Waking up that morning, there was absolutely no way I could have predicted what the next 24 hours had in store for me. It was just a normal day, ya know? Birds were chirping, the sky was clear; the perfect day.

I spent a big chunk of that perfect day bored to tears inside the local public school system. At 17, I had no desire to learn anything. I thought I knew it all.

Although I was normal in the sense that I was a hormone-ravaged teen, my actual experience was a whopping 0. I guess it wasn't actually that bad. I'd made out with girls a few times and fingered one. I even managed to get a hand job once. I thought I was doing ok.

Girls were definitely on my mind that day, but when weren't they, really?

My school supplied a great selection to choose from. Blondes, redheads, asians, african-americans, just about anything you could imagine. I'd spend all day looking at these beauties and try my best to remember every inch of them at night for that special 'me' time.

I'd gathered some good images for the evening and was truly excited about getting home.

When the bell finally rang, dismissing the students, I made my way home. I spent over an hour finishing my stupid pre-cal homework, effectively bumming me out.

Finally finishing, I set my sights on enjoying the nice day by relaxing. Truth be told, that's how a lot of my free time was spent.

As the night pressed on, my parents and I settled in for the evening.

Around 8 p.m., my mom's cell phone rang. It was my uncle, her brother. He'd gotten into some huge fight with his wife and needed a place to stay. With open arms, my mother welcomed him.

My uncle also had two daughters from a previous marriage. There was Brittney, who was my age (older by 4 months), and Megan, who was two years younger than we were at 15.

Since they weren't actually her kids, my uncle's wife wanted them gone as well.

Around an hour or so later, they arrived. They had all had enough of the wife's shit and just couldn't take it anymore.

At school, Brittney and I had a few classes together, but we weren't really close. We'd talk a little a few times a week, but that was the extent of it. I had an even worse relationship with Megan.

I remember Brittney growing up. She was such a tomboy. Being a star athlete, I'll admit she had a great body. Her light brown hair came down to her shoulders, but was always pulled back into a pony tail. She'd had her run with the boys but never seemed to be able to hold a steady relationship with any of them. Word around school was that Brittney was by no means a virgin. She wasn't a slut, but it sounded like she liked sex just fine.

Looking back, I can't believe I never had the slightest interest in her.

Up to this point, I hadn't figured out how the sleeping arrangement was going to work. I never even thought about it.

My mom offered my room to Brittney, reasoning I could just sleep on the couch. Megan was actually going to stay with a friend and my uncle said he had something else to do first. My guess? Hitting a bar.

Brittney folded her arms, her head down, and made her way up to my room. I knew she was probably upset. She'd seen it all before.

When everything had settled down, my parents went to bed. I realized I hadn't even gotten a shower yet and my clothes were up in my room. Great.

I crept upstairs knowing Brittney might be sleeping. I didn't want to disturb her slumber.

Even though it was my room, I was totally lost in the darkness. I always fell asleep with the TV on. Brittney apparently needed total darkness.

I felt my way around the room, looking for anything familiar. Finding my dresser, I eased the top drawer out to grab some boxers. Another challenge in the dark.

Almost finished with my mission, I was surprised when the lights came on. I turned around quickly. Brittney, clad in the finest grey sports bra, stared back at me through squinty eyes.

"Oh, it's just you." She said.

"Yeah. I just need some clothes. My bad." I answered.

She waved me off like it wasn't a big deal before she let out a long sigh.

"You ok?" I asked as she ran her hands over her face.

"Yeah. I'm good." she lied.

I sat my clothes down and walked to the bedside.

"Step-mom just being a bitch?" I asked, hoping she'd smile.

"You have no idea." She answered as she laid back down on her back. I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice the tight pink panties that clung to her. I also noticed for the first time that she'd gotten her belly button pierced. Looked good.

"Alright, well..." I stammered, "I'll let you get back to sleep. Sorry about waking you up. Night."

Brittney smiled at me and held her arms open. She probably really did need a hug.

Smiling back, I bent my body down and wrapped my arms around her. She had a sweet smell. She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me. I kissed her on the forehead and told her it wasn't a problem.

That's when it happened.

As my lips left her forehead, I noticed her eyes were deadlocked with my own. We still had our arms around each other with no signs of letting go. She seemed to be getting closer and closer until I could feel her warm breath against my face.

My lips puckered involuntarily. I didn't make them, I didn't know they did. They just did. Same with my eyes closing.

