Sex in the Sky

Chapter 30

The chair was so hard. I shifted and pulled my feet up under me, wrapping my arms around myself for warmth. Cold in here too. As soon as I’d gotten to the station in the back of the patrol car, they took me to this interrogation room and walked out. I’d been sitting here, alternately pacing and trying to get comfortable in the hard metal chair, for so long I’d lost track of time. Even if I’d been wearing a watch, they would’ve taken it from me like they took all of my personal belongings before they brought me in here.

I knew the big mirror across one wall was one-way glass. I’d given up pressing my face to it and shielding the glare with my hands in an attempt to see out. I’d watched enough TV to know that they should have taken me to booking to charge and fingerprint me, or come in the room and questioned me, but nobody came. Nothing happened at all. No phone call, no nothing. I just sat and waited and waited in the blank little room.

I couldn’t wait anymore. I closed my eyes and let my mind disconnect, the way I did when I was small, before I moved in with my grandparents, and bad things would happen that I either didn’t want to or couldn’t think about. I must’ve sat there for a very long time, keeping my mind blank so I wouldn’t go insane with frustration and worry about Daniel, lying in a hospital bed somewhere broken and bleeding and alone. When the buzzer sounded, I looked up wearily. No use hoping. They were never going to let me out, I was going to be here forever.

“Kennedy. You’re out.”

“But, I don’t understand, they never even questioned me.”

The cop stared at me like I was total idiot. “You gonna stand around asking questions, or get the fuck out of here?”

I got up immediately and stepped out into the hall. The door thunked shut behind me. “Counsel’s here,” the cop said over his shoulder.

“A lawyer? But I don’t have a lawyer, I never even got to make a phone call.”

“Tell her yourself.” He pointed at a petite, very pretty lady in her twenties with long dark hair, wearing a gray suit and black high heels. She walked up to me and stuck out her hand for me to shake, which I did, confused. The cop walked away and left us standing there in the hallway

“Rylan, I’m Ariella Frieden. It’s good to meet you. The Chicago Sun-Times sent me over to get you out of here.”

I blinked, confused by it all. “Uh, am I under arrest?”

“No charges have been filed against you at this time. Pending investigation, you’re free to go. Come on, let’s go down to processing and get your personal items and get you out of here.” She bustled off down the hallway and I had no choice but to follow her.

“Pending investigation? Does that mean I could be arrested later?” I asked.

“I don’t have an answer to that. Because this is an… internal matter, the police are not answering my questions regarding the case.”

“They never arraigned me or anything; they just held me, are they allowed to do that?”

“As long as it’s for less than twenty-four hours, yes. That’s why the Times sent me over here, to make sure they didn’t hold you illegally. Here.”

She opened a gray metal door and pointed me inside. The bored lady at the counter, not a cop but a step up from a crossing guard, processed me out and handed back everything I had on my person at the time I was arrested, except Daniel’s handgun. I didn’t ask about it, but I was sure it was being held as evidence. When I came out of processing through another door, Kat leaped into my arms, with Alex right behind her. They both looked exhausted, but Kat had managed to change out of her pajamas and into business attire and put on some makeup.

“Rylan, thank god. I’ve been worried sick.”

“How’s Daniel?” I asked immediately. “Is he okay?” When I hugged Alex, I felt myself sag against him a bit. He was so solid and reassuring and I hadn’t realized how fucking tired I was. I didn’t understand any of this. Between the time I was arrested and the time I was released, somebody decided I didn’t do anything wrong and they just let me go.

“Yes, he’s out of surgery now and doing pretty well,” Kat answered. “They’ve got him down at Cook County Hospital and their trauma center is excellent.”

“I need to see him.”

“They’ve got him under security, so you can’t see him right now.” She took my hand and started escorting me toward the door, with Alex behind me at a close protective distance. Ariella followed along, murmuring into a tiny silver cell phone. “Come on, let’s get you back to my apartment so you can get cleaned up and prepare your statement for the press conference we’ve got set up.”

“Whoa. Wait a minute.” I dug my heels in and stopped. “I’m not giving a press conference.”

“But Rylan, the story broke. It’s all over the news, what you and Daniel did. You brought down a whole ring of corrupt cops from all over the country. The public wants to hear from you. You’re a hero.” She beamed, clearly enjoying all this and the role she had played in it. This bit of investigation journalism was going to make her a very important part of the Sun-Times staff.

I shook my head. “I’m not a hero and I’m not your trained monkey, Kat. No statements and no press. I want to go to the hospital and be with Daniel, and if they won’t let me see him I’ll wait there until they do.”

Kat huffed a breath, but she considered me for a moment or two and then finally nodded reluctantly. She knew me well enough to know she wasn’t getting anywhere. “Okay. You’re right. Now isn’t the time. We’ll go down and try to get you in to see Daniel. Before that, though, we really should take you back to my place so you can clean up. You don’t want Daniel to see you like this.”

She took my wrists and showed me the blood that had seeped onto the my coat and soaked into my sleeves. I hadn’t even realized I was covered in Daniel’s blood. It was a far cry from him eating dinner with my family in a shirt splattered with my cum. I nodded and let her lead me down the hallway marked Exit.

“The paper wants me to do a front-page exclusive for tomorrow’s edition, so I need a written statement,” Kat went on relentlessly. “I need to know the sequence of events the best you can remember. Who shot Daniel?”

The image of him bleeding onto the snow was branded into the back of my eyelids. It would never go away.

“Sgt. Adkins.”

“And you shot him?” She gave me a piercing look like she wasn’t completely convinced I was capable of such a thing. I shrugged. I didn’t consider it an act of heroism. I did it because I had to, because I’d do anything for Daniel.

The hall ended. Alex, who was slightly ahead of us, pushed open the police station’s front door. He stepped back inside with a shocked look on his face and pulled it closed, blocking the door with his big frame.

“What is it?” Kat asked.

“The press is out there,” Alex answered, eyes darting to my face. “All the local stations and even the networks.”

I didn’t miss Kat’s guilty little start. Damn her. Business suit and makeup, all right. Ariella stepped outside the door and announced to all the microphones that I had no comment. Alex and I stayed just inside the door while Kat went outside and brought her SUV around, although at first she wanted Alex to do it, until I pointed out that Alex could shield me a lot better than she could. It’s not that I blamed her for wanting national exposure on her story, and for her face to be on the news as the intrepid reporter who broke the story, but even if she was my friend, using this for a media opportunity really pissed me off when Daniel was lying in the hospital alone. I didn’t have time for this shit, I had to get to him.

Pushing through a throng of reporters shielded by Alex’s big body, having microphones shoved in my face and questions shouted at me isn’t an experience I want to repeat. I hated being the center of attention anyway, but especially because I knew I was no hero. All I did was help. Daniel was the real hero. He stayed dedicated even when nobody believed him, when the whole world was against him. This case was big; it involved a lot of important people and it was going to be on all the national news stations. The glory, if he wanted it, belonged to Daniel; and if he didn’t want it, I’d do anything I could to keep the attention away from him.

Back at Kat’s place, Alex handed me a neatly folded stack of clothes from the couch. Cargo pants, a t-shirt and a heavy navy-blue button-down. I assumed they were his but he grinned at my obvious doubt.

“They’re my brother’s. They might be a little big, but not like mine. It’s all we could get.”

“I’m sure they’ll be fine. Thanks for thinking of it.” I paused in my own drama long enough to glance up at Alex’s shy eyes, his little-boyish face hidden in the scraggly beard. I smiled at him and he blushed. I owed him so much. I knew he had feelings for Daniel that he fully realized could never turn into anything, but instead of resenting me for getting in the way he unselfishly did everything to help us for no other reason than he could. He was in a position to help us and he did, and that was a rare thing. His loyalty awed me, humbled me. His blush told me any kind of praise or thanks would embarrass him more than he could stand; I could relate to that, so I just reached up and gave his thick shoulder a little squeeze.

“Hey.” Kat shoved in briskly and broke up our moment by handing me a plastic grocery bag. “Here, put the bloody clothes in this and I’ll have them incinerated. You’re going to get an HIV test, right?”

Blankly, I looked down at the rusty stains of Daniel’s blood under my fingernails. We’d been so careful in the farmhouse. He’d assured me there was no reason to worry, and I believed him, but even so, he never took the chance. Now protecting each other from what might be in us was totally beside the point. Direct contact with his blood, sure there were risks, but I didn’t freak. I felt only peace because whatever happened, I knew it would be okay.

