All-American Strap-On Ch. 06

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Allison stuffs me like a thanksgiving turkey

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I was pleasantly surprised when Allison invited me to spend thanksgiving with her and her family up in Maine. Although I was supposed to return home to spend the holiday with my folks, I explained to them that I was spending it with my girlfriend, whom I hoped to introduce them too one day soon. It was a little white lie, since Allison and I weren’t really dating. In fact, I wasn’t sure what we were, but I was savoring my time spent with her.

As we rode the Amtrak train from Boston to Portland Maine, Allison told me all about her family. They sounded like a typical conservative New England family. Her father was a foreman at a large tile factory and her mother was an elementary school teacher. I was surprised to learn that Allison had two sisters; one younger and one older. If they looked anything like Allison, I imagined they were beautiful as well. As we got closer to Portland, Allison leaned in and I could sense she had something important to tell me.

“Look, if it’s ok with you, would you mind pretending to be my boyfriend?”

I laughed.

“What do you mean?”

“My parents don’t know I’m gay and if I come home with you….”

I cut her off.

“You’ve never brought a guy home to meet your folks?”

Allison nodded.

“Why would I?”

She had a point. As a lesbian, she would have no reason to.

“Anyway, I need you do this for me. It will mean a lot to them,” she said while giving me her best puppy dog eyes.

“Ok,” I said with a smile.

As we arrived at the station, Allison pointed out her dad’s pick-up truck in the parking lot. Once the train had stopped, we took our small carry-on bags down from the overhead rack and walked outside. It was cold and rainy outside.

Allison’s father met us on the station platform. After Allison gave him a big hug, he turned to me and stuck his hand out.

“I’m John, nice to meet you,” he said as he shook my hand.

I replied in kind.

As we rode back to Allison’s house, I took in the scenery. I had always been enamored by traditional cape cod style houses. There was something quaint about them.

Sure enough, when we finally arrived at Allison’s house, it was a nice sized cape cod style home.

When walked inside, Allison’s mother and sisters were busy cooking in the kitchen. I could smell the aroma of various foods.

After meeting the rest of the family, Allison, me and her father went and sat in the living room. Allison and I sat down next to each other on a comfortable leather couch. Her father then offered to make us drinks. I opted for rum and coke and Allison asked for a glass of wine. As we waited for the drinks, I looked at illegal bahis the pictures of the family displayed in various frames. When her father returned, he handed us our drinks and sat down in a lounge chair directly across from us.

“So, I finally get to meet one of my daughter’s boyfriends,” her father joked.

I looked over and saw Allison blushing.

“I was beginning to think none of them existed.”

“Dad!” Allison whined.

“Come on honey, you’ve only brought home girlfriends during your entire four years of college,” her father replied.

“That’s because I knew you’d be like this,” she said.

I found their banter quite entertaining as I took a big sip of my drink which was quite strong.

Allison also took a big sip of her wine. Her father then looked at me.

“So, have you attended any of her crew meets?”

“Umm, yeah, quite a few actually,” I quickly replied. It was a blatant lie.

“Pretty exciting, right?” he replied.

I nodded as I took a big sip of my drink.

“Actually, Allison has quite a good stroke,” I remarked jokingly.

Her dad looked at me quizzically.

“She really pumps hard, to the finish line,” I continued.

Allison playfully elbowed me in the ribs and whispered, “stop it!”

“Dad, he doesn’t even know the right terminology,” Allison said.

Sensing his daughter’s discomfort, he goaded me on.

“That’s my girl,” he joked. As we all took another sip of our drinks, Allison’s mother yelled from the kitchen.

“Hon, can you come in here and help me for a second.”

Her father put down his drink and slowly got up. “Coming,” he grumbled as he walked.

When he was out of sight, Allison turned to me.

“I’m going to kill you,” she whispered.

I could tell she was pretending to be over-dramatic.

“Would you relax!” I said as I took another big swig of my drink.

By now the alcohol was beginning to hit me and I was feeling bold.

When her father returned, he licking gravy off his fingers.

“So, how did you guys meet?” he asked looking at both of us.

I looked at Allison to see if she wanted to respond.

“We met in Anthropology class,” she replied.

Her father nodded as he took another sip of his drink.

Before long it was time for dinner and we all gathered around the table complete with a large turkey in the middle and all the fixings. Allison’s sisters then started a lively conversation about the latest Netflix shows they were both binge watching over the holiday.

As we ate, Allison’s mother asked me questions about my major and what I wanted to do after graduating. At one point she insinuated that there were good job prospects around Portland if I wanted to consider relocating.

I looked at Gwenn and smiled.

“This meal is delicious,” I said while looking over at Allison’s mother.

“Thank you,” she replied as she smiled back at me.

After illegal bahis siteleri dinner, we all helped clear the table and wash the dishes in the kitchen.

