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   ****************** Read Me First *********************************** My
erotic fiction stories are for adults only.  If you are not at least twenty
one years old, please do not read this story.  It contains explicit sex and
is not to be read if you are underage or live where it is illegal to do so.
The characters and places in my stories are completely fictional and any
resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and
coincidental.  Re-post of this story is only permitted if the posting site
is free and noncommercial.  Mrs.James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name)
Copyright 2001 ************************ Thank You
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   Mrs.  James Wentworth Preston Chapter 53 - Emily Loses Her Cherry
   ************************* Story Prolog *******************************
My name is Justine.  My stories are about my family and the wild, sexy
things they do.  What they *tell* me they do.  I just write it down what
they say.  Sometimes I don't know any thing about it, I just have to
believe them.  Their tales are so often so weird, but they tell me that
they're true!
   We live in small-town USA; my husband James, my Son Junior, he goes to
College, and my beautiful Daughter Maryann.  In this chapter you'll read
about Emily, she's Junior's virgin girlfriend, Bill, Patty's furniture
salesman, Patty, Junior's Professor's wife, Aunt Louise and Heather,
Junior's mountain girl Aunt and her Daughter, Billy Joe, he's Maryann's
lover, Liz, Emily's friend in the dorm, and Stacy the flower girl.
   This story begins on Wednesday Morning when Emily meets Aunt Louise and
Heather, the mountain girls teach Emily and Patty to use Mother's Blessing,
Patty and Heather go shopping, Louise and Stacy enjoy the sun out by the
pool, Billy Joe sets up the interviews for Attorneys and Accountants with
Bill, Liz helps Emily get dressed for Junior, Louise, Heather, and Patty
hold a short rite of passage ritual for Emily, and Emily finally feels the
joy of hot cum spurting into her womb.
   I hope you enjoy the story.  If you missed any previous chapters, you'll
find them in the archive at ASSTR.  If you have difficulty in finding them,
send me a note and I'll send you some simple search instructions that
Junior wrote, just to help you find them.  It is confusing; all those
options!  ***************** Thanks for reading my stories
********************* ***************** Mrs.  James Wentworth Preston
**********************
   Mrs James Wentworth Preston
   Chapter 53
   Emily Loses Her Cherry
   You must be Junior's Aunt Louise and Cousin Heather," Emily said.  "I'm
Emily.  Welcome!  Welcome to Bob and Patty Wentworth's home!"
   "Yes, yes we are!" Louise agreed.  "Thank you!  What's going on?"
   "Patty has just gotten a ton of furniture delivered and she's upstairs
inspecting it.  Would you like to join her or perhaps have a nice glass of
juice to refresh you from your journey?"
   "Juice," Louise requested.
   "Juice and a bathroom," Heather said.
   "Okay, I'll show you," Emily said as they walked up to the foot of the
stairs.  "This is Mr.  Bill Peterson, the principal owner of the Peterson
Furniture Company.  You probably saw their trucks out front.  Aunt Louise,
why don't you sit and let Bill tell you about Patty's new furniture.  I'll
show Heather the bathroom and get some juice for you two."
   "Hi Bill.  I'm Louise, Bob Wentworth's cousin."
   "Pleased to meet you, Louise.  Have you traveled far?"
   "No, just three hours from the mountains.  It was a nice drive.  It's
good to get out of town and travel some."
   "Yes, I know what you mean.  I haven't been out of town since last year.
Now, with this big sale, I think I'll take the Missus on a little drive
too. Maybe down to Northern Carolina where they make a lot of good
furniture.  I just love furniture.  It's been in the family blood for three
generations!"
   "So, you sold Patty some furniture?"
   Yes.  If you're staying over night, it's just for you she's gotten it.
Four complete bedroom suites.  Good stuff.  Good quality, excellent taste.
I think you'll be impressed.  I'm not sure which room you'll be staying in,
but I assure you that every bed is the same and every headboard,
nightstand, and dresser are of the same style, pattern, and quality.  Mrs.
Doctor Wentworth is as sharp as her husband.  She could have spent more,
but didn't have to spend more to get the quality she wanted.  Frankly, the
difference is only in the decorative trim.  At the prices she paid, the
trim would have been a needless expense.  Are you staying long?"
   "Through the weekend, I expect."
   "Here, let me give you my card.  No, this is not a sales trick.  I'd
like you to call me on Sunday, or jot me a note and send it in the mail, to
tell me what you think of the bedroom suite you'll have been using.  This
sort of personal experience is exactly what I need.  You see, I depend on
the actual users of my furniture to tell me the facts; is it comfortable?
is it attractive?  is it a good, solid piece of furniture?  That sort of
thing.  You see, I gave certain suggestions to Doctor Wentworth and she
accepted them.  My suggestions are a compilation of my experiences with
this sort of furniture and my understand of her plans for it.  Time change
and I only know that when users of it, like yourself, tell me their
opinions.  Yes, it is part of my marketing portfolio, but if I'm going to
give wise advise, I've got to know the truthful facts.  I don't want to
plead, but I'd really value your opinion."
   "Sure Bill," Louise replied.  "I'll be happy to give you my opinion. 