“Yeah,” I said because Kat was waiting for an answer.

“Good.” She kept staring at me. “And a follow-up in six weeks. Daniel will insist on it himself. It’s police procedure with any direct fluid contact.”

Fluid contact. The dripping blood and the spurt of cum and cold panic sweat were all condensed into two clinical words. It was ironic really, all the frustration we’d had stranded at the farmhouse trying to avoid fluid contact only to end up with this happening. In the shower, I washed it all off under the hot water. I didn’t want Daniel to see it because I knew he’d be concerned, just like Kat said. He’d stop focusing on his own recovery to worry about me and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want Daniel to think about anything but getting better. I hoped they were giving him great drugs so he wasn’t hurting. I made myself not picture him lying in a hospital bed suffering.

I’d researched ballistics and gunshot wounds extensively for a couple of my novels, so although my knowledge was specialized in antique weapons, I knew enough to know that a shattered shoulder hurt like hell, but it wasn’t life-threatening. Medical treatment was swift enough that shock was not a danger, but if the aim had been better or the ambulances just a little slower… My knees went weak and I had to grab the counter as it hit me full-force. He could have died. Just like Scott, like Ray, like the officer in the video. Just a few inches to the left and he’d be gone. He could have died and then what would I have done? My life wouldn’t have changed on the outside, I would’ve gone back to Atlanta and fallen right back into my rut like none of this ever happened, like Daniel never even existed. He was so important to me after such a short time, I’d never felt this way and the intensity of my need to be with him scared the hell out of me but I didn’t care. I jerked my clothes on and charged out of the bathroom demanding we had to go.

“Shit.” As Kat pulled into one of the parking areas, I stared in dismay at the Cook County Hospital complex that sprawled out over six or seven city blocks “How are we ever going to find him in there?”

“He’s in Tower C of the main building, room 515,” Alex answered, watching the signs out the window. “It’s that way, Kat. Make a left.”

“Wait, how do you know that?”

“While you were in the shower, I got into their system and took a peek at their patient list.” Alex shrugged.

I lifted an eyebrow. Well, if he could download encrypted files off the Chicago Police Department’s internal network, confidential patient files should be no big deal. “Oh. Well… good job then.”

“If he’s under guard, it’s not going to be easy to get to him even when we do find him,” Kat said in the parking garage elevator. “He’s not a prisoner now, but he’s under protective custody at the hospital and that means there’s a list of people who can see him… and I doubt you’re on it. An FBI agent named Jensen has taken over the case. He’s the one who came into the surgery waiting room and told Alex and me that Daniel made it through surgery okay and we had to leave. If he’s there, we’ll never be able to get you in.”

“I’ll get in.” I shrugged. I wasn’t leaving until I did, it was that simple. Kat and Alex looked at each other and I pretended not to notice. The creaky old elevator bumped and lurched up to the fifth floor. Alex gripped the rail until his knuckles turned white, glancing up nervously until the thing lurched to a stop. When the door slid open, he almost fell out and I grabbed his arm and held him until he got steady, just the way he held Daniel and me up.

“Okay. Daniel’s room is down the hall. It’ll be easy to find because it’ll have an armed guard.” She grinned. She loved shit like this. I, on the other hand, eyed the nurses’ station with trepidation. She was going to get us kicked out and I’d never get to see Daniel. I tilted my head in the direction of the nurses at the counter in their scrubs, talking and laughing with each other in front of their computer screens.

“But how are we going to get past them? Do you have a plan or anything?”

“Let’s just try the forceful approach first.” Kat lifted her eyebrow at me and grinned. “Let’s go, boys. All you have to do is follow along.”

****

Chapter 31

“Sorry, you’re not on the list.”

“You didn’t even look at the list, bitch.” I wanted to scream in frustration but I knew that would only get us kicked out. I took a deep breath, while Kat put on her most winning smile. The cop was a tiny, sour-faced woman who barely even looked big enough to handle a weapon, let alone apprehend a suspect. Probably a desk jockey. She didn’t even give Kat a glance. Kat was one charming dyke, so the cop was clearly straight and from the way she looked at me, she was not inclined to be sympathetic to gays either. There was no way she didn’t know who I was, and why I wanted to see Daniel so badly.

The door was cracked slightly and I could see the end of the bed, and the shape of Daniel’s feet under white covers, but no matter how I twisted and turned the corner of the wall obscured his the rest of him. I longed to see his face. He was so close, I could almost touch him and it killed me not to be able to get to him.

“Yes, I know, Officer, but I’m Kat Grissom with the Chicago Sun-Times and this is Rylan Kennedy, a close friend of the patient. You may have heard about him on the news. He isn’t a danger to Detective Braden, he only wants to see him, he’s involved with the case and he was on the scene when the shooting occurred and even protected –”

The lady cop looked at me like I was dirt on her shoes and sneered at Kat. “I don’t care who you any of you are. If you’re not on the list, you’re not going in.”

Through the cracked door, I saw Daniel’s legs shift. Kat’s eyes got that icy-hard gleam and I knew she was about to make hellfire rain down on this woman, so I gently took her arm just as she was opening her mouth. I had to get to Daniel and pissing this bitch off wasn’t the way to do it.

“Kat, leave it alone,” I said softly. “Come on.”

She gave me a rebellious scowl but she went with me down the fluorescent corridor to the little waiting area where Alex was squashed into a hard plastic chair. The nurses’ station was directly across and I wanted to avoid their notice at all costs. One call to security was all it would take.

“Cunt.”

“Yeah, but that cunt’s gonna have us thrown out of here and maybe even arrested if you don’t settle down.” I sat her down in a chair and paced around while she fumed. Think, think. Obviously, the forceful approach wasn’t going to work and it was time to move on to plan B. I interrupted Kat’s mumbled rant about calling her boss and the police commissioner.

“Listen. I think it might be best if you and Alex leave. Three people multiply the problems. If it’s just me I can figure out a way to slip in.”

“No, wait,” she protested immediately. “If my editor-in-chief can make some calls to the right people and…”

“Kat,” Alex interrupted in his quiet mumble. It was so rare for him to speak on his own accord, we both stared at him in surprise. He blushed slightly as he went on. “Rylan’s right, he’ll do better on his own. We’re in the way. Let’s go.”

“But, but wait,” Kat protested and sputtered but Alex bodily pulled her out of the chair so she gave in with bad grace. “You have my number, don’t you? You’ll call me if anything happens and you need me, right? Or if anything develops I need to know about?” she called as Alex dragged her to the elevator. I nodded and waved as they disappeared behind the sliding doors. I knew why she didn’t want to leave. She was concerned about me, yes, but she what she wanted was an exclusive. Shaking my head, I went over and sat down in the waiting area to think over my next move.

My body ached from hours cramped up in the interrogation room so after awhile I got up and started wandering. I tried to stay away from Daniel’s door; I didn’t want the cop to get suspicious because I kept appearing and have me thrown out, but I couldn’t seem to resist the draw of seeing even his feet. As I walked past trying to stay invisible, I noticed one of the nurses coming out of Daniel’s room, passing the guard. I’d noticed her at the nurses’ station earlier. She was very pretty, tall, with shoulder-length brown hair and a kind, radiant smile. Somehow, I felt immediately drawn to her. This might just be someone who could be convinced to help me.

I went back to the waiting area. The nurses glanced at me from time to time, but none of them questioned me. Quietly, I watched the pretty nurse. She smiled a lot, both at her fellow nurses and the aides and janitorial staff who passed through, and at the visitors to other patients on the floor. I was more and more convinced that my initial feeling about her was right on.

Patiently, I waited until she went on rounds again. When she stepped out of Daniel’s door, I was waiting down the hallway just out of sight of the guard. She looked a little startled when I approached her but she smiled and asked if I needed something. I noticed her on ID badge that her name was Jennifer.

“Daniel Braden. You just saw him. How is he? Is he okay?”

“I’m sorry, sir, but because of federal privacy laws I can’t give out that information to anyone who isn’t a family member,” she said kindly. “Are you a relative?”

“No. I’m…” I decided to go for it. “He’s my lover. I’m worried about him and I just need to know he’s okay.”

Jennifer gave me a closer look and realization began to dawn. “Hey, did I read about you on the internet? How you saved his life?”