Our tongues touched. It was insane. I had taken my by such surprise, our kiss had ended before I could react. She smiled, her teeth perfectly straight from braces. My chest was burning. What was I to do?

I smiled back.

"Ya know," she said quietly, "it's not fair that you have to sleep on the couch. It's your bed. You should have it."

"Oh, no. It's fine. Just rest." I said.

The bed really was plenty big. Brittney was petite and I had a queen size.

"Well, then you can just sleep here to. No biggie." She smiled.

I couldn't speak. Instead, I stupidly nodded my head. She kissed me on the cheek and released her hug. My legs shook as I walked back to where I'd discarded my clothes and took them up.

I shut the light in my room off as I walked back down stairs. Damn, was I horny. A hot, experienced girl just rubbed her tongue against my own, and now she wanted me to spend the night laying next to her. Awesome.

As the hot water poured over my equally-hot body, I noticed how hard I really was. I was in pain!

Gripping my cock, I pumped myself imagining the hand belonged to Brittney. Oh, how she smiled as her soft hand circled my shaft. I tried to imagine just what was underneath that sports bra and pink panties she had on. My God...

I felt the hot, sticky cum ooze onto my hand as it shot out. Even though the water was pounding me, I was definitely sweating. My mind was racing with images of what could be.

As my orgasm subsided, reality started to set in. Maybe she didn't mean anything by the kiss. Maybe she was just tired. Maybe I should just stay down here and sleep on the couch...

All the second-guessing was driving me crazy. As I started getting dressed, I noticed I was in a pickle. I had grabbed my boxers and a tank top...but nothing else. I pretty much had to go back up to my room.

Creeping back up the stairs, I hoped Brittney had just fallen back asleep and the chance of an awkward encounter would be 0. No dice, though.

As soon as my feet hit the carpet of my room, she spoke.

"Ugh...I can't sleep." I heard her say.

So...awkward situtation...go!

"That's too bad." I stammered, thinking I was suave.

I felt my way over to my dresser again, seeking some sweat pants or something. Perfect timing, she flipped the light on.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Just grabbing some sweats." I answered.

"For what? It's not even cold." She smiled.

"Yeah, but I don't want to just sleep in boxers." My voice was beginning to shake a little.

"Oh, you're fine," She said, "come to bed."

Closing my drawer, I turned around and walked to the bedside. She was taking up the side I usually slept on (laying down, it'd be the right side of the bed, closest to the doorway) so I just plopped down on the opposite side.

"Set?" She asked.

I nodded.

Brittney raised her body up and twisted it toward the light switch, using the arm closest to me, furthest from the switch itself. I couldn't help myself. Just before the lights went out, I caught a glimpse of the pink fabric clinging to her tight, tan ass. Mmm. Boy shorts.

With the lights out, I laid on my back and stared into the darkness of the ceiling. I could tell the Brittney had shifted and was now laying on her side, facing me.

Out of nowhere, I felt her fingertips dancing around my chest. She started scooting closer to me...her knee was pressed against the side of my leg, her full forearm draped across my chest.

I was in the process of adjusting my body to allow myself to be a little more comfortable. My right arm went out for a split second. In that time, her head found my shoulder and I had no choice but to wrap it around her back.

Her hot breath tickled my neck.

"I feel good here." She said, quietly.

"Good." I squeaked out as she grabbed my left hand.

"I want to feel good here, too." She whispered as she guided my hand to a warm spot between her legs.

I was completely speechless. She just kept my hand there, waiting to see how I'd react. Instinct kicking in, I rolled onto my side and began pressing my fingers around against her panties.

"Yeah..." She whispered into my ear.

I started rubbing around on her, listening to see what she liked. Her lips hit the corner of my mouth. Turning my head, our tongues were reunited.

Brittney was being forceful. She pushed me onto my back and slid on top. Her legs parted over my crotch, and her chest pressed against my own while our kiss continued.

Pressing off of my chest, she sat up. Her hands slid down my chest to the top of my boxers. Peeling them back slowly, my hardened member sprang out.

She slid her hips forward, trapping my cock between my body and the warm spot hidden by her panties.

Rocking her hips back forth, tiny moans began leaving my body. Every movement was fluent and graceful.

I wasn't sure how much more friction I could take. Luckily enough, she suddenly dismounted. I was trying to figure out what was going on when I felt her hands start yanking the boxers from my body.