Perhaps you'll keep us in mind when we come to see you about furnishing a
store front we hope to open here in town.  That's one of our purposes for
visiting.  We're going to check out the various opportunities here.  I, or
perhaps we, my Daughter and I, hope to expand our retail herbal remedies
shop here.  I don't suppose that you have the sort of things we might need,
but we'll check with you first."
   "Oh my, yes.  Please do.  We have a lot of new and used shop cases and
shelving that could be useful.  Also, if I may be so bold, I have a
son-in-law that practices in the real estate area of commercial property
here in town.  Naturally, he isn't as smooth as I am; I've got years of
experience.  He is, however, very capable, honest to a fault, and hard
working.  Let me write his name and number on the back of my card.  There,
now give him a call, as soon as you are comfortable, and let him find you
properties to visit.  Open up to him and I'm sure he'll do his best.  Tell
him I referred you to him, and you should get exemplary service!  He's a
good kid and his only fault is over-exuberance."
   "Okay, Bill.  I'll call him and give him a shot."
   "Hey!  Louise!  Hello and welcome!" Patty said as she trotted down the
stairs.  Where's Heather?"
   "I don't know.  I've been talking to Bill here and they went off
somewhere.
   "Well, welcome!" Patty said as she gave Louise a tight hug.  "It's good
to see you again!  You look good and feel even better!"
   The deliver men began to come down the stairs.  Patty, thinking that
Emily might want to say good bye, called out to her.
   "Emily!  Emily!  The men are leaving!"
   Emily dashed out of the kitchen with a glass of juice for Aunt Louise
and began to thank the men for all their help, along with Patty.  Pete was
the last down and reported to Bill that they'd found no problems or faults
with the delivered furniture.  Bill, understanding that the arrivals of
guests overrode his welcome, said good bye.  He'd be back the next morning
with the final delivery of the two pieces not ready today.  Pete rolled up
the walkway paper and left, closing the front door behind the two of them.
   "Come on upstairs.  I want to show off my new furniture!" Patty said as
she led the three women up the stairs to the guest bedrooms.
   "This room has my old bedroom suite.  Nothing fancy.  Emily is staying
in here, Now here, take a look at this!"
   The girls ooohed and aaahed over the beautiful new beds, dressers, night
stands, lamps, and dressing table.  Heather bounced on a bed and said
"neat-o!"
   "Louise, this is where you and Heather will be staying, sharing a
bathroom with Emily," Patty said.  "I hope you like the color.  I do!  I
just had it painted.  It's called light peach!  You've got a nice view of
the pool too.  Aren't these new drapes pretty?  The spring wildflower
pattern is just for you."
   Leading the group down the hall, Patty continued, "This is the old
master bedroom, I'll show you the new one downstairs later.  I just love
this four post bed.  Look at the neat little steps; Bill called them 'A
Lady's Aid'.  The armoire will be delivered tomorrow morning, along with
the TV, VCR, and stereo system." Patty unfolded a piece of paper that read
'Armoire Here' and laid it on the floor by the wall opposite the big bed.
"If I'm not here when they bring the Armoire tomorrow, it goes here.  The
entertainment stuff goes in it.  If that guy arrives first, he can put the
electronic equipment up here," Patty waved to the area on the floor next to
the spot for the Armoire.  "While he's waiting for the Armoire, he can hang
the speakers and run the wire.  He knows what to do.  Oh, be sure he leaves
the boxes, instructions, and warranties."
   Louise, sitting on the edge of the king size four post bed said, "Patty.
This furniture is gorgeous.  It must have cost you a fortune!"
   "Oh no, not me!  Bob!" they all laughed.  "Isn't that what husband's are
for?" Patty giggled as she pulled out drawers and tested lamps.  Again! 
"Since this is where Emily's guardians are staying, I had it painted egg
shell white.  Doesn't it set off well the heavy deep red drapes?  With
those, the sheers, and the mini-blinds, they can have what ever light they
want!"
   "Come on, let me show you the other two rooms," Patty said as she led
them to the first of the queen bed rooms.  "This is where Junior's Mom and
Dad will stay.  They're bringing the bed frame in the morning with the
Armoire.  This color is spring yellow.  I got drapes with yellow roses! 
See?  Aren't they cute?  I hope Justine likes them!"
   Finally, the got to the last room.  "This is where Junior will stay.  I
got it painted 'Sunrise'.  Kind of a light orange yellow.  It fits Junior.
He's a sunshine, sunrise kind of guy!" Patty explained.
   "Okay?" Patty asked.  "Let's go down to the kitchen and sit.  Maybe I
can make a little snack.  All right?"
   At the foot of the stairs, Louise suggested, "I think we ought to bring
in our bags.  I'd like to do it now so that I won't have to lug them in
later."
   Everyone agreed and they all went out to her Jeep and carried in the
bags, up the stairs, and into the Light Peach room.
   "The bed pads and sheets and pillow cases are in the bottom drawer of
the chest," Patty told them.  "There's four sets.  In the drawer above it
are the towels.  They're all new and the tags should have been removed, but
watch out.  If you find any soiled or ripped towels, lay them aside and
I'll get them replaced.  Okay?"
   Soon they were all gathered around the kitchen nook table, laughing and
telling stories.  Heather made some tea and they shared it.
   "Hmmmm," Emily said.  "This is good Heather.  What is it?"
