Catching My Sisters Ch. 09

"Come in and say hi to Mom," Krystal says when we get to her house to drop off her car. "She was really happy to hear that we were back together."

"Okay," I say nervously. "Is your dad home?" I ask.

"No, he's at work still. I won't see him until graduation tomorrow," she says, taking my hand as we walk up to the front door and leads me inside. "Mom!" she calls as we enter the house.

"In the kitchen!" her mother calls back.

Krystal takes me through the house I've spent hours upon hours at over the past two years. For some reason, though, it feels foreign this time. Like it's the first time I've ever been here. The breakup we went through obviously has everything to do with it. I'm not sure exactly how welcome I'll be in this house after Krystal and I had broken up. I'm sure her father has some sort of resentment towards me for breaking his little girl's heart, regardless of how reasonable it might have been at the time.

"Andy!" Mrs. Kylie nearly shouts in excitement, setting down the large knife she's using to cut up a head of lettuce to rush around the large island in the center of the kitchen to hug me. "Oh my gosh, it's so good to see you!"

"It's good to see you, too, Mrs. Kylie," I hug her back.

Krystal definitely gets her looks from her mom, though she got her height from her dad. While Mrs. Kylie is easily about 5'10", Mr. Kylie is what some would call a "short king" at only about 5'5". However, Mrs. Kylie and Krystal share some very similar qualities. The same soft, brown eyes, radiant smile, full bust and round ass. Mrs. Kylie's features are just stretched out further than Krystal's.

"I was so sad when you two broke up, but I understood after Krystal told me everything," she says and I look at Krystal who nods at me with a solemn grin that tells me she really had told her mother everything. "I told her, though, that someone who is willing to defend who and what belongs to them is someone worth holding onto. I encouraged her to try and at least be friends with you again. And then last night when she said you two were going to give things a second chance, I almost cried!"

It's hard not to smile at her enthusiasm. Mrs. Kylie has always been very expressive in her emotions, wearing them right on her sleeve. Krystal can be like that when she wants to, but she also tends to be more reserved like her dad at the same time, hiding things until she's ready for them to be known. I guess you can say, she's selective about who she wears her heart on her sleeve for.

"I'm glad we're giving us a second chance, too," I say. "I really did miss Krystal. It's been a hard few weeks."

"Mom, I'm going to pack a bag for Jenny's house tonight," Krystal says. "I'll be right back."

"Okay, sweetheart," her mother replies. "Andy and I will catch up while you pack."

Krystal winks at me as she passes and even kisses me on the cheek before leaving the room. Mrs. Kylie sighs with an ecstatic smile on her face.

"I'm sorry if I hurt her at all," I tell Mrs. Kylie.

She shakes her head at me, dismissing what I said with a wave of her hand. "No, I understand why you did what you did. I'm just glad he didn't... take anything from her. At least, that's what she assures me, anyway," she tells me. "If Darren had walked in on me in that situation when we were your age, he would have done the same thing. But when we took her in to get checked out the next morning, they did find a strange substance in her system that they weren't familiar with. It was a trace amount, but enough for them to confirm her story that she wasn't in her right mind."

"My sisters, at the club they work in, heard about a new type of roofie that girls are being slipped that simply makes them compliant," I explain. "They serve drinks, so they learn about things to look out for to do their best to protect their customers."

Mrs. Kylie nods, though I can tell in her eyes she doesn't approve of my sisters' choice of employment. I'm kind of with her on that, despite the fun I did have at the club that night.

"It must have been that," I conclude.

Mrs. Kylie moves back to the island to resume chopping up the head of iceberg lettuce for a salad. "They did say it was similar to that date rape drug, but definitely modified and diluted," she says curtly. "I'm sorry, Andy, this isn't directed at you," she says, stopping her chopping again to look at me apologetically. "I'm really glad you showed up when you did and stopped that... boy."

"I did more than stop him," I mutter.

Mrs. Kylie smiles at me again. "And I'm proud of you for what you did, you have to know that. And so is Darren. And, please, call me by my name. It's Judy now, not Mrs. Kylie. You're practically a grown adult about to enter the real world."

