Date: Wed, 4 May 2011 21:50:24 -0700
From: Taboo <anewtaboo@gmail.com>
Subject: Head of the Household Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction revolving around incest
as well as consensual teen sexual explorations. All appropriate
warnings apply.

Feedback always appreciated: anewtaboo at gmail dot com.

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Our story thus far.

Holt is a responsible, mature 18-year old that is the head of his
household. After their irresponsible druggie dad ran off when they
were all young, their mom died less than a year ago in drunken single
car accident. Holt gained guardianship of his brother Kyle (15) and
his twin sisters Blain and Becca (16).

Things are getting complicated. Becca caught Kyle jacking off to porn
and asks that Holt confront him about it. Kyle opens up to Becca about
his relationship with Cassie (14) but admits to an attraction to his
friend Andy (16). Holt realizes he's not been responsible with Kyle's
sexual development, and promises to hook him up with condoms for any
future encounters with his girlfriend, and even porn mags. That
evening, Blaine and Becca stimulated by what happened earlier in the
day share a not-uncommon sexual experience.

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Chapter 2

Holt was enjoying some unexpected private time in the apartment one
day. It was a bright day, almost blindingly so. The sun poured through
the open windows and a cool breeze caused the gossamer curtains to
billow gently.

Holt was sitting on the sofa clad only in some white linen martial
arts pants with his bare feet up on the coffee table. Just as he was
finding himself lost in relaxation, there was a knock at the door.

Slowly he rose, rounded the corner and opened the door.

"Cassie?" he said with subdued surprise.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" asked the nubile 14 year old girl.

"Sure, but Kyle isn't here."

"Who said I came here to see Kyle?" Cassie answered with biting her
lower lip teasingly.

"What?" Holt was confused.

"It's you I want to see," she murmured, stepping inside and closing
the door. "And I've wanted to see you for a very...very...long...time." With
each word she took a step closer to Holt, until she was standing right
in front of him. He towered a full foot over her.

She placed a small hand on his naked chest. "How does that sound?" She
stood on her tiptoes and tilted her face toward his, eyes closed, lips
slightly parted.

Without thinking, Holt lowered his lips to hers and kissed her, softly
at first, then with greater passion. As she pressed both her palms
against his broad chest, their tongues met and his strong hands
clasped her to him, one on the small of her back and the other holding
her face by the chin. Cassie moaned and kissed him deeper.

Holt's cock was starting to stiffen as he made out with his younger
brother's girlfriend. Any sense of betrayal wasn't remotely on his
mind. He wanted this girl, and he wanted her now. Their kisses became
more aggressive, his fingers wrapped around the back of her neck to
sink into her long curly red hair at the base, using her tresses to
hold her face against his as his other hand groped and squeezed her
firm, 14 year-old ass.

Somehow they ended up in the bedroom Holt and Kyle shared. Cassie had
managed to push Holt away and stood away from him, posing like an
innocently sexy school-girl in a white crop top short sleeve sweater
and a pleated white skirt that barely covered her ass. In one movement
she stripped off the top, allowing her braless, pristine young breasts
to be set free. Her nipples were tiny and pink, the breasts themselves
no larger than an antique champagne glass. She pinched each nipple and
giggled as Holt's cock made a tent in his white pants. Without a word,
she tugged the skirt off over her hips, let it fall to the floor and
stepped out of it, barefoot. The pink on her toenails matched the
light pink of the slit that Holt could just barely make out between
her thighs.

Cassie stepped toward her 18 year-old lover, knelt in front of him,
and pulled his pants down slowly until his massive rod popped free.
Holt had a gorgeous piece of meat – over 7 inches long and uncut. When
fully erect as it was now it had a slight, but not pronounced,
downward arch. His foreskin just covered his glans, which was of
average size. What was not average was his girth. His cock tapered
from the head to the base of the shaft where it was thickest. Cassie
wrapped a hand around it and slid it back and forth. Holt could see
that when her had reached the base, her thumb and middle finger were
at least a half-inch apart.

With a sigh, Cassie took this monstrous prick between her lips,
sucking and stroking it slowly. Holt groaned and found his hands on
top of her head, holding her as he started to fuck her face, slowly at
first, then more firmly. Cassie was certainly game. One hand continued
to work the shaft as her mouth stretched to try to accommodate Holt's
penis. Her other hand found his large, low-hanging balls. She wrapped
her hand around his nut sack, tugging on it, using it to make her fuck
her face faster. Every time Holt would withdraw completely from her
mouth, long bubbly strands of spit draped from her lower lip to the
underside of his shaft. She sat there obediently with her tongue
hanging out over her lower lip and chin, patiently awaiting the moment
his tool would violate her oral cavity once more.

