Housesitting Day 0: Chapter 1: Blowjob Wake Up (Edited)

This complete story revolves around a lot of sexual themes that may be offensive to some readers. I don’t mean to offend anyone, so please read the themes and introductions before reading the chapter. If it doesn’t sound like a story to get you horny and cumming, I won”t be offended if you stop reading. Everyone else, ENJOY!

Day 0: Prologue: The Day Before

Chapter 1: Blowjob Wake Up

I gave the little, brunette a good look up and down her slim, sexy body. From head to toe, this girl was damn fine. I kept trying to keep my eyes on somewhere safe like the straight, dark hair that fell down to her shoulders, but my eyes kept getting drawn down to the creamy skin of her overexposed legs. I knew it was wrong to look, but I couldn’t help noticing how little her beautiful, long legs were covered by her sexy, short skirt. The rest of her scantily assemble outfit consist of a pair of open-toed sandals and a fancy top that really accentuated her breasts. I could also tell she wasn’t wearing a bra and feared she wasn’t wearing any panties either. I was wickedly tempted to try my luck with this gorgeous vixen, especially considering the lucky sex streak I’d been on all that day. It was only 6 pm and I’d already gotten off five times with five different women, and my rock hard cock was still aching for more.

The girl was clearly nervous about the night to come as she fidgeted in her seat. Again, taking my eyes off the road, I took in the sexy sight of the girl’s legs as they slowly opened and closed with her uneasiness. As I watched her legs drift open and then close, a desperate urge was building in my loins. I knew I could make the sexy chick in the passenger seat cum number six of the day, but I also knew how much I shouldn’t.

Because of what my girlfriend, Madison, had done to me that afternoon, I was so incredibly horny and my dick was so painfully hard that now I couldn’t resist fantasizing about fucking my own scantily dressed, teenage sister as I snuck glances at her beside me, and on top of that, I feared I might do much more than fantasize. Again, her soft luscious legs slid slowly apart and again my cock gave another hard twitch in my jeans. God help me, I’m gonna fuck my little sister tonight and it’s gonna be all my girlfriend’s fault…Well, mostly.

But first, I should start at the beginning. It all started with a wonderfully familiar sensation on my cock when I awoke that morning.

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I awoke that morning to the unmistakable sensation of a small, warm hand running its fingers along the shaft of my penis. I had been in a half-sleepy state for a while since I had actually woken up half an hour before with the need to pee. I hadn’t gotten up because I didn’t want to open my eyes, let alone get out of bed, plus it hadn’t been urgent yet.

As usual, I had woken up with a huge slab of morning wood; however, unlike most days, I now felt the small, soft hand brushing up and down its length. At first, I thought I had fallen back asleep and was dreaming the sensation on my hard cock, but that thought went away as my senses slowly and thickly came back to me.

I’m not overly well endowed but I’d like to say that I’ve at least got a nice package on me. Erect, it’s about 8 inches long, but the main attraction is it’s girth. My cock’s got a good weight to it that shocked and occasionally frightened most girls that have had the pleasure of seeing it. Also, I was a shower, not a grower, so even flaccid my cock looked large. This of course meant that any tight fitting clothes below the belt couldn’t hide the package beneath. Okay, maybe I was well endowed but I never thought of myself that way. That day, with my frighteningly big erection twitching and throbbing, the small hand didn’t shy away. If anything, it was getting more curious as it moved up and down the thick slab of man cock.

Besides having a lean, toned quarterback’s physique (because I had been one, go figure), my main talent when it came to sex was the amount of cum my balls could produce. Even though it was more for my pleasure than any girl’s, there was nothing like the sight of one of my massive loads of cum hosing down an eagerly awaiting cumslut. When properly “coaxed”, I had the ability to produce the biggest cum blast I’ve ever seen, and that was including all the porn I’d watched. I just couldn’t get enough of seeing girls’ reactions after a good blowjob when I pulled out at the last second and let fly all over their pretty faces. The words expressed afterwards were usually along the lines of “Oh my God! Look at all this cum! I’m fucking drenched!”. Even with the thickness of my rod, my biggest source of pride is the amount of semen my cock can spit out of its bulbous, purple head.

Anyways, back to what I was feeling that morning.

The night before I had decided to stay over at my friend’s house because I had drank a little too much and didn’t want to drink and drive (Mike and I had been playing video games with a 12-pack of beer). When I had gotten tired enough, I had made my way to Mike’s brother’s room to crash since his brother had already left for summer camp. With my head buzzing, I had stripped down and flopped on the bed with the intention of covering myself with the blanket but my body had never made it that far. As soon as my head had hit the pillow, I had been out.

Without opening my eyes, I knew I had passed out in the nude but what I didn’t know was who was lightly caressing my twitching and very hard cock.