That Friday started out like most others. I rode my bike to my friend Myra’s house. It was about an hour since school had ended but I didn’t have to attend. As one of the 10th grade Gifted Group members, I often stayed at home striving to learn more about things. That day however, I would unknowingly learn more than I ever had before.
I gave a knock on the Jackson home side door. After a few seconds, Audrey Jackson, Myra’s mom came to the door.
The first thing I noticed were the protruding perky 36d breasts almost spilling out of her shirt. Though having noticed many times before, I had recently been finding it harder to resist them. They were so firm and yet so soft. They jiggled just barely when she walked. And her butt… oh her butt! Like two plump hams. I wasn’t exactly sure why I thought of them. I just did. Constantly.
“Hello Kyle” Audrey said happily, “How is your mother?” I stared for a few more seconds before saying “Oh… she’s fine. At home right now.” I had to tear my eyes from those breasts and maintain eye contact. She nodded and bit her bottom lip a little as her eyes seemed to travel down toward my leg for some reason.
She seemed to break out of some trance and clapped her hands and exclaimed “Oh! I’ll be late for work.” She grabbed her purse and kissed my forehead as she began to leave. As she walked faster, I thought her breasts would jump from her straining bra. She gave me another one of those funny looks and left after a swift goodbye. I watched her butt jiggle as she went out the door.
Myra then walked in. “Hey Kyle!” she said happily. We headed to her room to play video games. Myra looked almost exactly like her mom with auburn hair and light freckles. She was my best friend who was a girl but constantly played football with me and my friends. She was also very attractive but of course I never told her.
Her brother Ryan’s room was at the end of the hallway and like we almost always did, we heard weird moans though we never could figure out what was wrong with him. Since he always seemed so irritable, we just left him alone. After 4 different games, we heard Ryan leave without a single glance. “What do we do now?” I asked to which Myra thought for a second and suggested we watch Youtube.
She went and got Ryan’s laptop and opened the browser. I went to the bathroom but when I came back, she seemed entranced by something on the screen. When I went over, the screen showed a woman with gigantic breasts apparently rubbing another man’s dick. They were nowhere near as appetizing as Ms. Audrey’s but enticing nonetheless.
I vaguely remembered my oldest brother Shane talking to one of his many girlfriends of something called ‘porn’ which seemed to be what this was. I sat and watched with Myra. The man groaned as the woman spit on his dick and rubbed faster. this I had seen one girl do to Shane when I accidently walked in and he ordered me from the room.
I soon noticed my own dick seemed to be getting large, which had happened also when talking to Ms. Audrey. On screen, the woman had placed the dick of the man into her mouth and was moving her head up and down. I suddenly felt an odd sensation on my dick. Myra had placed her hand down the waistband of my shorts and had started rubbing my dick like the woman on the screen. Not knowing what else to do, I did the same to her. It felt moist and I stuck my fingers in.
Myra suddenly jerked and her head hit the wall behind her. I was worried I had hurt her and pulled back my hand. However, she grabbed in and guided it back and she moaned loudly. She pulled off her shirt. Her boobs were similar to her mother’s, not as big but just a intriguing. As she kept jerking me off, I started sucking. Soon the room was full of moans.
After my shorts were all the way off, she started sucking my dick. She moved her tongue over the tip and I couldn’t help but moan as I felt pressure build in my balls. She couldn’t get very far but it felt amazing. In the distance I seemed to hear a car door close but I paid no mind to it. She pulled from it with long strands of saliva coating it.
By now, the woman was screaming as the man slammed his dick into her vagina. It seemed to hurt her but she kept begging for more. I pushed Myra back and pulled down her pants and underwear. I saw that her area there seemed very wet. I pushed in and we both groaned. The feeling was incomparable. I kept pushing as my legs went weak and I supported myself on my hands.
I pushed harder to which Myra gripped hard on the edge of the creaking bed. I remembered from health class it was called an orgasm. After a few minutes, her vagina tightened around my dick and I felt the pressure in it build and I screamed more from pleasure than pain. I forced my way through. At one point, she wrapped her legs around my waist. “Yes! Yes Kyle!” she yelled repeatedly.
I kept hammering inside her and was hypnotized by the fast rythmic slap of my balls against her vagina. Myra then gently pushed me onto my back. Imitating the woman and sat on my throbbing dick. The wet softness of her insides felt so warm and inviting. I pull her down all the more and she screamed more and more.
“YES!” she screamed loudly. We both kept screaming as she leaned back until she finally just kept riding with her mouth open but no sound coming out. Finally, she learned back forward and kissed me and we forced against each other harder each time. Myra wailed under the incessant pounding and began to cum. “Kyle…” she said sounding almost out of breath “…it…feels… so g-good!”
I wanted to agree but I was barely in that dimension anymore. She bounced up and down and I yelled out as a sharp sensation traveled through me. My world then exploded in what felt like a large blast of energy. My dick shot load after load into her. She then started shaking a little until she fell back resting on her palms, breathing heavily. I watched her chest rise and fall as my dick throbbed inside her. We made eye contact and we were feeling the same thing. Absolute happiness.
Myra kept sliding up and down with my dick coated with liquids. As the video ended, Myra fell over and kissed me. It was long and sweet. She gripped my softening dick and stroked it fast and I stuck my fingers in her. We groaned into each other’s mouth as the sensations died down. We kept kissing until we heard someone clear their throat.
“Well, what do we have here?” Mrs. Jackson asked.