Introduction To Sex
By mauiben.
Our parents work, so we do try to help them. My job is outside maintenance. Joy is taking care of things inside. Anyway, one afternoon, I’m home from college at my usual time, about three and decide our patio needs some attention. It is enclosed on three sides with a small entryway on the 4th. While sitting on the swing looking over our dog, Buster comes for some petting. He is restless and keeps licking me and pushing his nose around my crotch.
I asked Dad why he did this and was told it was because our neighbor’s bitch was in heat, and Buster could smell her and wanted to mate. I get down on my knees and start pulling weeds when I feel Buster’s nose pushing against my ass, and I have a funny feeling in my belly. Then I’m mounted. Suddenly I have a 120-pound Rottweiler-lab riding me like I’m his bitch. I briefly consider pulling my shorts down so he can do what he wants to do but decide against it when I reach around and feel his cock. While not quite as big as mine, it’s close. I want to examine it closer, so tell Butch to lie down, which he finally does.
I can’t believe what I see. About 7.5 inches of red, angry meat, thick as a big carrot with a flat end and little tip that sticks out. At the base were two ping pong ball-sized things and his balls were hanging below. Some big veins are blue, but the smaller ones are black against a red surface. Buster seems entirely happy with my hand on it, so I stroke him a bit. When I see a little liquid dripping out, I, without thinking, bend over and lick the end of his dick.
Buster’s reaction is to get up, but he just stands beside me. I still have his prick in my hand and continue to jack him. His cock is very flexible, so I stick it out behind him. I suddenly urge to take this piece of meat into my mouth. I bend over, lick the drops off the end, and then take the tip between my lips. I can’t describe how it felt. I knew it was entirely wrong, but it was weirdly wonderful.
I soon had it all in my mouth and down my throat. Buster was whining as I sucked, and I began to feel squirts of hot cum on my tongue. But unlike me, when I cum, a few shots and it’s over, Buster would shoot quite a little bit, stop and then, in a minute or so, start shooting again. I decided to keep him in my mouth until he decided he was through.
So there I was, on my knees, one hand on the ground and the other holding my dog’s cock in my mouth, when I heard,
“What are you doing, little brother?” My sister Joy had caught me.
“I was just checking a sore he has,” I stammered.
“You were not you little liar, you had his thing in your mouth, I could see it.” After what seemed like an eternity, she continued, “You better come in so we can talk about this.”
I followed her into the house and up to her room. She sat down on her bed and directed me to join her. “I don’t know what to do, I don’t.”
“You aren’t going to tell the folks, are you?” I asked, almost in a panic.
“That depends on you, on what you will do for me. Number 1 will be that you will do my housework for me.”
I thought this was bullshit. Why should I give in to my sister? If I agreed to do housework, she would expect me to do it every time Mom or Dad asked her to do something. I said, “No way.”
She looked at me, sort of startled, and asked, “What, you’d rather I told them you were sucking Buster’s thing?”
“You tell them, and I’ll tell them you have sucked old man Miller’s cock.”
Embarrassed, she turned red and asked, “Who told you that?”
“Old man Miller, he said his cock fits rather nicely in your mouth. Next time he’s going to see how it fits in your pussy,” I replied.
Joy was very silent. I was quite concerned for her as a tear started down her cheek. “I only did it once, but now everyone is going to think I’m a whore.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Yes. I needed the money.”
“Sis, don’t hate yourself. Nine out of ten girls at college have experimented one way or another.”
My sister sat there thinking for a few minutes and then asked, “Have you done anything with a girl?”
“No,” I replied.
“Just with Buster?” she said with sort of a grin.
“Yes,” I smiled back.
We chatted for some time about what we had done and not done. I admitted that Josh and I jacked each other off and even admitted I had thought I might like to suck him. Joy told me about a couple of times she and Beth had played around but didn’t go far.
“I know something that girls seem to enjoy,” I said.
“What do you know about what girls enjoy?” she asked.
“When I’m with Josh, we watch his brother’s porn,” I replied.
“What is it that you think girls like so much?”
“I’m not going to tell you; I’ll just show you.”
