Ali’s Hidden Past: A Forbidden Relationship

I had been replaying the memory of her grinding on my cock so many times that I was starting to question whether it was real or just a figment of my imagination. The image of her in those cute white panties, barely visible through her shorts, was more erotic to me than any obscene scene. It consumed me, and I couldn’t think of anything else.

Kate’s suggestion to invite Ali to our bowling night with friends was the perfect opportunity for me to see her again. I didn’t want Ali to suspect anything, so I pushed back, citing our plans with Devin and Ash. But Kate was right, as she often was – Devin always invited more people, and it would be nice to have Ali join us.

“Umm, well, I don’t know, we kinda had plans with Devin and Ash,” I replied, trying to sound convincing.

“They always invite other people when we go, you know that, remember last time it ended up being like 10 of us,” Kate argued.

“Ok, fine, you’re right, they always do invite more people,” I agreed.

The final days leading up to Friday felt like an eternity. I played out countless scenarios in my head while sitting at my desk, much to the detriment of my productivity. I was surprised I didn’t get fired for my lack of work.

Finally, Friday arrived, and I was counting down the minutes until 4:00. When the clock struck 4:00, I packed my things and headed home to get ready. Kate was already home, finishing her hair.

“So, what time is Ali coming over? We have to be there at 6:00,” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“She should be here around 5:00. Do you mind if she spends the night again? I’m sure we’re all going to be drinking and I don’t want her driving home afterwards,” Kate responded.

“Sure, that’s fine,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, while secretly bursting with excitement.

I was downstairs on the couch when I heard the doorbell ring. My heart started racing with excitement. I walked over to the door, trying to compose myself. When I opened it, I saw Ali, with her cute smile and a forest green tank top that showed off her bigger-than-ever tits.

“Hey, you,” she smiled.

“Heeeyyy,” I responded, feeling like an idiot.

I extended my arms, and she came in for a hug. Her perfume shot up my nostrils like a drug, and I felt my cock swelling.

We hugged for a few seconds, and I let go before it got too long. “Come in, Kate should be done soon,” I said, trying to sound normal.

Ali came inside and took a seat on the couch. I joined her, and we started talking about her classes and stuff. Not long after, Kate came down, and we got ready to head out.

We got to the bowling alley, and Kate was right – Devin had invited a few friends, and it ended up being like 12 of us. It was nice, actually, because it helped break the tension I was feeling and distracted me enough to think of something else.

As the night went on, Kate started taking shots with the girls. I wasn’t worried about her, knowing she wasn’t a big drinker. Ali, on the other hand, was a different story. She partied a lot, but I wasn’t concerned. The night wrapped up, and we got ready to go. Kate was absolutely sloshed, and I had to help her to the car.

We headed home, and Kate was basically asleep. We sat in silence for a bit, then Ali spoke up.

“Hey, Mike, are you going to bed when we get home or are you down to have a few more drinks?”

“I’m down to have a few more. I hardly drank, it’s you two drunks that got hammered,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Kate mumbled something incoherent, and Ali cracked up laughing.

“Ok, great!” she responded.

We got home, and Kate was passed out. I had to carry her inside, while Ali couldn’t stop laughing about it. We got inside, and I headed to the room to take Kate to bed. Ali headed to our spare bedroom to change, I assumed.

I couldn’t wait to see what she would change into. I got Kate in bed and headed to the bathroom to pee before I was ready to head downstairs. My stomach was in a knot; I was so nervous and excited.

I changed into some gray sweat shorts and a T-shirt and headed downstairs. Her door was open, so I knew she was already down. I headed down and heard her in the kitchen. I walked over to her and was immediately hit with the sight of her attire. She was wearing the same tiny shorts as last time but this time had a white tank top on with clearly no bra underneath.

Her nipples were easily visible poking through the thin fabric, and I felt my cock twitch at the sight of her. I looked at her up and down, and she loved it, with a smirk on her face. I snapped out of it, realizing she was already making drinks.

“Oh boy,” I laughed, “You weren’t kidding about having some drinks.”

