Chapter 2

I hurried down the stairs dressed only in my nightshirt. My pesky penis was still somewhat hard, and I could feel a delicious heat centered in my pussy. Who wouldn’t feel that way after spending the last couple hours screwing her beautiful twin sister all over the house?

“Oh damn.” I sighed when I reached the kitchen.

There was congealing jit all over the table, and it had dribbled down to the floor. I hastily cleaned the table top, shoved the table back into it’s accustomed position, and then paused. The oak table was rather heavy. I impressed myself with how far I had moved it while balling Kelly over it. I couldn’t wait too long. I hastily mopped, hoping that my slop wouldn’t make the floor noticeably streaky. Hopefully, mom would have her usual Saturday morning hangover and wouldn’t notice.

I hustled to the living-room, once again thankful for the plastic covered upholstery of our blue sofa. I noticed to my relief that none had spilled over to the floor. Still, there was quite a large pearly white puddle pooled on the transparent plastic.

I had some cleaning rags in hand, but had a strange thought. Kelly had swallowed what I gave her without hesitation. The idea had always repulsed me before, but I had decided to try and perform Fellatio on myself. I couldn’t stop wondering what the gooey slime would taste like.

I knelt on the hard wood floor and looked at the mess that had leaked out of Kelly’s pussy. I’ll be the first to admit that the musky smell wasn’t exactly pleasant. It put me in mind of old leaves, mushrooms, and over chlorinated swimming pools.

“If Kelly can do it, so can I!”

With that pep talk, I leaned over, and cautiously brought my face closer to the mess. I gingerly touched my tongue to it, and something seemed to go fizz in my mind. I forgot about the smell, and the fact that the salty stuff didn’t taste all that great. Before I knew what was happening, I had pursed my lips. Overcome by the strange impulse, I held my hair out of the way and noisily slurped away. I swallowed as much of the thickening gloppy cold slime that I could. Then I spent quite some time licking the plastic clean of every last smeary drop. I just knew it would taste even better fresh out of my dick!

“Well, that made cleanup easier, anyway.” I said as I sprayed some Windex on the plastic and wiped it clean. “There. Good as new! Mom will never know anyone defiled the furniture!”

That’s when my heart did a sudden flip flop beneath my breasts. I had finished just in time! I heard a key turning in the front door!

“Crap! Mom’s home!” I glanced at the clock on the wall over the console television set. “It’s almost 4:00am!”

I had nothing to fear, but fear gripped me anyway. My penis went flop. That was actually a good thing. I knew I looked somewhat innocent in my plain white nightshirt. My big breasts would keep mom from noticing that I wasn’t wearing any underwear lower down. Then I was doubly thankful. Mom had a guest!

“Darlene, who’s this chick?” The rather tall and good looking black man drawled. I was impressed with the size and sheen of his Afro. He looked like a fashion model. I could see why mom latched on to him. “I thought you said your pad was empty.”

“I’m Darlene’s” I paused. I know my mother well, and didn’t want to spoil anything for her. She’s quite a swinger and always lied about her age. I mean seriously. She’s 40, but always claims to be 25. Granted, she didn’t look 30, but she always claimed those five extra years. She’s beautiful enough to get away with it though. I mentally cheered her for being an equal opportunity tramp. I went on without a hitch. “kid sister!”

“Hiya Linda baby!” Mom said, with her roller-skates hanging around her neck. “How’s tricks?”

Oh great. Mom was wasted. I know she didn’t go for pills, but suspected her fondness for Tequila had gotten the better of her again. Not to mention I could detect the distinct smell of marijuana! My mother, the juvenile delinquent!

The guy looked at me. He looked at me like I was a side of beef! I could tell he wanted some sisterly action. He was really good looking. He wore an open vest with no shirt, and I could see how muscular his body was. His extremely tight bell-bottoms told me that what he had was every bit as big as mine. Maybe even bigger. Yikes! I was still virgin in my pussy! I couldn’t take something that big on my first try!

“Darlene” I said in my best frightened voice. “Daddy just called. He’s on the way home right now!”

“Huh? Daddy?” Mom gasped as she settled onto the freshly cleaned sofa. “I, I don’t understand.”

“Well, I got you home safe, baby.” the guy said. “I’ll see ya next week Darlene!”

