My So Called Sex Life - Part I

My So Called Sex Life - Part I
An authorized biographical trip through one woman's experiences and fantasies
by DizzyD

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Hi, what you are about to read is the story of my life and my fantasies, written by my dear friend DizzyD. I am a 100% real live woman, and the other characters in the story are also real, as are the physical descriptions. For obvious reasons, the names have all been changed. Like the rest of you, I’ve been masturbating to Dizzy’s stories for a while now, and his writing made me want to share my story with the world. Unfortunately I’m just not a good writer or patient enough, so about a year ago I asked Dizzy if he would write it for me. When he finally agreed, I told him that I had three conditions: First, I would write the Forward, and he couldn’t change it no matter how much it embarrassed him; Two, he would keep all identities confidential; Three, I got to read the story first… I did and I love it.

Dizzy and I spent hours on the phone, and then video chats where I told him my true story and shared my fantasies, and he did an amazing job of intertwining the two. I will also admit that there were times when I got so horny while recounting my life that I actually masturbated in front of Dizzy on video chat, and I was comfortable because he is the sweetest, kindest gentleman I have ever met… and he begged me to let him take that this part out because he is also incredibly humble, but I told him if he didn’t post this exactly how I wrote it, he couldn’t post the story. Sorry for being such a bitch babe!

So here is my story, and a heads up, it’s about a young woman who isn’t afraid to do whatever it takes to get what she wants, so if you don’t like strong, empowered women, this is not for you. And finally, thank you again my darling Dizzy, I love you with all my heart, and if we ever do meet face to face, you are in for the weekend of your life!

Part I

Growing up in a trailer park isn’t easy, especially when you’re a girl who stands just over five feet tall and could be the twin of Jennette McCurdy, who played Sam on the Nickelodeon series ‘iCarly’ If that doesn’t ring a bell, Google her… I know, cute as hell but not exactly trailer park tough looking. I mean I’m in my mid-twenties now, but I still look like I should be getting ready for my first day of high school!

By the way, my name is Alexis Drake… or ‘Lexi’ for short. But don’t be deceived by my innocent looks and pixyish smile. Living in that trailer park taught me a lot... it taught me toughness and resiliency… it taught me cunning and street smarts… it taught me how to read people… and most importantly, it taught me to use what I was born with, including my borderline jailbait looks, to get what I want.

Okay, so I didn’t learn the ‘using my looks to get what I want’ thing from living in a trailer park as much as I learned it from Janice. Who is Janice? She’s my mom… well actually my stepmom, and I spent my ‘formative’ teen years living in a singlewide with her and my stepbrother Frankie, her son from her first marriage. I’m sure that living arrangement sounds bizarre, so maybe I should explain my family tree.

It all started with my biological parents, Sharon Allen and Bill Drake. They had met while working at the local canning plant, and occasionally dated. They were both pretty hard partiers, and rumor has it that I was actually conceived in a bar bathroom during drunken sex. They were young and stupid, and I’m not even sure if they were in love, but after I was born they decided to move into a crappy little apartment and raise me together. But just before my second birthday, my mom vanished… and I mean, like ‘poof’!

My mom was a cute little blonde, a good student and an outstanding gymnast… all things I’m glad I inherited from her. But there is one thing I’m glad I didn’t inherit… her weakness for d**gs and alcohol. At first it was just weed and beer, and she actually managed to stay sober while she was pregnant with me, but soon after I was born she moved on to crack, and then heroin. Eventually her addictions became more important than her family, and she walked out on us. A few months later, my dad got a call from the police telling him she had been found dead of an overdose outside of a Vegas crack house.

Dad did the best he could, and with some help from my grandmother he managed to work and care for me, but just as I was getting ready to start middle school, my grams died. Once again it looked like it was going to be just my father and me… but almost immediately after my grandmother died, dad met Janice. She was an attractive single mother who had just started working at the canning plant, and frequenting the local bar. I guess dad was kind of smitten with her, and before long, they were dating.

They had only been dating for a few months when my dad asked Janice and her son to move in with us. We were still living in the tiny one-bedroom apartment at the time, but with two more people moving in, we needed more space, so he bought the only thing he could afford.... a singlewide trailer. It was still pretty cramped, but at least my future stepbrother and I would have our own rooms.

It felt a little weird having another k** living under the same roof as me… especially a boy. Our rooms were side by side at one end of the trailer while the master bedroom was at the other, and Frankie and I also shared a bathroom. To make matters worse, I was almost a teenager, so my body was starting to mature, and Frankie was only a year younger than me, and his hormones had him very curious about the difference between boys and girls… so much for me running naked to and from the bathroom again.

Eventually dad and Janice got married, and we all settled into life in the trailer park… it wasn’t exactly the Brady Bunch, but we were a family. Money was always tight, but dad and ‘mom’, as I was now calling Janice, did the best that they could. Actually things weren’t bad at all, until one night when my dad went to the bar with his buddies, got drunk, and with nearly three times the legal blood alcohol limit in his system, slammed his pickup truck into a tree… the police said he was killed instantly.

Now before you start feeling sorry for me… do me a favor and don’t. I mean I wish my parents were still alive, but my mother chose d**gs over me, and OD’d when I was two, and my dad’s own irresponsibility killed him just as I entered my difficult teen years, so it may sound cold, but I’m not real sympathetic. Like I said, I inherited some great things from my biological mom… but the most important thing my parents’ senseless and needless deaths taught me was my total disdain for d**gs and alcohol.

So that’s how a budding young woman ends up living with her stepmother and stepbrother in a rickety trailer that’s freezing in the winter and sweltering in the summer, no matter how high you set the heat or air conditioning… sounds just like ‘Cinderella’ right? But I do have to give Janice credit, even though we aren’t biologically related, she didn’t try to pawn me off on anyone. Then again, dad’s small life insurance settlement went to her, so she had little choice. Either way, I stayed with her and Frankie.

We all got along pretty well, and as I said earlier, I was calling Janice ‘mom’, and I rarely referred to Frankie as my stepbrother… although most people in the trailer park knew we weren’t blood relatives. But as I got older, it was obvious that Frankie was starting to become Janice’s favorite. It was partly because he was kind of a sickly boy who she constantly babied, but I also knew it was because he was her actual son, while I was still only her stepdaughter, even though she claimed it never mattered.

The other thing that I started to resent was the fact that when Janice wanted to go out, I had to stay home and ‘keep an eye’ on her precious baby boy. At first I got it, I was a teenager and he wasn’t quite yet, so the responsibility was kind flattering. But when Frankie reached his teenage years, mom still didn’t want him staying home by himself when she had a date, so she expected me to ‘babysit’ him, and it pissed both Frankie and me off… especially since mom never had a shortage of dates.

Janice is a raven haired beauty with deep green eyes, long legs, and a curvy body that she loves to flaunt in short skirts, plunging necklines and high heels. I mean she is hot, and I feel comfortable saying that because I’ve always admired the female body (yes, I like girls too), and because she’s not my biological mom… not that it matters. Besides, Janice doesn’t have to be told how hot she is… she knows it, and she knows how to use her looks to her advantage, and that is a lesson I would soon learn from her.

Now I know what you’re thinking: ‘If she’s so good at using her hotness to get what she wants, then how did she wind up in a singlewide trailer with her son and stepdaughter? Well what Janice, I mean ‘mom’ has in looks, she lacks in motivation. She’s just never cared about doing anything to better herself. As long as there’s food on the table, a roof over our heads, and a little money left to party… and it’s taken minimal effort to make it happen, she’s good. It’s not that she’s lazy, she’s just happy being contented.

She could have easily been one of those trophy wives who married some old rich guy for his money, but Janice is also a narcissist who loves a lot of men paying attention to her. To this day I’m not sure why she married my dad, because she’s not the monogamous type. When she goes to the bar, she only takes enough money to buy her first drink because she knows she won’t have to buy a second… there are always a lot of guys willing to pick up the tab in the hopes of getting her in the sack, and many do.

That’s another thing that seems to run in our fractured family… a crazy strong sex drive. From what I’ve heard, my biological mom had it, Janice has it, and so do me and my stepbrother… and I know he does because his bedroom and my bedroom shared a common wall that is tissue paper thin, so I would hear him jerking off almost every night… and I’m a constantly horny serial masturbator myself.

Now when I say I have a strong sex drive, it doesn’t mean I’m a slut… far from it. I didn’t even start masturbating until I was in my teens, and even though it seems like there is a constant fire burning in my crotch, I’ve only had sex with eight different people. That’s not a super high number for someone who is in her mid-twenties, especially when you consider that total includes men and women.

Oh, did you forget I’m bisexual? Well I am, and I actually licked my first pussy before I ever touched my first erect penis. But my constant horniness has been there for as long as I can remember, and masturbation became my hobby the moment my best friend Stacy showed me how it was done.

Stacy Butler and I met at a local gymnastics academy, and we immediately became ‘besties’ because all the other girls were from affluent families and we weren’t. Our moms weren’t dropping us off in their BMW’s and Benz’s, so they all looked down on us. Stacy’s mom and stepdad actually had a house, but it wasn’t much bigger than our single wide… so we were both ‘trailer trash’ in the other girl’s eyes.

Our teammates also resented me and Stacy because we were the best gymnasts on the team by far, so we attended the academy for free. Youth gymnastics is very competitive, and trophies attract parents with money, so occasionally academies will offer ‘scholarships’ to outstanding gymnasts who can’t afford to attend, and that’s how Stacy and I wound up there… because we won lots of trophies.

As a result of us being shunned by the rich little cunts, Stacy and I became almost inseparable. Another irony about our friendship was that while I could pass for Jennette McCurdy’s clone, Stacy looked a little like Miranda Cosgrove, who played the lead character in the same ‘iCarly’ series. Now Stacy isn’t Cosgrove’s twin, but she does have that same exotic appearance, with long black hair, full lips and high cheekbones, so it wasn’t long before the little bitches were referring to us ‘Sam and Carly’.

On the days we didn’t have gymnastics practice, and I didn’t have to play guardian to Frankie, we would hang out at Stacy’s. We would go to her place because thanks to her stepdad being an assistant manager at an electronics store, she always had the latest electronic gadgets. I envied her because even though her family didn’t have much more money than us, she had a laptop, a home computer, and the newest smart phone, while all I had was an old ‘flip phone’ that was to be used only in emergency.

Then one fateful Friday, Janice wasn’t feeling well and decided she wasn’t going out and stick me with Frankie, so Stacy invited me to a sleepover. We had been friends for quite a while, but this was our first ever ‘slumber party’. We had pizza, trashed the academy bitches, and talked about boys. It was all pretty typical, until Stacy broke out her laptop.

“Wow, you’re so lucky,” I said as she powered up her computer and logged in with her password.

“Yeah, Bill gets me just about anything I want,” she replied, never taking her eyes from the screen as she typed away.

Stacy’s stepdad Bill was a pretty nice guy, but it seemed like he enjoyed watching us working on our gymnastics routines a little too much, especially as our bodies blossomed. We usually wore short shorts and sports bras when we practiced, and he began ‘helping’ us… holding us when we would do handstands, or spotting us when we did our tumbling routines. It also seemed like he always found reasons to cup our asses, touch our crotches, or grab our tits… although Stacy never seemed to mind.

But I’m getting off topic… let’s go back to our slumber party, when we were sitting on Stacy’s bed, wearing only tee shirts and panties as she fired up her laptop. Once she was logged on, she got up and locked her bedroom door, and then when she climbed back onto the bed she whispered, “Wait til you see this.”

She turned the laptop towards me, and what I saw made me gasp. It was an adult site, and the opening page was a picture of a beautiful woman on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind by a guy with a huge dick! I mean I had seen pictures of guys’ dicks before, but this one was enormous. Then she clicked on the picture and a video started. She had plugged in a pair of headphones, and we leaned together and each put an earpiece in as we watched ‘Mr. Big Dick’ fuck his very willing partner.

I immediately felt a warmth and wetness rush to my groin as I watched the guy’s huge schlong pounding in and out of the woman’s pussy. I could see her swollen cunt lips gripping at his cock as he withdrew it, and the she cried out as he thrust it back into her until his hips slapped against her fleshy as cheeks. Every time he pulled out I could see his dick shining with her juices, and then I could hear a squishing sound as he plunged back into her.

My virgin pussy quivered as I watched the girl getting fucked and imagined what it felt like. It wasn’t the first time I felt an ache in my ‘cunny’ as we playfully called our vaginas, but at this point I never even masturbated to completion. I mean I knew what masturbation was, and I had rubbed my wet little slit a lot of times when I got aroused, but I always stopped when the feeling got too intense for fear I was going to pee myself, so instead I would just squeeze my thighs together until the feeling subsided.

