by MF Isaacs
I wasn’t above begging, “Please take me in your mouth. Please suck my cock.” She followed my plea. Taking me to the back of her throat in one suck. She bobbed her head, loosely sucking and wetting me. Then she increased the pressure of her sucking, releasing me enough to flick the tip with her tongue. Then repeated the process all over again. Within minutes I was ready to blow, but I didn’t want to cum in her mouth. I needed to fill her pussy. She tried to resist when I pulled her off me, but telling her, “Stop, I can’t reach you. I need to feel you.” was enough to get her to release me.
“Sierra, come here.” I was pulling her up my body, I lifted her by the hips to get her straddling me. Once she was there I lifted the bottom of her pajamas up so I could see the tiny panties she was wearing, I needed both hands free to get her panties out of the way for my cock. “Hold this...oh fuck look at how wet you are. These panties don’t even count as panties. Fuck there is nothing but a piece of string covering your pussy. Oh god.” She didn’t let me rub the tip around her opening, she took over as soon as the tip was lined up with her opening. She slammed herself down my cock and rotated her hips like mad. I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed her naked; see through or not, I needed it out of my way. I sat up and quickly pulled it over her head. With her tits free, she arched her back and thrust them towards my face. I didn’t need verbal directions, I covered her nipple with my mouth and sucked as much of her tit into my mouth as I could. Mouth full, I didn’t release. Instead I pulsed my tongue in the same rhythm as her pussy was doing to my cock. I could feel her orgasm building. Before it crashed, I switched to her other tit, giving it the same treatment. She rocked, slammed, and rotated on my cock. I was ready to blow, I needed her with me. I took hold of her hips and held her balls deep on my cock, then bounced my hips off the bed without letting her move off my cock. The bouncing impact causing me to hit her g spot with an extra punch. She didn’t speak, she didn’t scream, she didn’t beg; but there was no doubting the pleasure of her orgasm. I darted my eyes back and forth between watching the pleasure on her face and the moisture leaking out her pussy. Watching either would have driven me over the edge, but seeing them both all while feeling the pulsing grip of her pussy sent me into orbit. Seriously, my world went black, the stars were all I could see. I had never experienced anything like it before.
I pulled her into my body, chest to chest I wrapped her in my arms and held on tight. Slowly, I opened my eyes; realizing everything was still hazy, I pulled her in tighter. I could feel her rubbing up and down my back, shoulders, and arms. Sucking in a huge breath I slowly let it out and tried again. When I realized I could see again, I pulled back enough to look her in the eyes. Resting my forehead against her, I could feel my grip on what just happened slipping.
She didn’t move, she didn’t rush me. She just looked into my eyes as I worked through what happened. She smiled a smile that reached her eyes; honest to god they sparkled and I could feel the love in them. It gave me what I needed in order to tell her what had been going through my mind all day. “I don’t want you to go on birth control. If you aren’t pregnant yet, I want you to be soon. I want to build a family with you. Soon Sierra, I want to ask you to marry me. Not here, not right now, but soon.” I could see the tears filling her eyes but I couldn’t stop telling her, “I counted 10 baby filled strollers today. I watched each and every one of them. I watched the moms and I watched the dads; it just made me realize how much I want that with you. I know you want to drop out of school here, will you consider moving by me? We can take the next couple of weeks to work through the details, I realize you might not want to live with me at my parents’ house. What do you think?”
By the time I stopped talking, the tears that were welling up were now rolling down her cheeks. She dropped her forehead to my shoulder, ultimately hiding her face from me. I slowly traced her spine with the tips of my fingers, giving her reassurance while also offering her comfort. I needed to know what she was thinking, “Talk to me Sierra. Tell me what’s going through your head.”
She sat up facing me before she spoke. “After last night, I noticed the strollers too. I didn’t just look at the parents I looked at the babies too. I couldn’t help but wonder what our baby would look like. It made me realize how excited I am at the thought of having a baby with you. Before you, I thought I would eventually have children when I hit my thirties. With you, I can’t help but be excited at the possibility that we could be having a baby.”