I smile at her kindly. "I'll try, Mrs.... Judy," I correct myself and she grins at me sweetly.

"Are you giving her a ride to Jenny's house tonight, then?" Judy asks.

"I will take her wherever she needs to be," I promise her.

"You're not going to secretly take her to some hotel, are you?" she asks in a teasing way.

My jaw drops and I stammer until she laughs.

"I'm joking, Andy! I know you two are good kids," she says. "But I also know you're eighteen now and there really isn't a whole lot we can do to stop you now."

I'm not sure if she's giving me permission or not, but it almost sounds like she's at least saying we wouldn't be in trouble with them if we did do something.

"Did Krystal tell you that we ran into your parents and their friends on Catalina?" she changes the subject.

"She did!" I say, glad that the heat is taken off of me for the moment.

"We had such a good time," she says with an oddly satisfied sigh and a small smirk on her face. "They let us stay on their yacht so we were able to cancel our reservations for the weekend. They sure know how to entertain!"

I bet they do, I think to myself. "I'm glad you had a good time," I tell her.

"We all agreed, though, that you and Krystal needed to get back together," she continues. "But your mother seemed to think you might have been moving on. I mean, she didn't say so, but it was just a look on her face."

I shake my head. "No, I hadn't moved on. I was having fun hanging out with my sisters again, though," I tell her. "It was like we reconnected over the weekend, spending some good quality time together."

"That's really sweet," she says, hopefully clueless as to what really happened with Ali and Addie. "They really are sweet girls, despite what they do for work."

"They really only work the bar," I tell her, which is mostly true.

"Yeah, well, I've heard the rumors of what happens in that place," Judy continues. "Are you sure they're not involved in any of that?"

"I can assure you they're not," I tell her. Not anymore, anyway, I keep to myself.

"Good," she says and then moves the chopped-up lettuce into a big, glass bowl before beginning to skin carrots.

"Are you having a party?" I ask.

"Actually, your parents and their friends are coming over for dinner tonight," she says. "Don't worry, we'll all be at your graduation together tomorrow night," she winks at me.

"I wasn't worried," I chuckle.

"Okay, I'm ready to go!" Krystal announces, returning with a backpack on her shoulders. "Bye, Mom! I'll see you tomorrow sometime?" she kisses her mom on the cheek.

"Yes, we'll be here, just make sure you make your rehearsal on time," she points a warning finger at Krystal. "You too," she points at me next.

"Yes ma'am," I grin at her and then Krystal pulls me towards the door and back out to my car.

"You're good," she says.

"Huh?" I ask.

"She was drilling you but you answered perfectly without telling her everything," she says impressed.

"How long were you listening?" I ask her.

"Well, since it really only took me like sixty seconds to pack a change of clothes for tomorrow and throw my toiletries into the bag, I heard most of the conversation," she admits, blushing slightly.

"Okay, then, I'm curious about something," I tell her.

"What's that?" she asks, slipping her hand into mine and lacing our fingers together.

"She made a joke about me taking you to a hotel and then that threat about being at rehearsal on time..." I say and she blushes even more. "What does she know?"

Krystal's face has never been more red. "She knows what we're planning to do tonight," she admits and I about slam on the brakes. "Wait, wait, wait!" she pleads, gripping my hand tightly. "We have a way of telling each other things without actually saying it, that way she can tell dad what we literally said while knowing what it actually means. She was testing you for fun, mostly just to make you squirm, but you remained so confident, even though you didn't answer her. You really did just look caught off guard. But she knows I'm not going to Jenny's house."

"She does?" I ask.

"Why do you think she warned us BOTH to be on time for rehearsal tomorrow?" she asks.

"I think I might be too scared now," I say and she pulls me closer to her, hugging my arm as she kisses my cheek. Then, she blows in my ear, knowing that always got me going to make out with her. "Okay, I'm a little less scared now."

"Good," she says. "Dad won't know a thing," she assures me.

