REST STOP SURPRISE
by
Jean-Luc Cheri
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Copyright © 2011 by Jean-Luc Cheri
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Book description:
An erotic short story. Jamie and Chloe are new acquaintances, getting to know each other as they share a ride home from college. They discover they share a mutual attraction, and take a break at a rest stop to see where it leads. As passions arise, lustful fires are quenched, but neither is aware of the surprise that will transform their desire into forbidden lust. Adults only due to graphic sexual content.
(6,066 words / 25 pages)
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Rest Stop Surprise
I scanned the college bulletin board, trying to find the specific item I was searching for. It was filled with pinned-up job offers, students selling books, folks offering services, announcements for meetings, and people looking to share rides home after classes were over for the summer.
The last item was what I was looking for. I had my truck, but wanted someone to share the eight-hour drive. Most did it to split the cost of gas, but I wasn’t really concerned about that. I was just looking for good conversation for the trip.
There were a lot of offers, but none going to Portland, Oregon. I would have even been willing to drive out of my way just to have someone to go with. I kicked myself for not checking the board earlier in the week. Even the ones that were still up had most of their phone number tabs torn off. Damn.
I was just turning away when I noticed one flyer that was almost completely covered by the ones around it. Just a little triangle of yellow peeking through. My first thought was to ignore it, and just resign myself to driving alone. It probably wasn’t even a request for a ride, let alone one to Portland. But something made me stop and check.
I peeled the other pages away, and pulled it off the board. When my eyes focused, they widened in surprise. In big bold letters, it said, NEED RIDE TO PORTLAND OR, JUN 5-10. Looking at the bottom edge, none of the phone numbers had been torn off. Yes! It must have been covered almost as soon as it went up.
Under the headline, in smaller letters, it read, WILLING TO SPLIT GAS. CALL CHLOE.
I whipped out my cell phone and called the number.
“Hello?” It was a woman’s voice.
“Um, hello. Is this Chloe?”
“One moment.”
After a long pause, another female voice came on the line. This one seemed younger.
“Hello, this is Chloe.”
“Oh, hello. Um, I just saw your note on the Student Union posting board, about a ride to Portland?”
“Yes?” She sounded hopeful.
“I’m planning on driving up there this Saturday. Would you like to join me?”
“I would love to. Thank you so much. I was worried I was going to have to take the bus.”
I grinned. “My truck is much more comfortable.”
“What’s your name?”
“Jamie.”
“Jamie, thank you so much. And like the note said, I’m willing to split the gas.”
I waved my hand, as if she could see it. “Don’t worry about that. I got it covered.”
“I insist.”
“Well, let’s save that argument until we get underway, ok.”
She laughed softly. “Ok.”
“Where are you located?”
“I’m staying with my aunt.”
“You’re not a student?”
“Not here. I just need to get to Portland.”
“Give me the address then.”
She did, and I wrote it on the back of the flyer.
“Ok. How does Saturday morning at ten sound?”
“Perfect. I’ll be ready.”
I pulled up in front of the house at 9:59. It was a nice neighborhood, which I was glad to see. I was getting out, when the front door of the house opened.
My eyes went wide. She was still over fifty feet away, but she was definitely stunning. I wasn’t sure what I expected her to look like, but it wasn’t this. She was tall, about four inches shorter than my six-foot-two, with a body that was incredible. She wore a pleated skirt that was a few inches short of her knees, and a tight t-shirt that showed off her midriff. Her hair was long and light blonde, and as she approached I saw a set a pretty green eyes. She was smiling widely, and I got the feeling she was as impressed with me as I was with her.
“Jamie?”
I grinned. “You expecting another guy to show up at your front door with a truck?”
She laughed, and it was light and happy.
“Hi Jamie.” She held out her hand.
“Hello Chloe.” I took her small hand in mine.
“You’re very prompt. My mother told me that’s a quality to look for in a guy.”
“I need you to talk to my History professor. He’s always riding me for turning in late assignments.”
She laughed again.
An older woman came out of the house, carrying a pair of suitcases. The similarity was obvious.
“Speaking of your mom, is that her?”
“No. That’s my Aunt Marilyn. My Mom’s sister.”
“Cool.” I walked to the older woman and took the bags from her.
“Thank you Jamie. I’m Marilyn”
“Hello, Marilyn.”
I stashed the suitcases behind the seats.
Marilyn pulled a notepad and a pen from her back pocket. “Jamie?” she asked.
“Yes?”
“I’m sorry if this seems rude, but can I ask you for a favor?”
