Do You Really Wanna Know?
written by:
Shuggie

Do You Really Wanna Know?

Authors Notes: introducing an old friend to my secret pastime a few weeks ago, when Danny had finished reading a couple of my stories he phoned me to give me the verdict.

"Not bad.....but some of them are just too bloody long" He told me leaving me a little deflated.

Meeting up a couple of weeks later over a few beers, Danny brought up the subject of his step sister. For years, I'd shied away from kissing and telling knowing full well that Danny and Sophie have never seen eye to eye. Sophie is married now, she has three kids and while Danny and Sophie get on better these days, I suspect that the first serious argument they have, Danny will take great pleasure in dropping Sophie in it with her dad.

After much debate, I set Danny a challenge and in turn was set one of my own....(not counting this introduction) if I could write a story of under 4000 words that Danny knew about, a story that he could give a decent vote to......If Danny was honest enough to give me a score of nine or above.....the sequel to this story would be about his step sister.

Okay so it is a tad childish I know.....but after some thought, I discussed the following story with Danny, and he loved the idea. If you've ever wondered about the real me in my teens....then this is it.......Shuggie......

******Can I walk you home******

Growing up the son of middle class parents, looking back on my life and all the challenges I faced, by far the challenge that I felt most proud of was high school.

Going to a primary school close to my parents all trades firm, the school itself was a mixture of working calls kids and middle class kids, my best friend lived two doors away from me and went to the primary school that serviced our immediate area. When it came to going to high school, I chose to go to a school closer to home rather than travel across the city.

Chris (my best friend) had adapted pretty quickly and while out of school he talked and acted like most middle class kids, in school, Chris could curse and swear like the best of them; sadly I wasn't aware of that.

Enrolling for the local high school, my first week was a culture shock as I realised that most of my class hated spoiled little rich kids. Needless to say, I guess I did regret listening to my best pal. My new class mates teased me about my accent and my manners, I was nicknamed "silver spoon" I was called a snob and most of my class kept their distance.

After several weeks, Chris insisted that I should try out for the school football team; I'd had enough of his advice and chose not to. Being one of only two left footed players in my school year, a few months into school, even the coaches realised my potential and insisted that I should try out for the team.

At the time, I never imagined that football could bridge the great divide in class.

Working my socks off in my trial, mainly to prove something to myself, by the end of the trial I was told that I'd made it into the team. At first, most of my team mates didn't want to know, I was a snob, the first time I got injured I'd burst out crying and show them up.....etc.

I wasn't a natural finisher, I wasn't even a great defender, but I could run all day and Lo and behold.....i could cross a ball. By the end of my first year in high school, I had made left midfield my very own position. By the end of second year, I was playing much better as a left hand side defender....but best of all....my team mates were slowly warming to me.

In part, when most of my team mates met my dad, they realised that I took after my mum; my dad was as common as muck and freely invited all my mates back for something to drink after the game. When they met my mum, I sat listening to my mate proclaim what they would like to do to her. I tried to ignore the comments then after they left, I spoke to my mum about their comments, she just laughed and assured me that most of them probably wouldn't know where to start.

After a long discussion about teaching me how to fit in with most social circles, my mum finally added that sometimes I had to give of myself to help people adapt to me. She told me that there was a good chance that I would meet a mother that I'd love to talk about.....in her eyes what they were saying was par for the course.

I thought about it, and realised that in essence.....she was right.

Two weeks later at training I stunned most of my team by making a joke of my parents sex life, I even eluded to the fact that I'd seen my mum topless and I'd seen something that they would have killed to see.

Needless to say, that wasn't exactly the sort of guy I was, but I opened a few eyes and learned how to play the game properly. When I was with my team mates, I learned to be just as disgusting about sex as they were......with girlfriends or middle class neighbours, I talked the way I felt comfortable. With each year that passed, all of the team finally accepted me, turning 18, we all happily hung out at a local park and talked about past girlfriends, in part, I made it clear that I didn't kiss and tell but I did hint rather strongly about what I'd received.

Yet the one thing that did confuse me a bit was the fact that almost all of my mates had discussed several one night stands.....in five years, I'd never met a girl who would just drop her knickers the first night we met.

