petite brunette

copyright ©2009 by A_Satori. All rights reserved.

(Author’s note: This is a story of love and desire that could have been placed in a number of story categories.)



Bing! “3″ appeared on the display. Ted placed his palm on Kyli’s lower back.

“Is this our level?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

The elevator opened on the third floor of the concrete parking structure. They smiled as they held the doors open to allow a forty-ish guy carrying a couple blueprint tubes and a briefcase, probably with his college age son handling the loaded baggage cart to exit first. Ted had noticed both of them checking out Kyli, not leering, just noting her beauty in an appreciative manner. Without thinking, his own eyes drifted down to her apple ass as he pulled his hand off her back and they stepped out. He had been gawking at her butt for fourteen years, since she was twelve and he was sixteen.

The fabric of the pleated, cotton, hiking shorts hugged her bottom. Even wearing those she looked beautiful, hot, and seductive to him. His gaze lowered to her smooth, slender, toned legs. She was petite, with dark brunette, nearly black hair, not as long as it was when she was twelve, barely reaching her shoulder blades now. Her breasts were small but proportional to her slender figure, maybe because of her it always seemed odd when he’d see Asian chicks with big boobs. She had a very pretty and cute face, and her dark, almond shaped eyes laced an exotic quality into her beauty and sexiness. Her eyelids even had that second crease that was supposed to be a prized beauty trait among Asian girls.

He was always amazed at how she could still look like a teenager sometimes, and failing that, she always looked younger than her age. The most remarkable thing about her was that she never seemed to be aware of how beautiful she was, which added another attractive quality to her.

He forced his eyes away from her ass and glanced down the aisle for the car. He felt his cock stirring and hated himself for allowing it to take notice of her again. He waited until it calmed down before he put his arm around her shoulders.

He smiled. “So… wha’d'ya think? Will they have a good time?”

Kyli folded her arms over her chest and watched her feet as she walked. She nodded as a small smile formed on her mouth. “Uh-huh.” Her brow pinched as she looked at Ted. “But… did Dad seem nervous to you?”

“Yeah, I think he was, but not about the flight if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“What was he nervous about?”

“His colitis. He was concerned it might be a problem. He made some jokes about it yesterday, but I think he’s worried it’ll get in the way of them having their dream trip. He really wants Mom to have a perfect three weeks.” Ted smiled. “I think the first phrase he learned in that Berlitz book was, ‘Where’s the toilet?’”

“I thought his med was taking care of it. He told me that at Easter.” She had gotten so scared a year ago when she visited and saw her father had lost thirty pounds. Her first thought had been cancer. He hadn’t gained all the weight back. He actually looked younger now. He and Mom had joined a health club last fall. She had slimmed down and toned up, although Mom had never been overweight. They both looked younger now.

“Yeah, it does for the most part, but I think he has days where it doesn’t work very well.” Ted grinned. “I can imagine worrying about it. I’d hate to be in the Sistine Chapel, gazing up at the ceiling and suddenly be a moment away from droppin’ a load of personally bio processed veal parmesan and pasta alfredo in my pants.”

Kyli’s left arm moved swiftly. She lightly swatted her brother’s thigh. “Don’t be crass.” Her arm returned to her chest. “He’ll be fine. You know, I…” She sighed.

“Huh?” He pulled his arm from around her shoulders and fished out the car keys from the pocket of his jeans.

“Mom and Dad really love each other, but… but it’s not just that, it’s… they… they’re still in love. I think that’s very rare, very… beautiful.”

Ted figured she was comparing their marriage to her own failed one. It was only five months or so since the divorce was final. “You’re right. They still are in love and it is really rare.” He wondered if he’d ever find that kind of relationship with any chick. He used the remote to unlock his parents’ sedan. Beep! For the hell of it, he opened the passenger door for Kyli.

“Thanks.” She didn’t notice Ted gazing at her legs as she got into the car.

He closed the door and walked around the rear. Kyli pushed the door open for him. He got in and started the engine. They buckled their seat belts. He backed out of the parking slot and headed to the exit ramp. “Mind if we just roll the windows down and leave the AC off? It’s warm out but hopefully we’ll be moving fast on the tollway. There hasn’t been much traffic for some reason.” He didn’t think she’d object. She liked it warm and he liked the air blowing in.

“No, that’s fine.” She looked out the door window as it rolled down, her thoughts were still on her parents, how much fun they’d have spending three weeks in Italy. It had been their dream since before Mom had gotten pregnant with Ted, which was why they hadn’t done it thirty years ago. Her mother was 53, her dad was 55 and had just taken early retirement. Mom had told her they wanted to do the trip before they were too old to enjoy it.

The small smile now laced with a bit of sadness, returned to her lips. Mom and Dad didn’t seem very old to her at all. Last night when she had walked into the family area of the house, Mom had been sitting on Dad’s lap. They had been kissing and when she happened upon them, Mom had blushed the way she always had when they’d get caught kissing, but she had stayed on Dad’s lap just as she had in the past too.

It had never been like that with Raymond during their time together before they were married nor during their two years of marriage. She had wanted it to be that way, had wanted her other needs met too, and had hoped they would be. She had been a fool. The first part Ray had thought was silly and unnecessary, the second part he had said was perverted when she had opened up a little to him. Why had she married him? Because he was Chinese American? Was that it?

She had met Ray her college senior year when she had gotten it into her head that she needed to ‘find herself,’ to be more in tune with her ethnic heritage. Mom and Dad had always tried to provide that, celebrating dumb Chinese holidays when she was young, making a dozen trips to the Art Institute and the Oriental Museum downtown, going to a handful of festivals in Chinatown, and other somewhat silly but well intentioned attempts to make her aware of her ethnicity. It had never been very important to her until senior year in college. Junior year she had been going out with Tom for nearly six months when they broke up just before summer. The ending had been acrimonious. They had quarreled, and he had called her a “slant eyed Chink bitch.” It had hurt her to her core, and then she had gotten ashamed about how little she knew and how little she had cared about her ethnic and racial background. It was after that she had started thinking of herself as a hyphenated American.

Senior year she had joined the Asian Student Union. That was how she met Ray. He was first generation American. He spoke Mandarin. His parents had emigrated from Taiwan. He was good looking and smart, and she had enjoyed visiting his parents. His mother had been so nice and fun, laughing with her at her pronunciation when she had tried to teach her Mandarin phrases and words. Raymond’s father had been very nice too, more formal, yet he also had a sense of humor. Whenever they spoke Chinese to each other in front of her, one or the other would tell her what they had said, usually it was some funny comment or joke, about Raymond, or her, or themselves. Ray wasn’t like them or his sister, Lian, who had also been nice, funny, and sweet. He was always so serious, and never impulsive. He always had to have everything planned out.

Ray’s parents were a little like her own. Humor was part of both her parents’ personalities, they were always laughing about something. They had tried to make Raymond feel welcome, and then feel he was part of the family. She knew without being told that they were disappointed that, although very polite, Ray didn’t reciprocate their warmth. She could see now that his attitude towards them had been at least somewhat condescending.

A couple months before the wedding, Ted had taken her out to dinner, just them. She could see something was on his mind. When she had finally asked him what it was, he had responded with questions of his own– Are you sure you want to marry this guy? Are you sure he loves you? It now seemed as if Ted had seen something in Ray she had been oblivious to.

Since the final divorce papers were signed five months ago, she had been trying to remember if not truly understand, why exactly she had said yes to Raymond’s marriage proposal. He had been interesting, and attentive to her before they were married, and he had even been somewhat romantic giving her flowers or little gifts at appropriate times. She wasn’t even sure now why she had thought she loved him. Her eyes teared. It had been a mistake. Her eyes welled more. When she had finally opened up to him, Ray had called her a pervert. She reached for a tissue from the box on the console. She really didn’t want to cry in front of Ted.

Ted sighed within. He imagined Kyli was comparing Mom and Dad to her marriage to that arrogant asshole Ray. He waited until she wiped her eyes and blew her nose, then he reached for her hand and held it firmly. She squeezed it but didn’t turn her face to him. “You okay?”

She nodded but kept looking out the window. “Uh-huh. Sorry.”

He wanted to tell her that Ray was a self-centered, carrot up his ass, down his nose looking, smug, asshole, fucking prick, but he didn’t think that would help her mood. She gave his hand another squeeze, then pulled hers away. He glanced at her slender legs and pretty feet in the leather flip flops. He had a vision of licking from her toes all the way up to her pussy, then pushing his tongue between her labs. He had always thought they’d be thin and delicate, an exotic, erotic flower, just like the rest of her. He felt his cock stir again. He hated himself once more for his lack of control over it.

He put both his hands on the steering wheel. “So… tonight, what about dinner? I was thinking of us driving into the city, maybe hitting Pietro’s Pizza for stuffed, or… maybe that Thai place by the el station on Western. Wha’d'ya feel like?”

The corner of Kyli’s mouth curled. Ted was teaching at the university downstate and whenever he was in the Chicago area he’d drive all over creation for different ethnic foods, or his true gastronomic craving, Chicago hot dogs with a ‘full garden’ on top. She liked them too, but not every day. She laughed softly and finally turned her face to him. “I’m surprised you aren’t suggesting hot dogs.”

Ted grinned. “Well… that’s always on the list of possibilities. Ooooh… what about driving into the city, down to Taylor Street to Ally’s for an Italian beef? Then drive up to Armitage to that Italian ice place I’m sure I’ve mentioned before.” He had really enjoyed living in the city for two years. He wished he still was but he couldn’t pass up the tenure track assistant professorship when it was offered. It was the ultimate ‘survival job.’

“Do we have to decide right now?”

He looked at the dashboard clock. It was a few minutes before noon. “Nah, we got a lot of time. Maybe I’ll stop at Porti’s, get a dog to tide me over. I should have had breakfast with you guys. You hungry?” He grinned again when Kyli laughed.

“You are so predictable.”

“You really think that? A few girlfriends have told me I was fairly spontaneous.”

Her smile faded. She looked out the window. She knew what he probably meant and she thought he probably was. “I didn’t say predictable in everything, just food.”

“Hmmm… I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Kyli realized she was clenching her pussy. She told herself to relax, and then told herself to stop thinking about being adopted and that Ted wasn’t related to her by blood. She wondered why she was thinking about that again. It had been years.

Ted inhaled deeply. “Mmmm… I love this part of the expressway.”

Kyli was still deep in thought. “Huh?”

He dramatically inhaled again. “Before home, let’s stop at the grocery store and get a few Butterfingers and Baby Ruths.”

Kyli looked to her right and smiled. They were driving past the Curtis Candy factory. The scent of sugary chocolate was thick in the air. She giggled. “Okay, let’s. After you have your hot dog.”

He glanced at the dashboard again. “I think I better get two dogs. Dinner won’t be for another six hours.”

Kyli rolled her eyes, then shook her head slowly as she softly laughed.



Kyli squirmed her hips getting a little more comfy on the cushion of the redwood chaise. She felt relaxed for the first time in months. They had driven into the city to have dinner at a small storefront Thai restaurant Ted knew. The food had been excellent. Playing CDs and relaxing in the afternoon, then the drive into the city, dinner, then a delicious Italian ice at a little place on Armitage, the drive back home — it was just like it had always been when they spent an evening together. They talked about a hundred different subjects, from very personal to politics, art, music, to teasing and kidding around.

If it had been a date, it would have the best one of her life. They had arguments and fights as kids and as teenagers, but she knew that he had always been her best friend when she really needed one. She had been the same towards him. They truly cared about each other. They always had. She took a slow breath and sighed.

They only had the underwater pool light on. It gave an eerie blue, tinted glow to the stone patio. It seemed to cool the humid, warm air. She tilted her head back. She could only make out the brightest stars. She wished they hadn’t turned on the light. She heard the sliding patio door opening. She leaned to the side and looked back at the house. Ted had two glasses in his hands and was closing the door with his elbow. “Ted? Turn the pool light off, okay?”

“Don’t you want some light out here?”

“I want to look at the stars.”

“Oh… yeah, good idea.” He stepped inside again and switched off the pool light.

Kyli turned around and gazed skyward again. She knew with the naked eye only a million or so stars were visible, but now without the light it seemed more like a gazillion stars. She smiled at her thought. She had used that word when she was little.

Ted handed her the seven-seven, actually it was a seven and bourbon. His was bourbon on the rocks. He had been surprised earlier when Ky had wanted a mixed drink, her usual was a single glass of wine. He sat down in the chaise next to hers and took a sip from his glass. He hadn’t had bourbon in a while. Maybe they’d both get wasted on whiskey tonight. He had never seen Kyli drunk. He looked up at the sky. Venus was shining brightly. Or was it Jupiter? Ky would know.

Kyli sipped her drink. It tasted strong but she hadn’t had a seven-seven in ages. She looked at the stars again. She spoke softly, “Remember ‘a gazillion?’”

“Huh? A gazillion what?”

Her small smile grew a bit more. “A gazillion anything. When I was little I heard you say it once, and then… well, I started using it. I guess it wasn’t…”

He interrupted with a chuckle. “That’s right. It was your favorite word for about a year.”

“I think it was longer than a year and then… then you told…”

He interrupted again, “I told you it wasn’t a real word.”

“Uh-huh. I… I got so mad at you when you told me that. I remember looking it up in the dictionary with Mom and you were right, then I got madder at you thinking you had tricked me into believing it was a word, and I felt so dumb.”

“I didn’t trick you into believing it was a real word.” He chuckled again.

“I know you didn’t. I… I don’t know why I thought that. I overheard you using it a couple times, and thought it was… oh… that you were real smart, and it was a, you know, a smart, intelligent word, so I started using it too.”

“I don’t remember ever saying that word.”

“I guess… maybe you only used it like… maybe twice. At least twice because the second time I asked what it meant and you said it meant a huge number. Something like that. I thought you were so smart.”

He laughed. “Yeah, maybe it was something like that. I guess that shows you how dumb you were, thinking I was smart.”

Her smile faded. She took another sip from her glass. “You were and are smart. You know you are.”

“I think you got the brains in the fam, Ky. I’m just a glorified blue collar guy.” He took a gulp of his bourbon. “I work with my hands making art that’ll never sell well enough to make any sort of a living from, so I have a survival job teaching drawing and painting to college kids who don’t comprehend the work ethic. You can do calculus, physics, and all that brainiac stuff.”

“I teach eighth graders math, Ted.”

“I always thought you should have finished grad school and gotten that doctorate in physics instead of…” He stopped talking. Shit!

“Instead of getting married?”

He sipped his drink. “Instead of dropping out of the program.”

She sadly smiled. “Yeah, then I might be teaching physics in some high school.”

“Maybe, or you might be working for NASA or at some research accelerator or some place like that. You know you’re smart enough. I remember you talking about being an astronaut when you were… what? Ten or so?”

“Uh-huh, around that age.” She sighed. “I like kids. I enjoy teaching.” She sipped her drink. “Maybe it’s being home again, or… or what’s happened in my life recently and being home again, but the past week here, helping Mom get ready for the trip, I… I’ve been thinking a lot about… about when I was a girl, about us as kids.”

“Yeah. I guess I do too when I visit.”

“The other day I remembered a time when I was ten, Mom and Dad were going out for the evening and they told me you’d be the baby-sitter.” She smiled and shook her head. “I was so mad when Mom and Dad told me that, said you’d be ‘baby-sitting’ me. I mean, it wouldn’t have gotten me angry if they had just said you were in charge while they were out at that party. I thought since I was ten, it wasn’t baby-sitting.”

Ted softly chuckled. “I was probably pissed too. I never got paid for baby-sitting you.”

“It wasn’t baby-sitting.” She took a breath. “And then… then you became my hero that night.”

“Huh? Wha’d'ya mean?”

“Katie was over and we were… oh… I don’t know, listening to music, maybe playing a game on that Mac I had, doing something, and I thought going out to get a slurpy was what we just had to do. So, we went downstairs and I asked you to take us over to the 7-Eleven because it was near dark outside and Mom and Dad wouldn’t let me walk there after dark, but I knew you could take us there. You… you were playing your Nintendo and didn’t want to be bothered, but I…” She grinned. “I kept nagging you and then when that didn’t work, I started begging you, saying pleeeeeeze, Teddy, pleeeeeze take us. Remember?”

Ted blinked. It was coming back to him. “Oh man… that was the night…”

Kyli broke in, “Un-huh, that night. So you finally agreed to go with us. We were a block or so from Ogden Avenue walking on the sidewalk, you were ahead of us a few steps, Katie and I were talking nonstop about something, and those two bigger high school kids came up on bicycles really quietly behind us, and that one guy bumped his front tire against the back of my foot on purpose and I fell down, then he… he called me a… a stupid gook.”

Her eyes welled. “And… and the next thing I knew, you were picking me up asking if I was all right. I said I was okay, then you were practically flying through the air and you grabbed the guy off his bike and started punching him, and… and I got so scared because he was older and bigger than you and I started screaming at you that… that we should just run away, but… but you kept hitting him and-and demanding he apologize to me, shouting that no one talked to your sister that way. And… and then that other guy got off his bike and I got even more scared because I thought he was going to pull you off the other guy and they’d both beat you up.” She took a slow deep breath and wiped her eyes.

Ted glanced at her. He had heard tears in her voice before they had welled in her eyes. “Actually, Ky, you were the hero.” He smiled. “I couldn’t believe you started shoving that other guy away, standing between him, and me and the guy I was fighting.”

“I almost started hitting him, but… he just tried to push me out of the way, and I kept jumping back in front of him, pushing him. He probably thought I was like eight years old, because… well, I was always small, and I guess he would have felt like a super jerk if he had hit me or something. And then Katie screamed she was going to get her dad and started running home. Then you got that kid to… to apologize to me, and his friend told him to get on his bike, that the other girl had run off to get someone. I guess he wanted to leave before Katie’s dad came.”

Her eyes welled up again. “No one ever fought for me like that.” She sniffled and wiped her eyes again. She set her glass on the little plastic table between their chairs, then took some tissues out of her pocket and blew her nose. She didn’t know why she was getting so emotional.

“Dad would have killed that kid. I just wanted to beat him bloody. In fact… his mouth was bloody. I think I was too.” He smiled. “My knuckles got cut on his teeth.” Ted’s smile grew as he sipped his bourbon.

“He was so much bigger than you. I got so scared you’d get hurt.”

“I probably had more fighting experience than him. I got into a lot of fights. Bigger guys always seemed to pick on me, push me around, tried to bully me. I could never figure out why. I never picked a fight with anyone. Anyway, I didn’t want that kind of bullying crap happening to you.”

“I loved you so much that day.” She wiped her eyes again.

“After they rode off I thought you had really gotten hurt because you started crying so hard. Remember? I kept asking you where you were hurt.”

She giggled softly, then wiped her eyes once more. “I know. I was crying because I had been so scared about you getting beat up. I… I remember I hugged you really tightly.”

“Yeah. I… I remember that.”

She looked at him in the dark. “Did… did that embarrass you?”

He thought for a moment. “No… no, it didn’t embarrass me.”

“Why… why did you hesitate just now?” She bit her lower lip.

“It’s… it’s hard to remember exactly what I felt at that moment. I… I was really adrenelized, still wanting to beat the hell out of that guy, and… and if I was embarrassed about the hug, it was because… well, I guess I liked it. So… no, I wasn’t embarrassed, at least not the way you mean it.”

“You… you liked it?”

“Yeah, I guess I did. At the time, maybe I thought of myself as a hero too… no, not a hero, a… a defender, and the hug made me feel good I guess.” He chuckled.

“Why the laugh?”

“Maybe later I got a little embarrassed, actually more like worried.”

“You did?” Her heart sank. Had he worried someone saw the hug?

“Yeah. I started worrying your little friend, you know, Katie, might start telling everyone you had protected me, you know, from that other guy, and then it would get around my little sister had beat up some guy to protect me.” He laughed briefly. “Jeez… I really hated it when Katie and her dad drove up and he came running over. Asking who was hurt and who the stupid guys were.”

Kyli nodded. “He drove us home after that and you had to keep telling him we were okay when he kept saying we should come over and stay at their house.”

“I now know Mr. Hall was a good guy, but back then he really pissed me off. I didn’t want his help… his concern.”

“I didn’t want to go over there either. He took us home. Katie went back to her house though.” She looked at Ted again. “Remember what we did after that?”

He shook his head. “Yeah, that was super stupid of me.”

“I didn’t think so. You… I think you were trying to show me not to be afraid. In fact, you said that at the time. That I shouldn’t let any jerks or fear stop me from doing anything.”

He laughed. “Ky, going to the store again was incredibly stupid of me. Hell… you didn’t even want the damn slurpy anymore. We could have run into those assholes again.”

She smiled. “I did want a slurpy, but… but I didn’t want to take a chance those guys would come back and beat you up, and I was thinking they might get other friends and be looking for you.”

“See? I told you a few minutes ago you’re the smarter one.” He chuckled. He remembered a part of him wanting to run into the prick again. And Ky was right. He had been trying to show her not to be afraid. It really had been incredibly stupid of him though, at least going with Kyli.

