Shoplifting Has Its Consequences
Copyright© 2025 by Rachel 42
Chapter 33: It’s Always Nice to be Home
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 33: It’s Always Nice to be Home - A young teen is caught shoplifting and pays the price.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Blackmail Fiction True Story Incest First Masturbation Petting Squirting
About 2:00 that afternoon, Bob and I left his house and went for a long walk, down towards the river where Bob knew I liked to go when I had things to think about or to work out. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, in early July.
I knew that Bob would have questions, but then again, so did I. I decided that I would allow him to take control of the conversation, and if the time seemed right, I would ask my questions.
We hadn’t walked far at all before Bob began: “Rachel, I am so sorry that I dated that other girl, but honestly we only dated a short time, we had sex together four times, and then things got kind of weird between us, I had these thoughts of you in my head, and she could tell that I wasn’t paying as much attention to her as she wanted. So, she just told me that our relationship wasn’t what she wanted or imagined it would be. So, we broke it off, she was with another guy a few days later, she was a little bit controlling as well.
I stopped walking and stood looking at him, then I said: “Bob, I must take full responsibility for what you did, I told you repeatedly that I couldn’t be your girlfriend, I chased you away from me, I felt that you were too good for me, my past would always be a fucking problem, and maybe it will. But I am the one that chased you away. Then when I found out that you were dating a girl, I got jealous, I realized that I was losing the one guy that had always cared for me, that was always there for me. I realized how much I actually cared for you.”
Bob answered: “It’s okay Rachel, I do still love you, and I will always love you. I have waited for a long time to hear you talk like that. I don’t care what you have done, Rachel; I don’t care how many guys have had you and used you, I just don’t care. I love you Rachel, and I want you babe.”
We had just confessed our true feelings for each other; we got to the river and found rocks to sit on.
I looked at Bob and asked: “Bob, is there anything you want me to tell you about, I don’t want to be with you while you are thinking of things I may or may not have done, I will answer any of your questions, I’ve been a bad girl, so just ask, I will be as honest as I can.”
Bob looked at me, and said: “Rachel, I think you have told me as much as I need to know, I don’t need you to go into any dirty fucking details, I know you were fucked up, I know you can’t handle booze, and probably not the drugs either. I don’t need you to tell me anymore.”
I looked at him and with a smile, I asked: “Well can I ask you a question?”
Bob smiled, I think he knew exactly what I was going to ask: “Sure Rachel, whatever you want to know.”
I then asked: “How was my mom, I know you and her had sex together a few times, so tell me, how was she?”
Bob laughed: “Rachel, I know why you are such a great person to be with. It’s because your mother is a great person. We talked a lot about you; she helped me through some hard times when I was thinking of you. She comforted me, so having sex with her was both satisfying and relaxing, she is good in bed Rachel, and so much fun to be with.”
Then I asked: “And that girl you had, was she good too?”
Bob answered me: “I could lie and say she was horrible, but we need to be truthful with each other. She was okay, not as good as you, and certainly not as much fun as you. I was trying to move on Rachel, you had rejected me again, I was to the point of giving up hope on our relationship, she made advances towards me, so I reacted to them, I wasn’t even looking for sex, it just happened, but trust me, you will always be the best.”
I wanted to get his opinion on his parents’ newfound lifestyle: “Tell me, how do you feel about your parents and their swinging lifestyle, I know that you and my mom have taken part in it with them.”
Bob was quick to answer: “Honestly, I don’t care what they are doing, as long as they are happy. Yes, I have taken part, and it is okay, I could do it or not do it, and it wouldn’t bother me. I know how much my dad looks forward to taking you to bed, and if that is something that continues to happen, then I will be okay with it, mom likes sleeping with me, and to be totally honest, I love fucking my mom. So, that is how I feel.”
I looked at him again, knowing he was such a good guy and said: “I think we are going to have to take this slowly, we can work things out as we go along, I’m just happy to be home.”
We got up and walked along the riverbank until we came to a pool that I have been swimming in for many years. We stopped, and I looked at Bob. He was about four feet away. I started unbuttoning my blouse, and I took it off, I undid the bra I was wearing and laid it beside my blouse, then I peeled my shorts and finally my panties, I smiled at Bob and then turned and jumped into the pool.
Bob watched and smiled, and then quickly undressed and jumped into the pool to be with me. He came to me and put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. My big boobs pressed into his chest, it felt so wonderful, and then we embraced for a long passionate kiss. It was good; I loved being in his arms.
I hesitated a few minutes, just enjoying his arms around me, but I wanted his dick, what I really wanted to do was to take his dick into my hands and show him some happiness. After that short period, I did just that, I allowed my hand to slide down, and I found his dick, Bob was getting hard. I played around with it for a period of time, sliding my hand slowly up and down his hard shaft. Bob enjoyed the feeling, and I could tell he didn’t want me to stop. I kept stroking his cock with my right hand while my left hand found his ball sack. I gently squeezed his nuts as I continued stroking his hard cock. I wanted to suck his cock for him, but his cock was under water, I took him by the hand and we walked to a spot where his hard beautiful cock was above the water line, I went down on my knees and took that hard cock into my mouth, one hand still fondling his balls, I used the other hand to stroke his cock as I slowly went back and forth on it with my mouth.
