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My American Virgin

The mile markers counted down as we approached the California coast. I was dirty, hungry, and tired in no particular order. We had been driving for almost three days straight in a ten-year-old car that was barely still alive. I thought to myself that this might be the dumbest thing that I’d ever done in my life.
…………………….
It started a year ago. I had just finished my sophomore year at college and was home for the summer. After a pickup basketball game at the local park I headed home. As I got close to the house I saw an unfamiliar car parked in front. When I entered my house through the garage I heard voices talking and laughing in the living room.
My dad yelled, “Joe, come in and meet some old friends of ours from our high school days.”
I walked into the living room and saw my folks sitting on one couch and another couple sitting on the opposite couch. Everybody stood up when I entered and dad introduced me. “Joe, this is Frank and Ann Woodward from California. We grew up in the old neighborhood and went through high school together. They are on their way to West Point where their oldest son is graduating and just stopped to say hello.”
I shook their hands and said hello as my dad continued, “And this is their daughter Paula.”
She had been sitting in the corner and I hadn’t spotted her as I came in. She looked at me and gave a shy smile as I said, “Hi Paula.”
I checked her out quickly. She was about five-foot seven-inches tall with brown eyes and brown hair cut so it just reached her shoulders. Her blouse had the first two buttons open so I could see the beginning of a sun-tanned chest. Her breasts were full—pushing her blouse out attractively. Her body was trim, flat stomach and narrow hips. I was instantly attracted to her.
Everybody sat down again, but I realized that the only chair left in the room for me was far away from Paula. On an impulse I went over and sat on the floor next to her chair and leaned my back against the wall. I caught a faint scent of her perfume as I sat next to her.
Frank asked me a couple of questions about college and then the adults went back to talking about their high school years.
Paula hadn’t said anything but she looked at me so I said, “Hi again.”
She smiled and quietly said, “Hi to you too.”
I thought, “She’s as shy as I am, so I guess it’s up to me.”
I asked, “Would you like to take a walk while our folks catch up on things?”
She grinned and nodded yes. When there was a gap in the conversation, Paula asked, “Mom, can I go for a walk with Joe?”
Her dad answered, “Sure, but no longer than an hour—we have to get back on the road if we’re going to keep on schedule.”
We both stood up and went out the front door. I turned and we walked side by side in the direction of the park. Paula said, “Thanks for getting me out of there. I love my folks, but we’ve been in the car for three days now, and we have at least two more days to get to West Point. I need some exercise and all the folks want to do is talk about the old neighborhood.
“You’re going to be a junior in college. Do you like school?”
I answered, “Well some days are better than others. I have a swimming scholarship, which means a lot of time at practice, plus I have to work side jobs for some money, and then I have to study pretty hard to get good grades. When those things get overwhelming, it can be a downer.
“How about you? Are you going to college?”
Paula giggled, “I think I just got a compliment since I just graduated from high school last week. I’m not even eighteen until September twenty-ninth. But to answer you, I’ve decided to go to a junior college south of Los Angeles called Windy Hills, and see if college is the thing for me. I don’t want to waste my parent’s money if I don’t like school, so this is a way to find out. I’ll live with my grandmother who has a house in the same town as the junior college.”
I teased, “I’ve heard every school in California is a party school, so that means yours is too?”
She hesitated a second and then answered, “Well I’m not sure if Windy Hills is a party school, but I’m kind of shy so it probably doesn’t matter.”
Finding it easy to talk to her I replied, “Well then we might have a contest here on who is more shy—you or me.”
She giggled, “You’re not shy Joe. You started talking to me first. You got me out of the house for this walk, and you’re getting me to talk like we’re best friends.”
“Paula,” I answered, “if we were at a party or dance and I came up to you and tried to pick you up, it would be a disaster. I’m kind of a klutz that way. I’m really good at sports and I have a lot of male friends, but put me with a pretty girl and I run out of things to say in about five minutes.”
“Oh,” she laughed, “you can talk to me because I’m not pretty.”
I stammered, “No…no that’s not what….”
Paula interrupted with a light slap to my arm and a laugh, “I’m teasing silly.”
Still embarrassed I said, “You’re very pretty Paula. I think you’re easy to talk to because we just met, and in an hour you will be gone, so I don’t have to impress you or anything.”
Paula said, “Well we won’t decide who is the most shy then. You tell me about yourself and your college and I’ll tell you about myself.”
We walked around the park for about an hour and then headed home. We never stopped talking. I was disappointed when we finally got home. I thought, “Why couldn’t I meet someone like this in college?”
The adults were on the front porch waiting for us. Paula’s dad said, “There you are. Time to go. It’s your turn to ride in back.”
I said good-bye to her parents and then opened the car door for Paula. She slid into the back seat and without thinking I leaned in and whispered to her, “Be careful at West Point. I’ve heard those cadets have the quickest hands in the east.”
She blushed and giggled. Then she turned serious for a second and touched my arm as she said, “Thanks for being so nice Joe—you’re sweet.”
I should have kissed her then…I wanted to, but with both parents standing a few feet away I just couldn’t. “Have fun,” I said to her.
There might have been a trace of disappointment on her face as she said, “Bye.”
As their car pulled away, my mother turned to me and said, “That was really nice of you to take care of Paula. She looks like she is a sweet, young girl.”
I didn’t answer as I sadly thought of the phrase that described what just happened, “two ships passing in the night.”
I was wrong. Two weeks later I picked up the mail and found a small letter addressed to me. It was a thank you card from Paula.
She wrote, “West Point is a beautiful place and when the cadets marched and the band played, it was really impressive. However, the highlight of my trip was my walk with you. Good luck in junior year. Fondly, Paula. PS If you ever feel like writing to me, here is my grandmother’s address.”
The summer passed quickly and I soon headed back to college. I never answered Paula’s letter; nothing could ever come out of it I thought at the time.
It was a Friday near the end of September and I had decided to go to a fraternity party. I wasn’t a member of any fraternity, but for a couple of bucks they would let you in to help pay for the keg and band.
It had been a long week—my classes were harder than I expected, and my practice swim times were only fair so the coach had been riding me. I was hoping that I’d get lucky at the fraternity party. It wasn’t to be. The boyfriends aggressively protected their girlfriends, and there were no single girls. So I ended up drinking a couple of beers and got horny watching some couples make out during the slow songs. Depressed, I left the fraternity after a couple of hours.
I arrived back at the dorm and crashed for the night. The next morning I woke up still down and I was trying to decide which one of my classes needed the most work when I glanced at the calendar; it was September twenty-fourth. I paused for a second and then remembered what Paula had said; “I won’t be eighteen until September twenty-ninth.”
I thought, “Why not?”
I walked into town to a drug store and bought a funny birthday card. Back at the dorm I wrote, “I hope you have a great eighteenth birthday!”
That didn’t seem to be enough—I had not answered the card she sent me. So I sat down and started writing a letter to her; it was a happy letter. I searched for all the good things that happened since I got back to college and tried to describe them. I talked about my goofy professors and their idiosyncrasies and made jokes about their teaching techniques. When I finished the second page I realized that my depression was gone—searching to write Paula about the good things in college had helped me. I sealed the letter and birthday card and mailed it to her at her grandmother’s.
I thought, “I wonder if she’ll answer it?”
Three weeks later her letter arrived. It started, “Your birthday card and letter made my day; because of you my eighteenth birthday was a special one that I will always remember.”
The next two pages described her early days at Windy Hills Junior College. It was mostly a happy letter, but at one point she said, “I’m really lucky that Gran is letting me live with her; I think I would be lonely without her to talk to.”
About three weeks later I mailed my second letter to Paula, and so it started—every three weeks or so we would write to each other. My letters became more personal and longer as I gradually described how things were going for me—both the good and the bad, but I tried to make the letters happy.
She soon was more open with me. She wrote, “I just read my letter to you and blushed. If you were standing in front of me I just know I couldn’t tell you what I wrote in the letter. It’s so nice to have a real friend that I can talk to without being embarrassed. I wish I were three years older and closer to you.”
The letters continued through the winter and spring. College was going better for me—the grades came out fine, and I surprised everyone including myself by having a great swimming season. Through the months, however, I became more and more anxious to receive Paula’s next letter. Each letter she sent to me gave me an upper for the rest of the week.
I was in the student union one day in early spring and glanced at the note board. There were books for sale, tutors for hire and a multitude of other things and services available. My eye caught one card. It read: “Riders wanted at the end of the term going to Los Angeles. Forty dollars and share the gas expense.”
I called the number on the card and talked to the student; he was a junior and needed the money by offering rides. He told me that he would hold one spot open for a couple of weeks in case I was interested.
I argued with myself the entire next day whether my idea was dumb. Paula and I talked about everything but one subject—our love life. She never asked me if I had a girlfriend and I never asked her if she was dating. It was like the military, “don’t ask, don’t tell.”
Finally I wrote her and said, “I have a chance to catch a ride out to California at the end of the school year. I don’t want to mess up your schedule or anything, but would you have time to see me if I can get the ride?”
I wrote down the dates and went on to other subjects. I mailed the letter and waited anxiously for her answer. If she had a boyfriend, I hoped that I had given her enough excuses that she could tell me no without hurting our friendship.
Six days later she answered: “Joe, I really, really want you to try to visit me! I will still be in school, but I will make sure there will plenty of time for us to be together. Of course, if you have other people to visit out here, I won’t hog all your time. Please let me know…I’m so excited!”
Her answer was the ultimate upper. I called the guy with the car and booked him within an hour of getting Paula’s letter. I checked where her college was located, and found an inexpensive motel that was within miles of the school. I anxiously waited for the school year to end.
……………………………………..
The driver of the car interrupted my thoughts when he said, “Joe, we’re going to be at your motel in about twenty minutes.”
Twenty minutes later I checked into the motel and found my room near the back. The motel was old, but very clean. My room had a single queen-size bed, a table with one chair, small television, but a very large, clean bathroom. The ocean was four blocks away.
I nervously sat on the edge of the bed and thought, “Dummy, you spent three days driving out here, so call her.”
I picked up the phone and dialed her grandmother’s number. The phone was answered on the second ring. It was Paula. She hesitantly said, “Hello.”
“It’s me, Paula.”
She happily cried, “Joe, I was so hoping this was you. Where are you? When can I see you? Why don’t you…?”
I laughed and interrupted, “Paula, slow down. I’m at the motel. I’m tired, dirty, and starving and want to see you. If you give me thirty minutes to clean up and you know a good local restaurant, I’d like to take you to dinner if you’re free.”
She answered firmly, “Now don’t pull that ‘if you’re free’ stuff with me. I’m selfish; I want every second of your time that you’re here. I’ll pick you up at the motel in an hour. What room are you?”
I gave her the room number and took a twenty-minute shower and unpacked. The bed looked inviting, but I knew if I put my head on the pillow, I’d be asleep in two seconds.
Thirty minutes later I was anxious and stood outside the door. A minute later Paula drove up in an older, small car. She got out smiling and walked up to me. She was wearing a light blouse which highlighted her full breasts and her skirt was short enough that her slim, tanned legs were very attractive. I’d forgotten how beautiful she was.
“Hi Paula; it’s great to see you.”
She grinned and said, “We’ve been writing each other for a year trading our most personal thoughts with each other and all you’re going to do is say “Hi.”
“Kiss me Joe.”
“Paula, I just didn’t want you to think that I…”
“Kiss me Joe.”
I pulled her to me and we had our first kiss. Her lips were moist and soft; I could smell some fragrant perfume and I could feel her breasts pushing into me. I was immediately hard and don’t know if she felt me as we finished the kiss.
She giggled and said, “That’s the kind of ‘Hi’ that I like.”
She continued, “There’s a really nice little Italian restaurant only about a mile from here. Let’s go there so we can talk.”
The meal was wonderful; I don’t know about the food, but being with Paula made the meal wonderful. The table candle flickered and highlighted Paula’s happy face as she talked and laughed with me. Her eyes twinkled when she talked and her enthusiasm overwhelmed me. Several times as we caught our breath she would lean across the table and grab my arm and say, “I’m really glad you’re here Joe.”
We finished the meal and waited for the check when she said, “Joe! Did you just fall asleep on me?”
I grinned sheepishly and said, “I just closed my eyes for a second…honest.”
She looked at me in a serious way and said, “I’ve been stupid. You haven’t had any sleep in three days and I’m here talking away. I think it’s time you got some sleep.”
I unconvincingly protested. She was right; I was a zonked.
I paid the bill and we went back to her car. Moments later we were at the motel. Paula said, “I have a ten o’clock class tomorrow and then I’m free. I can pick you up at eleven-thirty and we can go to the zoo and have a picnic. How does that sound?”
I replied, “Sounds great. Eleven-thirty you will pick me up. Right?”
She grinned, “Go get some sleep…a lot of sleep. I have a lot of plans for the next few days.”
I reached for the door handle but she grabbed my arm and said, “Even if you’re asleep on your feet, you can’t leave me until I get a good night kiss.”
I grinned sheepishly and leaned over to kiss her. As we kissed her tongue pushed against my lips until I opened my mouth and then our tongues met. I tried to pull her closer to me, but she giggled and said, “Go get some sleep; we have plenty of time.”
As I opened the motel door she drove away.
I walked into the motel room, undressed quickly and got under the covers and passed out.
It must have been an hour or so when I heard a thumping sound. I tried to ignore it, but it kept pounding. I opened my eyes and realized that it was daylight. And the thumping sound was someone knocking on the door. I looked at the clock and it showed eleven-forty.
“Shit,” I thought, “It’s Paula.”
I pulled on my pants and opened the door. It was Paula.
I said, “I’m really sorry. I went to sleep and that’s all I remember.”
She tried to look serious, but then laughed and said, “Well at least you didn’t open up the door naked.”
She pointed at the bed. My shorts, shirt, socks and shoes were next to it.
I stammered, “Paula, I’m an idiot will….?”
She laughed, “Joe, calm down. Take a shower and I will be waiting out here for you.”
Ten minutes later I sat in her car and we drove to the zoo. A California zoo is something—five hundred acres with hundreds of exhibits. It would take a week to see everything. We had fun. When I wasn’t moving fast enough, Paula grabbed my hand and pulled me. Actually, even when we weren’t in a hurry, she held on to my hand. There was a picnic area in the zoo and we found an empty table and ate the lunch that Paula had made. Then we spent more time in the zoo.
Throughout the day I looked at Paula trying not to be obvious, but staring at her pretty face, wonderful breasts and cute behind that seemed to invite touching. I was a voyeur—almost a stalker—continuously staring at this woman who infatuated me. Several times she caught me looking. Each time I shrugged with an insincere guilty look on my face and she gave me a pretend look of annoyance.
It was early evening and we were walking to the zoo parking lot. Paula said, “I’m not really that hungry because of lunch. Maybe we can have a hotdog or hamburger and then I’d like to take you to a dance club for kids eighteen to twenty-one. There’s no liquor, but they usually have a good band.”
I replied sheepishly, “That’s sounds good to me, but I have to warn you, I can’t dance fast—I was always looking for a girl to teach me, but never found her.”
She squeezed my hand and said, “Well maybe I can teach you a little, and if not, we can just dance to the slow songs.”
After an hour at the dance club Paulo teased me and said, “How can you be a college varsity swimmer, and not be comfortable dancing fast?”
“I need practice Paula,” I replied.
She giggled, “A lot of practice.”
A slow song started and I looked at her. “My speed,” I said, as I pulled her to the dance floor.
When we got to the dance floor Paula put her arms around my neck, put her head on my shoulders, and pulled me into her. My arms went around her and clutched at her back as we swayed with the music. My face felt her hair and I smelled her fragrance and I got hard and tried to pull away, but she wouldn’t let me. I know she felt me, but it didn’t matter. Finally I whispered to her, “What a perfect day. Thank you.”
She pulled me closer; her breasts were pushed into me. Her pelvis rubbed my crotch. My hands slid down to the top of her ass and I pulled her even closer to me. I could hear a quiet sigh.
The song ended and we stepped back from each other. I was aroused, and I could see her face was flushed. I took her hand and we went back to our table.
Paula said, “Your motel is only four blocks from the ocean and there is an ocean walk there that goes for miles; it’s beautiful. Let’s walk for a while.”
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In Riley’s Arms: Part 5