After much face fucking, Cassie took the opportunity to look at him
slyly and asked, "Are you going to fuck me? Or what?"

At once Holt reached down, picked her up and tossed her on the bed as
she squealed. She landed on her hands and knees, and immediately
wagged her rear end at him. Her pussy was tucked away behind a puffy
teen vulva, the bubblegum pink labia barely peeking out even in this
lewd position. She licked her lips and lowered her chest to the
mattress, causing her cheeks to spread and her delicate little pucker
to be exposed.

Holt was on her in a flash. He positioned one leg on the bed and
another on the floor then used one hand to hold her waist and the
other to wipe his obscenely drooling prick head up and down her
amazingly slippery slit. Sensing she was ready, and not really caring
if she wasn't, he pushed his head inside her pussy as she let out a
little yelp. Cassie's pussy was tight, but yielding, and Holt was a
bit surprised as he was able to continue to press forward. Slowly, but
with steady thrusts he mated with the girl. She groaned, giggled and
yelped on the mattress all the while looking back over her shoulder at
Holt, giving him looks he'd only ever seen in porno mags and movies.
His large hands encircled her tiny waist. He was stunned that his
thumbs met in the small of her back, and his middle fingers overlapped
over her taut stomach.

Something else caught Holt's attention. Each time he withdrew his meat
from her cunt, Cassie's asshole seemed to be flexing and winking at
him. He moved his hands from around her waist to her butt cheeks, and
spread them with perverse delight. It really WAS winking at him,
beaconing for attention so it seemed. Holt put his thumbs on either
side of her rosebud and pulled apart gently. Her asshole opened up,
seeming to beg to be probed. In a bit of a daze Holt felt himself let
a long trail of slobber roll from his mouth toward Cassie's orifice.
Just as the glob made it made contact, her ass hole spasmed, sucking
his spit up inside. The girl just giggled again.

Without any further invitation, Hold pressed both thumbs against her
asshole and felt it open willingly. With another application of drool,
Holt was able to work both thumbs into her ass, deep enough that he
could feel his thick cock head and shaft working her pussy through the
membrane that separated her vagina from her colon.

Cassie somehow was able to lift herself onto her knees. She grabbed
the back of Holt's neck and began kissing him passionately again. "You
fuck me so gooooood," she cooed.

Holt found himself on his back, and Cassie was above him, reverse
cowgirl style, on all-fours. Her hands were on his shins as she
bounced and circled her ass up and down, fucking his cock into her
incredibly wet, pink tight pussy with abandon. Holt was on the edge of
losing it. Seeing this little girl take his thick meet all the way
into her cunt was simply too intense. He couldn't fathom how she was
managing to fuck him balls deep with that small little pussy. He was
going to cum soon, and was afraid that when he did it would blast the
little nymph off his cock and into the wall.

Just then Holt noticed movement on the bed across the room. When he
glanced over he saw Kyle! And his little brother was completely naked,
stroking his engorged 6-inch cock. Good god! What's happened? His
15-year old brother was watching his 14-year old girl friend getting
fucked by his older brother? This was messed up.

Kyle must have seen the confusion in Holt's face, because he just
smiled, and mouthed the words "it's okay." Then he stood up, and
walked toward the bed, his young, rock-hard cock bouncing in front of
him. Maybe it was the fact the he hadn't had sex in so long, coupled
with the fact that this 14-year old minx was riding him like no one
had before, but Holt felt like he simply had to taste his brother's
prick. Kyle sensed this too, and pumped his shaft a couple of times as
he slowly approached causing a bubble of clear precum to form at the
tip.

Holt turned his head silently and took Kyle's dick into his mouth,
savoring the taste of his sibling's fluid. It was too much. Holt felt
himself start to lose control. At the same time he felt his younger
brother's prick start to flex in his mouth. As the first salvo of
Kyle's hot seed filled Holt's mouth, Holt started to unleash his own
load...

. . . . .

Holt's eyes snapped open.

Wait. It was night. He was in his bed, covered up.

He sighed and closed his eyes. Damn dreams, he thought.

Then he felt something he hadn't felt for some time. A wet sticky
sensation in his underwear.

What the...oh, wonderful! Holt realized he'd had a nocturnal emission!

