Chula Vista Dreaming (part seven) - Sex Stories

Chula Vista Dreaming (part seven)

... chair and table, and some lamps. There was an armoire for most of my clothes. Plus some old pictures on the walls. But it had a good view out to the east of the Laguna Mountains. I got the sunrise in the morning. I liked it. I sat up against the headboard with my back on my pillow and Maggie sat on the bed with her legs folded up. I was sitting in just my boxer shorts. Just like at home when Maggie and Sheila had shared their bedroom with me back at the bungalow in Chula Vista. We had always been casual about what we wore. Maggie had gone to her room when she got back and changed into her nightgown. I was certain she wasn't wearing anything under it. Her tempting breasts were perky and showing the nipples through the clingy material. I smiled. "So what is this all about, Peter?" "Oh, I just wanted to say, I know your secret." I grinned at her as she got a quizzical look on her face. "I don't have any secrets. Don't be silly." "It's funny. Sheila told me she knew my secret awhile back. I did have a secret. Just like you do, Maggie." "Don't get smart with me. I don't have any secrets. You may but I don't." "Okay, so you and Naomi playing together last weekend is not secret? Gee, who should I tell first?" "Peter! You sneak! Were you spying on me? You're a prick and you always were." She jumped up and was slapping me with her little hands. I weighed about forty pounds more than her. I thought it was funny while I held her close to me and wouldn't let her go. She was struggling ...

... and I could feel her tits pressing against my bare arms and I was laughing at her. Then one flying fist hit my dick and balls and I stopped laughing and let her go. Suddenly the little spitfire was crying. It wasn't as bad as all that but I pretended I was really hurt. I was holding my cock with both hands and Maggie was caressing my face and kissing my cheek. I turned my head and kissed her on the lips. "Oh, you are such a bastard!" She hit my arm with her fist then sat back down with her arms crossed. "What the hell am I going to do with you, you little asshole?" "Not so little anymore, right? You could stop worrying. I told you I have secrets too. I wouldn't tell on you, Maggie. You know that. I love you. Maybe I never said it but you know it. Just like I love your sister and your mom." "Okay then. So what is this big secret. You know mine. What's yours?" "You really want to know? And you won't get pissed? I'll tell you, but you got to sit down and listen. And don't get pissed at me." "Did you do something really bad? I don't believe that. Just tell me." So I did. I started out telling her about how Cindy and I had first had a few little sexual encounters that had gradually built up until finally we become complete lovers. I described how we had made love. How Cindy had sucked my hard cock and I had eaten her sweet pussy. And how I had fucked her and she had begged for more because she was so thirsty for sex. She needed it from me. I gave her what she needed and what I ...