By the time everything was put away it was almost 9 pm. Allison’s sisters then went to the TV room to watch one of their Netflix shows together while her parents joined Allison and I in the living room. Her father made a point of refreshing my glass of rum and coke.

“So what will you two do tomorrow?” Allison’s mother asked us.

Allison shrugged.

“Why don’t you take him to Wharf downtown?” she suggested.

Her mother then looked at me.

“There’s lots of nice little holiday shops, you could buy some gifts for your folks.”

“That sounds fun!” I replied.

After talking for an hour, Allison’s parents decided they were going to get ready for bed. We all said goodnight to each other and went upstairs. Fortunately, Allison’s room was furthest down the hall from her parents.

After getting back to her room, Allison shut the door.

“Your family is so nice,” I said.

“I was going to kill you earlier,” she said.

I laughed.

“Come on, there was no way your dad picked up on anything.”

Allison then pushed me on the bed then straddled me like a tiger.

“For my revenge, I’m going to fuck your brains out,” she said as she looked down at me with her seductive brown eyes.

“Ok,” I said as I broke out laughing.

“Laugh all you want, but I’m going to stuff you like a thanksgiving turkey,” she said with a big grin.

She then got up and locked her room door. The door had an old-fashioned push-button lock in the center of the knob. I hoped to god it still worked.

Once the door was locked Allison began getting undressed. I slowly followed suit.

In my wildest hopes I almost believed that maybe tonight Allison was going to have conventional sex with me and that I would finally get to experience the paradise between her legs.

“Get undressed, slow poke,” she whispered.

Before long I was down to my boxers. There was a slight draft in the room as I sat on her bed on top of her blanket and pulled me knees into my chest to warm up.

Allison was still wearing her panties and bra as she walked over to her closet. She opened the door and I could hear her rummaging for something. After a short while she finally emerged carrying a small shoe box. She walked over sat down on the edge of the bed and opened it.

Inside was a red strap-on dildo in a black harness, a bottle of lube, some other sex toys and a colorful assortment of condoms.

I looked at Allison who had a beaming smile on her face.

“This was the first strap-on I ever bought. It’s from a sex shop in downtown Portland,” she said as she took it out of the box. I estimated the strap-on was about six inches long.

“Will I ever get to fuck you?” I asked, while giving her my best puppy dog eyes.

“Maybe….if canlı bahis siteleri you’re a good boy tonight,” She said as she stood up and began putting on the strap-on harness. After the harness was on, she tightened the straps on the sides and stuck her hand inside the front of it.

“Perfect.” She said to herself.

Previously she’d told me that friction in the harness rubbing against her clit gave her some of the best orgasms.

She then took one of the multi-colored condom wrappers out of the box, opened it and slid the condom over the strap-on.

“This is going to feel really nice,” she said as she finished sliding on the condom.

“I’m cold,” I said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up,” she replied.

Allison then climbed on the bed next me.

“Get under the covers.”

I slowly eased myself back in the bed and pulled the blanket over me.

Allison then got in bed next to me. I felt the strap-on bounce against my leg. She then took the bottle of lube, squirted some into her hand and rubbed them together as if warming the lube.

“Take off your boxers, silly,” she whispered. I slowly slid them off and threw them on the floor.

Once my boxers were off, she reached her hand under the covers in search of my cock. Finding it, she slowly began to stroke me. By now she had her hand job motion down to a science.

Soon I was sufficiently hard and Allison told me to lay on my side facing away from her. She then put some lube on the strap-on and rubbed it on with her hand. For the next few minutes, she proceeded to loosen me up by putting only the tip of the strap-on in my butt and taking it out after a few seconds. Each time she would go a little deeper.

Between being under the warm blanker and anticipating what was about to happen next, I was beginning to warm up.

Finally, Allison thought I was ready for the main performance. She told me to squat on all fours and positioned herself behind me; kneeling on her knees.

She then began to push to the head of the strap-on into my butt. As she did, she massaged my lower back with her other hand.

Between my rock-hard erection and buzz I was feeling from the rum and cokes, I slowly backed up towards Allison to make her job easier.

“Whoah….ok,” she said; surprised that I was backing up towards her and taking more of the strap-on in my butt.

Before long, she was fully inside me and making long strokes in and out. She then lifted one of her legs and put in my side while still kneeling with the other leg.

I then began stroking my own cock with my hand. That combined with sensation of Allison’s strap-on inside of me made me feel like I could cum at any moment. I started to lean downward as I neared orgasm. As I inadvertently pulled away from Allison, she reached her hand between my arm and gently pulled it away from my cock and pulled my body back upright.

“I’m close,” she said, as she continued thrusting into me. She was breathing heavily.

“So was I,” I replied.

“Don’t cum yet,” she said.

“Why not?”

“Because I promise it will be worth your while,” she said as she continued thrusting into me.

To be continued…

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