"He won't check your location on your phone?" I ask.

"I'll say I accidentally turned it off," she shrugs. "Sometimes apps fail."

I shake my head, unsure of how I feel about lying to her dad, but at the same time, I don't want him murdering me for fucking his daughter either.

"Relax, everything is going to be fine," she says. "We have the rest of our lives together, right?" she asks.

Shit, we're only eighteen and graduating high school, I think to myself again.

"It's been our plan since we started dating, right?" she asks further.

"You're right," I squeeze her hand, stopping myself from overthinking again. "I'm sorry," I continue. "I just pictured your dad ripping my head off of my shoulders like a Mortal Kombat character."

Krystal giggles. "Don't worry about Dad," she says. "Mom has him under control."

I sigh, hoping that's true.

"Besides, you heard that your parents and their friends are joining them for dinner tonight," she adds. "Do you really think he's going to be checking up on me when he's going to have three sexy ladies at his disposal?"

I scowl at her. "We literally just talked about that this morning, there's no way your mom confirmed that with you already," I call her out.

"Do you remember me texting her on the bus?" she asks me.

"Yeah," my forehead scrunches up. "You asked her about it then?!"

"You weren't looking at my texts?" she asks.

"No, why would I do that?" I ask her. "I trust you."

She stares at me like I'd just proposed. "Well," she clears her throat, "what we suspected was true. Your parents' friends are definitely swingers, it wasn't the first time your parents joined them for a weekend like that, and when they saw my parents, they seduced them as well. Partner swapping and orgies all weekend."

I shake my head in disbelief. "Wow," I say. "My parents instilled this whole idea of sex being sacred to marriage and they've secretly been swingers this whole time?"

"That doesn't mean they didn't wait until they were married," Krystal argues gently. "This has been within the confines of their marriage."

"Yeah, I guess that's true," I say, still flabbergasted over this new revelation about my parents.

"So, even if my dad does try to say something about us, my mom will remind him about the... changes... to their relationship," she says.

I sigh, deciding to let it go and just enjoy the rest of our day and night together. "Okay, I trust you," I tell her and then kiss the back of her hand.

Suddenly, Ali's name pops up on the screen on my dash to announce that she's calling.

"Hey Ali!" Krystal answers quickly after hitting the answer button on the screen.

"Hey Krys! Are you guys on your way?" she asks.

"Yep! Just had to pack a bag and check in with Mom for a minute," Krystal tells her.

"Gotcha! We'll start heading to Peete's now, by the time we get through the park and down the street, you should be getting there!" Ali says. "See ya!"

"BYE!" Krystal says happily and then ends the call. "I'm sorry, did you want to talk to her, too?"

I shrug. "No biggie," I say. "We're on our way to meet them anyway."

Krystal sighs contentedly and puts her head on my shoulder. We chat the whole way to meet my sisters, talking like used to. It's as if we'd never broken up in the first place. Twenty minutes later, Ali and Addie are climbing into the backseat of my Honda Accord and then we head for the Disneyland parking structure on the other side of the park.

"Cherry sent us a video confession," Addie says seriously, thirty seconds after they get in.

"She did?" both Krystal and I ask immediately.

"Yeah, she was riding him," Ali takes over, "and I think she slipped him the same thing he's been slipping other girls. She got him to confess how he's been able to hook up with them and how he regretted that he didn't get to finish the job with Krystal."

I grit my teeth in anger, gripping the steering wheel with my left hand as if it was around his pencil neck instead. Krystal squeezes my other hand gently.

"So, he didn't get to do anything?" Addie asks Krystal.

"He barely got the tip in before Andy walked in on us," she tells them basically what she'd told me. "How did she get ahold of the same drug?"

"He had it on him," Addie answers. "She found it as she was seducing him. She thinks he had it just in case things didn't go as planned."

"What do we do now?" I ask.

"Cherry's looking into it," Addie says. "She didn't take the video without his knowledge or consent, so it can be used against him. She seems to think that him being under the influence of it, proves how it works, too."