“What? Are you scared?” she poked at me.

“Scared? Ha! It’s you I’m worried about,” I jabbed back.

She smiled and proceeded to fill half the glass with tequila and the other half with Sprite, then handed it to me.

“Here you go then,” she smiled.

She grabbed her drink and took a large drink, clearly not playing around.

“So… what do you want to do?” I asked her.

“Hmm, idk, we can just go to the couch and watch TV and chat?” she suggested.

“Works for me,” I responded.

We headed over to the couch and took a seat, modestly close to each other. We started talking about her school again, then her parties, and then about boys.

“I don’t know, it’s like the boys are so immature at my age, and tbh, they aren’t that great in bed so that sucks,” she said, and I felt my legs begin to quiver.

“Yeah, I hear you. I was there not that long ago, haha, most guys suck in bed at that age, but don’t worry, they’ll get better as you get a little bit older,” I responded, not pushing anything yet.

Out of the blue, her tone changed, and she looked at me.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Is it normal for girls to watch porn?”

“Of course it is. I know lots of girls that watched porn growing up,” I said, trying to keep my cool.

She stayed silent for a moment.

“Hmm, yeah, but Kate doesn’t. She told me when I asked her about it,” she said.

“Hmm, yeah, Kate doesn’t care much for it, but that doesn’t mean it’s not normal. I mean, I still watch porn,” I told her.

She looked up at me.

“I mean, every guy watches porn though,” she laughed.

“True,” I laughed back.

“The better question is what kind of porn do you watch?” I asked her, biting my lip, awaiting her response.

“Hmm… normal stuff, I guess,” she thought about it.

“What’s normal?” I asked.

“You know, like hot girls with guys, idk how else to explain it,” she responded.

“Ok, fair enough,” I laughed, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

We sat there for a minute, then she said:

“Want to see my favorite video?”

“Haha, I mean, sure, if you want to show me,” I responded, trying not to sound too eager.

She reached over for my laptop and asked me to unlock it for her. I did, and she handed it back to me. I was concerned that Kate might hear something, so I stood up to grab some headphones.

I noticed Ali staring at my cock and the clear outline of it through my shorts, and it sent chills down my spine, but I played it cool.

I walked back over and sat next to her, this time. She had PH already pulled up, and I put the headphone in and placed one bud in my ear and handed her the other.

She had the laptop on her legs, and she searched for something, then clicked on a video.

It was an interesting one. It was a cute blonde girl and a guy on a bed with a mirror on the ceiling. It had no intro, it got right into the sex. It wasn’t what I would normally watch, but still, it was hot.

We finished watching it, and she asked me:

“What did you think?” with a cute smile on her face.

“Not bad at all!” I responded, pretending I liked it more than I realistically did.

“Good! Now you show me your favorite video,” she said.

I had to think about that. I had so many videos I loved, but I wanted to pick one I thought she would like. I settled on a brother/sister video where they had to share a bed and end up fooling around. It was a 30-minute-long video with a great intro that showed them slowly touching each other then building up to a great sex scene.

The video started, and Ali leaned in closer to me. Our legs and shoulders touched. Not long into the video, I felt my cock getting really hard.

There wasn’t much I could do to hide it, and I didn’t care to hide it. I watched as my shorts stretched out, and I sported a full hard-on. Ali was glued to the screen and didn’t look at first.

Then I noticed her glance down, getting a full view of it. I saw a grin on her face from the corner of my eye, and I could feel the both of us shaking a little, the tension was insane.

15 minutes into the video, and a few more glances at my cock, she finally turned her head and looked over at me, smiling.

“Soo, Mike… looks like you’re a little excited down there…” she said, laughing with a lustful look in her eyes.

I grinned and smiled, covering up a bit with my hand.

“Yeah… haha, sorry about that! I can’t help it. He has a mind of his own,” I laughed.

“Well, yeah… that’s true. But that doesn’t mean I’m not turned on… I’m so wet right now…” she said, biting down on her lip.

My cock noticeably jerked up as I heard her say that. I was ready to pounce on her in that moment but was loving the slow build more than anything.

