Message-ID: <33981asstr$1008162602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <001a01c182b5$e7353580$0b0a37c7@chen> From: "Mike C" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: message/partial; total=2; id="01C182B5.E4205460@mchen"; number=1 X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.50.4133.2400 X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2001 21:37:05 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} (RP) James 1-25 Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2001 08:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, kelly (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Send all comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net Copies of this and other stories can be downloaded from: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MikeC or at James Part 1. The Essay. Chapter 1 I knew I was in trouble when Mrs Cipola looked pointedly at me and picked up my assignment like it had come out the wrong end of a dog. "James, I have always encouraged you to express yourself through your writing, and while the prose is excellent, do you not feel that writing about the sexual congress of a teenager and his girlfriend is entirely unsuitable for classwork?" The whole class was snickering, even the girls. Well, perhaps it did push the envelope a little but I was writing about a couple's first love affair, a poignant moment that required a bit of "skin", so to speak. I'm sure even Harlequin Romances had much, much worse. Mrs. Cipola obviously did not read Harlequins much and she went on to berate my lack of good taste and nonexistent social graces. I wisely said nothing and fidgeted until she ran out of adjectives. "Now, James, I know this will NEVER happen again, and I will overlook this gross infraction provided you submit a revised version by this Saturday. Understood?" I nodded sagely as she ceremoniously tore my missive into tiny pieces before dumping it into the waste paper basket. Thank god I kept a backup on my computer. That still leaves me only two days to rewrite it, which should be alright if I skip wrestling practice tonight. Week Friday would be the State finals and Coach Wilson would not tolerate any more missed practices. I was mobbed after classes by requests for reprints. Sammy had emptied the trash bin and was trying to scotch tape the pieces back together. "Were they fucking?" Joey wanted to know. "Who's the girl you were writing about?" "How 'bout blowjobs?" My friend Joey again. "Is it your own experience?" Alan said with eyebrows raised and a bit of respect. He was the only one I know in my class who'd "done it" - with his older cousin who was visiting and he'd been able to more-or-less substantiate it by caressing her ass as they walked by us. "Yeah, as if..." Brenda and her friend Sara said together. "Yeah, how'd you learn about it!" They ALL wanted to know. I was big for a 15 year old, and, although I did have a little reputation with the ladies, I don't have a current "steady" and, even when I did, a little above-waist petting was all the actual experience I had. I had written the piece as a love story and "borrowed" the sex from old copies of Penthouse Forum my Dad still kept in the basement. But I'll be damned if I was going to admit it. I put on my "still water" face and stayed silent. I waded through the crowd, my size coming in handy for a change. I got on the bus and sat in the back and tried to ignore the stares as they buzzed about my run in with Mrs Cipola. "Get lost, Joey." I growled when he tried to sit next to me. He sat across the aisle and tried to catch my eye, which at the time was fixed on JulieAnn stomping down the bus. She crashed down beside me. "You didn't write about US, did you? I swear, if you told about us, I'll... I'll get someone to beat you up!" She may be mad but she still looked great. Or maybe it should be the other way around. "Hey, you told me 'no strings' when you broke up to go with Mark, remember? I KNOW you told Brenda and her friends EVERYTHING we did. So..." "No - I didn't... I didn't tell them much... They just guessed, is all. You didn't really write about us, did you?" She turned her charm on and I started melting. "Of course not. I will never betray your trust..." "Oh, that's so great. I knew you won't do anything like that! It's just that I had to be sure!" She hugged my arm to her little breasts. Her warm, soft, perfect breasts that now has someone else's paw prints all over them. "So where's Mark? How come he's not driving you home today?" Mark was the Senior twerp that broke us up. It didn't help my cause at all that his Dad the congressman bought him the meanest S2000 in the State and gave him an allowance that had a comma in it. "Oh, they're playing a game out of town and won't be back till Monday." Mark was also the star quarterback and is lusted after by all the girls. So philosophically, it's understandable how a sophomore like Jules would eschew all good sense and jumped when he asked her out. And dumped me in the process. "I'm sorry, James. I like you, I like you a lot, but Mark is different, he's exciting and you know, like, how all the girls are jealous of me? That's exciting too!" Her warm body was still pressed against me and, much as I hated the idea, my cock was hard and throbbing. JulieAnn did not miss the fact. "You're turned on aren't you? Do you remember the last time we went out by the bluff? Ooooh!" She sighed in my neck. I had managed to get her bra open and my lips on one sweet nipple that night. But then she had to be home by eleven and as usual, I had wasted all the time talking. She'd even hinted at touching me 'there' too. Then two days later, she broke our Friday date and told me she had been invited to the football party - as Mark's date. I was devastated and furious for a little while but managed to pour all my frustrations into my practice and matches. So, instead of making a fuss and getting beat up by Mark's cronies, I ended up winning a berth in the State finals, the youngest ever in my weight class. Perhaps not having to jerk off all night after a session with JulieAnn helped too. We got off and I walked Jules home, old habit I guess. Joey tagged along but wisely stayed his distance. "Wanna come in and do homework?" She asked. "No... some other time. I'd better head home and start rewriting the essay for English." I didn't want her to see how much I missed her. Joey rejoined me and we headed home. "Shit, that chick still has the hots for you!" "Oh, grow up, Joey pimplehead!" "Hey, listen. Can you get me ten or twelve copies of your essay? I could get fifty bucks easy!" I reached out to smack him but he had already crossed the street to his house. "Jerk! See you tomorrow!" I called after him. I was in no mood to work so I just ran off a copy so I could edit it later and laid in bed thinking about JulieAnn. One thing's for sure, I definitely have the hots for her still. I was just going to head into the shower for some quick relief when the phone rang. "James? This is Mme Petitcoeur - I taught you French last term, remember?" Of course I remember. Mme Petitcoeur caused a riot the day she showed up. She had a face that made grown men swoon and women spit with envy. She was a strawberry blond in her twenties and had the tall, willowy figure that said model immediately. Except she was the coldest person I'd ever known - she hardly smiled and, even when she did, it looked forced. Every one of my friends lusted after her, then wisely kept a respectable distance. Still she was a good teacher and I enjoyed learning from her. "Ah... oh yes... French... last term." I mumbled in a daze. "Remember I asked you to help me with some moving? Are you still willing?" "Of course. When?" "Now, if it's possible. I have a few pieces of furniture I need help with." "Sure..." She asked for my address so she could pick me up. I left a note for Mom, telling her I'll be late. Ten minutes later, Mme Petitcoeur came by in a shiny white BMW. She was wearing a white leather jacket over sweats and her hair was done up in a bun. She looked gorgeous but I was afraid just to look. She seemed ill at ease, nodded at me with a faint smile and took off as soon as I got in. Not one word was said. Her house was up in the hills and had a beautifully manicured lawn. She drove up to a 2-car garage and inside was a Mercedes, also white, also late model. "Do you live with your family?" "No I live alone." Wow, stacked, and loaded too. She shook off her coat, and took mine. I took turns goggling at her body and at the marble hallway we had just entered. It was easily 60 feet high and had a sweeping staircase going both up and down and a huge chandelier hanging from a rafter in the ceiling. The rest was covered in glass and marble. "Come with me." She showed me the room, a study, where she'd bought the new furniture. A desk the size of a pool table, a gigantic sofa set, an easy chair plus miscellaneous lamps and side tables. The walls were ceiling-high in bookcases but only part of the lower levels were filled. There must have been 500 books there already. "Help me move this around." She grabbed one end of the desk and I took the other. She was impressively strong, but the monster was easily 300lbs and we had to take care not to scratch the floor. We were both sweating freely before we were through. She took her sweatshirt off and all she had on was a white sports bra. I was gaping again. She looked at me with a strange expression on her face which I realized was amusement - but it only registered in her eyes. Then she pointed at the desk and we got back to work. Beneath her smooth and unblemished skin, her muscles rippled and flowed. I had never seen power so well packaged before. She moved like a ballerina - making everything look graceful and elegant. She didn't sweat, she glowed. We finally got the desk in place and we both sat down for a breather. She offered me a drink as I stripped off my shirt, naked from the waist up. She stood and appraised at me for a second before going off to the kitchen. Mme Petitcoeur return with my drink and a towel which I used to wipe myself. We decided to tackle the sofa next while we're still fresh. It was heavier and more clumsy than the desk and it was a half hour before it was done. Her bra was plastered to her skin and I could clearly see her dark nipples through it. She seem unconcerned and even tolerated my frequent longing gazes. The rest went much easier, although it was close to 8 when we finished. She took me to the kitchen and told me I was eating dinner there and showed me a phone to call home. So I called Mom telling her I was helping my teacher move furniture and I'll get a ride back later. We had spaghetti and salad which seemed completely out of place in her palatial kitchen with the professional fixtures and gleaming pots. There was even two refrigerators there. She offered me soda and poured herself a glass of red wine. The meal, however simple, was delicious and the company more so. She asked me about my goals and seemed genuinely interested when I told her I wanted to be a writer. "Do you have anything you've done for me to read?" I remembered the printout of my essay in my pocket and fished it out. She reached for it. "Er, it's still a rough copy. Can I read it to you?" I figured I could skip over the racy parts if it looked like she was going to be offended. She sat back and said, "Begin, then." I started reading and found myself enjoying my own prose. I got to the part when they shared their first open mouth kiss. "... her lips are soft and yielding and he brushes it with his own. He pauses to look into the deep velvet warmth of her eyes. Again, his lips descends, like petals testing the ripples on a pond, he wishes to share with her his trust, his dedication and his love. Her hands reach around his head and drew him in, needing to give her all to him." I looked up to take a drink and Mme Petitcoeur was sitting there with tears in her eyes. "Mme Petitcoeur, are you OK?" "Yes, it's beautiful. Keep reading." She whispered. Two large teardrops began rolling down her face. I leaned over and dabbed it with my towel. And for the first time I've known her, she smiled, really smiled, her eyes gleamed and shone. It was mystical, like the Northern Lights, magical and fascinating. I could not speak, I could not move, I was transfixed by the magnificence of her beauty. "Please, read some more... And call me Nicole." I had never heard her speak like this either. It was warm, sultry and intoxicating. "But I think we'd be more comfortable in the living room. Follow me." "Can I have some wine?" I asked, emboldened by her sudden warmth. She fetched another goblet and poured a healthy portion for me, refilling her glass at the same time. Then she led me to a room with white carpeting and white leather furniture. She leaned back against a sofa and indicated I should sit at the other end, under the lamp. She curled up with her feet under her. I had a hard time tearing my eyes away from her. I could clearly see the outline of her breasts and nipples. I sipped my wine slowly, prolonging the moment. "...All his being is focused on the junction of their kiss. He hears nothing beyond the pounding of his heart and he knows she is feeling the same. Tentatively, he touches her with his tongue and is surprised to feel her reciprocate. Her soft moans are urging him to take possession of her being." Mme Petitcoeur shifted around and I could feel the warmth of her shoulder next to mine. "They kiss again, more comfortable with each other now, warming to each other's need. He feels a oneness with her, he knows he will make her happy, for now and for ever." I paused before the censured part that followed. Nicole was crying again. Impulsively, I put my arms around her and she leaned her head against me. My heart was pounding, giddy from her nearness. For a long time I looked at her long sleek body curled against me and savored the lavender scent of her hair. If this was a dream, please god don't let me wake! "Please, continue... James." She says quietly. "...She takes his hand and places it on her chest. 'Feel', she says, 'My heart beats for you.' And the thunder blankets his brain. He feels the rhythm of her pulse, and also the heat and her yielding softness. Its core crying out for his attention." I got hell for that line this morning but Mme Petitcoeur said nothing. As I waited for a response, she shifted again, this time to take my hand and press it against her breast. It was soft, and filled my hand much better than JulieAnn's. She held it there and squeezed my leg, telling me to go on. I took a few deep shuddering breaths before I could continue. "...With this simple act, he realizes that she is offering her very physical being. He touches her face, her eyes..." As I spoke, my teacher took my hand and moved it as the story dictated. I tried a test. "...her nose, her lips..." This was not in the essay but Mme Petitcoeur ran my hand along her nose to her lips. "...down her slender neck... and again, to her breast..." I was no longer reading from the essay as I murmured instructions. The nipple had hardened to tent her bra, I knew what I had to do next. "She places his hand under her shirt so that he can feel her hot skin..." I ad libbed. Without hesitation she helped me slide my trembling fingers under her bra, up the side of her soft full breast, until I reached their engorged tips. Mme Petitcoeur was shaking too, with fear or lust I cannot tell. Meanwhile, my narration took on a life of its own and words stumbled and fought to be uttered. "He knows that she will not refuse him anything now, that she is his to do as he pleased..." Nicole moaned and arched her back, forcing my hand into her flesh. "...In a fit of daring based on the need to please her lover, she pulled her blouse over her head..." I watch in silent wonder as my teacher/lover slipped her garment over her head. Her breasts were ever bit as lovely as I had envisioned them to be. Smooth flesh formed a rounded slope that peaked in dark, almost angry nipples. I gently traced their pale white surface, testing the resilient flesh. The woman beneath me writhed as I toyed around her nipples, grazing but never making full contact. I don't know how long I did that but suddenly she was moaning, a long plaintive sound from her throat. I closed my hands on her tender flesh, roughly pinching her blood filled tips. She arched her back to drive her flesh into my hands as I buried my face in their fevered softness, kissing and licking whatever part of her torso I can reach. She bucked wildly under me and gasped incoherently as I nursed on an distended nipple. The feeling of control was tantalizing, as I pushed my hand downward, past her rib, her taut stomach and her navel. She sucked her breath in so that I could slip my hand under her waistband. I dove past some flimsy underthing and felt soft fuzz. She held my head to her breasts and moaned in my ear. My hand now covered her mound, my middle finger contacting her hot womanhood. There was a stillness that was tangible as I poised on the unknown. Gently I pushed my way into her burning core. I wasn't too sure what I was doing but she seemed to enjoy it, so I experimented with little back and forth action. "Please... James, don't wait. I want you. Touch me!" Her increased shaking told me I was doing it right as I pushed a finger deeply into her. Her body humped and I followed her rhythm. Suddenly with frantic need my lovely teacher pushed her remaining garments down to her socks and kicked them off. She reached down and slipped a finger under my pumping hand and started touching herself, her clitoris, I figured, with small circular motions that moved in syncopation to my pumping fingers. Her groans became more intense and her stomach muscles rippled, then tensed. She pulled her hand off her clitoris and held mine firm against her pussy, rubbing herself along my fingers as her shudders gradually dissipated. "Oh, so good, so good..." She mumured as she turned to hug me. My hand was soaked in her moisture and I wiped it on my pants before returning her embrace. "Thank you - you were marvelous." She hugged me tightly. I said nothing, afraid of breaking her mood. Finally she turned her face up to me, "I want to make you happy now. What do you want me to do?" She asked with a warm purr. I responded with the obvious, "I want to... Can I LOOK at you?" She chuckled deep in her throat and unwound from our embrace. Her movements were graceful and effortless, like drifting mist on the grass, but it coalesced into the most gorgeous vision I could ever imagine. She stood as if I was Michelangelo and she was Venus de Milo and I just stared, totally unabashed. She was sleek softness, her body long and elegant with breasts that filled dreams and fueled fantasies. And a face which now radiated love and desire. I fell on my knees, somehow the most appropriate position I can imagine. Holding her warm hips I leaned forward and kissed her dark golden triangle, tasting the fluid that dripped for me. My tongue sought to taste more. She moaned but pulled me to my feet. Her eyes looked into mine. "Let me LOOK at you too, my Adonis..." She ran her hands across my naked chest, teasing my nipples until they stood up. She rained little kisses from my throat to my navel. Then she backed me to the leather coach. I sat and she started pulling off my pants, struggling to clear my erection. When I was completely naked, she knelt at my feet. "I'll try and make it good for you - but you have to tell me what you want, alright?" Without waiting for an answer, she leaned down and kissed the tip of my penis. A sigh choked at my throat. It was like nothing I had felt before, it was tender, it was electrifying, it was everything I had dreamt about and more, a million times more. I started shaking and almost came. She chuckled and kissed it again, her mouth covering the top. I dug my nails into my palm to prevent myself from losing it too soon. She seemed to sense my dilemma and released me. She bent her head and kissed along the sides of my throbbing shaft, her hand bending me this way and that as she caressed my turgid stalk. Then I saw her tongue extend and she took a long swipe just as her nails tickled my balls. I yelled "Aaaah, I-I'm coming!" and blasted a shot across her forehead and her hair. She barely had time to place her mouth over me before I cut loose with my second blast. And my third.... She waited till my shuddering spasms quieted and then she stood and went to the bathroom, where I heard water running. I was just catching my breath when she returned, the light from the hallway illuminating her head in a golden halo, I could not do anything but stare. She was breathtaking. She knelt on the carpet and began cleaning me with a warm cloth. "I'm sorry James. I didn't expect it to be this strong, I've never done this before." "It was amazing - I didn't think it could be so strong either." I was grinning like an idiot. "Then I was good?" She giggled like a teenager. "Without a doubt." I pulled her against me and we kissed. Our very first kiss. She tasted of woman and sperm. I made a face. "Do I really taste this bad?" "Worse - it's like mouthwash with bleach." Her face screwed up with the remembered taste, and I couldn't help but stare at her. She looked so young and her beautiful face made me weak with desire. Yet she is more than just a delightful vision, I realized that I was seeing, for the first time, the warm and LOVING person that is hidden under her daily personage. I kissed her again and she returned it enthusiastically. She put her hand on my flagging cock and squeezed it. It twitched but I was sated for now. Nicole seemed to have taken an interest in my cock so I laid back, content to let her explore me with her fingers, while I ran my hands over her perfect curves. I was moving a finger lazily in her warm moist hole when she again took my cock into her mouth. I shuddered and started growing. She gave me a gentle suck and looked up at me. "You know, it's strange how the taste grows on you. Intellectually, I know it's bad tasting but knowing that it's you makes me want more. Weird." And she returned to her tasting. After a minute, she looked up from my now quivering spit-covered erection and said, "I want the next part to be in my bed." She tried to get up but I stopped her by scooping her up in my arms. Slowly she relaxed, her arms around me and face in my neck. "No one has ever done that for me... It's nice. Warm, protected... and owned?" "Like a kept woman?" I had to laugh. "No, it's like having someone there to take care of you, and I don't have to worry about anything at all. Sheltered, in a way." "Yeah, I'd like to be able to do that for you. A knight in shining armor, on a white stallion, defending his princess." "And I can laze around all day and do my hair or something..." She raised her arm and patted her hair. Then suddenly she flexed and stretched to her full length in my arms. I can see the muscles and tendons bunch on her body, pulling her breasts into long teardrops. I gulped and staggered as my cock quivered for attention. "Oh god, I've never seen anything as amazing and sexy as this!" I said after I got control of my senses. "You like?" She was grinning like a Cheshire cat. "I love!" I said with the utmost sincerity. She stroked my face and her eyes started to mist up again. "You're so sweet..." She pulled my face down for a kiss that said everything. We finally made it to her bedroom, white, of course, with a canopied king size bed. It even had its own TV and couch. She laid in the bed, naked but without any self-consciousness. I could do nothing but stand there and drink in her heady loveliness. She slowly opened her arms and I let myself sink in them. With one hand, she reached between us and found my cock, which had never lost its hardness, and pulled me into her. I was immersed in a sea of molten lava, which enveloped me and caressed me with its pulsating bands of scorching ecstasy. I could not help myself - I started pounding into her. I was wild, uncontrolled and Nicole clung on with arms and legs. Every stroke brought blinding bolts of pleasure, as I strove to delve deeper into her core. All my senses were centered on the flow and ebb of our union. Finally, in a bone shaking thrust, my penis exploded and I poured my essence into her. Our pleasure and our cries mingled until we were both shaking and spent. An eternity later, she rolled over to lie on top of me. Her face was flushed and her perfect hair in disarray, the look of raw sex was all over her. I started to say "I love you", but she stopped me with a finger. Her smile said she understood as she hug me tightly. "I want to tell you about myself so that you can understand why this night is so special for me...", she whispered in my ear. For a long time she did not speak. "I married very young, not much older than you are now, and my husband was much older. No - it's not what you might think. What I did, I did on my own free will and, if I could, I would do it again. "You see, Gaston and his wife were very kind to me and took me in after my parents died. When his wife died, from cancer, Gaston was devastated. So, out of a sense of gratitude and a sense of duty, I made him marry me, hoping to give him a child to carry on his name. "He treated me very well - pampered me in fact, I think partly to make up for the childhood I'd given up for him. He added a gym in the basement so that I could work out, and the library and books when I took my teaching degree through correspondence school. He built a little paradise here for us, for me. "I never did conceived, he was already quite weak then. And two years ago, Gaston died. So suddenly, I was on my own. I realized I did not know how to cope with the world outside. It was scary and so I kept it out by locking the real me inside. "As you can can tell, I have no financial worries - I was his legal heir and he'd left me very well taken care of, so it was too easy to hide here and not have to face the world. "When you read me your story, it was as if a door opened in my heart. I had dreamed of the kind of love Jen and her boyfriend shared, it echoed my idea of a perfect romance. So I knew you were the right person for me, to help me face the world again." "I'm not trying to coerce you into staying with me. What we shared is given of my own accord. You do not owe me anything and you can stay, or leave, as you wish. I think there's a lot we can experience together but again, no strings." "Next week, I'll be resigning my job at school. It's not fair, but it's the easiest way to avoid a scandal. I don't need the money and I have a few things I want to try out anyways. IF you are still interested, you can come here a couple of days a week, after school, and we can... do things." She ended smiling wickedly. I held her and tried to sort things out in my head. The evening was like a dream. Losing my cherry with somebody like Nicole WAS a dream come true, and I cannot think of anything I'd rather do. And I told her. We decided on Tuesdays and Wednesdays because it did not conflict with my schedule and still leave me time to maintain contact with my school friends. Then she drove me home because it was already past 11 and it was a school day tomorrow. I slept as soon as my head hit the pillow. James Part 1. The Essay. Chapter 2 I became dizzy every time I thought about my night with Nicole and I wandered around dreamily all day. I was totally unperturbed even when grilled for details about my essay and my sex life, including requests for verification about the rumors which claimed I had sex with pretty much every girl in school, if not the State. Which of course left all the ones that I had not bopped wondering why I skipped them. I was looking forward to a glimpse of Nicole but her Bimmer wasn't in the parking lot at lunchtime. Just knowing that I had sex with the most beautiful creature that ever graced this earth was enough to keep an enigmatic smile on my face all day. That fueled even more speculation and I wandered the halls to whispers and outrageous suggestions. After school, JulieAnn was waiting for me at the busstop and we sat together in the back, depriving Joey of another chance to wheedle an uncensored copy of "The Lovers". For some reason, Jules was really talkative, and I let her jabber away, tuning her out and simply enjoyed the warm companionship that we used to share. "Come home with me, I need to talk with you." She said as she got off the bus. When he tried to tag along, JulieAnn gave Joey a look that sent him scurrying in the opposite direction. "Mom, Dad... Celeste. Anybody home?" She yelled as she closed the door behind us. When there was no reply, Jules bolted the door and made sure the back door was secure. It was getting weird, but with Jules, I've learned not to ask questions. She dragged me up to her room, locked her door and clinched me in a fierce hug. Then I realized she was crying. I held her and stroked her hair until she calmed down. "Oh, James, I'm SO sorry! I wished we'd never broken up!" And she started crying again. Gradually I got the story out of her. Apparently, she had been limiting Mark to some above-waist, outside-clothing action on their last two dates and he's given her an ultimatum: put out, or take a hike. He was coming back late Sunday and she would have to come up with something by Monday. "Why don't you just tell him to shove it. He's no right to tell you that!" "I can't. Then he'll tell everyone that I've... we've... I mean, that, like, I'm still a virgin!" "So why is that so bad?" "'Cos I told Brenda that Mark and I did it last Saturday..." I was floored, this girl wouldn't even kiss me until our fourth date and suddenly she's bragging about being screwed on her SECOND date? On one hand I want to slap her silly. On the other hand... Hell, Mark hadn't even seen her tits. Hah! All of a sudden, I didn't feel so bad. "Well, you'll just have to screw him and get it over with, won't you?" "I can't - I want my first time to be special. And... and... he's not the guy I want to do it with..." "You have somebody else in mind?" "Well, I was thinking, that maybe that person could be you..." She trailed off. "But what about Mark?" "He can go screw himself!" She brightened at her own joke. "What'll you tell your friends?" "That we've been doing it all this time and I dated Mark just to make you jealous." "But don't I have a say in this?" "Isn't getting my cherry good enough?" "Well, assuming I agree. When are we doing it?" "I spoke to your sister yesterday and she said they were going out of town to a wedding until Sunday but you had to stay to finish your essay. And Brenda will cover for me till midnight or so..." Talk about conniving. She'd been planning this since yesterday! But I had to admit she had most of the angles covered. "That's so sneaky! I'm ashamed of you." "That means you'll do it? We could tell them you were writing about us, then they'd know it's true!" The next thing I knew, we were in my bedroom and she'd just locked the door. Trapped! "OK - what do you want to do now?" She sat on my computer chair and avoided my eyes. "Getting cold feet?" "Yeah, kinda. It's scary!" "Why don't we do this, let's pretend we're at the bluff that Saturday and pick up where we left off?" "Oh, Okay, that's a good idea, I guess." I stacked my pillows up on the bed and we sat side by side. "Wow, look at the moon!" I said, pointing at my ceiling light. "You never said anything like that last time!" "Well, if you don't like the view, maybe I should take you home. I'm getting kinda bushed." "OK, OK. Don't be such a dork. Yes, the moon is lovely, OK?" I could smell her shampoo and some unidentified flowery fragrance. I realized my heart was beating fast. "So you wouldn't let Mark touch you hey?" "No - he just likes to paw me. I didn't like it and I'm not sure it did anything for him. It's like he just wants to put his mark on me." She put her head on my shoulders. "Can we just look at the moon and not talk about unpleasant things?" I put my arms around her shoulders - it felt really good. "Jules, do you trust me?" "Of course I trust you. What kind of a question is that?" "If you trust me, will you do everything I ask?" "OK.... You're not into kinky sex, are you?" "That's for me to know and.." "Me to find out, I suppose. Are you sure you know what you're doing? I mean, I thought you were, like, like me... a virgin?" "That's for me to know and.." "Me to find out, yeah, yeah. But you talk too much. If you hadn't spent all the time yakking, we'd already... Mmmm-mmmm." I laid into her with one of my better kisses. I started slowly, just lips, brushing lightly, then as she softened, applied more pressure, until she had relaxed completely, surrendering. I held her, lightly flicking my tongue along her lips. She was moaning and running her hand through my hair. "Wow, that was heavy! How come you never kissed me like this before?" Her eyes were bright. "I was too busy yakking." I said ruefully. She turned my face and kissed me back. I felt her tongue jab at my lips and we fenced for a long time. I slid us further down on the bed as I kissed her chin, her neck. I started undoing the buttons of her blouse, kissing the flesh as it was uncovered. I pulled the shirt off her. She had a white satin bra with a pink ribbon in the center. I kissed the exposed globes of her breasts as I felt around for a catch. Suddenly she started giggling. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about the last time and it took you half an hour to undo it! It's in the back..." She turned and kissed me, allowing me to reach around for the hook. Fortunately for my ego, I was a bit more successful this time and I worked the bra off her. She crossed her arms across her chest. "Oh god, I'm scared, James..." "It's OK - there's nothing to worry about..." I kissed her nose, her eyes, her mouth until she was moaning softly before moving downwards. I lifted her right arm, exposing her pretty little breast. I kissed it until the nipple stood up, then I did the same on the other side. I squeezed one as I nursed on the other. She was squirming now, squeezing and rubbing her legs together. I held a breast in each hand and took turns worrying her hard nipples with my tongue. Her eyes were closed tightly and she was tossing her head on the bed. Her legs were clinched tightly together as I started removing her jeans. I had to use both hands to shimmy them off her, taking her pink panties along. She laid there, exposed. Her light blond hair was sprayed across my bed and her grapefruit sized breasts glistened, topped by dark pink nipples. Mark had no idea what he's missing! "You're beautiful, Jules." She glanced at me through the arm she'd thrown over her face. "You're not saying that just to get in my pants, are you?" She snickered at her own joke. "And can you stop staring at me?" "I mean it, you are so beautiful. Here..." I kissed her cheeks, "Here...", her neck. "Here...", her sternum. Working my way down to her sparse light brown bush. She opened her legs as I kissed my way to her misty folds. She yelped when I slid my tongue on her clitoris and her legs spread as I diddled it before tasting her little hole. She was so responsive and sweet. "Oh... oh, ohmygod ohmygod..." she repeated. I gently split her folds with my fingers and attacked her hard little clit. "Arrghhh, ohmygod ohmygod. Good, so good. Ahhhh", she was moaning over and over again, her hands caressing my head. Suddenly she jammed my face against her and came with a drawn out, high pitched squeal. I held her while she shook and murmured to herself and crushed my face to her soaking crotch. "Wow, that was fantastic! I had never felt that way before..." I stood and took a bow. Suddenly, in a spate of modesty, Jules scurried under the blankets and pulled it up to her chin. She looked at me with her soft eyes, "Now what, Mr. Know-it-all." "I was hoping you'll help me take my clothes off." "Why can't you do it yourself?" "Trust me, it's better that way." I said levelly. She waved me closer to the bed and gingerly stuck a hand out to unbutton my shirt. She groaned in frustration because her hand could not reach. "Dammit, James, are you gonna help?" I stood there, smiling, not moving. She mouthed an expletive and sat up, the covers falling away from her, her little breasts shimmering sexily, and started undoing my buttons. "I hope you're happy, treating me like your servant." I was too busy admiring her boobs to comment. She had knelt up in bed to remove my shirt and I folded her in my arms. She sighed happily against me as her nipples hardened against my bare chest. I ran my hand down her smooth back and cupped her tight ass. Soon she was doing the same thing to me. "It's better if you take my jeans off first." I whispered. She started undoing my jeans and realized I was staring at her naked body as she knelt on my bed. She blushed prettily but did not try to cover herself up. "You know, I could pull this zip the wrong way and permanently maim you." "Then we'll have to get Mark to finish the job!" She looked daggers at me but finished stripping my pants off. My cock was throbbing inside my underwear. "Can we do this in bed?" She said weakly. We stared at each other and I shook my head. She murmured something that sounded like "Pig" and gingerly worked my shorts down. She sat back to look at her handiwork. "Oh my god, it's so big! Oh god! It's... HUGE!" I blushed at her inadvertent compliment as she timidly poked it with a finger. Then she touched it some more. I wrapped her hand around and showed her how to move the skin up and down. Slowly at first but increasing in confidence with every stroke she toyed with my affections. Her eyes glittered with lust as she watched my reaction. "James, do it now... Do me before I lose my nerve..." Jules scuttled over so I could lie down next to her. With a look of finality, she clinched me. She was shaking like a leaf. I held her and kissed her, moving my hand down to her groin. She was soaking wet but tight with tension. I caressed her responsive clitoris until she started moaning. Then I inserted a finger in her. She hissed in a breath and let it out in a loud shuddering moan. "Put it in me now, do it. I want it in me now!" She clutched me fiercely as I frantically rolled a condom on. She shook all over as my tip entered her hot wet cunt. Her pelvis started undulating as I pushed a tiny ways inside. I expected to encounter a maidenhead but except for a most delicious tightening of her hot moist channel, there was no blockage. Jules was actively trying to work more of me inside her with jerks of her hips and nails on my back. She was so tight and hot I wanted to prolong the experience, but she wrapped her legs about my waist and forced me all the way into the boiling cauldron of her sex. "Ohhhh, owww, hurts..., hurt... so good. So good..." She murmured over and over. I moved in and out using full strokes, watching her face. She shivered and moaned under me and I kept a slow pace until suddenly my orgasm started coming on. I slipped a hand under her ass and fucked into her. Her eyes opened wide with the new sensations and gasped into my mouth. We fucked with short hard strokes that slammed our groins together and she yelped with every stroke. I grunted in response, my sweat dripping on her. She screamed her release and clenched her vaginal muscles down. It was too much, I ground my hips against her and came in a torrent, my cock threatening to melt, it felt so good. I shuddered and pumped, her hot sheath coddling me and milking my seed out. I was sure the condom had burst from my explosion. We shook with the release and we held each other desperately until I slipped out. I rolled off her and extracted the limp rubber with its disappointingly meager load, dumping it in the trash. I rolled over and she nestled on my shoulder, her pussy clenched around my thigh. Her hand rested on my stomach. "Mmmm, I feel so full, so FUCKED." She murmured and shifted, "Oww, oh, but it hurts when I move." I was content to lie there and count her vertebrae, not trusting myself to speak until the fireworks stopped going off in my brain. I got to the end of her tailbone and my hand wandered to explore her tight little derriere. She moaned and scrunched tighter against me. I managed to drag the blanket over us and we cuddled in the coziness of relaxed sexuality. After a long while, she said, "What time is it?" It was getting close to midnight so we reluctantly unwound ourselves. As we got out of bed she hugged me again and said, "Thank you. I knew you were the right person. I will never forget this." I held her hands and took a step back and we looked at each other. She was glorious, golden tresses down to her shoulders, her eyes sparkling with life and love. Her attention dropped to my satisfied penis and she reached for it, giggling, "It doesn't look so scary anymore!" "No, it was never scary, just lonely." She tilted her head as she digested that, then slowly she bent down and kissed it. I grunted and she kissed it again. "I'll take care of you, sweet thing, you'll never be lonely again..." With that she slipped half of it in her mouth. I hissed in pleasure, "Stop - if you keep this up, we'll miss curfew." She looked up, her eyes saying, "So what?" but I pulled her up and herded her to her pile of clothes. "You are so infuriating, James. I give you my cherry and in the middle of a blowjob, you're worried about a lousy curfew?!" She started pulling on her panties, slowly. Then she said quietly, "I love you..." "I love you too, Jules." Her eyes got moist and we held each other for a long time. "Ahem, the time...?" "Spoilsport!" But she did finish dressing and in the process showed me some amazing contortions as she popped her bra on. She was brushing her hair in the car as I took a long way around to her house so that it could look she was returning from Brenda's. "Wait, let me do this..." She said as we got close to her street. She skimmed off her panties. "This is my _other_ present for you, just hide it somewhere safe." With that and a quick kiss, she rounded the corner and into her house. Part 1. The Essay. Chapter 3 Saturday dawned to an empty house but I was well sated. I thought about the two delectable young ladies who had bestowed their charms and their favors on me. I stretched and smiled. Life was good. Jules called about ten to say she missed me and she was going to Brenda's "to do homework" - of the gossiping kind, no doubt. And, she added, so I'd time to do my essay. My Essay! In my sexual stupor I had totally forgotten about the deadline. I hung up, promising to call later and fired up the computer. Fortunately I already had some idea of what I needed to do to cut out the more explicit parts and still maintain a smooth flow, but my mind kept drifting so, instead of cleaning up, I found myself dreaming about my escapades with Nicole and JulieAnn and pretty soon I had messed up the story pretty bad. I went down to fix a sandwich and ate that before I tackled the assignment again. By noon I had finished the rewrite and it did not seem to have lost too much in the process. I looked up Mrs Cipola's address and drove over. A girl of 12 of so opened the door. "Hi, is this the Cipola residence?" "Yes, how may I help you?" "My name is James Mitchell, I've come to drop something off for Mrs Cipola." Recognition dawned on her face, "James Mitchell, as in English, as in 'The Lovers?'" she smirked, showing white even teeth. I blushed even as I nodded. "Come in. Mom and Dad's out for the day." She backed inside without taking her eyes off me, no doubt wondering what a sex-maniac looked like up close. She let me by and closed the door. "Hi, I'm Amanda." And stuck out her hand. I rushed to shake it and dropped the assignment on the floor. She gravely gave me a shake and bent to pick up the essay. And started reading it. She could not be more than 5 feet tall and 80lbs soaking wet but somehow she was making me fidget like a lost schoolboy. "Which school do you got to?" I ask, hoping to distract her. "St Mary's. It's a private school." She replied without taking her eyes off the page. "Oh, I thought you might know my sister Erin. She goes to public school though." "Hmmm, is this the piece that almost made my mother faint?" "Mrs Cipola fainted?" "Almost. It was more like choking and sputtering. She told my Dad that you wrote as if you had experienced it first hand and she got really worked up over that." She looked slyly up at me, appraisal in her eyes. "Then she admitted that she really liked reading it, the smut and all." She smiled, and even her eyes crinkled up. "Well, the way she told me off in front of the class, you'd think I was lower than shit." She looked at me and raised her eyebrows and again I felt like a kid in front of her. "Ahem, and you know you shouldn't let strangers in the door. You never know..." I let the words hang, hoping to get some of my own back. "Oh, oh dear. I guess I'm at your mercy then. Do what you will... but be assured I will never betray the secrets in these pages. It will go with me to my grave!" She made a dramatic florish and turned her back on me. Then I heard a tearing sound. "No, no - you can't rip it, your Mom will crucify me!" I rushed around and she was hunched over, giggling breathlessly. She brought one edge of the sheets to her lips, and blew across it, making the tearing noise. I felt like the biggest dweeb ever. Thank god she didn't go to school with Erin! I stood up straight. "Now, you've done it! Do you know what you have done, Missy?" "N-no, what have I done?" She managed to squeak out between giggles, trying to look helpless. She had dark blue eyes and, I swear, they twinkled at me. "You have incurred my WRATH, little girl, that's what. When I wrought my wrath, even gods tremble!" "Oh no, I am doomed. Please good sir, oh pray tell me to whom I am addressing?" I drew myself to my full height and took a deep breath. "Behold all who shudder at his name, all who scamper like mice from his might, all who cower in fear at his voice. Behold, it is he! Dweebus the Ravisher!" I struck a a heroic pose and flourished my rolled up essay like a sword above my head. Amanda had dissolved in laughter again, doubling over as she cackled inanely. "Now, little girl, be prepared to be ravished! Do not cry for help - for no one can save you now!" "Help, help!" She cries weakly, voice muffled by her own laughter. Waving her hands in the air, pantomiming a damsel in distress. She had tears running down her face and was having difficulty catching her breath. I stuck my "sword" in my sweatpants and advanced on her slowly. Quite menacingly, I thought. She was choking from laughing so hard and she knelt on the floor, holding her stomach with one hand and pointing at my crotch with the other. My rolled up assignment was lodged next to my erection and it looked like I was hiding a sawn off shotgun in my pants. I cracked up then and we rolled around the floor laughing. I managed not to piss in my pants but my stomach was cramping up like crazy. We laid on our backs gasping. Amanda rolled over on to her stomach, "Well, Mr Dweebus the Ravisher, what happened to the ravishing?" "Er, well, I'm currently indisposed. Will have to take a raincheck." I was too, busy wiping my tears and blowing my nose and trying not to hiccup. She gingerly extracted the manuscript from its hiding place and put it on the side table. "I would hate to see what Mom will do if she knew where it had been..." And we wheezed a bit more again. "Actually, I've already read the Story. It's very good. Sexy and romantic." At my questioning look, she continued, "I looked when Mom was recovering from her shock. I'm a quick reader." She scrunched up until she was resting her head on my chest. "And you might say I'm a BIG fan of yours." "I won't say that, you're at most a 80lb fan." "Oh my god, do I LOOK that fat? I'm a svelte 72lbs, if you don't mind." She took the opportunity to drape herself further over my chest. My arm ended up on her back, rubbing it. Her little breasts were poking me in the stomach, not at all unpleasantly. "I'm all out of ravishes today, cuddling is all I have." I temporized, not wishing to push things too much. Without a word, she adjusted herself fully on top of my body and kissed me. It was a sweet, soft kiss - but what was so wonderful was that Amanda put her whole being in it. As if nothing else in the world mattered at all. And pretty soon, nothing did - I was completely drawn into this simple act of intimacy. Finally we came up for air. "Hmmm, that's nice, but I'm VERY new at this and I'm sure you can do better." "Don't shortchange yourself. If that was your first non-brotherly kiss, then you're a natural. You're better than many others with way more experience." I brushed a brown curl out of her face and looked into her blue eyes. "You're doing fine, I love what you're doing - just be yourself and open yourself to your feelings." Her eyes shone and she kissed me again. This time she took her time, turning my face until our lips fit together tightly. "You have an erection..." She whispered against my cheek. She must have felt it down by her ankles. "I told you I'm enjoying your kisses." She rubbed her leg against me and giggled when I twitched. "Do I kiss like the girl Jen in your story? I had tried to imagine what they were doing and how it must have felt." as she gave me a light, lingering kiss. My cock patted her leg again and she shivered. "But I could never have imagined that it would be this intense and sexy. It makes me horny..." Her voice got very quiet at the end. "I'm so WET down there..." She amended. "Can I make a suggestion?" She looked up, I can see the want in her eyes, waiting for me to make the move. "Can we go to the couch? Making out on the cold floor, right here at your front door is one of my major turn ons, but my back is killing me." She choked on the laughter boiling out of her and punched me in the chest. "You are SO insensitive, you ruined the mood!" I carried her in my arms and took us over to the sofa in the living room. I sat and she stayed in my lap, arms clinched around my neck. "Listen Amanda, I like you a lot and I think I know how you feel about me. But what you need is an experience you can cherish for a long time, and you'll have to take my word a quickie is not the best way to start one." We rocked silently for a while and then she grabbed my head and kissed me again, hard. Her little tongue bathed my teeth and challenged me to a duel. Finally we pulled back. She looked at me, "You know that was the most sensitive thing I've ever heard from a guy... I will forever remember this as the moment I fell in love with you." She smiled impishly and stuck her tongue out and licked my lips. My hardon attacked her ass with a vengence. "Oooh", she batted her long lashes at me. "You're not changing your mind are you? Is that what you guys do? Sweet talk a girl, use her and then throw her away like yesterday's newspaper, or kleenexes, or something?" She twisted her butt in a very delightful way. "But I don't mind, I want you to enjoy me and teach me how to enjoy you." "I'm already enjoying myself immensely." I paused for effect and got punched for my efforts. "I am sitting here with a smart, beautiful and sexy girl who trusts me and wants to make love to me. It's my dream come true!" She nestled deeper in my neck. "But what we need is more time and the right place. We will wait for the right moment before we do anything." "Oh you are such a romantic. Listen, Friday's is a school holiday and, if you're free, we can go somewhere... and I have babysitting tomorrow at 8... and, so why don't you come by at say, 9?" This little girl had taken charge and I let her make plans for us. I was quite amazed the changes this dimunitive 12 year old can go through, from a giggly kid, to a sophisticated lady to a sex-starved nympho. "And we still have over two hours before my parents come back... Can we DO something?" "OK - but first you have to promise that you'll tell me if you're uncomfortable, and you MUST tell me what makes you feel good? Agree?" Solemnly she shook my hand and we kissed on it. "We have to stay here because my bed's too small for the both of us." She confided. I arranged her along the couch and knelt on the floor. I kissed her face, along her jawline and down her neck, nestling in the warm pit of her throat. I followed the curve of her breast and lightly touched her nipple through her clothing. "Oh, that's soooo nice.... Can I say something?" She said dreamily, "I'm scared you'll laugh at my boobs..." "No - I won't, as long as you don't laugh at mine." It took her a second but she burst out laughing again. "You are the world's most UNromantic man! You keep ruining the mood... Just when I'm ready to debauch myself and let you put your filthy hands all over my body too!" Then she jumped up and started taking off her clothes, "And you talk too much - remember who's the virgin here!" Finally she stood there, fists on hips, daring me to look at her. And I did. Her breasts were just becoming nice handfuls and her pink nipples stood high and proud, hinting at great things to come. A bit of baby fat on her lower belly and hips but otherwise she was as svelte and sleek as they came. Her mound was covered only with a light down. I could see her glistening pussy lips and hints of the