“Yes, yes that’s me.” I nodded eagerly. She shook my hand, beaming.

“What you did was so romantic,” she told me. “You went rushing after him and you’re not even a cop.”

Bingo!

“No, I’m a writer actually. My name’s Rylan Kennedy.”

“Oh ho!” I cry triumphantly as I find what I’m looking for. “So you want to go home, do you? Well, not yet, little girl, and not while your puss-puss is telling me that she wants to have more fun!”

I push her legs still further apart, so that one foot is now on the floor next to mine and the other is stuffed into the crease of the sofa back. I run a finger between her outer lips, back and forth while she squirms in protest. I spank her again to settle her down, then resume the work on her pussy, using my thumb and fingers to pinch her lips together one moment and then to spread them apart the next. I pull and stretch each outer lip, then begin digging with both hands, my little girlfriend now settled down and under control. I expose her cunny and begin finger fucking her hole with my thumb while another finger runs circles around her clit.

She’s wet as ripe plum and Vika begins to moan with pleasure. I decide to bring her off right there, and within a few minutes of my tactile manipulation, Vika is in the throes of a full-blown orgasm, her butt twitching, her face whipping from side to side, her breath coming in raggedly gasps. I flip her over, keeping her in my lap, and tell her to make herself come for me. Her skirt is pushed around her belly. She bends both knees and begins furiously massaging her twat, using two fingers to rub around her clitty. I shove two of my fingers in her vagina, palm upward and hook the fingers like a claw, aiming for her G-spot. Now this is a source of enjoyment Vika and I had yet to explore, and the suddenness at which I have invaded her hole combined with what she was doing to herself was almost too much for her. When I find that soft, spongy area just behind her pubic bone and begin rubbing it harder and harder, lo and behold, Vika begins squirting like a little geyser. Her screams come loud and long; her surprise at what is happening overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax.

When she opens her eyes it’s as if she’s awakening from a coma. I’ve heard that the G spot can trigger the squirt response, but I’ve been able to get any other girls to spray like Vika. Thankfully I have hardwood floors with a double coat of polyurethane, and my couch is treated leather. I pick her up and carry her to the bathroom, just as I had the last time she visited me. She’s splashed her cooter juice all down her legs and onto her stockings, and onto her skirt when it ran up her belly while I was holding her. I throw these right into the washer along with my own slacks and boxers and then join her in the shower for more soapy fun. I tell her we can finish the naughty schoolgirl script later.

She wants to get down on her knees while the water is beating on her back and try giving me a blowjob, but after a few minutes we both agree that there is a better place for those kinds of activities. Besides, I want to get it on film, and the more she goes along with my thinking, the better she likes the idea of being an eighteen year old porn star. I carry her out to my bed after we’ve dried each other off with huge, fluffy towels, using their softness to caress and arouse one another so that now I have a full on raging boner that feels like it could support her enitre weight if I could only balance her on it somehow. I stand on the bed over her and order her to worship my cock. She holds my throbbing member in her tiny hand and begins licking the shaft, gently, placing butterfly kisses on the tip as she reaches it and then commencing again. Now she has one of my freshly shaven balls in her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue while looking up at me the entire time. I groan with pleasure. Vika smiles sweetly and whimpers softly while making slurping sounds. I unload a massive amount of come deep into her eager mouth, causing her to gag a bit, then she sucks the stringy drool back up and rolls it around on her tongue with her mouth open, showing me delightedly that she’s got every drop. With a single gulp she swallows it and then resumes kissing and sucking my pole, milking a few pearly drops from the helmet’s opening and lapping them off, backing her head away to see how far she can stretch the stringy goo. With a final swipe of her tongue she is done. I collapse to my knees and then onto my side, where I cuddle with my little angel until we both fall fast asleep.

“Derek writes scripts for a television show,” Vika says proudly. “He does all his work on his computer and sends it to California, and then the actors and director film what he’s written and he gets paid a butt load of money.” She shakes her head in amazement. “Is that cool, or what?”

“Maybe he can write about us, Vika…,” Amy suggests. “Maybe he can write something and we can make a movie!” she exclaims. “A porn movie!” Both girls squeal and roll around together, ticking the other with the vibrators.

I grin at them and leave them to their fun. My laptop is wirelessly connected to my main computer, and my plan is to watch the girls remotely. Everything they do and say will be picked up by my cameras and microphones, and I’ll be able to monitor them from anywhere in the house within the Bluetooth’s range. Little do they know that they are already porn stars in the making, and all our activities this evening have been duly recorded for posterity.

I sit out on the beachside patio, loving the feeling of the warm night air and the breeze blowing in off the ocean. I power up my Mac and link to the cameras in the bedroom. The girls are whispering, huddled close together on the bed. I put on the earphones and turn up the volume on the computer.

“It was really nice!” Amy is telling Vika. “He explained how guys are, like telling me that it doesn’t take too much to get them turned on…. He gave me a great massage to relax me, and then he asked me if I had any fantasy on how I would lose my virginity.” She giggled before continuing. “I told him I wanted him on top, and he put a pillow under my butt and bent my knees so my pie was pointing right at him. God, he’s got a huge dick!”

“I know!” Vika rejoins, laughing. “I called it his horse-thingy.” Both girls break down into a riot of giggles. “So how was it when he put it inside of you? Did it hurt real bad?”

“No! It was easy. And it felt so delicious! And he went so slow that it felt like it was gonna go on forever. He showed me how deep he was inside me by propping himself up on his elbows. Then he looked at me with those love-eyes of his and I wanted to cry I was so happy.”

Vika makes a sound of agreement.

“But then it was like he went crazy. One minute he’s like an angel, and the next he was fucking me so hard I could feel his balls slapping my butthole. It was like he was trying to tear me apart. At first I was scared as hell, and then suddenly he settled back down.”

“Did he come inside of you,” Vika asks concernedly.

“No, I’m pretty sure he didn’t, because right after his crazy spell he fucked me nice and slow, and then rolled us so I was on top. Then…” she pauses, not wanting to continue.

“Then what?” Vika insists, pulling Amy’s hands away from her face which she has covered in embarrassment.

“Then while I was on top of him he showed me a way to move that made me crazy! It was like I could feel every part of my body all at once. Oh my God, it was incredible. He made me come and then I just kept coming like forever. I know I was making the ‘ugly face’, but he was telling me how beautiful I am and how good I felt. I don’t think I ever want any other guy to screw me after Derek.”

“I know,” Vika intones in agreement. “How can it ever be so good as it is with him?” Both girls shake their head in wonder.

“Unless maybe it’s with each other,” Amy suggests, pulling little Vika into a long, passionate kiss.

They stay locked together for over a minute, Vika on top of Amy, her tight, white butt and pink pie making me so horny I want to run in there and fuck the shit out of her.

Amy was right, I hadn’t gotten a nut while I was fucking her, and my balls are boiling with pent up jism. But I am resolved to let the girls have a session together by themselves.

Vika kisses her way down Amy’s belly, then Amy suggests they do a sixty-nine on each other. Vika’s face lights up with excitement and soon the girls are lapping at each other’s pussies like there is no tomorrow. Vika comes first, and Amy follows shortly after. Both girls have cute-as-hell ugly faces.

It’s not too much later when the sound of buzzing vibrators can be heard, my cue to rejoin my little honeys. I watch for a few moments as they work them inside themselves first, manipulating and maneuvering the dildos as they sit side by side with their backs against the headboard and their knees bent with pussys wide open.

I sigh contentedly and think to myself, “It’s a tough job, but somebody’s gotta do it!”

She sat next to me (we were in my Moms 1968 Ford LTD. They had full bench seats back then) I put my arm around her an she laid on my shoulder. We drove the 10 miles toward home talking a little about the dance and the people there. Once we got close to her house she suggested that we not stop there just yet, but maybe we could go to the dump. (its not what you think, The dump was a remote area that had these very small hills and no piles of garbage. Perhaps a few rusted out cars or kitchen appliances but basically a pretty cool place, especially at night). I thought that was a good idea, but I was afraid that I was being tested. She was going to be real tough to resist. Especially after all that dancing and her looking so delicious. I fought the memories of her beautiful naked body and all the incredible things we’d done. I thought it a little unfair that she would take me to such a place after asking me to control my passions.

