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"L-Lionel. Lionel. I-I-I'm going to cum again. Yessss. Yessss. Fuck me! fuck me! Don't ever stop. Oh God. This is sooo good." What a difference from a few minutes ago when all she wanted was for him to stop.
Candie stopped bucking now and tensed up as her own orgasm seized every fiber of her young body. She didn't know if she came two or three times then or if it was one long continuous orgasm. Lionel could feel her vaginal muscles squeeze around his shaft.
There was no way he could pull out now even if he wanted to. Her eyes remained closed as her young body was trembling at the sensation of another incredibly powerful orgasm.
At the same time, Lionel exploded deep into his cousin's young hot tunnel. What seemed like gallon after gallon of incestuous seed filled her cunt, overflowing and dripping down her beautiful ass. Then Candie seemed to pass out for a few seconds.
When she came to, Lionel hadn't even noticed. She opened her eyes and smiled at him.
"Wow, Lionel that was something else. It was like out of this world. You were terrific."
She could only whisper. She was totally exhausted. They were both covered in perspiration and the bed was wet. They'd have to change it before Carol and he could sleep in it tonight.
Lionel stayed on top of Candie and in her till his cock completely shrunk to it's normal size, then he pulled out of her. That was the last time that Candie would ever make love to the Lion. The Lion's Last Chapter Farewell Sweet Prince
Christmas morning arrived and everyone was up early. Candie was the last to come down and I noticed that she moved a little slower than usual. I secretly squeezed Lionel's hand and softly giggled. We all opened one present and then all us girls went into the kitchen to make a nice Christmas breakfast. It is a tradition in our house to have poached eggs, ham, toast and coffee for our Christmas breakfast. Everyone looked forward to it.
After breakfast we opened the rest of the presents. I gave Lionel a necklace with a lion on it, and he gave me a friendship ring. To us it was an engagement ring, but no one but us knew that. I don't remember what everyone got, but I know I got the usual things like jeans and panties and things like that. Everyone was satisfied with what they did get. After all it's the spirit of Christmas that counts.
We had lots of fun during the day, and after a nice supper of turkey with mashed and sweet potatoes, Brussels sprouts, gravy and cranberry sauce followed by a Christmas pudding with brandy sauce and whipped cream, we were all stuffed. Everyone helped with the dishes and then we all collapsed in the front room in front of the fire. It was a beautiful day and one that I will never forget.
The holidays were now over and we had to return home. All the time we were at the cottage, Lionel and I managed to sleep together every night and our parents never found out. We would fuck well into the night no matter what time we went to bed. One of the kids would wake us up when it appeared that one of our parents was wondering where we were. They protected us well and I am eternally grateful to them.
School started again and I couldn't see Lionel as much as I wanted. I'd go to his place every day after school and spend a couple of hours with him. Of course, I'd see him all the time on the weekends.
Things started going down hill for Lionel in about February. He lost all his strength, and was in hospital a lot. I spent every waking hour with him and my schoolwork started to suffer. My parents couldn't understand what was happening to me. I couldn't tell them it was because I was deeply in love with him. They wouldn't understand. So I just made believe that I felt so sorry for him that I wanted to do anything I could to make him feel better.
Sex with him was getting infrequent now. When he was allowed home, we'd fuck, but his once proud penis was not what it used to be. Sometimes he couldn't even get a hard- on. That shocked me at first. I thought it had something to do with me. I know now that was stupid, but my young mind didn't know what else to think.
I remember that sometimes when he was in the hospital, I'd pull the curtain a bit so that no one could see us from the hall and I'd give him a sponge bath. I'd always end up playing with his penis and sometimes giving him a quick blowjob. He loved me doing that. Even though he wouldn't get as hard as he used to he could still pump out a lot of cream. We almost got caught once. I just managed to raise my head in time before a nurse came in and threw back the curtain. She knew something was up by how embarrassed I was, but she didn't say anything.
The rest of this story is getting harder and harder to write now. Lionel is now near the end. He has been in hospital continuously for over 3 weeks. The Doctors are giving him only 1 week or so to live. He is in and out of consciousness all the time. He doesn't know what is going on around him. Much to my parent's disapproval, I have skipped school to be with Lionel during the daytime when his parents are at work and all through the night when they have to go home. I hold his hand and kiss him and talk to him. I don't know if he hears me or not. I just hope he does because then he will know how much I love him.
It was April 14. Lionel's mom came to the hospital about 4 PM as usual and I left to go home to sleep for a while. About 9 PM my mommy woke me with a message that Lionel had just passed away. I couldn't believe it. I was in total shock for about an hour. I didn't cry or anything. I wandered around the house in a daze trying to get dressed and cleaned up to go to the hospital. I was so disoriented that my mommy took me and held me tightly to her chest and talked to me softly as she rocked me in her arms. It was then that I realized what had happened and I completely broke down and cried my heart out.
Bobby, Brad, Sandie and Candie were all there and they all tried to comfort me and we all cried together. I wasn't surprised to see that Candie took his death almost as hard as I did. They were all so kind to me because they were the only ones who knew the truth and they were the only ones who really knew how I felt.