Susan ... Part 17

Here I am at Angie’s house, naked again. This was by no means planned, well not my plan anyway. Angie and Benji must have been planning this for the past few days though. Evidently I said something to lead Angie to believe that I was on board with not only giving her brother Benji an actual blow job but also in the process of doing so she wants me to give her some instruction as to how to do it!

I confess that a week or so ago I did sort of let Benji stick his cock in my mouth. Well “Let him” isn’t exactly what happened, it was more like I had to either distract him with my hand or mouth or risk him sticking it somewhere a lot more dangerous at the time. I tried to keep it to just the hands but it ended up in my mouth where he came almost immediately; shooting his stuff down my throat before I could react and then in my face, hair and on my chest.

Having walked in on the climax as it were Angie was under the impression I was much more experienced than I really was. Not that I had no experience, just none with boys younger than me exactly. Nor did I have any desire to blow her brother!

I came over as per my arrangement with their dad, to basically hang out and sort of supervise or chaperone the two of them as they really are too old to need a sitter and I am not so much older than they are. Less than three years actually, but evidently this is enough for John, their Dad to feel I could influence their behavior or at least keep them out of trouble.

Little does he realize that when it comes to these two, I have no control or influence. In reality, Angie has about enough potential evidence and pictures of me in compromising positions that I doubt I could really refuse any request she might make if she wanted to use them. I don’t think she is planning anything so malicious but I also know that at this point I’m sort of along for the ride and it isn’t me who is driving.

Speaking of driving, I thought to make some cash so that I might be able to get a car and drive to school my last two years; which is how I ended up meeting Angie and Benji’s dad. He is a very nice and rather successful man who adopted these two teen aged kids. Being that they are close in age and unrelated his concerns are not exactly far off that there could be sexual temptation and thus a need for a chaperone.

It’s just that at this point I seem to be encouraging their exploits rather than curtailing them. Though to be fair, they aren’t actually doing anything to or with each other. Unless you count them either making me do things or suggesting that I do anyway; as I said, these suggestions could have consequences if denied.

Today for example, I am supposed to be here for the purpose of hanging out and maintaining civility until John returns late Saturday or Sunday, so overnight at least one night and perhaps two. I came after school and my brothers are both at my dad’s so we are on our own as it were.

My younger brother Toby very much wants to come over and hang out with Benji; I think he has a bit of a crush on Angie but he has no idea of the current dynamic in this house when I am here. Perhaps if he were here it might be better?

So as I said, I find that Angie is intent on my giving her some pointers on how to pleasure a male orally and she has enlisted her brother Benji of course in this as the subject for me to demonstrate my supposed skills upon. I cannot claim any special knowledge or expertise being pretty inexperienced.

Yes, I have helped Kylie give her dad a blow job but Angie doesn’t have any way of knowing this. She did witness the climax of her brother having shoved his thing down my throat once but I wouldn’t call what happened there a blow job.

I suppose Benji has a very different view there and Angie is under the impression that there was far more enthusiasm and consent on my part than I recall experiencing. However the pictures she snapped show a view that is difficult to explain in light of her vantage point and frankly at this point I guess it is in my nature to go along rather than resist!

Why am I naked you ask? Well, it seems that young pubescent boys tend to produce a lot of semen and have little control as to where it ends up when they ejaculate. All this is a lengthy was to say I don’t really want to get it all over my clothes and risk stains that might be hard to explain.

Therefore I am once again naked. I have actually been naked for one reason or another every time I have visited this house. Not my idea, mind you. Not even once! At no time have I intended to get naked when I left my house to visit Angie and Benji.

They have visited my house a few times and on one occasion I was naked when Angie was there. Benji and Angie both saw me once almost naked as well but it isn't like I’m always naked at home. We have a small pool and a privacy fence where my brothers and I sometimes get to playing games that end up with someone getting a bit exposed.

Still there is a pattern developing here where I am expected to get naked and remain so while in their home, at least as long as their dad is away. This is not something I want or even agree to but I am finding it hard to redirect the attention or intentions of either of these two kids.

I get it, sort of. We are all sexually curious and even a bit frustrated but how did I end up being their plaything?

