Taking Her Place

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  He groaned again as his cock began to harden further. As it stiffened, it wanted to pull upward, but I held it down with my hand, coating the head and the first few inches with my saliva.

  “Damn,” he whispered, encouraging me on. I bobbed my head slowly, keeping my lips and suction tight around him. It reached full hardness, jutting out from his balls in a rigid upward arc and penetrating my mouth.

  I focused on the tip with my lips and tongue, licking over the meaty slit and just below, fluttering the tip of my tongue over that special spot where all guys love to be touched. I was rewarded seconds later by the fresh taste of his drooling pre-cum, salty and slick on my tongue.

  His hands rested in my hair, the fingers combing through my tresses as he held my head firmly. He didn’t try to guide my motions, but instead held me as I set the pace.

  My tongue performed circles around his smooth glans, licking at the shiny skin. Each time I returned to the tip, he had more of his delicious juices waiting, which I licked quickly away before narrowing the tip of my tongue and pressing it into the fleshy slit, searching for more of his nectar.

  He groaned and grunted from my touch, and soon his breathing began to pick up. I began bobbing my head again, imitating the act of fucking with my mouth. My lips glided over his slick skin, bumping over the pronounced ridge on the way up, then once again on the way back down.

  “So good,” he whispered, as his hands began to unconsciously tighten and loosen in my hair.

  I used my free hand to cup his nuts, hefting their warm weight as he groaned his approval. Gently rolling them together in my tiny hand, I reveled in their manly feel. He was so much different than the high school boys I’d been with, and I realized that his additional masculinity was an incredible turn on for me. More than I thought it would be.

  I continued to blow him, making my mouth cunt-like as I gripped him tightly, loving the sensation of his thick hardness sliding through my oral embrace. My pussy was soaked just from sucking him, and I could feel my juices seeping into the cotton crotch of my bikini bottoms.

  My lips made wet, slurping sounds as they traveled up and down his slick skin. His pre-cum was flowing freely now, mixing with my spit to create a clear glaze that coated the top half of his erection, and ran in tiny rivulets down to his balls.

  His breathing deepened as he entered the final stretch, his fingers remaining tight now, pulling my hair in a deliciously painful way. I drove my face down onto him again and again, squeezing his nuts in time with my strokes.

  “Ohhh,” he grunted. “Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh.”

  His body was trembling as he neared the brink, his breath hitching and ragged. Each time I took him deep his cockhead rammed against the back of my throat, but I was beyond caring. All that mattered was his pleasure.

  Suddenly, his cock throbbed powerfully in my grip as he emitted a strangled grunt. A hard jet of cum blasted from the tip and rocketed against the back of my throat. Before I could swallow it, his dick pulsed again, spurting even harder this time, filling my mouth with more of his hot cream. His hands were tight fists in my hair, holding me in place as his erection jerked and spewed out its load.

  I fought to keep up, swallowing and taking his hot cum down my throat, but it was a losing battle, as his pent-up load kept coming and coming. It overflowed and spurted out from the corners of my lips, running down my chin to drip onto my bikini-encased breasts.

  All the while I kept my tongue moving, licking over his twitching cock as it sprayed my mouth with jizz. His groans and grunts were music to my ears, knowing his pleasure was the result of my touch.

  After several long moments, the storm abated, and his cock oozed out one last dollop of sperm onto my tongue. I licked it away, taking it down my throat to join the rest as I milked his erection with my hand, providing myself with additional milky drops of his precious fluids. His hands released their grip of my hair.

  He twitched and shuddered as I licked him clean, his cock beginning to soften in my grasp. After I gave his swollen cockhead one last kiss, he lifted me back up to my feet, where I smiled softly up at him.

  “Holy shit,” he whispered.

  I giggled. “Did you enjoy your housewarming gift?”

  “That was fucking amazing.”

  I smiled again. “I loved doing that for you.”

