We woke up the next morning holding each other. I had a hard on, but it was only because I had to take a piss. Clair woke up when I moved. She had never seen a boy piss so she wanted to come with me to watch how I did it. She wanted to hold my prick while I pissed but that didn't work out very well. While she held my prick it stayed real hard and I just couldn't piss.
She let go and in short order my prick relaxed a little and I let go a heavy yellow stream of urine. Clair replaced my hand when the flow started and pointed my prick toward the hopper. It even felt good to have her holding my prick while I pissed.
(I felt the liquid running through the tube on the underside of David's prick. It was a real turn on.)
Clair watched real close and when I was finished she started to milk out the last few drops. She stopped, looked at me, leaned down, and sucked the remaining drops out of my prick. I thought this was a little kinky, but I was willing to go along with it. It beat shaking the last drops off. If you could lick an ass I guess sucking the last drop of piss out of a prick wasn't that bad. My prick didn't stay soft long.
It was Clair's turn to urinate. I was curious. A girl's plumbing is different and her cunt was below the level of the toilet seat. When she squatted on the hopper I couldn't see what was happening so I put my hand down and felt along the inside of her cunt. Her warm urine washed over my hand and I felt where it was coming from. I knew doing that was kinky, but I liked it. I licked her cunt dry afterward.
We took a shower together. I'd done that with Janet and knew it was a lot of fun. I soaped Clair's body without missing a spot. She shuddered and wiggled, particularly when I worked her tits and ass over. Clair went to work on me. She got the same results when she soaped my prick and ass.
We were pretty horny. Neither of us had come yet and we had been handling each other for quite a while. I fucked her standing up, with the shower water running down between our bodies. I held her hips and she was held mine. Our action got less relaxed. In fact it got sort of frantic.
"Ahhh! Oooo!"
"Wow! Ohhh!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my first load of cum for the day was deposited in Clair's cunt. I knelt in front of her to lick her cunt clean and she did the same to my soft cock.
After we finished our shower and dried each other we went back to my room. Going in the door I stubbed my toe on a medicine bottle that was laying on the floor. "What's this doing here?"
Clair broke out laughing. I couldn't figure out why. She finally caught her breath and explained it. "Oh, David, I was real horny last night and I'd gotten that from the medicine chest. I wanted to use it a dildoe to fuck myself. On the way to my bedroom I passed your door, heard your bed squeak, and knew you were jerking off. I realized how silly we were. I just dropped that bottle and came in to have all that fun with you. Once I saw your prick I was sure that I didn't want that bottle any more."
I picked up the bottle and examined it. It was about eight inches long and maybe a little bigger around than my prick when I had a hard on. Its top was dome shaped and it did look a little like a prick. I was very curious about it. I wanted to know exactly how it worked.
"What do you do? Just push it in and out of your cunt."
"That's right. I pretend it's a prick. Don't you have something that you can pretend is a cunt."
Even after all our intimacy this still made me blush. Clair caught this right away and wanted to know what it was.
"Well," I admitted, "I take the core of a roll of toilet paper, thread a baggy through it, fasten both the open and the closed end, and lubricate it with spit, then pump my prick into it as if it were a cunt."
Once I'd told Clair about my tools, I wasn't so embarrassed about what I'd done and I could look her in the face again. She was grinning.
"David?"
Uh. Oh. By this time I knew that when Clair used my name as if it were a question, she wanted something, and it usually was something different and had to do with sex. This time I was certain that she wanted to watch me jerk off with a baggy.
"Yes?"
"Do it for me. Let me see."
"All right, if you fuck yourself with the medicine bottle and let me watch."
"Sure, but you do it first. I want to watch real close. After you finish I'll do it for you."
Clair went to the kitchen and got a baggy. I found an empty toilet paper roll in the waste basket in the bathroom.