I laid there, naked from the waist down, not knowing what to do. It seemed like a long time before I felt the mattress bend, signaling Brittney's return.

Placing herself back on top of me just as she had before, I knew something was different. Her clothes were gone!

Her lips found mine again. My cock was aching, being trapped between my body and her pussy. Feeling fingers on my shaft, my body shook. She pulled it out of it's prison and began to take aim. As my head poked at her lips, I had to say something.

"Wait." I said. "Maybe we shouldn't, Brittney..."

"Shhh." She whispered, throwing her tongue into my mouth.

My cock felt as if it was being pulled in. First the head, then the shaft. I was in.

"Oh my God..." I trailed off.

Brittney started to giggle as her hips began rocking back and forth. My palms gripped her thighs. I had nothing to compare it to, but damn, she felt tight.

Bringing her chest back down to mine, her hips were free to pound up and down on me. The hot, slick trap my cock was in was amazing.

Being my first time, I knew I couldn't last much longer.

"Brittney," I grunted, "Brittney, I'm gonna cum!"

In a flash, I was out of Brittney. She was still laying on top of me, but she'd turned around and her legs were now spread right in front of my face. Her hand was pumping me fiercely. Oh, how I came.

I felt like gallons of cum were shooting out of me. My body must've been over 100 degrees. My ability to breathe was gone.

As I calmed down, my breathing, although heavy, returned. I wrapped my arms around Brittney's body. Given the position, it was around her mid-back.

Her hand kept pumping me, but slowly.

I lifted my head up and kissed her pussy. The first time I'd ever done something like that. It just felt right. My kissing led to some tongue-poking. Brittney seemed to appreciate it.

"Man," I sighed, "thanks, Brittney."

"You can thank me later." She giggled. "When we're done."

 

I've definately become a fan of yours and this new story is amazing keep it up

 

Great story!

 

This story could stand on its own, or continue on. Its premise is complete enough, but it does leave loose ends.

Good story.

 

again fucking great. u seem to get me every time. i give u props your a hell of a sex writer

 

Yeah, I like to leave stories somewhat open-ended. It gives me a chance to continue them if I wish to do so.

I kinda liked writing this one. I probably will continue it.

In fact, I will.

 

Very well done.

 

Great Story-Is more to come?

 

UMMMmmmm!!!

like the story... not realy i loved it!!!!!grate work

 

great job /start

 

Another installment is coming.

Just wanted to bump this up so people can refresh their minds.

 

'When we're done.'

That simple sentence kept running through my head, over and over. Just the thought of getting to experience the thrill again sent my heart racing.

My tongue continued to flick at Brittney's pussy, I was taking a liking to it quickly.

"So", her voice cut through the silence, "enjoy yourself?"

"You have no idea." I answered, running my hands over her smooth ass cheeks.

Brittney giggled as she slid off of my body, bringing her own close to me. Her tongue dragged along my lips, her hands quickly began massaging my member.

"Mm." I moaned. "That just feels good."

Another giggle exited Brittney's perfect mouth. My cock was starting to feel alive once more, her steady pumping being the reason.

"I think you're ready for another round." She breathed into my ear.

That was just as good as an offer to me. I rolled over onto her and began kissing her neck, my cock rubbing against her.

"Wait, wait. Maybe we shouldn't..." Brittney said, mocking me.

As I pressed on, Brittney interrupted me again.

"Hold on. I need a drink first." She said.

I stared into the darkness at her. What could I say? She needed a drink.

Crashing back to my mattress, I watched Brittney's body stand and walk straight down the steps. What was she doing?

"Brittney! Brittney!" I whispered. "What are you doing? Put on some clothes!"

She paid no attention to me. She marched on, heading straight for my kitchen.

Scrambling from my bed, I searched for my shorts. After I located them, I fumbled down the steps trying to put them on. I rounded the corner as my waistband snapped against me.

The kitchen light was on and there stood Brittney in all of her naked glory, glass in hand.

I stepped quietly toward her. Everyone else in the house was asleep on this floor...hopefully.

"What are you doing?!" I whispered harshly.

"Relax!" She said. "Everyone's asleep."

"But what if someone wakes up?" I asked.

"Oh, no one's gonna wake up." She tried to assure me.

"Alright, alright. You got your drink. Let's go." I was practically begging.

Brittney sighed and sat her cup down.

"Fine." She said, firmly.

As she walked away, I realized this was the first time I'd actually seen her naked. Damn.