  “I could tell. But you’ve made a bit of a mess.” He ran a finger up my chin, scooping up some of his cum.

  I opened my mouth, and he slid the finger inside, where I sucked it clean. He repeated the process until most of the cum was gone from my chin. Then he did the same with the tops of my breasts, wiping off the escaped semen and feeding it to me.

  “You’re so damn sexy,” he said, his eyes filled with appreciation.

  I almost burst with pride. “I just wanted to make you feel good.”

  He pulled a napkin from the pile and wiped away all remaining traces of his cream from my skin.

  “Your turn,” he said, and slid an arm around me.

  “I don’t think we have–”

  My words were interrupted by the oven timer going off.

  “–time,” I finished with a smile.

  “It won’t take long, I promise.”

  I placed my hand on his chest. “I’d rather it did,” I said, grinning.

  He smiled too. “Okay. But you’re not leaving today until I pay you back.”

  “Mmm, I love the sound of that.”

  He cupped my pussy mound through my bottoms, then pushed the material aside before pressing one finger into my slit.

  “God, you’re so hot and wet,” he said, staring intently down at me.

  I shuddered from his touch. “Oooh.”

  He rolled his finger over my clit for several seconds, then pulled his hand away, causing me to groan again. He brought the finger to his mouth and sucked it clean.

  “So sweet,” he said. “Later, I promise.”

  I smiled as the raw desire pulsed through me. “You have me so hot. I’ve never felt like this.”

  He smiled, then leaned down and kissed me softly. I met his kiss, but the oven timer kept beeping, reminding us we had to get back to work.

  Chapter 27

  “This chicken is delicious, Julian,” Mom said after swallowing a bite.

  “I agree,” Dad added. “Luckily you had Beth helping you out.”

  Mom frowned and glared at her husband, but Julian just chuckled and said, “Beth was a great help. I couldn’t have done it without her.”

  “Yeah, right,” I said. “All I did was let him know how long to cook it. He did everything else.”

  We were all sitting around Julian’s new dining room table, with him at one end and my father at the other. Keeping with our plan to stay physically apart in front of my family, I was sitting next to my dad with my brother Sam between Julian and me.

  It was kind of surreal to be sitting here amid my family, including my brother-in-law, after having his dick in my mouth a half-hour earlier. I replayed the scene over and over in my head, recalling how his cock felt and tasted as it jetted its load into the back of my throat. And now he was sitting down there at the other end of the table talking to the rest of the family like nothing had happened.

  It was at that moment I realized I loved him. I wanted it all with him – love, marriage, kids – the whole deal. Yes, he belonged to my sister, but as sad as it was, that was over now. Cheryl would want him to be happy, and I was now convinced I was the one who could give him that.

  Of course, the only problem would be my family. The same people I loved would be the ones standing in the way of my happiness with Julian. Would they ever be able to accept me taking Cheryl’s place in Julian’s life? I had my doubts about that. Cheryl had been their first-born, and they’d been so happy when she married Julian. And now here I was ruining all those memories of their daughter. How could they ever accept that?

  I looked up from my plate to see my mom staring across the table at me.

  “S
omething wrong?” she asked.

  “No, I’m fine.”

  “You look like something’s bugging you.”

  “I’m fine, Mom. I’m just happy we’re all together again. Cheryl would’ve wanted it this way.”

  She nodded as she continued to stare at me. “Yes, she would have.”

  “Hey guys,” Julian said to my brothers, “I just bought the new X-box yesterday. After we’re done eating, you want to help me set it up?”

  “Cool!” the boys shouted in unison, and I smiled at Julian’s talent in lightening the mood. But when I looked back at my mom, she was still watching me with a concerned expression.

  After dinner, Dad sat on the recliner while Julian and the boys set up the video game. Mom and I remained in the kitchen, cleaning up.

  We were quiet for a while, but as we loaded the dishwasher, she spoke,

  “You sure nothing’s wrong?” she asked.

