Deep Thoughts Ch. 05

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Girlfriend comes to visit the siblings.
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Part 5 of the 6 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 07/15/2005
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Growing up, Cindee was Sandy's best friend. She always seemed to have a smile for Ben when she came to the house and Ben kind of just grew up knowing her. It never crossed Ben's mind that she could be lonely, or that she might like Him.

She certainly took Ben by surprise when they went for a walk that summer's evening along the river. Sandy had stood her up for some guy and Ben was hanging out in the garden when she came around, obviously at a loose end. She suggested they walk a way and enjoy the evening.

When the rain started they sheltered under a huge oak tree that bent over and leaned towards the river. At some point while they laughed about the rain their eyes met and the laughter stopped. Ben instantly sensed that they were going to kiss and in that moment Cindee changed into the beautiful girl she was but Ben had never noticed. To this day he remembered the surprise and delightful excitement as they kissed, hugged and giggled under that old tree.

When the rain abated they continued their walk, now holding hands and talking a little less. He didn't ask where they were going when she led Ben away from the path and into a small wood. An hour later his hands knew more about a woman's body than they had, his body knew more about a woman's hands than it did, and Ben was no longer a virgin. When he kissed her goodnight at her door that night he was about to ask her when they could go out again but she guessed and put her finger to his lips.

"It was a moment." She smiled softly. "A wonderful, beautiful, moment, let's leave it at that and not screw it up by getting involved."

They shared some secret smiles over the next few years, before Cindee left to work in Seattle, but the moment was never repeated. It was also never forgotten.

Sandy was electric with excitement when Ben came home from work. Sandy hadn't seen Cindee for years but she eventually tracked her old friend down through some family that still lived back home. When Ben was told by his excited sibling that her old friend was coming to visit he couldn't help but smile to himself and remember "the moment". Sandy didn't know of his brief affair with her friend, and now that Sandy and Ben were lovers the situation was really going to be interesting.

"When is she coming?" He asked.

Suddenly someone's hands were placed over his eyes from behind. "Don't turn around yet." She whispered in Ben's ear. "Make a wish. Hey, you never know, I might've brought some luck with me."

Ben made a wish. It wasn't hard to come up with one. Then he turned to see her. "Hi." The familiar smile beamed at Ben and they fell into a hug.

The years had been kind to Cindee. As she moved gently in front of Ben, taking his hand and smiling, he saw a woman in the prime of her life and comfortable with herself. Her hair was a little shorter now and swept back from her face in waves of natural sheen. Turning, her hair moved like a calm sea echoing a moonlit night. Her face was round and cheerful with a beautifully shaped sensual mouth that somehow managed to look even more enticing when she narrowed her eyes and grinned. She had the greenest eyes he had ever seen. Cindee's eyes whispered. Her eyebrows tilted slightly and gave her face an overall mixture of natural sex appeal and elfin mischief. Her whole body had its own divine arithmetic that was an absolute in femininity.

She was wearing a short-sleeved cotton dress that featured bunches of fabric around the shoulders and hem line. It was predominantly white with seemingly random brush strokes of pastel shades merging into the cloth like a water-color painting left out in the rain. Ben thought back to a moment when he was lucky to have her as his first lover, and couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to repeat the experience now.

They small-talked about Sandy and her ex-husband, Cindee's job, Ben's job, their current lack of partners in general everything really, except "the moment".

They talked into the night until Sandy said she was tiered and going to bed. She made the bed into a bed for Cindee, and then went into her room-the room that was hers before she and Ben had become lovers, she was uncomfortable, but knew it was the right thing to do while her friend was here.

Ben, too, went into his room. Never had he been so lonesome in a house full of women. He longed for Cindee. Funny, he thought, no other woman had had this effect on him; he loved Sandy, loved her as more than a sister-as a lover, a soul mate, but he had a special love for Cindee. Ben paced his room wondering if he should dare go to Cindee. Then she was there, across the room from Ben, smiling. He walked towards her and they met in the center of the floor, coming together comfortably in each other's arms.

"Nice to see you again." He whispered. Her head nodded as she laid her cheek against the top of his chest.