“Sure.”
“Can I see your driver’s license?”
Chloe interrupted. “That’s not necessary, Aunt Marilyn.”
I smiled. “It’s ok. You can’t be too careful these days. I understand completely, Marilyn.”
I took my wallet out of my back pocket and removed my license, then handed it to her.
“Thank you Jamie, for being so understanding.” She took my license and held it to the pad as she copied the information. After she finished, she handed it back to me.
Chloe and her aunt hugged for a long moment, then pulled apart.
“Have a nice trip dear. And tell your mother I said congratulations.”
Chloe looked at her curiously. “For what?”
Marilyn gave her a mischievous grin. “You’ll see.” Then she turned her attention to me. “Jamie, you be careful driving my niece now, you hear?”
I grinned. “I certainly will.”
I helped Chloe up into the truck, then took my place, waving to Marilyn as we drove away.
After we were on the road, I asked, “What was that about?”
“What?”
“Your aunt’s congratulations for your mom?”
“I have no idea.”
“Not even a clue?”
She shrugged. “Mom said she had a surprise for me when I got home, but I thought it might have been that she was getting a new car and letting me have her old one.”
“Hmm, that doesn’t sound like it needs to be congratulated.”
“I agree. Now I’m wondering what it is.”
“Maybe your Mom’s pregnant.” I grinned.
She made the yuck face. “Ewwww! Don’t even joke about that.”
I laughed.
“Besides,” she continued, “she would need a man to pull off that feat.”
“Oh,” I said, a bit chagrined. “I’m sorry. Your dad...?”
“He died when I was eight. Since then, it’s just been my mom and me.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Thank you.”
“I can relate though.”
“What do you mean?”
“My Mom died when I was twelve.”
“Aww, that’s so sad.”
“Yeah, the first few years were rough. I really missed her.”
“Did your dad remarry?”
I shook my head. “No. I don’t think he ever will.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know. He just doesn’t seem to be interested.”
“I find that hard to believe. A guy not interested?” She was grinning.
“Well, if he is, he hides it well. He hasn’t even been on a date in four years.”
“So, he did try?”
“Yeah, but then it just dwindled off. How about your mom? Any interest?”
“She goes out on dates occasionally, but nothing serious. Although, lately when I’ve tried to call her on Friday nights, she’s never home.”
“Uh oh, Mom’s getting some.”
She pulled out her yuck face again. “Ewwww, gross!”
I laughed hard.
“On more mention of my mom screwing, Mister, and I’m jumping out. You won’t even have to slow down.”
I was cracking up now.
“Besides,” she continued, “maybe your dad is ‘getting some.’”
My laughing stopped. “Please, don’t even joke about that.”
This caused her to smile wide. “What, you don’t like to think about your dad lying between some woman’s legs, giving her the stiff one?”
I made a yurping sound in my throat, as if I was going to throw up. This set off another fit of giggles between us.
When I could catch my breath, I said, “Ok, new rule. Neither of us will discuss the other’s parent having sex. Deal?”
She laughed and stuck out her hand. “Deal.”
I shook her hand for the second time that day, and it felt just as good as the first.
After a moment of silence, I said, “By the way, ‘giving her the stiff one’? Where the hell did you come up with that one? A Mickey Spillane novel?”
She laughed again, and said, “No, my friends use that all the time.”
“Are your friends from the Fifties?”
She swatted my arm. “No, they’re not.”
“Gee Wally, I think Dad gave Mom the stiff one last night. Yeah, Beaver, I heard her. She was screaming like a whore on payday.”
We laughed together, and she said. “Ok smarty, what do you use?”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Let’s hear it.”
“I just use sexual intercourse.”
She giggled. “No you don’t.”
“Yeah, as in, ‘Pardon me Miss, would you like to partake in some sexual intercourse with me?’”
Laughing, she said, “How’s that working out for you?”
“I’m still a virgin.”
We both laughed hard, then she said, “That’s not true, is it?” We both cracked up again.
“No, it’s not Miss Nosey. You?”
“No.”
“How old were you?”
“Now who’s nosey? Fifteen.”
“Good? Bad?”
“It was pretty good. We were both virgins.”
“Sweet.”
“It was. How about you?”
“Fourteen.”
“Was it her first time too?”
“No, she was my piano teacher.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Actually, it’s not as bad as it sounds. She was nineteen, and gave piano lessons to earn extra money for college. She came over one day for my lesson, and my dad wasn’t home, and one thing led to another.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
I grinned. “Of course.”