She just sat there waiting for something to happen, so I accommodated her. I put my hand on her chest and pushed her over on the bed, reached up under her skirt, pulled her panties down and off, and then spread her legs. Her pussy glistened with anticipation as I kissed up her inner thighs and then pressed my lips to her pussy. I licked in and around her love box, enjoying her delicious juice. When I flicked her clit with my tongue, I thought she was going to explode. She put her hands behind my head and pushed her pelvis hard against my face, rubbing up and down. Her big juice squirt surprised me, but I drank all I could catch.
She was so quiet I thought she had passed out but the smile on her face said different. She whispered, “Where did you learn how to do that?”
“Your pussy is the first one to feel my tongue,” I said, “But it won’t be the last.”
She laughed and sat up. I was just about to show her my cock, but we heard the folk’s car in the driveway. “You get cleaned up,” I said on the way out, “I’ll keep them busy.” When Joy joined us in the kitchen, you had this really funny smile on her face. Mom looked at her, sort of strange, but said nothing. I knew why she was smiling; it was because she had had the best sex of her young life, even if it was only my tongue.
I got to spend some time with Buster in the next week or so, but not with Joy. She was too busy with after-school stuff. I did spend a night with Josh, and we worked each other over fairly well, but I still didn’t have the guts to tell him I wanted to suck his cock. We planned for me to stay with him again Friday night; his folks would be out of town.
I got to Josh’s place about 5:30 and he was alone. His folks had already left, and his brother Dave was at work. As we headed for Josh’s bedroom, he was quite excited. “We have about 6 hours to ourselves,” he said, “Dave doesn’t get off until midnight. I have an idea how to get things started.”
I followed him past his room into his parent’s bedroom. He went over to the dirty clothes basket and pulled out a pair of his Mom’s panties, her bra, and a nighty. I didn’t know what he had in mind, but I thought I would like it. “I think one of us should wear these,” he said, holding them up for me to see. Without thinking or hesitation, I blurted out,
“Let me!”
He handed them to me with a smile and said, “OK, Annie, here you go.”
I was completely consumed by what I had in my hands. I took the panties and pressed the crotch to my nose. It was a bit damp, and I could smell his mother’s pussy, her juices just like Joy’s after we had started to play, and I took them off her. I couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough. The feeling of the soft material against my skin got me an instant hard-on. The feeling of the bra around my chest made it stronger. I slipped the nighty over my head and then danced for Josh.
We went to his room, where he pulled a pair of underwear out of the drawer and said, “Here, stuff these in your bra, Annie.”
Josh undressed and lay down on the bed. I joined him and lay beside him for a few minutes, thinking. I decided I was going all the way. If he didn’t like it, I would stop. I rolled over on my side and snuggled with him, laying my head on his chest and putting a leg over his. Then I looked up at him; he was lying there with eyes closed but seemed very relaxed. I leaned up, pressed my lips to his, and forced my tongue into his mouth. He reacted and pulled away from the kiss.
“What are you doing? I’m not a queer!”
“I know you aren’t. You’re bisexual, just like me. I’m kissing my lover,” I said.
And I kissed him again. This time, he didn’t react just let me explore his mouth with my tongue. While we were kissing, my hand was gripping his cock. I moved and laid up on top of him, pressing my body against his and rubbing my hard cock against his thigh. I nibbled on his nipples and then kissed down his body and ran my tongue around in his naval.
As I moved down, he asked, “What will you do now?”
‘I’m going to suck my lover’s cock,” I replied and moved down. Before he could react to my statement, I took him in my mouth, so his pubic hair tickled my nose. He relaxed, and I started working on his cock. He seemed particularly sensitive when I licked and sucked his balls and took the end of his cock in my mouth, and ran my tongue around it. I pushed up with his pelvis like he wanted to fuck my mouth, so I let him.
Unfortunately, it also meant he was close to shooting his load. When he pushed into my mouth and then stopped, I could feel hot cum filling me up. I swallowed a couple of times before he relaxed and wanted loose from me. I took his balls in one hand and cock in the other and refused to let him go. I continued sucking him until sure I had all of his sperm.