“It was a little odd walking back there, no, not odd. I mean… I felt scared for you, the guys coming back, but… I felt safe being with you.”

His smile waned. “I’m glad you felt safe with me around.” His smile reappeared. “Remember the funniest thing about that night?”

Kyli finally grinned. “Uh-huh. The slurpy machine was broken!”

“Yeah!” Ted laughed and looked at his sister when she turned her face towards him. “We got something else, didn’t we?”

“Uh-huh. We got… mmm…” Her brow pinched for a moment. “Oh! I got a coconut milk and you got… oh… some sports drink, and… and I got a big pretzel and you got one of those awful meat sticks.”

He chuckled. “A Slim Jim.”

She kept smiling. “Then we sat at the side of the building and watched the cars on Ogden.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“I… I thought that was the best part.”

“Watching the traffic?”

“No. Sitting with you and talking, and… that… that you didn’t mind if any of your friends saw us together, you know, if they walked by.”

He grinned. “Well… it was a special night.”

Her smile faded again. “It was.”

He remembered when they got home, the two messages on the answering machine. His mother frantic on both. The second one saying that if they didn’t hear from him in ten minutes they were leaving the party and driving home. He had called in the nick of time, explaining that they’d been outside and didn’t hear the phone, and that no one was really hurt, that Kyli just skinned her knee a little. He had already started thinking going to the 7-Eleven a second time had been very stupid. He had gotten angrier at Mr. Hall, although it was probably Mrs. Hall, for calling his parents, then he got pissed about his parents giving them the number to the party, obviously Mom had asked them to keep an eye on him and Kyli.

Ted half smiled. “You know, the next day, Dad really got angry at me about taking you up there in the first place. He was really pissed at me.”

“Why? They let you go up there at night. You were fourteen, right?”

“Yeah, I know, but… well, you weren’t. I think he was… he was post facto worried like hell about the possibility of you getting hurt.” He chuckled softly. “Then he asked if I had nailed the asshole. I told him I had and he patted me on the back about that, then he said I should try not to get into fights. Dad should have gotten a parenting award for mixed messages.” Ted grinned and took a sip of his drink.

“You know, we’ve… we’ve never talked about what you thought or-or felt about… about… ummm….” She bit her lower lip again.

“About what?”

“About me being adopted.”

His brow pinched. “I… I don’t know what you mean.”

“I don’t know, did you… did you think it was weird or-or… or did you ever wish I was, you know, a biological sister?”

He answered immediately, “No.” His gut tensed wondering if he had responded too fast.

“No, what? I mean no to what?”

“No, it wasn’t odd or weird, and no, I didn’t want you to be a biological sister.” His gut tensed again. It hadn’t come out right. He took another sip of his bourbon.

“What do you mean, you didn’t want me to be a biological sister?”

“Huh?” He made sure his brow pinched as he looked at her. “I meant, it wasn’t weird that you weren’t.”

She tried to see his eyes better in the dark for a couple moments. “Oh.”

He thought he needed to cover up that slip. He searched his memory. His mouth formed a crooked smile. “When Mom and Dad told me there was a possibility I was going to have a baby brother or sister, I got really excited. I… I think they may have tried to explain adoption but I can’t remember if they did or not, but… my excitement waned when a few months later, maybe more than a few months, they showed me a little picture of you and said you were my baby sister.”

He grinned. “Mannnn… I wanted a baby brother so badly. But… then when they brought you home after being away for… well, it seemed like forever that Gramma was at the house taking care of me, but it was probably only a couple weeks. Anyway, they brought you home and I… I just thought you were so cool, you looked like this little doll that moved all by itself, and… and Mom made sure I knew about being gentle with you and… oh… I guess she probably told me about the soft spot and all that stuff. She then told me I was now a big brother so I had to make sure you were always safe. I guess I liked the idea of being a big brother, because then you being a girl instead of a boy didn’t matter anymore. I was a big brother.” He grinned. “You know, your pussy is the first one I ever saw.” He laughed softly.

“Don’t be crass.”

“Wanna hear about it?”

No, you ass.” She took a slow breath. “All right. Tell me.”

“It’s kind of amazing I can remember all this stuff, well… maybe not that amazing, I mean I was four years old. I had two big scares about you, and Mom and Dad had one.”


“The first one was… it must have been a Saturday or Sunday because Dad was home. Mom was changing you, and during that she suddenly started shouting for Dad, then shouted for me to find him. I think he was outside in the yard or puttering in the garage or something. So… I get him and we both run back into the house. Mom tells him to look at your diaper, and she’s nearly shaking and saying she’s going to call the doctor right away or… take you to the ER, and…

“What?! Why?”

He chuckled. “I’m getting to that.” He sipped his drink. “So… she’s really upset and Dad’s looking in your poopy diaper, and he says… I remember this so clearly…” Ted laughed again.


“He says, ‘Oh mannnn, those are goddamn worms.’” Ted laughed.


Ted nodded with a big grin on his face. “Yeah, worms.” He laughed again.

“Oh… gawd. How did I get worms?”

“I… years later, I remembered it, and I asked Mom about it, and… well, it turns out that a lot of babies from China had worms, from… I don’t know, the water or something over there.”



“Oh, gawd.” She felt a shiver pass through her. “What… what was the other thing about me that scared all of you?”

“You’ll get a kick out of this.” He chuckled again.


“Mom is changing you another time, this was after the Great Worm Scare…” He laughed once more.

Shut up about that! What’s this other thing?”

“It didn’t scare Mom or Dad, just me. The worms were what scared them.” He chuckled yet again, and had another sip of his drink. He realized he was getting a little looped.

Kyli’s pretty eyes grew large. “Just tell me!”

“Okay… so… this is soon after the Great Worm Scare, I’m watching Mom change you, I’m pretty sure I was checking for more worms, and… and I thought… I thought something horrible had happened to you and it really scared me.” He grinned.


“I’m watching real closely, staring at you and I’m shocked because you don’t have a package.” He chuckled.


“You don’t have a penis. And I got scared that…” His grin grew. “This is good.” He laughed. “I got scared because I thought the worms had eaten it!”

“Shut up!” She leaned towards him and swatted his arm. Smat!

Ted laughed yet again. “So I got scared and asked Mom about it, then… then she explained it to me. I guess… I guess that was my first sex talk and… and afterwards, in my boy brain, it really made sense that, you know, boys and girls would be different down there. I mean I knew girls and, well, women, were different by then, you know, tits and stuff, and girls wore dresses, and you weren’t supposed to punch girls, but you know, I didn’t know about pussies.” He grinned. “By the way, you have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, Ky.”

She felt her vagina clench as if it had a mind of its own. She spoke softly, “Shut up.”

The grin left his face and his voice. “You know, I… I always thought you’d have a very pretty… beautiful pussy.” He blinked and his face went slack for a moment. “Ahhh… jeezuz… sorry, Ky. I… I shouldn’t have said that.” He realized he was definitely a little drunk.

“Did you… did you really think that?”

He looked at her, glad it was so dark. He couldn’t see her eyes very well. “Yeah, I… I did.”

They both grew silent. It lasted two minutes. Ted broke it. “Did I just screw the mood here?”

“No. I… I’m just thinking.”

“You know, it would have been really funny, if in that pregnant pause jus’ now, half way through it, you would have said…” His voice rose an octave and took on a lilt, “Ted? I always thought you’d have the prettiest dick.”

“Don’t be crass.” Kyli shook her head but smiled softly.

He laughed then finished off his bourbon rocks. “I’m gettin’ another drink. Wan’ a refill?”

“I don’t think you need another. How many is that for you?”

“I don’ know. Two I think.”

“I think that’s your third because this is my second. You had one more than me.”

“You trying to take Mom’s role here? Or illustrate your math skills?”


“Then shut up.” He stood. “You want another?”

“No. Wait. Oh… all right.” She drank the remnants from her glass and handed it to him.

“Okay, be right back.”

Kyli realized that talking about their childhood had taken her mind off of her divorce, which made her think about it again.

Ted made the refills, then returned to the lounge chairs. The backyard was surrounded by trees and tall shrubs but he knew the moon was rising. It had gotten a little brighter on the patio. He handed Kyli her drink.

“Thank you.”

Ted sat down. “You’re welcome.” He tasted his bourbon rocks and stole a glance at Kyli’s legs.

She took a sip of her drink. “Are you bored talking about the past, our childhoods?”

“Mmm…. no. Have another memory?”

“Yes, but… I’m… I’m not sure I should bring it up.”

His brow pinched. “What is it?”

A million butterflies alighted in her abdomen. “It was a game… well… no, not really a game game, but… um…” She took another drink from her glass.

“What do you mean? When was this? What kind of game?”

“I was… I think… like thirteen, maybe fourteen.” She felt breathless for a moment.

His brow pinched. “Yeah? What game?”

“It wasn’t a game game, it was… I guess… um… I guess it could be called a ‘what if’ game, if… if it should be called a game.”

He stared at her profile wondering what the hell she was talking about. His gut tensed as it came to him. Oh… shit!

“It only happened… I mean, we played it only like… oh… like ten times. The first time we were in my room and playing… well, playing some sort of regular game, a… a board game or cards or something, and we were on my bed and we finished playing it. Mom and Dad were out on one of their monthly dates to the movies or dinner or something. You lost so you were putting the game pieces away, and I started teasing you about… about seeing you holding hands with that girl, I think her name was Darcy. And…”

He spoke softly, “Her name was Marcy… or Marcia.”

“Oh… yeah, and… and then I said… I asked, what… what you’d do if you walked into her bedroom when she was sleeping and… and you’d know that she’d not wake up while you were in her room, what… what you would do. Do you remember that?”

His gut tightened more. He was tempted to lie. He didn’t. “Yeah, I remember. Listen, Ky, wha…”

“Sssh. Remember what happened?”

“Yeah, but listen…”

She interrupted again, “I’ve never forgotten that.”

“Ky, I never touched you in any…”

“Ted, I know you didn’t touch me… inappropriately. If that’s what you’re worrying about.”

“Well… I didn’t.”

“I know you didn’t.” Her anxiety rose a hundred fold. “Never… nevermind.”

He took a slow breath. “Come on, tell me now. I… I need to know what you remember about it. To… to see if it matches my memory.”

“So you really do remember it, all those times?”

“I didn’t think there were ten times. Maybe six times, over… a few years .”

“Okay, it was probably less than ten. But… you do remember the times?”

“Yeah.” He squirmed on the cushion. He wondered what she was going to say. He took a good sized drink from his glass.

“I… um… oh… nevermind. Let’s not talk about it.”

“You know, I hate when you do this. You bring something up and-and then say nevermind.”

“What… what do you remember about those times, and tell me the truth.”

His gut was still in a knot. “Why… why don’t we both tell each other what we remember. You go first, about… the first time.”

She drank more, then slowly lowered the glass. “I guess, in a way, in a weird way, when I saw you holding Marcia’s hand, I… I don’t know a better word to use, okay? But… I guess seeing you two holding hands, it kind of made me… jealous, in a weird, you know, odd way. And then I started wondering what… what other stuff, you know, boy-girl stuff you two had done together.” She closed her eyes and blushed. She was talking as if she was thirteen years old again. “What you might want to do with her sexually, but at the time, I didn’t think the word ‘sexually.’ I don’t mean having sex. I was wondering about kissing, putting your arm around her, hugging, that sort of thing.”

He had always wondered why it had started. He was glad to finally know the reason. “Yeah, you teased me about holding hands with her, and then came up with the scenario, she… she was asleep, wasn’t going to wake up, no one would know I was in the bedroom with her and… and you wanted to know what I’d do.”

“Uh-huh, that’s exactly what I said, and then I told you… I said you should demonstrate it on me. You didn’t want to at first, but I said it was just pretending, and… some other things which I can’t remember, and then you said, ‘Okay.’ So I lay on my bed and had my arms at my sides and my legs together, and… and I closed my eyes, I guess to make it seem like I really was asleep. I-I think I told you to turn off the lights.” Kyli remembered how excited she had gotten, yet had been a little scared too.

“I think it was me saying the lights would be off if she was sleeping, something like that.”

“Oh… right, uh-huh. You turned them off.” She felt as nervous as she had been that long ago night.

“You had on a tank shirt, white, and… and those light blue short-shorts you used to wear.”

“It wasn’t really a tank shirt, more like a sleeveless T.”

“I’m sure it was a-a mens tank style undershirt.”

“No. It was a sleeveless, you’re… you’re thinking of a couple other times.”

Ted’s brow pinched. “Oh… yeah, you’re probably right.”

“I then said something… whispered something like… ‘What would you do first?’ Remember what you did?”

“I… I lay down next to you and told you I’d want to… to touch… feel her skin wherever it was… ahhh… exposed.”

“Uh-huh, and… and I think I asked where you’d start.”

“Yeah… yeah, you did.”

“You started on my face, my cheek, your fingers were so… so gentle, yet sometimes a little firm too, and it… it felt…” She sensed her heart beating faster.

“It felt… ahhh… what?”

“Don’t laugh, but… your touch felt… I guess the best word to describe it is… electric.” She took a quick breath. “You… your fingertips moved all over my face, my ears even, then your fingertips passed over my lips and that… that made me shiver. And-and you… you said you’d be thinking how pretty she was, and how much you’d want to… kiss her. And…” She closed her eyes and wondered why she had brought it all up.


She took a sip of her drink. “I pretended… I sort of wished you… you were thinking that about me.”

“I… in a way, I… I guess I was saying you were pretty.”

“You were? Really?”

He shifted on the cushion of his lounge chair. “Ky, I’ve always thought you were pretty… hell, beautiful.”

“You… you have?”

He looked at her in the near dark. He half smiled. “Of course I did… do. Are you jus’ fishin’ for compliments? You know you’re beautiful and…” He stopped talking.

“And what?”

“You know… hot… and smart, nice, sweet, all that stuff.”

“You thought that when I was thirteen, that night in my room?”

He chuckled softly. “Ky, I can’t recall exactly what I was thinking every moment that night. I… Yeah, I thought you were very pretty.”

“So you might have thought of kissing me?”

He shifted his ass again. “I don’t know, yeah… maybe, I mean… we were, like you said, in a what if scenario. Pretending. I like… ahhh.”


“I liked you lying still and I liked… touching you.”

“Your… your hand moved from my face to… my neck.”


“It felt… that felt a little scary, no… not scary, but…” Kyli took a breath.

“But what?”

“It… it was kind of thrilling. And then you stroked each of my arms, and-and I liked it when you had to reach over me to get to my far arm.”

“I…” He smiled. “You’ve always been thin, slender, and… and I was a little surprised that your arms, had… well, your muscles weren’t putty, you know, I mean, there was a muscle there. And then you flexed, and I thought you were trying to show me you had muscular arms.” He chuckled softly.

“That’s not why I tensed my arms.”

“Why did you?”

“Your hands felt… good on me. It was a reaction to that.” She again wondered why she had brought all this up.

“I… I pulled your shirt up from your waist a little, and when I put my hand on your abdomen, you…” He smiled again. “You sucked your stomach in and I thought you thought that I’d think you were fat or something.” He grinned. It was sort of fun to finally talk about it. He took another sip of bourbon.

“I didn’t do it because of that. I… you… your hand made me tense up again. I-I remember my heart started racing.”

“Why?” He wanted to adjust his crotch, his cock was growing and pulling some pubic hair. He didn’t want her to see him do it though.

“I didn’t know if… I didn’t know where your hand was headed.”

As furtively as possible, Ted re-situated the bulge in his crotch. He was remembering that long ago night in detail. He knew where he had wanted his hand to go. “I didn’t touch you in… in any inappropriate spot, Ky.”

“I know that. I said that a minute ago. I’m… I’m talking about what I thought back then.”

“Where… where did you want my hand to go that night?”

“I… I don’t think I thought about that, I was afraid you… you might go higher and… and I was… I was flat chested. I only had…” She exhaled. “Little pimple boobs.”

Ted chuckled.

Kyli half smiled. “Shut up. I still don’t have boobs.”

“Yeah, you do. You have nice tits. Feminine, delicate tits.”

“Don’t call ‘em tits.” She took a sip of her drink. “Was that a lie?”


“Do you think I have okay boobs?”

“Yeah. They look great when you don’t…” His brow pinched. He knew he was getting drunk. He was telling her too much.

“When I don’t what?”

“When you go braless. They… you look good that way. When your back is straight.”

She wondered if he was just trying to make her feel better about her body. She took another sip of her drink. “Remember when you started stroking my legs that night and I squirmed?”

He thought for a moment. His cock was throbbing. “I… I told you to stay still.”

“Yeah. You said it like an… an order. It… that alone sent a shiver through me. And your hand… your firm yet gentle stroking made it so difficult for me to… to stay still.”

“I guess I knew that. It made me want to make it more difficult for you.”

“I remember your fingertips started to… just a tiny bit, go under the hem of my short shorts.”

“I didn’t touch you anywhere tha…”

She interrupted, “I know and quit thinking that I’m saying or implying you did something… something bad, okay?”

He relaxed a little. “Okay.”

“I-I really liked you stroking my legs, and… and even my feet. I was so surprised it didn’t tickle, I mean, when your fingers curled around to the soles of my feet. I loved every moment of that on my legs, and didn’t want it to stop, but… but…” She took a slow breath. She was clenching her pussy and squeezing her thighs together. She knew she was moist if not wet.

“We heard Mom and Dad coming into the house, and I bolted off the bed and out of your room.”

“Uh-huh.” She wanted to finally say something and knew she shouldn’t, but the drinks were convincing her it was okay. “I… I want to tell you something and I don’t want you to laugh or… or think I’m weird.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t laugh.”

“I won’t laugh.”

“I’ve… that night, I’ve… I’ve always thought of that as… as…” Her brain made her stop talking. A little voice was telling her to shut her mouth.

He tensed. “Thought of it as what?”

“I’ve… I’ve always thought of that as my… my… ummmm.”

“Just say it, Ky.”

“I’ve always thought of that night as… as my first…. okay, it wasn’t sexual, but… it… it sort of felt like… like my first boy-girl experience.” She frowned for a moment. She was talking like a thirteen year old again.

“Ky, I didn’t touch you anywhere that…”

“I know! I’m just telling you how I view it. You didn’t do anything wrong, and… and I didn’t either, but-but…”


“It… it was… exciting for me, like a sort of first time kind of thing. I mean, you know. It… it seemed intimate to me.”

“It… it was exciting for me too, and yeah, intimate too, I guess.”

“It was for you too?”

He let out a huff of air. “Yeah, of course it was.” He took a sip of bourbon. He half smiled. Maybe she wasn’t very smart after all.

“I’ve wondered, I guess, those times when, you know before I was a senior in high school, if… if you were just teasing me.”

“Looking back now, don’t you think it was both of us teasing each other?”

“I don’t know. Okay… yes, I guess we were.”

“I had a really hard time getting to sleep that night.” A crooked smile formed on his mouth thinking of the pun. The pun definitely applied that night.

“I… I did too.”

“The time after that was even worse. It was… what a year later? That’s when you did wear that mens tank undershirt, and… and some sort of short-short PJ pants.”

“I know. You… nudged the straps down a little over my shoulders.”

“Yeah. I remember.”

“Your hand stayed up around my shoulders, neck, and collar bones a long time.” She recalled how scared and thrilled she was when the heel of his hand got close to her little breasts.

“Yeah.” Ted had to adjust his bulge again. “You always looked… ahhh…”


“You always looked hot in that mens tank undershirt when you used it as a night shirt.”

“I thought you might have liked it.”

He smiled as the alcohol loosened his tongue a bit more. “‘specially after you really started developing. I… I could sort of see your nipples under it, I mean the darker color. And… and your tits got bigger than pimples by the way.”

“Shut up.” She had worn it knowing her nipples would just barely show under the thin cotton fabric.

“And I loved it when they got hard, stood up.” He tensed. He was saying too much. “Sorry, Ky, I… I’m little drunk I think.”

“Maybe we both are a li’l tipsy. I… I don’t… is… I mean, is it okay we’re talking about this?”

“Yeah, but… ahhh…”


“I keep thinking you’re going to say I did something wrong, that I… took advantage of you, or… something.”

“I don’t think that at all. If anything… I mean…” She quickly inhaled and exhaled. “I seem to remember it was usually me getting you to play the… ‘what if’ game.”

His brow pinched. A moment later the corner of his mouth curled. “Maybe you took advantage of me.”

He chuckled. She actually had suggested or at least hinted about doing it most of the times, but after the initial ‘what if’ experience, it had been on his mind before every single time they played it. He would have suggested it but was afraid she’d catch on that he was getting hard-ons and got off on every moment feeling every spot on her that would be ‘okay’ to touch. When he was older, in college, home for the summer, he’d stay in on purpose when their parents were going out. He even missed a friend’s ‘home alone’ party once, which ironically wasn’t a time they did it.

“I… I didn’t think I was doing that.”

“You weren’t. That was an obvious joke, Ky.”

