Spring Hook-up

by Jack Ryder

  I put on a movie while we ate our pizza out on the couch using the coffee table as our dinner table. I was pleased when I saw that Candy had gotten us a medium pizza with everything on it and another medium that had Canadian Bacon and Pineapple on it.

  “Seems like we at least have one thing in common,” I chuckled when I saw it was my two favorite types of pizza. “That and we both live in homes that were owned by your father,” she added with a smile. “Yeah, there’s that,” I agreed.

  I placed what was left of the two pizzas in one box and Candy told me to put it in my fridge. When I got back to the couch, Candy handed me my refilled glass of sangria and then snuggled up next to me while we watched the last hour of the chick movie.

  I could see that her nipples were spiking while she sipped on her sangria. With my arm looped over her shoulder, my hand was dangerously close to her left breast.

  Each time she leaned forward to place her glass on the table, her breast would press into my hand momentarily. My dick was completely swelled to full erection when the movie ended.

  I was startled when Candy turned into my arms and crushed her lips against mine. For the next fifteen minutes, Candy and I had a smoking hot make-out session.

  Somewhere, about five minutes into the face sucking, I lifted my left hand and began groping on her gorgeous tits. They felt wonderful through the thin soft fabric of her t-shirt.

  About five more minutes later, Candy pressed her hand against my crotch and began vigorously rubbing on my boner through the fabric of my jeans.

  As I moved my hand down to rub on her pussy through her jeans. I could not remember feeling this excited since the first time I did this with a girl in high school.

  Just like in high school, Candy rubbed me to the point that I shot off in my pants. “Oh Yes, Oh Yes, Oh Yes,” I groaned as my boxer shorts became sticky with jizz.

  “Well, I better go home now,” Candy announced as she jumped up from the couch. I was in disbelief as I watched her glide over to the front door.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow, Jack,” Candy called to me from the door. “I had a wonderful time tonight! It was definitely a much better do over,” she purred. Then, she was gone.

  I sat there on the couch for good ten minutes. What the hell just happened? After I drained my glass of sangria, I finished off Candy’s glass too and then made my way back to the bedroom to go to bed.

  Chapter 5

  I awoke Sunday morning to the smell of coffee brewing and cooking bacon. That is surprising since I live alone.

  After I splashed some water in my face to wake up and took my morning pee, I wandered across the living room to the kitchen to see what the hell was going on.

  I stopped dead in my tracks when I entered the kitchen and saw Candy over at my stove cooking. The black leather leggings she had on were so skin tight that they fit her like cling wrap.

  Her tan shirt was completely open in the front only tied in a knot down by her waist. Since she had no bra on, I could see most of both tits and her belly all the way down to her belly button.

  “Oh, good morning sleepy head,” Candy called to me when she noticed me over by the entry. “I thought I’d surprise you with breakfast,” she told me cheerily.

  “How…Did you get in?” I mumbled. “It was easy! You left the patio sliding glass door unlocked,” she informed me with a huge smile on her face.

  “About last night,” I started timidly. “I’m sorry if…”

  “Don’t be silly! Last night was wonderful,” Candy cut me off. “I had a lot of fun and went home feeling like we made up for our rough start,” she told me.

  “I just thought…maybe I was a little…forward,” I told her apologetically. “Oh heavens no! I thought we were pretty hot,” she offered.

  “I just didn’t want it to go any further,” she told me. “I don’t want you to think I’m some easy slut. “Oh god no! I just got carried away a bit. But you know I would love see where things could go,” I told her.

  Breakfast is served,” Candy announced as she turned to face me with a plate of food in hand. My dick jumped behind my short multi-colored terry cloth robe when I sat that the leggings were so tight that she had the most indecent camel toe I have ever seen.

  I quickly sat down to conceal my boner. I had to adjust myself so my cock wouldn’t pop out the front of my robe since I am naked underneath.

  I came to your room to ask if it was alright to cook you breakfast,” Candy purred as she sat my breakfast in front of me. My mind flashed to the fact that I was on top of the blankets when I awoke. I was naked.

  “You…what?” I gasped. “You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn’t have the heart to wake you. I thought that maybe the smells from the kitchen would wake you up pleasantly,” she answered.

  “Yes. I guess you could say that it worked out that way,” I chuckled. “But I just couldn’t imagine where the good smells were coming from. I haven’t had a home cooked breakfast since…I left home,” I told her.

  I was delighted with the waffles and bacon that Candy set in front of me. It brought back memories when my little stepsister used to make breakfast for me before I left for college.

  That was ten years ago. For several moments, I had memory flashes of that ten year old girl who saw me as her big brother and hero even though we are not connected by any bloodline whatsoever.

  Candace was a cute little thing a little on the Tom Boy side when she was growing up. Her hair was a very light blonde color. But sort of washed out and almost whiteish in appearance.

