Nobody Becomes Somebody Ch. 5

Literotic asexstories – Nobody Becomes Somebody Ch. 5 by DRxBlue,DRxBlue “All right,” Lucy had said to Kevin, “then we’ll have to love each other a whole lifetime in the next two weeks. We can’t waste a second of the time we have together. It’s not as if we’re going to lose each other, not if we take all that we can, while we can.

“No more tears now! Give me all the love you have, so I can keep it when you go.”

Lucy and Kevin’s time was limited, but their sexual energy wasn’t. Complete virgins only two weeks ago, the two had embarked on a voyage of discovery which had taken them into uncharted waters.

They now were routinely doing things they had never heard of. In the summer of 1970 nobody openly discussed oral sex, let alone “deep-throating”, except some of the wilder kids in the gym locker rooms. Anal sex was something you could be arrested for. Even TALKING about it in public could put you behind bars, where it was a routine practice.

As they counted down the days, they took every opportunity to get and give the most pleasure possible. Sometimes they could get away for a little privacy, down on the little hidden bay where they first went skinny-dipping. There was time for kissing, constant touching, even occasional oral play.

One evening they were cleaning up the kitchen. Lucy was washing the counters and mopping the floor, Kevin doing the dishes. Lucy’s parents were in the next room discussing plans for the upcoming Fourth of July. Lucy crept up beside her cousin.

Looking straight into his eyes, she raised her finger to her lips, giving him a silent “ssshhh!” Quickly she pulled his prick, already stiffening, from his battered jeans. She deftly ran her nails under his balls making him shiver, and stiffer. Cupping his soft scrotum in her left hand, with her right she pulled on his shaft. She kissed him to insure his silence while she stroked him.

“Oh, Kevin! Your dad called yesterday–says he and yer mom’ll be up next Friday on the third. They’ll stay over the weekend and we can all see the fireworks together.”

“Great, Uncle Ralph!” His voice just barely trembling from the workout Lucy was giving his cock. He rejoined the kiss, already in progress, one of his hands still holding the pan he had been scrubbing.

In the short time she’d had to explore it, Lucy had learned every nerve in Kevin’s cock, her beloved “Fido”. She now proved what she could do with that knowledge.

With her soft, subtle touch she masterfully played his organ like a sexual virtuoso. She constantly surprised him with touches and pinches in places and to rhythms he could not predict. He struggled to remain quiet as the level of his excitement increased. In less than two minutes he was on the verge of orgasm, completely under her manual control.

She pulled her face back, maintaining eye contact with him as he approached the edge. With her will, she kept him quiet. Although his breathing deepened, he only shivering with his tension. Then a with a sudden kiss, she touched the exact spot that would set off every nerve in his body. It was a spot she had found early on in their explorations.

She was holding his shaft like a flashlight, and when she knew he was ready she pushed the knuckle of her index finger deep into the tissue at the base of his shaft. She could feel his balls drawn up tight to the underside of her finger, then she made a move exactly like pulling the trigger of a gun. Like a gun firing backwards, he shot a liquid bullet into her waiting palm.

Now he felt as if he were melting. He trembled. He felt rubbery and weak. Lucy smiled sweetly, nastily as she raised her sperm-filled hand and stuck her tongue into the pearly pool, lapping his seed up like a kitten.

His long suppressed moan escaped. She quickly slapped her other hand over his mouth to silence him. He smiled, ran his tongue across her palm, then fluttered it between her fingers.

Now she moaned and Kevin whipped his sudsy hand from the dishpan to cover her mouth. Startled, she clapped her cum-filled hand over his. A jet of semen squirted into the air and landed right on the bridge of her nose.

The two of them exploded into uproarious laughter. Quickly they rinsed off, then reached for towels to clean themselves up, giggling uncontrollably.

“What’s going on in there?”

“Mo-o-om! Kevin put bub-bub-bubbles in my mouth!” Lucy half-wailed, half-giggled in reply.

“Well–SHUT YOUR MOUTH!” Rose yelled, then chuckled. Kevin fell to the floor; his legs kicking in the air as he tried to zip up his pants. Everyone was laughing by then, each at different things.

