I was invited to a New Year’s party at Drew’s house. I was torn, not wanting to leave Teri alone, not after all we’d been through. But there was no way that she was willing to go to the party with me, and frankly, I didn’t trust the guys with her.
Alright, maybe I was a little jealous.
Funny thing happened. A girl approached me, flirting and teasing. I’d had a few drinks, more than I probably should have, or I probably would have recognized her sooner. I was flirting back, cornering her, getting her away from the crowd so I could move on her. Then it hit me.
“You’re Kyle’s sister.”
She pouted and nodded. “I’m not like him, Travis. This doesn’t have anything to do with him.”
That’s what she said, but it had me worried. Was this some trick of his to get back at me? If it wasn’t. did I want to go there? Would I be using her, to get back at him? Damn.
She moved closer, rubbing her hand on my chest. “Forget that I’m related to that jerk. We were having a good time, weren’t we?”
I nodded. Until the realization of who she was, I was having a great time.
“I’m Donna (not her real name). Me. Not Kyle’s sister. I’m just Donna, OK?” she asked. She seemed serious, and a bit nervous.
What the fuck. Why not? I tilted her chin up and kissed her, doing my best. When I pulled away, her eyes were still closed, and she was breathing hard.
Alright, I’m a bastard. A pussy hound. I’ve already admitted as much. Donna was pretty and willing, and a little bit drunk. I was horny and a little drunker than she was. Our first kiss turned into a make-out session, that we moved into one of the available bedrooms.
Laying on the bed, I had access to her firm little body. My hands wandered over her, while our lips were engaged. I opened her pants, and slid one hand into them, with some difficulty I admit. They were very tight. Still I managed, easing my way into her panties. It didn’t take my talented fingers long to have her moaning her orgasm into my mouth.
Her butt lifted off the bed, and she was wiggling, pushing her too-tight jeans down over her hips. I decided to help her, first with the jeans, and then with her cute baby-blue soaked panties. Once I had the panties out of the way, I replaced them with my mouth, and taught that adorable teen a lesson. The door behind me creaked opened and closed twice, leaving us alone, while I brought her to a series of orgasms. After the last she was moaning for me to fuck her, and I couldn’t think of a single reason not to.
I had shucked my pants and boxers, and was between her legs about to enter her when she stopped me.
“This isn’t revenge against my brother, is it?” she asked nervously.
I took her adorable face in my hands, my hard cock pressing against her crotch. I kissed her softly. “No, Donna. When we started this, I hadn’t recognized you. I had no idea you were Kyle’s sister. You were just a gorgeous, friendly girl that I was flirting with, and hoped to get to know better. We don’t have to go any further, if you don’t want to.” I wanted to, badly. But I wasn’t that much of an asshole.
“You swear?”
I nodded slowly. “God’s truth. Right now, I don’t give a fuck who you’re related to. I want you so bad it hurts.”
She gave me a sweet little smile, and her hands reached down between us and guided me home. God, that felt good. Incredible.
I’d learned one thing from Rachel, and that was to make a woman’s first time with you as wonderful as possible. Make sure her pleasure was the important thing, and from then on, you were golden. Under her excellent tutelage, I’m not saying I’m God’s gift to women, but I dare say I was probably better at pleasuring a girl than 95% of guys my age.
I took my time with her, doing the things I’d been taught, learning her tells, figuring out what worked for her, and then concentrating on that. I seemed to be doing my job. I had her moaning loudly, almost continuously, while I drove her up the slopes of her pleasure time after time, making her come for me. It’s a hell of an ego trip to see it in a girl’s face, when you’ve given her the best she’s ever had.
A couple of times, when I got too close, I’d pull out, and go back to work with my mouth, keeping her on edge, driving her crazy. When I finally couldn’t resist any longer, I picked up the pace, hammering her tight little pussy like there was no tomorrow. She screamed my name only moments before I hit the point of no return, filling her warm tight hole.
I eased her down after that, pumping slowly until I lost the last of my firmness. I was surprised when she gasped and pulled the pillow over her head. I heard laughter behind me, and the clapping. Looking over my shoulder, I found we had an audience. Shit.
I was pissed, and I got up, yelling at them to get out, pushing a few stragglers out the door, closing it behind them. The echoes of their laughter grated on my nerves. When I got to Donna, she was crying.
“Why, Travis?” she sobbed. “Why would you do that?”
“I swear, baby, I had nothing to do with that. I didn’t know they were there. I swear.”
“God, how am I ever going to show my face again?” she asked.
I took her in my arms, holding her. “Listen, there are plenty of people doing what we’re doing her tonight. It will blow over quickly. Just don’t make a big deal of it. If anyone says anything, shrug them off. This wasn’t your first time having sex, was it?” I was pretty sure it wasn’t, from her reaction.
She shook her head. “No. But it was never like that.”
I gave her a short kiss, and caressed her sexy body. “No kidding. You were amazing.”
A tiny smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “Really? You think so?”
“Damn, girl. I know so. I’ve been around a bit, and I’m telling you, that was incredible. You’re incredible.” It might have been a little white lie, but I figured I owed her that much. And it was very good.
She rolled toward me, hugging me. “You were pretty amazing too,” she whispered.
“I’d love to be amazing for you again,” I said, rubbing her firm butt cheeks. “But I think we have an audience out there.” I kissed her, long and slow. “Come on. Let’s get dressed, and hold our heads high. I bet I’m gonna see a lot of jealous faces out there.”
“You think?”
“I know. C’mon.”
We dressed, and I gave her a big hug and a kiss. “You know this can’t really go anywhere between us. I’m headed back to college in a few weeks.”
She pouted. “I know. I don’t do things like this, you know? You’re only my second.”