My Best Friend Katie Pt. 03

"Listen, Katie, about the movie," I began, but she cut of off.

"No, I wasn't going to talk about that. I just wanted to ask you something. I know you'll be honest with me. Do you like my breasts? I mean, they aren't big like Sally's."

"They are big enough, and I love them. Katie, you can't keep harboring this complex about your chest. I mean, I don't worry that you won't like the size of my penis."

"Well, I've only seen yours, but you see breasts everywhere we go."

"Katie," I said, sitting down next to her on the couch, "you are the most beautiful girl on earth. I wouldn't change anything about you."

"But I know how you boys are..." she said, but this time I was the one who interrupted.

"Katie, do you know the first time I got really sexually excited around a girl? I mean to the point that it was all I could think about? We were twelve, and you were sleeping over. You had this this tank top on and it was kind of see-through, and I realized that I was getting an erection, and as soon as you fell asleep I snuck into my bathroom and..."

"Really?" she said, stopping me. "Wow, that was around the time you got me my wiggle pen. Just think, we've been aroused by each other for years."

"So stop worrying, I don't want anyone else but you, and I wouldn't change anything about you."

"So you like them?" She's said.

"I love them," I relied.

"Tell me. Say it."

"I love your breasts, Katie, they are perfect."

"No, say it dirty. Tell me you like my...my tits."

"I love your tits, they are all I think about. Now, come here," I said, pulling her close.

"But Sally's in the other room," she said quietly, as my hand slid up her shirt. I paused, my hand resting on her breast, her heart hammering. She was right, of course, but what I wanted to do more than anything else was be with her, and I didn't want to wait even a fraction of a second. Still, Katie was determined, and she stood up, looking at me expectantly to follow her. Instead, I pulled her close, so that she was standing right in front of me. I sat up, putting one hand on her ass, and in one swift movement sliding my other down the front of her shorts.

"Jimmy, oh!" she said, startled, but stopped short as I quickly slid my hand down her underwear and quickly found her wet labia. Her knees buckled and even though she was nervous about her cousin coming back out, she gave in and let me finger her. I slid into her, my thumb caressing her clit as she panted, her knees giving out.

"We'll be quick," I whispered, "and then we'll go to our room..." I said, just as she started to climax. Her knees gave completely and she collapsed on me, her body limp. I sat up, picking her as I stood up. She wrapped her legs around me and hung onto my neck as I carried her to our bedroom. The door had barely shut between us when she hopped off of me, pulling down my pajama pants and hopping back on top of me. She pressed herself against me and spoke in barely a whisper.

"Go inside me, right now, please," she begged, and, still holding her up, I hiked her up a little bit and she moved her underwear aside as I lowered her slowly onto my erect penis. I hadn't had any form of release in days, and as she sank onto me and her vagina enveloped my penis, I almost came. I took a few breaths to steady myself, then slowly lifted her up and down, letting her ride me while I held her up. The act of keeping her aloft and both of us upright took concentration that kept me from reaching orgasm too soon. After fingering her twice that night I was ready and knew that soon I would climax inside of her. She kissed me, mashing her now sweaty body against mine, grinding away.

"Hold on," she said, hopping off of me. My penis throbbed in mid air and she grinned at me. She patted the bed and motioned for me to lay down. She then crawled over me, straddling me and slowly sinking back down onto my penis.

"The first time you come inside me in this house, I want it to be on our new bed," she said, riding me slowly. My hands found her firm ass and she was soon grinding away. I looked up at her, her breasts heaving, her flat stomach glistening with sweat, and I climaxed. She shuddered as I emptied into her, days of pent up arousal rushing into her, filling her. When I finished I thought she was going to get off of me, but instead she raised up a little, and grabbed the base of my penis, squeezing hard.

"Just tense those muscles," she said, putting firm, but gentle pressure on me. The blood that would have fled my penis after such an enormous orgasm had nowhere to go, and as I squeezed she let go and started to ride me again, this time more slowly. I was amazed that I could stay hard after climaxing with such intensity, and Katie was soon riding me with a fury, climaxing over and over again as she ground against me.

I grabbed Katie's breasts gently, and she collapsed on top of me, her whole body tense as she climaxed for the ninth or tenth time. She pressed herself against me, her whole body still and white in the moonlight.