Danny, Chris and Mark, they were the guys I was closest to and they assured me that sooner or later it would happen. Joining the same weekend football clubs through our teens, Danny, Chris, Mark and I went to the same under 19's club then finally onto the same under 21's club.

In part, I guess part of my problem was that I wasn't ruthless enough to try and slip the hand on a girl the first night, I wanted to, but just didn't do it. At 19 years of age, fate would give me the golden opportunity.

Each Saturday morning, we would get up, get showered, phone each other then because I was lucky enough to have my own car, I'd pick up Danny, Chris and Mark before meeting up with the team to head to our afternoon game.

After the game, the whole team would go back to a pub close to our training ground and have a few drinks. As the season slowly came to an end, Danny and another team mate of ours got into a fight in that pub....next thing we all knew.....the whole team was banned....(including the manager)

One of the guys suggested another pub close by, it was owned by his uncle, his uncle would even put on sandwiches for us and if we pushed enough money over the bar, he might even sponsor the team and buy us new strips.

Needless to say, the manager was up for it and the following weekend, we had a new place to drink.

Of course, our new landlord made the rules known especially as he had a pretty successful Karaoke night running every Saturday. The following weekend, Chris was chatting up a new bar maid, we hung around to give him moral support, two weeks after that Danny meets this girl called Emma, a sweet sincere thing that Danny had only one interest in.

To all our surprise, Emma turned out to very open minded indeed (or so Danny told us)

So my best mate is dating, Danny is dating and I'm the third wheel, for almost a month I waited with them to pass the time, then one night, we're all sitting there enjoying the Karaoke as four pretty hot young women walk in.

At 5'7 with styled blonde hair, a white mini skirt and white top on, the moment I say Carol, the rest were of no interest to me. No tights or stockings, the mini skirt was so short that it left very little to the imagination and the cleavage looked amazing.

What I didn't know was Carol was soon to be Emma's sister in law.

Of course, I'm tipsy, I go over introduce myself, buy her a few cocktails and Carol sees how much cash I have in my wallet. Then again, I worked as an apprentice electrician within my dad's firm and made the same as the qualified guys.

She saw my car keys; needless to say.....Carol was impressed.

I'm trying to charm the birds out of the trees with Carol, I'm telling her all about myself, about how sincere I was, about how I loved to lavish girlfriends with free holidays etc.

Not knowing that Carol is 22 and is engaged to Emma's brother.

Carol is knocking the cocktails back like there's going to be a prohibition notice slapped on that pub, she sees Emma growling at her, then just before midnight, Carol admits that she has to go home.

I offer to walk her home, Carol looks at Emma and grunted "sure, why not"

Granted, for most of the night, Carol is playing me, but isn't prepared to commit, no touching, no intimate whispering....nothing...

Two minutes after we get outside, Carol slips her hand in mine and then her hand is around my waist. It's a warm June night, we're walking and talking then as we turn the corner to head back to Carol's scheme Carol stops without warning and looks at me.

Next thing I know, she's in my arms and she's trying to stick her tongue down my throat.

Of course, I can't believe my luck, I had nothing to do with her reaction, her hands are groping around my back, then they're on my toned chest, then finally....she stops.

"Listen I know I'm really drunk, but if you promise to phone me....." Carol purred before looking at the park gates as I understood the rest.

Again, it wasn't my idea, but next thing I know, Carol's got a mischievous smile on her face and is leading me into the park. We walk along the seven foot high wall that's next to the street, a hundred yard or so is a three foot high hedge which are directly in front of a long row of trees. Carol is leading the way, I'm following her perky ass, looking at those toned long legs, and hoping that with any luck, I'll get to grope her amazing D cup breasts, If I'm really lucky, I'll get to put my hand under her top and grope them skin to skin......and.....if I get that far.....I might even stretch the boundaries of improbability to new lengths by asking her if I can suck on her breasts. Of course, if I had my way, Carol would let me go all the way, but given past experience with women, I wasn't that lucky and one look at Carol's above average features, her amazingly slim body and toned ass.....of course I could dream but reality took hold.