"Will she get into any kind of trouble?" Krystal asks. "For making an indecent video or something?"

Addie shrugs. "She doesn't seem to think so. He's eighteen and a consenting adult according to the law. He knew she was videotaping him, and he confessed to doing it in the past. She even got him to list all the names of the girls he's done it to," she explains.

"Wow," I say amazed. "I might let you two break our rule to thank her, just this one time."

Ali and Addie smile at each other. "We'll think about it," they say, which tells me they're going to take the hall pass and probably use it tonight while Krystal and I have our time together.

Half an hour later, we're finally back in the park, enjoying the remaining daylight until, finally, when the fireworks go off, I find myself with Krystal, my arms wrapped around her as we marvel at the spectacle of exploding light in the sky. She leans into me, breathing deep with her head against my chest.

"I love fireworks," she says.

"I know," I say and kiss the top of her head. "Me too."

"I love watching them with you," she adds, neither of us taking our eyes off of the colorful display.

"I love that, too," I agree with her with a satisfied sigh, feeling completely at peace with her in my arms. "I love you, Krystal."

"I love you, Andy," she says at the exact same time, making us both laugh softly together. "I think I'd like to go as soon as the fireworks are done."

I tear my eyes away from the lit-up sky and I look down at her. "Are you sure?" I ask her.

"Very sure," she says and even though I'm sure she whispered it, I could hear her clearly as if we were alone in the world, in our own protected bubble.

I lean my head down to kiss her and the kiss we share sends off our own fireworks in our minds. We miss the finale as she turns to face me, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck while I rest my hands on her hips.

"Let's go now and beat the crowd," she says, breaking our kiss.

"Yeah," I agree and as soon as we push our way through the crowd, Addie and Ali grab our hands from behind and stop us.

"You were just going to leave without saying goodbye?" Ali demands, holding my hand while Addie holds Krystal's.

"I was going to text you," I say sheepishly.

Ali grins and then pulls me in for a kiss. "Have fun and remember to check out by eleven," she says with a wink.

I grin. "We have to be at Valencia by eight anyway," I tell her and then we look over to see Addie and Krystal sharing a deep kiss still. "Okay, okay," I say, pulling on Krystal's hand. "Another night."

"Aww, she's such a good kisser," Addie complains until I kiss her instead while Krystal skips over to give Ali a goodnight kiss as well. "Okay, fine," she winks at me. "Tomorrow night?"

"Graduation party," I say.

"Duh," Addie grins devilishly.

"I'll be there as soon as I can leave mine," Krystal says after breaking her kiss with Ali.

"Sounds good," I say and then take Krystal's hand and pull her away from my sisters before they keep us there any long.

"BYE!" Krystal calls back again, waving to the girls. "Slow down!" she giggles. "We literally have all night."

"I know," I tell her, slowing down. "I just knew if we stayed any longer, it wouldn't be a private night for the two of us like we want. They would have kept us here even longer."

"Yeah, you're probably right," she says hugging my arm tighter. "I'm sorry, I just really enjoyed kissing them," she adds. "I never thought I'd say that."

I grin. "I enjoyed seeing it," I tell her.

"I bet you did, you perv," she teases.

We line up outside the park, waiting for a tram to take us back to the parking structure, huddling against the cool night air. Despite the warm June weather, it's always cold when you leave Disneyland. I swear, they air-condition the outside of the park at night!

An hour later, we're finally returning to the hotel, both of us with our hearts racing after impatiently waiting through the traffic leaving the Disneyland grounds. We stop and face each other at the locked door, searching each other's eyes for any type of hesitation.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" I ask her one last time.

Krystal smiles at me. "I'm nervous, but not the kind that makes me doubt," she tells me. "I'm excitedly nervous."

My smile grows wide and then I kiss her deeply. "I am too," I admit to her.

I take out the key card and unlock the door. Then, I pick her up and carry her over the threshold, her backpack swinging off of her arm as she giggles excitedly. She drops the bag as she pulls herself up, using my neck for leverage, and kisses me once again. Then, I freeze just before I set her down on the bed.