Every night they got together in “their swing” on the front porch or Kevin’s bed, holding and loving each other in every way they could think of, except one

At the beginning of their sexual play, Kevin had left Lucy’s vaginal area alone because of social taboos and their mutual fear of pregnancy. Later, Lucy found that any time Kevin played too long near her pussy, she found herself overwhelmed with feelings that she couldn’t deal with. Strong turbulent emotions raised a clamor in her mind. The intensity of thought and sensation was such that she became dizzy and nauseated and had to make him stop.

When he touched her anal area, it was a different story. Although she was disgusted by the thought, the feeling was so pleasurable, that she had convinced Kevin to pump her with his fingers for as long as she could stand it. She soon learned to “stand it” for longer than Kevin could. His fingers would get some sexual variation of “writer’s cramp”.

It was June 25 the next time they got the cabin to themselves. Lucy’s folks headed out before noon across the lake to shop. The two quickly undressed; they loved to see each other nude and let their skin press together. The night before had been long and strenuous, so they settled on the swing in the screened front porch, invisible to the rest of the lake residents.

Kevin and Lucy talked for a while about school and the future, but soon the topic turned to their favorite subject–sex. They had, from the start, been totally frank and comfortable discussing what they knew of techniques and general information, but unfortunately neither knew a lot. Together they had tried almost everything they knew about, and had now begun to experiment. Mad scientists of sex using their own bodies as laboratories. They had become used to what anyone else might call seriously deviant behavior and they werestill looking for new borders to cross.

In this spirit, Kevin looked Lucy straight in the eyes, saying seriously, “We gotta try something–something kinda weird, but I think we hafta try it.”

“Something weird, huh? What’s left?”

“Well, look at the way you’re holding my hand, right now.” Unconsciously she’d been clasping together the index, middle and ring fingers of his right hand. “You know what fingers those are.”

“Yeah,” she grinned sheepishly, looking up at him; “those are the fingers you stick up my ass.”

“You’ve been doing that a lot, holding those fingers. You like it when I put them in you, don’t you.” He spoke that as a statement, not a question.

“Yeah, I don’t know why, but I like it.”

“What does it feel like in your hand right now?”

“It feels like your dick, that’s what you’re gettin’to isn’t it?”

“Eeeyup–I never heard of anybody doing such a thing, but I bet it would work. You wanta try it?” His hopeful expression completely open and innocent, despite the subject he was proposing.

“You want me–to let you–put your cock in my ass.”

Kevin’s forehead wrinkled as he made a face like a disappointed puppy. He silently nodded.

“Hell yes! Let’s go.” Lucy laughed, grabbing his hand and yanking him up from the swing.

In her bedroom, Kevin kissed her, pulled away and disappeared for a moment. He came back from the kitchen with the butter tray. Lucy looked at him skeptically.

“Hand lotion dries out; this’ll stay slippery.”

“You’ve been planning this for a while haven’t you?” She gave him a sly grin.

“I been thinking how it might work, yeah.” Putting the butter within reach, he grabbed her in a hug and fell backwards on the bed. She straddled him, her pussy lips already starting to swell. She rubbed up and down the length of his cock. It swelled and soon became hard. As his erection grew Lucy felt her pussy growing moist, warm and that dizzy overload feeling came over her again. She pressed her whole body against him, then she slid down to kneel between his legs.

For two days she hadn’t had his cock in her mouth; she had missed it. Licking and gently biting she worked him to a completely rigid state. She rocked way up on her knees, gently worked his balls with one hand, and then drove his shaft into her throat like a sword into a scabbard. Kevin’s breathe puffed out of his, lungs then he inhaled with a hiss.

There was no pause even as he passed the back of her throat, just a momentary catch as she stopped breathing. As she withdrew, the tip of her tongue raked along the bottom of his shaft. She pulled it into a hook like a beckoning finger signaling “come here, come here”. Kevin was now whimpering from the pleasure he was feeling.

Kevin reached down, picked her up by her chest and hips and turned her around 180º. As she went back to his cock, he pulled her crack down onto his face. His hands slid up her ribs, grasping and squeezing her soft breasts. His tongue broad and flat he brushed and tapped her labia gently, savoring her taste.

Lucy soon made a noise indicating her discomfort, so he moved up to her pucker. Licking around it and poking, even kissing and sucking, he could feel the reaction he was causing as her cock-sucking became wilder, verging on frenzy.

