May to December Ch. 02

Author’s Note:

All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older.

All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any similarities with persons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental.

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Kevin had taken Krystin home after they had gotten to know each other so much better, but had not seen or talked to her since. The weekend had come and gone, and it was Wednesday before he saw her at the store again. Neither had thought to exchange phone numbers. He felt extremely bad about it, but didn’t know if it was because he wanted to tell her he had a good time, or he liked the sex with her.

Kevin had been clocked in for a few hours when the red hair at the service desk caught his attention. Red hair always got his attention. Glancing up, he saw Krystin clocking in. She was wearing her normal baggy polo shirt, but the rest of her attire surprised him. Her shirt came to just below the tops of her hips, and the rest of her body was covered with a pair of black, skin tight leggings above a pair of high top black canvas All Stars.

From the side, her flat abdomen and round buttocks were apparent, smoothly flowing into muscular thighs. Kevin caught his breath when she turned to face toward him. She stopped, and didn’t move as his eyes slowly took in her exquisite curves, down her hips and to her thighs. He raised his eyes to her face. She was smiling. Her smile was directed exactly at him, and he smiled back. She walked nonchalantly toward the area between the end of the check outs and the front of the store.

As she got to the end of his counter, she pivoted and walked quickly behind Kevin’s counter and straight to Kevin, still with her wide, brilliant white smile on her lips. Barely coming to a stop, she kissed him, right on the lips, lingering for a second, then spun around and retreated back where she had come from.

Kevin hoped, without really hoping, but knowing they would, that nobody had seen, or would notice his bright red face. He felt the blush spread quickly, and knew there was no hiding it. He turned back to his register, and customer. The woman at his register, about the same age as Kevin, was staring, slack jawed, at him, and he could also see several employees at the service desk staring with much the same expressions.

“Here’s your change, ma’am. Thanks for shopping with us today,” he managed to say, in spite of his breathing difficulties. She just nodded and walked away. There wasn’t another customer behind her, yet.

“Kevin? What exactly was THAT?” Ashley, the front end manager’s voice broke the silence from behind him.

“Not really sure, at this point, Ashley,” he spoke with confidence, but quietly, hoping his tone would convey his own, real confusion.

“I don’t really care, and can’t really govern who dates who, away from work. You just need to make sure the kissing, and stuff, is kept to a bare minimum while the two of you are punched in.”

“That was fairly painless,” he thought silently as she turned and walked away. People were still staring from the service counter though.

Kevin glanced over his shoulder, still with no customer in front of him, and found Krystin at her bagging station. She smiled and winked at him, then returned to putting a customer’s purchases into plastic bags.

Kevin had just come back from a break, and was scheduled to clock out in two hours. He didn’t think it would be wise to talk to Krystin about what had just happened while they were both supposed to be working.

Krystin walked to the service desk a few times, and Kevin got a slight erection as he watched her butt moving inside her skin tight tights. She had a world-class ass, and he could see every curve from behind. She didn’t make any attempts to make eye contact, or smile.

Eventually, Krystin passed directly in front of his check out counter, and glanced over. She winked, then was on her way to the back. She was on break. Kevin glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was fifteen minutes before he was scheduled to go clock out. She would be off break exactly when he needed to clocked out.

Kevin clocked out as Krystin passed behind him, headed for the check outs. He noticed her because he felt a light pat on his butt, and looked to see who it was, but she didn’t look back at him.

Kevin checked the schedule after punching out. Krystin was scheduled for another hour that day, but the following day, they got off at the same time. He decided to wait until then to see if she wanted to talk.

As soon as he arrived home, Kevin changed clothes into something that wasn’t work clothes: blue jeans and an old tee shirt. He thought he should mow the yard, but didn’t feel like it. It was too hot, he was too tired, or could do it tomorrow, or the next day. Or next week. He just didn’t want to do it. He was thinking about that pat on his butt.

He sat down in front of the television to watch something on Hulu. Most days there was some new episode of something that he watched, but this was summer, Ankara escort so that prospect was always hit or miss.

An older movie he had not seen caught his attention, and it was almost at the end when his doorbell rang. Pausing the movie, he went to the front room, and looked through the gap between the curtains and window frame. There was a bike parked in the drive, and he recognized it as Krystin’s.

Krystin was practically squirming on my front stoop as he opened the door. Their eyes met and she squealed a little, waiting for the glass storm door to open and let her in.