   "I call it 'Stress Relief'," Heather replied.  "It's from the root of
the 'Toad Stool' plant." Emily made a face.  "Oh, don't be like that.  I'm
sure that it's not the botanical or given name.  The name 'Toad Stool' is
only the local name, given by the mountain people who harvest our herbs."
   "Hey Patty, we didn't tell you," Louise explained.  "We've hired a
botanist to help us begin to establish the correct genus and family of our
herbs.  She's a local housewife and will work 20 hours a week, four per
day. We set up a little office for her, her baby, her reference books, and
her files for records.  When we're notified of a delivery, she'll look over
our records, compare them to the references, and bring whatever she can to
receiving to see if she can identify the herb more closely.  She'll take
photographs and begin a reference library for our mountain herbs.  Maybe by
the next time we meet, we'll know exactly what the genus and family is of
the herb 'Toad Stool'."
   "That sounds great!" Emily said.  "Have you figured out what's in
'Mother's Blessing'?"
   "Yes," Heather replied.  "The local names are 'Yellow Leaf Forest Plum',
we use it's root, and 'Silver Leaf Red Bud Oak', we use it's bark.  We're
expecting a shipment next week and we'll have Lucille, our Mommy Botanist,
do what she can to figure it out."
   "Heather, why don't you go get your powders and the new liquid for Emily
to see.  Also those samples for Patty to check out.  I'll start explaining
Mother's Blessing to Emily."
   What followed was two hours of explanations, questions, answers and
discussion.  Patty too was planning on beginning her herbal contraception
and wanted it hear it all again.  Louise explained the use of the powers
and how she dosed herself each day, more of one, less of the other.  Then
Heather explained the liquid method, showing Emily and Patty how to dose
themselves if they wanted to start.
   "Yes, let me get a glass of water!" Emily said.
   "No, let me get *two* glasses, Patty said and got up to go to the
cupboard for two glasses.  She got them, two five inch juice glasses with
'UC - Berkley' written around them, half filled them with tap water, and
returned.
   "When did your last period start?" Louise asked.
   The women told her and they counted the days for each of them.
   "Patty, you're at day eighteen and, Emily, you're at day nine.  Let me
run over it again quickly.  Fourteen drops of all red when your period
starts.  Then each day one less drop of red, one more drop of white.  On
the fifteenth day, it's all fourteen drops of white.  Then it reverses. 
Each day one less drop of the white, one more drop of red.  Until it's all
red again on day 29, which is day 1 of the new cycle.  Got it?"
   "So for you Patty, today is after day fifteen when you would have used
all fourteen drops of white.  Then day sixteen would have been 13 drops of
white, 1 of red.  The next, 12 and 2.  Then today, day eighteen is 11 white
drops and 3 red."
   Patty put 11 drops of the white solution in the half-full glass of
water, then added 3 drops of the red solution.  Emily put 9 drops of red in
her glass of water and 5 of the white.  Done, they held them up, clinked,
and drank them down.
   "Now remember to keep quiet about this," Louise said as she handed them
each their own eye dropper and small two bottles of the herbal medicine. 
"There is no FDA approved tests to prove that this is safe or effective. 
You only have me and Heather.  And several hundred women in the hills
who'll never permit their testimony be taken or recorded.  So don't say
anything to anybody.  Keep track of your days and note any problems.  Your
periods should be regular as clockwork.  If you have questions or concerns,
please call us.  Also, we like to hear good news.  If you don't get cramps
or PMS when you used to, let us know that too.  You shouldn't have any
bloating or water retention.  Patty, you'll lose some weight because you're
getting off the pill.  Most women do."
   "See, you aren't the first," Heather explained.  "We've got quite a few.
But we don't talk about them, as we won't talk about you two.  Your names
aren't written down and we don't have any files.  We'll do that when we
start clinical tests.  We hired a lawyer to work with a local doctor to
check out the AMA and FDA procedures.  We also think that we've found a
housewife that can do some lab analyses for us on our various herbs."
   "That equipment is really expensive!" Patty assured them.  "I know. 
I've used it.  I used to fuck this guy, that was before I met Bob, and he
did the ordering for the Bio-Chemistry department.  He used to bitch and
bitch about how expensive the equipment was.  I looked at the catalogs and
a simple spectrometer was over four hundred thousand dollars!  The
automated spectral analysis machine cost another hundred and fifty thousand
dollars.  God, that was only the basic starter equipment!"
   Louise looked at Heather and they smiled.  "I guess we should tell,"
Louise confessed.  "A woman, who has been using Mother's Blessing for years
and years, believes so strongly in it, that if we build a clinical lab and
put her name on it, I think she'll foot the bill for the equipment."
   "Really?" Patty replied.  "That's great!  I hope she's got deep pockets!
You'll need several million dollars!"
   "She's got it!" Heather laughed.  "Her Daddy owned a lot of land and the
coal mining companies leased the mineral rights for a song.  Except her
Daddy got them to pay a per-ton commission to him.  Naturally the seam
developed into one of the richest in modern times and the money keeps
rolling in.  Daddy is dead now, but the Lady keeps getting checks and
hasn't any use for it.  She thinks she can really help the community and
the area by encouraging the herbal medicine field.  She, a mountain woman
herself, knows that if done properly, the land can produce many useful
products for herbal medicine.  She's smart enough to know that we need a
local girl to go to the University and become a Botanist.  This year, she's
fully funding a scholarship for a smart mountain girl to attend college to
study Botany.  In four years, we just may have our own fully certified
Botanist for herbal medicine.  As part of the deal, we're going to hire
during her summer breaks to begin mapping out some of the fertile areas of
growth of herbal plants."