“Did she?”
“Well, let’s just say I didn’t learn much piano after that day. From that point on, she would always schedule my lessons during times she knew my dad would be out.”
Chloe smiled. “I guess you impressed her.”
“I guess.”
My cell phone went off. I pulled it out of my pocket, and saw it was my dad.
“Hello?”
“Hey Jamie.”
“What’s up Dad?”
“You on your way home?”
“Yeah, I should be there late this afternoon. Why?”
“Just making sure you’re going to be here.”
“Why, what’s going on?”
“Nothing. Just something we need to talk about.”
“What?”
“I’ll tell you this evening. It’s kind of a surprise.”
“Just tell me.”
“No, it’s not something you say over the phone. Don’t worry, it’s good news.”
“Thanks Dad, now I’m going to be wondering.”
He chuckled. “Drive carefully, son. See you soon.”
“You too.” I closed the phone. “Huh.”
“What’s up?” Chloe asked.
“That was my dad.”
“I got that part.”
“He has a surprise for me.”
“Maybe he’s pregnant.”
I stared at her, puzzled for a moment, then finally got it and began laughing.
“Yep,” I said, “that would definitely be a surprise.”
“What do you think it is?”
“I have no clue.”
“Maybe he’s got a woman.”
I nodded. “I guess that’s possible. But why wouldn’t he just tell me on the phone?”
At lunchtime, we stopped to get gas and something to eat. She tried to pay for the gas, but I wouldn’t let her, so she suggested she buy my lunch. It was fast food, so I agreed. After lunch, we got back on the road.
She got comfortable, taking off her shoes and sitting cross-legged on the seat, with her skirt lying between her spread thighs. We sat without talking for a while, listening to the music and comfortable in our silence.
“So,” I said, “where do you call home in Portland?”
“Tigard,” she replied, “Do you know where that is?”
“Sure, I’ll be driving right by there on the way home.”
“Where do you live?”
“Oak Hills.”
“That’s not too far away from me.”
“Yep, we’re practically neighbors.” I grinned.
“You have a girlfriend?” she asked.
“Not since high school.”
“Why not?”
I shrugged. “Guess I just haven’t found the right one yet.”
“Are you looking?”
I smiled at her. “What are you asking?”
“I’m just curious.”
“Yes, I’ve been with girls. And don’t ask how many.”
She laughed. “I wasn’t going to.” She turned towards me and leaned back against the door, stretching her legs out in my direction, resting her socked feet on the center console. She kept her thighs together, and despite my quick glance down, I couldn’t see between them. But her legs looked very nice.
Looking back up at her face, I said, “Two weeks.”
“Two weeks?”
“That’s the answer to your next question – how long has it been since the last time?”
She smiled, and a slight blush came to her cheeks. “Yeah, I was going to ask that one.”
I laughed. “How about you? Boyfriend?”
“No, we broke up last fall.”
“Can I ask why?”
“He cheated on me.”
“That sucks.”
“Yeah, came home early one day and found him in bed with a friend of mine. They didn’t hear me come in, and were still going at it.”
“Ouch.”
“When they finally noticed me, he tried to tell me it wasn’t what it looked like.”
I gave a short laugh, then said, “Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh at your misery.”
“It’s ok. He deserves to be laughed at.”
There was a moment of silence, then she said, “So, aren’t you going to ask me?”
“You mean ask you how long it’s been since the last time?”
“Yeah.”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t have to. I have a skill.”
“A skill, what do you mean?”
“I can tell just by looking at a girl, how long it’s been.”
She grinned. “Bullshit.”
“It’s true.”
“No way.”
“I’m telling you, I can.”
“Ok, go ahead, do me.”
I grinned at her choice of words, and she blushed again. “I mean,” she said, “guess how long it’s been for me.”
“Ok, but there’s one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“I have to touch you.”
She laughed. “I knew it. You’re just scamming me for a free feel.”
“No, I’m not. It’s part of the process, I swear.”
“Where do you have to touch me?”
“Anywhere.”
“Like on my leg?”
“That’s fine.”
“Ok, you can touch me on my leg. Want to make it interesting?”
“How so?”
“A bet.”
“No thanks.”
“Why not?” She gave me a slight smile. “There’s nothing you want from me?”
I smiled back. “Nothing I want to win in a bet.”
She nodded as if she understood. “Ok. Go ahead.”
I looked closely at her, studying her face. Having to divide my attention between her and the road, it was tougher than usual. It was the eyes that usually gave them away.