"What is it?" she asks and then looks at the perfectly made bed. "Oh wow," she gasps at the rose pedals spread over the top of the bedspread with a card in a pink envelope in the middle of the bed.

She gracefully slides out of my arms and leans across the bed, exposing her amazing ass to me. I can't help but step up behind her and hold onto her slightly widened hips. She giggles softly as she leans back against me, her perfect ass just below my stiffening cock. Then, she opens the envelope and takes out the simple card full of decorative, gold and pink hearts with a handwritten message inside.

"Enjoy your night, you two," Krystal reads out loud. "We're so glad you're a part of our relationship now, Krystal. We love you and can't wait to explore what our foursome will look like. Treat Andy as well as he treats you. Believe me, he'll treat you REALLY well," Krystal giggles. "Was that from Ali or Addie?" she asks me.

"Looks like Addie's writing, but I'm sure they both came up with it together," I tell her.

She sets the card on the nightstand next to the bed and then faces me, still in her tiny shorts and tank top.

"Are you going to treat me well tonight?" she asks sweetly, a flirty smile on her face.

"As many times as we can," I tell her and her jaw drops before she giggles.

"They really awakened something in you, didn't they?" she asks happily, slithering her arms around my neck again.

"You could say that," I tell her as I lean in to kiss her again.

Our tongues meet, probing each other's mouths as we hold each other close, slowly beginning to grind our bodies together. I reach down her back and take hold of her big, bubbly ass and lift her up. Her legs wrap around my waist and then I crawl onto the bed and lay on top of her as soon as I get us to the middle, gently laying her head on the pillows below.

"You are so beautiful," I tell her and her cheeks flush pink.

"Come here, stud," she grins, pulling me back down on top of her.

Her heels hook around the backs of my thighs, pulling my stiff crotch against hers. I can feel the heat radiating off of her pussy, and I can only assume how wet she is now. How ready she must be to receive my throbbing cock into her love tunnel. I begin to trail kisses down her cheek to her chin, then I move down to her neck, making her giggle and gasp simultaneously as she's both tickled and turned on at the same time. I pull my left hand from behind her back and daringly slide it up her tight, blue tank top to find her naked breast. I'd noticed earlier in the day, when we'd returned to the park, that she'd left her bra behind at home. I smile into my kiss as I slowly begin to massage her right breast, lightly pinching and pulling on her medium sized nipple.

Without saying a word, Krystal pulls on the bottom of her top, sits up slightly and removes her top, revealing her perfectly tanned body and very full breasts to me for the first time. I hold myself up to marvel at them. They're even better than I'd imagined in my own private jerkoff sessions over the past two years.

"Wow," I whisper in awe.

"You like them?" she asks and I nod stupidly. "Are you going to just stare at them or do something with them?"

Her giggle after is cute and sweet, adding to her sexiness. I answer her by placing my face between them both and squeezing them against my head, muffling my ears with her soft, mounds of sexy flesh. After long moment, I kiss her chest and then make my way up each breast, kissing and licking every inch until I reach a nipple, taking it into my mouth and sucking on it like a baby. She gasps enticingly, stirring my cock even more at the erotic sound. While I suck and nibble on one, I massage the other with my free hand. She grinds her covered pussy against my belly as I'd slid down to minister to her tits. I can feel the moisture and heat emanating from her holy of holies. I couldn't wait to get my tongue down there. My fingers have already enjoyed feeling her sex, and she'd tasted so good off my fingers, I couldn't wait to get the full taste at the source.

Eventually, I work my way down her smooth, tight stomach, flicking at her bellybutton, mostly to make her giggle since I know it to be a tickle-spot for her. Once again, she both giggles and gasps as I give attention to her bellybutton. I slowly unbutton her tiny, denim cutoff shorts, lowering the small zipper to make them easier to pull off of her shapely hips. She lifts her abdomen to help me peel them off of her. I toss them aside once they're off and marvel at her smooth pussy.

"You shaved?" I ask her.