This time though, no amount of squeezing my legs together was helping, but as luck would have it, Stacy was about to show me a new obsession. As she watched the movie she slipped her right hand down the front of her tiny panties, and started moving it in a circular motion. When she saw me looking at her she said, “I’m sorry Lex but this really makes me horny… you don’t care if I rub myself off, do you?”

“Ummm… no, I don’t care,” I said, trying to act as nonchalant as possible.

Then as Stacy’s hand continued to move inside her panties, she said, “Do you want to join me?”

My face flushed with embarrassment as I said, “I’ve never done it before.”

“You mean you’ve never gotten yourself off?” She asked as she lifted herself to her knees and pushed her panties down before kicking them aside.

“Not really,” I answered sheepishly as I watched Stacy sit back and spread her legs. We both kept our young pussies shaved so no hair peeked out from underneath the high-cut gymnastics leotard’s we wore, and I could clearly see Stacy’s nether lips swollen and shining with moisture like the woman’s in the video, and the sight made my own young cunt twitch.

As I watched closely, Stacy ran her middle finger up and down her wet slit, collecting some of the fluid leaking from the opening on her fingertip, and then as she began rubbing her slippery finger on the little nub at the top of her opening she said, “I saw a video of a woman fingering her cunny when I first got my laptop, so I just followed what she did, and I had my first orgasm… it was the best thing I ever felt.”

It was obvious that Stacy was enjoying herself, so I decided right it was time to really give masturbation a try, and I quickly shucked my panties and began mimicking what she was doing. I rubbed my finger up and down my own puffy labia, coating my fingertips with the slick juices seeping from my drooling cleft, and then I began rubbing the hard little button at the top of my slit, and as I did, the sensation caused my whole body to shudder.

Stacy and I were still leaning against each so we could share the headphones when the next scene started. Now the girl was sucking the guy’s huge cock, and as we watched, we both began rubbing our pussies even faster. The pressure deep in my groin was getting incredibly intense, and I almost stopped again for fear I was going to piss all over Stacy’s bed, but this time I decided to push through my fear… and just as the guy began shooting his load all over the girl’s beautiful face, I came.

“OHHHHHH,” I cried out as an orgasmic earthquake ripped through me. The muscles deep in my virgin pussy began contracting like mad as I came for the first time. I had never experienced anything like it, and I began howling like a wild a****l. Pangs of pleasure were exploding inside of me, and I didn’t even realize how loud I was being until Stacy’s lips were suddenly pressed against mine, muffling my screams.

I was still growling deep in my throat as Stacy kissed me, and then suddenly I could feel a new vibration against my lips as her climax triggered her own silent scream. We were both still rubbing our hard little clits and moaning into each other’s mouths as we experienced simultaneous orgasms. Then without even thinking, I pushed my tongue between Stacy’s lips, and she eagerly accepted the invading object.

As we French kissed each other, our orgasms finally began to subside. Then with one last groan, Stacy fell back onto the mattress next to me. We were both still trying to catch our breaths when there was a knock on the door, and Stacy’s mom said, “Are you guys okay… I thought I heard a scream.”

A quick thinking Stacy said, “Sorry mom, we’re fine, Lexi just spilled a soda on herself.”

“Okay,” her mom replied, buying the lie.

We had both finally caught our breaths, and then Stacy said, “So what did you think of your first cum?”

“Oh my God,” was all I could manage to say as my cunt experienced a series of post-orgasmic throbs.

Then she said, “I’m sorry I kissed you, but it was the only way I could think of to keep you quiet.”

I stared at the ceiling, afraid to make eye contact with her as I whispered, “It’s okay… I kind of liked it.”

“Well since we’re being all honest, I liked it too… you’re a really good kisser,” Stacy replied softly.

At that point, any embarrassment I felt disappeared, and I rolled towards my best friend and lifted myself to until my face was hovering over hers, and then I said, “Can we get ourselves off again?”

Stacy just smiled, and as her beautiful brown eyes stared into mine, she said, “We can do it as many times as you want.”

For the next couple of hours we watched porn and played with ourselves like two horny monkeys. That night we only watched straight porn, but we did make out some more, convincing ourselves that we were only practicing for kissing boys. Then at about 2:00 am we both experienced our final orgasms and then fell asleep. I’m not sure how many times I came that night, but I was hooked on masturbation.

For the next couple of weeks, I played with my pussy at least once day… unfortunately I didn’t have a laptop, so I was left to my own imagination, and after two weeks I was running out of fantasies. Then Janice told me she wasn’t going out that weekend so Stacy and I decided to have another sleepover at her house, and I was definitely looking forward to more internet porn.

I got to Stacy’s early on Saturday, and we spent most of the day in her small backyard working on our floor exercises. Our routines, like our bodies, were very different. While my face may be a dead ringer for Jennette McCurdy, my body is more like Olympian Shawn Johnson’s… short and powerful, with muscular thighs, a thick frame, and an ass filled with what little body fat I have, so my floor routine was filled with bursts of speed and explosive flips and jumps.

Stacy’s routine, on the other hand, was graceful and elegant. She looked like a gazelle as she ran, and her body bent like a crescent moon as she performed flawless back flips and executed perfect landings. We were both wearing our usual tight shorts and sports bras, and suddenly I realized I wasn’t just watching her routine, I was also noticing the shape of her long legs, the tightness of her flat tummy, the swell of her young breasts, and the roundness of her amazing ass… and I was getting turned on.

I had never really looked at a girl that way, so I was surprised when my virgin cunt started pulsing. I mean I knew I wasn’t a lesbian… I had a huge crush on a boy named Ethan at school, and I loved videos of big cocks pounding tight pussies, but as I watched Stacy arching her back and extending her hands, drawing even more attention to her tits and ass, I couldn’t deny the feeling between my legs.

For the next few hours we practiced our routines, trashed the other girls at the academy, and talked about what it would be like to fuck a guy for the first time. Then Stacy’s stepdad got home from work with a couple of pizzas, and we took a break and devoured a whole pie in about ten minutes.

After resting, we went back outside to practice some more, and of course Stacy’s stepfather joined us. It wasn’t long before he was ‘helping’ us with our routines. “Now make sure you keep your back arched,” he would say to Stacy, and I could see his hand squeezing her ass cheek. Then he stood behind me and said, “You have to keep your shoulders back Lexi,” as his hands slid under my arms and cradled the bottom of my breasts, which had really grown in the last year. Then he pulled me back, and I swear I could feel his hard dick pressing into my plump ass as he held my arms out wide.

It stared to get dark, so we headed inside. Stacy and I had both gotten pretty sweaty, so we decided to shower. I went first, and as I stood under the warm water and soaped my body, I thought about how amazing my friend had looked and how her stepfather had touched me, and before I knew it I was kneading my breasts. As I said, they had really grown the previous year, so they easily filled my hands. Then I soaped my round ass, which was also beginning to draw a lot of attention from boys. My body may have been short and muscular, but it was still feminine enough to make boys… and men drool.

My tight little cunny was starting tingle, but I fought off the urge to engage in my new favorite pastime and rub myself off because I knew Stacy and I were probably going to be looking at porn and masturbating together soon, so I exited the shower and dried off. After I was dry, I wrapped a towel around myself, picked up my clothes and exited the bathroom, and as I did I was met by Stacy’s stepdad.

“Oh hi Lexi, I didn’t know you were in there,” Bill said, and I knew he was lying through his teeth. The towel I was wearing barely covered me from just above my breasts to just below my ass, and as his eyes scanned up and down, he said, “You really did a great job with your routine today.”

“Thanks Mr. Watson,” I said, and then I stoked his ego a bit when I added, “And thanks for helping us.”

“It was my pleasure,” he said as his eyes continued to travel up and down my towel covered body, and as my own eyes traveled down, I could see an unmistakable bulge forming in his khakis.

Knowing I was giving him an erection excited me even more, so after saying goodnight, I decided to really drive him crazy. As I walked to Stacy’s room I purposely put some extra sway to my hips, causing my towel to ride up. When I was sure the bottom of my butt cheeks were peeking out, I looked back over my shoulder, and I could see Bill’s eyes locked on my chubby behind.

Purposely flashing Stacy’s stepdad had my pussy throbbing, and for a second time I thought about giving myself a quick cum, but I resisted the urge again since I knew Stacy would be out of the shower soon. Instead I just slipped on my tee shirt, but this time I didn’t even bother putting on panties because I knew I’d just be taking them off, and I figured there was no sense in getting a clean pair dirty.

After a few minutes, Stacy entered her room wrapped in a towel. Then she locked her door and finished drying herself. Once again I admired her athletic body, and pangs of desire went off in my groin as she bent over to dry her legs, giving me a perfect view of her amazing ass and dark pink cunt lips. Then she threw the towel aside and climbed naked onto the bed.

“Aren’t you going to put anything on,” I asked as she opened her laptop and logged on.

“Why, we’re going to be naked in a few minutes anyway,” she answered very matter-of-factly as she entered the porn site we had been watching a few weeks earlier.

I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside, and now we were both naked as she booted up her laptop. Then as we leaned against each other to share the headphones like we had done the night she taught me to masturbate, Stacy pulled up the first video.

Before long we were both stroking our virgin pussies as video after video of girls and guys fucking in every position imaginable played. We both moaned softly as our first orgasms started to build. My clit felt like a little beach pebble as I stroked it with my wet fingertip. Then I secretly pulled my eyes away from the screen for moment to sneak a peek at Stacy slowly caressing her swollen cunt lips.

We were both getting close to cumming, and that was when a scene with two women filled the screen. We had never watched any girl/girl porn, and the knot deep in my gut tightened as we watched a beautiful blonde sucking the nipples of an equally beautiful brunette, and then the blonde moved between the brunette’s wide-spread legs, lowered her face and began licking her steaming cunt.

“Oh FUUUUCK,” the brunette groaned loudly as the blonde began eating her pussy. Then camera angle changed, and you could actually see the blonde’s tongue licking up and down her friend’s dripping slit, before she began lashing at her hard clit with the tip.

Stacy and I were both silent as we watched the video, but we had both begun rubbing our pussies faster as the lesbian sex scene intensified. Then suddenly Stacy moaned, “I’d really like to try that.”

As soon as the words left her luscious full lips, she froze, and I could tell she was worried she had freaked me out, but I eased her fears when I smiled and said, “So which one do you want to be first?”

The look of fear on her face was quickly replaced by one of relief and excitement, and then she smiled and said, “Well since you’re my guest, I think I should lick your cunny first.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said as I turned towards my best friend and pressed my mouth against hers. Just two weeks earlier we had shared our first kisses, acting like we were just practicing for boys, but now we were in full make out mode. Her plump red lips felt incredibly soft against mine, and as my tongue slipped between them, it tangled with hers in a lover’s joust.

Before long our legs were entangled and our bodies were pressed together as we kissed. My pussy was on fire, and I could tell my best friend was experiencing the same feeling as we ground our pelvises together. Then suddenly she broke our kiss and went to make sure her door was locked.

When she was sure nobody could barge in on us, she crawled onto the bed and pushed me back, pressing her mouth to mine and we kissed deeply again. Both of us were breathing heavy now as our hands began to explore each other. I gently caressed one of Stacy’s firm young breasts before flicking her hard nipple with my thumb, causing a low groan to form deep in her chest.

Stacy’s hands had also found my tits, and I moaned softly as she played with the firm round orbs. We were kissing passionately, and then suddenly her lips left mine and she began kissing my neck. My cunt felt like it was starting to melt into a pool of its own juices as she kissed my breasts, and then my hands gripped her silky black hair and held her in place as her lips circled one of my nipples.

I let out a groan as Stacy licked and sucked one hard nipple, and then the other, and then she lifted her face from my breasts for a moment and put her index finger to her lips, letting me know I was getting a little too loud. Then she started kissing her way down over my tummy just as the girl in the video had done, causing my firm abs to clench as she moved lower.

My heart was beating so hard that it sounded like a bass drum was playing in my ears, and my breathing was becoming shallow as she spread my muscular thighs and positioned herself between them. I could actually feel her warm breath bathing my smooth pubic mound as her mouth hovered right over my aching cunt. Her face never looked more beautiful as she smiled up at me, and then her tongue snaked out of her mouth and wetted her lips before she leaned forward and made first contact.

“OOOOHHH,” I groaned as she kissed my cunny as if it was another mouth. Then my body went rigid as she starting stroking her tongue up and down my leaking slit. I had never felt anything as amazing as what my best friend was doing to me… and it was just the beginning.

Stacy put her hands behind my knees and then pushed them outward, spreading my thighs as wide as she could, which thanks to my gymnastics training was very wide. Then she pushed her tongue as deep into my virgin pussy as she could. I could feel the muscles deep in my vagina and rectum already starting to tighten as Stacy tongue fucked me, and then she unleashed a full assault on my clit.

