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Sonya

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Sonya by This experience occurred when I was a young, 16 years old. You know, that's the age when you're growing up faster than you can learn to handle it, as it were. My family used to stay at a cottage on the shore during the summers. That particular year, a friend of my older sister stayed with us for a couple of weeks. Her name was Sonya and I had had a secret crush on her for quite a long time. She was 18yo, 5'3", 95lbs, long blonde hair, hazel eyes, and perfectly proportioned. Always happy, Sonya could light up a sunny day. Well, one day during her stay, while my sister was off at her part time job (at The Breakfast Stop, no less!) the rest of my family went off on the sort of day trip a 16yo, like I was, just wouldn't be interested in. You know, the "Wild West Amusement Park" kind of thing, Disneyland wannabe. Sonya had decided the night before to sleep late while my sister was at work. I was in the habit of sleeping until noon but not this morning. It had been a warm night before. I got up around 9:00am and, on my way to the kitchen, I walked passed the room that Sonya was staying in (which was my room). The door was open, about a quarter-way. The sun was coming in through the window and shining right onto her lovely, almost naked body. She was still asleep, lying on her back. The covers were off. Her legs were somewhat spread apart and I saw that her right hand was between her legs. Her fingers, motionless, were tucked inside the band of her slightly twisted panties. Naturally, I stopped in my tracks, awestruck. I didn't know what to do. I may have felt guilty looking at her. I also felt very aroused. I was very quiet as I tip-toed back to the sitting room (where I had been sleeping, during her visit). Halfway down the hall, I thought I heard her stir. I remember thinking that it was a good thing she didn't catch me looking at her, as if she was some Sleeping Beauty ... one with her hand between her legs! There was no door into the sitting room at the end of the carpeted hall. I lay down on the pull out. I was as horny as a 16yo can be, and as hard. My cock was popping out of my shorts. I tried to move it back in but when I touched it I couldn't stop. I took my shorts off instead and clumsily started to jerk myself off. It was then that I heard her giggle. I looked up, mortified beyond description. At first, I couldn't move. Just as I was about to reach for something to cover up with, she stepped towards me. Looking at me with eyes that said both "I caught you." and "Wow! You look great!", she said, aloud, "Don't worry about it. Everybody does it." That's when I remembered, again, where her hand was when I saw her a few moments before. "You saw me, didn't you?" she asked. "Now, I see you." She stepped further into the room, to where she was standing over me. I was still lying on the pull out, my cock sticking up. As the blush left my face, she sat down in a chair directly across from me, taking off her top, then her panties. She asked, "Can we do it together?" I thought she meant something else, but then she put her hand between her legs and started rubbing. She stopped, looking into my eyes and said, "Well?" I never said a word. I took my cock in my hand again and began stroking. It was humid and my hand did not slide well. I was very clumsy. She cooed then said, "Stay right there. I'll be right back." Sonya returned, tip-toeing, naked, her pert tits, nipples hard, bouncing as she placed her travel bag onto the floor next to her chair. She fished around a bit then pulled out a bottle of lotion. We traded glances as she got up, came over and sat next to me on the pull out. She poured some lotion into her hand. She then placed her oiled hand around the tip of my cock and said, "Now, tell me, isn't this better?" I arched and smiled a nod. "Here," she said, as she poured some lotion into my hand. She sat back down in her chair and watched as I started to stroke myself. Suddenly, the feeling of the lotion changed everything and I went at it with abandon. I caught glimpses of Sonya watching me, stretching her body in sexual rhythms, her face expressing the same abandon that I was feeling. I didn't last very long. I came very hard. In fact some of it actually hit my neck. I spurted no less than five big ones. I saw Sonya wriggling in the chair. My cock was still twitching when she came back over to me and kissed me deeply. She licked my cum off of my neck, my chest, and stomach. She then took my cock into her hand as she straddled me and placed it into her. I was still very much able to continue. Well, she fucked me. My cock became a part of her. I could feel her fingers as she rubbed her clit while she rode me. Only when I had cum inside of her, did she rest. She bent down and hugged me. I was still twitching inside of her. I kissed her, gently. Still panting for breath, she said, "We must never tell anyone. We must always act as if this never happened." I could only nod, as I stroked her hair. She went back home two days later. Basically, we avoided each other for those two days, apart from trading a secret glance or two. But, no one seemed to notice anything. Before, Sonya left she caught me alone and said, "I just want to tell you how much I enjoyed the other day. But, it would upset my friendship with your sister if we were to be seeing each other." I knew she was right that my sister wouldn't like the idea of her younger brother encroaching upon her circle of friends, never mind my sexual encounter with her best friend! Well, then, Sonya reached into her travel bag and pulled out the bottle of lotion. "Here, take this. And, think of us." At the end of the summer, when I and my folks returned home, I found Sonya and managed to speak privately with her, but just for a moment. Somewhere in my 16yo head I got up the courage to give her back her bottle of lotion. It was empty. I said, simply, "Can I have some more?" She let out a little giggle, we traded knowing glances, and then she whispered, "Love to."