The houses were all quiet, bathed in the moonlight. I shut the curtain and paced back across the living room. It was already past two o’clock. I was bored, there was nothing on televisions, all the stations had signed off over an hour ago. My eyes were to tired to continue reading. This was going to be a longer night than I had bargained for. I laid back down on the sofa, just to rest for a little bit.
I knew I would be out late when I agreed to baby-sit for Brandy. She had recently divorced her husband, and now was back into the singles scene. I knew she was a wild woman. The way she ran around in the tightest cut-off jeans and bikini top. A complete and total tease. I could never imagine her as being married. I often wondered if she married him just to have the double moniker; Brandy Brande. At least tomorrow I could sleep in, a little. My Dad was fanatical about cutting the grass first thing Saturday morning.
I felt a hand gently pressing on my chest.
“Dale, wake up,” I heard a soft voice say.
“Huh,” I opened my eyes. Brandy was sitting on the side of the sofa, gently rubbing my chest. “I’m awake.”
“Dreaming huh,” Brandy smiled softly.
“Yeah,” I answered and stretched.
“I like dreams,” Brandy smiled. I almost missed it. But I saw Brandy glance down.
“Really?” I suddenly knew I had to wake up. Something was wrong. I shook my mind awake. Blinking hard I realized I was erect! I gasped, half sitting up.
“Don’t get up too quickly,” Brandy said quietly pressing me back down. She still had that knowing smirk on her face. “Wake up first before you get up. So was it a good dream?”
I tried to gather my senses. What should I do. I knew my erection would be plainly visible through my sweat pants. I propped myself up on my elbows and brought my knee up. I glanced down and saw that doing that camouflaged my erection, somewhat.
“Well, was it?” Brandy glanced down and smiled. She knew what I was trying to hide.
“Was what ‘what?'” I asked. I tried to shift my hips to further cover my embarrassment. Brandy kept her small hand pressed against my chest.
“Your dream?” Brandy patted my chest. “was it a good one?”
“Yeah,” I stammered. I wanted to sit up. But doing so would force me to push Brandy off the sofa. Brandy was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her left arm resting on me. She had me trapped. “I guess.”
“Yeah,” Brandy glanced down again. “I guess.”
My face flushed when she looked me in the eyes. She was teasing me. Making me lie there with this raging erection, and unable to escape. I knew Brandy could feel my heart racing. She smiled at me again and slowly patted my chest. We existed in this awkward situation.
“Well,” I stammered, trying to think of something to say.
“Well,” Brandy drew a deep breath. “Why don’t you tell me about your dream.”
“What?” I said. I wanted to get up and run.
“What was your dream about?” Brandy asked again. She adjusted herself on the sofa. I quickly ran my eyes over her. She was wearing a button down shirt that was tied up, exposing her stomach. Only the bottom two buttons were done. Her tight jeans were low on her waist.
“Um, I don’t know,” I answered. Looking her in the eyes, I noticed she had carefully watched me check her out.
“A good dream like that,” Brandy overtly glanced down. “And you don’t remember what it was about.”
I squirmed uncomfortably. My erection wasn’t going down. In fact Brandy’s teasing was making me harder. My attempt to cover up was failing. I felt myself blushing even harder.
“Do you remember who was in it?” Brandy asked. She was slowly sliding her hand down my chest towards my stomach.
“No,” I answered quickly.
“Really,” Brandy smiled. “Are you sure.”
“Pretty sure,” I answered, tensing as Brandy’s hand moved across my stomach.
“Was I in it?” Brandy asked.
“What?!” I was startled by her question.
“Well, was I in your dream,” Brandy looked directly into my eyes.
“No,” I blurted out quickly, a little too quickly.
“No!” Brandy smiled. “Why not?”
“I don’t know,” I stammered.
Brandy smiled, “That’s too bad. Don’t you want me in your dream?”
“I don’t know,” I answered.
“You don’t know?” Brandy giggled. Her elbow bumped into my erection. Her eyes widened. I tried to pull my hips deeper into the sofa. “I’m not worthy of being in your dreams?”
“No,” I didn’t know what to say. “You’re worthy, it’s just, well, I don’t know.”
“I understand,” Brandy patted my chest.
Brandy was teasing me, obviously aware of my erection. She was sitting here teasing me. She wouldn’t be doing this unless she was interested. I gathered my strength, “Why did you think I was dreaming about you?”