pink secrets they hide. Except for a small birthmark at the top of her thighs, she was smooth and blemish-free. And as perfectly sexy as anybody I've come across. "James, can I stop now? I'm getting REAL embarrased..." "No, stand there and I'll undress for you." I stood and took off my clothes, carefully working my sweats over my hardon. Her breath caught as it waved and jumped in front of her. "My god, that is so big! It's monstrous! You sure it will fit in me?" "Don't worry, you're designed for even bigger things," At her arched brows, I added, "Babies, sweatheart... you have a dirty mind. And we'll take things slow, we've got plenty of time." Dreamily, Amanda reached out and touched it. I moaned as she smiled warmly and put her hand around it. "Tell me what to do - your story did not cover this part." "Just rub up and down, ahh, that's good. A bit more... Oh yeah, higher." I showed her the sensitive crown and the skin fold on the underside. Amanda happily experimented on me and soon I had to rest my hands on her shoulders to stay upright. "I have to... to sit now." I staggered back to the sofa and she knelt between my legs, her hand still sliding up and down. "Wet it in your mouth." I moaned. Without a word, she leaned down and wrapped her mouth on my cock. My hips surged off the sofa trying to fit more inside her hot, wet mouth. I could feel her tongue wagging around the sensitive bulb and I could see her swallowing and sucking. I pushed her head back. "Too good - don't want to come yet. Rub it on your breasts." I watched, mesmerized as she switched my purple glans across her breasts and tweaked her nipples with it. Then she held my shaft against her fleshy cones and rubbed her body up and down against it. Her eyes were closed and she started moaning. "Touch yourself." She settled lower and slowly moved a finger on her clit. Her moans became breathy sighs and she shook delicately, still jabbing my cock into her breasts. I waited till her tremors stopped. My cock had not softened the slightest. "I want to come in your mouth, OK?" She looked up and smiled. Amanda pulled her finger off her pussy and rubbed it on my erection before slipping it inside her mouth. She took almost 3 inches of me inside her tight hot mouth and started rubbing the rest with her hand. Her lips slipped up and down, forming a tight ring that made me moan with sensation. I watched her work on me, her eyes closed in concentration, lips stretched wide to accomodate me. Then she started sucking and I could not hold back. I cried out and pumped into her mouth. I could see her throat working to swallow my sperm but a steady stream ran past her lips and down her hands. I screamed silently as my body shook and arched for another 6 or 7 spurts. I was practically wheezing as I slowly came back to earth. This girl can give head or what! She had not released her grip on me and was watching me jerk around. Then she bent down to lick up the sticky stuff she had missed the first time around. I closed my eyes and fell back on the couch, quietly relishing the soft touch of her finger, her lips and her tongue. Finally she decided I was clean enough. "I think swallowing semen is definitely an acquired taste." And she coughed delicately to illustrate the point. "It's tart and tastes like chlorine." "Yeah, so I've been told." "But watching you flop and squirm like that makes it worth the trouble. And now I have a part of you inside me." She smiled and rubbed her tummy. I reached for her and we rolled back on the sofa. I kissed her brow, her eyes, and worked my way to her lips. She hugged me fiercely and her tongue lunged into my mouth. "Oww, I got chapped lips." She pulled away. I planted a soft kiss on them. "You were really great, I cannot remember ever enjoying it quite so much. If I weren't such a gentleman, I'd say you're a natural born cocksucker." Her face reddened and she nearly floored me with a punch. Then she smiled, stuck her tongue out and wagged it obscenely in the air. I kissed that too. I moved my lips down to her collar bone and back to her wicked breasts, trying to fit an entire one in my mouth. I licked a nipple as I teased the other with my thumb and forefinger. I took some small bites around the sensitive tip and soon she was humping herself against me and urging me down lower. I took my time, lingering at her belly button and top of her mound, worrying the thin wisps of down there. She had wound her hand in my hair to try and improve my aim. "Get your mouth on me you are bloody killing me! Ahhhhh-hhhhhh" I softly kissed her tight little folds. She smelled like grass after a rain, fresh and sweet. I extended my tongue and her grip tightened on my head. I slipped further in and I could feel the fleshy ring of her hymen. Amanda was tearing my hair trying to get my tongue everywhere at once, but after the blowjob she gave me, what's a bloody scalp? Her thighs locked my head tightly when I started licking her clit. She had both arms wrapped around my hair as well. She shook and rasped out her delight as I slipped a hand up to her breasts. Then I sucked the little fleshy nubbin in my mouth and worried it with my teeth and my tongue as she yelled hoarsely and shook for almost a minute. We were soaked in her juices and sweat and utterly sated. I kissed my way back to her mouth and shared her nectar with her. "A somewhat naughty, saucy bouquet, with great promise, wouldn't you say?" She giggled weakly in my ear. "And you sir, is a delightful cunnilinguist. I cannot recommend your services highly enough." We held each other while we caught our breaths and our bodies tried to recover. "Do we have time for a shower or would I run the risk of being castrated by your parents?" It was almost 5. We had spent the last 4 hours making delicious love. "Yes, shower, but my legs are still rubbery." I collected our clothes and carried her upstairs to the bathroom, pausing only to flip the cushions over to hide a few rather large stains. "Upstairs, second door on the left... I love it when you hold me like this." She breathed into my ear as I trudged up the stairs with my various loads. She nestled in my arms, stuck a tongue on my nipple and draped her hand down to fondle me. Rather expertly too as my knees threatened to give way. "Hey, I'm going to drop you if you keep doing that!" She giggled but did not release me. I let her rub my erection, not seeing the need to deprive her of all her pleasures. We started the shower and I walked in with her still clinging on to various parts of my anatomy. Finally, she let me put her on the shower floor but her hands stayed attached to me. I had the most pleasurable job of washing her body as she hung on to my neck. I soaped her back, lingering at her ass and her pussy crack. Then I did her breasts and front. Then we used her body to apply soap to my body, causing my prick to rear itself again. She had enough energy to do my back and spent an inordinate amount of time soaping my cock and my balls, then she did a taste test while soaping up my ass. My cock surged again under her delicate attention. She settled on her knees and wrapped her tiny hands around me, kissed the tip, then around the rim, gently moving her hands up and down the stalk. She held it against her little breasts and rubbed my juices on them, watching my face. With a small smile, she kissed it again and I watched as her little tongue came out and lap the sides and into the crevice between the skin. Then she place her mouth over the angry red bulb and slipped it in. She did not take me very deep, just past the fat crown, tightening her lips to caressed the sensitised surface. I moaned and she hmm'd back, rolling her tongue across the engorged surface of my cock. In time with her hand, she bobbed her head, slowly gaining speed as my hips jerked to try and force myself deeper. Suddenly, my balls roiled and discharged everything it had in several gut-tearing convultions. She swallowed and continued jacking until I had surrendered all my cum into her mouth. We were completely spent after that and so I hugged her wet slippery body to me, as I tried to dry the both of us. Finally I wrapped her up in a towel and carried her to her room, which was done up all pink and frilly with about a thousand stuffed animal. I tucked her in and kissed her face as her eyes closed. James Part 1. The Essay. Chapter 4 I called Jules as promised and we arranged for her to drop by later that evening. I made a big sandwich and ate that in front of the TV as I tried to sort out this incredible week - and the lovely ladies who played such a major role in it. I could not conceive of a way that could resolve the situation without hurting one or more of them - and frankly, I did not want to lose what I shared with each one of them. I was plagued with guilt feelings but I was too selfish to do the right thing, whatever that might be. So I did the next best thing - I ignored the problem and went to sleep, setting my watch alarm for 8 o'clock. I felt more refreshed after my nap, even though my body ached with the unaccustomed exercises I had been demanding from it. I desperately needed to get back into shape. I went through a 10 minute limbering up process and took another shower. The car went with Mom and Dad so I drove the minivan to pick Jules up. She had a jean jacket over a matching skirt, which only reached halfway down her thighs. I stared and she dimpled at my reaction as she pecked me on the lips. "James, do you mind of we don't, you know... screw tonight? I'm kinda sore down there." She bit her lip and blushed. "I would if you want to, but we could do other... things." "Don't worry, Jules. I'm happy with whatever you want. How 'bout something to eat and we can pick up a video?" She leaned over and kissed me again, letting her hand drop on my thigh. She squeezed and my cock received a sudden flow of blood. "Careful, don't start anything you can't finish!" She giggled but behaved herself all the way to the mall. Over burgers I asked her about her "homework" with Brenda. "I told her that we were back together and then I had to tell her a bit about last night..." "Why?" "Well she said I was walking bowlegged..." She giggled delightedly. "I told her you were really big and I could barely take you. And then I'd hurt for days afterwards." "Stop, I don't think my ego could take much more!" "Well anyways, Brenda sort of filled in the rest. She said, 'And you dated Mark because of that?' So I just nodded. And she tried to get more details but I said I couldn't talk about it because it got me too horny." She stuck her tongue out at me and smiled, "And I was too, every time I start thinking about you I'd get all hot and bothered and my boobs and my pussy starts throbbing." "Are they now?" She nodded her head firmly. I tried to wipe the grin off my face. "But first, we got a couple of stops to make..." I took her to a drugstore. "Are you ready for this?" I asked. "For what?" I picked up a 12-pack of Trojans and handed it to her, along with a ten. "You pay for it." She turned beet red when she realized what it was. I waited until she shuffled off. I stayed well back and watched her squirm under the calculating eye of the matronly cashier. "My god, that was the most embarrassing moment of my life... It was hell!" She was gasping and shaking against me as I rejoined her outside, "Next time I'll just shoplift!" "Wait, I forgot the change!" Sure enough the lady at the cash was waving her back, I could see them talk but I couldn't make out any words. "She said you look like a nice boy and hope you'll treat me nice my first time!" She blushed. "But she said next time, you should get them yourself." She giggled. Then she looked at me and said, "But it's a wicked feeling knowing I'm doing it FOR you, sort of grown up and sophisticated." She rubbed herself against me in a most unsophisticated way as we wandered arm-in-arm in search of a video place, mindlessly enjoying our closeness and new-found intimacy. She started looking at videos and I stood up close behind her and hugged her, my arms across her midriff. The shelves provided some cover so I slid my hand under her jacket and up. To my surprise she did not have a bra on and her nipples were already hard and pulsing. I started teasing it and she ground her butt against my cock. "Fuck the video, let's get out of here!" She hissed. I grabbed her hand and rushed us out of the mall. We jumped in the van, breathless from exertion and need and locked in a hot wet kiss. Then she pulled back. "James..." She slouched low against the passenger door and slowly eased opened her leg and lifted it up. In the gloom I could see a widening damp spot on her white panties. Thank god there were no people around. "Just touch me... gently..." She moaned dreamily as I rubbed my thumb over her panty-covered wetness. I found her hard clit and rolled small circles on it. She was moaning and twitching her thighs around my hand. She pressed her cunt against me and shook as she climaxed. It took her five minutes before she opened her eyes. "Oh, that was good. You got me so hot! Hmmm..." Then an evil smile came to her face. "Well, thank you for a lovely evening. You can take me home now..." I looked at her incredulously and she burst out laughing. Still giggling, she plonked herself on my lap, adjusting to avoid crushing my erection and wound her arms around my neck. "You shoulda seen your face, my poor baby," and kissed me tenderly. "Mama will look after you, don't worry!" I lisped out, "Oh, you women, you just take and take, then discard us like a kleenex. I... I feel so USED!" She buried her head in my shoulder and laughed and chortled and laughed some more. Then she kissed my neck and bit me. She swung around to straddle me. A dreamy look came over her as she rubbed her pussy on my straining cock, locking my mouth in a hot kiss full of tongue and promises. I slipped my hands under her jacket until I had command of both her little titties, fingering them in time to her moans. She reached down and unzipped me and carefully took me out. After a bit of fumbling and swearing, she slipped my cock around her panties and a bit into her steaming vagina. She hissed in pain and frustration. "It hurts..." With a grunt she drove down on me. The heat and friction was incredible, I wanted to ram her down but she was sobbing in pain as she gingerly lifted herself off me. "Oh god, I'm sorry, I can't do it. I want to so much but you're so bloody big..." She collapsed back on her seat shaking in her frustration.. I struggled to replace my pounding hardon and she stopped me. "Give me a minute, OK?" "You don't have to do this..." I couldn't believe I said that. "I want to, OK? Just let me rest a bit..." So like a dweeb I sat there, my flagpole waving in the breeze, waiting for security to rush in and arrest me with cameras flashing. I knew she was fine when Jules pointed at it and started giggling. "You're hurting his feelings!" She burst out in a fresh giggling fit but with an effort she stopped. She slithered over to my dejected cock. "Hi my pet, lonesome tonight?" She bent it towards her face and planted a big sloppy kiss on it. She started lathering it up with her tongue. "You know I went to sleep tasting you all night. And when I woke up all I wanted to do was this..." Followed by another wet kiss that covered the entire top. I was amazed that there was still life in the old soldier, what with all the fucking and sucking it had been through lately. But like a trooper it perked up and aimed straight for JulieAnn's lips. She happily mouthed it and hummed around it. I placed my hand on her neck and she obediently struggled another inch in her mouth. Just over halfway in I bumped into her throat and she pulled off, eagerly jacking it up and down with her hand. She took a deep breath and sank down once more on my cock. "Oh my god." I moaned as I felt her throat accept me. Like a little cunt, it stroked me and surrounded me with a velvety heat. Encouraged, she immersed herself at her task, each stroke taking more of my shaft into her hot mouth. I started shaking, not sure how much more I can take. Suddenly strange noises alerted me to my surroundings. Someone was trying to get into the car next to us. Jules froze with half my cock stuck in her mouth. "P-people, car" I grunted out, feebly gesturing at the mother and two children who were opening doors and putting their shopping away. Thankfully from their angle they could not see Jules hunched over my lap. Jules slowly slid her mouth off me, licking it softly. Then suddenly she plunged back down, forcing me into the heated furnace of her throat, swallowing wildly until her chin dug into my leg and her rasping breath was in my pubic hair. "A-arrrggggr," I moaned. My entire cock was drawn deep into the wet vacuum of her throat. She pulled back and dove down again, not stopping until she hit bottom. In two blood draining strokes Jules brought my load boiling up from my balls. I could barely strangle my scream as I came. The mother was peering curiously at me, and I pretended to be asleep while trying to make my grunts of lustful delight sound like snores. She must have thought it was a horrible nightmare the way I was jerking about. The family took off in a squeal of tires and I got back to the serious business of pumping into Jules' little throat. I cried out, trying to force more blood into my cock, so that it could burrow deeper into the soft caressing tissues of her throat. I shivered and shot, then shivered and shot some more. Suddenly I realized that I had my hand in a death grip on JulieAnn's neck and quickly let go, she pulled up gasping for breath and coughing. She looked accusingly at me, wiping away tears and blowing her nose with the tissue I sheepishly handed her. "Jeez, sorry Jules, I'm really sorry, I got carried away. I don't know what came over me but when you did that..." I sighed. She ignored me, looked at my now deflated cock and bent down to give it a kiss. "I'm not talking to that brute," pointing up at me, "but we had a wonderful time, didn't we?" And sucked my cock back into her mouth. The damned traitor stood up and gave her a feeble salute before drooping again. "Oh, my poor baby's tired. Go to sleep now..." She tucked my penis back in my pants and patted it before resting her head on my chest. I did not say anything, luxuriating in the tingly interlude after an unbelievable orgasm with a gorgeously hot woman. "It was wild!" Jules finally said, breathlessly, "It was so NASTY, I've never felt closer to you than right now. I could FEEL every part of your thing inside my mouth and then, like, those people not five feet away! What a trip!" She shivered with forbidden delight, "I'm soaked again..." She slipped her panties off and handed them to me, "Dammit James, you better buy me some new panties!" She turned and perched her little ass on my leg and grabbed my hand, thrusting it in her crotch, "Feel!" she ordered before she started kissing me. Her hole was running with fluids and she started shaking as soon as I inserted my finger. I was afraid of hurting her so I gently frigged her, but she had other ideas. "Harder, god, harder! Fill me up! Fuck me, you bastard." She screamed as she opened her legs and jammed my hand against her, "Ohmygodohmygod, so good. Fuck me! Oh Fuck me..." I pulled her face to me and stifled her screams with my mouth as I forced two fingers in her tight hole. She went wild, riding my hand and screaming her pleasure out. The whole car shook and I just prayed we weren't attracting too big a crowd. Finally Jules slowed down and sank on my chest. I used her panties to wipe some of the moisture from her abused hole. It was red and puffy. "Owww, it hurts!" She was silent for a bit, "I kinda went crazy back there didn't I? Man, but what a trip!" I cannot agree with her more as I disengaged us and got the car started. The cinema was emptying and the parking lot was filling up with people. Jules ducked down, trying to make herself more presentable. Her position had hitched her skirt high and I could see right up her legs, her thin blond thatch and the most tantalizing view of her little pussy. "Hubba hubba!" I grinned at her. When she realized what I was leering at, she mouthed an obscenity and stuck her middle finger out at me from between her legs. I burst out laughing and collapsed on the wheel giggling and wheezing. Tears poured from my eyes and I had difficulty catching my breath. I had to go to the bathroom bad. She straightened up and fixed her lipstick in the mirror, ignoring my plight. I was just getting some composure back when she announced, quite officiously, "Home, James!" I almost died right there from laughing so hard. But I really had to take her home, it was almost curfew. I went to bed totally exhausted and added a second pair of Jules' panties to my collection. James Part II. In Training. Chapter 5 I woke up Sunday morning knowing what I should do. I got dressed and dialed the phone. "Hello, Nicole..., er, Mme Petitcoeur..." I suddenly got this cold hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach and my bright idea was no longer that brilliant. My anxiety got worse as the silence dragged on. "Hi... lover..." She said with a sexy chuckle. My insides had turned to jello, but the sun shone, birds sang and the world was fine again. I let my pent up breath out in a whoosh. "Can I ask you a favor? Can I come by and use your gym?" It came out all jumbled together, but to her credit, she did not hesitate and promptly agreed. I hung up after assuring her I could find my way there. I drove past the gate and pulled up in the circular drive of her big white house. It was even more impressive in the daylight. She stood by the door and I handed her the white roses that I had picked up on the way over. She looked at them and her hands shook. She threw herself at me in a fearsome clinch and gave me a long soft tearful smile before pulling me inside and closing the door. She looked at the floor. "Thank you James, It is very sweet and thoughtful.... I'm overwhelmed..." I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I only want to make you happy, my princess." She smiled again, to a chorus of angels. She stood there in a white halter top and chinos, looking so incredibly young and vulnerable, And so amazingly sexy. My heart was pounding, bells were ringing in my head and I couldn't breathe. I was afraid I was drooling. Suddenly we were kissing, her breasts pressing into me, my hands mauling the firm flesh inside her pants. We stripped our clothes off and I lifted her, wrapping her legs around my waist as my surging cock found her moistness. She sank down on me with a moan and started bouncing on my raging penis. All around us, lewd images of our coupling danced on the glass and mirrored surfaces. She tightened her grip on me, driving my cock into her womanhood. We ground our sex together, trying to milk the last bit of pleasure from our fucking. Time stopped and nothing mattered except for the supreme bliss we were sharing. "Wow!" we echoed each other as the last delightful tremor went through our body and we regained some awareness. I carried her over to the living room where I laid her down. She looked dreamily up at me and stroked my leg. She laid there, allowing me to drown in her breathtaking beauty. "I will never tire of looking at you..." I said, "I only wish I could show and return the joy you have given me. My princess." I knelt at her side and buried my face in her soft belly. She stroked my hair and cried some happy tears as she pulled my face up to hers. "I am yours, forever. You can look or do with me as you wish. My Knight." I kissed her, gently, our lips barely touching, and it spoke volumes of what our furious lovemaking could not. I knelt at her side, our arms entwined and rested my head on her soft breasts and we savored the gently afterglow of our climax, until a numbness in my leg told me I'd cut off the circulation to them too long. "Nicole, I need to use your gym. I need to get back in shape." "Your shape is fine", she murmured, putting my hand on her sex. I did some cursory exploration and she started getting wet again. "I have an important competition soon and I'll be up against the best 63-kilos around. I have to be in the best shape I can be!" "Will it improve our sex?" She snickered a little, then a pause, "My god, that's perverse. For ten years I did not even think about sex and now... now I'm obsessed with it! After you leave, all I do is dream about making mad passionate love with you. Nonstop." She sighed but let me drag her up and she took me down the long sweeping stairs. I was busy ogling her delicious backside when suddenly she stopped. I looked up and drooled some more. She had easily the best equipped gym west of the Mississippi, with four different Nautilus machines, power joggers, rowers, bicycles, steps and dead weight benches. They all looked new but well used. An AV system, sauna and a whirlpool completed the setup. "Wow," I said, after taking it in, "I think I'm gonna come." She chuckled and cupped my cock, "Not on the carpet, dear." Once started, she was all business, putting me on her own regimen but doubling the load and the duration. She kept me company on the machines and I had an eyeful watching her lithe body work itself up a sheen. I pushed myself for an extra 15 minutes to make up for the evil I'd done to my body. Finally, I staggered to the whirlpool where my lovely siren had been soaking. I plopped down beside her and let my temperature equalize. I put my head on her shoulders and she opened herself so I could lean back in her embrace. She caressed my chest and then she said, "You have a girlfriend, don't you." "Ah, yes. Well, we had sort of broken up before but we made up again." She tightened her arms about me to stop me from turning around. "James, I think I already knew you had a girlfriend when I let what happened last Thursday happen. I'm very sorry if I caused you any problems." Her tears dropped on my back. I dreaded where this conversation might be leading. I broke free of her arms and turned to face her. Her big eyes were brimming with tears and it tore at my soul. "Listen, Nicole" I grabbed her hands and said fiercely, "I wanted it to happen as much as you did, if not more. What I did, I did of my own free will. What I GIVE, I give of my own free will. I want to be with you, you are kind and sweet and I cannot have a better teacher than you - in every aspect. We are RIGHT for each other." She held me tightly and I did not let her go. We blubbered a bit more into each other, then we went for a shower. I told her a little about Jules, how we were enjoying discovering and experimenting, "Nicole, I like Jules, even love her, but with her it is a very close, very intimate friendship, but not the head-over-heels, earth-shattering type of love I feel for you." She turned to me and held me. I ran my hands down her soft smooth back and without warning, my cock sprang up between us. She took a step back, eyes glittering at my unexpected erection. "I see what you mean..." She held it in her hands, then let go. I was afraid she was mad at me. "We cannot let you come now - you have to eat first, otherwise, you can't replace the muscle loss." She said matter-of-factly. As difficult as it was, I had to defer to her expertise, considering what a marvelous job she had done with her own musculature. As a consolation, she let me finger her to a languid orgasm, since her fluids were so much easier to replace. She wanted to go out for food so I got back into my sweats and jeans. She put on a white dress and decided a bra was unnecessary. The hint of her dark nipples was incredibly exciting and I was afraid she was going to be attacked. By me. She offered the Bimmer but I chickened out, not having driven standard before. So we "settled" for the Mercedes S-class, now THAT I could handle. We went down the other side of the hill to the town there. It was a blast, driving with the sunroof back and the best looking woman anywhere sitting next to me. I swear everyone looked admiringly at us - at one of us, at least. We parked at the restaurant and Anton the maitre d' called her "Madame Petitcoeur". She introduced me as "My dear friend Mr Mitchell", with a slight emphasis on the "dear". That earned me a "Monsieur". It was all terribly impressive and I resolved not to disappoint her. I was happy to let her order for us and I ended up with a bloody-rare 18oz rib steak while she had a slab of pink salmon almost as thick, with salad greens and baked potato. And red wine. There was just a little smalltalk as we wolfed down the delicious meal. I would have been happy with fries and a pop with the company she offered. At the end of the meal, she just told the waiter, "Put it on our tab," and that was that, saving me the awkwardness of trying to pay for a clearly exorbitant meal with the $5 and change I had. We were extremely satisfied and a bit giddy when we left the restaurant. I had never had a more enjoyable time. "James, would you let me get you some clothes? For when you are at the house, of course." Which was fine by me, since I knew I didn't have the kind of wardrobe that I needed to accompany her. The gentleman at the haberdashery took about a hundred measurements, pausing only to hmmm meaningfully at my bicep and inseam measurements, and then we were done. Apparently it will be sent to her house whenever. It was all a daze to me. Outside the store, I looked at Nicole to thank her and saw in her eyes the same need I felt, so we raced, quite inelegantly, to the car and back to her house. Our clothing littered the stairs as we ran to her bedroom. I tackled her on her bed and latched my mouth on her hungry sex. She was moaning and begging me to let her touch me but I stayed out of reach until I had lapped her to a shaking and groaning orgasm. The shape I was in, it would not have taken much for me to lose it, and I wasn't sure how much I had left, even after the sumptuous meal we shared. She was still gasping from her orgasm when I climbed on her and drove into her in one smooth stroke. She smiled dreamily as she welcomed me in her arms. This time the edge was off and we made languorous love, deliberately holding back and delaying our pleasure as it peaked and peaked. Finally, with a shuddering yell, I came in her, and she cried as she opened up to receive it. I rolled us onto our sides and we laid like that for a long while. "I have to go", I whispered, "My family is coming back this afternoon and..." She kissed me to silence and held me. "I'll look forward to Tuesday, my love." she whispered. I had just had my shower when the phone rang and Jules invited herself over, in another short skirt, plaid this time. Then Mom and Dad drove in with Erin. They looked around suspiciously, clearly expecting to see the house trashed. "Have you been here long, JulieAnn?" Mom wanted to know. "No, I just got here, Mrs Mitchell." "C'mon Mom, do you think Jules is gonna admit to you that she's been staying here the last two days?" Erin, I love her dearly but sometimes I think I would enjoy slowly strangling her. "Actually, we HAVE been here two days," My lover batted her lashes, "Looking over stuff in your room". Erin yelped and ran upstairs. Mom made some tea and decided to go for a rest until dinnertime. Dad had gone to gas and wash the car. Nobody said I couldn't, so I took Jules to my bedroom. Jules sat on the bed and I moved next to her. "Wow, look at the moon." She breathed. "Hmmm, so much has happened since then." She put her head on my shoulders and sighed. "Do you ever regret having sex with me?" She looked up and said, "No, never. It was right and good and I would do it again. And again..." she added in a whisper. I put my arms around her and she hugged me back. "That's good, because I want you very much..." She nestled her head deeper and whispered, "I just wish I didn't hurt so much. It's all puffy and raw today." She looked at me, "You wanna see?" I choked on my answer and she started laughing. "God, James, you're such a wuss." "And you Jules, are such a nympho!" She giggled delightedly, "Thanks, I think... I'm beginning to understand what is meant by an 'Enlightening Experience', which is what this is to me. To think that it took me all this time to learn enough to get over my inhibitions and learn to enjoy the freedom. I was so damned smug about being pure and all that shit... And making it so tough on you..." She trailed off. "You know what I want to do now?" She leaned over and nibbled my ear, rubbing her boob on my arm, "I want to lick your big fat cock until you are begging for mercy. Then I want you to stick it inside my mouth as far as it will go... I want you to hold my head down,... like the last time..." Her eyes got all misty and glazed, "You hold me tight... I have to take you deep... all the way down... and I couldn't breathe... and you just hold me down... down there... you get bigger and bigger... and then you get real hot and you shoot and shoot... and you MAKE me swallow your stuff..." She shuddered against me. I was panting something fierce myself. I hugged her tightly. "You know what I'd be doing if we were alone?" Jules kissed and licked my neck excitedly, "You mean AFTER you brutally abuse my mouth with your big fat cock?" "Yeah, you'd be on your hands and knees and I'll tongue you until you BEG me to fuck you. Then I'll rub your little clit some more but I won't let you get off. I'll stop and you'll scream for me to fuck you." She was squeezing and rubbing her legs together. "James, do you think you could touch me a little if I turn the other way?" She faced towards the end of the bed and lifted her crotch over my hand. I must admit it only looked partially indecent, her skirt effectively hiding my hand. "OK, remember you're on your hand and knees, all quivering like and..." "Dammit. I AM quivering, like. Will you touch me before I scream?" I placed my finger over her wet spot and found her clit. She rested her head on her arms and sighed contentedly. "So there you are on your hands and knees, putty in my capable hands..." I made some abstract strokes and she moaned, "Yes, yes, putty... Your hands..." "Unbeknownst to you..." She raised her head and blinked her eyes, "Unbeknownst? Your command of the English Language is truly astounding. Ahh-ahhh-mmmm." Her head dropped down. "And my command of the female anatomy is equally impressive..." I rubbed her some more as her legs started flexing on my hand. "Hmmm... Harder..." Tiny shivers were rocking her. "Anyways, unbeknownst to our squirming heroine, I have applied a liberal coating of Vaseline to my truly monstrous member." She started shaking. "Oh god, not Mr Monstrous Member! Oh no, oh...!" She started humping on my digit. "With supreme mastery, and diabolic forethought, I impale you to the hilt. The lubrication allows me to slip in, without the slightest discomfort, until our burning bodies are joined." She was moaning into my bed and wriggling her butt most attractively. "I pull back, until I was almost out, just the fat tip nuzzling your cunt..." "Aa-aah, nuzzling my cunt... yes, fat tip... nuzzling my cunt, ohmygod. I'm coming..." And come she did, as she jerked about in her sexual frenzy, stuffing her screams with my blanket. "Oh lord. That was good." She said after an extended bout of moaning and shaking. "I think I would have gotten off even if you didn't touch me... nuzzling my cunt..." Jules rolled her tongue around her new vocabulary gleefully. After that, arm in arm, I walked Jules home - her family liked to have Sunday dinner together. "James, I'm sorry I couldn't get you off. You know I want to, right?" "Jules, I'm happy just to be with you, honest. The sex thing can wait a bit until you stop hurting." She hugged me to her body and said, "And I'll get the Vaseline for next time. I think it will work." She gave me a warm kiss and ran up her drive. I could see a flash of her tight buns - she'd left me her panties again. James Part II. In Training. Chapter 6 Erin confronted me at the door, "You guys didn't really go through my room, did you?" "No, Peanut, we didn't touch any of your stuff." I ruffled her hair fondly. "You know, you two were making an awful racket in your room just now - I had to turn up the radio so Mom couldn't hear." "Uh, thanks. Jules got a little carried away..." "So you guys are back together, huh? What happened this weekend? She's totally different, kinda... wild!" "No, she's discovered something new about herself, that's all." "...and you're different too, more confident." "Whatever..." Dinner was early so everyone can get rested for the week ahead. I told Mom I had to finish some homework over at Mrs Cipola's and took off, getting out of washing dishes because Mom was pleased I'd kept the place so tidy. I parked around the corner from the address Amanda gave me. There was only a dim light in the front room. I tapped on the door and she rushed me in. She looked so sweet, hair tied up, wearing a white blouse and a tight denim skirt. She stood there, fidgeting uncertainly. "Come here," I opened my arms and she jumped up on me. Her lips found mine and she gave me another soul-wrenching kiss. She clung on to me as I walked to the living room. Her school books were lying there but not opened. "I was so scared you wouldn't come. I missed you." She said, clenching me tight. "I told you I'd come. And I mean everything I said." She squirmed until she was all curled up on my lap. "What time are they coming back?" I said, running my hand through her fragrant hair. "No later than eleven, maybe 10:30." I held her as she fidgeted. "I'm sorry we don't have much time. What do you want to do?" She said from somewhere in my chest. "I thought I'd sit here and talk and cuddle with you." "James, please, I'll do ANYTHING you want me to, but we have to be quick!" "Hey, this is exactly what I want to do. Aren't you happy?" "Yes, but it's just... just that I don't know when I can see you again, and, I'm afraid..." "Mandie, there's nothing to be afraid about. I told you, we can wait until the time and everything is right!" "No," She looked up, "I'm afraid after tonight I'll never see you again - so we have to do it tonight, right now." I held her as she tried to squirm off my lap. "Amanda, listen to me." I waited until her struggles stilled. "You are an incredibly beautiful girl. I would not want to leave you even if you tell me to. What we share is already so amazing, there is no need to rush into things unless we know it's something both of us will enjoy." She was quiet for a long time, then she put her face and arms on my chest. "James, I'm so scared of disappointing you. I know guys need to have sex all the time and, and you must need it a lot." I felt my face flush with embarrassment. "Some people use sex as a replacement for love and affection - but right now, I'm getting all the love and affection I can ever need. I'm happy, even without sex." I murmured against her hair. "Let me ask you, what do YOU want to do?" "I want to curl up like this and have your big arms around me, but I don't know, I haven't done anything else, except... except the other thing." "What other thing would that be?" "You know... make you shoot in my mouth..." In a barely audible whisper, "Cocksucking." "At which you are undoubtledly a rare natural-born talent." She giggled, "Really?" "Absolutely really. It's like when you kiss, you apply every part of your being behind it. You are only conscious of what the other person's needs are." "I don't know how to do it any other way.' "That's why you are a natural, an absolutely fantastic natural!" She beamed radiantly, then leaned up and applied her art of kissing on me, and I immersed myself in the warmth, the tenderness and the love in that simple contact. Suddenly I realized she had somehow unzipped me and was trying to wrestle my boner out. "I told you you don't have to do this!" "But you also wanted to know what I wanted to do! I want to do this!" So I resigned myself to the whims of the little 12 year old. She shimmied out of her panties and she was already soaked. And way too small. She rubbed her vagina on me deliciously but she could barely get around the tip. I stopped her. "I can do this, James, just help me. I can take it!" I picked her off my cock and sat her down, with her cunt lips nestled along my penis. She rubbed herself on me happily. "Isn't this a whole lot more fun than trying to fit that big ugly thing inside?" "Mmm-hmmm. It's nice. But it isn't real sex until I get your big ugly thing inside." She slid her bottom along me enthusiastically. I lifted her top and played with her hard nipples and breasts. I traced the flesh as they pulled away from her chest and up the gentle slope to her swollen points. I wet my fingers and flicked their rubbery hardness. "Oh, oh, James. Oh, I'm close!" I bent and kissed her, our tongue lashing in their own lusty dance. She moaned and shook along my cock for long minutes. She curled up and hummed happily in my embrace. After a while she shifted around and blood surged anew in my cock as she wrapped both her hands on me, pumping me in our mingled liquids. Then she turned to take me in her mouth. "Mandie, you don't have to do this for me. I'm happy enough as it is." "Listen James Mitchell, I want to do this. For once in my life, I can do something special with my mouth besides get cavities. And it's important for me to know you enjoy it... that you enjoy me... Besides, it's got proteins and will make by boobies grow." She stated. I was aghast at what they teach at her school. She sat up and carefully removed her clothes as I tore mine off. Despite my noble speech, I was as horny as I'd ever been, from being close to her and touching her lovely smooth body, her down fringed pussy and her tight breasts that quivered with her every movement. Just her presence inflamed me. "Hurry, it's almost ten!" I urged as she leisurely folded her skirt and waved her tush around. "Jeez, don't get in a tizzy. All we need is ten minutes." Her confidence was most assuring. In the faint glow she knelt down and took my cock, covering the tip with soft open mouth kisses, then she licked it, slowly pulling the skin down and licking the uncovered area, lightly at first but applying more pressure as my cock grew. When I was fully erect she put both her hands on the shaft and slipped her soft lips over the tip, moving them in harmony. I gripped the sofa as waves of unbelievably agonising sweetness washed over me. In three minutes I was grunting and humping my hips wildly. And in five minutes she was sucking a burning load of sperm from me as I gasped for my life. She didn't spill a drop. She smacked her lips and climbed back on me. "Pooh, not even close to ten minutes. James, you're slipping." I uncrossed my eyes and took deep shuddering breaths. "It wasn't fair, I wouldn't have come if you weren't flashing your body at me all the time and teasing me with lewd suggestions." "Oh really? Next time I'll bet you can't last ten either!" I knew a losing proposition when I hear one, so I said nothing. "James, there WILL be a next time, won't there?" "Yes, my lovely Amanda..." I clutched her to me, "My sweet Mandie Chip, there will be many more next times, even if I lose our bet each and every time." She sighed happily. We arranged to communicate using email so we could meet when we had time off. We got dressed and I had to go. The last thing I saw was her elfin face smiling sadly at me from the darkened window. James Part II. In Training. Chapter 7 I could see Jules was excited, she was literally jumping up and down as I went to collect her for school. "You won't believe this. You know Brenda and Sara was over last night, right? So I was telling them how you almost split me in two with Mr Monstrous Member..." We both blushed. "Don't you guys ever talk about anything BUT sex?" "Sure! Normally we just diss people. However, right now the hottest topic in school is you, my love. Naturally we have to talk about you, and Mr Monstrous Member of course, since I have first hand knowledge." She said smugly, "So, I'm telling them, one incredible fuck with you leaves me hobbling for DAYS. So who but little Miss Sara comes right out and says, 'I can take him!'" "Are we talking about Miss I-have-to-wipe-the-toilet-seat-or-I'll-get-pregnant Sara?" "Yes" Jules was giggling. "Miss Oh-Brenda-can-I-kiss-your-ass Sara?" "Yes!" Jules was hyperventilating. "Stop it!" "Has she even been KISSED yet?" "Well, yes, a couple of times. And she's touched her 4-month-old cousin's weewee." She leaned on me and hiccupped helplessly. The bus driver looked anxiously at us, wondering perhaps if Emergency wasn't a more appropriate destination. By the time we got to school she could breathe without too much wheezing and her hiccups have mostly stopped. "So I've invited her to do the deed with you." She deadpanned, just as we began the obligatory arm-in-arm stroll through the school halls to make sure everyone knew that we were, once again, "hangin'". "Do I ever get consulted about these things?" "I'm telling you now, aren't I?" "Can I say no?" "No." She dimpled and stopped me in the middle of the hall. Then openmouthed, she tongue kissed me just as Mark and six of his linebacker friends came by. I knew I was dead, as she had reduced my knees to water, too weak to stand on, let alone to escape on. Fortunately my reputation must have preceded me, because other than some highly improbable observations about my ancestry and extended middle fingers they walked right by. "Shit, that was EXCITING." Breathed my lovely companion as we rounded a corner. "I'm soooo wet!" She wiped a finger on her crotch and shoved it under my nose, "Smell." Which I dutifully did. And caused pandemonium with the dozen or so young ladies whose space we had intruded on. Further back, Brenda and her charge were also watching the interplay. Sara's face had turn the same fiery color as Brenda's hair, but to her credit she did not run. Jules kissed me sloppily and said, "See you at lunch!" and headed off with her friends. My one good deed done, I switched on my enigmatic smile and went off to class. I got a jolt of reality when I went to English and realized how much of Amanda's good looks came from her mother. The same dark complexion, full lips, thin nose, penetrating blue eyes and haughty brow. I stared at Mrs Cipola as she informed me that she thought my revised essay good enough for the Regional Literary Award contest, and asked me if I wanted her to submit it for me. I mumbled something affirmative - my mind was numb because when she smiled, Amanda looked just like her. I realized I missed Amanda's vibrant spirit more than I was willing to admit. The lunch bell went and I escaped to the cafeteria. I was staring in my plate of brown slop when my dear love plopped down on my lap and bussed me on the lips, which cheered me up immensely. Brenda and Sara joined us and their conversation flowed around me as I tried to decide what I had just eaten. "So, I figure we can go to my place after school." JulieAnn brightly informed sundry and all, "Celeste has orchestra and we'll have the house for 3 hours." "Me too?" I piped up. They all laughed as if it was the funniest joke in the world. "Of course, and bring Mr MM!" They all chortled, except Sara, who had the grace to blush, rather prettily too, as it turned out. The afternoon dragged by and I went to speak with Coach Wilson. I told him I had booked appointments for extra weights training at the NPC Gym Tuesday and Wednesday, and if I could get a note for those days. To my surprise he gave me both afternoons off. I thanked him profusely and was just about to phone Nicole with the great news when he motioned me back. "And Mr Mitchell, I suggest you don't fool around with the football team member's girlfriends. Next time I will not intercede for you." I did not feel the need to inform him that it was MY girlfriend who had been fool-around-with'd. I did however thank him for saving my skin. I got to a pay phone and left a message with Nicole. We had previously arranged to meet behind the school delivery area so I just changed the time to noon. I was jumped by the girls as soon as I emerged from the school building. I guess my beloved did not want to risk losing her stud fee. They hustled me all the way upstairs to Jules' bedroom, not relaxing their guard until the door was locked and Brenda had perched herself in a chair in front of it. "What's Brenda doing here?" "Well she's part of the plan!" "You have to go - you don't get to watch unless I get to do you too." Her face fell and she shuffled toward the door. "Don't mind him," said my loving sweetheart, "He can only do it twice in a row. I'll take care of him." Brenda resumed her guard position. To get things rolling, JulieAnn told me to use my "special kiss" on Sara. So I did, and dragged it out to a full 10 minutes, by which time Sara was semi-comatose on the bed. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Jules said. I licked Sara around the ears and down her neck as she feebly held my hand. She smelled nice, of almonds and strawberries. I nibbled her lips as I unbuttoned her shirt. I could see her hand twitching to stop me but it never made it. She had a baby blue bra which could not contain more than half her impressive boobs. Thankfully the catch was in the front, which popped open deftly enough. Her bra cups virtually exploded from the contained forces of the generous beauties they held. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Jules said. The poor darlings had red welts where the bra had cut into them. So I spent a long time soothing and kissing them while Jules tugged Sara's pants off. Sara must be a 36C and a really nice handful. Her nipples were dark brown and stood up under my attention. She was moaning now and her legs were twitching. She had a matching pair of panties with "Monday" embroidered on them. I removed my shirt and Jules started pulling my pants off as I kissed Sara's plump soft pussy. Soon Sara was shaking and waving her legs weakly. I stood up and shrugged out of my shorts. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Jules agreed. "Where's the vaseline?" I asked Jules. "No vaseline." Said my angel, grinning diabolically. I looked at her. She stared back. "Er, Sara, this is gonna hurt. Do you still want to do it?" She looked wildly at me and shook, then nodded her head. "It may help if we wet it first." She looked at me blankly. "With you mouth." Jules added helpfully. "Like this." She pushed me on the bed next to Sara. "Watch, Sara." Jules slowly sank her mouth on my throbbing cock. We watched as inch by inch it disappeared inside her. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Sara said. "Ugh", I said. She had her nose in my stomach by now. She pumped a bit and hummed a little. "Jules, stop. I'm getting close!" Reluctantly Jules surrendered my quivering prick and grabbed Sara. Woodenly, Sara allowed her face to be placed at my penis. She slowly opened her mouth and about half an inch went in. It was a tight fit already. Her eyes looked around in panic as I forced another inch inside her heat. I reached over to touch her clitoris and she shook delightfully around my cock. I caressed it until her eyes closed and she was moaning on me. Then I slipped a finger in her. She was incredible tight, and dry. I started moving my finger in and out, pausing to flick her clit with my thumb. She was humming and groaning around my penis. Her eyes popped open and she gurgled when I tried to fit another finger in. I gave up and stuck my tongue in her, driving more of my cock in her mouth. Her hands grabbed at my arm and then fell lifelessly to the bed. "Make it wet!" I urged. Her tongue squirmed about the head. It was wild. Her mouth was even smaller than Amanda's and the friction was electric. I started diddling her hole with my tongue and soon she was wriggling under me, her mouth milking my cock. It was time to use it or lose it. I pushed Sara on her back and jammed my dripping cock in her hole. It was incredibly tight. I pushed and wiggled my ass and gradually about 2 inches made it inside. Talk about an oven! "It's in?" Sara asked hoarsely. "Yes, and only another foot to go!" Cackled her friends. I went back to my labors. "Arghh, so much, so much." Sara moaned. She pulled on my ass and I humped another inch in. She'd pulled on my ass and I'd humped another bit in. Finally I seem to have hit bottom and no matter how much pulling and humping, I couldn't get any more in. "Sit her up." I grunted and together Brenda and Jules managed to flip us over. "Sara, you have to do this part!" She started rocking on me and a bright flush came over her face and her chest. She started shaking and moaning on me. She was sweating and her nipples had hardened into little buttons. As she started wailing on my cock, Jules lifted her under the arms and dropped her down on me. With a pop I sank into her womb completely. It gripped me like nothing I've felt and I yelled out, "I'm coming!" She went crazy, bouncing on my cock as I started spewing inside her. She collapsed on me, still mewling and groaning. I grabbed her face and kissed her, our tongues entangling. Finally, we couldn't come any more but I was still jammed deep in her and neither one had the energy to move. "My turn," declared Jules and tossed Sara aside. Sara had bled over my prick and around our pubic areas. Jules ran off to get a cloth to clean me and I was grateful for the respite. Suddenly a pair of lips fastened on my penis. Sara had somehow crawled over me and was cleaning her blood and our come off me with her mouth and tongue. I was stiff in a second. