THE TREE HOUSE

(Continued from Blog Entry "My Exhibitionist Ways") 

It was mid September and I was walking home from high school with the boy who lived next door.  We had been friends since I moved there about eight years before. His name was William. Most of the kids at school called him Billy but I always called him Will. I was fourteen and he was sixteen. Funny he wasn’t the most popular boy for sure. He was slightly overweight, wore big rimmed glasses and for the most part was what you would call a nerd. But we were friends and that’s what counted to me. I hadn’t seen him for most of the summer as he was away and we were catching up on stuff as we walked. Not sure how but we started talking about the tree house his Dad had built for him and his brother years before.  I was never allowed in it when his brother or if it was just guys in it. But Will and I would go there when no one else was around and hang out.Neither one of us had been in it in a couple of years. I then suggested let’s go see it, and so we did.It was a little back in the bush and everything had grown higher around it but it was still there. His Dad was an engineer and everything he built was going to last a lifetime.We scrambled up the ladder right behind each other and climbed through an opening. It hadn’t changed much. There were a couple of folding chairs, a cot and a table. And in one corner was a metal trunk. Will went to it and pulled out a sleeping bag. The chairs were uncomfortable and he and I always used to lie on the cot when we talked. The cot was of wooden frame, also built by his Dad and slightly bigger than a single bed. Will spread the sleeping bag onto the cot and we piled on. Obviously we had grown and gotten larger, especially Will and to both fit on the bed we were tight against each other.We talked about this and that, school, girls and guys at school, etc. The normal stuff when you’re that age. I remember asking him who he thought was the hottest girl at school. Knew he wouldn’t say me, I was like a sister. He mentioned this one girl in his class. I knew her. She was the typical Barbie type; blonde and an amazing figure. And she always dressed so well to show it off. I knew he didn’t have a chance with her, nor did most guys, but she was his fantasy. Not sure of the actual conversation but it turned sexual and both of us talking about her body. I prodded him and got him to confess he loved her big tits. “Mine are as big” I said. “Yes they are Alice, but you’re different” he said. “Why Will? I asked him. “You’re like a sister”. “Well sisters can have big tits too, here I’ll show you” and undid my blouse, pulled it off and then turned my back to him saying “undo my bra”. He hesitated for a second and I urged him on.I turned to him and held them up. “What do you think?” “They’re very nice” was all he could get out.I lay back down beside him with my tits still exposed. “Would you like to feel them?” I asked.  He smiled and did. “Guys like big tits don’t they Will?” I know my brother and his buddies do”. “My brother called me a cum dump the other day; do you know what that is?” He looked at me puzzled and I said” I’ll tell you why he called me that and what happened but you have to keep playing with my tits, it feels good” . So he played with my tits and I told him about posing for the guys a couple of weeks before and them Cumming on me and what I did after they left.I could see him getting a little uncomfortable but I wasn’t going to stop, I was getting excited. “Would you like to cum on me too?” I asked him.  He just looked and played with my tits more. He then got up and went to the metal trunk, reached into the bottom and came back with a couple of magazines. “I stole these from my Dad; he brought them back from Europe” He lay back down and together we looked at every page. There were women sucking cocks, others with cum all over their face and tits, fucking, getting their pussies licked and even some of girl/girl. “I want to try that” I said. “Which thing?” he asked. “All of it, except the fucking. Fucking gives you babies and I don’t want a baby yet”. Let’s take our clothes off and I jumped up and did just that. He was a little reluctant but I pushed him until he did.  He really showed his fat but I was more interested in his cock. It was hard and I thought at least as big as I’d seen with the three guys.  I wasn’t sure how to really go about it but the pictures of the girls doing it gave me a start. So I started kissing and licking it and then put my mouth over it a bit and then pushed it in and out of my mouth. I was really enjoying it but he lasted all of about five minutes and his sticky goo was shooting into my mouth. It made me gag but I kept sucking it. And kept sucking it hoping to make it hard again but it didn’t.  “Did you enjoy that Will?” I asked. “Yes very much” he said. “I’m sorry I came in your mouth, you wanted me to cum on you”. “No Will I liked that a lot”. “Can you get hard and do it again?” “Yes in a little bit but I’d like to play with your pussy first” he said. I lay down and he crawled between my legs and started rubbing it and licking it. This was so new and so good. When he put his finger in me, it also felt good. It was also good I lost my hymen riding a boy’s bike a couple of years before because he had his finger in deep.I could see he was getting hard again and was starting to crawl between my legs. I stopped and pulled him up to straddle my stomach. “Cum on my tits and face” I told him.  And he did and watched me as I rubbed it around and licked it off my fingers.It was getting late and we hurried and got dressed and went home.We did it a few more times but he got a girlfriend and we stopped.I saw him again three years ago. I had lost track of him over the years. He was a Doctor at a city hospital. He had slimmed down and was still married to the girl he hooked up with way back then.And the blonde Barbie type I ran into about ten years ago.  She was divorced from a loser, three kids and working two jobs. Funny how things turn out!

After we stopped fooling around I only ended up at the tree house one more time about a year or so later and was forced to have sex with Will’s older brother and five other guys. I’ll tell you about that one day too.

And the tree house? Long gone and only many houses on those estate properties.