We finally arrived at our destination and found a very private place to park. It seemed that you could see all the stars in the sky. We sat there quietly for a moment and I played with her hair and kissed her. I could not believe what happened next. She said, “Why don’t we switch sides? Why don’t you sit over there,” pointing at the passenger seat. I said, “ok,” not understanding what this was all about. So, we twisted and turned until I was on the passenger side of the car. She kissed me passionately and then proceeded to lie back on the driver’s side of the car with her head against the door. She raised her bottom off the seat and pulled up her dress up above her waist and pulled off her slip and her panties. She bent one leg up and propped it up against the back of the seat. The other leg was bent and placed on the front edge of the seat. I couldn’t believe it! Talk about confused! Was this the same woman that looked me straight in the eye and told me that we could never do this again? Is this the same woman who wouldn’t let me see her pussy when there was that same beautiful pussy in the light of the full moon, waiting to be examined and explored.

She said softly, “touch me.”

I reached out an touched the beautiful sight before me. I examined her pussy lips. I opened them, then let them close and then gently stretched them open again. I noticed that she was secreting fluid. I looked at her face and noticed that her eyes were closed. I looked at her clit for the very first time. I gently touched it. Like before, her opening contracted. I continued to explore and loved to be able to control her contractions by touching her. Again and again, I opened her and touched her. She said softly, “Fuck me.”

I first unbuttoned the top button of my shirt and pulled my necktie off and threw it in the back seat. I then reached down, undid my belt, kicked off my shoes and pulled my pants off. I was now on my knees with my cock aimed right at her beautiful pussy. I looked up and saw that she had a tight grip on the steering wheel with one hand and was holding the back of her seat with the other. I lowered myself and placed my hands on each side of her shoulders I placed the head of my dick on her wet hungry opening. I was a little concerned that this would again be painful to her so I proceeded very gently, even though I was so hard that I was almost in pain. I slid my dick up and down her deliciously soaking pussy until she reached down with her hand and guided me to where she wanted me. She pulled me and raised her body to met me all at the same time. I easily entered her about 2 inches. I pulled out and then entered her again, and then again. I could feel the wetness of her pussy come with me as I pulled out of her. I decided to go deeper and did so. No pain– no resistance. I so wanted to plunge but strained myself to go slow. I pulled out and tried to go the same depth again but she arched her back and pushed her pussy up to meet me half way. I went deeper than I planned and decided it was time to plunge. I pulled almost all the way out of her, feeling the night air cooling my hot wet dick. I plunged deeply in to her until I could feel her pubic hair pressing against mine and my balls up against her ass. My balls could now feel her wetness as it oozed out of her pussy. Again no pain– no resistance. She was now thrusting her pussy into the air, trying to get me to fuck her. I started taking long hard fast stokes. She was going crazy. She was trying her best to match my strokes, her head was moving side to side. Her mouth was slightly open. Her head was bent backwards, the breathy sounds and the slight whimpering sounds she was making drove me wild. I fucked her hard, and she loved every inch of it. This is what I’d been dying for, but it was so much better than I could of ever imagined. The sensation that my cock felt was unexplainable. The wetness and the strength of her pussy was wonderfully shocking. The fact that I was fucking her so hard and she was taking it and loving it amazed me. She wanted more and more. I couldn’t believe that this pussy that she had defended and protected from me was spread wide open and was hungry for more cock. I started to feel the urgency of orgasm and fucked her even harder. I got no complaints. Her hand left her grip on the back of the seat and she pressed her hand against the car door to keep me from fucking her through the door.

All my senses were on overload. The smell of her perfume and shampoo mingled with the smell of our sweat and her wet pussy. My eyes alternated from watching the full length of my cock completely disappearing into her pussy to the lust and desperation on her beautiful face. My ears consumed the sounds of the rocking of the car, her heavy breathing and hungry whimpering. The sound of my hard dick plunging again again into her wet pussy was like music. This was it, I was going over the edge. She raised her pussy high off the seat and I plunged deeply into her one last time shooting and shooting what seemed like to me gallons of cum into her. The sensation was so wonderful. All this struggle had been more than worth it.

We both relaxed and I pulled my dick from her pussy. I collapsed back on the passengers side of the car. I sat there breathing heavily. I was content and happy. I looked over at her and she hadn’t moved. Her legs were still in the same position. It was so sexy to watch my cum drip out of her and down her ass to make a puddle on the car seat. The thick gooey substance made a thick white trail down her crack. Her lovely black pubic hair had beads of my cum sprinkled throughout. I caught my breath and looked at her pretty face. She looked up at me with a serious hungry look. She looked me right in the eye and started moving her pussy up and down in a fucking motion. I was surprised! She wanted more! Her movements were enough to make me hard as steel again. This was much more than I bargained for. I jumped at the opportunity.

I got in position again and looked down at her freshly fucked pussy and saw a wet nasty hungry cunt. I entered her with no assistance and again buried myself all the way up to where my balls were pressed up against her ass. I moved slowly at first to try to regain my composure. But I had to work against her for awhile as she was trying to get me to fuck her hard again. I needed a little more time. This woman had seemed so fragile just a few days ago. She was unbelievable! She was anxious for me to pound her again. I was enjoying the feel of her slick cum soaked cunt. She was losing her patience and said, “come on,” and she tried to simulate how hard she wanted it by moving her dripping cunt up and down on me. That’s all it took to restore my strength.

I now felt up to giving her what she wanted. She anticipated my revival and now placed both of her hands against the the car door so she could brace herself to be ravaged. She was nasty. I felt my own cum gushing out of her and running down my balls. I picked up my pace to what she wanted. I tried to read her cunt and maintain the the depth and and rhythm she wanted. It felt good to be able to control myself a little more. I could be sensitive to what she needed, although at the moment she wasn’t in need of sensitivity; she wanted to be fucked and fucked hard.

I fucked her even longer than before. Probably not harder, but I sustained a longer, hard rhythm. It was so rewarding to watch her enjoy it so much. I watched her face and her cunt closely. She wasn’t giving me anything; she was selfish and horny now. She was relentless and I felt myself needing to cum again. I was concerned about wearing her out. I’d been pounding her pretty hard for quite a while now, but she showed no signs of slowing down. I held off cuming as long as I could, but I finally told her that I was going to cum again. She responded OK!!! and again arched her back to meet my thrusts. I kicked it to high gear and fucked her as hard as I could . Until I again shot a big load into the depths of her cunt. I again pulled out and felt a flood of cum pouring out of her now twice fucked cunt. The puddle on the seat of the car grew larger. I was tired again and collapsed onto the passenger seat.

I was pretty damn proud of myself. We didn’t speak– we just vegged there for a while. She continued to lay on her back and I had a wonderful view of her naughty wet cunt. It may sound like an exaggeration, but when again our eyes met, she once again gave me a lustful look and raised and lowered her cunt in a fucking motion. I couldn’t believe it! I was feeling a little threatened. I wasn’t sure that I could do it again, but didn’t want to say no. My cock started to rise, but there was no way that I was going to be full mast anytime soon. She looked up and saw my situation and said bring him close to me.

I laid my limp dick against her cunt. She reached down and held my cock in her hand started rubbing it up and down her cum soaked cunt. She gave me a horny look and said, “So you don’t want to fuck me any more? That’s too bad.” The combination of her verbal challenge, and the rubbing of my cock against her incredible soaking cunt was enough to get me up to about three quarters firmness. That was good enough for her. She took what she could get and guided me once again into her soaking cunt. Once I was in her she said, “awe, there we go.” I started fucking her very slowly in order to try and maintain what I had of my erection, but I had to press all the way in and pull only a short way out. She was still enjoying it, but at a much more leisurely pace. She sat up partially and kept one hand on my hip to keep me close to her. When ever she thought I would slip out she pulled me back to her. I actually did slip out a couple of times to her immediate frustration. She would quickly reach down and stuff me back in and pull my hips tightly to her with her other hand. This was all very sexy. It was amazing being in her cunt semi hard. She was so wet and her muscles were strong. We played like this for quite awhile and enjoyed it. Then she said, “I want you to fuck me again,” and I could sense the she was getting aroused again. She started to pick up the pace slowly. I could feel some life back in my cock. She could feel me grow in her and it excited her. She said, “YES.”

