Country Boy in the City
Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom
Chapter 96
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 96 - This picks up almost a decade after "Country Boy, City Girl" ends. George Culver has decided that he has had enough of the hypocrites and prigs in Idaho, and moves to Los Angeles to attend college. Away from his older brother who he has problems with, determined to become his own man in his own way. And not a carbon copy as many expect him to become. Note: Story codes will be added as the story progresses.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual GameLit Historical School Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Small Breasts Smoking Geeks Porn Theatre Prostitution Slow
That night when we got back to the motel, I was not real surprised when after her shower Grace was wearing her new shirt. And when I finished taking mine, the lights were already off and Grace had a candle lit.
It did not take long to realize by the second week this was a sign that she wanted to spend the evening fooling around instead of watching TV. So I climbed into bed, and Grace slid half on me and started kissing me. And I immediately realized that for the first time she did not have a shirt on. Her bare breasts were pressed and rubbing against my chest, so I started caressing her back as we kissed.
And the second shock was when I reached down, and realized that she was not wearing panties either. We had gotten to the point where I was often caressing her bottom as we fooled around, and I had often played with her breasts. But always through clothing. And she moaned into my mouth as I started caressing her bare bottom.
And I was a bit surprised when she actually moved on top of me and was straddling my waist. I was just realizing I was feeling her pubic hairs and pussy pressed against my belly when she moved up and lowered her right breast against my face.
I did the natural thing, and captured her nipple between my lips and started to lick and suck on it. Grace gave a soft sighing moan and whimpered “Yes”, and I started nursing. Her nipple was hard, and it felt as large in my mouth as I had imagined it would feel. I was caressing her bottom as we did this, and after several minutes she pulled back. But not for long as she moved so her other nipple was against my lips and I started to do the same thing to it.
And as my fingertips were gently starting to caress between her ass cheeks, I realized she was moving back and forth slightly against my belly. I could feel her wetness on my belly, and after a few minutes pulled back. I grabbed the back of Grace’s head and pulled it down, kissing her deeply as I held her against me. She slid her body down mine, then jerked when I felt my cock pressing against her pussy.
Grace felt it also, and quickly moved off of me. I took advantage of that and used my hands to continue her movement so she was lying next to me. We continued to kiss the entire time, and I rolled onto my right side facing her and took her left breast in my hand. For the first time really feeling it bare in my hand and exploring.
After a few moments I felt her reach across my arm, and after exploring a moment I was surprised when she slid her fingers into my shorts and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She held me and squeezed, then started caressing. Not like she was trying to jack me off, more like she just wanted a better idea how big I was.
And as two could play that game, I moved my hand off of her breast and slid it down. Pausing for a moment to caress her pubic hairs before sliding between her now spread thighs. And she was hotter and wetter than I had expected.
We spent quite a while like that, simply caressing each other. Her fingers would explore my cock, moving down to caress my balls before moving back and taking me in hand again. And I caressed all over and around her pussy. Feeling her lips under my fingers, even lightly caressing her clit with the hood still covering it. Even moving down and spreading her lips a bit and caressing her opening without sliding inside.
But after an unknown time I could sense Grace was no longer just exploring, as her hand was wrapped around my cock and she was unquestionably jerking me off now. And we both moaned as I moved my middle finger against her opening and started to slid it inside.
One thing I had learned by now, is that while pussy is pussy, they are all a bit different. Grace felt both tighter and bigger than most I had been inside. Her inner walls were the same slick wetness I had always felt, with the folds and bumps I was used to. And moving my fingers around inside it both felt tighter, but maybe larger inside if I moved them around.
It was unique, and she moaned deeply into my mouth as I slid my finger out then added my ring finger and pushed them both inside. I let my thumb move up to rub against her clit, and was soon rubbing her special spot as my fingers slid in and out of her. And she was sucking on my tongue as I could tell she was getting closer and closer.
Her hand left my cock and quickly grasped my waist, and her other was running through my hair and pulling my mouth firmer against hers as her hips started pumping up and down against my hand. And while I was still a bit conflicted as in the back of my mind I still found a bit that was maybe a bit confused as she was in a way my sister, I also felt a huge sense of joy when she moaned into my mouth as her orgasm started to overwhelm her.
