Okay guys...so this is a pedo story...haha I had an urge okay? I've had drama with mods about this before so here's a warning- it includes graphic scenes and details so DO NOT READ IF IT OFFENDS YOU OR YOU DONT ENJOY READING SEXUAL/PEDO STORIES. Secondly...constructive critiscm is welcome! Thirdly if you want to write a part of this story or you want to be in it...message me personally so we can discuss ideas and shizz! If you read my other stories, 'The One?' and/or 'Sophia-True Story' thank you very much for supporting me!:') your comments made me feel so much better and touched me:') (more on Sophia than The One) If you haven't read them...check them out and let me know what you think! Okay so before I get started, this story is based on true events, so enjoy lovelies:') Love you all x ---------------------------------------------- Family friends are common. Everyone has family friends. They're more like family, distant relatives or cousins. You love them, but not in a romantic way. * "Em! We're now leaving!" my dad called up the stairs. "now coming!!" I shouted back, covering my top lip carefully with red lipstick. I blew a kiss to the mirror, then went downstairs grabbing my handbag as I went. Everyone else was in the car; my sister, step-brother and step-mum. It was dark outside as it was winter but it was only 6:30pm. We were on our way to our family friends' house. Curtis and Liz were married and they has two sons, annoying little 12 year old Luke and even more annoying 8 year old Steven. I hated the two kids but really got on well with Curt Liz. Liz was a short, curvy woman, with naturally brown hair and blonde highlights. She had piercing grey eyes and a long, bony nose. Her teeth were perfectly straight and pearly White. She was a cook and stayed at home all day everyday, apart from weekends. Curt on the other hand was tall, muscly and buff. He had short, scruffy back hair, forest green eyes, straight white teeth bit crooked lips. He had cheekbones like an abercrombie model. Curt was a firefighter and worked every weekend but was off during the week. As we arrived to their modern American appartement, my dad and step-mum told my step-brother Josh to keep still-he suffered bad from ADHD and only spoke to his mum...he ignored absolutely everyone. Luke answered the door, smiling his 12 year old smile and greeted us welcomly. "MOOOMMMM!!!" he screeched up the stairs... We all walked in and took off our shoes. I glanced at myself in the mirror whilst I walked past it.. My blonde hair, slightly curled, my extra black long eyelashes fluttered flirtasiously and my red lips poured naturally. I was, at school, one of the hot girls. I didn't see it myself but apparantly I was...so I wasn't going to object. As I caught up to my family in the other room, I caught sight of Curt's eyes looking at me...I looked back, then laughed along with the joke Liz made..I hadn't heard it but I pretended I had. When I looked back at Curt, he was still looking at me. I felt strangely turned on...I had to forget about it...I mean he was 9 years older than me! But I couldn't help it. Whilst my sister, step-brother, Luke and Steven went into the other room to play the Wii on their enormous TV, I stayed in the bar room with my dad, step-mum, Curt and Liz. As Liz brought out alcoholic drinks for the adults, and me a pepsi, we sat and chatted. The adults were getting slightly drunk..and roaring with laughter. I laughed along. Fitting in the scene perfectly. As Liz cracked numerous amounts of jokes my dad and step-mum were laughing their head off. I was now laughing out of politeness. I looked over to Curt. His forest green eyes were staring sexily at me as he took a swig of his beer, not taking them off of me. I bit my bottom lip...what was going on? Since when have me and him been....so attracted to eachother. I mean I had grown up and matured now... As I looked away again I could feel his sexy, seductive, smoking hot face just staring at me. I kept on looking at him...the sexual tension was so thick. I was extremley turned on by him...but maybe I was imagining it. The laughs got louder and louder and me and Curt kept on staring at eachother as if we were going to pounce at any....moment.... "AHHHHH!!!!!!" Steven and Luke ran screaming into the room bursting our gaze. "DADDDYY!!! Steven's beating me up!!" Luke squealed, leaping into his fathers arms. My face dropped...of course he wasn't attracted to me...he was married, he had two kids and he was almost a decade older than me! "come on...let's get you to bed. It's late for you to be up anyway" he whispered in his ear, taking one more glance at me as his son snuggled into his neck. He carried Luke in a marriage style and held Steven's hand with his spare hand, and escorted them upstairs. "Goodnight my pumpkins!" Liz blew a kiss to their sons. "night mom!" they replied cheerfully. I looked at my dad, "I'm going to go to the toilet." I said, shuffling out of my chair.