She dropped back down to her laying position and braced herself against the door. Like a locomotive we slowly started to pick up speed and I grew harder and harder. The fire returned to both of us. I continued to fuck her for a long time at a solid steady pace. She was less desperate, but enjoyed this much more relaxed leisurely pace. I had the opportunity to feel even more of the inside of her cunt at this rate. I had time to think. What a glorious cunt she had. I felt I belonged right here in this wonderful pussy. How did I ever earn the right to be buried deep in the beautiful woman that was lying beneath me with her legs spread wide giving it all to me? She was eagerly taking all the lust I could give her–draining every last drop of cum from me. I’d dreamed of this moment for years, but no dream could ever match the reality of what was happening at this very moment. How could anything ever be better that this.

Eventually, I think she was ready to end it and started picking up the pace again. She encouraged me saying, “come on, fuck me.” I matched her pace and fucked her pretty hard for a few minutes until once again from somewhere my orgasm started to rise. This was going to be hard. I could feel my balls and my cock straining to complete their task. Her cunt felt so good I never wanted to leave, but I had to finish this. I felt myself getting to the peak as my eyes locked on to hers. The lust on her face was what I needed to find the needed resources. For the last time I plunged deeply into her and came in the most beautiful, the most delicious, the hottest, the wettest pussy that any man could ever imagine. I came with just a trickle, but we were both done for the evening.

She sat up and kissed me hard and then we tore the car apart trying to find Kleenex to control the flow of cum pouring from her cunt, but none was to be found. The best she could do was to pull her panties back on. She excitedly said, “we’d better go.” We had lost all track of time. I got dressed, started the car and zoomed back toward her house. She tried to straighten up the best she could on the way home.

I pulled into the driveway and kissed her one more time. We looked at my watch for the first time and saw that it was after 3am. She grabbed her shoes and bolted from the car and toward her front door. Before she opened the door she stopped and turned to wave goodbye. Her shoes were in her hand, her dress was a wrinkled mess, her slip was visible down below her hemline. Her hair was going in all different directions, part of it pinned up and part of it loose. Her face was flush as were her neck and chest. Anyone that would see her now would know in an instant that she had been fucked hard all night. That was such a sexy picture. I imagined my cum running down the inside of her legs.

That was just the beginning. There was no stopping us after that . We tried to fuck everyday. I remember the day that Miss Honor Student surprised me before school. She somehow charmed her way past my parents (they were hoping that she would be a good influence on me). She came into my room, took off her clothes, and crawled into bed with me. I fucked her lights out. We snuck back to my room at lunch time and fucked again. After school we did it one more time before I took her home. For a while, the only day we couldn’t fuck was Sunday. Sunday at her house was for going to Church and doing your chores. They weren’t to have visitors. It was her idea to do her chores in the morning and then go to the evening Mass by herself. I would park outside the church and wait for Mass to be over. She would rush out and jump in my car and we would drive out to the Dump and fuck like crazy. Since she was always in her Sunday best and she didn’t want to wrinkle them to much. She would often pull off her panties, lay me down in the back seat climb on to my stiff rod and fuck me hard like she liked. She sometimes would work so hard that she would have to stop and rest in order to catch her breath. She would never give up though until I shot at least one load of cum into her. As much as I loved to have her naked, I can’t tell you how naughty it was to be fucked hard by a beautiful woman In her Sunday best not less that 10 minutes after she left church.

The stories go on and on. 32 years, two kids and three houses later, her skin is still perfect, most of the inhibitions have been tossed aside and she still likes to get fucked hard and often. We’ve made hundreds of sexy memories. I am the very lucky man that has been given the honor and privilege of providing her with what she desires.

“Please,” Kat whispered almost silently to herself.

Slowly Kat’s mind returned to the real world as Sue handed her the bundle of her own clothing. She began to dress. The frat boys left and Sue and the other sisters walked around to each girl, shook their hand and welcomed them into the sorority.

* * *

Now that hazing was over the professors ramped up the workload and Kat settled into college life with a vengeance. She realized that the only thing that stood between her and a life of quiet desperation as an old Mormon wife with twelve kids was a college degree and a good job outside of Utah.

The Sunday night following the initiation Kat found herself unable to sleep, so after tossing and turning for several minutes she got out of bed. Even without turning on the light she could see that Karen, her roommate, wasn’t in her own bed. Kat didn’t think anything about it, as Karen was a light sleeper and would get up and study at all hours of the night.

Sometimes she would watch Karen undress for bed and wonder to herself if the thoughts she was having about her roommate were as unholy as her church would say they were.

She decided to get something to eat and wandered downstairs to the kitchen. After she had fixed herself a sandwich, she walked into the common room. There were several girls already there.

The common room was a large room on the main floor of the sorority house off to the side of the entranceway and opposite the study room. There was a large fireplace with an impressive mantel in the center of the outside wall. Three couches and four chairs were arranged in a U-shape around a low coffee table in front of the fireplace. In the corner by the front windows was a large Philco radio that was rarely – if ever – turned on. Completing the furnishings, were some small tables and chairs that could be used for studying, scattered about the outside of the room.

There were several lamps around the room controlled by two push-button switches on the wall next to the entranceway, but tonight the room was lit by candlelight. The girls in the room were all lounging about in the furniture around the coffee table. There were two candles on the table and two on the mantelpiece, and these gave off a soft glow, which allowed Kat to see the other girls. They were all dressed as she was herself, in nightclothes of one form or another. She spotted Karen on one of the couches and Karen waved and patted a spot on the couch beside her.

Kat went over and sat beside her. Karen was dressed in a rather skimpy and almost totally transparent baby doll top. Kat could see all of Karen’s mammoth attributes and it made her a touch nervous. She attempted to ask Karen, in a whisper, what was going on, but Karen shushed her. Feeling a bit rebuffed by this, Kat turned her attention to the others and noticed that everybody was listening as one of the elder sisters talked.

“…so I reached in and pulled out his cock.”

“How big was it?” one of the others asked.

“Not so big, or so hard… yet!” she giggled, “but after I played with it a while, it got plenty big enough.”

Kat was amazed! She sat and listened as the girl described, in great detail, how she gave her boyfriend a “blow job.” Kat could feel the familiar stirrings begin inside her. As the next girl began a recounting of her Saturday night date, the tingle grew to an itch. Her excitement grew tale after tale.

Before long she had to excuse herself and left the room, her half-eaten sandwich abandoned on the couch. She rushed upstairs to her room and flung herself down onto her bed. She ripped her dressing gown off and pulled down the bottoms of her pyjamas. Her hands sought desperately out her crotch and started rubbing her stiff clitoris with wild abandon. Within moments she had brought herself to a crotch-soaked orgasm.

Over the next few weeks Kat faithfully attended the Sunday night gatherings. From the tales of the other girls she learned how to perform many sexual acts, some of which she had never even dreamt of prior to hearing of them at the meetings. She learned many new words like “cock”, “cunt” and “clit” and those were just the ones starting with “c.” And, after noticing others doing it, she learned how to bring herself discretely to orgasm without leaving the couch. Occasionally she would see Karen with her hands active beneath her robe and the sinful thoughts would again manifest themselves. Kat had even brought herself to orgasm once or twice by imagining that it was her hand stroking Karen between the legs.

It wasn’t long before the Sunday-Night Girls discovered that Kat was still a virgin. When that happened, the laughter that Kat had dreaded failed to materialize. Instead there was an overwhelming interest by the others in seeing that she was relieved of the “burden” of her virginity as soon as possible.

When asked if she had her eye set on any potential boys to be her first, Kat told them about the initiation and how she had almost had an orgasm when Jason had fondled her.

“I’d like it to be him… if he wants me.”

“Don’t worry honey,” said one of the older girls, “if I was to call him up right now and mention popping your cherry, he’d be over here with his pants down around his knees before I could hang up the telephone.”

All the girls laughed and Kat could feel the blush rising to her cheeks.

“Sure you don’t want to start with someone at bit less… massive, for your first time?” asked another girl. There were more giggles.

“Is he that big?” she asked, trying to remember how he felt when she rubbed against him, “in comparison, I mean.”

“How big?” asked another of the Sunday-Night regulars.

“What about Stan? I have Philosophy 101 with him. How big is he?”

“Girls, girls, we’re here for sister Kat now.” The girls calmed down and stopped the questions.

“I want him.” Kat whispered.

“Don’t worry dear,” said the older girl, “we’ll arrange it all.”

“To be continued in “The Beginning - Jason’s Story.”"

“OH, GOD I’m CUMMING!” she screamed driving her butt back to meet his thrusts as he ploughed into her hot tight rectum.