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Nympho at Large 3

Nympho at Large 3
It had been more than a week since my last encounter with Jenny. My dad kept me pretty busy with our last field of hay. We had to get it into storage before the next rain came or it would be damaged. When hay gets wet it will mould and lose its value as a animal feed. On the last day Jerry came over and gave us a hand hauling it to the storage sheds. I asked him if he had seen Jenny lately. He said it had been a couple of days ago. She called and he went over to her uncle’s house. He was working and she had put the kids down for a nap.
I knocked on her door and when it opened there stood Jenny. “Just what I need a hot young cock”. she took my hand and led me into her bedroom. No sooner was the door closed and she was taking off her clothes. She looked at me and said “what are you waiting for, come on get naked”. Jerry said there was no coyness with Jenny. She just out and out told you what she wanted and most of the time it was a good hard fuck.
With my clothes off she just dropped to her knees in front of me and took my cock in her hand. “Nice real nice, now lets get this cock erect so it can fuck me. Those kids will not sleep for long”. She went of work on my cock, licking and sucking and it sure did not take long for her to get me ready. She was grunting as she took my cock in all the way to the balls. And her saliva was running down my cock and dripping off my balls.
“Your ready to give me a good fuck and make me have a good cum”. Up she gets and goes down on the corner of the bed on her hands and knees. I positioned myself behind her and with my fingers I pulled the lips of her cunt open to reveal the nice pink lining. Taking hold of my boner put the head of it in her cunt lips and move it side to side and up and down getting the feel of the hot cunt my cock soon would be going into. “Come on Jerry push that hard cock in me and fill up my cunt”. She was wiggling her ass, encouraging me to push my cock home.
I grabbed onto her hips and really was pounding my cock into her hot wet pussy. She was making all kinds of sounds and moans and she says “yes baby bang my pussy with your hard cock and make my cunt hum. Give me a good big cum baby, a good mind blowing cum”. I fucked her for another five of ten minutes as hard and fast as I could and I feel her tense up and she says “yeah baby that’s it I’m coming. I’m coming on your hard cock”. I feel her cunt squeezing on my cock as she has her cum and it takes me over the edge and I start pumping her cunt full.
I started to pull my cock from her cunt but she says “no baby leave it in, your young and if you keep moving it will stay hard and we can have a second fuck”. “Ok Jenny I will keep on going if that’s what you want”. But I tell you man my legs were pretty weak. She was right and in few minutes I feel my cock getting hard. Jenny says “oh yeah Jerry I feel your cock hardening up in my pussy. Now fuck me with your hard cock and make mama cum again“. With my balls empty it took a lot longer to get me to another climax but Jenny got hers in no time at all. “Oh yeah baby I feel it coming and its going to be great”. And her fists grab hold of the blanket as the climax racks her body. I keep on fucking as I have not reached my come. Its ten minutes later when I feel her coming again and this time I unload in her cunt.
I was so weak I just fell on the bed trying to get my breath back. She is laying beside me saying “you did good baby but you have to get dressed and out of here before the kids wake up”. We both got dressed and went to the door. She gave me a nice long kiss and said thanks for coming and giving her a good fuck as she really needed it. Jerry said he has not seen her since that day.
I was thinking you lucky bastard I sure could use a good fuck like that. Maybe she will drop around again soon, I sure hope so.
The next day I did rain. It was a real thunder storm with lots of lightning. I was in the barn doing some chores. Just finishing up I went to leave and the door opens and in comes Jenny. “I was hoping you would be here. You said you did not have much to do on rainy days so I thought I would come over and help you do something”. I said “yeah I think I know of something we can do but lets find a more private spot. Like up in the hay mow. I left the blanket up there in case you came back”. She just smiled saying “that was a wise decision”.
Taking her hand I led her to other end of the barn and helped her climb the ladder up to the hay mow. I spread out the blanket and told her to take off her wet clothes before she caught a cold. She said “how will I stay warm”. I told her I knew how to keep her warm and started to unbutton my shirt. In a minute I was as naked as her and we were both laying on the blanket. We were kissing and she was liking it as she was moaning in my mouth. When the kiss broke she asked if she should suck me. I said “no baby I think I will just get between your legs and bury this hard on in your hot tight pussy. Does that sound like a good idea”? All she said was “oh yeah”.
Just looking at her laying there would give any guy a hard on. Her tits were nice and full and topped with perky pink nipples. Seeing them I just had to suck on them and I bent over and took one of them in my mouth. I sucked on it and moved my tongue over the nipple and Jenny moaned and raised her chest up to me. While I was sucking on her beautiful hot looking tits my hand was moving over her slim belly and down to her cunt hair and my finger found its ways through her pussy lips and into her cunt tunnel. She was running her fingers through my hair and holding my head to her tits. I raised up and moved over her knowing it was time to get my aching hard cock in her tight , wet, hot cunt.
I hooked my arms behind her knees and lifted her legs up and open exposing her cunt for my penetration. I lined my cock up with her pussy and pushed my cock inside. When I entered her cunt her eyes opened wide and she expelled a deep breath and a smile came across her lips. She said “oh how I love a hard hot cock in me. It’s the best feeling to have and I love all the cocks that have passed through my cunt lips and fucked me to a climax.” I said “well Jenny I am going to fuck you to a climax and fill your cunt with a big load of cum and add to you memories.”
She was right when she said it was the best feeling ever. Having my cock in her pussy was the best feeling I have ever had. Its warm, soft texture around my cock as I pumped her hot cunt was really unbelievable. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head down and French kissed as I fuck her. She moved her ass up to me on my down strokes to get full penetration and grunted when our pelvises bumped together.
We fucked for a long time and I was sweating and drops of it were falling from my nose. I knew I was going to cum soon when I felt her start to tense up. She said “yeah I’m there, fuck me fuck me I’m coming”. And through the open doorway in the barn I saw the lightning flash and the thunder roar and I unload rope after rope of cum into that beautiful bitch. Exhausted I rolled off her and laid listening to the rain drumming on the roof. She said that was the first time she came with major sound effects.
As we lay there I said that I know she fucked two Jacks me and her brother and my friend Jerry. You said of all the cocks that have fucked you and I wondered how many have done you? She looked at me and said “I don’t know. I mean for awhile I knew there were four or five but then I started to do more and I never really kept track. I know its more than twenty. Some were just one time things and others were ongoing relations. I know I never turned a guy down who wanted to fuck me. It probably makes me a first class whore but I enjoy fucking and the high I get from coming and I will continue to do it for the rest of my life.”
“You said you had some long term relationships were these with boyfriends”? She said “no not with boyfriends. Most guys just want to have a fuck and that’s all I wanted from them. I really don’t want a hand holding one and only relationship with any guy. Maybe sometime in the future I will find a guy who will allow me my crazy lifestyle and with him will have a permanent relationship.” I asked who were the guys she had long term relationships with. She said “the longest were with my brother and her father.”
I said “your father fucked you”. “Yeah, me and dad have fucked for years now. He caught me doing my brother. He did not get mad but told me to be careful not to get pregnant. He told me to make sure my brother wore condoms or stop doing it. It was a few months after that I had my first period and I was glad dad had made me use protection when fucking. He got me on birth control pills and a month after that he made his first advance to me.”
She said she was twelve years old when it happened. “I was sitting on the couch watching television wearing my regular shorts and halter top and dad was sitting across from me in the recliner. I had my feet up on the couch and my knees were slightly spread. He was staring at the crotch of my shorts. He asked me if I was still fucking my brother. When I said yes, he said maybe he should fuck me too.”
As straightforward as that he got up and came to the couch and takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. “Take off your clothes Jenny and lets have a look at you. You looked really good when I seen you four months back” was what he said. I knew he was interested in fucking me by the bulge in his crotch. He unbuttoned his shirt and his hairy chest came into view. My dad is a real hairy man and has hair all over his body including his back. It only took a minute for me to strip off my short and halter top and I was standing nude in front of him. When he dropped his pants and underwear his cock came into view and I seen he was bigger than my brother by and inch of two.
He came to me and taking my head in his hands brought his lips to mine and kissed me. I thought my brother was a good kisser but my dad had him beat all to hell. When he kissed his lips were soft and wet and he moved his head slightly all the time he was kissing. His kisses were gentle and sensual and at the same time demanding. It made you want to return the kiss like you were receiving it. And when he stopped kissing my lips he would be kissing my face, eyelids, my ears and earlobes and down my neck. Then he would be back to my lips and then his tongue would pry open my lips and he was inside my mouth moving over my teeth and gums. And last of all his tongue was touching and licking my tongue. When he pulled his tongue back in his mouth mine followed his and I was doing to him what he had been doing to me.
When our kiss broke he looked at me and remarked what a wonderful lover I was going to be. He picked me up and carried me to the bed and laid me down. I was all wet and trembling with the anticipation of my daddy fucking his cock into my pussy. That was not what he had in mind just yet. He moved over me and brought his lips to mine and started to kiss me again and at the same time his hand was kneading my tits. They were pretty small then not like they are now but he said they were beautiful. He stopped kissing my lips and started kissing and sucking on my nipples and his hand moved down to my pussy. He was rubbing my clit and then his finger was in my pussy and was feeling inside me.
Slowly his lips came back to mine but his finger stayed inside me and his thumb was rubbing my clit. I was feeling wonderful sensations pulsing through my body. He stopped kissing me and he took his hand away from my pussy moving down and his head was between my legs and his lips were on my pussy. Then his tongue was inside my pussy and he was licking the inside of me. He started to suck on my clit and in no time I could feel an orgasm pulse through me and my dad brought me to climax with his mouth.
When the spasms ended and my breathing return to normal my dad said “are you ready to be fucked girl. Ready to have me put my cock in that hot tight cunt and bring you to another orgasm and have me pump my cum inside you”. “Please daddy put your cock in my pussy and flood it with your cum,” wass all I said.
Daddy moved between my legs and I could see his cock was really hard and was curved slightly up. He told me to pull my legs up to give him easy access to my cunt. Then I felt him put the head of his cock inside my cunt lips and he leaned forward resting his weight on his elbows and his lips met mine. He was kissing me like before and I was loving it. Then I felt him hump his ass and half of his cock slid into my cunt. It did not hurt but I was sure stretched with his big cock. He was still kissing me and he humped again and the rest of his cock went into me all the way. I just grunted as it filled me. He did not move but continued to kiss me and French kiss me and my cunt was adjusting to his size.
He stopped kissing and moved his head back and looking into my eyes said “baby I love you and I love the feel of your tight cunt and now I’m going to fuck you and cum inside that beautiful cunt”.
He started to hump his ass and his cock was moving in and out of my pussy. I loved the feel of that huge cock moving in me and reaching down put my fingers around it and against my cunt lips to feel it moving in me. Our eyes were locked on one another all the time of the fuck and I was telling him how wonderful he felt. After a few minutes of fucking he stopped and his lips came back to mine and we were kissing again. The kiss lasted more than a minute and then it ended and he was looking back into my eyes again and started to fuck me again. This off and on fucking lasted more then a half hour when I felt my climax starting and I told my dad I was coming. He said I should come as he was ready to fill my cunt with his cum. My climax started and a couple of spasms later I felt my dads cock pulse inside my cunt and he was filling me with his cum.
He did not take his cock from me but stayed locked together. He looked at me and said he was always good for a second fuck. Without uncunting we talked about how wonderful in had been. He said he was going to fuck me from now on. After a few minutes I felt him start to harden and then we were off on another fuck. He did it the same way with lots of kissing and a hour later I had cum two times and then I felt him start to climax and he was putting more of his cum inside me. When he finished he roll off me and cuddled up against me. He pulled the covers over us and with his arms around me we went to sleep.
In the morning I woke up feeling dad moving behind me. His arms came around my hips and then I felt him push forward and his cock slid into my cunt from behind. “This is called spooning baby you will love it.” There was no kissing just good hard fucking and I did love the feel of him moving that big cock in and out of my pussy. After five minutes of fucking my climax wash over me and a minute later dad was pumping more cum into me.
After a shower with dad we went down to make breakfast. When Jack came down he had a big smile on his face and he says “heard you guys have a lot of fun last night”. Dad’s face got red and Jack said “don’t worry about it dad. I’m surprised you lasted as long as you did with this sex crazed nympho”. Dad said “your right Jack this girl sure loves to screw. If we are going to continue having sex we have to promise not talk or brag about it to anyone. What happens at home between us is private and is nobody’s business but ours.” Jack and I both agreed to keep our sex life private.
“I have fucked my brother and dad hundreds of times in the last five years. We love and care a great deal about each other. I have told you about my sex life with my family but if you tell anyone I will deny it.” My reply was “why would I tell anyone what you did. It is between us and none of their business. Right now girl my cock is hard listening to you tell me your story and I need to have another fuck. Will you teach me how your father kissed you, I would like to learn how to do it right.” Jenny said she would like to teach how to kiss in such a sensual way as her father does.
I moved over and started to feel her up and I kissed her lips. When we stopped kissing I asked “will you tell me more of the times you had sex with others. I would love to hear what you did and how it happened.” She said “I would love to tell you all about my sex life, but right now I need a hot, hard cock in me. Do you think you can help me”?
With the rain, thunder and lightning happening outside and this hot girl wrapped around me life could not get better. We spent the afternoon in hot sexual bliss. I could not wait to hear more of her stories.

