Quarrelling with Kaylee

IX

I think I dreamt that I was floating or something. My legs felt exceedingly heavy, and it was upsetting me, because I felt really confined. Finally my legs broke free and I felt good… Like, really good. I remember getting more and more excited, and then my eyes fluttered open. Awake.

It was dreamlike even though I was no longer asleep. First, I forgot that I had dozed off on the couch, so my bearings were confused. Then I realized I was hard as a pole, but I felt like a million bucks. I was puzzled because something was tickling my thighs… Then it all hit me. My body tensed up and my eyes shot wide. Kaylee's hair draped down across my pelvis, her mouth wrapped around the tip of my cock, and one of her hands tenderly gripping the shaft.

Oh my god! Impulsively, I tried to back away from her. It was no use. All I managed to do was scoot a couple inches backward, pushing my neck against the arm of the couch. I realized my legs were confined in a tangle of my pajamas and boxers, which had somehow been pulled down and bunched around my ankles. Kaylee raised her head up and smiled victoriously at me.

"Jesus!" I cried out.

"Mmm- you're awake!" she purred. With a brief lick along her teeth, she eagerly squeezed my dick and drew me back into her mouth.

I gasped in excruciating shock and pleasure. She was still in her bikini, kneeling on the floor and leaning over to suck me. This girl is insane! As thrown as I was, I couldn't help but feel my arousal surge at the utter hotness of the sight. I had never been woken up by something so sexy in my life. My body jerked as she quickly flicked her tongue under the head.

"Uhnn… Q-quit it!" I stammered.

She pulled her head up again and looked at me wide-eyed. "I thought this is what you asked for?" she said in a little girl's voice. Her eyes continued to look up at me innocently as she bobbed her head down and licked up the length of my erection. My cock visibly pulsed with each heartbeat.

"N-n-no!"

"But you said…" her words were broken up by long, hot licks, "…last night… that this… is what… you wanted…" She punctuated the sentence by wrapping her lips around me again and taking in more than she had before. My mouth dropped open and a groan caught in my throat. Oh fuck that's good…

"Ah… I- I… Gah… You s-said that! N-not- ah… me!" I could barely speak from wanting to cry out in pleasure.

She stopped sucking me again and tightened her fist around it, gently twisting her hand. "Oh… Well, you didn't- um, say you didn't want it…"

I gawked back at her desperately, my hips involuntarily rocking to her movements. I felt pinned; she was pushing against me, completely dominating my most vulnerable area. There was no receding away; the back of the couch blocked me. I couldn't even move my feet comfortably without feeling snarled by my own clothes. And every time I moved, Kaylee deftly stroked, jerked, or licked me into scared ecstasy.

"I- I… I don't- ohhh… don't w-want it…"

She brought her hand down to my balls and gave me a tickling squeeze. "Hmm… You don't have to pretend…"

She slowly rose her body up from her knees, moving her hand back to my hard-on and holding me in place. I stared helplessly at her bikini-clad body, too stupefied to say anything back to her. Her eyes stayed locked onto mine, "I was at the pool… There was a boy…"

My body trembled as she brought one leg over my body and rested her knee between me and the back of the couch.

"I laid down on one of the chairs, on my back… He was in the water, but I saw that he kept staring at me. I, um, pretended not to notice…" She raised her other leg onto the couch and straddled me over my knees. My head started to feel light from the anticipation.

"After awhile he got out of the pool and… I got his attention. I asked him if… if he would sunscreen my back for me…" Her body hovered over mine, still expertly tugging on my cock. Once she had her balance, she brought her other hand to the tip and ran her soft palm around it in tiny circles. My breath shuddered from her touch.

"Mm… He was so excited! I laid down on my tummy and he rubbed it all over my back… and my sides… He kept trying to wrap his fingers around to my front… especially near my chest…" She looked down knowingly at her tits and bit her lower lip. Returning her gaze to me, she continued, "Then he did my legs… His hands were all over me… He kept going- um- up my thighs…"

I was so lost in lust. She spoke so effortlessly, forcing me to imagine rubbing her body down with lotion… My right hand found its way to her hip, nervously grabbing onto her. This is too much…

"He was… cute… But I had my eyes closed…" She pulled her body up my legs, closer to my lap. One of her hands moved to the armrest behind my head as she leaned over me. The length of her stomach stretched as her breasts hung over my chest. "I pretended it… um… was you…"

Good god. My head was buzzing. "K-Kaylee…" It came out as a weak whisper.