She thought about how each time they played it, Ted’s hands had gotten closer and closer to sliding onto her breasts or her pussy, and a few times she thought his hand would turn and his fingertips would go all the way to the crack between the cheeks of her butt, which she had found so oddly thrilling. Each succeeding time they played “what if” she had gotten the same kind of thrill she had the first time, maybe even more so each time. She had to fight her urge to suddenly twitch or turn to get his hand onto her small breasts or onto her pussy, or more fully on her bottom. Yet, when she really thought about it, it was never anything more than a really light massage, or like the times he had put on sun block for her. His fingertips or hands never touched any of her ‘private areas.’

She recalled the last few times they played the game and realized it had to be close to eight times they played the ‘what if’ game over four or five years. Sometimes it didn’t have anything to do with any specific girl he was dating, just an imaginary girl he was really interested in, some girl he’d be hot for, a few times there was no scenario. Mom and Dad would be out and somehow they’d be in their PJs in her room. By then they had both silently agreed or assumed that him seeing her in her panties was okay, since they were like the bottoms of her bikini.

She remembered the time they played it a few days after she had turned eighteen. He had come home from college for her birthday party. A couple days later they were home alone and it started out as it usually did, but after he had caressed every uncovered part of her body with his hands, he had said, ‘After I touched every bare part of her with my hands and fingertips, I’d want to stroke my face on her like this.’

When he moved his face all over her skin, she knew now she had gotten very close to having an orgasm. Without really consciously deciding to do it, she had repeatedly clenched and relaxed her pussy and bottom. She had done that before when he had only used his hands and she had felt intense, shivering tingles. It was like his touch made her body clench like that. When his face had stroked around her, it had been even better, she could feel his moist lips and his warm breath against her skin half the time.

She took a sip of her drink. “I… I liked it even when you stroked me with your face… your face and hands at the same time.”

Ted’s cock was throbbing. He knew there was at least a small semen leak stain in his jockeys. “Yeah… ahhh… me too. I’ve never seen any girl whose… whose skin is as soft and smooth as yours, like… like you don’t even have pores. It… it was like satin. It still looks like that.” He noticed the moon peaking above the trees.

Kyli felt more butterflies alighting. “Do… do you remember that spring break, a couple months after my eighteenth birthday when… when we were both seniors, me in high school, you in college.”

He squirmed again. “Yeah. Yeah, I remember.”

“Mom and Dad were out with another couple, and… and I brought up some ¬what if situation, but… but you changed it a little.”

“Yeah… I know.”

“You… you had thought about that beforehand, di’n't you?”

“I… ahhh… yeah, I… I guess I did.” He took a gulp from his glass. He had been stupid if not insane that night.

“We drank a little before going up to my room.”

“Yeah, we did.” He had a few beers and gave her some wine, at least a couple glasses. He had planned that, had planned it all but had never really admitted that to himself until this moment.

“It was only like 9 o’clock, but… I had on my mens tank undershirt and… and just panties and you had on your… those black, light cotton parachute pants you used to wear around the house sometimes, without a shirt. We had both just taken showers.”

“Got those at the Salvation Army store at school. Pants to wear to just relax in, instead of sweats. They were comfortable.” He took a sip of his bourbon wondering why he was thinking about the stupid pants.

“The ‘what if’ was about that girl you told me you had started seeing… Darlene.”

He almost smiled. “Yeah.” Darlene was weird, good looking and hot in a very slutty way, not very pretty when you really gave it some thought, but she had been up for anything sexually. She was the first girl he had assfucked. She had loved it. In fact, it had been her idea. Her ass had been a killer butt too. Not quite as hot as Kyli’s bottom though. Ky was one of the few Asian chicks he had ever seen with an apple ass, a true bubble butt. He had never seen an ass as hot as hers, at least in real life, maybe on chicks in a few porn vids.

“Ted? Do you remember that?”


“Do you remember telling me you’d want to tie her to the bed, just in case she woke up, in the… in the what if scenario?”

He realized he had zoned out for a few moments with his own memories. “Ahh… yeah… yeah, I guess I recall that.”

“So… so I went upstairs and pulled down the covers on my bed and… and lay down with my eyes closed, like… like all the other times, and my door was closed. And then you came in a few minutes later.”

Ted’s cock was starting to ache from the memories and gazing at Kyli’s smooth, slender legs. He waited for her to continue the story but she stayed silent. He glanced at her profile. She was looking up at the starry sky and lightly chewing her lower lip. He shifted on the cushion once more. “I came in with those old neckties and… that red bandanna I had folded into a blindfold. I put that on you first, saying… saying if she woke up that I’d not want her to know it was me. Something like that.”

“No, you said…” Kyli’s brow pinched for a moment. “You said if she woke up you’d want her to think she was dreaming it… dreaming you were with her in her bed.”

His ass squirmed again. “Oh… yeah, yeah, tha’s right.”

“You had those neckties looped at the ends already, so like they wouldn’t tighten. You moved my arms above my head on the mattress. You put a loop around each of my wrists then fastened the ends of the neckties to the vertical spindle things of the headboard in the center. You then held my ankles and pulled me down the bed making my arms straighten out on the mattress, and… my shirt slid up to my hips. Then you moved a pillow and… and your arm pushed under my lower back and I… I was surprised you could just raise my middle off the bed with one arm. You pu…”

Ted broke in, “Kyli, you hardly weigh anything.” He took a sip of his bourbon. He was getting very nervous about what she was going to say next.

“Well, it surprised me you could lift me like that. You pushed a pillow under my butt, then lowered me onto it. Then you looped neckties around my ankles, and-and spread my legs apart, I guess tying the end of the neckties to the ends of the footboard.”


“So, I was lying in… in kind of an upside-down ‘Y’ position on the bed.”

Ted’s ass shifted. He muttered, “Yeah, that’s… that’s what it looked like from the foot of the bed.”

“Then… you turned on the tea lamp on my dresser, I heard the switch click. You came to the bed and sat on the edge. I… I felt your hand lay on the top of my foot, it… your palm felt… warm and… and nice. It… it made me tense and shiver.”

She closed her eyes. She had clenched her pussy at his touch and it had made her shiver both outside and inside. “Your hand started moving up my leg, caressing, almost like a light massage, like… like the other times, but… more on the insides of my legs. That… that made me shiver even more. And when I’d squirm a little you’d… you’d tell me not to move, so… I tried not to, but your hand was making me want to squirm so much it was so difficult not to do it a little.” Just remembering it all, she felt herself getting almost as wet as she had been that night nearly a decade ago.

Ted folded his leg up, his foot flat on the cushion, in order to hide his hand moving to his crotch to adjust his throbbing hard-on once more. He was remembering that night as if it happened yesterday. Kyli was not really bound to the bed, she could have easily gotten out of the necktie loops, but it would have taken some time. He recalled how great the temptation had been to rip her tank shirt and little panties off.

“Your other hand pulled my shirt up to… to just below my boobs and started stroking around my stomach while your other hand moved from… from one leg to the other, mostly on my thighs but… but down to my feet sometimes.”

Ted mumbled, “Your abs were so flat… even concave, your pelvic girdle, by your waist was… was prominent.” He recalled her mons veneris was pronounced too, maybe due to the pillow under her luscious bubble buns.

She glanced at him. “My what?”

Ted’s voice was soft and low, “Your abs… stomach was so flat and smooth… and your… you know, those bones at your waist stuck out which… which I thought was hot… attractive. You didn’t seem to have an ounce of fat on you, but you had all these wonderful subtle, soft curves. You… you were, still are, very, very feminine.”

Kyli felt the compliment course through her almost like another tingling shiver, maybe it was because she had pressed her thighs together and clenched her now very wet pussy. Just his low voice made her do that sometimes. She spoke softly, “Thank you.”

“You’re beautiful, Ky. I’m just stating fact.” He took another hefty sip of his drink.

She thought for a few moments before continuing the memory. “Your hands moved to my arms, like… like the other times, you stroked, felt every inch of me that wasn’t covered.” She recalled how his fingers had gotten so close to her pussy and how she had to fight with herself not to finally push or jerk her crotch under his fingers. She recalled she had nearly been panting during it, and then definitely had been a minute or two later. “You… you then massaged me with your face.”

She had felt not only his lips touching her skin, but then his hot, moist breath above her pussy through her cotton panties. She nearly had an orgasm when he reached her hands and reversed course, but instead of just stroking, he started kissing and sometimes the tip of his tongue would draw a wet line on her skin as his face moved. “Then… then when you had your face at the bottom of my pushed up shirt, you pushed it more, right to where my boobs started, your face stroked over my… my covered breasts, then… you got on top of me.”

Ted squirmed on his seat again. “Ahh… I probably shou…”

She interrupted, “You were… hard, weren’t you?”

“Kyli, listen… I’m really sor…”

She broke in again, “Were you? Did you have an… an erection?”

He wasn’t sure what the tone of her voice meant, if anything. “I…” He exhaled. “Yeah. I was hard. Ky, listen, I’m sor…”

She spoke over him again, “Then you kissed my neck while your face moved around and your hands caressed and slowly slid up my arms, and… and…” She closed her eyes at the memory, the utterly erotic and intense sensuality of that moment so long ago. “You… you rubbed your… hardness against me.”

Ted felt overwhelmed with guilt. He glanced at her. Kyli’s eyes were closed. He wondered if she was about to start crying. He cleared his throat and was about to beg her forgiveness when she spoke softly.

“I pushed up as you stroked. I… I had never been so excited… so turned on, Ted. You kept stroking right on my… between my legs and I kept pushing up, over and over again for a few minutes, and then… then you abruptly stopped. I wanted you to keep doing it but… but I was afraid to tell you that. I-I had a boyfriend for a while junior year, and he and I kissed and touched a little, but… that night with you on my bed, I… that was my hottest sexual experience during high school. Maybe… it was the first real sexual experience for me. It-it was my first real experience. Why… why did you stop?”

Ted shifted his ass again. She had to know. “Why do you think?”

“Were… were you close to having an orgasm too?”

He glanced at her. He knew she had been turned on but he didn’t think she had been close to an orgasm. “Were you?”

“Yes… god yes. Couldn’t you tell?”

“Couldn’t you tell I was too?”

Kyli took a deep breath and sighed. She had wondered for eight years why he had stopped, if her getting so close to peaking had grossed him out or something. “I… I was blindfolded.”

Ted almost laughed. He kept it to a grin. “Yeah, Ky… I was very close. That’s why I stopped.”

“But then… you did it again, after you turned me over. Remember? You got my feet out of the loops, then told me to turn onto my tummy, the pillow still under my hips, you re-looped my ankles to the footboard, and… and then you stroked your face and kissed the back of my legs, all the way up to the edge of my panties, then over my buns, and up my back to my neck. That felt so nice around my neck and you pushed your face in my hair, then, and… and then you lay on me again, holding most of your weight off me with your elbows like you had when I was face up, and… and then you stroked your thing against my butt, be-between my buns, and… and I pushed up towards you again, and you… you kissed my neck again while your hands slid on the sheet and held my elbows. You kept stroking, pressing down and I kept pushing up. I heard you breathing so loud and fast and I was too, and-and sometimes I wasn’t sure whose breathing it was.” She wasn’t surprised she remembered every detail.

She took a sip of her drink. “And then… and then, like the very first time, we heard Mom and Dad coming home, and you sprang off the bed and got my feet out of the tie loops while I got my hands out of the loops and took the blindfold off, and then you got the ties off the footboard spindle things while I shoved the others behind the mattress and… and-and then you were gone before I even turned over. You had closed the door behind you really quietly. Then I heard Mom coming up the stairs just as I was getting up to turn off the dresser lamp, so I grabbed some book and switched on the lamp on the bedside table, got under the covers and pretended to be reading when she tapped on my door and opened it.”

He spoke fast, “Kyli, I’m so damn sorry, I… I never should have done any of that. I… I’m sorry.”

“You… you really had… um… an erection?”

“I did, yeah, I’m… I’m sorry. I really am. I-I never should have done any of that.”

“May I… I ask you something about it?”

“Ahh… yeah. What?” He held his breath.

“Did you have an erection because you were thinking of Darlene or… or because you were with me?”

He wondered if lying would be best. He knew he was too wasted to pull off a lie. “I had a… a hard-on… an erection, because I was… with you.”

Kyli had been holding her breath too. She exhaled. “Oh.” She felt relieved after years of wondering now and then.

His gut was still tensed. “Do… do you hate me, Ky?”


“Do you hate me for that night?”

No. Not at all. Maybe… maybe I’d be mad a little if you had said you had been thinking of Darlene that night.”

He waited a few moments to see if she’d add anything. She didn’t. “I… I was only thinking of you that night.”

“We… we never played that game after that.”

“Yeah, I know.”


Her question surprised him for a couple reasons. “I think you just figured out why.”

They were both silent for over a minute.

Kyli spoke softly, almost a whisper, “You sort of played it another time.”

“Huh? No we didn’t. I… Kyli, come on. I went too far, and… and hell, I knew I couldn’t trus’ myself a next time.”

“I di’n't say we, I said you.” She took a slow breath. Her eyes teared for a moment.


“A few months later, June or July, Mom and Dad went up to the Bensen’s cottage to spend like a week, maybe ten days… something like that. You and I were home alone, we both had summer jobs, and… and you asked Darlene to come up and visit that weekend, four days actually.”

Ted’s gut tightened but he still didn’t know what she was talking about regarding the ‘game.’ “You… you didn’t like her much.”

“No, I didn’t. That’s… that’s why I went to stay a couple days at Barb’s, then at Lara’s house. I didn’t like her at all, and… you suggested I go and do some sleepover with one of my friends after that first night she was here.”

Ted frowned. He had been so horny that summer. Darlene had gotten him hooked, nearly turning him into a sex addict, even though he knew he’d never fall in love with her, that there wasn’t any chance of the relationship going anywhere. “I was a jerk. Sorry.”

“You were.” She clenched her jaw for a few seconds. “I saw you two… you two playing the game, the game I thought was… was only our game.”

“Huh? No I didn’t.”

“Yeah, you did. I saw you two.”

“Huh? We nev…” He stopped talking, then stopped breathing for a few moments. He mumbled, “Oh… shit.”

“It was that first night I went to stay at Barb’s. I left around 7:00 that evening, then when I got over to her house, I realized I left my cell phone in my room, so… around 8PM I went back home by myself, and… and went up to my room to get it, and-and I… I heard you with Darlene in your bedroom. And then-and then…”

She took a breath as her stomach knotted tighter. She knew she shouldn’t have said anything about it. Was it because she’d had a few drinks? Was it because she was back home, alone with Ted again? Why had she been thinking about it so much since Mom said he was coming in to see them off too?

Ted groaned silently. He knew what she had probably overheard. He and Darlene had tried the bondage thing after spring break when he had used the ties on Ky, and then when she was over for the visit. It had to be that night.

“I saw you and Darlene on your bed. She… she was on your bed, her wrists and ankles tied to the bed, like… like I had been a couple months earlier.”

Oh jeezuz… she fucking saw us! He mumbled again, “Ahhh… crap.” He now remembered he hadn’t closed the bedroom door. There wasn’t any reason to. They had been alone in the house. At least he thought they would be.

“I stood in the hall and… and I saw you-you fucking her and you stopped and turned her over and looped her ankles again and… and you… you did anal with her.” She felt the old anger, jealousy, and tears rising once again. “I… I hated you that night. I-I know I shouldn’t have, but… but I felt you had betrayed me. You-you had her tied up in the upside-down ‘Y’ just like you did with me and… and I thought I had been just a-a practice for you. That-that I was so stupid for thinking you had been as excited as I had gotten the last time we played that stupid game, and… and I know I shouldn’t have been but I was so… so damn angry and hurt about it all.”

He waited a few moments again to see if she had more to say. “I… I’ve never wanted to hurt you, Ky.”

“Well… you did that night or-or, I don’t know, maybe I hurt myself. I… it was all so crazy and I got so-so… so jealous.” She felt like crying just as she did that night on her way back to Barb’s and later that night too. She told herself to get control of her emotions. She quickly wiped her eyes with her fingers. “It’s… that’s why I… I hardly spoke to you for a year.”

He squirmed again. He had noticed it the rest of that summer, she barely spoke to him and never wanted to do anything with him, and the same that following Christmas when they were both home from college. He had always thought it was because of the last time they played ‘what if.’ He wondered if he should tell her the truth. The sober part of his brain was getting pushed aside by the loaded part. “Ky… that night, I…” He stopped speaking, trying to restrain himself. He knew he’d tell her.

“What?” She wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

“It… it was the other way round.”

“Wha’… wha’ does tha’ mean?”

“I was with Darlene but… ahhh… I was… I was like pretending it was you I was with, not… not her.” He shifted his ass again. For the most part, at least some part of it he had been wishing that, not really pretending but as he shoved his cock into Darlene’s nice, tight cunt or her hot, gripping asshole, he’d realize how much he wished it was Kyli with him tied to the bed and they were doing what he was doing with Darlene. His voice was low, nearly a murmur, “I-I wished it was you with me.”

“You’re… you’re lying, you’re jus’ saying that.”

He looked at her. “No. No, it’s not a lie. I… I wished it was you. Ky, it… none of those times we played that stupid game had anything to do with any other girl than you, even… even the very first time.”

He took a breath. “That’s the weird part of you being adopted, I… I always thought of you as my sister, yet… when you got older, or… maybe it was when I got older, I… I sometimes wished you… you weren’t my sister so… so we could do what… so I could be more than a brother to you. But… I never… never wanted to hurt you and-and that last time we played that damn game, it… I-I got out of control, it… I couldn’t fool myself into believing it was just some stupid, teasing game anymore, not after that last time. And what you saw with Darlene, I… I wanted you in my bed not her that night. I’m… I’m sorry… jeezuz, please don’t hate me now. I’m so damn sorry. I just couldn’t help thinking about you like that sometimes. I’m sorry, jus’… please… don’t hate me.”

Kyli knew she felt the opposite. She loved him. She always had. Maybe that was why her marriage hadn’t worked out, maybe it was the main hidden reason, not all the other apparent ones. “I… I don’t hate you at all, Ted.” The air felt electric with emotional and sexual tension. There was silence for a full minute again. “Wha’… wha’ are you thinking?”

Ted was thinking about their last time playing ‘what if.’ He was wondering what might have happened if he had fully given in to his desires. He stopped breathing for a few moments realizing that Mom and Dad would probably have caught them screwing. “Huh?”

“You got… quiet. Wha’ are you thinking about?”

Ted almost smiled. He wondered how many times some chick had asked him that. Some of those times he had been thinking about Kyli while he was with those other girls. “I was thinking ’bout that last time we played and… how much I… I wanted to do what… how much I wanted to make love with you, an’… an’ wondering what might have happened if Mom and Dad hadn’t come home when they did.”

“I’ve wondered tha’… tha’ too.” She had never been so turned on as she had been that night. Maybe that wasn’t true. She thought of her time with Tom for a moment. Yes, it was true.

Another pregnant pause ensued, which turned into an awkward long silence. Kyli broke it. Her voice was very soft, just above a whisper, “I’m going in to… take a shower, after that do… umm… do you wanna play… play ‘what if?’”

Ted couldn’t believe his ears. “Are… are you kiddin’ around?” He didn’t look at his crotch but he bet it was visually throbbing.

“Ne… n-nevermind.” She put her hands on the arms of the chaise to get up. Ted’s hand covered hers. She stopped moving and looked at him in the moonlight.

He was too drunk to debate himself about whether what he wanted and what it seemed Kyli wanted was right, moral, or good. “Ky… yeah, of course I want to. Are… are you sure you want to?”

“Ye… I… Ted…” She took a breath and exhaled slowly. “I’m not sure about anything anymore, but… but I want some answers. I-I want to find out what it would’ve been like tha’ las’ time if… if we weren’t interrupted.” She felt breathless for a few moments at the truth she had just released.

He gave her hand a squeeze. “I think I still have those neckties with the stuff I’ve never taken out of my bedroom closet.”

“Does… does that mean you wanna… play it again?”

“Yeah, but… are you sure?”

Her stomach knotted and she felt a gazillion butterflies alight within her. She whispered breathlessly, “Yes. With… with the neckties?”

His cock leaped in his crotch. He nodded. “Yeah, with them, if they’re still in my room.” He knew they were. He took a slow breath. “I’ll take a shower too, then… then come to your room.”

“All right.”

As he stood he quickly adjusted the bulge in his pants. He grabbed his glass then held out his other hand for Kyli. She took it and rose from the chaise, taking her glass from the little table. They slowly walked to the house. Ted let her hand go as he opened the patio door. He glanced at her ass as she stepped inside. He wanted to rip her clothes off right now, but even half wasted, he wanted to give her a little time to think it over. He followed her in. “Give me your glass. You can start your shower. I’ll make us a couple new drinks before I take mine.”

“I jus’ want ice water, ‘kay?”


Kyli headed towards the stairs. She almost felt as if she was in a dream. Maybe she was about to do what always had been a dream. She was both scared and very excited. She knew her pussy was still moist. She entered her room closing the door behind her. She recalled how Ted had complained to Mom and Dad that she got the room with the private bathroom when they moved from the old house. The memory made her smile softly and a little less scared.