“I thought you had to touch me?”
“Patience, I’ll get there.” I mentally added two weeks to my calculations, since she asked.
Her eyes met mine, and we stared at each other. I glanced quickly at the road, then back. Lifting my hand, I moved it over her shin, watching her eyes the whole time. She was looking forward to my touch. I had my final number in mind, but I wanted to feel her anyway.
I lowered my hand and slid it softly around her leg, caressing the muscle of her calf. I watched her eyes as I felt the slight shiver go through her. Keeping my hand on her for another long moment, I then removed it and placed it on the steering wheel.
“Seven weeks,” I said, keeping my eyes fixed on her.
Her eyes went wide, and her mouth opened in shock.
After a moment, she said, “How did you do that?”
I grinned. “Am I right?”
“Yes. But how?”
“Like I said, it’s a skill.”
“That’s so freaky.”
I laughed. “But pretty useless.”
“You impressed me.”
“Do you think you might want to go out with me sometime?”
She gave me a soft smile. “Yeah, I think I would like that.”
“Cool. Make sure you give me your number before we say goodbye today.”
“I will.” She stretched her legs out, resting her feet on my thigh. I removed one hand from the wheel and placed it just above her ankle. She didn’t seem to mind. In fact, her legs relaxed and I caught a brief glimpse of white panties.
We rode in silence for a while longer, and at one point she shifted, sliding her feet up my thigh and closer to my crotch. I wasn’t sure if she did it on purpose, but my cock began to stiffen.
I figured if she was taking liberties, I could too. I let my hand wander up to her knee. She didn’t react, so I left it there.
A road sign went by. “Rest stop in one mile,” I said. “Do you want to stop and take a break for a few minutes.”
“Sure, sounds good.” She stretched, as if working out some kinks, and her foot pressed against my half-hard cock. I got another quick glimpse of white nylon. When she relaxed, she moved her foot away and sat up straight, slipping back into her shoes. Once again, it seemed like she had done it intentionally, but I couldn’t be sure.
I took the exit ramp to the rest area, and pulled into a parking spot close to the door. The place was fairly deserted, with only two other cars in the lot. We used the restrooms, and I was staring at the Coke machine, deciding what I wanted, when she came out.
“Something to drink?” I asked.
“A Diet Coke would be nice.”
I put the money in and pressed the button, then handed her the bottle. I got mine and we walked outside. The two other cars were gone. She led us over to a picnic area, and we picked a table in the back, tucked in a corner near the woods. We sat across from each other and sipped our drinks.
“It’s nice here,” she said.
“Yeah. I’m glad it’s not crowded.”
“So, what else can you tell about me just by looking?”
I smiled. “That’s it.”
“Maybe I should give it a try.”
“I already told you how long it’s been for me.”
“No, I don’t mean that.”
“So, what are you trying to guess?”
She gave me a mischievous grin. “I’ll try to guess when the next time you’ll have sex will be.”
I smiled. “Sounds interesting.”
“Want me to try?”
“Sure. Do you have to touch me?”
“Yeah.”
“Ok. Go for it.”
She placed her hands on the wooden table, and stared into my eyes. I met her gaze, imagining what it would be like to look down upon that pretty face while I was between her legs. My cock began to stiffen again.
After a long moment, I asked, “Aren’t you going to touch me?”
“Yeah.”
“When?” I barely got the question out when I felt it. She had taken off her shoe and was sliding her foot up my thigh. It continued until it was pressed against my now rapidly swelling dick.
I gasped softly, causing her to smile.
My cock grew to full hardness, and her sock-clad foot moved in small circles as it pressed against me.
I took a deep breath, and our eyes held each other.
“So, what’s your guess?” I said, “Two weeks? Five days?”
Her smile widened. “I’m thinking more like minutes.”
“I guess we’re thinking the same way.” I reached down and pressed her foot harder against me, then ran my hand up her leg as far as I could, which was about to her knee.
We stared at each other, our eyes showing our desire. Finally, I leaned back and said, “How about coming over here?”
She stood and walked over, and I turned to sit sideways on the bench. She slid into my lap and slipped her arms around my shoulders. My hands went to her waist, and our lips were just about at the same level. I leaned in and kissed her softly, feeling her warm, soft breasts pressing against my chest.
Her hip felt warm as it rested against my rigid dick, and our lips parted to allow our tongues to meet. Our kiss intensified and I slid my hand up against the side of her full breast, cupping her gently.
