I was becoming a damn stalkear or crazy.
My father had been dating a woman ten years older than him for just over a year. On this vacation they called me to stay with them and so meet Maggie's daughter.
I had never seen her but the moment I laid eyes on her I knew I needed to taste her taste.
Kind of crazy right? Yeah, I know.
I followed her to every possible corner and we even went to a party where between drinks we ended up kissing.
For me it was like going to heaven, for her I don't know. I got a slap in the face and a knee in the Netherlands as we walked away.
From that day on, she avoided me but always managed to take a cone, a peck here or discreetly pass my hand on her thigh. Maybe not so discreetly since she was giving me death glares with those pretty green eyes.
I was obsessed and now I was doing something that would earn me good slaps or a jail cell.
As a teenager in puberty I took the bathroom key and hid it. Childish I know, but I wouldn't miss the opportunity that was happening right now.
Natasha was in the shower!
Bathing!
Naked!
Genius, dressed would not be.
She was washing her hair with her back to the door, even under the cloudy glass I could see her curves.
The water running down her body made me want to lick every drop.
I felt my little friend get up inside the prison of my underwear and I even wanted to take him out of there and pet him but I held back.
Natasha hummed a low song in Spanish that should have a sensual beat as she swayed sometimes.
As soon as he finished removing the shampoo from his hair, he began to apply the conditioner and massage the strands.
I wanted those hands to massage another place...
I heard footsteps in the hallway and to hide I went into the bathroom and accidentally slammed the door.
I closed my eyes and groaned internally.
Natasha gave a startled little cry and I opened my eyes in time to see her cover herself with the towel. As soon as our eyes met, his face took on a rosy tinge of anger and I was almost embarrassed to be peeking.
Almost...
A knock on the door startled me and I jumped away as if being close would burn me. And I didn't doubt that I could.
I ended up stopping in front of Natasha who still didn't say anything.
Toc toc.
- Daughter?
- Yes? - Natasha answered her mother without breaking our eye contact.
I loved it when we were so close, I could see that her eyes besides green had brown flecks and sparkled more than emeralds.
Her hair was dripping onto the floor but she didn't seem to mind.
- Me and Helton are going out to dinner. Don't wait for us tonight, okay?
I lifted my hand and started stroking her face lightly, she let out a sigh as we continued to look at each other and seemed to forget that her mother was on the other side and had just asked a question.
- Natasha? How are you? - Her mother knocked on the door and Natasha shouted her confirmation.
As soon as I heard Maggie's footsteps leaving the hallway, I pulled Natasha around the waist and pressed our lips together.
First it was just a touch but soon she took the initiative kissing me furiously.
Natasha grabs my hair and then I make her take a few steps back leaning her against the wall near the stall.
She moans into my lips as I make an exploration of her mouth and bite her bottom lip.
I press my cock against her abdomen and move my hand down to her ass and squeeze it hard, cupping her flesh in my palm and when I try to pull the towel away...
- Not! - she screams.
In a quick movement, he grabs my wrists and, like a wildcat, spins us around and puts me in place, slamming me against the wall brutally, I'm impressed with his strength.
Our breaths are panting and we look at each other in silence.
She looks at me with her eyes on me, looking like she's trying to figure out what happened.
She walks away from me and goes to the door.
- Never do that again. - she says before leaving and leaving me alone trying to understand what I did wrong.
***
I knocked on Natasha's bedroom door and as soon as I got her confirmation I went inside.
- Hi. - I said as soon as I entered.
Natasha was lying on the bed fiddling with her cell phone. She wore a pale pink topper and blue shorts that didn't seem to cover anything.
- Oh shit, what do you want? she asked irritably.
- Look Natasha, I've been thinking... and I feel really, really bad for invading your privacy today when you were in the shower. She sat up and arched an eyebrow.
- Serious?
- Seriously, I really feel bad about it and I thought it might be a good idea to apologize...
- Hurry up please. - she asked impatiently.
- So to express how sorry I am - I ignored what she said - I came here in peace to offer you a massage. - I showed the bottle of moisturizing cream I brought with me.
- Want to give me a massage? - She made a face.
- Yes let's go. I don't have the money to pay you for a spa so...
- Is this a plan to kiss me again? - she was suspicious.
Good girl.
- Not! No. No. It's just a Natasha massage. - I raised my hands in surrender.
- I don't think I have anything to do. - She took the cell phone and moved something and then threw it in a corner. "No tricks," she warned and lay down on her stomach using her arms for support. - I'll accept because you've been acting like an idiot. You're lucky I didn't tell your dad about your flirting behavior with your sister.