She had unpacked her suitcase so she went to her old dresser, opened a drawer and pulled out a mens white cotton tank undershirt and a pair of white cotton bikini panties. One of a half dozen different color pairs she had bought on sale at Victoria’s Secret. She lay the garments on the bed and went into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and undressed. The butterflies were still going crazy inside her.

Ted carried the drinks upstairs to his bedroom. He looked for the neckties and found them in the dresser with some other old clothes he hadn’t bothered to take with him. He grinned when he discovered the black cotton parachute pants. He decided he’d wear them to her room. His smile waned. There was no turning back for him about this. He wanted her, had wanted her for years.

He told himself to ask if she was sure again before anything happened. He knew he was half looped and she had to be as drunk he was, even if she had a drink or so less than him. She couldn’t weigh much more than a hundred pounds. He figured she was at most, 5′-3″, about five inches less than his height. He had those inches and at least 45 pounds on her to soak up some of the alcohol. Maybe she was more wasted than he was. He hoped she wasn’t. He didn’t want her to hate him in the morning, or sooner. He’d never be able to deal with that. It would devastate him. She was the only girl he really cared about. The only girl he had ever really loved.

He told himself to stop worrying about it. They were both adults, although he had yet to actually feel like an adult. He undressed and walked across the hall to the bathroom. He recalled how pissed he had been that Ky got the bedroom with the private bath when they moved from the smaller house. He grinned as he turned on the shower.

He brushed his teeth as the water warmed up, then stepped into the shower. He grabbed the shampoo and poured some in his palm. He wondered for a moment if he was thinking way too much with his dick. He told himself again they were adults and they had both wondered about it for years. He wanted her. He had since he was a teenager, yet he didn’t want to lose her as a sister because of his lusty desires. He started shampooing. No, it was much, much more than lust.

Kyli finished with the hair dryer and then put on a tiny bit of makeup. She never wore much. She went into the bedroom. Butterflies were still going crazy as she put on the white panties and white, mens tank undershirt. She checked herself in the dresser mirror and her hands fussed with her hair a little. Her heart was racing. She knew she was a little drunk. She knew that was fuzzing her judgment. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew it was helping her rationalize, and she kept telling herself that neither she nor Ted had said they were going to have sex. Did they? They were just going to play the ‘what if’ game, that’s all. Right?

She turned and walked to her bed. She pulled the comforter down leaving the top sheet in place, then decided to take comforter complete off. She piled it on the upholstered arm chair. She sat on the edge of the bed. She had one of the bedside table lamps on. She could nearly hear her heart beating. She glanced at the bedside table drawer and her heart rate quickened for a few moments. She wondered if she should lie down and pretend to be asleep as she used to. She felt nervous, then realized it was excitement, not nervousness. She had wanted this to happen since she was eighteen, maybe before that if she really thought about it. She heard a couple light knocks on her door. More butterflies alighted in the already crowded space within her. She felt breathless again for a moment. “Come in.”

Ted had the neckties on his wrist and both glasses palmed in one hand. He opened the door and then switched one glass to his other hand.

“Oh… I forgot about the drinks.” She started to stand.

“Sit… I’ve got ‘em.”

The corner of her mouth curved. “You still have the parachute pants.” She also saw he had an erection. Once more she felt breathless for a moment. “Could… could I have a drink?” She held out her hand.

“Sure.” He gave her the glass of ice water. He set his bourbon rocks on the bedside table then removed the neckties from his wrist and tossed them on the mattress near the foot of the bed. He picked up his glass and took a gulp then set it down. Kyli was taking little sips of water. She looked beautiful and hot and he knew he’d always want her. He had wanted her for years. She looked at him and held out her glass.

“Would you put this on the…”

He interrupted, “Yeah.” He took her glass and set it on the table. His eyes met hers. She seemed scared. He sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. He stroked his face into her hair. He spoke softly, “Sure you want to play ‘what if?’”

Kyli was yet again feeling breathless. She nodded slightly and spoke softly, “Yes. Do… do you?” She felt his lips at her ear, heard and felt his warm breath as he spoke low and softly. It made her pussy clench and sent a thrill coursing through her.

“Ky, I’ve wanted to do this for years.”

“M-me too.”

He kissed her head. “If you want to stop, at anytime, just tell me.”

“All right. You… you too.”

“Tonight is… about you, not any other girl. Ky, it was never about any other girl.”

Another thrill coursed through her. “It’s… about both of us.”

“Yeah, I guess it is.” He stroked his face in her fragrant hair. He continued speaking softly, “Ready?” He felt her nod. “I’d come into your room, just like this and now I’m just going to talk to you directly, not describe it, okay?” Again she nodded against his face. “It’s never been about any other girl, Ky, it was always about you, about what I wanted to do with you. It was… about what I felt and feel towards you too.”

She trembled with excitement. “I… I’ve always hope that so much.”

He dipped his head more and kissed her cheek. “Now… just lay back.”

“Don’t you… don’t you want me in the upside-down ‘Y?’”

“Not yet, jus’ lay back across the bed.” As she started to recline he stood up and went to end of the bed. He picked up two neckties and moved around to the other side of the bed. “Stretch your arms over your head on the mattress.” He watched her slender arms slide towards him. He slipped the loop of one necktie on her left wrist, then did the same to her other wrist with the second tie. Her arms weren’t as straight as he wanted but that wasn’t necessary yet. He crouched down and shoved the tie tails between the mattress and the box springs. He knew from other experiences that it would hold her well enough. It was about teasing, not bondage. His cock was throbbing with excitement.

He stood up and leaned forward. His palms cupped the sides of her pretty face. A small smile appeared on his mouth. “You look beautiful even upside-down.”

Maybe it was the alcohol or her nervousness but she giggled and said, “You look funny upside-down.” She saw his warm smile disappear and instantly regretted saying it. “I’ve always liked the way you look. Whichever way you are.”

He thought her little joke was saying something more. “Ky?” He pulled his hands away and sat on the edge of the bed so he could look at her right side up. “Are you sure y…”

She interrupted, “Ted, I… I want this to happen.”

His left hand went to her face again, cupping her cheek. “You really are beautiful.” He leaned down and kissed her lips softly. Her mouth opened more, their tongues touched, tentatively caressing at first, and then began a slow, oral erotic dance. The kiss quickly became more ardent. Ted shifted away from her, straightening his torso so he could lean down more comfortably. His hand moved from her face and slid up along the length of her arm. It seemed to cause Ky’s mouth to open wider and the kiss grew even more passionate.

He started moving again, turning his face perpendicular to Kyli’s as he slid off the bed, finally on his knees. His face turned more so it was nearly upside-down to hers once again. His hand slid down her arm, then both hands coursed down to her hips. A moment later he broke the kiss. He hoped she wouldn’t giggle at seeing his face upside-down again. He started working the mens tank undershirt up her body.

Kyli arched her back to help. She closed her eyes, worried he’d pull it up past her breasts, equally worried that he wouldn’t. Had he told the truth about liking her small boobs? Darlene hadn’t had big breasts but she recalled they were larger than her own. She felt the thin fabric tugged passed her fleshy mounds. She would have held her breath but she was so aroused already her breathing was ragged. Her body tensed slightly.

Ted stopped working her shirt up and stared at her breasts for a few moments. They were on the small size but looked firm, and were topped with raspberry shaped nipples that were now taut. They were like the rest of her, very feminine, not brassy, and so inviting. He tugged her shirt up higher nearly to her neck. His hands slid to the sides of her chest, then up to her breasts, cupping her pliant mounds, feeling their firmness. It may have been his imagination but it seemed her nipples grew a little larger, more turgid. He spoke softly, just above a whisper, “Ky, you’re so beautiful.”

He watched his thumbs stroke over her pink-tan nubs. He leaned down making sure his chest didn’t press against her face. He kissed both breasts a few times then lightly sucked her left nipple. Kyli arched her back a little and he sucked more intensely. She let a soft moan escape and her back arched more. He sucked harder as his tongue rubbed her erect raspberry.

“Mmmhh,” Kyli murmured. She felt her nipple released and then Ted smeared his face over her yielding mounds a few times. He took her other nipple into his mouth. He sucked it harder than the other one and his tongue was more frenetic. Her breathing quickened. She shut her eyes again and wished he’d give her just a few nipping bites.

As she was trying to decide whether or not to ask him, his face stroked over her boobs again, then he straightened up. His hands moved to her bunched up shirt and started working it up again. She twisted back and forth to help as he gathered it and got it over her head. He pulled it down her arms, passed her hands down to the ties. He kissed her again as his left hand caressed her breasts. His tongue was ravenous, so was her own. The oral dance was even more frenzied than a few moments earlier.

Ted’s hand cupped her right breast, then his thumb and index finger clamped her taut nipple, not harshly but firmly.

Kyli felt his digits holding her nipple. “Mmmh,” she moaned into his mouth. Her back arched a little.

Ted’s thumb and finger tightened a little more and he tentatively tugged her erect nub.

Kyli exhaled sharply into his mouth as her back arched more. “Mmh.”

He moved on his knees, his mouth turning on hers. His hand moved from her right breast to her left. His other hand slid onto her right mound. He clamped both her nipples lightly again, rolling, twisting, and tugging each slightly. Kyli’s exhaled sharply into his mouth once more. Her own mouth opened wider. Their tongues danced wildly for a minute then she abruptly turned her head to the side breaking the kiss. She gasped quick breaths.

Kyli murmured, “Oh… oh god… Ted.”

His hands caressed her breasts as he shifted more on his knees then sat back on his legs. He kissed her shoulder then her face and neck. He kissed her other shoulder and that side of her neck, then kissed her ear. He spoke breathlessly, “I want you so much, Ky.”

“Yessss,” she spoke between breaths, “I want you… too… oh… oh, Ted.”

“I need to taste you.”

“Ohhh… yesss.” She wasn’t exactly sure what he meant but hoped she did.

He smeared his face in her hair as his hands left her firm breasts. He quickly stood and moved to the other side of the queen size bed. He leaned forward, his eyes locked with Kyli’s as his hands cupped the backs of her knees. He drew her towards him so her hips were right at the edge of the mattress. He watched her arms straighten on the sheet on the other side of the bed. He lowered her feet to the carpeting, her legs together, bending at the knee, her thighs off the bed. He knelt in front of her legs. His hands went to hips, then his face lowered to her thighs. He kissed her warm, smooth skin beginning an upward journey.

Kyli raised her head and looked at him. Ted met her eyes. She saw desire, even lust, and hopefully love in them. Her heart and breathing increased tempo. She saw his face dip forward and just as in the past, her pussy tensed as his face began stroking over both thighs. Her head got heavy. She let it flop back on the sheet. She murmured, “Mmm… oh god.”

She felt his hands slide from her hips to the waistband of her cotton, very brief bikini panties. Her pussy and anus tensed even more when she felt his fingers curl under the elastic waistband and began slowly pulling them down. It was going to happen. All the nighttime dreams, all the daydreams, it was finally going to happen. She whispered between breaths, “Oh… ohgod… oh… Ted.” She raised her bottom slightly to assist him. She shut her eyes when the little garment slid passed her pussy. She wondered if she should have shaved her muff. She bet Ted would have liked that. It was too late to worry about it now. She felt his hands stop.

Ted gazed at her pussy. Her pubic hair wasn’t thick nor was it sparse. As if combed, it angled towards her thin labia which looked pink and slightly puffy but hadn’t opened, maybe because he had her legs together. He kissed the small bush. He spoke softly, “Ky… I have to say this again… you’re beautiful.”

Kyli raised her head again. His eyes met hers. A little smile formed on his mouth and her eyes teared slightly. She blushed, closed her eyes and let her head flop down again. She released a soft and brief giggle, then went back to taking fast breaths.

Ted really wanted to taste her. He quickly finished the task of getting her panties off, then without any delay, his hands cupped behind her knees. He raised and folded her legs up and back. Her knees were spread wider than her body very close to her rising and falling breasts. He gazed at her muff. As if she did it on purpose, her labia opened. He stopped breathing for a moment. Her pussy looked exactly as he thought it would. Pink, thin, delicate major lips, inner lips pinker and he could see them glisten in the soft light. She was moist. His mouth actually salivated. He whispered, “Ky… it’s like a beautiful flower.”

His face descended. His tongue lapped slowly upward and separated her petals more. She was warm, fresh, and already slippery. He savored her flavor with two more slow, broad strokes. His eyes were closed as he tried to memorize her taste and the first oral touch on her sex. His lips and tongue then concentrated on her clit. He could feel it taut under it thin pink hood. He teased it out from under it.

Kyli’s eyes shut tight at the intense waves of delight emanating from between her legs. She had been licked before but for some reason this was a hundred times more exciting than any other experience. She didn’t hold back, her hips swayed and she tried to push her pussy towards her mouth. Abruptly his tongue wiggled between her pink folds entering her, then began squirming, lapping, swirling within her. “Oh! Oh… gahhhhhd.” Her hips churned more intensely.

She tasted wonderful, so fresh, there really wasn’t a flavor. He sucked her delicate labs into his mouth and rubbed them with his tongue and nibbled with his lips.

Kyli raised her head, he was doing something she had never felt before. His eyes met hers. She realized he had sucked her labia into his mouth. Her head flopped back. “Oh-h-h-h.” She trembled. His mouth was pushing her pussy lips out then sucking them in over and over again, while his tongue never stopped flickering or stroking. No, she had never experienced this before. She felt herself already starting to rise towards her peak. Her body started trembling.

He lapped her slit a few times glad and amazed at how wet she was. His lips returned to her pink pearl, sucking gently as his tongue tip flickered on the little nub. He heard a soft whimper from Ky. He was looking towards her breasts, heaving now as her hips swayed and her pussy pushed against his mouth. He wished she’d raise her head again. He wanted to look into her beautiful eyes as he began firmly stroking and pushing her little jewel. Instead he heard another whimpering moan and her neck arched. She started trembling constantly.

He abruptly plunged his tongue into her wet warmth, swirling it around within her, trying to push in deeper, so much so that his lower teeth rasped against the root of his tongue. He concentrated on her pink pearl again, sucking gently, rubbing it, pushing it, stroking crazily on it. Her trembling intensified. It made him increase his oral efforts. He wanted her to reach orgasm on his mouth, on his tongue. He pushed her clit to one side and let it slide back under the tip of his tongue. Kyli twitched. It did it again to the other side, the elasticity of her pearl pulling it back under his tongue tip once more. She twitched harder.

“Oh… Ted.” Kyli nearly yelped.

For the next few minutes, his tongue became even more ravenous on her turgid clit, diddling, stroking, rubbing it almost as if he was trying to erase it. His throat muscles and tongue were tired, but as her trembling turned twitchy, he knew he’d keep going until she peaked. Her hips began squirming even more. He pushed her legs farther down, her knees almost to her shoulders which raised her hips slightly.

Kyli started shaking. “Tehhhh-h-d. Ohhhhh… ohhhhh… mmmmhh-h-h.” She felt herself on the threshold of not only orgasm but of losing control of her body. It scared her a little. She had never felt that before. “Mmmhhhh-h-h-h,” she whimpered.

He abruptly stopped rubbing her clit, pushed his tongue into her pussy, swirling it around a half dozen times, then did something else he had dreamed about for years. He pulled his tongue out, broadened it, then slid it down to her hot little orifice, laving it, rubbing circles on and over her anal pore as firmly as he had her pink pearl.

“Ted! Oh… OH!” Kyli peaked at the unique sensation of his tongue on her anus. She felt her wrists strain against the tie loops and that too heightened her thrills. His tongue slid up between her glistening labia and once again wildly rubbed her shivering clit. “Mmmm…. oh gahhd… Ted!”

Kyli twisted and jerked, and was shaking and twitching as wave after wave of orgasmic delight coursed through her. It felt like every cell of her body was shivering and tingling. She could feel her vaginal canal convulsing as much as her body, her anus seemed to be doing the same thing. Ted’s tongue just kept going, rubbing her clit, pushing into her sex, laving over her anus. Oh god…. he’s so good… so good to me. The twitches of her body grew more intense, almost like electric shocks were making various muscles flex.

Ted ran his wet, tired tongue up through her thin, glistening pussy lips to her pearl once more. He sucked it gently as his tongue flickered, pushed, and rubbed the turgid nub. He watched Kyli arch her back while still shaking, her firm, somewhat pointed breasts wobbled slightly.

“Oh… god… stop… stop, Ted… stop-stop-stop… it’s… too… too good… too much.”

He pushed his tongue into her weeping channel one more time. He wished he could stick it deeper inside her, reach all the way to her cervix with it. Her twitching and jerking slowed and lessened in intensity. He pulled his tongue out, kissed her labs, kissed her clit, then smeared his face on her pussy, feeling the slipperiness of it, the warmth, and the wet, fine, pubic hair surrounding it. He was breathing hard, almost as raggedly as Kyli. He swallowed. “Ky… god… you’re beautiful… I’ve wanted to taste you for so long.”

He smeared his face into her again, getting her dew and her scent on him, marking himself with it. It made her body twitch hard a couple times. He let her legs fold down over his shoulders. His hands slid to the sides of her chest. He gave her slit another kiss then turned his face and rested his profile on her mons veneris, sucking breaths as fast as she was.

It took Kyli a couple minutes to catch her breath and gather her wits. “Ted… come up here, please kiss me, then… I want you in my mouth. I wanna suck you.”

Ted swallowed. “Yeah… kiss, but… I need to be inside you, Ky. Now.” He took a quick deep breath, then slid down and back so her legs slipped off his shoulders. He got up quickly and walked around the bed. He knelt as before and kissed Ky from the side. His tired tongue danced with her ardent one. He almost smiled about how achy his throat muscles were. He had wanted to lick her pussy to orgasm for years. His left hand caressed her breast while his right pulled each of the necktie tails out from under the mattress. Her tank shirt fell to the floor.

As soon as her hands were free, they were on him. One on the back of his head as the kiss continued, the other stroking his hairy chest with the backs of her fingers. Their mouths and tongues finally slowed, then parted. Ted gave her neck and face a few moist kisses before he stood up. They were both still gasping breaths.

When he rose to his feet, Kyli, nearly cat-like, quickly flipped over on the bed, drew her legs forward, folding them under herself as she leaned towards him. Her left hand grabbed the waist of his black pants, then her right hand hurriedly opened the button and yanked down the zipper. The baggy, lightweight pants fell to the floor. She blinked. “Ted… you’re… you’re so big.” She didn’t wait a moment longer. Her delicate hand gripped the base of his throbbing member as his feet stepped out of the puddled pants. She noted the tips of her fingers weren’t able to reach her thumb. Her fingertips had always touched her thumb with Raymond, and just about touched when she held her other two boyfriends.

Ted knew he didn’t have some porn star dick. It was average, maybe a little thicker than average according to a couple chicks. “Ky, it’s not…” She engulfed the deep red head, sucking it as her tongue swirled around the glans. “Urrrrrhh… jeezuz.” For a moment he wondered how big… how small Ray’s dick had been. Same for her earlier boyfriends.

Kyli’s hand started moving on his staff. She had decided years ago in a daydream, that if she ever did oral on Ted she’d swallow for him. She made sure her teeth didn’t touch him as her head started bobbing slowly, the tight “O” of her lips sliding down and up about a third of his length. She never had to open her mouth this wide before. He was really thick. She started wondering what it would feel like in her pussy. Her hand started moving, stroking up to meet her descending lips. She sucked a little harder, making her cheeks concave, the slippery insides pressing against his manhood.

“Urhhh… jeez… Ky… that’s good.” He was glad he was half looped, if he wasn’t he knew he’d be shooting his wad already. “Ky… mmmmh… Ky… I wanna be… inside you. I wan’ us making love.” He inhaled a few quick, deeper breaths. “Now… c’mon.”

She sucked harder and jerked her head back. Pop! She gasped breaths as her tongue laved around the large helmet. She pulled her tongue back and spoke between breaths. “I wan’ you to reach… orgasm.” She flickered her tongue on the tip for a few seconds. “In my mouth. I… I wanna feel you cuming… I wanna do that for you.” She took his cock into her mouth again. Her head resumed bobbing, her lips sliding down meeting her up stroking hand.

“Ky… no… not your mouth.” She was making it very difficult to pull away from her lips. It felt wonderful. “Ky… c’mon… ahhhhh…. urrmmmh.” He was starting to feel the urge. He jerked his hips back. Pop! His cock exited her mouth.

“Ted… no… I wanna… you gave me an orgasm. Please let me d…”

He went to his knees and cupped her face. His mouth met hers. Their tongues danced passionately again. He pulled his face back, breathing heavily. “Ky… I need to be inside you. Now.”

“You’ll be inside my mouth. I want to make you feel good firs’ with my mouth.”

He smiled as he gave her lips a kiss, then her cheek and neck. He chuckled as he stroked his face into her fragrant, dark hair.

“Wha’s so funny?”

“You made me feel fantastic, that’s why I want to be inside you, want to make love with you.”

Kyli was nearly panting her breaths too. “‘kay. Are you gonna put the ties on my ankles first? And tie the ones on my wrist to the headboard?”

“I don’t give a damn about the ties. I need to be inside you, Ky. Now… right now.”