He rubbed his fingers against her pussy which was now soaked, moved the middle one up to her asshole and slowly pushed it in. He followed the rhythm of her sucking, moving his finger in and out, soon adding another. He left both fingers in deep and began to spread them apart, twisting slightly, spreading again and again. Soon her mouth was bring him close to the edge of orgasm.

“Oh–Okay wait; wait now” he pulled her off like a blanket on a too-hot night. She was flushed, half-blinded by passion, eyes out of focus. He wasn’t in any better shape, but he had a mission. He pulled her in for a steaming kiss, then pushed her face first into the pillow. Grabbing her hips, pulling her beautiful ass into the air, he reached for the butter.

Pinching up about a tablespoon he spread it on his hard cock. The salt in the butter stung as it hit all the little scratches Lucy had left with her teeth. Gently with his thumb smoothed it on, then into her now opening asshole. He worked his fingers slowly into the space, which opened ever more. Lucy began to pant and moan, wondering what she’d gotten herself into.

As his fingers worked into her she felt excitement and fear both building. She heard him move behind her and tension gripped her. She wanted to cry and make him stop; she wanted to push back and make him hurry.

The head touched her. It pushed.Too big, too big, this can’t work. Don’t do it. He backed off, moved the head around and around,Oooh nice–so smooth, slippery, More. Pushing again, slow, I want it–aah too BIG gotta pull myself open. Now he was pulling back and pushing, a rhythm, then he stopped and went around–around. Then by accident, I’mpushing against it–it’s going IN!

“Oow! Oh! Ssslow!”

“Should I..?”

“NO! Go on! PUSH, but slow–push it”

In and out, in deeper, and out—all thought stopped.

Only feelings now. Skin too tight. Full–Whole body feeling FULL. It’s rubbing, the skin pulling and pushing. Warm and smooth and slippery and touching. Now pumping deeper –deeper until it’s all inside, out and in –faster! Thighs against thighs slapping – smacking together. Balls bumping pussy lips–tightness and squeezing and bouncing and FULL!

They were focused now, synchronized. A smooth mechanical process, a dance, a feeling like waves. The strokes became longer, increasing in speed. Friction creating a heat that flowed through them both. They made sounds, but never heard them. The feelings expanded until they were too large to feel. Then all too soon, Kevin began to feel the unstoppable rush of his approaching climax.

It started for him at the back of his thighs. There was a tingle like electricity which grew from his hips to his knees. The rhythm of his pumping became uncontrollable as his muscles started shivering. His pelvis kept moving, his erection still plunging in and pulling out. His spine arched, throwing his head back and he felt something open deep inside. Hot semen felt like a torrent as it left his cock in jet after jet. He clutched Lucy’s hips to keep from collapsing. He felt as if he had turned into a molten stream and was pouring deep into Lucy.

Lucy was in a place where she hardly knew what was happening. Her arms were wrapped around the pillow, her head turned to the side, her eyes open, yet she wasn’t really seeing anything. Her mouth was open and her breath flowed in and out to the beat of the pumping. She could only feel. She was a throbbing ball of light, expanding and contracting to the rhythm of Kevin’s cock. There was no sight or sound, no memory or person left in her mind. There was only the huge, good light. She was that light and she loved it. At some point it was over, and one piece at a time her world came together again

Sometime later they lay side by side, shivering, uncoupled, like survivors of a shipwreck awakening on a beach. They entwined, clutching each other. Lucy cried for a bit, quietly sobbing, not from sadness or pain, but from a sense that she was no longer in the world she’d started out in.

Kevin, spent, pulled a sheet over them and they slept in each other’s arms.

A couple of hours later Kevin awakened, moaning. Lucy snuggled close for a moment and covered his face with kisses. He couldn’t open his eyes, but he started to smile. Suddenly something warm and dripping wet smacked him in the face.

“There you bastard, it’s a washrag! Clean yourself up! Hurry, I wanta change the sheets.”

As he reached for the rag, he could feel that his hand was still covered with butter and the essence of pussy and ass. He washed off his face first, peeking at Lucy and seeing a stern, slightly aggravated face. Fear and a little remorse touched him as he began to think over what he’d just done to her.

