Chula Vista Dreaming (part nine) - Sex Stories

Chula Vista Dreaming (part nine)

... my loafers. I put my hands behind my head. We sat there for a long time. I don't know. Maybe half an hour. Finally she dropped her arms and put her hands in her lap. Then one hand went up and her fingers ran through her brunette hair with its waves. She glanced over to me. I was smiling at my sweet stepsister. "Okay. So, can I tell you a secret, Peter? I mean, you know, something you have to never tell?" "Please, Maggie. I got your back baby girl. I know you're older than me, but you're still my little girl." "Alright. So, anyway, I think I may be different. I mean, I know I am. You know? Oh, fuck. I mean, I really like girls. You said that before, and it's true. I mean, I really like Naomi. I think I love her. But I still kinda like guys too. I guess I'm a freak or something." "Jeez babe. That's total bullshit. I've been doing some research for my psych class. You ever hear about this guy named Kinsey? He has these sexual reports he put out. One for guys a few years ago, and then one this year about girls. Men and women. You know? Anyway, the thing is that we are all kind of on a line from liking women only at one end, and then liking only men at the other. Understand? So whether you like one or the other is kinda like natural, and liking both can be natural too." "What? Where'd you hear this stuff anyway?" "Maggie, it isn't a secret. It's in books and shit." "You mean I can love Naomi and wanna fuck you too? I mean, in theory, you know?" I grinned, and then laughed. She ...

... was blushing as soon as she said it. It was cute. "Listen, if you love Naomi and she loves you that's great. You'll make up and get together. I know that's the way it works. And yes, you can still wanna fuck me." I laughed louder now and she got redder. I got up and sat beside her on the bed, took one little hand, and stroked it. I smiled at her. She slowly smiled back. "Kiss me, Peter." I did, leaning in and touching my lips gently against hers. She put her arms around me and pushed her mouth firmly on mine and began french kissing me. She was almost frantic it seemed. Her hold was tight as she pressed her body tightly against mine. I was kind of twisted so I pulled away and then got more comfortable. I smiled and held her face in my hands as I gave her the kissing she wanted. I ran one hand into her hair as she was stroking my blond curls. We were getting a little breathless with making out as my hands moved to touch her small breasts under her sweatshirt. I ran one hand up and found a hard nipple I could pinch while she was rubbing my hard on in my khaki pants. I had a raging boner for her. I was happy just to spend the evening necking. I was never aggressive with the ladies I loved. But she broke it off and swiftly lifted her San Diego State College sweatshirt up and over her head. My mouth immediately descended down to begin sucking on her hard nipples, alternating back and forth, as she moaned and pressed my head tightly against her breasts. I was fumbling with my belt ...