“God, Kevin! I missed you so much and I didn’t get your number and didn’t give you mine and I missed you and wanted to see you so bad and didn’t want to just show up but I missed you and couldn’t wait anymore after seeing you today and…”

He had to shut her up, so he kissed her. That was all he could think to do, but that’s what he wanted to do anyway, even if she had been silent.

Krystin wrapped her arms around his neck and melted into his arms.

They stood just inside my front door, kissing with lots of tongue and hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Krystin started first, tugging the tee shirt over his head and started working on his zipper. Kevin pulled her shirt up and over her head, interrupting her progress on his zipper for only a second.

Part way down the hallway toward the bedroom, Krystin’s phone buzzed, on silent mode. Her shirt and one sock were off and her tights were wrapped around one of her ankles, the other ankle and leg completely bare. Kevin’s shirt and pants were on the floor just inside the front door. Krystin giggled, and stopped kissing him.

“I have a present for you. Get the door!”

Then, the door bell rang, and he looked at her with raised my eyebrows. She turned him by the shoulders and pushed him back toward the front door with both hands on his back.

“Krystin, we’re both almost naked,” Kevin reminded her.

“Doesn’t matter,” as she reached around him and pulled the front door open.

Standing there, with the storm door leaning against her back, was a girl. She had short, curly, brown hair, and she was wearing knee length black bike shorts and a tee shirt that said “Don’t Forget to be AWESOME” across the front. Behind her, on the street, was parked a fifteen year old Camaro. It had seen better days.

“Hi. You must be Kevin. I’m Carrie, Krystin’s sister,” she announced as she stepped inside, thrusting a driver’s license toward Kevin’s face. She was making eye contact with him, but quickly looked down and took a good look at the erection making a tent in his boxer shorts.

Kevin looked back at Krystin, and she was smiling her big beautiful smile.

“What’s this?” Kevin asked as he took the driver’s license from Carrie.

“She said you’d want to make sure I’m over eighteen, which I am. Look at it”

He looked. The same last name, same address, and… the same birth date, as Krystin.

“You two are twins?” He looked hard at Carrie. It wasn’t easy to believe. Carrie was at least six inches shorter than her sister, and almost everything else looked totally different.

“We’re not identical, but that doesn’t mean we’re not twins,” Krystin piped up.

“Before you ask, I am the older one,” came from Carrie.

Carrie was considerably more curvy than Krystin, and though she was looking rather nice, showed little signs of doing much physical exercise. She had nicely shaped legs, but they weren’t muscular like her sisters. She was also noticeably more endowed, sporting a fairly hefty set of breasts. They weren’t D cups, but considering Krystin had perfect B cups, Carrie’s C cups looked a lot bigger.

Carrie’s eyes were brown while Krystin’s were blue. Krystin had a wide mouth that was mostly flat when relaxed and Carrie’s mouth was more baby doll with a pouting lower lip under a down turned upper lip.

They each had the same freckles though, spreading from one cheek, across the same button nose to the other cheek. Kevin wondered if they had the same freckles on their chests.

“Why do I need to make sure you’re over eighteen again?” Kevin asked, half looking at Krystin, and half looking at Carrie.

“You didn’t mention it to him, Krystin?” Carrie asked her sister.

“I didn’t have time. We were too busy making out and getting naked.”

Kevin stood between them, Krystin, in her bra and panties still trying to hide behind him, and Carrie, still holding her driver’s license.

“OK, so mention what to me?” as he looked back and forth between the girls.

“Well, I was mad when Krystin said she found a guy and gave him her virginity. Then I was really mad when she said I didn’t know him, but I was furious when she said she had like a dozen orgasms while you two were doing it.”

“I don’t think it was…” Kevin started, but Carrie wasn’t finished.

“Of all our friends, Krystin and I were the only virgins left, but now I am, but none of the others had ever had an orgasm at the same time Ankara escort bayan they lost their virginity. Some of them still haven’t unless they did it themselves. I just figured, even if we split them, me and Krystin, then I could have my first male induced orgasm at the same time I lose my virginity too. I wouldn’t feel so bad about being the last one then.”

Carrie batted her eyes at Kevin, and smiled her best baby doll pouty smile.

Kevin looked at Krystin. She was smiling at him.

“You’re fine with that idea? Why?”