He felt as if he’d destroyed the best thing that had ever happened to him. It caused a roiling nausea to churn his guts. He sat up to clean off his penis, and saw that the sheets were a terrible mess. With a look of pain and sorrow he opened his mouth–

“It’s a good thing it’s bath night. You’re a MESS!” Lucy laughed and pushed him down on his back, crawled on top of him and kissed and hugged him.

“Oh GOD, Lucy you scared me! I was afraid I’d hurt you…”

“You DID dummy! I guess you never had a dick pushed up your ass! It HURTS–for a minute–” slowly smiling, lowering her eyes, “then it’s—-it gets better.”

“Jeez! You’re still scaring me!”

“Yeah? GOOD! How do you think I feel?”

“What? –What do you mean?”

“I LIKED it! God dammit, I LOVED it! Think about that for a while! Ain’t THAT scary?”

His mind whirling, trying to make sense of what he was hearing. He shook his head in confusion.

“Okay look–I like getting FUCKED! In the ASS!” She burst into tears, “what kinda freak does that make me? Who can I tell about this? If I had a close girlfriend, what could I say to her? This ain’t like having the football captain kiss you behind the bleachers.

“After you go, if I find a boyfriend, what do I tell him when were going through our Likes and Dislikes? Oh–by the way I love getting fucked in the ass and I like coffee, but not tea. Besides, be-be-besides you, who in the WORLD would even DO something like that?”

Sobbing softly in his arms, Kevin held her close and began to realize what she meant. A cold, lonely feeling crept over him and he felt guilty. He was sorry for making her feel that way, but there was no taking it back. Soon he realized that she’d stopped crying. She was moving, reaching for the wash cloth. She was washing his cock off.

“What are you doing?”

“C’mon Fido, let’s get you cleaned up pretty baby.” Looking up she asked, “Can you do it again? Slower this time– c’mon–who knows when I’ll ever get the chance again?”

“You’re kidding right? You’re making fun of me. Look, I’m…”

“Kidding?! Not a chance. If I’m gonna be a mutant freak, make me a happy mutant freak. Does this look like the face of someone who’s kidding?” She gave him a smile, then plunged his cock into her mouth.

He shouted out the pain and the pleasure. He laughed and groaned and in a minute he was hard as a marble statue. They did take it slower, savoring all the feelings. He learned he could push back on her legs and take her face to face. When he came the second time they were both getting very sore.

When he pulled his penis free, he watched his come running out of the space he’d just left. To his horror, he saw that her ass was still a gaping cavern.

“Lucy! Are you all right? Oh Christ I think I broke you! Your–your poor sweet ass…”

“Relax!” Laughing and pulling him into her arms, “I noticed that before. I didn’t fall asleep as quick as you and I couldn’t help noticing that the wind was whistling around inside me. I was kinda worried too, but it closes up pretty soon.”

“So you were awake after I passed out–I spoze you had a lot to think about.” He hung his head a little in shame.

“Yeah–that’s true. Don’t look so sad. It’s weird, but I wanted to try this as much as you. If I weren’t so sore and hungry I’d want to try it again. I don’t know–it does something for me. It feels like I want to…HEY! WAIT A MINUTE! I know that look! You stopped listening to me when I said ‘hungry’ didn’t you?”

“What are you? A mind reader? Yeah, I’m STARVED!”

“Me too! I’ll race you to the kitchen. HEY! Don’t forget the butter!”

They didn’t race at all. They both hobbled like senior citizens. Moaning and laughing at the aches and pains they discovered. They cooked up nearly everything they could find. They indulged in an eating orgy until they had to stop.

Then as they cleaned up some of the mess they had made, they kept “oopsing” into each other. They always said, “sorry”, but they weren’t. By the time the dishes were half done, their hands became uncooperative. Patting and stroking became hugging and deep kisses.

“You know my sheets are still dirty, and so is my mind”

“I’m so glad you said that! I don’t know what I have left to give, but I think Fido has a trick he wants to show you.”

“Oh goody. C’mon puppy! Let’s go play!” She grabbed him by the cock and dragged him away.

They played like porcupines, “Very Carefully”. Both of them still quite sore, but they were determined to satisfy their new-found appetite again. Kevin loved the feeling of being surrounded completely by Lucy’s tightness. He found the pushing and penetrating fed a primal urge he had known nothing about before.