She moaned softly into my mouth, which encouraged me to move my hand to the front, feeling her hard nipple rise up to meet my palm. Her hands caressed the back of my neck as we continued to kiss, our tongues becoming more fervent.
I gently pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, causing another groan to escape her lips. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I softly sucked on it.
One of her hands left my shoulders, and moved down over my chest. Going lower, she slid it between her hip and my crotch, gripping my hard cock through my pants.
It was my turn to groan as I felt the pleasure of her touch shoot through me. Her hand moved up and found my cock head, rubbing it through the material of my jeans.
In reaction to her touch, I squeezed her nipple harder, and we both moaned against each other’s lips.
My hand dropped to her knee, and curled around to feel the soft skin of her inner thigh. I began moving it slowly up between her legs, and she spread them, welcoming my touch. Finally, I reached her panty covered mound, and pressed my fingers against it, feeling the warmth of her pussy under the smooth nylon material.
“Ohhh,” she sighed, lifting her hips to press against my touch.
I felt the contours of her lips and pressed the satiny material between them, feeling the slickness that was already beginning to coat her intimate skin.
Her fingers moved to the button of my jeans, and deftly undid it. Gripping the tab of my zipper, she eased it down, allowing my cock to push out the material of my boxers between the gap. Her hand gripped me again, this time through the thin cotton cloth. She squeezed and moved her hand up and down, slowly stroking my hardness.
My fingers slid to the side and found the elastic edge of her panties. Curling under it, I pulled the material to the side, feeling her soft pubic hair brush against the back of my hand.
I held her mound against my palm, my middle finger resting along the cleft of her pussy. I could feel the wetness seeping from her, coating my finger, and I pressed gently into her.
Her hand gripped me harder, as my finger slid into her tight pussy. She was incredibly hot inside, and her inner walls seemed to grasp my finger, trying to pull it deeper.
Her fingers moved to the waistband of my boxers, and tugged them down, exposing the top half of my dick. She resumed stroking, and I now felt her warm skin on mine, adding to the pleasure.
We were interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into the lot. She quickly slid off my lap and sat beside me, and we watched a middle-aged couple exit the car and walk into the building.
I reached over and put my hand between her legs, sliding it up to return to her pussy. Her panties were still pushed to the side, and I slid my finger back into her.
Her hand returned to my cock, and we sat that way, touching each other, as we waited for the couple to leave.
I dragged my finger up between her slick folds, and found the nub of her clit, rubbing soft circles over it.
“Ahh,” she breathed, “That feels good, Jamie.”
I turned to her and watched the pleasure on her face, knowing she was seeing the same expression on mine.
We heard the sound of two car doors slamming, and turned to watch the car pull out and drive away. Alone again.
She turned to face me and reached down, pushing my pants lower. I raised my hips and helped her, and soon my cock sprang completely free. She wasted no time, and leaned down into my lap.
I leaned back to give her room, and she took the base of my cock in one hand and aimed it towards her mouth. I watched her lips slide over the knob, while feeling the incredible sensation of her mouth on me. Her lips ovalled around my shaft, working slowly downward, taking me deeper into her mouth.
I could feel her tongue flicking against the underside of my cock as she took me as deep as I could go, and then slowly slid back off. My cock shaft glistened lightly as her lips slurped around the bulbous head, sending jolts of pleasure down through my balls and up my spine.
She took me deep again, and then back off, beginning to bob her head slowly between my legs. Her face was a study of beautiful concentration as she sucked my cock, her eyes half-lidded with desire.
“Ohhh,” I groaned, “that feels incredible.”
Her hand moved down to cradle my balls, and she held them in her warm embrace, as she continued to pleasure my cock with her mouth.
I was getting close, so I pulled her up and kissed her hard, our tongues probing and exploring. Taking a quick look at the parking lot, I saw it was clear, so I pressed her back down on the bench, my body moving over hers as we maintained our kiss.
I shifted down, kissing over her shirt and across her bare tummy. Pulling up her dress, her pussy came into view, partially covered by her panties. I hooked my fingers in the waistband, and pulled them down and off. When her legs opened again, I leaned down and kissed her warm pussy.
She groaned loudly and twined her fingers in my hair, pressing me into her warm flesh. I flicked my tongue between her swollen labia, and licked up through her intimate grotto. Her musky taste coated my tongue, and I inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal. Her delicate pink folds glistened with her slick lubrication, and my tongue made soft wet sounds as I licked at her sensitive tissues.
Finding the bud of her clit, I teased my tongue over it, flicking lightly and quickly. Her muscles tightened in response, pressing her pussy hard against my mouth, gripping my hair tighter as her groans increased.