I went up the dark, glass stairs and onto a hallway.. I turned to the left where the bathroom was; as I creeped down the landing, I passed multiple family photos. They looked like the front of cheesy Christmas cards. They were perfect. I eventually got to the bathroom, thd large white door was slightly ajar so I went inside.. "oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I said covering my eyes as I had walked in on Curt peeing. "oh haha..it's fine." he smiled, zipping up his jeans. I tried not to look but I secretly peered through my fingers. As he whipped around to me I quickly hid my eyes again, "can I look yet??" I giggled. He didn't reply. Suddenly, I felt a warm hand on mine, Curt's hand. He gently lifted my hand off my eyes and kept a hold of it. As we stood there, my hand in his...I felt a current of lust rush through my veins. I thrusted forward slightly so our lips were almost touching. Our hands still connected. We were so close I could feel his warm, beer scented breath on my lips...... "Here you guys are!!!!" Liz belched. We snapped apart almost instantly. "wh...why are...you two...rascals in....the bathroom....at the same time?!" she drunkingly stuttered. Curt rubbed the back of his neck, "I didn't feel well so Emily was helping me by running the cold water on my face." he winked at me. "ye....yeah!" I stuttered as he nudged me subtly. Liz held her shaking had to Curt's perfect jaw line and tried to steady her alcohol riddled eyes. "your face....is dry!" she half sang and started to giggle. I raised an eyebrow. "I dried it...you should get to bed Babe..." he suggested. "I need...to p*ss...FIRST!" she again sang then whispered then shouted.. Curt held his hands up in defense and lead me out of the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and I turned to him once I was outside. Our lips were at touching distance again...I opened my mouth and let out a slight moan..ever so quietly. "you guys can stay the night...if you want." he suggested, whispering and fixing a piece of loose hair that fell from my parting. I stepped back, "yeah...sure..I mean...they can't drive home now!" He giggled...oh my what a sexy sexy giggle. I blushed...then ran downstairs...I felt so wrong being like this with him...I had to stop.
Okay so the next two posts will be a bit graphic so DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE IT!!! Simples x ----------------------------------------------- "dad, we can stay the night!" I smiled as I entered the bar room. My dad perked up, "really? Is that okay with....Curt and Liz??" Just then Curt waltzed in, "yeah it's fine. You two can sleep in the spare room...Josh and Taylor can sleep in the two singles room and Emily can sleep in the lounge..." he smiled. "ahh thanks buddy...I think I'll hit the hay now..." my dad said, grabbing a hold of my step-mum's arm and leading her upstairs. As he walked past Curt he patted him on the shoulder. Curt stuck his hands and his pockets and swayed a little bit, nodding. Then there was only me and Curt...in the same room...alone...everyone had gone to bed...except us two. I stood on the other side of the room to him...biting my bottom lip...I wanted him so bad...it physically hurt. "want a drink??" he gestured over to the bar. "sure...what have you got?" I smiled, running my fingers through my tousled blonde hair then placing my hands on my curvy hips. "come over here and I'll show ya." he winked. I walked cautiously towards the bar and him. He pointed to a fridge load of alcohol... "I...err...probably shouldn't...my dad would..." "kill you? That doesn't matter...he's in bed...what he doesn't know won't hurt him." he brought his perfectly shaped lips so close to mine it sent shivers down my spine. "I'll take that pink bottle...please." I suddenly blurted out, easing the tension. His eyes widened, "phew...wow..hope you're not a lightweight." he laughed, "this is deadly...one of these can knock you out...I'll give you half...I'll have the other..." he said opening the bottle, showing off his ripped arms. I swooned. "I think you're p*ssed enough as it is.." I flirted. He shrugged his broad shoulders, causing his t-shirt to crease. Curt handled me the bottle... "we share the bottle?" I raised an eyebrow. "oh come on...I don't got cooties." he smiled. "i don't care myself...just thinking about you." I shrugged sexily. He bit his bottom lip as my lips touched