Half sister. I wanted to fix it there.
- You can relax.
I got down on my knees on his bed near his thighs.
- I'll lift it up just a little bit, okay?
- Hurum.
I lifted her topper almost to her shoulders exposing her rose tattoo on her back. I dabbed some cream on my hands and started massaging his back. Her skin was so soft and warm that now I didn't want to take my hands off of her.
- Relax. - I said feeling his muscles tense.
- I'm.
I dropped my hands to her hips where I started to squeeze. Natasha let out a shuddering sigh of pleasure.
- God... - she sighed - You do this very well.
I lowered her shorts a little and started to massage her ass, squeezing her flesh profusely.
- Hey! Don't go from there anymore. - warned me.
- No. You're very tense.
- Is my ass tense?
- I want to kiss that ass. - I let it out loudly.
- Don't say those perv things. You are not enjoying my body at all.
- And it's torture. - I took my hands up to go back to massaging his back and shoulders. I dabbed some more cream on my hands and began to massage her thighs.
Natasha let out little moans of pleasure and that just made me excited.
- You're behaving very well.
- You make me feel bad about it. - I told her.
- That's why? It's just that you're always hitting on me.
- It's just that you're so beautiful that it's hard to resist.
We were having a light and fun conversation that I enjoyed very much.
I reached my hands up inside his shorts and massaged his ass. Unable to tell me I ran a finger over her intimacy and realized I wasn't the only one excited about it all.
- What you doing? - she asks and moves a little restlessly.
- I said. I want you to feel good.
- Oh yeah. I feel very good.
- So relax.
Inside your shorts I started to caress the sides of your body and your spine. In one quick move I pulled her shorts and panties down to her knees.
"Oh my... You just..." She brought her hands back.
- I had to take it off. It's all right. - I reassured her. I smeared more cream on my hands and turned my attention to her ass.
- Hell Steve. No tricks, I told you.
Now without the shorts I could have the wonderful view of her pussy that glistened with her wetness and it made me harder.
I went up the massage hourly on her back and hourly down her thighs but always stopping and giving more attention to her ass where I took the opportunity to run my hand over her pussy.
- It's to make it easier. - I said as I took her shorts off her knees and threw them to any corner of the room.
- What time will our parents return?
- They said maybe they wouldn't come back so soon.
That had helped my decision to look for her here.
Her breathing became more labored as I let go of any modesty and began to work on her clit.
I started stroking her clit as she moaned and wiggled for more contact.
- Oh my gosh! Why am I letting you do this? she asked to herself and I had the urge to say that it's because she wanted this as much as I did.
I sped up when she started twitching with just my finger on her clit.
- Do you want me to stop?
- No Steve, finish the massage.
I ran my finger over her opening and turned her to face me. She quickly braced her feet on the bed with her knees raised and I stuck two fingers in her.
- Steve! - Shit, my name sounded wonderful in her mouth when she was this turned on with her face flushed and her eyes filled with lust.
She lifted the topper exposing her beautiful breasts and began massaging them with her hands and squeezing the tips with her fingers.
- Steve, you're gonna make me come like this.
I placed a third finger fucking her hard.
- What are you doing to me?
- Just a massage to make you feel good. You are so wet. - I said almost dazzled. - Damn, I have...
I took my fingers out of her and put my cock out and immersed myself in her heat. Before she voiced any protest I leaned in and kissed her.
- Steve.
She moaned my name into my mouth as I thrust into her like an animal. I took her right leg and brought it up to my shoulder as I pulled away from her mouth.
Coming out of her I lowered her leg and turned her putting her on all fours soon digging myself inside her again.
I felt her grip around me get worse or better and felt her come hard, with me inside her screaming my name. I slapped her ass and she moaned in surrender, I noticed the imprint of my fingers and gave her another slap. Then I took one of her hands and took her back, pinning her to her back as I felt my release arrive.
I hit her harder and she swayed at me.
I felt the anger in the head of my cock and I moaned chokingly as I began to come inside her.
- Oh my god, I'm feeling... Steve! What was there?
- Nothing Baby.
I moved for a few more minutes after I finished cum feeling like I was going to heaven for having sex with Natasha.
- My God! Did you come inside me?
I got out of her and I watched with satisfaction as my cum came out of her but she didn't look happy.
- I do not believe.
She reached up to the pussy and ran a finger over the opening and sat up in a daze.
- You fool! You came inside me.
I tried to lean over to give her a kiss but she slapped my arm away.
- Get out of here, you stupid bastard.
Why was she so angry? She probably takes some kind of prevention isn't it? IT IS NOT??