Alma - Part One (F/solo, M/F, MM/F, M/FF, MM/FF, voy, oral, breast, nc?)
By: Isabella Reyes
Feb 2001


    It was a bright sunny day in California. Alma woke to the sound of her 
baby crying in the
back bedroom. At 19, she was already a mother of a 9 month old boy. The 
father, or at least 
who she thought was the father, was in prison for a drive-by shooting. She 
lived with her 
mother, father, and her 15 year old sister, Monica. Alma got out of bed and 
put a t-shirt on and 
a pair of cutoff sweats. She walked to the baby's bed and changed him. She 
then carried her 
son into her the kitchen and prepared a bottle for his breakfast. After her 
son had finsihed 
his breakfast, he fell back asleep. "Wow. I finally have some free time" Alma 
thought. Her 
parents were not home and her sister was at school. 

    Alma walked back to her room and laid on her bed. Alma was a very 
attractive woman. She
stood 5-04 and weighed 115 pounds. She had a rather large chest on her small 
frame, which 
made her look bustier than her 34C breasts were. Her waist was small, but she 
had lovely thick
Latina hips. She had relatively dark skin which got even darker in the summer 
months. Her
face contained a lucious set of thick lips, dark brown eyes, and was 
surrounded by shoudler 
length dark brown hair. 

    As she laid there, Alma thought back to the last time she had sex. 
Hector, her baby's father, 
was a relatively senior member of a local Hispanic gang. He got locked up 
right after the baby 
was born. Hector had left a standing "order" that nobody was to hit on Alma, 
or they would 
end up in a dumpster somewhere. Hector's "orders" were followed. Plain and 
simple. As a 
result, Alma had not been with a guy in almost 8 months. Alma gave in to the 
urge on occasion 
to bring herself to orgasm with her fingers. She began to think that today 
was going to be one
of those occasions.

    Alma pulled her shirt up over her tits. They were drooping slightly off 
the sides since she
was laying on her back. They were capped with dark brown nipples surrounded 
by almost 
silver dollar sized areolae. She took her right hand and began to trace 
circles around her big
nipples. They responded by getting hard. Alma took her thumb and finger and 
put them into
her mouth, making them wet with saliva. She then began to squeeze her nipples 
between her
thumb and finger, running her finger over them. Alma could almost feel the 
sensation making a 
direct line for her pussy. She could feel her pussy getting moist at the 
pleasure she was giving
herself. She bit her lower lip and arched her back. She slid her left hand 
slowly down her lean 
body and under the waistband of her cut-off sweat pants. 

    Alma traced the trimmed line of hair she had above her pussy with her 
hand. She continued 
lower until she made slight contact with her clit. She moved her hand lower, 
and used a finger 
to slide up and down her slick slit. "Why am I teasing myself?" she thought 
with a slight laugh.
She slid her middle finger past the lips of her pussy and into her waiting 
hole. She continued to
rub her nipples with one hand, while fingering herself with the other. She 
began to work her 
finger in and out. She added a second finger and sped up the pace a little. 
Every few minutes,
she took her fingers and rubbed them around on her clit, but went right back 
to fingering her
young Latina pussy. Her body felt betrayed. She had been brought up that 
masturbation was
wrong, but she felt so good. 

    It didn't take long for Alma to have herself on the brink of an oragsm. 
She continued to 
work her fingers in and out at a hurried pace when she felt her orgasm start. 
She felt the tingle
from her head to her toes, before she felt the release of her juices around 
her fingers. She 
fingered herself through her orgasm. She removed her fingers and licked them 
off, savoring the
flavor of her nectar. She laid on the bed and drifted back off to sleep, in 
her post-orgasmic 
bliss. 

    About 2pm, Alma awoke to hearing the front door of her house shut. She 
got out of bed
and began to walk down the hall toward the living room. She heard her sister 
and a male voice
she had not heard before. 

    "Ricky! I don't know where my parents are. They might get home any 
minute! We can't..." 
Monica said. 

    "Then we need to hurry, mija. Don't send me home all hard again with 
nothing." the male 
replied. "Let's just try. I can sneak out the back if they come home. If we 
stay in this room, we 
can see the driveway."

    "AY! I guess, Ricky... I hope they don't come home!" Monica answered. 
Alma walked  
down the hall until she could see them in the mirror. Ricky was quite good 
looking. He looked 
about 17 years old, with a short hair cut and a body of a baseball player. He 
was wearing a pair 
of khaki cargo pants and a tan shirt. Monica was sitting next to him on the 
couch. Ricky rolled 
over and began to kiss Monica. It wasn't long before Alma noticed that Ricky 
was rubbing all 
over her sister's body. 

