1. Chula Vista Dreaming (part one)


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: Green_Man, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    they had plans to make. I walked home from high school because I didn't have a car. Besides, it was only seven blocks. I took my time, enjoying the smell of the oleander blooming in front of most bungalow houses. The roses were bursting out too, as they did almost year round here. And palm trees lined the streets, while the insects buzzed in the spring air. Anyway, I came in the house and started back to my room. I thought I heard the insects buzzing again as I went down the hall to my room. Cindy and Dad's bedroom door was slightly ajar, and the noise was coming from in there. I peeked into the room, around the door jamb. It was the turning point in my life. I believed it then, and I know it now. Cindy was lying on the bed. She had her dress on, but it was pulled all the way up to her waist. Her panties were around her ankles. She was propped up on pillows and I could see she had one hand on a breast. Her hair was hanging down behind, as her head was flung back. Her mouth was open and I could hear her as she moaned. Her other hand was rubbing something against her pussy. It seemed to be making the sounds I heard. It was touching her and then going in and out of her slit. She was fucking herself with what I later learned was a vibrator. I could see her body shaking. I unzipped my jeans. My cock was getting hard very quickly. I fished it out and started to jack off. My strokes were strong but slow at first. God, you have no idea how good it made me feel. She was right there, ...
    almost naked, and I could see her hairy pussy. I was hard as hell, and life was great. I started jerking faster. I wanted to cum before she stopped. I don't know how long she had been doing things to herself. I just wanted to make my prick cum before she finished. I was getting closer. It was going to shoot. Fuck! It tried to spurt out, and I covered the head with my hand. As I turned to quickly move away I tripped on the carpet runner. Shuffling down the hall, and into my room, I grabbed a tee shirt off of my chair. I caught the cum and wiped my cock clean. I could hear Cindy approaching hesitantly down the hall. I quickly stuffed my prick into my pants and tossed the tee shirt in the corner. I sat down at my desk and opened a book. My door slow opened. "Peter, I didn't hear you come in. Why're you home already? Were you sick?" "Oh, it's just the teachers having a meeting today. We knew about it, but I forgot to tell you. I'm just studying a little now so I won't have to this weekend." "Okay. So everything is good then? You're alright?" "Of course Cindy. What's for supper?" "Well, there's a pot roast cooking now. We'll eat as soon as your father gets home." She reached out and caressed my curls. I had blond, curly hair. I hated it, but some girls liked it. I guess maybe Cindy did too. She teased me about it sometimes. So did my stepsisters. I didn't mind. I sort of liked the attention. If I hadn't just shot my wad I would have been getting hard again. She smiled, and her red ...
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