Of Self and Selfishness

The absence of pubic hair excited me more than I had imagined. There was nothing to get in the way of my fingers or tongue as I explored Talia's pussy and I was able to use this to my advantage as I ruthlessly drove her into three rapid orgasms. Talia whimpered and moaned her way through each, and after the third she finally pushed her legs together and scampered away on her back, begging me to stop. I pushed myself up off the floor onto my knees, my cock pointing at her and smiled.

'I want to fuck you now Tali,' I murmured.

'Just give me a minute,' she gasped. I thought she looked a little shocked at the intensity of my oral assault on her, which led me to recall her youth and relative inexperience. I crawled across the floor towards her and Talia watched me, her breasts quivering with each breath she sucked in as she tried to recover her composure. As I reached her, I grabbed hold of her shoulders and turned her away from me, pushing her against a chair. I ran one hand from the back of her thigh up across her buttock and then between her legs, pressing my middle finger into her wet slit. She jumped in reaction, then I opened her cunt to me and slid my length inside her.

We both groaned, and for a moment I held myself deep inside her, savouring the heat and looking down at the view of her naked lips wrapped tight around my shaft. Then I began thrusting with slow and steady movements of my hips. At first Tali just stared at me and let me move as I wanted, then she began to react, her eyes narrowed to slits as she began to compete with me for control of the tempo of our sex. I could feel my climax coming so I let her take control, allowing her to lift and twist her hips for her own pleasure and allowing me to regain my self control. Tali was looking back over her shoulder at me, her green eyes blazing in lust and her hair falling across her face. I saw the woman that she was becoming, so similar to her mother in looks but so different in temperament. The thought brought me to the edge and the look on my face told Talia what was about to happen.

'Not inside me!' she gasped. So I stood, my cock slipping from her with a wet slurping sound, and pulled her face to me. Talia only hesitated a moment, then her mouth slid down my length and I came at once. The orgasm was intense, but I didn't cum in the prodigious amount I had the first time I came with her. The previous night's release kept my cum to a manageable level for my green eyed lover who kept it all in her mouth until my cock, already softening, slipped from between her lips.

Then Talia stood and pressed her mouth to mine, injecting my cum as I accepted her kiss. It wasn't pleasant, but I didn't flinch away instead pushing my tongue into her mouth to show her that I wasn't intimidated by her actions. Our mouths and chins were sticky as we broke apart.

'That was amazing,' she murmured. Her tone was almost coy.

'Very good,' I agreed. 'But no more, it has to end...'

'Not yet,' she smiled. The coyness was gone.

'Where do you think this is going Tali?'

'It finishes when I go to Uni,' she replied. She kissed me again and scooped her clothes off the ground before disappearing to her bathroom. I picked up my jeans and headed into Michele's bathroom, eager to rid myself of the salty taste in my mouth.

Uni. Two more months.

***

The week that followed was a cycle of guilt, self pity, and lustful thoughts about both Talia and her mother. A self inflicted torment that made it hard to eat and harder still to sleep. By Friday I had made up my mind that I had to tell Michele that there was no need to continue the tuition, and that I wouldn't tell Talia that I was going to do that. I knew that whatever she concocted to sabotage my plan would work, so in this case I would let Michele tell her.

We headed out on our date as normal and I decided to launch straight into it after our first drink had arrived. Michele had picked our restaurant, a homely and private affair in a ranch house not far from town, nestled amongst the tall timber of an old growth forest. A fire roared in the fireplace and each table was screened from the other guests by a clever and unobtrusive combination of wooden screens and potted plants.

'Look Michele, I wanted to tell you that I think that there is no need to waste Talia's time with the tuition. She's an excellent maths student and there's nothing I can offer that will give her a better chance of getting a scholarship. She's all but a sure thing...' I broke off as I saw Michele's face fall. For a moment I thought that the reference to a sure thing had been taken the wrong way, but then she reached across the table and grabbed my hand in a surprisingly tight grip.

'You can't stop now. I know she probably doesn't need it, but the reality is, well my reality anyway, is since you've come into our lives Talia has come out of her shell. She hasn't been like this since...since before,' Michele looked away, then looked back at me, 'well since Kieran died.'

'I understand that, but...'