Krystal nods. "Last night before bed," she says. "That's why I was so sensitive this afternoon on The Haunted Mansion."

I crawl up and kiss her deeply again. "You... are so perfect," I tell her. "And not because you shaved your pussy, you can do what you want with her."

Krystal giggles. "I know what you meant," she tells me and then gently guides me back down to her glistening pussy.

I was right about how wet she is. She looks ready to fuck; no lube needed with how much she's dripping. But I want to do this right and to take our time. I lower myself back down between her legs, kissing up each of her thighs from the knees up. I tease around her lips, blowing like I did to my sisters that first time. She squirms slightly, but does her best to remain patient until I finally begin to lick at her soft, pink pussy lips, searching for that little clit I'd rubbed on earlier today. She's not very elusive as she begins to poke out of her little hood. I gently place a finger inside of her pussy, careful not to push in too deep, while I flick and suck at her cute, little clit.

"Ooh," she softly moans as I minister to her orally. Her fingers begin to run through my hair as I apply everything I'd learned over the past few days with my sisters. As she tries to hold herself back from grinding too hard into my face, her moans grow louder as she shows just how vocal she is. From surprised gasps at how it feels to long, drawn out (nearly guttural) growling moans. All of it spurs me on to continue what I'm doing to bring about her first climax of the night. I switch back and forth from licking her clit to rubbing it with my thumb while I lap at her juicy, wet pussy lips. Each time I change brings a different sound out of her. Then, as her orgasm builds, I have to hold her hips down by wrapping my arms around her shapely thighs, pulling her hips down onto the mattress while I eat her out thoroughly, still careful not to break that hymen. I want to use my other tool for that.

"Fuck!" she screams, digging her fingers into the back of my head as she comes closer and closer to her climax. "God, yes! Right there, Andy!" she praises me. "Oh, fuck, you.... uuuunnnnnngggggg!... know.... fuck... what you're doing!"

I begin to hum as I take her clit between my lips again, rubbing my chin against her pussy lips as I work my mouth open and closed, flicking the little nub with my tongue. Her screams grow louder as she continues to build and build to a major climax even bigger than what she'd experienced at Disneyland this afternoon. Then, she suddenly goes silent, her back arching as much as I'll allow as she shoves her pussy against my face as hard as she can. She's holding her breath and her mouth is open wide in shock as I look up at her, able to see her face between the valley of her very full tits. Her eyes are squinted shut as if in pain and her entire body is tensed up completely until all of her strength leaves her and fluids gush from her pussy. I lap them up as quickly as I can, wanting to leave some as lubricant for my cock to enter her.

"Come here," she gasps, pulling me up by my head. "Come here," she pleads, almost crying. "Kiss me," she demands and I comply.

We kiss deeply and passionately as she tastes her juices off of my lips and tongue. Then, she pulls something only my sisters would do, and begins to lick my chin and around my lips to clean her off of me, groaning and moaning as she revels in the taste of her own juices.

"Holy shit, Andy," she says, finally lying back down again, breathing deeply. "You are so good at that!"

"You can thank Ali and Addie for giving me practice," I tell her.

"I fucking will!" she giggles and then she looks down at my stiff cock with serious eyes. "It's your turn, Andy," she says and then starts to crawl towards my cock.

I lay back, my rod pointing proudly up in the air and I watch as she lowers her beautiful face down onto me, her eyes hardly leaving mine as she begins to suck me off. I'm starting to think that Ali gave her some tips earlier today of what to do, because she seems to know what she's doing already, even though I'm sure mine is the first dick she's sucked. Granted, she did a really good job on the steam engine train at the park today. But as she takes her time, licking up my shaft and taking the head of my cock into her mouth like a giant popsicle, even using her hands to jerk me off as well, I'm amazed at what a quick learner she is. I guess that's something we both have in common. Or is this simply human instinct telling us what to do? Either way, her mouth feels amazing on my cock, but I'm not fully interested in a blowjob tonight.

"Krystal," I say after a couple minutes, barely able to choke out the words.

"Yes?" she asks, slowly jerking me with her small hand, resting her chin on my thigh to listen to me.