the rim of the bottle, I took a big gulp and felt the rush of adreniline pump through my veins instantly. He held his hand out and I placed the bottle into it. He took a swig, and gulped the same as me, "ahhh.." he sighed afterwards. "so...how's high school going?? Any boyfriends??" he smiled, arching his eyebrow in such a model-like way. I smirked, snatching the bottle from him and taking a swig, "nah...high school boys don't do anything for me..." I could see him smile in the corner of my eye... "really?" he said, trying to act serious. "nope...I like.....older men......" I seductively muttered, crossing my legs to restrain me from pouncing on him. I could feel him getting turned on as he took another gulp of the deadly poison. I don't know why I was behaving a bit like a slut...1) because I was wildly seduced by Curt and 2) because I'd had some deadly alcohol. But I couldn't help myself. He leaned in closer...so close this time our lips were touching but we weren't kissing...I felt the vibrations move as he spoke. "more to drink?" he asked, almost licking my lips. I nodded innocently as he back away and entered his beer fridge and took out two bottles of alcopops. He opened them...and handed me the first one he opened. I took a swig whilst my eyes were locked onto his. I finished the whole bottle without stopping and "ahhhh" I sighed afterwards. The room was spinning a little. "I'm surprised you don't have a boyfriend...being as.....sexy...as you are." he said, bringing his hand to my knee. I looked down at it. His hand placed there. I shuffled around a little, pushing his hand off, then bit my lip again. "I think they know I don't do highschool guys..." I seductively smiled. The sexual tension was raging through the air...I couldn't hold it in for much longer. As he carried on talking, I watched his mouth, it seemed as if he was speaking in slow motion... I could feel myself throwing myself forward and i couldnt hold it in any longer, even if the world depended on it then I did it. I leaned in and kissed him. It was so passionate: he rubbed his hands down my back sending millions of tiny electrical pulses down my spine. Then moved his magical hands along my stomach...eventually moving them further and further down towards the rim of my jeans. I shivered with pleasure mixed with nerves. I ran my fingers through his luxorious hair, scruffing it up even more. As he struggled for a while, he eventually unbuttoned my top button of my jeans... I let out a slight moan, forgetting the fact that my family was upstairs..and so was his. "shh..." he whispered, "we can't get caught." I nodded, "i'm sorry..i cant help it!" I pulled him in by his shirt collar and passionately kissed him... We were making out full-on...he had manage to unzip my jeans and moved his hands through my hair. I unbuttoned my shirt rapidly...looking down when I missed one. "shit." i cursed. When I finally got it undone I ripped my shirt off in a rush and was just in my bra and jeans. I roughly forced my lips onto his wrapping my hands around his warm neck. "wait...the door..." I said inbetween kisses. It was so rough, passionate and fast. "urgh...one second..." he grunted. He ran over to the door...and slammed it shut, locking it afterwards. He turned around to me slowly and smirked. He stared at my chest...arching his eyebrow and widening his eyes... As he rubbed his hands together, he walked swiftly over to me. I put my arms around his neck and he picked me up and placed me on the bar counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he stood up and I sat down. We made out forcefully again. "uhhh Emily..." he moaned. I lifted my head up as he ate my neck..giving me a hickey... He moved his head into my chest and kissed me passionately there. I tilted my head back..."Curtis!" I screamed. Curt put his hand to my mouth instantly. "look...this is amazing Em...but we need to keep quiet...if we get caught.......we just can't get caught...okay?" he said it nicely...not rudely or anything. "I'm sorry...I just can't help it..." I went in and kissed him again. This time I rolled my jeans down as we continued to make out. Revealing my pink, lacy thong. He looked down and his eyes almost bulged out of his skull. "perv" I winked and laughed aloud. "whatever...who the f*ck cares?" he said into my neck. He started kissing my chest then went down and down...... further and further