If I could just grope those wonderful breasts...it would be worth it.

Walking through a hole in the hedges, Carol stumbled on her small hells then giggled; of course I knew she was mildly drunk my wallet still felt the effects of getting her that way. We walked into the trees, just far enough in that anyone walking through the park wouldn't see us.....then Carol strolls up to the wall and gives me a smile.

"We need to be quick.....and you can't walk me all the way home" Carol purrs as I'm mildly too drunk to realise that there was something up with that comment, why wouldn't she want me to walk her right to the door.

She wraps her arms around my neck, At 5'7 and me at 6'1, she tilts her head back slightly as I lean down to kiss her soft lips and next thing I've got her tongue exploring my mouth.

Starting off my placing both my hands on her sides a few inches below her breasts, Carol and I start kissing passionately as I feel her hands wander around my shoulders, for almost a minute, I feel my shaft rising to the occasion, I can smell her perfume, I can feel the heat of her body radiating through her thin top, I press against her slightly as Carol then decides to go for my neck.

"Oh.... you smell amazing" Carol purred reading my mind.

Carol starts to kiss my neck for a few seconds then whispers "you can touch my breasts if you want".....it was music to my ears.

Sliding my hands upward, I ease my hands over the thin material as I suddenly feel my hands now cupping her amazingly warm and inviting D cup breasts. Carol gives a moan of approval as she sucks my neck, gently at first, but suddenly I realise that Carol is giving me a souvenir of our time together.

A love bite......

I squeeze her breasts in turn, I kiss her neck, then finally, with all the alcohol sloshing around in my brain, I've got to go for broke, she asked me to touch her breasts, after all she didn't tell me not to put my hands up her top.

Sliding my hands downward as I pull at her V neck top pulling it from her skirt, I place my hands on her toned stomach, Carol continues to kiss and suck my neck, I need to give her a chance to stop me, so I push my hands up slowly.....Carol still continues to kiss and suck my neck.

I feel the bone of her bra.....My brain pleads with her to let me do it while my cynical nature prepares for her outrage.

I push two fingers under the bone, and just as I'm about to do it.....next thing I know, Carol's hand grabs the opposite cup of her bra.....then suddenly I fell the resistance of her bra end.....No way.....she just pulled her bra up to let me grope her.

"Oh shit, you're tits feel amazing" I moaned as Carol's mouth attacks mine with even more conviction. There I am, standing there, her warm moist tongue is back in my mouth, her perfume is driving me wild with lust, and both hands are now treating her large orbs to a bakers squeeze every few seconds.

Half a minute passes, my shaft is rigid in my black trousers as Carol drags her lips from mine and attacks my neck again.

"suck my nipples.....they're really sensitive right now" Carol purrs as I stood in complete and utter euphoria, actually wondering if I'd heard her right.

"Oh fuck, you're amazing...." I groaned in my euphoria as I didn't give her time to back out, I bent my knees, then bingo....the tee shirt had somehow managed to be pulled up over her breasts, her bra is sitting above her breasts, her tee shirt is covering it, but there, as plain as day, is two massive well shaped breasts before my very eyes.

My mouth opens, I can smell the whiskey on my breath as I push forward, I slam my lips around her firm left nipple and suck.

"Oh Craig......suck them both" Carol moaned as I wanted to jump up and down and celebrate.

This girl is stunning, she's got the sort of body that most women would kill for, she's wearing a mini skirt, a V neck thin top that shows just how amazing her breasts look.

And there I am.....first time in my life....a girls lifted her tee shirt and bra and she's letting me suck the life out of her nipples and best of all....she's moaning with utter enjoyment.

Of course if things continued like this.....hell I'd marry Carol on the spot if she was really as open minded as she seems.

I'm licking at her nipple, I'm sucking and kissing her breast, I shift over to give the other one an equal amount of attention, Carol's hands are on the back of my shoulders, she's moaning softly, I slide my hands down her sides as my mouth continues to devour each nipple, I'm looking at her pale breasts in the dim light of a street light a few yards away.

I just know, that if she lets me suck her breasts for another five minutes....i'm going to cum in my boxer shorts.

