I returned to the kitchen table and took a seat after pouring myself a double of Jack Daniels on the rock to calm my nerves.
"I thought you fell in," was my brother's greeting upon my appearance.
"Hey, something I ate something that just didn't sit well. By the way, I would not go down there for about an hour," I lied.
My admission for my lengthy bathroom visit brought on a whole new discussion on stomach disorders. Even though I gave the impression that I was listening to every word, my mind was far away. It was reliving the fact that I had just fucked my sixteen-year-old niece in the downstairs toilet less than fifteen minutes ago.
While one of the guests was relating his ulcer exam experiences I was recalling my encounter with Sabrina's burning kisses and the sensation of her sweet tongue dancing in my mouth. I remembered running my hands up under her lace dress and reveling in the texture of her firm shapely legs under her pantyhose and the coolness of her half-slip against the back of my hands.
I recalled my surprise upon discovering that she was not wearing pantyhose but thigh high nylon stockings and a tiny silken thong. I also recalled answering her desire for me with the lame excuse of not having any protection. I remember her shy smile as she produced a condom that she had secreted in her bra.
That ended any further protests from me and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans allowing them to fall to my ankles. It was Sabrina that drew my boxers down and then gently taking a hold of my cock and rubbing its head against her nylons. She released me and as I donned the condom and reached around behind me to drop the toilet seat lid and had me sit on it.
My mental rerun was interrupted when Sabrina came down from the upstairs and headed to the living room. It was an effort not to stare as she knelt down on the living room carpeting commenced playing with the younger children. In my mind's eye, I was able to see her sliding down her tiny thong and revealing a smooth crotch.
I recalled the sight of her lifting the hem of her dress and straddling me. A second later I was treated to the feeling of my cock pushing into her tight wet pussy and the moaning sounds she issued as I penetrated her.
My memories were interrupted again when I was asked about my job in radio. As I responded I saw a couple of the other teens head to the garage with Sabrina in tow. The question and answer session about my job ended when my brother left the table to greet some arriving guest. I used that break to announce that I needed a smoke and headed to the garage.
The teens had just finished their cigarettes and were headed back inside as I entered the garage. Once again Sabrina told them to go back inside without her as she was going to stay and keep me company. Sabrina took a seat next to me and gave me a brief kiss on the lips once we were alone
"I am so fucking hot for you that it isn't funny," she said in a soft sweet voice.
"And I'm having a difficult time not staring at you," I admitted.
"I know. I see you looking at me and I get wet. It's not like I haven't had sex before, but they never had me this hot just by looking at me and none of them was as good as you," she shyly admitted.
"You are better than some of the college girls I had," I responded blushing at her compliment.
"I don't want you to think I'm some kind of whore with my none of them remark. There were only two others before I hooked up with you," she admitted.
"I would never think that you were a whore," I responded.
"I wish I could take you into my room and we could do it on my bed. I'd wear the sexiest bra and panties I own for you," she said with large glistening eyes.
"Well, that can never happen. We will have to be satisfied with the basement." I responded.
We smoked in silence for a while and I sensed her struggling with a question.
"DId you ever do a girl in the butt?" she asked out of the blue.
"A few times. The girls told me it was an acquired taste," I responded in a cautionary tone.
"That's a taste I'd like to acquire," she responded.
"Well, we would need some lube," I informed her
"Not a problem. Just don't take too long before you visit the bathroom again," she answered before giving me a quick kiss and disappeared through the door.
I returned to the table again and greeted the newest arrivals and joined in the conversation. It was a half-an-hour later that I put a distressed look on my face and headed to the basement. I didn't turn on the light as I headed to the lone toilet where I found Sabria waiting. She flew into my arms and we shared a long passionate kiss.
I was surprised when the kiss ended and she produced a bottle of KY.
"Will this work?" she asked.
"This is perfect. Where did you get this?" I inquired.
"I told you that I wanted to try this and did some research. This is what was recommended," she answered as her nipples became very prominent.