Bob was watching me as I gave his cock a good workout with my mouth, he was getting horny and I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I continued sucking on his dick and playing with his balls until I could tell that Bob was already reaching the point of needing sex.
I took him by the hand and led him to a soft place on the shore; I laid back and opened my legs for him. He went down on me, using both hands to spread my hairy pussy and then moving his tongue over my wet clitoris, he slid two of his fingers into my waiting twat hole and began finger fucking me as he licked my needy clit.
Then he looked up and told me: “I missed your hairy twat Rachel, that is one of the differences between you and the chick I dated, she shaved herself, I had never seen that or played with anyone else that shaved themselves. I much prefer your hairy box.”
I listened to what Bob said but I was ready: “Fuck me baby, I want you to fuck me now.”
Bob was ready too, he quickly slid up onto me, and I took his hard cock that I wanted so bad, and I guided it slowly into my waiting hole. It felt so good as it penetrated deeper into my twat. I moaned softly and I heard Bob moaning as well. As Bob began rocking back and forth on me, fucking me slowly but perfectly. Bob said: “You are so good Rachel, I have missed this so much, you are just so fucking good.”
I listened and then answered: “I love you too Bob, I love your big fucking cock inside of me, just fuck me baby, fuck me and enjoy every fucking stroke of your big fucking cock in my wet needy fucking cunt, just fuck me, fuck me good, fuck me like you can babe.”
Bob loved how I talked when he was fucking me, and it also drove him to the brink of orgasm quicker. He just wanted to make it last longer but he couldn’t, he was ready, he needed to let loose, and he did, he filled my cunt hole with his hot cum, and I loved it, every drop of it, every stroke of his sexy hard cock, it was wonderful. Feeling his cum in me as I also began feeling my orgasm happening, we laid there naked together, he was feeling me up as I just relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of just been laid. It was so fucking good.
We laid together for more than an hour, then I said: “I needed that Bob, I needed to know that you still wanted me, and you were so good, I love you, Bob.”
He smiled at me and then said: “Perhaps we should get up and head back to the house, I am sure that mom will have dinner ready soon, I bet you’d love to sit down to a good home cooked meal.”
We got up, and I pulled my panties on and then my shorts, I asked Bob to help me with my bra, although I was perfectly capable of doing it myself, I just wanted him, and if the truth be told, I really wished that he could fuck me again, right then and there. I pulled my blouse on and did up the buttons. We walked back to his parents’ house holding hands; this was a good day.
We got to his parents’ house; I noticed that my mom’s car was still in the driveway. I wondered what that meant, was she just socializing and staying for dinner, or were her and Mike going to be getting it on later, or perhaps, they already had. Then I wondered if mom and Jean were involved sexually in any way, I knew that mom liked a little female play, and I had been sexual with Jean, so many thoughts running through my head.
I decided to ask Bob before we went inside: “Bob, do you know if my mom and your mom have been sexual with each other?”
Bob answered me: “I can’t say for sure, but it wouldn’t surprise me. Why do you ask, would that bother you?”
I answered honestly: “No, not really, I was just curious. It seems a little awkward for my mom and your dad to be together, and your mom to be the odd person out, don’t you think?”
Bob assured me: “I wouldn’t worry about it. There has been this other guy that comes around any time they call him, I have been with mom and so has your brother, Roger. So, I think it is all good.”
I don’t know if I still was totally understanding what to expect, but I was a little more at ease. I just didn’t know what to expect that night. Did they want to welcome me home by having Mike fuck me, was mom going to fuck Bob, and what about Jean, who would be taking care of her needs?”
We entered the house, and they were all out at the pool, mom and Jean were topless, but both had their bikini briefs on, Mike was wearing a sexy white bathing suit, that clearly showed the outline of his dick. My brother Roger was with them, and he also was wearing a blue bathing suit, but he was in the pool, having a lot of fun by himself.
As I looked around, and said hello to everyone, the only thought that came to my mind was: Isn’t this interesting, three men, and three women. Does this mean that we are all going to swap partners and have a little sex party later?
I tried to think of something else; I decided to join mom and Jean and get on one of the comfortable lawn chairs and take my top off. I stood looking right at my mom and as I was undoing my blouse again, I told my mom that I loved her, I then turned to Jean and Mike and as I undid my bra, I told them that I loved them too. Now topless, I took a seat beside mom and Jean and watched as Bob peeled his tee shirt off and sat beside me.
Mom asked: “Did you and Bob have a good time together, were you able to catch up on everything?”
I smiled, and in a voice that let her know we did more than just talk, I answered: “Yes mom, we got caught up on everything, and we had a great afternoon, didn’t we Bob?”
Bob smiled: “Yes, it was nice, very nice to find out what we missed.”
Mike was cooking dinner at the barbeque, he was making steaks and baked potatoes, Jean had made a nice salad. When it was ready, he put it all on the outdoor table, buffet style. We all helped ourselves and enjoyed a beautiful meal.