Meredith

Jeff stood just inside the sliding door, gazing at Meredith in the back yard.

This is it, he thought. Now or never. He pulled op0en the door and stepped out into the yard. "Hey, Meredith."

"What? Oh, hi, Jeff." Meredith was in a tight pink bikini, reading a magazine on a blanket. Her skin glistened with sunscreen. She peered at him through her sunglasses. "What's up?"

Jeff sat down next to her, crossing his legs. He wore cutoffs and sandals. His chest was broad and tanned. His cock was throbbing inside his shorts.

Their parents had gotten married two years ago. They were both in high school then. Now they were in college. Different schools, but it was summer now. Meredith had a part-time job, and Jeff volunteered three days a week at an animal rescue center. That left them lots of time at home. Together. Alone.

"They're out of town this week." Their folks had left yesterday for a vacation in Mexico. "We're on our own."

"Yeah. So?" She glanced down at his crotch. "Oh. You pervert."

"Yeah." Jeff grinned. "It's about time, don't you think?"

She folded up her magazine. "Maybe."

* * *

Jeff had been horny for Meredith ever since they all moved in together. It wasn't exactly The Brady Bunch, and things had been awkward at first. His dad had divorced Jeff's mother after finding out that she'd been sleeping with at least two or three of her co-workers. Meredith's father had died in a horrible car accident.

Jeff was happy for his father—and even happier when he met Meredith for the first time. Meredith's mom Josie was cute, not quite a MILF, but Meredith was . . . hot. They met for the first time after a tennis match, and Meredith wore a short white skirt that showed off her long tanned legs and a tank top with a tight sportsbra underneath. Jeff smiled, but barely managed to speak to her over dinner.

He'd spent the next few months sneaking peeks at her body. She came in and out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, or walked around in one of her nightgowns. Most days she wore tight shorts and loose T-shirts. And, yeah, he spied on her when she laid down to sunbathe in the back yard in one of her bikinis.

Then, a few months ago, he'd spotted something new. And better.

Two-thirty in the morning. He'd been working on a term paper. After finishing it up, he went downstairs for a glass of juice. Standing in the kitchen, he heard noises from the back yard. Grunts. Cursing. Moaning. What the fuck?

He rushed to the back and grabbed the handle on the sliding door. Then he froze.

Meredith was naked. She was on top of some guy, rearing back and forth as he thrust his cock up inside her pussy. Her body churned as her boobs bounced up and down,

Jeff hid a gasp. He looked over his shoulder, making sure he was alone. Then he leaned forward, his dick rigid.

"Ohh . . ." Meredith moaned, rocking back and forth. "Up there. Right up there. Yes, yes . . ."

"Uhh . . ." The guy had short blond hair and muscular shoulders. "You're so hot . . ."

Meredith leaned down, letting her tits slide against his lips. "Quiet. Don't wake my folks. Or my stepbrother."

"Yeah." He bit his lip. "Yeah."

Meredith bucked up and down as the guy licked at her tits. Then she rolled over, off his rigid cock, and perched on the grass on her hands and knees. "Come on, James. Finish me up."

The guy—James?—grabbed Meredith's ass and slammed his cock deep. Meredith groaned. Jeff watched as they fucked, James pounding forward, Meredith pushing back, their bodies shaking in the moonlight. James slapped her ass. Meredith grunted with pleasure, and then he did it again.

Jeff watched as the guy gripped Meredith's butt and grunted as he came. Meredith sighed and sank down, her face in the grass, stroking her pussy frantically as James poured his cum into her. Jeff watched as her face clenched, gritting her teeth, and then heard her cum with a low groan of satisfaction while James squeezed her leg.

Noise from upstairs. "Jeff?" His stepmother. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Josie!" He realized he'd been rubbing his cock. He made sure to put it away as he turned around. "Just—I finished a paper and I wanted some juice. I'm going back to bed now."

"Oh." Josie cocked her head. She wore a short nightgown that was close to transparent, and looking at several steps above, Jeff could almost see her panties. But she was to sleepy to notice. "Okay, then. I'm going back to bed."

Jeff took one last look outside. The guy was pulling his jeans on. Meredith was still breathing hard.

Wow. Jeff hurried upstairs to his bedroom to jerk off. This was going to be a good one.

* * *

"What?" Meredith laughed as Jeff told her the story. "You saw that? His name was James. We only dated about two weeks."

"You looked like you were having fun." It wasn't even the only time Jeff had seen Meredith having sex. Sometimes she didn't close her door all the way. One afternoon he peeked through a two-inch crack and saw her with two guys, sucking one cock and then another until they both came over her tits.