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Jules said, as she walked in. Sara dragged her body over and stuck my rigid pole in her hole. She was sobbing and moaning as she fucked me slowly. Her tight channel managed only half of my length but she somehow found all my nerve endings. We moaned loudly as we lurched against each other. In another minute I was screaming and shooting in her again. I was about fucked out but JulieAnn decided that since we still had an hour left, I had to do her as well. But she kindly allowed me a ten minute break, since she had to get another rag to wipe me up anyways. Sara had collapsed on me after a stern warning from Jules not to touch anything. I caressed her hair as she smiled wanly up at me. We shared a soft kiss. She dropped her head on my shoulder and whispered, "I love you." before drifting into sleep. I drifted off soon after. I was awakened when Jules dropped the freezing cloth over my balls. She was complaining that Sara bled ALL over her bed and now she'll have to change her sheets and everything. "I seem to recall it was your idea in the first place." I said shakily as I felt for the remains of my sexual equipment. "Shit, if I'd known she was gonna bleed like this I'd make her ruin her own bed!" Then she turned on me, "And who told you to screw her a second time!" She was practically in tears. Sara stirred, "I'm sorry, I got carried away and I just had to feel him again. I'm sorry, it's not his fault!" Jules sniffed and bent down to taste her work. Satisfied, she started licking, and amazingly, I flexed and as I grew, she swallowed more and more of me. "Turn around", I moaned. She kicked off her jeans and flipped her little cunt in my face. I placed a kiss on her blond patch, followed by my tongue at the tip. I licked her all the way down past her vagina, which still seemed very swollen. She grunted. "Does it hurt?" I asked. "Hmmm-mmm." She shook her head, then nodded, which did remarkable things to my cock. She did not seem too eager to have sex so I continued lapping her pussy. She was shaking and groaning again. Sara was looking over my shoulders, staring intently at Jules' blond split. "Jules..." "Hmmmmm?" "Do you want me to, like, nuzzle your cunt?" I almost lost it with her vigorous nodding. I turned our bodies so that I could lie part way over her. I gently parted the folds with my fingers and fit my mouth over her entire opening. She was happily humming around me. I jabbed my tongue into her cunt as I wiggled my lips over the labia, and her clitoris. Her legs opened up and started shaking in the air. She moaned and grunted as her legs started kicking, her body slick with sweat. I was close too. I rolled my body over her, driving my cock completely down her throat and she moaned helplessly. As my balls tightened and sprayed their load, I blew IN her little sex. She howled around my cock and almost bucked me off. As soon as I had done flooding her stomach, I rolled off her. She was bright red in her face as she wheezed and coughed. Then she threw herself on me and kissed me hard. "Wow", Brenda said. "Wow", Sara said as she leaned up against us. "Yeah, wow, and wow again." I said, gingerly confirming my balls were still in place. Jules was too busy gasping to speak but she managed a teary smile and stroked my cheeks. I put my arms around the two ladies and kissed Jules, then I kissed Sara. She kissed me back enthusiastically. "Thank you James." Then surprisingly, she turned and kissed Jules on the lips. "Thank you Jules." Jules grunted and pulled Sara close. I could see their throats moving as they traded tongue. Jules started mashing Sara's breasts together, as Sara tentatively tested JulieAnn's lovelies. Brenda was staring open mouthed at the two girls rolling on the bed, her nipples rock hard under her shirt. I held her mouth open and inserted my shrunken penis. Automatically she took me it. I stabbed it in her spit. Her mouth was soft and warm but her attention was elsewhere. "Suck it." I said. Her cheeks hollowed and her throat swallowed convulsively as I grew and jabbed into her. She was still watching the tableau on the bed. I made her stand and took her sweatpants off. She had a white thong on, and underneath her bush was red like her hair. I sat down on the chair and pulled her down on my prick. "Eeek!" She squeaked. She was very tight and hot but no virgin. I bounced her up and down as we watched the other two finger each others snatch. Then Sara said, "Jules, can I try the nuzzle thing with you?" "You know how?" "I watched Him..." "Sara, you have to use the full technical name, say 'nuzzle your cunt'. It isn't proper to call it anything else." I interrupted. Brenda was squealing quite earnestly now. "Sorry... Jules, can I nuzzle your cunt?" Jules had her muff on Sara's face in a flash. "James, show me what to do!" Jules moaned as Sara worked her mouth on her. I grabbed Brenda around the waist and duck walked over to the bed. I bent her over the squirming pair and I leaned over Sara's crotch. I showed Jules how to stretch the labia folds and fit her mouth around it. She'd try it and then her head would fall as Sara beat her to a particularly sensitive spot. They were moaning and tormenting each other when I whispered in Jules' ear, "Cough into her." Suddenly Sara screamed and started bouncing under Jules' face, rubbing her pussy all over her. Then she reached down and jabbed two, then three fingers inside herself. "Wow", Brenda squeaked. "Wow", Jules said. Brenda had finished but was still moaning and shaking, and sank to the floor as I pulled out. "Jules, the vaseline." She reached over and grabbed a tube from her drawer. "Hands and knees." Jules clambered over Sara's quivering form and presented her gorgeous behind. I squeezed a dollop on my hand and rubbed it in her cunt which was dripping in come and spit. I squeezed another big glob and smeared it on my prick. Jules was moaning again. "Now beg me to fuck you..." "Please, James, please fuck me with Mr Monstrous Member... NOW!" Not exactly what I had in mind but it'll have to do, time was of an essence here. With supreme mastery, and diabolic forethought, I impaled Jules to the hilt. Sure enough her passageway was smooth and hot, tight and slick. The grease making it even warmer than usual. I didn't even get to nuzzle her cunt on the tip before her muscles flexed about my cock and we screamed our pleasure. Jules collapsed on Sara and reached back to haul me tight against her. We humped like a couple of rabid dogs until I fell over her, our bodies still shaking in the throes of our bliss. "Wow", we all said. There was much sorrowful kissies and touchies after I informed them that I had to be in training for the remainder of the week, so they were not to tempt me with any indelicacies - or they would have to answer to Coach Wilson. We had barely gotten ourselves somewhat presentable and downstairs when Celeste arrived back with her mother. We decided to order pizza and while we were waiting I went up to Celeste, "I saw your bag and violin in the hallway, did you delay your Mom until we could get down?" As it turned out we had grossly overextended our fun time. Celeste had come home and quickly realized what was happening. Aware of the delicacy of the situation, she waited outside the house and intercepted her mother before she could hear our "sick, animal noises", as Celeste called it, not that I could dispute any of it. She had steered her mother to a coffee shop, pretending to discuss her school work until her inventiveness and her mother's patience ran out. "I didn't do it for you." She sniffed. "My mother would die if she knew you were... were molesting Jules." "You know it's nothing like that. But thank you for doing it anyways." After the food, I stretched out between Jules and Sara. Jules draped herself over me and Sara tentatively put her head on my shoulder. I reached out and held Brenda's hand. "How are you feeling, Sara?" She looked pale. "I-I'm OK, I guess. I just don't know..." I gave her a little kiss. "Jules?" "I'm great, thank you Mr. MM!" And gave me a big kiss. "How 'bout you, Brenda?" "It was great - it was my first time too." She must have seen the surprise on my face, "I lost my hymen in a fall when I was young." She looked so unsure I hugged her. Pretty soon we were all hugging and groping again. Jules lifted up her top and stuck her tits in my face and I had to lick, or choke. I reached out and every time I touched Sara's boobs, someone else was there before me. I took a break from suckling on Jules and kissed Brenda, our first time. She was rubbing herself on my leg as we explored each others mouths. Brenda's breasts were small, firm and had nipples that stood up at the slightest touch. Her hand was lazily moving up and down my jeans. Sara meantime was tangled up with Jules and they were rubbing their bared boobies together. Jules pulled Sara's head down to a recently vacated nipple. Jules looked at me, "James? I was thinking, since you'll be out of commission for the week, would you mind terribly if... like... Sara and I, er, practiced 'nuzzling'?" Sara blushed, prettily. I looked at the two horny nymphos and said levelly, "JulieAnn, Sara, I will say this, and I will only say it once." I waited until I got their full attention. "You must refer to it as 'nuzzling her cunt', or 'nuzzling our cunts', never just 'nuzzling' - it is not proper." Their faces relaxed and beamed. "Er, James, can I nuzzle Sara's cunt?" "Sara?" "Yes... Uh, can I nuzzle Jules' cunt?" "And you might want to see if Brenda wants some lessons too!" Her hand froze on my cock and she started shaking her head wildly. They turned to the poor girl and finally convinced her that it was not a lesbo thing since it was purely a temporary measure until they get my services back. Abruptly Jules stood in front of us and skinned down her pants and very solemnly she handed me her panties. She pulled Brenda up. Brenda squirmed deliciously until she, too, delivered her thongs. Sara stood and slipped off her pants, then she shimmied her panties down, handed them to me and said, "This is 'Monday'... I intend for you to have the rest of the week as well." And I got email from Amanda. My dear sweet love, Your taste was in my mouth all night and today, I just cough and I could taste you. My teacher asked me if I had a frog and I was tempted to tell her no, I have a James in my throat. I miss you terribly but will wait until we have a chance to meet. Your Mandie Chip James Part II. In Training. Chapter 8 After almost 11 hours of exhausted sleep, I was feeling more human. I checked my email but Amanda had not replied to the quick one I sent out last night, telling her about my upcoming Championship matches. Jules was radiant. Her blond hair glowed and in her short minidress she was an invitation to rape. On the bus she bounced up and down on my arm excitedly and hummed to herself. The driver was again glancing uneasily at us. "You keep that up and I'll be forced to break training." I said weakly. She bit my ear. We got off the bus and Jules tugged my arm towards the crowd that had collected in front of the school entrance. It parted to reveal her partners in crime. Brenda was absolutely stunning in a bright green wraparound skirt and a matching top that molded her breasts and nipples. Heels made her even taller and more breathtaking. Little Sara wore a white peasant blouse, obviously unencumbered by a bra as her breasts shook and danced invitingly and offered tantalizing hints of dark nipples. A short powder blue skirt showed expanses of smooth limbs and flashed lavender panties. I found myself sneaking peeks to see if it said "Tuesday" on it. She was a wetdream waiting to happen, or had happened, judging from the glazed looks and awkward gaits of some of her admirers. Her eyes twinkled and she was grinning widely. They walked up and each gave me a soft kiss. I hung on to Jules for support. "Oh god, why did you pick my first day of training to do this? Are you trying to get me kicked off the team, or you just want to see me die of a coronary?" They laughed wickedly "We're your devoted fans, James. To victory, return with your shield or on it!" They all gave me a rousing cheer and my "fans" waltzed me inside. Jules and Brenda took off with the slobbering boys trailing them and left Sara and me behind. She took my arm, "They're giving me a chance to be with you..." I turned us down a hall. "James, I've never been good with people, but after what we did yesterday - what YOU did, I realized I don't need to be afraid. I don't need to hide, I don't even need to be the same. I just need to be me..." She smiled radiantly and I grinned down at her. In our wake, she was leaving people staring and gaping and she was soaking it up, dispensing smiles and little waves to her friends. She continued, "I never even suspected that having people look at me like this can be so exciting!" She stopped in front of a skinny kid and said, "Hi, Simon, how are you?" His mouth dropped and he stammered an answer. He was looking at her longingly as she took my arm again. She sighed, "I just realized I can make people happy just by being nice. And it makes me feel good myself! It's awesome!" She leaned against me and said quietly, "It was the most incredible experience having sex with you. I love you and I love Jules and Brenda. And knowing that you care for me gives me the strength to be myself. I promise I'll make you proud of me." She took a deep breath and a collective moan came from around us. She laughed and hugged me. I added sadly, "My only regret is that I can't rip your clothes off and make passionate love to you right now." She blushed and giggled, "You can't anyways, I'm too sore, so Mr MM will have to wait - until next week..." Her eyes held both a question and a promise. "Don't tell Jules... but I'm glad we did it twice yesterday - I'm very content." She took another breath, "But you can help me with another fantasy..." Carefully she put her hands on my ass and stood on tiptoes to kiss me. All noise and activity around us stopped - except for a loud ringing in my head. I leaned down, cupped her firm cheeks and returned her kiss. She laughed throatily and rubbed her bubbly flesh on my arm. "I feel so free!" I sighed enigmatically, waiting for the lunch bell. It would not be easy to stay in training with all the willing arms and lips waiting to seduce me. Finally it went off and I shot off towards the workshops, which had an exit to the rear of the school. She smiled at me and my heart just jumped into my throat. I shuffled forward in a daze. "Do you want to drive?" "N-No thanks, I am having trouble breathing and my h-hands are shaking too much." Nicole giggled. I got in the passenger side and we looked at each other. She was wearing a wrap top and a flowing skirt. There was about an inch of tanned midriff showing and I had this insane need to kiss it. Suddenly she dropped the car in gear and we blew out of the yard. A couple of blocks later she stopped in a small park and grabbed me in a kiss. I gripped her neck and bit her lips. Her hands tore at my hair, forcing my mouth into hers. "Now I am having trouble breathing and my hands are shaking!" She panted as we held each other in a desperately clinch. "Listen, my knight, we have a lot to accomplish today and the first thing is lunch. I brought you some clothes, see if you like them." "Good, I can change while we're on the way." "No, you can change while I watch." So I turned the radio on and attempted an imitation of a bump and grind routine in the car. She clapped her hands and giggled delightedly. I must be incredibly good because in no time I was rock hard and she was staring at it with her nostrils flared. "Keep an eye out for people." She said as she took me in her mouth. "Nicole, my schedule!" She looked up, "We have ten minutes." She was smugly happy with herself after reaffirming my reputation as a hair-trigger and having swallowed sperm for the first time. I told her she had broken my training and I would now be thrown off the team after being castrated. She laughed delightedly, "Listen, that rule is to make sure you don't overexert yourself or use up your reserves. As long as we keep feeding you, rest you, and exercise you properly, you'd be fine." I asked her if she wanted to look at my teeth as well. So we worked it out, no sex until 2 hours after a meal, and nothing strenuous. And training in between. "So what about just now?" "It wasn't strenuous - you just moaned. I did everything else!" "No, not that - we didn't eat yet!" "Oh, that was breakfast." She was hugging my arm possessively when we walked in the restaurant for lunch. I was wearing a perfect fitting natural-silk short-sleeved shirt, tan slacks and brown loafers. No socks of course. "Ah Madame et Monsieur!" Greeted Anton the maitre d'. Nicole sat with her fish and watched me with my Steak Tartare. I had never had raw beef before, not intentionally anyways, but my knightly reputation was at stake here. It was surprisingly good, in fact, it was quite exquisite. It melted in my mouth and went superbly well with the wine, an '88 Chambertin, I believe. I had a deliciously giggling Madame on my arm when we finished lunch at 12:43pm. We had till 2:43pm. She took us to a stretch of wide residential streets and told me to drive. Within half an hour, I was hooked on stick shift. So with the top down, I blaat'd us around, terrorizing dogs and nannies. I dropped her off at a low office building and she turned me loose. I crunched gears and ignored speed limits until it was time to pick her up. It was 2:00. Nicole proudly showed me a bandage on her upper arm. "This, my knight, means I am officially a promiscuous woman." The "this", as it turned out, was a subcutaneous progestogen implant, the "permanent pill", the ultimate contraceptive. "Quick, we only have 43 minutes to get home to try it out!" And I roared us back to the house. My hopes to get my ashes hauled were quickly dashed when Madame insisted on a full training session first. My lips trembled and my eyes misted, I threatened to hold my breath till I turned blue, but all to no avail. Madame was unrelenting. I asked Madame to wait upstairs and do her knitting or something because it would be a darn shame if I had to interrupt my workout in the middle just so I could rape her. I took it out on her exercise machines and added another 5 minutes just to torment her. Then a quick shower and a towel around my waist, I dashed upstairs. I found Nicole in our bedroom in a silk dressing gown. I collected her in my arms and sent my lips on a thorough investigation of her face, mouth and neck. Then I stood back to look at her. Her clean classic face shone with an inner light and her eyes smoldered with need and love. Her full lips trembled and her little tongue licked it nervously. I could see the hard shadows of her nipples where her breasts filled the thin material. She was so damned beautiful I wanted to cry, in awe and wonderment. I led her to our bed, slowly removing her gown, gasping as her perfect body was revealed. Somewhere I had lost my towel. We laid down and we kissed, slowly, taking time to savor our different textures and adding little nips and bites. She moaned her need and tried to push my face downward. I held her hands down over her head, forbidding her to move them, and return to my slow journey across her fantastic body. I lingered at her eyes, cruised her ears, sampled her lips and danced my tongue on her neck. She was moaning and her fingers flexed in the imaginary bonds I had placed them. I took time to acquaint my mouth with her well toned muscles, I followed the flare of her pectorals from the shoulder to the sternum, ideally angled to proudly present her perfect breasts, Breasts that quaked and pulsed with each stroke of my tongue. Breasts that peaked in proud tips that cried out for attention. I licked the globes, traveling the smooth alabaster sides in long circular paths. "No..." she cried out as I resumed my journey without giving relief to her nipples. I trace the ribs, trilled over her flat firm abdomen and rested in the softness of her navel. Her body and legs were twitching and I could smell the delicate fragrance of her sex. I kissed her hips and the soft down of her lower belly. Her moans increased as I neared her goal. I trailed my tongue along her thighs and up the "V" of their junction. Her moaning increased. I kissed my way down the thin folds of her pussy and she groaned in relief. I tasted the sweetness of the dew that had collected there and dipped in for more. She shook and bent her legs up, offering her womanhood to me. "Please, my knight, I need you now. Please, I want you to fill me..." I slipped up and again experienced the sweet electrifying warmth of her core, pulsing and coaxing my nerves. We coupled in long slow strokes, her legs clasped around my waist and flexing in time. Her wrists still crossed over her head. She groaned and urged me on, I increased the force but not the tempo. Nicole tossed her head in torment. "Oh, please... this is killing me. Please let me come... My knight, please!" She groaned. I stopped. Her eyes opened in panic. "Get on top," I said. Frantically, without disengaging our sex, she managed to sit up over me. She moaned and ground herself against me, then found the rhythm and slowly moved herself on and off my body. Her hair flew and her face was contorted in a breathtaking mask of lust and desire. Her hands gripped my chest as she learned to coordinate her motion and her passion. Sweat covered her and ran down her breasts, her hard nipples. "Ah, ah, ahhhhh. Yesssssss." She moaned, jerking uncontrollably in a climax. Slowly she picked up speed again, "Oh, yessss, ah, ah, ahhhhhhh." As another series of convulsions overtook her. Her eyes opened but unseeing in her all-consuming lust. "Ohh god, ohhhhh, ohhhh," This one the strongest yet as I added my strokes to hers, I was close. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples. I shook and started shooting into the tight canyons of her sex. Our cries echoed as our bodies clashed and struggled to extract pleasure. We laid there for a long eternity, slowly catching our breaths, her fingers idly drawing on my chest, our limbs still entwined. "I love you, my knight." She whispered. "I love you, my beautiful princess." She nestled her head under mine, and we slept. I woke. Nicole was sitting next to me, stroking my face and chest. She had one foot under her and the other between our bodies. Her body was hunched over, her smooth hair tumbled about her face. For a long time I laid and savored her gentle touch and forced myself to take in and memorize every curve and every undulating line of that phenomenal body. I stroked her face and she inclined her head to kiss my palm. I run my fingers down her neck, her shoulders and a soft breast, full and sated. Her nipple gradually hardened as I gently brushed it with a fingertip. I reached for her sex and she moved to allow me access. She became moist and my cock reared. "Uh-oh. We have to wait... Let's go for a swim." She dragged me out of bed and out the back where she had a 50-meter pool and both 1 meter and 3 meter diving boards at the end. "Wow," I said, "Why do I feel the need to come all the time in this place?" She laughed and playfully slurped my cock into her mouth. Then she dove in the water, leaving me on the deck with a sad looking erection. I jumped in after her but she was a perfect water sprite - she cut through the water with barely a ripple. She did two laps then swam with me until I reached the other side. "You know I would've caught up to you if I didn't have an erection slowing me down." I pouted. "You mean this one?" She inquired ingenuously, and did something naughty to me. I moaned, "How do you expect me to last through training if you keep doing that?" "You're right," she said, "I'm afraid I have trouble keeping my hands off you..." She leaned her head on me, "Forgive me." I kissed her to show her my generous nature but all it did was make my cock even harder. I told her I was a submarine and slowly stuck my "periscope" out of the water. She was laughing delightedly. She wanted to know why it was jumping and flexing. "Sonar. It's 'pinging' for enemies." She touched it and sure enough it turned red and started pulsing madly. "How do you know that this is a submarine?" She shook her head. "Because it's long and thin and full of seamen." She laughed and laughed and drank water and choked. I saved her life by applying mouth to mouth resuscitation. Repeatedly. "James, we have to go out for dinner, I have no food here except spaghetti." We were sunning ourselves, just touching fingers. "What? You have 2 fridges and you only have spaghetti?" "Yes - I never cooked and after Gaston died, I let all the servants go..." "How in heaven's name can anyone get to look as good as you on spaghetti alone?" I shook my head and she giggled. "Does the barbeque work?" "Yeah, it's natural gas." "OK - we'll order a load of stuff up here and I can cook dinner for you the next two days." She looked at me. "Are you sure? Knights aren't supposed to cook." "Nor princesses either, I gather. But I would rather spend the time eating spaghetti here with you than to waste it driving to town and back, even if it's Steak Tartare and Chambertin '88." Her eyes misted over and she flew on top of me. "Oh, you're so sweet... You're the sweetest man I've ever known." She kissed my neck and my cock twitched. "Oops," She smiled, "If it's OK with my brave knight, let's get groceries delivered and you can dazzle me with your culinary skills." We ended up ordering pretty much everything in the store - I couldn't even find pepper in her cupboards. Thank goodness she didn't throw the utensils out. I was distressed to hear the total but she waved a credit card in front of me which appeared to be limitless. We were sitting butt naked in her kitchen, drinking wine, waiting for the groceries when she said, in this tiny, little girl's voice, "My sweet knight, I have another request..." Pow! My cock jumped up and we stared at it. "Ja-aames..." in the same voice and it jumped again. She cackled insanely. "James..." Twitch. She was roaring now. Her eyes teared and she pointed at my cock, jumping and flexing like nobody's business. "James... ", she wheezed out, somehow managing to sound sexy as hell, and then, in a husky whisper, "I want to suck your cock..." The thing started quivering and I almost came right there and then. She fell on the floor, laughing and whooping, her boobs jiggling as she gasped for air. Finally she wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made fun of you." Suddenly, she turned bright red and covered her mouth, "Did I say that?" "Say what?" "You know..." She stuck her mouth up to my ears, "I want to suck your cock." She dug her nails in my neck and buried her face in my shoulders but continued mouthing the words, to an old Beatles tune. She finally ended with "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" and kissed me tenderly. "Oh, James, you make me so happy." as she clung to me. "What is the other thing you need from me?" I was afraid to get her going again. "I'd like you to sort out Gaston's accounts and things. He had a bit of stocks and shares. I haven't touched any of it - it's all on his computer but I don't know enough to get started." It sat in the corner of a study on the second floor. An older machine, but with 128-MB of RAM and a 50-Gig RAID harddrive system, it even had a live T1 connection. And it's been sitting there untouched for 2 years. It fired up right away. Gaston kept most of his stuff on spreadsheets so it wasn't too hard to get started. He was very meticulous and noted on each stock the time and price of each purchase and how much or when he should sell. I sorted them out by selling date and printed out a copy. I was trying to get the details on his online trading account when Nicole came up. She put her arms around me and kissed me on my shoulder. Her hand slipped down to cup me. "Hmmm, I can do this all day... Just came up to tell you the groceries are here." So I followed her downstairs. The kitchen was immaculate - everything was neatly sorted, the cans were in the cupboards and the perishables in the fridge. "Did you do this?" "Oh no, the boy was very helpful, he insisted on doing everything for me!" And I could see why. She had put on her gown but there was no way to hide, even to a blind person, the fact that she was stark raving naked underneath. Just the heat alone would have given her away. "All I can say is that you have made him VERY happy." She looked at me. I took her to the hall mirror and pulled the gown tight around her. "Oh... OH" She blushed. "No wonder he kept thanking me and won't even take a tip!" I stood back but she stayed at the mirror, primping, posing, pulling and tugging her gown and popping peek-a-boos at herself, blushing wildly. "Ooh this is SOOOO naughty!" I shook my head and went to get dinner ready. Finally she got tired of being an one-man voyeur show and padded back to the kitchen. She hugged me tightly, "James, this has been the BEST day of my life... I'm so happy." In reality, I can only cook one thing - steaks on a BBQ, but for 2 meals, I figure I could get away with it. I had also ordered salad greens and mushroom, which I've seen Mom do enough time to be able to muddle through. Nicole was suitably impressed and I was not about to pop her bubble. We ate enough for 4 between us and half the salad and mushrooms I'd ordered. The wine was great too. But mostly I marveled at her; I could not get enough of my woman-child lover. She was sophisticated and knowledgeable in most worldly things but naive and innocent with matters of the heart. When I first met her, I was overwhelmed and captivated. Now I was overwhelmed by her joy of life and optimism. And captivated by her love. I looked in her eyes and sighed, "Nicole, if it takes a million years to make you happy, I'll gladly do it." We kissed, gently, for a long time. I went back to the computer while Nicole was figuring out the dishwasher. She'd told me about the filing cabinet where Gaston had kept his printed information and sure enough, the passwords and access codes were there. The account was still active and it showed Nicole as a co-signer, which made things a lot simpler. I had looked through the "sell" list and over half had gone past its sell date. Some of them were companies that didn't even exist anymore. So I thought I should sell the shares that had the lowest value, in case they go bankrupt or something, as well as the ones that had met Gaston's price expectations. It took me a while to bang in the various sell orders but T1 is FAST! I looked at the final figures and it showed that I had unloaded 5 million dollars. The hair stood up on my head and I broke out in a sweat. "Nicole, can I talk to you?" She was still reading the manual. I told her what I had done and my fears that I've done the wrong thing. "It seems like you did the right thing, because now I'm 5 million dollars richer!" It made sense, in a way. "But you have to re-invest it, Gaston has always said money in a bank is money lost." "Why?" "I don't know exactly but it has to do with taxes." "Oh." "James..." Her little voice, "Can you help me?" "There's only one thing I can help you with right now." I growled and my cock advanced on her. "Oh, can you start the dishwasher and we'll do what you want..." I readjusted the dishes and diddled with the controls and then read the manual again. It worked as soon as I touched it. "See?" I patted her head. "And about my payment?" Demurely she took me to the gym and told me to get my sorry ass in gear. She stayed to work out with me and soon we were pushing ourselves hard, happy to be sharing each other's company. I had my head nestled between her bobbing breasts in the whirlpool when I asked her, "Nicole, do you think we can get an implant for Jules?" "Oh, I suppose. I should be able to sign for it." "...and maybe for 2 of her friends?" "Er, I'm afraid to ask, both 14?" "Yeah, I think." "You think? Do you even know their names?" "Yeah - they ARE Jules' best friends and, yesterday, they kinda dared me and one thing led to another..." "Oh James, you have to learn to say no sometimes..." "Well, actually, there may be another, she's 12." "Oh no." she rocked me, "You're a monster, an insatiable monster." So I told her about Sara and Brenda, and Amanda. "Wow, this Amanda is Rose Cipola's daughter?" "I guess - if she teaches English..." "Correct. Hmmm... You care for this Amanda? "Yeah, a lot. She's really smart and sweet. I think she loves me too." "Hmmm, let me think..." Her hand started toying with my cock and it became hard, "Er, I thought you're thinking." "I am... these things are like worry beads - or worry balls. I'm worried your balls will get you into trouble." She was quite pleased with her own wit as she jacked me harder to make sure I was equally impressed. "Nicole, does the water here change color if somebody does something in it?" "No, not that I know of... Why?" "Because this somebody's gonna do something in it very soon!" "Oh." She dropped her hand. "I think we better shower." She looked at my quivering cock and shook her head, obviously disappointed it was not more resilient to her handling. "James..." We were scrunched up tightly in a corner of the bed, spoon fashion, to avoid a HUGE wet spot in the middle. She removed my hands from her breasts to talk. "Take the BMW tonight and you can pick me up here tomorrow for lunch... I wouldn't want to have to embarrass you in the park like today." Damn, I had better learn to stop shooting my load the minute she puts her mouth on it. Just thinking about it caused me to jab her in her crack. "Mmmm," she adjusted herself so I was nestled between her thighs along her warmth. "...and I'd like to arrange a party in your honor on Thursday. And invite the girls too. Sort of like a hero's sendoff." "Er, wow... I mean... what can I say? Sure!" I was pounding on her gates now. She moaned and let my hands drop back on her body. My cock had ALMOST made it inside her when she grabbed me, and not in a nice way either. "No - remember, 'Once a King, always a King, but once a Knight is enough'!" She cracked up, kicking and slapping the bed in appreciation of her own joke. Then she threw me out. I called Jules from the car phone hoping to impress her enough for some consolation but she said she was tired and I should get some rest myself. She sounded cheerful enough, so I told her to take it easy with Sara and Brenda. And from Amanda: My sweet sweet love, I would dearly love to be there to cheer you on, and I know you will do your best. Please come back for my heart, which you have already won. Your Mandie Chip James Part II. In Training. Chapter 9 Jules was suitable impressed when I showed up in the white Bimmer and jumped in eagerly after I assured her it wasn't stolen. Then we went to pick up Brenda and Sara. They must have worked it out, because today they each had a minidress on, in red, white and blue. And Sara was wearing "Wednesday". I checked. There was a "fan club" of sorts waiting for us at school but it was soon apparent they were far less interested in me than my 3 lovely companions. Even the bloody car drew more attention than me, but I had no trouble wandering around wearing my halfwit smile, knowing that in 3 hours I would again find true happiness. I was out on the road before the lunch bell finished ringing. I could not get enough of the 2-liter engine in the roadster spiraling up on the tach, but mostly, I wanted to hurry to its owner. She welcomed me at the door in a thoroughly satisfactory manner which left us panting and staring at each other with lust-filled eyes. I took Nicole's hand and dragged her upstairs. "Lunch can wait - I had a BIG breakfast!" If Anton noticed that Madame was somewhat disheveled and Monsieur was looking like the village idiot, he did not show it. I had the surf and turf and Nicole had a small Sirloin. The wine was a somewhat smoky '91 Burgoyne, nonetheless an excellent vintage. We had to hurry because we had to sign some forms at the lawyer's office so I can legally trade her account. An hour and a half later, and cramps in my hand, we left the office clutching a portfolio of papers. Along with everything else, the lawyer had transferred the shares to "JamPC Holdings", with Nicole and myself as owners and directors. I argued and also won myself the title of "Vice President in charge of Vice". "Now that you are an officer of the company, you'll need an expense account." Nicole smiled and handed me a credit card, probably limitless if I know anything about her. She graciously allowed me to use it to buy gas for the car. I rushed us back to the house so that I can finish my workout and get to the fun things. We moved a large air mattress on to the pool deck and Nicole gracefully sank down on it, allowing me to marvel at the breathtaking wonder of her body. She held out a tube of SPF 35 which I tenderly applied to her entire torso. She was fidgeting so much when I did her tender areas that I found I had to reapply the cream three or more times - which only made the jumping and moaning worse. Then her soft loving hands took the sunscreen and spread it on for me, kissing and licking gently as I groaned my pleasure under her. She carefully wet my straining member before lightly covering it with the cream. Then she climbed on. She was soft and hot, and oh so delightfully tight. Her tender sheath caressed and kissed its way down, as sparks of agonizing sweetness drew growls from deep in my throat. She closed her eyes as she too was overcome by shivers of delight. Part way down, she leaned her arms on my chest, and worked herself gently up and down my shaft, mewling softly as she shook with gentle release. She eased herself lower as she rocked on my rigid cock, speeding up until a series of guttural moans left her shaking and rasping on my chest. "Can't move anymore... Get on top..." She whispered. I resumed her languorous strokes until she was moaning continuously. I was perilously close. She looked into my eyes and she tenderly caressed my face. And then she smiled. It spoke of love and need and tenderness. It spoke of solitude and waiting and searching. And it spoke to me. Unbidden tears rushed to my eyes and, as we climbed the pinnacle of our desire, we shared a kiss, our moisture mingling and merging.... She had things to do in town and left as I went back to the computer. I had been thinking about Gaston's market strategies and, according to his figures, he usually only looked for 10 to 20% returns, and always bought between 5000 and 20000 shares. I checked the shares I had previously traded and noted the ones that had not lost any value. Then, after double checking their previous performance, I re-purchased the ones that showed strength. By the end, I had spent over 4 million of Nicole's money, leaving a bit of reserve in case I screwed up. I finished and started shaking. Partly it was the anxiety, mostly the excitement - but it left me more exhausted than all the training and screwing I'd done in the last week. I would need to know more about those companies if I were to do anything useful on my own. I went to bed and slept, numbers and high-low-close charts in my head. A wall of sound woke me and to my delight, my three lovelies in red, white and blue burst into my room, as my personal angel in flowing white hovered behind them. Jules launched herself at me and quite thoroughly kissed me, then she started investigating my erection while I was greeted by Sara and Brenda. Brenda and Jules both sported a bandaid on their arms where the contraceptive implant had been inserted. Sara, as it turned out, was already on the pill to regulate her period and so was not "implanted". I hushed the girls' busy chattering and said, "We owe Nicole a lot for her generosity, kindness and hospitality." I opened my arms and she slowly went into them. I held her and the girls came in for a hug as well. I pulled her into bed with me. She was a bit hesitant with the girls watching but I kissed her lips until her protests died away. I caressed her face and kissed her eye, and when she tried to stop me, I crossed her wrists and placed them above her head, pushing them into the bed. Her arms twitched and her fingers clenched, but she kept them there. I unbuttoned her blouse as I kissed her deeply, trailing down her jaws and her neck. I motioned for the girls to help remove her skirt and pantyhose as I licked up her neck to her ears. Nicole was moaning softly and twisting her outstretched arms. I grabbed Sara's hand and led them to Nicole's bra, which she carefully removed. Then I pulled Sara's face on to Nicole's flesh. She was shivering and trying to push herself into Sara's busy mouth. The other two had removed the rest of Nicole's clothing and started kissing the exposed flesh, working her legs open until Jules could stimulate her there. Nicole was moaning and grunting mindlessly as our kisses and touches caressed her soft flesh. Nicole sighed and rocked under our ministrations, passing from climax to climax as we traded erogenous zones on her perfect body. Brenda was kissing her face as Sara and I shared her breasts when Jules stuck her head up from Nicole's legs, "James, can I nuzzle Nicole's cunt?" "No, Jules. Later." We brought Nicole to a series of tender orgasms until she was too spent to react. Her arms had stayed above her head throughout. I told the girls to go use the pool so they stripped and ran out back as I rejoined a still-shaky Nicole in bed and gently stroked her hair. She looked so content and beautiful. She smiled at me and kissed my chest. "Ohhhh, my knight - I TINGLE! That was the most sensuous experience I've ever had. It was like being drowned in love. Oooh! I love you so much! And I'm glad we have Jules and Brenda and Sara too!" I kissed her and we hugged each other for a long time, then we went out to join the girls. "Thank you for making me feel so good back there. I love you all." And we all got kissed and hugged again by the three gloriously naked girls. I sat on the shallow end with Sara's legs around my waist as she leaned her head on my shoulder and rubbed my back with her slippery breasts. Nicole was trying to teach Jules and Brenda the butterfly stroke. After numerous failed attempts, they gave up and started practicing first aid on each other. I didn't know you could pump air by squeezing breasts. Sara assured me it was true. I told her I had something similar and showed her my pump handle and, sure enough, she had me whooshing up a hurricane in no time. Unfortunately, we had to stop because Nicole noticed what we were doing and made me sit in a corner until I could control myself. Brenda went on the 3m board and did a beautiful pike, her flaming hair and body slicing through the water cleanly. We sat on the pool rim and cheered. Then Brenda did a swan. Sleek and graceful, her long muscles glistened in the sun, nipples already pencil hard on her small breasts. She WAS breathtaking. "Brenda, stop! Someone's gonna come if you keep doing it!" Sara yelled. They all looked at my cock, which had jumped up unexpectedly again. They all shook their heads in dismay. The damned thing was casting about like a hound, sniffing the air. And no amount of thinking about ice-cold showers could get it to behave. "God, it's big!" Brenda breathed as she swam up. "Ehh, he's alright." quipped Jules "_I_ like it," Sara said defensively. "You would, you kept hogging it." "I'm sorry Jules - but he makes me feel so YUMMY!" "I know - I guess we'll keep him..." "D'you think it's gonna shoot?" Brenda marveled. "It's possible. He comes all the time." Jules snapped her fingers, "Just like that." "Yeah. Hardly any staying power." My darling Nicole observed. "Touch it, and, boom!" Jules was really enjoying herself. "No, just breathe on it, and..." Nicole was not far behind. "Y'know, once I LOOKed at it, and..." They were whooping like banshees by now. I sidled up to Sara, "Little Sara, those big girls are making fun of me! Make them go away!" I hugged her body to me and she wrapped herself on my raging cock. Her warm soft boobs nestled my balls and I could think of no better place I'd rather be. "See, Nicole, she's ALWAYS hogging him!" wailed my poor Jules. "No I'm not, I'm just protecting him. You were making fun of him and... Oooh, he's leaking!" There was a small spot of watery lubricant on Sara's right breast. She rubbed it in her with a finger and stuck it in her mouth, grinning hugely, "And it's all mine..." Jules was pouting so I let her have a taste, and then I gave Brenda one just to be fair. I held my arm around Nicole's shoulders and said, "Would YOU like a popsicle, little girl?" "I think we'd better feed you before you waste away to a sylph." she said, but bent down for a lick as well. Sara turned out to be a very competent cook, and had a casserole and steamed vegetables ready by the time I finished cooking the extra steaks they had picked up earlier. It was a great meal as the girls obviously liked each other and looked up to Nicole and I was content to let their affectionate ribbing roll over me. Even Sara had some wine and their cheeks glowed with life and vitality. I was pleased to find out that Jules' Dad worked at an investment firm and she had enough exposure to know her stuff. I told her I would need to ask her some things later. We managed to get the dishwasher going and they started talking about the party tomorrow. I was excused to the gym. They were still yakking and giggling when I finished my shower and went on the computer. I was surprised that 3 of the stocks had gone up over 10% in the few hours since I'd bought them, so I went downstairs to claim Jules. The girls were somewhat decently dressed and apparently ready to go shopping. So it was decided that Nicole would take Sara and Brenda and drop them home afterwards. I would look after Jules. We stood the hallway as they bade us farewell, totally shameless in their kisses and caresses. Jules and I leaned on each other and hyperventilated as we let my cock wave goodbye. I took her upstairs and she looked around, "Where's the computer?" I told her she had to be naked like me before we can go on. "Clothing causes static, and, as you know, static is bad for computers." So naked, we climbed into bed and I told her to practice on the joystick first. I explained about electrons to her and how they buzzed around and around the nucleus, using my fingers on her clitoris to illustrate. She kindly volunteered the sound effects. Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle in particular intrigued her and she kept asking for demonstrations of how electrons could jump around and change spin directions at random. I was happy to oblige. After the screaming electrons settled down, Jules revealed her scientific acumen by showing me how an atom smasher worked. The atom is locked inside a tight, hot and moist tunnel, and I have to try to crush it with a suitably rigid piston. So I kept ramming the piston in and out and she'd direct me by saying things like, "Harder!", "Deeper!" and "Faster!". We got to "So close... So fucking close..." when she became all confused and started shaking and moaning. And I was mad from missing every time, so I cheated and shot the damn thing. "This one's better, it's got a better margin of performance." Jules was perched on my knee looking at market stats for the 20-odd companies that we had selected from Gaston's list, "...and this shows long term stability but has little to offer short term." We discussed it as she rubbed herself on me - in a highly fiduciary manner, of course. Finally we had a good list and I typed in the orders as she sprawled on the floor looking at other reports. There was a big pool of come running down my leg which she insisted was good for muscles. I had spent all the money in the account when I was done. Jules was in bed asleep, with a finger in her snatch, murmuring about disbursements and seasonal adjustments. I finally got Jules somewhat dressed, minus the panties which now sat in my pocket, and was preparing to leave when Nicole drove up in the Mercedes, loaded down with boxes and packages. We carried her load in and I kissed her. "Thank you Nicole, for all you've done and all you're doing. I love you." She smiled sunnily and hugged me back. Jules shouldered me aside and hugged her, then softly kissed Nicole on the lips. I was pacing up and down and checking my watch before they decided to take a break. "Hmmm, Nicole. Thank you and I love you..." Nicole could only mouth "I love you too." She was crying again. We both hugged her, putting her head on our shoulders. Jules kissed her neck tenderly, "Nicole...? Someday when that brute isn't here, I'd like to nuzzle your cunt." Nicole looked a me. "Oh, let Jules show you next time. I guarantee you wouldn't want to miss it." James Part II. In Training Chapter 10 JulieAnn was in another of her trademarked minidresses, white, and grinning ear to ear. "I don't hurt after sex anymore! Just a twinge to remind me of what we did, Mr Atomic Scientist!", she dimpled fetchingly and hugged herself to me. She told me to drive straight to school, her accomplices apparently having discovered my animal magnetism resistible. There was another crowd waiting for us, headed by Brenda and Sara, this time, they were accompanied by ten other young, delectable females all in white minis. The amount of skin shown would be illegal in most States. "We are your new, improved James Mitchell fan club! To victory!" One by one, they lined up and kissed me tenderly. I ended up clinging to the three co-presidents as I gasped my last. I would need a miracle to recover enough energy to compete tomorrow. I'd shaken off most signs of my recent debauchery when Coach Wilson put me through some basic exercises at the end of school. He was impressed enough with the extra training I've done to let me off early to "go home and get rested up", adding "and NO Sex!" Brenda intercepted me when I got out and informed me I was hers until the party officially started at 5. I drove us to the park where Nicole had previously molested me. "That was some impressive diving yesterday!" We were walking down a small path and she had her arm around mine. "Thanks - I'm taking lessons, but I've never done it in the buff before." She blushed with the memories. "You were so lovely and incredibly sexy." "I'm glad - I wanted you to like me." "Bren, you know I like you. I'm the one who was worried you didn't like me!" "I think I was jealous of you and Jules, and I've always been scared of boys. That's why I need to be in control all the time..." "Let's find time and go on a date, just the two of us." "I'd like that." She put head on my shoulder. "What would you want to do?" My arm slipped around her waist. "I don't know - I've never been on a real date before." "OK - we can go on a walk like this..." "Hmmm. That's nice." "We could go to a movie, perhaps." "Yeah, and we can sit in the back...?" She giggled. We found a secluded tree and sat. "Would you put your arms around me?" I did. "Would you try and kiss me?" I did. "Would you..." I laid her on her back and kissed her again. Then I held her and kissed along her cheek and neck. After a while she started stroking my back. I kissed her some more, her lips were soft and she sucked my tongue. She stretched like a cat, "You know, it's so nice to be with you and not have to worry about what we should or should not do..." Her breasts poked up through her dress, and her constantly-aroused nipples. I leaned over and kissed one. She squirmed and moaned. