I was at home, thinking about what happened last week. I was asked to babysit Emma, the sixteen year old sister of my ex, Kaitlynn. I went over there and we had a fun time. After dinner, things got a bit out of hand. I deflowered her, after she begged me to do so. I was hoping no one would find out, because it would be wrong to fuck your ex’s sister and it would be even more wrong to fuck someone as young as she was.

Suddenly my phone rang. Caller ID identified the caller as Emma.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hi Dave,” Emma said. “How are you?”

“I’m fine, thanks. How are you?”

“I’m great!” she responded cheerfully.

“That’s good to hear. So, why did you call me?”

“As you know it’s my birthday next week….”

“Yes, I haven’t forgotten about that,” I said.

“I would like to celebrate my birthday with you by going somewhere,” Emma told me.

“So, no gift?” I asked.

“No. I’d rather spend a day with you than get a present, to be honest.”

“Okay… where would you like to go?”

“Do you know that new swimming pool?”

“You’d like to go there with me?” I asked.

“Yes!” Emma said.

“And who else is coming?” I asked.

“Nobody…”

“Nobody? Aren’t you going to have a birthday party?”

“Of course I will, one for friends and family. You can come as well, but as your gift I want you to take me to the swimming pool. Is that okay?”

“I’m not sure, I need to think about that.”

“I just want to spend time with you after what happened last week,” Emma said with a disappointed voice.

“Emma!” I exclaimed. “We agreed not to talk about that.”

“Sorry, but I just loved it.”

“I’ll take you to the pool, but I have to talk with your parents first,” I said.

“Okay. Well, I’ll see you soon,” Emma said.

“Bye,” I said as I hung up the phone.

I called Emma’s mother. She said Kaitlynn just liked me and liked to spend time with me, so she didn’t have a problem with Emma and I going to the pool. I texted Emma that I would take her there and she replied enthusiastically.

A couple of days later I drove to their place. I parked the car out front and knocked on the door. Kaitlynn opened the door.

“Hi Dave,” she greeted me.

“Hi,” I greeted back.

“Taking Emma to the pool, without anyone else, huh?” she said with a grin on her face.

“She asked me to, so yes.”

“Daveeeeee!” Emma exclaimed as she saw me.

She hugged me as I entered the house.

“Hi Dave,” both her parents said.

“Hi. So, Emma, are you ready to go?”

“Yes!” she said cheerfully.

“Dave, before you go,” her mother started, “will you be at Emma’s party next weekend?”

“Sure he will,” Emma answered for me. “Right?”

“Apparently, I’ll be there,” I laughed.

“Great, now let’s go!” Emma said.

Emma and I got into the car. The drive to the swimming pool would take up about half an hour. Emma tried to conceal her smile, but was unable to do so.

“You’re in an awfully good mood, aren’t you?” I said.

“Yes,” she answered.

“You didn’t tell anyone about what happened between us, right?”

“No, I didn’t. I swear,” Emma told me.

The rest of the drive we mostly made small talk. As we arrived, I parked the car and we walked to the entrance of the swimming pool. It had only opened about six months ago.

“Two tickets please,” I said when we got to the reception.

I paid for the tickets and we went into the changing booths. We both changed in different changing booths. I was done before her, so I waited for her outside her changing booth. As she got out, I got an instant hard-on.

Emma’s beautiful body had made an impact on my body once again. Her brown hair fell nicely around her lovely face. Her small tits were held by a black bikini top. I looked down her flat stomach and saw her matching bikini bottom. I knew what was hidden behind the soft fabric, which made me light in my head for a moment.

“What are you waiting for?” she asked.

I took Emma’s bag and put it in a locker, together with my own stuff. As I was doing so, Emma leaned in against me.

“You were admiring my body, weren’t you?” she whispered, loud enough only for me to hear.

I finished putting the stuff in the locker and turned around to face her.

“Emma, we really can’t talk about that, okay?”