I taped the closed end of the baggy to the outside of the roll, passed the baggy through the roll, opened the other end, and taped it to the outside of the roll. It was a lot more fun doing this with Clair to help than it had been when I sneaked around to get it all together myself.
I spit into the open end of the baggy. My prick was hard again by now and I pushed it into my artificial cunt. It always felt good when I did this, but having Clair watch made it feel much better.
I pumped my prick in and out of the toilet paper roll. Clair grabbed the roll from my hand and took over the job of pumping it up and down my prick. I fucked my prick into it. My hips pumped faster and faster. Clair was watching every move. She was fascinated. I was reaching a climax.
"Come, David! Come! Shoot your cum into that baggy!"
"Wow! Ohhh!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; a load of cum shot out of my prick and into my artificial cunt. My hips slowed down and my prick softened up and was about to slip out of the baggy. Clair pulled the roll from my prick, got on her knees, sucked my prick into her mouth to clean it off, then drank the rest of my cum out of the baggy. Wow!
"Gee, it was fun having you watch me do that. I didn't want to do it because I thought it would be too embarrassing. Now it's your turn. Let me see you fuck yourself with the medicine bottle."
Clair picked the bottle up. It looked awfully big. It didn't look like it would fit in her cunt. Clair looked at me, grinned, put the thing in her mouth to wet it. She pushed it in and out as if she were sucking on it. It was real sexy.
She slipped it into her cunt. It went into her cunt real easy. I guess girl's cunts are very flexible. Clair started slowly, just as I had, then gradually speeded the in and out motion, till it was flashing in and out of her cunt.
I was moving my head back and forth as if I were watching a tennis match. I was trying to watch the expression on her face and the action in her cunt at the same time.
"Ohhh! Ahhh!"
The bottle slid out of her cunt. I replaced it with my mouth. I sucked on her clit. I pushed my tongue in and out of her cunt. I pushed my finger up her ass.
"Ahhh! Ohhh! Oooo! No more, David, please! I can't take any more!"
Clair pushed my head away and collapsed onto the bed. I lay down beside her. We hugged and kissed for a while. She rested her hand on my prick and I pushed a finger into her cunt and let it soak. We must have lain there for more than an hour. I think we even napped.
"David?"
I came wide awake. Here we go again. What did Clair wanted now. So far every thing she had wanted had been marvelous.
"Yes?"
"I have an idea."
"What is it?"
"Let's go look at the graphics together."
"I don't know why not. Maybe we can get some more ideas."
I realized that I hadn't hidden the files again. I said something about it to Clair.
"I don't want any one else to find them. I was mortified when I realized that you had."
"Why hide them again? Would they shock or annoy my mother or your father. Your father and I looked at them while you were away, and you said that you told Mom about them on the trip. They can't hurt anyone."
I turned on the PC and brought up the graphics files. Even with all the real life things I'd seen and done recently, I still got a hard on from looking at some of them. We came to one of two women sixty nining. Without thinking of it I said that it was fun to watch two woman like that.
"David?"
"Yes?"
"Your grandmother and great aunt did that while you were watching?"
Even though I'd told Clair the story before, I blushed again and told her how I sometimes couldn't get a hard on.
(Wow! For some one who'd never even seen a woman naked a few weeks ago, David sure had had a lot of experience.)
We went back to the graphics. A man was standing behind a woman who was bending over. He was sticking his prick into her but you could see that it wasn't going into her ass.
"Oh, he must be fucking her cunt from behind."
"Can you do that, Clair?"
"Sure, here I'll show you."
Clair bent over and spread he legs slightly I could see the slit of her cunt between her legs.
"Well, stick your cock in and try it."
That was all the invitation I needed. I got behind her and fitted my prick into her cunt. I reached around and massaged her tits while I pushed my hips toward her ass. She pushed her hips back toward me and my prick was fully engulfed by her cunt.
Her cunt felt a little looser this way, but it still felt good. I reached around and felt my prick riding in and out of Clair. I rubbed her clit. My hips pumped faster and faster. Clair pushed back against me harder and harder. Clair started to moan.
