Chapter 1

" Cousin Matt ! In my house ! Right now ! Can we stay here ? Please ? Oh please, oh please ! "

It was that pathetic plea that had Rachel offering marking the couch in the den. He hadn't slept over since they were footling, so that was one of the few space there was for him to kip. Sleepovers weren't really necessary when the two lived so close together, but he had been known to doze off on the couch in the living room from metre to time.

She received a message from Sir Francis Drake about the Annual Comic-Con convening, and then later Mark got fix for bed. He went into the privy to interchange into a pair of deprive blue and purplish PJs, similar semblance to what Rachel was wearing her cartroad pants and a tank top.

As she watched him sit on the edge of her bed, she frowned and remembered something. " tone gull, a few masses have slept on that sofa and almost every time it’s caused ultra back pain. "

" Yeah ? Bummer. " " I don't nous if you sleep in here like you used to, " she offered. " There is mickle of way. As long as you don't hog all the covers and you stay on your side of the bed, okay ? "

Mark smiled, and neither really thought much of this. They were friends, and half the time neither of them even acknowledged that they were a boy and a girl.

So they crawled under the covers together, and as promised stayed on their own sides of the bed. She turned off her spark and lay down to sleep. Later in the evening Rachel awoke because Mark had knocked her out of her eternal sleep when Gospel According to Mark's handwriting hit her in the cover of the head.

Her eyes shot open, and she turned to her friend with an rile flavor. " bell ringer ! "

He was still asleep. It seemed he had rolled over onto his rachis, and his hand had inadvertently swung into his sleeping friend.

" I thought I told you to ride out on... " She trailed off when she noticed something unexpected. A piddling tent had been erected in the midsection of the duvet, right around where Mark's bulwark was. He had an erection. Blushing furiously she rolled back onto her side of the bed with her back to him. This went way beyond awkward. She had never been this close to an erection before, and never would have thought of it from Mark.

But she could refuse it no longer. Mark was a guy. With a penis … an erect member … in her bed.

Her breathing started to get louder, and she knew there was not often hope of her getting back to log Z's now. She considered waking crisscross up, but decided that would only deliver the goods in embarrassing him. Besides, he was a freakishly deep sleeper ; she probably couldn't wake him even if she tried. The guy could easily sleep through a atomic explosion.

Turning back she took a glance over her shoulder, and then lay back down still blushing. Yep the erection was definitely still there. And though still tremendously nervous, she found herself a little queer. What exactly was going through marker's head ? Who was he dreaming about to make him concentrated like that ? A girl at school day ? A woman from the TV ? One on those scantily fit out characters from his comedian books or video biz ?... Amy perhaps ? Even Rachel had to admit that cleaning woman was pretty aphrodisiac. If she went for girls, Amy would definitely be one of her top five choices.

She paused and started to redden even darker. What if he was thinking about... ? Nah ! Gospel According to Mark wouldn't... He didn't think of her that way... Did he ?

Again she glanced back at the tent in her duvet, and this clip just stared for a while. She started wondering what sort of things they would be doing in his dreaming, if it was about her. Was she on top ? Whenever she fantasized about a guy, she was usually on top. She liked it that way, the intuitive feeling of power and control as she rode a cock until her lover came, shuddering and moaning beneath her. Never fantasized about Mark though, the estimate never even crossed her mind. Not until now that is.

Again she turned away and laid down deciding to go back to sleep. Put those thoughts out of her intellect and just sleep, so she closed her oculus nasty. Trying her best to empty her mind of that aphrodisiac image.

... What... were they wearing in the dream ? Were they both completely naked, or was she wearing some kind of kinky leather getup ? And was he going down on her ? God she bet that would feel dependable, guy rope in her fantasies would always lick her out a lot. Yeah, she would so eagerly backing mug's facial expression, snap up both of his capitulum and wouldn't let him check. He could lick her for hour and she'd still want more...

" Shut up, brain, shut up ! " she hissed out loud. " This is Mark ! Maaark ! ! " Sure she'd often have thinking like this about Brad Second Earl of Chatham or Hugh Laurie on juncture, but never Mark.

Without even really realizing it, she turned to make another look. Yep his erection is definitely still there. moldiness've been a really good dream he was having, whatever it was. A part of Rachel hoped he was dreaming about her. That this erection was for her. She found herself thinking about how a lot she'd enjoy draining it dry for him, leaving him totally satisfied.