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Road Trip part 2

I bring you chapter 2 my faithful readers. Please comment and up vote if you like or ignore and be kind if you don’t.

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Becoming Sadi

Cody has a secret…he wishes he were a girl! What will happen when an old family friend discovers his secret and is okay with it….really okay with it!

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ENTER ME

Heather and Jerry were always close growing up. It was not until they were adults that they realized how strong their attraction actually was and finally acted upon it.

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Being mommy for daddy

 
Being Mommy for Daddy
 
 The experience yeasterday had given her confidence. More confidence to do what she had been longing to for some time now.
This time, Nikki did not feel the need to take things slow. She led her father into the bathroom, turned him around, and stripped his robe off. Simple as that. She was in control now. She knew it and he knew it.
“Daddy, do you have to pee? If you do, why don’t you do it now while I go and get the plastic to wrap your hands in.” With that, she lifted the toilet seat for him. She took a quick look at his limp penis. She knew today would be the day, She was going to take the next major step toward her goal of making love to her father. Today, she was going to suck his dick.
Something occurred to Ralph. “Where’s Marsha?”
“She’s still asleep, Daddy. You know Marsha.” Nikki looked at her father, and he seemed to believe the little lie she just told him. In reality, Marsha was wide awake, waiting for her cue.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes, Daddy. Then I’ll start the water for you.” She gave her naked father a quick hug and a kiss on her cheek and left him standing there nude while she went to take care of the preparations. Walking briskly down the hall, she poked her head into her bedroom where Marsha was waiting.
“Everything’s set. Do me a favor. Reach into the middle drawer of my dresser and pull out that black bikini on the right. Please?” Then she rushed downstairs to get the plastic and tape and returned to her room.
“This time,” she said to Marsha, “I’m getting in the shower with him.” She put the plastic and tape down on her bed and began to take her nightgown and panties off to change into the bikini. Marsha couldn’t help but notice that as Nikki removed her nightie, her 18 year old friend’s nipples were erect. Nikki must really be turned on by the thought of what was awaiting her down the hall in her father’s bathroom.
Nikki began to put the sexy bikini on. She stepped into the bottoms. They were a little tight since she had gotten it as a birthday present from her Aunt Geraldine last May. Nikki had developed some since then, and when she had finally pulled the bottoms all the way up she discovered that they were very tight in the crotch. Dry, they emphasized her pussy mound, making it more predominant. Nikki could only imagine what they will look like to her father when they are wet. Then she put the bikini top on. That, too, was now smaller. Her boobs had grown more, as well, and she was barely able to attach the clasp in front between her titties. The top pushed her breasts up a little, creating quite an impressive cleavage for such a young teenager. The top half of her breasts were fully exposed, right to the edge of her nipples. Now she was ready.
Nikki picked up the tape and plastic. “Remember,” she said to Marsha, “wait until you hear the water running in the shower. I’ll leave the bathroom door open a little bit so you can watch, okay?” She started to leave, then turned around and said, “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck,” said Marsha.
Nikki took a deep breath before entering the bathroom. As she walked in, her father was still waiting, obviously self-conscious, with his hands – still in casts – in front of him, covering his groin. When he saw Nikki, dressed only in her bikini, he nearly gasped. Little by little, Ralph was beginning to come to the realization that his little girl was nearly a woman. And in that bikini, she was nearly naked. As Nikki began to wrap his arms in the plastic to protect the casts from the water, Ralph looked his sweet little daughter over. Ralph flashed back on the first time he had ever seen Nikki’s mother naked. That seemed so long ago and yet he could still picture how she looked. Nikki’s mother was just a few years older than Nikki is now when Ralph was first treated to the sight of her nude body. It occurred to Ralph that Nikki’s body was a slightly smaller dupilcate of her mother’s. True, Nikki’s tits were not as big and her hips were smaller, but it was practically the same body. She had the same gorgeous skin tone as her Mom and her facial features just added to the effect. So many memories flooded Ralph’s mind as he stared at his virgin daughter’s body. He remembered that special evening when he took Nikki’s mother’s virginity. The way her body looked as she lay in bed next to him as he sucked on her nipples, caressing her all over, letting his fingers roam down to her pussy, filling her vagina with his fingers. He remembered how tight her pussy was. It had to be the tightest pussy he had ever known. Then he found himself wondering if Nikki’s little virginal hole was as tight as her mother’s was. Ralph’s memories were so vivid, he wasn’t aware that Nikki was standing in front of him, trying to finish waterproofing his arms and hands. He also wasn’t aware that while his daughter had been wrapping his arms in the plastic, his cock had become erect from thinking back to earlier times and remembering the only woman he had ever loved. He looked down at Nikki and saw that she had her eyes on his cock. Unlike last time, Nikki made no move to disguise her interest in his organ. She looked up at her father and gave him a sly smile.
“Nikki, I’m sorry, it’s happening again.” Ralph could not believe that his cock was betraying him again. He had just begun to imagine his daughter’s tight little pussy and now he had a hard-on, and she was staring straight at it. How could she possibly miss it? But he was really curious about that smile on her face. She wasn’t embarassed in the least, he thought. She seems to like looking at it.
“Daddy. You don’t need to apologize or be embarassed. Not after yesterday.” She paused, letting him think back to what had happened just yesterday morning. She didn’t want to be too bold, but she wanted her words and intents to be as clear to her father as possible. “Actually, Daddy,” she said, looking him in the eye, “I think it’s kind of a compliment. You were looking at me, weren’t you? And then your cock got hard while you were checking me out, right?”
Ralph was taken aback. His daughter had just asked him if she was turning him on. And she called his penis a “cock” and this was really a surprise; he didn’t know she even knew that word. How could he respond to that question? He couldn’t admit it was true, could he? Would she think he was sick and perverted if he admitted to her that she was right? Her young body was turning him on. He knew it no matter how hard he tried to deny it to himself. His daughter was turning him on. But he could not bring himself to tell her.
“Actually, honey, I was thinking of your mother. She was so beautiful, and I guess I just got excited thinking about her, and I…”
“Daddy, do I look like Mommy? Am I as beautiful as she was?” Nikki looked seductively at her Daddy.
Ralph saw a gleam in her eye. He must be imagining this, he thought. Could his little girl be flirting with him, he wondered.
“Nikki…sweetie…you are just as beautiful as your Mom. You remind me of her in so many ways.”
“Maybe I’m even more like her than you think,” she said, lowering her eyes to take another look at his massive erection. “Let’s get in the shower, Daddy.”
Ralph was beside himself, confused, totally unsure of what was happening. If this were any other woman, it would be clear to him that he was being seduced. But this was his daughter. Was she trying to seduce him?
“C’mon, Daddy,” she said, interrupting his thoughts, “into the shower.” She pulled back the curtain, and held him by his arm to help him get into the tub. What she really wanted to do was to hold him by the dick, but she had time for that. Soon, she’d be holding it in the warm confines of her mouth.
When Ralph was in the shower, Nikki reached over to the faucet to turn on the water, adjusting the temperature for her father. It was a little hotter than yesterday. Perfect. Nikki checked to see that the bathroom door was open enough for Marsha to see. Nikki could not see her friend, but she knew that Marsha would be there, watching. Then she stepped into the shower behind her father, but left the shower curtain half-open so Marsha would be able to see.
Ralph stood under the spray of the shower, facing away from her, as Nikki reached for a bar of soap and lathered up her hands. Then, she began to rub her father’s back, slowly and sensuously. Her hands began to knead and massage her Daddy’s muscles, trying to coax him into relaxing. She could tell he was tense but, surprisingly, not as tense as yesterday.
Her fingers pressed against his back, rubbing firmly, as he stood there allowing his daughter to please him and tease him. He now allowed himself to admit, at least to himself, that he was enjoying being touched by his own daughter. There was still something that felt forbidden about this, but there was also something compelling him to just let things happen the way they were going to happen. Nikki’s hands felt so good, rubbing the length of his back. He remembered how good those same hands felt yesterday when they were rubbing the length of his cock. And now, his cock was fully erect again, and he wanted to feel her hands stroking it again. Would she do it again with him having to ask, he wondered. She did promise that she wouldn’t allow him to cum on her again. After all, that was such a disgusting thing for him to do yesterday. No, he thought, she’ll keep her promise. She always did. She wasn’t going to stroke him this time, and he wasn’t about to ask. This is crazy, he told himself. I cannot have my daughter catering to my sexual urges.
But Nikki had her mind made up. Yes, she had promised not to let him cum on her again, she thought. But she had other plans for her Daddy’s cum. Nikki looked over her shoulder toward the door, and could just make out the figure of Marsha standing near the door, peeking inside watching her very best friend wash her father.
Marsha got her first chance to see Nikki’s father standing there naked. She had not yet seen his butt and now there it was, just ten feet away. She watched Nikki’s soapy hand rub her father’s butt, soaping it up, her fingers rubbing between those muscular cheeks. It seemed to her that Nikki’s father actually thrust his butt back, relaxing his butt muscles to let Nikki’s fingers have greater access to his ass. And Nikki seemed to take the hint, soaping that crevice, washing away any filth that might be there.
Nikki knew that the time had come to make her move. She finished washing the back of his legs and stood up. Reaching in front of her she unhooked her bikini top, took it off, and tossed it on the bathroom floor. She rubbed her father’s neck for a minute, then soaped her hands again. Reaching under his arms, she put her arms around her Daddy and began to rub the lather all around his chest, hugging him and rubbing her young teenaged breasts against his back. Nikki soaped up her father’s chest, and rubbed the soap on his nipples.
Ralph was growing more aware of his daughter’s loving attention to his body. He could feel her pressed against him, her young titties against his back, but not realizing she had rid herself of the bikini top. Her fingers felt so good as they stroked his nipples in a circular fashion. He looked down at his cock, pointing upward, throbbing. He hoped that if she was not going to jerk him off like yesterday, the least she would do would be to stroke it and let him feel those dainty, delicate fingers wrapped around his cock one more time.
Nikki continued rubbing her Daddy’s chest. Then, she asked him a question. “Daddy?
When Mom was alive, were you happy? I mean, you and Mom?”
“Yes, sweetie. We were very happy. I know I was, and I’m sure she was, too.”
“And were things good for both of you?”
“I’m not sure what you mean, honey. I told you we were happy.”
“I mean, about sex and stuff…was it good for the two of you?
This got Ralph’s attention in a big way.
Nikki now let her hands drop to her father’s tummy and below. The sensation of her hands so close to his cock made it twitch.
Ralph tried to ignore the question. But Nikki persisted. “Was sex good for you and Mom, Daddy?”
“I don’t think that’s a question you should be asking, honey…it’s too personal,” he answered her, but finding words more difficult to form as her hands dipped even lower.
“Did you and Mom take showers together, Daddy, like this?” Her fingers move down another inch or two, brushing against his pubic hair.
Ralph was trembling with excitement now, his knees knocking, his self-control waning.
Nikki could feel her pussy getting wet, and not just from the shower. Out in the bedroom. Marsha was watching the scene in the shower. Though she could not see Nikki’s hands or her father’s dick, she could imagine what was going on. Her own young pussy was getting wet, and without thinking she lifted her nighty and dropped her fingers down into her panties, seeking out her throbbing clit.
Ralph struggled to stay in control, answering the question his beautiful young daughter had posed. “Yes…baby…we took showers together.”
Then, Nikki reached down and took her Daddy’s engorged dick in her hands and began to stroke it with her soapy hands. Her father not only stiffened at his daughter’s touch, but he moaned, audibly. A jolt of sexual electricity shot through Nikki’s body all the way down to her clit when she heard her Daddy’s lusty groan come from deep within his throat. Marsha, meanwhile, had dropped her panties to her ankles, and rubbed her pussy frantically when she heard that manly, sexy sound fill the air.
“Daddy? Did Mom wash you like this…the way I’m washing you now?”
Ralph was finding it harder and harder to stand up straight and braced himself against the wall. “Uh huh.”
Nikki applied more pressure to his swollen dick with her right hand, stroking it back and forth, while her left hand reached under and cupped his balls.
“Did it feel good when she did this?”
“Uh huh,” Ralph moaned.
“Does it feel good when I do this?” she asked, stroking a little faster now.
“Oh, God. Yes, baby.”
Nikki stood up, placed her hands on her father’s shoulders, and began to turn him around slowly. His eyes were closed, but there was a look of pained ecstasy on his face. Nikki looked down at his dick which was rigid and pointed almost straight up, even more than it had done yesterday. At the door, Marsha gasped, and had to cover her mouth with her free hand when she saw Ralph’s enormous cock right in front of Nikki’s half naked body. It looked even bigger than it did last night. If Nikki’s gonna suck that, she thought, it won’t be easy with the state it was in.
Ralph’s eyes were still closed.
“Daddy?”, said Nikki, very softly and gently.
Ralph opened his eyes and saw Nikki standing there, her breasts exposed to him. She took her breasts in her hands and held them up for his inspection.
“Did Mom have breasts like these?”
All he could do was nod his head. His body shook all over from the overwhelming feeling he got from looking at his daughter’s naked breasts right before his eyes. His cock jumped, calling attention to itself.
Nikki looked down at her Daddy’s dick, larger than she had seen it before, and she sank to her knees in front of him.
“And Daddy? Did Mom ever suck your dick…like this?” And with those words, Nikki opened her mouth wide, and let the head of her Daddy’s erect cock slide in as she leaned toward it.
“Uhhhnnnnnn…,” was the sound that escaped from Ralph as he felt his cock being engulfed by his own little girl. Her warm, moist mouth had surrounded the head of his cock nearly causing him to lose his balance.
Marsha was going crazy watching that huge pole in her friend’s mouth as she remembered how the night before she had felt it pass her lips for those few brief seconds she had felt that giant cock in her mouth.
And Nikki was in heaven. She had her lips wrapped around the head of her Daddy’s dick. She was sucking her Daddy’s dick. And he liked it. She backed off for just a second and looked up at him. He looked down at her.
“Sweetie…we shouldn’t be doing…” but that’s all he could say as Nikki plunged down on his dick, opening her mouth wider, trying to accommodate more of his erect dick. This time her father groaned loudly as he felt her mouth take in more of his cock. She was only able to take in half of its length, but that was more than enough to please Ralph. It had been so long that a woman had sucked his cock, and the feeling of his daughter’s hot mouth around his erection made him shudder in delight.
“Mmmmmmm….,” Nikki purred, tasting her Daddy’s dick. Instinctively, Nikki began to swirl her tongue around and around the head of her father’s cock, while her lips formed a tight, wet seal around its circumfrence. Slowly and deliberately, her head moved up and down from the head of his dick to as far down the shaft she could go before her mouth was full of his enormous organ. Nikki held her father’s cock in her mouth, continuing to move back and forth, licking and sucking causing her Daddy to moan and groan, louder and louder. With her right hand, she stroked the rest of his dick as her left hand traced little circles around his balls with her fingertips.
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” said Ralph, as Nikki began to bob her head up and down on his cock.
This was wrong, he knew. He should not be letting his young daughter suck his cock. But his rigid member was being gently and lovingly licked by Nikki’s mouth. Not even Nikki’s mother, after several years of marriage, had the oral skills that his virginal little girl seemed to have naturally. He looked down at her as she continued to bathe his penis with her tongue, massaging the shaft with her lips, plunging over and over again on his erection. He looked at her cheeks, drawn in as she sucked him, her head bobbing at a steadily-quickening pace. She opened her eyes and they looked at each other. Each could read the lust in each other’s eyes as Nikki’s mouth worked its magic on her Daddy’s dick. Ralph wanted to come, and Nikki wanted him to come – right in her mouth.
Nikki took her mouth off her father’s cock. “Daddy? I love you so much. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Nikki went right back to sucking his dick as Ralph stared down in amazement. His innocent little woman-child of a daughter had just invited him to unload in her mouth. He wasn’t sure he could do it. Shoot his cum in his daughter’s mouth? Could he let go in her mouth, filling it with his hot semen, blasting off and shooting his jism down her young throat?
Nikki gave him little time to think about it. With the water from the shower head spraying on both of them, Nikki began her push towards her final reward. Taking a deep breath, Nikki began to pull out all the stops in order to bring her father to orgasm.
From the bedroom peeking through the crack in the bathroom door, Marsha watched as Nikki began to bob her head like crazy, up and down, up and down, rapidly on her father’s cock. Marsha was frigging her clit like a madwoman, trying to get off as she watched her best friend giving her father a blowjob. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Nikki’s mouth, stretched to the limit around her father’s dick, sliding up and down, faster and faster. She could see Nikki’s father, straining to come.
Ralph no longer cared about conventional wisdom or what society thought about incest. All he cared about what coming. Now.
And Nikki was lost in another world. Any discomfort she might have felt about her mouth being stuffed by her father’s huge dick didn’t matter. She would not be denied the fruit of her labor. This was the moment.
She picked up the pace of her movements. Her head bobbed frantically, her lips squeezing his dick, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, faster and faster, faster and faster,while her fingers tickled his scrotal sac which she could feel tightening. Her father moaned and groaned and then, he grunted, his hips pushing forward another inch into Nikki’s mouth. With his cock aimed right at her tiny throat, he came.
The first blast went right down her gullet at lightning speed. This was followed by a long stream of pearly white semen, filling her mouth, making her cheeks puff out with the volume. Nikki struggled hard to keep his dick as well as all that cum in her mouth. She swallowed hard, forcing the load down her throat. She backed off a bit, continuing to stroke the head of his cock with her lips, causing yet more of his sweet cum to spew into her mouth, then another shot.
In the hallway, Marsha witnessed Nikki’s father last grunt, and knew he was coming in Nikki’s mouth. The moment she saw him unload his sperm in her mouth, Marsha came, her right hand stroking her engorged clit, her left hand pinching her nipple. She toppled over as she came, but kept the rubbing motion going, trying hard not to cry out as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She quickly recovered, knowing that the show was almost over, and stumbled out of the bedroom trying to pull up her panties as she made her way back to Nikki’s room.
Now, Ralph was shooting the last few spurts on cum in his daughter’s mouth. Nikki tried not to immediately swallow the last of his jism. When the last drops dribbled out of his cock into her mouth, his legs buckled and he collapsed. He was able to stop the full impact of his fall by grabbing the shower curtain, but he eventually pulled it loose off the rod and tumbled down on top of Nikki.
Nikki wrapped her arms around her Daddy’s waist and prevented him from further hurting his wrists by cushioning most of the force of his fall. For minutes, both father and daughter were too exhausted to move. Ralph lay there on top of Nikki, panting. She lay beneath him, swirling his hot come in her mouth, enjoying its sweet/salty taste and its creamy texture. Then, and only then, did she swallow his cum.
For a minute they held each other, laying perfectly still. Nikki’s father finally lifted his head and looked at his beautiful daughter.
“I love you, honey,” he told her.
And then he kissed her.