"You are so good at that," I tell her.

"But?" she asks, her eyebrows knitting together.

"I want you," I tell her.

She smiles. "I want you, too," she says and then bobs her head up and down a few more times on my cock, leaving a thick coating of her saliva behind before crawling up to lie next to me on the bed. "How do you want me?" she asks.

I kiss her and then roll on top of her. I want our first time to be simple and able to truly connect. I want to look into her eyes as she gives me her precious gift of virginity. I want her to know how much I love her and how much I cherish her. I only wish I was still a virgin so we could experience this feeling for the first time together.

"Hey," she says, caressing my face with the back of her hand as if she knows what's going through my head. "It's okay," she tells me. "I know I'm not your first, but I'm still glad that you'll be mine. I've never loved another boy the way I love you. I love you so much that, if you decided to wait until we got married to do this, I would wait."

I smile at her gratefully and then kiss her deeply. "I don't deserve you," I tell her.

"Yes, you do," she says and then pulls me closer into her.

My cock presses at the entrance of her pussy, both of us still lubed up well from her natural juices and saliva. I can feel the heat radiating off of her as my rod waits for the full invitation to slide inside.

Krystal breaks our kiss. "Go ahead," she says. "I'm ready."

I nod and then press forward. Her breath catches in her chest and she winces, so I stop and wait for her to give me the green light again.

"Okay," she says half-pained. "It feels so much bigger down there than it did in my mouth," she giggles nervously. "Okay, a little more."

I press forward, feeling her tight pussy stretch around me until I feel the thin barrier that protects her virginity. She nods once more and I press through. She gasps and pulls my torso down on top of hers, letting out a small whimper.

"Are you okay?" I ask her, whispering in her ear.

"Yeah, just give me a moment," she requests.

"We have all the time in the world," I tell her.

"Well, until eight o'clock anyway," she giggles, the pain in her face now gone. "Okay, ease in a little further."

I actually do the opposite and pull back first. She gasps lightly and then I press forward again, sliding another inch deeper than I'd been before and her voice is a mixture of pleasure with just a little discomfort. I pull back again and slowly work my way deeper and deeper, one small and gentle thrust at a time until she latches her mouth onto mine. I hold myself still, deep inside her with still another inch or so to go.

"Fuck, that feels good," she says breathlessly.

I ease back again and then slide in the rest of the way slowly until our pelvises are fully connected.

'Holy shit," she gasps. "Just hold it there," she requests. "You're all the way in, aren't you?"

I nod slowly, looking down into her soft, milk-chocolate eyes. "You feel amazing," I tell her.

"You didn't bring a condom, did you?" she asks and my eyes grow wide. "It's okay," she giggles. "We'll just be careful."

Famous last words, right?

"And if we're not?" I ask.

"We'll face it together," she says, stroking my hair the way I love when she's assuring me that everything is okay, just like she has the past two years of our relationship.

With that, I lock my mouth onto hers and slowly begin to make love to her, sliding in and out of her freshly deflowered pussy. Her hands roam up and down my back as I slowly thrust into her, kissing her passionately or tracing kisses down to her neck and even nibbling on her earlobe at times. She responds to everything I do with sweet moans and gasps. After a few, long minutes of missionary, she begins to twist, telling me with body language, to roll us over onto my back. I happily comply with her non-verbal request and marvel at her beautiful body as she straddles me, my cock still buried deep inside her.

"You are perfect," I tell her, sliding my hands up and down her curvy body. "I love everything about you."

"And I love you, Andy," she says and then holds my hands to her juicy tits as she slowly begins to rise up and down on my cock. "Fuck, I like this," she says.

"The control?" I tease.

"Maybe," she grins mischievously.

I massage her perfect tits that I can barely contain in each hand as she slowly rides my throbbing cock. I watch her stomach muscles, still taught and defined from our recent track season, as she moves up and down. Her strong and toned thighs flexing slightly as she builds up speed. I recognize the look on her face as another orgasm begins to build.