"Wow," she said, panting, "it's even better in our new house." She kissed me, rolling off of me. I was still very hard and I stood up, pulling her to the edge of the bed. "I'm wiped out, sweetheart, you're gonna have to do all the work," she said. I grinned, pulling her close so she was on her back with her ass just about to hang off of the bed. She spread her legs wide, and as I guided myself back into her I pressed hard against her vagina, grinding against her clit. A few minutes of fucking this way brought her to another orgasm, and I pushed into her one last time, coming into her before crawling on the bed next to her. We kissed gently and laughed, hugging each other and both enjoying being in our new house together. It was only after we were still, holding each other close, that we heard a peculiar noise from down the hall.

"Is that Sally?" Katie asked, sitting up. It certainly was, and the noises she was making were unmistakable. "Oh my god, she's masturbating."

"I guess she's like her cousin in that regard, and she's putting that book to use," I said playfully as we heard Sally cry out, and then fall silent. The sound of a woman masturbating and moaning would have stirred life in my penis, but after two high energy rounds of sex with Katie I was too spent to even move. Katie laid back down, laughing quietly, and snuggled close to me.

"I'm just lucky I found someone as amazing as you," she said, spooning against me. Our naked bodies stuck together, and even though we were both flush and hot we stayed close together.

"It's me who's lucky," I said, kissing her back. We held each other close, eventually falling asleep in each others arms.

Chapter 4

Sally's bedroom was really going to be a study, but it had a twin bed for guests. After waking the next morning naked and stuck together, Katie and I had showered—although I did finger her once—and headed out to greet her cousin and set up our computers. Sally sat up in bed, still in her pajamas, and munched and French toast Katie had made. Her hair was tousled and her breasts were barely contained in her tank top, and I could understand why Katie was insecure about her own breasts. Sally casually adjusted the strap, causing one of them to come out slightly just as Katie entered the room with two plates, setting one on the desk next to me. I was halfway through connecting the mess of cables when Sally changed the subject from last night's movie to sex again.

"This is a neat book," she said, flipping through our sex positions book. "I bet you picked up a few good ones. I mean, look at this one. I would never have thought bending over the arm of a couch would work like that, with your legs up, too." I looked at Katie, who looked at me with an amused look; we had tried that position a few weeks ago at my parents' house.

"Or this," Sally said, flipping the book around the show us a couple who was having sex in a pool, the woman's legs wrapped around the man. "I mean, you guys have a pool, are you going to try this, too?"

"Sally, I think you're a little sex crazed," I said.

"Don't pretend that you're not," she retorted. "So, listen," she said, "I'm not going to give up asking you guys, so you might as well tell me, when did you two start doing it?"

"Doing what?" Katie asked slyly.

"Sex, dummy," Sally said, exasperated. "It's the only thing important enough to call 'it,' after all. I mean, how long ago?"

"I defer to my girlfriend for all sex-related questions," I said, craning my neck to reach the power outlet. "I don't want to corrupt a young woman with any knowledge I may or may not have."

"I mean, it's not like I couldn't hear you two last night," she said casually, looking at us with a mischievous grin.

"And it's not like we couldn't hear you," Katie replied. Sally blushed and shifted a little on the bed.

She grinned at Katie and continued, "And while I didn't hear you at the movies, it was pretty obvious Katie was having an orgasm. I mean, I tried to see what was happening, but I didn't see what was going on. Come on, Katie, don't give me that kind of look, I'm just curious! Don't tell me you always try and breath calmly at the movies."

"Fine," Katie said, putting down her own food and looking at me before continuing. "Since you're so observant, I'll tell you, but you've got to understand that if your mom and dad find out I'll deny it, and also that you are too young to be doing anything of the sort. Got it?"

"Got it, Katie," Sally said with a grin. "So, let's start with the basics. When did you start. What did you start doing first? Was it just touching, or what?"

"I'm going to let Katie answer all of these," I said, not looking at either of them but pretending to be engrossed in speaker wires. I was getting pretty aroused just listening to them.

"Touching at first, and we eighteen. Don't give me that look, Sally, you are going to wait. I have known Jim since we were five, so I don't have to justify myself to you."

"But you weren't dating him all that time."

"That's because I was too chicken," I added, and Katie looked grateful.