   "Sounds like you might need a geologist too," Emily said.
   "You know, you're right!" Louise replied.  "Heather, let's send Lilly a
note that she could sponsor another girl for geology.  She'd like that! 
Isn't that Smith girl in Pauper's Cove, runner up to Missie for the Botany
Scholarship, needing funds to go to school?  We'll tell Lilly to go up
there and speak to her.  It isn't too late to get into a fall program. 
Wow! Emily, that's a great idea."
   "You got any great ideas about how I'm going to seduce Junior?" Emily
asked.
   Everything stopped for a minute.
   "Emily," Louise replied, "If this is the same Junior I know, he's so
crazy in love with you that seduction isn't needed."
   "That's for sure!" Heather agreed.  "Just lie back and spread your
legs!"
   "What about a little 'White Mountain Flower' spice?" Patty suggested.
   "You mean in that sauce you're bubbling over there?" Louise asked.
   "Yes.  Emily helped me a little earlier to get it started.
   "Well maybe, but I don't think they'll need it!" Louise eyed Emily. 
"Her aura is so strong and pure, as is Junior's.  Let's talk later about
that.  Now, I'd like to know if there is anything Emily would like to ask
us.  Perhaps she has some questions for us.  After all, we've all been with
Junior and might be able to help her."
   They all looked at Emily and saw her squirm a bit.  "This is kind of
embarrassing, but will it hurt?"
   The three woman looked at each other and then tried to talk all at once.
   "Wait, wait," Patty said.  "We'll do this in order.  Louise, you're the
eldest.  Tell her."
   "Okay," Louise took a deep breath, "is your hymen gone?  I mean have you
used a dildo or vibrator?"
   "Yes, to all three questions."
   "Then you shouldn't have any problems.  Junior isn't extraordinarily
big. He's a little long, but that will only feel better when he pokes your
cervix."
   "Oh, okay.  Then the next question is, should I move?  I mean, is it
expected?  Liz showed me this video last night of a loving couple and she
kept pointing out that the girl moved her hips, wiggling and rolling them.
When should I do that, if at all?"
   "Let me take this one," Heather said.  "Yes you should move.  Especially
with Junior.  I know because he taught me last Saturday.  Actually, they
all taught me.  I've been meaning to ask.  Mom, did you tell them something
about me?"
   "Well, yes dear, I did.  I told James that you'd been screwing around
for a few years, but with the same guys.  They didn't appear to me to be
very experienced or capable.  So I told James that you needed to have a
good cross section of loving.  Expert loving."
   "Boy, did I get good loving!  First James.  He sampled me and found me
lacking.  He called me a 'lazy fuck'.  He got me talking and moving.  And
he made me cum and cum and cum.  Then Junior took over.  He showed me how
to back-fuck doggie style.  How to up-fuck from below and pull his cum out
from on top of him.  Then he tittie fucked me and sprayed his cum all over
my face!"
   Emily's eyes got real big and said, "Oh no!" The others just laughed.
   "No, Emily.  It was great!  I loved it!  Later on I had six guys
spurting on my face, directed by the hands of all the other gals.  That was
really fantastic.  Mom took pictures.  Did you bring them?"
   Louise had and she fished them out of her huge purse.  Photographs of
both her and her Daughter with their faces, necks, chests, and boobs
covered with hot cum.  Also their shaved pussies.
   "That was later the next day.  After Junior got done with me on
Saturday, Billy Joe took over and showed me how to slo-fuck.  Junior does
it to Maryann and drives her crazy.  She taught Billy Joe how to slo-fuck
and he did it to me.  God, I was cumming for about twenty minutes then I
begged him to finish me off and he did.  I climaxed so hard I passed out!
It was great!"
   "Slo-fuck?" Maryann asked.
   "Honey," Patty suggested, "don't worry about it now.  Maybe after your
first four or five fucks, ask him to slo-fuck you.  Then you'll really
learn your limits.  Junior is really, really good at it.  If you're lucky,
you'll only have to beg a little while to get him to finish you off.  He
had me begging so much that I even pledged to be his cum slave for ever! 
Then he slap-fucked me into happy cum land!  It only took him about six
slap-fucks until I rocketed off into her big 'O'.  I passed out too!  God!
What a feeling!"
   Patty had a far-away dreamy look on her face and the other women
squirmed a little, remembering their big cums of the weekend.
   "Anyway," Heather continued, "then Bob took over from Billy Joe and
assfucked me.  He teased me, rimmed me, and got me so horny that I had to
*ask* him to butt fuck me.  Mmmmm!  That man of yours Patty was so good. 
My first ass-fuck and it never hurt.  I must have cum a dozen times.  When
I felt his hot jism deep inside of me, I melted.  I must have jerked around
in climax for five minutes.  It was wonderful.  Say, what time does he come
home from school?"