" Snap out of it Rachel ! This is your best friend. "

Despite herself, she kept staring. She never had seen a literal life fully tumid penis before. Sure, her mom had taught her all about sex, being a physician. And because she was a unloosen 21st century woman, she'd made sure Rachel knew all about her body and how to hold an orgasm. But she'd never seen a real penis, unless you counted the illustration in her sex educational activity books.

Would it really hurt to take a peek ? I mean it was Mark, they had gone through that whole you show me yours, I'll show you mine matter when they were minuscule. Surely he wouldn't mind showing her an erect penis for the first time ? And even if he did beware, wasn't like he'd ever have to know. Yeah, maybe just a fiddling peek. Who better than her just friend in the completely macrocosm ?

Getting up onto her knees, she pulled the binding back off him. He mumbled something inaudible when the insensate air hit him, but didn't wake. Now the tent was in his pajama undersurface, and as she slid closer on her knee joint, she hesitated as she reached for the rim of his pants.

Was she sure she wanted to do this... Sure... Why the hell on earth not ? It was just an barren peep. Healthy curiosity, that was all. There were sure to be plenty of girls who've peeked at a guy given a hazard like this. nil to be worrying about.

Ever so gently she pulled down his jammies bloomers, slipping it carefully over the obstacle that was jutting out. She let go of his pants and jumped when his member flicked free of its confinement, and extended to its full length.

Rachel just stared, admittedly instill. She didn't exactly have any basis for equivalence, but from where she was standing he was still pretty big. By her idea, well over eight inches, and pretty thick too. She was pretty sealed that qualified as'punter than average.'

Scooting in a bit closer, she leaned in to get a stuffy tone. The cutis was red, but also kind of pale. Of course, he probably didn't get much sun down there. Redder around the secretory organ though. It was circumcised, him being Jewish and kind of veiny.

It was... she wasn't sure... was beautiful the right intelligence ? She decided that would hold to do for now. But if she had truly been honest with herself, sexy probably would bear described it better. She definitely liked what she saw. After spending a few more arcminute just staring, she felt herself blushing. Should she touch it ? Would that be crossing a ancestry ?

'semen on Rach, you're way past crossing lines already !'But should she ? Would the hide feel very much different from any early part of him ? What it felt like wasn't exactly something they taught in health class. So in the interest of Department of Education, maybe she should partake it just to see.

She reached forward a little reluctantly, as if she were worried it would burn her. And once her fingertips met his penis, she pulled them away with a get-go when it jerked in reaction to her skin senses. In an act of carefulness she looked up to Mark's face to realize for certain he hadn't wakened. He was still in that late eternal rest. So she reached out for it again, a little less reluctantly this time, and gently placed her fingertips onto the tip of it.

The bulbous end seemed to be the most sensitive percentage. The skin seemed slim down and was wrapped tightly over intemperately flesh. If she ever put it in her mouth, slurping on the tip alone would probably provide him with a lot of delight. The pelt further down on his ray was trivial bit more loosely. form of gentle velvety when she stroked it.

Absently she was soon gently stroking the full duration of it, her bridge player moving up and down. She concentrated on how it felt in her mitt. It was sort of nice. She could imagine how a cleaning woman would enjoy having this affair slowly sliding in and out of her pussy...

Startled again by her own thought she pulled her manus away. Was she just picturing Mark's member... slipping in and out of her... No, he was her friend, she wouldn't think that !

But damn, she was wet. She hadn't realized it, but ever so slowly she had been getting more and more turned on by this. If she didn't take tutelage of her arousal right away, she might do something unwise with the big penis staring her right wing in the face.

Turning to her bedside table, she reached into the top drawer and pulled out her trusty vibrator. Mom was one of those citizenry who believed masturbation was very natural, and had made sure her daughter had access to things like this without having to be asked.

She slipped off her gasp and dropped them off the incline of her bed, then switched on the white plastic toy, which started to bombilate and vibrate. She wasn't much worried about waking brand up. If he could sleep through a nuclear explosion, he could sleep through a little buzzing and pleasured moaning.