“Well,” Brandy smirked. She was a little surprised by my sudden bolder move. But at the same time I saw that she liked it. “Usually people will dream about what they did that day. Since you are here babysitting, I thought maybe I was in it.”
“Oh,” I said. Brandy’s had slowly worked her hand down to my stomach.
“You know you were in one of my dreams,” Brandy confessed.
“I was?” I swallowed hard. Brandy’s arm bumped my erection again.
“Yeah,” Brandy smiled. “Do you want to hear about it?”
“I guess,” I answered.
“Well, I was locked out of my house, and couldn’t get in,” Brandy said. She readjusted herself on the sofa. As she did her arm came down squarely on my erection. Brandy smirked and left her arm there. I tried to pull my hips back into the sofa, but doing that actually made my erection press against her arm harder. “Are you uncomfortable?”
“A little bit,” I answered, hoping Brandy would let me up.
“Don’t be uncomfortable just because I had a dream about you,” Brandy teased. She knew full well that wasn’t the type of discomfort I had in mind. She had no intention of letting me escape from this predicament. She patted and rubbed my stomach, in doing so her arm rubbed against my erection.
“OK,” I answered. Her arm rubbing against my erection was driving me crazy.
“So, anyway, I ran over to your house to get some help,” Brandy continued. “You were home alone. So you let me in.”
I tried to shift on the sofa… She was starting to get me really excited by ‘accidentally’ rubbing her arm against my erection. Brandy allowed me to shift, then readjust her arm so it again was brushing against my erection. She was really going to tease me.
“Yeah, so anyway, you let me in and didn’t seem to interested in helping me.” Brandy continued. “I was standing there begging for you to help me and you just sat there and looked at me.”
“I did? Why would I do that?” I asked.
“Probably because I was naked,” Brandy said, making sure she was watching my reaction.
“Oh really?” I tried to act nonchalant.
“Oh really,” Brandy mocked me. She rubbed her arm against my erection harder for effect. “Wouldn’t you like to see me naked?”
“I don’t know,” I stammered. I felt like my head was going to explode. I had no idea what to say. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me..
“I don’t think you would mind,” Brandy said. She rubbed her arm straight up and down on my erection. She looked down, for a second I thought she was going to grab me.
“Really?” I tried to play dumb.
“You know,” Brandy slid her hand under my shirt. Her delicate fingers running circles around my belly button. I tensed at her touch. “Relax.”
“I’ll try,” I answered. My erection screamed in my sweatpants.
“So, in my dream, you made me pose naked for you,” Brandy ran her hand farther up under my shirt to my chest. “Then do you know what happened?”
“No,” I almost groaned my answer. Brandy smiled, she was liking driving me crazy.
“I made you get naked,” Brandy ran her hand down my stomach, brushing my erection.
“Really,” I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.
“Are you a virgin?” Brandy asked.
“What?!” I answered.
“Are you a virgin?” Brandy repeated as she finally put her hand on my sweatpants and wrapped her fingers around my erection. I jumped. Brandy smiled and started stroking my through my sweatpants. I looked down to make sure this was really happening. My sweatpants had a small stain from my leaking erection.
“You are,” Brandy answered her own question. She was right. I had never been with a woman, in fact I had never even been kissed.
“Well,” I didn’t know what to say.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” Brandy smiled. “How old are you? Eighteen?”
“Yes,” I answered. “My birthday was last month.”
“Really?’,” Brandy paused. I thought she was about to quit rubbing me.
“Yup, on the third,” I answered.
“Good,” Brandy teased. She started rubbing my erection again. “You know you can never tell anyone about this.”
“I won’t,” I promised earnestly.
“Oh yes you will,” Brandy said. “I bet all of your friends will hear the story by noon tomorrow.”
“No they won’t,” I promise.
Brandy eyed me carefully. “If I ever hear any stories.”
“You won’t,” I was practically begging.
“Hmm,” Brandy paused. She continued stroking my erection through my sweatpants. For the first time I arched my hips to give her a better angle. Brandy grabbed my erection harder.
“Well,” I questioned pleadingly.
“Well,” Brandy mocked me. “I suppose if this is going to happen I should examine the package.” Brandy deftly grabbed my sweatpants and pulled them down to expose my erection. I gasped as she touched my erection with her hand. Bare skin on bare skin. “Nice cock.”