  “Mom, I’m fine.”

  “I’m just saying, if you need anyone to talk to.”

  “Thanks, but there’s nothing to talk about.”

  “I know you broke up with Ricky a while back. Any new guys on the horizon?”

  “I’ll be heading off to college in a few months. I don’t want to start anything now.”

  “Not even to have a little fun?”

  My eyebrows rose. “Mom!”

  “Don’t ‘Mom’ me. I was eighteen once too. I know what it’s like.”

  I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation. “So you’re saying I should find a guy to screw around with?”

  “You’re on the pill. There’s no harm in having a little fun.”

  “Is that what you did when you were eighteen?”

  “I didn’t meet your father until I was twenty-two. Do you think I was a virgin until then?”

  “Mom, that’s gross.”

  “Honey, this is the time of your life when you try guys on for size. It’s how you find out what you like and don’t like. When I met your father, I had enough experience to know he was the one for me. Without that experience, I might’ve passed him up.”

  “But you two fight all the time.”

  “Honey, we don’t fight. We bicker.”

  “What’s the difference?”

  “It’s just how we communicate. Trust me, we’re still completely in love with each other. When we’re alone, it’s just like it’s always been between us. He treats me special.”

  “Okay, I don’t think I want to hear about what you two do when you’re alone.”

  She smiled. “I’m just saying, I want the same thing for you. I want you to eventually find someone to be happy with.”

  “And you won’t care who that is?”

  She gave me a curious look. “Of course not. Why do you ask?”

  I realized I’d said too much. “I mean, when I do eventually find him.”

  “If he makes you happy, then I don’t care who he is.”

  “Okay, thanks for saying that.”

  “So, have you met a new guy yet?”

  I shrugged. “Maybe. Things aren’t really settled at the moment.”

  She nodded. “Fair enough. Just so you know I’m here to talk if you want to.”

  “Thanks, Mom. I appreciate that.”

  We finished with the kitchen and then went in and joined the guys, who were involved in a rowdy videogame where they were shooting each other on the screen. After a few minutes, Julian let the boys play by themselves and sat on the couch between my mom and me. He’d changed before dinner from his swimming trunks into a pair of khaki shorts and a collared shirt. I’d changed also, out of my bikini and into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.

  “You have a nice place here, Julian,” Mom said. “It seems a lot safer than your old apartment.”

  “Yeah, it is. You don’t have to worry when Beth visits anymore.”

  “That’s true. It’s nice to see you two getting along so well. Cheryl would’ve wanted that.”

  “I agree,” he replied. “Speaking of Beth, I still have a whole room of boxes that need to be put away. So I’d like to borrow her again.” He turned to me. “If you don’t mind, of course.”

  I was about to speak, when Mom answered for me. “Of course she doesn’t mind. In fact, if you want, she can stick around after we leave. You can bring her home when you’re done.”

  Julian turned to me again. “Is that okay with you, Beth?”

  I nodded and said “Yeah, no problem,” trying to sound like it didn’t matter either way.

  Mom smiled, proud of the fact that she’d volunteered me to help with Julian. Little did she know she’d just gotten played by her son-in-law.

  Chapter 28

  Twenty minutes later, Julian and I stood in his apartment’s parking lot and waved as my father drove the rest of my family away in their SUV. When they pulled out onto the street, we turned and headed back to the apartment.

  “I can’t believe you manipulated Mom like that,” I said as we walked. “She’s usually the one who does the manipulating.”

  He grinned. “Desperate times call for desperate measures, and I desperately wanted to be alone with you.”

  “Mmm, I like the sound of that.”

  “All during dinner, I was thinking about what you did for me, and what I wanted to do in return.”

  “And what’s that?”

  “I think you know.”

  “Tell me. I want to hear you say it.”

  We’d just entered the lobby, and instead of taking the stairs, he took me by the hand and pulled me into the elevator. After pressing the button for his floor, he turned to me as the door closed. Next thing I knew, I was in his arms and he was kissing me, our tongues meeting.

