Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2 - Sex Stories

Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2

... won't be okay. I thought I was going insane or that my head would explode and I already want to do it again. I don't think I'll ever be okay, Val. You've ruined me." He kissed her forehead again. "You're welcome." "Oh, by the way. Would you be my Valentine?" Candy pulled away from him, to stare at his face, as if to see if she was being kidded. "Be Valentine's Valentine?" "Exactly." "Yes please." With a squeal of delight, she pressed her lips to his. She quickly pulled back to look at him. "Dude, you taste funny. What have you got on your face?" "Only you, beautiful, only you." Val rolled toward the nightstand and check the time on his phone. "Oh shit. Can, Mom could be home anytime." They both looked down at themselves. Candy's yellow dress was a scrunched up tangle around her waist, revealing perfect untanned titties above, and soaked panties pushed aside, hiding nothing below. It took her no time to adjust underwear and pull the dress back over her young breasts. She straddled him, pinning his down wrists with her small hands, and kissed him. "Thank you. I look forward to our next lesson." She pushed herself down on his bulge as she said the last. She kissed him again, deeper, then licked along his chin. "And wash your face before Mom gets home." She bounced out of bed, smoothed her skirt quickly in front of his mirror, and blew him a kiss on her way out. She popped back into view and exaggerated the motion of grabbing the door knob and beginning to swing his door closed. ...

... He heard her theatrical whisper, "And don't forget to close your door." Valentine reclined and stared at the ceiling, stunned. He kept seeing Candy arched above him while he licked her to an ongoing climax, alternating long tastes along her outer lips with hungry probing laps inside. His gorgeous sweet innocent stepsister wasn't scared of him either. He thought of her, soon, using her tongue on him, but his attention quickly wandered back to his mouth on her. He hadn't been the boy with the horse cock, servicing an experienced woman who knew what she wanted and how to ask for it. He had been the experienced one, Candy the perfect student. She was just learning what she wanted, and how to ask for it, though Valentine was sure there was at least one thing he wouldn't be able to show her, as much as he'd loved to have climbed between her bare legs, torn those wet panties off and plunged into her. He couldn't hurt her; no matter what he had to keep her safe, even from him. He rolled out of bed before he fell asleep again or Mom caught him with Candy juice dried on his face. Unbidden, an image appeared of his Mom in the gold sequin dress that she had been about to change out of, leaning in to kiss his cheek, hugging herself close to him. He is more aware of her fit body against his than normal. "Val?" Her voice sounds puzzled. "Why do you smell like pussy?" He headed toward his bath across the hall, shaking his head. He turned on the water before rummaging through his bag for his ...