Taking Her Place

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  Lust filled his eyes as he stared down at my revealed secrets. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of my cunt on full display. Then he leaned down and licked up through the slick, vertical slit, starting at the base and ending up at my clit, swirling his tongue in circles over the jutting nub.

  “Ooooh,” I breathed as I stared down at my brother-in-law’s handsome face. He was intent on what he was doing, focusing on giving me pleasure.

  He kissed me right on the clit, sucking the swollen little ball between his lips and into his mouth. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the tip of his tongue flicking over the smooth nub, sending my pleasure even higher.

  “Oh god,” I groaned. “Uhhhh.”

  His eyes turned upwards towards mine, and our gaze met as he continued to suck on my clit. He was watching my face as my pleasure rose, and I gasped from the sensation.

  I could feel my climax rushing at me, as his tongue beat a steady but light rhythm on my straining clit. He knew exactly what I needed, and drew the pleasure from me like a master.

  “Yessss,” I hissed, “that’s it. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

  I was seconds away, and I braced for the coming explosion. This was going to be good.

  But then he lifted his head, breaking the contact between his mouth and my swollen cunt.

  I groaned in frustration. “Please,” I whimpered. “Keep going.”

  Instead, he smiled softly up at me and pursed his lips, blowing gently on my protruding clit. I whined and groaned at the same time.

  I panted as the pressure receded, my imminent climax not so imminent anymore. When he saw my face relax, that was his cue, and he dropped his head again, capturing my clit once again.

  “Ohhhhh!” I cried as the pleasure returned. I watched intently as his lips gripped the apex of my inner labia, pulling it into his mouth along with my clit. His tongue resumed its flicking, batting at the tight bundle of nerves.

  “Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh,” I panted, feeling my climax rushing at me again. The pleasure in my loins was twisting into a knot, writhing around itself like a serpent preparing to strike.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted. “So good. I need it.”

  Just a few more seconds was all I needed. Just a few more.

  He lifted his head again, breaking our delicious contact.

  “Ohhhh godddd,” I groaned, my muscles straining as I attempted to raise my cunt back up to his mouth. But his strength was too much, and he easily pinned me to the bed.

  I shook my head from side to side. “Please. I need it.”

  He began to blow again, and the cool air flowed over my glistening clit. I felt like I was being tortured – tortured with pleasure.

  I sucked air between my teeth. “I’m so close. Please.”

  “Shhh,” he breathed, almost too soft for me to hear. “Trust me, baby.”

  “I need to come,” I whined.

  “And you will. I promise.” He flicked his tongue out, lightly brushing over my clit.

  “Uhhhhhhhh!” I responded, my muscles straining once again as I tried to maintain contact.

  He resumed blowing, and I felt my ass cheeks begin to quiver. Tics of pleasure shimmered all over my body, and my nipples were hard as diamonds under my T-shirt.

  He leaned down again, this time teasing the base of my slit. I groaned. Then his tongue moved lower, and I felt it dance lightly over the pucker of my anus.

  His voice was soft, as if it was coming from inside my own head. “Have you ever had fun back there?”

  I shook my head. “No,” I breathed.

  “I’ll teach you someday.”

  I nodded, feeling a wave of another kind of pleasure wash over me. It wasn’t his promise to teach me, but instead the prospect of spending ‘someday’ with this man. He considered me part of his future, and that’s exactly where I wanted to be.

  “Are you ready?” he whispered.

  “Yesss, please,” I groaned.

  His mouth returned to the top of my slit, kissing my clit and sucking it gently into his mouth. I groaned as his tongue began moving again, lapping softly against the most sensitive part of me. The knot of pleasure returned to my loins, twisting and writhing as it tightened further and further.

  He’d asked if I was ready, making me think he wasn’t going to stop this time. But I couldn’t be sure about that, and as my pleasure rose I was convinced each second would be the last, and he’d pull his mouth away from me again. I could feel my orgasm rushing at me, just like before, and powerful shudders began to ripple through me as I anticipated the imminent explosion.