“Yeah, I’m fine with it. I’d be happy, she’d be really happy, and I have a feeling you’re gonna like it too. Won’t you?” Krystin plead her case.

“Why would you want me to take your sister’s virginity?” Kevin asked, confused a little.

“Baby, I don’t want you to get bored with me, so I figured I should start out bringing you presents. If you don’t want them, I can send them back, I guess.” Now it was Krystin with the pouty lower lip.

“Um…” Kevin started.

“We can be exclusive tomorrow. Today I want you to make Carrie happy. Please?”

“You want to be exclusive? You mean like boyfriend and girlfriend?” Kevin was stunned a little with this revelation.

“Duh. Don’t you?”

Krystin looked like she wasn’t happy that she had to ask that question.

“Krystin, yeah, of course. I’d love to be your boyfriend. I just didn’t really expect that you’d feel that way.”

Kevin knew he could always change his mind, or that she could, and probably would.

Krystin wrapped her arms around Kevin’s neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss.

“Ugh, get a room already. Unless you don’t mind if I get naked and join you, of course.

Krystin pulled her sister over to them, and broke her lip lock on Kevin just in time for Carrie to take over. Of course, Kevin had to lean down and Carrie had to raise up on her tip toes, but they were soon kissing as passionately as Krystin and Kevin had been seconds before.

As a group, they moved slowly down the hallway. Both Kevin and Krystin worked on getting Carrie’s clothes off of her, because she was so far behind, and by the time they reached the bedroom, they were all three naked.

Carrie pulled her sister’s brand new boyfriend down on the bed next to her, never letting her grip on his erect penis waver. Kevin and Krystin were kissing deeply, and he was massaging one tit on each girl. It didn’t take long for him to maneuver his way to Carrie’s pussy, and start working on her clit and pussy lips with his lips and tongue while Krystin’s head was bobbing on his hard cock.

Kevin had to stop Krystin a couple of time, to prevent erupting in her mouth. She seemed to be even better now than she had been the first time they were together. Kevin thought that it might have something to do with the fact that there were two, naked, wet pussies in the bed with him now too.

Carrie’s breathing was ragged and more of a pant as her sister started for the third time to draw Kevin’s hard, throbbing cock into the back of her mouth. Krystin’s skillful mouth pushed Kevin to play with Carrie’s clit and pussy faster, and thrust his tongue deeper insider her.

Without much warning, Carrie thrashed her arms, legs and head on the bed and long squeaks escaped from her mouth.

“I’m… cumming… Krystin… GAWD!” panted Carrie.

Krystin quickly pulled her hot mouth from Kevin’s cock and squeezed the base tightly with her fingers. She didn’t want him to cum yet. She wanted him fucking her sister when he cums.

Kevin left his face between Carries legs, slowly licking circles around her clit until her body stopped thrashing and her breathing became more regular. It took less than a minute for Carrie to come down from her orgasmic bliss, and Kevin crawled on top of her between her raised knees.

“Carrie, beautiful Carrie, do you want me now?” he asked, barely above a whisper.

“Yes. No. Wait. I’m scared,” Carrie whimpered.

“Carrie, it’s only gonna hurt for a second, then my Baby is going to make you feel so good. It’s going to be so worth it, I swear,” Krystin tried to reassure her sister.

Kevin noticed that the two sisters had not touched each other, and decided that was OK. That just meant more hands to play with him.

“OK, Kevin, take me. Be gentle,” Carrie whimpered again.

“Krystin, reach between your sister and me. Guide me inside her pussy,” Kevin gently instructed.

“I’ll… I’ll do it… Kevin,” Carried whispered between pants.

“Carrie, I want you to just hold on to me. You can squeeze, scratch, pinch, whatever you think will make you happy. Let your sister help.”

Krystin hesitated, but then quickly slid her hand between her sister and Kevin, and found his throbbing cock. It only took her a second to get the bulbous head of his erection pressed between her sister’s lips and against her virgin pussy entrance.

“Move my cock up and down between her pussy lips, so it gets nice and wet from her juices,” he continued Escort Ankara to instruct his girlfriend.

As soon as he could feel his head sliding freely between Carrie’s hot pussy lips, Kevin spoke again.

“Now aim me Krystin. Are you ready Carrie?”

“No! Yes, wait. Yes, Kevin, fuck me like you fucked my sister, please. I’m ready, and I want you.”

