Family Ties

Although… Christy does too. They’re sort of like you and Susan.”

“So Christy’s bisexual?” Mom said.

“What can I say?” I flashed her a grin. “I wanted a girl like dear ol’

She brandished her spatula. “Call me old again and I’ll swat you.”

“Perish the thought.”

“Toast some bread for your sandwich,” she said dryly. “Ham and cheese are in the fridge. Does Christy want one?”

“No. Thanks, though.” I cored and sliced the apples while she finished the eggs. She assembled a sandwich and set the plate on my tray. I gave her a peck on the cheek and then headed back to the room.

“Well,” I said, “you definitely like me being a nudist.”

Her eyes flashed with a smile.

“I like it with you. I don’t know if I’m ready for anyone else to see me, though.”

“You might have to get used to it pretty quick. We need to shower,

“I’d forgotten about that. Do you think we can sneak over? Are your parents and Erin awake yet?”

“Mom made me the egg sandwich.”

“And we need to leave for the funeral by nine fifteen. So…”

“Everyone will be getting ready at the same time.”

“More or less,” I said. “Do you want to skip it?”

Her eyes widened in exasperation. “I can’t.”

“Why not? Well, your hair’s a bit of a mess, but you can fix that.”

“Paul, what have we been doing all morning?”

“Fooling around,” I said with a grin.

“Ah, right. Covered in semen. But whose fault is that?” I teased.

“Yours! You shot it all over me.”

“You were the one jerking me off.”

She smiled guiltily. “I was having fun. So sue me.”

“I’d rather use you instead.”

“Oh? And what would you use me for?”

“All sorts of naughty things.”

“That involve your penis, I’m sure.”

“Hey, I take care of Miss Kitty too.”

“And I’ll take care of her again tonight, but for now…”

“We need to shower.”

“I like hearing you say that.”

“What? ‘We need to shower’?”

I nodded. “It’s a couples thing.”

“I know, but it’s also a thing we do nude.”

She rolled her eyes. “You and your body… always showing off.”

“I like looking at yours too. But I work hard to stay in shape, so I like to show off… especially for my girlfriend.”

“What? ‘Especially for my girlfriend’?”

“All of it.” Her blue eyes sparkled and she leaned forward for a kiss.

I pushed the tray aside and pulled her in to my lap. She squeaked in surprise when I tugged her shirttail out of the way and cupped her bare ass.

“Oh my gosh,” she gasped when her pussy pressed against my pubic bone.

My resurgent hard-on nestled in the crack of her ass. I moved it aside and thrust a finger into her from behind.

“We can’t,” she pleaded. “We have to… unh!” She clung to my neck and began grinding her pussy against me as I fingered her.

“Are you going to come for me?” I whispered in her ear.

“You’re a little sex kitten, aren’t you?”

She whimpered and nodded.

“You like spreading your legs for me, don’t you?”

“I like— spreading— my legs.” She gasped and shuddered. She was close. Her pussy had begun to contract around my finger, and she ground against me even harder.

“Come for me,” I whispered again.

She buried her face in the hollow of my neck and muffled a cry. Her body stiffened and then went rigid. Heat and moisture flooded her pussy, and her muscles contracted around my finger. I wiggled it inside her and felt her shudder with pleasure. She clung to me as the waves crashed over her and then slowly receded.

“You’re so naughty,” she said weakly. “Making me say those things.”

“Why? They’re true.”

“You like sex.” I kissed her hair and held her gently. “And you like spreading your legs.”

She relaxed in my arms as her breathing slowly returned to normal. Then she kissed my collarbone. She kept going and planted kisses up my neck until she reached my jaw. I offered my lips, and we made out for a couple of languorous minutes.

“You’re still so hard,” she said. “Do you want me to…?”

“You know,” she said vaguely.

I suppressed a fit of pique and told myself I was expecting too much, too soon. She still wanted to think of herself as a “good girl.” And good girls don’t make the first move. I didn’t want her to sense my disappointment, so I made the decision for her.

I eased her to the bed, and her pussy slid along the entire length of my cock. She gasped in surprise when her exposed clit raked the head. It sprang up between us. Her eyes shone with anticipation at the sight of my hard-on pointing up at her.

I unbuttoned the shirt and slid it off her shoulders to reveal her tight little body. She watched me intently, so I let my eyes linger.

“I love how you make me feel,” she said. “The way you look at me… It’s like I’m the most beautiful girl in the world.