She nodded, but it was clear that she was disappointed. We walked over to the swimming pool, which was huge. There were slides, whirlpools, Jacuzzis and obviously several swimming pools. I could see Emma was filled with joy. She took my hand and we ran into the biggest pool.

Throughout the day, we swum in several pools, went down all the slides and spent time in the whirlpools and Jacuzzis. At any time possible, Emma pressed her body against mine, usually with the excuse that someone pushed her into me. Around 5 P.M. Emma seemed exhausted and asked me if we could leave. Of course I didn’t refuse, it was her birthday gift.

We walked over to the lockers and as we searched for ours, she tapped my shoulder.

“Can we go to your place?” she asked shyly.

“Why?” I asked.

“I don’t want to go home yet,” she explained.

“Sure, but only if your parents are okay with this.”

She smiled and soon after we found our locker. We took out our stuff and looked for a changing booth. It was very busy, so we couldn’t find a free changing booth. Emma didn’t want to change in the public changing booths. I figured she didn’t want to because of her insecurity.

After twenty minutes we finally found one changing booth.

“You can go first,” I said.

“Can’t we go together?” Emma asked,

“Sweetie, that would be wrong.”

“But if we have to change after each other, it will take long. And the drive to your place is forty minutes. I don’t want to wait that long, I’m really hungry,” she said,

“Alright then.”

Emma had a strange look in her eyes. It wasn’t joy or expectation. Neither did it look like lust. But, as soon as I closed the door behind us, it did turn out to be lust. Emma put her hand inside my trunks and grabbed my soft cock. Her soft hands made my cock stir and it got my blood flowing. Emma could feel my cock getting bigger and harder by the second.

“Emma, this is wrong. We had fun once, we can’t do it again,” I tried to explain.

“Your cock disagrees,” she said as she got down on her knees.

“Please stop,” I whispered.

Emma pulled my trunks down, opened her mouth and took my cock inside. She started to bob up and down, her hand stroking my cock. I couldn’t stop her anymore, it just felt too good. I softly moaned as Emma used her tongue on my cock.

“Where are your protests now?” she smiled.

She continued sucking on my cock and I felt the urge to blast my load boiling up already. Since Emma I haven’t fucked anyone. I didn’t even jerk off once! Suddenly Emma stopped.

“You didn’t want this, and I should listen to you,” she said as she got up.

I looked down at my saliva-soaked erect cock.

“Honey?” I softly asked.

Emma grabbed a towel and started to dry her hair.

“Yes?” she asked innocently.

“Look at what you did to me,” I started. “It’s not nice to leave me like that.”

I took her towel and tossed it against the other stuff. I held her head in both my hands and gently pushed her down. She looked up at me and smiled.

“I don’t know,” she said as she observed my throbbing member. “What will I get in return?”

“I’ll lick you when we’re at my place, I promise.”

“Sounds great,” she said, and with that she opened her mouth and resumed sucking.

I had trouble containing my moans, but I knew I had to. The consequences would be dramatic if someone found out that Emma and I had sex. Emma was still sucking my cock, when one hand reached up to fondle my balls. I couldn’t hold my load any longer. Emma just kept sucking while I came. I spurted load after load in her sweet, warm mouth.

“I’m sorry I didn’t warn you,” I said.

“No problem, it was nice,” she answered. “Now you can dry me.”

Most of the water on her body had already dried, which gave me a good excuse to surprise her.

“It looks like you’re dry already, but I’ll make sure.”

I moved behind her after I pulled up my trunks. I pulled her against me, so her back was leaning against my stomach. She could also feel my semi-erect cock against her back.

‘It’s still hard,” she giggled.

I didn’t say anything. I put my hands on her shoulders, Emma still leaning into me.

“They’re dry,” I said.

I moved my hands down her arms, which were dry as well.

I moved them back to her shoulders and slowly moved down.

“I’m not sure if these are dry, could you take of your top? I just need to be sure.”

Emma moved her hands between her back and me and took off her bikini top. I moved my hands down and softly squeezed her small tits.

“I’m in doubt,” I said as I continued to caress and squeeze her tits.

