Dramatis Personae

1. AE: Yours truly
2. Babs: My girlfriend
3. Em: My step sister
4. George: Em’s first cousin and all around fuck boy that I’ve fucked multiple times before much to Em’s chagrin

AMA <- Questions not related to this post may go here especially the "OMG WHAT HAPPENED!?" kind

Date: Sometime in December during a big family gathering at a cottage somewhere

Act 1: Intro

“Bitch … seriously … no!” Em yelled at me

“Bitch I will disown you” Em yells at me again

“No, you won’t” … as if … I’m adorable …

“We talked about this! You promised!”

“I had my fingers crossed”

“AE why are you like this? There must be a line! I HAVE TO BE THE LINE! You promised.”

“Bitch, have you seen George? I won’t start anything. But if he starts something … no promises … I have very little impulse control for dicks let alone big dicks”

“BITCH I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT!”

Fast forward to big family gathering. All of Em’s first cousins and some respective significant others are there. Yes. My significant other was there too.

“George, I will literally end you. Literally.” Em threatens him while violently twisting his ear in front of everyone telling those who didn’t already know what he did.

He gets the message but not really.

Some … okay all … of the other cousins are displeased with George “She’s like our sister George” “It doesn’t matter! We grew up with her!” “It’s still wrong! And it doesn’t do Em any favours!”

George is all why is he getting yelled at exclusively. He didn’t force himself on me. There is no good response. My adorableness saves me yet again.

Fast forward.

Act 2: Handjob in a Theatre

“Anyone down for a movie?”

Blah blah blah blah blah blah

A handful of us end up at the movies. It’s a shitty little theatre in cottage country. It doesn’t even have stairs. It’s just one long corridor with a shitty little screen. Might as well be a home theatre. It’s deserted.

George is getting handsy with me. True to my word I did not start anything. He is whispering things into my ear and groping me. “Just a blowjob come on I held out so long they won’t say anything to anyone”.

Babs gets upset and shoos us away.

We get up to go sit further back. I run back down to get my popcorn and coke.

No one says a thing but there are head shakes of disapproval as I scurry away.

I still wasn’t going to give in super easy though.

He wants to make out.

I am all uhhhh … no … not like it needs help getting hard … I tell him to take it out of his pants. He does so. Oooof. It is a nice dick. Ugh. No. STRONG AE! STRONG!

I take it in my hand and start to jerk him off. Up. Down. Up. Down. Slowly. I stop. Lick the palm of my hand very slowly for him to see. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up.

He is all “Aren’t you going to suck it?”

Hmmm. Tempting. It is a big fucking dick. But. No. STRONG AE! STRONG!

I scoff at him. He’s going to have to beg a whole lot more for me to go any further.

He grabs the back of my neck and tries to force me down. I resist.

We stare at each other.

I pretend he’s won. I go down. I stop again just above the tip. Spit on it. Blow air on it. Remove his hand from my neck then go back up.

I smirk at him. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.

He is all “You bitch”

“She told me not to do anything”

“What do you call this?”

“My hand is just accidentally rubbing up against your dick”. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Squeeze really hard and jerk him off faster. Stop. Need to relubricate. Bend down. He moans. Pffft. AS IF! Spit. Play with the head of his dick with my thumb. Back up. Down. Up. Down. Up. “Fucking hell why!?” “I’m not that easy” we whisper to each other.

His breathing is getting laboured at some point. But it’s taking too long. I need a break. My arm is hurting. I slow down and eat some popcorn with my free hand. I knew I went back for it for a reason.

His head is tilted back slightly. His eyes are closed.

“Are you imagining fucking me?” I whisper

“No” he whispers back

Well then. I stop what I’m doing and wipe my hand with a napkin.

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry yes, I was” he whispers begging me to continue

“Oh yeah? What?”

“Fucking your ass”

“Really?” I leaned in closer “You miss fucking my ass? Do you want to cum inside my ass?”

He tries to kiss me. I move out of the way. Nope. Nope. His dick is soft now. It’s leaking precum. Awww. Little buddy.

“Did you fall in love with me George?” The last time we met he followed me across like 3 … 4? … states on my cross continent road trip from LA to Toronto just so he could keep fucking me …

“No”

“Not even a little bit?”

“No”

“Liar, everyone falls in love with me” I say licking my palm again and rub his soft dick to restart my hand job. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.

“Imagine blasting my pretty little face with cum” I whisper

This time he doesn’t last too long. I remember he cums like a firehose and I’ve been torturing him for some time.

He tells me he’s ready to cum.

I take my soda cup and position his dick and the cup at an angle.

“What are you doing” he didn’t whisper, and he starts to unload

He moaned “oh fuck” he put his head down and hit the chair in front of him both hands grasping the chair.

“HEY! SHUT UP!!!!” our group yells at us

I got most of his cum into the coke … hmm … interesting … oh well … I drink from the straw … all of it … as he keeps staring at me … I keep staring at him … until the noise of me just sucking air starts to come from the … soda cup ? straw ? hmm never thought about it … anyway … I finished and went “hmmm … tasty”, winked at him and went back to watching the movie eating my popcorn.

Act 3: Conclusion

Fast forward back at the cottage that night. George is off somewhere. Who knows. A couple of us are smoking and drinking.

“How do you two make it work” one of Em’s cousins asks my girlfriend and I

“It’s just sex. It doesn’t mean anything,” Babs responds.

“Yeah, but it’s so intimate”

“With her, sure, but otherwise it’s more of a hobby … you can never have too many orgasms” I respond

“Plus, it’s not like we don’t have rules”

“Like what?”

“Like this. You can’t fuck George anymore. I don’t like him.”

WHAT THE FUCK!?! “WHAT? WHY?”

“Do I need a reason?”

“No but …”

“Okay then no more fucking him”

Well then. Hmph!

“See. Rules.”