"When he was done," she interrupted, "I made him leave… He was so sad…" She smiled teasingly, "Well, part of him wasn't so sad…" Her legs were around my hips now, one hand guiding my cock between her thighs, rubbing against the fabric of her bikini. I clenched my eyes in frustration.

"But um... I kept thinking about it and… I had to come back here…"

Her chest was lowered down to mine and I felt her breasts push into me. I could even feel her breath along my neck and cheek as she talked. This has to stop now…

"This is- is- wrong..." I muttered.

She breathed along my neck and played my dick against her body. "Why?" she pouted quietly, pressing her lips against my jaw line.

"God I- I have a… a girlfriend…"

"Mmm… So?" She drew her tongue down and along my neck, very slowly. I sighed and angled my head, shamefully enjoying her touch.

"She's… ohh… she's your- your sister…" I reasoned feebly.

"Oh, right… Your girlfriend's…" she kissed up my neck, "…little…" she squeezed my cock, "…sister…" The last word was a sultry sigh right in my ear. My body shook as she said it.

I anxiously opened my eyes and looked down to see her amazing body pressing into mine. She finally pulled her hand off my dick, but I felt her fingers slightly move down to her bikini. I realized in awestruck horror and lust that she was pulling the material to the side, away from her pussy… Oh no…

"I bet that makes it so much worse…" she cooed piteously. "And I bet that makes it… so much better…" She moved her hand back to the base of my cock and raised her hips up.

Oh my god. I'm going to fuck her.

Her lips moved away from my ear and she drew my stare to hers. She had a wild look in that young face. It looked so fucking pleased. She positioned my cock along the length of her slit. Her hips lowered, dragging me along her opening. My hand clenched urgently on her hip, then slid down her thigh and back up to rest on her ass.

"I… I can't…" I sighed, almost to myself.

My cock was torturously teased by her sliding it along her pussy. I wanted in. I needed it. Not bearing to look at her face, her jaw hanging open in raw animal heat, I shut my eyes again. She slid the very tip of me inside of her… just an inch. My hips tried to buck, but she kept one hand pressed down on my pelvis, forcing me to stay. She let out a soft moan as she teased herself by rocking her hips and fucking just the head.

I thought I was gone. I didn't care that I was caving in to the manipulations of a nineteen-year-old anymore. All I cared about was the perfect, ripe body over mine, and how bad I wanted her to sink my entire cock into her naughty, tight cunt.

Thud. My eyes flew open. Kaylee's gyrations came to a sudden halt and her head jerked up. Oh fuck! "Shit!" I inhaled. My left hand flew to her body and I grabbed her hips, pushing her off of me. I slid out of her with ease, but Kaylee tried to lean back down.

"It's not her…" she whispered, "It's too soon…"

How the fuck do you know that!? For once I could feel something besides my dick. My chest felt like an earthquake and my stomach flipped sideways. It was enough to break Kaylee's hold on me. I rolled my body off the open end of the couch and Kaylee practically had to jump off me to keep from falling onto the floor. As soon as I was free, I jerked my boxers and pants up to my knees and hopped onto my feet.

"Relax!" she almost hissed.

"Fuck off!" I cried, pulling my clothes up and leaping away from the couch. I briefly stopped in the hall and spun around, glancing at the door, completely terrified. Kaylee had stood up and looked too, then swung her head back at me. She couldn't decide whether to be scared or irritated.

Flustered, she huffed and went to the window. Taking no chances, I hurried into the bedroom and swung the door closed. A moment later I heard her call out, "It's just some guy!"