“So, what about the other stuff I said? What are your thoughts about getting married? What about moving?” I held my breath as she spoke.
“I am not worried about getting married. I always assumed that I would be married when I have children, but surprisingly I am not freaked out at the idea of having a baby without being married. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to get married someday.” I think she could feel the tension in my body building, because she started talking faster. “I do however want to live with you. At the rate we are going, I will probably be pregnant by the end of the semester, which would be a good time to make the transition.”
“One more question, before I flip you onto your back and fuck you. If I asked you to marry me, what would you say?” I didn’t really like her previous answers, I couldn’t help but wonder if she said it to give me a break, or if she said it so she wouldn’t put pressure on me. I thought most girls were the ones putting pressure on the guy to get married. So far, it looks like it might be the opposite with us.
“Wow, I um. I would want to make sure you weren’t asking me just because of the baby, assuming there is a baby. If I knew it wasn’t because of a baby, I would say yes.” Good enough for me. I proceeded to do exactly what I said I would. I flipped her onto her back and fucked her. Afterward we slept for a little bit, before I rocked her from behind. Once she fell asleep for the second time I pulled on my t-shirt and boxers and made my way out to the couch. Knowing that my dad would be by for Hannah super early, I didn’t want Sierra to be embarrassed that my dad knew I spent the night with her.
The following day sucked, bad. I had to say goodbye to Sierra. It would be approximately two weeks before I would get to see her again. I didn’t care that our families were standing around while we said goodbye. I only cared that she and I were on the same page.
So, it was pretty hard keeping Steve’s secret. He hadn’t made exact plans to propose to Hannah, but he keeps sending me different pictures of engagement rings. Each one more ridiculous than the last. I explained to him that women don’t care how much money guys spend, they just want something that fits them and that the guy took the time to pick for them. Okay, so some women probably care about the money spent but Hannah wasn’t one of them.
Calvin and I spent as much time as possible on the phone or messaging back and forth. We agreed that if I haven’t started my period by Thanksgiving, I would take a pregnancy test while we were together. He was worried I would take a test without him and he wanted us to find out at the same time. I agreed, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t going crazy wondering.
As soon as Hannah got her drivers license, she was hell bent on us going to the outlet mall which is about an hour north of us. It was the perfect escape for me, all the thoughts racing through my mind were driving me crazy. I could only run so much and I was worried that running that much might not be a good idea if I am in fact pregnant.
When we got to the outlet mall, Hannah insisted on coffee before we started shopping. I quickly told her I would get them, since I knew I couldn’t really have my normal energy spritzer. Thankfully the barista quickly filled me in on an alternative that would still taste good and wouldn’t be detected unless of course someone tasted it. Rather than using energy drink, she used sprite so it still had carbonation and looked the same as it usually did.
We had a great time shopping. It was the perfect distraction from all the thoughts I had going on. Instead of wondering about all the what’s, if’s, and buts, I wondered if Cal’s mom would like the wine glas
ses I picked out for her. We had a blast picking out stocking stuffers for everyone. We both got new shoes and got all the guys new work out clothes. We ended the shopping trip at Lucy’s Lingerie. I planned on getting new bras and underwear to drive Cal crazy. After seeing the way Cal responded to my barely-there g-string, I was willing to spend a lot of money, Hannah convinced me to spend even more. While at the counter paying for our stuff, the sales lady told us to sign up for the drawing to win a boudoir photo shoot.
On the way back to campus, we stopped for a late lunch slash early dinner. We went over everything we bought then started making plans for the week. We only had class for 5 more days before we got the whole week of Thanksgiving off. I couldn’t wait to spend that much time with Cal. The most we’d been able to spend together was 2 nights. Including the weekends, this was going to be 9 nights.