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her face. I kissed her other one and it perked right up. "Mmmm, I used to be ashamed that they stuck out all the time and the boys would gawk at them." I unbuttoned the top of the dress and held her breasts, and she arched herself into my hands. I started gawking. I tasted her, gently kissing and lapping each nipple. She was so soft and so sensitive. She caressed my face and my hair as I slowly made love to her breasts. Her soft moans became a whine when I slipped one hand over her panties and found her. Her legs tensed and she was gasping. "Oh, oh, oh." She rasped out, digging her heels into the ground and squeezing my hand between her legs. I bit down on a nipple as she came in a loud moan. I leaned back against the tree and she put her head on my lap, stroking my leg. "James, will you be sweet to me if I fell in love with you?" "Yes Brenda." "I try to think about the other day and everything's a blur. Sometimes I couldn't even believe that we had sex... and I'd taken you in my mouth." She nestled her head into my hard cock. "Hmmm, I can hear the blood going in your thing... your penis..." She put a hand on the base and rubbed her cheek on me. "James, can I try and put you in my mouth again?" "You know what Jules say, I wouldn't be able to control myself once you do that." "Oh, she's SO good at it. I can't get over it..." She gripped me, "But you don't have to come or anything. I think about it a lot and, like yesterday, in the pool, I kept wanting to do it to you..." She reached up and tugged my zipper down, and I helped her take it out. She held it and kissed it. "So big..." She kissed it on the tip and sucked on it. "Tell me what to do..." "Just explore around the tip with your lips and tongue, and watch my reactions." Soon she was busy inspecting my tool and checking my face. A little drop of liquid came out and she licked it off, carefully tasting it. "Salty." She dropped her mouth over the tip and sucked some more. I groaned. She pushed her mouth further down but had to stop halfway. "How does Jules take you so deep?" "She points it straight down her throat and kinda swallows..." Brenda tried it again but gagged. "Uhh, she makes it look so easy - it's harder than I thought. I'll have to practice a lot more!" My cock jumped at the thought. "What else can I do until I learn to take you in my throat?" I showed her how to move her hand and lips. Pretty soon I had to moan, "We'd better stop. I'm gonna come soon." "Uh, sorry... Did you like that?" I hmmm'd and stroked her hair. Her eyes glowed and she smiled proudly. "Would you have come just now? If I hadn't stopped?" "I'm gonna come NOW if you don't stop with your hands!" "Oops." She giggled and stopped, then leaned down and licked a drop of ooze off. "Does come taste like this?" "No - it's much stronger, kinda bitter and sticky." She thought that over. "I don't want to stop, I want you to come. In my mouth." Her lovely lips went around me again. This time her hands got involved as well. I sighed, such a willful young lady. And such a delightfully hot mouth. I slipped her hand lower to my balls and surged deeper into her soft mouth. She again tried to push herself down on me but had to back off. She licked and played her lips around the top, then force herself down once more. I grunted and stroked her firm ass to encourage her. It didn't take long before her caresses started me moaning and grinding against her. Then she pushed her head down and took me deep and her hot squirming throat was all around me, then she pulled back a bit and started to suck. I held her head as I bucked myself into her face and came with a shuddering gasp. She was moaning and shaking as well. She gulped furiously as I gripped her hair and emptied myself in her. Finally I laid back against the tree, panting. Brenda pulled off, red-faced. She took a gulp of air and sank back on me again, drawing the last tiny spurt from my cock. She was bright eyed, "Did you feel my throat on you? It was awesome - I could almost take all of you now!" And bent down to demonstrate. She must have thought I was slow or something because she kept going long after I KNEW I was pretty much all the hot, wet and tingly way inside her throat. I kept moaning my protests but she ignored me. Then an image of Coach Wilson flashed in my head. "Ahhhh, Bren - stop. Can't let me come anymore. My training!" She slowed and gave me a few lusty slurps before letting me back in my pants. "YES!" She pumped her fist. "I can take you in my throat. Next time, ALL the way, baby!" She leaned up and slopped spit and come all over my face and mouth. "It's so cool! I can make you come with my mouth! And swallow your sperm!" She hugged me tightly, "But promise we'll do this again, and have sex as well!" She laid her head back on my cock. "I promise." I sighed again. Such a willful girl, taking advantage of me when my resolve was lowest. I slipped my hand back on her breast and teased it as she purred happily. Brenda went in through the side but I was told to wait outside the front door. I looked around at what used to be a big and imposing mansion which now seemed warm and inviting. All because of one person, who had opened herself to me and taught me so much. The thought gave me an erection. I was seriously contemplating reacquainting myself with my right hand, something I had not needed to do for a long time, when the doors opened and the object of my adoration and lust stood there. She was dressed in a simple white toga-like affair, the single strap held a silver clasp and a slit opened up to mid thigh. She was also barefoot, and totally, unambiguously, gloriously naked underneath. At the look on my face, she started laughing but it turned into a gurgly kind of moan as I fell to my knees and buried my face at her groin. Some time later gentle hands loosened her grip in my hair and moved us inside. I was weakly gasping against Jules while Brenda was petting Nicole's head on her shoulders. Sara watched us with a big smile on her cherubic face. "Don't pass out yet, my love." Jules nibbled along my ears, "Are you ready for your present?" I could only blink my eyes and gurgle sagely. Sara stepped aside, and time stopped. "Amanda!" I croaked out after an eternity. I reached her in one large step and held her. She smelled of spring and new mown hay and is the elixir of life itself. We held and shuddered against each other. I looked at her and stroked her hair. I touched her face, her lips, not daring to believe my eyes. Smiling, she reached up to kiss me and the world faded away. A long time later, she was curled up on me on the leather sofa and she'd just finished showing me the bandaid that covered the wire-thin implant on her arm. "So, a while back Mom had asked Mme Petitcoeur to help me with French, and then out of the blue, I get a call from her inviting me to go on a trip to the Museum of Natural Sciences. I told her no... Why drive for 6 hours when all I wanted to do was to stay home and wait for your email, right? And then she sort of mentioned that it's just blocks away from the wrestling championship, and so here I am!" She hugged me. "I was scared SHITLESS but the girls and Nicole were so sweet. They told me how you felt about me..." She looked at me and then she did her kissing trick on me and I was incapacitated for a long time. "James Mitchell, I love you so much." "I love you, my Mandie Chip..." We kissed and touched some more. "They're waiting for us at the pool... Dinner's at 7 sharp." We went outside and all the horseplay and giggling stopped and everybody looked at us. "See, I told you they'd behave!" Sara said. "He's still got his clothes on!" "But his pants are all stretched out of shape." Brenda. "Betcha he's stained his underwear already." Jules. "No staying power..." Nicole shook her head sadly. Amanda hugged me fondly, "They're just envious. I told them I MUST have you tonight because I'm the youngest here - and the only virgin." With that she eeled out of her toga and plunged in, splashing them all. I allowed myself a leisurely fifteen minutes to savor the display of tantalizing female flesh before I wagged my finger at Jules. "Me?" All bright eyed and innocent. And wet. And naked. "I can't do anything with you - I promised Amanda." She spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders. They all snickered as my eyes followed the bouncing boobs. "You know I'm only after you for your brains." We had made almost half a million dollars with our investments yesterday. We reinvested it all, with Jules gentle rocking herself on my leg - it worked last time so we were reluctant to change, in case it brought bad luck. Along with her small climax, Jules also added 4 new stocks that she'd investigated and showed potential. We went back outside to tell Nicole we blew all her money again. She shrugged and my tongue fell out. In my stupor I didn't even notice them stripping me until Jules and Nicole tossed me in. Sara and Amanda were standing in the shallow end, clutching and whispering, gesturing wildly. Then they'd look at me, blush and go back to their animated conversation. "Sara's telling Amanda about her first time - since they're both so tiny." Nicole explained as she backed on to me in the pool and wrapped my arms around her waist. "And Amanda's teaching Sara about blow jobs. We hear she's something of a prodigy in that department." Brenda added as she slipped behind me and reached down to verify if it were true. She had to look a long time since at that precise moment it was hiding halfway inside Nicole. Jules came up and latched on to Nicole. The two got into this really intense and blood boiling kiss that I could feel all the way down in my cock. After the kiss finally ended and they got their breaths back, Jules, all dimples and sparkles said, "Nicole and I, we are nuzzling our cunts tonight." Nicole leaned back and kissed me, flicking her tongue on me. Suddenly I was ALL the way inside her. "DON'T move!" She warned, "So. all the girls go on about 'nuzzling her cunt' this and 'nuzzling her cunt' that; all I can say is that it had better be good." She smiled fondly up at me, patting my cheek, "After all, the stud here can barely keep up with me." In a stage whisper she added, "No staying power. Ugh!" I pushed into her and she started shaking. I added a finger on her clit and she reached her arms around my neck, arched back and lapped me again. "Oh god, I love it when you get mad! Sorry girls, I take back everything I said about him." Jules took the chance to start gumming the proffered nipples as I stroked a hard clit and made slow strokes in her. "Oh, oh god, oh god, ahhh... You can nuzzle my cunt anytime. Ahhh-hhhh.." She fell bonelessly on to Jules who took the opportunity to thoroughly molest her, Brenda abandoned me as well, sensing easy prey. Sara by now was floating limply in the shallow end, being treated to the sublime kissing experience that only Amanda could provide. They looked to the world like she was getting mouth to mouth, unless one noticed the stiffness of her lovely boobs and that Amanda was shamelessly massaging them. I was left in the cold. Again. Grouchily I went to sun myself. Soon after that, Sara and Amanda came up and gave me a light double kiss as they went inside to prepare dinner and, undoubtedly, to continue their "conversation". Dinner was a remarkable affair. The girls made a big roast with potatoes and salad and it was thoroughly enjoyed to flickering candlelight. For dessert we had Cherry Cheesecake, "to celebrate my soon-to-be-remedied condition," Amanda added, looking steadily at me. Dinner was cleared away and left for the cleaners who would be coming the next day, saving us the ignominy to try and get the dishwasher to cooperate. I was hustled to the guestroom, kissed, and was told to get ready. I shaved, showered, sweated and showered again. The lights dimmed and she stood there, shrouded in misty white, the little elfin figure who had captivated my senses and touched the chord in my heart. She came up to me, a dreamy smile on her face, but her eyes shone. "I am the sacrificial virgin..." She announced quietly, proudly. My breath roared in my ears, my blood boiled in anticipation. Slowly she shrugged off her gown and, naked, she sank to her knees and clasped my ankles. "I give you my heart, my soul, my body and all that is dear to me, as befits a Hero..." I found I was shaking. I helped her up and kissed her brow, submersing in the fragrance of her embrace. I held her, not wishing to ever release her, needing to know she would forever be a physical part of me. Music played in the room, a cello piece, unlike any I've heard before, its plaintive, lyrical notes resonating in my soul. "This is music I have chosen," She whispered, "For the night I share the gift of my virginity..." She looked up at me, I could not breathe, I could not see, anymore. The sweet music rang inside my head as she led me to the canopied bed. I laid her on the satin sheets, basking in the heat of her body, my fingers and my mouth tasting the soft brow, the blue eyes that could pierce my soul; the aquiline nose, the mouth that laughed and shared pleasure with me; the proud breasts that enticed and challenged, the nipples that cried out for succor; the slim torso, so lithe and beguiling, and the long coltish legs with the small, sweet opening at their junction. I tasted her zealously, this enchanting faerie of mine, as I strove to join the essence of her being to mine. I touched, I teased, I caressed and I drove her to the limits of her senses, then I pushed her beyond. She shook and cried in her pleasure, until her voice became strained and hoarse. I worked tirelessly to excite her until she is too exhausted to respond. She laid there, spent, a sheen of sweat coated her lissome body. I held her, so small and fragile in my embrace. "Rest, my precious one, there will be many more nights like this. It can wait." I whispered, "For you will always be my Mandie Chip." She looked at me and she gripped me, sudden fierce determination lining her face, "James Mitchell, if you care anything for me," she angrily wiped a tear from her eye, "Tonight, now, you will take me and make me yours." And so, very gently, oh so very gently, to the haunting strains of Amanda's Song - I made her mine. Author's notes on Amanda's Song. Second Movement, Adagio ma non troppo, from Concerto for Cello in B-Minor. Opus 104 by Antonin Dvorak Written just prior to his death and Dvorak's only complete Cello Concerto, this piece is undeniably one of the most poignant among all written music. Dedicated to Dvorak's childhood sweetheart, this touching movement lyrically portrays the meeting of two lonely wanderers in a sensuous lullaby, full of yearning and seduction. They join in a sometimes tempestuous dance that realizes a harmonious sum far greater than its individual components. (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Send all comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net James Part III. Competition Chapter 11 We were roused at the crack of dawn by four very noisy and very naked ladies. "Amanda, are you alright?" "Did the brute hurt you?" "Did you have a good time?" "Did you guys sleep at all?" Amanda turned from where she was lying on top of me. "Good morning! I feel great! Actually I hurt, but it's a good hurt. We did it! I'm no longer virgin!" She gave me a long loving kiss, "Good morning lover, how are you?" "Oh, spare me, lady, no more! I swear - I did all I could. Have mercy!" I threw up my hand. She giggled, "I love you, Mr Dweebus the Ravisher, you were the sweetest, gentlest ravisher I'll ever know." I gave her another kiss and then everyone piled on, kissing and touching. There was some blood on the sheets and Sara was particularly concerned. She insisted on doing a personal inspection of Amanda's equipment and the other two naturally crowded around. Amanda looked at me helplessly, blushing furiously. I stroked her hair and kissed her nose. "Oh, she's SO small!" "And it's all red... Does it hurt a lot?" Amanda shook her head weakly. They all took turns kissing it better until Nicole told them to behave. Nicole was radiant and excited. "We nuzzled cunts all night. I swear I cannot come for a week. It's everything you told me, and more! Wow!" Amanda wanted to know what it was but I told her it was best saved for the right time. "Besides, it's not something you can explain. Just ask Nicole!" "Yeah, the best thing is to experience it when you are relaxed, rested, and with people you love..." She hugged us and kissed us all. "Oh, it can't be better than last night. I came and came, and then he made me come again. Oh god. It was wonderful!" Amanda enthused. "No, I agree, he's wonderful." Nicole touched my cheek, "You make me melt, every time..." She gazed in my eyes and kissed me, gently. "Ahem, someone's got a hardon again..." "Stop, don't touch it!" "It's gonna BLOW!" "Look at how red it's getting!" "Maybe we should kiss it better..." Nicole hustled the girls out. "You two have 30 minutes and we've got to get moving!" She blew us a kiss and disappeared. "I love you, my Mandie Chip..." "And I love you, James Mitchell." We hugged and she gently rubbed her thigh on the side of my cock. "I finally got your big ugly thing inside..." "And you'll probably hurt for a week. Was it worth it?" "Don't say that. It was worth that and more, now I know I'm yours. It's the best feeling... I really, really love you." I held her and she buried her head in my neck. I carried her to the shower, like the first time, but Amanda was tired and quite sore so I washed her gently and tucked her back in bed. She nodded off and I went down for breakfast. "Let Amanda sleep. I'll drop you and the girls off at school and then we'll drive down to the competition. Call when you can. And good luck, my love." Nicole hugged me and gave me a quick kiss. There was a small send off at school but, with Coach Wilson glaring at us, nobody got to try any funny stuff. Fortunately too, since I had already been treated to a warm session with the girls on the way down during which they just about succeeded in sending me all the way off. The bus ride down was every bit as bad as we expected, it was hot and smelly inside. Good thing there were only 7 of us going down. I had 3 matches the first day, and 4 the next day. If I was lucky, then I got to move on to the finals on Sunday. I realized I was still bushed from last night so I took the chance to nap. I heard Coach Wilson say he wished everybody could be as calm as I was. I just wished for a few more hours of sleep and perhaps dream of Amanda. I lost the first match, but it was against the reigning champ and I still took 2 falls, so I was not too disappointed. Afterwards he shook my hand and said, "Good match", which made me feel even better. I breezed through the other matches and Coach Wilson was beaming. I told him I'm going to get a rub down at a friend's hotel because ours was overbooked. He was very agreeable and I asked, "If I'm late, can I call in at lights out and stay over there?" He looked suspiciously at me and said, "No sex, right?" I gave him my best "Who, me?" look and hurried off. Nicole's suite was on the 23rd floor of the hotel and was bigger than the combined sizes of the 4 rooms the school had booked. Nicole was in a short terry robe and I patted her ass as I gave her a warm kiss. "How's Amanda?" She took my hand and led me to a bedroom where Amanda, naked under a T-shirt, was bouncing up and down on the water bed. "And there's a switch to make it vibrate too!" my Chip was all of 12 years old again. She threw herself at me and I let her pin me. "Loser has to kiss me wherever I want!" As she smothered me with sloppy kisses and tongue. "Ooooh, you stink!" She wrinkled up her nose, "Like old laundry. But kiss me some more..." I slipped my hand up to her back and stroked her softly. She shivered and licked my lips. Nicole knelt down and gave us each a kiss. "Take him to the shower and I'll order dinner." We soaped each other and I looked at her vagina. It was a bit puffy but it didn't seem to bother her. I kissed it and told her we wouldn't have sex until it's all better. "I miss it already... But I still have this!" And stuck me in her mouth. I grew quickly as her tongue searched out the nerve endings. She hummed and her hands explored my balls. She kissed me for a long time, but would not let me come. Finally, she looked up at me and started to pump on me in earnest. I clutched her hair and slumped back against the shower wall as waves of blinding ecstasy shook me. I kept jamming more of me in her mouth until, with a choked moan I sprayed my come into her mouth, forced deep on to my cock. She was frantically swallowing as I drove myself ever deeper into her tightness. I had to grab her head to stop myself from collapsing. Tenderly she kissed and sucked me clean, still on her knees. "Is it ten minutes yet?" We were barely dry when Nicole called me to the phone. "Hi sweetie!" Jules was all excited, "Did you have a good day?" I started telling her about the match but she cut in. "Listen, about the school dance, d'you know it's next Friday? And I don't think I remember you asking me to go with you." "Sure I asked you, the week you ditched me..." "Oh... oh well, I got us tickets already. And just so you don't feel rejected, I'll be glad to go with you..." "I don't know how I can ever repay your kindness..." "Think nothing of it, I'll come up with something. And don't forget my corsage!" "Listen, er, do you think I might get lucky that night?" "Hmmm, no, probably not. I hear you talk too much and you have no staying power." "How 'bout a blow job then?" "Oh no, what kind of a girl do you think I am?!" "I'll be quick, I promise, no more than ten minutes, five if you're any good." "Well, maybe, if you get me a real nice corsage and you bring your own kleenexes." "Deal! We have a date!" "Wait, Sara here wants to talk to you." "Hi... How's your day?" I started talking about the day but she stopped me. "James, Simon's asked me to the dance and I wasn't sure if I should go." "Do you want to go with him?" "Yeah, kinda. You'll be going with Jules and..." "Go ahead then, Sara. It'll be fun. You be nice to him." "And James, you'll still take me out after?" "Absolutely. We have to have at least six more dates!" I could feel her grinning over the phone. "I love you..." She whispered, "Oh, and here's Brenda." "Hi James, how was..." "Wait, are you interested in hearing about my day or you have something to tell me?" "Well, I sorta got asked to the dance too and I sorta agreed... but I want you to know it doesn't change anything between us... OK?" "It's fine, Bren. That means we can all be at the dance!" "Yeah, that's what I thought as well. And I love you too, James." "Love you too... Bye!" I hung up and Amanda hugged me, "And I love you!" Nicole came up behind me and wrapped her arms around us, "You're such a sweetheart, willing to settle for a blowjob when you can't get laid. How can anyone not love you to pieces?" She kissed my neck and started kneading my shoulders. I closed my eyes and relaxed in Amanda's arms. Ten blissful minutes later, room service delivered a nicely charred, rare Porterhouse for me, sole for Nicole and spaghetti for Amanda. "You should move in with Nicole - that's ALL she has at home." "OK - eat and we'll finish your massage. Then shower and an early night." Nicole was all business again. Over dinner she read me notes that she had made on my other opponents. Apparently she had driven like a maniac and got in early so she could take notes and then, during breaks, went with Amanda to the Museum. I went around and knelt before her as I kissed her, "Thank you. I adore you." I whispered. She smiled and kissed me back tenderly. "Me too, Nicole!" Amanda said. She held Nicole's face in both her hands, and softly kissed her. I watched as Nicole went through a remarkable transformation. All the cares melted off her face, her body slumped and she simply dissolved under Amanda's touch. I could only stare, dumbfounded at the exquisite beauty arrayed before me. There were tears in Nicole's eyes when Amanda finally released her. "How can a kiss feel so incredible?" she shook her head. "You're amazing, Amanda! You should patent that!" Amanda grinned happily and turned to me. "Your turn!" and gave me a kiss that left me flopping bonelessly on the floor. Amanda watched TV as Nicole led me to a massage bench which she had set up in the other bedroom. I laid face down and she went to work. Her long powerful fingers found every kink and hot spot on my back and pounded it out. It felt like an orgasm - only this one lasted 30 minutes. I turned over and Nicole perched on my waist. She was sweaty and her hair was pasted over her face and she was the most incredibly beautiful person I had ever seen. My cock batted her on the ass. I reached down and slipped my prick into her. She started shaking and fell on my chest. "No, ahhh, A-Amanda's o-outside. Oh, ahh, ahhh." I was about halfway in. "Ugh... ugh..." she breathed as I fucked her with short shallow strokes. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Amanda come in the room. She put her finger to her lips and tiptoed behind Nicole. I started caressing her hard nipples. Suddenly Nicole started shaking and moaning as Amanda stuck her tongue in and around our slow coupling. Nicole was squirming on me and digging her nails into my skin. Her moans and shudders grew until suddenly she screamed into my shoulder, then she bit me, driving herself down on my cock and convulsing in a violent orgasm. She shook and moaned a long time, even as Amanda came around and hugged us, poking a hard nipple in my eye. "She-she stuck her tongue in my b-behind!" Shuddered Nicole as Amanda beamed. Suddenly Nicole grabbed Amanda and kissed her hard, still rocking on me. I worked my arm around Amanda's back and down her crack. She was dripping wet as I rubbed her clit. Nicole was still shivering. Amanda tore away from Nicole, "Put your finger inside!" she hissed at me before returning to the kiss. I pumped her gently as she pulled Nicole's hand to her breast. As I leaned up to kiss the other one, I could hear their breaths gasping into each other as they grunted and shook in their pleasure. I had to help two shaky little girls to the shower and ended up washing both of them and myself as well. I followed them to the water bed after making my call in to coach Wilson. Amanda was using one of Nicole's breast for a pillow. I leaned over and kissed Amanda and nibbled her lips as she smiled at me. Then I kissed Nicole and whispered. "You are am amazing human being, my Princess." She smiled happily and her eyes sparkled. Amanda kissed us and spread herself out over Nicole and me. I began stroking Nicole's breast and running my other hand over Amanda's tight ass. "Mmmm, it was a naughty thing you did, Amanda." "Yeah, wasn't it? I LOVED it!" "I didn't think I could ever feel so turned on about something that depraved!" "I didn't know either but it felt right at the time... It was really exciting for me too." "Your talented mouth should be classified as a National treasure." Amanda giggled. "It feels so good knowing you enjoy it. It makes me tingle!" Amanda put her arms around our necks and said, "Goodnight, my very best friends in the world..." Nicole nestled deeper into my shoulders and her hand found mine across Amanda's back, "G'Night, my sweets..." I held the two lovely ladies to me and thanked my stars. Nicole's observation notes about my opponents were brilliant - I knew their weaknesses and strengths and tricks long before they had a chance to learn mine. I sailed past all 5 matches cleanly except for a stupid fall suffered when I was looking at the girls instead of his feet. I changed and called home and Mom was thrilled and happy. Coach Wilson was also well pleased as he came up and pumped my hand. "I'm glad the little mat burn didn't slow you down!", pointing at Nicole's love bite, "Take it easy and I'll see you tomorrow!" I had made the finals. Amanda had her arms around Nicole and me as we wandered through the Museum. Nicole had insisted that Amanda finish what they had come here to do. By closing time she was getting quite tired and so we ate at the burger joint next door before returning to the hotel. Nicole was again making mincemeat out of my back on the massage table when Amanda came in, still naked from the shower. "You guys go have fun - I'm going to bed now." She mumbled drowsily. After Amanda fell asleep, I showered and got into the sea island cotton suit Nicole brought along for me. I made a reservation to the Hotel's roof restaurant and had just left a message to Coach Wilson, telling him that I was going to stay over when the bedroom door opened. I stood and stared, my jaw bouncing on the floor. She was wearing a shimmering white ankle-length dress, cut almost hip high, and a plunging neckline that showed maddening glimpses of gravity defying boobs. The blood pounded in my ears and if my insides had not been totally liquefied, I would have jumped her on the spot. She did a pirouette in her heels and crinkled at me, "You like?" I could only blink and gasp for a long time. "Wow!" I breathed. "Aren't there laws about wearing this in public?" "I expect my knight to stand up for my rights tonight... Oooh, look! He's standing already!" I had to grab her hand as she reached for my pulsing bulge. "Don't touch it. Otherwise I'll be walking around with a big stain on my pants!" I took her hand and rushed us out. She leaned up against me at the elevators, clutching my arm. "I'm glad I don't have that problem, I just run down my legs..." My jaw hit the floor again. "You mean, you... you're..." "...totally pantyless? I'm afraid so." She twinkled. I sighed and shook my head sadly. "James? You don't think it's too..." "No - I'm just sorry I blew all your money. You're reduced to buying dresses with big holes in them and you can't even afford underwear!" She had her nails buried in my shoulder and was hiccupping weakly against me when the elevator doors opened. She leaned over and whispered, "I think I just pee'd myself!" and ran off to the ladies as soon as we got to the top. I knew Nicole was back in the room when I heard the collective sound of jaws hitting the floor. Pierre, the restaurant's manager, who'd been explaining an unfortunate mixup in our reservations, stopped and stared as Nicole nestled herself against me. As she kissed my cheek she pressed a banknote in my hand. I waved it in front of him and he quickly made it disappear. I swear it was Ben Franklin's face I saw. Pierre, suddenly remembering that we were on the "Special VIP" list, ushered us to a table with an impressive view of the city. The sun was beginning to set and it bathed her hair and face with a halo of fire. Her eyes brimmed with tenderness as I held her hand and stared back. Pierre said something in the background about 'Drinks' and I growled, "Champagne, the best." without taking my eyes off her. Our reverie was briefly interrupted when the waiter popped a bottle of '89 Cristal. "To you, Nicole. The gods favored me when you entered my life. Thank you, my Princess." I'd wanted to say more but my voice had failed me. She gripped my hand tightly, her eyes soft and misty. "James, you have given me life. You touched me and made living possible. Everything I am, I am because of you, my Knight..." My hands shook as we toasted and drank. It tickled my throat and reminded me of ginger ale, and it could have been, for all the difference it made. Words and thought were no longer necessary, our gripping hands and locked gazes said all that was necessary. It was after nine when we left the restaurant. She rested her head on my shoulder and took my arm. "I have always dreamt of this. A romantic, star-filled night, my lover's strong arms keeping me warm and safe." She turned to me, "I have never loved anybody as I love you..." We held each other and shared a tender kiss that did not end until we were outside the suite. Once inside Nicole kicked off her shoes and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll never wear those horrid things again." I kissed her and swept her up in my arms as she purred around my neck. The lights were low as we quietly entered the bedroom. Amanda was not in the bed, instead there was a note on the pillow: "Enjoy yourself - but not too loud, I'm sleeping next door." "The gods have favored us with your Amanda." Nicole said softly. I started taking off my clothes and she sprawled in bed to watch me, one tanned breast precariously exposed, and I could almost see up the length of a long sleek leg. The buzzing in my head grew as she adjusted herself and I could see the wetness gleaming in the shadows. I kissed her neck and breasts as I slipped her dress off, licking my way down her tight abdomen as I worked the garment off her. I trailed my tongue back up to her mouth and she folded me in her arms. She guided me into her hot moistness, the buzzing was maddening but I forced myself to go slowly, savoring every nuance of her soft, coddling warmth. She hissed her pleasure and wrapped her legs around me as I made short even strokes, pulling me deeper each time. Her hands gripped my hair as she shook in a series of ever-stronger climaxes, her mouth attacking mine in a frenzy. My mind was drowning in a whirlpool of sensations radiating about our sex which soon enveloped my whole being. I shook uncontrollably as my seed loosed itself in a torrent of liquid ecstasy into her core. We laid there for a long time, our bodies and our beings joined as one. Finally, as I slipped out of her, she softly kissed me and eased out of bed. A moment later, she returned with a bright eyed Amanda in her arms. "You guys have a good time?" "You mean just now? Couldn't you hear?" Amanda was making herself comfortable on top of our bodies. "I just heard two people sharing themselves and their love. It was tender, sweet and incredibly special." She said quietly, "Exactly the same way I feel about us." Chapter 12 My opponent for the semis was surprisingly strong and I barely squeaked past him by relying on my speed. The next round was for the title and my opponent was again John who'd beaten me the first day. We went to sudden death before he pinned me. As I stood on the podium getting my silver medal John shook my hand warmly and said, "We'll kick some ass at Nationals!" He was too nice to mention that I would go only if he could not compete. Coach dismissed me after wringing my hand to a pulp and I rushed off to find the girls. We had 3 more hours of driving ahead of us and I wanted to spend all of it with them. I laid on Amanda's lap in the back of the Mercedes, her hand inside my T, teasing the few hairs I have there. There was a melancholy in the air, we knew that this most amazing weekend was coming to an end and we would have to part company. Amanda caressed my face and her other hand drifted down to my shorts. She tugged the zip down and gently pulled my erection out. She looked into my eyes, then as she kissed me she slowly moved her little hand on me. I felt myself dissolving in her soft touch, falling deeper into a world of sensuality and emotions and suddenly I was shaking and my hips were humping into her fist. She smiled and leaned down to take me in her mouth. There was time for her to lick me once and I was pumping my come into her. With her hand still moving slowly on the shaft, she sucked softly as I emptied myself. Finally she pulled off and I could see her work my sperm in her mouth before she swallowed. "I want to make sure I have something to remind me of the most wonderful week of my life." I pulled Amanda's face down for a kiss and she smiled sadly. I turned and kissed her soft belly, pulling up her shirt so I could touch her bare skin. I watched as her nipples swelled and became hot and excited under my tongue. She moaned softly but said nothing, letting my mouth and tongue roam over her sweet breasts. I moved up and took her into my lap and she opened her legs as I brushed my hand over them. We kissed as I gently rubbed her sex, until she breathed her release. Afterwards, curled up together, we slept. It was almost five when we arrived at Amanda's house. We straightened ourselves as she gripped my hand. After a whispered, "I love you James." Amanda bolted from the car. Nicole went with her as the front door opened and Mr and Mrs Cipola came out. I got out and walked up to them. Nicole and Amanda stared at me. "Uh, hello, James..." "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cipola. I met Mme Petitcoeur and Amanda at the Museum yesterday and they kindly offered me a ride back... What I like to do is ask for your permission to take Amanda out some time..." "Are you saying that you want Amanda to go on a date with you? Do you realize she's only twelve?" Amanda was looking to faint. "Yes sir, I am also aware that she is a very intelligent, sensitive and lovely young lady. I would appreciate the chance to get to know her." He studied me until Mrs Cipola nudged him. "I see you've made an impression on both ladies of my family. I trust you will not make me regret my decision, young man!" "No sir, you have my word. I thank you for your confidence, and your trust." I shook hands with him and his wife. I turned to Amanda, "If it is alright with you, can I call you later?" She nodded, smiling through her tears as she gravely shook my hand. "Wow, I don't know where you got the nerve to do that! I almost had a heart attack back there!" Nicole drove in silence for a while. "Now it's got me turned on like never before. Do you mind if we go to my place first?" "I guess I have 10 minutes..." After Nicole stopped laughing, she said, "And I'm not going to settle for a blow job. I want you to FUCK the living daylights out of me, understand?" And she floored the gas. Our clothes were all over the front seats before the garage door closed. She clambered over to the passenger side and dropped her wet cunt on me and started rocking. "Ugh, ah, ah." Her eyes were closed and her nails dug into my skin. I mauled her breasts and lashed my tongue in her mouth. As I came I pressed her hips down on me as she spasmed and flopped on my prick. She shivered along my body as we came down from our wild explosion. She licked my ears and nibbled my neck and my erection refused to go down. "Mmmm, you are such a wild man. You drive me crazy!" She started pumping again. I held her face and licked her lips. she sucked my tongue into her mouth and I surged into her. She started humming and shivering again. "James... touch me there... my behind... gently!" She gave a small shriek when I touched her and then shook with a long noisy orgasm as I rubbed her juices around her ass, still pumping shakily on me. Her head fell on my shoulder as she wheezed out her climax. "Oh... oh, I'm leaking!" She jumped off me and held her panties to her crotch, dashing inside. I caught up to her at the top of the stairs. I grabbed her around the waist and, while she hung on the banister, stuck my wet and throbbing cock in her from behind. She wailed as I pounded into her hot wet sex. I reached around and pinched her clit as her cries peaked and a load of hot semen burned its way down my cock. I fell on the floor and she collapsed over me. She draped her head over my shoulder and licked my ear. "Wow, that's how it feels to be ravished! Hmmm I'm leaking again." She was nibbling and sticking her tongue in my ear but I was too drained to do anything. "Don't move!" She cautioned needlessly as she dashed off to the bathroom while I laid on the landing at the top of the stairs with a sticky puddle of our dripping cooling on my belly. She came back with a wide grin on her face, "I couldn't find a cloth so..." as she knelt and started lapping the come off my stomach. She had barely started on my pubic hair when my prick rose and threatened to take her eye out. She licked her way down it before sliding it inside her hot mouth. I pulled her over my face and started cleaning her out as well. With long slow strokes Nicole slipped her mouth up and down the full length of my cock. I started shaking again and I dropped my head back, too weak to do anything but grunt and hump myself into her face. She kept me deep in her mouth and massaged my balls. She hummed and squeezed the base of my cock and, without warning, I started shooting into her, bucking and screaming in my orgasm. She kept me in her, licking and sucking gently until I was completed wilted and empty. "And that's MY memento for the most wonderful week." She said as she shoved me in her shower. We arranged for me to drop by the next day and she gave me a tired wave and a smile as I drove off in the BMW. I called from the car and she answered on the first ring. "Hi... Amanda?" "Hi... oh god, I'm shaking... I miss you already!" "I miss you too, and thank you for a wonderful week." "You know - that was the most incredible thing you did. Mom and Dad hadn't stopped talking about you!" "Good or bad?" "I think they're already planning our wedding... With a shotgun if necessary!" "Oh..." "James - if I could love you any more, I would, but you already own every part of me. It was the sweetest and bravest thing anyone's ever done for me... I love so you so very much..." "I love you..." "When can I see you again? Are you planning to take me out?" "How about next Saturday?" "Oh good. Can you pick me up early?" "How early?" "Like 12am?" She giggled. "Maybe a little later, then we can go on a picnic." "That will be good... I can get the food." "I'll get the drinks and pick you up at ten, then." "Are you going to call me again?" "I don't know..." "I can't sit by the phone and wait for your email at the same time, you know." "OK - I'll call you at 6:30 when I can." "I can live with that, I suppose... I miss you so much!" "I miss you too. Uh, I gotta go, I'm home!" "Call me tomorrow, if you can... James, I love you." "Love you... Sleep tight, my Mandie Chip." Dinner was great, Mom had pot roast with all the trimmings and afterwards Dad took pictures of me and my medal. There were even a couple of calls from local newspapers asking for an interview. Jules called and invited me over. Her whole family was waiting by the porch. I was hugged by everyone and they ooh'd and aah'd over the medal. Jules dragged me to the back of the house where she leaned into me and kissed me passionately. "Oh, I missed you so much... And I'm so proud of you!" We held each other as I squeezed the warm flesh inside her tight jeans. "Did you have a good time with Nicole and Amanda?" "Yeah, but it was sad to say goodbye to Amanda." "Must be hard to be by herself. When you're not around, I've still got Bren and Sara... Maybe I can call her and cheer her up." "That would be a great idea," I said. "Are the girls coming over for 'homework' tonight?" "No - we have to go to look for a dress again tomorrow so we REALLY have to do homework tonight! Oh, before you go, can you invite Celeste for a ride? She's dying to go in the BMW but she's too shy to ask..." "OK, we'll ask her - but first, I want to talk to you about something..." I had thought about what I needed to do to look after Nicole's shares and I had arranged with Mom and Dad to stay over at Nicole's after school. I told Jules to tell her parents that she has a parttime job working with me at JamPC Holdings every Tuesday and Thursday. Her eyes lit up and we went inside. Jules dragged Celeste out and said, "Take my sister for a ride. I've got to talk to Mom and Dad. Don't come back for an hour!" I took the top down, even though it was not that warm but Celeste seemed to enjoy it. I took us up the back road up the hill and she laughed as her blond hair streamed back. I pulled up at the bluff. "How are you doing?" "Great! This is a fun car!" "Yeah, I have to return it tomorrow, unfortunately... Listen, Celeste, you know I care a lot for Jules, right?" "Yeah, I guess so." "And you know, like, we're having sex, right?" "Yeah, it was very obvious." "I mean to say that I won't do anything to hurt her..." "Uh... Are you guys protected?" I told her about making Jules buy me the carton of Trojans. Celeste giggled, "You shouldn't have, that was so mean!" "But it made it clear to her that it's both our responsibilities. Although, the time you heard us at home, we'd both forgotten about it." "But nothing happened, right?" "Yeah, lucky for us... So now she's 100% protected." "She's on the pill?" "No, something better." So I told her about the implant. "That's good to know. I thought about it after our talk last time and I guess I was feeling very left out. It's like Jules always had everything! I was in such a state when Mark asked her out - I mean we're in the same grade and he had the nerve to ask my SISTER out!" "Hey - what about me? For 2 weeks I went around ripping people's arms out of their socket! How d'ya think I got into the finals?" She laughed, "You shoulda ripped HIS arms out! All eight of them! I swear, when I went out with him, that's what it felt like!" "You went out with him?" "Yeah, in our Junior year, he asked me out and I guess I was blinded by his looks and his money... It wasn't a nice experience." "Did anything happen? Did he hurt you?" "Nothing physical, but he made me feel cheap. Like I was nothing but a toy for him to play with." "I'm sorry, you're too nice to have this happen to you. You got over that, right?" "Not really - I haven't dated anyone after that..." "That's terrible!" Celeste nodded. I got out of the car. "C'mon, let's go for a walk. And I can be your date." I offered my arm and she took it. We walked a bit along the path. "You know, someone once told me that we all have a romantic dream. And much of it has to do with having somebody you can trust, and knowing, deep down inside, that that person will never betray your trust." I stopped and looked at her, "Celeste, if you let me, I can be that person for you." I held her elbows and kissed her on the cheek. "What about Jules... Don't you love her?" "I do - we will tell her if you decide that I can be your friend. But it will not change how Jules and I feel about each other. It's all a matter of trust, Celeste." Slowly she put her arms around me and held me for a long time. As we walked back to the car, she looked at me and said, "I will think on what you said, but thank you for a lovely date." She was laughing and smiling all the way home. We pulled up in front of her house and she put her hand over mine on the gearshift. She leaned over and kissed me on the side of my mouth. She giggled, "I don't even know how to kiss any more..." I held her face and kissed her gently, just light, butterfly touches but I could feel our hearts pounding. I felt her tongue probe against mine and we gently let them touch and dance on each other. When we pulled back, her eyes were shining and she was breathing hard. "Thank you for a GREAT date, James. I think I'm beginning to learn about trust. Please don't rush me..." "Take your time. I will always be there for you." We chatted outside until Jules joined us. "James, they said it's OK as long as my grades don't slip. How much are you paying me?" "We can go with, say $10 an hours plus commission, which means you'll be making some serious money. Provided you do your job well of course." "Am I required to suck up to my boss, and sit on his knee or something?" "Or something..." "Ugh, you guys are gonna get obscene again, aren't you?" Celeste grinned and went inside. "Did you see that? Celeste smiled, at us!" "We had a talk..." Jules grabbed my hand and pulled me to the back. She pulled my arms around her neck and said, "You're supposed to give your new employee an orientation so she knows what to expect..." and kissed me as she pulled me against her groin. She sniffed me. "Is that Celeste's perfume?" I smiled and said, "Just a little kiss." and buffed my nails on my lapel. "I can't believe you kissed the Ice Maiden!" "She said she hadn't been kissed for a long time. Keep it between us for now, but she's had a bad experience with a boy once and..." "...and Mr James Mitchell goes to the rescue... Or is it Mr. MM?" I had to take her hand off my crotch. "No, definitely not Mr. MM, - it'll take some time for her to get over it." "Hmmmm, I wonder if she's had her cunt nuzzled..." "Stay away from her! She doesn't need to be molested by her own sister on top of everything else!" "Yes boss! I wouldn't dream of depriving you of your conquest!" Her eyes got dreamy, "Hmmm, but there's nothing wrong with a sisterly heart-to-heart, is there?" "Just behave yourself. Think like you've just come back from a date with Mark." She shuddered against me, "Oh gross. You sure know how to turn a girl off..." She snuggled into my neck, "Every time I think about it I get the shakes, knowing how close I came to losing you..." She kissed me and held my face, "I love you James, and I never, ever want to lose you." We kissed softly as she ran her hands over my back. "Do you think we can sneak you up to my room so that I can properly show my appreciation?" "Not a chance. But Tuesday, I'll pick you up after school and we'll have you working under me in no time!" "And maybe we can learn some more about atoms?" "What a smashing idea!" Part IV. Interlude. Chapter 13 There were two identically miniskirted blonds waiting for me the next morning. Jules climbed in the back and Celeste got in carefully, tugging her short skirt down awkwardly. "Wait, Celeste has something to show you..." Jules grinned as she leaned over my seat. Celeste fidgeted and tugged her skirt, refusing to look at either of us. "Celeste..." "OK, OK." She leaned forward and pecked me on the lips. "No, no, no, that's not it! Do it again, like we practiced!" Jules was bouncing up and down, frustrated at her very slow pupil. Slowly, Celeste touched her lips to mine, and as I returned her kiss, her hands started caressing my face. She turned her head slightly and our lips nestled together. The pounding in my head grew as she tasted me with her soft tongue, inviting me to do the same. Our breaths became gasps as we pushed ourselves tightly together in an all out slobber fest. Celeste's hands were tearing my hair painfully as Jules pried us apart, "No, no, no, that's not how she's supposed to do it either!" "What's wrong with that? It felt fine with me!" "She's supposed to stop before she got to the last part!" JulieAnn cried in dismay. "That's because she had such a great teacher, you should be proud!" I kissed Jules on the nose and slowly she relented. "How are you?" I asked Celeste, who was slumped in her seat, eyes shining. She was playing with her skirt, which had ridden up her thighs, showing a nice view of her panties. With a wet patch. "Fantastic!" She smiled shyly. "Ingrate!" Mumbled Jules. "Jules said if I didn't improve my kissing a lot you won't be interested in me. So she offered to teach me..." Celeste blushed as JulieAnn giggled delightedly and nibbled on my ear. "It took me till midnight before she'd even let me start! Not one of my more satisfying students, I want you to know." Jules lamented, chewing on my earlobe, "I slaved at it until it was daylight outside." and rubbed my hand over her boob in anguish. "What else did she offer to teach you?" I was almost afraid to ask. Jules giggled, pushed her tongue in my ear, and jabbed my hand with her suddenly hard nipple. "She told me I was too small d-down there and I wouldn't be able to take you..." I looked at my sweetheart as she grinned ghoulishly. "So tonight I have to let her n-n-nuzz..." "Jules, you're such a liar! Celeste, you don't have to listen to her. I told her not to pressure you!" "I don't mind, honest! But Jules said I have to say the whole name each time." Celeste took a deep breath, "Tonight she's going to nuzzle my cunt." She finished proudly. I looked at Jules, not believing the evil I had created. She rubbed herself over my hand and beamed. "Aren't you PROUD of me?" There was a crowd waiting at school again, but this time, strangely enough, it appeared to be for me. Coach Wilson and Principal Hardie gave short speeches and shook my hand. I took the opportunity to ask for time off for afternoon trainings the 3 weeks until the Nationals and they readily agreed. Then, with my three lovely conspirators standing behind me, my devoted fans, now some 20 strong, dressed in the now de rigueur white minis lined up and congratulated me with warm kisses. I was seeing stars and had to be supported bodily when finally, as the newest member of my fan club, Celeste came up. Then, in front of the entire school, she carefully wrapped herself around me and leisurely finished the kiss she had started in the car. "Upstairs!" I followed her voice to find my beautiful vixen stretched out in bed. Completely naked and exposed. "Are you going to stand there and stare or are you going to participate?" Despite a big breakfast, I was famished by the time she let me out of bed. My knees buckled and I could barely get my shoes on. At the restaurant, Anton looked sympathetically at me and suggested the 16-oz prime rib. Nicole told him to make it a 24-ouncer, noting that, indeed, I was practically skin and bones. "Today, my lovely knight, we are getting you a new steed, the kind with four wheels." She smiled endearingly. "Are you doing it because you're worried I'd wreck your car?" "I thought all men want a loud snarling muscle car to go with their macho image?" "No, I like mine smooth and sleek with the muscle underneath. Sort of like someone I'm with right now..." She smiled and held my hand. "And I happen to like your car a lot." "Are you sure you want my old car?" "Nicole, it reminds me of you. And we did so much in it..." "Oh, you're such a wonderful, romantic man!" She clutched my hand and dabbed her eyes. "Wait, listen. Nicole, why don't you let ME buy you a car and you give me the other one?" Her nails dug into my palm and she looked misty-eyed at me. "Uh, as long as they'll take my credit card!" She nodded happily. "He's buying me a car." She crinkled at Anton as she dragged me away from my meal. We went to the dealership and we took a Z3 out for a spin. She drove us to a small back street and parked. Then she leaned over, pulled my cock out and started sucking. For 3 seconds. "Too tight." She complained as the gearshift and brake handle got in the way. I hastily repaired myself as she roared us back to the BMW dealer. The Corvette, the RX and the S2000 all flunked the test. By this time I was dreading the sight of any car dealerships. Finally she found a good fit with the Mercedes SL. Which was fortunate because I was at the brink of a breakdown. My hands shook, I drooled and mumbled and I had developed a nervous tic on my face. Equally fortunately, they had a white model in stock and I hastily scrawled my name on the invoice, marveling at the number of digits they can squeeze onto such a tiny piece of paper. She drove