   "Never you mind about my man coming home," Patty laughed.  "Emily is our
main concern here.  If you want my suggestion Emily, when you get here
after your classes, we'll probably be in the pool.  You can help Junior
carry his bags up to his room.  Then just close the door and let nature
take it's course.  Easy, huh!"
   "Yes.  I can help him make his bed!" Emily suggested.
   "No, bad idea.  You'll never get it done.  In fact, why don't we go up
and make the beds now.  It's late and you need to get back to campus for
class.  Come on!"
   The four women went up stairs and made beds.  After Emily and Patty
finished Junior's bed, they went into the big bedroom and made up the king
four post bed.
   Heather and Louise came in and asked about blankets or bed spreads.
   "Oops!  I forgot," Patty exclaimed.  "Well, let's go shopping!  You two
want to go with me?  We'll drop Emily on campus and go find some blankets."
   "No, not me," Louise said.  "I've been driving around enough for one
day. Why don't you go Heather?  Look around the town.  Get Patty to stop at
the Chamber of Commerce and pick up a map.  I'll hold down the fort here
and stir the spice into the sauce.  Okay?  I'll meditate out by the pool.
It looks like a beautiful day.  Here, take my cell phone number.  It should
work fine here.  Call me if anything comes up."
   "Okay, that's a good plan," Patty agreed.  "Girls, get ready to depart
in 10 minutes.  See you downstairs."
   Emily went into her room and opened her bag.  She got out the sexy
candles she'd brought and took them into Junior's room, along with a pack
of matches.  She also got out two hand towels, putting one in the
nightstand on either side of the Bed.  The she grabbed her books and went
downstairs.
   Emily sat in the back of the little red VW Beetle, Heather in the front,
and Patty driving.  They zoomed down into town and over to the campus. 
Emily got off at the MATH building, MATH standing for Mathematical Academic
Training Hall, where University wide Mathematics courses were held.  She
had her Macro Econ and Advanced Diffy Q classes there.
   With a toot of her horn, Patty and Heather puttered off as Emily went to
her classes.
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   "Ding Dong, Dong Ding!"
   Louise, nude by the pool, heard the chimes.  She looked around and
couldn't see or place them.
   "Ding Dong, Dong Ding!"
   This time she heard them plainly coming from inside the house.  She went
in and looked around, listening.  She saw a movement through the front door
translucent glass.  'Someone's at the front door,' she realized.  Louise
ran down the hall and called out through it, "Just a minute!"
   "Okay!" she heard back.  Louse ran back to the stairs and up to her
room, tits bouncing every which way.  'I must look gross!' she thought. 
She got her robe, put it on, and dashed back to the front door.  Barefoot
she opened the door to a floral delivery girl.  A truck was backed up to
the entrance and there were flowers everywhere!
   "Flowers for the Wentworths!" the cute girl sang out as she handed her
clipboard to Louise.  Louise quickly read through the order: 6 bedroom
bouquets, 5 bathroom fragrant bouquets, 3 dinner table centerpieces, 1
small kitchen nook bouquet, and 5 medium sized miscellaneous bouquets.  A
big 'With Vases' was underlined in the middle of the order sheet.
   "Where do you want them lady?"
   Louise, surprised at being called a 'Lady', realized quickly that the
girl was only being professional.
   Louise turned to the girl and smiled brightly, "My name is Louise. 
Louise Wentworth!  What's your name?"
   "Stacy, ma'am."
   "Well Stacy, please call me Louise.  I think that the best place for
these for now is on the dining room table.  However, the table has just
been polished and we mustn't scratch it or get it wet.  Do you have
something we can use to protect the table; for under the vases?"
   "Yes Louise, these squares of cardboard.  That's why we carry them.  Let
me grab a bunch."
   Stacy put down one bouquet and carried the protective sheets in that
hand.  She followed Louise into the house, down the long hall, and into the
formal dining room.  The table shone in the afternoon sun.  Louise turned
on the crystal chandeliers on low to heighten the effect.  Stacy was
clearly impressed with the twelve foot mahogany table, with it's matching
two Captain's chairs and 12 side chairs lined up along the walls between
the hutch and sideboards.
   Louise tapped the broad expanse of wooden beauty and said, "Put them
here Stacy, with the card board under them.  Take your time and do it
right. Put each type of arrangement together and separate them from the
others by a gap of at least one foot.  We're having a big to-do here
tomorrow and the carpets are clean.  Don't run.  Take you time and do it
right and I'll make it worth your while!  Okay?"
   "Uh, sure, Louise.
   Louise pointed at a set of double doors and told Stacy, "That's the
kitchen.  When you're done, go through there and out the other side where
the sliding glass doors open to the pool.  That's where I'll be.  Come get
me when you're ready for me to inspect."
   Stacy looked at the doors, then the big table, then back at Louise and
said, "No problem Louise.  Will do!"
   "Feel how nice and cool it is in here?" Louise asked Stacy.  Without
waiting for an answer, she told the young girl, "We're air conditioning. 
Try and keep the front door closed as much as you can.  I know that you
must go in and out, but do your best to conserve our cool air.  Okay?"
   "Okay!" Stacy replied.
   Louise smiled and nodded to Stacy as she turned to go through the
kitchen doors.  Stacy smiled back, snapped a quick salute and went back
into the hall toward the front door.