I rolled off him after a couple of minutes and we both were lost in our thoughts. Mine, of course, was how much I had enjoyed this brief blowjob. I didn’t know what Josh was thinking, but I was about to find out. He got up and went into his bathroom without saying a word. Josh remained there for probably 10 minutes or so. I could see his feet from where I lay and he didn’t move off the toilet. When he returned to the bedroom, he went around and sat on the other side of the bed with his back to me.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
No answer.
“Josh, what’s wrong? Are you pissed off because I sucked your cock? Or is it because I kissed you a couple of times? Talk to me.”
He didn’t move, didn’t say a word. I thought well fuck you. If you enjoy what I’m doing one minute and then get a guilty conscience the next, I’ve had enough. I got up, picked up my clothes, and was just about to shut the bathroom door when he turned and asked,
“Where are you going?”
“Home,” I replied, “I can’t tolerate your silence. If you are sorry you let me make love to you, say so. Don’t just give me the cold shoulder bullshit.”
“Everyone will think I’m a queer,” he sort of whispered.
“Why are you going to tell everyone about tonight? Cause I’m not. I’m not going to say a word to anyone about the fact that I kissed you and pushed my tongue in your mouth. And that I played with your tits and pulled your nipples. And that I ran my tongue around in your naval before I took your cock in my mouth, played and sucked, and then swallowed your load. I’m not telling anyone.”
I was standing there while we were talking. Josh sort of layover on his elbow on the bed, and I could see that his cock was rock hard again. What the fuck is going on with my friend? I thought to myself. It was time to find out for sure. I dropped my clothes, walked around to where Josh was, got on my knees, and took his hard cock back in my mouth. He laid back on the bed and was entirely into my sucking him. But I had another idea. I got up and went to retrieve my pants.
“Move over here,” I ordered, pointing to where we had made love.
I pulled a rubber I had taken from my Dad’s stash and some lube and got between Josh’s legs. I put a little lube on my finger and then leaned over and took his cock back in my mouth. While I was sucking him, I fingered my ass and got two in as far as they would go. I reamed around and fucked myself for a bit. Then I picked the rubber up and put it on Josh’s cock.
I moved over to the middle of the bed and stayed on my hands and knees. “Get up here and fuck me,” I ordered. Josh hesitated, so I almost hollered, “Do as you were told before I get pissed off.”
When I felt the head of his cock enter my boi-pussy I pushed back against him, not waiting for him. I cannot describe the feeling that overtook my body. I loved it and knew this wouldn’t be the last time a cock entered me. It must have been good for Josh, too; he started hammering me and then was quiet. I reached around and grabbed his ass and wouldn’t let him pull out. Even though his cock was wilting, it felt exceptionally good.
When I let him go, we both fell to the bed and relaxed. I was looking at Josh’s face, trying to understand his thoughts. I moved up and kissed him, complete with tongue, and he didn’t push me away. That told me he enjoyed it, too.
*****
I awoke with a start. The clock said 8:15 am, and I thought, ‘Oh shit. I’m still in Josh’s Mom’s clothes.’
I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom. When I came out dressed Josh was putting on his shoes. I looked at him and smiled, which was returned, so I went over and kissed him.
“Quite a night,” I said.
“Yes, it was. We’ll have to do it again sometime,” was his reply.
I laughed and asked, “Would tonight be too soon?”
I walked home with a smile on my face. I had enjoyed my session with Josh. I got to wondering what it would be like with other guys, but I also thought about what would happen if it got out that I loved to suck and fuck. And then I thought to myself, let’s face it, you are a slut.
When I got home, everyone was gone, so I had breakfast and went outside to work. Buster was being lazy, so I left him inside. I heard the bitch next door whining and barking, so I looked over the fence. She is a black lab, but when she turned away from me, I saw a brilliant red pussy with swollen lips. It looked like a tennis ball with a hole in it. My filthy mind immediately wondered if she would taste like my sister when she was hot and ready.
We have a gate between our yards, so I entered her backyard. “Come here, girl,” I called.
She approached me, wagging her whole body, not just her tail. I petted her and then ran my finger down over her pussy. I brought that finger to my nose, and it smelled weird but not too bad, so I tasted it. You are fucking weird, I thought to myself as I turned her around. When my tongue touched her pussy she pushed back against me, so I licked hard and entered. Her whining changed to pleasure.
I thought, ‘You’re the worst kid in the world.’