Cindee sighed against Ben and he could feel the contentment she was radiating. "It's so good to feel close to you again. It's been too long."

"I knew you'd come." Ben said.

"I didn't."

He wanted to touch her, but couldn't, not yet. "I'm glad you're here though."

"Me too." Her eyes touched Ben. "I'm hoping you'd like to go for a walk."

He nodded, now certain of where they were headed, he willed himself to relax and enjoy the moment. As far as relaxing went though, he failed; his will wasn't strong enough for the tension that was webbing the space between them.

"You remember the last time we walked together?" Cindee asked wistfully as they meandered down to the beach.

"Not something I'm likely to forget." He hadn't forgotten in the seven years that separated Ben from his virginity. "I was lucky. Not everyone's first time was such a great experience. It was a very special moment."

Cindee stared straight ahead as she answered. "You weren't the only lucky one that day. I was having a tough time with things at home. I needed a comforting hand. You were wonderful. I wished that had been my first time. But you're right, it was very special. I've never forgotten what it meant to me." She sniffed a little laugh. "And you were good."

She told Ben about her life in Seattle, how she enjoyed it but missed something about the small town that they grew up in, something that nagged at her more as the years went by. As they approached the beach he was kind of expecting the years to peel away and leave them back as they were that first time but nothing like that happened. It was just the two of them, in the present, both knowing and enjoying every minute of the tension. This time there was no rain when they got to the beach but as she got to the water and turned to face Ben he fell into her arms, feeling a familiar body wrap around him as their lips met in passion for the first time in too long.

She tasted sweet, and just downright sensual. Her tongue was already looking for Ben's as his lips opened and his fingers spread amongst her luxurious hair. It was a kiss like a sigh as some of the tension between them abated. She smiled as their lips parted, her eyes shining and her hands holding on tight.

He couldn't help but point out, "You said it was a moment and that we should leave it alone."

"It was, and we are." She lifted her hand to his cheek and let her fingers run down around his chin. "This is a new moment."

This time there was no surprise as she pulled on his hand and led Ben away from the water's edge. "Have you wondered as many times as I have, what might've happened if I hadn't made that stupid comment about leaving the moment alone?"

He nodded, smiling at the thought of how many times he had thought exactly that. "I don't know what I was thinking." She said wistfully as they ducked under the stilts of a life guard station. "I guess I thought you were older than me, more mature, too old – which was ridiculous . . . maybe it was something to do with you being my friend's brother. I don't know. But hey," she squeezed his hand, "I sure regret that I didn't make more of it."

"In some ways I couldn't believe you just let me go." She continued. "I so wanted you to ask me, take me somewhere, find out if we had something. But you were too good weren't you? You were the one boy who respected me back then. You never tried to go against me. And I'll bet you wanted to!"

"Yes," He mused as she pulled on his hand, "I wanted to, a lot." He nodded and took her other hand so they were facing each other.

"It's nice to be here." She smiled and came closer.

All those years before he was the inexperienced partner, anxious and fumbling with her body, getting on top and "doing it". He knew she'd climaxed, but as time moved on he became aware that it was luck that she did, nothing to do with his skill as a lover. This time he felt mature, but the excitement was the same.

However tense the moment was with their anticipation, there seemed no rush this time. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, letting his hands wander over the cotton of her dress and down to hold her rounded bottom in his hands. She moved against Ben to feel his hardness against her thigh. He pushed back and rubbed a little against her so she was in no doubt about his excitement.

As he felt her hands grasp him and pull him even harder into her he brought one of his own hands up to cup her breast through the tight fabric of her dress. he could feel that she was wearing a bra but as he pushed harder with the rhythm of our kisses he felt her nipple harden enough so he could concentrate on it alone for a few moments through the layers of material. As he pressed and pulled at her, she lifted her leg to clamp Ben with her thigh and ran her hands urgently over the sides of his chest.