Bringing my fingers to her slick opening, I pressed two of them into her, feeling her tight clasping walls resisting my intrusion. She was tight, and my cock jerked slightly, as I imagined what it would feel like inside of her.
With my other hand, I spread her labia wide, exposing the smooth round bump of her clitoris. Sucking it softly between my lips, I used my tongue to flick rapidly over it.
Her breaths were coming at a rapid pace, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before she came.
But she groaned in frustration, and said “Car.”
I sat up, and yeah, there was a car pulling into the lot. Chloe sat up too, and we both turned our upper bodies towards the parking lot, but still sat facing each other. We watched the car intently.
A young woman got out and went into the building, while the male driver sat and waited for her.
“Your pussy tastes good,” I said.
“God, I was just about to come.”
“I could tell.” I turned my head and gave her a small grin.
“I loved what your tongue was doing to me.”
“We can pick up where we left off.”
“No.”
“No?”
She kept her eyes on the man in the car. “When they leave, I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
I grinned wide and my cock tightened an extra notch.
The woman seemed to take forever, but she eventually returned and got back into the car. The car backed up, then headed towards the exit.
Chloe moved quickly, scooting over to me and then straddling my lap. She lifted her hips, and her pussy hovered over the plum-like head of my cock. Taking me in one hand, she guided me to her entrance and lowered herself.
My cockhead nudged into her, and I felt the moist heat of her pussy begin to surround me. She pressed harder, and her tight, slick flesh enveloped me, gliding slowly down the length of my shaft.
I groaned loudly, the exquisite grip of her pussy sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. Our lips found each other again, and we kissed frantically as she allowed her full weight on me, lodging the entire length of my cock deep into her. Her tight entrance stretched around the thick root of my dick, and her swollen clitoris nestled against the solid base.
“Ohhh,” she groaned, corkscrewing her hips down on me, causing the swollen head of my cock to bump against the entrance to her womb.
Suddenly, a cell phone went off. The ring wasn’t familiar, so I knew it was hers. We both opened our eyes and looked at each other.
“You going to get that?” I asked with a grin.
She smiled back. “No fucking way.”
The phone continued to ring as she lifted her hips, drawing her pussy off of my rock-hard shaft. We both groaned loudly from the sensation.
Moving up until just the head of my cock was inside of her, she paused for a moment, teasing me with the slick entrance of her pussy, before dropping back down, taking me inside of her in one smooth plunge.
She began her rhythm, slowly bouncing up and down on my cock. Her pussy felt like a vise, squeezing me tightly, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body.
I slid one hand up under her shirt, finding the clasp of her bra and deftly undoing it. The garment loosened, and I moved my hand around to the front, cupping her warm full breast in my palm. I pinched her nipple hard, and she cried out loudly, increasing the rhythm of her pussy on my cock.
I pushed her shirt up, and leaned down to take the swollen nipple into my mouth. I teased it with my teeth, and then sucked it hard between my lips.
Her tempo increased again, and now she was slamming her hips down upon mine, skewering her cunt onto my jutting shaft.
She was breathing hard, crying out with each exhale, getting closer and closer to her climax. Her fingernails dug into the skin of my shoulders through my shirt, as she clung tightly to me while we fucked.
I felt the pleasure coiling inside of me, nearing that breaking point, driven closer to that edge of no return with each thrust of her body down upon mine. The cum seemed to be boiling in my balls, preparing for its imminent expulsion.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted, timing the words with each slap of her ass against my thighs. I felt her strength as her body moved on mine, driving both of our pleasures upward.
Suddenly, she cried out loudly, her back arching as she pressed her pussy hard down on me. Her head tilted back, and she grimaced in lust, baring her teeth as her climax overtook her.
Her pussy pulsed around my cock, spasming and throbbing, her inner muscles rippling over my blood-engorged shaft.
The sensation sent me over the edge, my muscles locking in ecstasy, holding her down on me as the first spurt of my cum jetted against the back of her cunt. Our bodies thrashed together, jerking and heaving in the throes of our mutual pleasure. My cock continued to fill her with my hot cream, spurt after spurt splashing against her intimate walls.
Our lips met again, and we groaned through the remainder of our orgasms, our bodies twitching and shuddering as the waves of pleasure ebbed. Finally, she collapsed down on me, limp as a ragdoll in my arms. I held her tenderly, nuzzling into her neck with my lips, softly caressing her skin.