“Oh yeah,” I moaned. I didn’t know you much longer hold out. “Its OK?”
“What’s OK?” Brandy said as she wiped leaking fluid from my cock. I didn’t care that she wiped it on my sweatpants.
“My, uh,” I stammered. “My erection.”
“Your erection?!” Brandy laughed, she grabbed my erection and held it up. “My dear boy, this isn’t an erection. This is a cock.”
“A cock,” I said in agreement.
“A nice big fat cock,” Brandy stroked it hard. “I know I’m going to be sore in the morning.”
I smiled as Brandy expertly stroked my hard cock. I felt myself building towards an orgasm.
“We better not do it here,” Brandy said. “I don’t want the kids walking out on us.”
“OK,” I said. Brandy had stopped just moments before I was about to come.
“Let’s go downstairs,” Brandy pulled my sweatpants back over my cock. She stood up allowing me to look over her firm petite body. I quickly sat up. “Are you OK?”
“A little dizzy,” I answered. Brandy put her hand on my shoulder. “I’ll be OK.”
“Come on,” Brandy held out her hand, I took it. She gently pulled me off the sofa. I pulled up the back of my sweatpants as she led me through the kitchen. Brandy flicked the light switching leaving the upstairs dark behind us.
“We have a spare bedroom downstairs,” Brandy whispered as she led me down the stairs. My cock was pounding in my sweatpants. I slowly shut the door behind me. We crossed an unfinished family room to the far corner. Brandy opened the door and pulled me in. She switched off the light in the family room, leaving the only light on by the stairs. Brandy shut and locked the door.
“This is your guest room?” I asked. I slowly walked to the center of the room. The room wasn’t finished yet. The sheet-rocked walls needed to be patched and taped. The closet doors leaned against the far wall. The floor was covered by a small area rugs.
“Yeah, we are almost finished,” Brandy said. She went to the window and pulled the shades. “I should be able to finish it this winter. Then Todd wants to move down here. He’s starting to get to that age where he wants to be independent.”
“I see,” I answered. “Boys will be boys.”
“Speaking of boys,” Brandy smiled as she walked over to me and grabbed my cock. She started stroking me through my sweatpants. “What do you want to do first?”
“Uh, I don’t know,” I moaned. I was so close to coming I didn’t know what to do.
“You are ready to explode,” Brandy smiled up at me. “We’ll have to take care of that so you can relax and enjoy yourself.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. Brandy had deftly slid my sweatpants down, exposing my throbbing cock.
“You are going to be incapable of anything until you get off, so I’m going to get you off,” Brandy smiled and licked her lips.
“Are you going to get naked?” I asked.
“You want me to get naked first?” Brandy smiled.
“Yeah,” I nervously mumbled.
“OK,” Brandy stepped back and unbuttoned her shirt. I bit my lip as she peeled off her shirt. She had on a tiny black lace bra. Her small tits actually looked larger than I thought they would be. Brandy ran her hands under her tits and cupped them for me. “You like that?”
“Yes,” I answered.
Brandy smiled. She dropped her hands down and unbuttoned her jeans. She slid her jeans down over her hips, letting them drop to her ankles. She had on small black lace panties that matched her bra. Brandy stepped out of her jeans and pushed them towards the corner.
“Nice,” I mumbled. I let my eyes wander over her small tight body. Her stomach was perfectly flat with the cutest little belly button I had ever seen. Brandy ran her hands over her tan body, guiding my eyes on a visual tour.
“You like this?” Brandy smiled at me. She brought her hand up behind her an unsnapped her bra. She turned her back to me and let her bra fall to the floor. Turning around to face me she had covered her tits with her hands. “You want to see?”
“Yes,” I stammered.
Brandy smiled as she slid her hands off her tits and cupped them for me. Her tits were really small. Barely standing out from the rest of her body. But her nipples were pointed hard. She ran her hands around her tits before dropping them down to her panties. I smiled in eager anticipation. “You want me to take these off?” Brandy turned and pulled her panties down exposing her butt.
“Yeah,” I licked my lips.
“Not yet,” Brandy turned to face me. “I want to see you naked first.”
“You want me to get naked?” I asked. Brandy nodded. Her panties barely covered her. “OK.” I quickly pulled of my shirt and tossed it to the side. In one swift motion I dropped my sweatpants, pulling them off with my socks.
“Holy shit!” Brandy laughed. “That didn’t take you long.”
