Chapter 4

When I got home it did not take me long to have a shave and a shower, before grabbing something to eat and heading back toward town. I was dressed in my best shirt and jeans; I had even given my shoes a quick polish.

I got back into town at four o’clock; so, I wandered around the shops for a while trying to waste a little time and at the same time trying to shake off the attack of nerves that had hit me on the bus back into town.

Debbie had been at my school; she was a year above me and she was one of the ‘in crowd’ and all the guys fancied her. She was a ten and I was a four at best ... I arrived at the pub at around half past five but did not want to seem eager so waited around the corner until just before six o’clock and then I stood outside the pub and waited for her to finish her shift.

Debbie came out at six on the dot, she hugged me before she kissed me on the cheek.

“I was not sure you’d be here,” she said as slipped her arm through mine.

“I said I would be here,” I told her and she giggled and gave me another peck on the check. I was sure I blushed...

We walked back toward her house through the park, and we talked about her job and how she was going to college and that she wanted to work in healthcare. She asked about my job and what it was like to work for the family business. It was just general chit chat really.

It took us about forty minutes to her house. It was good to be so close to her. Her arm in mine, I got some looks from lads I knew and they all gave me a knowing nod.

When we got to her house, she let us in and told me her folks were away for the weekend. So, we had the place to ourselves until around midnight when her older sister would be home. She told me to stick the kettle on while she showered and got changed. She said she did not like the smell of fags that hung on her clothes and in her hair. Back then smoking in pubs was allowed.

She came back into the kitchen after fifteen minutes her hair was damp and her pink pyjamas were stuck to her where she had not dried herself properly. She looked amazing, I was leaning against the worktop and she came and stood before me.

Leaning up she kissed me gently on the lips, her lips tasted of raspberry. Then her kiss became more passionate and my arms wrapped around her and pulled her tight against me. Our tongues touched each other and my hands stroked down her back and cupped her cute little arse.

We must have snogged for ages before we both came back up for air.

“Zak, I have to tell you something,” Debbie said, pushing me away.

I leaned back against the work surface ... here it was she was going to tell me the story Bull shit Barry had told was true I thought to myself. What she actually told me shocked me more.

“No matter what your mates say I am not a slag...” she said looking me in the eyes. There was a sadness about her smile, in her eyes.

“I never thought you were Debbie,” I told her and that earned me a smile and kiss.

“Actually, I have never ... well, you know ... I am still a...,” she looked at me with embarrassment. I moved in close and pulled her to me.

“It’s fine,” I said, “I will be gentle and we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

To be honest, I was shitting myself, I was not sure what to do or where to start, I had only been with more experienced women that had sort of led me by the hand.

She kissed me gently on the lips and hugged me.

“I knew you were a gentleman!” she whispered, “Do you want to spend the night with me?”

The idea appealed; I felt my cock stirring in my trousers at the thought of a night of fun with the delicious Debbie. I have to admit I had had a few wanks thinking about her.

“Debbie, you know I do but I need to phone home,” I said, she told me there was a phone box around the corner. It would be safer than ringing from her house we both agreed.

So, I ran around the corner and called home, telling my mom I was going to stop over at an old school friend’s house.

When I got back Debbie had started to make us cheese on toast. We ate in the kitchen and I helped her clean up.

Then Debbie and I spent the night in front of the television kissing and cuddling until her sister came home just after midnight, she was a waitress at a fancy restaurant in town and she was still dressed in her waitressing gear.

To be honest I wondered if I had gone for the right sister. She had a white blouse on that was straining with the pressure of holding back a huge pair of jugs and a small black skirt that showed off her big arse to perfection.

That is not to say that Debbie did not have nice tits but Shirley’s were in a different class. She had a shock of blonde hair and her lips were ruby red. She looked a real picture.

I was asked to go and make a brew while Debbie talked to her sister and when I came back it was obvious that they had been talking about me stopping over that night.

We drank our tea while watching some daft American comedy, it was only on for half an hour but it was the longest half hour of my life. I kept trying to steal glimpses of Shirley’s boobs while at the same time wondering if I would get a shag of Debbie later.

As the program’s end credits started to run down the screen Debbie leaned over and kissed me.

“I am going up to bed “she purred, “Give me ten minutes before you come up, please,”

And with another kiss and sweet dreams to her sister she was gone. Shirley and I sat in silence, the clock on the living room wall ticked so loudly it was deafening. I watched as the ten minutes ticked by...

I could sense Shirley looking at me but I tried to keep my eyes focused on the TV and not look too eager.

It was time; I stood up and smiled at Shirley. She winked at me and I felt myself blush.

“Go get her big boy!” she laughed and then in a quiet voice “And if you get bored in there pop over to my room, I will show you what a real woman likes,”

As she said it my cock twitched and I felt myself blushing.

I walked up the stairs, her words echoing in my ears. I knocked on Debbie’s bedroom door and heard her call for me to come in, she was already in bed.

I sat next to her and we kissed before I slowly got undressed. I could not tell if Debbie was naked or not as her sheets were pulled up to her chin. I kept my boxers on just in case.

I slipped into the bed beside her and cuddled up to her, she was naked and her pussy brushed against my leg, we kissed and I pulled her to me, her tits squashed against my chest. Debbie must have felt my hardness and she pulled away.

“Hey, you, go to sleep,” she said, and then she kissed me and rolled over. I lay there for a while thinking about making a move but in the end, I decided to play the long game and chance my arm. It was not long before I was asleep.

The sun coming through the window woke me, at first, I was a bit disorientated being in a strange room. I looked around; I was alone in the bed, and the clock told me it was 7.30 I was just about to get out of bed when Debbie came through the door carrying two mugs of tea.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” she said kissing me, “I hope you slept well?”