All Emma could do was moan. Her hands moved inside her bikini bottom as she enjoyed my touch. Since entering the changing booths, we kept our noise down. Our moans were soft and so was our talking. We could hear most of the other people were gone, since it was getting really quiet.

“They are dry, I’m sure now,” I said just before my hands stopped caressing Emma’s tits and moved down slowly

As my hands almost reached her bikini bottom, we heard another couple entering the changing booth next to ours. We could hear them whispering to each other.

“Forget the lube, I’m wet enough,” the woman whispered.

Seconds later we heard a man and a woman moan, probably because his cock entered her pussy. Emma and I looked at each other and grinned. I slipped my hand into her bikini bottom.

“Still wet here, that’s not good,” I said.

As the moaning in the other changing booth got louder, I pulled my hand back. Emma moaned in disappointment. I pulled her bikini bottom down for her and grabbed a towel. I grabbed a towel and pushed it against her wet pussy. I moved around slowly, in a fake attempt to dry her pussy. I pulled the towel away and replaced it with my hand.

“I can feel it getting wetter and wetter, we might have a problem,” I said.

“Really?” Emma asked, playing along.

“Yes. But I might know something that can help.”

Before Emma could say anything, I pushed a finger inside her pussy. Emma let out an audible moan, but the couple next to us were moaning so loud, that nobody would know it came from our booth.

I moved my finger inside her love tunnel while my other hand rubbed her clit. The combination of her expectations, the couple next to us fucking, the foreplay and my touch soon became too much for my sixteen year old friend.

Her moans got louder and louder and soon her pussy muscles started to convulse around my finger. To add to her excitement, I kissed her neck softly. Her mouth opened, but no moan escaped. Pretty soon she came down from her orgasm.

I pulled my finger from her pussy and moved it to my mouth. I put my finger in my own mouth and licked Emma’s juice from my finger. Emma looked at me excitedly. I moved my other hand, which I used to rub her clit, to her mouth. She eagerly sucked my hand clean.

“Hmmmmmm.”

I smiled. I grabbed the towel we used earlier and again tried to dry her pussy. This time her pussy stayed dry in a natural way.

“Let’s get dressed,” I suggested.

We both got dressed and walked out of the changing booth. The couple next to us was still busy getting each other off.

“Dirty people, fucking in public,” Emma joked.

I slapped her ass softly and Emma jumped at the touch. We walked out of the swimming pool and put our bags in my car. We sat down and I drove over to my place. We arrived and took the bags.

“By the way,” Emma started as we entered my place, “You still owe me oral sex.”

I was stunned for a moment, because Emma really said that out of the blue.

“Alright, Emma, I do owe you that. But not now, we need to eat first, okay?”

“Sure, just don’t forget.”

“I won’t,” I said as I started looking for something for us to eat.

I couldn’t find anything, so I came up with an idea.

“Why don’t we go out for dinner?” I asked Emma.

“Sure! I’ll put on my dress,” she replied.

“You brought a dress?”

“Yes, just in case. You can’t see it until we leave,” she teased.

“Okay. Let me show you my bedroom, so you can change,” I said.

I showed Emma my bedroom. I left after I showed her, but left the door ajar. She quickly got out of her clothes, as I spied on her. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. As she was standing there in her underwear, I couldn’t help myself. I opened the door and stormed in, heading straight towards Emma.

“Dave-“ she said before I pushed her on the bed.

I pulled her panties down and buried my face in her pussy. Her pussy quickly got really wet.

“Oh god,” Emma moaned as she realised what I was going to do.

I pushed my tongue in, quickly followed by one of my fingers. I knew that after Emma’s earlier orgasm, one finger wouldn’t be enough. So I pushed in another one. I thrusted my fingers in and out of her as she kept on moaning. As Emma hadn’t had sex a lot of times, I decided to teach her something new.

While I used one hand to please Emma, my other hand moved over to the nightstand into a drawer. I took out a vibrator. Emma gasped when she noticed it.