He moaned in disappointment and put his forearm over his eyes. Great.
Just perfect. The best sex he'd had in over a year, and it was all in
his mind.

Holt quietly crawled out of bed so as not to wake Kyle. It wasn't much
of a concern since Kyle slept like the dead most of the time. He
tiptoed out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom.

The linoleum was cold under his feet as he closed and locked the door,
flipping on the light.  The sudden brightness hurt his eyes and it
took about a minute to adjust. While standing there blinded he thought
about what had just happened. A wet dream? At his age? That was all a
little too strange. But then he started thinking. When was the last
time he had cum? It had been a while. Maybe six months. Or more.

It seemed all his time, energy and focus had been on taking care of
the household and his siblings. It took a lot of effort to keep a roof
over the head and food on the table for the four of them. Of course
Kyle and the twins – Becca and Blaine – did all they could to help
out, but the responsibility was firmly on his shoulders.

He realized he probably hadn't had an orgasm since their mom had died.
Probably not since the last time he'd had a girlfriend when he was,
what...17? Holt shook his head in dismay. No wonder he'd unloaded in his
pants. Humiliating, sure. Surprising? Not when you think about it.

But where had this fantasy come from? First of all, why Cassie? Holt
could remember meeting her two, maybe three times in passing. She was
cute and spunky, but he never really paid much attention to her. And
secondly, what in blazes was that stuff with Kyle? It would be
dishonest to say Holt and Kyle had never fooled around, but what had
happened was a long time ago and confined to a few isolated incidents
when Kyle was 8 or 9. Even then it was just show and tell types of
games. A little mutual touching and some brief oral sex, but nothing
as vulgar as the scenario that had just played out in his
subconscious. Must have been the talk with Kyle about jacking off,
buying him condoms and the porn mags. Yeah, that had to have been it.

He pealed off his pajama pants and underwear. The boxer briefs were a
mess. So THAT is what months and months of pent up semen looks like,
thought Holt. He managed to smile a little. Luckily the pajama bottoms
were fine. He took some toilet paper and cleaned up his still rubbery
cock and the spunk that had matted in the trimmed pubic hair on his
rippling lower abs. He looked in the mirror at himself. While not
vain, Holt did have to admit to having a nice body. He didn't think he
was all that attractive, but others seemed to disagree. For all the
faults their parents may have had, they managed to pass along some
pretty nice genes to the kids.

Holt picked up the jizzed underwear and momentarily thought about
tossing them in the hamper. No, that wouldn't do. He didn't want the
twins coming across it. Becca would either delight in it or pitch a
fit. Blaine would likely not say anything, but probably question
Holt's sense of decorum. He turned the sink on and rinsed the
underwear out, wringing them dry as best he could, then pressed them
between some towels until they were only modestly damp.

However, they were still too damp to put back on. And he still didn't
want to leave them in the hamper. Holt pulled back on the pajama
bottoms sans briefs. He'd just go to back to bed like this tonight.

Turning off the bathroom light he went back down the hall and into the
room he shared with his little brother. Before crawling back into bed,
he stashed the damp underwear on the floor under the box spring. By
morning he predicted that they would be dry enough to toss in the
hamper.

Before falling back asleep Holt decided he definitely needed to work
on getting laid more. Or barring that, at least make time to jerk off
once every week or so. This was ridiculous. Until the kids were out on
their own he might not be able to explore committed relationships but
he also didn't want to splooge his drawers like a horny kid.

. . . . .

"Hey Kyle, what's up?"

Kyle turned to see his new friend Andy coming down the school hallway.
Kyle smiled subtly. Andy was a really good-looking guy. He was a year
older than Kyle, but due to the structure of his previous school they
were in the same grade. Andy was Asian (Chinese, Kyle thought, but he
wasn't certain) with longish jet black hair and mysterious green eyes
that made all the girls who saw him turn and stare. He was a bit
taller than Kyle and they had almost identical builds. He was pretty
stoic most of the time most of the time but wasn't a hard ass or
anything. In fact he was pretty cool, with a quick dry wit once you
got to know him.

"What's up Andy?" Kyle and he bumped fists.

Andy shrugged. "What's going on this weekend?"

It was Kyle's turn to shrug. "I don't know. I haven't heard of anything."

"Well if you want to hang, come over on Sunday. We can chill, play
video games, whatever." Andy moved on down the hall. "Let's swap
digits at practice."

"Cool." Kyle was watching Andy walk away until he felt someone poke
him in the ribs.