  “Ohhhh,” I groaned. “I… I… Oh god… I…”

  I reached the brink, teetering on the edge of the abyss. His tongue kept moving, relentlessly lapping at my tormented clit. I realized with joy that even if he did stop now, it would be too late.

  But he didn’t stop, and time seemed to stand still for a moment as the pleasure reached its breaking point. I grunted once as my body tensed, and then my climax exploded white-hot through my brain.

  My body convulsed, and the pleasure roared through me like a tidal wave. I’d never felt anything like it, and I cried out loudly in ecstasy without being aware of it. The world went away, and all that was left were the waves of bliss crashing over me, and my lover’s relentless tongue, now not stopping for anything as he drove my pleasure higher and higher.

  I groaned and babbled, my body bucking and thrashing as he kept me pinned to the bed. He continued to feast on my pulsating cunt as I writhed out of control, my face twisted into a grimace from the overwhelming ecstasy.

  My pussy grasped and throbbed futilely, the only thing missing was a hard and thick cock to grip as it spasmed tightly around nothing. But somehow I knew – with total conviction – that it was only a matter of time before I would have what I was missing.

  It seemed to go on forever, and I’m not sure if it was one climax or many. It’d never felt like this, so I had no experience with an orgasm of this magnitude. But finally the tempest abated, and all that was left was satisfied exhaustion as I relaxed back onto the bed.

  Julian’s grip on my legs eased, and his licks turned to gentle kisses on the smooth skin of my sated pussy. I was even too sensitive for that, and my body twitched and quivered each time his lips grazed over my intimate flesh.

  Finally, he began to kiss up over my stomach, and then between my breasts as he rose from the floor. I felt myself being easily lifted and set in the middle of the bed, and then he was arching over me, kissing my lips softly as he held his weight on his arms.

  I curled my hands up around his neck and pulled him down onto me, his chests flattening my breasts as I kissed him back. I could taste myself on his lips as I held him in the cradle of my arms and legs, enjoying how his comforting weight was pressing me into the bed.

  Chapter 29

  After a few moments of Julian lying on me, he lifted his head to look down at my face, his eyes searching.

  “You are so mean,” I said softly.

  One of his eyebrows quirked. “What do you mean?”

  “Teasing me like that. You’re just cruel.”

  He grinned. “I think the ends justify the means.”

  I smiled. “Oh yeah, the ends were incredible.”

  He chuckled. “God, I loved doing that for you.”

  “Mmm, not as much as I did. It’s never felt like that.”

  He beamed proudly. “Just wanted to pay you back for your housewarming gift.”

  “Mmm, speaking of that.” I tightened my legs around him so that his erection pressed into my stomach.

  “It’s okay,” he said.

  I shook my head. “No way I’m leaving you like this. Roll over onto your back.”

  “You sure?”

  “Positive. I want to taste you again.”

  He did as I asked, rolling to his back beside me. I followed him over and shifted down so that my head was lying on his stomach. His stiff cock jutted directly at my face.
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br />   I took it into my hand and guided the head to my mouth, closing my lips around the engorged flesh. He groaned as I began to suckle at him, keeping my touch light.

  I took my time, relishing the sensation of sucking my brother-in-law’s cock. His pre-cum began to ooze, and I licked it hungrily away, keeping a steady up and down rhythm on his jutting erection.

  His pleasure rose slowly, but when he began to pant several minutes later, I moved between his legs and held his cock vertical, increasing the intensity of my sucking.

  His thighs began to twitch and his stomach muscles clenched, letting me know he was getting close. When I knew he was seconds away from coming, I slid my mouth from the end of his dick.

  He groaned in frustration as I smiled up at him. “The ends justify the means, right?”

  He shook his head and smiled. “I guess I deserved that.”

  I flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock, causing him to twitch.