But that didn’t stop me. I pulled out my hard cock and pressed it against her. Once again, she pushed back, and I was in this horny bitch. I didn’t last much longer than a dog normally does before I filled her with cum. She seemed satisfied because as I let go, she moved away. I tucked my cock in and headed back to my house.
I never thought about what I smelled like, but I knew I had her juice on me, so I decided to shower. I was undressed and walking toward the bathroom when I was attached from the rear. It hit me that Buster finally got a whiff of me and wanted some. I couldn’t get him off of me, and he finally got me to the floor. I was mounted, and after a few jabs around my rosebud, I felt the head of his cock enter.
In two or three quick strokes, I was taking all of that doggy cock I loved to suck. It hurt like hell when he would be out and try to jam it home and miss a little, but I could do nothing about it. Then, too late, it hit me, HIS KNOTT. He had pushed it into my ass, and I was dying of pain. For 15 minutes, I was tied to Buster and couldn’t do anything. And the pain got worse as he tried to pull it out.
He got off of me, and we were butt-to-butt for five more minutes before it popped out. Oh man, my ass was sore. I could feel stuff running down my leg and put my hand back there. It had blood and cum on it. I decided a shower was needed.
I washed the bitch off my front and then directed the hand shower to my sore asshole. The relief was wonderful. I finished, dried off, and went to my room. Before I sat down, I checked and found no blood. And I wasn’t that sore. When I walked by Buster, he lifted his head and looked at me, and I said, no more today. I went outside, worked briefly, and then went in for lunch. I was just finishing a bowl of soup when the phone rang.
*****
“Hi,” I said.
“This is Dave. I need you to come over,” the voice said.
“Right now?” I asked.
“Yes, I need to talk to you about Josh.”
“Well, OK,” I said, “I’ll drop by soon.”
*****
I knocked on the door and was told to come in, so I did. Dave was sitting on one end of the couch, and lying next to him was the bra, panties, and nighty I had worn last night. He didn’t say anything; he just smiled at me.
Finally, he pointed to his Mom’s clothes, “Get dressed and come down to my room.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“What I mean is I got home from work early last night and heard you and Josh as I walked by, so I looked in and saw you giving him a blowjob. I got a chair and enjoyed the show, including him fucking your ass. I think he was enjoying it cause he thought of you as his mother, so now I want a little of mother. Get dressed.”
Dave headed down the hall as I stripped and put on the bra and panties. I didn’t have anything to fill the bra with, so I just put on the nighty and headed down the hall to Dave’s room. He was stretched out on his bed with a nice, really nice hard-on pointing at the ceiling. He pointed to some briefs on the bed and told me to use them for tits. I stuffed the bra and then lay on the bed beside him.
“You want me to be your lover?” I asked.
He just smiled, so I took it as a yes. I laid up on him like I had Josh, nibbled on one nipple, tweaked the other one, and then moved up to kiss him. “No, I don’t want a kiss, Mom,” he said, moving his head to the side.
‘OK,’ I thought, ‘I’m fine with just a blowjob.’
I kissed down his body until I was between his legs. His hard cock was like a post, longer and wider than mine. The head was slightly larger than the shaft and felt wonderful on my tongue. I licked the shaft and sucked his balls before I took as much as his prick in my mouth and down my throat. I was getting a great reaction from Dave as I played. He was getting quite tense, but I wasn’t ready for him to cum, so I just gently stroked him for a bit while running my tongue around the head.
“Oh, Mommy… I knew you were a cock slut,” Dave moaned. “Suck your little boy’s cock, bitch.”
‘This shit is weird,’ I thought.
Dave was ready to give me his load and took my head in his hands, and began fucking my mouth. In just seconds, I could feel his warm juice filling my mouth.
After a few minutes of recovery, my love got up and said he would shower and go to work. Just to leave my outfit on his bed, he would take care of it. As he headed for his bathroom, he turned and, with a smile, said, “Thanks, Mom, that was great.”
*****
When I got home, Mom was there. I kissed her on the cheek and headed for my room. I lay down on my bed and thought about the last couple of days of my life. I told myself I had to stop being such a sex hound. If anyone ever found out what I had done, I would be the laughingstock of my college.
The End.