"Hey loser, thanks for not calling me last night!"

He turned. It was Cassie. She looked really cute in her bright blue
sundress. Her long spirally red hair hung halfway down her back.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry babe. Stuff came up. By the time I got finished with
homework and had a heart to heart with the bro, it was pretty late."

"As long as that `stuff' doesn't involve you chasing any strange
girls, I guess I'll forgive you. Just don't let it happen again," she
teased, poking him in the chest.

"Promise."

"Who were you talking to?"

"Oh, him. That's Andy. We're on the swim team together."

"Yeah? He's a muffin," grinned Cassie. "You should totally invite him."

"Invite him where?"

"Are you sniffing your highlighters again dork? The party tomorrow at
my place? Tell him to come."

"Oh yeah, that." Kyle had completely forgotten that Cassie was having
people over on Friday night.

"God, you are sooooo trying sometimes," she sighed. "Thank god you
have other assets."

Kyle smiled and blushed. "Okay, yeah. I'll see if he's interested.
It's cool if Blaine and Becca come too, right?"

"Of course. It's not going to be a big deal. My folks are going to be
there with some of their friends and said I could have a few people
over if I wanted. It's not going to get out of hand or anything."

"Cool." Actually, Kyle was relieved to hear that. He didn't like
parties with a lot of alcohol or drugs. Neither did the twins. It
brought up too many bad memories.

"But tonight," Cassie continued, "My mom has to work late and dad has
a business dinner. So, you should come entertain me after school. Make
sure I don't get in any trouble." And by that, she meant get into
plenty of trouble.

"Yeah," smiled Kyle, then teased back. "I'll see if I can work that
into my day."

"God, you are such a tool sometime," she sighed, but then popped up on
her toes and kissed him on the lips. "Come over around 4:30."

"Okay," Kyle slapped her bottom lightly as she bounced away.

. . . . .

Andy and Kyle were getting dressed in the locker room after swim
practice. Most of the other guys had already left and they were pretty
much alone. Kyle had noticed that Andy wasn't in much hurry to get
dressed. He stood around seemingly oblivious to being naked in a semi
public area. He had a long lean swimmers build, very sleek, and next
to no body hair. Kyle was stealing glances at his cock. I was long and
rubbery from being in the shower with a nice nest of black pubic hair
at the base. The head was particularly impressive from what Kyle could
tell. Large and round like a mushroom cap. Kyle was still naked too,
but sitting down.

"So, who was that girl you were with in the hall?" Andy asked.

"Oh, you mean Cassie?"

"I guess. The red head."

"Yeah, she and I are kind of dating."

"Kind of." Andy said with a smile. "I'm you, I'm laying claim to that
little thing." He gave a low whistle.

"You making a move on my girl?" teased Kyle.

"Nah man, just...she is tight. She have an older sister for me?"

"Sorry bro, just her. But," he remembered, "She's having a party
tomorrow night. She said you should come."

"Yeah, okay. Thanks." He reached out and Kyle reached over and
casually smacked his hand."

"So, what do you think about shaving?"

"What do you mean?" Ask Kyle.

"Shaving, for swimming and stuff."

"I don't know. Haven't really thought about it. Not much to shave."
Kyle held out his arms at looked at them. There was only sparse light
brown hair on both. "I don't know if it'd make a big deal. We're not
trying to make the Olympics or anything."

"Yeah, fair enough," said Andy. "You thought about trimming or shaving
your pubes?"

"What? No." Kyle was a bit taken aback. "Why?"

"Some chicks like it. Had a little thing back before I moved, she was
all bare, and kept on me to do it too. Eventually I did."

"Yeah?" asked Kyle. "How was it?"

"It was okay. More important was she liked it. A lot."

Kyle thought about that. Cassie was fully shaven with the exception of
a very thin landing strip above her clit. Maybe he'd ask about it
tonight. "Worth exploring. Maybe I'll give it a try."

"I mean, we like it cuz we don't get hair in our mouth, right?" Andy
shrugged.  "Same thing with them."

Kyle's cock was a little firmer after this conversation, and it
certainly appeared that Andy was to. Andy grabbed his underwear and
smiled at Kyle as he pulled them on. "Don't want him angry in public."

Kyle just laughed and shook his head in disbelief as he pulled on his
own underwear. They both dressed and were heading out of the locker
room when Andy snapped his fingers.

"Yo. Digits."

"Oh, right." Kyle said pulling out his phone. They swapped numbers.

