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Crossing The Border [part 1 of 2]
By: Brodie McKellar (brodie.mckellar@gmail.com)What the fuck was I thinking? Agreeing to take in a university student. I mean hey, most guys would die to have an athletic 19-year-old brunette walking around the house. But when you’re as pent up as I am, the last thing you need around is another cock tease.
Things with the wife haven’t been great. And really, if she hadn’t gotten knocked up eight years ago, our relationship wouldn’t have lasted very long. But, trying to do the right thing, I made an honest woman out of her. And now, eight years and another kid later, I’m stuck in this go-nowhere relationship with someone I can’t see eye-to-eye with on anything. It’s no big surprise to you then that I haven’t been laid in about six months.
Yeah… pent … up … as … fuck.
I didn’t see much of Stacey these days. They just changed her shift so we works overnights. Nice that I can get the bed to myself, and, (let’s face it), the less I see her, the less fighting there is.
Enter Nicole.
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Stacey’s idea. Thought it would be great for the house dynamic. Personally, I really didn’t think we’d have the room, but lo and behold, once Stacey did away with my workout room, we had lots of room. Great girl though. Really pretty and great with the ki**. She wasn’t loud, always very cheery and outgoing. Taking psychology or some damn thing.
I’m just sitting here, watching the late news, trying to unwind from the day. Took forever to get the ki** to bed, but now that they’re out I can sit and think. Or so I thought, until Nicole came up to watch the news with me. Her bedroom’s downstairs right across from ours. And though we have a TV down there, she’s got to come up and watch mine.
I know what you’re thinking, what’s the damn problem? Well, she’s up here in this oversized shirt she sometimes uses as pyjamas, and she’s not wearing much else. God, I think I can see her panties. So, I’m just sitting here, trying to ignore what’s beside me here. I mean, she’s 19 and I’m 31, how unfair is this? Man, what I wouldn’t give to go back in time, just to have a shot at someone who looks like this.
Is she wearing makeup? This girl almost never wears makeup. Did she get all dolled up for bedtime? I must be delusional. Damn does she look good. Oh, she’s stretching now. Her tits look so good under that white shirt. I can see her nipples showing through. I tell you, I’d better get laid soon, or I’m going to burst.
I can’t even concentrate on what’s happening on the screen. My eyes just keep darting over at this tight little body beside me. Fuck, don’t get a boner, don’t get a boner. C’mon baseball, stock quotes… my fucking mother-in-law. Oh man, she’s opening her legs. Yeah, panties full to the world. Is she really this stupid? Maybe I should say something. One part of me feels responsible for the girl. I mean, she’s not my kid, but she is living under my roof. Another part of me wants to see her naked, bent over and begging for more. God, I can’t take this anymore. I’ve got to get it out of my system.
I think I’m going to call it a night. I get up and head downstairs.
Ben? she calls after me, everything alright?
Fine. Yeah, just fucking peachy. Gotta be quiet so she doesn’t hear me jerking off.
The bathroom downstairs is pretty small, but I don’t need a lot of room. I close the door and consider using cold water. Would be a little more inconspicuous. Naw, I’ve got to unload. I just start beating it like it owes me money. Then, a knock at the door. What the fuck? Did the ki** get up again? Damn, there’s just no privacy in this house.
Yeah?
Ben, what are you doing?
I’m in the bathroom … I’m going to the bathroom. Why is she bothering me? She doesn’t even realise how much anguish she’s caused me already. Shit, the door’s opening, gotta remember to fix that lock. Grab a towel and cover up, sit down on the toilet like I’m in the middle of something else. Shit, the lid’s closed.
She just stands there, looking at me, shaking her head.
What … are you doing?
I sigh. Completely busted. Beating off, okay? I’m beating the fuck off. Is that alright with you?
Yeah, Ben, I know you’re beating off, I knew that’s what you were going to do when you left the living room, I mean, WHY are you beating off?
I dunno, just … frustrated I guess.
She half laughs, I waltz upstairs, wearing nothing but a shirt and some cotton panties. Stretching, flashing my camel toes. And that doesn’t give you ANY ideas?
What?
I was waiting for you to make a move.
I stand up, trying to stuff my stiff member back into my jeans. Nicole, look, you’re very attractive…
…yeah, attractive enough that I make you beat off in the bathroom…
…okay, but I have my ki** to think about. If Stacey every found out…
Stacey’s never going to find out. Ben, you and Stacey are wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. But you’re fucking married, not dead. I’m in school now, and the last thing I need is a boyfriend. But, that doesn’t mean I don’t need to get laid now and then. You’re in a rough situation. So, why don’t you just grow a pair of nuts and fuck me? I mean, you’ve got me living here. Take advantage of it.
That sounds a little too good to be true.
She half-laughs again, well, it’s not. You have to get me off twice every time, or I’m ratting us out, she jokes.
She leads me by the hand back to my bedroom. We kiss standing up for awhile and then takes off the shirt.
Her tits … her tits are perfect. Not quite D cups, but I’d guess C cups… easy. And perky as hell. I mean, she doesn’t need a bra. I notice I’m staring too long when she talks.
Yeah, they’re real.