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Adventures with Hannah: Chapter 3, part 1

As spring transitioned to summer, my relationship with Hannah blossomed to perfection. She still lived with her roommate, she planned to move in with me later in the summer when her lease was up, but still we spent most days and nights together. The wild passion we experienced when we first became intimate did not wane and our exploits continued to defy my imagination. To my delight, Hannah’s professed love of my cum was genuine, and every morning that she awoke beside me she treated me to a deep cock sucking. She told me she didn’t like to start the day without swallowing a load and most days she got more than a single dose. After the crazy night in the movie theater, soaking Hannah’s popcorn in cum, she and I developed a little fetish. Every chance we got, and it was even more wild and hot if it was somehow in public, Hannah milked the cum from my cock and onto whatever she was eating.
Overall, things couldn’t have gotten any better. Or so I thought. Closing in on Memorial Day, Hannah informed me that her family had a tradition of taking a camping trip that included the whole extended family. This year, I was welcome to come along. Happily, I said I’d love to. Before long I started to wonder what the whole weekend would be like, whether Hannah and I would get much alone time, whether or not we’d sleep in the same tent, that sort of thing. To my disappointment, Hannah told me we might have to cool it down for the weekend since we’d be with her family the whole time and we’d have to share a medium sized tent with her cousin.
Of course this was a bit of a bummer but I knew I’d enjoy myself either way. As the weekend approached so did a heat wave and the weather promised to be perfect for camping, boating, beach lounging, and recreation. When I brought my truck around to Hannah’s place to pick her up, I was pleasantly surprised to see her dressed for the weather. Hannah, maybe not privately with me but definitely publicly, had always been pretty conservative. She wasn’t afraid to wear clothes that showed off some but she never looked to be openly flaunting her amazing body. Today she waited for me outside her building in mini jean shorts that looked uncomfortably tight and a bikini top that also looked to be a size too small. Her ample breasts were squeezed together and straining up out of her top, forming two full mounds of delectable skin ballooned above the light blue fabric. She sported a pair of sunglasses resting above her forehead, tangled in her silky hair, and a pair of stringy flip flops that I always figured must be really uncomfortable but girls seemed to swear by. She shot me an adorable grin as she hopped in the truck.
“You look like you’re ready to go,” I said, not hiding my admiration of her body. Hannah acted like she didn’t notice my obvious ogling.
“I’m so excited, I love this trip! Every year we just have a fantastic time, you’ll see.”
I nodded and put the truck into gear, disappointed that I had to take my eyes off of her and focus on the road. The ride was long but pleasant and Hannah was chattier than usual, clearly she was excited about the upcoming weekend. She told me stories about campfires and boating shenanigans, all the fun she’d had in the past and would have more of soon. Certainly she noticed my eyes falling on her incredible tits each time I gazed over at her. The closer we got to the campgrounds, out in the wilderness, the roads got bumpier and the motion made Hannah’s bursting cleavage come alive. I was thrilled by the show but also realized I was rock hard and if Hannah was going to do this to me all weekend without any hope for satisfaction, it was going to be a long weekend indeed.
As we neared the camp I began wondering about Hannah’s provocative attire. Her family was nice but seemed pretty conservative from what I could tell.
“I can only imagine what your mom will say when she sees you dressed in so little,” I remarked.
Hannah shrugged. “What, you don’t like it?” she asked sarcastically, knowing full well I loved it.
“Of course I do, you’re beautiful, I’m blown away, but I’m just not sure how your family will react, is all.”
Hannah gave a small nod of agreement and reached into her bag. She retrieved a worn jean vest, no sleeves and really not much fabric to speak of, and slipped it on. Open in the front, her enormous tits still protruded as proudly as ever, but I wasn’t going to ask her to cover up any more.
Soon we reached the campgrounds. After winding through some dirt roads we finally found the section that her family had reserved. Because this trip included so much of Hannah’s extended family they were able to reserve a separate section of the campgrounds to themselves. We pulled in and began to unload the truck, not sure of where exactly we’d be pitching our tent. Hannah’s parents, whom I’d met a handful of times already, joined us and informed us that our campsite was in the back, down a short dirt path and sheltered in the woods. Each individual campsite was isolated slightly from the rest, sporting enough space for at most two large tents and a fire pit. There was a communal center area that each campsite connected to, complete with a large fire pit, picnic tables, water spigots, and a small building tucked into the trees with two bathrooms and two showers.
Not everyone was there yet, but I went around and met many members of Hannah’s extended family. Everyone was warm and welcoming, and they all seemed excited about the weekend ahead, making it very easy to become comfortable around them. Hannah hadn’t told me anything about the cousin who would be bunking with us, and I wish she would have warned me so I could’ve prepared myself.
There were many cousins among the relatives as we made our rounds and introductions. I imagined some little kid, probably cute and fun but of course a total buzz kill when it came to Hannah and I having any fun, being our tent mate.
“Ooo, Uncle Ted and Aunt Lilly are here!” Hannah informed the family as a red car pulled around the dusty corner. “That means Abby’s here!” Hannah said up at me, squeezing my arm with excitement. I inferred Abby was the cousin who would share our tent, and I was right.
Hannah could have warned me. Abby was a bombshell. When the sedan stopped and the back door opened the first thing I saw exit was a long and slender female leg, bare up until mid-thigh and firm, slide out and plant a sandal in the dirt. Abby emerged from the vehicle, Hannah ran to meet her, but I was frozen in place. Abby stood radiant in the sunlight, wearing a light summer dress with a swirling pattern of yellow and orange. The dress hung from Abby by two straps that met behind her neck and attached to the dress just above her breasts, leaving the top half of her back bare. The dress was loose and stopped at mid-thigh and it was clear Abby was lean and athletic. As she moved away from the car to meet the oncoming Hannah the piercing, low angle morning sun shone from behind Abby and the silhouette of a sexy, slender frame was revealed beneath the dress.
The sight of Hannah’s ass, practically oozing out of too-tight shorts, bouncing ahead of me was enough to drool over. But my gaze was fixed on Abby and it was nearly impossible to look away. Shaking off my daze, I slowly followed Hannah and approached this beautiful creature. Abby’s hair was some shade between natural red and natural blonde and was kept in a loose ponytail. Abby was markedly taller than Hannah but still shorter than I, probably in the 5’6” to 5’8” range. When the two met they embraced warmly, kissed each other’s cheeks, and both looked positively beautiful. By the time I approached the two were giggling and smiling, clearly rekindling a strong friendship. This close I also noticed Abby appeared younger than Hannah and I. We were only 20, not old by any stretch, but Abby looked much younger and I found out a little later that this angel was only a ripe 16. I couldn’t help but feel bad for the poor schmucks who must have followed her around her high school, knowing they’d never have a chance with such a beauty. I, of course, had my beauty, and Hannah was stunning, but it was difficult not to admire Abby.
“Abby, meet Shane,” Hannah said, motioning to me.
“Hi,” Abby said, a warm smile gracing her picture perfect face, and extended a slender arm for a handshake. “I’ve heard so much about you,” she said, grinning at this, and Hannah gave her a little shove. This made me suspicious, I wasn’t aware Hannah kept in touch with her extended family much, but there were smiles all around so I ignored the awkwardness.
“Funny,” I replied, “Hannah hasn’t told me much about you. Let me help you with your things.”
With that the three of us became enveloped in conversation as we toted our collective luggage toward our campsite. This is when I found out Abby was sixteen, just coming to the end of her sophomore year, and a dedicated athlete. Track season was in full swing and Abby was a relatively accomplished runner. My mind wandered to thoughts of Abby in skimpy, skin tight running gear, gliding gracefully. Her body was tight and looked firm, though the loose hanging dress obscured me from getting a clear and revealing view of either her tits or ass.
There was plenty of work to be done before any fun could be had; setting up a tent, unpacking supplies, preparing the fire pit and wood, etc. I snuck many peaks at Abby throughout, trying to remain inconspicuous, and if Hannah noticed she didn’t show it. I was informed that another Aunt and Uncle would be pitching a tent in the same campsite as us and the knowledge that I would not be alone with these two beauties at night produced mixed emotions.
That afternoon (Saturday, we’d be staying until Monday evening) the assembled family members suggested a pick up game of soccer. While the littlest kids ran and played off to the side, just about everyone between the ages of 12 and 50 took part in the match. A few older relatives reclined in lawn chairs and watched, sipping drinks and soaking up sun. A battle of men versus women broke out, as often do in these kind of friendly competitions, and I was surprised to see Abby guarding me closely. Most everyone had changed into something comfortable; Hannah still had on the amazing shorts but had replaced the luscious bikini top with a moderately snug t-shirt, while Abby strutted across the field in tightly fitting running shorts and t-shirt that clung tight to her slender form. This gave me my first decent view of Abby’s body and I wasn’t disappointed. Abby had a mouthwatering ass; a tight, round, and firm shape formed well by miles of running, and a pair of perky tits. Abby’s chest was not nearly as large as Hannah’s set but her softball sized mounds were, like everything else on her, incredibly tight and without an ounce of sag. Her young breasts stood proudly on her chest and I had to turn away and fake a warm up jog just to get my growing erection to subside.
The level of play was not very impressive but fun was had by all. I’ll neglect to mention which side won, but truthfully it was hard for me to focus on the game with Abby in my shadow all afternoon. Each time I got the ball she challenged me and our bodies brushed together. I noticed many entanglements of arms and grabs on my shoulders, chest, and back that were not necessarily part of the game. Hannah came my way a few times, and we openly flirted like any young couple would at play, but most of the game she left Abby to guard me, and her flirtations were starting to make me uncomfortable. Not that I didn’t enjoy it some, too, but I was worried other relatives or Hannah would not be approving of the obvious flirting.
My level of confusion and mixture of emotions heightened after the game when we all returned to the campsite. A large RV pulling a fine looking boat sat in the center of the campground, and everyone hugged and welcomed the couple who emerged from within. These two, it turned out, were the other relatives who were supposed to pitch a tent at our campsite. Since they brought their new RV, obviously, they would no longer be joining us.
The evening proceeded nicely with a communal dinner, games and story telling, and I was really enjoying Hannah’s family. It became evident very quickly that Abby and Hannah were going to be inseparable, again, eliciting conflicting emotions. Since I would also be at Hannah’s side most of the weekend, that meant a lot of time spent sneaking peaks at wonderful Abby. Worse, or better in some ways, the flirting continued even after the soccer match. As evening progressed into night many of the campers settled to their own individual campsites, enjoying more intimate company with their campsite co-habitants. Hannah suggested we also make our own fire, but of course, it would just be the three of us at this site. I built the fire as the girls prepared s’mores, and Hannah emerged from our tent with three malt drinks.
“Where’d you get those?” I asked as she handed them around.
“I snuck them in, you didn’t even notice my tote was so heavy?” I had noticed, Hannah had brought a rubbermaid tote full of random supplies, but I wasn’t aware she also stashed a twelve pack of beverages.
The conversation around the fire, not to my surprise, quickly settled on relationships and sex. Hannah didn’t divulge too much personal information other than to say she and I were very happy and “we have a good time together.”
“What about you?” Hannah asked Abby, making Abby blush and look away.
“Oh you know,” Abby mumbled, staring down into her drink.
“C’mon, spill,” Hannah prodded.
“Well, there is this guy,” Abby started reluctantly.
“And?”
“Well, I don’t know, I’m totally worried about it,” Abby confessed.
“What do you mean?” I asked, piping up for almost the first time.
“Uh, well I just met him but we totally hit it off, he’s in college though…”
“Oooo,” Hannah smiled.
“Yeah, well, that just worries me is all. I mean, I really like him but I’m afraid I won’t be good enough for him.” Abby looked ashamed. I struggled to imagine a man who was too good for Abby, but it wasn’t that surprising to hear a sixteen year old struggling with self confidence.
“How do you mean?” Hannah asked.
“It’s just, I’m not experienced, you know, I don’t really know what I’m doing, and he’s in college so I’m sure he’ll know if I’m bad, and I’m just afraid he won’t want me if I can’t… perform like somebody else.” Abby averted her eyes, looking deeply ashamed.
“Oh, Abby, c’mon, don’t be like that. You’re beautiful. You have nothing to worry about. You’ll learn that stuff as you go. You know, it can be fun learning it with someone who you really like.” Hannah smiled at me as she spoke.
“I guess, I’m just worried I’ll disappoint him, ya know?” Abby was sullen and I had to hold myself back from moving in to comfort her. The discussion pushed at this point a little further, with Abby still acting sad and forlorn. Eventually, Hannah stood up.
“I’m going to run to the bathroom,” she proclaimed and disappeared behind us, out of the firelight. I was silent, not sure how I would continue this line of discussion with Abby and not sure what I could change the subject to.