Sorry, I keep straying into my thoughts and not just telling the story, but to me this is just as big a part of the story, right?

OK, so Angie has decided that today after school, when I am supposed to be chaperoning she and her brother, I should give her brother a blow job while she watches. I have no idea if she is hoping to ask questions and get answers but I’m pretty sure that isn’t part of the usual process. I certainly plan on insisting that there be no cell phones recording the event as I think she has enough pictures of me doing things I’d rather not see on the internet or passed around school campus already, thank you. Blow jobs are also not usually part of chaperoning teens either at least not by the supposed chaperone!

I am not exactly opposed to oral sex. I sort of enjoyed teasing Eddie and getting Kylie to help was something I will get off on again and again I am sure but this is entirely different. For one thing Benji is a little younger than me; actually he is my little brother’s age! Second, I don’t like him that way, I mean he is sort of cute. He has a decent body and he’s even got a nice dick but he’s a little too cocky and sure of himself. Maybe it’s cause his dad has money? Third, If I want to do that with a guy it should be my idea or at least something we agree on, right? Not his sister’s idea; though he sure isn’t protesting!

Anyway, Angie has promised me that she has bought me some new lingerie to replace what was taken several days ago. I thought I was taking off my clothes to try those things on as she made out like I had a couple things to choose from. Now I am naked and have just taken a quick rinse and dried off before trying the new under things only to step out of her attached bath to find we have been joined by Benji who is wearing only a pair of what look to be boxers.

“What is he doing in here”? I ask. Turning back towards the bathroom and bending to retrieve my towel.

“Before your fitting I think it might be best to deliver on your promise to show me the full process, start to finish. Benji tells me he’s been saving up for you but he doesn’t think he can wait much longer.” Angie explains.

Having tried to explain to her a couple of times now that I never agreed to this, I try once more; “I don’t want to do that. It isn’t even something you need to worry about really Angie, any boy that you decide to do that with will tell you what he wants you to do. All you need to know is not to use your teeth!”

“You can just show me though! And then I’ll know what to do. It’ll only take a minute, or it did last time, right? And you already did him once!” She argues.

Turning to her brother she demands “Promise her you won’t cum in her mouth again Benji!” As if this is something I would believe or trust.

Without thinking I respond “That’s not even the issue, Angie, I don’t want to suck his dick. I didn’t want to do it last time but I had to do something to keep him from sticking it in me somewhere else!”

Missing my point entirely she says, “So you can do it again now or I can call the other boys over and you can pick one of them to do it on. I don’t see the problem. If you could do it with him before you can do it again. I know you don’t want me to see you do it and Benji would rather get you alone I’m sure but you owe me and you’re gonna do it or I swear you won’t get any clothes all weekend.”

There it was. The threat I knew was coming at some point. Well not the biggest threat I imagine but a threat anyway. So it’s blackmail I guess, or some sort of twisted servitude? I had certainly played a similar hand myself in the recent past and now I was on the receiving end.

Not seeing many choices before me I agreed, conditionally. “No pictures or video. Leave both of your phones in here on the bed and we go downstairs with me closing the door up here behind us!” I insist.

“What if I refuse?” Benji asked suddenly. “If she doesn’t want to do it then I think maybe we should ask a few other guys over so she can take her pick! I won’t have her telling her brothers I made her do something she didn’t want to do.”

“Don’t be stupid, you’ll get down there and you’ll love every minute.” Angie ordered him.

Looking to me she said, “He’s been looking forward to this so much I bet he cums in no time. He’s just hurt you said you didn’t want to. I’m betting you don’t tell anyone about this!”

That part she got right at least. No way am I telling anyone I sucked Benji’s dick. Why would I ever tell anyone plus I insisted no pics or video because I plan to deny it ever happened, right? It isn’t like I told anyone about the last time!

So I find myself descending the stairs into the main downstairs portion of this huge house completely naked. As I do so I am trying to decide where might be the best spot to proceed with this task. There are many pieces of nice furniture and rugs that I know would probably show a stain if things indeed get out of control and I have no intention of swallowing his spunk this time. The best I can hope for is either the kitchen, the entryway or by the table near the back entrance. I suppose that their Dad’s office might work but I can’t bring myself to suggest it.