“Yes”! He let go … feeling the exquisite rush of pleasure as his cum surged up his throbbing cock and spewed deep into the young girl’s ass. Wave after wave surged along his cock as her orgasm caused her thighs to clamp down on his hand and her butt to squeeze the pulsating cock buried deep in her ass. Their two bodies were locked together in ecstasy as their mutual orgasms shook them to their very cores.

After a minute or two the pleasure finally eased off.

“You are fucking amazing,” Jason complimented Sue, as he pulled his spent member from her butt with a wet plop and collapsed forward across her body.

“Nobody has an ass like mine,” she gasped, “just like nobody has a cock like yours.” She rolled under him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I bet you’re gonna miss this hot ass of mine next year.”

“I probably will,” Jason admitted, but his thoughts were already straying to the upcoming rendezvous on Saturday and the hot young brunette who was offering her cherry. “I don’t even remember her name. ”

* * *

“Yes, Karen, Yes,” Kat moaned as the other girl ate her dripping pussy. Kat wanted so badly to experience the orgasm that was even now building inside her. Intense heat suffused throughout her body, radiating from where Karen’s skilled mouth came into contact with her sensitive flesh. But Karen’s caresses didn’t end with her mouth on Kat’s pussy, her hands were roaming all over Kat’s excited body. Her fingers pinched Kat’s hardened nipples and explored her puckered anus and sopping cunt. Kat couldn’t even feel the bed beneath her. It was as if she was floating in air. The only sensations that were real for her came from Karen’s flesh against hers.

Karen’s mouth left Kat’s pussy, to be quickly replaced by her hands. She moved up the bed, trailing a stream of hot kisses over the mons and up the heaving belly of the excited girl. Karen’s own pussy ached to be touched. As she rose over Kat she captured one of the other girls thighs with her own, pressing her pussy hard against it while rubbing her own thigh against Kat’s bucking crotch.

The towel had come free of Kat’s hair and her lovely face was framed by a halo of damp hair. Karen lowered herself onto Kat, pressing her tits against the other girl’s smaller ones and feeling Kat’s hard nipples poke her excited flesh.

Kat was lost in a world of pleasure. “I didn’t know it could be like this”. She felt Karen’s lips lock onto hers and the more experienced girl’s tongue slip into her mouth. It was like kissing a boy … yet different. She felt a lump in her throat as she raised her hesitant hands to begin caressing Karen’s body. The other girl raised herself slightly to gave Kat better access and she ran her hands along Karen’s body to reach those tits that she had wickedly fantasized about. She kneaded Karen’s ample titty flesh, tweaking her engorged nipples. The other girl pulled back from their kiss to gasp at the pleasure that Kat was inflicting.

Karen broke from the embrace and roughly hauled Kat fully up onto the bed. Then she spun around and buried her face once more in Kat’s crotch pulling the inexperienced girl over on her side.

Kat gasped in renewed ecstasy as Karen’s tongue found her pussy once again. Her eyes shot open and beheld Karen’s sopping crotch barely inches from her face. She so wanted to reach out for the other girl’s sex but inside her, her strict upbringing cried out that it was a sin. Karen’s tongue continued to press against her hard clit and just then two of Karen’s fingers entered her and she lost all resolve. She reached out and pulled Karen’s pussy to her face. Her tongue dove between the other girl’s pussy lips and tasted the sweetness of the fluids there.

Karen gasped again as Kat grew bolder with her explorations of Karen’s sex. Even as Karen ploughed two fingers into the other’s virgin passage she found her own cunt being attacked in a similar fashion.

The two girls writhed about on the bed pleasuring each other with their hands and lips and tongues. The heat building quicker and quicker … Caressing and being caressed … waves of pleasure radiating from where flesh met flesh.

All of a sudden, Kat peaked … she threw her head back and moaned. Her thighs clamping down on the other girl’s head as if attempting to press Karen’s mouth even harder against her sex. An immense bubble of heat exploded inside her and she threw her head back into Karen’s sex and sucked hard on her clit with the exquisitely wonderful agony of it.

This was it for Karen, as Kat’s mouth clamped down on her aching clit she felt herself cum and cum and cum. It was a most glorious orgasm.

As the pleasure waned, the two girls rearranged themselves on Kat’s bed and held each other in their arms. They lay spent as they gently floated back to Earth. For minutes afterwards neither moved nor spoke. Finally Kat broke the silence.

“Is it always this amazing?” she asked Karen.

“No,” Karen replied, “sometimes it’s better.”

* * *

Saturday couldn’t come quickly enough for Kat. She had attended classes in a fog over the last couple of days, but the day had finally arrived and she was both eager and uneasy about the prospect of finally losing her virginity. She was curious if she could still be considered a virgin as she had had sex with Karen twice more since their initial encounter. But that was lesbian sex and she figured that technically girl-girl sex didn’t count.

Karen had arranged most of the plans and had even gone shopping with her at a shop specializing in flimsy underwear. They had picked out an almost transparent baby-doll nightie and Karen had suggested that she not bother with the panties and just wear the top. It was quite risqué and barely covered her crotch, but Karen had insisted that it was perfect.

Grace had allowed the use of her bedroom for the assignation, as the head of the sorority she had a room all to herself and a large four-poster double bed. Grace and Karen had prepared the room for the evening by setting out candles and laundering the sheets. Kat looked around at the results and thought that they had done a wonderful job.

There was plenty of light from all the candles placed around the room and the curtains on the bed had been pulled back and secured to the posts. The sheets had been pulled down and Kat noticed that they were a lovely cream-colored satin.

The other girls had been by to wish her luck and to give last minute advice and now she was just waiting for Jason to show up. It was almost time and so she slid into the bed and propped herself up with a couple of pillows to wait. She couldn’t believe just how nervous she was, yet simultaneously she found herself terribly excited.

* * *

Jason knocked on the door and a young girl immediately opened it. She looked at him with a knowing smile on her face. Other girls were hovering about behind her.

“We’ve been expecting you,” she said. There were subdued giggles from the other girls. “Come in.”

The young girl led Jason up the stairs to a room on the second floor, the gaggle of girls following close on their heels. Sue and Grace met him outside the room.

Sue leaned in close to him and whispered, “Don’t fuck this up, Kat’s a nice young girl and she really doesn’t know what she’s got coming, so be gentle.”

“Kat … her name’s Kat. “He rolled the name around in his head.

Grace dispersed the other girls and then opened the door for Jason.

He went in, gently closing the door behind him.

“Jason?” Kat asked from the bed.

“It’s me,” he answered.

He moved further into the room and saw her sitting in the bed.

She was gorgeous. She lay with her back against the pillows and her feet drawn up slightly under the covers. Her hair framed her face all dark and wavy. She had applied a little make-up and it brought out the fresh-faced innocence of her features. She was wearing a thin gown that did nothing to hide her firm tits and fully erect nipples. Jason found himself already responding to her beauty and his cock twitched in his slacks.

“Come to bed.” Her voice was soft and rich as she patted the bed beside her.

Jason was at a loss for words. The eagerness with which he had anticipated this meeting had fled and he was left with a nervous feeling deep in his gut. He fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. He hadn’t been this nervous since that day with Chris’s Aunt Lucy when he had lost his own virginity. He tried to relax as he removed his shirt.

Kat watched him as he undressed. She was excited and nervous all at the same time. She marveled at the slim athletic body that was revealed when he took of his shirt and she eagerly waited for him to finish. He placed a hand on the bed and reached for his shoes. First one and then the other, and quickly his socks joined the shoes of the floor. Kat found herself holding her breath when his hands went to his belt and started to undo it. He freed the belt, undid the button and unzipped his slacks letting them slide down off his legs. She could see the semi-erect form of his cock pushing against his underwear and a herd of butterflies began to flit around in her stomach. His hands went to the waistband of his boxers and paused. He lifted his head and caught her eyes with his own. He was so beautiful; she felt her heart skip a beat.

Her beauty stilled Jason. He found himself lost in her bright blue eyes. Her face was the most perfectly formed he had ever seen. Her lips were just right for kissing. He had to tear himself away from her gaze in order to finish undressing.

When his hands began to move again, Kat watched as his cock was revealed. It was huge! Even though it was just partially erect, it hung thick and long between his legs. Its head hung down below her line of sight, the edge of the bed hiding it from her. She caught small glimpses of it in its entirety as Jason kicked off his slacks and boxers. She wondered if it would ever fit inside her. She felt a brief moment of fear and then her desire washed it away.