“Oh yeah…?” I asked, trying to keep my cool.

“Mm, good. I’m glad I’m not the only one then…”

She thought for a second.

“Hmm, would it be so wrong if we touched ourselves? My pussy is aching right now,” she said.

“Fuck me,” I thought, as if I wasn’t obsessed with her enough already.

“Umm… No, I don’t think it would be so bad…” I responded, shaking.

“Mm ok then.”

As she reached for the blanket, she pulled me into a sensual moment, placing the laptop on one of my legs and the other half on hers. The soft glow of the screen cast a warm light on her face, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. She covered herself with the blanket, leaning back with a subtle smile. I was both disappointed and turned on by her decision to cover up.

Ali reached under the blanket and began to touch herself, her moans growing louder with each passing moment. I was transfixed, my eyes drifting back to the screen but ultimately drawn to her again. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of longing, but I didn’t touch myself, too caught up in the moment to consider my own desires.

“Mmm, Mike. Aren’t you going to touch yourself?” she asked, her voice husky and intimate.

I bit my lip, feeling a mix of emotions. “Mm, well yeah, but I don’t really want to cover up like you can,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Ali’s response was nervous, but she didn’t push the issue. “Hmm, well, I don’t mind if you don’t,” she said, her eyes locked on mine.

I thought for a moment before responding, “Mmm, okay then.” I arched my back, pulling my shorts and briefs down to my knees, and my cock sprang up, precum dripping from the head.

Ali’s eyes widened, and she looked at me with a mix of shock and desire. “Holy fuck, Mike,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

She looked at me with a newfound appreciation, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. “I’m glad you like it,” I said, smiling.

Ali laughed nervously, her eyes drifting back to my cock. “Umm, yeah, you could say that.”

I leaned back, stroking my cock up and down, trying to resist the urge to climax. Ali continued to touch herself, moaning louder with each passing moment. The tension between us was palpable, and I could feel my desire building.

“Well, if you aren’t covering up, then I guess I don’t have to either,” she said, her voice filled with a sense of liberation.

I looked at her, my eyes locked on hers. “No one told you to cover up. You think I would mind?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

Ali smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, I was trying to be modest, but since your… cock is out, then I guess it’s okay.”

She pushed the blanket aside, leaning forward, and slid her shorts and pink panties down to her ankles. I was taken aback by her beauty, my eyes drawn to her shaved pussy. The glistening slit was a sight to behold, and I felt my cock drip precum in response.

Ali looked at me, her eyes locked on mine. “Mmm, what do you think? Is my pussy pretty enough?” she asked, her voice husky and intimate.

I swallowed, trying to find my words. “It’s fucking perfect, Jesus Christ,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Ali devilishly smiled, and I knew I was in trouble. “Mm good,” she said, her eyes sparkling with desire.

At this point, the porn was irrelevant. “What do you say we turn off the laptop and just watch each other?” I suggested, my voice filled with a sense of longing.

Ali bit her lip, her eyes locked on mine. “I think that’s a good idea,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I closed the laptop, pushing it to the side, and turned towards her, my eyes locked on hers. Ali was carefully rubbing her clit, spreading her juices around. Her nipples were rock hard, poking through her top, and I couldn’t help but glance up at them.

“Mmm, might as well take this off too,” she said, lifting her shirt off. Her breasts were perfectly tanned and perky, with tiny round nipples.

I was taken aback by their beauty, my jaw dropping in response. “Wow,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Ali laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “They aren’t as big as Kate’s, I know, but I like them,” she said, her voice filled with a sense of confidence.

I smiled, my eyes locked on hers. “They are amazing,” I replied, trying to find my words.

I took my shirt off too, and we were both fully naked on the couch, masturbating next to each other. The tension between us was palpable, and I could feel my desire building.

Ali spread her legs a little more, giving me a better view of her pussy. She inserted two fingers inside, moaning in response. I continued to stroke my cock slowly, trying to avoid climaxing.