off merrily and I followed in the Bimmer, until, in her garage, she dreamily rocked on me while we christened her new car with our mingled juices. She was forced to alter my training since I had so callously upset the routine, so I found myself sitting at the computer and, while it booted, praying fervently that there was enough money left to pay for my recent indulgences. The cost of her car alone could have paid off the deficit for a number of third world countries. The investments had averaged a return of 15% with Jules's hunches responsible for much of that. I cashed some slow movers and transferred the amount to our bank account. I went downstairs and Nicole was directing the efforts of 2 boys from the grocery store. Now that she was fully clothed they were a lot less enthusiastic but everything got done in half the time. She grossly overtipped them, obviously feeling guilty about depriving them of their visual gratification. "How'd you know what to order?" "I took what we bought last time and multiplied it by 10." Which explained the sacks of salt and the gallon drums of ketchup in the hallway. My lovely darling could be dangerous with a credit card. I called and arranged to have the Store pick up the extras the next time they were up. She was feeling very contrite but I assured her there was nothing to worry about, as long as she humbled herself and showed the proper appreciation for my understanding. So humbly she led me to the gym and told me to get my sorry ass in gear. I pushed myself hard and Nicole stayed with me for a bit, then went and lounged in the whirlpool. We lazed around the swimming pool afterwards and I told her the arrangements I've made with Jules. "Why don't we have everyone over Thursday? Sort of a girls' day - with you as entertainment?" "And could you get Celeste an implant too?" Her brows quirked. "She's Jules' older sister and I think tonight she's going to have her cunt nuzzled..." "I think we had better start fattening you up!" We cooked and ate out on the deck and she helped me make the salad. It was a great meal but I could see how beat she was, so we cleaned up and I took her up to bed. "Sorry James, I'm really tired, it's been a busy week. Can we do it another day?" I held her and said, "Have I told you how much I love you and how happy you've made me?" "Yes, but tell me again..." as she kissed me tenderly. So I rocked her and whispered my love until she fell asleep. "Hi, Amanda?" "HI! I LOVE YOU!" She yelled into the phone. "I take it nobody's home?" "How'ja guess? They've gone out to get groceries. You wanna come over? We have 30 minutes!" "My god, you know how appealing that sounded? It was a nice thought though." "Maybe I could get another babysitting job... You know the girls called me just now? They're so sweet, they were afraid I was lonely. But I'm always lonely without you..." "Don't be, I think about you all the time." "Oh, you're sweet too. Can you do something nice for Sara? She misses you and she's not very strong yet..." "I know, she was kinda down today but she was trying to keep a cheery face. I was thinking of looking her up. "Like I said, be nice to her. I feel a lot for her, you know... We have a lot in common - including being hopelessly in love with you." "And she lets you rub her boobs." "That too... Anyways, how was your day?" I told her about the reception and the speeches in the morning. "That's nice of them, I'm so proud of you. You really did good. I love the way you twist them up and push their faces into the ground." There was obviously a side of my sweet lovable Chip I had not been exposed to. She went on to describe a few particularly gruesome moves she'd like me to incorporate. "Sorry, that's only allowed in the WWF!" She sighed, devastated her hero was not quite as bloodthirsty as she had hoped. "Yeah, I thought I'd seen that somewhere before. Are you sure the knuckle in the eye is illegal?" I hastened to inform her that EVERYTHING she had suggested was illegal, if not outright criminal. "Oh well, there goes my Saturday entertainment. Which, fortunately, has been replaced by YOU! And you'd better come through big time, buddy boy!" "I'll do my best..." "Listen, I'm going to get a roast chicken and I'll bake a cake for Saturday. Anything else you'd like?" "Just a sweet little morsel that I'm dying to eat up!" "Don't make any promises you can't keep!" She giggled. "And James, do you think we can have some champagne too?" "Hi, is Sara home?" She came bounding down the stairs, still in her white mini. "James!" "I thought you might want to go for an ice cream, just for an hour or so." "Can we go somewhere else? I don't feel like eating..." She said as we drove away. "Whatever you want, Sara." I squeezed her knee, "Happy one week anniversary!" "Ohhh, you remembered!" She wrapped herself around my arm and leaned her head on me. "It's hard to forget making love with somebody as sweet and as lovely as you. Actually, it's twice as hard..." She giggled. She hugged herself tighter to me, "Oh, James. I get so afraid sometimes. I thought after what we did, I'd be strong, but after a while, I don't feel confident any more." "You're doing fine. Remember what you said? You don't have to be anybody but yourself!" "Yeah, I know. But it's so much better knowing you're there beside me. I DO love you a lot!" "I love you and I love what I see in you... I look at you and I feel so proud. Can you even remember the Sara of 2 weeks ago?" "No... I HAVE changed haven't I? I guess I'm not so bad after all." At the lights I leaned over and kissed her. "No, not bad at all - you're a very lovely person: inside and out." "You're so nice to me, I can't help but love you... Oh, I talked to Amanda today. She's amazing, you know. She so small and young but she's so strong! I really admire her. And she knows so much about kissing and, about, you know... cocksucking." My cock twitched at the way she said it. She slid forward in her seat and pulled my hand up her leg as she started stroking my hair. "And she's told me a lot of things about it, but I haven't had a chance to try them out yet..." She looked at me and licked her lips. "If you are trying to seduce me, it's working." She laughed and slipped down and kissed my thigh. My hand had somehow landed on her breast. She hummed against my leg. "James, can we go somewhere and make out?" "Huh? And you're worried you don't feel confident?" She laughed, a throaty gurgle, "It only works when you're close to me. I feel I can do anything with you around!" She traced my cock inside my jeans and tickled the tip lightly until I was squirming against her. "Sara..." "Shhhh, I'm learning to be a cock tease." She giggled again. "Ugh, you're doing a great job. Can we go on to something else now?" "We can't do it until we're stopped." "I going as fast as I can. We'd both be toast if we get pulled over..." She laid her head on me and looked up, "James, what should I do if Simon wants to do things on Friday?" "Besides kissing you goodnight? You think he would?" "Probably not, but if he's nice to me, maybe I'd want to do something with him... Besides kissing." "That's your decision. You certainly have the choice. But I guess the rule, if there is one, is to give as much as you take." "You know I'm saying this because I'm with you, and you make me feel really comfortable about myself. But I'm glad we talked about it." She resumed her light tracing around my erection, "Are we THERE yet?" I started to kiss her and then she stopped me. "Get in the back. Amanda says I have to make sure we're comfortable first." I certainly couldn't argue with Amanda's logic there. She started wriggling out of her dress and I stopped my undressing to watch her. She blushed but continued, keeping her eyes on mine, her breasts shivered and swayed, their tips swollen and when she took her panties off, she was already glistening with her juices. "Do you know how sexy it makes me feel to have you look at me like this?" She whispered. "Take your clothes off..." And sat back to watch. She was right, the way her eyes lit up slowly with lust was electrifying. She put her hand on my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. It was soft, sweet and all Sara. She took it slow and it wasn't until her little tongue was in my mouth that she slipped over my straining cock and started rocking gently on me. She was hot, wet and so incredibly tight. She squeezed and excited my every nerve as she tenderly milked me with her little cunt. I caressed her breasts and ran my fingers over their smooth surfaces until I could stimulate their hard dark nipples. She leaned her head on my neck and gasped. I started shaking and her shudders grew with our lust. I caressed her smooth back, resisting the urge to force her down on me. She was only halfway down when she started moaning and shaking. She bit my lip and with a lurch I started coming as well. I grabbed her hips and moved her pelvis on me as she shook and grunted into my mouth. We stayed clasped in each others arms as we slowly came down, our tongues sliding around our mouths. She moaned softly as she stroked my hair and I held her breasts. "Lie down," she said as she rotated our bodies until I could lean down on the seat. She slipped off me and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she licked about my softening cock, using her hand to pull the skin back and darting her tongue in the folds and crevices. Her eyes were closed and she hummed as she licked my balls and slowly cleaned the liquid that had pooled on me. I started getting hard as soon as she put me back in her mouth. She pumped her mouth and sucked softly until I was fully erect. Then she pulled my skin down with her hands and started bobbing her mouth over the exposed top. I grunted my pleasure as she increased the speed and the pressure, her hand slipping down to stroke the shaft. It was too much, I humped my groin into her, groaning as I sprayed. She sucked and swallowed, then pumped me for more. She was red faced and breathing hard when I pulled her up and started kissing her. "That was amazing! You're amazing!" She smiled and snuggled on my chest, "I told you I could do anything when I'm with you... I really wanted to make you feel good - because I love you so much." I hugged her to me. "I love holding you and hearing your heart beat..." "Sara, love, I have to take you home. It's been almost 2 hours." "I know, James..." On the way back, I told Sara about Nicole's party on Thursday. "Can you help me with dinner?" "OK - let me get some ideas and we can go get the groceries. Ohh, that would be nice, Wednesday I have a free period and we can spend time together!" She snuggled on my arm. As we turned down her street, she said "I don't have any 'Monday' panties for you - you already have it." "Well, we'll just have to collect another day. No point in breaking the set. I guess this date doesn't count then!" She giggled. "But I still want you to have them, OK?" She started skinning them down, "It's kinda wet..." Chapter 14 "Don't come over this morning. Me and Celeste have died - too much N the C..." Jules groaned over the phone. I told her I'd look in later but she had already hung up. My next call was to a much better sounding Nicole. "Sorry about yesterday. Come over in the afternoon after you've picked Jules up." Having nothing better to do, I went to school. I called at noon but there was no answer at Jules's house, so I drove over and let myself in. They were both sleeping in Celeste's bed and JulieAnn was snoring delicately on top of her sister. Her nightie had ridden up to her little pussy so I leaned over and kissed it. It smelled nice so I decided to lick it a bit. "Hmmmm, Celeste, no more, I can't come any more... Celeste..." I licked her clit and she started moaning and squirming. Celeste's arm went around Jules and began tweaking a nipple. Jules' hand came down and pulled me tight against her hole. "Mmmmm, Celeste, can you see if it's James eating me? If it isn't, get ready to scream." She started shivering and pulled my hair tighter against her. "Ohh, on second thought, don't scream until I'm done, he's GOOD!" Jules shook for a minute, humped a bit more against me then released me, moaning shakily. Celeste opened a bleary eye and said, "Yeah, it's... Oh my god! He can see right up my, my..." "Your cunt, dear?" Jules smirked, "After last night, he can probably see your tonsils from there! But like you said, he's gonna take your cherry sooner or later, so why sweat it?" "That's NOT true, JulieAnn. I never said anything like that..." "Oh no? What about, 'Oh, I wish James was here, I want him in me SOOOO BAD!' or 'Can you put your finger in me and pretend you're James'?" "Liar! I never said that! It was you!" "Oh sorry, then you must have said, 'Oh Mark fuck me with your wimpy dick!'" Both of them burst out laughing, kicking their legs in their mirth. Now I really could see up Celeste's cunt. It was blond and dainty and it winked at me. I kissed it and Celeste froze, her laughter gurgling in her throat. "Oh jeez, oh lord..." It didn't sound like a "No" so I mouthed it some more. Her hand found my hair and yanked me up against her. She was sweet and tight and every bit as demanding as her sister. "Oh, ah, ah, oh god, oh god, it's so good..." "What did I tell you? He's the cunt nuzzling King!" Celeste was bouncing up and down, trying to jam more of her flesh in my mouth. Her fingers were tearing chunks of hair off my scalp and she almost threw Jules off the bed when she came. Jules hugged Celeste and they kissed, moaning softly as I slowly cleaned their little pussies. "Oh lordy, I've never felt anything as intense as that!" Celeste moaned. "Now you see why I have no choice but to stay with him, even though he's a brute and uses me mercilessly." "Mmmm, is he any good at other things?" "Besides fucking? Hmmmm... no... I can't think of anything. He also talks too much and has no staying power - 'Specially when he's getting a blow job, one suck and lookout!" The girls buried their heads and chortled, bouncing on the bed and waving their lovely pink slits at me. "Ahem, I was going to invite you ladies to lunch, but since you are otherwise occupied and I've just had a nibble or two, I will bid you good day!" They tackled me before I finished speaking. Celeste sat on my chest as Jules cuddled on my arm, kissing my ear and licking my neck. Celeste was looking intensely at me as she gripped my chest, then she said, "James, did you mean what you said the other night? Will you return my love and never, never betray my trust?" I took her hand, kissed her palm and held it against my face. I looked into her soft eyes, "I promise." "Now that you two are betrothed, when are you gonna perform the nuptials?" Jules asked eagerly as she leaned forward from the back seat. Celeste was dreamily leaning on my shoulder and digging her nails in my arm. "We've decided to keep ourselves pure and not succumb to the pleasures of the flesh until we have children." I explained. "But... but, how can you have children if you don't screw?" Jules was flabbergasted. "Well, we can adopt one, then we can screw like bunnies." Celeste reasoned. "No he said 'children', that means you'll have to adopt two! And he didn't say adopt either!" "Jules, listen..." They were arguing the merits of artificial insemination when Anton greeted us, "Monsieur, et Ma'amselles". He quirked an eyebrow at me. "I traded Madame in for two that's half her age." I told the girls this was Nicole's favorite restaurant and I would paddle their delectable behinds if they misbehaved. Jules stuck her tongue out at me but they settled down. I ordered a Porterhouse and they both had small steaks. They were most impressed when I ordered a bottle of wine and Anton did not bat an eyelash. They were equally impressed by how much it cost. "So Mom came rushing in 'cos Celeste was making such a racket." Jules giggled as she described their previous evening. "So I told her I was rubbing her tummy." "And 5 minutes later, Jules was having a tummy-ache and I was rubbing hers." Celeste grinned. Their eyes glowed from the memories and the wine. "And all night, we were having the WORST kind of nightmares! Screaming and everything!" "And Mom thought it was something we ate. She was ready to call the hospital when we finally fell asleep! I almost died, it felt so good!" She said dreamily. "And Celeste was calling your name all night." Celeste blushed and smiled at me. "I have to warn you James, I haven't had sex for sixteen years and I'm getting kinda desperate!" "No kidding, she's one horny slut, my lips are so sore!" "You're even worse!" Celeste looked at me, "She wanted me to stick my fingers in her butt!" "I just wanted you to touch it! You make it sound so gross!" "It IS gross! So who's the slut?" "Are both of you looking to get paddled?" "You wouldn't dare!" "Yeah, you and which army?" "I'll have to tell Nicole then." I said. They looked at me. "You wouldn't, would you?" Jules was very sweet all of a sudden. She hugged Celeste and said, "See? We're not fighting anymore, we're loving sisters," her voice dropped to a whisper, "And horny sluts." I hastily signaled for the check and Anton said, "On the tab, monsieur?". The girl's eyes were wide as saucers as I nodded and led the way out. "Oh, I know this place!" cried Jules. "Good, then you can help Celeste." Jules grabbed Celeste's arm and marched her up to the counter. "My sister wants to get birth control!" She informed the entire room. "I'm in here!" We followed her voice to find Nicole at her big desk surrounded by a four feet high wall of books. "I'm sorry, I had to catch up on my school work - I'm weeks behind already." Turned out Nicole had enrolled in a distant-learning Law Degree Program after quitting her teaching job and, because of our extra-curricular activities, had been falling behind in her goal: to finish a three year degree in one year. She was also cramming for a Paralegal Certification test in a week's time. Nicole gave Celeste a warm hug. "I understand you've been introduced to the cunt nuzzling experience?" Celeste blushed and nodded enthusiastically, "Jules and I did it all night and then James did me again..." She blushed some more and her eyes glinted. "In which case, I bid you welcome..." Nicole took Celeste's face and softly kissed her, as their kiss deepened, Celeste'd sagged in Nicole's embrace and her body started shaking. Amanda would have been proud of this student. "Wow," Jules and I murmured, unconsciously putting our arms around each other, our lips searching and locking in a lusty kiss. We were trying to remove each others clothing and kept getting tangled up, so I gave up and started fingering her. "Mmmph, mmmph" She grunted in time to my ministrations, her tongue thrashing in my mouth wildly. She gripped my neck fiercely, no longer interested in my clothes. Jules shook and came in a long moan, holding my hand against her crotch and softly rocking herself on it as she slowly came back down. Nicole, with a softly panting Celeste draped warmly on her, was watching with fire in her eyes. Celeste's hand was inside her thin silk gown, and I could see her fingers moving slowly over Nicole's hard nipple. Nicole reached out for Jules, "I believe Sir Knight will be otherwise occupied in the gym, so I shall entertain the ladies in my bed..." I finally got in the showers after a really exhaustive session. I was rinsing myself when Jules stepped in and hugged me. "I think you'll be pleased to know that we've made a bit of profit - thank god you didn't screw up too much yesterday!" She kissed me and started soaping me. "Oh, lookit Mr MM is awake again!" Which was not at all surprising since it was ALL she was soaping. She rinsed me off and carefully climbed on it. She had her arms and legs around me and was happily bouncing and humming. "Mmmm, I miss you, my big sweetheart!" She buried her face in my neck and started shaking. "I miss you LOTS! Ohhhhh, ohhhh... OHHHHHH!" She thrashed on me as I brushed my finger over her little bum and moved it around. She shook and moaned. "Don't... don't touch me anymore! I'm gonna fall!" She whimpered and shivered violently. Finally she climbed off me, gasping and hanging on me for balance. "Hey - what about me?" "What about you?" "I haven't finished yet!" "So? Oh, by the way, Celeste is waiting for you in the guestroom." She grinned and batted her lashes. "I'm supposed to take you there..." She was lying in bed with the blankets up to her neck. I sat beside her and softly caressed her cheeks. Her eyes closed and she moaned as she put her hand on my thigh. I ran my thumb along her lips and she kissed it, then her little tongue came out and licked me. Her hand touched my cock under my towel and she held me as I grew. Her other hand reached over and took my towel off and she watched herself jack me slowly. "James, get in bed with me, please." She nestled up to me as I put my arm around her and she resumed her slow caresses on my cock. She bent over me and took the tip into her mouth, her hand still moving rhythmically. I sighed contentedly and she looked up, smiled, and sank her hot mouth back on me. I caressed her smooth back and trailed my hand to her crack. Her soft pussy was already soaked and her mouth shook around my erection. She pumped her head, taking almost half of me inside, grunting as I fingered her hole. She started shaking and moaning. "Don't move!" She gasped as she straddled me and fit me in her tight vagina. She dropped down and I hit her hymen. She groaned and bit her lip as she tried to force me inside. She whimpered in pain and started shaking. "Celeste..." I said, "Don't..." "Just give me a sec, OK?" She was bathed in sweat and shivering. I laid her body on mine as she slowly slid up and down on me. I tenderly kissed her mouth and the tears that were running down her face. "James, help me please." "Celeste, you don't.." "Yes, I do. Help me!" I reached between our bodies and started rubbing her clit. Her grunts became moans and whimpers. She resumed her rocking and suddenly I was all the way inside her hot tight cunt. She screamed into her fist as she shook over me. "Oh, god it hurts, so big, hurts... so good..." She breathed as she shook and tried to move on me. Gradually she started making quick short strokes on me and I could feel myself building. I continued to run my finger on her clit as she slipped her body on me, slick with our sweat. She shook and moaned in pleasure and I forced our bodies together as I flexed and poured my seed in her. She fell limply on me and we held each other and shook for a long time. "Ow, it burns! You bastard, it hurts. Oh god it hurts! Ow, ow, ow, ow!" She gasped. I could only hold her and caress her hair. Gingerly she straightened her legs so that she could lie on top of me, my cock held tightly inside her tight sheath. "Oh, god you ripped me apart!" She dug her nails into my chest, then kissed me. I held her and stroked her sweat slicked hair and back. "I love you, you beautiful bastard..." She sobbed, then started squirming on me and I nestled in her incredible warmth. She raised her head and kissed me as she started moving again, lashing her tongue on me. Her cries became wilder as she ground herself on me, shaking and clamping down on me. She gasped and shook on me as she came down. She laid on me, shivering delicately as I stayed trapped between her thighs. She took my hand, kissed the palm and held it to her face, "My lover... My sweet lover..." I waved as Jules stuck her head around the door. Celeste could only manage a feeble moan. "Are you OK?" "I can't walk any more! The bastard's ruined me for life!" She pinched me. "Does that mean you're done with him?" "Hell no! He has to stay with me forever and carry me around!" Celeste started nibbling my neck. Jules came over and kissed us. "Oh - you got Celeste's blood all over you!" She returned with a cloth and started wiping us. Then she showed us a pink-tinged spot. "That's it? It doesn't even look like blood! That's all I have to show for being ripped apart by the bastard? I'm probably hemorrhaging inside." "Yeah right, get off him and we'll see!" "No - I feel much better now!" "See what I mean? What a slut!" "Hmmm, and I'm horny again!" She tried slipping up and down on me again. "Ohhh, it feels so... Ow... good..." "At least have the decency not to broadcast it around... James, gimme you hand," and promptly stuck it in her wet cunt, rocking slowly. A bit later, Nicole looked in, "Not done yet?" "Hmm, we had the soup and the main course, now I'm on dessert!" "She's had 4 or five helpings of dessert already!" Jules rocked on my hand indignantly. "Small enough compensation for letting him tear me apart!" "Finish your dessert - we have to get some real food." Nicole kissed Celeste and caressed my face. We exchanged a smile and I brushed her soft full breasts. "I can't come with all of you watching!" "Oh goody, we can go now!" "No - please, just give me five more minutes with him..." "I doubt he can last that long..." They were still laughing as they left arm in arm. Twenty minutes later, leaving a perfectly satisfied young lady asleep in bed, I wandered out. I took a few slabs of sirloin out to defrost in the microwave and went looking for the girls. They were nestled against each other on the chair at the old computer as Jules helped Nicole get stuff off the Web. "We have a sleeping beauty down the hall. I'll cook for you..." Nicole rolled her eyes, "Oh no, not BBQ again!" I didn't think she would catch on so quickly. "Jules, we'd better get our clothes on - looks like we'll be eating out after all!" Fortunately, for just this contingency, I had lifted a couple of recipes off my Mom's cookbooks that could make use of the stuff we had ordered from the store. "Oh, ladies, I am wounded to the quick! I will turn your pretty heads with my rare culinary talents yet!" VERY rare, I added mentally. "I've been eating too much lately, maybe fasting is not such a bad idea." Jules lamented, so I hastened to make sure there was no excess fat on her body. On EVERY part of her body. And I checked Nicole too just to be safe. In ten minutes their chair was close to collapsing and I had teethmarks along my arms. I sat at their feet as we collected ourselves. "Nicole, why don't we put a computer in your study?" "She needs the Internet, James." "Shouldn't be a problem. We can use this as a server and network a machine downstairs. We'll need a faster one to do our trading on anyways." The girls looked at each other. "He can cook and is a computer genius as well?" "And a stud muffin to boot!" "If only he had more staying power..." "Move over, ladies. We have purchases to make." They perched on my knees and rubbed themselves on me as I spent more of Jules' profits on a couple of gigahertz machines and a laptop, along with the Bluetooth hardware for them and a laser for Nicole's office. "Nicole... Can I use the gym too? I've really been eating too much lately and, to be honest, I want to look like you..." "Oh no, not another muscle-bound amazon to beat me up!" and I WAS soundly beat up after that. Nicole left to show Jules the gym and I made a quick call to Amanda. "Hi Amanda." "Hi," In a whisper, "I love you!" "I love you, sweetheart." "Ooooh, that gives me goosebumps! Say it again!" "It." "Huh? Oh, you're so mean!" "Sweetheart." "Oooh, I'm shaking again. And my nipples are SO hard!" "I hope your parents are not standing there..." She giggled. "You know my friend Sherri's brother goes to your school, and she says you've screwed every girl there, including teachers!" "Well, I'm not one to brag, but..." "Wow. I'm impressed. So you're starting with my school now?" "Heh, yep. Starting with the smartest, cutest little girl." "Oh, you're such a sweetheart yourself... I miss you so much. I'm practically begging people for babysitting jobs!" "Don't worry, it'll be Saturday before you know it." "Where are we going?" "It will be outdoors, that's all I'm saying." "Are we going camping? I've never made love in a tent before!" "You haven't made love in very many places, dear. One, to be precise." "You WILL fix that, won't you?" "Scout's honor. If the time and the place is right..." "I'll hold you to that!" "I'll call you tomorrow, OK? I'm cooking dinner..." "OK - but say it again." "Goodnight sweetheart. I love you." I diced the steaks and browned it in a pan, adding the vegetable as it cooked. I ruined about 5lbs of greens before I realized all they needed was a minute or they'd turn an ugly pulpy mess. The crowning touch was the half bottle of Nicole's hundred dollar Claret. "Hmmm, what smells good?" Celeste padded in, naked and looking well fucked. "Why are you looking at me like that? Pervert!" and draped herself on me, fastening her lips on mine and her hand on my cock. "Go get Nicole and Jules for dinner." I gasped out, before she could add my cream sauce to the meal. We finished the ragout, salad, 4 sticks of French bread and 2 bottles of wine. "That was a great meal, James. I am so amazed." Celeste murmured against my ear as we lolled around the living room, the dishwasher humming serenely in the background. "Yes James, I want to apologize for ever doubting your cooking abilities." Nicole said from somewhere on my chest. Then she replaced her hand on my cock with her lips and began apologizing. Profusely. Which I accepted. Profusely. Chapter 15 "You got my note?" Sara beamed at me. In the morning, there had been a piece of paper stuck in my locker: "Wait for me at noon." and it was signed "Monday". "Ms Monday, I presume?" She smiled and hugged my arm. "I got HomeEc off and then I have a free period." She nestled against me as we drove off. "I'd like to look in on Nicole, maybe we can have lunch with her." "Do you think maybe we should pick up some food first?" She was buried in her books again, and looked up groggily as we walked in. "Are you ready for some lunch?" I asked as we hugged. "I don't want to go out. And all I can cook is..." "Spaghetti!" We said together. As we ate the soup and sandwiches we had picked up, Sara was looking over Nicole's shoulders at her notes. "Dad's always wanted a son to join him at the law firm. I think he's kinda disappointed I don't have the killer instinct to try it myself." "Not all lawyers are in litigation, which is the vicious part of the business, although that's the first thing people think of. In fact arbitration lawyers are just the opposite; they try to PREVENT things from getting ugly, plus there're lots of other areas where lawyers are needed, like wills and contracts. So you don't have to be nasty and hurt people to be a good lawyer, and you're certainly smart enough to be one!" Nicole drew Sara to her, "In fact, I think the world needs another sweet and lovely lawyer like you..." "...and like you..." Sara murmured against Nicole's neck. Nicole kissed Sara on the cheek and said, "My knight, why don't you take Sara upstairs and I'll come and join you after I'm done with this...." I hugged Sara to me and her arms clinched me tightly. She was already moaning when I kissed her ear and nibbled her lobes. She shivered as I trailed my lips down her neck, easing the zip down the back of her dress and she helped me remove it. I nursed on her dark nipples as she pulled me tight against her, moaning lightly. I laid her on the bed and slipped her panties down and kissed her sweet little cunt. She wound her hand in my hair and groaned and gasped in pleasure. Tenderly I tongued her clit to firmness and lapped her thin moisture soaked pussy lips. She moaned and shook in release and I tasted her delicate nectar. Sara pulled me against her as her breathing slowed down, stroking my hair. I shrugged out of my shirt and kicked off my pants as I caressed my way up her body until I could kiss her. "Oh, James..." She moaned as I entered her hot, tight channel. She clamped her legs around me and started shaking again. "Oh, ohhh..." she breathed. She was fantastically tight and I rocked with her with short, gentle strokes, easing my way inside her. She shook deliciously around my cock as she went from one climax to the next. She hands stroked my hair and kissed my neck as she undulated beneath me. Suddenly she pulled hard on me and I was surrounded by her incredibly hot and incredibly tight sex. I yelled and shook as I flexed and pumped my burning seed into her. Her face was bright red, still clutching me to her. "Oh James, oh.." She moaned hoarsely. Incredibly, I was still hard and I was shaking with lust, I started slamming in her, her narrow channel tantalizing my nerves. I held her hips and plowed into her as I groaned and shot another burning load of sperm. We were gasping and covered with sweat as I flipped us over. She started squirming on me, moaning softly. "Oh god, Sara. You are incredible. I've never come like this." She clung to me, still shaking and kissed me softly. "I'm glad... It was fantastic for me as well..." She kissed my eyes, my lips. "Oh James, I love you. You make me feel so good." We cuddled and kissed for a bit, then slept. She was still asleep when I woke. Quietly, without disturbing her, I got out of bed and went downstairs. Nicole was still eyeballs deep in her books. "I can't stop now, otherwise I won't be able to have any fun tomorrow." Her hand drifted down to my ass as she tasted Sara off my lips. "Hmmm, getting flabby, are we?" "Yes, ma'am. Right away Ma'am!" I went downstairs to the gym. Sara joined me halfway through my session. She watched me then asked to work out with me. I put her on a light bicycle and rowing routine with a little bit of treadmill. "Don't stress yourself, but work enough to have to breathe hard and sweat." "Like sex?" She smiled, a sunny, angelic smile. "Yeah, and like sex, there's some discomfort before the good happens." I thought Sara had wanted to exercise just to keep me company but soon it was apparent she was getting into it seriously. "That's enough now. Start with twenty minutes and add five minutes each time. Drink lots of fluids and I'll give you a rub down after I'm finished." "James, does it matter what kind of fluids I drink?" Her gaze drifted down my body. "Yes, water or watered down juice first - lot's of it. Then we may add some flavor later..." I grinned back. I joined her in the hottub and we discussed the menu for tomorrow. She wanted to go all out and prepared a full sit down dinner and I heartily agreed. I laid her down on the massage table and started on her arms, working my way down to her fingers then back up again. I kneaded her neck and her shoulders, and gradually moved down her back. She was moaning and squirming as I caressed her tight ass. I started on her thighs. "James... Please..." "Touch yourself." She reached down and rubbed her clit and inserted a finger. "Oh, I'm sore!" Her finger went back to her clit, rolling it and around it. I did her calves and her feet, I was kissing her pink toes when they curled up and she shook in a gentle climax. "Turn over." I went back up to her smooth thighs and started kissing them. Her hands went back on her little clit. She was shivering. "James, please touch me." Her fingers parted her sex for me as I leaned in with my tongue. "Oh, so good... So good..." I licked around her and probed inside a little. I could taste her and it was a heady perfume. I reached and ran my hands over her breasts. She arched under me and her hand caressed my hair. "Oh god, so good, my love... So good." She breathed and shook and held me to her fragrace. I took us into the showers as she hung on me as I washed our bodies. Then we went upstairs to order groceries. Nicole was still studying so I suggested a break and dinner. I went to get the food ready as Sara was curling herself on Nicole's lap, clinging on her neck and kissing her. As we were eating, the groceries arrived. The two boys had a tough time deciding which of the girls to ogle. Sara had put on her white toga but it was painfully clear to them neither ladies wore anything underneath. I went out to call Amanda and, when I returned, fifteen minutes later, they were still panting and staring, which Sara was enjoying entirely too much. Her face was flushed, her nipples made huge dents on the dress and she gave them lots of chances to look up her leg. Nicole returned to her study and I sent Sara to get dressed. I gave them a five dollar tip which was too much considering the entertainment they were treated to, but they got all the boxes and cartons that Nicole had overordered back without a fuss. "James, thank you for loving me..." Sara said against me as we drove her home. "Don't say anything yet, let me finish. All my life, I've always felt an outsider, always the odd man out; even with my family, my friends... But with you, I am a real person. Somehow life means more when I'm next to you, it helps me realize who I am." "And the world is waiting for you, holding its breath." "And I think I may be ready for it. As long as I know you're there..." "I will always be there; you're my Little Sara, aren't you?." She bit my shoulder gently. "My dearest lover. I'll always be yours." She sighed and shrugged out of her "Wednesday" panties. Dinner was just being served so I sat and had another meal, Mom was happy I ate home, since she really did not trust anybody else's cooking and she could always make me do the dishes. I had just dumped out my school books on my desk when there came a knock on my door. "Hi, er, Jules... Celeste..." They came inside and Erin stood at the door. "Thank you, Erin." Jules said, but Erin stood and held out her hand. Grudgingly, Jules handed her a bill. "I promised her a five if she'd warn us if your parents are coming upstairs." She had nerve, this one, "What do you think you'd be doing in here that you need my sister as a lookout?" She looked at me like I was retarded, "Pretty much anything we want. Everybody knows you have no willpower when it comes to sex." "I have plenty of willpower. I..." A pair of arms hugged my shoulders and Celeste started licking my neck. "Sara called and said she didn't have a chance to get you off just now and she BEGGED us to help you out. Our poor baby." And proceeded to rain kisses on my face and lips. Knowing her strength was no match for mine, I let her waste her time, although it did feel fairly good, her soft touches tingling along my flesh. She slipped her sweet lips over mine and sucked my tongue into her mouth, her hands running themselves over my chest. I was about to tell her to stop the charade when something bumped me in the stomach. With a flash of insight, I realized it was Jules' head, and with that, I also realized that she had my now pounding cock in her throat as well. "Ah, ah. M-must be s-strong. M-must f-fight." I gurgled into Celeste's breast, which had somehow found its way out of her dress, the hard nipple fastening itself on my tongue by some unknown force. I raised my hands to fend her off but they had become entangled in her skirt. My mind quickly ascertained that she wasn't wearing any panties by the ease my hand located her hot sex. Some fluid seem to be running out so I plugged it with a finger. Jules hissed something about going on the bed and, ever the gentleman, I proceeded to lie down. A pleasantly hot and moist sheath nestled its way down my groin and I moaned my appreciation. It came out a bit muffled because a sweet tasting and dripping object was covering my mouth. "Lick it, baby, Lick it." Came from far away and so I did. I didn't know how long I did this, but suddenly, I started shaking and a most lovely feeling came over me and I started bucking my hips. A boiling hot stream of pleasure forced its way out of my balls and I heard screams. Jules fell down beside me shuddering and moaning, "Oh god, I'm dead, he fucked me to death!" Over and over. Celeste was sprawled over my pumping cock, trying to catch every bit of my spray in her mouth, her quivering snatch still nestled on my lips. There was frantic banging on the door, "Quick, Mom's coming to see what the screaming was all about!" By the time Mom looked in, I had a blanket over me and the girls were sitting at my desk looking innocently at my text books. "Hi, Mrs Mitchell, me and Celeste just wanted to see of we can swap some textbooks with James for next semester, and my sister bumped herself." Celeste's hand was over her head, not quite covering a large splotch of sperm dripping from her hair. Saying they will take care of it at home, Jules hurried out, Celeste mumbling her goodbyes, her mouth full. "Ta ta, come again soon!" I said brightly. Chapter 16 The girls were uncharacteristically quiet the next morning but took turns kissing me softly before getting in. "I hope you had a good time last night, James." Jules leaned her head on my chest and started running her hands over me. "Can you talk to Celeste..." "Yes James, we're sorry if we were too pushy..." Celeste breathed in my ear. "I'm just so horny for you all the time, and can you talk to..." "But we'll make it up to you,..." "And you'll never get mad at us ever again, but please, tell Celeste..." "You'll be amazed how sorry we can be..." "They have to invent a new word for our kind of sorry, but..." "Yeah, like we'll be so good to you..." "Celeste, stoppit! James, talk to her!" Jules had one hand in my hair and the other threatening my balls. "Er, hello Celeste." Celeste giggled and leaned over to nibble my ear. "NO, not like that! Tell her to..." Jules voice faded out as she dug her nails into my thigh. "To what?" I wheezed out. "To nuzzle my cunt..." Jules was panting and tearing at my flesh. "Huh?" "She said we should be punished and so we cannot nuzzle cunts until you forgive us." Jules was making blood blisters on me as Celeste bit my neck and added her nails to my shoulders. "But James, you're not there all the time and she IS! And she's getting so good at it too!" Jules wailed, punctuating her sentence with deep gouges in my leg. "Not until James forgives us, right James?" Celeste replied, and bit me where her nails had just ripped a hole. "Arrr, I forgive you! You can nuzzle cunts!" I screamed. "Oh, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou..." Jules was beside herself with relief, and started kissing the welts she had left on me, pulling my zip down to stick her face inside. Celeste was leaning over my shoulder, watching intently as she chewed my ear. "Stop, stop! I'm gonna crash!" I had to tear her face off me as she dribbled spit all over my pants. "Did you see that? I apologize and he pushes me away. How mean is that?!" Celeste helped Jules get into the back with her, "There, there, don't worry 'bout it dear, some people are just sore winners... here, let me make you feel better...." The house was dark and she was asleep, tiny and delicate in her large bed. I stripped and climbed in and she nestled closely against me. I held her and listened to her soft breathing and our hearts beating. She caressed my chest and murmured, "What a glorious way to wake up!" and gave me a soft kiss. "Did you work late?" "Mmmm, more like early." "Sleep some more. I'll stay with you." "OK - just one thing first..." Her hand reached for me and stroked it until I was hard. She rolled over my body and slipped me inside her. "Oh god, I missed you, my lovely knight." and started shaking and moaning as she shimmied her suddenly sweaty body over me. In moments she had given herself a shivering climax and promptly fell asleep. I caressed her sleek back and kissed her hair. Finally the throbbing in my cock slowed enough and I slept. I could feel Nicole's hair across my stomach, her hand stroking my shaft as she ran her tongue around the top. She slipped me inside her warm mouth as I started growing. She sucked gently as her hand continued their soft tingly caresses. I was hard and pulsing and I urged her on her back. "No, my Knight, let me pleasure you this way." As she returned me to her mouth. For a long time she jacked me softly, just nursing the tip and sucking gently. I was shaking and moaning, squirming my hips trying to drive more of myself in her. Slowly, she took me deeper, until I was lodged at her throat and I rasped out in pleasure, my hips lifted themselves off the bed as I lunged myself into her, forcing her lips against my groin. There was no holding back as I yelled and poured my seed into her. She slipped out part way and continued to lick and swallow my come while my shaking slowed, became shivers and finally stilled. I was completely spent and withered before she raised herself up and held me. We shared a languorous kiss and she rested her head on my chest. "You have given me such joy. Thank you, my Knight." She whispered and we kissed some more. I asked her if I could stay overnight because Jules and the girls would be busy getting ready for the dance and wanted me out of the way. "Why do you have to ask?" Nicole kissed me. "Because I don't want to disturb your studies." "I'm almost there now, another two days and I'm back on schedule. Just don't keep me up too late..." We went downstairs and had soup and sandwiches before she showed me the cartons that had been delivered that morning. They were the computers we had ordered. I urged Nicole to take another nap and got to work. I installed a firewall-proxy in the old machine and hooked it up to the wireless hub. The room was centrally located so that would give me good coverage. Things went very well because I had the laptop to try things out and most of the software had already been installed at the factory. By the time I finished my workout and got dressed to pick up the girls, Nicole was sitting in bed, happily surfing the web on the laptop. I spoke to the girls during the drive. "I don't know about you guys but I'm way behind in my schoolwork. My grades are really gonna suck if I don't start studying for exams and handing in homework." There was nods all around. "So we'll have to make sure we make time to do schoolwork first." I told them about the computers and the Internet, "so can use it for looking things up - and we can always get more machines if it works out." I got them to agree that they will study and exercise for a total of an hour and a half before we can start having fun. Celeste surprised me by saying that she was applying for architecture at university next year, I had thought she was going to pursue a music career. "You should talk to Nicole - she'll be able to advise you about education and career paths." Nicole was still sleeping when we got in. I set up the big rec room next to the gym as a study hall, moving one computer and the laptop there. We each had our own card table and shared the computers. The girls laid out fruits and drinks on the wet bar and we settled in. Occasionally, someone would go out and work on the lifecycle or rower and, ten or so minutes later, I'd get a sloppy kiss from a sweaty, smelly and perfectly sexy young lady. Jules also squeezed in time to check on the shares and seemed satisfied with their results. We also placed an order for more computer equipment. I yawned and stretched, finally done with the week of homework I'd neglected. "All done?" Brenda asked, hugging me gently from behind. "Mmmm, at least I can show my face in class again!" "Do you want a break?" and started massaging my shoulders. "Where are the others?" "They're upstairs getting dinner." "And you..." "I'm your break." She grinned and led me to the gym where she had laid out a foam mattress. She put her arms around my neck and started rubbing her breast and hard nipples against me. She closed her eyes and grunted softly. We shared a kiss, our tongues entangling as I ran my hands over her body and she pulled me tight against hers. She broke the kiss. Her eyes were wild, her nipples thick and dark as she went to her knees and softly kissed me. "Do you want to come in my mouth?" She looked up, hands moving on me. "Just lick it a bit." She lowered her head and slid her tongue around me, then slowly, she allowed me to push into her mouth. "Hmmm, take it deeper." She was still trying valiantly to take me completely when I said, "Lie down..." She laid back, arms and legs apart, eyes smoldering, waiting for me. I lowered myself on her. Despite being running wet, Brenda was very tight, so I entered her delightfully hot hole slowly, enjoying the pressure and the warmth. She moaned each time I nudged myself deeper. Then she grasped my hair and started rocking under me. "James, you don't have to be so gentle, it doesn't hurt anymore." Gradually I increased my pace and she thrashed below me, flinging her red curls madly. "Uh, uh, so good, James, oh, so good..." She shuddered and grasped me with arms and legs, nibbling my jaw. Her moans went on for a long time. "Oh, so... so full..." She shivered around my cock. I wrapped my arms around her back and ass and started fucking into her again. "So good, mmmm, so good... Oh, I love you... Ohhh, Ohhh, my god, ahh... I'm coming again!" She gasped as I started flexing and pouring my come into her. After a while, I flipped her on top and she laid there, hands on my hair and mumbling happily against my collar. "James, I've never felt anything like this with anyone. You've made me feel so good and..." She squirmed around and started cleaning our come off my prick. "Mmmm, I just love you so much." "Hi, dears..." She greeted us as we tiptoed in the room. I climbed into bed and shared a kiss with Nicole. "I'll leave you guys alone." Brenda started to turn away. "No, stay." we both said and I waved her in the other side of the bed. Nicole kissed me and turned to give Brenda a warm, soft kiss. "Hmmm, I taste the stud..." Nicole said, and started sucking and tonguing her. I began to kiss Nicole's boobs and nibble on her nipples. I kept bumping into Brenda's hard tips so I gave her some attention as well. Pretty soon both of them were grunting into each other and they grabbed my hair and shoved my face southwards. I latched on to Nicole's blond muff and carefully cleaned her. She started shaking as I kissed and licked her. Brenda began rubbing herself on my face. I took turns licking their tiny slits until they each had a couple of little climaxes. We brought Nicole up to date about our study arrangements and about the new computers. She said she would get some desks for the basement as well. "Hi, Chip!" "Hi... sweetheart." She giggled. "I've been practicing all day! Sweetheart. Mmmm, sounds so yummy. My sweetheart..." "You make me want to do unmentionable things to you!" "Does it? I wish you would!" "Listen, Amanda, about Saturday..." "Oh no, aren't you coming?" "Of course - can you tell your Mom we'll stay out a bit later, say about ten?" "OK - sure. But they'll want to interrogate you themselves." "Oh no - I'm no good under torture. I have a low pain threshold!" "They probably won't make you bleed too much!" She giggled. "Don't worry, I'll kiss it all better." "Oh, just in case, bring a swimsuit." "Can't we go skinny dipping?" "That's the plan, but just to be safe...." "Do you think we can do some other kind of dipping as well?" "You are a dirty minded girl. I'm shocked!" "Then I shouldn't be telling you that I touched myself as well?" "Arggh, say no more! My virgin ears!" "I just missed you so much! And I wanted to make sure I can fit you when the time comes." "Don't worry, they don't call me the Jammer for nothing, you know?" "Really?" "Well, no... Erin used to call me Jam and I call her 'Peanut', sort of like Peanut butter and Jam." "Oh, Jam, I love you." she giggled. "I love you..." "I just love it when my sweetheart Jams me..." She giggled some more, "He Jams me all the time, you know?" "Mandie..." "He Jams me over and over again. Then I lick his Jam off!" Her voice got very soft and sultry, "My sweetheart loves it when I lick his big ugly Jammer, doesn't he?" "Yes, your sweetheart is just about to die now. So behave!" "Yes, James, my sweetheart... I love you so much..." "I love you, my lovely Chip." I was hanging up when Sara walked in, "Dinner's ready..." Her voice died when she saw my throbbing erection. "Oh, oh my." She walked in a daze towards it and put her hand around me. I shivered and gasped as she moved her hand gently. "I-I was talking to Amanda and..." She looked up and smiled her understanding, then she lowered her mouth on me. I stroked her hair as she caressed my flesh with her tongue and mouth, moving steadily with her hands. "Ahhhh," I moaned, holding her head against me as I lurched and convulsed, sending streams of my sperm burning into her mouth. I was still shaking even after she had carefully sucked me clean and I was soft. I pulled her on my lap and kissed her. "Sara, you're so good to me." She nestled against me and caressed my chest. "I want to be good to you..." She whispered. "But I think we should go have dinner now." Sara took my hand and led me into the dining room. She had outdone herself. She had roasted an entire rack of ribs and two stuffed chicken, with corn on the cob and 4 vegetable dishes on the side. "Why's Sara so red?" Jules wanted to know. "She took care of a problem I had..." I grinned. Sara dug her nails in my arm and punched me. I held her and kissed her. "To our wonderful chef, Sara." And kissed her again, this time she cooperated fully and damned if I didn't start getting hard. "We were gonna ask you to slice, but I don't think we should risk it now..." Brenda quipped. "Perhaps Sara would like to take care of his problem again...?" "No, YOU take care of it." "Too late, it's gone now." Nicole poured wine for us and