Last summer I took a trip to Louisiana to visit a college buddy and his family.

It turned out to be the hottest week, so my northern blood was on fire. They have one of those old southern mansions with no air-conditioning upstairs, so they pulled an old one out of the basement for my room when they saw me sweating.

After a long day in the sun I retired for some much-needed sleep. As I was drifting off, there was a gentle rap at the door. “Come in,” I said, being sure to cover my naked body. The door opened and it was Ali, their 19-year-old daughter. I watched her nipples become hard through her thin nightgown as she stood in the chilled room. “Can I sleep in here with you? It’s so hot in my room,” she said. I knew my buddy would be furious, but if I kept it innocent no one would get angry. Right?

“Sure,” I said.

She hopped into bed next to me. I was still completely naked, so I slid to the opposite side of the bed. “’Night,” I said, and fell asleep.

I woke up a few hours later and the room was freezing. Ali was cuddled up next to me to keep warm. I got up to turn the air-conditioner down. When I turned back I saw Ali’s eyes open, and was suddenly aware of my nakedness. Embarrassed, I quickly slid under the covers. I thought I heard her giggle a little as I went back to sleep.

Morning came and Ali was again close to me. She was lying on her stomach, fast asleep, with her right hand resting on my stomach. Ever so gently I tried to slide away from her hand but she moaned and her hand slid farther down to rest right on my cock. Afraid to move any more, I just waited. In the minutes I lay there, my fear and embarrassment subsided, and I became aware that Ali had her hand on my balls. My dick began to stir from its slumber and slowly filled her palm. The increase in size caused Ali’s hand to move, and it was then that she woke up. I held my breath, expecting her to scream and jump up. Instead she gently stroked my shaft until it reached its full size.

I was unsure what to do next when Ali took my left hand and pulled it under her nightgown to feel her firm, round tits. She let out a sigh as I played with her nipples. She was still stroking my hard cock when my hand moved to her wet and surprisingly bald pussy. My fingers went from playing with her clit to exploring her extremely tight cunt. My shaft ached as I thought of plunging into the warmth of her pussy.

I pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. I slid my member into her and pulled off her slip so I could see her breasts as I fucked her. Even though she was wet, it took a little force to push my prick in. She seemed to know her way around a man, but the way she gasped as I entered her made me think that this might be new to her.

I pumped in and out of her snatch, increasing my speed. She was breathing short, quick breaths, and I slowed almost to a stop. “Don’t stop!” she shouted. I watched as she bit hard on her bottom lip, then her mouth opened wide in awe as an orgasm washed over her. She came hard and her body was wracked with tremors before she collapsed with a smile on her face.

I pulled out of her, still hard. She laughed and said, “That was a first.” As I stood up to go to the bathroom and clean off, she said, “Where do you think you’re going?” She grabbed me, sat me down on the bed, and kneeled in front of me. She put my aching cock, still wet with her juices, in her mouth. She didn’t waste any time sucking it hard and fast as she stroked the shaft. I felt my orgasm building. She kept stroking me, but stopped sucking just in time for my cock to spray hot come all over her lips. She laughed, and a second spurt shot into her open mouth. She licked her lips with another smile, enjoying the taste.

Despite the heat, or maybe because of it, that was the best week of my life. Needless to say, I let Ali bunk with me every night that week, and every time I go back to Louisiana I make sure to request my own room and an air-conditioner.