  At this time, I had no idea that it was the very same Candace that was feeding me breakfast. I had no idea that this voluptuous platinum blonde woman was the very same girl.

  There was no way that I could equate that ten year old awkward little girl with this stunning beautiful woman standing in my kitchen with her tits nearly falling out of her loose shirt.

  My eyes were riveted to her as she approached the table for the second time with her breakfast in hand. My eyes couldn’t resist bouncing from her mostly exposed tits to the camel toe in the crotch of her tight black leggings.

  By the way that Candy was smiling at me, it was obvious that she is not offended by my staring at her girlie parts. “See something you like, sweetie?” she asked in a sassy tone. “Oh fuuuuuuck yes,” I groaned. She smiled even broader.

  My dick stayed hard as a brick the entire time we ate our breakfast. Each time she leaned forward to eat her food off her fork, I would see at least one nipple. Now and then, I saw both.

  Now and then, Candy would look up at me and wink playfully as if she were completely aware of what is happening with her shirt.

  “I feel like we are gunna become very close, Jack” she announced as she got up to take our dishes to the sink.

  My dick oozed some precum down my right thigh when I saw her smooth bare ass pressed against the fabric of the leggings. I could see the fabric wedged into the crack of her ass.

  After Candy washed her hands in the sink and dried them off with the dish towel, she turned to face me with her hands behind her on the counter.

  I could see almost all of her two breasts with her posed like that. “I have some shopping to do this afternoon, but I made reservations for dinner tonight,” she announced. “I want to celebrate my first nursing job,” she informed me. “I want to celebrate it with you,” she added.

  Chapter 6

  I waited out on my front steps at a couple of minutes before six. I figured I could save her a few steps if I just meet her on the walkway.

  “Wow!” I gasped softly when she stepped out of her condo and started making her way to me. Her shapely legs were ensconced in what looks like black transparent hose.

  She is wearing a matching top and bottom that is made of washed out blue denim. The very short skirt allows me to see lots of leg which seem longer since she is wearing 4-inch platform heels.

  Her top is a matching short waisted jean jacket that is buttoned near the waist but ope
n in front allowing me to see what I think is a black transparent leotard under the jacket.

  “You look stunning,” I told her as I met her on the walkway just behind her black bug that has red dots to make it look like a lady bug.

  She tried to convince me to take me in her car. I insisted that we take mine. “I barely ever get to drive my Hummer,” I told her.

  Candy directed me to one of those fancy Steak and Seafood restaurants that is inside of a expensive hotel. The maître d immediately ushered us to a booth table near the back.

  I noticed that there were men sitting at the bar who’s entire bodies swiveled to keep their eyes trained on Candy as we made our way to the table.

  My eyes must of shot wide open as I watched Candy slide onto the bench seat of our booth. Her very short denim skit rode up and I got a beaver shot that exposed the fact that her panty hose were crotchless.

  I quickly diverted my attention so Candy could know I’d seen her bare pussy. I took a few moments to ask the maître d some innocuous questions to keep my attention away till she was finally situated.

  When I glanced at the men at the bar, the way their mouths were hanging open told me that Candy had shot them a beaver shot as well. I smiled over at them and winked. Then, they turned back around to face the bar.

  While we were eating, I could hear dancing music vibrating through the wall behind us. “It sounds like the music is really loud tonight,” I pointed out.

  “Oh, that’s the night club part of this hotel,” Candy informed me. “That’s where we’re going next after we eat,” she told me with a smirky grin.

  “Got everything all planned out in that pretty little head of yours,” I joked merrily. “Oh, I don’t know. There may be a few surprises tonight. We’ll just have to wait and see,” Candy answered me.

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  Candy hooked her arm around my arm like a girlfriend might do was we walked around to the night club.

  With it being a Sunday evening, the place wasn’t nearly as crowded as it would have been on Friday or Saturday.

  Candy pointed out a nice table near the dancing floor but also against a wall. As soon as we were seated, a cocktail waitress came over to take our drink order.

  Candy ordered a vodka with cranberry juice on the rocks. I ordered a pilsner in a glass that held two pints of the beer.

  We had just received our drinks and I paid the waitress when the DJ came back from his break. “Now that you lovebirds have had a chance to flirt shamelessly with each other, let’s start off with a nice slow song,” he announced.

  What he did not tell us was that he was going to play three very long slow songs in a row. What he did not mention was that Candy opened more buttons of her jean jacket and I could see down her front enough to see her bare breasts in their entirety.

  “I’ve wanted to be in your arms since you met me in front of my home,” Candy whispered in my ear while she rubbed those tits all over my chest.

  At 5 foot 6 inches tall, her 4-inch heels makes her 5 foot 10 so she can rest her cheek against my chest right below my shoulder blade since I’m 6 foot 2.

