Spring Break – Chap 3: Sat Afternoon by Sunadmire

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“Slowly, I started to drive into her with slow, long strokes. The angle of her butthole changed with movement from my upper body and created a variation in the stimulus of my penis.

“I continued my slow rhythm for a while to get used to the unusual and wonderful sensation that I experienced. I slowly got closer to my orgasm without noticing it at first, but after a while it became difficult to ignore. My rate picked up and at the same time, Mithrada started to squeeze me. It became too much for me and I started to drive into her with more purpose and force. My movements became erratic as I lost control. I had to remind myself to keep quiet when my orgasm overwhelmed me. I thrusted hard and deep into her, blasting loads of sperm into her. Three or four more thrusts followed, but then I was spent.

“I wanted to pull out, but she slipped her legs off my shoulders and locked her feet behind my back. She told me to retrieve the boy shorts and panty liner from her robe’s pocket so she could block any spill of semen and stay in my bed with me a bit longer. I fell asleep soon after that and hadn’t noticed when she left.

“When I woke up the next morning, there were stains on my pillow where semen leaked from me and a faint scent of sex. I took a wet face cloth and could remove enough of the stain.

“Mom took Sis to her hockey practice, and Mithrada and I didn’t waste time to get another chance to put out Pele’s fire. We knew time was limited and didn’t do a lot of role play to ensure we had enough time to clean up. We barely continued our game on the PlayStation before Mom and Sis returned with lunch.

“Mom had a few tasks lined up for me which I only completed late afternoon. Sis and Mithrada kept themselves busy doing girl-stuff. We continued with our game, but the physical work that I did for Mom, and the limited sleep I got the previous night, took its toll. My back pain returned, and Mom gave me a painkiller which knocked me out for the night.

“I woke up late the next morning, just in time to give Mithrada a hug and goodbye kiss. She called Sis a few times while I was still there, mostly to prepare and co-ordinate for their games night. Mithrada also sent her regards for me and promised to pop in to play Final Fantasy the next time I am home, which should be tonight if she meant it.

Dirk, who was surprisingly quiet the entire time, sensed that Steve had finished his story. “Wow, that’s a new approach. Hot and exciting. It will be difficult not to think of Final Fantasy the next time I have sex. Did she tell you who that Pele guy was?”

Steve smiled when he answered. “Pele is apparently the Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes and fire. She was actually born in Tahiti to some fertility goddess, but Pele seduced her sister’s husband and had to flee to Hawaii.”

“And Lomu and that other guy? Milo or something?”

Steve smiled. “Hell, yes! Milu is, quite appropriately for her anus, the Hawaiian god of the underworld. And Lomo is the god of fertility but is also a healer and bringer of peace! Also an accurate characterization for a dick.”

Dirk was intrigued. “Did she tell you how she knew this stuff?”

Steve held a packet of Simba chips in Dirk’s direction. Dirk took a handful of crisps. After a short silence, Steve answered, “Her parents treated her with a holiday trip to Hawaii between her operations. It seems as if Pele is a big character in Hawaii, which is a volcanic island. There is apparently even a hula dance in Pele’s honor.”

Dirk smiled at his thoughts. “It was a brilliant plan of yours to tell each other about our sexual experiences. Time had definitely flown by.” He pointed to the sun which was starting to touch the mountain tops. “It kept us entertained the entire day!”

They approached the 70 km (43 mi) distance sign to Bloemfontein. Dirk pointed towards it while they drove past it. “Just over thirty minutes to go to Bloemfontein. We still have some time to kill, and each story so far, were told in about three hours. Why don’t you tell me more about your family to prepare me for our arrival? Stuff that I need to know about your mother and sister!”

Steve nodded his head in agreement and started, “There is not much to tell. Mom met my father when they were both twenty. They married when they were twenty-two and were twenty-five when I was born. Two years later, Sis was there, and Mom had a hysterectomy. Dad started having an affair at work, and when it became public, he said it was because he wanted more children. They divorced and he married my Stepmom before they emigrated to Australia where he had two daughters with his new wife. We see them about every five years. They mostly come to South Africa, but Sis and I visited them once at the end of my Grade Ten year.”

Dirk waited in vain for Steve to continue, “Okay, that’s the outline of the picture. Now color that picture in with some detail. Stuff like what job does your mom do? What are her interests? I know your sister plays netball and hockey, but what subjects does she take? Does she participate in other sports? Where is she at school? With that short summary of yours, we are going to have to count sheep all the way to Bloemfontein.”

“Good, good, I can probably do better. Mom never remarried after she and Dad divorced. She is head of the department of economic sciences at the girls’ school, specializing in marketing. She played provincial netball, even played trials for the national team, so guess where Sis got her talent. She started to go to the gym about twice a week when Sis started Grade Eight, and she is the coach of the school’s A-team. She also helps with coaching of both the provincial school teams and senior teams.

“Sis turned eighteen at the start of the hockey SA’s and is in the same mixed school where I matriculated. Mom didn’t think it is a good idea that Sis attends the same school where she works. Sis can easily become the target of learners or other teachers who think Sis is getting preferential treatment or who wants special favors of her.

“Sis goes to the gym regularly with Mom and participates in athletics. She does very well but does it more for fun and social and not so much for the competition.

“She plays Final Fantasy, but not as serious as me and Mithrada, and still cannot work out where the Lost Valley is where you have a boss-fight in a fiery cave.

“Sis had a boyfriend, but he dumped her before it got too serious. She was very sad, but she’s over it now, and I understand that she is done with boyfriends and is still a virgin, so keep your hands off her!”

Dirk thought it somewhat hypocritical, Steve had aspirations to have sex with his eighteen year old sister, Alta, yet he forbade Dirk the same opportunity. Granted, Alta was no longer a virgin, while Sis apparently was one. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Are Sis and Mithrada in the same school?”

“No. Mithrada’s home was near the school where my mother teaches. It was at the beginning of this year. They knew it would be bad to relocate in her matric year, but since they moved within the same province, the curricula of her subjects should be mostly synchronized. She did participate in previous SA championships, but represented Northern Free State and never interacted with Sis until they played the provincial trials earlier this year.”

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