Lucy found that the pain from the pounding, rubbing and stretching she had received that day actually fueled a more enveloping, more fulfilling experience than before. Her mind retreated to a slow motion, sticky feeling. It was like being in space, floating with no direction pointing up. There was only the slow beat in and out. Filling and emptying.

Her body seemed to melt away, arms and legs no longer defined as shapes in her mind. It was like being a beating heart, with a hot, smooth flow passing though her in waves.

Eventually Kevin came again, and she could feel the jets of semen inside her. She felt the fluid flow out and drip onto her thighs as his penis softened and slipped out of her. For a long time after the act was over, the feeling of being far away remained. She became aware that Kevin had pulled her close against himself. She could feel the hair on his chest softly rubbing between her shoulder blades. His breath was slow and warm on her neck and she soon joined him in slumber.

When she awoke, she realized that it was nearly dark outside. Off in the distance she heard the familiar whine of the boat’s motor signaling that her parents were almost home.

She leaped to her feet scrambling to find clothes in the darkness, yelling to wake Kevin. In a T-shirt and shorts, with no underwear she ran barefoot out to the dock. Just as the boat reached the mooring she slowed and approached her parents, rubbing her messy hair and yawning.

“Wow, did I sleep! I heard the boat and it woke me up.”

Her mother laughed, “I know how you feel. I fell asleep in the car on the way from town. It was quite a scorcher today.”

Lucy now realized how much she ached all over, and the crotch of her short cut off jeans was riding up the crack of her ass, making her really uncomfortable. She heard the screen door slam from the cabin and Kevin’s footsteps running down to the dock.

“Did you FALL ASLEEP too? Wow, so did I! That HEAT really knocks you OUT doesn’t it?”

“Oh–Yeah! Me too! That book I was reading put me right to SLEEP!” Kevin yawned convincingly and, like Lucy, tousled his own hair. “Oh yeah, after supper I really conked out all right.”

“What did you have for supper?”

“SALAD!” Lucy yelped as Kevin hollered, “EGGS!”

“YEAH! Ha ha–I had eggs and he had–I mean, I HAD eggs–HE HAD EGGS! and I had SALAD!”

Rose looked at them quizzically. They picked up the things from the boat and split up to put them away.

“Phew! Lucy! You STINK! You really need a bath!”

Lucy barked with loud laughter for a second, Kevin began coughing and wheezing with his own stifled laughter.

“Yeah, Mom! I know. Good thing it’s bath night!”

Later they filled the tub with more than double the usual amount of hot water, so it steamed and rose to their armpits as they gingerly nested their battered bodies together. They just sat and soaked Kevin against the high backrest, Lucy using him as a backrest.

They touched each other from time to time, sending little love notes to each other by skin telegraph, but spoke not a word. Finally, when the water cooled so much it was not helping any more, they got out. They both moaned quietly and laughed.

They dried themselves off separately, kissed and split up in the living room. Lucy groaned when she realized that she never had changed the sheets, but flopped down on them and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning Lucy and her mom went into town to clean the house so that Kevin’s parents could stay there over the weekend of the Fourth of July. They stayed overnight, and Lucy found herself very frustrated as her time with Kevin was wasted away. Much to her horror on Saturday afternoon she heard her mother on the phone with her father, discussing how it would be better for the women to stay at the house until Sunday since the men were coming in to stay over until Monday night.

Lucy paced the house like a caged animal, now realizing how much she had been taking for granted that Kevin would always be right where she could get her hands on him, and her lips, and…

By the time Kevin got to town Lucy was absolutely ravenous for some attention. She practically dragged him into the kitchen while her parents settled in front of the TV. The two teens fell into a crushing embrace, feasting on each other’s mouths, their hands swiftly digging beneath their light summer clothes.

Lucy slipped a hand into Kevin’s shorts as he clasped her breasts through her T-shirt. After a short minute they heard Rose call from the other room.

“Lucy, could you bring your father a beer? Is supper just about ready?”

“Okay, Mom! The potatoes should bake another 10 minutes. I’ll get this oaf to set the table while I make a salad.”

She popped open a beer from the fridge, grabbed a glass, and breathlessly kissed her cousin on her way into the living room. Supper seemed endless, but finally Lucy and Kevin left the house to ride around town in her father’s car.

