Taylor and Me

As typical for a Friday or any other time I am away from the house, I race home in order to spend time with Taylor now that we have consummated our relationship. The only difference is the place is dark when I arrive. I am disappointed as I walk through the empty rooms, turning on a lamp here and there to chase away the shadows of despair.

I vaguely remember her saying something this morning about a meeting at the sorority house tonight, but I was more interested in soaping up her long hair in the shower and the soft purrs she was emitting as I massaged her scalp under the torrent of hot water cascading between us. She turned to face me and I am still taken by the sight of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss, long and passionate, with lots of tongue work, which prompted me to lift her up so I could stare into her eyes as I slowly lowered her onto my turgid shaft.

She has grown accustomed to my size, not clamping down so tightly I cannot move within, yet still so tight I am have a difficult time believing she can handle my length and girth. Nine inches is a lot for a girl barely over five feet tall and weighing somewhere around one hundred pounds. She threw her head back in pleasure and I twisted slightly so the stream of water could rinse her hair. They say guys cannot multi-task, but I think I did good.

Her orgasm was short and quick, as she had worn me out the previous night, riding me hard until I gave her what she wanted, my cum deep inside her pussy, before she collapsed upon my chest. She has slept in my bed every night since I discovered she was the Cat woman on Halloween. Nearly two weeks later, she is still eliciting at least one load a night, even going as far as blowing me on her red-wing nights.

"Don't finish in the shower," she moaned into my ear. "I want your cum in me all day, especially since I will be late tonight." I turned off the water and opened the door. Carrying her across the bathroom, I set her on the counter and resumed pounding into her steamy core. She grabbed a towel and draped it across my shoulders, pulling me into another deep kiss which muffled her screams as she climaxed again. Her rhythmic contractions set me off, and I joined in the orgasmic bliss, filling her so full, our combined juices started leaking out and down her legs.

She grabbed a tiny thong and donned it, instantly soaking the panel as she pulled it between her hairless cleft. Just seeing her there in that tiny scrap of silk and lace had me rising again, wanting, no, needing to take her again. Unfortunately, she was out of the room before I could grab her.

She wore a short, light summer dress even though the weather has started to turn cold. It was scooped neck and loose enough that when she leaned forward to slide her leggings on, I could see she had forgone a bra and was giving me quite a show of her perky c-cup breasts and rocky peaks.

So taken by her beauty, I forgot what I was doing in favor of staring and wondering what she saw in me, as I am twice her age and have the beginnings of a dad bod, unlike those college guys I saw staring at her at the Halloween party and any time we are out and about.

I set forth making something to eat, not knowing when she will be home, nor if she will be hungry. I miss the sounds of her being there, even if it is with her in her room doing homework, or the times we sit together watching the news or a movie. I putter around the kitchen, but without Taylor there, I decide to order takeout, getting enough there will be leftovers in the refer when she comes home, if she is hungry.

Shedding my coat and tie, I unfasten a couple of buttons on my shirt and sit down to watch the news while I await the driver to deliver my food. I think I have drifted off to sleep because the doorbell startles me.

I rush to the door, not expecting anything but my food, and I am pleasantly surprised to see a spectacular blonde at my door, hair pulled back severely in a ponytail reaching halfway down her back. Even though she looks harried by her job, I cannot help but take in the sight. She is tall, maybe five foot nine inches, and skinny, probably weighing in at 130 pounds, most of that being her chest, barely contained by the logo tee shirt which is too small due to her bust line. I can see the tell tales of a bra beneath the distress fabric, and as she looks up at me with her blue eyes, I forget why she is here.

Her prompting gets me to look down at the two plastic bags she is holding out, full of Chinese cuisine, but my eyes stop at the two bumps atop her chest, indicating she has taken a chill on this night. "Come in," I state, taking the load from her. "Let me get you a tip." I brush my fingers over her hand before grasping the bags.

Her bow shaped lips part slightly in contemplation and her lip gloss catches the light. "I can't," she replies. "I have other deliveries." I step back and she hesitates for a moment before crossing the threshold. I close the door behind her, admiring her butt, tucked in slacks which are too thin for this time of year. I pull out my wallet and grab one, then two twenties and hold them out for her.