And sometimes she had girlfriends, not boyfriends. One night her friend Tina came over to "study." Again, Meredith forgot to close the door all the way. Or maybe she didn't forget—maybe she knew Jeff was watching and liked to tease him.

Either way, he watched Tina swing her thin legs over Meredith's shoulders and writhe in ecstasy as Meredith ate her pussy until she came, and then they switched positions—Meredith riding Tina's shoulders, her boobs bouncing as she grunted softly. The folks were downstairs watching TV. He thought maybe she spotted him, but then she closed her eyes and grasped Tina's knees for balance, whispering something Jeff couldn't hear.

* * *

"Well . . ." Meredith sat up. "You're not the only one who saw something—interesting."

Jeff's cock stiffened. "What?" He'd had his share of girlfriends over the years.

Meredith smirked. "Her name was—what? ShellI?"

Jeff smiled. "Oh yeah. Shelli."

* * *

Shelli was hopeless at math. But she was a cheerleader, with the biggest tits on the squad. So when she asked Jeff to help her pass the midterm, he was more than eager to help.

Most of the time they met at her house after class. Her parents were never home. The first few times he tried to keep his mind on algebra, but it was hard—really hard—because she either wore her short cheerleader outfit or tight shorts and a T-shirt that didn't reach her waist. One time she actually changed in front of him, pulling her pleated skirt off and pulling on her shorts, and then slipping a T-shirt over her sportsbra. "So how do we do this problem again?"

One day Jeff couldn't stand it anymore. In the middle of a fairly simple problem, he leaned over and kissed her. His hands on her bare, sweaty shoulders. He got ready for Shelli to kick him out.

Instead she giggled. "What took you so long?"

He kissed her again and pulled at her shirt They made out as he struggled with her sportsbra until she helped him get it off, spilling her tits for him to kiss. He licked at her nipples, his cock throbbing, and sneaked a hand under her shorts. She grabbed for his belt.

Jeff pulled her shorts off as she wiggled out of his jeans. He gazed down at her blond pussy as she tugged at his cock. He wanted to lick her thighs, but she pulled him forward and grabbed his ass, and then his dick was sliding down into her slit. He bit his lip to keep from cumming immediately. Yeah, he thought . . . yes . . .

It wasn't his first time, but it was one of the best. Shelli came, wrapping her legs around his back until he spurted into her. Her nipples pressed against his chest as they caught their breath.

"Okay . . ." Shelli kissed his cheek and lowered her legs. "Now how about helping me with algebra again?

She passed the midterm. As a reward, she gave Jeff the best blowjob he'd ever experienced, and he blew his load down her throat as she squeezed his ass. But then she had to get ready for the final.

A few months later, after more tutoring and more fucking, Shelli passed. She came to Jeff's house that afternoon with her grade. "I did it! You did it! We did it!" She kissed him. Hard.

In a few moments Shelli was on her knees in front of him. He yanked his T-shirt off as she sucked at his cock. "Oh . . . oh . . . ohh . . ."

Meredith was upstairs in her room, watching internet videos. She heard noises—grunts and groans, like . . . oh no. Mom and Thomas? Did they come home early or something? No, they would have told her.

She peered into the hall. Not from the folks' bedroom, fortunately. It came from downstairs.

Meredith stepped quietly out of her room and made her way to the top of the stairs. Crouching, she peered down.

Jeff was naked, pounding his cock into some blond chick on the living room couch. Meredith knew her—that bitch he'd been "tutoring." The girl's legs were wrapped around Jeff's hips, and she was moaning, her tits jiggling with each thrust of Jeff's hard cock.

Meredith stared, and instinctively reached down inside her shorts to start stroking her clit. This was hot. She wasn't sure if she was mad at Jeff—or jealous of his girlfriend. She licked her lips, taking in the sight of Jeff's ass as it moved up and down, and then she leaned back, stifling a moan as her pussy squirmed.

Jeff squeezed Shelli's boobs, his balls swinging back and forth as he pounded in and out. Shelli grinned up at him, her body squirming. "Oh!" Shelli groaned. "Yes, right there, right there—I passed. I passed! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Yeah." Jeff reared up and came, spouting his cum inside her. "Great. Terrific. Congratulations, Shelli."

Shelli leaned up and kissed him. "It's all because of you."

Jeff slid out and sat on the floor, panting. He looked up. Wait, was that—? No. Of course not. He kissed Shelli back. "Good for you."