They stopped at the local root beer stand trying to think of a place to be alone. A few girls Lucy knew drifted over to say hello and ogle Kevin. He was polite, but made a big show of his devotion to Lucy, the fact that they were cousins just never came up. After the girls had retreated enviously, the two got back in the car.

“Those girls would never have come over to talk to me if you hadn’t been there. Thanks for making them so jealous.” She grinned and snuggled up to him.

“Let’s do something that’d make’em really jealous! Is there a ‘Lover’s Lane’ kinda place in this town?”

“Hey! Yeah! I never been there before, but everyone knows where it is! Turn left up there and head up the hill.”

In a short time they were on a rustic dirt road. The sun was setting and they passed two cars pulled into little clearings that dotted the sides of the road. They pulled off onto a little cliff that overlooked a pond. Lucy had pulled a can of insect repellant out from the glove compartment. She sprayed around the windows and vents then hit their ankles and the backs of their necks.

“You’ll appreciate it later for sure.”

Sneezing, Kevin choked, “I know, don’t forget that I spend a lotta time in the swamps. You done now?”

By the time she had nodded once his lips were on her mouth. From there they traveled to her jaw and down her neck. As he pulled up her shirt to pinch her nipples, she unsnapped his jeans and slid her hand down into his jockey shorts.

Little Fido was “sitting up” like a good doggy and with a few strokes he began to solidify. Much as she loved the attention she was getting, she pushed him back, bending down as she pulled his cock out to where she could reach it.

Moments later he was in her mouth. They were both very happy about it. They moaned simultaneously as she pushed him deep into her mouth. Her moan cut off with a gulping sound as he passed the back of her throat. She went into her now familiar pattern of pistoning him in and out, then pushing down all the way to fuck her throat for as long as she could before having to breathe.

In a few minutes, Kevin pulled her away. They grunted and strained for a few moments but very efficiently repositioned themselves so that Lucy’s shorts were down past her knees, Kevin’s jeans down to his thighs, Lucy was on top with Kevin buried between her legs, his tongue in her ass.

They didn’t last long, but before he came Kevin had soaked two fingers in Lucy’s juices and put them just where she wanted them to be. For the first time Lucy swallowed Kevin’s cum. She’d been wanting to for some time, but now this had the added advantage of saving the fabric seat covers from becoming a sticky mess. She knew the flavor well, but it took an extra push to let it go down her throat. As she gulped she felt Kevin shiver and the extra flutter his tongue made within the rim of her anus.

“Oh, God Lucy! How do you DO that?” He grunted from between her thighs.

“Very well, and with delight!” She pushed her ass up against his nose and giggled as he lashed his tongue back and forth across her bottom, shaking his head like a wet dog.

They stopped at a little diner on their way home, partly because they were starving, partly to use the rest rooms to get straightened up before facing Lucy’s folks. Some of the kids Lucy went to school with were there, including one of the girls who had been at the root beer stand.

She gave Lucy a sly and friendly wink as she waltzed past their booth. “Looks like we’re gonna hafta start calling you Lucky Lucy from now on.” She flashed Kevin a bright smile and walked away to sit with people she’d come in with.

“Gee, Kev. That was cool! That’s Corinne Wilmer, she’s pretty nice, but she never really talked to me before. You’re good for my image.”

“Hey, I bet you’ve always been cool. You just didn’t know it. Have a little faith in yourself and other people will notice you more.”

At that moment, Lucy felt a change in herself which was to last for the rest of her life. From that day on she began to spread her wings. She had shed her cocoon.

The rest of the week was total chaos. Lucy was caught up in her mother’s cleaning frenzy. Her Dad took Kevin back to the cabin on Tuesday. On Thursday Lucy and Rose went out to the cabin, Ralph came into town. He would stay with Kevin’s folks on Friday in the house because there wasn’t room for everybody to stay there comfortably.

On Thursday, when Lucy and Kevin were finally together again they were desperate to be alone, but it wasn’t a normal shopping day. They were stuck with Rose who tried to keep them busy and “entertained”. After supper Lucy produced a special surprise. She had made a chocolate cake, but instead of frosting it she made a great show of topping it with canned cherries and brandy in a sort of cross between Cherries Jubilee, chocolate covered cherries and chocolate cake.