“I know,” I laughed. My heart was pounding in my chest.
“Here it goes,” Brandy slid her panties down exposing her dark pubic bush. She flicked her panties to the corner. She held her arms out. “What do you think?”
“Great,” I stammered. A surge of warmth shuddered through me. My eyes wandered all over her naked body, I couldn’t get enough of looking at her naked. Brandy patiently stood there and let me look at her.
“Are you ready?” Brandy said coyly as she walked over to me. Her hand wrapped around my pulsating cock. “You are leaking.” Brandy rubbed my leakage over my raging cock. The mere touch of her sent another shudder through me. “Just relax and enjoy.” Brandy kissed me gently on the chest before dropping to her knees.
“Oh God,” I moaned as Brandy took my cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue massaging my member. I closed my eyes, letting Brandy’s delicate mouth work her wonders. She sucked me in and out of her mouth slowly, carefully working over my cock with her tongue. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to take very much of this.
“Hmm, tastes good,” Brandy said. I looked down, Brandy ran her hand up my chest. “You are really big, it’s quite a mouthful.”
“Thanks,” I said. Brandy giggled and slid me back in her mouth. I couldn’t help but watch the wondrous sight of my cock slicing in and out of Brandy’s mouth. My orgasm was going to come quickly. My body was quickly building towards an explosion. Brandy sensing this looked up at me. Our eyes locked. She started sucking harder, driving me towards the end. I looked into her wild eyes, unable to speak as the convulsion racked through me. I felt the warmth gush from me into her wet mouth. Brandy squinted in determination as she took my load. Then she swallowed hard.
I blinked numbly as she slowly and surely sucked my cock clean. Her eyes remaining locked with mine as she finished me off. She allowed my still hard cock to pop out of her mouth. It stood there glistening.
“Did you like that?” Brandy answered as she wiped the edges of her mouth with her fingers.
“Oh yeah,” I stammered. I felt lightheaded.
“I should have grabbed something to wash this down with,” Brandy opened her mouth for me, showing me my white cum on her tongue. She ran her tongue around in her mouth and swallowed. “You shot quite a load. I almost couldn’t handle it.”
“I’m sorry,” I put my hand on her shoulder. Her skin was hot to the touch.
“I’ll just run upstairs and get us something to drink,” Brandy patted my chest. “Just lie down and make yourself comfortable.”
“OK,” Brandy slipped out the door. I spread out on the bed. Alone, I wondered if this was all a cruel dream. I giggled and whispered to myself. “I got a blow job.” I lay there smiling.
“I got you a Coke,” Brandy quietly shut the door behind her. She crossed the room and handed it to me. “I thought for a moment the kids were awake.”
“That would suck,” I took a cool drink from the Coke.
“Yeah,” Brandy agreed. “I haven’t gotten off yet.”
“Oh,” I smiled. “What do you need me to do?”
“I’ll teach you,” Brandy patted me. Her touch sent a tingle through my still semi-hard cock. “Still pretty hard, that’s impressive.”
“Really,” I took another sip.
“That’s what I like about young guys, they get just like that, and can stay hard forever,” Brandy set her glass on the nightstand. “Are you ready for a lesson?”
“Yeah,” I smiled. Brandy took my glass.
“First, how well do you kiss?” Brandy straddled me. Her warm thighs against my sides. I could feel the soft wetness of her pussy pressing against my cock.
“Uh, I don’t know,” I answered. I carefully put my hands on her hips.
“Have you ever been kissed?” Brandy rubbed my chest.
“Uh, not really,” I answered.
“Never had a girlfriend?” Brandy leaned in closer to me.
“No,” I answered. I was so uncomfortable and unsure around women.
“So, you are a clean slate,” Brandy giggled. “You better be a good learner.”
“I’ll try,” I promised.
“OK,” Brandy smiled. She slid flat against me. I could smell the faint smell of alcohol on her breath. Brandy leaned in and kissed me on the lips softly. I kissed her back, carefully.
“Relax,” Brandy encouraged me. “Open you mouth a little.” I opened my mouth and tried to relax. Brandy kissed me again. I kissed her back. Brandy slipped her tongue into my mouth.
“Oh God,” I gasped. I hadn’t expected that.
“You didn’t expect tongue,” Brandy kissed me softly. “That’s the best part. Just open your mouth and follow my lead.”