"Oh Craig, I want to see you again....." Carol moaned as I mumbled between sucks "oh Carol I'll phone you"

"Is that a promise....?" She asked rather too seriously for my liking but I still nod.

"Promise me.......and I'll.....put it in my mouth" Carol purred.

I froze for what seemed like ages, it was probably only a couple of seconds.

"Hold on, did she just say what I thought she said...." My mind asked as I stood with my lips still around her firm nipple as I tried to replay her comment in my mind. Shit, I must be pissed, now I'm hearing things, it took me three months to get Laura to do that....no way....I must have heard wrong.

Giving her nipple another brief suck, I stood up and looked into Carol's eyes.

"Do you want to suck it?" I asked cautiously just in case I had heard wrong, her eyes looked soft and clearly told me she was drunk, Carol just looked at me and nodded.

"If you do a good job......I'll even take you to my parents place in Spain" I added desperate to see that show.

"give me your jacket......" Carol said as I struggled to get my arms out of the thin sleeves then handed her my Jacket as Carol asked me to stand against the wall. Watching her place the jacket on the ground, Carol gave me a soft smile as I watched her bend her knees then drop onto my jacket.

Down went my zip, then suddenly Carol was treating my trousers like a lucky dip as she pushed her hand inside my zip. Jackpot......I felt her hand grab me then suddenly I looked down as Carol pulled my steel like shaft from my trousers.

"Oh Craig....it....it looks......amazing" Carol purred devoting a few seconds of time as she gazed straight at it before wrapping her fist around my shaft as she looked up and started to work me while staring up at me.

"Craig, I'm not normally like this......it's just....." Carol moaned then suddenly she dropped her chin down as she looked at my rod in her moving hand.

Her mouth opened then suddenly I let out a groan of lust and euphoria.

"Oh Carol....." I gasped feeling her warm mouth engulf my helmet then suddenly her mouth is halfway down my shaft. She pulls back as I felt the warm night air again on my helmet, I look down as Carol is fishing a pubic hair from her tongue.

"Sorry" I gasped as Carol looked up and smiled, suddenly she's pushing forward again as I felt her engulf my rod for a second time.

"Oh shit.....you know how to do that" I moaned watching Carol kneel before me, my back is now resting against the wall as I stand there in utter amazement watching Carol's mouth drift back and forth along my shaft, first it's sedate....then slowly she starts to build up the pace of her mouth as I watch her literally impale her mouth of my searing rod.

"Oh Craig, please tell me you've got a condom" Carol moaned then stabbed her mouth back onto me.

Why the hell would I want to take a condom to football, of course I've not got one with me, I didn't exactly expect to receive a blowjob. Hold on a minute, why do I need a condom, is she going to let me cum in her mouth with it on.

"Carol....I'm sorry....i wish I had" I moaned watching Carol pull back then look up at me as my answer seemed to register on her face.

"Oh....to hell with it.....just pull out before you cum" Carol gasped as I watched her stand up then look at me as my eyes dropped to her waist.

"please Craig, just be quick" Carol moaned as I stood watching her hands go up her short skirt, then suddenly a pair of white knickers fall down her legs and stop at her ankles. Carol steps to the side of me then bends forward as I watch her lift her mini skirt.

I turn around to face her, my hands dart for my belt, I tug frantically before finally feeling my belt loosen, I find my button, all the while I'm staring at Carol's amazing ass, I want to run my hand down her ass, I want to grope it, I want to fuck it......shit this can't be happening.....not to me.

Bingo....I push at my trousers, I feel them fall to my ankles with my boxer shorts, I shuffled behind her as I give one last thoughtful look at her ass. I look up, to see Carol's right hand pressed against the wall, her eyes are looking down behind her left hip.....she's waiting for me to do it.

Her left hand is in front of her, I can't see it, but it must be holding up her mini skirt.

I push forward, I feel pubic hair brush against my helmet, I've just pushed my cock through her warm moist folds, Carol instantly pushes back against me as I step back half a step, she leans forward even further, I look down at her ass one more time.....

