The Case of Tara's Thigh Master

When I have to travel for business, I try to delegate time to visit friends or relatives who may live in the general area. My sister has a large house in Salt Lake City, so when I can, I stay with her while I take care of business projects.

My niece, Jenn, is in her second year of college at the University of Utah, and Tara, her best friend, whom I suspected was her girlfriend, lives with Jenn in my sister's house. Both girls are attractive and good students.

After dinner one night, I boldly asked Jenn why Tara was living at their house. She said that since she and Tara had a similar class schedule, my sister agreed to let her stay there.

"And," Jenn added, "we're a couple. Everybody knows it."

"But I'm bi, so we have an open relationship," said Tara.

They spent some time telling me about the subjects they liked and their goals after they finished college. Their future plans included their getting married or at least living together.

"We've entertained the idea of having a polyamorous relationship if either of us found someone who we felt could fit in," Tara said.

"Yeah," Jenn added, "even though I'm not into guys, we could work it out if our other person was a guy."

My sister suggested we all watch a movie, and she picked a movie and then made popcorn. I sat in between Jann and Tara on the sofa. When my sister wasn't looking, Tara would slide her hand over onto my upper thigh and let it rest there.

I took this as a good sign for me, but I knew if anything happened it would not involve my niece. She and Tara were both hot young girls, but I doubted I could ever bring myself to have sex with Jenn.

Later that night, I was in the shower when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked out and saw Tara taking off her clothes. I thought maybe that she didn't realize I was in the shower, although she could surely hear the water running.

"Hey! I'm still in here! I'll be done in a minute, just rinsing off," I yelled.

Tara opened the shower door and stepped in, just as though I might be expecting her. She handed me the soap.

"Wash my back?" She asked, standing facing me.

It would be pointless and stupid for me to ask why she was there, so I just did as she asked and washed her back. I lathered up the soap on my hands and worked my hands on her shoulders and down her back.

When I cupped her buttocks with my soapy hands, she sighed.

"I love feeling somebody's hands on my ass."

Then she turned around and I washed her breasts for a long time. She tilted her head back against my chest.

I slid my hands down to her crotch and rubbed one slippery hand over her mound. She reached behind her and grabbed my cock in her hand. I used my fingers to show her that I knew where to clean and she moaned.

She stepped away and we rinsed off. My cock was fully erect and ready, and I was a little uncertain on how to proceed. She seemed to sense that, or maybe she had already decided what we would do.

"I promised Jenn that I wouldn't fuck you, but if you promise to take care of me afterwards, I can show you a fun way to get off."

"You obviously know I'll do whatever you want, so just give me the word."

She turned off the water and pushed my back against the shower wall. She pressed her body up against mine and her hard nipples tickled my chest. She guided my cock between her thighs so that the shaft just touched her pussy.

With my cock squeezed between her thighs, she moved her hips back and forth, humping my cock. My cock rubbed through her wet slit as she fucked my cock with her thighs. It felt amazing.

It was tight but soft and teasing at the same time. She put her arms around me and I did the same and we held tight as she took it from me. She looked up at me once, smiling, knowing she had seduced me.

"I could do this all night," she said, "I love thigh humping."

"It would be awesome, but I guarantee you I won't last that long."

She continued to tease and fuck my hard cock with her thighs until I felt the surge and I let her know I was close. She tilted her face up towards mine.

"Kiss me. Kiss me while you come."

I kissed her and her tongue darted into my mouth. I shot my load but she continued to hump me, even as my cum dribbled down the backs of her thighs. I moaned into her mouth as her thighs drained me as I leaned against the shower wall.

When she moved and my cock was free, she used a wash cloth to wipe the backs of her legs. I felt great, and was ready to go to bed, drained and relaxed.

"My turn," she said, "your bed."

We climbed onto my bed and I kissed her and sucked on her nipples. She let me enjoy myself for a few minutes, and then spread her legs.

"Eat me."

I didn't have to be told twice. This sexy young girl with a juicy pussy had just given me a fun fuck and I was ready to return the pleasure. I lay between her legs on my stomach and slipped my hands under her tight ass.

"Nice and slow," she said, "lick, probe and suck."

It's rare that a girl or woman will give you tips or instructions on how to please her, and I took advantage of it. I licked her slit and her clit a few times, nice and slow, then stuck my tongue inside her and probed deeply.

When I gently sucked on her clit, she moaned and slipped her hands to the back of my head. There was no pressure, no sense of guidance, just an unsaid means of appreciation and approval.

I repeated the process for a long time, licking her slit, tasting her, then driving my face into her to get my tongue deep inside her. She was incredibly wet and delicious. Her clit got harder and harder.

When she finally came, I was sucking her clit. She wrapped those sweet thighs against my face and humped my mouth several times. I sucked in her juices as quickly as they flowed. In any other case, I would have expected to fuck her, but I knew she wasn't going to let that happen.

When she relaxed again on the bed, I was pleased with myself. I had just gotten fucked, almost, by a pretty young college girl and ate the sweetest pussy I had tasted in a long time.

She went into the bathroom and retrieved her clothes. As she put them on, I slipped under the sheet to lie down in the bed.

"Was that okay?" I asked.

"Perfect; just what I had in mind."

"Good, and thank you; you're an amazing girl."

"You're welcome, but this never happened, okay?"

"My lips are wet and taste like you but they are sealed."

She leaned down to kiss me lightly on the lips, just once.

"Sometimes I just like to see what it's like with a guy, so thanks to you, too."

And then she was gone. I was there for several more nights but nothing ever happened, nor was there any indication that there could be. But that was okay.