"Ohhh! Wow! I'm coming!"
"Ahhh! Oooo! It feels good this way too!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick spouted its load of cum into Clair's cunt. In this position I could hold on tight. My prick remained lodged in her cunt till it was so soft that I could hardly feel her cunt around it any more.
We gave each other cat baths. I love sucking my cum from Clair's cunt. I love having her suck my limp prick too.
It was only ten o'clock but we had both come three times already that morning. We even forgot to have breakfast. We decided it was time to eat something besides cum and cunt juice. All we'd had in out mouths were the other's sex organs. We teased each other about which tasted better. I think the sex organs won out over the breakfast we made.
We knew that if we stayed home it would lead to more sex and we'd be worn out by noon. At least I would, I don't know about Clair. After breakfast we got our swim suits on and went to the swimming pool. We would have all afternoon and all night to have some more fun. We decided to save ourselves for then. We would enjoy it more if we were rested.
We got to the swimming pool and I found the usual crowd there. I'd put my jock strap on under my bathing suit because I'd been embarrassed too many times by getting a hard on when I saw some of the girls in those skimpy bikinis. Today they didn't bother me at all. I guess when you have some one you like with you those other girls in bikinis don't bother you so much. Having shot off three times already that day helped too.
(I was watching. He really didn't do much rubber necking, and there were some girls there that were built a lot better than I am.)
I was annoyed by some of the boys came over to talk and to meet Clair. I recognized most of them and they'd never even said hello to me before. Some of them even tried to get her away from me, but she stayed right by my side. We went swimming together, played some badminton, got some snacks, and held hands.
Clair paid no attention to the boys who were trying to get her attention by showing off. This pleased me too. By late afternoon our mornings sex activity had worn off and my prick was ready again. I was glad that I had worn that jock strap.
(They just seemed more immature than David, even though some of the were four or five years older. I was in love with David, then and now.)
It was time to go home, and I knew I couldn't wait till bed time before I got Clair into bed. As a matter of fact, I didn't get a chance to get her to bed. As soon as we got into the house, she stripped off her bikini and pulled down my swim suit. I've heard the joke about a girl tripping a boy and being under him before he hit the floor. This time it happened to me.
(David doesn't mention that the only reason that I had to pull off his bathing suit was that he was so excited he was too clumsy to do it himself.)
I fucked Clair in the middle of the living room floor. She positioned my prick in the lips of her cunt and I pushed it in to the hilt. She was as horny as I was. Her cunt was as slick as could be. She wrapped her legs around my hips wiggled hers. I pulled up and pushed my prick back into her. Her hips came up off the floor to meet my thrust. The action speeded up. It was much too fast. I really wanted it to last a lot longer but I couldn't hold myself back.
"Ohhh! Wow! Your making me come!"
"Ahhh! Oooo! I've been coming since your second push!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; a load of my cum was deposited in Clair's cunt. She kept right on pumping her hips up to me till my prick got soft and slipped out. We switched around and I licked her cunt and ass clean. She sucked my limp prick into her mouth and after sucking it clean went on to lick my ass.
I was laying on top of Clair with my head buried in her crotch. She sucked my cock some more, licked my balls, and switched to ass licking again. It wasn't long before I got another hard on.
She moved back to sucking my cock. I lapped her cunt and pushed my tongue in as far as I could. My hips tried to push my cock down Clair's throat. She was rubbing her cunt all over my face. After our first fast come, it took a little longer this time. But it was still too fast to please me. I wish I could hold back a little and enjoy it longer.
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Clair sucked the cum out of my prick. I tried to lick her cunt dry with my usual lack of success. I don't think it's possible to really lick a cunt dry. We didn't let go of each others sex organs. I rolled over so we were laying on our sides. It must have been ten minutes before we released each other.
"Boy, we were horny, weren't we?"
"We sure were!"