A car rolled up in the driveway. Oops.

Jeff jumped up and grabbed his pants. "That way!" He pointed to the sliding door. "Out the back. I'll see you tomorrow."

"I'm moving tomorrow." Shelli grabbed her clothes. "New college. We'll be friends on Facebook. Bye!"

She ran, stark naked, out into the back yard.

What? Jeff barely got his clothes on before his father opened the door. "Hey, Jeff, can you help Josie and me with these groceries?"

"Sure, dad." Jeff smoothed his hair. "Hi, Josie."

* * *

"Yeah, the bitch moved away." Jeff shrugged. "After all I did to help her."

"Aww . . . Meredith stroked his arm. "But she wasn't your only girlfriend, was she?"

He grinned. "What else did you see?"

Meredith shook her head. "Not much. I mean, I caught you jerking off in the bathroom that one time. Were you thinking of me?" She smiled.

Actually he'd been thinking about Josie. Sometimes she wore a bikini too. But he grinned. "Of course."

"Okay." Meredith sat up. "So what are we going to do?"

Jeff took a deep breath and pulled his shorts down. His cock sprang out, rigid and throbbing. "What do you want?"

"Huh." Meredith reached out to grab his shaft. "I didn't get a good look at it when you were fucking that bitch. Shelli? And I only got a quick peek that time in the bathroom." She rubbed. "Looks good."

Jeff groaned. "It'll feel good inside you."

Meredith laughed. "Smooth line! Does that work on all the chicks?"

But she leaned forward to tickle his tip with her tongue. Jeff's cock was pretty big—not the biggest she'd ever had—but perfectly respectable.

She'd been checking Jeff out for a long time—from the first day they'd moved in together. Of course he'd been too young, and so was she, even though she'd already started watching other girls in the gym showers—their tight young nude bodies, their small tits, and some big ones, their smooth pussies and some hairy ones, and their legs trembling in the water. She caught Maisie Jenkins stroking her clit one afternoon after all the girls had gone, but stayed back to stare at Maisie's fingers sliding in and out of her twat as she trembled, moaning, letting the water wash over her.

Meredith also scoped out the hairy, muscular legs and asses of the guys on the tennis team. And the wrestling team? One of her early girlfriends brought her to watch a boyfriend practice. Big shoulders, a thick chest. Yum. She remembered her pussy tingling—and being envious of Patti. Were they doing it? She wanted to do it.

She remembered her first time. Hard and rough, with a guy named Robby, at a party on Friday night after graduation. They'd been making out, then he grabbed her and pulled her up into a room. She was too horny to resist. And he was good—she came, twice, before he did, and then she was gasping as he left to look for some other girl to fuck. Ever since then, she'd decided to be more choosy.

Now she had Jeff's cock in front of her. It was a nice big cock. And Jeff had always been nice to her. Even when he was trying to see her naked—in the shower, in her bedroom, walking down the hall in her panties and a towel over her tits—he'd always been . . . nice.

"Okay, Jeff." She smiled. "Get ready."

Jeff groaned as Meredith took his dick between her lips. It was everything he'd been dreaming of for years. He leaned down to stroke her neck. "Yes, Meredith, yes, yes, yes . . ."

"Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm . . ." She moaned as Jeff's cock grew, filling her mouth. Meredith could feel his shaft trembling under her tongue. He was going to cum soon. She always knew when guys were going to shoot into her mouth. She breathed through her nose and stroked Jeff's balls. Come on, come on—

Jeff came, spurting down her throat. He'd never thought it could feel this good. He grabbed her bare shoulders, his body shaking. "Yes, Meredith, yes, oh yes . . ."

He fell back, gasping. Meredith laughed. "You like that, Jeff?"

"Y-yeah." He grinned, his cock twitching. "You?"

"Hang on a minute." Meredith stood up. Her body gleamed in the afternoon sun. She bent over and yanked her bikini bottoms down. "Fair is fair. Now you do me."

Jeff looked at Meredith's pussy. Just a landing strip, almost bare. Her pussy was already soaked. "Okay." He grinned. "Yeah."

He leaned between her thighs and licked his lips. Then he bent forward and started licking at the edges of her slit. Hot and salty and wet. Meredith's legs twitched.

He slid his hands under her ass, squeezing and pulling her up. Meredith gasped. He flicked his tongue over her clit, and she gasped again, louder. "Oh," she murmured. "Yeah . . ."