I quickly put my hand over my mouth to try and silence myself as she began licking my pleasure pea. Her tongue was circling the hard little organ like an airplane propeller, and it didn’t take long before I felt the beginnings of the most intense orgasm of my young sex life starting to surge. My fingers and toes were actually starting to tingle as Stacy tormented my clit, and then just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, her hands came up and pinched my nipples… and I came.

I quickly grabbed a pillow and pressed it to my face, trying to muffle my screams as my pussy and asshole descended into a series of violent, uncontrollable contractions. My muscular thighs clamped around Stacy’s head as a tsunami of orgasmic waves started from deep in my groin and exploded outward. My ass cheeks clenched as I thrust my twitching pussy up against her mouth, and I could only hope the pillow was acting as a silencer, because at that point I had completely lost control.

Stacy kept her lips sealed around my clit as her tongue continued to strum the sensitive button. This may have been the first time she had ever eaten pussy, but as far as I was concerned, she was the best in the world. Finally the hard contractions deep in my groin started to ease, and my thighs released their death grip on my friend’s head. Then as Stacy sensed my orgasm was waning, she instinctively eased the pressure her tongue was putting on my sensitive clitoris, and then my body went limp.

My chest was heaving up and down as I tried to get my breathing to return to normal. Then I looked down between my thighs to see Stacy’s pretty face looking back at me. She was obviously proud of her performance, and the satisfied smile on her face proved it. The amount of syrupy pussy nectar clinging to her lips and chin provided even more evidence that she had made me cum… hard.

Stacy finally pulled herself from between my legs and climbed up to lay next to me. Her long black hair fell around her face as it hovered over mine, and then she leaned forward and kissed me. I could still taste my own juices on her lips as we kissed, and I had to admit I liked it. In fact, the taste made me want more, so as we continued to kiss, I rolled her until my body was on top of hers.

I finally pulled my lips from hers and whispered, “Oh my God Stace… that was amazing.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” she said with a smile, and then giggled and said, “Although I thought those thighs of yours were going to pop my head like a zit!”

Our gymnastics coach had once joked that I could probably crack walnuts between my powerful thighs, so I sheepishly said, “I’m sorry… you just made me cum so hard I didn’t even realize what I was doing.”

Stacy laughed and said, “It’s okay Lex, I’m glad I made you cum,” then she asked, “So is it my turn now?”

“Absolutely girl,” I said with a sly grin, and then I nuzzled my lips into her neck.

“Mmmmm,” she groaned as I kissed and licked the spot just below her ear, before moving down to her collarbone. Even though I had just cum, my pussy was already starting to reheat as I kissed my way down to the swell of her breasts. Her skin felt silky soft on my lips as I moved lower, and then her whole body shivered as I sucked one of her hard nipples into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue.

The little nub hardened like a pencil eraser as I teased it. Stacy mewled like a kitten, trying not to cry out loud as I tormented one rubbery nipple, and then other. My best friend wrapped her arms around my neck and held me to her breast as I sucked and nipped and her pleasure points, and after paying equal attention to both tits, I continued my journey southward.

Her stomach muscles rippled as I lick my way over her tummy, using the tip of my tongue to tease her belly button, and then I shifted my body between her long legs and trailed my tongue over her freshly shaved pubic mound. The skin felt so smooth under my tongue, and I could tell the sensations were driving Stacy crazy as I moved closer and closer to my destination.

I lifted Stacy’s legs until the backs of her thighs were resting on my shoulders, and my face was only inches from her dripping pussy. Her swollen outer lips had turned a deeper color, but as they started to open like the petals of a flower, they revealed the most vivid shade of pink I had ever seen. I inhaled deeply, and the musky scent wafting from Stacy’s cunt made my own virgin pussy quiver again, and then I focused on my final target, her tiny clitoris, just starting to peek out from under its protective hood.

My mouth watered as I prepared to perform oral sex on someone for the first time, and even though I had always imagined it would be a boy, I couldn’t wait to lick my best friend’s soft, wet cunny. Then as I looked up into her eyes one more time, I leaned forward and took my first taste of a woman.

“Oh my Gawwwwd,” Stacy groaned as I dragged my tongue from the bottom of her wet slit to the top. The amount of thick juice that collected on the tip was so copious that I had to swallow it, and I was surprised at just how good her pussy tasted. The flavor was subtle and earthy, like unrefined honey, and the texture was like melted butter. The whole experience was so enticing and arousing that even though I had just cum, my own cunt was leaking again.

I had never imagined being with another girl, even though sexual experimentation with a friend of the same sex is pretty common. I had heard that a lot of boys started their sexual lives in ‘circle jerks’ while looking at porn pilfered from their fathers, and a lot of ‘slumber parties’ resulted in the first sexual experience for girlfriends, just as it was for Stacy and me, but the moment I licked my best friend’s pussy I realized this was more than just a phase or experimentation… I was definitely bisexual.

Accepting my destiny, I now concentrated on giving Stacy as much pleasure as she had given me. I felt her body thrash as my tongue probed deep inside her flooded quim. Then soft whimpers escaped her throat as I licked the swollen lips that guarded her opening. My tongue hadn’t even made contact with the tiny nerve-filled marble at the top of her slit yet, but even with my lack of experience, I could tell she was already on the verge of orgasm.

Knowing what was about to happen, I reached out from under her leg and grabbed a pillow, and then I placed it on her chest. Instinctively she knew what to do, and just as she laid it across her face, I introduced my tongue to Stacy’s clitoris.

“MMMMPPPPFFFFHHHH,” she grunted into the pillow as I used the tip of my tongue to tease and torment her most sensitive pleasure organ. I rotated around her clit in a painfully slow and deliberate manner… determined to delay her climax as long as possible, while torturing her with the anticipation of what lay just out of reach.

Her body was jerking and quivering as I changed the speed and pressure of my oral assault. Again and again it felt like I had her teetering on orgasm’s ledge. Then as my hands slid up to her breasts and began playing with her nipples, I fluttered my tongue against her clit as fast as I could, and all the energy in her body released with one titanic surge as she came.

“AAAAGGGGHHHH,” Stacy screamed, pressing the pillow to her face to muffle the sound as much as she could as her teenage pussy quaked. I could feel the muscles surrounding her opening twitching on my lips and chin as I surrounded her clit with my tongue, swirling it clockwise, and then counterclockwise.

Stacy’s thighs held my head in place as I tongued her slit, and the rush of syrupy juices flowing from deep inside her tight cunt covered the lower half of my face. Then she pulled the pillow from her face and moaned, “No more,” as she used her legs to disengage my tongue from her over-stimulated clit.

My hands continued to gently knead her firm young breasts as she recovered from her orgasmic swoon, and then as she looked into my eyes she said, “Holy shit Lex, that was… holy shit!”

“I know… right,” I agreed with my best friend, and then I said, “Stacy, you know I’m not like, a full on lesbian, right… I mean I really liked what we just did, but I still want to fuck a boy.”

“Me too… but we can still do this again, right,” she asked.

“I was hoping you’d say that… I definitely want to do it again,” I replied, both relieved by her response and excited at the prospect of us licking each other’s pussies again… and to seal the deal, I leaned my face forward and planted a gentle kiss right on her dew covered cunt lips.

That night we watched every video we could access… girl/boy, girl/girl and even boy/boy. We even watched videos where the participants were from different age groups, and that seemed to intrigue both of us… especially Stacy, who took a particular interest in a role-play video of a young girl and her ‘stepdad’, and this made me wonder just how close her and her stepfather were.

For the next few hours we masturbated, went down on each other, and finished in a sixty-nine position, licking each other’s pussies until we came together. I had finally learned how much pleasure sex could give you, and it wouldn’t be long before I would learn that it could also give you power.

As the year passed I really started to evolve, physically and socially. My body got firmer, and I lost most of the ‘baby fat’ I had retained, although my ass kept its plumpness. In addition, our high school added a gymnastics team, so Stacy and I quit the snooty academy. Despite being sophomores, we quickly became two of the best gymnasts on the team, and we suddenly found ourselves being popular.

During that off-season, we still practiced our routines at Stacy’s house, and of course, her stepfather would ‘help’ us. We also continued to have sleepovers, but they were becoming fewer since we had both found boyfriends. Still, thanks to our ‘slumber parties’, we helped keep each other sexually satisfied and managed to technically remain ‘virgins’ longer than most other girls in the trailer park, many of whom had their cherries popped soon after they added the word ‘teen’ to their age.

Things at home were about the same… we still lived in the trailer, Janice still liked to hook up with a variety of guys, and because of his health issues, I was still expected to keep an eye on Frankie when she went out, even though he was a plenty old enough by now. I did feel bad for Janice though because while none of Frankie’s health problems were life threatening, he required a lot of medications, and even with her health insurance, I figured it was costing her any extra money she had.

Then one day Frankie came down with a virus that made him so sick he was bedridden. Once again he was prescribed a bevy of medications to combat the virus, which added to Janice’s expenses, and to make matters worse, she had to call off from work a couple of days, so money was getting even tighter.

I also felt bad for what my stepbrother was going through, but there was a plus side for me… even though the doctors had assured Janice that Frankie wasn’t contagious, she refused to let me get near him for fear she I would get sick too, so I wasn’t expected to take care of him.

On the third day of Frankie’s illness, I got home from practice and found mom’s friend Gayle there. I got worried at first because I knew Gayle was a nurse, but mom assured me that she was only there to sit with Frankie while she and I went to pick up his prescriptions. I was tired after practice and didn’t want to go anywhere, but even though Gayle tried to reassure mom that Frankie wasn’t contagious, she was so paranoid that she said she wasn’t taking a chance of me getting sick, so I finally agreed to go.

Janice and I got into her old car and began driving to the pharmacy. We approached the nearby CVS, but I was surprised when we drove right past it. I found that kind of odd, so I asked, “Why didn’t we stop to get Frankie’s prescription?”

“Because it’s at McCann’s Pharmacy,” she answered very abruptly.

McCann’s was one of the old independently owned pharmacies, and one of he few that was still around, but it was also halfway across town, so I asked, “Why would we have to go to McCann’s when there are two CVS’s between here and there?”

“Because that’s where the doctor called in the prescriptions,” Janice replied even more sharply.

I was under the impression that you could choose the pharmacy to use for your prescriptions, but Janice seemed to be getting annoyed with my questions, so I decided to just shut up and turn on the radio.

When we got to McCann’s, I was surprised when we pulled into the alley behind the building instead of parking in front, but when I asked Janice why she was parking there she huffed and said, “Because it’s too hard to find street parking around front.”

Now I could really tell my questions were pissing Janice off, so I just said, “Okay mom,” and then I said, “Can you grab me a soda while you’re in there?”

“Sure… and I’m sorry I snapped at you Lex,” she said, and then she asked, “What kind of soda do you want?”

“A Coke would be fine… thanks mom,” I answered, knowing she ate it up when I called her mom.

“Now keep the doors locked until I come out,” she said as she exited the car, and then I was surprised when she went to the loading dock and rang the bell instead of going around to the front door. In a few seconds the door opened, and I could see a tall thin man with a receding hairline and wearing a white pharmacist smock open the door. He never looked my way as he let Janice in and closed the door.

I waited about five or ten minutes, and then it donned on me that our coach had told us to avoid sugary sodas, so I decided to call mom and tell her to get me a water instead… but then I realized I had left my ratty flip phone in my backpack at home, so I decided to go in and catch her before she checked out.

I got out of the car and went to the back door, and I saw a sign that said the store closed at 6:00 pm, which was kind of odd because it was well after six when we got there, but I figured the pharmacist must have done Janice a favor by staying open so she could get Frankie’s meds. Then just as I was about to ring the bell I leaned on the door handle, and it popped opened.

I slowly pulled the heavy metal door open and stepped inside. It was dimly lit, and I could see it was a storage area. Stacks of dry goods, paper products other non-perishables were pushed against the walls, and I could see a brighter light coming from a hallway. Then just as I was about to call out Janice’s name, I heard a male voice say, “Show me those beautiful tits baby,”

My feet froze as the words echoed in my ears. I probably should have turned and left, but I was intrigued by what I had heard, and when I heard a female voice say, “You love looking at my tits while I suck your cock, don’t you,” and I realized the voice belonged to Janice, I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.

As my mind processed what Janice had said, a hard twinge surged though my groin. Once again I thought the right thing to do was to leave, but my aching pussy convinced me otherwise. I was still wearing my gym shoes, so my feet made no sound as I crept along the bare concrete floor towards the place from where the light was streaming, and the words had come.