It was spectacular and delicious. After applying the flaming brandy from a snifter, Lucy slyly set the snifter next to her mother and asked if she’d like to have a little with dessert. Amidst the oohing and ahhing, in the excitement, Rose said she would.

She had what amounted to a double shot mixed with water. After dessert Lucy hit her once again before putting the bottle away. Rose, a virtual teetotaler, was quite elevated by the time she finished the brandy, which had been a Christmas present years ago and had mellowed to a seductive but potent smoothness. She really never knew what hit her.

Hit her it did, and before long Rose began to yawn and headed off to bed. As she left, bumping sleepily up the steps, Kevin grabbed Lucy in a congratulatory hug and would have whispered praises to her, but his mouth was suddenly otherwise employed.

They quickly moved to Kevin’s room and within moments were naked on his bed. After they had gotten reacquainted, just as Lucy was moving her head toward Kevin’s cock, she saw him pull open the drawer of his nightstand. He pulled out a tub of petroleum jelly, the sight of which made Lucy tilt her head and grin.

“Found it in the bathroom at your house. There was dust on it. I don’t think it will be missed.” His whisper was answered by a quiet giggle.

Lucy sucked him until he was stiff, turned and let him kiss and probe her ass which had missed his attention. After he had kissed and poked his tongue into every crevice in her anal area, he scooped up some of the jelly and pushed it inside her with his fingers. She felt her senses begin to change. They focused on a different level. Her body seemed farther away from her mind and blurred in a way, but her feelings were up front and clearly defined.

As he slipped away from underneath her she lowered her head to rest on her forearms. Her butt was still in the air as Kevin lubricating his erection crawled up behind her. He stayed still with the head of his cock pressed into her ring of anal muscles, then waited for her to push herself back to enclose him.

It worked wonderfully. She felt in complete control as she pressed up against his cock head and pushed her muscles open. She could choose how fast or slow to let him in, she could decide how deep to go, and when to pull away.

She whispered, “thank you, this is perfect.” As she pushed back again and again, deeper and deeper, until she could feel his balls against her labia. As she lifted up onto her hands, she rocked back and forth to feel his whole length fill her then pulled away until just the tip of his head was still inside. Kevin stayed rock steady enjoying the action as much as she did.

She looked back over her shoulder, smiled and gave him a nod. He understood and began to control the pushing and pulling with long slow strokes. Every now and then he would add a little to the lubrication, either from the jar of jelly or from her own juices which were beginning to flow quite freely from her pussy.

They played with various rhythms, they wiggled back and forth to let different parts touch. They stopped, then started again. For Lucy the warm, glow she had felt before returned. It opened and expanded into that “out of this world” feeling which made her feel as if she were melting.

Time disappeared until Kevin began to feel his climax coming. He held it off again and again, not wanting to let go of the feeling they were creating, but soon his body’s cry for release was too much. Even though he fought it he began to speed up, moaning as his long denied orgasm approached. They finally found themselves shuddering in the grip of the final thrust. Though they wanted to scream the kept the energy inside and let out only grunting, whimpering sounds which could not be held in.

An explosion of pleasure filled them as his seed spurted into her with a heat they both could feel. Twitching and jerking with the aftershocks of the moment of complete passion, Kevin bent over Lucy and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He pulled her upright, held her close, kissing her neck, kneading her breasts, smearing her with his hand still covered with the grease and wetness from their union.

As he softened he stayed inside her, pulling her down so that they lay side by side in his bed. Lucy pulled a sheet over them and before long they were blissfully asleep.

Lucy awoke with a start to the sound of pots clanging in the kitchen. Kevin snored quietly near her ear. Panic-stricken, she scrambled from the bed and got dressed. She opened the door a crack and when her mother’s back was turned, she made her move.

As the door opened it clunked against one of Kevin’s shoes and Lucy felt the bottom of her stomach drop away as if it would never come back. She moved resolutely to her room, but not before she caught a glimpse of her mother’s shocked expression.

She put on some clean clothes, then she stopped for a moment in the tub room to wash up and brush her teeth. She felt nauseated, and could barely look at herself in the mirror. Her fears notwithstanding she met her mother in the kitchen and began to help with the preparation of ham, eggs and toast.