They’re unreal
Thanks she whispers through a smile, undoing my buttons and pressing those gorgeous mams against my bare chest. I slide my hands under her panties to grab her bare ass. She starts to giggle.
Careful, I’m ticklish there.
I feel some relief as my throbbing cock is freed from my jeans as they fall around my ankles.
Shit, Ben. I knew you were packing, but this is huge. She lies on the bed, the moonlight from the basement window highlighting her perfect frame as she slips off her panties. I’m still a little dumbfounded. This is the perfect woman. Only, about a decade too young. I can still see her bright green eyes even in this dark. She’s running her hands up and down her long legs, her full hips, her chiselled abs. Her hands cupping those perfect breasts.
I’m waiting, she whispers in the dark.
I’m coming. I just need to take this in.
Look, it’s been a long time, I’m worried that-
-I’m not, she reaches up and takes my hand. I step out of my jeans as she guides me to the bed. We start kissing softly. The whole house seems so quiet right now. She rolls on top of me, and starts kissing down my neck, over my chest down my stomach and takes me full in her mouth.
As I expect, I come in no time. And she takes in every drop like a champ. She lies with her head on my chest. I have a treasure trail running down my belly and she’s running her fingers over it. Her hair smells great. Like, lilacs or something. She gives me a few minutes to recover and then she’s kissing my neck again, forcing her tits into my mouth. And wouldn’t you know it, I’m hard again. Hard, and ravenous. My nervousness is gone and I want this girl. I want her worse than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. I want to lick every inch of her body and then swallow her whole.
We start kissing so hard it hurts. She bites my bottom lip as she straddles me. Her hot wet pussy on my belly. I grab those gorgeous tits and start biting the nipples.
Ow, not too hard, she whispers, but I can’t help it.
I want to fuck her so hard her great-grand ki** feel it. She lifts up that tight ass and starts rocking her pelvis until her cunt finds my cock, and she slowly slides down my shaft. We’re both moaning at the sensation. Her wet vag feels so hot against my dick. I want to pound her, but she’s in charge right now. And she’s teasing me. Slowly she rides me, my hands running up her legs over the swell of her ass, along her back and then cupping those amazing breasts. I run my right hand along her neck and cup her head and force her down to kiss me again.
She’s moving faster now as she puts her forehead on my shoulder. I can feel her hot breath steam up my chest.
She then whips her head back and pushes herself back, exposing her pussy to me. I run my hands up her thighs to her Y and start massaging her clit as she continues to ride me.
Yes Ben … oooooh Ben, right there, you got it! She’s still whispering, trying not to wake the ki**, but you can see she’s having trouble holding it in. She bites her lip and she comes. It looks like having to keep quiet is intensifying her pleasure.
She dismounts and I start kissing her neck and ears. My appetite is pretty strong, and I’m going to need to unload soon. I roll her on her side and lift her leg so I can enter her pussy from behind. Once inside, I let her leg drop down and start pumping as she lifts her arm up to hold the back of my head, giving my hand full access to her right tit.
She tilts her head to start kissing me. It’s a little awkward, but so very nice.
Now I realise I’m getting pretty close. Shit, it never once occurred to me to put on a condom. And if I get jizz all over the bed, it’s going to raise some questions with Stacey if I change the sheets.
Come inside of me. She whispers in my ear, don’t worry, I’m on the pill, just come in me. Fill me up Ben.
Now, this really is too good to be true. All systems are go. I just close my arms around her, shut my eyes and start hammering harder and harder.
I’m getting really close Ben, I want you to come with me. Fill me up Ben. Fill my cunt. Fill me to the brim. She starts moaning, I can see she’s coming again, and it’s just enough to put me over the edge.
It’s glorious … it’s so fucking glorious. Pumping in and out of that delectable twat, spurting over and over. Painting her insides with my hot spooge. It’s even getting to the point that I’m wondering if I’m ever going to stop coming.
Fuuuuuuck.
I lay back and she lays her head on my chest again and we cuddle for awhile.
I wake up as she slowly gets up.
Wow, I was dead out there for a few minutes. She leans over of me, brushes her hair behind her right ear and leans down to kiss me.
Look, I’d better get to bed, and you’d better get into the shower before Stacey gets home. She pauses, those bright green eyes staring at me for a bit. You’re a great guy Ben. And you’re in a tight spot right now. But things are going to get good for you again, they will. In the meantime, I hope I can help out a bit.
You’ve helped out … a LOT. I can’t believe this act of kindness. Nicole… why are you doing this? I mean, you can have any guy you want.
Well, you’re pretty accessible. I mean, your bedroom’s right next to mine. But I know you’re not looking for a relationship, and neither am I. And … I like you Ben. You’re good-looking, you’re great with your ki**. You do so much for your family, and for me, that just goes unnoticed. I guess you just kind of … deserve it. She beds down and kisses me again. You have to promise me that we can sleep together sometime, she laughs, I mean, sleep-sleep. Like, after the sex.
I promise and watch her get up.
My juices start dripping out of her and she catches it with her panties. Putting on her shirt, she kisses her hand and pats my leg with it. I watch her close the door to her room and reflect for awhile before heading up to the shower.
Life is suddenly very good again.
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