“OK,” I answered. Brandy kissed me again, I opened my mouth and let her in. the strange warm wetness engulfed me. Her tongue wrestled with mine. I surrendered to her. She led me, teaching me, kissing me. I pulled her close. I never wanted this moment to end.
I found myself swept away, Brandy writhed her naked body on mine as we kissed. I ran my hands over her warm soft skin. Her body was firm. I ran my hand over her small butt. Brandy spread her legs wide around me. I found the courage to run my finger between her legs. I felt the warm folds of her pussy. Brandy let out a sigh at my touch.
“Oh yes,” Brandy moaned. She pulled my head down, forcing my face into her tits. I hungrily swallowed her small tits. Rolling her hard nipples with my tongue. Brandy pressed her chest into me. She was smothering me with her hot body. I pulled her in tighter.
“I want you to eat my pussy,” Brandy moaned. She slid up bringing her legs up over my shoulders. For the first time I clearly could see her swollen pussy lips. She adjusted herself again, bringing her pussy directly over my face. I felt the heat from her against my cheek. “Lick it.”
I tentatively flicked my tongue over her pussy lips. She was musty, yet tantalizing. I gingerly licked her pussy lips.
“Oh yes,” Brandy moaned. She settled down on me. Her pussy lips pressed
against my lips. I wrapped my arms around her legs. I started licking
her pussy more firmly. Brandy started grinding her hips to match my
tongue. “Oh yeah, like that.”
I slipped my tongue deep into her wet pussy. She stiffened as I penetrated her. I flickered my tongue in her pussy. She swiveled her hips, making her pussy swivel around my tongue. I pulled her legs down towards me. Forcing her pussy tighter against my face.
“Oh yes, just like that,” Brandy squealed. She ground herself on my tongue. I thought I was going to sprain my tongue. But her pussy was wet and tasty. I licked her vigorously. I could feel her swollen clitoris pressed against my lips. I moved my licking pattern towards it. Brandy adjusted herself slightly, allowing to lick her clitoris with ease.
“Mmm, that is so good,” Brandy moaned. Her body was tensing with every lick. I could sense she was building towards orgasm. I targeted my licking on her clitoris.
“Oh yes,” Brandy moaned deeply. I could feel her body shivering. I felt a warm rush in her pussy. Brandy moaned as she quivered on top of me. She was reaching orgasm. I continued to lick her, trying to keep driving her orgasm. Brandy grabbed my head and pulled me into her pussy. I had difficulty breathing as I rammed my tongue deep into her pussy.
“Oh God,” Brandy squealed. She shivered again, even harder than before. My tongue was deep in her pussy. “Yes! Yes!”
I felt Brandy tense as a second orgasm racked her. I was surprised that I was able to give her two orgasm’s. I continued to lick her, enjoying feeling her writhe in pleasure. I kept up my pace, trying to catch a breath whenever I could. She was pressing her pussy tightly on me. She rode me forever, tensing and shivering as she rode out her orgasm.
Finally, I could her slow down as her orgasm passed. I waited until she started to slow down, then I would change my pace or location, sending her into a miniature orgasm. I ran my hands over her legs, she was warm and moist, a fine layer of sweat covering her.
“God!” Brandy moaned at last. “That was good.”
Brandy slowly ground her pussy over my mouth. I slowly released my hold on her hips, allowing her to pulled away from my. My entire face was wet from her pussy. Brandy leaned back and looked down at me.
“Oh my God,” She laughed. “I soaked you.”
“I know,” I answered then flicked my tongue over her dripping pussy.
“Oh yeah,” Brandy giggled. She ground her pussy against me. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
“Never,” I answered.
“You were really good,” Brandy slid back off my face. She grabbed a rag from the small table next to the bed. She wiped off my face. “Look at how much you made me drip.”
“I’m sorry,” I answered.
“Don’t be sorry,” Brandy smiled. “You made me come a couple of times, really good ones too.”
“Really?” I smiled.
“Yes,” Brandy leaned back and wiped her pussy. “Where did you learn to eat pussy?”
“Just from porn magazines, and my friend’s brother had a porno movie we watched,” I answered.
“What kind of magazines?” Brandy set the rag aside.
“Just Penthouse and Hustler,” I answered.
“What did you think the first time you saw a pussy?” Brandy settled back, sitting on my chest.
“Honestly, at first I was kind of grossed out,” I laughed. The first pussy I ever saw was a big old hairy pussy that didn’t look sexy at all.