  “Uhhh,” he groaned.

  “Someday I’ll get this teasing thing down, but right now I just want your cum in my mouth.”

  He chuckled. “Sounds good to me.”

  I lowered my head and slid my lips over his swollen knob. It wasn’t long before he was gasping again, his body quivering as he neared the edge.

  “Oh yeah,” he grunted. “Gonna come.”

  I kept my mouth moving, and a few seconds later I experienced the pleasure of accepting his spurting seed into my mouth for the second time in one day. This time I managed to swallow it all as he grunted and bucked, his hands once again tight in my hair. When he finally relaxed back, I gently licked his cock clean before moving up to snuggle against his side. He curled his arm around me, holding me to him as we both basked in the afterglow of our pleasure.

  Chapter 30

  The following week went slow because Julian was busy at work, and I didn’t get to see him. I spent my days lifeguarding at the pool, fantasizing about him showing up there like he used to visit Cheryl when she worked as a lifeguard. But since he was no longer a teenager with nothing to do, he never appeared.

  But I wondered if that was the only reason. Maybe he was staying away from the pool for just that reason – because he’d spent so much time with Cheryl here. Those were memories he had about her, and he didn’t want me infringing on that. If he was doing that, I couldn’t really blame him.

  I did a lot of masturbating during the week. The oral sex we’d shared on Saturday had been so intense, I just couldn’t get it out of my head. I’d relive it over and over as my fingers slid through my pussy, toying with my erect clit. When I came, I’d closed my eyes tightly and imagine I was with him, holding onto his powerful body as the intense waves of pleasure washed over me.

  I also wondered if he was staying away from me for another reason. Our sex had taken a natural progression, and it was obvious that the next step was actually making love. He’d told me at one point that he wasn’t ready for that, so was it possible he still wasn’t? Is that why he hadn’t asked me over during the week? Because he wasn’t ready to take that step with me?

  I was wondering if we’d ever get together again, when Mom informed me on Saturday that she’d invited Julian over for dinner on Sunday.

  “That’s nice,” I said, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice.

  “I thought you would’ve visited him during the week.”

  I shrugged. “I guess he’s busy.”

  “Did you two get all that unpacking done? Maybe he needs more help.”

  To tell the truth, I’d forgotten all about the unpacking pretense Julian had used to keep me at his place last Saturday. He hadn’t mentioned after our sex, and I wasn’t even sure there actually were boxes to unpack.

  “We got most of it done,” I lied. “I guess he did the rest on his own.”

  “I’m just a little concerned about him backsliding. He’s made a lot of progress, but his wife is still dead, and he may wake up one morning, realize that, and go back into depression.”

  I hadn’t considered this. It didn’t seem likely, but I couldn’t say for sure it wouldn’t happen.

  “Do you really think that’s possible?” I asked.

  “You never know,” Mom replied. “That’s why I think it’s important you stay in contact with him.”

  I nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. Did he seem okay when you asked him for dinner?”

  “Yes, he did. But guys are good at hiding that kind of thing. You’re the one he trusts, so you’re the one who has to keep an eye on him.”

  “I’ll try. But I can’t invite myself over to his apartment every day.”

  “Not every day. But more often than once a week. At least for a while. I’m still a little worried about him.”

  “Okay. I’ll mention to him tomorrow that we should do something together during the week.”

  Mom nodded. “Good. Thanks, honey.”

  “No problem, Mom.”

  The next day, Julian showed up at the house in the early afternoon. I was up in my room, trying to not make a big deal over him in front of my parents. A few minutes later, I heard a tap on my open door. When I looked up, Julian was standing there with a grin on his face.

  “Hey, stranger,” he said.

  I sat up on the edge of my bed. “Hey, Julian. Come on in.”

  He walked into my room. “Mom sent me up. Told me to come up and say hello to you.”

  I nodded. “Yeah, she’s concerned about you. Thinks you’re going to be backsliding. Told me to keep an eye on you.”