“Yeah… me too… oh god, I want you so much, but tie me… tie me firs’. I-I wan’ you to do it like you did it to her that night I watched. Please…. please, Ted. Tie me. Tie me like you did her. I-I need it to be that way. Please… please.”

She moved on the bed to the center, turned on her back, then stretched her arms over her head on the mattress, the tails of the ties dragged on the sheet. Her fingers were just shy of the vertical square spindles of the headboard. “My… my ankles too. Jus’… jus’ like that night we did it senior year.”

Ted moved quickly to the head of the bed. He looped the tie tail about the vertical spindle, tied it with one knot tightly, then did the other one on the neighboring spindle. Her fingertips were a few inches from the headboard. As he had so many years ago, he raised her with an arm under her lower back, and slid a pillow under her ass. He then hurriedly moved off the bed, picked up two looped neckties. He put one on her left ankle, then another on her right one. Her pulled her legs down towards the foot of the bed making her arms stretch a little straighter. He angled her right leg first, spreading it, then tied the tail to a footboard spindle. He did the same to her left leg.

He stood and looked at her for a few moments. She was in the upside-down “Y.” Her eyes were intensely gazing into his. His view drifted down her slender body. Her breasts were rising and falling with every breath she took. He had never seen any woman look so feminine, so beautiful, nor so incredibly hot. He realized he could do anything to her tied like this, and knew she realized it too. That in itself was such a gift, an incredible gift of trust and love. This wasn’t anything like it had been with Darlene or any other girl for that matter. He loved Kyli, he really did love her. This was a dream becoming reality. Even though he was aching to be inside her, he had to ask her one more time.

He sat on the bed near her hip. He watched his hand settle on her smooth thigh and slowly slide up towards her pussy, then onto her flat abdomen to the far side of her waist. “Ky, I want us to make love, but… we’re both a li’l drunk, so I have to ask once more. Are you sure you want us to do this?”

Kyli’s breathing had quickened as he had tied her legs to the bed. “Yes. I’ve wannid to… for a long time. A very long time.” She remembered how much she had wanted it that last time playing ‘what if.’

His hand coursed up to her breasts, caressing them as he leaned down, his lips met hers, her mouth opened, his tongue slid in to meet hers. His thumb stroked over one taut nipple then the other as their erotic oral dance gained intensity.

The kiss lasted two minutes and when their mouths parted they each were breathing heavily. Ted’s hand became more urgent at her fleshy mounds, his thumb and index finger holding, then lightly tugging her turgid nipples. His other hand stroked up and down her stretched straight arm, as Kyli’s neck arched to receive a necklace of warm, moist, breathy kisses.

His mouth moved lower, his right hand holding her breast, his mouth surrounding her nipple, sucking it, nibbling it with his lips, then his tongue flickering and rubbing the pink nub. More kisses laterally marking a moist path to her other mound, finding her left nipple, sucking again, tongue rubbing, then sucking more intensely.

Kyli was nearly panting. She whispered between breaths, “Harder… harder.”

Ted heard her. His suction increased, pulling her nipple into his mouth, stretching it and some of her pliant flesh, his tongue wildly attending it. His hand slid down her torso, his palm coursing over her slightly pronounced mons then it turned and his middle and ring fingertips felt her awakened clitoris. He started rubbing it, side to side, circles over it, then pushing it to one side then the other allowing its elasticity to pull itself back to its centerline. Kyli twitched each time he did that. He liked that response.

Ky pushed up with her hips. She murmured, “Mmhhhh… urrh, Ted.” She couldn’t believe how quickly she was heading towards her peak. She felt her other nipple sucked again, harder than the first time, little light nipping bites around her aureole. “Mmmmh… mmmh.” His lips moved back to her neck, more kisses. His fingers rubbed her clit faster, more firmly. “Oh… oh-h-h-h.” She shook with pleasure for a moment, then strained against her restraints to raise her pussy to his hand. His face pushed against her profile, stroking through her hair. A moment later his mouth was on hers again. Another impassioned, urgent, tongue dancing kiss. She felt his middle finger slide into her slippery, drooling channel. Automatically her pussy clenched around the probing, undulating, curling digit. “Ummhhh.”

Ted felt how incredibly tight she was. It made his cock lurch at the thought of how good it would feel surrounding his prick. His finger slipped from her vaginal clutches as he started moving his body atop hers. He broke the kiss, Ky’s little tongue poking out of her mouth as if she hadn’t wanted it to end quite yet. He gave her neck another necklace of kisses. His elbows held most of his weight off her chest, as his hands cupped and slid from her biceps to her elbows. His hips lowered and he stroked the length of his cock through her labia and over her turgid clit. Kyli strained to push up against his sliding hardness. Ted felt her body shiver again. He gave her cheek a kiss and gazed into her sparkling dark eyes.

Ted asked hurriedly, “Are you on the pill?” He wanted to ravage her. He had dreamed of this moment. Yet, he wanted to show her how much he loved her too. He was afraid he’d not be able to hold back. He wanted to screw her until they were both exhausted and satiated. Love and lust were one inside him. “I don’t have any condoms.”

Her desire overpowered her caution and Kyli lied quickly, “Yes… don’t… don’t worry. I wanna feel you inside me naked.” She remembered watching him with Darlene. “I want… I want you to show me… show me how crazy I’ve made you. Ted… I want you so much. Ohgod… I want you so much.”

She closed her eyes and pushed her hips up, her bottom clenching tight, as the length of Ted’s thick, hard cock slid against her clit again. She murmured, “Mmmhhh… oh… mmmh.”

Without thinking she tried to put her arms around his shoulders but she was instantly stopped by the ties. A extra thrill coursed through her as she again realized she was bound to the bed, that Ted could do anything he wanted to her. He firmly stroked his cock up between her slippery labs and over her clit another half dozen times as his mouth devoured her small breasts. When he sucked her taut nipples she tried to arch her back to present them better but sometimes got confused because she tried to push her pubis up to meet a new stroke of his thick manhood simultaneously. “Mmmm…. arrrrrhh.” Her breaths grew quicker and more ragged.

His hands moved closer to her wrists, making his chest lower a little more to hers. He could still hold his weight off her. Her pussy was very wet. He was teasing her with the strokes, teasing himself too. He had fantasized about this moment for so long that he wanted to savor it. Kyli wanted him inside her. It had never seemed possible it would happen until an hour or so ago.

Ted held her arms a little tighter. He slid his thick, throbbing cock against her slit and over her clit one more time, then stroked down again. His hips swayed as the tip of his member found her opening. He nudged just a fraction of the head inside her channel. Kyli’s neck arched pushing the back of her head into the mattress. Her breasts rose and fell faster as her already shallow breathing quickened. He pulled back. Her hips squirmed wildly. Her neck arched collapsed and she raised her head.

“Don’t tease… Ted… don’t tease. Push in… please push in. I want you so much.” Her head dropped to the mattress.

He started to work his cock into her hugging, wet warmth, an inch in, pulling back, swaying his hips, pushing in a little more, back, swaying, pushing in a little more. She felt perfect around him, tight, satiny sleek, slippery, warm. Perfect. He kept up the routine until he was a fraction short of being fully engulfed. Just as he was about to pull back, Kyli’s hips jerked towards him taking the last fraction of his cock into her. “Urrh,” he grunted.

“Oh!” Kyli yelped when the firm yet spongy head rammed her cervix. Her neck arched again as Ted bore down grinding his manhood into her, his pubic bone mashing against her clit. “Oh-h-h-h… gahhhhd… mmmmhh.” Kyli’s hips squirmed as she strained to push towards him, her neck arched, forcing the back of her head into the mattress again. She felt him pull back. He thrust into her hard. Her body lurched as her pussy was instantly filled, the spongy firm head butting her cervix. “Oh!” He retracted and thrust in again even harder. “Oh!” She lurched again and felt the tie loops straining around her ankles, holding her in place until he retracted. He thrust in again, again, again, again. Her voice trembled as much as her body, “Oh-h… oh-h… y-yes… yes!”

The grip of the tie loops at her ankles added to her thrills, somehow heightening her pleasure. She was fully giving herself to him. She realized she had never done that before with any guy. She wanted to know, to see, to feel his desire for her, his lust for her, and the intensity of what she hoped was love too. She felt his hands grip her arms tighter. It also added to her thrills. She truly was giving herself fully to him. Being tied to the bed, he really could do anything to her he wanted and she wanted him to know that. He thrust deep again and kept pushing. She felt the strain of the loops around her ankles again. His hips swayed, grinding his thick cock inside her and his hairy groin smooshed and rubbed her shivering clit. She moaned, “Mmmmm…. mmmhhh.”

He spoke through gasping breaths. “Am I… being… too rough.”

“No… no… I like it… I want you to… to be. Show me… show me how much you want me.”

Ted knew if they hadn’t been drinking they’d not be in Kyli’s room. He half wished he was completely sober so he would remember every single moment with crystal clarity, the other half of him was glad he was half in the bag. He had more control over his dick and when he’d cum. It was always like that when he had a few drinks, of course if he was really wasted he had trouble staying hard. It seemed he was at the perfect level of inebriation. He wanted to make love and lust with Kyli for hours. He didn’t acknowledge it but somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew this might be the one and only time they’d be together like this. He wanted it to be the best for Kyli, never to be topped. He wanted that for himself too. He pulled his cock back within her cozy channel and rammed into her again.

Her body lurched again from the force of his thrust. She felt the tie loops tug at her ankles yet again. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. This is what she had needed, had wanted, had desired, not just the intensity, but that she was with Ted. Between gasps of breaths, she exhaled whispers, “Harder… harder, Ted… show me… show me… how much… how much you… you want me… n-need me.”

There was a part of him that wanted to be slow, deliberate, and very intimate and loving, but he had waited too long, had dreamed too long about this, and it seemed Ky felt the same way. His ass reared back again and he started pistoning his throbbing cock into her weeping channel.

Again Kyli’s neck arched and she tried to meet each of his thrusts. “OH! Ohhhh.. oh yes… yes!” She kept trying as best she could to thrust up and meet each plunge of his thick manhood. He was giving her what she had dreamed of, had needed for years. This was exactly the way she imagined it would be and the thrills were even better than she had hoped. She wanted to shout but it came out as a breathless whisper, “Oh gahhd… oh Ted… I… I love you… oh god I love you.”

Ted slowed, but each thrust was just as forceful as before. He was gasping his breaths. He planted breathy kisses around her neck, then her breasts. He wanted to move her into a dozen different positions but it seemed she wanted it just like they were. His mouth began to devour her pliant mounts, sucking her nipples, giving her felt quick nipping bites, Ky’s body lurching with every thrust, her back arching presenting her breasts to his mouth, her hips squirming and trying to jerk towards each plunge of his throbbing prick. He started staying deep after each thrust, grinding his pubis into hers, swaying his thick cock within her snug, hugging, slippery channel.

Ky’s neck arched again driving the back of her head into the mattress. His pubic bone was mashing and grinding against her clit and she knew she was on the verge of another orgasm. “Yes… more… more!”

Ted thought she meant thrusting. His cock started pistoning again. He gasped out his words, “I… can’t… last…. much longer.”

“Yes… yes… cum… cum in me… Ted… oh… oh Ted!” She felt him plunge deep and start grinding again. “Yes! That! THAT!” She felt the stain of the tie loops around her ankles. Kyli’s neck, then her back arched yet again. She held her breath, then shouted, “URRH! YES!” Kyli’s body went out of her control, she virtually went into convulsions, her limbs jerking against her restraints. It scared her for a few moments, but the orgasmic waves coursing through her overwhelmed her fears.

Just as she thought it couldn’t feel more intense, Ted pulled back and plunged once more. He grinded savagely into her, his hands tightened even more on her arms, his face coursed through her hair and against her head. Her orgasmic waves intensified, then his body stiffened, his cock expanded slightly and then she felt the gush of viscous liquid heat spew deep within her quivering channel as he loudly grunted like an animal.

“Oh Ted!” Whatever control she had over her body vanished. She no longer knew where her body stopped and Ted’s began. It felt like they were melting into each other. She had never sensed that before with any guy. She wanted to laugh and scream and cry simultaneously. All she could muster was a whimpering, “Oh baby… oh Ted… oh… oh.”

As his body jerked with the last pump of his hot cream into her depths, Ted started gasping his breaths again. He lessened his grip on Kyli’s arms, he used his elbows to lift more of his weight off her rising and falling chest. He stroked his face into her fragrant hair, sometimes accidentally inhaling strands of it into his mouth before blowing them out with another rushed gasp of breath. He wondered if he had ever cum so hard. He wanted to chuckle just from the relief he felt, but he was too breathless. He swallowed and kept taking fast deep breaths. He swallowed again and spoke softly, “Are… are you okay, Ky?”

Kyli was still trembling. She closed her eyes and giggled softly. “Yes… oh god yes.”

He pushed himself up higher on his elbows and looked into her eyes. She was smiling, huffing breaths as fast as he was. He kissed her cheek, then gave her lips a quick one. He gazed into her beautiful, dark, almond eyes. They were tearing but her mouth was still smiling. Her hair was mussed and sexy. His right hand moved off her arm and his fingertips combed her hair behind her ear. He took a deep breath. “Ky… I love you. I’ve loved for years.” He saw her eyes tear more.

“I love you too… so much… so much.”

He kissed her again, it was an intimate, loving caress. It wasn’t lengthy. They were both still breathing too hard and fast for it to be longer. He pulled his face up. He was grinning. Kyli giggled softly. He looked at the headboard. His hands slid up to her wrists, making his chest lower to hers. She started breathlessly giggling again.

“I… I… I can’t… breathe.” She laughed harder.

Ted grinned as he quickly freed one hand, then her other. He pushed up on his elbows again as her arms encircled his neck and she hugged him fiercely.

“Oh gahhd… Ted. That’s… you’ve… it’s… it’s never… never been like this.”

He pulled his head up as his palms cupped her face. “Me too, Ky. It’s never been like this.” He gave her lips a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you so much.”

“Want your ankles free?”

Kyli nodded. “Uh-huh, but… I don’t want you to move.”

He looked into her eyes for a few silent moments. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

She saw concern. Some of it had been painful but she loved that part too. It made her feel a little animalistic. “No, not at all, not… not for this time. You were perfect, just what I wanted… needed.” She blinked. “Was… was I okay for you?”

He grinned and then released a soft chuckled. “Better than perfect.” His spine arched up and he dipped his head to give her breasts a few playful kisses, and quick sucking ones on her nipples. He looked into her eyes again. She was still smiling but not as widely as before. “God… you got nice tits.”

“Shut up. Don’ call ‘em that.”

“Wha’d'ya want me to call ‘em? Have you named them?” He gave her a crooked smile.

She rolled her eyes. “Call ‘em boobs. They’re my boobs.”

His smile waned. His eyes teared a little.

Her smile disappeared. “What?”

“I… I really have wanted to make love with you for years.”

“I wanted to be with you for years too. I…” Her eyes welled again. “I love you. I’ve loved you for so long.”

He tenderly kissed her lips, then looked into her eyes again. “How ’bout I take the ties off your ankles?”

Her throat was constricted with emotion so she just nodded. Ted gave her lips another tender, albeit quick kiss, then he moved off her body and her arms slid off his shoulders. She watched him work the loops down and passed her toes on both feet. She wiggled to the side slightly, then fluffed a pillow for Ted, and moved the one that had been under her bottom to the side.

Ted lay next to her. He put his arm out. Kyli turned on her side and put her head on his shoulder. Her slender leg folded slightly and slid onto his thigh. Her hand stroked across his hairy chest a couple times, then settled on his pectoral. Ted kissed her head as his hand lazily stroked her back. “Are you really okay, Ky?”

She nodded her head against his shoulder. “Uh-huh.” She took a slow breath. “We’re… we’re not going to sleep yet, are we?” Her hand slid down his torso then her fingertip stroked his flaccid cock as if it was petting a small, cute animal.

The corner of Ted’s mouth curved. He spoke softly, “No, not unless you wanna.”

“I don’t wanna go to sleep yet.”

“I’d like us to make love without the stupid ties.”

Kyli bit her lower lip for a moment. “Uh-huh.” She took a slow breath. “I… I thought the ties were… exciting.”

“Yeah… it was.” He kissed her head again. “Like I said, I dreamed about you like that.”

“Me too.” She watched her hand wrap around his soft cock and caress it. It grew a little. “You… made me feel so good with your tongue too. You jus’ kept doing it and doing it.”

“Jeez… I loved that, ‘specially when you kissed me back.”

Even drunk Kyli still blushed. “I… I couldn’t help that.” She saw his cock suddenly grow. She blinked. He really had liked licking her.

Ted grinned. “I wish I had a dollar for every time I thought about licking you, pushing my tongue into you. I could quit teaching and just work on my art.” He chuckled then kissed her head. “Every inch of you is beautiful, Ky.”

She didn’t think she was beautiful, but his words made her feel wonderful. “I… I didn’t wanna stop sucking you. You should’a let me finish. I wannid to finish.”

He smiled. “Finish?”

“I wannid you to cum in my mouth. I… I wannid it to be the firs’ time… I only wannid you to do that.” She watched his cock grow a little more. “I wanna do it now.” She started to move down his chest but Ted’s hand gripped her shoulder and stopped her.

“We have time. I’m thirsty. How about a… a soda, and… I have to go to the john too.”

She kept holding his cock as she twisted around, moving perpendicular to his body. She lay her profile on his upper abdomen and looked at his face. “How come you’re always stopping me?” She raised her eyebrows.

For a moment her facial expression made her look like a teenager. “Jeezuz… I love you, Ky.”

She knew that had nothing to do with her question. Her eyes teared. She released his cock and moved again, sliding onto his body. His arms encompassed her. Her own arms encircled his head on the pillow. Her eyes welled more. Her voice squeaked, “I love you too.”

They kissed tenderly. Their tongues touched, then danced, much slower than the last few french kisses. Ted’s right arm moved down, his hand cupped one cheek of her ass, caressing her flesh, then slid to her other bun and repeated the touch. Kyli’s hips squirmed slightly. His palm stroked across her bottom. She felt his cock burgeoning.

The kiss deepened, became more impassioned, yet still continued the slow tempo. Ky swayed her chest, stroking her small breasts against Ted’s chest. He loved feeling her turgid nipples press against him and slide back and forth. His other hand slid down to her seductive bottom. He cupped her fleshy curves and squeezed a little, feeling their firmness as she clenched. He gripped a little harder and she exhaled a breath into his mouth. Her tongue instantly went wild against his.

Kyli felt his cock growing in earnest. She squirmed her hips and aligned her wet and slightly tender slit against it. Her hips started a rhythm sliding up and down his manhood. She couldn’t believe how wet she was, then realized his gooey seed was drooling out of her onto his cock. She clenched her pussy automatically. She wanted to keep his goo inside, not even sure why she did. He grew more and she started tingling intensely again as her clit slid against his throbbing rod.

Kyli abruptly broke the kiss turning her face to the side, gasping breaths as she lay her head on his shoulder. Her eyes closed as her hips moved sliding her drooling slit and tingling clit up his thick cock. At the tip she didn’t reverse course, but slid off the head. Her hips swayed and she pushed down slightly. She shivered when her clit pressed against the head. She pulled up once more and then pushed back, swaying then wiggling her hips.

It felt good to Ted but his brow pinched. He spoke softly, as her pussy moved up again. “What are you doing?”

“I want you inside me again.”

He almost laughed but it sounded so damn hot to hear Ky say that. He felt her clit against the tip of his prick once more, then her half erotic half cute little hip wiggle. He debated with himself for a moment which he wanted more, to have her do what she was doing, which it seemed she liked too, or help her out. He wanted to be ensconced within her perfect pussy again. “Move up again, a little higher, then wait a second.” He felt her do it. He flexed his abs and cock, it rose an inch or so from his abdomen. “Try now… slowly.”

Ky moved her pussy down, slowly, with a slow sway to her hips. She blinked. His cock wasn’t laying on his stomach any more, it was slightly angled up. The tip nudged between her glistening labia, then the head nudged inside her channel. She was still gasping breaths. “Ohgod… how did y… oh god Ted.” She slid down more, and more of Ted’s wonderful cock entered her, stetching her. “Push, Ted.”

He was nuzzling her neck and stroking his face in her fragrant hair. His hands were cupping and holding the cheeks of her ass. He was enjoying feeling her glutes flex as she swayed, wiggled, and pushed down. He whispered, “You want it, you take it inside. Do it, Ky… take it.”

Kyli didn’t understand why, but his words excited her. She did want it. She did want to take it. Her ragged breathing quickened. He was letting her show him how much she wanted him. He was asking her to show him. She felt an odd erotic rush. Her teeth clenched, then an impish smile appeared on her lips. She jerked her hips back and suddenly half his thick member was expanding her channel. She shoved back again and took the rest of his rigid rod into her channel. She squeezed her pussy as tight as she could around his muscle.

Ted groaned, “Urrrrrrhhhh… god… jeezuz.”