She was still shuddering on occasion and my hand was now just cupping her mound and holding my fingers inside of her when I pulled back and looked down into her face. And I was shocked when I saw she was crying!
I quickly jerked my hand out of her and tried to pull away, and she gave a soft cry and held me tighter to keep my body against her. “George, what’s wrong? Where are you going?”
Her eyes were still looking into mine, and I found myself looking away. “Grace, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I thought this was something you wanted.”
She looked at me in confusion for a moment. “George, you didn’t hurt me at all. And I so wanted this, why would you think I didn’t?”
“You’re crying.”
She looked into my eyes for a second, and gave me a huge smile. “George, yes I’m crying. But it’s of joy, I never imagined I would actually experience this with you. I’m happy, I am really happy.” With that she grasped my wrist and pushed my hand back down. This time I simply cupped her in my hand, but not sliding my fingers inside.
I explained I was scared I had hurt her, or maybe even molested her but she shook her head. “No, not at all my love. Just as I came, it was like my mind and heart were overwhelmed. I’d fantasized about this for years, but never thought it would actually happen. It was just so overwhelming, cumming and knowing it was your fingers on and inside of me making me feel that. Do you know what this means?”
I looked at her a moment, and admitted I was not sure. “Well, for starters you had better stop fucking thinking of me as just your baby sister! I’ve always loved you and thought of you as my brother, but since I was around 10 I knew I wanted more than that.” Her hand reached up and caressed my cheek a moment before pushing me so I was on my back.
It was a bit distracting when she half laid on me, feeling her breasts against my chest. But she gave me a small kiss, then pulled back and looked into my eyes again. “Yes, even then as I said I knew I wanted more than you as just my brother. I wanted you as my boyfriend, as my lover. And I realized for the first time I finally did. I’ll admit, going to that club did excite me a bit. But I also realized that while you would look at those other girls, you were looking at me more. You would look at their bodies, but always after a moment or two turned back to look at me again.”
She asked me to get her something to drink, so I slid out of bed and got a bottle of 7-Up out and after opening it handed it to her. Grace softly thanked me, and as I started to climb back into bed she shook her head. “Uh-huh, not yet. George, take those off before you climb back in.”
I slid off my underwear, and she smiled and nodded as I slid back in next to her. We laid on our sides facing each other, passing the bottle back and forth as we talked. She told me that the club had surprised her, and I explained it was like most I had been in.
And when she asked me what a lap dance was like, I paused for a moment. “Well, to be honest I’ve never really had one.”
She looked at me closely after I said that, and I nodded. “I mean, not like that. I did kinda date one of the girls that worked there, but she was a waitress and not a dancer. And a couple of times she did give me one, but in her apartment.”
“Well, I want you to give me lessons sometime in what they are like. I think I’d like to give my boyfriend and lover a lap dance.” She gave me a big grin, and I promised that I would try and show her what I remembered. The bottle was about half empty, and I admired her ass as she turned and put the bottle on the nightstand on her side of the bed. Then she almost flowed into my arms and started kissing me again.
And before much longer her hand had moved down, and this time there was no question about what she was doing. Her exploration from earlier was unquestionably done, her hand and fingers wrapped around my cock and she started moving it up and down. This time unquestionably giving me a handjob.
I was able to hold off for about five minutes, and even though we never stopped kissing I’m sure she knew how close I was. And we both moaned when the throbbing started and then I started to cum. Her hand slowed as I did, then simply held me once I was completed. And it was a strong one, I had cum all over my belly and up to my chest.
Our kisses finally eased off and we parted, a smile on her face as Grace looked down at me. And she gave me a grin as she slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. And in the darkness I could even see her lick some of it off her hand before she picked up my towel from the counter and returned to clean us up.
We spent a while longer kissing and caressing each other before we finally cuddled up to sleep.
On Monday both of us had spent most of the day flying, and we had just gotten back to the motel when Pete called. We had only been talking for a moment when Grace stepped out of the bathroom, so I put the phone on speaker and I sat at the dining table as she sat in my lap.
“George, Grace, Mandy and I are flying down tomorrow. I already talked to your aerobatics class, they said it’s alright if you take the weekend off and just push the rest back by a week.”
Grace asked what was going on, and apparently they were going to arrive tomorrow for some computer event in Silicon Valley. At that Mandy piped in. “We are going to stay down there, but on Friday it ends and we figured we would spend the weekend with you two before flying back.”