She picked up the pace, fucking herself with her fingers, and the sound of her wet pussy was driving me crazy. I was starting to lose control, my desire building with each passing moment.

I reached out, cupping her breast with my hand, squeezing it lightly. Ali moaned in response, her eyes locked on mine.

“Mike… Fuck… I’m going to cum already,” she panted, her voice filled with a sense of desperation.

I grabbed her nipples with my fingers, squeezing them gently, swirling them with my fingers. Ali’s eyes widened, and she looked at me with a mix of shock and desire.

“Mike… Fuck… I’m going to cum,” she panted, her voice barely above a whisper.

She arched her back, her pitch rising with her moans, and I kept rubbing her nipples as she began to hit the peak of her orgasm. Just as she was cumming, she grabbed my thigh, squeezing it as her orgasm crashed through her.

Ahhh ahhh aaaaaa

Without notice, she tightly gripped my cock, and the feeling of her hand wrapped around my cock as she came was enough to make me blast. I clenched hard to avoid it as she began to stroke it hard. Finally, her orgasms began to slow.

“Holy fuck, Mike… I came so fucking hard,” she let go of my cock, panting.

I stared at her, her hair sweaty, panting, and I couldn’t resist. I dove for her mouth, beginning to kiss her. She grabbed my head, kissing back, pushing her tongue in my mouth, swirling it around, making out uncontrollably.

Her lips were so soft I could melt in them. I reached down her legs, and her pussy was drenched, wetter than any girl I had ever felt before. I stuck my fingers in her, beginning to fuck her with them while we made out.

She broke off from the kiss. “Ohh fuck, Mike… I’m going to fucking cum again already,” she panted.

I began to kiss her neck, licking her, breathing hard against her, and her moans increased again. It sounded like I was slapping a puddle with how wet she was.

“Mike, oh Mike… fuckkkkk,” she moaned.

I got lower, sucking on her tits, nibbling on her nipple lightly. Ali tightened her hand on my cock, and she started to cum again. I felt her walls tighten against my fingers as her second orgasm rocked her.

“Ohhhh myyy fucking god….” she released. “I have never came so hard, Mike. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I’ve never been more turned on in my life… This is so wrong.”

I had never been more turned on either. “Mm, Ali, I know. I’m so turned on too… And yes, it’s wrong, but fuck… I can’t resist you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Ali looked at me, starting to stroke my cock harder. “Mmm, I want you to cum now… will you cum for your teenage sister-in-law?” she asked, her eyes begging for it.

“Oh fuck… yes, please. I’m going to cum so hard,” I replied, my voice filled with a sense of longing.

Ali leaned into me, gripping it with both hands, stroking it, swirling it with her hands, rubbing all my precum around.

“Fuck, you have such a nice cock. I can’t believe how big you are,” she said, her voice husky and intimate.

Her complement alone could make me cum. I leaned my head back, starting to feel myself rise. “Oh fuck, Ali… I’m getting close,” I moaned.

Ali sped up some. “Yes… Cum for me, Mike. Cum,” she ordered.

I clenched my ass as I reached those wonderful seconds before blasting. “Oh Ali, I’m cumming,” I moaned.

Without thinking about it, she lunged forward, placing my cock in her mouth, grabbing the shaft with her hands, bobbing up and down on it, taking all my cum down her throat.

“FFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK” I released as she drained my balls in her mouth.

She pushed her head deeper, taking it all in. My warm ropes hitting the back of her throat. She took it nearly all in without gagging, just her fist on the base of my shaft from taking it all. She slurped and sucked on the head, ensuring she didn’t waste a drip. My orgasm finishing up.

“Oh my God, Ali… that was fucking unreal,” I exclaimed.

She took my cock out of her mouth, swallowed my entire load, and licked her lips as she did it.

“Mm good, your cum was fucking delicious,” she said, her voice husky and intimate.

We stared at each other, the reality of what happened settling in. Both panting.

“Well, I think we should go to bed now,” Ali stated.

I nodded.

She leaned over, gave me a wet kiss, then whispered in my ear, “I’m yours now.”