I raised my glass, "To all the wonderful chefs tonight. Thank you all. And would the serving wench like to sit on my lap and work on a tip?" "I thought about it, briefly. Too bad you have such a short attention span!" Nicole twinkled. "Then again, I still think I would've preferred Sara's cooking." Celeste spoke to Nicole about her university goals. Apparently she had always had an interest in architecture. "The easiest and quickest way to get a degree is through distant learning - it allows you to practice, which is what I intend for my law degree, but is virtually useless for getting jobs, since their track record has been spotty, at best." They arranged for Celeste to audit some courses in case she would rather go this route instead of attending University in person. We finished most of the food and were sitting around polishing off Sara's English Trifle and the wine. Nicole raised her glass, "Thank you, Sara for a truly stupendous meal. And I thank you all for your friendship and your love. You've made this house a warm, loving place and I am deeply touched..." They crowded around hugging and kissing and the next thing I knew, I was all by myself. I stayed to put things away in the fridge but left the bigger mess to the cleaners who were coming the next morning. Then I wandered out to the living room with my glass of wine. Nicole was dragging herself out of a pile of squirming female flesh. She was sporting several prominent hickeys on her neck, breasts and thighs. "Help!" She cried weakly. I lifted her up in my arms and moved over to the sofa. She was still shaking and clung on to me as I fed her my wine. "They took turns nuzzling my cunt! I'm totally numb from coming so hard!" She sighed and shivered against me. She started squirming as I gently rubbed her clit. "I thought you couldn't come any more?" "I-I can't, ahhh, I-I'm just a little ticklish! Ohhh! Ahhh, ahhhh..." She shook and moaned delicately. Frantically she pulled my head down and stuck her tongue deep in my mouth and clamped my hand in her legs. "N-no more, that was definitely the last time!" Soon after, Celeste took everyone home in the sedan because she would need it to drive the girls around town tomorrow. I returned with wine and pour us some as Nicole cuddled on me. "This is lovely, sharing quiet time with you..." She rested her head on my shoulder. "It's the first chance we've had to spend a whole evening alone with each other." I started stroking her breasts and watched her nipples harden. "Gently, my love. I've had too much excitement tonight already." She kissed my neck softly. "Nicole, can we do something I've always wanted to do?" "What?" "Let's go dancing." "What? Now? I'm bushed." "No, here..." I pulled her out to the pool deck. It was a clear moonless night and the stars shared their light with us. I held her in my arms as our naked bodies nestled and found the perfect fit. "Mmmm. Do you hear music?" She murmured against my neck. "Yes... you are my song, my sweet princess." Chapter 17 It was light when I woke. Nicole was asleep with her legs akimbo on sheets wrinkled and mussed from our lovemaking during the night. I touched her face softly, the soft, beautiful face of my lover who had given me so much. Her eyes fluttered opened and her face lit up in a smile. She took my hand and kissed it before hugging herself against me. I kissed her full lips lightly and licked them. Her hand went around my hair and pulled me close against her, her mouth opening to admit my tongue. My hand went to her breasts and stroked them to firmness. "Good morning, my love..." She grunted and stretched, arms and legs fully extended. The tendons tensed and the muscles stood out in stark relief under her smooth skin. Her stomach rippled in a perfect 'sixpack'. "God, Nicole, you are such an amazing sight, an incredible aphrodisiac..." I exclaimed sincerely, my erection echoing my sentiments. She laughed and rolled on me, sliding me inside her already wet hole. She closed her eyes and writhed on me, "Mmmm, we have to get up... Soon... Cleaners are coming... Later..." She was happy to let me do the work and I slowly pumped into her, enjoying her tender heat, her hands stroking my face and hair. My hands caressed her back and ran lightly over and down her ass. I felt the tingle and shivers and tried to delay and prolong the inevitable. Suddenly she grabbed my ass and forced me in her, attacking my mouth in a wet, biting kiss. I began pounding in her as she shook against me in her orgasm. I cried out in pleasure and pulled us close as I filled her with my seed. We shared a shivery kiss as we slowly relaxed from our climax, caressing each other lightly, tingling from our sexual release and our love. After our shower, Nicole chose a loose silk blouse and a snug skirt and I decided to wear all white to keep her company. It was already warm enough so we went out in the SL with the top down. We cruised down the coastal highway, turning heads as we slipped around the traffic. I squeezed her leg and she smiled back at me and held my hand, head back as her golden hair streamed in the wind. About half an hour later, we passed a restaurant and we stopped for breakfast. We had bacon, ham, eggs and flapjacks cooked over a wood fire and we ate messily and giggled as we wiped food off out faces, oblivious to the stares of the people. The road took us away from the city and into the hills, lush with new leaves and early flowers. Noisy gulls wheeling and squawking for tidbits alerted us to the sweeping turn which gave us our first glimpse of the ocean, glittering in the morning sun. We parked at a restaurant and, hand in hand, sauntered down the boardwalk with the joggers and bladers; past avid fishermen with more hope than luck, and finally down a dock to where boats were unloading their catch. We bought a huge lobster and two red snappers from them. We took our purchases back to the restaurant and, while they were being cleaned and cooked, we snacked on rock oysters grilled on a open pit, drank spritzers, held hands and gazed into each other. After coffee, we headed home. Nicole had her studies to return to and I had a date. "Come by afterwards if you wish, but use the guestroom. I'll be studying for my exam on Saturday so let me rest." She told me as we were soaking after our workout. "When are you thinking of going back to your studies," I asked, "Do we have ten minutes?" "Why is it I keep getting the feeling you're shortchanging me?" She laughed as she reversed our positions and straddled me, "Ohhh, love, slowly... No lubrication... Ohhh..." She hugged my neck and slowly settled herself down on me, the heat and the friction was incredible but I let her work herself on me slowly. "Uhnnn, now I know how the girls feel... Ahhhh... You really are a brute, ohhh! God!" She buried her face in my neck and rocked herself on me, "James, touch me down there..." I fingered her clit as she shook and moaned and drew sparks along my penis. Her shaking increased in a series of small peaks until finally she dropped herself fully on me. I started moaning my orgasm and she took full strokes on me, groaning and whimpering in pleasure and pain. She shook on me for a long time as she kissed my brow and ran her nails down my back. "Oh, that was the most intense I've ever come..." She moaned shakily. I kissed her softly as she shivered on me. "My love, my sweet knight, can you please take me to the shower? I really can't walk..." I soaped us and took extra pleasure in shampooing her lustrous hair, running my fingers through it as she clasped against me and murmured her appreciation. I took my lovely beauty, now pink and drowsy to bed and laid with her. She stroked my face and smiled. "You're so sweet... You spoil me, my knight." She sighed, "I cannot even conceive of a time when I did not have you, and your love." She nestled against me, gently holding my sated penis. "Just now, it was so special - it was almost like you were taking my virginity, something I wish I could have given to you..." She squeezed me, "I've known since that first day that I would be yours, totally and completely yours, my knight." She kissed me, softly, and for a long time we basked in our closeness. "Get dressed, you have a dance to go to..." She kissed me lightly and I slipped out of bed. "Be nice to Jules, she deserves the best." Celeste met me at the door. "Jules' still changing..." She looked appraisingly at me, and tugged me upstairs. To her room. "Oh, you lovely, lovely man. All dressed up and no place to go!" And invaded my mouth with her tongue. She held my face as she bathed my tonsils, pulling me on top of her on the bed. I leaned up to catch my breath as she continued to kiss and lick my neck. "Oh, you're such a babe magnet... Forget the dance, I'll take care of you, my big stud!" Suddenly Jules hammered on the wall, "If you two are doing what I think you're doing, you're both dead!" "I'm just keeping your date company until you are ready, Jules!" "You don't need to lie in bed to do that!" She yelled back. Celeste had the decency to blush before pulling us off the bed. "How could you accuse me of such a thing? I am hurt and insulted!" "If I smell your perfume on him, I'll rip your boobs out and stuff it down your throat!" "You are such an untrusting person! No wonder he has to come to me for comforting!" "You are such a slut! I'm gonna make sure he doesn't ask you to the prom! So there!" "Hah! He already did, so there!" The door flew open and JulieAnn stood at the door. Both Celeste and I stared with our mouths open. Jules wore a tight sleeveless dress that only came to mid thigh, where it ended in white ruffles. A loose "V" collar showed a good portion of her delectable boobs. With her golden tresses in loose ringlets, she was an angelic vision that exuded raw sex. "My god, Jules... Would you be very mad if I tore the dress off you and made love to you right now?" I panted. "Down boy!" She dimpled, "I want to have some fun at the dance first, THEN you can do what you want to me!" "Wow, you are a fox, little sister!" Celeste breathed. "Even I can't keep my hands off you..." As she clinched her in a warm kiss. "Celeste... stop! I'm leaking!" Jules ran into her room and we waited as she changed into another pair of panties. Celeste leaned her head on my shoulders and said, "James... Would you take me to the prom? I would be so very grateful!" "How grateful?" "As grateful as you want me to be!" And gave me a small sample. "I guess so..." I sighed, "You know I have no willpower..." She laughed wickedly. "Celeste, how could you? I turn my back and you're mauling my boyfriend again!" Celeste giggled and stuck her tongue out at her sister. Jules gently removed Celeste's hand from me and replaced it with hers "I can see why Celeste behaved so disgracefully with you. You are too sexy for words." Celeste moaned, "That's right... It's all his fault. If he didn't look so good, I would've ignored him totally!" "Yeah right!" We finally got outside after Celeste gave each of us a kiss. "Have fun guys, and don't worry about you poor spinster sister sitting at home, pining away..." "Yeah right..." Jules was thrilled with the corsage I got her, a Hawaiian "Kaleidoscope" orchid, with velvety gold petals fringed in blood red. I got a warm kiss and a promise of the 'Mother of blowjobs' later. There was time so we went to a little Italian restaurant where we had pasta and wine by candle light. Jules looked sophisticated and incredibly sexy in her little dress and heels and everyone stopped to admire her. She was eating it up and enjoying herself. We held hands and kissed a lot. We met up with Sara and Brenda at school. Sara wore a strapless dress, with a bodice that molded her lovely breasts and a loose short skirt, with an effort I managed not to take the warm kiss she offered to an all out fuck fest. I could see the effect she already had on her date, a skinny boy in her class who was flushed and seemed ready to jump her bones. Brenda's outfit was a pastel two piece with a loose top with thin straps that outlined her hard nipples and a long snug skirt, it showed her trim waist when she moved. Her date Ted was a Senior who held her possessively and looked distinctly uncomfortable when I got a lingering kiss from her as well. The gym was already packed as we claimed a table in a corner. Jules dragged me up for the next dance. I don't usually like fast numbers, I sweat a lot and, as Jules informed me, "stomped around like a love-sick elephant". We sat down and Jules was asked to dance right away and I nodded, not wishing to waste my energy on fast songs any more. The next few dances were fast also, so I let Jules wow her way through a fast collecting crowd who'd come to marvel at her fresh beauty and barely-there dress. I was kept entertained by a number of young ladies who had been ignored by their dates while they jostled for a chance to dance with Jules. Many of these poor lonely lovelies were at one time members of my fan club, and some even wore their white miniskirts as well. They must have grown taller in the last week because the skirts seemed even shorter than I remembered. One of them, Carla, whom I recalled as being a charter member, and confirmed it by kissing me in some detail, was quite stricken with her loss. She was carefully checking her hose for crooked seams while resting her shoeless foot on my knee, showing me, quite accidentally, of course, her black lacy underwear. The first slow dance, Jules wound her way to me and dragged me away from my group of benighted maidens. She clasped her arms around my neck, nestling her body against me and gave me a long soft kiss as we swayed on the dance floor. She pulled away and smiled at me. She was radiant. "James, this is wild! I must've danced with a hundred guys already!" She reattached her mouth to mine and demonstrated what all hundred guys would've loved to be doing to her. "Whew!" She finally pulled back, "Are you having fun?" "Me? Not really, just offering consolation to some poor, jilted ladies." "Hah! I saw how you were taking inventory of their clothing. Especially that Carla, I have to have a talk with her!" "Poor Carla, she was devastated, you know. It's hard to be discarded by a lover, so young... so fragile... so lovely..." I sighed. "Oh, poor James. The perfect gentleman..." She slipped a hand under my jacket and into my pants. "What a crock!" She laughed as she pinched my ass. I squirmed against her. "You don't know the suffering, Jules." I licked her ear and she shivered, "I too, have been callously used and betrayed..." I sighed some more and nibbled her. "You sneaky bastard, you'll never let me forget that, will you?" She kissed my neck, "I suppose you expect me to keep making amends the rest of my life?" "It may just ease the suffering a small bit... Ouch, a lot!" She had dug her nails into my flesh. "And you better show the right appreciation too! I got guys begging to go out with me!" She hugged me tightly, "Problem is that I don't feel the least bit interested!" "That's a problem? Are you considering dumping me?" She sighed, "I don't know how it happened, but I'm hooked on you now, you can't get rid of me if you wanted to... Phooey!" and kissed me tenderly. We nestled close and swayed for about 4 songs. Sara came up, "Jules, dance with Simon. He's about creaming his pants for you!" and grabbed me and waltzed us off. "Simon's been dying to dance with Jules all night but she's been mobbed... Finally he can get his dream..." "That's nice of you..." "No, that's so I get to dance with you." She leaned into me and held me close. "I love holding you like this and hearing your heart beat. Ba-dump, ba-dump..." "You feel really good too - how is Simon treating you?" "I don't think he knows how to deal with me. He enjoys my company but he can't see he doesn't have to be macho with me, bragging about sports and cars and his friends. I wish people could just relax and not try and impress others so much!" "Not everybody can impress like you, Sara! You're a wonderful, warm person and so lovely." "You say the sweetest things, James. I'm so totally in love with you..." She murmured and rubbed herself against me. "And so terrible horny!" I could feel her hard nipples as she dragged them across my chest. "But I'll have to wait." She sighed, "Tonight you belong to Jules. Maybe Monday?" She smiled as I nodded. The song ended and I drifted back to reclaim Jules. Brenda snagged me. She turned to her date and said, "Ted, wait for me back at the table. I want to dance with James." Without waiting for an answer, she slipped into my arms. She hugged my neck and we danced slowly, bodies not quite touching. She leaned her head on my shoulders. "Bren... Do you know I can look right down your top?" "Mm-hmmm, it's just for you... You like?" She hummed in my ear, then she whispered, "Tell me what you see..." She caressed my neck as we rocked slowly. "Your nipples are hard and standing straight out... I swear I can see them pulsing and glow..." She moaned, "Your breasts are hard and they're shiny with sweat. There's a little drop running down your chest... it can't decide to go up your breast or around it..." Brenda was biting my ear and panting. "It's thinking, thinking... Hmmm, should it go for the tip, and give it a little kiss, a nibble perhaps? Or go around and slip round the smooth flesh of your breast, touching... caressing..." With a grunt she pulled herself tight and rubbed herself against me. I slid my hand down her back and held her. "God, James, you're driving me nuts!" "You've squashed the poor fellow..." She giggled. "Hold me like this and I promise I'll make lots more like him - all over!" We swayed as she held me and stroked my back. "And James, Ted wanted me to go to a party afterwards but I'm going to say 'no', so I'll need a ride home. OK?" "Fine. But you're having fun?" "Yes. I'm enjoying myself - especially now. I'm just getting to appreciate how good it is being with you. Ted is nice but I can't relate to him, it's like we live in different worlds!" She leaned her head back on me hugged me close. The dance ended and we returned to Sara and Jules at the table. Brenda spoke to Ted, who left in a huff. "And Simon's deserted me. He copped a feel and I told him off so he's out bragging about it to his friends!" Sara said, "I just can't wait to see what my reputation is like next week!" She smiled. "Let's go, the party's dying..." "Where to, girls? Nicole's expecting us..." "I can't, it's your date with Jules, plus it's exams Monday!" Brenda said. "Me too," Sara said. "I need to study my Science all weekend. But I want you to take me out Monday afternoon, OK?" Jules leaned her head on my shoulder, "Would you consider taking a very horny girl somewhere THIS Friday, like now?" Chapter 18 It was almost midnight when Jules and I got to Nicole's. Her head was on my shoulder and she held my hand all the way. She leaned over and kissed me, "James, thank you for a lovely evening, you've made me feel so good." "The night's not over yet, Jules..." "I know, I want to say it before I lose control and jump you." She sighed, then she grinned evilly, "Which is as soon as I get you inside!" She got out and pulled me in the house. "Oops, looks like Celeste's here, those are her shoes." Jules whispered as we went in. "She must have returned the Mercedes and decided to stay." We went upstairs and into Nicole's bedroom. She was cuddled up with Celeste with the laptop between them. They were also quite naked. Nicole greeted us with open arms and gave me a wet kiss. Then she held Jules at arm's length and looked at her, "My god, Jules, you must've caused all sorts of heart attacks dressed like that!" She kissed Jules softly, "And look at the corsage he got you!" "Isn't it the most?" Jules said wistfully. "I had to promise to blow him all night before he decided I was worth it." Celeste knelt up on the bed and hugged me. "James, _I'll_ blow you all night if she doesn't! I was so lonely without you! Did you miss me?" She pulled my hand to her crotch, "See how much I missed you? Oh! I knew you'd come back to me!" and grabbed me in a hot tongue-filled kiss, grinding herself on my hand, "Ohh, ohh, yesss, lover. You're the best!" She moaned and rubbed herself against me and held on to me until her shaking stopped. "What? What are you looking at?" She said to the girls who were staring at her, "I've been saving myself all night for the stud here and all I got was one lousy hand job!" "Celeste, it would've worked better if you weren't already in bed with Nicole." I laughed, "And if she didn't taste just like you!" "Really? I've got to try it!" Celeste flew in Nicole's arms and started licking her. Jules grabbed my arm, "Let's get out of here before the reject from slut city attacks us again!" "I heard that! You children can leave!" Celeste sniffed as she pulled Nicole down, "Us old maids will have to comfort each other then..." We closed the door as they started moaning and sighing. We scrambled into the guestroom and we panted on each other, giggling. I stood back and held her hands, "Hello, my lovely JulieAnn..." She dimpled, "Hello, my sweet, sweet love!" and quietly, "I love you..." She held me. "I really had a great time. I was with the best looking hunk there and I danced with everybody... And knowing all the time that you're there, loving me..." She sighed, "I can't ask for anything more... Well, maybe ONE thing more!" I held her and kissed her, letting my hands slide down her hips. She brushed her tongue against mine as I lifted the hem of her dress and slipped my hands into her panties. She reached down and slid out of them as I started kneading her ass. Slowly she pulled me back until she sat on the bed, removing my pants as I shrugged out of my jacket and shirt. "Ohhh, you're all ready for me aren't you?" She said and gently kissed the tip, licking the slick secretion already collecting. "I've been ready for you since six." I whispered. She smiled up at me, her hand still working on my shaft. "I'm glad. It really excites me to know I turn you on!" She took my cock in her mouth again, just sucking gently as she rubbed me with her hand. I slid my hand inside her dress and hefted a breast, her nipple was already hard and she moaned around my prick. I ran my fingers on her soft tips and she timed her ministrations to my tempo. "Jules, I'm close." She looked up and added her tongue on the underside. "Come, my sweet man, let me taste you..." Her hand closed tightly as she returned her mouth on me. She started sucking and I moaned as her hands went on my ass, taking me deeper with each thrust. "Ahhhh..." I fucked into her, shaking wildly as my come boiled out in blinding rushes. I was bathed in sweat with the violence of my release. She slowly jacked my come into her mouth and licked and swallowed until I was wilted. I pushed her down on the bed and leaned forward to kiss her, slipping my tongue in her mouth and tasting myself. I reached behind her and unzipped the dress, pulling it down and off as we shared our kiss and our passion with each other. My hands held her breasts and pinched the nipples. I added my lips and teeth as she whined her need and rubbed her cunt on my legs. I slipped my kisses down her body as her hand urged me down. "Uhnn, James, do me, James..." She moaned. I let her push my head in her crotch and kissed her sweet little pussy, "Oh, yes, yessss!" I parted her folds and darted my tongue in. She was sweet and tight and I lapped her juices and danced my mouth to her blissful groaning. "Ahhh, ahhh, uhhhhn, uhnnnnnn." She twitched her legs as she shook in orgasm, then wrapped them around my neck as she continued gasping out her shivering releases. "James, stop..." She moaned, "Come up here." She dragged my face up to hers by my hair and kissed me messily, our tastes mingling. She wrapped her legs around my waist and she panted under me. "God, you've ruined me. Nobody can ever make me come like you." She squeezed herself around my body, humping her soft cunt on my growing prick until I was hard again. She reached down and pulled me in her hot buttery softness. "Uhmmm." We sighed, relishing the closeness and warmth. Slowly I stroked into her, as she hunched herself to meet my thrusts. She raised her legs to allow me more penetration, "Uhnnn, uhnnn..." her moans in time to our rhythmic coupling. I raised myself over her body and started pounding into her. Her hand crept down and slipped her fingers along my cock, pressing and squeezing. Our fucking and our cries became frantic as we rode the peaks of our ecstasy. With a choked sigh, I lurched and grunted my seed in her as she writhed and moaned under me, her nails digging into my back. My suddenly boneless body collapsed as we wheezed and gasped for breath. She hummed and caressed my hair as I started drifting off. "James..." She stroked my back and I grunted. "James...!" More urgency now. "James!" She was poking me in the ribs. "James, you big lug, you're heavy!" "Can't move - been fucked to death!" I murmured. "That's supposed to be my line! Now get your fat ass off me before I pee in the bed!" With a groan I let Jules tip me off her and she dashed for the bathroom. She came back, looking radiantly fucked. "JulieAnn, darling, can you help me to the bathroom? I've lost all the feeling from my neck down!" I blinked my eyes urgently at her. "If you have no feelings there then you won't need to go!" "I'm psychic, I can tell." "If you're psychic, then tell me what I want you to do now.' She smiled as she straddled my face. "Er, does it have to do with, 'A', my lips?" I kissed her mound. "Hmmm, close..." "Or 'B', my teeth?" I started nibbling her clit. "My god, getting warmer! God, so warm!" "'C', My tongue?" I licked around her clit and stuck it in her sex. "You're a fucking mindreader, oh, oh, oh!" She was shaking and spreading her juices all over me. "Or is it 'D', All of the above?" I gasped out and started eating her out in earnest. "Oh jeez, ohmygod, ohhh! God, yes, the 'D', gimme the 'D', yes, yesss!" She was writhing and pumping herself on me when I blew a raspberry on her clit. She went ballistic on me, grabbing my face and rubbing herself on me, grunting and gasping. Finally she fell over me, breathing in great shuddering gasps. Her shaking gradually slowed and she made little kitten noises and licks on my stomach. "Now I've lost all the feeling from my eyeballs down!" She looked back at me, laughing, "How can you talk then?" "I'm also a ventriloquist." We were laughing ourselves hoarse when Nicole and Celeste stuck their heads inside. "Are you guys alright?" Jules was still sprawled over me, cackling and hiccupping weakly. "Jules won't let me go pee!" I moaned, I REALLY had to, by then. Suddenly Jules sat back up and stuffed her cunt on my mouth again. "You heard him," Jules stated, "He said, 'Jules, make them go away please!'" and waved her hand dismissively. "You're so mean, why won't you let him go pee?" "There's no 'P' here, just 'A', 'B', 'C' and, of course, the all-important 'D"!" She wiggled her butt across my face, "Right James? Ohhhh!" As I hastened to apply the all-important 'D' on her. The girls leaned on each other and watched in some amusement as Jules moaned and gurgled her delight at my scholastic aptitude. Finally Jules groaned, "Oh, oh ohmygod!" as she shook on me. Then she rolled off, murmuring, "Ohmygod, all of the above! Ohmygod, all of the above...!" and fell asleep. I held my arms out and whimpered, "Help!" Nicole and Celeste let me wrap my arms across their shoulders and helped me into the bathroom. They stood me in front of the toilet and looked at each other. "Now what?" Celeste asked. "We have to aim..." Nicole looked distressed. "I don't think I'm ready for this." "I've never done it before!" "It's my first time, too!" "I was saving myself..." "Will it be painful?" "I... I can't. Please don't make me..." They looked at me. Celeste whispered, "Please, be gentle!" Nicole said, "James, will you still respect me in the morning?" They started chortling their mirth and pointed at each other, yelling, "Virgin!" and laughing even harder. "Girls, if you don't do something now, it will be all over the place!" They both grabbed me and pointed me in the general vicinity of the bowl. "Ahhh!" I let go. "Oh! GROSS!" "I think I'm going to throw up." Nicole informed us. "DON'T SHAKE! You're splattering me!" "You moved! Hey!" As Celeste aimed my stream at Nicole. "I'll get you!" And broadsided Celeste. They were twisting and pushing, trying to aim my cock at each other, giggling like little girls. I was finished minutes ago. "Can I say something?" "NO!" They both said, and resumed their back and forth yanking. Or wanking. "Oops..." They stopped. "He's hard," Celeste said, quite unnecessarily. "What do we do now?" "Why don't we clean up and take a shower?" I suggested. Celeste looked at Nicole, "Did you hear something?" "No..." "Why don't we clean up and take a shower?" Celeste said. "You are so brilliant!" We got towels and wiped each other up, then the floor and the walls. They got into another giggling fight when they found out that they had 'gone' without lifting the toilet seat. "Just like you, you never put the seat up!" "You're so useless, couldn't you see the seat was down?" "You have NO respect for people's rights!" "You only care for yourself!" "Pig!" "Slut!" "I don't know why I ever married you!" "I'm going home to Mother!" They collapsed on each other again. I shook my head and went into the shower. I was soaping myself when Nicole slid the door open. "Please, mister..." It was her little girl's voice, "May I use the shower, please?" She blinked her eyes, "I'll be good now!" We stared at my cock which was suddenly quivering in front of us and she stepped inside. "Hey, how 'bout me... Oh!" Celeste voice faded as she watched Nicole settle on her knees and began softly kissing my erection while stroking my balls. "Er, James, can I use the shower, please?" Celeste had beautifully expressive eyes, "I promise I'll be a good girl!" And a damned sexy voice. I sighed and she stepped inside. Jules stuck her head in. "Oh... Hello, guys..." "We needed to use the shower and James was kind enough to let us join him..." Celeste said dreamily as I soaped her. "And we are SO grateful!" She sighed and kissed my shoulder as Nicole further demonstrated the depth of her gratitude. "Mmmm, I see," Jules said, "James, may I use your shower please?" She fluttered her incredible lashes at me, "I'm afraid I have been remiss in my duty to justify you getting me that beautiful corsage. I promise I will most humbly apply myself to your pleasure." She stepped inside. (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Send all comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net1A Copies of this and other stories can be downloaded from: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MikeC or at James Part V. The Lake. Chapter 19 "Good morning James, Amanda'll be ready in a few minutes." Mrs Cipola smiled as she opened the door. Mr Cipola was standing inside and we shook hands. "Where will you be going?" He asked, and got elbowed by his wife. "We're going to have a picnic in the park, then maybe a movie and then dinner. We'll be back by ten or ten thirty... And I'd like to invite Amanda for dinner tomorrow, if it's alright." He'd just nodded his agreement when Amanda came out with a food hamper. She had a pale yellow dress on, and underneath I could see a white two-piece swimsuit. Her hair was loose to her shoulders and she was glowing. I felt a stirring in my shorts and quickly took the basket she offered and held it in front of me. Her eyes glinted at my discomfort. We said our goodbyes and she jumped in the convertible before I could open the door for her. I dropped the food basket in the back seat and we drove off. I had to pull over at the corner because Amanda had planted her face in front of mine and was carefully licking the insides of my mouth. Her fingers were ripping my hair as she rubbed herself on me. "Er, does that mean you missed me?" I asked as she panted on my shoulders. "God, yes. I told myself for each time I wanted to touch myself and didn't, you'll have to kiss me. You owe me fifty kisses." "Can we go a little out of town before you start collecting? I have a feeling these people all know your Mom and Dad." "Oh my god, there's Mrs Grissholm!" She slid down her seat, "Get us out of here! She's the mouthpiece for the church ladies." Ten minutes later she was still huddled in the foot well. "You can come out now, there's nobody but cows and sheep." She crawled up and leaned over her seat to the picnic basket. And waved a bare tush at me. "Er, excuse me, Miss, you seem to have misplaced your bikini bottoms..." "That's rather astute of you, Sir. In fact, I seem to have lost my top as well!" Smiling widely, she turned around and it was evident from the thin material of her short dress she had nothing else on. She'd even lost her shoes. "This is probably a foolish question, but would you consider getting a bit more decently dressed?" "You're right, it is a foolish question. But I can get even LESS decently dressed if you like!" "No, no, then you're perfect the way you are. I'm just afraid I'll be so busy staring at you I'm gonna land us in a ditch. And then we'll have to explain to the cops and your parents how it is that on our very first date you managed to be in this distressing state of undress!" "I'll just tell them that you seduced me and wanted to put your filthy hands all over my body..." "You are such a perceptive young lady..." I sighed. She stretched out sideways on her seat and put her head on my leg, sticking her feet out the window. An errant gust of wind flipped her skirt and I could see her tiny mouth-watering slit. "You know everybody's passing us just to get a peek at your gorgeous puss?" She jumped up and yanked her skirt down. "Liar! There's nobody there!" "Well, if you want us to get there sooner, you'll have to behave." She laid back down but kept her legs inside. "I'm guessing, but are you going to say no if I offer to take you out and kiss you a little?" "That's very astute of you, my dear." "Jeez, you're a real prude. As a date, you're proving to be somewhat of a disappointment!" "That's because one of us has to be sensible." She sighed and pressed her head deeper in my lap. "James, touch my breasts..." That I was happy to comply with, and with a bit of squirming, she guided my fingers inside her dress. I stroked her warm flesh and pinched her nipple. "Hmmmm," she sighed dreamily, "do you think they've grown? My friend Sherri says I'm bigger than her now..." "Are you in the habit of comparing boob sizes with her?" "Kinda, when we shower after Gym." "You soap each other too?" "No, but it's a thought... Hmmm, James, now my butt's cold." "Put your panties on, then." "Why is it I was so certain you'd say that? Anybody else would've offered to warm it with their hands..." "Mine are occupied, if you haven't noticed." "Let me steer, then you'll have both hands free..." Then she started laughing. "God I'm so hard up for you, I haven't even told you I love you..." She pulled my hand out of her dress and kissed it, then she pressed it against herself again. "I love you, my big, gentle lover..." She looked up at me, "I'm so glad you made me fall in love with you." "And thank you for letting me love you." She hugged my hand harder and sighed against it. "You never told me where we are going, we must have passed a dozen parks already!" "We're almost there. I'm determined to impress the heck out of you, so you'll go out with me again." "You'll have no problem with that - you're stuck with me for life!" She hummed happily and rubbed herself on my hand. "Take a look at this..." I said as I pulled the car over. We were on the edge of a dam and beneath us half a dozen boats of varying sizes were waiting for a lock to pass them from the lake down to a river. I pointed to a wooden water slide to one side. "See that? It's a fish ladder. Those flashing silver dots are actually fish jumping upstream to spawn." "Wow, it's amazing! What are those for?" She indicated a series of large pools by the ladder. "Those are the fish hatcheries. The Fisheries people grow the fish to a couple inches before releasing them so they have a better chance of survival." "Is that where we're going?" "Yeah, but on the lake side." I pointed to the left, "I was here a couple of years ago and I've never forgotten it. You'll see why soon." "Can we go see the hatchery?" "I don't think you'll like it. They cut the fish open to get their eggs..." "Ugh! No thanks. I'll just watch from a distance." I drove to the other side of the dam and turned at a huge stuffed deer and parked at the Marina. "Do you need to use the washroom? Last chance!" and I whispered, "Put your suit back on - for now!" I took Amanda to the restaurant and she clung to me. All around us were the glassy stares of hundreds of stuffed animals ranging from bears to raccoons. "Oh, this is too weird! Let's get out of here!" She urged as soon as she was done. We located the boat I had reserved by phone and we moved our baggage on board. "Welcome aboard the USS Dweebus!" Which, in reality, was a 16 ft jet boat designed for inland cruising. I helped her stash the food and drinks in the ice chest. She grinned when she saw the bottles of bubbly. We cast off and she leaned against me on the double-size helm seat. For fifteen minutes we ooh'd and ahh'd at the beautiful houses and cottages that dotted the shore. Amanda took her dress off and was in her 2-piece. "Let me put some oil on you before you burn." I said as I took the lotion. "When can I take this off?" "You'd better not. Mommy's gonna ask questions if you don't show tan lines!" She took my shirt off and started putting the lotion on me. "You don't have to oil me there, Mandie. I'm not planning to take my trunks off." "Well, you never know, do you? The girls will hate me if I let you get burned there!" "OK, OK, stop already! You're too good!" She pulled her hand back and leaned on me. "James... can you put some on me? Down there...?" Soon she was wriggling delightfully against me as I sunblocked her where the sun don't usually shine. She hugged me and bit me as she shook and groaned and flooded my hand. "Says here to 'reapply after swimming or sweating'. Does come count? I think you'll have to do me again, James." "Oh, if I must..." We had cleared the busier sections with the PWCs and water skiers and the lake opened up to almost ten miles across, so I showed Amanda the controls and gave her the helm as I got us drinks. As her confidence grew, she pushed the throttle up until we were going 30. I help her adjust the trim and soon we were skimming over the smooth water of the lake. Her knuckles were white from gripping the wheel but she was screaming with delight. With a little help, she did a 180, then worked up to a 360 and soon she was whipping us around in donuts and figure-8's on the lake, cutting across our own wake and launching us in the air. She finally slowed us enough to speak. "My god, that was some ride! I just about pee'd my pants!" She was shaking against me, "You know, it's ALMOST as good as sex! And it doesn't hurt at all!" She slowly caught her breath and licked my ear, "I'll bet sex doesn't hurt any more either! Care to find out?" "Let's wait a bit first. Look." This section of the lake had opened up even more but was very shallow and littered with stumps and dead timber. In the distance was a thick growth of cattails and more trees. I told her to follow the channel markers towards the trees. "Watch the depth gage. Steer back towards the channel if it's less than four feet. The boat only needs a foot of water but there's no need to risk getting tangled up..." "Wow!" Amanda had taken us into a stand of about a hundred cypress and mangrove trees, their roots sticking out of the water. "Local myth has it that every New Years Eve they get up and walk, and..., look at the branch up there! It's a snake sunning itself! And over there, it's a heron!" We watched as it launched itself and took to the skies. About a hundred yards in the trees closed up and I dropped anchor. "James, I really have to go - do I have to pee over the side?" "No, watch... Ta-da!" I pulled on the helm bulkhead and it extended up into a change canopy with a porta-potti. I could hear her giggle with the novel flushing mechanism. "James, watch... Ta-da!" She came out holding the two pieces of her swimsuit in her hand. I could only stare, the air mattress I was trying to inflate frozen and forgotten. "C'mere!" I said hoarsely. I stayed on my knees and cupped her breasts as I licked her hard nipples. She hummed tunelessly and tore at my hair as I pinched her hard flesh and worried her sensitive tips. Her breath started to come out in gasps and suddenly she pulled my face down to her crotch. I started kissing her little mound as she wrapped one leg around my arm, using my hair to keep her balance. She hunched and invited my tongue inside her little hole. It was soft and sweet and it quivered delicately around my mouth. Her gasps became moans and then she came in a small shriek. I lowered her to the air mattress, my mouth still gently kissing her thin pussy lips as her breathing slowed and her hand slowly released my hair. "Mmmm, you make me feel so good, James...", and shivered against me as I ran my fingers over her lean body, softly brushing her breasts and nipples. "Ohhh, James, I want you... Inside me..." I sat back to take my shorts off and leaned over to start the CD. Dvorak's Cello Concerto began to play. "Oh, James... sweetheart..." She looked lovingly at me before hugging me in a terrible clinch. She reached down to guide me into her tightness, "Yes, my sweet love... Make me yours again..." We laid entangled around each other, our music and our love still echoing in the still air. "I should hate you James. I give you everything I have and then you do something so sweet and lovely... And I have nothing more to give!" "You've already given me more than I can ever hope for, my love..." I caressed her face and kissed her. "I think of you and I want to cry. You've made me so happy. My sweetheart, my lover..." She turned to kiss me, "Ow!" "Oh sorry, I hurt you again." "No - it's not bad. It's a lovely reminder of what we just shared. We just have to keep doing it until I can fit you, is all!" She tried a weak smile. "You want to have lunch now? Or you want to rest?" "Let me rest a minute, but take us out where I can get some sun." I moored the boat out beyond the trees behind some reeds and watched as the gentle waves rocked her eyes shut. There was a fishing rod in the boat and I cracked a beer and sat on the front deck, thinking warm thoughts, idly casting into the edge of the reeds. "Catch anything?" She came up and hugged me. "I'm hungry!" "Nothing, we'll have to starve!" "Lemme try!" She sat on my lap and I showed her how to cast and retrieve. On her third cast, something heavy almost pulled the rod from her. "You got one!" as she tried frantically to reel it in and I yelled directions. She managed to pull the fish, a huge bass, almost into the boat when it jumped off the hook and swam away, splashing us in disdain. "Didya see it?" She cried, laughing, "It was THIS big!" spreading her arms as wide as they can go. "Ah, the famous One That Got Away!" She was grinning and jumping on my lap. To celebrate, I brought out the 'champagne', which was actually just fizzy wine but it was still too tart for her. So after just enough sips to get a nice glow on her face she lost interest and switched back to pop. We lunched on her roast chicken with salad and bread on the bow deck and she caught two smaller fish, which we had to release as we had no place to keep them or to clean them. "Next time we'll be prepared! Look out, fish!" She shook her fist and her boobies jiggled with her. My cock unwound itself and she looked at it, then she touched it tenderly. "Do you want me to make you feel good?" She kissed the tip and licked it. She moved her hand up and down, licking and kissing the tip softly until I started squirming and moaning. Then she placed her lips over me and started sucking as she touched my balls with her other hand. "Ahhhh," my hips surged off the boat and I started shooting into her mouth. She swallowed and sucked, swallowed and sucked some more. She kept her mouth working until I was dry and tiny. "Yuck - sperm and roast chicken don't mix. Remind me next time!" And emptied her pop in one long gulp. "Why don't we get our clothes on and we can explore the lake?" We leaned on each other as Amanda danced the nimble craft across the lake in a spectacular, if somewhat roundabout fashion. Opposite the mangrove swamp a river feeding into the lake had cut a deep channel through hard rock and I told her to steer for it. We went up the chasm and watched the water course through a series of little cascades, ending in a booming water fall about 20 feet high, which made a brilliant rainbow in the spray. Amanda shrieked her excitement and we danced and cavorted in the swirling mist, the magical colors flickering around us. We slowly drifted out with the gentle current and watched the sun light the sky up with yellow and crimson, playing over the water and the rocks. There was a small wooden dock by the edge of some rocks where I made fast and I hugged Amanda to me as we stood and stared, enraptured by the majestic sight. "Hello, youngsters!" An old lady was standing at the top of some steps. "Come up here if you want to get a better view!" We followed the steps cut into the rock face up to a small A-frame house nestled in a leveled niche within a ring of rocks. It was made out of a dark wood and seemed to stretch deep into the mountainside. It looked like it was from some Tolkien story and from the lake it was practically invisible. The lady smiled as we introduced ourselves. "I'm Marjorie, let me get us tea first." The house was much bigger than it appeared from the outside because most of it was built into the mountainside. The living/dining area held a sofa, a desk, a large oak table and chairs. The large windows offered us and the huge sleeping loft above a spectacular panorama of the lake and surrounding countryside. The spacious patio outside faced the North and West and gave us a full view of the sun setting in the distant hills. Fleecy clouds were highlighted with purple and vermilion, shot through with yellow rays like a jewel-studded crown. With drinks in hand, Amanda and I entwined fingers and stared. "When my husband retired, he built the house here for the view, and for thirty years I've watched the sun set here on Sunset Cove, it's always different and it never ceases to take my breath away." "And your husband...?" "Dead these ten years now." "I'm sorry... How do you manage by yourself?" "It's not easy, every thing has to come in by boat and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stay here much longer..." "What would you do then?" "Find a place in town, I suppose..." "Marjorie, would you consider selling us this place?" She looked at me curiously. "You're serious, aren't you!" "Yes, if you have a phone, my lawyer can have the papers ready by Monday!" "No, I don't have a phone here. But you can speak to my friend in town, she's also my lawyer... I'll think about it and let her know by tomorrow." As we talked, the sky had changed from orange to red, to a deep violet. "We better go before it gets too dark. Very nice meeting you, and please think about our offer, Marjorie." "Bye, youngsters!" as we wound our way carefully down to the boat. "Wasn't that a sight to remember?" "I wish we had a picture of it." "No picture can ever do it justice..." "Are you really gonna buy the place?" "Yes - can you imagine living with that view every day?" "Oh, yes! And we'll have to come back tomorrow! Right?" "Most probably." Amanda turned and buried her face in my chest. "James, thank you for a fabulous day. I just love you so much, I don't have words anymore!" We held each other, and no words were necessary. It was getting dark quite quickly and some clouds began moving in so I started the boat moving on the lake, "If we hurry, we can try the fish fry dinner and get you home by eleven, before your parents get the wrong ideas about me..." but Amanda shut the engine off. "...or we can have leftover chicken after we make love under the moon..." She lowered her mouth on me. In seconds I was straining and heaving myself in Amanda's hot, talented mouth. She pulled off, slowly stroking me and maneuvered her sex over me. I started shaking as soon as her little pussy made contact with the sensitive tip. "My mommy thinks we're in love," Amanda said dreamily, then hissed in pleasure and pain as she lowered herself on me, "And my daddy thinks you want to put your big ugly thing in me and do perverted things to me." She shook and moaned as she slipped her body over me. I sighed and closed my eyes, "Your parents are so perceptive." Chapter 20 I picked Jules and Celeste up early Sunday morning and drove over to wake and feed Nicole. Nicole was already awake and surfing the web in bed. She showed us a piece of paper that stated that she was now a Certified Paralegal, which allowed her to handle contracts, wills and civil court cases without being a lawyer. She looked happy and well rested and we all agreed, extremely kissable. Soon the laptop was forgotten as we caressed her with our hands and lips. She was moaning and squirming as Jules lapped her breasts and Celeste was fluttering her lips over her body. I started with her mouth and traced down her body until I took possession of her sweet cunt, coaxing nectar and climaxes from her until she fell into a shivering limpness. I started telling them about the adventures at the lake but Jules asked me to wait. Apparently she had been persuaded to instruct Celeste on the proper way to administer one of her patented blowjobs and she didn't want to be distracted. Celeste proved to be a diligent and hard-working student and her dedication convinced Nicole to contribute as well. I added my heartfelt moans and unintelligibly gurgles as they compared notes and experimented on me. With seconds to go and the shot clock counting, they helped Celeste nestle her tiny sex on me. With a grunt she dropped halfway down. It was so incredible tight and hot that I just couldn't help from ramming my groin into her, jockeying her body on me as we cried out in pleasure. I ground her sex on me and came in long tingling spurts. With a whimper Celeste rolled off and Jules replaced her on my still very erect penis. Within minutes we were again grunting in lusty abandon. She was just moaning out her climax when I lurched and cried and rutted in a violent orgasm. I groaned and Jules collapsed on me. Finally I managed to crack an eyelid and Celeste smiled at me. "Hi lover. Sleep well? They're downstairs getting brunch ready." She caressed my face, "I have to stay and babysit you because I can't walk, again." She gave me a lusty kiss, "Thanks to you!" She rolled over me and locked my mouth on hers. "Oh what a pervert, molesting him when he's asleep!" Jules yelled from the door. "This is nothing! You think that was molesting? Watch!" Celeste said as she tried to push my semi hard cock in her cunt. She was hot and tight and I started growing. She was obviously very sore as she flinched each time I got part way in her. Finally she rolled off me. "Oh damn! I hurt too much!" she breathed, "You got off easy!" "Thank you, lord!" I moaned. Nicole came in with the rest of our brunch and I feasted on food and parts of their anatomy indiscriminately. I finally got to tell them about Marjorie's house and how wonderful it was. Then I outlined what I'd like to offer her. JulieAnn thought it over and Nicole agreed that setting up a trust fund would probably be the best thing since it would guarantee an income for Marjorie. "It's going to tie up a small part of our capital but we can afford it. The short term investments have been strong but we'll need to redistribute the... Hey!" I started playing with her boobs. "You know how high finances turn me on!" "Admit it, everything turns you on! Listen, we'd better get moving and get hold of the lawyer if we want to get this deal." They got on the phone and sent me to the gym. After my shower I went to stock up on fishing gear and pick Amanda up. Nicole drove the girls in the sedan and we all met up with Marjorie and her lawyer friend at the restaurant that featured the fish-fry, about a quarter mile from the stuffed animal menagerie. As our newly minted legal expert, Nicole handled the negotiations, which was minimal, since our offer was already better than what they had expected. We agreed to supply a furnished flat and living expenses for Marjorie and in return, she conferred title and deeded over the land containing her house, "The Eyrie". There were a number of apartments along the water which suited our purposes and we rented one that included a slip for her small boat. We were overjoyed when she offered to look after the house when we were not there. We unloaded the cars, picked up more food and took Marjorie on the USS Dweebus to check out our new property, with a very proud Amanda as skipper. She took us out, thankfully without any of her acrobatic antics. She nudged us alongside the dock with deft assurance as I scrambled to tie up. I handed Marjorie from the boat and she took us up