“But since then you’ve learned to appreciate pussy?” Brandy ran her fingers around her pussy lips.
“Oh yeah,” I responded. I was watching her finger herself.
“And you liked sticking your tongue in here,” Brandy slipped her fingers into her wet pussy.
“Definitely,” I responded.
“It felt so good,” Brandy cooed as she slid her fingers in and out of her pussy. Her fingers glistened with her wetness.
“Thanks,” I was mesmerized by watching her finger herself.
“You like watching me,” Brandy smiled down at me, she started gyrating her hips to match the rhythm of her hand.
“Yes,” I said.
“Do you want to watch me masturbate?” Brandy smiled devilishly at me.
“OK,” I answered.
“This won’t take long,” Brandy moaned. “You’ve got me so horny.”
I sat back as Brandy fingered herself. I could feel her tightening up, quickly building to another orgasm. I ran my hands over her thighs as she quickly fingered herself to an orgasm.
“Oh God!” Brandy squealed. She was fingering herself furiously as she writhed on top of me. Another orgasmic wave rushing through her body. I held her legs firmly, fearing she would slip off of me. Brandy squinted in intense concentration as the last orgasmic wave passed through her.
“Wow,” I said softly.
“Wow is right,” Brandy slowly rubbed herself. “I never masturbated for someone before.”
“Really?” I said.
“Yeah,” Brandy smiled at me. “I just saw you watching me play with my pussy, and felt the urge to masturbate for you.”
“An urge?” I questioned.
“Yeah, you were watching me so intensely,” Brandy smiled. “It just made me hot.”
“Well, it was nice,” I smiled
“Thanks,” Brandy smiled back. “I’m not to heavy for you, am I?”
“No,” I answered. She was so tiny and dainty, It didn’t even feel like she was sitting on me at all.
“Good,” Brandy smiled. She turned and looked over her shoulder. “How are you doing down there?”
“Good,” I answered. My cock was stiff in the air.
“That’s what’s ice about being a young guy,” Brandy slid off me. “You can stay hard for hours, even after you come.”
“OK,” I answered. Brandy laid down on the bed next to me.
“Do you want to get on top?” She smiled. “My knees are getting tired.”
“OK,” I rolled over. Brandy slid under me to the center of the bed. She slid her legs open, allowing me to get between them. I crawled over on top of Brandy. She spread her leg wide for me. I came down on top of her, trying to line up my cock with her pussy.
“Having a little trouble,” Brandy patted my shoulder.
“Well,” I laughed. I was trying not to crush her, and slip my cock in her pussy at the same time.
“Here,” Brandy reached down and guided my cock into her pussy. I felt my cock melt into warm wetness. I thought I was going to explode. I could never have imagined pussy felt so good.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned as I started pumping.
“Yeah,” Brandy moaned in agreement. She adjusted her body of give me a better angle of penetration. “Just like that.”
“This is great,” I moaned. I had found my rhythm. Brandy pulled me to her and kissed me deeply. I penetrated her mouth with my tongue. She moaned softly, then matched my kisses. Kissing her deeply as I fucked her turned me on. I kissed her harder and started pumping harder. Brandy gasped into my mouth.
I fucked Brandy silently. Enjoying every moment. Feeling my hard cock slicing in and out of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around me and let me ride. I felt myself building towards orgasm. I didn’t want this to end. I pulled out.
“What’s wrong?” Brandy asked.
“Nothing,” I stammered. “I just wanted to change positions.”
“You were getting close,” Brandy ran her hands over my chest. “You are stalling.”
I shrugged as I sat up. Brandy wrapped her legs around my waist, arching her hips, she deftly slid towards me, sliding my cock back into her pussy. She started grinding her hips. The position was a little uncomfortable, so I pulled Brandy up to me. Brandy pressed herself close to me, kissing me. She slowly gyrated on top of me, teasing my cock.
“This is getting tiring,” Brandy whispered in my ear.
“Yeah,” I answered. “Its not to comfortable either.”
She slid off of me. I glanced down and saw my cock was glistening from her wetness. She pullled away from me and pushed me back. I fell back on my back. Brandy slid on top of me. My head nearly fell over the edge of the bed.
“Now, no more stalling,” Brandy mounted me, sliding my cock in her pussy. “Now I’m driving.”