"I love you!"
"I love you!"
We switched positions again and hugged and kissed. I didn't ever want to let Clair go.
(He better not. I know I won't let him go.)
I know cum has a lot of protein but it's hardly a balanced diet. Both of us had only snacked that day, and after the exercise we'd just had we were hungry. Dad was a good cook and I always watched closely and tried to make the same things. I got some steaks from the refrigerator. I broiled the steaks and made a salad.
Clair set the table with our best service, turned out the lights, and lit candles. It was a very elegant dinner except for the fact we had no clothes on. When two people clean up after dinner it's amazing how many times you have to rub up against each other.
Clair suggested we look at the graphics again. I was willing, they hadn't led us astray yet. She scanned the disk and found some files that were still hidden. I didn't want her to open those. They were about a half dozen graphics that I had down loaded from one of my correspondents without looking at them.
They were all men doing things with men. Once I'd seen them I'd put them deep in the hidden files and never called them up again. I don't know why I didn't erase them right away. They embarrassed me too much, and now with Clair here, I knew they would embarrass me again.
(After all the things we'd done I don't see how David could be embarrassed by anything. Maybe the fact that he does get embarrassed and blush beet red, is one of the reasons I like him so much.)
Saying no to Clair only gets her more interested, so I fought a loosing battle. She said that some of the other graphics had shown women doing things with women, so why would men doing things with men be any worse. She also mentioned the fact that it didn't bother me any when my great aunt and my grandmother sixty nined while I watched them. Why was it any different for two men to do things with each other than it was for two woman.
I couldn't argue with her logic even though my emotions did. I liked to look at those woman-woman graphics. I guess a woman would find the same thing true about man-man graphics. I called the first one up. It showed two men in the sixty nine position sucking on each other's cocks.
(David blushed. I thought that was cute.)
Clair insisted on discussing this with me. I was uncomfortable even talking about it. I told her that the idea of sucking a cock was extremely distasteful. She asked if I minded sucking my cum out of her cunt. When I said no, she wanted to know why someone else's cum should bother me, it couldn't be too much different than mine. I didn't know and we left the subject unresolved.
The next graphic showed a man fucking another man's ass. The man who was being fucked was shooting off. Clair was fascinated by that. We discussed the fact that she could get me hard, even right after a come, by sticking her finger up my ass. I remembered something about a gland back there from the books my father had given me. We went up to my room to look it up.
The book said nothing about ass fucking, but there was a cut away picture of a mans sex organs and it showed the prostate gland right next to the anus. The text explained that the nerves in the prostate were closely connected with those in the head of the prick, so that when the prick was stimulated it made the prostate push the cum out of the prick. We figured out that if this is what made you come, then rubbing the prostate should make you come too.
I should have realized what Clair would ask me next.
"David?"
Uh, oh! Now I was in for it.
(David always had to be coaxed to do something new.)
"Yes, Clair?"
"I want to see you come that way."
I heaved a sigh of relief.
"Well, thank goodness you don't have a prick."
"We do have that medicine bottle."
Uh, oh! I knew I would loose but continued to fight.
"No way! I don't think I'd like that."
"How do you know if you haven't tried it?"
"I just don't like the idea. I don't want something that big shoved up my ass."
"What did you think about licking ass the first time?"
"I thought it was nasty."
I could see were this was leading to, but I couldn't see any way out of it.
"Do you mind it now?"
"No, I guess not."
"Don't you sort of like it now?"
"Yeh, I guess so."
"Then how do you know that you won't like being ass fucked with the medicine bottle?"
Clair had me cornered. I should have realized that I couldn't win an argument with her. All I was doing was dragging out the agony of giving in. I finally surrendered.
Clair got me on my knees on the bed. The idea of having my ass fucked had gotten my prick soft. Clair licked my ass a couple of times, which made my prick hard again, and deposited a gob of spit on asshole. She then sucked the medicine bottle into her mouth as if it were a prick and pumped it in and out as if she were sucking it off. It got it all wet with her saliva. She eased a couple inches into my asshole.