Her pussy continued to twitch around my softening cock, and small tics of pleasure shimmered through our bodies.
Finally, she lifted her head and we kissed softly, then pulled back to look at each other. She smiled.
“That was amazing,” she said.
“Oh yeah,” I replied, “you were amazing.”
“I’m glad no one showed up at the end there, because I wasn’t going to stop.”
I chuckled. “I don’t even think I could have.”
Her phone rang again.
“Mind if I get that?” she asked.
“Not at all.”
She reached into her purse, pulled out her cell phone, and flipped it open
“Hello?”
I heard a voice on the other end, but couldn’t make out what they were saying, so I listened to one half of the conversation.
“Hi Aunt Marilyn.”
“Sorry I didn’t answer. We stopped to eat and I left my purse in the truck.”
I smiled at her little fib.
“No, we’re not doing anything.”
I moved my hand up and pinched her nipple softly, teasing her.
She smiled at me. “Yes, I’m sure. What’s wrong?”
“Aunt Marilyn, I’m not kissing him. We’re just riding together.”
I looked at her curiously.
“Why are you being like this? What is he, some kind of serial killer?”
I smiled.
“What?”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“Uh huh.”
“Uh huh.”
“She did what? When? Last week? Why didn’t she tell me?”
“Yeah, that would be a surprise. But what does that have to do with Jamie?”
I was definitely curious now.
“Uh huh.”
“Oh my god.”
“What? No, don’t be silly. I just met him. We’re not doing anything.”
“You’re just imagining things. There’s no chemistry between us, whatever that is.”
She emitted a small laugh. “Yeah, that would have been funny. Ok, thanks for the warning Aunt Marilyn. Talk to you soon.”
She clicked the phone closed and stared at me.
“What is it?” I asked.
She just continued to stare without answering.
“Chloe? What’s going on?”
“That was my aunt.” She spoke like she was in a daze.
“Yeah?”
“She told me what my mom’s surprise was.”
“Is she ok? Is there something wrong with her?”
“She’s fine. She just got married.”
“Married?”
“Yeah. Seems she’s been secretly dating this guy, and they went to Vegas last weekend, and decided to get married there. She was going to surprise me with the news when I got home.”
“That’s a good thing, right?”
“That’s not all.”
“There’s more?”
“Aunt Marilyn wrote down your information from your driver’s license.”
Now I was completely confused. “What’s that got to do with your mother?”
“She didn’t really pay attention when she wrote it down, but then she looked at it later.”
“So?”
“She recognized your last name, and made a phone call.”
I shook my head. “I’m still not getting it. I don’t have anything to hide.”
“I know what your dad’s surprise is.”
“Chloe, you’re not making any sense.”
“Your dad got married.”
I stared at her, unable to speak.
“Your dad married my mom.”
“What?”
“It’s true. Aunt Marilyn called to warn me not to do anything with you, because you’re my brother.”
I stared at her, unable to speak.
“Did you hear what I said?”
“You’re my sister?”
“Yeah. Stepsister, I guess.”
We stared at each other.
After a long moment, my face broke into a grin.
“Jamie, this isn’t funny.”
“On the contrary. I’m sitting here with my cock in my sister’s pussy. That’s fucking hilarious.”
“No it isn’t.”
“Come on, it’s a little funny, isn’t it?”
She stared at me. I stared back.
Finally, she began giggling.
“See? It is funny, isn’t it?”
She nodded, still giggling. Finally, she said, “Hello brother.”
I laughed. “Hello sister.”
“You know what the funniest part is?” she asked.
“No, what?”
“Your cock is getting hard again.”
We stared at each other, and then I kissed her, pushing her back onto the bench, settling between her legs, pressing my newly-hardened cock deep into her.
Her legs curled up around my hips, holding me tightly, and I began to make love to my sister.
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Jean-Luc Cheri’s other books:
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Daddy's Promotion – Melanie is an 18-year-old cheerleader who feels deprived. All of her friends have cars, while she has to ride the school bus. When her daddy tells her that she’ll get her car if he gets a promotion at work, she comes up with a simple plan to make it happen: Seduce her daddy’s boss. Can she go through with it, and will she get what she wants?
My Spying Stepdad – Erica has desired her sexy stepdad for a while, and she hoped a year away at college would cure her of the obsession. But during her first weekend back home with him, her lust is rekindled when she discovers a shocking secret he’s been keeping from her: hidden video cameras in their house.