I have the good sense to use my cock to feel my way to that pot of gold, I feel her warmth against my rod, I feel her pelvic bone, and then suddenly.....I've found it.

"Gently does it....." my brain screams as I push slowly feeling her pussy muscles react instantly to the invading helmet. I place my right hand on her hip.....and finally I feel my helmet starting to sink deep into her desperate pussy.

"Oh Craig....Oh hell.....just fuck me as hard as you can.....i need to orgasm" Carol moaned with a lust that I never believed I'd ever hear from any woman who was this side of sane.

"Hold my hips" Carol gasped as I felt our bodies connect, I pull back then give a good thrust. I lower my left hand to her left hip, I look along her bare back, I sneak a peek at her drooping breasts as I watch the impact my thrusts are having on her breasts, they're bobbing back and forth.....then carol moans.

Amazing, unbelievable....now words could accurately describe how I felt.

There I am, standing behind a girl, I'd just met several hours earlier, she's now got both palms pressed against the wall, her top is up her back so is her bra, her tits are swaying in time with my thrusts, I keep looking watching those wonderful orbs as they sway for my pleasure, her mini skirt is around her waist, her knickers are at her ankles, I'm holding her hips.....and watching my cock slide back and forth inside her eager pussy.

It doesn't get much better than this, or if it does.....I can't even begin to conceive of what better would be.

"Oh Craig....." Carol moans, then suddenly I feel her pushing her ass back in time with my thrusts.

"Oh fuck Carol.....your amazing....bloody amazing...." I groaned watching my shaft make light work of her pussy.

"You realise if I'm going to take you to Spain, I'm gonna fuck your pussy as often as you'll let me" I moaned without thought as I looked up at the back of her head. Watching Carol nod..... suddenly i realise that Carol's left hand has disappeared from the wall.

"Oh my....." I thought as my eyes follow her arm as I realise.....Carol's actually playing with her own clit as I fuck her.

Every few seconds, carol gives a soft moan of arousal.....I'm holding both hips jack hammering into her searing womb, I couldn't care less if she has a reputation, or if she's a moody bitch outside of the bedroom, if I can fuck her like this on a regular basis......

I'll marry her.

"Oh Carol......" I moan. A few seconds later Carol moans something inaudible.

I'm watching my shaft thrust back and forth; the way I'm standing I even start to pretend that I'm not fucking her pussy, with an ass like that.....I rebuke myself and decide not to even consider that eventuality, after all.....if I cum too quickly, she won't thank me for it.

"Say something dirty to me" Carol moaned with a desperate voice as she catches me off guard.

"Like what?" My brain asked as I wasn't used to talking dirty to girls, let alone them asking me to do it.

With only three sexual partners in my life two of whom could rewrite the definition of boring in the dictionary with their bedroom antics, of course up until that point my sex life was dull.....even I'll be the first to admit it.....but this was new....it was different, I'd heard of this sort of stuff but didn't quite believe my mates when they told me that girls actually did it.

"Did you like having my throbbing cock in your mouth?" I groaned apprehensively waiting to see how Carol would react.

"Oh shit, I wish it was still in there" Carol moaned lust dripping from every syllable.

"I bet you'd have let me cum in your mouth" I groaned again mildly apprehensive about what I was saying.

"Oh don't tease me like that....." Carol gasped as I finally decided that my hands had a better place to hold.

Sliding both hands up her sides then underneath her body, I grab each breast feeling her firm nipples in the palm of my hands.

"Do you like being fucked in the bushes of a park....i bet you've let guys do this to you before" I moaned starting to get the hang of trying to be kinky.

"Oh shit Craig, fuck me harder......I'm nearly there" Carol moans her moans are now coming thick and fast.

"Well....are you gonna let me cum inside you.....?" I moaned looking down at my hips Pistoning back and forth as fast as they could muster; I'm on the razors edge of orgasm.

I watch Carol nod her head heavily, as much as I want to, I just can't last any longer, I need to fill her pussy with my seed, I don't even care if she wants me to cum inside her or not......I just can't help myself......I need to do it.

"Oh Craig....." then suddenly Carol lets out a moan of orgasm.

