My mom worked nights and sometimes if my step-dad or grandparents were unavailable, she would leave me with her old Friend ( Brenda ) from her old in high spirits schooling. Brenda had a girl ( chaise ) who was my age and a son who was a 2 years older ( Dante ). Brenda was the kind of mom who was either drunk or strung out about of the time ; she would park herself in front of the TV and either zone out or fall asleep for hours. When I was at their theater taking a bath before bed Dante would abstract into the bathroom and stare at me when I was in the tub. Sometimes he would help rub soap all over my body. Sometimes he would still his handwriting down his pants and be active it slowly up and down.

Brenda would usually bear us go to bed around 9pm and she would go to her room and pass out in front of the TV in there. I slept on the lounge when I was with them. One night after everyone had gone to bed I was laying on the couch acting with my cunt under the blanket ( I played with myself a lot growing up ). Around 10pm I heard mortal cum in to the bread and butter way, I pulled my hands out of my panties and I kept my eye closed so I didn't get in trouble for being awake. Whoever it was kneeled down near me. I felt the blanket being pulled back so I tried to stay lipm in case Brenda was was seeing if I was really at rest. My nightgown had ridden up from me playing with myself so my tummy and pantie were exposed. The chill air from the want of cover made me want to tense but I did my proficient to last out limp. Then I felt fingertips at the border of my scanty. They slid their handwriting over my quick bald pussy and ran a finger down the slit. I sighed and the hand pulled away. I pretended to be asleep hoping that they would go on but whoever it was hurried out of the dark room. I laid there scared and thrilled because someone was playing with me the way I liked to play with myself but I was scared because I didn't know what member of the household did it. I thought that it was probably Dante, but Shay and I had often explored and played with each other when we took bathtub together, I considered that it was unlikely to be Brenda but not impossible.

The next day I tried watching them all more closely but they seemed totally convention. I couldn't wait for bedtime. I was determined to give them a chance to finish what they had started. I had rubbed my pussy a bit after everyone had gone to bed, I was so excited about the potentiality of being touched that my puss felt intumesce and wet. 10pm arrived and no one came, my stomach was turning with worry that they wouldn't come up, but around 10:20 I heard movement. Whoever it was, was creeping near me. I heard a sigh and realized that it was Dante Alighieri. This metre he caressed my grimace with his hand and he ran his thumb along my humble lip, slightly putting his thumb in my oral cavity to touch the wetness of my saliva. I let my mouthpiece pin spread as he held my jaw with his ovolo on my bottom teeth and his index finger's breadth under my Kuki. He proceeded to stick his pollex further into my mouth until he was stroking my glossa lightly. He let go of my jaw and I heard movement just before I felt something house yet wonderfully soft touching my lips. I realized that it was his penis and that it was toilsome and big. He slowly rubbed it along my lips and then he would travel the head of it into my sass and then he would rub it around my backtalk again and then slowly dip it back in my mouth. This went on for a patch but I was in Shangri-la. I loved the feeling of it in my backtalk and I loved that every few moments it seemed like his cock would seem to leak a bit of fluid that was salty and tasted peachy. He was breathing gruelling and mumbling words too lenient for me to realize. After slowly fucking my backtalk for a while he stopped with the chief of his cock in my mouth. Though his drumhead wasn't going any further into my sassing I could feel motility which I realized was him stroking his cock like he did when I was in the bath. A few moments of this went by and the tip of his pecker was tasting even more salty. He took in a shrewd breath and withdrew his cock chief enough so that it was barely touching my down lip and he blew his consignment in and around my back talk. He dipped his stopcock in my mouth a few More times and then withdrew. He had brought something with him to wipe off my fount but the bit of cum that had gotten in my mouth was mine to keep. Dante went back to his way and I laid there rubbing my pussy in heaven with the gustatory sensation of cum in my mouth.

The next day I was scheming on how to get more time with his cock.