But as she ran the English of her vibrator up the inside of her thigh, and slowly towards its address, she paused and found herself looking at scar's penis again. And then, unwillingly she started to mean as her eyes moved back and Forth River from her vibrator to the erection.

Fake prick... very stopcock... pseudo cock... tangible cock... Would she defy ? If she was going to get something sliding in and out of her pussy, why bother with her vibrator when she had something considerably fully grown, and way more veridical right there for her use ? It sure was appealing, taking joy from a rod that would also fill pleasure from her. The prospect of working that big toilsome pecker until it squirted her pussy total of a nice warm reward, was getting her hotter than she ever remembered being.

'postponement, wait ! ! Are you looney Rachel that would involve losing your virginity ! ! You don't want to do that with a sleeping guy ! With Mark... Do you ?'

This meter she turned to look at Mark's face. Well... She was probably going to do it sooner or later. And to do it with some random guy from school, even hug drug, who was a totally Nice guy and a hottie to thrill... It didn't seem all that appealing. Not for her initiative clip, anyway.

Her first time, she would require to be with someone who loved her. Who would always love her ? And fall guy was probably the only guy she felt sure would do that. Even if they had a falling out one day, and didn't talk again for years, they would still always love each former. She decided she would never regret having her first of all time with Mark.

Getting back up onto her knees, she crawled over to his side of the bed, naked from the waist down this time. She considered waking him first, but component part of her was worried he'd turn her down. There was another role though that said doing this while he was still sleeping was quite a turn on. She was already tingly all over just thinking about it.

Climbing over his body she straddled his hips, and lowered her bare pussy to within an inch of his pecker. This was a pretty big whole tone, so she hesitated, before lowering her hips just enough for their loins to touch. It was really warm.

She took his penis into both hands, and held it in berth as she rubbed against it in broadside question. She liked what she felt and was getting wetter by the second. Soon she had started rubbing up and down the full distance of his penis, with the outside of her dripping wet private parts, and then she paused. Started to bear 2d cerebration now that she was so close.

" Rachel, " gull gasped breathlessly. " Rachel ! "

Startled she looked to his facial expression, only to notice that he was just talking in his sleep. And that bought a panoptic smile to her grimace. He was dreaming about her, this hard-on was for her. And that being the case, she decided she was going to score thoroughly use of it.

All doubt finally gone from her mind, she pressed the tip of his member punishing into her opening until it started to slide in. Barely an in of it had her gasping ; this was a lot thicker than her vibrator. It was probably going to stretch her a niggling wider than she was used to, and definitely pass a lot deeper.

But as she ever so slowly slid Sir Thomas More of him inside, she found it didn't hurt. It ached a little, but the ache was far from unpleasant. Her hymen wasn't an issue either, being broken long ago due to a kick to the venter from a sparring partner. Her respiration quickened as she slowly lowered her coxa onto Mark's, taking in in after rattling inch. Mark too started to catch one's breath harder, the deeper he sank.

" Oh God ! " she gasped, as he got just over halfway in and kept sinking. This was so much better than charge plate ! He was already deeper than her vibrator had ever been ! And it felt sooo honest !

Moaning long and cheap, she finally engulfed him right down to the hilt and sat still a moment. She shuddered with joy as the most wonderful warmth rose up through her body. Then as she started to move up, still slowly, she got in the sudden impulse to progress to a little aphrodisiac talk with her sleeping buff. She raised her hips until only his tip was still inside her, and then sank back down still at that deliciously slow pace.

" Naughty boy, Mark, " she gasped breathlessly. " Making me all horny like that ! Well it’s your entire faulting, so you're going to take a crap me feel better, aren't you ? Gon na hit me cum real hard all over your big gruelling cock, like a good boy ? Yeah ! "

Her own Holy Scripture excited her even more, and she started to rise and fall a little faster. A parting of her was a little worried that he might finish too early and leave her on the edge with no climax. So she continued with her aphrodisiac talk.

" Don't cum yet Mark, please not yet ! I need get off so bad baby, please control it back ! Please ! " Her pelvis started moving much faster, and it was less rising and falling now, and more bouncing. He seemed to be heeding her supplication and didn't seem to be Cumming early. There was a intimation of what sounded like frustration in his moans now though.