"Ouch!"
"I'll hold it still for a while. Remember, it took me a while before your prick felt good in my ass."
I had to admit that was true. In a short time it stopped hurting and she pushed in a little more. Clair held still for a while, then eased it in a little more.
It was beginning to feel good! Soon she had about seven inches of it buried in my ass and I couldn't help myself, I pushed my ass back against the medicine bottle. Clair pulled it out and pushed it back in. Wow! I wasn't sure if I liked it but my prick sure did feel good. It wasn't long before I couldn't take any more.
"Ohhh! Wow! I'm going to come!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, my cum shot out onto the sheet; dribble, dribble, dribble, the rest of my cum dripped out. By this time Clair had my prick in her mouth and she was sucking me dry.
When she moved away, I collapsed down onto the bed. She asked how I had liked it. I had to admit that I really didn't know if I liked it or not. It had been a tremendous sensation and it had felt different from anything else we had tried. I wasn't sure if I ever wanted to try it again.
The whole thing had turned Clair on. I slid my fingers in and out of her cunt. She was soaking wet. I knew my prick wouldn't be up for a while so I decided to give Clair the treatment that her mother had given me that night on the road home.
I told Clair to lay back and relax. She did. I positioned my self over Clair and french kissed her. I could feel my prick slide over her body. I licked my way across her face and stuck my tongue into her ear. Boy did she jump.
Then I nibbled at her neck. Her wiggles showed how sensitive she was there. I reached Clair's tits I licked and sucked on the nipples, they got hard and her aureoles crinkled up. I licked on down and when my tongue probed her navel she almost jumped off the bed.
I kept right on licking down to her cunt. I knew the feelings that I could give her there. I didn't stay there long though. I moved to the foot of the bed and sucked on her toes. I licked my way up her legs, turned her over and licked at the back of her knees. I found out that this was a sensitive spot on her too. Up the inside of her thighs. Clair was squirming all over the bed, moaning, and telling me how good it all felt.
I licked her ass and pushed my tongue into her asshole. Then I turned her back over again and slowly pushed my tongue into her cunt. Clair was bouncing on the bed by now. I didn't speed up. I slowly licked all the way from her ass crack to the top of her cunt then massaged her clit with my tongue. Clair's actions became wilder and wilder.
"Oh, David! I can't take any more! Ahhh! Ohhh! Stop!"
She pushed my head away. She just couldn't take any more. Clair responded to a trip around the world just a violently as I had.
(That was a blast! Wow! I resolved to do the same thing for David when I got the chance. When I opened my eyes David was sitting on his haunches and grinning from ear to ear. He was proud of the way he had made me react. Well, he had every right to be proud of what he had done to me. He'd really done a super job.)
After that one, we watched TV for a while then went to bed. I fucked Clair with a very slow rhythm. I just pushed my prick in and pulled it out of her cunt at a real slow pace. But the flesh is weak. After about ten minutes my hips speeded up; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I anointed her cunt with a load of my cum. This time we didn't do the mother cat bit. Clair wrapped her legs around my hips to keep my soft prick from slipping out of her cunt and we rolled onto our sides. We fell asleep that way.
I woke up three times with a hard on and my prick already in Clair's cunt. I flexed my hips back and forth in the same slow rhythm. It felt good and it was comfortable. When we woke the next morning there was a real load of cum for me to lick out of Clair. She had a lot of cleaning up to do on me too.
We slept together every night but made sure that both beds were rumpled when the maid came to do her general cleanup each morning. Friday night was the last night before Dad and Mom would be home. I didn't know what Clair and I were going to do after that. I didn't like sleeping alone any more. Even without having sex with her it was comfortable to feel Clair's warm body beside me in bed. We'd have to sneak in our sex when our parents weren't home and we sure wouldn't be able to sleep together.