There were two stacks of boxes, and as I crept behind them and peeked through a small gap, I could see the tall, balding pharmacist leaning back against a desk. Then as I moved my head slightly to the left, I could see Janice standing in front of him. My timing was perfect, because just as my stepmom came into view, she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside, leaving her in her white lace bra. Then she reached behind herself and unclasped it, releasing her gorgeous breasts.

“Ohhh yeah,” the pharmacist, who I would find out was Mr. McCann, groaned as Janice’s tits came into view… and I had to admit I agreed with him, they were amazing. I knew they were a 34 C from doing the laundry, and even though she was in her late 30’s now, they had very little sag. I could see her dark pink nipples were very erect, and as McCann reached up and filled his hands with her ample tit flesh, she pushed his smock open and began undoing his belt.

My pussy was melting fast as McCann dipped his head and sucked one of Janice’s nipples into his mouth. She let out a groan as she opened his belt and undid his pants. Then as she pushed his pants and underwear down, I almost cried out as his cock sprang into view.

McCann’s erection was as long and thick as any of the cocks I had seen in the porn videos. Janice wrapped her hand around the shaft, and it was so big there was still plenty of his stiff organ left uncovered. As she began stroking the shaft back and forth, McCann groaned, and then I watched in amazement as Janice knelt down in front of him and slowly sucked his rigid snake into her mouth.

“Oh fuck woman, I wish my wife sucked cock like you,” McCann groaned as mom began slurping on his joystick. I could see her big tits wobble as her mouth moved back and forth on his shaft. Then as she took as much of his huge prick in her mouth as she could, she reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist. I could see she wasn’t wearing panties, and then she let out a groan as her hand disappeared between her legs and found her pussy.

I couldn’t believe I was watching my gorgeous stepmom masturbating as she sucked McCann’s cock. I mean I knew she masturbated because I found her vibrator while snooping around one day, and a few times I got up in the middle of the night to get something to drink and heard the buzzing and soft moaning coming through her hollow bedroom door as she used her toy to get herself off… but now I was watching her rub her pussy as she sucked a huge dick, and the sight had my cunt flooding.

I could hear Mr. McCann moaning as mom’s mouth slid back and forth on his massive tool. She looked just like one of the women in the porn videos as she sucked him, and then I heard him say, “C’mon baby… let me stick my cock in that beautiful pussy of yours.”

Janice let him slip from between her lips and said, “No time today… I hate a quick fuck, and my daughter is waiting out in the car.”

“Well if she looks anything like you, why don’t you bring her in and maybe we can sweeten our deal,” he said with a lecherous laugh.

I wondered what he meant by their ‘deal’, but I didn’t have much time to ponder because she said, “First, she’s my stepdaughter so she doesn’t look like me, second, she’s way too young for you, and third, I don’t want her anywhere near you,” and then she started sucking his cock again.

“Well if you won’t let me fuck you, then maybe I should just cancel our deal,” old man McCann said in an arrogant tone.

But mom wasn’t having it, and as she released his rampant prick from her mouth and pulled herself to her feet she snapped, “Well then maybe I should just stop right here, and you can go home and try to get that frigid wife of yours to finish what I started.”

“No wait… please don’t stop, I’m sorry,” McCann begged, suddenly changing his pompous tone.

I loved it. Janice was in total control, and McCann knew it. My cunt creamed as I watched her exercise her power over him, and as she hiked up her skirt up around her waist and knelt back in front of him again, she said, “Now hurry up and cum, I don’t want to leave my daughter out there too long.”

McCann groaned as mom started sucking his cock with even greater earnest, and as one hand began jerking the exposed part of his hard shaft, the other disappeared back between her legs as she started fingering her pussy again.

“Oh God baby, keep doing that and your going to make me cum,” McCann croaked, and then he said, “And remember, you promised to let me cum in your mouth.”

“Did you get everything I ordered,” Janice asked, temporarily abandoning his huge prick.

“Yes, and I threw in a few extra things,” McCann replied.

“Well then you may cum in my mouth,” mom said seductively, and I suddenly realized that this was how she had been paying for Frankie’s prescriptions, but as I watched her rubbing her pussy as she sucked his impressive cock, I could tell she was every bit as aroused as he was.

My own pussy was on fire as I watched what was happening. More than anything I wanted to shuck the tight shorts I was wearing and play with my own clit just as Janice was, but I couldn’t take the chance, so instead I just pressed my fingers into my crotch, trying to relieve the quivering in my groin.

Mom’s hand and mouth increased their tempo on McCann’s shaft as her own moaning got louder, and by now I had watched enough porn videos with Stacy to know they were both about to cum. I could actually feel the crotch of my shorts getting wet as I forced my fingers against my denim covered clit, and then I heard McCann groan, “Oh fuck baby… don’t stop… don’t stop.”

This was it… mom was groaning in her throat as her own orgasm approached, and it felt like I had a nest of bumble bees buzzing inside my own cunt as I pressed my fingers against my inflamed clit, and then old man McCann screamed, “Here it comes baby… take it… ARRRGGGHHHHH!!!”

I heard Janice sputter for a moment as McCann cried out, and I knew he was blasting his jizz down her gullet. “That’s it… swallow it… swallow it,” he groaned as his huge hands held her head in place while he pumped her mouth full of his sauce. Janice moaned around his shaft as she continued rubbing her own cunt, and I could actually see her throat muscles contracting as she gulped down his load.

McCann was still growling like a wounded dog as Janice swallowed over and over, and once she had emptied his balls, she leaned her head back and hollered, “Oh fuck… I’m cummiiiiiiiing!!!”

Janice’s body lurched and her howls of pleasure echoed off of the bare walls as her fingers manipulated her pussy through a powerful climax. Her other hand continued stroking McCann’s cock as she came, and I could see the last of his sperm drooling from the tip. As her orgasm waned, she took his dick back between her lips and sucked out the final dregs of his discharge, and then she swallowed one last time.

My own cunt was ablaze, and I was so close to cumming, but mom and McCann were pulling themselves together, so I knew it was time for me to make a quick exit. As I took one last look at the two of them, I saw McCann handing her two large bags, and Janice said, “So you’re sure everything is in here?”

“Yes, and like I said, I included a few extra things,” Mr. McCann replied.

“That’s a good boy,” Mom said with a wicked smirk on her face.

“It’s totally worth it,” McCann said, and then he added, “And the next time you need something, maybe we can up the ante and you let me fuck that sweet pussy of yours.”

Mom looked at the two bags, and then at him and said, “With all due respect Mr. McCann, it’s going to take more than what is in these two bags for you to get into this pussy.”

Then to drive her point home, she pushed her hand up under her skirt, and when she pulled them out, I could see her fingers were shining with her juices. Then she held them to McCann’s face, and after he sucked them clean he said, “If your cunt feels as good as it tastes, you can have anything you want.”

For the first time, I actually wondered what Janice’s pussy tasted like myself, and the thought made my virgin cunt melt yet again, but I could tell they were done, so I quickly tiptoed out the back door, ran to the car and jumped in, locking the doors as Janice had instructed. My heart was still pounding and my face felt flushed as I contemplated the fact that I had just watched my stepmother give Mr. McCann a blowjob in exchange for Frankie’s prescriptions, and everything else that was in the two bags.

‘Did that make her some kind of a prostitute?’ I asked myself, and I quickly answered with an emphatic ‘no’. In my mind, she was just an extremely sexy woman who had used her talents and assets to take care of her family. She wasn’t sucking a stranger’s cock for the money, because it was obvious that she had enjoyed the experience as much as he did… in my mind, she had merely done something she would have done anyway, and got some nice parting gifts in return.

One thing did have me puzzled... why was I so incredibly turned on? Was it McCann’s huge cock? Was it Janice’s amazing tits? Was it the way she sucked him until he filled her mouth with his load? Was it watching her rub her pussy until she came? Or was it seeing the power she held over him that had reduced my cunt to a bubbling cauldron of my young juices? It was then I realized that what I had seen may have first caused my arousal, but it was the way she used sex to manipulate and control him that would stay with me forever.

As I sat pondering what had just happened, Janice came out carrying the two big bags. After putting them in the back she climbed into the driver’s seat and handed me my soda, saying, “Sorry you had to wait so long Lex, the pharmacist was still finishing Frankie’s prescriptions, so I did a little shopping.”

I almost laughed at her lie, but instead I just said, “No problem mom, I didn’t mind waiting.”

As I took a sip of my soda, she said, “Lexi, are you alright?”

“Yeah, why,” I asked, still trying to compose myself after what I had just seen.

“Because you’re breathing like you just ran a marathon, and your face is very flushed… oh my God, you’re not getting sick too, are you?” she asked in a panic as she pressed her hand to my forehead.

“I’m fine Janice,” I said sarcastically, “I just got a little warm sitting in the car waiting for you.”

“Okay,” she said, still sounding a little skeptical as she began driving back home.

Of course, I knew why I was so flushed and short of breath… watching her and McCann had left me horny as hell. I also noticed that I was suddenly looking at Janice differently. Her short skirt had ridden up, leaving her long legs on full display, and her magnificent tits were threatening to bust out of her top. It was then that I realized I was no longer looking at her as just my stepmom… watching her use beauty and sexuality to get what she wanted was making me want her!

Before long we were parking in front of our trailer. We unloaded the bags and took them inside, and found Gayle sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. She said Frankie was fine, and had been sleeping since we left. Janice offered her a glass of wine, but she said she had to get home, so they hugged their goodbyes and she left.

I helped Janice unload the bags, and was shocked at how much stuff there was. It was almost as if she had taken one of everything in the store, and when I realized that one ten minute blowjob had paid for everything, including Frankie’s prescriptions, I was both impressed and even more aroused.

After the bags were unloaded, Janice went to check on Frankie, and I quickly made my way to my room and closed the door. In a matter of seconds my shorts were off and I was on my back with my legs spread wide, my bright pink toenails pointed at the ceiling, and my fingers rubbing my inflamed cunny.

As my fingertip found my swollen clit, I closed my eyes and thought back to the sight of Janice’s full red lips wrapped around McCann’s hard cock. I remembered the slurping sounds she made as she sucked his prick, and I could still see the look of pure pleasure on his face as she gobbled his massive tool.

It didn’t take me long to bring myself to the brink of orgasm. My pussy was so wet that I had no problem keeping my tiny pleasure pea lubricated, and as I used my free hand to tickle my hard nipples, I remembered McCann crying out as he started pumping his load down Janice’s throat… and I came.

The walls of my cunt rippled in waves as I recalled McCann growling “swallow it… swallow it,” as he fed Janice his slimy ejaculate. Then my own climax intensified as I remembered the moment mom cried out as her own orgasm struck, and just as I reached my own pleasure peak, my door suddenly swung open.

“Lexi, can you read this, I…” Janice started to say, but when she looked up from the prescription bottle and realized I was masturbating, she slowly backed out of my room and closed the door as she stammered, “Oh Lexi, Im sorry I didn’t… I mean I should have… I didn’t mean to…”

At that moment I should have been mortified, but I was in the middle of cumming and couldn’t stop it, so I just kept stroking my throbbing clit, figuring that if I was going to die of embarrassment, an orgasm might as well be the last thing I remember. As the contractions in my pelvis finally eased, the reality that my stepmother had just caught me playing with my pussy started to set in.

Oddly enough, even in my post-orgasmic reflection, I wasn’t as embarrassed as I thought I would be… in fact, I found the thought of her catching me in mid-diddle to be kind of exciting. I was actually aroused by the fact that she had seen me at such a private moment, and considering that I had just watched her suck McCann’s cock while she fingered her own clit, what she had caught me doing was pretty tame.

After lying on my bed for a few minutes and gathering my thoughts, I figured it was time to tackle the awkward task of facing my stepmother. I put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and then walked into the kitchen, and that’s where I found Janice sitting at the table sipping a glass of wine.

“How’s Frankie,” I asked as I went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.

“He’s doing better, his fever is down,” she answered, never looking me in the eye.

“That’s good,” I said as I sat down at the table with her, determined to get this moment over with, and then I said, “Did you want me to look at something on his prescription?”

“Thanks, I was able to make it out,” Janice answered softly, her eyes still down, and then she finally looked at me and said, “Lexi I am so sorry, I shouldn’t have barged in on you like that… you’re a young lady who deserves her privacy.”

She was really being sweet, and it was obvious she was far more embarrassed with the situation than me, so I just said, “It’s really okay Janice, I know you didn’t mean to.”

“Well I really am sorry,” Janice repeated, and then she looked at me and said, “Although I think I’m more embarrassed than you.”

“Oh I’m embarrassed,” I said with a smile, and then I added, “But it’s not like I’m the only person in the world that masturbates.”

I could tell Janice was a little surprised by my candor, but to her credit she said, “Yeah, I guess we all have to relieve a little tension every now and then.”