Her teeth still clenched, her breaths hissing through her teeth as her hips started grinding. She turned her face towards his profile. Her mouth was by his ear. Her jaw moved but it was still tight as she rasped out whispered words, “Do you want me to fuck you, Ted? Is that why you said for me to do it by myself? Hmmm? Do you want me to fuck you?”

She blushed at her own words, she had never said anything like that before, but she also grinned for a moment as her hips churned more intensely. She could feel herself on the path to another orgasm, not only with him inside her but as she grinded on him, she was rubbing her clit on his pubis. She had never had a time this exciting with any guy.

Once more Ted almost laughed, but again it was just too hot. There was a smile in the tone of his voice though. “Is this the naughty Kyli you’re showing me?”

It was Ky who laughed softly. “Yeah… the naughty Kyli.”

“The naughty Ky wouldn’t ask, she’d just fuck me.”

She moved her hands to the mattress by his shoulders, then pushed her torso up. She looked down at his eyes. Her hair formed a curtain around their faces. Her hips started jerking forward and back… again… again… again. Ted didn’t move. Her breathing turned more ragged. She shoved back, then grinded. She felt Ted start to mirror her movements. Her body shivered. She shut her eyes tightly. She whispered, “Oh god, Ted.” She pulled forward then when she shoved down again, Ted’s hips thrust upward. “Oh!” The head of his cock rammed into the end of her channel.

Ted spoke breathlessly, “Slide… you legs forward… a little.”

Kyli did as he said, folding her legs up his sides. Her hands moved to his shoulders. His moved to her hips. She began riding his cock, pushing down as he thrust upward. She heard a clap each time their groins met. She shut her eyes tightly. She murmured between breaths, “Oh… oh… oh god.” They kept thrusting at each other.

He gazed at her face, her hair bouncing with every plunge of his cock. “Is… is this too rough?”

“A… li’l… no… ye… I don’t know. Just keep doing it.” She gasped a couple quicker breaths. “Ohgod… Ted… Ted.” All she knew for sure was that it felt right, right and wild and good. Ted suddenly sat up and his arms surrounded her back holding her closely. Her arms encircled his neck. She kept grinding her hips crazily, pushing downward, feeling his length and girth filling her channel. The head of his manhood wasn’t bumping her cervix very often. Her body shuddered and she almost peaked again. She couldn’t believe she was at the threshold of yet another orgasm. It had never been like this with any guy. She felt his hot breath, then his lips on her neck. She tilted her head back to accommodate his kisses.

Ted pushed his face into her fragrant hair. “This feel good?”


“Let’s slow down a little, okay?”

She had to think for a few moments, she was so close but she wanted to please Ted, make it be what he wanted. She took a few quicker breaths. “‘kay.” Her hip grinding slowed. She felt herself step away from her orgasmic peak. She hugged him tighter as she sensed his legs moving, then he leaned to the side, then the other side. She realized he was sitting back on his folded legs. His hands moved to the sides of her chest.

Ted spoke, “Lean back, Ky.” His hands palmed her back and his torso angled downward, lowering her to the bed.

Kyli loosened her arms at his neck but didn’t remove them until her shoulders pressed into the sheet and Ted arched his back raising his torso to near vertical again. Her arms slid from around his neck and settled on the sheet angled away from her body. Her feet were flat on the mattress, her legs partially folded, her knees up. His inner thighs were pressed against her buns. Her eyes locked with his.

He kept his cock working in and back within her tight, slippery channel. “Nothing we ever do together will be naughty, Ky.”

“I know.”

His open mouth curved slightly. “But it’s hot to think it is.”

Ky smiled softly but also clenched her teeth. She pushed towards him more intensely.

Ted growled, “Urrrrhh… yeah.” He knew if she kept that up, he’d cum sooner than he wanted. He stayed deep for a few moments, then pulled back and looked down at her pussy and his cock sliding back, then into her warmth again. Kyli seemed to want to rest. Her hips slowed their movement. The corner of his mouth curled. He kept staring at her abdomen.

He had seen it on a couple other chicks. He thought it looked really hot. He placed his palm just above her muff. “Put your hand down here. Press down a little.” He moved his hand away.

Kyli moved her right hand and placed it where Ted’s had been on her lower abdomen, her fingertips just touching her dark pubic hair. She watched as Ted slowly pushed his wonderful, thick cock into her. She smiled. “I can feel you moving inside me.”

Ted was watching her hand. “You can see it too.”

“Huh?” She raised her head and moved her hand. She really could see him moving inside her. “Oh god.”

They both watched her lower abdomen as his cock slid into her three more times, then Ted stayed deep as his hands cupped behind Ky’s knees and raised her legs over his shoulders while he leaned forward, forcing her legs to fold back and down. His own stretched out behind him. His hands pushed under her shoulders and cupped over them. His face descended and their mouths met. Kyli’s lips parted and their tongues touched, then danced together. Ted slowly retracted his cock, then slid deep again, staying deep as his hips churned, pressing into Ky more intensely. Her hips mirrored his movements.

Kyli abruptly broke the kiss. She gasped her breaths. “Oh god, Ted… mmmhhh.” She felt his hot breath at her neck then moist kisses. Her neck arched to receive his caresses. She felt his cock slide back then rush into her again. Her body twitched as the bulbous head reached the end of her wet, shivering channel. Again he kept pushing and twisting his hips, his pubic bone pressing and rubbing against her clit. Her jaw clenched again as her neck bridge lowered. She hissed through her teeth, “Yessss… yessss.”

Ted’s back curved upward as his face slid down to her small pliant mounds. He kissed her breasts, then sucked and tongued her right nipple as his cock pulled back and started a steady rhythm, shallow-deep, shallow-deep, not quite thrusting. He felt Ky pushing up to meet his strokes. His mouth moved to her other nipple, sucking and rubbing it with his tongue. He heard both their breathing turn more labored.

Ted pulled his face up. Ky’s eyes were closed. “I wanna move… faster… harder, okay?”

Kyli opened her eyes. She nodded and breathlessly added, “Yeah… yeah.”

Ted’s ass reared back and he plunged his thick, throbbing cock into her slick, hugging channel. His groin slammed against her pubis. Smat!

“Oh! Yes!” Kyli’s petite body lurched but she felt Ted’s cupping hands on her shoulders holding her in place. “Yes… yes.”

He saw Ky’s face wince but she also said ‘yes.’ His speed increased as he thrust hard and fast into her a dozen times. He was close to cuming when he saw her face wince again. If he was with any other girl he would have kept going. He plunged again, then stayed planted deep. His hips churned. He was gasping breaths. “Ky… you… does it… hurt. I don’t wan…”

“No… uh… a-a little… but… keep going… ohgod… it’s good… so good.” She felt his legs sliding forward as his torso began rising. “No… no… c’mon… more… more.” She wanted to give him what he wanted. And even if she was getting really tender, it did feel so good too. She almost desperately wanted to feel him cum inside her again. “Ted…” She tried to take deeper breaths as she watched him.

Ted shifted his knees, then lowered her left leg to the sheet and moved her other leg from his left to his right shoulder, and as her hips turned his right knee moved over her prone leg and he leaned forward so his throbbing cock would stay ensconced in her tight, slippery channel.

“What are you… um…” Ky blinked as he nudged her upper back with his left hand to turn onto her side. For a moment she thought she was twisting his stiff member inside her and then realized how crazy the notion was. His right arm wrapped around her thigh at his chest. His cock started moving. Her eyes opened wide then she blinked. It seemed different, like he was touching spots inside her that had never been touched before. Her hips started churning slightly as the push and pull of his muscle within her increased tempo. His left hand cupped one cheek of her bottom and gave her a squeeze, then slid over her hip and twisted to her pussy. He plunged into her harder, but the head didn’t ram the end of her channel. Two fingers of his hand at her pussy started circling her shivering clit. She felt herself take a giant leap towards her own orgasm. Her voice quavered, “Oh-h-hhh… oh Teh-ed.”

He thrust harder and faster. He could feel his pubic bone ramming the upper cheek of her ass and sensed her pelvic girdle under the firm fleshy bun. He hoped this position would be better for Ky, he’d still be able to be a little rough but not get as deep. He saw her eyes shut tight and her face contort. He pushed deep and stayed planted, his hips churning but not as intensely as he wanted to. He was very close to shooting again. “Ky… am I hurting you?” He gulped a few deeper breaths.

“No.. ohgodno… faster… I’m so… close… ohgodohgod…. faster… Ted… Ted!”

His ass reared back. He plunged into her harder and faster than before. He made sure his fingers weren’t too rough on her clit. He wasn’t surprised when Ky’s hips started churning and rocking with abandon. Yeah, this was better than his dreams. He knew he was losing his fight to hold back. He wanted her to have another orgasm.

Kyli’s body started shaking. She was at the precipice. “Oh-h-h-hhhh.” She tried to stay in rhythm with Ted’s thrusts but she was losing control of her body. “Ohhhhh… oh…. OH! OH Ted!” She was able to move her arm and grab his wrist at her sex. She tried to pull it away but didn’t have the strength. She was in orgasm, yet it just kept getting more intense. It scared her. It had to be because of his fingers on her clit. “OHH-H-H!”

Her shout was all he could take. Ted plunged deep and grinded. “Arrrrrrghhhh!” He kept pushing, straining forward as his balls tightened and the first surge rippled up his throbbing cock. “AH!”

His fingers stopped and Kyli was able to yank his hand away from pussy, yet her orgasm kept getting more intense as she felt his thick member spew heat into her depths. It seemed her body was possessed, she rocked, bucked and shoved against his groin. She could feel her leg over his shoulder bouncing and tensing on his back. She knew her heel hit him at least a few times. His cock rippled a half dozen times more, then his hips started moving again, his still hard cock moving in shorter yet still intense strokes. He yanked his hand down to her pussy again, a fingertip didn’t stroke but only caressed her pearl, yet it seemed like it was electrified.

“OH! OH Ted!” Her peak kept rising along with her fear. It felt so wondrous, so incredible but she thought she might faint, then for a moment she thought she might die. At that very second, Ted, pushed deep and stayed planted within her contracting, shivering channel and his finger moved off her clit. She felt his cock expand and ripple twice more but didn’t feel any extra heat enter her now gooey channel. It took her a moment to realize her hips were still churning and straining to push her pussy to him, as if she was never going to let him escape. She knew it was true. She wanted him inside her forever. She almost started crying a moment later when Ted leaned down folding her upper leg more as he kissed her shoulder and her neck then spoke through his labored breaths.

“Ky… where I am… inside you… I don’t ever want to leave.” Ted was still huffing breaths but he held it for a moment as he kissed her lips. He pulled his face back and was smiling but it instantly disappeared. Kyli seemed to be on the verge of tears. “Dammit… did I hurt you?”

Kyli shook her head and gave him a pursed lipped smile.

“You sure?” He watched her nod. He wasn’t sure whether to believe her. He had gotten pretty rough. He figured he should unfold her leg immediately. As he began to do that, he leaned to the side to get his knee over her prone leg. They both flinched as his half deflated cock slipped out of her wet warmth. “Dammit.” He lowered her leg to the sheet.

Tears ran down Kyli’s face but her pursed smile turned into a grin, then she giggled.

Ted was first relieved at her giggle because it probably meant he hadn’t been too rough, then he realized the timing of his dick flopping out was actually funny. He had just said he wanted to stay inside her forever. He smiled, then grinned, then chuckled. He leaned down again over her twisted form and kissed her smiling lips. They were both still half laughing. He pulled his face up and looked into her eyes. She was still smiling. “You okay?”

Kyli nodded again. “Uh-huh.” She turned onto her back as her hand rose and she ran her fingers through Ted’s hair starting at his temple. She took a deeper breath. “I’m very okay.”

He gave her another kiss, longer than the one a second ago, but still fairly brief. They were both still catching their breaths. He drew his face up again, still smiling. “I hate to say this.”

Kyli’s smile vanished. “What?”

“I have to hit the bathroom.”

Her smile returned and she rolled her eyes. “Then go.”

He glanced at the night table, then back to her beautiful eyes. “I’m getting something to drink too, a soda, I don’t want any more bourbon. You want something other than your ice water?”

“Could I have a glass of… mmmm… ginger ale?”

“Sure. How about we share that?”


He gave her lips a quick kiss then slid off the bed.

Kyli watched him leave the room. She had never felt so good after making love. It was like he had touched all the spots inside her that had craved attention. She bit her lower lip. Not quite every spot though.

Ted used the first floor bathroom, washed his hands then went to the kitchen. He got a glass, added ice, then poured the ginger ale. He grabbed a can of Coke for himself, deciding he rather have that, then headed back to Kyli’s room. He walked slowly, trying to shake the sensation that he was in some wonderful, erotic dream.

He had been in love with her for years, even though he always tried to deny that fact. He may have hoped sometimes that she felt the same but discovering tonight she did, had been a surprise to say the least. Especially the passion. It mirrored his own. He was glad they had made love without the damn neckties. He hoped he’d be able to get it up again. Do it really slowly, try a bunch of different positions, see which Kyli liked the best. He smiled. Yeah, that would be fun, and if he could get hard again, he’d probably last a long time. He had shot twice and the booze would help too.

He stopped at the stairs as he thought of the ties again and his gut tensed. Having her tied to the bed had been very hot, but what if she wanted to be tied up every time? He blinked as his gut knotted tighter. What if this was the one and only night of passion they ever shared? That somehow tonight was some sort of closure thing regarding that night she saw him with Darlene and connected to that stupid game they had played? Was that why she kept bringing up Darlene? What if tomorrow everything went back to normal, when they were both sober?

His brow pinched. But what if their relationship became something new, something different? How was any of this going to work out? They weren’t biological siblings, but they were brother and sister in the eyes of the law, and even more importantly, they were siblings in the eyes, hearts, and minds of their parents. Hell, he even thought of her as his sister, and Kyli undoubtedly felt the same about him being her brother. Yet it was way more than that too for them, at least it was for him.

He knew he was still too drunk to think about anything right now. Maybe it would just be this night of passion, maybe it would be more. One way or the other he’d never forget this evening, this night. She was so hot, so incredible. He had never been so excited eating her pussy and fucking her tied to the bed like that. He worried for a moment again that she only got off when she was tied up. He shook his head. No, she had liked it the regular way too just a few minutes ago, yet a few hours ago he may have imagine her bound to the bed and ramming his cock into her, Ky begging to be fucked harder and harder, but that had just been erotic daydreaming. He had never thought she would be like that whenever he gave it serious thought. All of it had been his fantasies coming true, coming to life.

His thoughts shifted again. He wondered if she and Raymond had done it that way a lot. And how was tonight connected to that night she watched him with Darlene? He closed his eyes and exhaled. Tomorrow would be soon enough to think about it all. If they only had one night of lusty lovemaking, so be it. He was going to enjoy it, enjoy her, give her a night of love that she’d never forget, that neither of them would ever forget. He glanced up to the second floor. What the hell was he standing around for? The girl he had love for years was upstairs, nude, waiting for him. He shouldn’t waste a moment of this night! He started up the stairs.

Kyli turned her head to look at the alarm clock. Ted seemed to be taking a long time to get a soda. Her teeth clamped her lower lip. What if he was already regretting them being together like this? What if he thought she was a perv now just like Ray had? He might, even if he had done this with Darlene. She didn’t want him to ever think of her like that.

Her fear of that happening, her fear of losing Ted’s care, friendship, and brotherly love began to overpower her erotic need, her romantic and erotic love towards Ted. She couldn’t bare to lose him because she had wanted to do this since she was eighteen. Her right hand hurriedly went to her left wrist.

Ted stepped into Kyli’s bedroom. He halted abruptly. His flaccid cock instantly started growing. All the thoughts he had at the base of the stairs were forgotten. “Don’t move.”

Kyli froze for a moment, then turned her head but couldn’t see him at the doorway. “Ted, I… I jus’ don’t want you to th…”

He interrupted as he approached the bed slowly, “Sssshhh, let me enjoy just looking at you for a minute. God… Ky, you’re really making all my dreams come true.”

He stood at the foot of the bed. Kyli had somehow gotten herself into the upside-down “Y,” the face down version of it. He thought a moment and realized it would take her at least a couple minutes to get her feet and hands free from the necktie loops without assistance. Her legs were spread, her arms were stretched straight towards to the headboard, her wrists and ankles bound, the thick pillow was under her hips, the lips of her pussy were flared opened, looking a deeper pink now in the soft lamp light. There was a telltale white drool still leaking from her cunt to prove what he had recently done with her. He only had a teasing partial peek of her hot little hole, the deep crack between her bubble buns not open much even with her legs spread. “Ky, you… you’re so incredibly beautiful, and…” He took a deep breath.

“What?” She turned her face to the sheet and tensed as she imagined him saying she was a pervert.

He looked at her hair draped over her shoulders and down her sleek back. He noted her narrow waist, her perfect bottom, her slender, smooth legs, her petite, pretty feet. He wanted to tell her she was incredibly sexy, seductive, hot but thought she’d not think of it as a compliment. “You’re beautiful, so… so feminine.” That really did say it better. He took another deep breath and moved to the side of the bed. He set the drinks on the bedside table and his cock lurched when he saw the tube of personal lubricant.

“Jus’… jus’ don’t think I’m weird, okay?”

He sat on the bed. He watched his palm cup the right cheek of her pouting ass, squeeze gently, then slide to its twin and do the same. “I’d never think that, but if you are, then we both are.”

He continued watching his hand as it slowly slid up her back, criss crossing from side to side on its way to her neck. He pushed her dark hair up to the top of her head and then leaned down. He gave the back of neck a few lingering moist kisses.

Kyli closed her eyes as a shiver ran down her spine. She felt him shift on the bed, his lips gave her shoulders kisses, then the side of her neck. She turned her head towards that side. He kissed her cheek, her temple, her ear. Another shiver traveled down her back. It made her pussy and anus clench.

Ted gave her ear another tender kiss. He knew he might be misreading her pose. He spoke softly, “Ky… I want to feel my cock pushing into your bottom, if you don’t want to, that’s o…”

She interrupted, “I want that too.”

He kissed her neck as his hand coursed up her farther arm to her elbow. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “I… I want to do everything you did to her, with… with Darlene.”

Ted exhaled. “Ky… quit thinking about her.”

“I’m not… not really thinking about her, I’m… I… I jus’ wanna do what you two did together, because… because it was what I thought you wannid to do with me, that… that ‘what if’ night.”

Don’t think about her.”

“I’m not, not really. I… I wanna do this with you, but…” She tensed again.

“Huh? What?” He kissed her temple again as his hand stroked down her arm to her shoulder and onto her back. “What?”

“I… I’ve never done it before. Not… not really.”

Ted’s cock, close to a full erection, quickly reached it limits. “Wha’d'ya mean, ‘not really.’” The corner of his mouth curled. He knew the answer she’d give. He gave her a kiss between her shoulder blades.

“I… I’ve done it with… with my own finger.” She closed her eyes for a moment, even half looped she was still embarrassed. She had never told anyone.

An image of Ky finger fucking her ass flashed in his mind. Again his cock flexed. He kissed her ear once more. “We’ll go slow. I want to go slow. Whatever you don’t like, just say so, jus’… jus’ tell me to stop. Okay?”

Kyli loved his low, soft voice. She nodded. “‘kay.”

His feet still on the floor, he slid his ass lower on the bed so he could lean down farther. His hairy chest lightly touched her back. Both his hands cupped around her arms and slid up her limbs past her elbows. His face stroked into her fragrant hair, his lips nibbled her neck for a few moments, then he kissed her ear. He spoke softly, “Tell me again, Ky, tell me you want to feel my cock sliding into your hot ass.”

Kyli’s breathing had already quickened. “I…” She swallowed, panted a few more breaths, then continued, “I wanna feel your beautiful cock sliding into my bottom.”

She kept her eyes closed. She felt his moist breaths against her ear. His breathing had quickened too. She felt a kiss, then his tongue tip wiggling around, finally tracing the curves around her ear. It made her entire body shiver. She listened to his low, soft voice again.

“It’ll feel a little naughty, won’t it?”


“Very naughty.”

“I… I wanna be like that… with you.”

“It’s also making love, Ky, because it’s us… you and me… whatever we do, it’s always going to be making love.”

“Uh-huh… with you.” She panted a few even quicker breaths.

“You tied like this… I could do anything I wanted.”

“I… I know.”

“That means you trus’ me, don’t you?”

She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

“I only want to do this if you want to.”

“I do… oh god, Ted, I wanna do it with you. I’ve wannid to for so long.”

“If I do anything you don’t like…. anything that doesn’t feel good, tell me right away.”

“‘kay. I… I will.”

“I’m not going to rush.”

“‘kay.” She opened her eyes to check that the lubricant was on the bedside table. A part of her was nervous, even a little scared, but she knew Ted would never hurt her.

He had to ask her one more question. “When you pushed your finger into your bottom, what… who were you thinking about?”

“I… I… um…” She closed her eyes and her teeth clamped her lower lip. Her mind was overloaded with emotion and desire. For some reason she wasn’t sure she should tell him.