the steps. Celeste had been very quiet since the boat ride. She started looking around the inside of the house and seemed very agitated. "Marjorie, what's your relationship to Bertram Mueller? Was he your husband?" She asked in a shaky voice. "Yes... but how did you know?" "That beam along the roofline. It's unusual that it's anchored in the rocks, then I noticed the post-stressing cables through it. And then I realized it's just a cantilever with everything hanging off it - one support for an entire house." She took a shuddering breath, "It's elegant and it's brilliant. And only Bertram Mueller could have designed it." Celeste said with shining eyes, then she turned to us. "Bertram Mueller designed Festival Hall and fourteen trend-setting buildings. He became widely sought after as the best in suspension structures and was a pioneer in using pre-stressed material. Then one day he just quit his job and disappeared. He never designed a commercial building again. To this day, they're still trying to figure out some of his techniques." Her voice dropped in awe, "And this is his home..." Marjorie was crying, "Oh bless you, child. He said they never understood his art. That everything was money and power. So we retired here..." She took Celeste's hand, "He was so proud of that beam. Took him a whole year to fabricate it and he was certain no one would be able to tell what it was. But we knew one day his true artistry would be appreciated." "Marjorie, I have to ask this. Did he ever finish his 'wheel'?" "How do you know about it? He told nobody!" "He never wrote it up but in three of his speeches he made mention of his vision." Celeste looked at us, "Bertram Mueller saw the ultimate use of the cantilever as a horizontal 'wheel' building, requiring only a small foundation in its center, with spokes running along the roof line supporting the rest of the structure. Because there are no load bearing walls, they can be placed virtually anywhere. Am I right so far?" Marjorie nodded and Celeste continued. "The beauty is that you could build it on just about any terrain, at a third of the cost, with the added bonus of being able to rotate it to follow the sun, cutting down on heating and cooling costs." "My word, child, that's exactly how he would describe it. You even sound a bit like him!" Marjorie took Celeste's hand and led us into a room behind the kitchen which was cut into the bedrock. Framed drawings of Celeste's 'wheel' building were all over the walls and on the drafting table. "He started work on one behind here, but he took ill before..." She wiped her tears and took Celeste's hands, "Celeste, dear, I would like you to have Bertram's notes and designs." "No, Mrs Mueller, I can't..." "You must, Bert would've wanted you to continue his work." Marjorie looked at Celeste, "All I ask is that you use it for helping people." They were both crying as they hugged each other. Marjorie turned to me, "I knew it was providence that prompted me to invite you two up here yesterday. Bertram and I are thrilled to know his home and his work would be in such lovely hands." She gave each of us a tremulous kiss. Marjorie wanted to let us enjoy the house but asked for help with some larger items and her clothes. So Amanda and I took her back to her new apartment in town. Amanda seemed preoccupied on the trip back. "Er, Amanda, you missed the dock." "I did? How astute of you, sir!" She took us halfway up the gorge and dropped anchor. Then she started pulling our clothes off. "I have the bait, did you bring your rod?" Nicole and Jules were deep in conversation as they sunbathed, somewhat completely naked on the patio in front of the house. Jules turned and said, "What kept you two? As if we couldn't guess!" Amanda nestled down between them and moaned, "You know, anybody can watch the way I walk and know to the minute when I was last serviced by the stud here. I'm wasted..." They kissed her tenderly and looked at me like it was my fault Amanda had no control of herself around me. I hurried inside when I broke out in a huge grin. Celeste was already buried in Mueller's notes and drawings. I massaged her shoulders and kissed her hair but I only got as far as her neck when she made it clear she did not wish to be distracted. Totally devastated, I took drinks out as a peace offering and Nicole waved the deed at me. "Look at this. This property sits inside a protected wildlife sanctuary and covers approximately 10 square miles of some of the most pristine land in the country. I think we struck gold here." Jules continued, "And speaking of gold, I've begun a list of things we have to get, starting with a telephone and a microwave." We went through the list and kept adding to it. "... and a boat." I concluded. Jules sighed, "I can see I really have to work by buns off..." "I sincerely hope not, they're real nice buns!" I said and kissed them, and again as she wiggled them in my face. The other two demanded equal time and soon I was on my knees kissing ass like the best of them. "All this sucking up will be amply rewarded," Nicole warmly informed me, I had progressed to cunt-lapping by then, "You are herewith promoted to scullery slave. But finish me first..." Everything in the kitchen, including the fridge, was propane powered, supplied by a large tank by the water's edge that was refilled weekly. I was pleasantly surprised to find that a propane stove was just a more civilized version of a BBQ and I started water for potatoes. We had also purchased fish filet and beer batter at the restaurant, where I had the forethought to beg cooking instructions as well. Loud screams from Amanda sent us rushing down to the docks where she had landed a 3lb bass. Once Amanda got over its squirminess, her bloodthirstiness surfaced and she had no problems handling it, even learning how to filet them. By the time the potatoes were done and the oil ready, she had caught another 3 good sized fish and prepared them for cooking, all the while sadly regaling everyone within earshot the time one THIS BIG got away. She would indicate its size by stretching her arms wide, which shoved her saucy boobs in our faces, realizing early that that was what kept her audience riveted. Dinner was a great success, due more to the occasion and surroundings than any ability of the cook, but I unabashedly accepted every kiss and caress thrown in my direction. The ultimate compliment was when Celeste declared my meal worth leaving Mueller's notes for. "Nicole, there is no doubt in my mind I have to continue this project. I want to start university and get a degree as soon as I can." Celeste stated. She had also found that Mueller owned a number of patents covering structural materials and design. Nicole promised to get the legalities straightened out before she needed to do anything with them. We cleaned up to go and Amanda took us on a tour of "our" lake, beginning at the waterfall at the top of Sunset Cove, which Marjorie called Rainbow Head. Everybody took a turn at the helm but none of us had Amanda's skills at heart stopping maneuvers on the water. We could only catch part of the multimedia show put on by mother nature as I had promised to get Amanda home early. Fortunately school was finishing for her on Friday, a full two weeks before ours did and the girls were making plans to have her stay over the week. "Can I bring my sweetheart?" She took my hand. "Is he the one who talks a lot and has no staying power?" "Sadly, all too true." Amanda said gloomily but brightened up, "But it just gives you more time to nuzzle my cunt!" I stared at her and she stuck her tongue out at me and tweaked my cock. The conversation became much more animated after that, even Celeste shook off her longing backward gazes at the Eyrie to join in. We stopped by the marina to place an order for a larger version of the jet boat we've been renting, opting for the bigger engine and the fishing package for our little angler. The owner, an older man who introduced himself as Max, came out and Jules batted her lashes at him and he invited her into his office, to 'go over the arrangements'. I took Celeste aside and held her, "I'm so proud of you. I knew you were smart but I'd never realized how much more there is to you. You rock, girl!" She smiled and hugged me back. "Bertram Mueller has always been an idol of mine. He built things to last, without sacrificing the esthetic appeal, but was so far ahead of his time few people appreciated his true abilities. I feel fortunate to have this chance to see his work firsthand." She looked towards the Eyrie, "I will make his dream work." There was quiet certainty in her voice. I took her hand and walked her back to where the girls were talking to Marjorie, making arrangements for purchases to be delivered to the House. "Marjorie, please consider The Eyrie yours - for as long as you want, you are welcome to stay there. The apartment is to make it easier for you, not to replace your beautiful house. OK?" Marjorie held my hand and kissed me tearfully. I collected Amanda and we kissed everyone goodbye. Once we got moving, she leaned her head on me and clutched my arm. She sighed, "My entire life now revolve around the hours I spend with you. It's always over too soon and I find myself back in my bland existence until I see you again. James, can you see how much I love you?" "Mandie, I care for you and I love you. And I am grateful for your love." She sighed and leaned her head on my lap and reached her arm around my waist. "I get so panicked knowing I won't have you for a whole week. It's like I'm on drugs or something." I stroked her hair. "Sometimes when I think of you, I try to come up with things you'd enjoy. Like this weekend, I would never have come back here if not for you." "When I think of you, I just get horny..." She giggled. "And it grows and grows until I have to touch myself..." "You're worst than me! Remember you told me it's the guys who need sex all the time?" "That was before I tried it and got myself hooked on the sexiest stud around!" "Who, me?" "Yeah you, you don't have to pretend. I've got it bad for you." She sighed again, "And I love it... It's just that I've had a very sheltered life and you have swept me off me feet and I can't live without you! Mom knows something's up, I just daydream and sigh all day long." "Do you want me to talk to her?" Her nails dug in my thigh. "You're not going to do something nutty like last time are you? I don't think I could handle many more of those." "How 'bout if I talk to her at school, then your Dad's not around. I'll ask to take you out during the week - considering you'll be going off to your girlfriend's cottage all next week." I sighed, "Geez, that means I can't see you at all! So I should get a date during the week to make it up, right?" "You have a point, I mean you're so infatuated with me it'll probably be hell going a whole week without a glimpse of me. So out of charity I may let you take me out and hold my hand... maybe even a goodnight kiss... on the cheek only, mind you!" She started working my zip down, "Definitely not on the lips, oh no!" And took me in her sweet mouth. She worked her tongue and hand on me and I could only gasp and moan. She took her mouth off but rocked her hand on me. I was squirming and grunting. "In fact, once you kissed me on the mouth, who knows, you'll want to touch my boobies, right?" I grunted my assent as she returned to nursing on my throbbing cock. "Well touch them, you dolt!" Hastily I complied as she resumed her ministrations on me, taking little licks as I leaked. "Mmmm, that's nice... But you are absolutely unscrupulous, of course, and soon it will not be enough just outside the clothing, you'd want to touch me on my bare skin... Right?" Quickly, I wriggled my fingers inside her dress and tweaked her swollen tip. She returned her mouth on me and soon I was grunting again. "Ohhh, feels good.... Anyways, after inflaming my senses with your licentious caresses, it will be all too easy for you take advantage of my weakened state, to touch me... down there..." She nipped me gently when I was slow in following instructions. She spread her legs and moaned as I rubbed her. Slowly her hand resumed their gently motion on my swollen cock. She added her lips after she caught her breath. She seemed too busy to speak so I anticipated her and slipped my hand under her panties. She grunted on my erection and started shaking, "Oh, oh, so good, you scoundrel, you have breached my defenses, ohhh. Ahhh, oh god, I am undone, you wicked, wicked man. Oh, god... Ohhh...." She returned her mouth on me and pumped furiously as I matched her strokes inside her squirming wetness. She shook violently on my hand and slipped her mouth deep on me and started sucking. With a shaking groan I shot my come into her churning mouth as she clamped her legs around me. Her shivering slowly stopped as she sucked and licked me clean. I wheezed and tried to focus on driving again. "Mmmm, that was good. What a delightful scoundrel..." She murmured as she tucked me back in my pants. I took my hand out of her but she held it against her panties and slowly rocked herself on it until we drove up her street. "We're there, Mandie." I whispered. "So you'll take me out?" As she sat and straightened her clothes. "Yes, after I ask your Mom." She sighed and pecked me on the cheek. "What an amazing weekend, James. And next week I get my cunt nuzzled too!" Chapter 21 After my physics test, I went to the locker and Sara was sitting against her backpack waiting for me. She had a simple pale blue summer dress on and sandals, looking tanned, fit and happy. My mouth watered just looking at her. "Hi," she jumped up and hugged me, "How was your test?" "Tough. I didn't study enough. I probably passed, but that's about all." "Poor baby..." She took my arm as we went out to the car, "I had a good time waiting for you. Four of your friends tried to pick me up!" "I don't blame them - you look positively yummy!" She giggled, "I could see it in their eyes... and yours! Anyways I told them I'm taken!" At the car I held her by her shoulders, "Happy anniversary, my lovely Sara." Her eyes misted up and she held me for a long time. "I'm all choked up..." She looked at me, "Happy anniversary, James, my one, my only love." She wiped her eyes, "You've made me so happy..." She leaned on me and sighed, "It's great being in love!" We bought and ate burgers as we picked things up for the house, finally stopping at a marine supply shop for hydrographic maps, life jackets and extended range marine cell phones for the new boat and for the Eyrie. The Federal Sanctuary designation meant no phone lines in the area. In town, I spoke to the contractor people about putting in a floating dock to allow us more sunbathing and docking room and also to upgrade the generator to a high capacity unit. Sara had been stocking up on groceries and loading stuff on USS Dweebus while I was speaking to the contractors. When I found her she was lugging the flotation vests onboard, followed by two young men from the marina, their arms full. The poor girl was working herself hard and her dress was pasted to her, clearly outlining her luscious boobs and erect nipples. I stopped and whistled at her. She blushed but did not try to cover herself. She was smiling as the men helping her gaped openly at her. "You're something, Sare! Who'd think that inside the angel there's all that..." "Sluttiness?" She smiled. "No, I was going to say wild spirit." "I don't mind being wild with you because I'm tired of being scared, and you give me the strength to try different things. As long as you know that I am yours." She leaned her head on me and said quietly, "Because you have given it all to me..." We finished loading the boat and I took us out of the marina as she waved goodbye to her new admirers. We watched the houses and lavish cottages drift by, until they gave way to the rugged beauty of Mother Nature's creations. I went over basic boating with Sara and gave her the helm. She soon became quite skillful at handling the craft, executing turns with remarkable precision. "This section is a wildlife preserve and no building is allowed within its boundaries. Except one..." "Ours...?" "Yep. Bertram Mueller bought it when the land was considered unbuildable and before the sanctuary designation came into being. We will never have a neighbor closer than 20 miles. Celeste is right, only a man with Mueller's vision and abilities could have built there." I steered us into Sunset Cove. "Look around, do you see anything?" "No... Oh there's a boat in there!" "Ah, good eyes. That's Marjorie's boat, she must be putting things in order for us. See the steps cut in the mountainside? Follow them and you MIGHT see the building." Sara was wide-eyed with wonder. I told her about my plans to extend the present dock with a new one that matched the layout of the land. She looked impressed. "A slight change of plans, my dear. I was planning my big seduction scene up there - but fortunately the backup is just as good..." She turned to me with blazing eyes, "I hope it's near by, James, because I'm this close to attacking you in a very unladylike way." She reached back and started unzipping her dress. I followed the waterway up to the cascades of Rainbow Head. Sara sat with her breasts uncovered and stared at the glittering waterfall with its private rainbow. "Wow! Is this for real? It's like we just been transported into a fairy tale!" Her nails dug into my arm as she leaned on me and kissed my cheek, whispering, "James, if you want me, do me now... I'm real close!" She was shivering. We stripped and I helped her climb on my cock. She was tight and hot and started moaning and twitching in orgasm before I was all the way in. "Ugh, uhh James, Ohhhh, James... Oh... God!" She breathed and shivered on me as I helped her move her body on me. I leaned down and she cried out again as I licked her breasts and nipples. She clutched my head to her breasts and shook over me. "God, James... I-I can't stop coming! Uhh, ohhh!" She moaned as she was caught up in another series of tremors. I was preoccupied with steering the boat into the current and away from the rocks so I just let her squirm and moan on me. Finally she collapsed shivering on my neck, her little cunt still twitching delightfully. "I'm sorry, James, I'm so selfish - I didn't make you come... Just hold me a bit more and I'll do what you want, OK?" "Relax, Sare. Enjoy yourself." I stroked her hair, "I feel good too! And I'm glad I can make you happy." She smiled, kissed me and went back to gently rolling her sex on me and purring. "I was so horny for you all day, and then the way the two guys looked at me! And this place! With you! It's just awesome..." She held me for a while then slowly raised herself off me. She kissed her way down to my penis and slid me into her hot little mouth. "Ahhh, good. Sare... Wait a sec, let's do this right..." She looked up at me, hand still stroking me softly. I pulled her up and kissed her, "Let's stop the boat - we have to drop anchor." "Oh, let me do it, just tell me how." "Go up to the front, the bow... and lift the cover there... See the anchor? Now check to make sure the line is not tangled up. OK, remember not to hold the rope, it'll burn! Now pick up the anchor and just drop it over the front. Let me know when the line gets slack." She was leaning over the front watching the line, then she waved her hand and her delicious butt at me. "Stay where you are!" I yelled as I turned off the engine. She looked back at me bearing down on her and spread her legs wider, grinning. "Ohhhhh!" We both cried as I penetrated her from the back. With long strokes I drove into her, her tightness and heat driving my lust. I leaned over and wrapped my hands around the smooth globes of her breast, Sara was shaking and grunting as I rutted into her, mindless in our pleasure. I gripped her breasts and held her tight as we shook with delight and I pulsed my heated come in her, crying out in release. I collapsed on the deck, Sara dropped down over me, moaning softly and licking my chest. "Mmmm, James, you make me feel so good..." she murmured. "The feeling's mutual, my love." She leaned up and we kissed, lazily. Marjorie's boat was gone by the time we tied up and unloaded. After we put things away, I gave Sara the 2-cent tour and then we stood on the patio and gazed out at the view. Sara asked me about the new dock I was planning to put in. "James... Don't you think it would be better if we extended it out along the rocks? To me, it would give us better usage of the inlet here." She looked back at me when I said nothing, "You're not mad, are you? It just seems better that way." "No, not mad at all: thinking - it actually sounds great. I'm just trying to visualize the whole thing." "Here, let me show you." She dragged me into Celeste's 'office' and started sketching. "See, the rocks on this side go out and form a natural shelter. If we have the dock out the opposite side, there would be more room for your boat and it would be away from the wind and waves." I nibbled on her ear, "Why is it everybody except me gets so smart here? That is so clever!" "You really like it?" Sara smiled and blushed as I kissed my way down her bouncy breasts. I took her hand and placed it on my suddenly throbbing cock. "See how impressed I am?" "Yes, and I predict you'll be using it to make an impression on me," Sara giggled breathily, "Or is it IN me?" "First, let me rig up the phone and you can tell the contractors what you want." "James, I can't! I wouldn't know what to say!" "Just tell them what you just told me." "James..." She looked pale. "Sare, we both think it's a good design. But you have to tell them to make sure it's done right... OK?" Sara looked at me for a bit, nodded and started back on her drawing, laying out her design in detail. I added my thoughts for a fish cleaning hutch and she worked it in. She told me I was distracting her and sent me out when I began kissing her neck. I busied myself with installing the outdoor whip antenna for the cellphone. High on the southern wall Mueller had built a shelf containing 8 solar panels to charge the 12v marine batteries used for emergency lighting and standby power. I placed the antenna on the shelf, running the coax and a power cable through a junction box to the phone unit I placed in the livingroom. Sara finished her sketch and we called the contractor. She spoke with them for a while, then went back into the den, saying, "I have to make changes." I brought her a drink and Sara was still scribbling away madly, kneeling up in her chair. A little bit of her pink tongue stuck out as she concentrated on her work, looking irresistibly sexy. I started molesting her and she threw me out again. This time she was much more comfortable with the man on the line and smiled brightly at me as she hung up. "I think I got it right!" She breathed, "They had to explain some things to me but I think they liked the design too!" I put my arm around her and she was quaking in excitement. She moaned as she pulled my head down and kissed me, shivering even more. She darted her tongue in my mouth and started rubbing her hand on my erection. She looked at me, "Are you going to take me to bed willingly or do I have to use force?" I laid on top of her, still shaking and panting from our delicious coupling. I turned to my side and she rolled with me. "Hey..." I stroked her hair and kissed her brow. "Hey..." Sara looked up and smiled angelically, whispering, "I love you..." and followed it with a soft kiss. "I love you... Was I too heavy?" "No - it felt just right. Perfect." She touched my face and kissed me some more. "James, I love you - not only because we have the most incredible sex, but because you're the sweetest, kindest person I've ever known." "We aim to please, my little Sara." We kissed some more and she hummed happily. "Mmmmm," she moaned as I brushed her soft breasts and felt her nipples stand up, "I love it when you touch me..." She stretched contentedly, then took my hand and kissed it, "But I want you to take me sightseeing now, OK?" "If it pleases you, my angel." We packed USS Dweebus with drinks and chips and fishing rods, and went up along the rugged coastline towards where two larger rivers fed the lake. Our side of the lake was surrounded by sheer cliffs while the opposite shoreline was marshy and strewed with trees and vegetation. I pointed to the nests the ospreys and eagles built high up in the rocks. Sara rested her head on my shoulder and watched rapturously as the graceful predators soared and cavorted about the sky. Part way up there was a rock formation that came out of the water, looking like a Stonehenge carving. From an angle, it looked like a couple in a sensuous embrace. "This HAD to be called Lovers' Rock!" Sara declared. Then she made me stand and tried to match the pose. "I need to be taller - maybe Nicole or Brenda." "You're doing just fine..." She had one hand in my hair and the other around my neck. One leg was wrapped around my thigh and I could feel her soft belly against my stiffening penis. "No - I'm not tall enough to make love this way... Mmmm, you're ready again?" I held my hands up, "Not me! Just the company I'm keeping!" She smiled mischievously, "If you're going to blame me, I had better make the most of it then!" She pulled my shorts down and made me sit. She knelt over my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and straddled me. She was naked under her dress and I penetrated her smooth wetness in one stroke. "Oh, oh, ahhhh. Slowly, James! Ahhhh!" She moaned against my neck as she made slow short strokes on us. Sara started shivering again in a series of small climaxes. Her head hung over my shoulders as she moaned in my ear. "Oh, oh, James, i-it feels s-so good. Mmmmm," she licked me, "I'm so turned on, I just keep coming all the time! Mmmm, oh, oh, ohhhh!" Her tightness was tingling and exciting but she kept her movements light and wouldn't let me come. "Hmmmm," Sara breathed as her quivering slowed some, "Do you think we can do this all day?" "No - I'll be a drooling idiot in ten minutes!" "You mean you become a drooling idiot when you DON'T come as well?" She snickered, then moaned as she ground herself on me fully, looking at me with wild smoldering eyes, "But you're MY drooling idiot, ooohhhh." She closed her eyes and started moving deeply on me, "Come, then, my sweet love! Come in your little Sara!" as she gripped my shoulders and milked my cock with long deliberate strokes, her hair and our cries streaming in our wake. She served us drinks and snacks then nestled back on me and hugged my neck as we made our way upstream. The water became quite rough as the combined waters of two rivers emptied into the lake. Finally the white waters forced us to turn back. Once in the deeper channel, the water became much calmer and I dropped anchor. It was crystal clear and not too cold. I jumped in and watched as Sara shrugged out of her dress, pausing a moment to let me take in her loveliness before diving in. We paddled around and tickled and splashed each other. The water was so clear we could see the bottom almost twenty feet below. We washed each other and took turns diving down to clean each other with mouth and tongue. I floated on my back and Sara nestled up between my legs, then we lounged on the boat and let the sun and our heat dry our bodies. "Look, James...!" A dozen birds were diving into an area of deeper water, making a huge racket as the surface rippled with hundreds of tiny flashing forms. "Something's panicked the minnows from below and they're trying to escape by swimming on the surface. Do you want to try and catch some big ones?" I rigged the rods up with heavy spoons and slowly trolled the lines behind the fleeing minnows. We had bites within a minute but Sara's line broke before I could set the drag properly. The other fish took us for a long ride across half the width of the lake before we could bring it in - a huge five pound rainbow trout. We wrestled it into the cooler but by then all signs of the birds and fish had vanished. We rushed back to the house, my stomach growling after she told me we would be dining on pan fried trout. Sara started potatoes and then tried fishing off the dock as I butterflied and cleaned the trout. She caught a nice two-pounder which was also added to the menu but after that could only catch small ones which she released. The skies were filling in with bands of crimson and gold while we sat on the sunpad outside the house and feasted on fish fried in a crispy batter, salad and mashed potatoes. The fish was served with Sara's 'secret' sauce, a dark, exotic tasting sauce that was simply delicious. I even had some on my salad and potatoes. Sara had also prepared hot apple turnovers which we ate with ice-cream. We cleaned up and I made a quick call to Amanda as Sara washed the dishes. After we put things away we went back outside, happy and content, enjoying our closeness and the glorious sunset. I pulled her close and she laid her head on my chest, making soft noises as I massaged her back. Gently, she held my penis and stroked it as it grew. "James, can we do it again? Are you tired?" I smiled and helped her nestle her warm cunt on me. She slipped halfway down and started moaning as she rode on me lightly. "Mmmmm, feels so good. Ahhhh..." She sighed softly and shuddered again and again. Sara was hot and tight but it was hurting her to take me fully. Finally she turned around and took me in her mouth, sending shivers up my spine, her hand rubbing the stalk as her tongue made tingling forays on the sensitive skin. She slipped her hand lower and pushed her little mouth on me. She was grunting with effort as she moved her head to force more of me down her wet tightness, making me quiver with sensation. She pulled back to catch her breath, her hand moving rapidly on me. I was humping my hips and groaning as she returned me in her mouth, taking me deep in her heat. I clutched her hair and blasted my come into her as she swallowed and moaned. I did not release her until I finished shooting. Her hand slowed but kept milking my cock as she carefully sucked and licked me clean. I stroked her hair and breast as our shudders slowed. Her face was red and her eyes wild as I pulled her up for a wet kiss. Our tongues lashed frantically as we shared our taste. She moaned and pulled my hand down to her wet sex, and shivered as I caressed her to another climax. The sky flared in a final display of shimmering crimson hues as we snuggled against each other in awed silence, not daring to disturb the magical moment. Sara took my hand in the car, "Thank you, James, it was the best day I've ever had." She hugged me and kissed me lightly, "Did you enjoy yourself?" "You know I did. I enjoy so much being with you - you're beautiful and smart and you take such good care of me." She curled up on the seat and wrapped herself on my arm "I wish I could do more to make you happy. You've given me so much... There's no way I could ever repay you." "Knowing you're happy is the best gift you can give me... Your happiness IS my happiness, my little Sara." She sighed and leaned on me. Soon her breathing became soft as she clung to me in sleep. I woke her as we turned down her street. She gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, "I love you, James..." and turned to open the door. "Hey..." I whispered and she looked back. I kissed my fingers and held it out. She did the same and touched mine. "Hey..." Chapter 22 Tuesday morning was my English test and I stayed until everyone had finished, then went up to Mrs Cipola. "Mrs Cipola, can I talk to you - about Amanda?" "Yes, certainly. I had wanted to speak to you as well." "Let me first say that I find Amanda extremely intelligent and beautiful. And I really, really enjoy being with her." "That's good, but are you aware that you have something of a reputation at school? It's rather a concern of ours..." "What reputation?" "That you have been, shall we say, 'close' with a substantial number of the female students at this school?" "Mrs Cipola, that was just a rumor started because I wrote the essay for you. I wasn't even going out with anyone!" "I thought so, it was just too preposterous to believe. And your intentions towards Amanda?" "I care very deeply for Amanda. I will do whatever I can to make her happy, and I will never let anything hurt her." "That's good to hear, because I fear my daughter is quite infatuated with you." "I feel the same way about her. She's funny and sophisticated and so smart! We can talk about anything and she makes me so happy! She's just amazing!" I realized I was ranting, "Sorry Mrs Cipola for getting so carried away, it's just that I don't have many chances to talk to anybody about Amanda, and..." "I understand," she smiled and my heart paused - it was Amanda all over. "And speaking as her mother, I happen to agree with you." "And I really have to thank you and Mr Cipola for allowing me to see her..." She nodded, "And could I have your permission to take her out from school tomorrow?" "You mean you want to pick her up at her school?" "Yes. And can we stay out until after dinner?" "I don't see why not - provided you have enough time to study for your exams." "Oh yes, Mrs Cipola. Study first!" It was nice to hear her laugh. After I collected Jules and Celeste we drove over to Nicole's. We found her lying on her tummy by the pool. She had a towel draped over her head so she could read the screen on the laptop. She was waving her legs in the air and her tiny pussy smiled at us. We hugged and the girls started shrugging out of their dresses. After a soft kiss, Nicole disengaged my hands and pushed my face off hers. "My love, do what you have to do downstairs, first." as the girls hastened to apply themselves to her recently vacated spots. The computers had been delivered along with the study desks that Nicole had ordered for the rec room. I assembled them in a circle and set up a laptop on each. I started my workout and the girls came down to keep me company on the machines. Afterwards Jules went to check on the investments and I could hear them yakking as they worked on the computers in the next room. They came back as I was finishing. "James, these lovely ladies have agreed to join the executive ranks of JamPC Holdings. With the commensurate benefits, of course..." Jules and Celeste glowed with pleasure as Nicole handed them their own credit cards. "And they would also need company cars..." "Nicole," Jules spoke up, "Much as I love the idea, we're spending way too much money lately, and I can't get my license for a while anyways..." "But I NEED a car, Nicole!" Celeste pouted most enticingly, "the big brute forces me into all sorts of disgusting and depraved things every time he gives me a ride..." She climbed on me and demonstrated some of the horrors I had visited on her body. I was impressed I could even have thought of them. "And that's not all, Nicole!" Celeste abandoned me, just before my quivering eagerness became a spurting one. She sashayed over to the helplessly giggling girls, "He even makes me..." and whispered in Nicole's ear. "Oh, the animal!" Nicole leered at me, as she allowed Celeste to drag her down on the mat. "You'll have to show me!" Jules reached for me, "How come you never make me do those things?" She pouted as she climbed to fit herself over me on the narrow Nautilus seat. She leaned on my shoulders as she squinted her eyes in concentration and whimpered as she moved on me. She pulled my hands to her breasts and hissed in pleasure as she pumped on me. "Ooooh, and what depraved things will you be doing to me, you sick, sick man! Ohhh, ohhh!" Her nails dug into my biceps and she shuddered. She rocked on me for another minute until her shakes stopped. Then she dragged me to the mat and dumped me over the two very sexy ladies already slithering wetly on it. Celeste rolled over into Jules' embrace and I stared into Nicole's perfect face, and her lustfilled eyes. We kissed and she pulled me into her heat, moaning and quivering as I drove into her in long powerful strokes. Nicole wrapped her legs around me, forcing even more of me into her, her arms and nails driving me relentlessly. She cried and shook and cried out some more and I felt my cock balloon, my balls tightened and I flailed wildly as I pumped an endless stream of heated pleasure into her. Nicole held me and moaned and shook violently under me as I gasped out, mind blanked with my release. I looked at Nicole's happy face and smiled back. I kissed her on her nose as she unwound our bodies and stretched. "Mmmm, I feel good!" "And you look better!" Celeste leaned down and kissed her, "And about the car...?" "Why don't we wait till I get my license?" "You may NEVER get a license - you're mechanically challenged!" "Don't worry, Jules. We'll go driving in the BMW, then you can get a stick shift!" Nicole said. "Then I won't be able to drive it!" Celeste wailed, "Ja-aaames, they're picking on me!" she breathed, "You'll be my friend won't you?" She did something with her mouth that left me sweating and shivering. "I'd be EVER so grateful!" She murmured. "Er, Jules, if we lease, can we afford a car for each of you?" JulieAnn pulled Celeste off me as she thought about it, "It will actually help our taxes a bit if we lease, then we can get two cars - just keep Celeste's under a grand..." Jules smirked. "Nicole..." Celeste squirmed on to Nicole and me, "You'll be nice to me too, won't you? You see how badly she treats me? Her own sister, who's sacrificed so much for her..." And applied herself lewdly to Nicole until she was restrained. "O-of course, nothing but the best for the successor to the Mueller Empire..." Nicole laughed, shakily, "By the way, you'd be interested to know there's a bit of money coming from the licensing of his patents. I'm still following it up but we'll have a firm number in a week or so." We had to sit on Celeste until she had control over her exuberance. After a shower we drove down and had lunch at Anton's, who greeted us like long lost relatives and lavished us with attention. After lunch Nicole dropped us off at the auto mall and took Jules for lessons in the Bimmer. We stopped at MB and looked at their cars. Celeste was not happy with their prices and I did not push her - I was not too pleased with their appetite for expensive premium gas either. We ended up at the Toyota dealership. A young man with 'Ken' on his nametag shook our hands, "How may I help you?" Celeste detached herself and took his arm, "The big boy here is getting me a car, what can you show me?" Ken was only too pleased and, with a backward glance at me, steered Celeste to a cute little SUV. She climbed in, showing him her long legs, giggling and batting her lashes. They worked their way to a huge four-wheeler that towered over her. She slid behind the drivers seat and then climbed in the back. Ken was panting and shaking as she flashed her gams and blinked adoringly at his every word. A pert young woman dressed in the colors of the showroom staff walked up to me. "Hi, I'm Stephanie, I'm the floor manager here. Can I help you?" She smiled as she shook my hand. "My girlfriend is shopping for a car..." "Is that her?" Celeste was being shown the engine on the large SUV. She had raised herself on tiptoes and the skirt had risen perilously close to her ass. "She looks like she's having a good time with Ken." Stephanie looked at me, "And you don't mind?" "She knows what she's doing. Looks like he's having a good time as well!" "That he is - between you and me, what're his chances of making a sale?" She looked at me with her pretty eyes. "We talking about a car? If he doesn't get too pushy, quite good..." "Can I do anything to improve his chances?" "Perhaps, but you can certainly help stop her wasting his time..." Stephanie looked enquiringly at me. I stood closer to her and put an arm around her waist, "Do what she is doing to your salesman..." "You mean like this?" She smiled a beautifully mischievous smile and leaned her head on my shoulders and reached across to hug me, running her hand over my chest. Celeste stormed up, fire in her eyes. Stephanie wisely took a step away from me. "James Mitchell, what do you think you are doing?" Celeste demanded. "Stephanie was feeling sorry for me, seeing how my girlfriend left me all alone." "Was that what she was doing...? I thought you had choked and she was doing the Heimlich on you." She smiled sweetly at Stephanie, "Honey, you were doing it wrong - watch." She spun behind me and demonstrated, and almost succeeded in expelling my lunch as well. Celeste carefully kissed the tears from my eyes and nestled up to me, saying, "Now, sweetie, which car are you buying me?" I walked her over to a Solara and we took one out for a spin. Celeste fell in love with it and, much to my disappointment, didn't even bother to do a Nicole-test with me. She chose a red convertible and kissed me in delight. "Oooh, James, it's SOOOO darling!" She twittered on my arm as Ken took us into the office and pulled the manifest sheet. It had pretty much everything on it: V6, auto roof, power doorlocks, remote starter, cell-phone, route-monitor, heated mirrors, CD-changer, run-flat tires and power bun-warming seats, which opens flat on the passenger side. Celeste pulled the piece of paper from me. She gushed over the options, then hmmm'd a bit. "Is this how much it costs?" "Yes - but for you, I can take a couple of hundred off..." He corrected the figure. "Ken, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. He won't pay this much for that darling car - even for me." She sighed, took my arm and turned to leave. "Perhaps I can do something, can you wait?" Celeste batted her lashes, "Why, you're a dear, Ken. We'll wait right here!" She leaned over and softly kissed me, humming tunelessly until he returned. She smiled radiantly at him. "I spoke to my Manager and he says we can't go any lower, but I really want to see you with that car, so I'll kick in my commission on the deal." Ken said with a straight face and penned in a new amount on the sheet. "Gosh, Ken, that's so nice of you, but I wouldn't want you to do this for nothing! Let's go, James!" "Wait! I'll be frank - I need this deal to make my quota! Let me talk to my manager again!" He rushed out. Celeste spent the time nibbling on my ear. A very breathless Ken came in and offered a new price, apparently he had talked his manager to throw in HIS percentage as well. "Gee, Ken. I'm touched. Tell you what - I think this is how much this car is worth." Celeste crossed out the latest offer and wrote in a substantially lower number. "Ah, I can't even come close to this figure. I'm sorry, even my boss couldn't do anything... Perhaps there's another model...?" Celeste sighed, "And I had my mind set on that beautiful little car too..." We rose to go again and made it to the door before Ken and Stephanie came rushing up. "OK, OK, you win. Come back to the office and we can talk it over!" "I don't think so, if you can't make an offer that's realistic here, you won't be able to do it inside either!" "We can't sell the car at that price, how 'bout another $1500 more and we'll throw in a years' worth of oil changes?" "How 'bout we leave it at what I offered and we'll take out a lease so you'll make the kickback from the bank?" "And all the oil-changes and tune-ups for two years." I added. We stared at them until Ken turned to Stephanie and finally she nodded, assuring us that they would be fired for bankrupting the firm. While we were walking to do the paperwork, Stephanie said to me, "Your girlfriend is something! She's managed to get the car below our cost!" She shook her head. "I hope you can hang on to her!" "If I don't, then it's because I don't deserve her." I shrugged. "If you don't, you should give me a call..." Celeste chose that moment to look at me and motioned me to the chair next to her. I sighed and joined her. "Why is my incoming alert flashing all the time?" She asked with a sweet, deadly smile. "You'll have to learn to be more trusting - Stephanie is a very nice young lady who's just trying to keep a client happy." Ken was trying hard to hide his smile. "If you were any happier, you'd be making a mess in your pants." She turned to Ken, "I'd dump him in a second if he wasn't stinking rich and such a hottie!" She sighed and kissed me, "And if I didn't love him so very, very much..." After waiting to get the phone activated and for the plates to be put on and to say 'No' to every aftermarket option they can offer, Celeste sat grinning behind the wheel. She hummed happily and looked at me and hummed some more. "Are we going yet?" "Yes, as soon as I decide which disgusting and depraved thing I'm going to make you do in my new car." She beamed. Jules drove the Bimmer up the driveway as Celeste was wailing her disgust at a particularly depraved thing I was doing to her. Nicole got out and froze in her tracks, hands over her mouth. Jules joined her and they leaned on each other and gaped as we panted and squished on each other and severely tested the water-repelling abilities of the upholstery. "You two are so sick! You should get help before it's too late." Jules opined, "As soon as James finishes trying it with me!" "Do you think they'll be permanently damaged from that?" Nicole was gripping Jules, her nipples tenting her soft blouse. "I will probably never be able to stand up straight again." Celeste moaned shakily from under me, "But it was worth it..." And kissed a part of my body intimately, eliciting an answering groan from me. Finally we managed to extricate ourselves and Celeste clung to me as I sat in a more-or-less decent position. The girls gingerly climbed in the back seat. "Eewwww! How on earth can you manage to get a puddle back here?" Jules exclaimed. "That was when he bent me over the seat and..." "There's more on this side!" Nicole noticed. "He did me from there too." "Wow, how many times did you two..." "I told him I'd give him a ride for each time..." Celeste sighed and kissed me softly, "I lost count after 10." "We were up to 16 and a half." "Half?" "Remember when we fell off the hood?" Celeste took the girls for a spin and I went in to start dinner. "Hi, how's my little sweetheart?" "Your little sweetheart misses you in a BIG way!" "Would you like me to pick you up at school and take you out tomorrow?" "YES!" "So, you're playing hard to get..." "Oh yeah, definitely. Just say 'Hello' and I'll be on the ground with my legs wide open..." She giggled. "I was thinking we can go grab some food and see a movie..." "Or something... Oh goodie! My friends are just dying to meet you!" "What have you told them?" "Just that I've met this real hunk and we're going out... They're SO jealous!" She giggled. "And maybe bring Nicole's new sports car? That'll knock their socks off for sure!" "OK, I'll do that. So you'll wait for me?" "With bated breath, my sweetheart, with bated breath..." Grinning, I went to make dinner. I had to throw out most of the salad greens and potatoes because they had turned yellow and slimy so I was forced to make spaghetti with meatballs. Nicole took a bite and chewed it carefully. "Mmmm, what is this delicious food? I don't think I've ever tasted anything as good..." She ate enthusiastically, "I think I'm going to have it every day for the rest of my life!" Soon she was scraping her plate clean. "Nicole, you have to be careful with this stuff," I warned her, "It's known to make people gorgeous. I've seen it happen before!" She crinkled sweetly and came over, "I love you, you sweet man.", and gave me a long soft kiss. "Oooh, that's disgusting, Nicole! You're corrupting our highly impressionable minds!" She licked my lips carefully, then turned to Celeste, "I'm trying to show you that there is more to sex than the perverted things you and your sister seem to specialize in!" "Then why is your hand inside his pants?" "Oh, is it? I was feeling a bit tipsy and must've leaned too far..." Nicole straightened my clothing and returned to her seat. "More wine, anybody?" Celeste leaned over and kissed me gently, "I hope you can forgive Nicole - she's normally not like this..." "Er, Celeste, why is YOUR hand in his pants as well?" "I'm just making sure Nicole didn't make a mess... Holy shit, lookit that wiener!" Jules pushed Celeste back in her chair and gave me a kiss too. "See, some of us can maintain a sense of decorum without getting lewd." She scoffed at them. She reached down, "James, looks like you've spilt some food in the excitement. There's one... no, two meatballs... they're stuck..." She slid down my leg, "Hmmmm, I just love your meatballs!" and sank me in her mouth as I whined weakly. There was a frantic rush to pull Jules off me even as I fought to cram more of her face down on my cock. I ended up on the kitchen floor with Jules on my shoulder, smacking her lips and humming happily; Nicole held tightly in my other arm and Celeste busy cleaning the mess her sister left on my penis. She crawled up, "Jules, that was low and despicable!" Jules hummed some more and licked her lips. Celeste pulled Jules close in a warm kiss and soon both of them were humming. Celeste pulled back, breathing hard, "Sorry you two, hate to eat and run. Jules owes me a few hours of cunt nuzzling..." They hastily cleaned up and took off. "And I suppose you feel I owe you a similar service too?" I kissed Nicole. "Hmmm, I guess I'll have to settle for whatever I can get..." as I carried her upstairs. Chapter 23 I took the SL to school for my exam, afterwards there was a message on the car phone telling me to get food and go to JulieAnn's house before going to pick Amanda up. I found Celeste and Jules sorting through their swimsuits and Celeste was trying on a little number which did nothing except accentuated her nakedness. She smiled at my look and gave me a soft kiss. Jules hugged my arm, her nakedness accentuated by her having nothing on at all. "The marina called and said the boat's prepped and ready. And - you ready for this?" Jules was bright-eyed with excitement. "We've been invited to do a photo shoot this weekend for a boat manufacturer!" "Did you agree?" "Of course! And Amanda, too! This is our big break!" "And me?..." "No, sorry. I told them you don't put out..." "Oh? And you do?" "Natch! I assured them, not only are we gorgeous, we're easy too!" Then they proceeded to show me just how easy they were. Twenty minutes later, Celeste was happily licking my cock clean after a wet draining session. Jules was nestled in my neck, kissing and caressing my chest. Celeste crawled up my body, "I hope Amanda appreciates what we're doing for her..." Jules continued, "I expect so, if we hadn't sacrificed our virtue to satisfy his animal hunger, he'll probably want to tear her clothes off and do disgusting, depraved things to her..." Celeste sighed, "Oh lord, no, the poor dear! I can hear it now; her cries as she begs for mercy; his cruel laughter as his rough calloused hands travel obscenely over her soft, tender body..." "Uuggh, the thought just gives me the shivers! Then no doubt he will force her and take advantage of her sweet innocence! Oh, the suffering he will put her through!" "Oooooh, she'll fight, but he's too strong. And the heartless brute will make her submit to his base desires. She'll have no choice but to yield - and, ooooh, the shame! He'll make her touch him wantonly! With her hands, her lips..." "And then he'll smother her with his hot, inflamed body - she will die! The anguish, the disgust! He has no feelings for her suffering!" "Yes... brutally using her for his own selfish pleasure! Oh you sick, evil beast! Oh, the poor, sweet child!" Celeste moaned as she carefully worked herself on my newly revived cock. "Hmmm, I'm speechless with horror!" Jules said, nestling her wet cunt on my face, "Just speechless! Ahhhh!" As they clutched and consoled each other in their misery. An hour later, after regaining our senses and a modicum of virtue, the girls served me lunch in bed before heading off in their new car to shop for more swimsuits. After showering I made my way to Amanda's school, and found myself driving up a wide tree lined boulevard; past a big iron gate, tennis courts, playing fields and basketball nets to a sprawling colonial building. Young girls in white blouses and short green skirts were milling about waiting for their ride. There were more luxury sedans there than some Arab countries. Amanda came up with a pretty girl in tow. "James, this is my friend Sherri." She was taller than Amanda, with dark hair, light olive skin and the biggest eyes I've ever seen. "Hi Sherri." I reached out and shook her hand. She smiled prettily and flicked her long lashes at me. "I told Sherri we'll drive her home." "Mandie, you realize this is a 2-seater?" "Don't worry, we'll double up, it's only a few blocks." About a dozen of their friends had drifted over to admire the car and they were buzzing and sneaking looks at me. "OK, you guys, this is James. Happy now?" They lined up and I shook hands with them as they mumbled their names. Amanda had by now seated Sherri on the inside and buckled themselves in. "Say goodbye, James." I was involved in another round of handshaking. "Bye bye, girls!" "Geez, some people. You'd think they've never seen a man before." "So, Sherri, have you known Amanda long?" "We grew up together," Amanda jumped in, "Since kindergarten." "Where do you live, Sherri?" "Left turn, straight down, two lights, right turn and..." "Why can't Sherri tell me? Are you her agent?" "Yes - she doesn't have much to say." "Maybe we should let her try...?" "If you insist." Amanda sighed. "Hi Sherri, how are you?" She looked at me and blushed. Not a word came out. "That's good, I'm fine too. Lovely weather we're having..." They both burst out giggling. "I told you, she's very shy. And she's never been this close to a man before." "Yes I have!" Sherri had a soft, lovely voice as well. "Besides your Dad and your brother, I mean. They don't count." "Like YOU have..." Sherri retorted, then looked at me and blushed again. "Just one, but he's all I need..." Amanda said and took my hand. "Are you two..." "Kinda... Yes." "Gosh! Really?" "Yes. I fell in love the moment I saw him. I wanted to do it right away but he made us wait... 