Paul had called a few minutes ago asking if Mark had a tool he needed.
Something to fix a valve. Mark had been in St. Louis for a couple weeks but I
never had a problem letting his brother come over - they were always sharing
tools big and small and if Mark wasn't there Paul knew where to look for things.
The doorbell rang and I let Paul in. He disappeared downstairs and emerged with
an L shaped piece of metal.
I was feeling lonely so I asked him if he wanted a beer. I got us each one
out of the fridge. We sat there chatting about all sorts of things. Sharon was
in England, and I guess we realized we were both pretty lonely.
We got up for another beer and I bent down to pull two of them off the bottom
shelf. As I stood up and turned toward him, our eyes locked. It seemed like an
eternity that we stood there, awkwardly realizing something was happening. What
was coming over us?
Suddenly, I stood on my toes and kissed him - quickly, just a peck. I backed
off, scared, embarrassed. I couldn't look at him at first. Then I looked up to
see the shock on his face. I threw myself into his arms and this our kiss was
deep and passionate. Soon our tongues were playing and I began to moan.
He held my body tight against his and I could feel his reaction building. I
had that feeling in my belly and could tell my panties were getting wet. His
hand came over my breast and I could feel the electricity in my whole body. Then
he reached around under my tee shirt and undid my bra. His cool hands pushed up
under my breasts and moved the bra up.
My nipples got hard as he gently brushed his palms over them. I reached down
to rub the bulge in his jeans. I felt his hand reach onto my bare leg and slide
up under my cotton miniskirt. As I unzipped him I felt his hand on my wet
panties. His cock felt so good through the cotton of his jockeys.
"Oh Paul, Paul. We shouldn't be doing this."
"I know, Bonnie, I know."
By then his fingers were playing between my pussy lips and his cock was out of
his pants with my fingers wrapped around it. It is a good size, like Mark's, I
was thinking. I was pressed against the kitchen counter and he knew all the
right places to excite me.
"Oh Paul, Paul."
He was moaning from my two hands rubbing him up and down.
Between my moans I managed to say, "Oh Paul, I never cheated before."
"Maybe we should stop," he said and for a moment we paused, even though we
didn't move our hands.
"It's so nice. I'm so lonely."
I shuddered as two fingers slid up into my vagina.
"Oh Oh. Do you. Would it.."
"Would it be OK if we, you know, would it be OK if we didn't go all the way?" I
hadn't said, "Go all the way," since I was 14 and I did go all the way.
"It would be wonderful," he said. "I never cheated before either."
"Lets go somewhere comfortable."
Before we left the kitchen, Paul pulled up my tee shirt it and my bra fell to
I helped him out of his "handy-man" shirt and his tee shirt too.
A few steps later he pressed me against the wall and kissed my neck and down my
arm and over to my nipple.
I struggled to slide his jeans down and he had to help. His jockeys came off in
the same motion. He knelt down and pushed my skirt up to see my soaked panties
with my dark bushy hair showing through. He wrapped his mouth over my mound and
used his lips and tongue to excite me through the cloth. As he was doing this he
eased the panties down and I wriggled them to the floor. I bent myself to give
him access and his tongue was driving me crazy between my lips.
After a few moments of this wonderful feeling I reached down and took his arm
and led him to the sofa. I pushed him down on his back and held his cock
First I just kissed his leg, then I started licking there, and moving up I found
his shaft. I kissed and licked it on the sides and worked down to lick his nice
big balls. I was starting to use my hand to excite him and then, I started
playing with his helmet. I love doing this, running my tongue around, sticking
the point of my tongue in his little slit. He was of course breathing heavily
and moaning all the while. Finally, I wrapped my lips around his helmet and slid
slowly down over his shaft while my hand rubbed the hard part of the cock that
you can feel between a man's legs.
I'm not a deep throat sort of girl, but I take it in pretty far and it was only
a few minutes more of bobbing and pressing my lips on him before i felt him
convulse and the pleasant taste of a man filled my mouth. I kept it up and every
second or two more of his cum exploded out. I swallowed most of it but let a
little run down my chin to show him how happy i was for him. Eventually he
wasn't hard any more and it was my turn.
He pushed the coffee table away and sat me on the edge of the sofa with my legs
apart. I still had the little skirt on. It started with him kissing me on the
lips and neck and sucking on my nipples. His hand was between my legs again,
rubbing vigorously on my mound. If you are ever with me, know that action alone
is enough to make me cum, and cum I did.
Then his fingers pressed into my lips and my clit could barely take it when
he found it. Soon his fingers were deep inside me fucking away as he started to
kiss my mound. I had a screaming loud orgasm as he licked my clit and finger
fucked me. Then he forced his face into my pussy and his tongue plunged into my
vagina. God oh God another orgasm.
Finally, I was spent and urged him to sit next to me. We hadn't broken our
promise to each other.
"Oh Paul. Thank you for understanding," I said, panting.
"You really know how to give a blow job, Bonnie girl," he said irreverently.
We sat there kissing and cuddling for a good 15 minutes. Cuddling got more
advanced as he started to play with my breasts. He was getting aroused again and
i couldn't resist playing there myself.
Before we knew it I was laying lengthwise on the sofa on my back and he was
on top of me kissing me,with his hard cock against my belly. He worked his way
down again, sucking on my nipples, putting his tongue in my belly button and
once again licking between my lips. It didn't take long for me to orgasm again.
When that had subsided I said kiss me Paul kiss me kiss me. He crawled back
up kissing my breasts all over first and then our two mouths were locked.
His hard cock was laying flat against my mound and god i wanted it. I turned
my face to the side breaking our kiss and heard myself saying, "Fuck me, fuck
me. Oh Paul, Fuck me."
I opened my legs wide and held his tip over my doorway. He pushed himself in
deeper and deeper and the wonderful feeling of his cock filling my vagina came
over me. He was in me for a long time - round two is always that way - and I
came more than once as he pumped and pumped. He knew my other secret - if the
man presses his cock against my cervix, it makes my whole body shudder with
pleasure. He was at times gentle and at other times out of control. Finally that
convulsion again and I felt the mix of juices in my vagina change.
He kept thrusting as the rest of his spasms were spent. But already I had
realized what a bad thing I had done. Cheated on wonderful Mark. And with his
brother. I was already crying when Paul finished.
Paul of course saw this and said, "I'm so so sorry. Maybe I should go."
I knew it would be horrible to be alone with my tears. I said, "No no stay. I
don't want to be alone now."
We sat there hugging again. And eventually wandered down the hall to the
bedroom. We made tender passionate love for two more hours.
That was the start of my affair with Mark's brother.
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