I shrugged and rolled away from her, going to the window, and there was Dawn, lying out on the lounge chair, like some surreal deja-vu. Her face was obscured by a book, but I could see the rest of her well enough.
"I'll find something, Mum. Give me a chance."
"See you tonight." She pulled the door closed. I hadn't moved from the window-I couldn't. Dawn was adjusting the straps on her bikini again, her breasts moving with the material, and I remembered seeing her dark pink nipples for the first time. My cock seemed to like the thought because it was starting to make my jeans more uncomfortable. "Oh, and David-behave!"
I turned my face to the door, incredulous, but she was gone. Behave? Hell, I was trying-I was really trying-but there was a very pointed part of me that wanted to be very, very naughty. Dawn was putting more lotion on now, slathering it over her belly, the tops of her breasts, the insides of her thighs. She parted her legs for the latter, and I remembered how she looked laid out like that, all wide open and frigging herself until she came. Fuck. I was doomed.
I spent the whole morning in my room, listening to music and trying to concentrate on finding a job. Dawn spent all morning on the lounge chair. I know because I spent fifteen minutes out of every sixty standing at the window, rubbing my cock and telling myself I was trying to get my erection to disappear. It was useless. I couldn't think about anything now but Dawn’s sweet, pink cunt.
I crept downstairs when I got hungry. A fizzy pop and a packet of crisps were handy and I was starting back to my room with them when Dawn came in the back door. She smiled and winked as she came toward me.
"I have a question for you." She stopped in front of me and looked up. My eyes were on her breasts. I swallowed hard.
"What?"
"Do you think it's working?" She reached behind her neck and untied the thin white straps that held up her bikini top. My jaw dropped as she lowered them and the two small triangles covering her breasts. There they were again-heavy, creamy white flesh topped with a brownish-pink nipple apiece that pointed straight towards me. My eyes flicked up to her face, and I saw that mischievous Dawnie smile playing on her lips.
"Can you see any lines?" She lifted her breasts, turning to the side a little.
"Dawn, quit it." I cleared my throat and moved to go past her. "This is so wrong I don't even know where to start."
"I'm serious!" She edged around me and stopped in my way again.
"So am I."
"Don't be mean," she purred, turning her back to me and pulling her bikini bottoms up so they rode between her arse cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at me. "Do you see lines?"
"No." I stared at the full, round globes of her arse. "I think you're going to have to stay out there longer."
"Oh, hell," she muttered, turning back around. Her breasts were still exposed and they swayed a little when she moved. "Ooo, crisps!" She snatched the bag out of my hand, opening it and heading toward the back door.
"Hey!"
"So come and get 'em," she teased, waving the bag and winking. "Oh, David-it's hot out here. Would you get me an iced lolly? Please?"
I sighed, turning back toward the fridge and fulfilling her request. When I walked outside, she was back in the lounge chair, her top done up again, munching on the crisps.
"Let's trade," I said, holding out the lolly and pointing at the crisps. She handed me the bag and I gave her the lolly, watching her unwrap it as I opened my Coke. I sat at the patio table, stuffing crisps into my mouth and washing them down with sweet carbonation. It was enough to make my eyes water, but if that didn't do it, then watching Dawn suck her lolly would have.
It was pink and it made her lips and tongue turn colour as she licked it. She turned it around and around in her mouth, making little happy noises. She saw me looking at her and really started putting on a show, trailing her tongue from the base to the tip, swirling it around and then-holy fuck! She took the whole iced lolly into her mouth, all the way to the stick! I choked on my fizzy drink, feeling my cock aching.
"You like that?" she asked after she'd pulled it from her throat, wet and pink and glistening. I nodded, not trusting my voice.
"Have you ever had a girl do that?" I shook my head, watching her twirl the lolly against her pinkened tongue.
"Do you want to?" She swung her legs off the side of the lounge chair and sat up. "I love doing it. Sliding a big, thick prick into my mouth. I can take a lot ’til I gag on it." She showed me, with the lolly, just how much she could take again, all the way to the stick.
"I'm not saying I mind gagging." She grinned. "You should gag a little on a bloke's cock. They like it. Makes them think they're much too big for your tiny little mouth."
Oh, holy hell. My cock was raging in my pants now, and I felt like I was in some sort of a trance, listening to her, watching her. The thought of my cock in her mouth was making me loopy, and the thought she might gag a little on it? Christ! I shook my head as if to clear it, standing up.
"I need to look for a job." I wasn't sure if I was reminding her or myself. I made it all the way to the living room before she caught up with me. She didn't have the lolly anymore, but her mouth was pink and sticky with it as she smiled up at me.
"You don't need to look anymore." She pressed herself against me. I could feel her sun-warmed skin, like she was a little running heater.
"What?" I wasn't thinking clearly at all. She ran her hand up the inside leg of my jeans to my crotch, cupping and rubbing her hand there. I gritted my teeth, willing myself not to respond. I was already as hard as a rock.
"You don't need to look for a job." She sank to her knees in front of me. Oh. God. Dawn on her knees, looking up at me while she unzipped my pants, was just too much. "I'm going to give you one."
She freed my cock, and I leaned back against the wall to have something to hold me up. Her pink tongue was licking her lips, wetting them, as she began to stroke me.
"Dawn, no!"
"A nice, long blowjob." She kissed the tip. "Isn't that what you really want?"
Once her mouth opened and took me in, I was lost. There was no more internal argument that we couldn’t, we shouldn’t, that she was like my sister, that there were rules, that my parents would go ballistic. Who could think with their cock in a girl’s mouth anyway? I had never felt anything so incredible in my life! Her mouth was actually still cold but soon warmed up as she showed me with her lips and tongue just exactly what she had done outside to the lolly. I had imagined what it would be like to feel a girl's mouth on my cock, but my imagination hadn't gone nearly far enough.
Her tongue painted liquid velvet strokes all over the tip, using her hand to hold the skin down tight. She bobbed her head on it then, taking more and more with every motion, working her way down to the base. Her mouth was like a tight, wet core of heat all around me and she never took her eyes off mine as she sucked, deeper and deeper.
I watched as I disappeared into her mouth until-for fuck's sake! She was gagging-she was gagging on my cock! Her head moved faster and faster still, in spite of her discomfort. I felt my knees go weak and they started to buckle. Dawn stopped then, her mouth gone from pink to red now.
"Let's get more comfy." She tugged at my cock as she stood. She used it as a leash, leading me with her as she moved to the sofa. I watched her hips sway, the way the bikini bottoms hugged her and rode up a little. She pushed me down and pulled my jeans the rest of the way off, and then my boxers too. She knelt between my legs, batting at my cock with her fingertips, her nails grazing the shaft lightly.
"How do you like it so far?" Her mouth was inches from the tip. I could feel her breath, could even smell it-the cherry pink lolly. I wondered if she still tasted like it and found myself wanting to kiss her. That seemed so much more wrong than anything we'd done somehow.