“Oh God,” I moaned. Brandy started grinding her hips into me. My cock was buried deep in her pussy. I grabbed Brandy by her waist pulling her towards me. I hunrily swallowed her small tits. She wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me in.
I licked and sucked her hard nipples. I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I exploded. I never wanted this to end. Brandy pushed me back down, grabbing my arms she pinned them to my sides. Now as she had me pinned, she ground her pussy hard against me.
“Oh my God,” Brandy whimpered. “I can’t believe it.”
“What?” I asked. Brandy only whimpered and rode me harder. I could feel her tensing in anticipation again. I smiled up at her. Brandy bit her lip in concentration as she gyrated her hips over me. Lowering her head in determination, she drove herself towards orgasm. I lay back and let her ride. She whimpered softly, twitching in delicious pleasure.
“My God,” Brandy smiled down at me. “This has never happened before. I like it”
“Thanks,” I smiled. I arched my hips driving my soaked cock deep into her pussy.
“I’m sorry,” Brandy giggled. She laid on top ov me and kissed me deeply. She finally released my arms. I wrapped my arms around her and started pumping again. Brandy matched my pace. I was building quickly toward orgasm. Brandy sat up, giving me the best angle into her pussy. She propped herself on my chest and rode me.
“Oh God,” I moaned. I felt warmth explode from my cock. Brandy slowly rode me, milking my cock. I laid there and let her gently rock me.
“Oh,” Brandy smiled. “That was a big load.”
Brandy slid off of me. My still hard cock glistened. She looked down at her pussy. I propped myself up on my elbows. She grabbed a rag. I watched as she tensed her pussy. White liquid oozed out. She wiped it up. Squeezed out some more, and wiped. Until she was satisfied she was clean.
“You are still hard,” She wiped off my cock. She turned and tossed the rag off the bed.
“Yeah,” I sat up and slid in behind Brandy.
“Uh oh,” Brandy said. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” I said. I put my hands on Brandy’s hips, turning her away from me. She turned for me, settling on her hands and knees. Her tight ass in the air towards me. I slid in behind her, sliding my hard cock into her pussy.
“You just can’t get enough, can you,” Brandy giggled.
“No way,” I answered. I was slowly fucking her. Letting myself enjoy every stroke. Brandy lowered her head and let my pump long slow strokes. I looked down and watched in fascination my wet cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Her pussy lips flared in and out with each stroke.
I settled in and just enjoyed the slow fuck. I felt a tingle run through me. It was going to take a little more for me to come this time.
“Do you want to switch positions?” Brandy asked. “My knees are getting a little sore.”
“OK,” I answered. I had fucked her doggy style enough. I pulled out of Brandy. She laid down on the bad, still facing away from me. I lowered myself down on her, my cock slipping back in her pussy. Brandy arched her hips for me. I starting fucking her slowly again. Her firm ass slapping against me.
“God, I can’t believe yo are still hard,” Brandy said.
“Are you kidding, you do this to me,” I teased. I kissed her on the back of her neck. I roled to the side, pulled Brandy onto her side. Brandy lifted one leg into the air. My cock never slipped out of her pussy. I shifted down and fucked her gently. Reaching down with my hand, I rubbed the outside of her pussy. I could feel myself getting warm.
“I think I might have one more left in me,” I said. I slipped out of Brandy, and rolled her on her back. I wanted to fuck her hard. Brandy opened her legs, I rammed my cock in her pussy. She shimpered softly as I penetrated her.
“Did that hurt?” I asked.
“Yeah, but in a good way,” Brandy smiled at me. “I’m just not used to it being so big.”
“Yeah, right,” I smiled. I started to fuck her harder.
“I’m serious,” Brandy said to me. “You are pretty big.”
“Yeah,” I responded. I didn’t really believe her, but as long as I was fucking her, I might as well enjoy the fantasy.
“Yeah,” Brandy moaned. She wrapped her legs around me. Holding me tight as I fucked her vigorously. I could feel myself starting to build towards another orgasm. I looked down at Brandy, I knew what I wanted to do to her. But would she be willing. I fucked her harder.
“What?” Brandy asked me. She could tell I wanted something. “You want something, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I answered. It wouldn’t be much longer now. I slowed my pace, allowing me to enjoy the coming pleasure.
“What is it,” Brandy asked. She bounced beneath me with my every stroke.
“Well,” I rammed my cock deep in her. Brandy moaned.