Even though I already knew she did, the fact that Janice admitted that she masturbated made the awkwardness disappear, and I can honestly say I felt closer to her than I ever had… not in the mother/daughter sense, but as friends. I was still in high school, but I actually felt like she was treating me as an equal. And then she totally caught me off guard when she said, “You know Lex, I don’t thank you nearly enough for how much you help me with Frankie, I don’t know where we’d be without you.”

I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. It was probably the sweetest thing my stepmother had ever said to me. I wanted to say something, but I really couldn’t find the words, so instead I just hugged her. We held each other for a few moments, and as we parted, we were both wiping our eyes. Then I said, “Well I have to head over to Stacy’s to work on our new routines.”

“Okay Lex, have a good time, Frankie’s sleeping so I think I’m going to go lie down… I’m exhausted,” Janice replied.

I went into my room and loaded my workout clothes and a few other things into my backpack, and slipped out the back door. Then when I reached the end of the street I went to call Stacy to let her know I was on the way but I realized I had left my phone on the kitchen counter. As I walked back into the trailer, I saw Janice’s bedroom door was closed, so I tiptoed over and gently pressed my ear to the hollow barrier. As I listened through the thin plywood I could hear the telltale buzzing and her soft moans, and I knew she was using her vibrator.

My pussy quivered as I imagined my beautiful stepmother masturbating. Even though I had watched her get herself off while sucking McCann’s cock, it was a side view so I really couldn’t see her that well. Now I imagined her lying on her back, completely naked, with her long shapely legs spread wide… one hand playing with her amazing breasts while the other pressed the vibrator to her pink, wet pussy.

A new jolt of energy surged in my groin as I wondered if seeing me fingering my pussy was the reason Janice needed to masturbate, and if so, did that mean she was attracted to me too? On top of everything else, that thought was just one more thing to contribute to my seemingly constant arousal.

Even at my young age, it seemed like my sexual horizons were expanding fast, and there would be more profound events to occur in the coming year. One would be the loss of my virginity, and the other would be applying the lessons that Janice had inadvertently taught me at McCann’s on that fateful day, and for the first time I would use sex as an extremely pleasurable commodity to get what I want.

So let’s start with the loss of my virginity… how do I explain that? Look, I don’t want to dismiss it, or make light of it, but like most teenage girls’ first time, it wasn’t the earth-shattering, life changing event we always think it would be. It’s not that it lacked any significance, or that I won’t always remember it… I mean it’s something that only happens once in your life, but as a purely physical experience… meh.

It was with Ethan, the boy I mentioned earlier. As I said, he was my first crush and first real ‘boyfriend’, and I was convinced that I was very much in love with him. He had just gotten his driver’s license, and would borrow his dad’s car so we would go out, often double-dating with Stacy and her boyfriend Jake. We usually wound up driving somewhere to make out, with him and me in the front seat, and Stacy and Jake in the back. We dated for a quite a while before we actually ‘did it’. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to fuck him, but I held off until I was sure he really liked me and wasn’t just trying to lose his own virginity.

Now I don’t want you to think I left the poor guy with blue balls, I did other things to keep him satisfied. I gave him plenty of hand jobs and blowjobs, although for some reason I never let him cum in my mouth. I don’t know why, since I loved sucking his dick, and when I masturbated, one thing that always made me cum was thinking about Janice swallowing old man McCann’s load, but for some reason I always finished Ethan with my hand. Soon I would realize why, and it would all make sense.

I do have to admit that keeping my virginity wasn’t easy. Making out with Ethan, and giving him hand jobs and blowjobs made me incredible horny, but at first he just couldn’t make me cum, so for a while I had to find other ways to get myself off. It’s not that he didn’t try. He would finger me or go down on me, but he was very awkward, and quite frankly not as good at licking pussy as Stacy was, so after a date I would go home and masturbate, or when I would stay at Stacy’s, we’d take care of each other. Eventually his technique improved, and he would be able to make me cum, but it took him a while.

When the time did come, Stacy and I actually lost our virginity on the same night. We had agreed that we were going to give in to our boyfriends together… kind of a ‘sisters of the Losing Your Pants’ thing. Jake’s dad and his girlfriend were gone for the weekend, so we went to his trailer. After watching a couple of movies Stacy and Jake disappeared to his room, leaving me and Ethan on the couch.

After making out for a while, I asked Ethan if he had a condom, and I thought he was going to jump out of his skin. He was still a virgin too, so it was going to be the first for both of us. At first he asked if he could go without a condom since it was our first time, but I shot down that idea immediately… I had no intention of being another girl from the trailer park who was pregnant in high school. I already had bigger plans for my life, and those plans didn’t include being a teenage mom.

So that night I lost my virginity… and the whole thing lasted about ten minutes. Now again, I don’t want to burst your bubble, but as most ladies will tell you, the first time you have intercourse isn’t the best. It’s messy, it’s painful, and the guy is usually so excited that he cums almost as soon as he’s inside you. But I will say that I never felt more wanted than Ethan made me feel at that night. From him thanking me over and over, to telling me how beautiful I looked, to telling me how much he loved me, it was a moment I will never forget. It truly was magical… if not for the sex, for the love.

After the boys dropped us off at Stacy’s, she and I compared notes and found that our experiences were about the same. Stacy said Jake came almost as soon as he was inside her, then they went a second time, just like Ethan and me. We both agreed that once the pain subsided, we loved the feeling of being filled by a hard cock, and we knew that even though we didn’t cum that night, it would only get better. Then we both fingered ourselves to a much needed orgasms and went to sleep.

Eventually sex with our boyfriends did get better for both of us. The boys became much more adept at licking pussy, and they were now giving us the orgasms we needed. We were even able to cum during intercourse, with a little help from our own fingers. As a result, Stacy and I were spending more time hanging out as friends, and less time as lovers… although every now and then we still enjoyed a night of looking at porn and licking each other’s pussies, and we were still better than our boyfriends at doing it.

One thing that hadn’t changed was the fact that I still wouldn’t let Ethan cum in my mouth, and I still didn’t know why. I wasn’t grossed out by it like some girls, and I really enjoyed sucking Ethan’s dick, but every time he was ready to cum I would finish him with my hand. He never complained because I think he was grateful to have a girlfriend willing to suck his cock while a lot of high school girls wouldn’t, but I was sure he knew that Stacy let Jake cum in her mouth, so he probably felt a little slighted.

Sadly Ethan’s dad took a job out of state, so they moved away, and I was without a boyfriend again. It wasn’t for lack of options, I was already being pursued by a couple of guys… but I was starting to focus on where I wanted to go to college, and even though I was only a Junior, some gymnastics recruiters were looking at me. I was hoping to get some sort of a scholarship, because I knew it was probably the only way I was going to get into a four year school.

Things in the trailer remained about the same. Janice was still a partier, and Frankie was still sickly, although he had gotten a little better. He still needed a lot of medications, and Janice was still doing all her shopping a McCann’s, so I figured they still had their ‘deal’, and I had to admit I admired her resourcefulness. In fact, I still found the thought of her sucking or fucking McCann’s huge dick for her own personal pleasure and to get whatever she wanted to be very arousing, and I was about to find out that I could use the power of sex for my own benefit… in a very unique way.

Stacy and I had been working out one particularly hot day, so when I got home I was really in need of a nice cool shower. Our shitty air conditioning wasn’t working, and I was still really warm, so I decided that after drying off I was going to stretch out naked on my bed and take a nap.

After I was dry, I stood and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror, and I had to admit I liked what I saw. I was still the same height, but my body had really blossomed. My breasts had gotten larger and filled out even more, and my hips were more shapely and feminine. My thighs still had their muscular tone, and my tummy was a flat as ever, and as I turned and looked over my shoulder I could see that even though I worked out constantly, my ass was still a juicy bubble.

As I admired myself, my hands cupped my breasts, and a shiver ran up and down my spine. Ethan had been gone for almost two months, and it had been nearly that long since Stacy and I had one of our special ‘slumber parties’, so I was horny as hell and needed to cum. A rush of warmth filled my groin as I pinched my hard nipples, and then my right hand slid down my flat stomach and over my smooth shaved pubic mound as it zeroed in on its target.

A groan escaped my lips as I stroked my sodden pussy lips. Then with a finger deep inside my cunt, I moved backwards until I hit my bed, and then fell onto my back and spread my legs wide. My fingertip quickly found my engorged clit and I began frigging the hard button as my other hand kept pinching and teasing my erect nipples.

I was fast tracking myself to a much needed orgasm when I looked past my spread legs at my bedroom door, and I noticed what seemed to be a ray of light coming in around the door frame. As I buried two fingers deep in my hungry cunt, my eyes focused on the gap in my door frame again, and I saw what looked like someone moving.

At first I thought the motion of my head back and forth might be causing it to look like something was moving outside the door, so I kept perfectly still, and through half closed eyes, I saw the movement again. Then I realized it wasn’t an optical illusion. There was a gap in my door frame, and somebody was looking through it… and I knew who it was.

My first thought was to cover myself, but for some reason I just kept rubbing my overheated cunny. I knew I was completely exposed to my voyeur, but while a part of me was angry that I was being spied on, I was also getting more aroused by the fact I was being watched doing something so intimate and private, and because I knew who it was that was watching me.

I was actually getting close to cumming when I decided to catch the culprit in the act, so I quickly devised a plan, and as I rolled onto my side I said, “I’d better grab a towel.”

Sure that my ‘not-so-mystery’ peeper had heard me and figured I was going to keep masturbating, I got off the bed and moved to where I was sure he couldn’t see me, then after wrapping a towel around myself, I tiptoeing to my door, gently grasped the knob, and with one quick motion I yanked the door open, and Frankie fell in.

“You little fucking pervert... I’m going to kill you!” I screamed as he looked up at me standing over him.

He quickly pulled himself to his feet and ran down the hallway, trying to escape. I was filled with a combination of arousal and blind rage at the fact that my stepbrother had seen me masturbating. As he reached for the front doorknob, I picked up the closest object I could find… which turned out to be a six inch high wooden platform shoe.

I never did throw like a girl, and with a delivery that would make a baseball pitcher proud, I let the shoe rip. It flipped end over end, and it seemed like everything was going in slow motion as I watched it fly directly at my stepbrother’s head. Just as Frankie got the door open, the shoe struck him in the right temple with a loud ‘thud’, and he fell against the kitchen counter before dropping in a heap to the floor.

The trailer was filled with a deafening silence, and then as I stormed down the hall to finish my stepbrother off for spying on me, he grabbed his head and began wailing. Even though I was aroused at the thought of Frankie peeping at me, I was still angry over the invasion of my privacy, so when I got to where he fell to the floor I said, “Oh stop crying you big baby, you’re in high school for God’s sake!”

Frankie was still cowering in the corner with his arms covering my head, and he looked like he was worried that I was going to start raining punches down on him, but he was really crying out loud, and I suddenly felt kind of sorry for him, so I said, “Here, let me take a look at your head.”

“Why di… did you d… do that Lexi,” he stuttered as he sobbed.

“Because you were spying on me… and don’t deny it you little creep,” I said, still pissed off at him.

“I was not, but even if I was, you still didn’t have to throw a shoe at me,” Frankie said, still crying.

“Well let me take a look,” I said as I used one hand to hold the towel around my nude body while I reached behind his head with the other, and when I felt dampness, I mumbled “Oh shit.”

“Oh shit what,” he asked as he touched the back of his head, and then he screamed, “Lexi… I’m BLEEDIIIING!”

Suddenly he panicked… and so did I. I looked at my hand and saw the red on my fingers, and I knew he was really hurt. Frankie began crying louder as I pressed my hand over the wound to stop the flow of blood, and then I helped him to his feet.

I was truly worried about Frankie, but I was also worried about what I was going to hear from Janice over throwing a shoe at her baby boy. She was always so overprotective, so I knew if she found out about me putting a gash in his head, it would bring a storm of bullshit my way, and I just wanted peace and harmony for the rest of my junior and senior years, and then I’d be off to college.

I was being careful not to get any blood on his clothes for fear that Janice would find the evidence, so I grabbed some paper towels and pressed them against the cut. He was still bleeding pretty heavily, but I noticed it wasn’t stopping him from trying to see under my towel. It amazed me that even with a gash in his head, the twerp was still trying to see me naked, but all I cared about was getting the bleeding to stop and keeping him from telling Janice, so I said, “C’mom Frankie, let’s get you in the shower.”

“What,” he asked, not sure what I was doing.

“We need to get you in the shower so I can wash this off and see how bad it is,” I said as I led him down the hallway, and then I added, “But be careful… I don’t want to get any blood on your clothes.”

As I held the paper towel against his head with one hand, I started to pull the tee shirt he was wearing up his body. As I got it to his chest I said, “Now pull your arms out and then I’ll work it over your head.”