With that, he left. I felt truly bad for that nasty trick. I figured he wouldn’t want to hang around a house with two white chicks at 4:00 in the morning, if their daddy was arriving any minute.

Mom chose that moment to slump over sideways. Oh damn! She passed out! Thankfully she rarely got sick until waking up the following morning. Or should I say early afternoon? I hurried to the door. Mom’s companion didn’t deserve being brushed off like that.

“Wait up man.” I called softly. I caught him just as he was climbing into his Cadillac.

“What do you want, baby girl?”

“Come here.”

I knew I was taking a huge risk, but I hadn’t put on the porch light. Hopefully he wouldn’t look lower than my breasts. My lower half was in shadow, anyway.

“Well?” He asked. “Your sister had her own grass. I don’t deal, I’m not risking my future on that shit.”

“Nothing like that” I said as I made up my mind. In the dim light. I put a hand on his thigh. I was right. Just as big as me. “It’s not fair that sis left you with a case of blue balls.”

“Brown, actually.” He laughed. “How old are you, sugar baby?”

“How old?” I almost admitted to twenty-one, but decided to give him something extra. “I just turned eighteen last night.”

“Happy birthday.” He laughed again. “Want me to give you a present?”

“No, I just want to, um, you see” I was glad it was so dark, or he would see me blushing. “I decided, well, to do Fellatio on my penis um I mean boyfriend’s penis. He’s my boyfriend so his penis belongs to me!”

“What’s that to me?” he asked softly. “And what about your father?”

“I want to know what I’m doing.” I whispered as I sank to my knees. I altered my fib. “Daddy won’t be home for about twenty minutes. We have plenty of time for me to practice!”

“Are you crazy?” He asked as he fumbled to undo his belt-buckle. He slid his pants down. “You think I’d allow some kid to suck my cock?”

“I think you answered your own question.”

It was a bit to dark to see, but I could make out this huge shape pointing right at my face. He obligingly flicked his Bic, and I could see much better. The chocolate brown shaft was capped with an almost purple swollen head. It was a lovely contrast to my pale white penis. I gently grasped him, and it felt so much like grabbing my own. I gently moved my hand up and down. I liked seeing the foreskin sort of make the head play peek-a-boo. For some reason I was born without one.

“It’s very pretty.” I said with an all too real giggle.

“I would prefer imposing, or maybe just handsome.”

“How about magnificent?”

“That will do nicely, sugar baby.”

I kissed the head and the light went out. I felt the lighter bounce off my head, but didn’t care. I could taste a salty musk, not unlike what I licked up earlier. I licked the head again. Then I slowly licked up and down the shaft. I was big enough where I could probably get the head of mine almost to the back of my throat, but I doubt if I could treat myself to this!

“Are you sure this is your first time goin’ down on a guy?” He asked quietly. “You’re doin’ just fine.”

“I’ve read about it, but never had the nerve to try.” I embellished a little. “I am not losing my boyfriend because I was afraid to use my mouth on him!”

“Damn girl, is your whole family weird?”

“Just the womenfolk.”

I giggled, and licked him again. Then I leaned lower and kissed his hairy balls. The hair was quite kinky and curly, but I didn’t mind the thought of any stray hairs getting in my mouth. When you have long hair, you sometimes wake up with it in your mouth. It’s no big deal.

It was odd though. Then I realized why. He had the standard two balls. My sack was rather full with three. I’m probably the only girl on Earth who knows what being kicked in the nuts feels like. I remember when I was first learning to ride a bike. I bounced on the cross bar of my boy style bike. The pain was unforgettable! I fell over, rolled into a ball, and ended up puking! I immediately switched to a girl’s bike!

I knew enough to treat his very gently. I licked, and then sucked a nugget completely into my mouth. I felt a hand on my head, but he didn’t try to push me or anything.

“Baby-girl, your boyfriend is in for a thrill!”

I took that to mean he was ready for the main event. Well, so was I! I opened my mouth wide, and took him in. It struck me that when I did myself, my penis would be upside down in relation to his. I almost laughed around him when I imagined him standing on his head so I could get a better feel for things.

“That’s good, baby doll.” He whispered. “Watch those teeth.”

This was it. I started to bob my head like it was described in all those Penthouse letters I read. My mouth was so full, but I moved my tongue as much as I could. I found I could get it almost completely around his thickness. His panting told me I was doing a good job when I began to suck...