We talked for about five minutes, then Mandy surprised us by asking if we had brought anything nice to wear. I admitted I had not, just jeans and slacks. And Grace admitted the same thing, she only had a single dress that she had bought when in Chinatown and one skirt.
“OK, that just won’t do. I plan on us going to Bix Saturday night, I already made the reservations. George, I’ll have Pete bring your suit down. Grace, do you have anything in your closet at home I can bring?”
“Well, I’m not sure. You remember that wine colored dress I wore for graduation?”
“Oh, yes. I remember it and that just won’t do. I know what George’s suit looks like, that’s a bit too much contrast. Is that the only thing you have?”
“Well, it’s the only thing I have that I know still fits. Other than the one at Strevell.”
“Well, what’s the one in Strevell look like?”
At that we both laughed, and Grace grinned at me. “Uh, that would likely not work too well, Mandy. It’s black, and a 1890s era saloon dress. Wrist length sleeves with a kind of off-white blouse, and black body almost like a corset. Lace at the wrist, bust, and hem.”
Mandy and Pete both laughed, and said that indeed would not be appropriate. “That’s alright, that gives the two of us an excuse to go shopping. Pete will bring down George’s suit, on Saturday we’ll leave the two of them alone and get you something appropriate.”
We talked for a bit longer, and after we hung up Grace gave me a kiss, then went to make something for dinner. When we started eating, she asked me about my suit. I told her she had seen it before, it was a charcoal grey.
“Well, I know that would not clash with what I have. Why do you think Mandy would have said that?”
“Honestly? I think she just wants an excuse to go shopping with you. She does consider you her niece, and I think she wants to take you out and get you something nice. Remember, Mandy actually lived in San Francisco for several years. And on top of that, worked at one of the higher end department stores. Between you and me, I suspect that no matter what you had she would have found it unacceptable.”
Grace nodded at that, and after throwing away the trays she got on the computer as I started reading over the chapters for the next day. And a few moments later she swore.
“Grace, what’s wrong?” I asked, and she told me to come on over.
“George, I’ve never heard of this ‘Bix’ place she wants us to go to. Here, look at this!”
OK, it turns out this was really formal dining. Formal attire was suggested, and as it was a Saturday night they would have a piano player doing jazz until 8, then a jazz trio performing until they closed. And the photos looked like something from a century ago.
And we both gasped when she turned to the menu. “George, the cheapest appetizer here is twenty bucks! Caviar is a hundred bucks! The actual meals are from thirty bucks up to almost a hundred. Are they fucking crazy?”
I shook my head, as this is likely a side of my brother and sister-in-law that she had never seen. “Naw, not really. Remember, as I said Mandy used to live here. Pete told me once she was a real yuppie back in the day. And took him once to this place that was like fifty bucks for a steak that was maybe two inches across. And they both dressed up really formally at the theater they presented the first episode of their TV show in.
She looked closer at me, and I nodded. “They even had me kind of work as her personal assistant for that. I had to wear this shirt with French cuffs and cufflinks, a tie bar, and this gold pocket watch. And not quite a limo, but they had rented a nice Towncar to take us to and from the presentation. If I have to guess, Mandy wants to spend a really nice night out on the town, and Pete is humoring her because they can’t really do that in Pocatello. And as you’re her only niece old enough to appreciate something like that, she wants to do something special for you also.”
Grace looked at me for a moment, then nodded. “You know, that does make a lot of sense. The only times I ever see her dressed up are when Pete does her performances. And even though those are always at the casino, they are both immaculately dressed for them. Her in a nice gown, him in a tux. And you know, now that I think about it I don’t think I’ve ever seen her wear the same gown to those twice.”
“Well, remember she did work for years buying women’s fashion. And I’ve seen pictures of her and her sister when they were growing up. Both of them always dressed real nice, not like what we’ve seen growing up. Pete told me once she sometimes misses the higher lifestyle of LA and San Francisco, I bet he just humors her on trips like this.”
That night after we went to bed started as a repeat of the last several nights. This time I was on my back as she was stroking my cock, and I had my hand between her thighs. I was puzzled for a moment when she pushed my hand away, but then gave a gasp when she lowered her body and took me into her mouth.
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