Just after lunch, Dante left the dining room saying that he was going to take a rain shower. It was the opportunity I needed. I decided that since he walked in on me in the can often I could do the like. Brenda was passed out in her chamber and shay was just starting her favorite TV show in the living way. I turned the bathroom door handle hoping he hadn't locked it. To my ease the handle turned without resistance. As I entered, Dante poked his foreland out of the exhibitioner curtain. I tried to act shy and said, " I really have to pee, I'll be really flying ". Dante looked hesitant but said " okay " and closed the shower mantle. I went pee and flushed. Then I slowly moved to the exhibitor and tried to peek through the gap in the curtain. He was turned so I could only see him from the side but I could see his soft cock and persona of his nut dismissal. I was enthralled and my mouth started to urine and my kitty-cat got warm and wet. He turned and suddenly I was looking at the whole package, and I realized that he was looking down at me. " What are you doing ? " he asked. I turned shining red and was terrified as I tried to believe of a lie so I said, " I wanted to see what a boy's thing looked like, a miss at schoolhouse was talking about it and I wanted to see for myself ", I looked down at the story hoping he believed me. He put his hand under my chin and said, " I'm not mad. I understand, I know that young woman your age are curious, but you should probably go back out so my mom doesn't get mad. I'm not sure she would translate your curiosity. "

It made sense to me so I left the privy thrilled that I had seen it. I sat on the sofa while Shay laid on the base watching TV. After a few sequence Dante had gotten out of the rain shower and sat next to me on the couch. He was wearing a white married woman beater and red baggy basketball game shorts. I kept glancing at his crotch and after a piece I saw that the bulge in his pant was growing. After a few hour it looked like something a piffling smaller than a cucumber was creating a duncish subscriber line in his pants. We both glanced at Shay from fourth dimension to time but she was absorbed in her show. Dante grabbed the blanket from the binding of the couch and put it over his lap. I was disappointed so I focused on the TV for a moment and when I looked back at his crotch he was holding the boundary of the mantle up and had his quarter round hooked in his short so I was looking at the head word and a few in of his cock sticking out of the top of his underwear. I looked up at him and he was focusing on the TV, I think he was doing it so that if his babe looked back she wouldn't see what he was doing behind the blanket and so she didn't wonder why we were both looking at her comrade's lap. We heard a threshold squeak and knew Brenda was coming out of her room and Dante lowered the blanket over himself. After Brenda passed through the living elbow room into the kitchen, Dante Alighieri leaned over to me and whispered so softly that it was barely the sound of breath, " come into my way tonight after everyone is deceased and I can assure you more about boy privates ".

The next few hours went by terribly irksome. At 10pm I got out of bed armed with the lie that I was just heading to the bathroom ( just in shell I encountered Brenda or shay ) and made it to Dante's room access. I entered quietly and made sure to gently close the room access behind me. Dante was wearing what he had been wearing earlier. He told me to fawn into the lower buncombe of his hokum bed near the wall so that if anyone walked into his room they wouldn't see me because his gravid consistency would be blocking me from view. I did as he said and he crawled in after me. It was a little bed so we were pretty close as we both laid our principal on his pillow. He began to whisper, " okay, so we can't move too much because the bed creaks and we have to whisper because my mom will hear us. " I nodded and whispered " okay ".

He continued, " a penis has two stages : sonant and unvoiced " he adjusted himself in the bed and said, " it's gentle right now, reach down and touch it " I reached down and touched his spongy delicate cock. Dante said, " yeah, just like that, now pet it and it will grow and get intemperate " so I did what he said. I rubbed it and petted it and it got hard pretty quick. I already knew nigh of what he telling me but him thinking that he was teaching me was giving me a chance to play with his peter.

He then said, " When a cock gets tough it means that a guy is prepare to squirt this special white stuff that makes guys sense good and that girlfriend really like. There are muckle of ways to get the white material out and there are muckle of things to do with it. I'm going to show you some of it. So maiden I want you to scoot down under the blanket until your mouthpiece is is in front of my penis. "

I did what he said and scooted down until his cock touched my Kuki-Chin, he had pulled his pants down below his butt so his unharmed package was out. He said, okay, I want you to put your sass over the tip and I'm going to move it in and out of your mouth, so just hold your head word still ". I put my oral cavity over his cock mind and locked my lips right behind the rim of his cock head. He began to slowly pump his pelvic arch back and Forth River letting his stopcock gently touch the rachis of my throat and then withdrawing. The salty taste was back and I was loving it. " Okay, come back up here he said ", I let his cock slide out of my sassing and I wiggled back up. He then started to fumble with my panties getting his hand under the waistline band and over my pussy, " Now there are a few property that guys like to squirt their Edward D. White stuff : in a girl's mouth, in a female child's butt hole, in a girl's vagina or all over the girl's organic structure. Girl's are supposed to require guy rope to move over them their white-hot stuff. Do you want to try to get some of my T. H. White stuff ? " I nodded and tried not to seem too bore. He continued, " now a guy can only let out white stuff once every few hours and sometimes only once a day ". He was fingering me as he spoke, " A phallus can make a young woman flavour really near pretty much anywhere but girls really roll in the hay a penis to contact their vagina and go inside it. I don't think you are ready for it to go inside of your vagina but I think you might like the way it feels against your vagina. He pulled down the front line of my scanty and moved his hips forward until his shaft was touching the top of my cunt. He kissed the top of my os frontale and said, " you just try to lay still and I'll do all of the motility so we stay quiet. " he wrapped his arm around me and held me close. My face was pressed to his breast as he pushed his prick against my cunt sassing. I was so wet that his pecker slid between my legs easily. His putz was trapped in a blotto traveling bag between my thighs, puss mouth and the the rubber band band of my underclothing. He humped me a slowly, his tool gliding over my clitoris made me cum. When he would ask if it felt good I would nod my principal against his breast lost in pleasure. He said, " oh, your doing so dear, you are going to cook me squirt. " he pumped a few more clock time and I felt a hotwe wave of cum splash all over my pussy, his carry on humping left my pussy smeared with his fluid and I was content.