   Louise went out to the pool, turned her chair to face the sun, which was
away from the house where Stacy would come out, dropped her robe, and lay
back on the chaise lounge in naked glory in the afternoon sun.  She
wondered if Stacy liked girls, but decided it didn't matter.  If she did,
maybe something might happen.  If not, then that was okay too.  If she did
a good job then she'd still get a good tip.  Louise returned her
meditations to the upcoming joining of Emily and Junior, which she'd been
thinking about all afternoon.  She thought about a ritual, one she'd gone
through when she gave up her virginity.  Heather had snuck out to lose her
cherry and deprived her of the giving of blessings.  Louise didn't want to
scare Emily with the full blown hour long ritual performed naked in front
of witnesses.  Still, perhaps she could convince Patty and Heather to
participate as nude representations of the sex Goddesses.  Patty as
Aphrodite, Goddess of love and Heather as Eros, Goddess of desire.  She
herself would be Artemis, virgin Goddess of femininity.
   "Hi Louise.  Uhh. . . .  ?" Stacy was momentarily speechless seeing
Louise nude.  I'm all done.  Would you like to see it now?"
   Louise smiled, sat up, swung her legs to the side and stood, letting
Stacy get an eyeful.  When Stacy didn't back off, Louise decided that she'd
accepted her nudity.  Leaving her robe on the side chair, Louise led Stacy
back into the house, making sure her ass twitched nicely for her.
   "Oh my!  Aren't they lovely!" Louise complimented Stacy.  "You've done
well!  Excellent even.  Just as I asked.  No spillage?" she asked the girl.
   "No.  I didn't spill a thing," Stacy replied.
   Well, I see that everything's here and expertly displayed.  You've done
a superb job!" Louise remarked warmly as she led Stacy into the kitchen. 
"I've got to go up stairs to get a little something for you.  How about a
drink of juice while you wait?  Here's some apple juice.  Cool,
refreshing!" Louise poured a big glass for Stacy.  I'll be back in a minute
or two.  Why don't you go outside and sit by the pool.  The sun feels
absolutely wonderful.  I'll be down in a few minutes."
   Louise left her and went up stairs, watching Stacy go outside.  As
always, Louise was playing for effect.  She pulled out a large handmade
dark red velvet draw string bag with runes stitched in it.  From out of her
suitcase, she took four rolls of new golden dollars, the Sacajawea dollar,
100 of them.  She broke the rolls open and dumped them in her fancy red
bag. Looking out her window, Louise saw Stacy barefoot now, soaking her
feet in the pool.  'Maybe I can get her to go in for a swim?' she thought
as she went back downstairs and to the pool with her bag of gold.
   "Hi Stacy.  Cooling off?"
   "Yeah, Louise.  This is awesome!"
   "Come on over here sweetie.  I've got something for you."
   Louise sat at the table and Stacy came over and sat excitedly.  Louise
thumped her bag down and Stacy's eyes got big and the sound of the coins.
"Now, let's see.  First you greeted me nicely, calling me lady.  That's
good for one." Louise flipped one golden dollar in the air, spinning and
flashing in the sunlight, right into Stacy's outstretched cupped hands.
   "Wow!  This is one of those new dollars!" Stacy exclaimed.
   "Yes," Louise agreed smiling happily that her coins were as effective as
she'd expected.  "Number two is for calling me Louise after I asked you to
use my proper name." She put another dollar on the table in front of Stacy,
which she scooped up quickly.  "Three is for listening carefully and doing
exactly what I'd asked." Louise put another coin in front of Stacy. 
Instead of picking it up, Stacy put the other two on top of it!  "Four is
for taking your time and not spilling." Louise put a fourth coin on the
table by Stacy's other three, which she picked up and added it to her stack
of coins.  Number five is more complicated, so we'll set it aside for a
minute.  Number six is for the first plant, seven for the next one, eight
for the next, and so on!  Louise piled two stacks of ten and pushed them to
Stacy.  "There, twenty; one for each bouquet delivered and presented."
   Stacy reached over and pulled the two piles of ten to her little stack
of four, knocking them all over making a golden smear across the glass
table.
   "Oh Louise.  This is fantastic!  They're so beautiful!  I'll never spend
them.  I promise!" Stacy gushed.
   Louise reached over and picked up a small hand towel.  "Stacy, you're
sweating!" Louis gently mopped her brow, face, neck, and shoulders.  "Let's
jump in the pool and cool off!"
   "Oh no!  I can't!  Miss Jenkins would have a fit!"
   "I don't think so.  Let me call her," Louise said as she picked up her
phone.
   From the order sheet, she found the number and dialed.  "Hello?  Miss
Jenkins please.  Ah hello, Miss Jenkins?  Yes, this is Louise Wentworth
calling.  Yes, yes.  Up on Whispering Pines Trail.  I want to tell you that
we've received the huge delivery of flowers.  Yes, they are beautiful.  I
couldn't be more pleased.  What I'm calling about is your delivery girl,
Stacy.  No, no, she hasn't messed up.  In fact, she's been more than
cooperative.  I gave her some specific instructions and, contrary to most
young girls these days, she actually listened and did exactly as requested.