As they separated a little he pulled at the buttons on the front of her dress and eased his hand inside to cup her wonderful breast, still restrained by her bra. At the same time Cindee let one of her own hands slide between us and begin massaging his hard on through his pants. As she rubbed and tugged hard he could already feel the sensation of pre-cum as it oozed from the end of his cock and created a wet patch on his underwear. Urged on by her massage, he slipped my fingers inside her bra and pulled out her breast, feeling it pushed up and out, the nipple red, erect and begging for his mouth to clamp over it.

He stooped to lick her first, then, as she gasped with pleasure, he took the nipple between his lips and sucked gently. Her hand lost its way playing with his cock as she closed her eyes and enjoyed his tongue and lips as they sucked, licked and teased her. He brought my hand to direct her even more upwards for his mouth and squeezed her breast into his mouth again and again.

"Oh God," she breathed into his ear, "you have no idea who good that feels."

He came up to face her and smiled. As she restarted her attentions on his throbbing cock he said softly, "Yes I do." Then he kissed her again, as deep and long as he had kissed anyone.

As the urgency of their kisses subsided a little he started to pull her dress up and eased himself slowly downward to kneel in front of her. As his eyes arrived at her waist level he pulled the hem of her dress over her hips to reveal a plain white g-string that was fighting hard to cover what was already an excited pussy. He paused to look at his prize as Cindee stood, waiting for Ben and brushing his cheek with her fingertips.

He thought about simply pulling the panties aside but when Cindee reached down and took hold of her dress to stop it falling over my head he grasped the sides of her g-string and pulled them down the length of her legs and over her shoes. Once they were discarded he had a beautiful view of her neatly trimmed pussy, her lips peeking out, looking silky-wet, flushed, and in need of some attention. Ben eased his head forward, extended his tongue so that its very tip could start to explore her swelling lips. As he lapped gently at her there was no doubting her arousal as her juice easily slid off her lips to coat his tongue.

Enjoying his first taste of Cindee's pussy, Ben licked at her for several minutes and let his hand pull and caress on her ass cheeks as he nuzzled hard into her sex, enjoying the smell, flavor and sight of her. As her excitement started to grow again she lifted her left leg and leaned it against a tree, opening her lips and allowing Ben better access to that sweet pussy of hers. He brought my hand slowly up the inside of her thigh, not stopping as he got to her lips and pushed his index finger deep into her silky warmth. Cindee gasped loudly and brought her hand to hold his head in encouragement.

As he slid his finger in and out of her, his palm easing along her thigh all the time, he continued to taste and tease her with his tongue. Every little while he brought his other hand up to take hold of her swollen clit and gently eases it further towards his tongue with a slight twisting motion of his thumb and forefinger. Each time he did that he felt her squirm and smiled to himself, knowing she was close to the edge already. When he added a second finger to penetrate her and started to concentrate his licking on the end of her pleasure bud, there was no holding her back. As he felt her leg stiffen against his hand and her breathing become a series of short pants he began delivering long, slow, licks up and down her pussy while his fingers slowly slid in and out, always ending with a flick at her clit with the tip of his tongue.

She seemed to be tensing up and gasping, "Oh God" over and over for almost a minute before the moment took her. "Oh my God." She said louder as her thighs clamped around his head and she quivered.

He pushed his tongue harder against her clit now, feeling her release in some extra wetness this time as she started to collapse. There was nothing more than a tiny squeak coming from her throat as she stretched herself up first and then literally fell down onto his fingers and face with her shattering orgasm, splattering all around Ben with her juices as she pressed onto his tongue and prolonged the climax.

"Wow, she panted. Wish I'd known you could do that a few years ago!"

He continued to lick all around her pussy as she regained some composure, bracing the thigh of the leg that was against one of the stilt legs of the life guard shack with one hand and caressing the soft skin of her bottom with the other.

When he felt she had her strength back, he stopped licking her, stood up and faced her. He was smiling broadly and she was still catching her breath. "Oh my," she breathed, "you have grown up! If you'd done that seven years ago, we might never have made it out of there!"

As they kissed her hands split their assignments to hold his face close to hers and seek the bulge in his pants. It wasn't hard to find and once she had, it felt like she wasn't going to let go anytime soon. At the same time he managed to slip his hand down the back of her dress and unclasp her bra. As it fell away he held her breasts in turn, feeling her nipples as hard as any he'd ever handled.