Oh fuck, what have I done… Did I do anything? Am I safe!? I sat on the edge of my bed and buried my head in my hands, breathing hard. I was going to fuck her… Oh god, I needed it so bad…

Kaylee had come to the door and pushed it open. I looked at her in disbelief. She was clearly upset, but she still tried to play it down and act sensual. "You don't want to miss this…" she forced a smile and ran her hand up her side, cupping her breast.

"Uh- yes I do!" I retorted incredulously. I was too shaken to be turned on.

And she knew it.

Her eyes clouded over and she dropped her hand, folding her arms over her stomach. "Are you seriously going to pass this up?" she asked disbelievingly.

"Yeah!" I said rudely.

She scoffed, actually insulted. She spun around and left the doorway. I heard the door to the guestroom slam shut. I sat on my bed in a total state of amazement.

Ten minutes later, Melissa came home; ready to spend the rest of the afternoon with her sister.

X

Kaylee had already changed and was ready for her sister. I was impressed how easily she could alter her façade and act as if nothing unusual happened. Melissa invited me to tag along with them for the day, but I declined on, uh, account of not feeling well. They left shortly thereafter and I stayed at home in peace.

As my nerves settled, I tried to take stock of the day's events. I was angry that I had given in. If it wasn't for that fortuitous neighbor, I was sure I'd have lost it. I *had* lost it… I imagined Kaylee taking me all in, riding me there on the couch… My fantasy got a little too vivid and I realized I was already getting hard again. Melissa would have walked in on us, and then I'd *really* be fucked. Still, if Kaylee had come back from the pool sooner, the things that might've happened…

My boss called later that afternoon (for real this time!) and told me to come in early the next day. He needed some help with something that'd only take a few hours, then I'd have the rest of the weekend off for sure. That was fine by me; any excuse to get away from the house. Here's the best part: I found out when Melissa got home that she'd be taking Kaylee back to her campus tomorrow afternoon. Jackpot!

For the rest of the day, I felt almost giddy. I was nearly free of that little temptress… Never mind the fact that she almost had me. In twenty-four hours, I wouldn't have to see her prancing that hot little body around anymore, torturing me with endless indecent thoughts. But my some of my euphoria wore off by that night. Even though Kaylee was out of the apartment, I recognized that I still fantasized about her almost the entire day. The worst of it… Wondering, even wishing, about having fucked her.

The sisters returned fairly late into the evening. Avoiding suspicion, (well, mostly avoiding getting in trouble with my girlfriend) I cautiously made myself socially available. But no sooner had Melissa left the room for a minute did Kaylee furtively slide up to me and press her hand into my crotch. "Miss me?"

I trembled at her touch and backed away. "No."

"Aw… Don't be upset with me? I wasn't mad at you earlier… Just, umm… disappointed…"

I furrowed my brow, anxious about Melissa coming back into the room. "Just shut up about it," I warned.

"Come on… I know you gotta feel the same…"

I gave her a stern look.

"Are you gonna tell me now that you haven't been thinking about it?" she insisted quietly.

"Nothing uh- happened to think about."

"Hmm… That's the problem! Maybe tonight though…"

I suddenly felt lightheaded, like I was losing control of my own senses again. "Look Kaylee," I practically blurted, "I don't want to see you in my room or- or at all even, until tomorrow morning. Get it? No more." I think she was as surprised as I was that I managed to sound so severe.

Before she could say anything, Melissa had come back into the room. There wasn't another point for the rest of the evening where she got a chance alone with me. I did my best to make sure of that. Honestly, I was afraid she'd think up something to say to make me weak in the knees again. I practically used my girlfriend as a shield.

When we went to bed that night, I was feeling at least somewhat confident that I had gotten through to Kaylee. She had her chance, and it was blown. There's no time left, it's over. God, I felt like I had won some kind of war. I was leery that she would try and sneak back into the bedroom that night, but something told me she wouldn't try the same trick twice.

That didn't stop my mind from racing images of her naked body pressing into me. I cursed myself for at least not taking advantage of her when she was on top of me… I could've run my hands all over her. That wouldn't have been so bad. What are you thinking, that's completely wrong!

My irritation grew as my dick refused to calm down. Nothing I could do would tear my imagination away from unfaithful thoughts. Just one more day, and it's all over. I won't get to fuck her then, even if I wanted to…

It was another rough night. But at least Kaylee never came in the room.