“It’s dirty, isn’t it,” Brandy smiled at me.
“Yeah,” I smiled back. “But I don’t know if you will do it.”
“I don’t know,” Brandy said. “But you won’t know until you ask me.”
“OK,” I let herhave several long strokes. “I want to come in your mouth.”
“OK,” Brandy said. “You’ve already done that.”
Brandy started to pull away from me. I stopped her, and pulled her back close.
“Oh,” Brandy looked at me, knowing what I really wanted.
I continued to fuck her, wondering if she would let me.
“That is dirty,” Brandy smiled. “I’ve never done that before.”
“So you won’t do it?” I asked.
“Well,” Brandy answered. She glanced down. “If you really want it, I’ll do it.”
“Great,” I answered. I was totally turned on now. I starting fucking her towards orgasm. Brandy held on and waited. I felt the coming explosion. “Ready?”
“OK,” Brandy answered. I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I crawled up on the bed. Brandy grabbed my pulsating cock, guiding it into her mouth. She moaned at the taste of her own pussy.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned as I settled on top of Brandy. She settled back as I fucked her mouth. Her talented tongue ran over my cock. I rammed my cock deep in her mouth as I came. Brandy whimpered as she took my load.
I slowly fucked her mouth. Brandy swallowed my whole load, then carefully sucked my cock clean. I was impressed. I rolled off of her and collapsed, finally spent, on the bed.
“I taste pretty good,” Brandy giggled as she wiped around the corners of her mouth.
“I know,” I answered. I was spent. My cock was finally starting to go soft.
“So, I finally wore you out,” Brandy laughed softly.
“I guess,” I answered.
“Its about time,” Brandy sighed. “You wore me out.”
“Really,” I answered. We were laying side by side, totally spent.
“Really,” Brandy said. She ran her hand through her hair.
I just laid there, taking in everything that happened. I had gotten laid.
“So,” Brandy propped up on an elbow. “Was it what you expected?”
“That and more,” I smiled back.
“It certainly was,” Brandy curled up next to me. Her body was still hot.
“Oh yeah,” I snuggled back. Managing to land right in the middle of the wet spot.
“This is nice,” Brandy whispered softly. “But don’t get to comfortable, I still have to get you home.”
“I know,” I said softly. “I could fall asleep right here.”
“Well, we better get up before we doze off,” Brandy pulled away and sat up.
“Yeah,” I sat up. Brandy slid down to the edge of the bed. She started gathering her clothes together. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. Leaning over I found my socks and slid them on. I glanced over at Brandy, she was buttoning her shirt.
“Did you want me to drive you home?” Brandy asked.
“No,” I answered. I usually would just cut across the back yards. No need to change my routine my now.
“I figured that,” Brandy pulled on her jeans. They were os tight, she had to wiggle herself into them.
I stood up pulling up my sweatpants. I smelled like sex.
“Did you hear something?” Brandy crossed over to the door. She quietly openend the door and looked out into the family room. “I could have sworn I heard something.”
“I didn’t hear anything,” I said. I followed Brandy to the door.
“Oh, I must be paranoid,” Brandy said. She flicked on the lights. I lead the way across the family room to go upstairs. I felt Brandy’s wetness in my sweatpants. I quietly opened the door at the top of the stairs. The small light above the stove was on.
“What’s it like outside?” I asked. I bent over and slipped on my shoes.
“It’s nice,” Brandy patted my back. “A nice fall night.”
“That’s good,” I had finished and was ready to go.
“I suppose I should pay you,” Brandy said. She looked at me mischievioulsy. “For the baby-sitting, not the hot sex.”
I smiled. Brandy walked over to her purse on the counter. She pulled out some bills, counted them quickly, then handed them to me.
“Thanks,” I said. “For everything.”
“You enjoyed it?” Brandy put her hands on my hips.
“Of course,” I responded. Brandy smiled up at me, coming up on her tip toes she kissed me softly.
“Now, go home and get some sleep,” Brandy smiled as she kissed me one last time. “I may need to hire you for some more babysitting in a week or so.”
“I hope so,” I joked back. I slipped out the door into the garage. Brandy waited until I cleared out the back the door until she shut off the light. I walked across the backyards towards my house. Dawn was breaking to the east. My shoes were getting wet from the heavy dew. The fall air was a little cool, but I still was warm all over. I had lost my virginity.