It was’s as if we were really related. I was the only
person available to watch her. She was an in-law’s
in-law’s kid. Okay, not a kid, but not yet a woman either.
All of 15 going on 25 with the way the dressed and wore her
makeup like a model. Her grandmother was hospitalized
for the zillionth time, but this time she’d been visiting
relatives a few states away. Her dad had long since left
and her mother flew out to the hospital for a few days. Iwasn’t
asked to be there all the time since she was still in school
most of the day, just to pick her up after practice, make
dinner, that sort of thing. Her mom said she’d try to
call ever day that she was away. Greta, she kid, was a vegetarian,
so cooking was a challenge for me. How to make things interesting,
yet keep the prep simple at the same time. On the second night
while I was chopping carrots for the salad, Greta came into
the kitchen stuck her head into the fridge, grumbled a bit,
then wandered out with a jar of gerkins. I shouted after
her that supper would be ready in half an hour. To which she
replied that she hadn’t decided if she was taking her
shower before or after supper.
Things were quiet for about ten minutes or so, then I heard
her call my name. It was softly at first, then a bit more frantic.
When I got to her room and went inside I found her naked on
the bed with her fingers spreading herself apart giving
me an eyefull of her soaked pussy. She asked for help but
I still wasn’t sure what she meant. It seemed that the
girls at school had discussed using vegetables to get off.
Of course they meant a cucumber or carrot, but she said this
was my fault because I’d chopped all the good vegetables.
She figured she’d use the baby pickles. One after another
she stuffed them inside her, but while it felt good going
in, she couldn’t get them out. After a few minutes she
called me for help.
Okay I’m a little over twice her age but I still had a
Sraging hard on. She noticed the bulge in the front of my
pants and said she wasn’t trying to get me excited,
but of course she had. She made me swear not to tell a soul
what a foolish thing she’d done, before she’d
let me try to help her. After swearing I still had to figure
out how to get twelve gerkins out without hurting her. At
first I tried using my fingers. She just moaned and grinded
her hips saying that even though if felt wonderful I was
just pushing them further in. That’s when I went down
on her. I pressed my face against her, licking up and down
her clit trying to get her to orgasm and let the flow carry
the gerkins our. But she wrapped her legs around my head
and pushed my face even further into her. My tongue was sliding
in and out of her. Every once in a while I’d latch onto
an gerkin and suck it out. She’d laugh at the slurping
sound and grind into my face. trying to find a more comfortable
position I lay beside her and had her lay on her side. I was
so caught up in the moment that I barely even noticed as she
straddled my face figuring this would help the flow. In
the next few seconds, she had my belt undone, pants pushed
down and I felt her warm breath then hot mouth on my seven
inches. I’d only pulled out four and asked her if she
was sure of the number inside her. She said she’d gotten
the rest out before calling me but pushed these in further
while doing so. She’d been trying to find an innocent
excuse that would leave me no choice but to please her. Her
next sentence was cut off when I filled her mouth and throat
with a load of cum. She gulped hard a few times then sat up
on my face as she came for the fifth and final time of the evening.
Drained figuratively and well as physically she climbed
off me and grabbed her robe on her way to the shower. She even
thanked me as she left the room. Supper was quiet as she sat
across from me with her foot on my crotch. Over the next few
years I saw Greta on occasion when the extended family got
together for a wedding or funeral. She’d blossomed
into a glorious woman. The next time we got intimate would
be Christmas break her freshman year in college. She had
three horny roommates and that encounter makes this one
seem tame. But that’s another story. pmd03
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