L. Madding - Cherry busting brother
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Since her brother was a long shot, she might as well play Wayne to the hilt. She needed to get her pussy stuffed, and she knew that Wayne had a reputation for not taking no for an answer.
The very idea of it sent lustful shivers of anticipatory pleasure coursing through her body.
"C-C-Cathy!" Wayne hollered, as he ran toward her.
"Why, Wayne Johnson! What a pleasant surprise!" Cathy drawled, trying to make her voice as sexy as possible.
Wayne came abreast of her, and stood in front of her panting.
"How are you?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
"I-I'm fine. How are you?"
"I'm very well, thank you. What brings you here?"
Wayne blushed. He wasn't quite sure how to go about it, he knew a lot of easy lays, and all he did was ask. But he didn't want to appear too crude to Cathy. For all he knew, she was a virgin, and the wrong move, or too aggressive a move would turn her off.
"I, well, I'm having trouble with my biology. I was wondering if you had an hour or so to help me out."
Cathy's pussy creamed, and her knees turned to jelly.
"Why, of course, Wayne," she said.
She opened the gate, and walked toward the porch, Wayne following her. Cathy made a point of swiveling her hips in the sexiest way she knew how.
When the two of them were in the house, Cathy ushered Wayne into the living room.
"Would you like to have a drink with me?" she asked, mimicking her mother, who was an extremely gracious hostess.
"Well, I have to be home soon, but I guess it's all right. Is anybody else in?"
"No," Cathy smiled. "My parents went out to a dinner dance, and Jimmy won't be home until late – very late! He has basketball practice."
Cathy wanted it made very clear that Wayne had a clear field, for whatever purpose he had in mind, and Cathy didn't care what his purpose was, as long as it was sexual!
"What do you want to drink?" Cathy asked, leaning against the door of the living room, which led to the dining room, and through the dining room to the kitchen. She leaned in profile, arching her body forward so that Wayne could get a good look at her breasts, and her long, willowy body. Her intention was to inflame him, and she did!
"Unh, Coke?"
"Sure, Wayne," Cathy cooed. She walked out to the kitchen, and poured two Cokes, and came back.
Wayne was sitting on the couch. Cathy sat beside him, very, very close to him. She hiked her skirt up slightly, just enough to reveal about half her thigh.
Her eyes veered in the direction of Wayne's crotch, and she saw something that pleased her enormously!
Wayne's cock was very, very hard. It bulged against the fabric of his jeans. Cathy had the urge to reach over and cover the glorious mound of man meat with her soft palm.
She could hear Wayne breathing heavily.
"Cathy, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," Cathy said, hearing her voice squeak because her throat was so dry. She took a sip of the Coke.
"Can I – well, we haven't really got to know each other. What I mean to say is… well," Wayne said, his throat sounding as if it were equally dry, "can I…?"
"Can you what, Wayne?"
Cathy's brother had insisted to her that men were turned off by aggressive women. She wanted to kiss Wayne in the worst way! He was so tall and handsome and good-looking.
He would do just as well as her brother, although Cathy wasn't sure she wanted to give up the idea of doing it with her brother.
Right now, her body was squirming on the couch. She felt the heat from Wayne's body, and his breath was puffing hotly on her face, which only turned her on more.
She bit her tongue, waiting for him to ask her to fuck him. She was sure that's what he would do.
"Well, I want to thank you for the Coke!" Wayne said, picking it up off the coffee table, and drinking it with thirsty gulps that Cathy could hear.
Again, the sound turned her on, just like the heat from his body, the bulge in his pants, and the sound of his breathing turned her on.
Cathy felt as if she were on fire. She wanted Wayne in the worst possible way. She wanted Wayne so bad that her cunt ached.
As a matter of fact, Cathy's cunt ached so badly, that she would have taken anyone at that moment who had a cock which could pop her cherry!
"Oh, come off it, Wayne!" she exclaimed, getting irritated as her nerves screamed for release from the tension which had built in her young ardent body. Her pussy was creaming so badly, that her panties were soaked clear through. The sticky fluid was coating the inner flesh of her trembling thighs. She spread them slightly, trying to cool off her cunt a little. She didn't want to turn Wayne off.
"What do you mean?" Wayne asked, getting a little edgy himself.
"That's not a question," she said. She turned to him and gave him her brightest smile, and sipped her Coke again, running her tongue sexily over the rim of the glass.
"The Coke's good, huh?" she said.
"Yeah," Wayne said. "Best Coke I ever had."
"Thank you," Cathy said, squirming again.
Now her clitoris was jangling with some very hot emotions. Cathy was afraid she would come before Wayne got around to popping the question – and her cherry shortly thereafter.
Wayne was getting embarrassed by his hard-on. Cathy noticed that he winced when he crossed his leg, trying to hide it.
"Oh, excuse me. I-I wanted to know if I could kiss you."
Cathy feigned surprise, even though it was killing her, and looked at him with her jaw slack.
"Oh!" Wayne exclaimed, seeing the look of astonishment. "I only meant… only if you wanted to kiss me."
"Why do you want to kiss me, Wayne?"
"Because you're so pretty," Wayne said, his voice getting guttural. "I've been looking at you all year. You're really… well…!"
Cathy saw his Adam's apple move as he gulped again with nervousness.
With enormous calculation Cathy put her hand on Wayne's knee.
"Well," she said, looking down, fluttering her eye lashes, and trying to act demure. "Well, if you want to!"
"Oh, I do!" Wayne said. His hand came out timidly and touched Cathy's dimpled knee. Cathy almost jumped when she felt Wayne's hand on her knee. She wanted to throw herself on him.
But she held back, remembering what her brother said.
Wayne kept his hand on her knee for what seemed to Cathy like hours. She wanted him to reach out and kiss her, but Wayne seemed far from ready to kiss her.
He sure acted shy for someone who was known as the class stud!
Maybe he just acted that way with strange girls. Maybe, Cathy thought, she should take the ball in her own hands, and call the shots.
She looked up at him, and slowly leaned forward. She aimed for his mouth, and then decided that maybe that wouldn't be the right thing to do – too brazen!
She kissed him slightly to the left of the corner of his mouth, softly. The very touch of her lips on his inflamed her further.
Wayne's mouth moved closer to Cathy's, until his lips were about half covering hers. Cathy liked the kiss, but that wasn't all that she wanted.
She felt Wayne's hand begin to slip up from her knee, and caress her thigh. She decided to follow suit.
She brought her hand up softly, until it was within inches of his burgeoning cock. She could almost feel the heat of it, as she raised her hand as close to his meat as she dared without actually touching it.
"Oh, Cathy…" Wayne moaned, his voice trembling with passion.
"What?" Cathy asked, wanting him to get the messing around over with! She had to have his cock.
"Can I…?"
"Can you what?"
"Can I touch you?"
"Oh, yes, Wayne, honey, touch me!" Cathy breathed.
Very slowly, with maddening lack of haste, Wayne's hand moved up over Cathy's thigh until she felt his hand cupping her muff. His touch was so light that she could barely feel his hand, but the warmth from his palm was devastating.
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