Jason pulled down the covers and slipped naked into the bed beside her. He left the covers down as their removal had revealed the rest of Kat’s body. She was naked from the waist down and he could see that she had shaved herself since their last meeting. The sight of her naked body and the feel of satin sheets against his skin excited him as he slid across the bed to Kat. All of a sudden he felt nervous again.

“Hi,” he said attempting to make light of their position.

“Hi,” she answered back with a smile.

She reached out to him and ran her fingers lightly down his face. He gently took her hand in his and kissed her palm. His hands slid up her arms and wrapped themselves around her and he pulled her close. Her lips found his and they kissed. At first the kiss was light and tentative but as it continued, it grew more passionate. His tongue sought out hers and together they caressed each other.

He felt her arms encircle him and he marveled at the excitement that her touch evoked in him. He wanted this woman like he had wanted no other before her. Her hands caressed him and he was transported.

She felt herself melt into him. It was hard to tell where she ended and he began. Her pussy ached with the need for him but she wanted all the experience and so she pulled back.

“I want to touch you,” she whispered uncertainly, “can I?”

He lay back against the pillows. “I can’t see why not, considering our purpose here,” Jason replied with a confidence he didn’t really feel and smiled at her.

She looked at his cock. It still wasn’t fully erect but it was bigger than she had imagined. It lay across his lap with its head pointed at her. The foreskin was tight against the head and the engorged glands were peeking out the top all red and wet. She reached out and lightly stroked it. She was amazed at just how soft and smooth it felt. She gently wrapped her hand around it and stroked it. It jumped in her hand and Jason softly moaned.

“Oh, that’s good.”

She continued to stroke him, watching as the foreskin pulled back briefly to reveal the head all glistening with fluid. Then as she returned the stroke the head would hide itself back under the foreskin once again. She felt as if she were hypnotised by the motion of her hand and the feel of Jason’s cock thickening under her touch. She continued to pump his cock and it continued to grow in her hand, before long it was hard and stiff and no amount of cajoling could entice the head back under his vanishing foreskin. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to take his hard cock in her mouth. She licked her lips in anticipation.

“Okay Kat, you’ll have to stop that now,” Jason warned.

Jason couldn’t believe just how aroused he was. Watching Kat play with his cock like a child with her first toy was an incredible sight. She manipulated him to the point of orgasm with no effort at all. He was harder than he had ever been and Jason had to stop her before she had milked his cock dry.

“Now it’s my turn,” he said.

Jason reached up and one by one undid the ties holding her nightie together. His hands brushed the thin fabric back and off her shoulders. He moved to lightly cup her tits and felt his hands slightly shake with his nervousness. She leaned forward to rest the weight of them on his palms and his thumbs gently caressed her nipples. She sighed and spread her legs.

A small part of him was sad to see that she had shaved most of her magnificent mane of pubic hair but the pussy revealed to him now was beautiful in its own right. He took one of his hands and slid it between her legs and immediately felt the heat from her crotch. She spread herself wider and he ran his fingers down between the lips of her pussy.

“Oh,” Kat moaned.

She was wet and slippery. He slid his fingers down and lightly teased the opening to her cunt. She gasped again and lay back down against the pillows, spreading her legs even further apart. He could now see all of her lovely pussy. Once again he felt a tremor of nervousness. She was affecting him more than any girl had ever before. His eyes travelled the length of her. From her beautiful face with her eyes half closed in pleasure, down the curve of her neck to her firm, ripe tits with their dark areolas and hard nipples, to hard tiny waist and flat stomach to her wet and inviting pussy. “My God she is gorgeous! “He was almost overcome with her beauty.

He got to his knees and leaned over to suck a nipple into his mouth. Amazed at the taste of her, he trailed his lips down her breast. Kissing her skin as he went, he made his way down her chest and her stomach and through the remaining patch of dark pubic hair. Finally his mouth made contact with her clit and her hips bucked slightly forcing her erect button against his lips. He stuck out his tongue and licked gently at her clit and was rewarded by a gasp from the aroused girl.

Kat was overcome with pleasure. She wanted him so. His face in her crotch was so different than Karen’s. She was amazed at the rough feel of his cheek against her inner thigh and the pleasure that that slight touch engendered in her. His mouth on her hard clit was driving her crazy with lust. She wanted to reciprocate the pleasure she was receiving and reached out between his legs to grasp his stiff cock. As she stroked him, she was fascinated with the smooth sliding of his flesh back and forth along the rock hard core of his cock. But she wasn’t satisfied with that. She wanted to taste him. The Sunday Night Sessions had almost always included a graphic description of one or more girls’ sucking of their boyfriends prick. Kat wanted to try that. She “needed “to try that.

Jason felt Kat’s repeated tugging on his cock and correctly guessed that she wanted to suck him. She pulled the pillow out from under her head and he paused in his ravishing of Kat’s pussy to reposition himself straddling her face, with his cock resting on her lips. He lowered his head back to her waiting sex and took her hard clit between his lips and sucked.

Kat moaned in pleasure, opening her mouth to allow the head of Jason’s cock to slip between her lips. She sucked on the engorged glands, tasting the exquisite saltiness of his flesh. Her mouth felt so full. She continued stroking him as her tongue bathed the head, flicking back and forth. She licked the pre-cum from the tip and savored its taste.

The sensations lancing throughout his body from the working of Kat’s mouth on his prick were getting to be too much for Jason. He licked her clit harder and she bucked against him almost dislodging his lips from her erect button. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer as he felt the tightness in his balls that signified his imminent orgasm. He lifted his mouth from her crotch.

“Kat,” he moaned, “I’m gonna cum.”

She responded by opening her mouth and sucking even more of his cock into her.

“Oh God!” involuntarily he thrust himself deeper into her waiting mouth and erupted.

Kat was shocked by the copious amounts of cum flooding her mouth and she struggled to swallow it all as it blasted again and again into her. She was swallowing so much that she barely tasted his thick slippery semen as it slid down her throat.

Jason had returned to his licking and sucking of her erect clit and as his ejaculation ceased he pulled his depleted erection from her mouth and renewed his attack on her pussy. She licked the head of his cock and he pulled back from her tongue, as the glands were so sensitive from his orgasm. She continued to stroke him and he was amazed that he still retained most of his hardness.

She wasn’t sure what to do when he pulled away but she continued stroking him as his lips on her pussy started to drive her over the edge. She licked the overflow of his cum from her lips as his tongue drove her wild. She was so close. She was going to cum herself but just as she was going to go over, he repositioned himself and she felt her orgasm being semi-interrupted. The heat spread out from her crotch and her hips locked, squeezing his head as she humped her clit against his lips. It was not the strong orgasm she was hoping for and it was over all too soon.

The two of them moved so that they were in a “spoon” position, Kat facing away from him and Jason pressing his still erect cock against her backside. He reached around her and caressed her tits, pinching and stroking her hard nipples.

“Oh that was so good,” Jason said.

“Oh, it was,” she replied. It was only a little fib as she wasn’t wholly satisfied, but she didn’t want to tell him that.

Her orgasm had been good but not as good as the ones she had experienced with Karen. She hoped that that didn’t mean that she would only have that kind of earth-shattering experience with women because she really liked Jason and he excited her like nobody ever had before. Even now his hands on her tits were arousing her again.

Jason had enjoyed cumming in her mouth, but what he really wanted was to feel her cunt wrapped around his cock. He slid his hand down over her belly and between her legs. She opened herself to him and his fingers slipped between her cunt lips. “She is still so wet! ”

She could feel his hard cock against the crack of her ass and she knew that tonight wouldn’t be complete without her having that large hunk of flesh inside her. She rocked her hips, sliding her ass along the length of him. He pulled himself tighter against her and started to trace kissing along her neck. Small points of heat appeared were his lips met her flesh. She wanted him so badly.

“Please … fuck me Jason.”

Jason couldn’t believe how turned on he was hearing those words spoken by her in that soft little-girl voice of hers. His cock jerked to full hardness in a matter of seconds and he ached to be inside her.

“I have to …”

Before he could finish she moved away from him and had grabbed a foil packet from the bedside table. Snuggling back against him she handed him the condom over her shoulder.

“Is this what you wanted?” she asked.

“Yes.”