Breaking away from their kiss, she continued to hold Ben through his pants but got down on her knees in front of him. She made short work of his zipper and belt, springing Ben free into the fresh evening air. Next she hungrily pulled away his pants and underwear, before wrapping her hand around Ben's penis and licking the head of his hard on with slow, long, strokes of her tongue.

"I'd forgotten what a nice cock you had." She smiled up to Ben, continuing to hold him tight and lick him.

He looked down as she started to run her tongue around the rim of his cock and pump Ben with her hand. There was no urgency in her movements, but he sure felt some extra blood heading to the scene as she worked Ben like an expert. Cindee took care to make sure that all of his cock got plenty of attention from her tongue and lips as she licked and sucked on him as she started to pop the head of his cock into her mouth. Her strokes lengthened as she pumped and twisted her hand around Ben and her saliva started to trail down the length of his shaft.

By now his eyes had closed and he was breathing deeply, an involuntary reaction to the pleasure as he was enjoying the awesome sight of Cindee's head and hands working Ben. As he opened his eyes to get another look at her, he felt her hand come up to his balls, wander around them and then take a nice tight hold as she continued to stroke him. She looked up at Ben now, smiling with her shining green eyes, knowing only too well he was helpless in her mouth. She was lightly holding his erection and running her tongue up and down his length while she squeezed and pulled on his balls. Looking down at her now, he thought, "she's right, we have grown up."

"How are you doing baby?" She asked. "Do you like some more of this?"

He could only nod. Some moments never leave you and so many times he'd thought of their last encounter and what it might have been like if they'd known a little more about what they were doing. Now he knew . . .

There were no more words required as she went back to her task, agonizingly slow but wonderfully drawn-out. There was always something moving, her hands, her mouth, whenever one stopped to concentrate on one pleasure spot the other continued the mission of his pleasure. She massaged his balls deeply while she licked the rim of his cock. She ran her hand lightly up and down Ben's shaft while she sucked at the base of his cock and she took a firm hold of him as she took most of his cock in her mouth and slowly drew her lips off him. It was while she was doing this that he knew there was no more holding back.

Ben had never felt quite as helpless in sex as he did at that moment. Cindee had surprised him with her technique and in the incredible heat of the moment and he knew he was seconds from cumming fast and furious. She knew too, but it didn't deter her from keeping her mouth moving along him, pumping slowly with her hand and massaging his balls with her other hand. As her mouth closed over him again and started its slow journey along his shaft, he felt the orgasm start. She flicked at the side of his balls with her finger, sensing he was there and wanting only the best from him. As her lips slipped off the tip of my cock she got everything he had.

His cock jumped in her light grip and spurted furiously at her, throwing three streams of hot white cum at her mouth before she moved forward again and took him back in her mouth. Cindee sucked hard on the head of his cock and gently worked the shaft and he could only let her expertise wash over him in a huge wave of pleasure. Once inside again He continued to cum and the next few spasms of cum shot straight into her mouth.

As she eased away from him, licking her lips, he let himself sit on the ground next to her, drained from the climax. "So, was that a moment too?"

Cindee smiled, leaning over to kiss him. "Yes, it was another wonderful moment." "Will this one be repeated?" He grinned, pants at his ankles and still hard and proud. "Probably not." She considered. "This was a moment in its own right. Doesn't mean there won't be another moment though. Or lots of them."

As she leaned forward and took him into her hand again he wondered how far away it would be. When he felt her dig between his thighs and start to fondle his balls again he realized she didn't want to wait as long as last time. She kissed Ben urgently and then slipped over to sit next to him.

As they sat there on the beach, Cindee was idly playing with his cock as they talked, almost as though we were deliberately letting the tension rise a little again. It was almost ten minutes since Ben came and the world was starting to appear normal again after the kaleidoscopic sensations of their coupling. He had his arm around her and had managed to free her breasts from her dress so he could stoop to suck on her nipples every now and again while she looked down at his swelling head, pulled and stretched the skin hard over his cock head.

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