Hannah always over shared information about her physical relationship with my brother. In the beginning, it made me a little uncomfortable but then I realized I was probably the only person she was able to talk to about it. I listened without giving anything back. I didn’t think she would judge me, but it wasn’t something I wanted to talk about with anyone other than Calvin.
That changed a little bit when I overheard the telephone call Hannah got Monday while we were studying. It was clear from her squealing that she won a drawing of some sort. It quickly dawned on me that it was the one we entered while shopping at Lucy’s Lingerie. I sat beside her and watched as she made notes of what the caller was saying. When she wrote down a website I quickly grabbed my laptop and opened the site. As Hannah said goodbye, the site loaded with some amazing pictures. Most of the subjects were beautiful but even the images of those who weren’t model worthy were breathtaking.
I gave Hannah a few minutes to explain what she won. She told me the photographer said she had her choice of a 12-month calendar or a hardback photo book. Just the thought of being able to give Cal a present like that made me instantly jealous. I could contain my excitement for Hannah, but at the same time I told her how much I wanted to do it too. She agreed to call the photographer back and see if I could pay to do a shoot at the same time as Hannah. Admitting that I wanted to be able to give Cal a present like that was the most Hannah was going to get about my physical relationship. When the photographer agreed, we quickly scheduled the shoots for Thursday since we had blocked that time out for salon appointments. Once we were confirmed for Thursday we updated to our scheduled salon appointments to Wednesday.
Wednesday, after spending more hours than I would like to count at the salon, I had perfect highlights; I had a small trim; I had perfect red finger and toe nails; I had perfect eyebrows, thanks to the micro blading; I had zero pubic hair, thanks to the full Brazilian wax. Honestly, I felt like a million bucks. It was a handful of simple things, but when added together, made me feel like I deserved the world.
Wednesday night Hannah and I packed up all our sexy underwear and bras. I included the white silk nightie and the turquoise baby doll Calvin tore off me. Thursday I was too excited to sit through class so I skipped. My grade in that class was borderline failing and I wasn’t naive enough to think that I could get my grade up. So, unlike I normally would do, I decided not to worry about it. Thankfully Hannah left me the spare key so I was able to load everything in the car before Steve could see what we were taking. I don’t know what she told him about where we were going but whatever it was, he seemed okay with us being gone. In that moment, I was thankful that Calvin didn’t live nearby. I didn’t have to worry about telling him where I was going. I sent him a text, so he wouldn’t worry, but I didn’t need to give details.
Me: Heading out to last minute shop with Hannah. I only have about 5% on my battery so it will probably die before I get back. Just wanted you to know I am thinking of you. Can’t wait until tomorrow. Love you Cal.
Cal: Love you too Sierra. Get a second charger while you are out. Call me as soon as you can.
Me: Will do.
And just like that, I didn’t have to worry about him wondering where I was. Hopefully once he finds out, he’ll forgive me.
So, Hannah was a natural at the whole photo shoot. It doesn’t hurt that she has a perfect hourglass figure with big tits. The whole gang from Heidi who did our hair, to Rachel who did our makeup, to Mary who was the main photographer, to Julie who was the assistant photographer were amazing. I watched as Rachel and Heidi did their magic, it was in that setting that I realized they were doing exactly what I wanted to do. Throughout the rest of the session, I tried to escape my mind and allow my body to do what they asked but it was a struggle, especially when I had spent so many hours wondering what I was going to do with my life. In the blink of an eye, the luck of the drawing, I saw with absolute clarity what I wanted to do with my life.
Hannah and I were exhausted by the time we finished the photo shoot. Our connection, our friendship, shifted throughout the afternoon. I don’t know if the shift was because I figured out what I wanted to do with my life or if it was because I no longer felt lost. The shift could have been from me accepting my sexuality, understanding the reality that we all have sexual desires. I understand that just because I don’t want to talk about mine, doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
I was beyond ready for Sierra to be here. I arranged to have a few days off work while she was here. I love my work, but I recently decided I love Sierra more and I wish I could have taken the whole week off while she was here. But, she made sure I knew she and Hannah already had shopping plans for the day after Thanksgiving so I didn’t need to take that day off.