Rose smiled a bit wanly, but allowed Lucy to join in the cooking. They spoke only about the tasks at hand. As the smell of coffee and food drifted into his room, Kevin got up. He greeted the women, a little bleary eyed, as he headed to the outhouse in the back, not suspecting the tension he had just passed through.

“Uhhh–Lucy? Did I see you coming out of Kevin’s room this morning?” Rose opted to home right in on the subject.

“Yeah, Mom–we got to talking and reading last night and I guess we just fell asleep.” Her lack of experience in lying making the words drop like lead weights to the floor.

“Well you ought to talk in the living room or out on the porch.”

“We didn’t want to wake you up. Kevin’s room isn’t right underneath you. Sorry.” Lucy figured that she had nothing to lose by digging herself in deeper. Maybe she could dig herself all the way to China and escape.

Rose gave Lucy a suspicious look, but quickly relented and smiled a bit sternly saying, “Well, just don’t let it happen again.”

“Okay, Mom. I won’t.” Kevin came in the back door at that moment, so she continued quickly with, “Kevin! How could you let me fall asleep on your bed like that? Mom saw me coming out of your room this morning, and who knows what she must have thought?

“The last thing I remember we were talking about that Kurt Vonnegut book.”

To his credit, Kevin made the story much more believable by blushing a bright red and stammering, “You slept there all night? Sheesh, I didn’t know! Are we gonna get grounded or anything?”

Rose now laughed, and the atmosphere cleared considerably. For the rest of the day, she did tend to eye the two a little strangely. By suppertime that night everything seemed to have been forgotten.

Lucy couldn’t pull the brandy trick on her mother two nights in a row, so they sat around playing cards until Rose finally got sleepy and went to bed.

As she started up the steps from the kitchen she eyed them a little sternly, “You two be good, now.”

The two agreed, sheepishly, but knowing that this was their last night together, they didn’t go so far as to actually promise anything. They went out to the porch swing, there to slowly savor each other.

They spoke barely a word for hours, letting all communication be purely skin to skin. Lucy fellated Kevin with superb grace, again consuming every drop of his seed. They went into a 69 position and prepared to concentrate on Lucy’s need.

This time she had Kevin sit up, then she straddled him, taking total control of the act. Kevin held his erection for a long, long time as Lucy rode him, facing away, then facing toward him. They had learned so much in such a short time.

Finally they finished with something of an anticlimax. It was sweet, but too sad to really enjoy. The night had cooled enough that they were forced to put on their shirts. As they cuddled and caressed, they suddenly heard the squeak of the upstairs door opening. They scrambled to pull on their pants, making enough noise that Rose poked her head into the living room and called out, “Kids?”

They stumbled into the living room, looking guilty as hell. Rose pursed her lips slightly, then headed to the outhouse without a word. Lucy and Kevin kissed and went to their rooms. On her way back to bed, Rose knocked on Lucy’s door and stuck her head in for a moment, still without a word.

The Fourth was a madhouse; the two never got a moment alone. They watched the fireworks, both thinking that they couldn’t compare with the fireworks that had happened between the two of them.

The next morning, Kevin’s folks wanted to get an early start, so it was just after daybreak that Kevin came up behind Lucy in the kitchen.

“Lucy–I’m going to love you every day, for the rest of my life.”

She turned to hug him, kiss him, tears flowing freely. Kevin was weeping too, but it wasn’t long before his dad began to call for him to hurry. He wanted to leave right now.

“I’ll write to you!” He trailed his fingers along her arms, sadly smiling as he stepped backwards out of the kitchen and out of her life.

She composed herself enough to go to the door and wave as the car moved out of sight. Rose came up beside her.

“So, you two got pretty close. And here I was afraid you’d kill each other.” She laughed gently, but it sounded sad.

Lucy grabbed her mother and held her tight. She sobbed for only a few seconds, then regained control.

She looked her mother straight in the eyes and said, with a trace of bitterness, “Don’t worry Mom, I’m still a virgin!” The irony of the statement stung her to the core.

“Lucy–I love you. It really doesn’t matter. I found that out last night. I trust you. You’re a good girl.” She kissed her daughter gently.

“Hell, Mom–I’m the BEST!” She thought. Then she ran to her room and cried for a month.

When she came back out, she was a different person. She no longer thought of herself as “Nobody”. She was “Somebody” now, and she knew it. She was going to prove it.