I don’t want to have to eat later where this happened so I suggest the front entranceway. Angie gets a couple of towels and folds them for me to kneel on and I proceed to get into position.

By now Benji is grinning like a cat who stole the cream and is about to dip the pet bird in it.

Still naked, I find I have a bit of a chill and I’m not sure I can do this! I hope my hands are so cold he shrivels up like a raisin and can’t get it up!

Benji is a teen aged boy though and having brothers I’m fairly certain that he could get hard even if he just had an orgasm a minute ago as long as a girl touches his equipment. Much less a naked girl on her knees who is about to make his dreams come true.

We begin in a sort of stalemate as I wait for him to lower his pants and he waits for me to do it, lol. I don’t know if he was suddenly shy, maybe he didn’t really want to let his sister see this either? He wasn’t wearing a shirt so once his pants drop he would be as naked as me.

“Are you gonna take it out?” I asked him, looking up from my kneeling position.

“Nope,” he said. “If you want it, you’re gonna have to get it yourself!”

Great, so he’s still pouting in spite of the fact that he’s getting what I’m sure he wants from me. Aside from already seeing me completely naked of course, which he always enjoys.

Leave it to Angie to jump in and break the stalemate, “Get in there girl!” she says as she reaches around and yanks down his shorts leaving her brother standing completely naked as they fall around his ankles.

Benji has trimmed his pubic hair for this occasion. Apparently he either thought about it or it was suggested to him? His penis isn’t as large as I remembered though it appears to be growing as I look on. My perspective is a good bit different this time around as before I was mostly trying to fend off what I thought of as an attempt to impregnate me.

I reach up with one hand and touch him as it is inevitable at this point and I might as well get this over with. I suppose I could have just opened my mouth and began the full BJ but I figured I would try to stick with a handy as long as I could.

Predictably this was flagged almost immediately by Angie. “I’m pretty sure he can play with it himself, Susie. Let’s not drag this out too long, if he blows while you’re playing with it you’ll just have to go again.”

I’m not sure how many times a boy can go in a row but Eddie can apparently perform a few times in close succession so I don’t think I want to chance having to spend the entire evening on my knees. I decide I will just give it a few strokes to get it fully erect then begin.

Instead of explaining this I suggest, “If you’d like to take over and show me how you’d do it feel free!” The bitch has basically forced me to get naked and fondle her brother after all… I mean seriously? Back off!

Sort of pissed now, I grasp Benji’s shaft firmly and tug on it with one hand while cupping his fuzzy balls with the other.

Perhaps he intended to shave them but there was still hair on them. Not as much as previously, even the patch above his shaft. He is sort of trimmed but I’m sure it was his first or second try at it and frankly I’ve seen better. I wondered if he might let me help him with that?

Did I even want to suggest such a thing? Would he think that implied I might want to do this again? Instead I say, “You should have offered to help him Angie, I bet you could trim these up nicely.”
This apparently did the trick as Benji became very hard rather quickly. It seems he liked the mental image of his sister shaving his balls. Maybe he was imagining her down here not me?

“I thought you didn’t want to do this at all Susie, it looks more like you want to make it last all night. Since it isn’t in your mouth yet maybe you can tell me, do you prefer them shaved, trimmed or hairy?” Angie asked me.

“Frankly I can’t say, I haven’t seen many quite this close up.” I reply honestly. “I suppose that completely shaved might be best if one must choose.”

“We’ll be sure to get you a nice smooth partner for our next lesson then!” Angie agrees.

Next lesson? She can’t be serious. “I’m not giving any more so called lessons unless it’s you on your knees.” I promise.

“That depends on whether you ever get started before Benji sprays his seed all over your face I guess.” Angie answers as she pushes my face into her brother’s groin as I open my mouth to reply.

It seems that Benji is indeed ready and now that my lips open to his shaft he wastes no time thrusting it all the way in. He gets several rotations of his hips in before I can pull back.

Remember I am not exactly all that experienced and this isn’t exactly my idea. It occurs to me that if I don’t at least lick it some and get it pretty wet he may never cum. Though I could be totally wrong but that’s what worked with Edward, so…

“There she goes,” Angie comments, while observing. “Looks like we finally got her interest now Benji. You should have shoved it down her throat from the start! I think she liked that.”