"That's too much," she says, staring at the bills for a moment before looking up. She bites her lip.

"I know how hard it is to make ends meet these days," I say softly and push the cash into her hand.

"I can't take this," she replies, barely above a whisper. "The boss will think I am providing extras."

"Are you?" I ask rhetorically and smile. Quickly I add, "You don't need to tell him how much your tips are." Her fingers curl, grasping the money and my fingers wrap around hers, holding her from escaping.

I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her knuckle. "You are ravishing," I murmur into the back of her hand and then let go. As my eyes travel to her face again, I notice she has pebbled up while inside, not relaxed in the warmth of the house.

"Uh," she starts and stops. A moment later she continues, "I've gotta go." She stands there for a few seconds and then darts close to give me a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks," she says before backing into the door. I can see her blush as she finds the knob and opens the door. She turns on a heel and runs down the walk to her car. I am still standing in the open doorway as she pauses and gives me a finger wave before opening her car door to escape from the situation I have put her in.

I do fall asleep on the couch while waiting for Taylor to come home for the evening. I have not been getting enough sleep with her in my bed, not that I am complaining. At least the weekend is here and I can try to get some rest over the weekend, if I am allowed.

I am awakened by the sound of someone gagging. Taylor has come home and is trying to deep throat me while I was sleeping. I pretend to sleep while I enjoy her attempts, but she notices right away. "Hi, unkie," she purrs in a tone which has me melting inside. "I know you're awake, so you can open your eyes. I will keep going, if you want me to." Her smile is contagious.

"Hi baby girl," I reply and pull her onto my lap. She presses herself against me as I devour her mouth. My need for her is unrivaled as I want to be with her every moment of every day, even though I know we both have lives apart from those scarce moments we are together. "How was your day?" I ask after properly giving her a welcome home kiss.

"Long and hard," she giggles and grinds down on my exposed erection. "Just the way I like you." I run my hands down her back to her nicely rounded bubble butt. I inch her dress up with my fingers until I am palming the bare skin of her cheeks. She moans into my mouth when I slip a finger between her sculpted buns and tease her back door before moving on to find her soaking wet with anticipation.

"Please," she sighs and I nudge the panel of her thong out of the way and she raises up enough for me to guide my rod into her love nest. She starts bouncing frantically on my lap as I feel her juices leaking all over my cock and balls, wetting the sofa cushion beneath me.

Her breathing has become irregular, a sign of an impending explosive release in a few moments time, when the doorbell rings. "Ignore it," I gasp and she continues on, quicker and quicker, building closer and closer. It rings again, followed by an impatient knock.

I can see the distress on her face as she stops. "It might be one of the girls from the sorority house," she groans and climbs off. I attempt to stuff my wood back into my slacks as she tries to make herself look presentable before strutting over to the door.

I hear, "Oh, ah, hi," from the doorway. I turn to look as the voice continues, "I delivered some food here earlier and the tip was out of proportions with the order. My conscious will not let me take so much for doing my job."

Taylor twists to look at me over her shoulder. "There's Chinese in the fridge if you are hungry," I say, guiltily. The look on her face is confusing. I cannot tell if she is mad at me or understands why I tipped so much or something else. The next thing I notice is the delivery driver is in the house and she is flushed, probably from the cold because she still does not have a jacket on.

"How much did you tip her?" Taylor demands.

"Forty bucks," I reply.

"And how much was the order?"

"I don't know. I put it on my card," I say.

"It was a little over thirty dollars," the driver says. "And that included the delivery and tip."

I keep looking back and forth between the two girls, not knowing how to reply. The moment Taylor wets her lips, I know I am not in trouble with her. But I will still have to deal with the driver, who is staring at me. Well, not at me, more like at the substantial bulge in my pants and the wet spot, compliments of Taylor.

She digs the cash out of her pocket and I state, "Keep it. You earned it." She starts to disagree, but I see Taylor place a hand on her lower back and urge the girl forward.

"Were you two, ah-" the driver asks.

"Busy?" Taylor finishes the question for her. They take another step towards me. I hear her whisper, "He is really good. Wanna try him out for size?"

"I'm, I'm," the driver stammers and then Taylor follows her whisper with a kiss on her ear.