'No, you don't understand!' Michele's interruption was fierce and I fell into silence. 'She was completely withdrawn, we barely spoke, she had no friends that I was aware of. Now she's happy, communicative, she has friends. Christ, I think she might even have a boyfriend!' The last remark made me choke on my drink and I grabbed my napkin to splutter into it.

'What's so strange about that?' Michele asked me. I felt the ground opening below me.

'Nothing, nothing at all,' I replied. 'More that you think its strange, I mean she's at that age...'

'Yeah, I know,' she smiled. 'But please, I'm begging you, let's not change anything. She's happy, so I'm happy and I hope that means that you're happy too! Its just two more months.'

Two months. There it was again. A countdown with a fuse that was too long for me. The rest of the date was somewhat hazy for me. I convinced Michele to stay at my place that night, "something different." She sent Talia a text, receiving a cheeky response to "take precautions, I don't want a baby brother," that embarrassed Michele no end but we both laughed. Our lovemaking was somewhat perfunctory and I apologised, telling Michele truthfully that I was over tired after a hard week. I just didn't explain why.

***

The next day we had breakfast in town then raced to Michele's place so she could get ready for tennis. Talia's room was closed and we surmised that she was still asleep so I enjoyed a cup of coffee in peace outside as the butterflies built in my stomach. Michele kissed me goodbye and said she wouldn't be home until late afternoon as it was an away match some distance away. I told her to drive carefully and she promised she would if I promised to have dinner with them. I promised.

No sooner had she driven away than Talia emerged from her room. She was wearing a long tee shirt that fell to mid thigh and from the small points emerging at chest level, I gathered there was nothing underneath. My heart began to race at the sight of her and I briefly wondered whether Pavlov's dogs felt the same combination of excited expectation and humiliation when their bell had rung to signal feeding time.

'Hi Uncle Dave,' she smiled at me, 'did I hear Mum's car leaving?'

'Yeah,' I replied, looking out the window, trying to banish the vision of the eighteen year old from my sight as I attempted to lie to her. 'I told Michele that there's no need for the tuition to continue, and she agreed, so I'm going to head home. Michele's invited me to dinner, so I'll pick up take away and see you both around five. Okay?' I glanced back to see that I was wrong about what she was wearing under the tee shirt. Talia was scratching her stomach through the thin cotton and had pulled it up enough so that I could see a small triangle of bright pink down at her crotch.

'What cha lookin' at down there?' she asked. I felt my cheeks flush and dragged my eyes up to meet her triumphant and cheeky grin.

'Nothing, it doesn't matter,' I squeaked in response. 'I'm going, okay.'

'You know so far we've done something a bit different each week. Aren't you curious to know what I had planned this week?'

'No,' I lied. Badly. I didn't move.

'Okay then,' she replied with a coolness that I couldn't pretend to match. 'I'll tell Mum that you didn't want to do the tuition when she gets home. It makes me soooo sad.' She pouted then and I thought I saw tears form. Fuck!

'Look Tali!' I blurted out, 'we don't do any tuition! I just want to stop this between us, I don't want to have sex with you.'

'Yes you do,' she purred in response. 'You just don't think you should have sex with me. I mean, the look on your face when you slid your cock into my cunt said you liked doing it.'

'Stop it!' Her bland use of the C word excited me enormously. I already knew that I was going to fuck her again. But I needed to resist for longer, every minute bolstered my sagging self esteem.

'Tell you what, Uncle Dave. I'm going to have a quick shower, and maybe you'd like to make some coffee. We'll have it outside, then I'll offer myself to you once more. If you say no, then so be it.' She didn't wait for a response, instead turning and heading towards the bathroom. She pulled her tee shirt off, removing a smooth bare back, and her small bottom clad in bright pink. She didn't look back to see if I was watching, I guessed that she knew I was.

By the time she emerged, her hair wet but brushed, skin glowing with youthful health, dressed in a surprisingly demure pair of three quarter length denim pants and a bright yellow tank top that clung to her body, but also covered a bra, I was sitting outside and had recovered my composure and some semblance of willpower.

'Thank you,' she said, accepting her cup as she sat beside me.

'You know, Michele thinks you have a boyfriend.'

'I do don't I?' she winked at me.

'No, I'm a slave,' I retorted, trying to inject bitterness into my tone.

'Yeah right, a slave to that lovely cock of yours.'

'Do you have to talk like that?'

'A bit late for old fashioned sensibility isn't it? I mean you've cum in my mouth twice now, and weren't very nice about it last time either.'