  He chuckled softly as he sat on my bed, a few feet away from me. “She’s worried about nothing. I’m back on track, and I intend on staying there.”

  “She told me I should invite myself over to your place more often.”

  He grinned again. “She said that?”

  “Yeah.”

  “We’ll have to make sure you do that.”

  “I missed you this week.”

  “I missed you too. I was real busy at work.”

  “I assumed that was the reason.”

  “But I have a bit of exciting news.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I plan on sharing it during dinner. You’ll see why.”

  “Can you give me a hint?”

  He thought for a moment. “It’s something that will require your parents’ permission, but I’m pretty sure I can get it.”

  “What is it?”

  He grinned. “Sorry, you’ll have to wait.”

  “You’re just cruel.”

  He laughed. “Hopefully, the ends will justify the means again.”

  I smiled wide. “Mmm, I’ve been thinking about that all week.”

  “So have I.”

  I lowered my voice. “Why don’t you close the door and I’ll refresh your memory.”

  He glanced at the door, then back at me. “Too risky.”

  I pouted. “I’ll make it quick.”

  “Sorry, we can’t. Even the slightest suspicion could screw us up. Especially with my bit of news.”

  “You’re driving me nuts. Just tell me.”

  He stood. “See you downstairs.”

  I glanced at his crotch, where a lump was beginning to form. “I got you hard just mentioning it.”

  “Yeah, you did. That’s why I’m going downstairs.”

  I giggled. “That’s no fun.”

  He smiled, then said, “I really did miss you. All I want to do is pull you into my arms and kiss you.”

  “Then you should do it.”

  “Patience. We’ll get there.”

  I sighed. “I know.”

  “See you downstairs.” He turned and walked out, leaving me to simmer about what his secret was.

  Mom had made ham and mashed potatoes, and we all enjoyed it as we sat around the table talking. I kept waiting for Julian to make his announcement, but he kept talking about mundane things, like video games with my brothers, or the latest sports news with my father. Mom kept asking him things like, “How
are you doing?” or “Is everything okay?” He would politely answer without going into too much detail, which I knew drove my mom crazy. She lived for details.

  Dinner wound down, and Sam and Travis challenged Julian to a rematch on their video game up in their room, and he accepted, telling them to head on up and he’d join them in a few minutes. I was about to burst with frustration. Maybe he’d changed his mind about telling everyone about his announcement.

  After the boys disappeared upstairs, my father said, “How’s the job going, Julian?”

  Julian nodded. “It’s going great. Everyone is really busy, which is exactly what I need. I’ve been putting in some long hours, but I think they’re beginning to see what I’m capable of, and they seem impressed.”

  “Maybe you’ll get a promotion,” Dad said hopefully.

  “Maybe eventually, but it’s still too early for that. The guys I work for are great, and they really treat their employees well. As a matter of fact, they’re flying everyone down to Miami next weekend.”

  My ears perked up. Miami?

  “Miami?” Mom said. “Everyone?”

  “That’s right,” Julian replied. “Everyone in the company. We’ll be meeting with our biggest client. So of course, there’s going to be some work involved during the day, but we’ll have our evenings free.”

  “Sounds wonderful,” Mom said.

  “Even the spouses are invited,” Julian added.

  “Sounds like you do have great bosses,” Dad said.

  “They’re aware of my situation,” Julian said, and my friend Tyler came to me and said that they don’t usually invite girlfriends to this kind of thing, but if there was anyone special I wanted to bring, she’d be welcome.”

  Mom stared at him. “You have a girlfriend?”

  Julian smiled. “No, of course not. And I told him that.”

  Dad shook his head. “Too bad. Someone’s missing out on a nice trip.”

  “Well,” Julian said, “I explained my situation to Tyler, and how there was someone special who helped me when I really needed it. When I told him about her, he told me to invite her along. He’d love to meet her.”