I took a long swig of my drink and I was startled to see Abby before me, kneeling in the dirt between myself and the fire.
“What’s…?” I stumbled.
“Shane, I might not be any good or anything, but can I suck your cock?” Abby asked, sending alarm bells ringing in my head.
“I…”
“Hannah has told me all about it, she really loves it, she says sucking cock is the best feeling, and she says yours is perfect.” I was speechless, though happy to hear Hannah had such kind words for me. My erection was growing and Abby leaned towards it, keeping her lovely eyes pinned on mine. “I need to learn,” she proclaimed.
“I… I don’t think I’m comfortable with this,” I resisted.
“I’m comfortable with it,” I heard a voice chime behind me. I twisted my head to see Hannah standing a few feet away, hands on her hips and a huge smile on her face. “You heard her, Shane, she needs to learn.”
“But,” I began to respond before I was interrupted by Abby’s soft hands sliding up my legs.
“It’s okay, Shane, seriously.” Hannah said.
Abby’s hands reached my bulging package and she mumbled an exclamation as her fingers felt a man’s strength for the first time. Hannah moved closer and retook her seat next to me as Abby unzipped my shorts. After a moment of adjusting material, my cock sprung free and point directly at Abby.
Abby giggled and looked at Hannah. “No shit, H, it’s just as big as you said.” Abby slowly wrapped her hand around my shaft, eliciting a sigh from me and a stifled moan of arousal from Hannah. Very slowly, Abby moved her hand like a piston up and down my shaft, savoring my size and preparing me for her mouth. Abby then opened her mouth wide, looking like a rookie, and moved down on my cock. Her warm mouth surrounded my head and I gasped, totally in shock at what was happening. Abby started to move her tongue around and suck, taking me in only a fraction of my length. She had never sucked cock before, occasionally her teeth would brush me and she hadn’t perfected the art of breathing with a cock in her mouth, but Abby was eagerly learning.
As she began sucking, moving her head up and down, still miles from taking me all in, Hannah began offering encouragement and advice. As she did I noticed she had slid her hand between her legs and was actively pursuing an orgasm of her own.
“Use your tongue,” Hannah urged. “Ahhh… Take it out, yeah, lick his shaft all the way down.” Abby followed her instructions, giggling some but never taking her focus off of my stiff cock.
“Deeper, yeah, relax and take him in,” Hannah said. Abby was no where near taking me deep, but her mouth was loving and warm, and the arousal of this wild situation was boiling in my balls. I glanced over at Hannah and gave her a knowing stare.
“Oh, baby, make him cum Abby. Keep sucking, don’t stop, you’ll feel him flex and tense. His cock will swell and his balls tighten. Just suck, don’t stop, suck him in.” Abby’s eyes widened and looked disapproving. She had clearly never had a load in her mouth and she seemed reluctant.
“Guys love it, Abby, number one. Swallow his cum. That’s what he wants. Give him what he wants, baby.”
All this talk was killing me, and I began to moan and writhe as my orgasm approached. Abby closed her eyes and kept sucking, tightly squeezing my shaft in her lips. I arched my back and moaned, the wave of cum had been churning in me since I had drooled over Hannah’s tits this morning, and Abby had no idea of the storm she was in for. I grunted and fired. Abby’s eyes shot wide open as a rocket blast splattered the back of her throat. I knew this part of my load was wet and slick, coating her throat opening. I grabbed Abby’s head to hold her steady. Hannah squealed as she rubbed out a chair-rocking orgasm of her own.
Much like the first time, when I release my biggest loads into Hannah’s mouth they overflow and spill. Hannah sucks and swallows better than I ever imagined, but she still struggles to handle the overwhelming force and quantity of my cum. Abby, feeling a man erupt in her mouth for the first time, had no chance. Her mouth was coated quickly and cum spewed out all sides. She held onto me, forcing meager little swallows in a futile attempt to keep up, but my cum poured out. A sizable pool began to gather on my shorts and soak down onto my balls. I moaned and flexed as the final stream gushed up and out of me. Hannah watched us with ravenous eyes and she swooped in quickly when Abby released. Abby rocked back and looked spent, cum dribbling from her lips. She wiped some away with her t-shirt, but to my pleasant surprise, never spit any of my load out. Most of it was still swimming on me, but she swallowed all the cum that she had managed to hold in her young mouth.
Hannah was on her knees now, making loud slurping sounds as she attempted to gather the fleeing pools of cum.
Abby giggled at Hannah’s horny display. “You little slut,” she joked, smiling wide and looking proud of herself.
Hannah peered up at me from my lap. “I’m your slut,” she whispered, smiling before going back to the job of cleaning me up. Even after Hannah gathered all she could my shorts were still soaked and I was very thankful I had packed a few pairs, because these would not be wearable again this weekend.
I expected there might be some awkwardness after what just happened, but Hannah was able to keep us relaxed and open. After she was satisfied with cleaning me up, she got us another round of drinks, pulled our chairs as close together as possible, and started chatting with Abby about what just happened. Abby couldn’t believe she had actually gone through with it even though, to my surprise, she and Hannah had been discussing it over the phone for some time before the trip. I was still in shock, but the casual conversation and mingling of all of our legs and hands together as we sat close was making the situation very comfortable.
Hannah and Abby both giggled a lot, and Abby eventually admitted that she thought she liked it, but it was a lot to process. I was loving how comfortable we were being with each other: Hannah’s and Abby’s legs were mingling and Hannah was gently caressing Abby just above the knee as we talked, Abby and I held hands loosely and our eyes met repeatedly. The fire died down soon, since none of us wanted to get up to stoke it, and as it smoldered Hannah leaned to me and kissed my cheek.
“C’mon,” she whispered, “we’ve got a lot more to teach her.”
My heart jumped. I had hoped that this night’s fun wouldn’t be the only escapades of the weekend, but I didn’t want to push my luck, since I considered myself to have been pretty lucky already.
Hannah stood up and suggested we call it a night. Abby and I nodded and unlocked our hands. As Abby rose she was met by Hannah, standing close, and their lips sealed together. Abby looked a little surprised but her face quickly relaxed and I watched her lips part and accept Hannah’s probing tongue. The two most beautiful women I’d ever been this close to now kissed deeply, Hannah pushing her tongue where my cock had recently been and exploring her cousin’s mouth. Abby’s arms wrapped around Hannah’s shoulders and she began to twist her fingers through Hannah’s smooth hair. I rose to meet them, hypnotized by the contortions of lips and tongues, and soon I stood in close, reaching one arm behind each beauty and pulling them in.
Hannah broke the kiss but pressed tightly into Abby, sliding her sweet lips down Abby’s flawless cheek and planted passionate kisses on Abby’s neck and collarbone. Abby threw her head back and sighed, giving me a chance to lean in and lock her in a deep kiss. Our tongues played and danced, and three pairs of hands began a complex mix of feeling and caressing. Given my position I easily had access to each girl’s beautiful ass and I fondled them with lust. Hannah’s was soft, full, not fat but voluptuous, and I craved being inside it once again. Hannah’s was tight, round, and firm, and I couldn’t help but wonder how beautiful her young and untouched asshole must have been.
Our tangled pile of love and lust moved into the tent and it became clear that it was going to be Hannah and I giving Abby’s pristine body some attention. Abby laid prone on a pile of sleeping bags and sighed deeply as our four hands explored her. Abby’s shirt was removed quickly and I was surprised to see she hadn’t worn a bra. Her tits, beautiful and round, were so firm and perky that a bra was really not needed anyway. I watched for a moment as Hannah took her cousin’s nipple into her mouth, eliciting moans from Abby and myself. Seeing Hannah explore another woman was driving me crazy and I ravenously joined in the fun. I devoured Abby’s free tit, swirling circles around her nipple and sucking forcefully. Abby was beside herself, shifting and moaning and pulling at her own hair.
Hannah read my mind, or I hers, because our hands met simultaneously on a wet little mound between Abby’s legs. Abby squealed a little and sighed. She was aroused beyond belief, soaking through her shorts and onto our fingers. Hannah halted her sucking to move down and started removing Abby’s shorts. This young, athletic, goddess was now naked and lying before me. I moved up and kissed her deeply, caressing her stomach and chest as I did, before whispering to her how beautiful she was, how much we wanted her (I could only speak for myself, but Hannah seemed to want her plenty as well), and how good we would make her feel.
“Shane,” Hannah called, “you might want to see this.” I did want to see it, and after giving Abby a parting kiss I slid down and joined Hannah at Abby’s waist. Abby cautiously spread her legs a little giving us just enough room to lay together between them.
The sight was something to marvel at. Abby had a smooth shaved pussy, as opposed to Hannah’s being surrounded by short dark hairs, and it was so wet it looked like Abby had just stepped out of the shower. Her pussy lips were puffy and immediately I was dying to sink into them. I thought Abby’s pussy was clenched shut when I first saw it, but as I found out, even relaxed Abby’s virgin pussy was unbelievably tight.
Hannah beamed, “Abby, baby, it’s so beautiful.” I agreed and locked Hannah in a kiss. As we kissed we began to lower our heads, millimeters from Abby’s gorgeous flesh now, and Abby inhaled a huge breath in anticipation. Our kissing lips met Abby’s wet pussy, and the set melted together into one tangle of tongues, lips, pussy, and juices. Abby exhaled and screamed, rushing her hands to her face to catch the noise escaping her, and after tensing for a moment, Abby relaxed.
Her pussy was soft and delicate, more supple than I thought was possible, and an absolute delight. Hannah and I struggled to fit both of our mouths on her, twisting and contorting, neither one of us wanting to miss out on a second of flavor and sensation. Hannah seemed to enjoy pushing her tongue into Abby’s tight hole, discovering flavors she’d never tasted, while I sent waves of pleasure over Abby as I gently licked and sucked her clit. Hannah pushed the envelope, gently and slowly inserting her first finger and pushing it up inside Abby’s vagina.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God,” Abby mumbled to herself faster and faster, moving her hands up to cover her eyes as if she didn’t want to see what was happening. I knew Hannah had never eaten out or fingered anyone before, but I was confident she knew enough about female pleasure to know just the right finger twists, pokes, and thrusts to rock Abby’s world. Abby seemed overwhelmed with pleasure, and my cock was straining with desire, so I slowly began to slide over to Hannah, hoping I could get a chance to fuck her sweet pussy from behind while she pleasured her cousin.
“Hey,” Hannah stopped me, “not tonight.”
“What?”
“Tonight’s about giving Abby all she can handle,” she whispered.
“But I’m dying down here,” I protested, thrusting my rock hard cock against her to make my point.
“Tonight’s not about you and me, ok, you’ll get plenty later, don’t worry.” I knew I would, but I was dying for some action right now. The knowledge that I wouldn’t get any release only made my cock strain harder for the rest of the night.
Hannah’s finger continued to work, joined by her tongue, and I moved to repeat my exercises on Abby’s tits. Abby was past the point of words, signaling to us that she was about to cum by flailing her arms and panting loudly. I slowed my licking some, trying to watch both Abby and Hannah as the moment arrived. Abby clasped her hands over mouth tightly and screamed, her body became stiff and her legs squeezed Hannah’s head. Hannah was undeterred. Her finger still worked magic and she pushed her face down and latched onto Abby’s pussy, making a large circle around her clit and flesh and sucking. Hannah moaned into Abby’s pussy, clearly enjoying making her cum, and Abby shook and rocked, overcome and completely out of control. As the last shivers of orgasm washed over her, ending in spastic twitches and shakes of her beautiful pussy lips, Abby relaxed again. Hannah slowly slid her finger out and released her suction cup attachment on Abby’s clit. Hannah finished with a few moments of gentle licks up and down along the outside of Abby’s pussy, savoring the flavor of her cousin’s first cum, and offered me the shimmering finger to lick clean.
The three of us settled gently into the sleeping bags. Abby praised us repeatedly and drifted off to sleep, her head resting on my chest. I was wide awake, horny beyond belief, and Hannah seemed unable to rest right away either. Hannah laid on my other side, propped up on her elbow, and stroked Abby’s hair and beautiful face. Hannah clearly was a struck by her cousin as I was. When it was clear Abby was deep asleep, Hannah began whispering.
“Having fun?” she asked, surely knowing what my answer would be.
“Oh my God, yeah, wow.”
“Do you want to fuck her?” Hannah asked, looking up at me. I was hesitant to answer, of course sexually I was dying to be inside Abby, but I was worried about the ramifications of actually having sex with another woman, much less Hannah’s cousin. What we had done so far had been great, but somehow it seemed like it could be considered just wild exploration, whereas having sex might be moving things too far. Hannah noticed my hesitation.
“Because she wants you to, we’ve talked a lot about it, and she wants you to be her first. And I want you to.”
“You do?”
Hannah nodded. “Yes. Shane, I’m not worried about it affecting us. As long as we’re all consenting I think it will only strengthen our relationship. And I’ll be a part of it to, it’s not like you’ll just go off into the woods and fuck her without me. And I think it’d be so hot, don’t you?”
“Well of course,” I admitted, “I just wasn’t sure if everyone was okay with taking things to that level. Abby really wants me to be her first?”
“Us, really, she wants us to be first.”
I nodded. I didn’t know when, but very soon I would be deflowering this gorgeous angel next to me. It was much harder to sleep after that.