Ignoring her now as it seems best to just get it over with, I lick around the head and shaft a few times before once more taking the whole head into my mouth.

Benji thinks this is the time to face fuck me and I have to push back a couple of times to get him to let me do what I want. It seems a light touch of teeth does wonders to slow the aggression though. Hah!

Slowly I move him in and out of my mouth, stopping to lick and even give a few kisses between rotating strokes. I use my hand a few times but do not wish to risk his cumming in my hands. I remind him to tell me before he cums and he agrees as I proceed to take him in my mouth for yet another round.

I feel like this has now gone on for an extended time and wonder what I’m doing wrong! Last time Benji lost it very fast. Has my taking more control somehow stifled his desire? He certainly seemed to like being more aggressive.

Should I let him just ravage my face and get it over with? Would that really be a blow job though or isn’t that actually something entirely different?

At a loss for what to do I run my tongue down his length and then as I lift it I lick his balls. After a second time curling my tongue around them I think I detect a slight shudder. Here we go…

It seems Angie too is getting bored. “So much for a quickie I guess.” I hear as I lick back up toward the top.

Not about to mess up the rhythm of what is about to happen, I respond only by taking him into my mouth again. Kissing the tip then slowly opening as my tongue wraps itself around the head and shaft as best I can.

My jaws are beginning to ache, I want this to be over but now I feel like I have to make this boy cum! He’s driving me crazy by holding back somehow. I’ve tried everything I can think of aside from sticking a finger up his…

Somewhere, I recall hearing that works to get a guy off. I have one hand on the back of his thigh as I pull him toward me, his shaft in my mouth. My other hand finds some moisture, to lubricate the fingers. I am apparently a bit wet and this is sort of unexpected.

Had I been so intent on trying to make him cum that I forgot to enjoy myself? Well this was about to get interesting, so…

Touching myself I lightly wet my fingers and having recently trimmed my nails I decided to use my pointer finger as a prod. Time to make this boy spray and hopefully I can aim it for his sister!

Not knowing just how this all worked or rather if indeed it does I think it best to take his rod in my mouth from the side as I slide it back and forth a time or two from one side then the other. On the second pass up and back I point him toward Angie as I insert my finger up his anus to the second joint.

Not saying it always works but Benji fired off on cue and Angie got the full blast, at least at first. I turned loose once he fired off a few shots and tried to avoid getting hosed myself. My finger popped out his bum and he didn’t complain as he apparently had a climax like he never expected and was not actually able to say anything for a bit.

For her part, Angie said enough to make up for him. She cussed and fussed and might have even retched once or twice. It seems she was close enough to get a couple of direct shots to the face and at least a little ended up in her mouth!

Good thing in my opinion, after all she deflected what could otherwise have ended up all over the living room furniture.

Benji ended up sitting on the floor of the foyer bare assed on the tile until he could gather himself enough to stand again and once more step into his shorts, which I had to suggest as it seemed he was content to go without them until I pointed out he could put them back on. Not really sure why it mattered at this point but that is how it happened to play out and this time at least his sister didn’t insist he stay naked.

I left them both downstairs and went in search of a shower and some clothes. It was Friday evening and though pizza was on the menu, I had no intention of a repeat performance in case the delivery person turned out to be once again familiar.

It occurred to me that I should try the finger on Kylie’s dad at some point, though it might be fun to save it for a special occasion. Maybe with Miley, I bet she’d be impressed!

As long as Benji didn’t reveal what happened I doubt Angie will ever figure it out and I wasn’t gonna be the one to tell her. Frankly I had my doubts he would tell if he even knew what happened.

That night we ate pizza and watched movies while we each processed what happened earlier. I managed to find a T-shirt and some gym shorts in Angie’s room since my overnight bag was no longer where I had left it after my earlier shower and rather than force the issue I just took what I needed where I could find it.

Seeing that my clothes were still missing I assumed Saturday was gonna be an adventure and frankly I wasn’t sure how to feel about that! At some point I was gonna be sure to get Angie back for all this, that much is a given. If not this weekend maybe with Toby or a few other guys around and when I do I’ve gotta take some pics too!