Stepsister's Halloween Surprise – Chrissie is a cheerleader and one of the popular girls at school. Robbie is her new stepbrother, and the ultimate nerd. So it’s no surprise they’re always at each other’s throats. But when they don their Halloween costumes, and identities are hidden, who knows what exciting mischief they can get up to?
My Scheming Stepsister – Rob asks his stepsister Annie to hook him up with her best friend Teri. She’s happy to help him, and soon he’s spending erotic nights with the girl of his dreams. But he realizes that things may not be as they seem, and the girl he’s getting sweaty with in the dark may actually be his scheming stepsister.
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My Twin Stepsisters – Andrew has new identical twin stepsisters – Hailey and Hannah. Hailey is a wild child who keeps trying to seduce him, but it’s the bible-reading Hannah he desires. When his two stepsisters set their sights on him, he’s in for a major surprise.
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Playing Twister with My Sister – Ricky thinks his stepsister Kristen is sexy, but always felt guilty for having those kinds of thoughts. During an innocent game of Twister with her and her friends, he finds it difficult to hide his lust. But when she challenges him to a private rematch, he discovers he isn’t the only one with forbidden desires.
Loving My Stepbrother – Sarah has a secret lover, who she spends a day with in a hotel room three times a year. But Dylan isn’t just an ordinary guy. He’s her stepbrother, and they’ve been lovers a long time. Take a trip back in time with this amorous couple, and discover how they went from innocent childhood siblings to passionate lovers.
Surprising the Babysitter – Cody comes home early from college to surprise his parents, but he’s the one who’s surprised when he walks in on the babysitter having a private moment. Will the intimate encounter lead to something more between the couple?
Stranded with Stepdaddy – On their way back from a visit to her college, Amy and her stepfather develop car trouble, and have to spend the night together in a motel room. The intimate surroundings and a clumsy accident force them even closer together, and kindle forbidden desires that they’ve kept hidden from each other until now.
Swapping with My Stepsister – Ethan’s girlfriend Caitlin decides to give him a very special gift: a night of swapping partners with another couple. But when the other couple appears, Ethan realizes his night is going to be even more special, because the woman is his stepsister, who he’s been secretly lusting after since they were young.
Stepsister Model – Jamie has a college photography assignment due, but no nude model to pose for him. His older stepsister Amber tries to help, hooking him up with a friend. But when the plans fall through, he’s in jeopardy of missing the assignment. Will his sister step in and be his nude model for the day? And if she does, will it lead to more than just photographs?
Spying on My Stepbrother – Kim is the outcast of the family, excluded from the friendship between her older sister and stepbrother. But one afternoon, she accidentally gets trapped in her brother’s closet, where she witnesses her stepbrother Sean’s shocking secret. Afterwards, she does the unthinkable, crossing the line of forbidden pleasure that can’t be undone.
Aunt Angela – Andrew decides to join his stepmother’s twin sister for a hike through the woods. As they enjoy their walk through nature, they get to know each other, sharing private secrets. But when an accident happens, and they’re forced to spend the night in the forest, Andrew’s relationship with his Aunt Angela turns more intimate than either of them believed possible.
Discovering Stepbrother’s Secret – Lindsay has been spying on her older stepbrother Zack for a long time, and she thought she knew all of his secrets. But when he comes home from college, he has a new secret so startling, it causes her to accidentally reveal herself. Will her brother be angry, or will he allow her to share in his new secret?
Stepsister Babysitter – Jake has been lusting after his stepsister Shannon, despite the fact he’s married and has a baby. When Shannon agrees to babysit her niece, and Jake returns home unexpectedly, he discovers his her in bed with her boyfriend. Will this encounter force the step-siblings to confront forbidden desires that have been hidden for too long?
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Cheri’s Family Collection #1 – This is a collection of four erotic short stories previously published separately: Daddy’s Promotion, Stepsister’s Halloween Surprise, My Scheming Stepsister, and Sharing Stepbrother’s Bed.
Cheri’s Family Collection #2 – This is a collection of four erotic short stories previously published separately: My Stepsister, My Lover, Cheerleader Stepmom, Spanked by My Friend’s Daddy, and My Twin Stepsisters.
Cheri’s Family Collection #3 – This is a collection of four erotic short stories previously published separately: Loving My Stepbrother, Stranded with Stepdaddy, Playing Twister with My Stepsister, and Spanked by My Stepbrother.
Cheri’s Family Collection #4 – This is a collection of four erotic short stories previously published separately: Aunt Angela, Spying on My Stepbrother, Stepsister Model, and Swapping with My Stepsister.