He took the pack from her hand and ripped it open. It was a brand that he wasn’t familiar with but it still took but a second to roll it down over his erection. He pulled her ass back and up, using his hands to position the opening of her wet cunt at the head of his cock.

Kat could feel the head of his cock resting against her opening, her cunt lips wrapped around the condom clad head. She wanted him inside her.

“Fuck me now,” she whispered, “Stick your cock in me.”

Jason drove himself into her waiting cunt.

Kat reeled with delight. Jason’s cock slid into her, pushing her apart as if she was transfixed on a massive pole of pleasure. Part of her mind couldn’t believe how good it was and part of her was rocked by the terrifying feeling of being split in two.

Jason pulled back and drove in again. Her cunt was so tight as it enfolded his cock that he was briefly glad that he had cum before, as he knew he wouldn’t have lasted more than a stroke or two if he hadn’t. He reached around her and held her as he drove into her again and again.

She couldn’t believe it. It was so good. This feeling of being filled up, his hardness deep within her was more exciting than anything before it. She felt herself grip him, pulling at his cock as it withdrew and then tightening around him as if to insist on force as he plunged back into her. His hand moved against her front and his fingers found her clit. This was what she had wanted. This was the feeling she craved. She bucked against his hand as his cock ploughed in and out of her tight cunt.

Jason was in ecstasy. Kat was responding to his thrusts, forcing herself back against him as he drove himself deeper into her. “I have never been buried this deep inside; she is taking all of me! “He knew from the tightening of his balls that he wouldn’t last long.

Kat was floating! She couldn’t take much more of this. His deep penetration was taking its toll. Her cunt and clit were on fire. She was climbing to a new height of excitement. She began to grunt with pleasure as he pounded his hard cock into her. He was well and truly fucking her and she was loving it.

He knew it was soon to come to an end but he didn’t want it to. He was locked in an animal-like rutting as he thrust himself into her. It was as if he wanted to own her body, become one with her. “It is so good! ”

The two of them were breathing in synch as his cock pounded in and out of her, both of them grunting in unison. The awkwardness of their position was forgotten as they moved together in a smooth dance of passion.

With no warning he was exploding inside her, his cock throbbing as he spewed out hot cum that rebounded from the barrier of the condom and wrapped his encased cock in pure liquid heat. She felt the heat from his molten seed pulsing insider her and it threw her into her own orgasm, her hips thrusting back against him to force him even deeper into her greedy passage.

The heat from him combined with her own orgasm to send her flying. She was without direction as the pleasure swelled within her, bursting to suffuse throughout her body. “This is the orgasm I needed! ”

They remained motionless for a moment as their breathing returned to normal.

“That was unbelievable,” Kat gasped.

“That was the best ever,” Jason agreed. His cock still throbbed within her. He didn’t want to pull out, ever, but he knew he must.

Kat felt a distinct feeling of loss as Jason pulled his spent cock from her cunt. That was the best orgasm she had ever had! She wanted more.

“Let me clean you up,” she offered turning to face him, he cock sliding from her.

“Not yet,” Jason chuckled, “Give me a chance to come back to Earth.” He had never felt like this about any woman before.

Kat stared at him and wondered what would come of this encounter. Would he want to see her again after this or would she just be another notch in his belt? She wanted him again. And again and again. She didn’t think she could ever get tired of him.

Jason didn’t want to let go of her. He knew that she had just started college this year and still had three years to go, but he was leaving at the end of this year. He didn’t want to think about that. He would cross that bridge when it came, until then he would keep her close to him. He wanted her again. He pulled the condom off his cock taking care not to allow his cum to spill out.

Kat watched him remove the condom and quickly dipped her head down to take him in her mouth. She used her lips and tongue to clean the fluid off his cock. Renewed stiffening rewarded her efforts.

Jason watched her suck the cum off his cock and he felt new life flow back into his member. He pulled her up against him and kissed her. Disregarding the slight taste of his own seed, he stuck his tongue into her mouth and kissed her as deeply as he could. She broke the kiss and pressed her cheek to his.

“Oh, Jason,” she whispered, “I love you.”

Jason’s heart leapt. In times past, when he had heard those words he had felt panic and a desire to flee, but this time it was different and he was surprised to find himself replying, “I love you, too.” And he was even more surprised to find that he meant every word.

“Fuck me again,” she whispered as she pulled him with her. She laid back on the bed, his cock pressing hard against her belly.

He grabbed another condom from the table and quickly opened it and pulled it down over his hard cock. He looked down at Kat’s form beneath him and marvelled at just how beautiful she looked. Her hair framed her beautiful face like some modern-day halo, her neck described a lovely curve to her shoulders and to her chest with her gorgeous tits barely flattened at all by gravity. Her nipples were dark and hard against the pebbly flesh of her areolas as he bent his head to take first one and then the other into his mouth to caress them with his tongue. His eyes lowered to take in her small waist and the beautiful dark brush of hair above her sex. At last his eyes fell upon her pussy with its lips all spread and glistening, ready to receive him.

“Fuck me, Jason,” she urged again.

He lowered himself and positioned his hard, condom encased, cock at her opening. With a quick thrust he was inside her once again. Her cunt wrapped around his hardness like tight glove. He began slowly to fuck her, not like before but with relaxed and smooth strokes.

Kat had a hard time believing that this was happening to her. Jason held himself above her so she could watch him as his hard cock invaded her again and again. He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. His light hair was short with just a hint of a curl and his face was movie-star handsome, almost pretty. His body was well muscled and she could see the play of the muscles working beneath his skin as he ploughed into her. His chest was covered in fine light hair and his belly was hard and rippled. She lifted her head to watch as his massive cock thrust itself into her and marvelled that she could take all of him inside her. With each stroke, he embedded himself in her and her aching clit briefly connected with his pubic bone sending waves of pleasure throughout her. She craved that touch and lifted her hips to meet his descending body trying to prolong the contact. Her legs swung around behind his and she slid her hands around his ass to cup his bum, pulling him harder against her.

Jason couldn’t believe just how amazing this was. He was buried deeper and deeper with each stroke and the soft grip of her cunt was pulling more and more at his plunging cock. He was glad that he was lasting so long as he didn’t want this pleasure to end. He couldn’t take the wonderful ache in his balls much longer as the waves of tightness spread up from his tight balls. He let himself down across her body, feeling her hard nipples press into his chest. He pressed his crotch hard against her clit and started to fuck her faster, using his hips to drive his cock in and out of her hot cunt.

That was it! Kat felt herself about to go now that his crotch was stimulating her clit almost constantly. She felt her insides grip him even tighter and knew that she would be cumming any second now.

Jason picked up the pace, his cock plunging in and out ever faster in a futile attempt to get even deeper into the inviting cunt beneath him. Just then there was a rip and he felt his cock tear through the flimsy condom to the soft, hot wetness of Kat’s cunt. The sensation of her slippery cunt wrapped around his hardness was too much for him and he exploded inside her.

Kat felt the hot fluid spewing out of his cock and filling her up and that combined with the pressure on her clit started her orgasm. It shook her body as his throbbing cock filled her with Jason’s seed. She was enwrapped in waves of pleasure.

Jason wanted to pull out, but his body was of a separate mind and he held himself deep inside her as the contractions spewed his cum into her. He knew that he had crossed a line and prayed that she wouldn’t get pregnant, but part of his mind deep in his subconscious screamed that she was now and forever his and his alone.

Her arms came up to wrap around him and hold him close as the spasms of her cunt eased off and Kat was amazed that she didn’t mind that he had cum inside her. Part of her wanted to remain connected to him forever and having his baby would do that. She was shocked at the selfishness of her thoughts but she couldn’t help herself.

As the two of them calmed down they left what had occurred unspoken and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. Jason’s cock still buried deep inside Kat.

From that date on, Kat and Jason were to remain together. It was as fate had meant it to be.

Deep in Kat’s womb, a sperm with a Y chromosome outraced its companions to come in contact with her waiting egg. In a rush of almost orgasmic proportions it penetrated into the ovum and fertilized it. The new zygote hardened its protective envelope and gently found a safe lodging in Kat’s uterine wall where it began to divide and grow.

It was the beginning of Jacob.

“Thanks for the helpful editing by” MY_Erotica, greywolf393 “and” snooper.

“Thanks for the encouraging votes and comments. If there’s enough call for it, I may continue the story of Jacob and his parents at a later date in “Jake’s Journey”.”