"And thick-headed," Katie said, satisfied. "It moved on to other things, eventually I let Jim slide his hands down my pants, and then it moved on to even different things."

"Wow, you let him finger you? I've never let anyone do that, except myself, of course. What else happened, once you move past that. Did you guys go down on each other, like blowjobs?" Sally asked. Katie blushed, and nodded.

"And Jim is man enough to return the favor." Katie said. Sally raised her eyebrows appreciatively. "And then after a while we finally had sex. There, are you happy?"

"You're leaving out a lot of detail, Katie," Sally said.

"And I'm not going to tell you a lot of detail. I mean, what's next, are you going to ask to watch?"

"If you're offering, then yes," Sally said with a laugh. Katie chucked a pillow at her and the girls engaged in a very brief pillow fight that turned into a wrestling match. I watched them wrestle, marveling at how open the two of them were with each other, and also very aroused at the sight of my girlfriend wrestling another girl, even if it was her cousin. Or especially because she was her cousin.

"Okay, okay," Sally said, "I give up," she said, as Katie playfully pinned her face down on the bed. She paused, panting, before quipping "Does Jim give it to you this way?"

Katie laughed, and the wrestling resumed, all the while I had stopped hooking up our computers and was watching in amazement as they wrestled. Katie's running shorts were riding up and Sally's breasts were threatening to pop out of her tank top, and I was erect and wondering if Katie was somehow competing with Sally for my attention. I had eyes only for Katie, of course, but top-heavy girls always made her self conscious. A few weeks beforehand our waitress had large breasts and while I told her truthfully I wasn't into them, and preferred hers instead, she quizzed me about it for an hour.

Sally had now pinned Katie on her back, and the two cousins were panting and giggling. Sally straddled Katie's waist, her left breast almost completely out of her tank top and Katie's shorts riding up her ass. "We haven't wrestled like this since we were kids," Sally said, gasping for breath and struggling to keep her cousin pinned.

"Yeah, but you've grown up since then," Katie said, partially sitting up.

"So have you, Katie, let me see how much!" Sally said, laughing, and tugged at Katie's tank top. Katie was so busy struggling to keep her cousin off of her that her tank top flew off in one swift motion, exposing her pert breasts. "Nice," Sally said, trying to fend off her cousin, who was now overpowering her onto the bed.

"Fine," Katie said, panting and sweating, her face alive with glee, "Let's see what my little cousin has under there." The girls were now giggling, oblivious to me, and with great difficulty Katie stripped Sally's shirt off and flung it away, revealing her bare breasts.

"Wow," Katie said, pausing at the sight of her cousin's breasts. My penis was throbbing in my pants as I watched them. Sally shoved Katie, her breasts in Katie's face as she pinned her. Then Katie took control, flipping Sally and getting on top officer. I watched in awe as Katie pull at Sally's shorts. Sally wore nothing underneath them and, like her cousin, kept a neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair. Sally pushed Katie off but lost her shorts completely in the process.

"Hey!" Sally said, "no fair." She lunged and quickly pinned Katie again. Sally deflty stripped Katie's shorts and underwear off, until both cousins sat up on the bed naked, breasts heaving and sweat glistening on their bodies. They sat there for a minute, out of breath, until Sally broke the silence.

"That last part was different," she said, still gasping for breath. "I mean, we've wrestled a million times, but never with nudity. Your poor boyfriend must be shocked."

"Knowing Jim, he didn't complain, right sweetheart?" Katie said, looking at me. She had a fire in her eyes that she usually reserved for sneaking sex in public. She looked at Sally, then at me, and then stood up, her hands on her hips.

"Sally, this is what happens when two people love each other very much. I want you to understand that the things Jim and I do, we do because we've been in love with each other for years." She then stepped over to me. I was still standing in the chair, and Katie sat down on me. "You okay, sweetheart?" she whispered in my ear. I nodded feebly, and she smiled. She began to grind against me, riding me with a fervor as she become lost to all else. I held onto her hips as she ground against me, her vagina rubbing vigorously against my shorts. I kept my eyes on her, but behind her I heard Sally gasp. Katie laughed, still lost in her own reverie, riding me faster and faster, her whole body writhing against me. At last she came, her head falling against my shoulder as she uttered a small cry and ground against me. Behind her I heard Sally call out as well; they were both climaxing. I looked and saw her, legs spread wide on the bed, rubbing herself furiously as she watched Katie ride me. Katie's shoulders relaxed, and she sighed, standing up to look at her cousin. Sally was laying on her back, her legs spread wide, fingering herself to a second orgasm. When she finished, she sat up, looking at her cousin.

