kinky.  Sure, there may have been 
a few times when he got an eyeful of my bottom but it was by accident IF it 
did happen and what was the big deal even if he did? Its not like I was 
putting on a show for my dad while he masturbated or anything like that.

Steve stopped by the family room to say goodnight to my parents and left from 
the back basement door.  I hopped on the couch and wrapped my legs under me 
to watch TV again.


Chapter 4  After Steve Left
============================

Well, you two get some studying done? my mom asked.

I turned to look back at her and rolled my eyes at her.

Oh mom! I whined a little.  She knew full well what we had been doing up 
there.

So what did you think daddy, like seeing your daughter getting fucked? I 
suddenly said to my dad, catching him more than a little off guard.

John? my mom said, looking at my dad with renewed interest, Something you 
forgot to tell me about?

I... I was just making sure she was OK, my dad stammered.  It wasn't me so 
much he seemed to be concerned about but my mom.

Yeah right, my mom chastised him, no wonder it took you so long to go to 
the bathroom.

I just checked in on them, my dad continued in his defense.  I knew better 
but I wasn't going to say anything and get in the middle of this one.

My mom just shook her head in that I cant believe men sometimes way she 
should have patented.  My dad seemed relieved to have gotten out of it so 
easily but he was a little premature with his self-congratulations.

Now daddy, you didn't tell me what you thought about seeing Steve fuck me, 
I continued to needle him.

Thats enough Kelly, my mom said, surprising me by rising to the defense of 
my father.  I could tell from her look that she was shutting down the 
conversation but somehow from the look she next gave to my dad, I had a 
feeling it wasn't over between the two of them!

That pretty much ended any discussion over my studying.  For the rest of 
the evening we just watched TV silently.  After a while I started to think 
again about Steve fucking me and my pussy was still wet from the thought of 
being fucked by his dick.  Eventually it was more than I could take so I 
slipped one hand under my night shirt and started to play with my pussy.  I 
might not orgasm this way but it felt good just to lightly play with myself.  
Whether or not my dad was watching, I really dont know as I didn't look back 
to check, figuring it was better just to let whatever happened, happen.  
Besides, what difference did it really make?

Soon it was bedtime and I got up to kiss them both goodnight.  I couldn't 
help but notice my dads sweatpants looked a little worn around the crotch 
area and it was obvious that while he wasn't fully erect, he wasn't flaccid 
either.   Hmmm, maybe he HAD been watching me.  It gave me a funny feeling 
for moment thinking of him doing that but once again, he IS a guy and I AM a 
girl.   Whatever he was doing, I felt comfortable knowing it wasn't like he 
was thinking of me as his daughter but as a hot little fourteen year old 
which was OK with me.

Back in my bedroom I dropped the nightshirt to the floor along with my other 
clothes  a habit my mom had given up long ago on trying to cure me of.   
Slipping between the sheets, I felt a couple of wet spots against my butt and 
smiled as I thought of poor mom having to wash the sheets again.  Well, may 
as well make it worth her while.  I put my hand between my legs and started 
masturbating yet again.  It had been quite a day and something told me I 
wouldn't be going to sleep for a while tonight!

THE END