“Tell me, Ky.” He had an urge and gave into it. His face moved and he gave her shoulder a lingering but gentle bite. He felt her tense and her breathing turned rapid during it. He released her flesh and gave the spot a few kisses. “Who, Ky?”

She whispered breathlessly, “Y-you. I-I thought about you doing it to me. Only you.”

“I wanna give you pleasure, Kyli.”

“You have. I know you will this way too.”

“Slowly. I’ve waited too long to rush.” He also knew that was the only way she’d enjoy it.

“I wan’ it that way too.” She wondered for a moment why he kept repeating that.

He wanted to remember every single moment, wanted to enjoy each second of it. He wanted her to remember it that way too.

Every cell of her body seemed to be shivering in anticipation. It was going to happen, it was finally going to happen. She had wanted this for years. Be with Ted, have it just like this, tied to the bed, the trust that would take, seeing, hearing, and feeling him wanting her just as much as he had wanted that bitch, Darlene. She felt his hands firmly slide along her arms to her shoulders, as his lips and tongue started a meandering trail down her back, giving her skin kisses and teasing licks.

His face then gave her pouting buns a couple strokes before he stood up. He picked up the tube of lubricant from the night table and moved to the foot of the bed. His thick, stiff cock, angling towards the ceiling, bobbed with each step. He gazed at Kyli’s slender form. She was so feminine, so beautiful. Her ass was perfect, the curves of her fleshy-firm buns were exquisite, tempting, sensual. He couldn’t imagine a derriere being more seductive, more alluring, more desirous. He thought about her virginal, hot, little hole. She wanted his cock to push into that tight, torrid orifice, feel her clenching hot “O” slide down his length and girth. He imagined his pleasure, the pleasure she would give him, but he wanted her to have at least as much erotic joy as him. He had fucked Darlene’s ass, with Kyli he wanted it to be making love.

He knew he had to feel it with his tongue again, feel her heat, put his tongue right on the hot spot his cock was going to deflower. She was the only chick he had ever licked there. He hadn’t even given it much thought earlier, he wanted to and just did it, for her and himself.

He half crouched and then leaned forward onto the mattress between her slender, smooth legs forming the “Y.” He wished the bed was longer. He put the tube of lube near her waist. His arms folded at his sides, his hands slid under her spread thighs, just above her knees. It made her hips squirm on the thick, firm, foam pillow for a moment. He leaned to his left and kissed the back of her knee. She tensed for a second, then relaxed as he started a meandering journey up towards her ass. His lips and tongue caressing her smooth, warm skin. As he neared her bottom, her ass pouted even more. At the beginning of the curve of her bun, he teased her, shifting his torso slightly, then sliding down a little, he kissed the back of her other knee, duplicating the journey of kisses and licks up to her bottom again.

His hands slid out from under her thighs, up and around to the outsides of her legs, caressing firmly upward to her hips. He held her. As he slid slightly higher on the bed, he pushed his face into her warm flesh, sliding back and forth over her ass. Her bottom pouted again and when his face pressed harder, she pushed up with equal strength.

Kyli moaned, “Mmmmh.” She loved feeling his face stroking. Her pussy and anus clenched with the hope he’d do what he had earlier even though it worried her too. She wanted to feel his tongue right on her anus. She felt his hands move, sliding up onto her buns. Her gripped her fleshy cheeks firmly. “Ohhhhhh,” she exhaled and moaned.

He pulled his face up as his palms cupped, held, then opened the deep valley of her ass. He gazed at the alluring, pursed, little hole and saw it clench, then relaxed three times. He could feel the body heat rising from her. He pushed his face into her, feeling the baby smooth skin of her valley caress his own. She pushed towards him. Ted had thought of doing this with Kyli for years, had dreamed and fantasized about it. The night really was his dreams coming true. He pressed his wet tongue against her hot little orifice, undulating his oral phallus.

Kyli tensed again. No other guy had ever done this. She prayed she was fresh. She felt embarrassed for a moment, but that quickly dissipated, the pleasure, the intimacy of his act overwhelmed her and made her hips sway and squirm. She shivered then whispered, “Ohhhh… Ted.”

She wasn’t worried about anything now. It felt so hot, so erotic, so loving to her. She knew he’d be like this. She guessed she had always known it. Her body was taking over. Her hips squirmed slightly, her anus started clenching and relaxing, her pussy was doing the same, contracting then loosening over and over again. She felt his broad, firm tongue squirming right on her little anal pore. “Oh… oh yeah… oh god.”

Her squinting hole felt very hot against his tongue. His cock lurched trying to expand even more. His hands gripped her buns tighter, his fingertips digging into her flesh a little. She shivered as she pushed up towards his face and hands even more.

Kyli’s voice was a trembling whisper, “Oh-h-h-h… Teh-h-hed.” Her delicate hands formed fists as her thrills intensified. His tongue started rubbing and circling her anus. It made her hips squirm more. Her turgid clit slid slightly back and forth against the firm pillow. She felt a shivering wave radiate from between her legs. “Oh… mmmhhh,” she murmured.

Ted sensed his lust rising and mixing with the love again. His face turned and his teeth clamped the flesh of bun. He bit her, not harshly but harder than he had her shoulder a few minutes ago. Kyli flinched. The movement brought him back to reality. He was about to say ‘Sorry’ when he heard her mumble.

Kyli breathlessly whispered, “Yessss… bite… bite.”

Ted did. Another to the same cheek, then two nips to the other side. He didn’t do it as hard as the first one, but Ky flinched each time. Her ass pushed and squirmed more intensely. His tongue went back to her now saliva wet little hole. Again without thinking, his lust driving him, his tongue stiffened, and he pushed the tip at the center of her torrid anus. He felt the little hole clench.

“Oh… oh… oh Ted…. no… no.” He didn’t listen to her, neither did her own body. She pouted her bottom more and tried to relax her anus. She had never envisioned this, not in her wildest erotic daydreams had she ever imagined Ted’s tongue on her anus, nor him trying to push it inside her. She then remembered he had licked her there when they started tonight.

His throat muscles were aching again. She was too tight. He pulled his face back for a moment and quickly whispered, “Push out a li’l.”

His tongue was instantly back on her hot spot, laving it for a few moments, then stiffening and the tip was back at the center of her heat. He felt the little orifice open slightly and the tip of his tongue felt her heat around it. She was too tight. He kept pushing as his right hand released her luscious bun and slid down under his chin. His thumb stroked the buttery, pink folds of her slit. He was glad she was so wet again. He pushed his thick digit in. She was warm, tight, slippery. He undulated his thumb and Ky shook for a moment before her hips squirmed again. He pulled his thumb back, then found her turgid clit. He started stroking it as his tongue made another extra effort attempt to push into her virginal anus.

Kyli’s breathing was rushed and ragged. She murmured, “Ohhhh… Tehhhed… mmmff.”

She was already close to orgasm. Her eyes were shut tight at all the wonderful, hot sensations coursing through her body, not just what his tongue and finger were doing, but again, as earlier, how the loops around her ankles and wrists held her in place as her body moved by itself. She wanted to feel his tongue in her ass but it was impossible to concentrate enough to relax her little hole.

Ted’s throat and neck muscles were exhausted. He stopped trying to push in his tongue. He was disappointed with his failure. He wanted to experience it but even more, he wanted to give it to Ky. He had wanted to see her reaction, see how crazy it probably would have made her. Maybe she would have reached orgasm. He went back to licking and laving her hot, little hole as his thumb worked her slippery clit, pushing it side to side, rubbing it, stroking it, varying the speed and intensity of his strokes. His left hand released her bun which closed her valley but he kept his tongue on her anus by pushing his face into her with more strength. His hand felt around for the tube of lubricant, then his fingers deftly unscrewed the top.

He pulled his face back and stroked it over her luscious buns as his hands moved to her back, one with the tube, the other facing up and cupping. He squeezed some lubricating gel into his palm. The back of his cupped hand nudged Ky’s left cheek to the side, his right hand gripped her other bun opening her deep valley again. His face dipped into her deep valley again, his wet, warm tongue laving around her torrid pursed hole once again. He felt the little orifice twitch and tense, then Kyli’s hips squirmed slightly.

Kyli pushed her face into the pillow and moaned, “Mmmmhhh.”

As Ted’s tongue worked, he felt his cock throbbing at its full length and girth and thought it was funny only a short while ago he was wondering if he’d be able to get it up for a third time. His tongue slipped off her squeaky clean hole and he gave the baby smooth skin of her valley a half dozen breathy kisses before he pulled his face up.

Ted dipped his right thumb into the clear lube already melting a little in his left palm. He shifted his body to the left slightly, then smeared a dollop of the gel on Ky’s hot little hole. He wasn’t surprised when she flinched and tensed.

Kyli was panting. She turned her head to the side on the pillow. “That’s… cold.”

Ted half smiled. He watched his slippery thumb rubbing. “Still cold?”

She closed her eyes and shook her head. “No. It… feels good.”

Ted settled his profile on her fleshy bun and watched his thumb on her hot asshole. His thumb stopped moving and his face went blank. “You… you don’t have condoms?” He chastised himself for not having any with him. He hadn’t thought he’d need any.

“Huh? Condoms? Why… no, I don’t.” She wondered if he was worried about getting poop on his cock. Oh god… that would be so embarrassing. “Why? Are you afr…”

He interrupted as his thumb started moving again. “I… I think you’re supposed to use them for… for disease… health reasons.”

“I… I don’t have any STDs, do… do you?” Kyli tensed.

No. It’s… about hepatitis.”

“I don’t have that, do… you?”


“I don’t understand.”

The times he had done anal he had never used one. “I don’t either.”

“Does it really matter?” She didn’t want to stop for any reason.

Ted hated himself for bringing it up, but he was concerned about Kyli. Or was it the guy who was the one taking the chance? Wouldn’t you have to have hepatitis to pass it to someone? “No, not… not for us.” He again mentally chastised himself for not knowing more about it. Then again, there weren’t too many chicks in his past who had wanted to take it up their ass. He’d look it up on the internet soon. He turned his head and gave her cheek a few kisses as his thumb applied a bit more pressure to its circling massage. “This feel good?”

Kyli closed her eyes and stopped thinking about condoms. “Uh-huh.”

He hoped he hadn’t broken her mood. He moved his thumb and coated it with more lube and returned it to her torrid hole. She flinched again. He heard her giggle softly and briefly. “Cold?”

“Uh-huh.” She felt Ted’s hand turn, his fingers covered her slit, then a fingertip gently rubbed her already tingling clit. “Mmmmh.” Her breathing picked up tempo again. Her hips squirmed.

Ted watched his thumb even while he gave her smooth bun a couple kisses. His voice was soft and low, “That night when you were 18, the ‘what if’ night, I wanted to make love with you every way possible, Ky.”

“Me… me too.”

“I wanted to rip your panties off… rip your shirt off and… be inside you.”

“I… wanted you to.”

“I wanted to be in your pussy, and… and in your ass too.” He pressed the tip of his slippery thumb to the apex of her pursed little orifice. “Relax and try to push out a little… sort of.” He didn’t know how to tell her any better. He felt it on her anus. The tip of his thumb sunk into ass up to the first knuckle. His fingertip switched from circling to crossing strokes over her taut pink pearl. He remembered her confessing to fingering her own ass. The thought made him relax a little. In a way she had some experience with this.

“Oh… oh Ted.” Her breathing turned into deeper quick gasps.

“Feel good… feel hot?”

“Yes… yes.”

“Remember, tell me if anything gets… ah… uncomfortable.”

“Uh-huh. Um… push… push more.”

Ted didn’t need to be told twice. He kept his fingertip working her clit as he swayed, undulated and applied pressure to his thumb. It slowly slid intoKy’s ass not stopping until the large knuckle at his hand was stretching her opening. He felt her torrid ring grip tightly.

“Urrrrrh,” Kyli moaned.

“Does it hurt? Should I pull back?”

“No.. jus’… don’t move it yet.” There was a little pain, like at first when she had first tried two fingers. She knew all she had to do was wait and relax. Maybe it was the drinks she had but she was able to do that sooner than she thought she’d be able to. “Okay. It… it feels good.” She wasn’t really sure what he was going to do next. What he did surprised her.

Ted poured and wiped off the gel from his palm at the top of Ky’s deep crevice, then pushed that hand between the pillow and her abdomen. The middle fingertip replaced his other on her taut clit. The other fingertip curled and coursed up and down between her flared, slippery labs. He knew part of the lubrication there was his jiz still oozing out of her channel but hoped it was also her dew of excitement. He kept his thumb planted deep in her ass, only moving the tip slightly, as his finger at her slit undulated into her channel, curling and stroking within her tight confines.

Kyli’s eyes blinked open. She had never felt anything like what he was doing, especially when his thumb and finger both pulled back then slowly pushed into her again. “Oh… ohgod.”

He almost stopped but kept pushing into her slowly. “Feel good?”

“Uh-huh… oh… oh Ted.”

He added more gel to his thumb, then continued slowly DP fingering her for another minute. The last two strokes, Ky’s ass pushed to meet his probing digits. That alone almost made him shoot his wad. The very last stroke, he kept pushing, the final, large knuckle on his thumb pressuring her anal pore, making it yawn.

Kyli moaned, “Uhhhh… mmmmmhhh.”

Ted felt both her anus and channel tighten around his digits as her bottom pushed towards him and her hips swayed and squirmed. His face dipped and smeared over fleshy mounds. The finger on his other hand varied speed and stroke more on her turgid, pink pearl. His finger and thumb slowly pulled out of her pussy and ass. He quickly picked up the lube and squeezed another large dollop on her coccyx, put the tube down, then coated his already dewy middle finger and his ring finger, wiping up a large gob of the clear gel onto his fingertips. He nudged her right cheek to the side with the back of his hand and pulled the other with his face, opening her deep valley.

Her anus hadn’t closed all the way after his thumb exited. When he deposited the gob of gel on the little “o,” Ky tensed again at the coolness but only for a moment. He held his fingers away as his thumb attempted to gather and push as much as he could of the lube into the little opening. Ky’s ass pouted a little higher. He curled all his fingers back except for the middle one. He circled the tip around her hot pore, then pushed the tip inside her heat. It entered easily. He diddled it for a few moments then slowly pushed his stiffened digit into her ass. He felt her anus tightened for a second as his middle knuckle disappeared into her bottom.

“Mmmmmmhhh,” Kyli moaned as she pushed up and back to meet Ted’s slippery invading finger. When it was all the way in, she felt it turn and twist. “Mmm.”

Ted slid his digit out, then crossed it with his ring finger. He turned his hand back and forth working the two tips into Ky’s little “o.” As more of his fingers moved into her, the “o” stretched wider. Ky’s slightly swaying hips stopped. His fingers halted, even the one on her clit. God he wanted to have his cock in her ass. “Ky… I don’t want this to hurt you.”

“Wait.” She was panting. “Wait a second.” She didn’t want to disappoint him and she didn’t want to disappoint herself either. She concentrated on relaxing. “Okay… okay now.” She first felt the fingertip on her clit move. It sent a delicious shiver through her and maybe because of it, without thinking her bottom pushed up and back. She felt her anus stretch and it didn’t hurt. It felt erotic, hot. She shut her eyes tightly, her teeth gritted at the pleasure of having Ted’s fingers in her and not her own. “Yesssss,” she hissed softly.

Ted slowly worked his fingers in and back for nearly two minutes. He had to go even slower for a few strokes after he uncrossed them. Kyli got used to the added width quickly though. He turned them now and then and again almost shot his wad when Ky responded by churning her hips with a bit more intensity. He added more gel, then grouped his index finger with the other two. They slid in easily until the middle knuckles.

“Urrrh,” Kyli grunted.

Ted stopped but didn’t ask if it hurt. Obviously there was discomfort. The finger on his other hand continued firmly but gently working her clit, pushing the nub side to side, circling it with his fingertip, diddling it for a few seconds, then stroking, then pushing it side to side again. Just as he was about to tell Ky that maybe they should stop, she spoke.

“Now… push… push slowly.”

Through his own ragged breaths Ted whispered, “If it hurts, tell me to stop.”

Ky breathlessly answered, “Push… slowly, push in… I… wanna feel it. I wanna feel you inside me.”

Ted did as she instructed, with starts and stops over a minute or so, he finally had all three overlapped fingers buried in her hot hole. Again he almost shot his load when Kyli’s hips started churning again, tentatively at first, then with more certainty. He slowly retracted his grouped fingers and then pushed in again.

“Ohgod… oh yes… yesss… ohgod… Ted… I-I want you in me there.” She shut her eyes as her hips squirmed. He felt his fingers twisting. It didn’t hurt at all. There was just that weird erotic thrill coursing through her body. “Now, Ted… now baby, please.”

Ted was still on the edge of orgasm. He wanted his cock in her ass. He slowly pulled his digits back, twisting them the entire way. He pulled his other hand out from under her, held her valley open, and added more gel to her now dilated anus. Once again she flinched at the coolness, then released a very brief, breathy giggle. He quickly used his thumb to work the gel into her torrid cavity, then hurriedly coated his throbbing cock.

He moved between her bound open legs, stretching his own over the end of the bed but holding himself up on his knees and with an outstretched arm. He grabbed his lubed rod and brought the deep read head to Ky’s dilated anal pore. He stroked the tip around her hot hole.

Kyli’s eyes shut as she whispered, “Ohgod. Yes… yes, Ted.”

He took a few deeper breaths. “Tell me to stop… if it hurts.”

“Yes… yeah… push in… push in.”

He gripped his prick and nudged the tip at the center of Ky’s slightly gaping anus. The head was twice as large as the “o.” It started to dilate more. He had to shut his eyes even though he wanted to watch. He was already at the edge of cuming. He had dreamed of this moment for years. He didn’t want to shoot until he was completely buried in Ky’s luscious ass. He could feel her anus contracting against the spongy-firm helmet. He felt her sphincter hugging half the head. He kept pushing slowly and firmly, then just as the lip of his helmet was about to get past the hot muscle, he felt it contract severely and Ky tense beneath him. Dammit! He opened his eyes and looked first at his groin and her luscious ass, then at her pretty profile. Her hair hid a good portion of her face but he saw her eyes shut tightly and an expression of pain.

Through labored breaths he spoke, “Ky… we don’t have… to do this.” He gulped more air.

“No… no… wait… wait…” Kyli panted more breaths. She concentrated on relaxing.

“You… you push back when you want to.” He looked down at her perfect buns again. He didn’t move for nearly a half minute, then felt and saw Ky’s hips sway slightly. Her sphincter loosened a little. She pushed up and he held fast. They both twitched when the ridge of his helmet passed her sphincter.

“Urh!” Kyli nearly yelped.

“It hurt?”

“Yeah… no… um… just wait. It’s jus… ohgod, you’re… so big.”

“Ky, I don…”

She interrupted, “No… wait.”

Over the next five minutes, in slow increments and adding a lot of lubricant, Ted’s cock worked into Ky’s tight anus. For the most part, he let her determine when to move, allowing her to push back and take a fraction more into her hot rectum. Ted would pull back a little from time to time, then push in the same amount. A couple times Ky would breathlessly say, “A little more,” and he’d nudge a bit more of his throbbing rod into her pouting, seductive ass until she clenched again. Finally there was only an inch of his stiff, pulsing manhood not ensconced in her heat.

She told him to wait as he felt her torrid ring tighten around his staff. He was holding himself up with his elbows, looking between their bodies once in a while, but had to stop that. The sight was too erotic, too hot and he didn’t want to cum yet. His left forearm was under her, his hand was at her pussy, his finger playing with her turgid clit. His right forearm slid on the sheet, his hand cupped around and held her elbow. Her arms were still stretched straight, her wrists still in the tie loops attached to the headboard.

He stroked his face through her fragrant, dark brunette hair. His breathing was ragged, so was Kyli’s. He felt her anus relax again. He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered, “I’m going to pull back, then… slowly push into you, all the way, Ky. I-I won’t last long, this… you feel too good. If… if it hurts, tell me… right away.”

Kyli swallowed and took a deeper breath. “Yeah… I want all of you in me… all of you, Ted.” She swayed her hips slightly.

His chest rose and he looked between their bodies, at the sensual curves of Ky’s luscious buns. He started pulling back. Ky moaned but he knew it wasn’t from any pain. When he felt the helmet at her sphincter, he reversed course, denying himself the urge to shove his pulsing prick into the depths of her heat.

Kyli released another soft moan as she felt the entire length of Ted’s thick cock slowly slide all the way into her bottom. On the last inch or two, she pushed up and back to meet him. It felt so weird, yet so erotically and sensually thrilling. His finger on her clit alone almost had her at the brink. She felt so full of him, her anus was so stretched, yet the discomfort, sometimes momentary painful discomfort, had disappeared. It was so hot, so erotic, so incredibly intimate, and so naughty yet it wasn’t naughty, wasn’t bad, and wasn’t perverted, they were giving each other what they wanted, what they desired. It was loving, yes, it was love not perversion. She felt so close to Ted, no psychological or emotional or even sexual taboo boundaries separated them. That was what making love should be. What she had always wanted it to be.