'Point taken,' I conceded. 'You've blackmailed me Talia...'

'You could've walked out the first time. You're much bigger than me, I was naked, I couldn't have stopped you or chased you down the street. So why didn't you?'

I couldn't answer, so I remained silent.

'I don't want a boyfriend,' she continued after a while. 'You come over once a week, I get sex without the hassle of constant phone calls and text messages and some boy who'll cry and promise to wait for me when I go to uni. We fuck, we're both selfish about what we want and I like it that way.' I could sense her staring at me but kept my head forward. 'And so do you!' A car that I didn't recognise rolled down the drive and stopped in front of the house. I felt a sense of relief and decided that I'd do whatever I could to get the visitor to stay for a while.

A young woman emerged from the driver's seat, and waved at us. Talia smiled and waved back, and stood to enter the house to meet her. I decided to wait outside, to remain distant from whoever it was that Talia knew.

I was soon introduced to Kara, Talia's beautician and friend of several years since they had met in High School. Kara had left school aged sixteen and now ran her own business including hair styling, massage and beauty treatments. I didn't really care what she did but I was quite taken by her dark skin, pixie like face, long dark hair and a rather large pair of breasts that I gathered she was happy to show off, given her choice of a tight low cut top. I was also happy that her presence was clearly distracting Talia from me.

Talia had made more coffee while Kara, something of a non stop talker, told me all about her various failed relationships, how men are jerks - no offence meant apparently - and that she had decided to go without sex for a year to cleanse her aura. I simply smiled and nodded as she prattled on, enjoying the wobble of her breasts as she punctuated her conversational points with occasional wild gesticulations.

'Hey you two,' Talia interrupted, 'I've put the coffee out back.' She pointed towards the garden and Kara turned to lead the way out there. I went to follow Kara, but when Talia walked towards her room decided I had a chance to escape for the morning.

'Hey Tali,' I said softly. She turned in the doorway to look at me with a faint smile on her mouth.

'Wanna get started with the tuition huh? Kara's big boobs got you fired up?'

'Ha,' I smiled sarcastically. 'Nice boobs indeed. Nice everything actually,' I mused. 'But no, given you've got company I thought we should give the...ah...tuition a miss and I'll head off home.' I held her stare but felt uncomfortable at the feline like knowing smile she wore.

'A kiss goodbye then?' Talia's tone was low and inviting and I felt my pulse skip as my heart rate increased. Then she was against me, her smell in my nostrils and her breath hot against my mouth as she breathed out with her lips so close to mine. I leaned ever so slightly towards her and our lips met with a soft caress, then her tongue darted against mine. My lust rose then and I slipped an arm around her slender waist and pulled her body hard against mine. Our kissing became more passionate and Talia ground her crotch against the expanding bulge under my pants.

Talia pulled her hips back and then her hands were wrestling against my belt and fly, thrusting into my jeans and cupping my now fully erect member. I could've stopped her, at least before she wiggled her fine fingers under my boxers and delicately grasped my shaft. But I didn't. I tried to tell myself that I didn't want to make a scene that would bring Kara in from outside. But the lie was so bald faced that I couldn't even convince myself that there was any merit in it. But when Talia broke off our kiss, leaving me gasping and dropped to her knees and almost bit me as she slid my now exposed cock into her mouth, I couldn't have cared less who was watching.

Which turned out to be a good thing.

Talia started by racing her mouth up and down my length, then working her tongue around the tip as though it was a soft serve ice cream. She pulled her mouth off with a loud slurp, looked up at me and smiled.

'A quickie first maybe?' Her eyes sparkled cheekily, then she caressed the tip of my cock with her tongue whilst holding my stare. Lust burned in those green eyes and I thought that I'd have to fuck her before I escaped.

'Oooh, that is a nice size.' I jumped at the voice from my right and turned my head to see Kara standing there leaning against the wall. She held her coffee cup up high with her forearm across her breasts. She was watching Talia who continued her fellatio in a less frenetic pace, ignoring my stare which was locked on her face.

'Swap?' Talia's voice was soft and I stood frozen as she reached out to accept Kara's coffee cup, and shuffled slightly to one side to allow Kara to kneel in front of me. Kara's hand felt hot as she wrapped it around my length and gave me a squeeze and I wondered for a moment if it was the heat from the cup, or just her own body warmth. Kara looked up at me then, her dark eyes almost curious as she studied whatever expression was on my face.