  Then he pulled back slightly and moved his mouth to my ear.

  “I want to lick your pussy until you scream. That’s what I want to do for you.”

  I groaned and melted into him, my lips searching for his as we kissed again. I felt his hardness against my stomach as our tongues danced together. My pussy was on fire, pulsing and drooling into my panties.

  The elevator door dinged and opened, and he took me by the hand once again and led me down the hall. I leaned against him as he opened the door, and once we got inside, we resumed our kiss.

  He lifted me easily into his arms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom. He lay me down sideways on the bed, leaning down with me, his weight settling between my spread thighs as we continued to kiss. I locked my feet at the small of his back, and ground my pussy up against his erection, all the while probing into his mouth with my tongue.

  The kiss lasted another minute, until finally he slid off me and onto his knees beside the bed. He pulled me with him, until my butt reached the edge of the mattress and my feet were on the floor. His hands gripped my hips and forced me to stand before him, his face directly aligned with my crotch.

  His fingers made quick work of the button and zipper of my pants, and then he was tugging them down, along with my panties. He pushed them all the way to my ankles and off my feet before gripping my hips once again. Then he leaned in and kissed my soft, vertical slit gently, causing me to groan in pleasure.

  His tongue wormed into me, licking through my slick folds in search of my clit. When he found it, I cried out and gripped his hair with my hands.

  “Yesss,” I groaned, and did my best to spread my legs, giving him room. His tongue fluttered over my swollen nub, sending jolts of pleasure through me.

  A moment later, he pulled his head back and used his hands to turn me around so that I was facing the bed. Then he pushed me against it, causing my thighs to press against the edge of the mattress. His hand moved to my back, and I felt myself being pushed downward, until I was lying face down on the bed with my feet still on the floor.

  The position caused my ass to tilt upward, directly in front of his face. He wasted no time in leaning into me, kissing the puffy swell of my pussy as it sat between my ass cheeks.
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  I groaned as I felt his tongue again, squirming through my intimate flesh. His strong hands gripped my ass cheeks and pulled them apart, giving himself room to feast on my exposed cunt.

  His tongue discovered my clit again, lapping at the swollen pea. I gripped the bedcovers and arched my face upward, grimacing at the pleasure flowing through me.

  I wanted to press back against him, but in my position I had no leverage, and could only lie there exposed to his mouth. I could feel his strength as he held me in place, his tongue relentless as it batted at my engorged clit.

  A moment later he began to lick up and down through my slick and smooth furrow, lapping at my split cunt like it was a juicy piece of fruit. I groaned and gasped from his intimate touch, doing my best to hunch my hips in time with his motions.

  Then I felt him begin to burrow into my pussy, probing deep as he stiffened his tongue. His face pressed firmly into the valley of my ass, his nose tickling my anus as his tongue reached deep. I groaned and tried to press my pussy back up against him, wanting him even deeper.

  He began to bob his head slightly, fucking me with his tongue. I gripped the bed covers more tightly and gritted my teeth, overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure. I could feel my inner walls grasping at his invasion, as if trying to pull him even deeper.

  Each time he pushed deep, his nose tickled my bum hole, sending another layer of pleasure rippling through me. My inner juices flowed, covering his lips and cheeks with the slick lubrication. I knew I could come this way, all I needed was another minute of his amazing touch.

  But he had other plans, and a moment later he lifted his face from between my butt cheeks. Then his powerful hands were turning me over, manipulating me until I was lying on my back with my ass on the edge of the bed.

  He hooked his hands behind my knees and bent my legs all the way back, until my knees were beside my breasts. This opened me completely to his hungry gaze, causing the split mound of my pussy to bulge upward, revealing the petals of my inner lips as the outer labia pulled apart. At the top juncture of my inner labia, my clit visibly protruded, looking smooth and round and slick with my juices.