“What are you going to do with that?” she asked in between moans.

“Just trust me, sweetheart,” I said.

Emma nodded. I turned the device on and put it in Emma’s hand.

“Hold it against your clit,” I said.

Emma slowly pushed the toy against her clit. When the vibrator touched her pussy for the first time, she moaned loudly.

“Why do you have one?” she moaned.

“I bought it for when Kaitlynn and I were together.”

My fingers were still thrusting in and out of her wet slit. I moved my mouth until I reached hers and kissed her. Our tongues wrestled together as I kept fingering her. I started to kiss her neck, before moving down further. Emma had her bra on, which I didn’t touch. Emma’s moans indicated that she was close to her orgasm. I kissed her belly and kept on moving downwards. I finally reached her dripping, swollen pussy.

The vibrator was pressed against Emma’s clit and Emma tried hard not to loosen her grip on the device. I pulled my fingers out and immediately replaced them with my tongue. To give me room to lick her, Emma had to take the vibrator away. She turned it off, happy with what she had learned.

Emma suddenly started to shake. Her hands moved to my head to keep it in place. She moaned loudly as her orgasm took over. Emma’s orgasm lasted quite long. Throughout her orgasm I kept pushing my tongue in and out of her. Finally I felt her pussy relax and her hands let go of my head.

I stood up and looked at the exhausted girl.

“I’ll see you in a couple of minutes in the living room,” I said.

Emma just lay on the bed, still panting. It took her a while to get her breathing back to normal, because after ten minutes, she still was in my bedroom. I decided to check on her. I knocked on the bedroom door.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“Yes,” Emma answered softly.

The door opened. A beautiful, young woman stood in the doorway. Emma was wearing a black dress which hugged her body very tightly.

“Like it?” she asked shyly.

“Yes, I really do,” I answered honestly.

Then I noticed something shiny on her hand. I took her hand and smelled it. I immediately knew where that smell came from.

“You played with yourself after I left,” I said.

“Yes,” Emma whispered as she blushed.

“Did you cum again?”

“Yes, once.”

“You used the vibrator, didn’t you?” I asked.

Emma just nodded, clearly ashamed by her actions.

“There’s no need to feel embarrassed,” I said.

We put on our shoes and got in my car. We drove to the restaurant. Just before we entered, Emma poked my shoulder.

“Thank you, Dave. This is definitely the best birthday gift I have ever received.”

We walked into the restaurant and asked for a secluded table. We both ordered some drinks, both without alcohol. After a while a waitress asked us what we would like to eat, so we ordered the meals we wanted.

“Dave, can I just tell you once that I really love you?”

“I love you too, but in a normal way… you understand right?”

“Yes,” Emma said.

I moved my hand over her hand and looked into her eyes.

“You’re special, Emma. In a good way. Someday you’ll find a man who will be good for you and that man will be very lucky to have you,” I told her. “But we’ve known from the start that this couldn’t become anything serious. It already became more serious than it should have become.”

“I know, but we can enjoy it for as long as it lasts,” Emma said.

“Yes, we can. You’re a smart girl, Emma.”

The waitress came back with our meals and we started to eat. We talked about a lot of things, some serious, some not.

We finished our meals and I paid the bill. We got into my car again and drove to my place.

“Can I stay with you tonight?” Emma asked.

“If your parents are okay with it, then yes,” I said.

Emma called her parents to ask if she could stay the night. She put it on speaker so I could hear them as well.

“Did you have fun?” her mother asked.

“Yes!” Emma exclaimed.

“Good, how about you, Dave?”

“Me too, she’s been great,” I said with a grin on my face.

“I’ve got a question, mom,” Emma said, “Can I stay with Dave tonight?”

“We thought you would ask that. Dave, is that okay with you?” her mother answered.

“If it’s okay with you guys, it’s okay with me.”

“Well, I guess we’ll see you tomorrow then, Emma,” her mother said.

“Thank you,” she said before she hung up.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun,” she said with the biggest grin on her face she’s ever had.