Yes, she is a wonder.  She didn't balk at the extra work and seemed quite
proud of her achievement.  I've asked her to sit with me for a little while
and she protested that she didn't have the time.  So I'm asking, can Stacy
have a little time to let me enjoy her?  She is quite a treat, a young girl
that listens and does what's needed to please a customer.  Oh, you do?  Why
don't you let one of your other girls take the delivery.  I'm sure Stacy
won't mind.  I've rewarded her handsomely.  Oh, don't worry.  She'll be
back with you soon.  Yes, and thank you Miss Jenkins.  You've got an
excellent employee in Stacy.  Smart, attentive, and very happy to serve. 
Yes, Good bye Miss Jenkins."
   Louise hung up and smiled at Stacy.  "See, problem solved.  Don't worry
about Miss Jenkins.  Now, how about that swim?  Come on, just strip it all
off.  No one can see here and it's just us girls!"
   Louise picked up one last golden dollar and carried it to pool side.  "I
bet you're a good diver and swimmer, aren't you?" she asked Stacy, watching
her peel out of her panties.  Stacy had nice apple size tits and a sparse
blonde bush.  Her long legs lead up to a fine ass.  Womanhood was upon her
and Louise knew that she was hers for the picking.
   "Here's the twenty fifth dollar," Louise flashed it in the bright sun to
Stacy.  "I'll toss it high and if you get it first, it's yours.  If I get
it first, you'll have to earn it again!"
   Louise flipped the golden coin high overhead and, when it was at it's
peak, she dove into the water to be under it when it hit.  Stacy was caught
flatfooted and didn't really have a chance.  She dove too and, after Louise
caught the golden dollar, they played in the water, splashing and teasing
each other.
   Louise, her nipples and clit now excited and distended, liked playing
around with Stacy.  She was old enough, legal to be sure.  She checked out
Stacy's nipples and saw that hers were happily erect too.  Time for the
next step.
   "Stacy Sweetie, if you want this last Sacajawea, you're going to have to
work for it like the other twenty four," Louise explained.  "First you've
got to find where I hid it on me and then remove it without using your
hands."
   Louise dove away and led Stacy on a chase around the pool.  Louise
slowed down in the shallow end and let a laughing Stacy catch her.  Out of
breath, Louise hugged Stacy as she sat on the steps, touching and feeling
her all over.  Stacy only giggled in response and Louise could see in her
eyes that she was enjoying being turned on.
   "You're a sexy little thing," Louise teased.  "How many girls have you
been with?"
   "Only two, my Sister and my best friend Lucy," Stacy smiled sweetly. 
"And Miss Jenkins and my Mom.  They're lovers too."
   Louise thanked Goddess above and lay back on the steps, legs spread
wide.
   "Stacy, do you think you can find where I've hidden the last Sacajawea?"
   Stacy looked at the sparkle of gold from between Louise's labia and
smiled, "Sure Louise.  I can do that!" she said as she knelt between
Louise's wide spread legs.
   "Remember, you can't use your hands!"
   Stacy did remember and, though she knew exactly where the coin was
hidden, it took her a long time freeing it.  Stacy wasn't an expert cunt
lapper, but in that glorious setting under the hot sun, Louise had cum
after cum after cum on Stacy's cute little tongue.  Someone had explained
to Stacy the importance of the clit and the G-spot and she enjoyed making
Louise's feet splash in the water as she climaxed.
   "Gottff itfff," Stacy mumbled with the coin clenched between her teeth.
   "Good girl!" Louise complimented her.  "You do everything so well.  Why
don't you let me show you how much I appreciate it!"
   Stacy turned and spit the coin back into the water and said, "Got to
catch me first!" as she dove back into the pool.
   The spent the next hour playing and loving in the pool under the hot
sun. When Louise noticed that Stacy's back was getting sun burnt, she got
her to lay down on a chaise lounge and put lotion on her naked back, legs,
and ass.  Louise, overjoyed to have that sweet tight butt in her hands,
couldn't resist expanding Stacy's sex world.
   "Stacy honey, you've got such a fine ass.  Let me worship it a bit!"
   Hearing no objections, Louise began to caress the firm ass cheeks,
kissing and licking on them hotly.  After circling around, loving every
inch, Louise slowly urged the tight buns apart for her wicked tongue.  She
licked the inner flesh, loving it as no one ever had.
   "Oh Louise.  That's wonderful!" Stacy cried.
   Louise ended up at the tight crack of Stacy's ass and began to lick up
and down, teasing the little bunch of anal muscles each time she passed
over them.  Stacy's butt was so tight, Louise had to hold the cheeks apart
with some strength to get between them.  Several times her spreading
fingers slipped, letting loose the slippery flesh to collapse tightly
around her nose and tongue.
   'God!  What a way to die!' Louise thought happily, pulling out to catch
her breath.
   Louise grabbed a small nearby chair cushion, doubled it over, and asked
Stacy, "Lift up a little honey and spread your legs a bit.  This'll make it
easier."
   Louise pushed the cushion under her groin and, when Stacy relaxed, her
pussy, tiny anus, and ass crack were open nicely.  Louise's blood raced
with lust as she ran her tongue from the top of Stacy's ass crack down
across her ass hole, over her virginal opening, through her pussy lips to
lash out at her swollen clit!