'Thought you said he'd make a fuss?' Kara glanced at Talia who shrugged in response. 'Don't you dare cum in my mouth,' she growled at me, but before I could respond she slid her mouth onto me. I grunted and looked from the top of her head as it bobbed back and forth, to Talia's face as she looked from me to her friend. Time seemed to stand still as the second hot mouth of the day kept me hard and slowly coaxed me towards a climax. Talia stood and moved beside me, offering me her mouth. I accepted and she kissed me with a slow passion that set my heart racing again.

'I want to watch you fuck her,' she breathed into my ear. 'Will you do that for me?' I nodded and savoured the sensation as her tongue flicked and probed my ear. 'Bring him in here,' she said to Kara who removed her mouth in what was probably a fortunate moment to avoid me finishing. The two girls walked into Talia's bedroom, and I started to shuffle with my pants around my ankles, then paused to kick them off before following. I pulled my shirt over my head and dropped that to the floor as well.

'Strip.' I made my voice loud and both the girls looked at me. 'Both of you.' Kara blinked twice, then pulled her top over her head, her magnificent breasts flouncing into view. Their size made them sag, but at 18 years old her skin was smooth and taut. I stepped forward and cupped one as she unbuttoned the waist of her short skirt, then it dropped to the ground revealing a black G string. I marvelled at the weight of her breast and the firmness which filled my palm.

'You too,' I snapped at Talia who smiled and pulled her tank top off, then reached back to unclip her bra. As she straightened up after pulling down her pants and knickers in one motion, I reached out with my other hand and cupped her right breast.

'Take them off,' I muttered to Kara, indicating the G string. She pulled the flimsy material down, revealing her completely bald pussy and I released both girl's breasts and cupped Kara's pussy in my hand. Kara gasped at the contact but stood still as I worked a finger between her outer lips to find her moist inside.

'On the bed,' I said and pushed her gently backwards. I stepped forward again, this time placing my hand on her thighs to part her legs, displaying her wantonly before me. Her skin was quite dark around her sex, which in her excited state was open to me, a thin line of almost bright pink. I reached down with both hands and parted her lips with my thumbs, then pushed forward and entered her. I looked at her face as she groaned and thought she looked rather desperate. Perhaps her attempt at a year without sex had been going for too long.

Her pussy was tight, despite the heat emanating from her and she encompassed me perfectly. Her fellatio technique hadn't been up to Talia's, but the grip her pussy had on me more than made up for any shortfall there. I watched as her cunt gripped and released my shaft and I thrust my full length into her, then pulled back so that only the tip of my cock was inside her. Kara's clit had begun to emerge so to help it along I gently brushed the pad of my thumb over it. The guttural noises coming from Kara's throat told me that she liked my touch, and I was somewhat amazed to watch as her clit extended almost a centimetre - a tiny angry red penis.

Kara was finding it hard to lie still and let me fuck her so I stopped rubbing her with my thumb and started to pound into her pussy which was getting wetter and subsequently not gripping me as tight. She was grunting in time with my pounding, and then I heard a gasp from Talia that made me glance to one side. She was resting her butt against her desk and rubbing her clit as she watched us. Her nipples were rock hard and her breasts jiggled a little as she stroked herself. Kara's breasts on the other hand rocked back and forth as I fucked her, and I reached up to cup both of them and press them together.

Kara lifted her head and then leaned forward, extending her tongue to lick her own nipples. That brought a groan from me and I had to slow down my pace again. Talia came first, her familiar gasp sending thrills through me. I turned to watch her lithe body tense and contort as her climax filled her.

I pulled out of Kara and made her roll over, entering her from behind. Then I reached over and grabbed Talia's arm, pulling her to me so we could kiss. Her breathing was still ragged and the smell of sex filled the small bedroom. Our tongues meshed and wrestled and I slipped an arm around her waist so that I could feel her warmth against my side as I fucked Kara. Talia's eyes were wide as she watched me copulate with her friend, and when I reached down and pulled Kara's butt cheeks apart she moaned a little as she watched my cock drilling in and out. The contrast between Kara's dark skin and my pale flesh made the whole scene stark. I pressed my thumb against the puckered brown flesh of Kara's arse, then pushed the tip in. She squealed and Talia moaned her approval, one hand now around my waist the other rubbing her friend's smooth back.