'Until the right time and place', he said." Amanda said dreamily. "Sherri, when it finally happened, it was awesome... He put me on this big bed with satin sheets and kissed me all night..." She sighed and hugged Sherri, "All night, and all over my body... god..." She shivered and nestled against Sherri. "Then he told me I was his..." She smiled at me. "My sweet, gentle lover." "Oh, it's so beautiful." Sherri looked at me with her big brown eyes, flushed. "It was good? It didn't hurt?" "It KILLED, it was so painful. He's huge, you know. But I was ready to die if it meant getting him." She hugged Sherri again, "You know, the sweet man, at the very last moment, he still asked me to wait, he didn't want to hurt me. But I made him do it." She looked at me and sighed, "And it gets better every time, I can't get enough of it now..." "Girls, where do we turn?" "You missed it six blocks back..." "Why didn't you say something?" "I was telling my friend about this incredible experience I had with a warm, sensitive man. Not something you'd understand, James." "Is that so? Sherri, Amanda and I, we're just casual friends, in fact we've only held hands and she's only let me kiss her goodnight on the cheeks." "Yeah, and he begged me to let him see me today. I felt sorry that he sounded so heartbroken and he groveled so sweetly..." Sherri was looking at us like we were escapees from the loonie bin. "But I'm expecting to score big time with her tonight." "Hah! You wish!" "I heard from a reliable source that once I kissed her on the mouth, her defenses will fall and then unscrupulous scoundrels like me can take advantage of her!" "Oh god, Sherri, he knows my weakness! What am I to do?" Sherri was looking from Amanda to me, not knowing what to say or expect. "I mean, Sherri," Amanda continued, "What can you do if he kissed you like this?" And grabbed her friend's face. In two seconds, Sherri was lost. She fell limply against Amanda and could not move until long after the kiss was over. "You see? I have been bewitched. I cannot resist him. Oh, fie, fie, woe is me!" Sherri remained totally oblivious to Amanda's plight as she leaned on Amanda and savored their last contact. We turned down her street. "I think your friend is bewitched herself." "Oh, Sherri! Come back to us girl! We're almost home!" Sherri sighed and nestled in Amanda's neck, "He kisses like that?" She murmured softly. "Oh, better! There's nothing that feels like his kisses..." Amanda stroked her hair and winked at me. "You want to try it with him?" Sherri gave a barely perceptible nod. "Well, let's go see if anybody's home." She supported Sherri into the door and a moment later, waved me in. Sherri was sitting on her bed, staring at the carpet and Amanda moved us to either side of her. "Sherri, you OK?" I asked. She looked at me and blushed, then nodded her head. "OK," Amanda said, "Why don't you watch us do it and then you can try, OK?" Sherri was already nodding. Amanda leaned across and slowly took my face, softly touching my lips with hers. Sherri's face was only inched from ours and her breath tickled by neck. Gently, I kissed Amanda back, already tingling with her touch. Our mouths opened and our tongues fenced and fluttered on each other. She left sparks as she tasted and danced her feathery touch on me as I tried my best to reciprocate. I felt her hands on my hair, my neck and I reached across to caress her, sliding my hand down her face to rub a hard nipple. She sank down on the bed and I crushed poor Sherri under me. I could hear Sherri's thunderous breathing against my ear as her arms went around me and I probed Amanda's little mouth. We drew back, Amanda's eyes were wild and she panted. "Oh god, James, what you do to me... How come you never did that before?" She moaned weakly. "I learned from you, my Mandie Chip, you're the best." She smiled her soft eyes at me and we kissed tenderly. I traced her tongue as we panted into each other. My hand went back to her excited breasts and she pulled on my hair. Finally we broke off. We raped each other with our eyes and I fondled Amanda's breasts as Sherri watched fascinated. I must be horribly heavy on her tiny torso but she never complained, just kept running her hands over my back. "Oh Sherri, I totally lose control when he does that. Do you want the same thing to happen to you?" Amanda whispered, still looking hungrily at me. Sherri looked up and smiled with her beautiful eyes. "I don't care... I want it..." She turned her face up and closed her eyes. I turned to her and gently touched lips. She was dry from nervousness so I licked them. She moaned. "See? He hasn't started and you're already wild for him... am I right?" Sherri nodded and gripped me. I slipped my mouth over hers and she sucked in a shuddering breath. "Doesn't it feel good! Like it's what you've been waiting for all your life. It's sweet and warm and fills you..." Amanda crooned as Sherri whinnied and shook. "You're all weak, and tingly. And you need someone to touch you, don't you?" Amanda placed an arm across her friend's stomach and Sherri shuddered and moaned in my mouth. "Your breasts are so lonely... and your nipples... they're so hard... they need to be touched, don't they?" Sherri was making grunting noises and twitching her arms on me. "You need someone to caress them, someone who's gentle and know what you need... Someone who wants to make you feel good, don't you?" Slowly Amanda dragged her arm up. Sherri was jerking her hand across my back, trying to urge Amanda on. I ran my tongue softly along hers as finally Amanda covered a breast. Sherri gasped and sobbed into our kiss, her legs tensing at Amanda's touch. "Sometimes, he is so cruel, he touches me a bit and he stops." Amanda follows her own instructions as Sherri grunted and made mewling noises, "He makes me beg... I want him so much, and I have to beg him to touch me... Do you want to beg?" Sherri pulled her lips away, "Please, please, oh god, please..." "Like this?" Sherri grunted happily and returned to our kiss as Amanda lightly traced her nipple. "Or are you ready for him to touch you... on your bare skin... without your clothes on?" Still tracing lazy circles on her hardness. Sherri turned to her, "Please, yes, touch me, touch me inside!" Smoothly, Amanda unbuttoned her shirt and released the catch on her white bra with a skill I envied. Sherri's breast were flushed and the nipples dark with need. "You know, once he touches your bare skin, you will be his. There is no turning back. Do you want him to touch your naked breasts and take you for himself?" "God yes, please, Amanda... James... touch me please!" I licked her ear and her neck as we each took a breast and worried her hard nipples. "Do you offer yourself, your body to him?" Amanda murmured in her ear, her eyes glowing. "Yesss," Sherri moaned. "Will you give him everything? Do you offer your heart, your soul, your body and everything you hold dear to him?" "Please, dear god, yes, oh yes!" "Sherri, look at James and say 'James, I give you my heart, my soul, my body and everything I hold dear'." Sherri turned her soft brown eyes on me and said slowly, shakily, "James, I give you my heart, my soul, my body and everything I hold dear..." and presented her lips to me, followed by a sharp intake of breath as Amanda placed her mouth on an exposed nipple. She started moaning in my mouth and thrashing weakly as Amanda's hand disappeared under her little skirt. "You want him bad don't you?" Sherri nodded her head weakly and moaned. "Do you want Mandie to make you feel better?" "Yes..." "Say, please Mandie, please make me feel good." "Oh god, please, please Mandie, please make me feel good!" "And who's got the nicer boobs, huh?" "Y-you, oh god, your boobs are the best. Please, Mandie..." Amanda threw Sherri's skirt up and tugged her panties down, already soaked. Sherri's pussy was covered with a thin down, like a natural bikini cut. She hugged my neck and kissed my cheek as I leaned up to watch. Slowly, Amanda kissed her way from the navel to the prominent mount. With a glint, Amanda wagged her tongue before sinking it into her sex. Sherri moaned and kissed my face and sobbed and shook as Amanda teased her to a succession of releases. Amanda raised herself up and Sherri clutched her and kissed her. "Remember, this isn't even halfway as good as when James do you..." And both girls shivered. Amanda rolled on her back, a panting Sheri clutched to her side. She shrugged out of her panties and opened her arms, "James, sweetheart, please..." In seconds I was humping like a man possessed in her tight wet cunt. The whole room shook with our passion as Sherri looked on wide-eyed. Amanda moaned and shivered and pulled Sherri over her and the two shared a kiss that continued even after I groaned and sprayed my load. I collapsed next to them and for a long time the only noise was my heart pounding and the sound of their grunts and moans. "There is one more thing you must do for your man, and I will show you." Amanda pulled Sherri down to my satisfied cock and licked it. I moaned as she nursed it in her mouth. "Try it..." Sherri stuck her tongue out and gave me a little lick. I sighed. "He likes it, do this..." My head fell back as they took turns licking and cleaning me. Satisfied that Sherri was doing a good job, Amanda climbed up and kissed me, licking me softly but thoroughly, just as her friend was doing at my cock. I stirred and started growing in Sherri's mouth, probing in her soft wet heat. I reached down and helped her move her head on me. Her mouth was smooth and hot and welcoming. She moaned when I tried to force myself deep but she never flinched. I was shaking when Amanda said, "Try and catch all his come in your mouth. It's very strong but you can take it. It's the best thing you can do for your man." She added her hand to me and kissed me again. I felt myself sink in their soft exciting caresses and moaned as I shot into Sherri's mouth in intense spurts. Finally I settled back in Amanda's arms, exhausted. Sherri pulled off me with tears in her eyes and her mouth full. "Do you think you can swallow it? It's his seed, and it's precious." Sherri knelt between my legs and gripped my knees as she gulped it down, more tears coming down her face. She finally looked up, smiling bravely. "I did it, I swallowed it!" "It may be difficult now, but once you realize that it's part of him, it'll be a completely different taste..." Amanda showed Sherri how to clean me and taste me some more, before helping her shaky friend up to nestle to my side. I pulled Sherri to me and kissed her, "That was a very nice thing you did for me, and swallowing my come makes me feel real special. I'm proud of you." "James, I really want to please you. I'll do everything to make you happy." She said in her sweet voice. Amanda leaned over and kissed Sherri, "You did very well. I had trouble the first time too, but after that, it was easy, even exciting, knowing it's him I'm tasting." She took time to kiss and taste us thoroughly. "And I LOVE to watch his face when he comes." Amanda squinted her eyes and hung her tongue out and they both broke out laughing. Shyly Sherri put her hand on my chest and kissed me, allowing me to slip my tongue in. Slowly I kissed her and brushed her sweet little nipples until they were hard and straining, then I slipped a finger into her very tight pussy and fingered her until she moaned and shook in orgasm. Amanda got up and helped Sherri strip out of her school uniform, and then herself. They stood at parade rest and Amanda hugged her friend and said, "James is taking us to dinner, you know why?" we shook our heads, "Because we're his good little cocksuckers." I could only nod. I laid back and watched as they rushed around and changed. Sherri looked really sexy in her tight jeans and a halter top that showed her long slim waist. Amanda changed into jeans she brought in her backpack and wore the same white shirt she had on for school, but with it knotted just under her braless breasts, she was wild and hot. We got back in the car and, this time, Amanda sat on Sherri's lap, "because I have the best boobs." and stuck them out proudly. I had to put the top up because she complained that it was chilly and then asked Sherri put her hands on them to keep them warm. Sherri whispered something to Amanda. "You have to ask him yourself, love." I smiled at Sherri, "What is it, dear?" "Are we going to do it tonight?" she whispered. "No, I want you to think about what we just did, and what it means to you. When you've decided that you're ready, let me know and we will make it special for you." "Consider the last hour as a small sample of what you'll experience if you decide to say 'Yes'." Amanda added, "I will tell you that James is the best. I've never been happier and I would love to have you to nuzzle cunts with..." Sherri looked at her. "I'm getting my first lesson this weekend, and the girls tell me it's the next best thing to having sex with James. Maybe even better!" She snickered at me. "He's got no staying power - he can only screw half the night, but the girls can nuzzle cunts ALL NIGHT!" "What do you mean, 'the girls'?" "There are six of us, seven if you say Yes. We share everything, including James." "And you don't mind... I mean, like, sharing Him?" "No - we don't have any problems. We love and care for each other and he loves us and cares for us... James, don't look so smug, we're talking about a warm, sensitive man who can make me wet just by calling me 'sweetheart'. You wouldn't know anything about it." "Of course not..." "Sometimes he's so frustrating, I can't stop loving him and he knows it. So he does these extra nice things for me and I don't have any more of myself to give!" Amanda grabbed and kissed my hand, then placed it on her friend's breast. "Sherri, will you be my present to James? He'll make you so happy but I know you'll make him happy as well!" Sherri sighed, "Maybe I can make you happy too?" and ran her hand over Amanda's breasts. "Ooh, they're so hard!" "God, this is making me horny again!" She handed Sherri the car phone, "Call your Mom and tell her you're staying over tonight. I feel I need some warming up before this weekend!" Chapter 24 True to my word, I managed to get a few hours of studying the night before for my history exam. I even managed to answer all the questions, somewhat correctly and before time was up. Brenda was at my locker in a short skirt and a loose top, which offered an incredible view of her assets whenever she bent over. Or if somebody deliberately looked down it. And got slapped for his troubles. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Brenda grabbed me and started kissing my cheek. "I'm fine, Bren, I deserved it. I just couldn't resist." I smiled my idiot smile, "Remember the school dance?" She blushed and suddenly her nipples poked through the material. "Yes... Now look what you've made me do!" She whispered fiercely. "I have a good mind to make you kiss them better!" Brenda looked around, "James, hold me." She wrapped herself around me and shook on my shoulder, "I miss you... I miss you so much, I hurt!" She looked at me and stroked my face, "What can I do, James. I want you so bad all the time!" "Hush, babe. We're together today, let's be happy and enjoy it!" I hugged her and she moaned against me. Sara walked up, wearing a yellow dress and no bra. She smiled and gently touched the finger I held out. "Hey..." She said softly, then louder, "OK, lovebirds, let's get out of here. Bren, you're just gonna LOVE the house!" She took my other arm and we went to the car. "So tell us about Sherri!" Sara said as she got in the back. "Not much to tell. We've only met yesterday. She's pretty, brown hair, slim, a bit taller than Amanda. And she has these big brown eyes!" "Did you like the blow job she gave you?" Brenda wanted to know. "Holy cow! Amanda told you about that?" "Why wouldn't she? We tell each other everything - especially when it has to do with you! So was she good?" "I couldn't say good or bad, it was her first time, but she's eager enough." "I'll bet - did you last five minutes?" "About that - Amanda was double-teaming me though..." "You should learn to hold out longer, it's more fun if we get to play with it some before you squirt and get all droopy." Sara stated. "And then you're no good for squat!" Bren reminded us. "I wish I could last longer too! Fact is you girls are too good!" "It works better if you alternate your mouth with your hand now and then." Commented Brenda. "Yeah, but most of the time he's already grabbed your head and is humping himself like a maniac..." Sara sighed. "Right, and then he gets that strange look on his face..." "No kidding, I thought he was gonna die from stress or something." Thankfully, the conversation was cut short when I took us in the drive-through to order lunch. Brenda was licking her fingers after her food when I reached over and tweaked a nipple. "Hey, what do you think you're doing? I obviously didn't slap you hard enough last time!" "There was a piece of bread on it! You're sticking out so far it's catching everything!" "Is it very obvious?" Brenda blushed. "It's sexy as hell." Sara said, as she reached around and touched them. "Why don't you come back here and I'll see if I can make them feel better!" Brenda climbed over the seat, sticking her tongue out at me, "You've been terrible to me since I told you how much I needed you! Sara, you'll make me forget him, won't you?" There was a rustle of clothing and some happy squeals. "I'll do my best." Sara said in a muffled voice. I had to pull over at the fisheries because they were still going at it. Brenda leaned up against the side of the car and screamed her delight as Sara did her best to drain her moisture and lust. I drove up to the Marina with the girls cuddled up against each other. Sara's two young admirers came to greet her and got a treat as Sara and Brenda, all nipples and legs, unwound themselves and we went looking for our new boat, with them trailing and ogling. Max, the owner of the Marina came over, shook my hand and sent the boys away. "These two beautiful ladies...?" He may be old but there was nothing wrong with his eyesight. I made the introductions and added, "They're JulieAnn's best friends. They've come to make sure I don't cheat on her..." They laughed and Brenda hugged me possessively. "He's so difficult to please," Sara sighed as she leaned on my arm, "And could be quite a handful, but we try our best. For Jules, you know..." and, behind everybody, grabbed a handful of ass. Max took us to the slip Jules had arranged for our new vessel. Compared to the rental unit, the new USS Dweebus, a 21' Jet boat, had twice the horsepower but only slightly more weight, having more lightweight composites in its construction. It had a U-shaped seat in the bow and an L-shaped couch in the back, behind the double width captain's chair. It had the pull-up changeroom/potty along with a tiny sink and a small fridge, very charitably called an 'Entertainment Center'. The fishing package added low-speed electric propulsion, an electronic fish finder with GPS and aerated holding tanks. Max had been very impressed with Jules' looks and brains and was instrumental in convincing the manufacturer that the girls would be perfectly suited to model for their new line of pleasure boats. He offered to include Sara and Brenda in the shoot but they had to decline, since they would be busy on Saturday. We also had to postpone Max's offer to give us a grand tour, because the new dock was being installed and Sara was anxious to make sure her design was properly followed. After we familiarized ourselves with the boat's controls Brenda took us out to the house, eyes aglow with excitement and the scenery. "Sorry Bren, it would have been better if everything was neat and then you'd get the full impact of Mueller's genius. But you'll still be impressed." I said, seeing the mess that was in front of the house. The workers anchored the floats in place while Sara looked things over with a critical eye. Then she gave Brenda a tour as I spoke to the foreman about the placement of the small 12-volt lights that turned on after dark to allow us to dock safely. I was still debating to myself the need for a cell phone on the jet boat when Brenda walked up, "Sara's talking to the guys, more or less about work," she grinned, "But she said you should take me to visit the rainbow..." I smiled and handed her in the boat. "Is there a reason why Sara said I should offer to drop anchor?" Brenda was still a bit giggly and leaned drunkenly on me as we made our way back. "James, do you think that if we keep screwing like that, I'll be able to get over you?" "Do you want to get me out of your life that badly?" "No - not out of my life, just so I wouldn't ache so much thinking about you..." She licked my ears and kissed me, hand still stroking my extremely satisfied penis. "But it's worth a try, isn't it?" She moaned as she bent and gave my soft dick some lusty kisses - it hardly reacted. The contractors were gone and Sara was fishing down by the new docks. "They said the fish would have been scared away and there won't be anything for a day or two. So far they're right..." She looked at us, "Brenda, are you alright?" "Mmmm, I got royally fucked..." She smiled and patted my crotch affectionately. "Until I couldn't get him up anymore!" "Do you two have any energy to go fishing?" "You can fish, I'll just rest until he's ready to fuck me again..." Brenda crawled off to the lounger and closed her eyes. "James, what happened, did you drug her?" "You know me. Girls find me irresistible!" "You should be ashamed, corrupting and taking advantage of an innocent girl like that." "I should be," I sighed, "But strangely, I'm not. Not the least bit." I sighed some more. Sara already had the cooler packed with drinks and we took it on board. We looked for the telltale seabird swarms but they seemed to have been scared off as well. We went back to where we had strikes a few days ago but the fishfinder showed no activity. Sara took us to a spot the workers had told her, which was along the reeds close to where the 2 rivers entered the lake. I put the anchor down as the sonar pinged fish around us. No sooner did we start casting we were getting hits. After some releases, I caught a 3-pounder and as I placed it the live well, Sara caught another. Brenda was up and watching us and was checking constantly over my shoulders to make sure I didn't get an erection without her knowing about it. Sara said, "Brenda, if you leave him alone, after fishing, I'll show you a place where he'll be ready for you." "Really? You're not kidding me are you? I can count on you?" Brenda licked her chops. "No kidding. But honestly, Bren, I've never seen anyone as hard up for a man as you!" "I know - all I think of is what I'll do when I don't have him... Oh!" She threw herself at me again. "Down, girl! Go sit there until you can behave!" "Yes Ma'am..., meanie!" Brenda sulked away. Sara was reeling in the largest fish of the day when Brenda yelled, "Look, James, over there!" Sara seemed to be doing fine without my help so I joined Brenda. She pointed to a cluster of mangrove trees whose roots where covered with a squirming mass. "Ewww, they look like big spiders!" Sara stashed her catch and came over. "No, they're crabs, blue crabs! See the bands?" They were trying to climb up each other and the tree. "They must be getting ready to mate... That's why they're selling traps in town. Mm-mmmm, the big ones are good eating!" "Speaking of mating, Sara, where's this place you're gonna show me?" "You are one sick puppy, you know?" Brenda grinned and nodded furiously. "James, are you up to it?" Sara looked at me. "Not yet, but I probably would be in 15 minutes!" "I'll make sure he's ready! Drive on, Sara!" Brenda dragged me on the bench seat and start removing our clothes. Sara took us to 'Lovers Rock', "See, Bren... Er... Oh... Geez, you can't wait can you?" Brenda was already firmly planted on me, moaning and squirming, her eyes tightly closed in ecstasy. "Ohhh, ohhh, James... Oh god, James..." She shivered and shook until finally, with a loud moaned she fell on me. "Sorry, can't move, get off, ow, hurts..." She mumbled as we helped her onto the lounger. She smiled, whispered 'Thank you' and fell asleep. Sara eyed my throbbing erection. "So..." She twinkled at me. "So..." I looked back as she pondered my predicament. "So - the way I see it, we can either have a quickie here or we can go back to the house and you can fuck me until I pass out too." Without waiting for my reply, she turned the boat about. I carried Brenda up to bed as Sara stayed to tidy up. I went back down to the docks where Sara was cleaning the fish. "So we have something to eat when we finish..." I started helping her, "I was afraid you had already passed out from being so close to my raw animal magnetism!" She looked at me, "James, there was never a moment today that I did not want you. I almost died when you and Bren came back from Rainbow Head, I needed you so much..." She trailed off, "But you know what? I saw the look you gave me and I felt alright again." Her eyes got misty, "I could tell you cared..." I leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek, "I love you, my sweet. You are very special to me. You are my little Sara because there is a part of you that lives in my soul. Forever." She bit her lip and she smiled. She held out a finger and touched mine and then meshed our palms together, "I don't have anything to give you except my love... I hope that it's enough for you..." We kissed tenderly, our hands gripped tightly, careless of the oozing fish slime. In the end, we had to clean ourselves in the lake as well. It was so cold our teeth chattered but it didn't matter - we shared our warmth and a whole lot more. We got out and cuddled together on the patio, rubbing our goosebumps together, trying to get warm. We kissed gently, hands trailing soft sparks on each other's skin. Sara slipped her mouth on my penis and worked her tongue about. It slowly thawed and started growing. She drew back. "Oh, that's a relief, I thought for a while you'd stay that size forever!" "I knew it! You just want me for my dick!" "Don't say that! I will always love you... even if you're a limp noodle!" She burst out laughing. "Must be the spaghetti Nicole's feeding you with!" She bounced around, laughing madly until she fell on the hard stone floor. I help her back on the mattress and she resumed her caresses on me. I stroked her breasts and she shivered as her nipples responded to my attention. We embraced and kissed, our tongues dancing lightly. She threw her leg over my waist and reached down to insert me, moaning as I slipped in her heat and we gasped into each other's mouth. We stayed on our sides as we fucked with short shallow strokes, her moans and caresses becoming stronger with each climax. Her sex squeezed me and her heat pulsed on me and I started moaning, close to the edge. She looked up at me, eyes wild, her face in a rictus of lust. She held my face in her hands and fucked down on me, taking me deep in her tight warmth. I held her and fucked back. I groaned and lurched my sperm in her, as we locked our mouths in a fevered kiss. The lights in the sky danced as we laid there, our soul and body locked together, humming and kissing our love. Brenda came out and knelt beside us, there were tears on her face. "That was so lovely - I was watching from inside. I could see how happy you both were, and I was so jealous and sad that I could not feel it..." "Bren..." We reached for her and held her hands. "Wait, let me finish. I was mad, how come I never get that way when we have sex..." She looked at us and smiled, sadly, "Then I realized what you were feeling was joy for each other... "I'm so ashamed, I've been selfish and demanding and took your love and wasted it." She gripped our hands, "I'll change, if you still want me, I'll learn." She sighed, "I want you to... no... I beg you to forgive me and help me learn to love..." Sara said softly, "There's nothing to forgive, Bren. Look at the beautiful sunset, it's nothing unless you have someone to share it with. Love is the same way - it's only good when it is shared." Mutely Brenda nodded as we pulled her down to share the sunset, and our love. Chapter 25 I came out of my Math test and Brenda was waiting for me. "I'm sorry, I know you have to pick Amanda up but can we talk a bit?" Amanda's classes were finishing at noon today and she was expecting me to pick her up. "Sure, Bren." I left Sara a note and took us to the car - Brenda looked ready to cry. We got in and I gave her a hug. She clung to me, shaking. "James, I'm so afraid. I'll die if I don't have you!" "Don't worry Bren, I'll always be around for you!" I started the car and drove to the small park. "You mean after yesterday you'll still want me?" "Yes, Bren, and so will everyone else. What you're feeling is just the uncertainties of opening yourself up and trusting someone with your inner feelings." After we parked, I turned to her and stroked her face and she leaned into me. "Do you know what just happened?" She looked at me, "Not too long ago, if I did this," I held my hand up to her face, "You would have stopped me or turned away. But because you trust me, you welcomed my hand - you KNOW I only want to make you feel good." She blinked her understanding. "I really want to make you feel good, too, but I'm scared I'll do the wrong thing." She took a shuddering breath, "I don't think I can handle your rejection..." "I'll never reject you, Bren. I love you." She looked at me, tears in her eyes. I kissed her lightly, "When you can, watch Sara and Amanda, they're marvelous at it - everything they do is for the other person's pleasure. They give everything of themselves, all of it and all of the time." "Here, let's try this. Close your eyes and try not to think of anything. Ready?" She nodded. I placed my hands on her face and stroked her cheeks, softly. Her hands twitched but she kept them on her lap. She licked her lips and started shivering. I ran my thumb across her lips and she took a shuddering breath. "Tell me how you feel..." I whispered. "I-I feel warm... full. Like you're all around me, surrounding me... Secure, safe." She opened her eyes, "James, I want you!" She moaned. "Don't rush it, let it build... Now you do me..." I closed my eyes as she placed her hands on my face. Slowly she caressed me and I soaked up her touch. I was panting when she ran her fingers along my lips. She moaned when I licked it. I looked at her, her face was flushed, beads of sweat stood out along her brow and her nipples and breasts stuck wetly to her blouse. "I'm about to come..." She whispered, rocking herself on the car seat. She leaned forward and kissed me, quivering as our lips touched, gently. She moaned as I ran my tongue along her lips and she met me part way with hers. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she shook and moaned her release for long minutes. She collapsed on me, hands clutched to mine as she caught her breath. "That was amazing! I've never felt this way before!" "That's because when you're giving pleasure, you have to sense what the other person is feeling. That means you'll feel the same pleasure as well..." She leaned her head on me and caressed my chest lightly. "James, I feel warm and satisfied, but I know we haven't done anything but touch, briefly. We haven't done any of the things I longed to do with you - yet they don't seem to matter..." "Bren, that's because love is more permanent than lust. Fucking provides pleasure for a little while, but sharing love fills you and stays with you." "I think I see what you mean." Brenda was quiet the rest of the way back to school. "Is everything OK?" Sara looked at us, concerned. "Mmm-Hmmm," Brenda said dreamily, "I learned something today." She got out and hugged Sara and kissed her lightly, "I learned that love has to be given. So from now on, I will try and give love..." She caressed Sara's face, and took her in the back, "Will you allow me to give you love, my lovely Sara?" The trip was filled with happy moans from the back and we drove up the imposing school buildings just as the girls finished straightening out their clothing. Amanda was waiting for us, "Hi guys! I'm glad you're all here! Sherri and I need help clearing our lockers." She took us into a side building and down spotless corridors bursting with little girls. I could see why she needed help, the lockers they had were the size of small rooms and Amanda's was packed with books. "I've had this locker for 4 years but next term we're going into upper school which is a different building." She explained as she turned me about. "James, go help Sherri." Sherri was standing in her little green skirt and white shirt, looking anxious and gorgeous. I started to say 'Hi' but she took my hand and pulled me around the corner. She held both my hands, "James, I've thought over what you said and what it means." She took a trembling breath, "I want to give you my heart, my soul, my body and everything I hold dear." She looked at me with unblinking eyes. I looked at her and slowly kissed her hands and held them to my pounding heart, "With everything _I_ hold dear, I accept you and your offer, my lovely Sherri." She smiled and her big soft eyes misted. "I'm glad I promised Amanda to tell you as soon as I saw you - otherwise I don't think I would have the nerve later!" She tipped her head up and closed her eyes and I lightly touched her lips with mine. "Ahem," Amanda and the girls were standing there, smiling. "This is a public area, you know?" She went and kissed Sherri on the cheek, "James, you're taking Sherri out today - but have her home by ten. And what kind of crummy boyfriend are you? You didn't even introduce Sherri to her new sisters!" I made the necessary introductions and the girls waltzed off, chattering and leaving me with the contents of the lockers. Sherri's locker had more junk and almost as many books as Amanda's and the car could barely fit it in. So I took Sherri home with her baggage while the girls finished moving Amanda's books up. It took a few trips to the car before I could get all of Sherri's stuff in her room, which took up almost half the floor space. "James..." Sherri came out from her bathroom and I stared. She had obviously just taken a shower and was gloriously naked. She sat me on her bed and knelt to undo my pants. "This is the SECOND thing I promised Amanda I'd do." She pulled my cock out and shucked it in her hand, then leaned and carefully fit me inside her hot wet mouth, friction from her tightly pursed lips making me cry out in pleasure. I became fully hard and she could only take a third of me but her hands took up the slack delightfully. Her soft lips were in a perfect "O" and her eyes were closed in concentration. I could feel her tongue lashing the tip and her spit running down the stalk onto her hands as she worked to give me pleasure. My eyes closed as her wet touch sent me in a spinning ride of passion. With a hoarse cry, I flexed and spurted a dizzying blast, followed by five or six ball-tingling jolts of intense pleasure. With a sigh, I fell back on the bed as she knelt and delicately sucked and swallowed. Finally she lifted her mouth off me, "James, are you finished? Can I go to the bathroom?" Voicelessly I twitched my hand and she ran off. I was still twitching weakly when Sherri came back and nestled up against me. "James, I'm sorry it wasn't very good for you. I'll do better, I promise!" I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about - she could not possible have felt there was anything lacking from the blowjob she just devastated me with. I stroked her fragrant hair and thought loving thoughts. "James... If you want, we can do it again. Do you want me to try again?" Without waiting for an answer, she reached for me and, when her hands did not produce the desired effect immediately, started rubbing me on her smooth soft titties. I watched in awe, most impressed with the completeness of Amanda's training. That soon produced the desired effect on me and she slid me back into her mouth. It was much too soon for me to come again but when I tried to move her head off me, she just sucked harder and all the strength drained out of my arms. Before long I was pulling on her instead of pushing. Her mouth, lips, tongue and hands worked in inspired harmony as waves of heartstopping pleasure swept through me, making me whine pitifully. She looked up, eyes glowing, mouth poised agonizingly at the tip of my cock, batted her lashes once and plunged down, sending me into a whirlpool of chokingly sweet agony, bolts of technicolor flashes blinding me as she forced another batch of semen burning out from me. She swallowed it and continued to milk and suck me. My insides felt as if it was being vacuumed out, "Sher, stop please. Let's wait till later, ahhh!" She let me pop out of her mouth. "Ah, the girls are waiting for us!" "Oh yeah, OK!" After a parting kiss she jumped up and pulled on a puffy white top and a white knee-length skirt. And nothing else. She modeled it for me, "Amanda picked it out. She called it my 'Ravish Me' outfit. Like it?" I growled deep in my throat and, despite my emaciated condition, stumbled to my feet and lurched at her. She shivered as I enfolded her in a kiss. The outfit was a lecher's dream as it offered no obstacle to my roaming hands. I pulled her onto her bed and stroked her breasts to stiffness and fingered her to climax before I released her. She fetched a cloth and tenderly wiped me before tucking me back in my pants and, taking my hand, led me to the car. Amanda was not pleased with our tardiness. "Took your time didn't you?" Amanda grumbled, "How long does a blowjob take anyways?" "I couldn't swallow it all the first time, so I had to do it again..." Sherri said apologetically. The girls were suitable impressed. "Wow, you made him come twice in your mouth?" "Well, kinda, and then he did me..." "You mean he..." "No, just with his hands." "Oh, OK, then. You won't let me down, Sher? My reputation's on the line here..." "No, Mandie, I'll do you proud. Next time I'll be better." I shuddered with that foreboding thought. We crammed Amanda's junk in the car and that left us little room to sit. "James said I have to learn to give love and you have to teach me!" Declared Brenda as she pulled Amanda on top of her in the back. I had Sara sit up front with Sherri to protect them from the maniacs who by now were grunting on each other in abandon. Sherri sat on Sara's lap and stared in rapt fascination, with the occasional "Oh my god!" in appreciation of their skill and perversity. "Sherri, those two in the back have serious social problems. You should never try any of the things they are doing!" Sara warned her young friend. "At least not without my supervision... And... Oh my! Your lovely boobies are all hard!" and dropped her lips on them. They had to call a break when we arrived to unload the contents of Amanda's locker in her room. It was good she would be away the week as there was no room to walk on, let alone to sleep in. Sara helped Amanda carry her changes of clothing for the cottage out to the car. Brenda cornered me at the door, "James..." She ran her hand on my chest and rubbed her body on me, "Can I practice giving love with Sherri? She's the only one here that I haven't given love to..." I held her, if only to stop her distractingly arousing squirming, "Take it easy, Bren, Sherri will be with us a long, long time. Why don't you let her be for the time being?" "But James, how can I improve if I can't practice with her?" She slipped a hand in my pants and pulled me against her, "Unless you can spend time with me..." She gently licked my neck and suddenly BOTH her hands were in my pants. She felt me twitch in her grasp and smiled. "James, let's start now. You don't have to do anything except enjoy it!" She leaned down and sure enough I started enjoying it. "My god, James, I know you told me you liked making out on the cold floor by my front door, but I didn't think you were serious!" Amanda said as she came in, followed by the others. "Ahhh, A-Amanda, ahhh! I won't be long, ahhh! Just helping Brenda practice her giving love! Ahhhhh..." "I don't know what part of the world you're from, but 'round here we call it something else." She looked down at Brenda busily pumping her mouth on me, "Are you two almost done? I want to go to Nicole's and get some food." then, as an afterthought, "And start some serious cunt-nuzzling!" Sherri watched intently as Brenda worked her love-giving deeply on me, no doubt filing it away for future reference. Amanda hooked her arm on my neck and pulled my face to hers. There was no urgency in our kiss but when she slipped her little tongue in my mouth the passion flared and, despite being completely drained by Sherri a short while ago, I started shaking and clasped Brenda to me. For an instant, I was totally surrounded by the mind-numbing embrace of her soft throat. Then I sank into the burning maw beyond and my came started pouring out, I ground myself against Brenda and I could feel her moan and gag as I emptied myself in her, held up by Sara's gentle arms. Amanda drew back from our kiss and guiltily, I released my grip on Brenda's curls. She sat down on the floor, wheezing and coughing, a dazed look on her face. Sherri bent down, concern on her face, "Brenda, are you OK?" "Hand," Brenda gasped, "Gimme your hand!" and shoved Sherri's hand inside her panties, humping wildly as we watched Sherri's hand squirm lewdly inside the fabric. "Ohh, ohhh, so good, ohhh god, oh god, Sheriiiiiiiiii!" She screamed in her throes, convulsing and humping against her. Nicole met us at Anton's for lunch, giving Sherri a warm hug to welcome her officially to our family and added a promise of a proper welcome later. We ate our food as Amanda and Sara related our sordid adventures earlier. I was busy working on the 20-oz Porterhouse and the 2 baked potatoes they'd ordered for me, assuring me I would be expected to work it off before long. Brenda had been very subdued and sighed whenever she looked at Sherri or me. "Brenda's in love..." Amanda explained, "Except she couldn't decide with whom!" "Bren," Nicole patted her hand, "I'll tell you a secret not too many people know." Brenda looked at her, "There is no limit to the love you can share or feel - you can love as many people as you like! It doesn't run out - in fact, the more you give, the more you'll have." "You mean I could be in love with all of you?" "Yes, just as we all love you!" Nicole gave Brenda a peck and stood, taking Sherri's hand, "Come my sweet, we have an appointment to keep!" "Wait," Brenda stood, she took Nicole's hands, "Nicole, thank you for everything... I-I love you." and kissed her. Nicole blinked back sudden tears and whispered, "I love you, Brenda." By the time I finished my double dessert and the leftovers and drove back up the hill, Nicole had already returned with Sherri, with a thin implant neatly band-aid'd in her arm. The good news was that I was allowed an abbreviated workout since I had, according to general consensus, already 'performed above and beyond'. I had finished my shower and was being prepared for my date with Sherri when squealing tires and a cloud of dust announced Celeste and Jules. Once inside, they greeted Sherri warmly, then Celeste ran up and took Amanda in her arms. "Oh, my poor Amanda, you are safe. Thank god you're OK!" She kissed her, "We're sorry we failed you..." Jules added her caresses, "Yes, we had no chance to stop the disgusting, depraved things the brute must have inflicted on you! We tried, Amanda, we were willing to sacrifice our virtue once again to protect you from his animalistic demands!" Amanda's eyes twinkled with understanding. "Oh girls, it was that and worse! Much worse!" She hugged Jules tightly, "I could not fight him, he was so strong! And so ruthless! He used me, Jules, he USED me!" My breath caught and I started panting as vivid images of a wetly naked Amanda writhing under me flooded through my mind. That must have been a popular theme judging from the sudden storm of heavy breathing around me. In true tragic heroine form, Amanda flung her hair back, "How was I to know? He was so cunning!" She steered them to the sofa and nestled between them, we followed closely, not wanting to miss any of the unfolding drama. "Celeste, he held my hand, oh so gently, so sweetly." Amanda bemoaned, "He kissed me..." She nibbled Celeste down her jaw and around to her lips. Celeste sighed dreamily as Amanda turned to Jules, "You know that feeling? That sweet longing feeling of his kisses?" Her light brush on Jules' lips soon became heated and demanding. Amanda slipped her hand over JulieAnn's breast, worrying the nipple to fullness as she licked her lips, "Then the evil ruffian started fondling me..." "Oh, the animal!" Celeste stroked Amanda, "Did he do this?" She undid some buttons and slipped her hand in. "Or this?" "Oh, yes!" Amanda cried, "I couldn't stop him, he was too good. He did this!" And forced her hand under Celeste's dress. Jules was licking Amanda's neck hungrily and frantically unbuttoning her shirt. "Ohhhh, yessss." Amanda moaned. "Ahhh, wait, girls, wait..." She carefully removed the limbs eeling over her body and turned to me. "You still here? Don't you have better things to do with your girlfriend than to eavesdrop in on our conversation?" My boner evaporated, but just as quickly returned when she pulled me down in a wet kiss, "Enjoy your present, my sweetheart!" She turned back to the girls, "Oh, I have been most grievously wronged! Oh, console me!" and melted onto the girls as I hurried out with Sherri. Nicole patted my butt and said, "Don't worry, I have a photographic memory and I'll give you a complete recap. With instant replays!" I kissed Sara and Brenda goodbye - they were busy Saturday and will go up to the Eyrie on Sunday with Nicole. We were unceremoniously ushered outside and the door firmly closed on us, just as Jules was moaning, "Oh god... guys, you've got to see this, oh the sick, sick beast!" I had to closed my gaping mouth with an effort. Sherri was looking at me with her big soft eyes and biting her lips. I took her hands and she leaned into my embrace, shivering and moaning softly. "James, I don't know what's happening to me! I'm cold and sweaty; scared and excited all at the same time!" "I feel the same way too - it's the performance the girls were putting on inside." I leaned in her ear and whispered, "It's called being horny." "Oh..." She thought about it, "I guess so, it does feel like, y'know, earlier?" She squeezed my hand, "When I was... um, doing the sucking thing..." She sighed. I had decided to take Sherri out to the Coast. At the top of the hills I turned off and parked at the scenic lookout. I held her from behind and enjoyed her intoxicating, youthful fragrance as she relaxed on me. We stood silently and watched the gulls dance in the fresh breeze as sailboats carved gracefully in the blue waters. "James," She said, in her soft voice, "Are we going to do it tonight?" "You mean sex?" "Yes, are we?" "No, I want it to be special. So we'll need more time, at least overnight." "James, I don't mind - if you want to, or the other thing. I just want to be with you..." She leaned her head back. "It's better when we have time. Let's wait for a bit." "You're so sweet. No wonder Amanda says you're the best." "I want you to feel completely relaxed with me. The hardest part of a relationship is getting over the fumbling part..." "I've never been on a date... Not a real date, with a boy I mean." "That's why we should take it slow, because it's a very special experience." "But I'm enjoying myself already!" "And we have Amanda to thank, she's made you feel at ease with me. Imagine if I came out of nowhere and asked you for a date, would you go?" "N-no, I suppose. But it's not because of you, it's because I don't know you!" "Exactly. Now, even if you said 'Yes' and we went out, would you feel comfortable?" "N-no... But again, that's because I don't know who you are!" "Right, that's the fumbling I was talking about. But suppose we'd dated for a while, and we talked, and held hands, and maybe even kissed a bit. How would you feel then?" "Oh, then I'd KNOW I love you!" "So let's start from there - you can do anything you want with me, or we can try things with each other - because we trust and love each other... right?" She thought a bit, "I guess, but I don't know what to do. All I know is the... the sucking thing..." "No, nothing like that. I mean, simple things like holding hands, hugging, stuff like that. You can also try things you've only read or dreamed about, sort of like living out your favorite movies or story." "Like the Princess Bride? Or..." She paused, then dreamily, "That first time? I couldn't sleep, even after Mandie explained everything to me. I couldn't stop thinking about you." She squeezed my arms against her breasts. "And 'I both wished and feared to see him this sleepless night. I wanted to hear his voice again, yet feared to meet his eye.' That was Jane Eyre and that was me, I was dying for you, you don't know how much. And now you're holding me, loving me - so this is already like a beautiful story for me!" She turned around and we kissed, softly. After that, we drove down to the ocean. We took our shoes off and hand in hand, we wandered the shoreline. She picked up shells and pretty stones and I rescued her from imaginary pirates. We chased seagulls and danced in the foam and I showed her how to skip rocks on the waves. We laughed and made sand castles and splashed each other. And we learned to love each other. Our clothes were soaked and hers had became virtually transparent so we cuddled in the car after we dried ourselves with a towel. She leaned in my embrace, her body relaxed and open, nipples hard from the chill and my touches. I turned her face and kissed her. "Sherri, you are so beautiful." She smiled up at me, "Thank you. I want to be beautiful. For you." A sudden inspiration allowed me to quote, "Tell me, now, fairy as you are, - can't you make me a handsome man?" I resolved again to thank Mrs Cipola - this time for making me read Jane Eyre and remember the line. Sherri laughed happily and her hand lingered on my face. "Oh, you are no less handsome as I am beautiful - a loving eye is all the charm needed." She brought our lips close and touched mine softly. Afterwards we ate hotdogs and fries and made another mess when we shared an ice cream cone. We spent a long time licking and kissing the sticky sweetness off our faces and continued long after it was all gone. Finally, our lips touched and she moaned. She was soft and yielding, stroking my hair and shivering as she tasted my tongue. I held her and let our caresses speak for us. She laid over my lap and touched my face, a glorious smile on her face, her eyes half closed, "What I want most is to spend the night with you... And have you kiss me all over... And you tell me I belong to you... And we'll make love... And it'll hurt..." She looked at me then, "And I want it to hurt, because then I'll know you've taken all of me." She sighed and kissed my stomach, nestling her head on me as I grew hard. She looked up, gingerly putting her hand on my bulge. "James, do you want me to...?" "Do the sucking thing?" She smiled and blinked at me. "I'm already ridiculously happy being with you. We could certainly wait until we're somewhere that is more private." "But Amanda says it made her boobies grow." "Your boobies will grow whether you do it or not. Trust me." "I hope so... I know they're too small for you." "That's not true, your breasts are perfect. "You're sweet, but I know they're small. You don't even want to touch them!" "That's not true." "Oh? When was the last time you..." Hastily I covered them with my hand. "...touched them on the inside?" I slipped my hand in over her smooth skin and she pushed her hard nipples into my hand. "Mmmmmm... I never thought it could feel this good, and naughty!" I covered us with the towel and stroked her lovely breasts until her eyes closed, a smile on her beautiful face. I drove her home soon after, it was almost ten and she had to go away with her folks in the morning. But she had permission to go with Amanda up to the Eyrie next week. And stay overnight. (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. 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