" Just a little longer, child, I'm sooo skinny ! Please ! Pleeeaaassse ! ! Oh God ! ! "

Her hips were a blur now, the rubbing was so wonderful, and she reached down and played with her clit to add to it. And in a very short time, a very familiar intuitive feeling started to rise up through her body.

" Oh yes ! ! God yes ! ! I... I'm... Cuuuuuummmiiiiiinngg ! ! ! "

The orgasm had her unhurt body shuddering, but unlike the orgasms she was used to this one lasted much longer. It seemed every time she was coming down from the sexual climax, she had a solid new one ! And she had to bite her tongue to save from screaming. Masturbation had never been this respectable !

" Oh yeah, I'm going to micturate you feel so upright for this, lover ! " she gasped, not slowing her riding motions. " Your turn to cum now ! hail on ! open it to me, Rachel wants it so bad ! "

After the most unbelievable orgasm of her animation, she was very tidal bore to return the favor. Whether it was going to waken him or not, Rachel didn't care. She wanted Mark's cum, and she was going to get it. chump was about to be drained completely dry.

" No more than holding back Mark, " she purred, reaching back and massaging his orchis to promote him. " Show Rachel how much you love her ! Give it to me ! yield it to meee ! ! "

She couldn't believe she felt another orgasm coming on just as she felt Mark's ballock tighten, and he started to groan louder than ever. And when she felt him ejaculating inside her, the pure sexiness of it had her Cumming again, right along with him.

" Ohhh yeeeeeesssss ! ! Squirt that cum ! ! evince me you love me ! ! Oh Goooddd ! ! "

Mark squirmed in ecstasy beneath her, moaning and grabbing handfuls of the sheet beneath him. Rachel continued to drive him and rub down his balls until his squirming stopped, his body started to relax and his phallus softened inside her.

Then it was her turn to come down, so she collapsed on top of him and affectionately wrapped her munition around his berm and nuzzled into his neck opening. She slid off the top of him, and cuddled up close.

" Oh yeah, I'm definitely doing that again, " she giggled, kissing his cervix gently. A voice of her had thought that she would have regretted doing this, but she didn't at all. She was actually looking forward to a bit helping. And the fact that he hadn't woken up once didn't bother her either. As a matter of fact that was one of the sexiest component. That he would probably wake up up tomorrow and be none the wiser.

" Ohhh, you and me are going to have such fun from now on Mark, " she purred into his ear. " And I'm going to be totally climbing the walls until tomorrow Night. Because as soon as you go to slumber, I'm gon na be climbing onto that cock all over again. "

She smiled evilly when she looked down and point out something. " Or maybe I won't have to wait that long. " Reaching down she clasped his hardening penis with a giggle. " Is that for me, stud ? Don't mind if I do. "

Again she climbed up and straddled his pelvic girdle, stroking his cock with both hands to get it nice and punishing for entryway. " But if you don't brain, I think I'll take my time with this one. "

And she did ; nearly an hr to be precise. Then respective climax and another nice big lading in her pussy later, she pulled his trouser back up and her own back on. Then she curled up next to him and fell into the nicest sleep of her life.

***

marker woke up, to the sun shining through the window, and surprisingly adequate Rachel cuddled up to him with her cheek rested on his thorax. He gently tapped her articulatio humeri to wake her.

" Um. Rachel ? "

" Mmmm ? " she moaned, without opening her eyes and cuddling up a piddling closer.

" What happened to staying on our own sides of the bed ? "

She opened her optic, but her smile remained on her grimace. " Sorry Mark. surmisal I mistook you for my slip bear. "

He smiled back. " You mistook me for a ten inch tall plushy toy ? Masculinity fading. Fading. Gone. "

Rachel let brand go and just giggled at the prank. He looked to the bedside table next to him, and pulled the plushy in question from his perch and handed it to Rachel.

" Here you go, Rach. "

She accepted the toy and looked right into Mark's eyes as she cuddled it. " Oh home run, you can be so sweetheart sometimes. "

" What do you mean sometimes ? " he snickered. There was a bit of silence between them, and then Mark lay back and looked to the ceiling. " Is it just me, or was that the just night’s sleep ever ? "

For some reasonableness Rachel found this really amusing, and broke into an ungovernable fit of giggles. " Yeah patsy. I really enjoyed it too. Let's do it again tomorrow Night,'kay ? "

He smiled and nodded. " Sure thing. "

To be continued... ?