I slowly pulled the shirt over his head, being careful to keep it away from the wound, and as I did Frankie said. “Mom is going to be really pissed when she finds out what you did.”

‘Dammit’ I thought to myself, but then I decided to play it cool and said, “Frankie, your mom has enough to worry about… we don’t need to tell her about this.”

“Well I’m gonna tell her anyway,” he said as he sniffed back more tears, and then he said, “I can’t believe you threw a shoe at my head Lexi.”

“Jesus Christ Frankie, you’re in high school… stop whining like a little baby,” I said.

“And I’m going to tell her you keep calling me a baby… I can’t help I’m not as tough as the other guys my age, I’m not even as tough as you,” he said with a mixture of anger and sadness.

Suddenly I felt bad for Frankie as I still held the paper towel against his bleeding head, so I said, “Look Frankie, I’m really sorry I hit you with the shoe,” and then I added, “But why were you peeking at me?”

“I wasn’t peeking at you,” he said defiantly as I adjusted the shower water, still trying to hold my towel in place.

“Bullshit Frankie, I know you were peeking at me and you even saw me masturbating, and I think you purposely made a gap in my door so you could spy on me,” I said as I adjusted the water temperature.

At first he didn’t say anything, and then he blurted out, “Well you can’t prove I was peeking at you, but I have the cut on my head to prove you hit me with a shoe.”

I could see this problem was going to take some drastic measures, and suddenly a thought ran through my head, so I said, “Okay Frankie, if you want to tell mom, go ahead, but I still want to make sure your cut isn’t too serious, so take off your pants and get in the shower.”

“My pants… I’m not taking off my pants in front of you,” Frankie said.

“You can keep your underwear on if you want, I just don’t want to ruin a good pair of your pants and freak mom out,” I said, justifying my reason for having him take his pants off.

“She’s going to freak out anyway when she finds out what you did,” Frankie said, still being defiant.

“Look, you can tell her if you want, but I still want to look at your cut,” I said, honestly concerned about him, but also wanting to make sure there was no evidence of what happened, just in case I convinced him to keep his mouth shut. I held the paper towel against his head as dropped his pants to the floor, and as he kicked them aside I said, “Okay, get in,” as I guided him into the shower.

Now down to his ‘tighty whities’, Frankie stepped under the water, and as I pulled my hand from his head he said, “Owww… it stings.”

I wanted to tell him again to stop being a baby, but I knew insulting him wasn’t going to help me convince him not to say anything to Janice, so I just said, “Don’t worry, it will only sting for a minute.

As the water washed away the blood, I could see the cut was only about a half an inch long and not very deep, and it had finally stopped bleeding. Once I was sure it was nothing serious, I noticed Frankie was still trying to see my body, and that was exactly what I was hoping for. As I reached towards his head with both hands, my water soaked towel dropped to the shower floor, and I was completely naked.

Frankie didn’t say a word as I pretended to check his wound, but when I glanced at his face I could see him scanning my naked body from head to toe, paying close attention to my smooth pubic mound and firm young tits, and as he ogled me, I could see the front of his briefs starting to tent.

I was giving my stepbrother an erection, and the thought caused a surge in my own groin. As I combed my fingers through his scalp, being careful not to touch the wound, I said, “It’s not a bad cut so you won’t need stitches,” and then I added, “And at least now you can get a good look at me naked.”

Frankie quickly turned his head and said, “I’m not looking at you Lexi, and I wasn’t peeking at you before,” trying to maintain his lie.

“Oh really… so I guess you got this for no reason,” I said calmly as I ran my hand over the bulge in the front his wet briefs.

“Lexi,” he cried out in surprise as I touched his cock, and then he groaned “What are you doing,” as my hand gripped his cotton covered shaft.

“I’m just checking out your equipment before you go to your room and jerk off,” I said as I squeezed his boner through his underwear, and then as I slipped my hand under the waistband and wrapped my fingers around his shaft, I said, “Not bad Frankie.”

Frankie’s body shook, but he made no effort to stop me as I squeezed about five inches of hard young cock, and then he said, “How do you know I’m going to go to my room and, you know… do that?”

“Oh please Frankie, you jerk off almost every night,” I said as I gave his stiff prick a couple of strokes.

“How do you know that,” he asked as he looked at my tits again.

“Because the walls in this place are like crepe paper, and our rooms are right next to each other, so I can hear you doing it,” I said as I gave his dick one more squeeze before pulling my hand from his briefs.

A small groan of disappointment escaped Frankie’s lips as I released his hard prick from my grip, and as I got out of the shower I asked, “Did it feel good when I was touching you?”

“Yeah… I mean I guess,” Frankie said, trying to feign apathy and failing miserably.

“Well if you weren’t being a snitch I might do it again,” I said as I dried off, and then I turned my back to him and bent over to dry my legs, blatantly exposing my pink pussy and tight little asshole to his gaze.

After giving him a good look, I turned back to back to face him, and I could see his bulge seemed to have grown even more. Then as I stood purposely showing my body to him I said, “Frankie, haven’t you ever seen a girl naked?”

“Sure, lots of times,” he answered defensively.

“C’mom Frankie, you’re lying” I replied.

Suddenly his eyes dropped to the floor and he said, “Well I’ve seen lots of pictures of naked girls.”

“So am I the first real girl you’ve ever seen naked,” I asked him, still making no effort to cover myself.

“Yes,” he answered sheepishly as his eyes looked up and down my body again.

“Frankie, you don’t need to be embarrassed that I’m the first girl you’ve seen naked,” I said as I stepped closer to him.

“Well I’m probably the only guy in high school that hasn’t seen a girl naked that he’s not related to, and a lot of the guys my age have already had sex… I’ll be an old man before that happens,” he said sadly.

Suddenly I felt bad for Frankie, but I also saw an opportunity to fix my dilemma, so I said, “Frankie, first of all I’m your stepsister, so we’re not really related, and second of all, you’re actually kind of cute, so I’m sure you’ll find a girlfriend, you just need some more confidence… but ‘til then, maybe I can help.”

“What do you mean ‘help’,” he asked.

Without saying a word I knelt in front of him pulled down his wet cotton briefs until they fell around his ankles, leaving his hard cock pointing straight at my face as it gently bobbed up and down with the beat of his heart. The shaft looked pale white as it rose from the sparse nest of dark pubic hair at the base, and the puffy mushroom shaped cap at the tip had turned the cutest shade of purple.

Frankie’s eyes were wide as he looked down to see my face only inches from his hard dick. I was sure he could feel my breath washing over his twitching organ as I said, “I mean that if you’d stop being such a brat and promised you wouldn’t tell mom what happened, you might not have to go jerk off yourself.”

Then I stood up and started walking out of the bathroom, making sure my ass swayed back and forth as I did, and Frankie blurted out, “Wait Lexi, do you mean if I promise not to tell mom what happened, you would, you know… do it for me?”

Frankie was starting to cave in, and the way I was manipulating him was causing a new surge of arousal deep in my groin, but I still had to seal the deal, so as I looked into his eyes I softly said, “Yes Frankie, if promise not to tell mom, I’ll give you a hand job.”

“I promise I won’t tell on you, I swear,” Frankie said, sounding both eager and desperate, and then he added, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”

That was it, my stepbrother and I had never gone back on a ‘cross my heart and hope to die’, it was our pledge to secrecy. So after a fake sigh to hide my own eagerness, I said, “Okay, let’s go to my room.”

Frankie practically sprinted to my room. Once inside I told him to get on the bed. He looked so cute lay back with his hard dick sticking up from his groin. It looked like it had gotten a little longer, and the head had swelled a bit more. He was still ogling my naked body as I knelt down next to him, and then I said, “So you’ve never gotten a hand job, huh?”

Then I was the one who was surprised when he hesitated before saying, “Not really.”

“What do you mean ‘not really,’” I asked him as I rested my hand on his thigh, only inches from his swollen balls. His face turned a bright red, and I was pretty sure I knew why, so I said, “Frankie, you can tell me… I promise I’ll keep it secret.”

He looked at me and said, “Cross your heart and hope to die?”

I crossed my heart, but I could still sense his apprehension, so I decided to make it easy for him and said, “So let me guess, I’ll be the first girl to give you a hand job, but not the first person… right?”

Frankie didn’t say anything, but he nodded sheepishly.

“So who was it,” I asked as my pussy cramped with anticipation.

“Richie Mancini,” Frankie answered softly, and then he quickly said, “But that doesn’t make me like gay or anything, does it Lexi?”

Richie Mancini was Frankie’s best friend. Like my stepbrother, he was kind of geeky and completely void of any athletic ability, but he was cute too, and I had to admit the thought of the two of them jerking each other’s post-adolescent young cocks caused a new flood of warmth and wetness in my groin.

“Well since seeing me naked has given you a raging boner, I’d say no, you’re not gay Frankie… I think you’re both just curious about sex,” I answered, suddenly feeling closer to Frankie than ever because of the secret he shared with me, and then I asked, “So did you and Richie ever do anything else?”

Once again Frankie looked away from me, so to regain his attention and his trust, I wrapped my hand around his stiff young prick, and as I squeezed the throbbing shaft, he groaned and said, “A couple of times I, you know… sucked his thing.”

His cock felt nice and warm in my hand, but I was careful not to stroke him quite yet for fear he might unload right away, and then I said, “So you gave Richie a couple blowjobs… did he cum in your mouth?”

“Uh huh,” Frankie replied, and then he groaned as I began gently stroking my hand up and down his rampant prick.

My pussy quivered as I thought about Frankie giving his friend a blowjob, and then I said, “So what did it taste like?”

He looked at me in disbelief and said, “You mean you’ve never did that to Ethan?”

“Well I gave him blowjobs, but I never let him cum in my mouth,” I said, staring at Frankie’s hard dick as I stroked it, and suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to take him in my mouth, but instead I said, “So c’mon, tell me… what did Richie’s cum taste like?”

Frankie groaned as I began stroking him faster, and then he said, “It was kind of salty and real gooey like custard. It didn’t taste bad, but I almost choked the first time because he shot right into my throat.”

“So did Richie ever give you a blowjob,” I asked as my pussy pulsed.

“No, he always says he’ll do it to me next time, but after I do it to him he changes his mind, and I really want to know what it feels like,” Frankie said with a huge sigh of disappointment.

Suddenly Janice and old man McCann flashed across my mind, and as I tightened my grip on Frankie’s hard dick, I said, “I’ll tell you what Frankie, if you promise you won’t tell mom what happened today AND you do my chores for the next two months… I’ll give you your first blowjob.”

“What… are you serious,” he asked enthusiastically, his voice raising two octaves in disbelief.

“Yes I am, but you know what you need to do,” I replied.

Frankie was almost jumping out if his skin as he said, “I promise I won’t tell mom, and I’ll do your chores for the next two months… cross my heart and hope to die.”

I couldn’t believe how aroused I was, and I finally knew why. For the first time sex wasn’t just giving me physical pleasure, it was also giving me power and control. Now I understood why watching Janice and McCann made me feel the way it did. I really wanted to give Frankie a blowjob, and I was so turned on that I would have done it even if he refused my deal, but knowing that I was getting everything I wanted for a simple blowjob had my pussy melting like butter in a microwave.

I was so turned on that I thought about fingering myself as I leaned my face over Frankie’s rampant prick and prepared to swallow it whole, but just then a woeful look came over his face. As I looked up at him I said, “Frankie, you look pretty sad for a guy who’s about to get his first blowjob… is it because I’m the one giving it to you.”

“Oh jeez no Lex, I mean I know you’re my stepsister, but I think you’re one of the hottest girls in school,” he answered quickly, and then he said, “But I’m so excited that I’m probably going to shoot as soon as you put it in your mouth… so I’m not really going to get a chance to enjoy it.”

I couldn’t believe Frankie had just told me how hot he thought I was, and at that moment I had never wanted to do anything more than give him a blowjob, but I also saw an opportunity to sweeten my deal just as I knew Janice would, so I said, “Frankie, how many times do you jerk off in a day?”

He blushed a bit, but then he said, “Usually once, but sometimes two or three.”

“So you’re able to cum again pretty quick,” I asked.

“Yeah, sure,” he answered confidently.

“Okay, so how about I use my hand to make you cum first, and then I’ll give you your first blowjob and you’ll last a lot longer and get to enjoy it more,” I said.

“Would you really do that Lex,” he asked with grateful surprise.

“Yes I would,” I replied, and then I added, “But instead of doing my chores for two months, you have to do them for three.”

“Three months of doing all your chores… that’s a lot,” he said.

“Well I guess your first blowjob is going to end pretty fast,” I said as I began jerking his swollen cock.

Frankie groaned as I used my hand to bring him to the brink of orgasm, and just as I was about to take him in my mouth for what I knew would be a ten second blowjob he screamed, “Okay… three months!”