"Here, hold still." Andy held his phone up and snapped a picture of
Kyle. As he busied himself tapping the information into his phone he
explained. "Already have two `Kyle's' in here. Gotta know who's who.
One's a real jerk."

"Gotcha. Okay man. Later on. I'll text you details about Cassie's
thing, address, time and stuff."

They parted at the top of the stairs, casually bumping fists.

. . . . .

Kyle was about to ring the bell when the front door flew open. Cassie
grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him inside. She shut the door
quickly, not letting go of his shirt. She was in the same blue printed
sun dress from school.

"You, mister, are late," she said with a pouty scowl.

"Yeah, got hung up at swim practice. Sorry."

She pulled him to her and kissed him deeply, forcing her tongue into
his mouth. He went to wrap his arms around her, but she broke the kiss
and pushed him back.

"You should be sorry. Just means you have less time to play with
this." Cassie flipped up her skirt, showing Kyle her pussy.
Immediately his dick started getting hard.

"I know. I'm stupid," Kyle admitted with a sly grin.

"At least you know it!" She punched him in and arm and ran into the
living room, plopping herself into a padded leather armchair. It was
almost big enough to sit two people.  The impish 14-year old dangled
one leg over the arm of the chair and crooked her finger at Kyle.
"Come here and make out with me before I change my mind."

Kyle dropped his backpack by the door and strolled over to her. She
was smiling her devilish grin that turned him on so much and was
biting her index finger. He stopped and stood in front of her, his
hands in his back pockets looking down at her.

Before he could react she had grabbed his shirt and yanked him
forcefully down on top of her, mashing her mouth against his. Kyle put
his knees on the chair astride one of her legs. They kissed deeply and
aggressively, the teen hormones inside them raging and yearning. It
wasn't long before Kyle was hard as a rock. The moaned and panted,
their hands pawing at one another.

After several minutes Cassie pushed him back until he was kneeling on
the floor. "As punishment for being late you have to suck my pussy
until I cum."

"Well, I guess I deserve that huh?" smiled Kyle. He grabbed her legs
and pulled her to the edge of the leather chair. Cassie giggled and
sighed as Kyle stroked her long slender legs. He did this for a long
time, slowly letting his hands work their way up her thighs, pushing
the skirt of the dress higher and higher.

Andy was right...Cassie was tight, and still growing into her body.  She
was a distance runner and on the drill team too. Her hair today was
pulled back on the sides and clipped behind her head. Kyle liked it
when she wore it like that, particularly when they were fooling
around. It kept her hair out of her face, but also accentuated how
long and voluminous her locks were. Her emerald eyes were flashing and
dilated.

After a slow ascent, Kyle's hand touched the wetness of her vulva, and
Cassie gave an involuntary jump.

"Bingo," Kyle whispered. "The promised land."

Cassie smiled and pulled up her skirt to her waist and spread her legs
until each of her bare feet rested on the edge of the chair. "You
better get busy," she commanded.

Without further encouragement Kyle leaned forward. She had very pale
skin but no freckles. Her slit was small and partially tucked away,
though her labia were visible from the way she was sitting. A small
landing strip of bright red hair confirmed that she was a natural red
head, or at least had the foresight to color both areas.

Kyle inhaled the sweet musky tang of her sex. It was heady. He
couldn't get that aroma out of his mind after they had been together.
Some mornings after they had been fooling around the night before, he
would catch a whiff of it on his fingers or upper lip and become
instantly hard. She was intoxicating.

He pressed his mouth to her pussy and kissed it lingeringly, causing
her to moan and wriggle.

"That's it baby," she cooed. "You know what I like."

And he did, Kyle spent a long time kissing her pussy like it was a
mouth, gently probing with his tongue and lips. He would take her
labia between his lips and pull back slightly, sucking at it. Her slit
was oozing a copious amount of juice that coated his mouth and chin.
Occasionally his tongue would dart further down and tease the taint
between her asshole and pussy, causing her to jump. Once she was
really worked up, Kyle would tongue her ass, but for now this is what
she wanted.

Cassie was in heaven. She couldn't believe that this beautiful boy was
her lover. She idly twirled a strand of her hair as she looked down at
him with her head tilted to one side. She adored the feeling of his
lips on her sex. He really knew how to lick pussy.

Of course that was all her guidance. When they had started fooling
around a few months ago the boy was a mess. All hands, no patience and
couldn't hold his load for 20 seconds. But, he was a dedicated
cunniling-ist. She was able to work with that. Soon he was capable of
making her cum very quickly, but also knew how to make it last and
have her ride the crest of pleasure for a long time.