Meredith leaned back on her elbows, spreading her knees wide and staring up into the sky as Jeff ate her. His lips and tongue felt unexpectedly good on her pussy. Some guys did it great—she remembered a boyfriend named Glenn who would lick for her hours—but most girls did it better. Cleo, who worked with her at the store part-time, once got her off in two minutes in the women's restroom during a break. That had been exciting, like living in a women's prison like Orange is the New Black.

But Jeff's tongue inside her? That was a whole new level of fun.

Sure, she'd thought about him a lot over the years. Especially as he grew out of the dorky, awkward, teenage phase. She'd looked for glimpses of his chest, his legs, and his cock whenever she could. She'd wondered if he'd ever get up the courage to make a move. But if he didn't—eh. She had lots of boyfriends and girlfriends to choose from.

Now she only wanted to feel his cock inside her.

"Oh fuck, Jeffrey." Meredith moaned, planting her hands on his neck. "Where did you . . . how did you . . . who taught you . . . ohhh . . .?"

Jeff grinned. Veronica. She was in his history class, a brunette with nice boobs, and they'd sat next to each other from the first day. She wouldn't let him fuck her for some reason, but she had no problem sucking his dick and letting him suck her pussy for hours at a time. He'd learned a lot about making a woman cum.

"Ohhh . . ." Meredith moaned. "Okay, okay, right there, Jeff, right—there!"

Jeff rubbed his fingers at Meredith's clit as she came. She rocked her legs from side to side, groaning in orgasmic ecstasy. Jeff squeezed her thighs, then sat back, his cock pulsing.

Jeff kneeled between her legs, his hands on her thighs, his cock jutting forward. "You ready? Is this okay?"

"What are you asking for?" Meredith laughed. "Yeah, stick that cock in me. Give me that dick. Send it—oh!" She grunted as Jeff slammed his cock deep. "Like that! Yes, just like that. Just . . . like . . . that . . ."

"Yeah." Jeff pushed his cock into Meredith's pussy, the way he'd been dreaming of for months. "Yeah."

Their bodies squirmed together. Meredith panted. Jeff grunted. His cock was deep and throbbing. Meredith's tits bounced as he rocked back and forth. Finally, Jeff thought. Finally . . .

For a moment he flashed back to the first time he'd seen Meredith in a bikini. Young, slim, coming out of her bedroom with a blond friend. "What?" Meredith laughed. "Don't worry about him, Steph. He's just my new brother. Jeffrey"

Steph winked. She wore a tight yellow one-piece suit. "Hi, Jeff."

"Uh, hi." He backed away, nervous. His cock surged. "How you doing?"

Steph laughed. "We're fine." She stroked Meredith's shoulder. "Right? Let's go swimming."

Jeff rushed into his bedroom to jerk off.

Now he didn't have to jerk off. He had his cock deep inside Meredith's pussy, and he didn't care about anything or anyone else. Just his dick, and his stepsister's tight pussy.

In and out, back and forth—Jeff slammed his cock as deep as he could into Meredith's hot hole. Meredith squirmed beneath him. She lifted her legs around Jeff's hips, and her tits bounced as she moaned with each hard thrust.

"Yeah," Jeff groaned. "Yeah, yeah, yeah . . ."

"Yeah." Meredith closed her eyes. "Fuck me, Jeff. Like you always wanted to. Uh, uh, uh . . ." She reached up to clutch his shoulders. "Do it. Do it! Oh yeah!"

Meredith came, gasping, her pussy clenching around Jeff's hard cock, and then Jeff came too, pumping his cum deep inside her, his body trembling. His cock shuddered with each pulse of cum. He bent down to kiss Meredith on the lips.

"Mmm . . ." Meredith moaned. "You shouldn't really kiss me like that. But . . ." She pressed her lips to his. "It's okay, I guess."

"Yeah." They kissed some more, until Jeff rolled away and let his dick slip out of Meredith's pussy.

They laid next to each other, naked, catching their breath. Jeff stroked Meredith's thigh. "That was great."

"Yeah." She rolled over, gazing at Jeff's naked body, and the cum still dripping from his dick. "So what now?"

"Uh . . ." He laughed. "We do it again. All the time. Day and night. Just make sure the folks don't find out."

"My mom can't ever find out." She ran a hand up and down his leg. "But yeah . . . we can do this again."

"Great." Jeff reached out to fondle her boob. "Right now?"

Meredith giggled and sat up. "Give a girl a minute." She reached for her phone. "Steph? Yeah, it's me. I can't go out tonight. I'll tell you later. Bye."

Jeff grinned. His cock was already getting hard again. Thinking of Meredith, again.

And Meredith's mom Josie.

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