“Cross your heart,” I said as I released his erection to keep him from cumming until our deal was sealed.

“Cross my heart and hope to die,” he said, and then I wrapped my fingers around his shaft again.

“Oh jeez,” he groaned, and his hips began rising up as I stroked his cock. I could see him trying to get a good look at my naked body, so I moved until we were lying side by side, with my knees by his head.

As Frankie soaked in every bit of my nudity, he started to groan and I knew he was getting ready to cum. I could see his eyes focus on my firm young tits, so I said, “It’s okay Frankie… you can touch them.

I knew mine would be the first breasts he would ever touch, and as he reached towards them I began jerking him faster. I could feel him getting harder and see the head of his dick turning a deeper shade of purple, and just as his hands filled with my soft tit flesh, he screamed, “Oh Lexi… AHHHHH!!!”

As Frankie cried out, his prick started pulsing, and rapid fire jets of thick sperm began bursting from the tip. The first few shots were so strong that they splashed against his neck and chin. Guttural groans came from deep in his chest as his hard shaft flexed in my hand over and over, pumping out powerful spurts of fertile young seed. I almost came without touching myself as I watched my stepbrother’s penis erupt, and then as the last of his semen oozed from his cock, he let out a final sigh and relaxed.

Frankie’s underdeveloped chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to catch his breath, and I could see the trail of sperm that ran from just under his chin down to a pool that had run over my hand and collected in the small nest of soft pubic hair at the base of his still twitching cock. For a moment I thought about dipping my tongue into the thick opaque fluid to see what it tasted like, but then I decided to wait until I gave him his blowjob, and get my first taste of his young jizz when he shot it straight into my mouth.

“Wow, you really made a mess here,” I said as Frankie slowly opened his eyes. I was still holding his spent young penis in my hand, and I could feel it losing some of its girth and hardness. Then I said, “Wait right here, I’ll be right back.”

I went into the bathroom and ran a washcloth under warm water. When I walked back into the room Frankie was still lying on his back, but his eyes were open and he watched my hard young body as I sat back down next to him. As I used the cloth to mop up the pools of semen from his thin frame, he said, “Thanks Lexi… that was unbelievable.”

“Better than when Richie does it,” I asked as I wiped up the sperm that had collected in his pubic hair.

“Way better,” he said, and then he groaned as I began stroking his softening dick.

After I cleaned up the rest of his first discharge, I tossed the cum-filled washcloth into my clothes hamper, and then I knelt between his legs and wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked him again. Even though he had just cum, he quickly swelled back to full erection, and as I leaned over until my lips were nearly touching the head of his prick I whispered, “So… are you ready for your first blowjob?”

“Uh huh,” was all he could manage to say as he watched me open my mouth wide, and then he groaned “Ohhhh Lexiiii,” as I sucked his cock into my hot, wet mouth and sealed my lips around his shaft.

Frankie’s soft pubic hair tickled my nose as I swallowed the entire length of his hard young prick. He wasn’t as big as Ethan, so I was able to take him into the opening of my throat without gagging. I couldn’t believe how good he felt in my mouth, or how aroused I was. The skin encasing his hard shaft felt as soft and smooth as silk against my lips, and the head of his cock felt swollen and spongy as I circled it with my tongue, causing Frankie to groan with pleasure.

After giving Frankie a few minutes to enjoy the sensations he was feeling as my mouth engulfed his organ, I began slowly bobbing my head, sliding my soft, moist lips up and down his shaft. I looked up to see him watching my every move as I became the first person to suck his cock. I managed to smile around his hard prick, and then I brought a hand up between his legs and began rubbing his balls.

“Oh God Lex,” he groaned as fondled his sensitive testicles. Even though I had just jerked him to a powerful orgasm, I could tell that I could make him cum again whenever I wanted, but I decided to take my time… partially so he could enjoy his first blowjob for as long as possible, and partially because I was enjoying the control I had over him.

Frankie squirmed as I increased my tempo, and then he let out a loud hiss as I used my tongue to massage the sensitive underside of his prick. I could tell that he was getting ready to unleash a new load of thick young cum into my sucking mouth, and the thought had my pussy throbbing. As I used one hand to play with Frankie’s balls, the other slipped between my legs and found my dripping gash, and as I jammed two fingers deep into my cunny I groaned, causing Frankie’s shaft to vibrate in my mouth.

“Oh Jeez Lex… I’m getting close,” Frankie moaned, and I could feel his cock swelling even more between my lips, letting me know he was ready. God I wanted my stepbrother to cum in my mouth, something I had never wanted before… and I suddenly realized why. It wasn’t just the sex, it was the power. For the next three months I wouldn’t have to do a dish, dust a table, take out trash or fold laundry… I was free!

Now I was sucking Frankie’s cock with a new burst of excitement. My fingers had found my clit as my mouth glided up and down his shaft, and as he prepared to explode in my mouth, my own orgasm began to build. My tongue found the sweet spot right under the head of my stepbrother’s cock, and as I started swirling it around Frankie screamed, “Oh jeez… LEXIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!

Suddenly Frankie’s cock swelled, and then pulsed, and as he screamed in ecstasy a spurt of warm, thick fluid splattered against the back of my throat, followed by another, and then another. My stepbrother was filling my oral cavity with his young cum, and I couldn’t get enough of it. His dick jerked and twitched as it delivered the contents of his balls into my waiting mouth, and I swallowed every drop.

The taste of Frankie’s sperm was tart and salty, but not bitter, and the pungent aroma filled my nostrils as his cum slid down my throat. As I used my mouth to coax every drop of life giving fluid from his body, my fingers furiously rubbed my clit, and as the last of his milky discharge leaked into my mouth, I came.

“MMMMMMMMM,” I moaned around Frankie’s still twitching shaft as my tight cunt went into a series of violent contractions. Having my stepbrother shoot his load in my mouth had unleashed my own intensely powerful orgasm, and I held the final remnants of his spunk in my mouth as I came, savoring the taste as my fingers manipulated my sensitive clit. I looked up to see Frankie staring down at me, and I could tell by how wide his eyes were that he knew I was cumming too.

Finally the uncontrollable convulsions deep in my belly and groin began to ease, and I let Frankie’s spent cock slip from between my lips as I raised myself to my knees. He could see my hand still moving between my legs as the last pangs of my orgasm waned, and with a few final strokes, it was over.

Frankie was still ogling my naked body as I knelt above him, but after back to back orgasms, his once hard young penis was now a small, pale white tube lying limp in a soft bed of pubic hair. As I looked into his eyes I said, “Well, how was it?”

“Wow Lexi, it was the best thing ever,” he answered almost innocently.

“Well I’m glad you liked it,” I said, and then I added, “Now don’t you have some laundry to do?”

“I guess I do,” Frankie replied.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, repeating what mom had said to McCann.

As Frankie gathered up my laundry and prepared to go get his and Janice’s too, he looked back at me lying naked on my bed and said, “Lexi, do you think sometime would could, ummm… actually have sex?”

Once again I channeled Janice, and as I patted my still wet vagina I said, “Frankie, it’s going to take a lot more than three months of chores to get into this pussy.”

“That’s okay, what you did was totally worth it,” Frankie said, and as he left my room and closed the door behind him, I slowly drifted off to sleep, knowing that for the next three months I wouldn’t have to do a single chore, and all I had to do was give him a ten minute blowjob that I enjoyed giving as much as he enjoyed getting. For the first time in my life, I used sex to get what I wanted, and I liked it.

For the next few months I came home from school or gymnastics practice and took a nice nap, no longer having to do any chores… and it was heaven. Janice did notice Frankie doing everything one day, and when she asked us why I quickly said that he was having a hard time in one of his classes, and I was mentoring him and in exchange he was doing my chores. Not only did Janice buy it, she even said she was proud of us working together… if she only knew.

I had also started dating another boy. His name was Hunter, and he was a senior. He was a handsome basketball player, and Stacy would tell me how funny we looked together since he was 6’ 2” tall and I was still only a shade over five feet tall. But pretty soon we were going steady, and having sex.

Even though we were exclusive, I still made him use condoms, but I did decide it was time to go on birth control pills, not just for pregnancy protection, but for the health benefits. The problem was since I was covered on Janice’s health insurance, and I couldn’t get them on my own yet, I had to tell her. When I told her I wanted to go on the pill, she agreed, but told me I would have to pay for them myself.

I had been doing a lot of babysitting work and had put some money aside, but I hadn’t planned on using it to pay for prescriptions, so I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to pay for my pills. But by the time I had gone to the doctor and gotten the prescription, I had come up with a plan.

One day after school I went home and put on the shortest pair of hip hugging denim shorts I owned, and a tiny crop top. Then I slipped on a pair of flip flops and looked at myself in the mirror. I was the perfect combination of slut and forbidden fruit. The shorts showed off the flair my hips and my muscular legs, and the top showed off my flat tummy, and my nipples were poking out the soft fabric. Happy with the look, I headed out the door.

As I boarded the cross-town bus, I got plenty of looks from dirty old men and disapproving women, so I knew my outfit was perfect. My only hope was I didn’t get dragged into an alley and ****d… I looked that sexy. When we reached my stop I got off the bus, and I could feel the driver’s eyes watching my ass as the doors closed behind me.

I had about a two block walk to my destination, and as I passed storefronts I felt more eyes on me. When I passed a corner bar I heard one guy say, “Damn, did you see that,” to his friend, and I was suddenly worried I had overdone it with the ‘jailbait’ look, but I wasn’t going to turn back now. I checked my cheap watch to see that it was a little before six o’clock, the exact time I was waiting for, and then I walked into McCann’s.

A little bell rang as I walked through the door, alerting anyone that a customer had come in. I looked around the store, hoping there wasn’t a clerk or check-out person, but the only person I saw, standing behind the pharmacy counter, was Mr. McCann.

My heart raced as I walked back towards the counter. I tried to be nonchalant as I stopped to look at things on the shelves, but as I peeked at McCann from the corner of my eye, I could see him looking me up and down. Then as I approached the counter he said, “Good afternoon young lady, I’m Mr. McCann, is there something I can help you with?”

“Hi, I’m just looking, but I do have a prescription I need to fill,” I answered very casually. Then as I stood right across from him, I acted like I was looking at something on the bottom shelf and bent over at the waist, pointing my round, barely covered ass right at him.

I knew the horny old bastard was getting a good look at me as I thrust my rump in his direction. I could feel the denim pulling tight against my pussy lips, and I wondered if he might even be able to get a glimpse of the underside of my young tits as my top fell away from my body. Then as I stood up he cleared his throat and said, “Well I am just about to close, so if you want to give me your prescription I can start filling it while you look around.”

When I turned to face him his eyes dropped to my chest, and I was sure he could see my nipples poking out through my shirt. Then I said, “Well my prescription is for my birth control pills, but I have some other advice I need.”

“You have a prescription for birth control pills,” he asked in a surprised tone.

“Yes,” I answered, and then I said, “I’m older than I look.”

“I’m sure you are,” he said, not wanting to offend me, and then he said, “So what else did you want to ask me.”

“Well you’re a doctor, right,” I asked, knowing he wasn’t but wanting to lay on the naive act.

“No, I’m not a doctor, I’m a pharmacist, but I do know about the use and side effects about birth control pills,” he answered.

“Oh no, I know everything about the pills, it was something else I wanted to ask you about,” I said.

“So what can I help you with,” he asked as he tried to keep his eyes on my face.

“Well, I have this itch, and I don’t know what I should use on it,” I said, sounding as innocent as possible.

“Do you have a rash, something that we can treat with a topical ointment,” he asked.

“Well I don’t know if I have a rash because I can’t really see where it itches,” I answered, and then I said, “Because it’s kind of, well… up inside me, you know, in my vagina.”

“I see,” he said as he fidgeted a bit uncomfortably, and then he said, “Well did you recently make any changes, like new tampons, or sometimes if you change to a detergent that causes an allergic reaction, certain undergarments can cause the itch to be internal.”

“Well I’ve been using the same tampons for years, and I don’t wear underwear, so it can’t be that,” I said, causing McCann to swallow hard, and then I said, “Can you please do me a favor and take a look at it, maybe you can see what it is.”

Mr. McCann’s face went pale white, from his balding head down to the neckline of his shirt. After a few seconds he said, “I think you should probably see your physician.”

“Oh please, I can’t… it so expensive for an office visit and I just want you to look at it and see if you can give me something,” I said in a begging tone, and then I said, “The itch is really driving me crazy, especially when I have sex with my boyfriend.”

Once again I could see him looking me up and down, trying to figure my age, but now he knew I had a birth control prescription, and that I was having sex, and he was beginning to become less concerned with my age and more interested in how I looked. Then he said, “If you don’t mind me asking, how often do you and your boyfriend have sex, and are the two of you exclusive?”