A few desperate thrusts as I hear the breaking of a twig to the right of us, then suddenly I drop my hands back to Carol's hips as I push my head backward and let out a massive groan of relief.

"Oh fuck I'm Cumming.....stay like that" I groan.....

Suddenly everything takes a bizarre twist as I hear familiar laughter; I look to my right hand side as Danny and Emma are standing there. Danny looks absolutely chuffed to bits with a grin from ear to ear.....Emma grunts "you dirty cow.....just wait till I tell Raymond"

"Good, go ahead and tell Raymond.....but while you're about it, tell him this is pay back for him cheating on me" Carol Snarls angrily as I'm still standing there imbedded deep in her womb. I can't let go, I'm mid flow of the best orgasm of my life.

Actually, I don't give a toss that one of my mates and his girlfriend are standing there.....

Next thing I know, Carol is pulling down her tee shirt, she starts to stand upright, then stands fixing herself......then finally I feel my cock falling free of her pussy.

"what, do you honestly think for one minute, that I'd let him cheat on me.....and not get pay back.....and anyway....you're a fine one to talk....." carol says as I watch her bend forward then grab her knickers, that ass looked so appealing but suddenly common sense had taken hold as I shuffle away and grab at my trousers.

"Oh that's right, I bet you didn't bother to tell him where you were last Thursday" Carol snapped looking at Danny.

"You know I was at the bingo with my mum...." Emma quipped as Carol replied "yeah but what about afterwards?"

Danny looks at Emma, Emma's face suddenly looks as guilty as sin, I'm fixing my trousers, and Carol is finally dressed and sticks her hand up her top to fix her bra.

Then suddenly Carol turns to me and smiles.

"Thanks Craig.....sorry to lead you on.....but I didn't think she would catch us" Carol says so unrepentant that I stood realising the full implications of what had just happened.

I'd just been used as pay back.......

"it's cool.....anytime" I mumbled in utter disbelief.....A girl dragging me into the bushes, she gives me a blowjob, she lets me fuck her.....just to get back on her boyfriend.....how cool is that.

Before I know where I am, Carol walks past Danny and Emma, they are both arguing about Emma's night at the bingo, I leave them to it and chase after Carol.

"Listen.....not to sound too desperate....but if you want I'll give you my number" I said as Carol stopped and looked at me.

"Craig.....thanks.....I mean it.....but....." Carol stopped as I could read the look in her eyes.

"Do you still want me to walk you home?" I asked accepting the inevitable.

"It's okay, I just stay about three hundred yards away....and if my boyfriend sees you.....he'll kill you" Carol said as I pictured a mammoth tattooed numbskull chasing me down the street.

"Are you sure?" I asked as we stopped at the park gates I could still hear Danny and Emma arguing in the background.

Carol looked at me gave me a sweet smile then stepped forward and gave me a peck on the lips.

"At least you made me cum.....trust me it was worth it" Carol said then gave another soft smile before turning her back on me as I watched her stagger down the street.

Heading in the opposite direction, within a couple of minutes I flagged down a taxi then headed home with a massive grin on my face.

Did I care that I was used for revenge sex.....if you'd seen Carol's body and the way she was going about it......trust me, you wouldn't have.

They say that all stories should have a happy ending, sadly this one doesn't as Danny will testify, Danny and Emma had a major row in the park, Emma told Danny to fuck off and Danny did.

By the next training session, Danny was telling everyone his version of events, he was walking Emma back home when he heard my voice across the wall, then suddenly Emma heard Carol's voice.

They both walked back to the park gate knowing full well where the voices were coming from, Emma whispered that if Carol was cheating she was going to tell her brother....next thing Danny is greeted with the sight of me.....trousers at my ankles fucking the life out of Carol.

For him the irony of the situation wasn't lost on him.....i always acted as if such actions were beneath me....if I was going to have sex with a girl, I'd do it behind closed doors.

Needless to say, I didn't go back to that pub for a few months, neither did Danny or Chris or Mark.....but to this day, I can still remember my first time having sex with a stranger, having sex outside, having drunk sex and having the time of my life.

Now the big question is.....how badly does Danny want to know about his step sister?.....I'll let you know in due course.