My Friend’s Sister

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by Bishop, K. M.


  My hands found the wet spot between my legs and began to massage as I closed my eyes. Oh, this was it…

  In my eyes, I imagined Chance standing right in front of me, his strong arms wrapped tightly around my torso. His big hands would rub my ass smoothly, running over and over the circular globes of my cheeks. I was getting so wet, so turned on. My nipples were hard as rocks. I wanted him so badly. I’d thought about him so many times. Why was I trying to deny the fact that I was nervous as hell about meeting him because I wanted him so badly?

  I knelt down in the shower as I saw his muscular, sexy body standing right in front of me. I looked up at him, his body teething with throbbing musculature and glistening power. I let my tongue slip out of my mouth and glide across my lips. I felt the surge of lust wafting up within me.

  His member… it was large, thick, throbbing, and it was right in front of my face. I could smell its alluring scent. It called to me, beckoned for my flesh. I wanted to taste him.

  I opened my mouth and let him enter me. I moaned as I savored the flavor of his flesh, and the thickness of his essence. He pushed into me and guided himself towards the back of my throat. Opening my eyes, I saw him staring down at me smiling and groaning in pleasure as he rocked back and forth, making love to my eager mouth.

  I kept my tongue wrapped around the tip of him, rolling around it from side to side and top to bottom, then occasionally I had to push down to fully engulf his massive thickness that pulsated and throbbed between my lips.

  His large globes rested right between my chin and my lower lip. His body was warm and I could sense his largeness inside as I moved my head all the way down to fully consume him. My head was spinning around with pleasure and a rush unlike anything I’d ever had before. I didn’t know what to do.

  My fingers were moving into my wetness now, as far as they could with my virginity still fully intact. I wanted Chance to take it, to rip it out of me and to show me what I had been waiting for. He was the perfect man to do just that; I could sense it.

  I pulled him out of my mouth and looked at it. I held it to my face tenderly and kissed it up and down one side to the other. Then I let my tongue slide along the bottom, starting at his bulging tenderness and moving all the way up to the tip of the thick member, all the while keeping my mouth open wide to facilitate the heavy, warm breathing. Every single breath that I propelled against the skin of his most private part made it quiver and it seemed to grow a little bit harder.

  “You like that?” I asked.

  Chance moaned with delight. He growled slightly and looked down at me before stroking my hair back with one of his large digits. “Oh, yeah. That’s the way I like it, baby.”

  I smiled and jammed his manhood deeply into my mouth attempting to swallow it down all the way.

  I opened my eyes and saw the pleasure of Chance as he steadied himself against the shower and held on with determination. His hips were rocking hard back and forth now, his hand behind my head stroking with tenderness, caressing me and making me feel so safe through this vast array of pleasure. We barely knew each other, but I felt loved. At last he moved his hand and pulled out of me. Then he told me to stand up and turn around. I smiled and did as he suggested.

  It was only a few moments but it felt like an eternity, standing there waiting for him to make his move. Finally, he did. His thickness entered me from behind. I felt my innocence tear, but there was no pain, none whatsoever. It was just the most blissful feeling I’d ever felt before.

  I was complete. Chance was pressing into me in long, deep strokes, filling me up and stretching me widely. He effortlessly slid along my inner walls with the kind of perfection that you only saw in adult films when the camera was super close up, and it all looked so perfect that you wished it was happening to you. Well, now I was that girl. I was with the most perfect man who was making the sweetest love to me.

  I could feel myself getting close to coming. It was going to happen very soon, and I wasn’t sure I was ready. I was just getting used to having his urge inside of me, moving, working my body, and sending waves of tingling bliss all over my being. But the pressure was growing and soon it would blow.

  I wanted to feel him coming hard inside of me. That sweet essence of his… I hoped he would fill me up with it until I could not contain him anymore. I could never remember a time I had been so turned on.

  My fingers we reworking my core hard as I knelt under the shower, my eyes closed, and my mind full of the fantasy that I was using to bring myself to total completion. My thumb was pressed against my magic spot, my fingers reaching inside as far as they could, rubbing back and forth vigorously from one to the other like some kind of demented, sexual teeter-totter.

  My breathing was coming in short, hard gasps as I imagined the hard flesh of Chance Atkins filling me full with his sweet lust and then his even sweeter love.

  “Shit!” I moaned as I came hard over my hand, which was starting to cramp, but I couldn’t stop. Oh, no… there was no slowing this train down. That was for sure.

  My body was shaking almost violently around on the shower floor as I finished my epic orgasm and tried to hang on to my sanity. I could barely breathe, but somehow I kept moaning loudly, yelling way louder than I meant to. I was certain that my secret activity must have been heard by everyone else in the dorms, but I didn’t care at that moment. It was all about the bliss. The pleasure was everything.

  And then it was over. My hand was done. My body was finished. I laid down in the shower for several minutes and let the water continue to wash down over me. And for a few minutes, I felt totally blissful.

  I couldn’t wait to meet Chance Atkins and see if he lived up to the hype, or my fantasy.

  I only had a few hours until I would be face to face with him.

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  Author’s Note

  Thank you to all my readers, especially those who are reading my work for the first time. It is my privilege to have you by my side and I am glad and thankful that you all chose to spend a day or two reading my book.

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