"Your shirt, take it off," she sighed.

Kyle pulled back and lifted his shirt off over his head. "Will you
take of your dress?"

"I suppose." Cassie grinned and pulled her dress up, off and let it
drop on the arm of the chair.

Kyle loved seeing her nude. Her body was perfect, at least to him.
Sure, there were curvier girls in school, and certainly girls with
bigger tits, but Cassie was special. Her small, round little tits were
no larger than a handful, her nipples no bigger than a dime. Her
stomach was flat and lean with a hint of muscle just under the
surface. Her navel was no more than a vertical slit high on her
abdomen. Kyle lowered his mouth back to her pussy, focusing this time
on her swollen clitty.

One of Cassie's hands found his hair, took a fistful and held his face
to her hot cunt. It's not that she was afraid he'd stop, it was that
she loved the feeling of power it gave her to hold a face against her
pussy. Kyle also didn't mind. He looked up at her as his mouth and
tongue alternated sucking, and licking her nubbin. Cassie's eyes had
started to glaze over which was normal in this situation. He knew that
he could make her cum at any moment by doing what he knew she loved,
but he preferred to wait.

Instead he lingeringly flicked his tongue up and down, left and right
over her clit. Once in a while he would suck it into his mouth and
nurse it, letting his chin bob up and down against her slit. His hands
were now under her knees, pushing her legs up, exposing her all the
more. She knew where this was headed, and didn't mind at all.

As Kyle started a slow descent down her pussy, she let go of his hair.
His mouth continued down until his tongue found her tight pucker.
Cassie's asshole was smooth and a delicate pink, much lighter than her
labia. Kyle used his tongue to lick and gently probe her. Her rosebud
was incredibly tight, and he could barely get the tip of his tongue in
before it was pushed back out. But he didn't mind. He knew that
sucking her asshole drove Cassie crazy. She gasped and moaned from
above. Not wanting to let her clit neglected Kyle released one of her
legs and used his right hand to slowly stroke her clit. Using his
thumb and index finger, he massaged it and stroked it on either side
like a miniscule cock. He pressed his nose into the folds of her pussy
and inhaled her scent.

Cassie was ready, and let him know. "Oh god, Kyle. Now. Do it now."

With a smile, Kyle quickly moved back up to her clit and took it in
his mouth sucking it. While sucking, he slowly flicked his tongue over
it, each time causing her to jump. But this wasn't exactly what she
wanted. Part of their game was yet to be complete.

Cassie yielded. "Please," she whispered. "Please Kyle, make me cum?"

That was all it took. Kyle's mouth sucked her clit into his mouth and
his tongue unleashed a battery of licks to the most sensitive part of
her pussy.

Cassie felt her body stiffen, broken only by sudden involuntary jerks
and tremors. Her legs trembled and her head fell back. With her eyes
squeezed shut she felt herself start to climax.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!" She cried out, legs shaking in the
air. "OH GAWD YESSSSSSS!"

Kyle kept on it, waiting for the full orgasm to rip through her body.
After a few moments he saw her legs go weak and bend at the knees. She
was spent. But Kyle was a bit of an imp himself and kept casually
sucking her clit and kissing her pussy.

Cassie was far to sensitive to go on. "Stop stop stop stop," she
chanted, pushing his head away. Kyle would back off, then dive back in
to kiss and suck her pussy some more.

"Nooo," she whined, causing him to back off again...momentarily.

When he went back in again she started laughing and clamped her legs
around his head. "Enough," she scolded, "or you won't get yours!"

That statement got Kyle's attention. He held up his hands in
acquiescence and backed away. Cassie beamed down at him, glowing.

"Good?" he asked.

"Fuckin' amazing, baby. You know my pussy and ass soooo well."

Kyle was like Holt and didn't like cursing used in anger, but to hear
her use the term as an indication of how well he'd done only made him
more excited.

As she caught her breath, Kyle stood up in front of her. Cassie
grinned and pulled her feet up in front of her on the chair. "Is he
coming out to play?" she asked breathlessly.

"I don't know," Kyle teased. He had his thumbs under the elastic of
his shorts and underwear and was pulling them down slowly. His light
dusting of pubic hair was exposed when he stopped. "What do you think?
Should he?"

"Oh yes," Cassie nodded her head, her eyes glued to the bulge in
Kyle's short. "I definitely believe he should." She gazed up at him
with an affected innocent little girl expression. "I promise to play
nice with him, Mister."

