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Honeymoon Day Three: Friday

by Leslie Schmidt

In the morning we were wrapped up like spoons-this time the morning wood was against her ass crack. My dickhead had pushed up through the elastic and was in the small of her back. I carefully rolled away from her, trying not to wake her, and turned off the alarm with five minutes before it'd go off. It was light outside but the sun hadn't yet gotten above the next building to shine through the window.

I slipped out of bed, holding my cock against me, and went into the bathroom. I was really horny so I sat down and started stroking. Then the cat scratched at the door.

I reached up and opened it a bit and he slipped in but, sitting on the shitter and reaching over, I couldn't get it closed. Cali was still asleep. I went back to my business...

I was laying back, in relax mode as the last of my load worked its way over my hand and down my balls. I looked up to see Cali through the gap in the door, her eyes were big but she had a smile on her face. She turned and walked away. "Shit," I muttered, "busted by a ten year old."

That night there was no discussion-she was in my bed before I got the lights out and door locked. She rolled over to me; put her head on my shoulder and her leg over my thigh.

"What we going to do tomorrow?" she asked.

"Well, on Saturday morning I usually clean the place and do the laundry. Maybe we'll go to a movie in the afternoon."

"I like being here with you Billy."

"I'm having a great time with you too hun," I responded.

She lifted up and slid on me from the side-it was weird feeling her bare chest against mine-no tits. She kissed me, just a peck on the lips, then rolled off. I turned and cuddled her like spoons. She put her head on my left arm, like a pillow. She pushed her butt back against me. The warm skin of her back felt great against my chest-not to mention the feeling of her ass against my cock through our shorts. Somehow, my hand ended up against her chest, she hugged it against her.

My last girlfriend was a good size woman-almost six feet and maybe 175. She wasn't fat but she certainly had lots of curved surfaces. Still, for some reason she got to be clingy; and she spent more time looking at her phone than me.

Before her had been Fiona-an athletic black woman. She almost never answered her phone. Awfully good in bed but there were other issues. She was devoted to her church and that simply made us both uncomfortable-I was the only white face in the crowd at a very raucous church meetings.

Still, Cali felt like a small Fiona-firm muscles, taunt skin, light bones. Of course, Cali was only around four and a half feet tall and hadn't broken 60 pounds yet.

We lay quietly-a siren went by out on the street. For some reason, really without thinking, I started moving my thumb back and forth against one of her nipples. I felt it rise up into a little ball, my cock began to swell.

"Billy, what are you doing?" she asked in a flat voice.

I froze.

We were silent for half a minute, another siren went by. She hugged my hand tighter to her chest and even moved my thumb onto her nipple.

"That feels nice," she said. I started moving my thumb again.

After a few seconds more I felt her relax. She snuggled back against me-there was no way she didn't feel my swelling cock.

I kissed the back of her head as I continued rubbing her nipple. Then I used my thumb and finger to very gently pull on the bebe size ball. She rolled back some, opening more of her chest to me. I moved to her other nipple and found it was already stiffened.

After a minute or two of my caressing her nipples she sighed and pushed back, stretching. She lifted her arm over her head and ran it into my hair. At the same time she lifted her leg and hooked it over my thigh-obviously inviting me to move my hand down.

Again I kissed her hair and she turned her head. I kissed her cheek and moved my hand down over her flat belly to her panties. She blew out when my finger traced the shape of her slit through the thin cotton. She twisted around even more and I awkwardly kissed her lips.

As I rubbed her slit through the fabric, she began to move her hips. Of course, this made her ass move against my cock-she didn't seem at all surprised by my erection. Then I felt her hand on mine as she pulled it up to her stomach, then pushed it down again, this time slipping it under her panties.

Of course, with most women shaving these days, I've felt bare pussies before-but this was different. Her skin was remarkably smooth and soft, her lips smaller and more pliable. I ran my finger into her crack, it wasn't wet and slippery, just warm and smooth skin. Her clit was just a slightly firmer ridge between the outer lips.

"Don't try to push it in me, that'll hurt," she whispered.

I had the most outrageous hard on and my cockhead had easily escaped my shorts. The skin of her back felt awesome against it. We were both breathing hard and her pussy seemed to be sweating-not getting wet, just a little sticky.

Again she put her hand on mine. She held my pointer and middle fingers together and then moved them from side to side so her clit was between them.

"Like that, move them side to side," she said.

I followed her instructions and it really turned her on. Suddenly she started breathing much harder and rocking her hips with more force. With her right hand, she pulled harder on my head, we were cheek-to-cheek and she rolled even more back against me.

It was uncomfortable but I was able to caress her nipples with my left hand as I rubbed her clit with my right. Still, she was shivering and writhing in a way that made it difficult to hold her. She began to really violently move her hips and her whole body seemed to stiffen.

"Ooohhh Gaaawddd..." she moaned as she shook in my arms. This was too much and I started blowing my load into the small of her back as she gasped and shook. She broke out in a sweat and, for the first time, her pussy started to become slippery.

Then she started to giggle as she held herself, ridged against me. She was done cumming, as was I, and she relaxed. She moved her back against me in the wet slimy mass between us.

"You liked that too..." she giggled.

I was panting hard. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"Fucking awesome," I said.

She reached between us, then pulled her hand out and looked at her gooey fingers.

"You made a mess," she said with a smile in her voice.

"Oh yeah."

I pushed her onto her belly, then threw the sheet and light blanket off.

I turned the light on the bed stand on. Cali was laying on her belly, the small of her back wet with my sperm. Her panties were also wet at the top. She turned her head and looked at me.

"Well, are you gonna clean me up?"

I pulled my shorts down and off, then used them to wipe my cum off of my little sister, then my own belly and cock.

"Your panties are wet," I said as I sopped up my goo from her back.

"Just take them off me," she said, her face in a pillow.

I pulled them down, uncovering her skinny ass, then working them down her thighs, over her knees, down to her feet. I threw them and they joined my undershorts on the floor. I was able to look up between her legs and see her lovely pussy lips.

"Do you want me to get another pair?" I asked.

"No, that's OK," she responded, turning her head to face me, "I usually don't wear them when I'm sleeping."

We spent that night cuddled to each other, naked as the days we were born.

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