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Best summer job EVER! part 2.

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JAKOB AND JESSIE–PART 2

Chapter 1
Once Jakob’s mom had recovered from the shock of her son’s statements she began the short drive home. Jakob was silent but his mind was working. There had been no sex on the long bus ride home from Orlando, just some hand holding and kissing; he and Jessie had talked and talked about their future. They agreed that discussing everything with their parents right away was the best approach. When he and his mom arrived Jakob walked in and told his dad he needed to talk with them. He summarized what had happened on the ride to Orlando, omitting the explicit sexual parts. He told his dad about their plans to attend college and live together, then marry once school was completed. His dad puffed his pipe in contemplation. When Jakob was finished he placed the pipe in its holder and asked if they had been intimate.
Jakob had always been truthful with his parents and had anticipated his father’s question. “Yes, Dad, she was a virgin just like me. It was the second best thing that’s ever happened to me. The first was when she said she loved me.” And then he went on to tell about the rented room he and Jessie had shared.
His dad continued his thinking, puffing his pipe for several minutes before saying, “If this young lady is joining our family I think we ought to meet her, don’t you?”
“Yes, Dad. Thanks,” Jakob exclaimed as he rushed off to bed. When Jakob had gone he turned to his wife asking her, “Have you ever met her? Do you know her or her family?”
“I’ve seen her around school and the stores any number of times, but we’ve never actually met,” she replied tentatively. “I think her father is Harry Holmes. You know– the accountant.”
“Yes…I have met Mr. Holmes. Is she anything like her father?” he inquired further.
“I don’t think so. What’s she like? From what I’ve heard she’s fairly intelligent and gets good grades, too. On a scale of one to ten, she’d be a twelve, at least—tall and thin, good posture, light brown hair just below her shoulders, high cheek bones and skin most women would die for. Oh, yes—the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen and a body most men would kill for.”
* * * * * * * *
Jessie’s ride home was in stark contrast to Jakob’s. When her mom had arrived she immediately asked Jessie, “OK…how did it go? Did you get anywhere with him?” When Jessie had first told her that she really liked a boy who was just too shy to even talk to her, they had actively discussed how to seduce him. On her ride home she told her mom everything—all the intimate details.
“I knelt on the seat, giving him a really good look at my body. When I turned around I could see he had a huge erection.”
“Oh, my.”
“I checked around—just about everyone was sleeping so I jerked him off.”
“Jessie!”
“Then I licked and sucked up all his semen. There was a lot of it and it tasted really yummy.”
“Oh, dear,” was all her mom could say. That’s how the conversation went all the way home. All in all though she was very accepting of everything Jessie had told her. The big problem would be her father who was known to enjoy bullying people to get his own way. This, too, Jessie had discussed with Jakob. They would stick together whatever he tried.
Chapter 2
The following morning Jakob was up even earlier than his usual 5:30. Once he had finished his chores he cleaned his truck—a 2010 Toyota Tundra– inside and out before breakfast and showering. He paid special attention to his hair, combing it carefully before trying unsuccessfully to tame his ever-present cowlick. He dressed in a solid blue golf shirt and clean khakis with white ankle socks and sneakers. Then he went to pick up Jessie for school. Mrs. Holmes answered the door. He was about to introduce himself when she said, “Good morning, Jakob. C’mon in. Jessie will be down in a minute.” It was just a moment later that Jessie appeared at the top of the stairs dressed in a pale yellow top that emphasized her breasts, held up by two thin spaghetti straps, and a mid-thigh length black skirt. Jessie flashed him quickly while her mom’s back was turned so he could see she was wearing no underwear; her bald pussy was totally exposed and accessible to him. It was clear from her top that she was wearing no bra, either. She hurried down the stairs and ran to Jakob. She held his head while she kissed him, rubbing her breasts against his chest and her leg into his crotch. Once again, Jakob’s body responded strongly, so when Jessie stepped away her mother could clearly see the straining cloth created by his growing erection.
“Oh, my,” Mrs. Holmes exclaimed, “you certainly didn’t exaggerate, did you, Jessie.”
Of course Jakob was mortified. “Uh…I’m sorry, Mrs. Holmes.”
“For what, Jakob?… for being human?…for loving Jessie? There’s no reason to apologize for any of those things. But, Jessie, don’t let him go to school until you’ve taken care of that. You caused it…you deal with it.”
“With pleasure, Mom.”
“Oh, by the way, Mrs. Holmes,” Jakob interrupted, “Jessie and I have some things to do this afternoon so it might be best if I took care of her dinner tonight.”
Jessie looked at him questioningly, but all Jakob would say is…”Two surprises…two surprises.”
They left the house and Jakob opened the passenger door, assisting her up into the seat before buckling her in. By the time he had walked around to his door Jessie had unbuckled her belt and slid across the bench seat to be closer to him. She leaned in for a quick kiss before he started the engine. Jessie rubbed Jakob’s erection slowly but firmly, causing it to throb as it grew in size and firmness.
“You’d better be careful or I’m going to have a very embarrassing accident.”
“Then you’d better find a place where we can fuck—the sooner the better. I’m dripping all over your seat, not to mention my skirt.”
Jakob pulled out of the driveway and up the street. After a few blocks he located an empty lot holding several cars and a large dump truck, all with “For Sale” signs on their windshields. He pulled in closely behind the truck. No sooner had he turned off the ignition than Jessie was out of her belt and had turned to face him. She clutched his head and kissed him. This was no soft gentle kiss. It was hard, hot, and hungry, borne of her overwhelming need for him. When she finally broke the kiss she pulled back just a few inches still clutching his head. “I never believed I could miss someone like I missed you last night,” she whispered to him. She opened his seat belt and pulled him toward her. She removed his pants and straddled him. Jakob moved to penetrate her but she stopped him, placing her hand over his lips. “Let me do it,” she begged him. “Let me work for you.”
Jessie held his rigid cock just below her slit. She was so eager, so hungry for him that her natural lubricating fluids flowed from her cunt like water from a tap. She slowly…very, very slowly…lowered herself onto him. Jessie had learned to love the sensation of Jakob’s cock entering and stretching her vaginal walls. She wanted it to last so she took almost thirty seconds before she felt the tip of his dick brush against her cervix. She stayed motionless in this position for several minutes, feeling her membranes expand to accommodate this rock hard intruder.
Finally, she initiated a slow sinuous motion which rubbed Jakob’s cock over all of her pussy walls, creating friction in spite of her copious fluids which soaked her thighs as well as his abdomen. Her pace quickened as she became hotter, craving completion for both of them. Jessie moved her hands from his shoulders to his hands, guiding them under her top to her firm breasts and hardening nipples which Jakob gladly massaged and pinched. Suddenly, Jakob felt a tiny twitch in her vagina—her orgasm was about to begin. He thrust deep and hard into her again and again. She shuddered and shook explosively as her orgasm took control of her body. Jakob continued his wild thrusts until he shot ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…FIVE thick hot rivers of semen, drenching her pussy and womb. His cum and hers leaked from within her down her thighs covering both of them.
They lay there together reveling in the success of their union. Finally, Jakob told her, “I could stay with you like this for hours but we need to get to school.”
“Don’t worry, we can be late.”
“Jessie Holmes,” he kidded, “you’re a very bad influence on me. You’ll ruin my perfect attendance record, for sure.”
“You mean you’ve never been late or absent all year?
“No, I’ve never been either late or absent—not since kindergarten.”
Jessie clung to him for another minute before jumping up and back. “Let’s go. I’m a mess but I can clean up when we get there.”
Jakob reached below the seat and produced a small plastic bag with two clean white towels. “I like to be prepared,” he told her as he passed one to her and wiped his body with the other. They left the lot and arrived at school with only minutes to go before the first bell. They made arrangements to meet at lunch.
Chapter 3
When Jakob had cleared the lunch line he looked all over for Jessie. Eventually he saw her friends waving him over. When he had deposited his tray he noticed them grinning mischievously. “Oh, Jakob, you’ve been really naughty, haven’t you? Jessie was leaking your cum from her pussy all morning. Her thighs were so sticky she had to go to the lav and wash up. We wish we had that problem, we’re so jealous.” Jakob sat and saw Jessie approaching, her inner thighs red from rubbing with the coarse paper towels. Jessie sat and kissed him before they ate. Sally cleared her throat, “I broke up with Joey last night. I got tired of getting no sex from him. I guess the word is out because I got two offers so far this morning. I’m planning on some serious fucking this weekend…thanks to you, Jakob.” He didn’t know what to say so he just smiled in reply. He was actually embarrassed. Sex was something personal and private to him; he would never discuss sex with Jessie with anyone—other than Jessie, that is. After lunch the girls left the table, leaving Jessie and Jakob alone. “So,” Jessie began, “what’s up this afternoon?”
“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it? Let’s just say you’ll have a good time and leave it at that, OK?”
After school they met at his truck. Once seated inside Jakob took her hand, kissing the ring he had bought her at Sea World. “I have to ask you to break a promise you made to me.” He removed her silver ring—the one with the kissing dolphins—and put it onto the same finger on her right hand. Jessie seemed to be confused so he continued, “You’re going to need room there for your real engagement ring. That’s surprise number one. Reach into the glove box, will you, please?”
Jessie opened it and found a large manila envelope. “My dad,” Jakob continued, “went to the bank for me this morning.” He took the envelope from her, sliding it into his waist band.
“You don’t have to buy me a ring. I’m happy with this one,” Jessie replied.
“It’s something I want to do. I want everyone to know that we are really serious about each other, not just some goofy kids playing at love.” Jessie looked at him and understood. “You’re right. We know we’re serious but a lot of other people probably don’t believe us. Let’s go. I can’t wait.”
Their town was a small one, not big enough to support a jewelry store, but there was a pawn shop that sold a lot of jewelry among other things. That’s where they would begin their search. Jessie had no idea how much Jakob could afford so she started looking at some rings with tiny diamonds until Jakob shook his head and pointed to some with stones in the one carat range. They finally settled on one about 1.25 carats in a white gold setting. It cost Jakob just over $4,000. Jakob opened the envelope and calmly counted out forty-one hundred dollar bills. There were several more that he returned to the envelope.
Once the ring was sized and cleaned he carefully placed it on her finger saying, “I love you, Jessie, more than I can ever possibly tell you.” A tear came to Jessie’s eye, but it was a tear of sublime happiness. She kissed him and they left the shop.
“ Jakob, that was a wonderful surprise. No wonder I love you so much, but what’s next? Can’t you tell me?”
Jakob opened the truck door for her, climbed in behind her and drove away in silence. He was grinning but Jessie couldn’t figure out what was going on. Finally she said, “Jakob, you know it’s not nice to have secrets from your fiancé.”
“I know,” he replied, “and this is the last one I’ll ever have, but it’s something I have to show you.”