Kyle laughed out loud. "Okay then, set him lose."

Cassie giggled and bounced to the edge of the chair. She took his
shorts and underwear in hand and pulled them down, slowly exposing his
hard cock until just the head was exposed. Kyle quickly flexed and his
entire penis bounced free, causing both of them to laugh. Kyle had
just over 6 inches of proud, hard uncut cock. While not as thick as
Holt, he had very pronounced veins running along his shaft and nicely
shaped head.

"It's so big and hard, Mister. Should I kiss it?" she asked
maintaining her innocent role.

"Yeah, you should."

This was a game they enjoyed, the power exchange. Whoever was
servicing the other usually took on a more submissive role to the
recipient. It was natural really since the giver was forgoing pleasure
to make sure the receiver was satisfied.

Cassie leaned forward and puckered up. Planting a kiss right on the
tip. As she pulled back a strand of precum trailed from Kyle's piss
slit to her lips. She licked it off and quickly placed her lips over
his hole to suck off the remainder. Her hand rose to his shaft and
slowly stroked it. The first time they had done this Kyle and
ejaculated almost at once. Cassie was surprised in the moment, but
also knew that Kyle hadn't done this much if ever before. Now, Kyle
was more in control, but still a fairly quick cum. At least the first
time.

"Should I take it in my mouth, do you think?" she asked. Still kissing
the head and sucking the precum that oozed out.

"Yeah," Kyle panted. "But back off when I say, okay."

"Okay," Cassie nodded in agreement. Her lips parted and she gently
took Kyle's cock into her mouth. Her hand slowly worked the base. She
knew what she was doing. The suction wasn't too strong or too soft.
She was just right.

Kyle closed his eyes and rested his hand on Cassie's head. The feeling
was amazingly warm and wet. He had to put him mind elsewhere or he
would have cum immediately. Her mouth expertly and slowly teased his
rigid tool, which was so hard it pulsed in time with his heartbeat.
Cassie would suck him for a while, then back off and stroke him,
gently kissing the head. She knew he could hold off for a while this
way but only a while. She didn't mind at all because each time was a
bit better. She wanted to make sure he was ready for her pussy the
first time they had sex, and this was the best way to do it.

Kyle could have spent all day there, but Cassie abruptly stood up.
Kyle's eye's popped open. "Here, why don't you sit and get
comfortable. Plus I want to be able to reach all of you. She steered
him around and into the chair.

Kyle laid back and scootched down until he was positioned on the edge
of the chair. Cassie knelt in front of him and took his member in her
hand again, but instead of sucking it, she held it firmly at the base
and instead started licking his balls. Kyle loved this since it was
indirectly stimulating and the risk of an accidental splooge was much
less.

As she concentrated on his nuts, Cassie would occasionally loosen her
grip on the base of his rigid prick and stroke it up and down slowly,
but only a few times. Then she returned the vise like grip to the base
of his shaft. She had heard rumors that this squeezing technique
helped prolong the erection and reduce the risk of prematurely
cumming. At least it had seemed to work the Kyle the last few times
she had tried it.

Cassie also alternated between sucking and licking Kyle's nuts. His
sack was high and tight and she once had to suck forcefully to get one
popped into her mouth.

Kyle jumped a bit and she released his testicle. "Did that hurt?" she asked.

"Yeah, a bit, but not in a horrible way."

"Good," she cooed. "I only want you to feel good."

Kyle could feel his orgasm building slowly. She'd been on him for
about 5 minutes, but he was struggling to keep going. "Back off babe,"
he whispered. Cassie immediately took her tongue off his balls and
squeezed the base of his dick. Kyle's cock flexed in earnest, but he
didn't cum. After a few seconds, he nodded and she continued to stroke
and lick him. By using this technique Kyle held out for several more
minutes.

There is only so long a 15-year old can hold off when a sexy young
thing is working his rod. Kyle ultimately made the mistake of looking
down at Cassie as she was stroking his cock and nursing his sack. Her
eyes were locked on his in look of absolute abandon.

"Oh god, Cassie," he gasped. "I'm gonna blow."

"Do it," she coaxed. She leaned forward and took his head in her mouth.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Kyle howled as he felt his cum start to spit
out of his slit. Cassie expertly slid her hand up and down his shaft
and sucked gently. Kyle's cock was pulsing with each pump of seed. The
load was more than Cassie could handle and it started to drool out the
corners of her mouth as she continued to milk out every last drop.