"Holy shit," she says. "I think she likes this position, too!" she says referring to her pussy. "It's going to make me cum again!"

"Good," I say, now holding her hips, enamored at the sight of her tits bouncing as she rides my cock.

She leans back, placing her hands on my shins and lets out a high-pitched yelping-type scream. I'm hitting another part of her pussy she hadn't been expecting and it's driving her wild. It's driving my cock just as wild as I'm already beginning to feel the start of my own release. I sit up and pull her into me. Her legs wrap around my waist and I bury my face between her tits. She wraps her arms around the back of my head, squeezing her tits against the sides of my face, sandwiching me between them. Our fucking has stopped, but I'm in heaven still with my dick in her pussy and my face wrapped up in her tits. I pull my head back to look up at her and then she settles down, taking my full length back into her again and we begin to kiss again.

Laying back, I pull her on top of me and then roll her back onto her back, keeping my spear impaled in her pussy. I increase the strength of my thrusts into her and she begins to whimper as her orgasm begins to resume it's climbing to climax along with my own. Her legs clamp down around mine and when I try to pull out, feeling like I might lose control at any moment, she doesn't let me up.

"Please, don't pull out," she begs. "I'm almost there!"

"So am I," I warn her.

"Don't pull out," she pleads again and then to stop me from arguing, she plants her mouth onto mine beginning to move her own hips against mine to meet my thrusts. "Harder," she begs. "Faster, Andy, get us there."

How could I deny this love of my life? I don't. I give her exactly what she wants. What we both want. I double my efforts, knowing I'm about to risk our entire future by cumming inside her, but we both want it, consequences be damned! I plant my face into the pillow, my head next to hers as all four of her limbs clamp down around me as I begin to slam into her pussy relentlessly. She cries in ecstatic pleasure though her voice sounds pained at the same time. She sounds like she's crying, but she holds on tighter as she uses her strong thighs and stomach muscles to slam her cunt into my cock as baby batter prepares to blast from my cannon.

"Fuck me, Andy! Fuck me!" she pleads over and over. "Cum inside me, Andy. I want to feel everything!"

That last request pushes me over the edge and I send powerful blasts of hot, sticky cum deep into her womb. There's so much that I release, I begin to wonder if it'll ever stop.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit," Krystal cries. "Fuck! There's so much!"

"I guess I didn't get to cum enough today," I grin at her and then my grin fades as I swallow, trying to fight off regret for cumming inside her our first time together.

"Hey," she says, holding my face in her hands and then kissing me. "We waited until we were ready. I'm ready for whatever comes of this," she tells me. "Besides, you couldn't have pulled out if you wanted to. I had a death grip on your legs," she giggles.

I smile at her. "That's why you were such a great sprinter," I tell her. "Is your dad going to kill me if you end up pregnant?"

She shakes her head. "No," she tells me. "In fact, my parents don't know this, but I overheard them talking one night, long before our breakup, about us. Mom asked Dad what he would do if we came to him one day and announced we were pregnant, and we were still in school and all this. What he said was, 'If it's with Andy, I'd be a little disappointed with him, but I do trust him to do the right thing. That kid is smart and loves our daughter almost as much as I do.'," she tells me.

"He said that?" I ask, feeling my cock begin to soften inside of her as we have our serious talk.

"Yes," she says firmly. "He was so mad when he heard what happened at Prom and took your side immediately. He almost ordered me to beg for you to take me back. Shit, one of the times I tried calling you, he was glaring down at me, forcing me to make the call."

I stare at her wide-eyed. "I had no idea he liked me that much," I tell her.

"He also always said he couldn't let you know how much he liked you," she grins at me. "He said you always needed to have a healthy fear of him."

"Well, it worked," I say and then kiss her. "I'm so glad we're back together, Krystal. I really missed you, so much."

"I missed you, too," she says, sighing deeply, cuddling into my arms and closing her eyes. "I set an early alarm so we can do it one more time before we go to the rehearsal."

I grin and then kiss the top of her head, feeling us both drift off to sleep in glorious bliss.