“We are, and a couple of times a week,” I answered, and then I said, “But we always use a condom, and I did with my first boyfriend too.”

I could see he was starting to relax, and he said, “Well you’ve never had unprotected sex, so that should rule out an STD of some kind, unless you’ve had sex with anyone else.”

“Well just my friend Stacy, but she’s been with the same guy for a couple of years so she should be clean,” I said matter-of-factly.

The look on McCann’s face was priceless, and I swear he almost spit out his teeth as he said, “So you’ve had sex with Stacy, and she’s, ummm, a girl?”

“Yes, she’s my best friend and we kind of fool around sometimes,” I said innocently as I watched McCann nervously pulling his collar away from his neck, and then I really poured it on when I said, “But we only do, like, oral stuff to each other.”

“Oh dear God,” I heard McCann whisper to himself, and I was sure his huge prick was starting to grow as he said, “Well I doubt that what you and your girlfriend are doing would cause any problem.”

I could see I was really getting to him, and his apprehension was giving away to his desire, so as I reached for the button on my shorts I said, “Please Mr. McCann, you’re a pharmacist, just take a quick look at it, the itch is really driving me crazy.”

As I unbuttoned my shorts and started to push them over my hips he said, “No, no… wait,” and just as I thought his willpower was returning, he said, “Let me just lock the front door.”

A smile came over my face as McCann walked from behind the counter and went to the front door to lock it. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I thought about exposing myself to the horny old bastard, and when he returned he said, “Now let me take a look.”

We went around the counter and back to the desk where he had leaned while Janice had given him a blowjob. Before he could change his mind I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts and pushed them over my round hips and plump ass until they slid down my legs. Then as a sweat broke out on his brow I lifted myself onto the desk, laid back and spread my legs wide, blatantly exposing my young pussy to his eyes.

McCann’s voice nervously cracked and he tried to act calm as he said, “Okay, let’s take a look.”

I put my hands on the inside of my knees and pushed my legs even wider apart as he leaned forward to look at my shaved vagina. I was sure he could see how swollen and wet I was, and I could actually feel some of nature’s lubricant trickling over my puckered asshole. After taking a good look at my pussy he said, “Well you look a little swollen, but everything looks fine.”

Now I pushed the issue when I said, “I might be a little swollen because, well to be honest, I’m a little excited from being exposed like this,” and then I said, “But the itch is up inside, here take a closer look.”

With that I reached between my legs and pulled my pussy lips apart, acting like I was trying to give him a better look when I really just wanted to tease him more. He nervously licked his lips and then leaned forward again. As I tried to hold myself open I said, “I’m sorry I’m so wet… you must think I’m some kind of sex fiend.”

“No, not at all,” McCann said, and then he said, “I still don’t see anything abnormal, but did you say you and your boyfriend do use condoms?”

“Yes sir, every time we fuck… I mean have sex,” I said, throwing a little more shock value his way.

“And when was the last time you two were intimate,” he asked.

“Last night,” I answered bluntly.

“Well you could have an allergy to latex, so the condom would actually cause a feminine itching problem,” he said, still trying to diagnose an ailment I had created.

“So what should I do about the itch,” I asked, and as he watched I rubbed my pussy like I was trying to scratch the imaginary itch, and as I did McCann’s eyes almost fell out of his head.

“Let me get you a vaginal cream that should help, you can take it with you,” he said.

“Oh please, can I use it before I leave,” I asked in a begging tone.

McCann didn’t say a word, but as he backed away I could see a bulge forming in the front of his pants, and I could tell he was getting an erection. He disappeared for a few moments and then returned with a tube of cream. I quickly took it from his hand and opened it, and then as he watched I squirted a dollop on the tip of my middle finger and then pushed it inside my tight quim.

“Ohhhh,” I groaned as I moved my finger around inside my pussy. McCann looked like he was in shock as he watched me basically masturbate in front of him. Then as I began thrusting my finger in and out of my wet slit I said, “It feels so good on the itch… I just wish I could get it in deeper.”

Now there was no doubting the bulge in McCann’s pants, and I could see the sweat on his upper lip as I fingered myself, then I said, “Mr. McCann, your fingers look a lot are a lot longer than mine, can you please put some of the cream deeper inside me?”

“I don’t know if that would be proper,” McCann said softly, but as he watched me plunge two fingers in and out of my aching cunt, I could see his resistance was fading.

“Pleeeeease,” I begged, and then I grabbed his hand and squirted some of the cream on the tips of his long fingers. This time he didn’t say a word, but his hand moved between my wide spread legs and his fingers touched my pussy lips.

At first they just lingered, and then he began slowly pushing his long middle finger inside me. “Oh yesss,” I hissed is the digit entered me one knuckle at a time until it was all the way inside me. At first he just held his hand still, so I began pushing against it, driving his finger deeper inside me, and then I groaned, “Please move your finger around Mr. McCann, it feels really good.”

McCann had a glazed look in his eyes as he started fingering my tight pussy. “Oh that’s it, please do it harder… and move it around more,” I said as I began humping against his hand. Now my pussy was dripping wet, and only a complete idiot wouldn’t have realized how turned on I was.

This time I didn’t have to prompt him as he put a second finger inside of me. Now he was pumping his digits in and out of me and I could actually feel my insides tightening as the first signs of orgasm started to build, but I wasn’t done yet. I still had to seal the deal so I said, “You’re still not getting to the spot, is there anything you can use to get any deeper?”

“I don’t have anything else,” he said, never taking his eyes off of my tight little cunt as he fingered me.

“Oh I think you do,” I said in a gasping voice as I lowered my foot to his crotch and ran my cute painted toe nails up and down the huge bulge in his pants.

“Oh God,” he groaned, and I could feel his hardness under my toes as I rubbed my foot up and down. Then without saying a word I sat up and undid his belt. McCann was in a daze, but did nothing to stop me as I pushed his pants and underwear down, releasing the huge snake I had seen Janice sucking on.

My own mouth watered as I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, causing him to groan, but I had other plans. As McCann stood transfixed, I squirted some of the vaginal cream onto the bulbous head of his cock, and after rubbing it around the swollen crown I pulled him forward until it was pressing against my opening.

Mr. McCann looked down to see the head of his cock pressing against the tightest pussy he would ever fuck, and as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him forward, he began disappearing inside of me. I groaned out loud as the mushroom shaped head began stretching my cunt lips to their limit. I could feel myself being skewered as his hips moved towards mine, and then I screamed, “Oh YESSS,” as the thick bulb lodged in my flooded canal.

I had never been so wet in my life, but McCann’s dick was so big that he still had to push hard to get it inside me. It felt like someone was shoving a baseball bat up my tight little cunny, and I started to wonder if I had made a bad choice, but slowly the pain changed to an incredibly pleasurable sense of fullness, and then suddenly with one hard thrust, McCann impaled me.

“Ohhhhh FUUUCCCCKKKK,” I screamed as he buried the entire length of his huge organ deep inside me. It felt like the head of his cock was up in my belly, and he was so thick that he was actually stretching my pussy and asshole at the same time. I grabbed his arms as he reached down to grip the sides of the desk, and then he started to slowly and deliberately fuck me.

“Ahhhhhhh,” I cried out as he began thrusting in and out of me. I could feel my insides locking around his cock as he grabbed my hips and started pounding me harder and deeper. Any delusion that this was some sort of medical procedure was gone as his thrusts became more violent and erratic. The head of his dick was reaching places nothing had ever reached before, and I could feel myself losing control.

“So tight… so tight,” McCann grunted as he fucked me. Then he pushed my shirt up and bent his head down to suck one of my hard little nipples onto his mouth. I could feel my pussy starting to clamp down on his cock even more, and for the first time in my young life I was going to cum without touching my clit. His massive rod was stimulating nerve endings I didn’t even know I had, and just as I thought it couldn’t get any better, the old guy found another gear and started fucking harder and deeper.

“Oh shit… oh shit, I’m gonna cum,” I groaned as McCann pounded me, and then as he pulled me to the edge of the desk and gave his hardest thrust yet, my cunt melted down.

“AHHHHHHHHHH,” I screamed as my pussy walls clamped down onto his invading cock like a vice.

Stars flashed in front of my eyes every muscle in my groin launched into a series of uncontrollable spasms. McCann kept fucking me hard and deep as I came, prolonging my orgasm, and then he started groaning, “That’s it… that’s it…,” and I could tell that he was about to cum too. Then with a thrust that almost drove me off the desk he cried out loud and exploded inside me.

“Fucking tight… young cunt… ARRGGHHHH,” he wailed as his huge cock started spraying my insides with his slimy sauce. I could feel warmth spreading throughout my belly as his hot, thick seed filled me. My pussy was gripping him so tight that I could actually feel his shaft pulsing as he emptied his balls into my body. And then with one final thrust he grunted, and then collapsed on top of me.

Both of us lay panting like two dogs for a few minutes, and then McCann finally stepped back, dislodging his semi-hard prick from my well fucked pussy. As he did, I felt a river of sperm flowed out of my pussy and down over my sensitive asshole before dripping onto the desk.

I reached down between my legs and rubbed my pussy lips, which were still tingling from being stretched further than they ever had before. When I pulled my fingers away they were coated with a mixture of McCann’s cum and my own juices, and as he watched in disbelief, I brought my fingers up to my mouth and licked them clean, thinking to myself that Frankie’s cum had tasted better, but his wasn’t bad.

“So did the medicine help your itch,” he asked as he walked to a large cabinet.

I looked at him and said, “I think it was the medicine you shot into me that made the itch go away.”

He laughed as opened a box of sanitary wipes and took a few to clean the remnants of our fucking from his spent cock before handing the box to me, and as he pulled his pants back up he looked at me and said, “Well you are quite the amazing little temptress young lady… but who are you?”

As I wiped away the thick juices that were seeping from my satisfied pussy, I sat up and said, “My name is Alexis Drake… we’ve never actually met but my stepmother is Janice Drake… I believe you know her.”

All of a sudden, McCann turned white a sheet. Then he stuttered and stammered as he said, “Um, Janice Drake… yes, ummm, I believe we’ve met… I mean I think she shops here.”

I slipped off of the desk, and as I pulled my tiny shorts on I said, “Oh I think you know her quite well Mr. McCann, and since I’m going to be shopping here, I’ll be using the same pay plan as her.”

“You mean… she TOLD you about that,” he asked in a shocked tone.

“No she didn’t tell me, and how I know isn’t important… all that is that we have an agreement,” I said as I handed him my prescription, and then I said, “And I’m going to need these renewed for one year.”

“So you’re blackmailing me,” he asked with a dazed look in his eyes.

“Not at all Mr. McCann, all I’m saying is I want the same payment arrangement as my mom… I just provided you with a service you enjoyed very much, and now you are going to compensate me with the goods that I need,” I replied, and then I added, “And in the future, any other goods you provide me will be paid for in the same way, just like with my stepmom.”

“Well you are quite the shrewd businesswoman,” he said as he opened up my birth control prescription, but as he looked at it, his face went pale yet again as he said, “This is a brand new prescription… I thought you were already on birth control.”

“No, I said I had a prescription… you just assumed I was already on the pill,” I said.

“But what we just did… you could get pregnant,” he said very concerned.

“Well I guess you can say that possibility was my way of making sure we had a deal, so you’d better throw in some of those Plan B pills too, because you don’t want anyone to find out you got a high school girl pregnant,” I said as I grabbed a shopping cart, and then I said, “Now I’m going to do a little shopping while you fill that.”

McCann didn’t say a word as he began filling my prescription. In the mean time I made my way through the store. I wasn’t out to bankrupt the guy, just to take advantage of our new agreement. I hit the makeup aisle pretty hard, and I even found a ‘personal massager’ that was going to be my first vibrator.

When I was done, McCann bagged all my stuff, smiling when he saw the vibrator, and then he let me out the door, and as he did I said, “You don’t have to worry Mr. McCann, as long as we have a deal I will never tell anyone about this,” and then I added, “And maybe the next time I’m here, I’ll take your medicine a different way, I hear it can also be administered orally or anally.”

“You really know how to get what you want, don’t you young lady,” McCann said, shaking his head.

“I’m learning from the best,” I said as I waved goodbye and went to catch my bus.

When I arrived home, I hid my bags under the small front porch and then waited for Janice to go out before I retrieved them. Frankie had done all my chores and was over at Richie’s, and I was hoping he had following my advice and was getting Richie to give him a blowjob first. Then after putting everything from McCann’s away, I broke out my new vibrator, and as I thought about the next person upon whom I was going to use sex to get what I wanted, I had yet another orgasm.

FIN

Part II is on the way.