Eventually Kyle reached down and grabbed her hand. "Stop baby...that's
good." But Cassie wanted to pay him back and shook her head muttering
"nuh uh" and continued to pump and suck him. Kyle squirmed on the
chair, feeling his cum roll over his balls and down into his ass
crack. He tried to push her off, but she held tight. It was when she
started twirling her tongue over his now super-sensitive cock head
that he managed to sit up and scoot back in the chair basically
getting out of reach.

Cassie licked the remaining cum of her lips and chin, eyeing his cock
hungrily. "Spoil sport," she pouted. She raised her hands to her mouth
and sucked off the cum from the fingers and wrist.

Once he had calmed down, and extracted promises from Cassie that she'd
leave his cock head alone Kyle was coaxed back into position and
allowed her to lick the remaining cum from his shaft and balls. He was
pleasantly surprised when her tongue snaked down to his taint and
asshole to search for any stray sperm that might have gotten away.
Eventually she was satisfied she'd gotten it all and sat back on her
haunches beaming at him.

"Com'ere," Kyle motioned with his hand. Cassie climbed into his lap
and curled up into a little ball.

"You're pretty cool, you know that?" he said.

"Yeah, I know," she chuckled. Kyle laughed again.

"What time are your folks home?"

Cassie grabbed his arm and looked at Kyle's watch. "Not for a bit, but soon."

"Should we get dressed?" he asked.

She snuggled down deeper against him and shook her head no. They sat
like that in silence for several minutes.

"I really want to fuck you," she whispered.

"I want to too," Kyle said.

"You need to get rubbers though."

"I know," said Kyle. "I may have them next time."

"You're not going to buy them are you? What if someone we know sees you?"

Kyle shook his head. "No, I think my brother is going to get them."

Cassie backed away and looked at him. "Really? I thought he was a hard ass."

"No," Kyle looked at her questioningly. "He's not at all. Actually,
Holt is great. It's just ...well, he has a lot to deal with is all."

Cassie settled back into Kyle's chest.

"You need to remember that he's not that much other than us. And he's
got the burden of taking care of me and my sisters."

"Yeah, I'm sorry. He's probably a great guy. He just seemed really
distant the couple of times I met him."

"Like I said, a lot on his mind."

Cassie added, "but not all bad if he's making it so we can fuck." They
both giggled.

They sat again in silence for a while.

"Oh, I told Andy about the party tomorrow."

"Cool."

"Will there be any hotties for him?"

Cassie shrugged. "Probably. Your sisters will be here, remember"

Kyle felt his heart skip a beat. No way. No way he was giving Andy to
Becca or Blaine. Actually, it would probably be Becca who tried to get
with him, just to fuck with Kyle.

Cassie sensed his reaction and quickly added, "just kidding."

More time passed until Kyle spoke up.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

Cassie nodded.

"What is it like to shave your pussy?"

Cassie shrugged. "It's fine. Hard to see. Awkward positioning. Most of
the time you have to feel around to make sure you have it all." She
sat up and looked at him. "But luckily I'm a delicate flower and have
very little, very fine hair that is easy to take care of." She laughed
and dropped her head to his shoulder and started fiddling with her
hair. "Why do you ask?"

"Dunno really. I like that you do. Some guys shave too."

"Yeah," said Cassie. "I've seen that."

"What?"

"Just on internet clips and stuff."

"Oh," said Kyle in relief.

"Are you thinking about doing it?"

"Maybe. Do you think I should?"

"Definitely, I mean...if you want to."

Kyle chuckled. "Definitely I should? Why, is it like a forest down there?"

Cassie smacked his chest playfully. "No dummy. But your balls are
kinda hairy." She gritted her teeth together and added "And I have to
floss afterward." She started cracking up.

"Okay smarty, how do I do it?"

Cassie shrugged again. "Like me I guess. Lots of soap or shaving cream
and hot water. I do it in the shower. And if I were you I'd use one of
your sister's razors. They are better than men's razors for down
below."

Kyle thought about this in silence. He decided to give it a try.

"Okay Mister, you need to scram. Don't want Mom walking in on us."

They both got dressed and Cassie walked him to do the door.

"Don't...forget...tomorrow...night!" she said between kissing him.

"No way. What time?"

"8ish."

"Okay, I'll give Andy the details too."

"Andy, Andy Andy..." she teased. "Why don't you go out with him?"

Kyle laughed as he walked out the door and down the steps.

"Yeah, right! Ha, ha!"

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