"Wow, I didn't know you could do that," Sally said. "So you can just rub up on a guy and come?"

Katie nodded, and Sally grinned. "That was amazing, but I better go shower," she said, blushing. She stood up, walking slowly out of the room, eyeing the two of us with a curiosity before leaving. Her ass was much like Katie's small and round with deep back dimples. As soon as the door to the bathroom clicked shut, Katie sat on the bed, her face in her hands.

"What did I just do? I mean, it was one thing to wrestle, but to take of our clothes, and in front of you. And then, my god, what was I thinking?"

"Katie," I said, not knowing what to say. It was an awkward situation at best, and I had no idea how to proceed.

"I was just having fun, and then, I don't know, I just wanted to be with you, it was all I could do to keep your clothes on. I just felt jealous."

"Jealous, of what, Katie?" I asked. "You know I love you, and I only want you."

"I know, I really do," she said, looking up at me. Her eyes were red, brimming with tears. "But how can I compete with a body like that?"

"Katie, when are you going to lighten up about that. You are perfect, and I don't want anything about you to change."

"But her chest..." she began.

"Is fine, really, but I like yours better. Really. Yes, she has great...tits, but i like yours. A lot."

"She has a nice butt, too," Katie said.

"It's just like yours," I said. "Really, you don't need to feel jealous or competitive. Now, come here, and let me show you." I stood up, full of raging hormones. I was too excited to let the moment pass. Katie paused to see what I was going to do. When I dropped my shorts she grinned and sank to her knees, taking me into her mouth almost instantly. I let her suck me a few times, feeling the warmth of her mouth, then pulled away. She was about to stand up when I lowered myself so that my penis slid between her breasts. She grinned, understanding my intentions, and held her breasts together as I slid between them. I was so hard already, and the look on her face, of anticipation, was too much. I thrust between her breasts over and over, knowing we had little time before her cousin was finished with her shower. I thrust one last time, and semen spewed forth and covered her neck and the top of her breasts. Spasm after spasm sent semen onto her breasts, until they were covered. It formed thick rivers that pooled together and ran down her stomach. When my orgasm finished she stood up, admiring the mess I made.

"I really am lucky, sweetheart," she said, standing on her toes to kiss me briefly. I stared at her semen-soaked breasts and she smiled, cupping them and in the process smearing semen all over her chest. She turned and headed to our shower, and I pulled my shorts back on just before Sally emerged from the bathroom.

"Hey Jim," she said brightly, as if nothing had happened. She was wearing a towel, which she promptly dropped to the floor, so that she stood naked. "What, it's not like you haven't seen me naked, why be shy now?" she added, reaching for her hairbrush. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't marshall my thoughts enough. I decided an exit was the best strategy.

"Oh, don't leave," she said in a casual tone, reaching for a pair of khaki shorts and slipping them on. "I ran into Katie in the hallway. She said you'd be in here finishing up the computers."

"Finished," I said, patting the monitor lightly.

"That was quite a mess on her chest. So that's cum, huh? I had never seen it before. It lookss sticky."

"Um, I'd better let you finish dressing," I said, suddenly uncomfortable for some reason.

"I'll be finished in one minute, sit down," she said, putting on a bra and a very tight t-shirt. "Katie is beautiful, isn't she? I mean, I always looked up to her when I was little, she was like the sister I always wanted. I always thought she was so smart and pretty, and I wanted to be just like her. I guess she turned out to be everything I thought she would be. And now..."

She trailed off, sitting on the bed, looking away from me. I could tell she was close to crying, although I couldn't guess why. I was about to say something when she composed herself.

"Sorry. Sorry, I am just a little emotional. I mean, Katie's got it all, I can't help be feel a jealous sometimes."

"Sally, Katie is wonderful, she's the love of my life, but you're a wonderful girl—sorry, woman—and you have a lot to be proud of. Katie tells me you're doing really well in school, and we've really enjoyed having you around the house."