I was almost done for the day when I saw my sister’s new car pull up outside the showroom window. I had just assumed they would head straight to the house, so seeing Sierra step out of the backseat sent all the blood flowing south. Instantly, my cock started to harden at the simple sight of her. Her hair was lighter and styled a little different, I probably wouldn’t notice either of those things if I didn’t obsessively look at her picture on my phone.
As soon as she was close enough, she launched herself into my arms. She apparently had no qualms about where we were because she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. Rather than put on a show for everyone to see, I quickly walked her down the hall and into the break room. Other than the bathroom, it was the only room in the building that wasn’t made of mostly glass. I slowly set her on the counter so I could see her face.
“Hi sweetheart. I am so happy you are finally here. I’ve missed you.” I gently kissed her lips as she smiled her heart stopping smile.
“Hi Cal. I can’t believe I’m finally here. It feels like forever since I’ve seen you or been in your arms.” She wiggled against my growing erection then leaned into my ear so she could whisper, “I can’t wait to be naked with you again.”
“Damn, I wasn’t expecting that. It’s not helping my situation.” I leaned into her further so she could feel me. “I would give anything to be inside you right now.”
Of course, it was just then my dad walked in. “Seriously? Get out of here. I’ll tell your sister and Steve you will meet them at the house.” Sierra buried her face in my chest so she didn’t have to look at him.
I had no shame, it wasn’t like she was some slut I was hooking up with in the backroom. I’m not proud to say it, but I’ve been there and done that. This was totally different. I led her out to my truck which was parked out back. Once I had her buckled in, I made my way to the driver’s side. In that minute, I wished I had a bench seat or a smaller vehicle. I could hold her hand over the center console but I wanted more than that. I wanted her tucked into my side, I wanted to feel her pressed against me while I drove us home.
Unfortunately, Mom was home when we arrived so there would be no alone time. Mom hugged Sierra and told me to show her where she’d be staying, while she put together some food. I gladly guided Sierra to one of the guest rooms that was down stairs. I quickly shut the door behind me as soon as we stepped into
the room. Without warning I flipped her around and had her pinned against the door. I couldn’t wait, “Please, let me take you hard and fast right now. I don’t know how long before Hannah and Steve get here but I know my mom will be busy for at least ten minutes. I won’t make it until tonight if I don’t have you right now.” I felt like a teenager grinding myself against her as I begged.
“If we hurry. Don’t get completely naked. Just let me pull my pants down.” with that she sidestepped away from me, and walked over to the mirror topped dresser. She pulled her tight jeans and tiny panties down to her knees and bent over at the waist, giving me a full view of her already wet pussy and perfectly puckered ass. She didn’t have to tell me twice, I had my belt and pants undone and my hard as fuck cock lined up to enter her in one thrust.
I did just that. I was so busy watching my cock as it tunneled in and out of her pussy that I didn’t even realize the mirror was there. I took one second to reach around the front of her, to rub her clit, when I caught the movement in the mirrors reflection. It was then that I made eye contact with her and saw the pleasure written all over her face. Her eyes were glossed over, her lips were parted, and her cheeks were pink. It turned me on even more watching her. I took hold of her already loose ponytail giving it a small tug to get her to meet my eyes again in the mirror. When she did I quietly asked her, “Do you like that, do you like it when I pull your hair. Do you like knowing I’m watching your ass, as I pound into it. Do you want me to smack your ass?” I paused between each question, seeing if her body would answer for her. As I asked each question, her pussy clamped down harder on my cock. When I asked her about smacking her ass, I could feel her pussy gush with arousal. It was all I needed.