I got up early the next morning to get ready for work; earlier than usual. Not being able to sleep well and a case of perpetual morning wood gave me the bright idea to go into the office sooner than needed. I can minimize any time around Kaylee. Feeling guilty, I crept into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee for Melissa. Then I returned to the master bathroom.

I stripped down and got in the shower, mostly just standing there and feeling the warmth of the water. My eyes were closed and I admittedly fantasized about the day before. I grabbed my cock and gently stroked myself, imitating some of the moves that Kaylee had used on me. God, stop it, you're obsessed!

I absentmindedly soaped up my body and tried my damnedest to just think about work. A slight breeze of cold air dragged me out of my thoughts. That was weird… I stopped and listened for a moment. Was Melissa up already? She wouldn't ever get out of bed before her alarm went off…

Part of me refused to consider the other possibility. Yet still I curiously pulled back the shower curtain and looked. Oh… no…

There she was; adventurous smile on her face. She had on a tiny pair of underwear; just white panties and a bra. She looked innocent and excited… If my dick was hard before, it was raging now. My thought process couldn't even keep up with what was happening.

She bit her lip as she approached the shower. I was too petrified to move; still holding the curtain in front of me from when I looked out. She took it in her hand and pushed it back, revealing the full length of my body… well… my erection. I blushed furiously as she brought one leg into the shower.

"W-w-what… No…" I stuttered.

"Shh…" she whispered. "Don't worry… You said you didn't want to see me until the morning…" She fully moved into the shower and pulled the curtain closed behind her. Grinning up at me, "Good morning!"

The water splashed down onto both of us. She only looked hotter as her body got wet and her underwear became soaked. It clung to her skin even tighter and started becoming transparent. I backed up against the shower wall, frightened and confused. My skin flushed warm as I scoped her gorgeous, young body.

"M-m… Melissa will…"

She took a step up to me, placing one palm on my chest and the other with a finger to my mouth. "Will not wake up… if you behave yourself," she cut short.

Both her hands slid down my chest and stomach, which were still somewhat soapy. "Oooh, slippery!" she whispered. The sensation tickled and I pressed myself harder against the wall. Nowhere to go. My body tensed as she raked her nails down to my cock and made it jump. I already felt as helpless as I did on the couch the day before. It's like she brought me right back to the same mental state… All I could think about was her perfect little body and how bad I had wanted it.

She gently fondled the underside of my dick, holding me there with one hand, while she reached over and grabbed the bar of soap with her other hand. She brought it over and started lathering up my stomach. I almost grimaced as she moved it up to my chest. Not that way…

"Do you like my hands on you?" she asked seductively.

"Ahh… N-no…" I lied.

"Aw! Maybe you'd, um, like yours on me better?" Her body pushed into mine, her stomach and chest against me. She rubbed herself back and forth, dragging herself along me. She was so soft already, and the soap made her slide along my skin in a way that felt electrifying. My hard-on was pressed down against her panties, pointing down between her legs. My own hands, which had been clutching the wall behind me, reactively grabbed her waist.

"Oooh- that's a start!"

Melissa will catch us… "We- we can't…"

She pushed her face into my neck and gave me a passionate kiss there. "Yes we can," she encouraged.

My hand roamed around to her ass, then down to her thighs, and up her back. "Fuck…" I sighed, exulting in feeling her.

She pushed her hips into me harder as soon as I said it, making me shudder. "Mmm! I'm not leaving until we do," she stated happily.

Somewhere, a shred of morality deep inside of me tried to act out. "Please…"

She slid her body down, dragging her skin against mine. She stopped, kneeling on the shower floor, looking up at me with sparking eyes. I stared back in awe as she took my cock into her open-mouthed smile. My head hit the back of the wall as my eyes rolled up. Good lord… That was it for me.

My hand wrapped around the back of her head and tried to guide her to take more of me in. Swirling her tongue around my cock, she forced herself back and looked up at me, almost impressed. "You're not gonna get off like that… Not that easy…"