“Yes, thanks!” I replied, wondering if I should tell her I woke up every hour and thought about fucking her. The thought of slipping into her sister’s bedroom even crossed my mind at one point.

“Good, right just time to drink my tea before I have to get to work,” she said plonking herself on the bed next to me. She was not glammed up for bar work...

“You’re going to work already?” I asked.

“Yes, on Saturday mornings I do the cleaning before my morning shift,” she replied and sipped her tea.

There was the sound of a car horn outside, and she looked out of the window.

“Right honey I have to go my lift is here,” she said kissing me hard on the lips “Have a shower and stuff before you go if you want and call me later okay,”

And with that, she was gone. I heard the front door slam and the sound of a car driving off. I had finished my tea so I got up and slipped into my jeans and went into the kitchen. Shirley was already in there sitting at the table with a cup of tea in front of her; she was dressed in a lacy nighty that left nothing to the imagination. She smiled at me as I walked in and she stood up.

“Another cup of tea lover boy?” she asked as she walked toward the kettle. She had the look of a young Samatha Fox about her but with bigger tits.

Her lacy nightie hid nothing, I could see the crack of her big, bouncy, sexy ass as she walked away from me and when she turned the outline of her big tits, capped with huge erect nipples. My cock sprang to life so I sat down at the table before she noticed the bulge in my jeans.

“Yes please, milk no sugar,” I replied quickly. She looked at me and smiled as she stirred the tea. It was a knowing smile, she knew I was horny, she knew I wanted her and she knew my cock was straining at my boxers.

Her eyes were boring into me and I found it hard to not look at her amazing body that was so obvious through the lacy of her almost see-through nightdress. She walked over and handed me the teacup, her huge tits swaying in front of me and I nearly shot my load there and then.

“Right, I am taking mine back to my bed, want to join me?” she said with a dirty wink, and then she was gone. It was a huge dilemma, was she testing me, was she leading me on, did she fancy me, would she cheat on me with her sister, my mind was spinning.

Should I leave, should I tell her no, should I tell Debbie ... or should I play along and see what might happen? Fuck it I thought to myself, Debbie had left me horny and high and dry, her sister was giving me the come-on.

I walked out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. She was standing looking out of the window, as I walked in, she turned and faced me.

“Please don’t think badly of me, I am just as horny as hell!” she almost purred.

She walked over to the bed and sat down. Like a robot, I moved toward the bed and stood before her Shirley slowly stroked my chest, her hands swept in big circles, stroking down over my stomach...

“You’re a big strong lad!” she sighed as she worked her hands over my skin.

Every now and then her fingers grazed my erect nipples, there was a strange pounding in my ears that I soon realised was the sound of my heart beating.

I closed my eyes and allowed the moment to take over my actions.

I heard my jeans being slowly unzipped and then my belt being removed. My cock was straining at the front of my boxers; I was worried that I would be off the starting blocks too early.

I held my breath as I felt Shirley tugging my trousers down and like a robot, I stepped out of them. I stood before Shirley dressed in only my boxers, my cock was like a bar of iron and I was sure I was shaking like a leaf.

Her fingers slid inside my boxers and wrapped around the pulsing organ. I gasped and she giggled. Slowly she slid her hand up and down my length. She was slowly wanking me off and at the same time squeezing my bollocks through the fabric of my boxers.

She let my cock go and swiftly pulled my boxers down around my ankles and again I stepped out of them. Shirley stood up and pulled her nightie over her head, exposing her amazing body, not that her nighty had done much to hide her delights.

Her tits were like two watermelons, they were huge and capped with chocolaty brown nipples, and her pussy was shaven. It looked as smooth as an egg and very sexy.

After giving me a twirl and a look at her amazing arse she sat back on the edge of the bed.

“Do you like what you see them Zak?” she asked, and she knew the answer to that question already.

“Oh yes, you are very sexy!” I muttered.

“Sexier than my sister?” she asked. It was not a fair question and I paused for a second before I even started to answer her.

“It’s cool, your big hard cock tells me all I need to know!” she giggled.

She looked up at me as I gazed down at her huge cleavage.

“Right Zak, I want a right good fucking!” she said, her voice was husky, “and I find that the best way to achieve that is to make sure my man is satisfied first,”

At first, I had no idea what she meant...

“So just sit back and enjoy the ride!” she purred.

As she said it her right hand was slowly wanking my cock, running along its length slowly caressing every inch of it. She gently pulled my foreskin back exposing my cocks head.

Then slowly she ran a line of kisses along my rod and around the tip of my dick. All the time her left hand cupped and caressed my ball bag. Her tongue probed the slit at the top of my cock, a sensation that was driving me mad with lust. My dick was throbbing, pulsing under her touch.

She looked up at me and smiled, she had a heart-breaking smile!

“When you want to release, just do it, I love the taste!” she purred.

And with that she slipped the whole length of my cock into her mouth in one deft movement, making me gasp and go weak at the knees. Shirley had a mouth like a vacuum cleaner, she was obviously well versed in sex as she knew just what to do to get my engine revving and what to do to slow it down.

She held me deep in her mouth and I felt her tongue lapping at my pulsing throbbing knob. She seemed to hold it in her warm wet mouth for a lifetime before slowly drawing her lips down my shaft. As her lips got to my cock’s helmet, she let it out of her mouth with an audible plop before slowly sucking the tip, her tongue tickling and teasing the slit in its tip.

“Oh, fuck that’s amazing!” I growled. She did not answer, she was far too busy!

Shirley sucked my cock into her mouth and started to drive her lips up and down my throbbing shaft. Long and slow drives that took my cock deep into her mouth, all the time her left hand stroked and squeezed my balls.