He drove down the highway until he pulled off onto the gravel drive of an abandoned farm. The house looked like something you’d see in an old cowboy movie. The paint was faded and the roof well-worn. There was a low porch that ran the length of the house. “This is the old Webster place. My dad bought it last winter. It’s about 800 acres. We talked this morning at breakfast. He knows we’ve been having sex and, obviously, we’re going to continue. He doesn’t want us doing it in the truck. He thinks it’s too dangerous—too easy to get caught. There have also been some incidents of muggings and robberies in the past few months. I’m sure you’ve seen them in the papers. Anyway, he offered this place to us. We can come here for sex if we want or to spend a weekend, anything we want to do. It has electricity and the water is connected. I know because Dad had me clean it out last week before the trip. I don’t know what he was thinking about at the time but it’s all ours now. Want to go in?” Jessie just smiled in reply.
Jakob helped Jessie up the step to the porch. He opened the door with his key and led Jessie in. The house was small but neat. She could see they were in the living room with an old TV, a worn couch and an upholstered easy chair. One doorway led to a large eat-in kitchen. To the left was a short hallway to the two bedrooms. It was in that direction that she led Jakob. The smaller bedroom with two twin beds was on the left; the larger “master” bedroom was farther down the hall facing the rear of the house. The bathroom entrance was opposite. Jessie walked in to find a double bed with an old iron headboard. The bed looked lumpy and it was, but it would serve them well until a replacement could be found. Jessie wiggled her finger to invite Jakob to follow her. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, her feet pointing skyward. “OK, fiancé, do your thing; whatever you want, I want it, too.”
Jakob kneeled before her and slowly removed her thong. It had been thoroughly soaked during the morning’s sexcapade. The dried cum made the cloth stiff like cardboard. He lifted it over her heels and got down to work. He placed his tongue just in front of her ass and licked forward. He ran his tongue over her soft smooth labia. She responded with a soft mewing sound as he moistened her pussy with his saliva. Jessie gripped his head forcing his tongue into her slit. Jakob could taste her fluids as she self-lubricated. This was ambrosia—nectar of the gods. He drove his tongue deep into her in search of her delectable pussy juice. Using his tongue he fucked her hard and fast. “Ohmygod,” Jessie squealed. She thought she was in heaven when Jakob slipped his finger into her ass. “Oh, fuck me! That feels so good. Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck my ass. Put another finger in me…PLEASE!!”
Jessie was panting rapidly. Her eyes couldn’t focus. She stared vacantly toward the ceiling. She could feel the pressure rise in her cunt and spread throughout her body. Jakob was working her hard when she contorted her body in a spasm of euphoria; that spasm lifting her almost a foot off the bed, the springs groaning when she fell exhausted and drained, covered in sweat and cum. She relaxed for several minutes while she recovered. Jakob kissed her inner thighs, licking her clean, sucking up her juices as they leaked from her cunt. Finally, he kissed her pussy and rose to lie next to her. It didn’t take long for Jessie to discover how aroused he was. His erection jabbed into her side.
“Oh, I guess you really enjoy eating my pussy. You’re even more turned on than I am. She reached down to stroke him. She gripped his rock hard cock through his pants. Jakob groaned in response. Jessie leaned over so she could unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down and off his legs. His cock stood up pushing the leg of his boxers aside. When Jessie fingered his cock her touch was electric. The cock leaped up several inches in response. “Lie back, Tiger. Let’s see what I can do with this.”
Jakob did as he was told. He lay back as Jessie moved between his legs. She cupped his balls, rubbing them tenderly. She licked each testicle getting exactly the reaction she wanted—Jakob moaned in ecstasy. Jessie moved up, leaned forward, and licked his enormous cock from base to tip. She pushed her tongue into the hole at the head just before taking the head into her mouth. If Jakob had felt pleasure before, now he felt as though he were soaring through the heavens. Every part of his body tingled with delight. Jessie was only able to get about a third of his cock into her mouth. She resolved to practice, practice, practice until she could deep throat him. What fun that would be! She sucked and moved her head up and down, her mouth simulating her cunt. When she heard Jakob utter a loud “UGGHHH” she knew he was about to explode. She took a deep breath so she could swallow all of his cum, and she did it just in time. Jakob rammed five huge splurts of cum straight into her throat. When he had finished she slowly licked his cock clean, even pulling the last few drops from his tip. She then kissed the cock that had given both of them so much pleasure, and leaped onto the bed, falling into Jakob’s embrace.
They rested for almost an hour, slowly regaining their strength, recovering from their sexual ordeal. Then Jakob rose on one elbow, leaned down to kiss his lover, “Hungry?” he whispered.
“Famished, any ideas?”
“Sure, we could go out or bring in—Chinese, pizza, whatever you want.”
They decided to get pizza delivered. While they waited Jessie had some questions for Jakob. “Jakob, I love my ring, but are you sure you can afford it? I would have been satisfied with something much smaller.”
“I told you once that I don’t throw my money around, but what I didn’t tell you is that I do have a fair amount of money. My grandfather left me over $100,000. My dad had two brothers who died young—one in Vietnam, the other in a bad car collision—so he was Grandpa’s only heir, other than me. Also, I’ve been working on our farm and others since I’ve been ten. You know my dad has the largest farm in the area. He has a lot of equipment the smaller farmers can’t afford so he rents it out when they need it. It comes complete with an operator—me! Dad gives me sixty percent of what he charges so my share is usually somewhere between 500 and 700 dollars a day. I have to work long hours, but it’s worth it. I’ve cleared at least $20,000 a year for the past eight years. Of course, I invested it. At first my dad managed the money, but three years ago he turned all that over to me. I’ve done pretty well—averaged more than ten percent a year. So, anyway, I plan to pay my own way through college and grad school and we should have more than enough to get us started once we’re married.”
When he finished he looked at Jessie. She just sat there in awe of him. “The more I learn about you, the more incredible I find you are,” she said finally. “How lucky can I get?” They started to hug, which led to a kiss, which might have led to more, had the pizza delivery not interrupted them. After their dinner Jessie excused herself to the bathroom. She laughed when she saw the old fashioned tub on legs. It looked pretty big, though, and that gave her some ideas. But they would have to wait. Now she had to go home. She knew she would miss Jakob more than ever. She could hardly wait until they could be together.
Chapter 4
Jessie was invited to meet Jakob’s parents on Saturday afternoon. She was really nervous when Jakob picked her up. Jakob introduced her and her nervousness melted away when his mom hugged her. Jakob’s dad, however, just stood there with his hands on his hips. “I will have to talk to Anna about the lies she’s been telling about you. She told me you were a twelve on a scale of ten. You’re easily a fifteen! I’m glad my son has such good taste.”
“Thank you, Mr. Johannson.”
“That’s something we’re going to have to change. I can’t have any daughter-in-law calling me ‘Mr.’”
“Can I call you ‘Dad?’ Is that OK?” she asked.
“Much better. Now, how about a hug?”
Jessie gave her new dad a big hug and when she pulled back she noticed a large lump in his pants. “So that’s where he gets it from,” she thought. Dinner was steaks cooked on the grill with baked potatoes, baked beans, and corn on the cob. Jakob did the honors cooking the steaks, something that once again surprised Jessie. She wondered if she would ever know the full extent of his abilities.
During dinner Jakob’s father commented, ”I see you’re making good use of the Webster place. That’s good. I’m glad. You are both young and healthy. You should be enjoying each other.” Jessie was a little embarrassed by his frankness but saw that Jakob took it in stride. She assumed correctly that they had a very open relationship just as she had with her mom. She tried to help with the clean-up after dinner, but Jakob’s mom told her, “I’ll do this. Then I’ll take care of that lump in Sven’s pants. You two go and take care of each other.”
Jakob drove to their new hideaway. He led her into the kitchen where he slowly removed their clothes. They stood naked in the moonlight as they moved together for a kiss. Jessie loved the way Jakob’s tongue sought hers and wrestled in their mouths. She was a bit surprised when jakob lifted her onto the counter top. He moved her legs up onto his shoulders, a movement that placed her pussy directly in line with his throbbing cock. He was leaking pre-cum which he rubbed into Jessie’s slit, not that she needed any extra lubrication. Her pussy was soaking wet. Jakob pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock easily into her velvet tunnel. Jessie pulled his head forward so they could kiss as they fucked. Jakob could feel Jessie squeeze her vaginal muscles, increasing his pleasure. He licked two fingers then pushed them into her ass. “Oh, yes, Jakob. I love that. Fuck me with your fingers. I can’t wait until you stick your cock in there. I hope it will happen soon.” Jakob pulled his cock out and rubbed his tip against Jessie’s swollen clit. It was only seconds before she came so hard she squirted all over him. They both laughed. “We’ll have to remember how to do that. I’ve never done it before. It felt so great. Now let’s take care of you.”
Jessie slipped off the counter and bent forward in front of Jakob, her hands on the counter. Jakob grabbed her by the hips; his cock slid right into her hot silky hole. Jessie pushed back, forcing him deeply into her. As Jakob thrust forward, Jessie pushed back. They had never fucked like this before but it was only seconds before they had coordinated their efforts with great effectiveness. When Jessie felt his cock throb she pulled off, spun around, and pulled his cock into her mouth just in time to swallow his entire load. She licked their combined fluids from his cock enjoying her own taste as much as she relished his. “I’m determined to get all of this cock into my mouth,” she told Jakob. “I want to practice every day, OK?”
“Only if I can practice on you at the same time.”
“It’s a deal!”
While Jakob and Jessie were satisfying each other his mom had just started the dishes when Sven, her husband, came into the kitchen. He stood behind her, raised her skirt, and put his hand on her ass. Anna had a good body for a woman of her age—almost forty. She was tall and thin with small breasts and narrow hips. Her ass was round and her abdomen flat. Most importantly she made maximum use of her assets. She squirmed her ass back into Sven’s hand. “Go ahead, stick your finger in my ass. Get me ready for your cock.”
“Ah, Anna, you know what I like, don’t you.”
“I know you liked rubbing against Jessie. I’m going to have to keep a close eye on you, I think.”
“She is a beauty, I have to admit. In some ways I envy Jakob. But I’m more than satisfied with you, my dear.”
“You’d better be,” she kidded as she led him into the bedroom, his finger still up her ass. Anna pulled her blouse over her head, undid her bra, and threw her skirt onto the floor. She knelt on the bed and bent forward, inviting her husband to fuck her pussy or ass. Sven dropped his pants revealing a monster cock, even bigger than Jakob’s. It was oozing pre-cum which he rubbed into his wife’s slit. Anna was already lubed up and ready for sex. She reached back and pulled his cock into her pussy. “Put it there first to get it lubed up then I want you in my ass and I want it hard.”