    Within minutes, Ricky had unbuttoned Monica's top and was rubbing her 
breasts through
the fabric of her white lace bra. Monica was not as big as her older sister, 
but her 34B chest 
had the same proud look on her small frame. Alma knew it was wrong to watch 
her sister and
hr boyfriend on the couch, but couldn't pull herself away. Ricky told Monica 
to take off her 
shirt and she sat up and pulled it off. She sat there in her bra as Ricky 
stared at her. He began 
to kiss her again and reached around her back fumbling for the clasp of her 
bra. With a minor
struggle, he managed to unhook it and pull it free of Monica's body. Monica's 
tits popped into
Alma's view. They were smaller than hers, she noted, and didn't have her 
large areolae, but they
did have nice fat hard nipples on them. 

    Ricky slid down and began to suck on Monica's tits while he slid his hand 
down to the
crotch of her pants. He rubbed her for a while before whispering in her ear. 
He must have told
her that he wanted to see her naked, because she stood up and slowly pulled 
down her black
pants and her pink panties down to her ankles. She sat back down on the couch 
and spread 
her legs open. Ricky moved between them and began to eat her young snatch. 
After a short 
time, Monica began to breathe faster and then climaxed as Ricky ate her out. 
Ricky then stood
up and began to unbuckle his pants. "Your turn, now." he said to Monica. 

    Ricky sat down on the couch and Monica kneeled on the floor in front of 
him. His cock 
stood erect in front of him. Alma guessed it to be about 6 inches, not huge, 
but nice looking. 
Monica leaned forward and took his member into her mouth. She began to slowly 
move her
head up and down it's length while using her hand to jack off the rest of his 
cock. Ricky put
his head back and closed his eyes. Monica was able to get almost all of his 
cock into her sweet
sucking mouth. "Fuck yeah, mija. That feels so fucking good. Suck that cock." 
Ricky said to 
Monica. Alma felt herself get weak at the talk she heard coming from this boy 
who was getting
a blow job from her sister. Alma reached up and played with her nipples while 
she watched 
the scene happening before her. 

    Monica sucked Ricky for about 5 minutes before Alma noticed that Ricky 
was bucking 
his hips and holding Monica by the hair. He stood up keeping his cock burried 
in her mouth 
and began to jack himself off while Monica kept the head of his cock in her 
mouth. "Yeah... 
You're gonna make me cum" Ricky exclaimed. With a grunt, Ricky's cock shot a 
huge wad of
cum into Monica's waiting mouth. A second shot followed the first. Ricky then 
pulled his cock 
from her mouth and jacked it off in her direction. Her face and tits became 
covered in thick white
cream. She licked her lips as he continued to squeeze the remaining drops 
onto her young 
face. She opened her mouth to show Ricky the amount of cum in it, then 
swallowed all that she
had there. 

    "God damn, chula. You sure suck a mean dick. I gotta run. I'll see you 
tomorrow at school, 
ok?" Ricky told her. Monica nodded and Ricky began to get dressed again. 
Monica laid back
on the couch, feeling the cum harden on her tight body. "Maybe Ramon can come 
over with me
tomorrow. I know you'd like that" Ricky added. Monica didn't reply. Ricky 
gathered his book
bag and walked out the front door. Alma went back to her bedroom and closed 
the door quietly
before Monica knew she was there. Alma's mind raced at what exactly Ricky was 
talking about.
After a few minutes, she heard the shower turn on. She figured that Monica 
was washing away
the evidence of her afternoon. But then Alma heard what sounded like crying. 
When Monica 
came out of the shower, her eyes were puffy as if she'd been crying. 

    "Hey Monica, what's up? You ok?" Alma asked. "Just woke up when I heard 
the shower."

    "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry I woke you up. I didn't get a chance to shower 
after Phys. Ed. today," Monica replied. Alma knew what kind of physical 
activity she was talking about. 

    "OK. Let me know if you need to talk about anything." Alma said. Then she 
told Monica, 
"I'm going to the swap meet tomorrow afternoon, do you need anything?" Alma 
knew this was
a lie, but this would make Monica think that she had the house all to herself 
tomorrow.

    "No, but thanks for asking." Monica replied. With that Monica went to her 
room to study
and Alma went to take care of her son. 



*** Continued in Chapter Two ***