  I want us to be very close, Jack…very close,” Candy murmured softly. It was at that moment that I noticed that she was grinding her pussy against my left thigh.

  It was half way through the second dance that Candy pressed her lips against me so voraciously that I thought she’d suck the life out of me. For a moment, I got a vision of a succubus that I had seen on some stupid SyFy movie.

  The third song was just beginning when Candy broke off from the kiss and softly suggested that we go home now.

  When I glanced down at the bulge in my dress slacks, Candy giggled in a girlie sort of way and told me that people would be surprised if I didn’t have a boner after that long steamy kiss.

  Candy held my hand and pulled me as if she were in a hurry while we made our way to my Hummer after stopping at the hat and purse check area to retrieve her purse.

  As I slipped my key into the passenger door to let Candy into my Hummer, I was thankful that I had not even drank half of my beer. I was in no way even near tipsy or over the limit.

  “I want to spend the night with you Jack, I want to sleep with you,” Candy blurted out when we were half way home from the Hotel/Night Club.

  “Are you sure about this?” I gasped in disbelief. “I mean, we’ve barely met each other. You really don’t know very much about me,” I pointed out.

  “I know enough, Jack! I know a whole lot more than you aware of,” she answered me. “I promise you’ll know everything you need to know before we crawl into bed together,” she told me softly.

  Chapter 7

  I excused myself to go use the restroom as soon as Candy and I came into my condo. I figured it would give me a few moments alone to sort out Candy’s plan to sleep with me.

  After washing my hands and throwing some water in my face, I went back out into the living room with the intention of getting everything straight with her.

  “Holt shit!” I gasped softly to myself as I came into the living room and saw Candy standing near the couch pit.

  Candy has removed her skirt and heels. The jean jacket is fully open exposing that the outfit beneath is a black shear body stocking.

  I could clearly see her tits through the thin black nylon. Her smooth bare pussy was completely exposed through the massive opening around the crotch area.

  “Jack, do you think I’m sexy?” Candy called to me as she shrugged off the jacket so she is now dressed only in the body stocking. “Are you kidding me? Just look at the boner you just created,” I told her.

  “Do you think you could ever love someone like me? Would it be possible for me to be your girlfriend?” Candy asked as she approached. My cock was tenting the front of my slacks obscenely.

  “I would love to have you for a girlfriend,” I told Candy softly. “But we know so little about each other…I think we should take some time to get to know each other,” I suggested rationally.

  “I believe that we both know a lot more about each other than many couples do after ten years of marriage,” Candy suggested. “How could that be?” I asked curiously.

  “Let me ask you this, Jack. The name Candy is a short version of another name. What would that name be?” Candy asked me.

  “It’s a shortened version of the name Candace,” I answered her wondering what her point in this was. “You have a Candace in your life already. Do you remember her?” Candy asked as she pushed me back to the couch to force me to sit down.

  “Yes, I grew up…Wait? Are you telling me that you are Candace?” I gasped in disbelief. “Yes, baby! I am THAT Candace,” Candy told me.

  “Oh my gawd! I rubbed…your pussy last night?” I gasped in horror. “We petted each other like a couple of horny teenagers,” I lamented.

  “That’s right, we did Jack,” Candy chuckled. “And it was the most fun that I have had since I was in high school,” she added with a wink.

  “But, we can’t…you’re my stepsister,” I muttered timidly. “Yes, Jack…we can!” Candy exclaimed. “When you father passed away, I became just another girl in your life. I am no longer my step brother,” Candy suggested.

  “What…are you saying?” I asked curiously. “I’m saying that I have had a crush on you since I was ten years old! I’m saying that now that we are no longer related in any way, we could be free to have whatever kind of relationship that we want,” Candy answered me.

  “You really want to do this with me?” I asked softly still partially in disbelief. “More than anything in the world, Jack. More than you could ever imagine,” she answered.

  Without saying another word, Candy pulled my shirt off over my head and then yanked my shoes and socks off.

  “I felt that big boner of yours while we were dancing,” Candy murmured while she unfastened the front of my pants and began pulling them off.

  “Yeah, that usually happens when I have a gorgeous woman dry humping herself on my leg,” I chuckled
my answer.

  “Look at Thaaaaaaat,” Candy purred when my dick sprang free and she saw my fat cucumber sized 9-inch for the first time. “Is that for Meeeeeee?” she cooed softly.

  “Oh Fuuuuuuuuck,” I groaned when she bent forward and gobbled my cock into her hot drooling mouth. “Fuck that’s good,” I moaned.

  Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, Gluck…As Candy forced my cock into her throat over and over, I could feel her sloppy saliva drooling down the length of my steely hard pecker. I could see her throat bulging each time my dickhead rammed into her esophagus.