Sven placed his hands on her waist so he could pull himself all the way into her. When they were first married Anna feared sex because of his mammoth size but years of experience and the birth of their child had made his entry much easier. Sven loved the feel of his wife, the contractions he felt when she flexed her muscles. Sven pumped her hard and fast and when he was ready he pulled out, moved his cock up and pressed against her sphincter. Sven was so large there was no way this wasn’t going to hurt initially, but that pain would quickly yield to intense pleasure as his rock hard cock pressed against the thousands of nerve endings lining her anus. She grunted as he made entry. Sven knew from years of experience that he needed to wait now for her to recover. She would signal him when she was ready. After a few minutes Anna pushed back, forcing his cock deep into her ass. “Fuck me hard, Sven. Fuck me hard!” Sven pushed his cock all the way into her bowel then withdrew before ramming home again. He repeated this savage motion over and over until his balls started to clench. “Anna, I’m close.” She pulled off him and took his cock into her mouth so she could swallow his offering. She had never objected to the taste of her ass because she loved the taste of his cum so much. Anna was an oral junkie. She’d put almost anything into her mouth, especially after it had been either in her pussy or her ass. Sven lunged forward as his first stream of creamy cum hit her tonsils. He repeated several times, filling Anna’s mouth with creamy cum. She showed it to him before swallowing and licking him clean.
“You know, Anna, I think I’ll keep you.”
The following day Jakob went to meet Jessie’s parents for dinner. He had already met her mom, of course. When introduced to her father who had a reputation for rudeness and bullying he said, “Pleased to meet you, sir,” and extended his hand. Mr. Holmes ignored this gesture, instead staring into space.
During dinner the expected interrogation began. “I assume you’re infatuated by having sex with my daughter, like all of her other boy friends.”
“Sir, I won’t lie to you. Jessie and I are having sex together, but I assure you that she was a virgin just like me.”
“I find that hard to believe. Just take a look at her.”
“I love looking at her. She’s beautiful. But you’ll have to take my word about the other part.”
Howard changed his direction of attack. “I’m sure you know that Jessie is in the top ten percent of her class, ranked 25th out of, what is it, two hundred and fifty something? I can’t imagine you could possibly meet such a high standard.”
“Actually, sir—I’m number six which would put me around the top 3 percent.”
Her father just glared. Jessie was upset that he was being so rude. “Why do you think you are good enough for my daughter?”
“Well, sir,” Jakob started, trying to be polite and respectful, “the truth is… I don’t think I am good enough for her… but for some reason she thinks I am,…and that’s what really matters.”
Now her dad was becoming angry. This conversation was not going as he had planned. “Well, I hate to tell you this, but I can’t really see Jessie as a farmer’s wife.”
“I agree with you, sir. But your concern is moot since I’m not planning on being a farmer.”
“You’re not?” It was Jessie who was surprised to hear this.
“No… for several reasons. First, my dad is young—only 42—so I expect him to work for at least another 25 to 30 years. I wouldn’t be taking over the farm for a long time. Second, the family farm is becoming an anachronism. The future of farming is in big corporations like ConAgra that can afford all the expensive equipment and are big enough to diversify and take advantage of economy of scale. I’ve spoken to several of their local executives. They run into a lot of Ag grads and a lot of business grads but very few with both sets of skills. That’s why I plan to have a dual major—agriculture and business. I’ll get my MBA once I graduate.”
“You seem to have an answer for everything. A real know-it-all, aren’t you?”
“No, sir, there are probably millions of questions I couldn’t answer, but I was able to answer the ones you asked.”
Howard Holmes was accustomed to getting his own way at all costs. So far he wasn’t getting his way at all and he wasn’t happy. He played his ace in the hole. “I don’t think you are right for my daughter and I don’t like this relationship. I especially don’t like the idea of you seducing my daughter and coercing her to have sex with you.”
“Daddy! That just isn’t true. If anyone did any seducing it was me that did it. Jakob doesn’t have to coerce me—I love doing it with him. And, the truth is that I’m not good enough for him. We came here hoping to get your blessing…”
“Well, you’re not getting it, and if you persist in this relationship I’ll cut you off without a cent. Then where will you be?”
“Mr. Holmes, I’m more than happy to pay for Jessie’s education and support her. I’m paying my own way through college and I can afford to cover both of us.”
“Really? Where would a bum like you get that kind of money—steal it?”
“Daddy!”
“No, sir,” stated Jakob calmly, “I’ve been working and saving since I was ten. You can keep your money. We don’t want or need it.”
That was the final straw for Howard Holmes. “I’ve had enough of you. Get out!”
Before Jakob could say anything Jessie put her hand on his arm and stood. There was a tear on her cheek but steel in her eyes. “Daddy, you just don’t get it. We came here to ask for your blessing but with or without it we are going forward together. Unfortunately, it looks like you won’t be a part of it. Jakob has made me very happy, happier than I could ever imagine being. I want to be with him and I’m going to be with him whether you like it or not. Let’s go, Jakob. I’m sorry, Mom.” She took Jakob’s hand and they left the house.
They drove silently to the Webster house—their house now. Jakob stopped the truck and turned to Jessie. “ I don’t want to be the reason for you losing your family.”
Jessie took his hands in hers. “Jakob, we’re going to talk about this now—once and only once. You are not the cause of this. You actually had nothing to do with it. It’s just how my father operates. He always has to be in total control. I’m the one who made the decision to leave and I’d make it every time. I love you and my father is an asshole. We can live here. OK, we’ll need a new bed, but otherwise it’ll be fine. Plus… I will have a family—yours.”
They exited the truck. This time, at the door Jakob swooped Jessie into his arms and carried her through. He carried her straight to bed where they held each other until they fell asleep.
Meanwhile, at the Holmes residence Mrs. Holmes sat at the table in silence, glaring at her husband. Finally, she spoke. “You’ve been bullying people for years and getting away with it. I can’t believe you did it to your own daughter. You’re a sick, sick person. This was my parents’ home. The deed is in my name. Pack a bag and get out—now–before I call the police and have you removed. I’ll send the rest of your things to your office. You and I are finished.“
Chapter 5
Jakob and Jessie woke early the next morning, aching from the lumpy mattress and hungry. There was nothing in the house except a few cans of Coke. Jakob used his cell to call his dad. To his surprise he knew all about the fiasco of the previous evening. “Mr. Holmes called here last night ranting about how you were destroying his daughter, insisting that the relationship end.”
“What did you do, Dad?”
“I told him I was looking forward to Jessie joining our family. He went ballistic. Later on Mrs. Holmes called and told us that she had thrown him out. She was concerned for Jessie. I told her she would be safe with you, but Jessie should call her sometime today.”
Jakob told Jessie about the calls. She sat in the kitchen, head in her hands. “Are you OK?” he asked.
“Yes, Jakob, actually I’ve never been better. But I’ve been thinking. I don’t want to get married after college. I want to get married now. I’m worried about what my father will do. I’m sure he’s furious at both of us. If we’re married there won’t be anything he can do. We’re both old enough so we don’t need anyone’s permission.”
“I think you’re right, but we have to agree—no children until we have both finished school. We both need our education—me to support us, you in case something were to happen to me. Agreed?”
“Yes, and it will give us lots of time to practice, practice, practice. Speaking of which, I didn’t get any last night, and neither did you.” She took Jakob’s hand and led him back to the bedroom. Jakob was hard by the time she pushed him onto the bed. “I told you I wanted to get all of you in my mouth. Now is a great time to practice. Jessie knelt in front of him, stroked his huge cock, and began licking it—all around the swollen head—before putting her lips around it. She pushed it into her mouth until she gagged then moved it back out just a little. Again she pushed it in. It filled her mouth so she ran her tongue along the shaft to increase his enjoyment. In and out she continued. Her gagging decreased as her mouth grew more and more accustomed to it. She had managed to get more than half of it in when she felt the cock shudder. A deep breath held her while she gladly received the results of his orgasm. His cum sprayed straight into her stomach. She felt she could really get to love doing this. Slowly she pulled a good six inches from her mouth. “Progress,” she said. “I’m getting there. Soon I’ll be able to take all of you.”
“You don’t have to, you know. I have no complaints about anything you’ve done for me. In fact, I love everything you’ve done, but now it’s my turn.” He pulled her up to the bed situating her at the edge. He knelt on the floor pushing her legs up. She was shocked when he put his tongue on her asshole. Slowly he teased her by running his tongue all around her sphincter before pushing on its center. If Jessie was surprised at her rim job she was astonished when he pushed his tongue into her anus. “Oh…oh…oh damn. Jakob, that feels so fucking good…so fucking good.” Jakob started to fuck her ass with his tongue, just as he had done with her pussy. There are many more nerve endings in the anus than in the vagina so this sensation was extremely intense—pure and total pleasure. “I don’t care if it hurts. I want your cock in me. Do it now. I want it, no, I demand it. Do it now.”
Jakob rose and moved to the bed stand for some lube which he applied liberally to his cock and to Jessie’s asshole. He slowly applied pressure and Jessie pressed against him. Gradually he forced his way into her ass. She cried with the pain but it passed quickly and she pushed again against the intruder. Jakob’s cock eased its way into her bowel, touching flesh never before touched by any living thing. Jessie thought it felt wonderful. She felt completely stretched and filled—a sensation she had never before experienced but wanted again and again. Jessie’s ass was understandably incredibly tight so it took no time at all for Jakob to cum again. This was another sensation Jessie loved—the feeling of hot cum exploding into her bowel. When jakob pulled out she had a gaping hole through which his cum poured. She put her fingers to her ass and scooped up as much as she could, shoveling it into her mouth. Jakob was almost totally drained but he still wanted to get Jessie off—to do for her what she had undertaken for him. He placed his mouth over her swollen clit and sucked, pulling her button between his teeth, licking as he sucked. She felt as though her entire being had exploded in complete rapture. As she collapsed onto the lumpy bed she pulled Jakob to her. “I’m going to miss this bed,” she whispered just before falling again into a delicious sleep.
Chapter 6
Both Jakob and Jessie had exams the next day. They had studied together in the old Webster kitchen. It was good for both of them as their skills and knowledge meshed effectively. At the end of the day they drove to the town hall for a marriage license. They were just mounting the steps when Jessie’s father appeared behind them.
“You—Johannson! You’ve ruined everything I have. You destroyed my marriage and my life. I’m going to settle the score now if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Excuse me for disagreeing,” said Jakob, “but you did all that yourself. And I believe it just may be the last thing you do.”
Enraged, Howard Holmes lunged toward Jakob, running up the steps, a large knife in his hand. “Jakob!” Jessie yelled but it was unnecessary. Jakob had seen the knife and was ready. It was a match of a flabby 49 year old accountant against a toned 18 year old farm boy. As Holmes brought the knife down to stab him Jakob intercepted the blow, gripping his arm with his hand. Jakob squeezed his arm so hard Howard’s eyes bulged from the pain; Jakob’s other hand found its way around Howard’s throat. Slowly Jakob forced the older man down until he fell on the steps, the knife bouncing away on the concrete as he rolled down the steps gasping for breath and totally defeated. It was only a moment before the police arrived to arrest Howard Holmes on more charges than Jakob and Jessie could count. Nobody in the town was the least bit sorry or upset to learn of Howard’s fate, so hated was he for the way he had treated the townspeople for years.
It was the next day when hand in hand Jakob and Jessie climbed the stairs to the license bureau and their future together.

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