Kevin pushed forward softly and he felt his cock head squeeze into the tightest hole he remembered squeezing into. Carrie was even tighter than her sister.

Carried felt the pressure of him against her entrance, then the tip pushing in, and stretch her until the rim of his head was completely inside her. She felt like she was going to rip apart, but he stopped there. She was panting.

“Relax Carrie, we’re going to take our time,” Kevin reassured her softly, then pushed a little further inside her.

“Stop!” Carrie screamed.

“Never mind, I thought it was going to hurt if you moved again.”

Kevin could feel her finger tips digging into the skin of his back, but it was fine with him. He had given the beautiful creature permission to do what she needed to that would let her be more comfortable as he took her virginity.

He pushed a little bit more, and felt a resistance.

Carrie was panting hard now.

“Carrie, look at me,” Kevin instructed her.

She opened her eyes. He could see the fear in her eyes.

“Keep looking at me Carrie. I don’t want to hurt you, but my next move is going to hurt. It will only last a second or two, and I won’t move again until you say it’s OK.”

“Mmhmm,” Carrie bit her lip and nodded.

“Are you positive you want me to keep going, Carrie?”

“Yes. Don’t wait. Do it now, please, please please!” Carrie begged.

Kevin pressed his hips forward and felt the resistance give way inside Carries pussy.

“Stop, god stop!” Carried screamed.

“Wait…” she panted out, and continued to pant.

Kevin leaned his head forward and kissed Carried on the mouth, and he felt her fingertips dig into his back, while she kissed him hard.

“Kevin, go go go, fuck me, please fuck me!” Carrie plead again, still trying to kiss him.

His next thrust pushed his throbbing cock to the hilt inside Carrie, and her fists closed around a handful of the skin on Kevin’s back.

He began to thrust in and out of Carrie’s now deflowered pussy. He still was in awe of how tight she was, and worried he wouldn’t last long enough. He hoped she wouldn’t be disappointed.

Carries voice had turned from a whimper with each of his thrusts inside her pussy, to moans, then squeals, and soon was a high pitched squeak each time her pussy took him fully inside her. His fear of disappointment was soon relieved as her back arched and she was once again thrashing her body beneath him.

“Oh god oh god god gawd gawd GAWD.”

A final arch of her body brought her hips and butt off the bed, as Carrie lifted every part of her except her heals and her shoulders. Kevin was still on top of her, and was also lifted off the bed, then was slowly lowered as Carrie’s body relaxed beneath him.

“Carrie, baby, do you still want me to cum inside you?”

“Please,” she whispered.

Kevin began again to thrust inside the panting girl beneath him. There was no build up this time, he went straight into overdrive, thrusting in and out of the tight pussy he was fucking, his body working like a piston. His only goal now, since Carrie had her orgasm, the second one with him, was to fill her with his hot, sticky cum.

Soon, Kevin’s grunts were echoing through the house, accompanied by Carrie’s squeals with each thrust. Kevin made a final thrust with his hips, burying his cock as deep as he could inside the hot pussy of his girlfriend’s sister, and released a torrent of cum. As his cock spewed out a second spray of cum inside her, Carrie’s pussy muscles constricting around him and Carrie squealed again that she was cumming.

Kevin stayed inside Carrie’s tight pussy, even for a minute or two after she had regained her composure. As he started to feel his erection diminish, he slowly pulled out of her.

“Aww, I was starting to like that,” whined Carrie.

“Yeah, but I was ready for a little attention of my own. So go take a shower and watch TV or something Carrie. It’s my turn with my man,” Krystin ordered her sister.

“Watch a movie, or something long like that, this is gonna take a while,” Krystin called after Carrie as she left to find a shower and television set.

“That was so hot Kevin. Did you have a good time?”

“It was nice, but not as great as being inside you.”

“Yeah? What’s better about my pussy?”

“It’s attached to you.”

Kevin and Krystin started kissing. It didn’t take as long as Kevin thought it would for his penis to notice, and soon they were making love. There was no hurry as they explored and experienced each other’s bodies, and barely more than an hour had passed before they were satisfied for now, and cuddled together in bed.

Krystin could feel Kevin’s cum puddling underneath her butt, but she didn’t care. She felt happy, and loved, but a little sad that in a few minutes she was going to have to leave with her sister and go home to her empty bed.