" Cindy said."I don't know. I don't really know what a blow job is," I told her.We got to our bus stop, got off and walked towards my house."Do you wa...nt to ride our bikes to the park and see if we can find Mary Jo and her boyfriend?" I asked."I can't; I have to help my mom do house work today," Cindy replied.When I got home, my brother was at the table eating like he did everyday after school. I took an apple from the refrigerator, sat down and began to eat it."Do girls really do that?" Eddie. “ I would have done the same.” he said “ I mean who wouldn’t? A just turned eighteen year old, drooling for it?”His eyes closed in fantasy, I could see his cock hardening. I reached over, took a firm grip and squeezed. He moaned with pleasure. I let go and straddled him, locking our lips, I tasted lime left over from our shots. His soft lips parted and let my tongue invade his hot mouth. My ass ground slowly on his hard cock, poking gently at my quivering hole, I pressed down slow and let him. " Then she left the room. All day at work my thoughts were of how badly I wanted her. I needed to relieve myself but that just wasn't possible. When the day was over I hurried home. I felt as though my balls would soon explode. All that evening there was no play. She was tired from her days work and wanted to sleep. The next few days were all the same. It had become our morning routine to lotion her, kiss her ass and have her leave. My frustration level was reaching a high I had never. I got up and bent her over on the couch and started to use my tongue on her pussy form behind. But licking it from her clit to her gaping pussy! I then started to flick her anus with my tongue and probe into the salty tightness of her arse. She started to moan again, pushing back. I started to use my fingers on her pussy to lube then up. I then pushed one of my fingers into her arse. It was met with little resistance, in fact she pushed back quite hard. A second finger was called for I.