"What's your name? "

"Chastity."

"I hope you're not," Taylor purrs as the two are now standing in front of me. Taylor takes the other girls hand and pulls it towards my bulge, covering the drivers hand with her own and moving it enough to let her know how much I am packing. Taylor looks at me and states, "You want her. That is why you gave her so much money." Turning to the driver, she continues by asking, "Do you want him?"

The wide-eyed gaze is accompanied by a small nod, barely perceptible if you were not expecting it. I am not sure I saw it, but Taylor did as she moves behind Chastity and starts to kiss the back of the blonde girl's neck while I lift her chin with my thumb and forefinger. "I'm," Chastity starts to say and stops. "I only had one boyfriend through high school and he moved to go to college while I stayed behind to go to the community college," she explains. "I've never been with a man before."

I lean down and kiss her softly, licking her lips until she opens them to me. My eyes are still open as I watch Taylor nibble on the girls neck while reaching around to cup her substantial breasts. I had no clue Taylor liked girls too as she has never mentioned this to me, not that I would have gone searching for a third, at least not without her.

Chastity lets go of my package to wrap her arms around my neck. She knows how to kiss and seems to be enjoying my tongue ravaging her mouth. Using one hand, I pull the blonde tight against me while running the fingers of my other hand through my niece's hair to reassure her that I have not forgetting her presence.

"You're in for a treat," Taylor purrs into the other girls neck. "He is going to make you cum so much and fuck you so hard, you will not be able to walk for a week."

Chastity mumbles something, but I cannot make it out because my tongue is in her mouth. She pulls back and says, "I don't know if-"

Taylor cuts her statement short by kissing her. I can see her force her tongue into the reluctant girl's mouth as she starts to pull her shirt up. "Yes you do," she murmurs, breaking the kiss only long enough to divest the delivery driver of her blouse before claiming her mouth again. I take the moment to reach around her and run my fingers up to the clasp on her conservative white bra. With a twist of my wrist, the garment is loosened and I peel it down her arms as she doesn't quite know where concentrate her touches, on Taylor who is sucking on her tongue or on me as I stand before her.

My hands immediately grasp her d-cup breasts, reveling in the size and apparent weightlessness of them before pinching her nipples. Her hands come up to cover mine. I am not sure if she is trying to cover herself and I got there first, of if she is guiding my ministrations as I knead her flesh. Either way, the nubs tighten further as I can hear her moan into Taylor's mouth while my niece's hands migrate south and start to unfasten Chastity's slacks.

It takes a tug to get them and her panties down over her hips, but they fall freely from there, pooling around her shoes. I can imagine the sight of the girls sandwiched between the two of us, naked and our hands freely roaming across her body. She gasps and the scent of her arousal wafts up. A moment later, she breaks the kiss as a shudder overtakes her. She looks up at me with a surprised look on her face, quickly morphing into one of pure ecstasy when she closes her eyes and moans loudly.

"She is ready for you," Taylor says as Chastity whimpers softly and in time with the squelches coming from Taylor's fingers deep withing her honey pot.

"Are you sure baby," I say softly. "You do remember how I thought you were ready and you weren't."

"You're right unkie," she replies. "Maybe you should demonstrate your oral expertise." The prurient smile and the gnawing on her lip has me wanting to take her, not this piece of meat which we are consuming.

I smile at my niece as she leads the driver over to the couch. They sit down and start to make out and I take the opportunity to kneel between the blonde's legs and sample her wares. She is wet with anticipation and from the previous manipulations and I can smell her arousal even before I lean in. And lean in I do. I draw my tongue along her hairless furrow from the bottom to the top and pause to concentrate on her clit.

I am not sure if she yells out her approval or just moans, as whatever she does is muffled by Taylor's tongue in her mouth while my tongue is in Chastity. A few more licks and she breaks away and cries out, "I'm gonna cum." I delve in deeper, piercing her innocence with my tongue as she begin to flood. "Oh, my god. Oh, my god! OH. MY. GOD!" she screams out and the torrent becomes a spray, squirting all over my face as her orgasm reaches epidemic proportions.

"Wow," I manage to utter.

