This is Chapter 2 of a literary fiction series. As in the previous chapter, the characters have been based on real people with real feelings, fears, emotions and of course body parts. Therefore the 36DDD dumb blond with a perfect silhouette who wanted to screw all of China in a single night is STILL NOT in this story nor will she ever be. I suggest you look elsewhere if you want to find her.
For those looking to partake of a GOOD erotic story with an actual story line that will touch both your heart and your hormones, I hope you truly enjoy my work and please leave feedback.
While this chapter has been written in a manner where it can be enjoyed as a stand alone, it is best understood and truly appreciated after having read Chapter 1 which, if you haven't as of yet, I invite you to do first. I'm currently working on the additional chapters to complete the story at various levels with more submissions coming soon. Ideas are always welcome and considered.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE DEFINITELY OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE
Chapter 2 - The light after the storm
I awoke in pitch black darkness to the most vivid wet dream I'd ever experienced. It was so real; I could still feel her wet lips encompassing my rigid rod from the amazing blowjob I had dreamt about. Yet, they were still there, bobbing up and down in the darkness on my pole, a feeling of euphoria overcoming me. Was I still asleep? Had I not actually awaken?
Chassidy, the older brunette of my two younger sisters both of whom had declared their undying love to me in the middle of a cat-5 hurricane the night before, was still sleeping soundly next to me. Her nude flesh pressed against mine, her right breast resting on my chest with the left pressing into my ribcage. Marissa, the younger Latina-Caucasian mix sister and admittedly the one I had fallen in love with first several years ago was gone though.
I felt a warm wet softness run the length of my rigid manhood from base to the tip and I realized I was not in a dream. Marissa had taken it upon herself to give me a blowjob while I slept and didn't realize that I had actually awoken from it. Enjoying the sensation of her twenty-three-year old eager yet inexperienced mouth, I laid back on my pillow and let her enjoy herself. After all, she had been disappointed when Chassidy had taken and swallowed my load the night before during our first session of love. Marissa had declared the next one to be hers and I wouldn't want our new special family situation to begin tainted by jealousy after just one day.
It was perhaps the hardest thing I'd ever done, to stay quiet while she eagerly engulfed my rod. I wanted to breathe heavy, to encourage her on, to let her know how much I was thoroughly enjoying her work, to grab her beautiful black hair and make love to her sweet mouth. She thought I was asleep though and thus I bit my tongue to make not a sound. If she wanted my cum load in secret, she was going to have it alright.
I felt the stirring in my groin, the tell-tale signs of my impending explosion to come but still I stayed silent. Unawares of the eruption to soon come though obviously hoping and prying for its arrival, Marissa continued her continual sucking spree, teaching herself to take just a little more in her mouth with every downward stroke.
There was another sound in the room though as well. I heard a distinct wet, slippery sound that was increasing in both volume and speed and being accompanied by a slight jiggle to the bed. When Marissa actually broke off from her oral work for a moment to let out a quick series of short breathes, I realized then that she was touching herself too while she worked my pole and was nearing her own orgasm. Her renewed oral vigor on my prick when she returned to it told me she wasn't far from orgasm which sped up my own orgasmic progression two-fold.
I couldn't help but grunt when the waves of pleasure hit me, causing me to empty all my love into my eager sister's mouth. I was delirious, hallucinating, flying through the clouds of heaven. The surprising force of my unannounced load caused Marissa to yelp and then moan incessantly as she tried to keep it all in. The bed around my legs shook uncontrollably as I knew her moans, which sent heavenly vibrations through my engulfed staff, were the signs of her own ripping orgasm.
She sucked me like a milkshake, trying to get that last little drop of sweet vanilla from the bottom through the straw. In this case it was more like a salty vanilla shake I imagined. When convinced that she hadn't missed a drop, she let me go, my thoroughly cleaned manhood falling exhausted onto my pelvis.
"That was amazing," I said once she had taken her rightful place on the bed to my left. She wrapped her leg around mine and I felt the sopping wetness of her matted bush against my skin.
"You were supposed to be asleep," she whispered back with a giggle. "But Chassidy was right; you are absolutely delicious. Guess there goes that innocence thing you loved so much about me though."
I kissed her on the forehead. "Nah..., you still look innocent and that's all I wanted. I think I prefer your naughtiness." She laid her head on my shoulder, her hand on my chest.
"I love you, Jerry." Marissa sighed. I told her I loved her too more than anything in the world. Chassidy stirred on my right, her arm extending across my chest hugging me closer to her like a teddy bear. 'My sweet love, Jerry,' she was speaking in her sleep, obviously dreaming about me as well.
"Wow, she really loves you just as much as I do, Jerry," Marissa whispered giving me a little jab in the ribs. "I bet you're feeling pretty good about yourself right now. Not many guys can make that claim." It was the greatest feeling; being loved and loving back two beautiful women at the same time. Life just couldn't get any better than that.
"Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good alright; like a king really." Marissa leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, a similar salty taste to that which Chassidy had a few hours before when we had finished the first time.
"You deserve it, really. So any pointers you got for me? How'd I do for my first full blowjob?" Her hand snaked down my body and finding my now flaccid and exhausted manhood, she tickled the tip with a few fingers.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were a pro." She giggled at my response.
"Can I ask you a question?" She didn't really wait for my answer to continue. "What was it about me that made you fall in love with me so long ago? For me, it was your strength and protection that I always felt when I was around you. I knew I would always be safe with you nearby."
"For me, it was his eyes, his smile and his amazing, fun personality," Chassidy spoke apparently having woken up as well and hearing our conversation.