I turned the light off and followed Brittney. Out of nowhere, halfway through my living room, Brittney froze.

"What is it?" I whispered. My parents bedroom was on the other side of the wall.

Through the few nightlights, I could see a smile develop on her face as she turned toward me. Her soft hands gripped my shoulders. My erection was about to rip my shorts in half.

A steady pressure on my shoulders directed me to sit down on the couch. In almost a daze, I obeyed. She stood before me like an overlord.

"I'm serious. We can't. Not here." I whispered, again begging.

Extending her index finger, Brittney brought it to her lips. She was telling me to shut the hell up. Again, I obeyed.

A knee soon found its way to each side of my body. Brittney's crotch crushed my erection. Her arms locked behind my neck.

I didn't care anymore. I lowered my face to her chest and began sucking her nipple. My hands gripped her ass. Her hips began to slowly slide and back forth along the length of my cock.

One of my hands on her ass worked its way to her slit. When I was close enough, I stuck a finger in. Small, soft moans told me I was doing fine.

I released the nipple from my mouth and began kissing about her chest. Her hips kept grinding, sending my now cast iron cock pulsating.

Her hands pushed against my chest as she slid off. I looked down and saw I appeared to be smuggling bananas. Raising my ass, I slid the shorts down to my feet. Brittney turned and had her forearms steadied on the armrest, her ass pointing at me.

Gripping my cock, I got on my knees behind her. She must have been feeling playful by the way she wiggled her ass about.

With one hand on my cock and one on her ass, I pushed the head against her. Brittney's shoulders arched as I thrust my self in completely.

As worried as I had been about the situation, the possibility of being caught excited me more. As my balls touched her skin, I held my position for a moment. I was having an out of body experience. I felt like I was sitting on the other side of the room, watching Brittney and I go at it.

Sliding out, I kept my eyes fixed on my cock, before allowing it to disappear into Brittney once more. I plced both of my hands on her hips and began pumping. I tried my best to keep it quiet, but I couldn't contain the small grunts rushing from my body.

As she turned to me and smiled, it finally hit me that I was really having sex. Not just any sex, but sex with Brittney!

A smile peeled its way across my face as I started pumping harder. Reaching out, I ran my hand through her hair. She giggled.

I decided I was ready for a change and pulled out, pulling Brittney toward me. I forced her to her back and crawled onto her. Her legs opened, welcoming me.

With my hands on the cushions beneath her head, I pushed myself back in. This time, I was the one giggling. I flicked my tongue at her lips, her own tongue came out and greeted me.

I kept pumping, ramming my pelvis into her. I was positive I was due to pop at any second, but given the circumstances, I didn't want to shout out to her.

So, I just closed my eyes, rammed my forehead to her shoulder and my body quaked as I erupted into her. A gasp left Brittney.

I laid perfectly still until my cock quit quivering with aftershock. Breathing heavy, I pulled out and stood on my knees. I tapped my cock a few times just above her pussy, leaving drops of cum with every landing. Reaching down, I rubbed it into her skin.

Brittney sat up, grabbing at me. I leaned down and kissed her hard.

"Come on." She whispered. "Let's get a shower."

I scooped her up, albeit not in your traditional fashion. Instead of my hands beneath her legs and back, I had a hand under each thigh as she locked her legs around my back.

I could feel my cum dripping onto my cock as it left her love hole. Our tongues danced all the way to the bathroom.

Once inside, we flipped on the light and an exhaust fan to drown out our voices.

"God. Did you get enough in me?" Brittney asked as she fingered at her pussy.

"Not as much as I'd like to." I smiled.

Brittney stared up and down my body. This was her first clear look at my naked self. I could tell she seemed to like what she saw.

"Mm. Come on." She directed. "Let's get a shower. We need to get clean so we can get dirty."

The hot water set a fog through the room as we pulled the curtain shut...

 

Glad to see you're back. Tbh, I gasped when I saw you posted another chapter. I wish you would continue "Steps" but I guess this'll do

 

You'll see another chapter eventually. I'd still like to work on 'From Hell to Heaven' more as well.

I've been in the mood to write recently and it's easier to add on to a story than it is to just make a new one sometimes.

They're all coming.

 

another good job glad to see you may be back

 

love the story keep it cummin

 

cummed my pants

 

amazing story. keep it cumming.

 

Well, tonight I can write a new chapter for this story or for "From Hell to Heaven."

Any thoughts?

 

Continue with Brittney