1. What Mom and Dad Don't Know


    Date: 6/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: bager, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    the idea of what he was doing that was bothering him--eating his own come. Well, he would gladly slurp up a lot worse if it gave him the chance to explore her pretty body with his tongue. Once her cheeks were sparkling clean, he licked down her chin and her neck to her tits. He cleaned their spongy fullness, her nipples, and the area between them. His tongue continued down to her bellybutton, which had not received any of the come, then farther still, until he reached the edge of his panties. His heart came to a complete standstill when he hooked his fingers in the waistband. "Stop!" "Huh?" "Don´t, please don´t. Not right now." "Why not?" he croaked. "I wouldn´t have the power to resist you. Not now--I´m too exited. And you wouldn´t want something like that to happen, would you?" He stared at her, puzzled. That was exactly what he wanted to happen. And, if she wanted it too. . . . "Think, Studly. If we do it now, I won´t be a virgin for the slumber party. You wouldn´t want that, would you? Shit! He had forgotten all about that damn slumber party! "Besides, your sister will be home any minute now. You wouldn´t want her to catch us messing around right here on the kitchen floor, would you?" That got his attention. He looked at the clock. Five after seven. "Shit, Anne! You´re right! Get your clothes on--you´ve got ...
    to get out of here!" She started for the kitchen door, then stopped and turned back toward him. "It´s not Anne any more," she said with a sweet smile. "Remember?" "Huh? Oh, yeah. Pickles. Hurry, Pickles, please!" Ten minutes later, Rory was stretched out on his bed. He was still naked. His first genuine nudist experience had been very satisfactory. Very satisfactory indeed! And he wasn´t in any hurry to end it. He would have to, of course, for pizza. But after that, he could return to his bedroom and be naked all weekend long. Molly certainly wouldn´t miss his presence, and neither would he miss hers. He stared down at his resting cock, slumbering comfortably between his legs. That thing had served him well, and later on--after the pizza--he planned to return and relive every minute of the experience with his cock in his hand. In the meantime, he could satisfy himself with the magazine. It wouldn´t be as satisfactory an experience, but what the hell? You couldn´t wear out your dick, could you? He reached under his pillow for Freddy´s nudist magazine. It wasn´t there. Then he remembered. He had left it downstairs. He had forgotten to clean up the table. He started to get up. If he hurried, he could still--But just then, he heard the front door open and close downstairs. His sister was home. "Fuck!" he muttered.
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