His cock and his finger on her clit had her at the brink for minutes. She couldn’t hold back any longer. “Oh… y-your f-finger… Ted… oh… oh god… you’re in me so… so deep… s-so b-big… I-I… y-you… c-cum… oh… oh…” Her hips started churning more and more intensely. “Push. Harder. Push!” She felt his groin grinding against her ass, not only shoving his cock as deep as possible into her bottom, but forcing her body towards the headboard, straining the tie loops around her ankles. That last sensation threw her into orgasm. “Ohgod… ohgod… now… now… T-Ted… n-n-NOW!”

Ted had been holding back so long that when he let himself go, it was almost painful. “AHHHH!” Without thinking, he shoved even harder into her ass.

“Ohhhh!” Kyli felt his thick cock surging, pumping viscous heat deep in her rectum as her body went into erotic convulsions.

Ted couldn’t have held back after her shouts. He had hoped to slide in and retract at least a few times but it would have been impossible to restrain himself that long. This was incredibly perfect as is. As Ky’s ass shoved, swayed, jerked, and twitched, he kept pushing into her and grinding his hips, as his fingertip continued playing with her pink pearl. His entire dream had been realized. The dream had always been that Ky would want this and get as much pleasure from it as he would. And it seemed, no, it definitely was true. She loved his cock in her ass. He felt the last ripple, but still kept pushing and grinding although with less intensity. He was gasping his breaths as he lowered his chest a little more to her sleek back. His grip on her upper arm lessened. His finger slowed then stopped on her clit. He pushed his face into her dark, fragrant hair. He gulped a few breaths before trying to speak.

“Ky… I love you.”

Kyli was still trembling and twitching. She had to swallow a couple times before she could whisper, “Ted, I love you so much.”

Two minutes of relative silence passed, only the sound of Ted’s breathy kisses on her profile, neck, shoulders could be heard and of course their labored breaths. They both felt his cock shrinking. When it finally slipped out, they both flinched.

Kyli released a breathy giggle. “It got small again.” She drew in a deep breath. “God… you were so big.”

He knew his finger had probably felt huge in her bottom too. “Ky… are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Uh-uh. Didn’t hurt.” She closed her eyes as he gave her a dozen moist kisses on her upper back. “Um… but…”

Ted instantly raised his head. “What?”

Kyli felt her face flush. “I… I think I have to um…”

He smiled and gave her shoulder a kiss. “Like you have to take… ahh… poop?”

She shut her eyes. “Yes.” She heard his breathy chuckle. “Shut up.”

“Can you get the loops off your wrists?” He knew she didn’t have to defecate.

“I… I don’t know.” She blinked, then her brow pinched. Ted started working the loops off her wrists. “Ted?”


“It’s weird. It… it kinda feels like… like you’re still inside me.”

He half smiled. “Really?” He knew it was the ‘ghost’ of his cock.

“Uh-huh, but… I… you know.”

He got her other wrist out of the loop. “Yeah, I’ll get your ankles free.”

“I… I really don’t want either of us to move, but…”

“Yeah, me either but you need to… ahhh… sit down.” He gave the corner of her mouth a kiss, then slid off the bed. As he took the loop off her first ankle, he gazed at her pussy and ass. He only had partial view of her anus in the deep valley. It was still dilated but already closing. Both her pussy and ass were leaking his seed. He freed her second ankle.

“I… I don’t think I can move. I… I’ve had too many orgasms.” She giggled.

Ted sat on the edge of the bed and again wondered how drunk she was. He wondered that about himself too. He stroked his palm gently over her ass and up her back. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. “Want me to carry you to the bathroom?”

She giggled softly again. “Mmmmm… That’d be nice, but I think I can make it.” She drew in a deep breath then started sliding towards the edge of the mattress. Ted stood up. She looked at him. He was smiling. She grinned. “I… I never had a night like this, never… I never felt this good.”

He took her hand and helped her up. “Neither have I.” He wrapped her in his arms, then they kissed, their tongues dancing once more. They held each other closer. Ky was the one to slow the kiss, then hugged him even tighter.

“Ted, I love you so much.”

“I love you, Ky.”

“I have to go to the bathroom.”

Ted chuckled and pulled his arms away as Ky did the same. He took her hand. “Mind if I watch as I start us a shower?”

“You’re gonna watch?”


“You’re so weird.” She was about to tell him no, but then realized how open and intimate they had just been. What difference did it make if he actually did watch? She glanced at him. Was he just kidding? He had always been weird like that though. She remembered as kids and teenagers, him watching people, and insects, and staring at odd shaped trees, and all sorts of things.

“I’m going to do all the work in the shower, so you can just stand there while I soap you, and then… let’s just go to bed, okay?” Ted felt exhausted.

“Mmm… that sounds nice.”



Ted opened his eyes. His head was throbbing and his mouth cotton dry. He looked to his left. Kyli was turned on her side facing away from him. It hadn’t been a dream. They had finally done it last night. A rush of guilt hit him followed by a rush of fear.

Had he forced her into it? Had he manipulated her? No, no he hadn’t. He was sure of that. Incredibly, even with a hangover, his cock began growing as it all started coming back to him, not in detail, only hazy visions at the moment. He hoped his memory would sharpen as his head cleared. He needed a couple ibuprofen and a couple vitamin pills. He also needed some water and to piss too.

He looked down the sheet covering Ky, his eyes following her feminine contours. He drew in a slow breath. She was beautiful, smart, sexy, sweet, caring, and a good person. When he thought of what a woman should be, it was who she was. She tended to get overly emotional sometimes, not just with sadness and tears, but she had a streak of angry strength in her too. She was delicate and feminine and sometimes needed to be protected, yet she was also part tomboy, and when she felt she was right about something she’d never back down no matter what the odds. She was the perfect mix. She was the perfect girl, the perfect woman.

Since high school he had been looking for a girl just like her. A girl just like her who was also a lusty animal in bed. He had imagined Kyli like that too, but last night went far beyond his daydreams and fantasies about her. He had taken her anal virginity last night. He knew he had the most erotic night of his life, and he thought, at least hoped, she had too.

His gut knotted. How the hell was he going to go on without her now? How could he ever stop wanting and loving her now? How could he ever find a woman who could equal her? Yet, how could they continue? She was his sister, an adoptive sister, but still his sister. Mom and Dad would never accept anything other than a sibling relationship between them.

He slowly turned onto his side and moved closer to her until his body was pressed against her. His arm gently moved over her, his palm cupped her small breast. He felt her nipple grow a little against his palm. He spooned her for a few minutes, trying not to worry about anything, just enjoy her body against his own, but his thirst and headache were getting in the way of the pleasure of just being with her. He also realized he needed to urinate soon. He wished they hadn’t drank so much yesterday, but knew if they hadn’t he’d probably not be in her bed right now.

He remembered bits and pieces of them in the shower last night, how they had bathed each other. He had even gotten half hard and Kyli had said, ‘Save that for tomorrow. I’m too sleepy.’

They had spooned in bed. He had felt so comfortable with her. It had been the best night of love in his entire life. Except for drinking too much, it was the perfect night with the perfect girl.

He really had to piss. He slid his torso back from her, his head dipped and he planted a soft kiss on her shoulder. He whispered as softly as he could, “Ky? You awake?” He was tempted to wake her but he knew she could use the sleep. He wished he was still asleep. He softly kissed her shoulder again, then pulled his arm from around her as he quietly slid away from her and rose from the bed. He smiled as he headed to the bathroom, glad for the first time that she was the one who got the room with the attached bath.

Kyli pretended to be asleep when Ted had kissed her and whispered. She hadn’t said anything or even opened her eyes because she had a headache and was feeling hungover, but mostly because she was scared to death he’d now think she was just some crazy loose girl, some sex craving slut who had, in essence, seduced him last night. She knew it was her doing. She had started talking about the “what if” game. She stayed silent as he got up and went to her bathroom. She listened to him urinate. The butterflies of last night were fluttering in her stomach again. She had to figure out what to say to him. She loved him and wanted him, but wasn’t that crazy? They were brother and sister. What about Mom and Dad? Oh god.

Ted flushed and then realized he hadn’t closed the bathroom door. “Dammit,” he whispered under his breath. He didn’t want Ky to wake up to pissing sounds. He washed his hands, then started towards the bed, stopped and changed directions. He needed to brush his teeth and take some aspirins or whatever Mom had in the other bathroom. He’d get some ice water for Ky and a couple tabs of whatever he found. Maybe he’d take a shower too just to help him wake up. His brow pinched. He recalled Ky shampooing his hair last night with her shampoo. Yeah, he’d take a shower. He didn’t want to be smelling like some chick. Maybe he’d make her a breakfast tray, or… maybe they could go to that cafe in town. Yeah, that was a better idea. Just some juice and ice water with the meds. He smiled. He’d put it all on a little tray.

Kyli stayed quiet as she listened to the sounds Ted made. The shower turned on in the other bathroom. She thought they might shower together again this morning if things were okay between them, were good and new between them now. She got more nervous. Did he want to be alone? Did he want to pull away from her? Did he want to forget last night happened?

Ted wanted to shower with Ky but he didn’t want to wake her and he needed to clear his head, and a shower usually helped for that when he had a hangover. He knew they’d have to talk today. His gut knotted when he realized she might have been faking being asleep. He had a feeling that she had been awake. Did that mean she already regretted it all? What if she did? How would he convince her otherwise? No. No, he couldn’t advocate them being together, just tell her that was what he wanted. He doubted he could change her mind anyway. It had to be her decision. His hand stopped moving the bar of soap on his chest. He stood still as the water cascaded down his torso. Shit… what if last night was the first and the last time?

Kyli was getting more anxious. She wasn’t sure what to do. She had an awful headache. She had nearly forgotten what a hangover was like. Maybe she should give Ted time to think things through. Maybe it would be best to just try to sleep longer. She glanced at the clock. It wasn’t even 9AM yet. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her fears.

Ted dried off then went to his bedroom without even a towel around himself. He put on a fresh pair of briefs, then pulled out his cargo shorts from his bag. He didn’t bother with socks or his sneakers. He was still hoping to shower with Ky, he just wouldn’t need to wash. He had taken a couple aspirin he found in the bathroom cabinet. He’d find the vitamins downstairs, maybe some ibuprofen for Kyli. He quietly walked down the hall to her room. She hadn’t moved. She was still asleep. He turned and headed to the stairs then the kitchen.

Kyli had heard Ted at the door, then going downstairs. She knew she wasn’t going to be able to get back to sleep. She had hoped the morning would be different than this. That Ted would have stayed in bed with her, that maybe her hangover wouldn’t be this bad, that they would have taken a shower together again. A shower. She didn’t really need one, but then neither had he. It might be a way to wake up and it would feel good to stand under the spray.

She slid out of bed, closed the hall door, then walked into the bathroom. With each passing minute she worried more. She didn’t want to lose Ted, as a lover or as a big brother. What if last night would make him pull back from her in every way? Would he just think of her as a perverted slut now? Just like Ray had? No, Ted wouldn’t do that. He loved her. He had told her he loved her a dozen times last night. But, was that just passion speaking? Was last night a once in a lifetime thing? She closed the bathroom door, turned on the shower and said a prayer that everything would be all right.

Ted busied himself in the kitchen. Mom kept the vitamins in the same spot since he was a kid. He found some generic ibuprofen too. He put a couple each on a small silver tray, one used for cream and sugar at holiday dinners. He wondered about making her a toasted bagel with cream cheese and jelly. She used to like that, so did he. He then thought of the cafe in town. Cappuccino and a croissant sounded better, and she’d probably not want to eat anything as soon as she woke up anyway. He pulled the refrigerator door open. Orange juice or cranberry? Ky liked OJ. He pulled out the container and got a medium sized glass from the cabinet.

As the water cascaded down her body, Kyli touched her pussy. She was very tender. She had never been this sore before. Her hand moved, dipping into the deep valley between her buns. Her anus was sore too but surprisingly not as much as she had anticipated. Ted hadn’t been rough with her, they had both just been really intense, passionate. Her labia weren’t friction burned, they were probably a little bruised, so was her pubic bone. She had been a little wild before with that jerk Tom, but never as wild, and definitely not as uninhibited as she had been last night with Ted. She pressed a couple fingers against her anus as her other hand cupped her tender slit. Her eyes closed and for a few moments she forgot her growing concerns about Ted and the future, and allowed herself to remember the essence of the passion and love they had shared just a few hours ago. It had been wild and wondrous.

Ted decided to add a glass of ice water. He looked for another, slightly larger tray.

Kyli was standing under the spray, letting the water hit her face and head before it flowed down her slender body. She was still trying to calm her nervousness, and still trying to figure out what Ted’s actions this morning meant. He had spooned her and had kissed her shoulder, but then he left too, and showered in the hall bathroom. What was he thinking? What was he doing? Where was he anyway? Her body froze for a moment. Had he left? No! He wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye! Again Kyli told herself to relax and stop worrying so much.

Ted stepped onto the second floor, the tray in his hands. He smiled at it — glass of OJ, glass of ice water, a jigger glass containing the ibuprofen and vitamins, and he had borrowed the little vase with the single realistic silk rose his mother had on the foyer parson table, and had put that on the tray too. He thought it might make Ky smile.

Her bedroom door was closed. He couldn’t recall if he had shut it. He tapped on it lightly, then opened it. Kyli wasn’t in bed. He heard the shower going. The bathroom door was closed too. He wondered if she was saying something by that. Doubts about the way she’d feel about last night entered his mind again, and once more he told himself not to jump to conclusions. He headed to the bathroom, tapped once on the door then opened it and stepped inside.

“Hey, Ky? Good morning. I’ve got some juice, ice water, ibuprofen and vitamins for you. Are you a little hungover?” He could only see the shadow of her body behind the shower curtain. He set the tray on the vanity and then leaned his ass against the edge. He wondered again what her attitude would be about last night. His gut tensed.

“I… I guess so, I-I have a headache.” Her breathing had turned shallow. She had no idea why she was so nervous. Ted didn’t sound worried about anything.

“I thought you’d still be asleep.”

“I… I got up a few min… a short time ago.”

Ted could tell she was nervous, but his cock started growing anyway. He kept seeing flashes of the previous night, Ky’s face as they made love, and yeah, made lust too. His dick overruled his hesitation. “Shower feel good?”

“Um… yeah, it does.” She felt breathless for a moment.

“Would you like some company? I’ll do your back again, like last night.” He pushed off the vanity.

“I-I… I think I’d…” She thought she heard the phone ring. “Is… is that the phone?”

“Yeah, the landline.” He stepped closer to the tub. He smiled as his hand started raising to pull the shower curtain open.

“Run and get it, Ted! Mom said she might call!” Kyli was breathless again as the thought of her mother finding out about what happened last night nearly overwhelmed her with guilt and fear.

His brow pinched and his hand stopped moving. “Mom’s calling? From Italy?”

“Yes! She said she might. Answer it!” Kyli was suddenly panicky. She irrationally thought Mom would somehow figure everything out if the phone wasn’t answered. “Hurry!”

Ted exhaled sharply, turned and jogged out of Kyli’s bathroom to his parents’ bedroom. He grabbed the cordless just before the voicemail kicked in.



He smiled. “Yeah, Mom, it’s me.” His smile disappeared. “Is everything all right?”

“Yes! Everything has been wonderful so far! Our hotel is perfect! You were so right to suggest getting a room near the Spanish Steps, I think we’ll be able to just walk everywhere. Oh, and you were also right about the Unification Monument. It really does look like a gaudy wedding cake. We saw that again this morning. But last night we strolled to the Fontana de Trevi, and it was so beautiful and romantic. We tossed coins in, just like in that old movie, do you know that movie? We had dinner at this little restaurant close to it, and have you ever had gelato?”

Ted’s smile had returned. He guessed Mom actually wanted an answer or to take a breath. “Yeah, Mom, it’s good. You know, don’t you, it’s just rich ice cream.”

“Are you making fun of me?!”

Ted chuckled. “Mom, just make sure you and Dad go to the church of Santa Maria della Vitorio, I marked it on your map. You have to see that sculpture of St. Theresa in Ecstasy, and remember to note the age of the cupid angel, and don’t forget that those marble figures on the wall are part of the piece too, those are the patrons. It’s all one piece together. It’s not only extremely erotic, but kind of humorous too.”

Tadeuz… there’s not going to be anything erotic inside a church. Quit trying to be funny.”

Ted grinned. He didn’t think he was exaggerating at all. “Okay, maybe I’m kidding around, but I guarantee it’s a really beautiful piece, you have to see it.”

“We will. We’re going there tomorrow.”

“Good. So, you’re having an exciting time so far?”

“Yes! What do you think I’m telling you?! We’re at the Coliseum and Forum right now. Your dad’s taking pictures of everything. He’s… oh… he wants to talk to you.”


“Hi, Dad, how you doin’?”

“First off, I’m not taking pictures of everything, I’m looking at things mostly, soaking up the atmosphere and the history, I’m not taking this journey of ours through a viewfinder. Your mom insisted calling to just say we arrived safe and sound, I didn’t think she meant to give you a play by play of what we’ve done in the past 18 hours at a hundred dollars a minute transatlantic call.” He laughed. “She just punched my arm. She trying to grab the…”

Ted heard his mother’s voice again.

“It’s not costing that much, John. Ted, is Kyli there? Let me speak to her.”

Ted’s gut tensed. “I think she’s taking a sho…” He heard Ky in the hall. “Hold on.” She appeared at the master bedroom doorway. She was already dressed, similar to what she wore to the airport yesterday. Her hair was only towel dry. He had wanted to at least see her nude if not make love with her this morning. “I guess she’s done with her shower. Here she is, Mom.”

Kyli walked up to him. She looked nervous and a little teary eyed. He handed her the phone.

Kyli took a quick breath, then smiled. “Hi Mom! What are doing right now? Where are you?” She saw Ted’s mouth form silent words, saying he was going downstairs. She nodded at him and felt more nervous. Her eyes turned towards the window and her lips curved into another small smile. “No, Mom, I don’t have the map copy right in front of me, but we looked at it so much this past week that I have most of it memorized.” She listened for a full minute. “Uh-huh, I think you two could walk there, but don’t rush looking at the Forum.” She giggled. “Hi, Dad.” She listened again then grinned. “I know how expensive it is, but you guys called us.” She listened then laughed. “Dad, give the phone to her! Don’t be mean to Mom!” Kyli giggled yet again.

Ted poured himself some cranberry juice and downed it all within a minute. He refilled the glass then walked out onto the patio to check the weather. The morning was already warm. It was going to be hot again. He sat on the chaise that he had the previous evening. He sipped his juice and wondered what Kyli would think and say about last night. She hadn’t seemed very happy when he handed her the phone.

He would hate himself forever if his actions last night made her never want to have anything to do with him again, if it ruined the sibling relationship they had, the love they had before yesterday. He hadn’t given a thought last night to it possibly ruining their brother-sister relationship, had he? He seemed to recall wondering about a lot of things when he got the sodas or whatever the hell the drinks were, right before they did anal. He felt his cock twitch.

Jeezuz, she had been so hot, so damn perfect. And he had been so relieved when they made love that second time without the damn ties. He was sure she got off on it without being in the damn upside-down “Y.” He felt his cock grow at the memory of her bound to the bed. That really had been incredibly erotic though, even more so than with Dar or that other chick who got off on it. He shut his eyes and shook his head. He loved Ky, he wanted her, but if she didn’t feel the same, he’d be able to deal with it. But if she couldn’t even love him as a sister now, he’d not be able to handle that. He prayed he hadn’t made a mess of her life, or of both their lives.

He told himself to relax. They’d talk today. It was wasted energy to worry about any of it until there was definitely something to worry about.

He heard the patio door opening. He turned around. Kyli looked beautiful as always, but what tensed his stomach was that she looked worried, possibly even scared. His heart sank. He again wondered if she was regretting everything that happened last night. He forced a smile to his face as Ky slowly walked towards him. “Mom sounded really excited, so did Dad. It seems they’re off to a great start on their vac…” He grinned, “I’ll use Dad’s term, a great start on their journey through Italy.”

Kyli nodded. “They were both almost… giddy, like… like teenagers. They said everything is beautiful, and full of history, and… romantic. They’re having a great time. They’re going to walk to the Baths. I forgot the name of them, some… emperor.”

He still couldn’t read her mood. “Did you take the ibuprofen and vitamins?” He was hungover but not as badly as he thought he’d be. The long shower and aspirins seemed to have revived him somewhat. He hoped it was the same for Ky.

“Uh-huh.” Her teeth clamped her lower lip for a moment as her eyes teared. “Ted, are… are we okay?” Once more she felt breathless.

He rose from the chaise and put his arms around her. He kissed her cheek. “I guess we need to talk? Obviously we need to talk.”

Her eyes teared. She nodded.

“Why don’t we… go to that little cafe in town. Have a cappuccino, a croissant, maybe talk a little there, but… let’s… neither of us should get nervous or…” He took a breath. “Listen, let’s relax for a while, not even talk about last night yet, just have coffee, then… we’ll come back here or maybe go for a walk or sit in the park and discuss it, talk about everything. Let’s just get out of the house for an hour or so, and just relax. Okay?”

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