"That is so hot," Taylor says, talking over me.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," pleads Chastity, turning a bright red.

Taylor grabs onto my shirt and starts kissing me ferociously, licking my face to get a taste of Chastity's cum all over me. I shove my tongue down her throat for a few minutes before looking up at Chastity. She is pantng heavily and still beat red when I move up to possess her mouth, letting her taste herself on my lips.

"I don't know what happened," she says upon breaking the kiss.

"You squirted," Taylor states in a matter of fact tone. "I wish I could do that."

I look from Chastity to Taylor and then back to Chastity before pulling her head towards mine to kiss her on the forehead. "You did good darlin," I say softly, trying to reassure her.

"You ready to fuck her?" Taylor asks me and I look down at my niece for a moment. I shake my head and she unfastens my pants, freeing my erection. She takes me in her mouth and starts slobbering on my cock. Taking me in her hand, she guides me the blonde's nether regions as I press forward.

Taylor rubs the tip of my nine inches between Chastity's swollen lips and the girl says, "I don't think it will fit."

"It will Chastity darlin," I reply, pushing forward as her eyes grow as large as saucers. She screams out as the purple, mushroom head finally splits her open and sinks a little bit within, only to be stopped by her barrier. "This will only hurt for a moment," I say and lean into her. She gasps and then yelps as I feel her innocence give way, making her a woman, a claimed woman, my woman as I try to sink further in. I pause long enough for her gulping o the air in an attempt to breathe to diminish as she becomes accustom to my size, not that Taylor has truly gotten used to my size and this recently deflowered virgin is well behind on that curve.

I opt to continue my assault of her senses as I try to split her in two as she grunts, "Too much, too big." I push onward, knowing she wants it all, even if she is not ready to admit it to herself or anyone else t this moment. I start sliding in and out of her, my balls slapping her ass as she claws at my back, pulling me closer. I increase the tempo, pounding her into the couch as she wails out in the agony of too much ecstasy and explodes again. This orgasm is not quite as intense, at least in my opinion because she does not squirt this time, but she floods around me and is leaking profusely down over her asshole and further soaking the couch beneath.

Taylor is urging me on as I saw in and out of Chastity's tight cunt, so snug I am nearing the edge way too quickly. Taylor already know the signs I exhibit and is massaging my balls before I grunt out the announcement, "I'm gonna cum."

"Fill her full," Taylor screams.

"Noooooo," Chastity wails as the first pulse erupts from my cock deep within. I struggle to withdraw from her tightness, managing to firing the second rope as I pull out, coating her pussy with my seed. I continue firing, painting my design across her inflamed lips and lower belly until I am spent.

Taylor immediately dives in, licking up my goo until she has a mouthful. She proceeds to start kissing the blonde, and I see their tongues sparring as she shares my load with the new girl. Both girls swallow what is in their mouths upon pulling apart, and Taylor resumes her duty, licking and sucking my cum out of Chastity's twat. A few moments later, he convinces Chastity to flip over so she can have access from behind. I watch as she sticks her tongue up her pussy, eliciting a glob of white from within. Taylor chases it up Chastity's ass, and then around her ring, lubing her up before sticking her tongue up her butt.

Chastity screams in orgasmic delight as more combined juices leak from her hole and onto the couch. Taylor is too busy eating ass to notice. Another climatic event has Taylor looking up. Her face is glazed over and her eyes are on fire. She glances down for a second and then says, "Looks like you are ready to take her other cherry."

"You look like you are enjoying that," I state. "Would you like me to do it to you?"

"I never thought you would ask," she purrs and takes my cock in her hand. She wraps her lips around it and shoves it as far down her throat as she can manage. She gags as then spits me out, saliva dripping from my manhood as I look over at Chastity. Taylor has a finger up her butt, pumping in and out, something I have not noticed until that moment.

Chastity looks over her shoulder at me. A worried look graces her face and she bites at her lower lip. I smile and she gives me a nod, giving me permission to complete my total possession of her mind, body and soul, knowing I am going to tear her up this night in every way possible.

Taylor lines me up and I press forward, concentrating all my weight on that point until I feel her dilate. The next thing I know is I am balls deep in her ass and she is bellowing out her discomfort and desire at the top of her lungs.