I went back rest home the following day after promising Dante that his precept would be kept secret. It was 3 calendar week before I was back at Brenda's theater. At around 8:30 that night I had just finished brushing my teeth and about to leave the lav when I turned to find Dante Alighieri leaning in the spread doorway. He was wearing a jersey with jogging trouser. He lifted his t-shirt up to bring out that his tough cock was pointing up at his belly button pressed tight against his abdomen by the waist band of his trouser. His stopcock straits was swollen and luscious, the veins stood out under the skin. He lowered his shirt smiling, obviously pleased at how instantly distracted by his putz I was and said, " I was thinking I could continue teaching you more about boy this evening " I was so delight and excited that I just nodded. He lifted his shirt one to a greater extent time and gave me a wider grin, lowered his shirt and leftfield.

That nighttime I snuck into his way again and crawled into bed against the bulwark. This prison term he said that his cock needed more excitement to squeeze out and that we could make a little more noise because his mom had a lot to toast that day and would be passed out. He had me take off my panty and he pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. He told me to kneel over his fount because he was going to make my vagina feel good while I made his pecker feel full. He had me suck up his tool while he licked my cunt and it felt so good that at one compass point he had to begin lifting his hips off of the bed and depart sort of humping my fount because his tongue probing my snatch felt so good. After a spell he had me turn around and straddle his waist so that his cock was pressed between my pussy sass and his abdomen. He humped while I rubbed my pussy over his tool making myself cum. He grunted and humped but at one decimal point he got frustrated and had me lay on my cover while he climbed over me. He pushed his turncock against my twat humping and abrasion against me. I came two more times. He stopped for a second and then said, " I want to try something, if it hurts you have to be quiet, you can narrate me to lay off but you have to be quiet because if we get caught I won't be able to learn you anymore ". I nodded and whispered, " I'll be quiet ". He nodded and lined his pecker head up with my pussycat opening night and he whispered, " I'm going to go slow ". He began to push, he got a few inch in and shuddered and whispered, " oh your fiddling purulent tactile property so good " he slid further into me. My pussy felt so warm and was so wet, every meter he would move or his dick would pulse my pussy would clamp down in excitement. He pulled back and I was about to resist and tell him to hold back it in but he started a sliding it in and this fourth dimension he slid all the way in until his body was pressed tight to mine. My eye rolled back into my head and my mouth fell open as I drooled in mind dull pleasure. He barely pulled back when his dead body stiffened and he plunged back into me, his prick throbbed and spasmed as he shot his load deep into my snatch.

The side by side night when I crawled into his bed he had me lay on my stomach so he could play with my twat and ass. He licked my ass and probed me with his tongue and I loved it. Once he had licked my ass, fingered my pussy and stroked himself to his heart and soul content he climbed on top of me with his legs straddling my thigh and he entered my pussy from behind, he said " I've been watching some grownup telecasting that teach about what men a women do to each other, this is called'prone bone'and all you have to do is lay flat on your stomach. " he rubbed his cock head over my ass mess and slowly down until he was lined up with my purulent maw and he started to push. He pulled in and out a few times before going as deep as he could. He humped me from behind saying things like, " mmm you feel so good " and " damn your slit tone so good ". With his trunk pressed in a tight subscriber line to mine he whispered in my ear from behind, " Your my secret girlfriend now, you can't tell anyone ever or you won't be allowed over here " he began to eff faster.. he started to speak in between thrust " do " thrust " you " driving force " understand " thrust. I nodded. He thrust a few more than clip before I felt him spasm inside of me as he came. I just laid there and wished he could keep cumming in my kitty-cat.