D Abby - Loving step-parents

"But you've done these things before too. You didn't learn those things from my graphics. They're not that explicit, and they're still pictures and I don't think there are many that show ass licking. Have you done them with a boy?"

"Not really. Just like you, I've done them with a man. Wait a minute, David! You didn't do anything before you went to the coast with my mother or it would have been in your diary if you had. That's what happened, you must have done those things with my mother on the way back and forth from the west coast."

I knew I wasn't a very good liar. I really didn't want to tell Clair that I had been fucking her mother. She might not like that idea. After thinking for a while I decided that I'd tell the truth and get it over with. If I tried to cover up I was bound to make some inconsistent statement later and Clair would find out anyway.

When I told Clair that her mother and I had made love on the trip to the west coast and back, Clair was delighted. She clapped her hands in excitement. She wanted me to tell her all about it.

I was relieved the news didn't upset Clair. I asked where she got her sex education. I told her that I'd describe what had happened to me if she told me who she had been with, and what they had done.

I didn't want to tell David that his father had fucked me. But I had an unfair advantage, I'd read his diary so I knew a lot more about him than he knew about me. That was why I'd been able to figure out that he had fucked Mom. His offer to trade information was only fair. I told him what had happened the first night after they had left, and how I had got to like Morris more and more.

David told me about the first two days they spent on the road, and how he jerked off so many times. Then having to jerk off even more times when they had to share a room. Every time he told me about jerking off he blushed.

I told him about finding his graphics and how I had to jerk off a lot too. I also told David how I thought about him when I was jerking off. I knew from his diary that he had been thinking about me.

David told me about the night that they couldn't get a cot and what had happened. I told him how I knew what my mother thought about casual sex, and that after I had given Morris a hard on, I had gotten him to agree to have sex with me.

David's response surprised me. He pulled me to him and hugged and kissed me. He told me that one of the things he liked about me was the way I felt I had to treat other people, and that he felt that way too.

I had to tell him that I had been horny, and that it was not just to please Morris that I had sex with him. I'd been reading his diary and found out how much I wanted to do things with David and looking at the graphics had turned me on. I wanted to have sex, and Morris was very convenient and I liked him. I had wanted to be fucked.

At this point something David had said earlier came back to me. I remembered that David had said 'women', not 'a woman'. Who were the other women?

"David?"

"Yes?"

"Who else did you do things with?"

"What do you mean?"

I wasn't going to let him get away with that.

"You said that you did things with women."

David blushed and stammered again. I love the way David blushes and gets embarrassed every time something new comes up.

"Uh. Well. Oh, hell! Well, my grandmother and great aunt tried to rape me."

David stopped and grinned at me.

"I didn't let them do it, I was much too willing to cooperate."

"David, you didn't."

"I guess I did. It was fun."

I'll let David tell about the rest of that night. We sure were together, in more ways than one. What we do remember, more or less coincides. I reserve the right, however, to make editorial comments.

After Clair found out about my grandmother and aunt, she wanted to know all about it. I had to relate their story about the way they trained the paper boys and about servicing two woman at the same time and sometimes not being able to get a hard on. I also told her about going around naked and having them grab me every time my prick got hard. Clair was laughing and clapping her hands in glee.

We hadn't just been sitting there while we were talking. There was no way I could sit next to Clair without any clothes on and just talk. I gently pinched her nipples till they were as hard as my prick. When she did the same thing to me I was still surprised at the feelings it gave me. I had never read anything about boys nipples being sensitive. I was still learning.

I moved one hand down and pushed my finger in and out of her cunt. When my finger was slick with her juices I rubbed her clit for a while. Clair had wrapped her fist around my prick and was rubbing the drops of pre cum over its head with her thumb.

When Clair got around to the fact that she had wanted to be fucked by Dad, I asked her if she wanted to be fucked by me right then. She didn't say a word. She grinned at me, pushed me back on the bed, straddled me, fitted my prick into the entrance to her cunt, and sat down. Wow! Her cunt was a lot tighter than Janet's. It felt real good.

Clair slowly lifted her body up and then lowered it again. My prick slid in and out of her cunt. The sight fascinated me. I reached a hand down between our bodies and rubbed her clit. It made Clair wiggle. She certainly had me squirming, and her wiggle only made my sensations more intense.

My reflexes took over. I wanted this to last as long as possible but with my prick buried in Clair's cunt I couldn't keep control of my motions. Each time that Clair lowered her cunt down over my prick, I bucked my hips up to meet hers. This got her more excited too and she speeded up the action. My hips speeded up to match her tempo.

"Ohhh! Wow! I'm coming!"

"Ahhh! Oooo! Fill my cunt with cum, David!"

Hearing that was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick spouted its load of cum into Clair's cunt. The spasms were so intense that I could feel them in my asshole.

Clair rode my prick until it got so soft that it slipped out. She reversed herself and we cleaned each other off like cats. She licked me all over and I licked her all over.

I didn't think that I could ever get enough of Clair. She tasted good no matter where I licked. I even liked the flavor of her asshole. I couldn't figure out why it took me so long to be able to lick ass. I made up for lost time by giving her ass crack and asshole a good going over.

(David sure is right about that. Tongue fucking his asshole was a real turn on for me too. The fact that it made his prick hard again was just a dividend.)

Clair treated my ass the same way. Her tongue pushing in and out of my ass had the desired affect. It gave me another hard on. When my prick hardened and pushed up against her neck she came up for air. She scooted around and kissed and hugged me some more.

I was returning each kiss and hug. She told me how much she loved me and I told her how much I loved her. We disregarded the fact that puppy love at thirteen had a way of fading with time. We weren't sure that puppy love normally included fucking, lapping cunt, and sucking cock. We were glad that we were going to be living together. We wanted to be with each other all our lives.

We held each other and my hard prick was rubbed against Clair's cunt. We were very contented for the time being. After coming a second time my urges weren't as intense. Clair stopped murmuring in my ear and stopped moving her body against mine. I could tell that she had something on her mind.

"David?"

"Yes?"

"There's something I want you to do."

"What?"

"Morris wouldn't fuck my ass. He said I had to wait till I grew bigger, or I found some one with a prick more my size. His prick is a lot bigger than yours. Do you think your prick is my size? I'd like your prick up my ass. It feels so good when you push your tongue in. I bet your prick feels even better."