   "Oh Louise!  Oh, Oh, Oh!" Stacy groaned as Louise's tongue proved more
wicked than her own, lapping her stiff clit.  Louise pushed her hand under
Stacy's hot twat, letting her happily grind her clit onto her raised
knuckles.  Louise thrilled her some more by poking at her hymen with her
tongue, finding the G-spot easily for a deep massage.
   "Yes!  Oh fuck!  That's it!  Yes!  I'm cumming!  I'm Cumming!" Stacy
hollered.
   Louise used a finger to replace her tongue on Stacy's G-spot and moved
her nasty tongue to the small bunch of muscles of her ass hole.  She pushed
them around a while, then got pushy and slipped her tongue-tip through the
soft center.
   "Ooohhhmmmmmmmmm!" Stacy moaned.  "What are you doing!"
   Louise pull out to answer, "Loving your fine ass honey.  Like it?"
   "Yes!  It's so different!  Feels so good, but it's so nasty!  I . . .
.OHHH GOD!" Stacy cried out in passion.
   Louise had shoved her tongue all the way into Stacy's butt and was
waving it around like a flag.  Combined with the G-spot massage and clit
mashing, Stacy rocketed into a monster cum, the most powerful of her young
life.
   "I'm. . . .  I'm. . . .  I'm. . . .  " Stacy stammered, trying to say
she was cumming.  She didn't need to.  Her pumping hips, mashing her clit
on Louise's knuckles, and shaking body, were more than enough for Louise.
She began to rapidly and deeply tongue fuck Stacy's ass and firmly massage
her G-spot.
   ". . . .  CUMMING!. . . .  " Stacy finally yelled before her being
shattered as wave after wave of her orgasm crashed on her consciousness. 
Stacy was beyond humping Louise's knuckles now; she just lay there
quivering as her climax sent stars swirling through her consciousness.
   "Well, well!  Look who's into flower girls!" Patty giggled.
   "Yeah, Mom.  Literally!" Heather added with a big grin, as the two of
them watched Stacy come down from her sex high.
   Louise, pulled out of Stacy's ass and laughed too.  "I suppose I was
tongue deep in little Stacy's butt.  God!  Is she sweet.  She cums easily
and often.  She's not a bad clit licker either!"
   Stacy came out of her post-orgasm stupor and sat up on her knees
quickly, covering her chest with her arms, embarrassed at being caught by
the two new women.
   Louise stroked her hair lovingly, "It's okay Stacy.  They're friends. 
They won't tell.  Maybe you'd better get on back.  Miss Jenkins may be
worried."
   "Yes," Stacy mumbled and went to her clothes, dressing quickly.  She was
turning to leave when Louise reminded her, "Don't you have something for me
to sign?"
   "Oh yes!" Stacy found the clip board on a chair and handed it to Louise.
Louise signed for the flowers, taking her copy of the order.  She handed
the board back to Stacy, asking if there was a card.  "Oh, yes," Stacy
repeated, pulling a small white envelope out from under the papers on the
clip board.
   "Don't forget your gold!" Louise prompted Stacy again.
   "Thanks," she muttered, and stuffed the Sacajawea dollars in her short's
pockets.  "Good bye Louise and thanks again!" Stacy dashed into the house,
to the front door, and out.  The three by the pool heard her truck start
and drive off.
   "My, she was a cutie!" Patty giggled again.
   "Hey, where'd all the flowers come from?" Heather asked.  "They're
really beautiful!"
   "I suppose it's in this card," Louise said, waving the card.  "It's
addressed to 'The Wentworths', but I expect that Patty is the specific
Wentworth the sender intends to receive the flowers.  Here Patty, you open
it."
   Patty pulled the envelop open and removed the card.  She read it and
smiled.
   "It's from Junior.  'Beautiful flowers for a beautiful home full of
beautiful women and a beautiful hostess.' Isn't that sweet?  Let's go look
at them."
   The three women went inside, Louise slipping into her robe on the way,
and went to look at the flowers covering the dining room table.
   "They're so beautiful and there's so many of them!" Patty said.  These
three here must be center pieces.  The others?  What was Junior thinking?"
   Louise pulled out her copy of the order and read, "Six bedroom bouquets,
five fragrant bathroom bouquets, three dinner table center pieces, one
kitchen nook bouquet, and five medium miscellaneous bouquets."
   "Oh, that make sense," Patty said.
   "Everything Junior does makes sense," Heather added.
   "Yes, that's our Junior.  Thoughtful, considerate, and generous," Louise
said.
   "Come girls.  Pick out one for your room!" Patty suggested.  I'll take
this one to the kitchen nook.
   When Patty got back, the mountain girls had three set out, still on
their small cardboard squares.
   "We chose this one for our room," Louise said, "this one with the
delicate flowers for Emily's room, and this one here with it's tall stems
for Junior's room.  Okay?"
   "Well," Patty looked over the other six and saw nothing needing
changing, "I think that your choices are excellent.  Let's each take one
up. Careful!  Don't trip and spill them and bring the cute coasters too."
   They took them up, set them out in front of the dressing tables mirrors,
and returned.  They chose the biggest for the downstairs master bedroom,
the next largest for the upstairs master bedroom, and the last for the room
adjoining Junior's, where his parents would stay.  Then they carried the
bathroom bouquets to the various baths."
   "Leave the others; when we see where one is needed, we'll place it. 
Come on now, let's go out and get the blankets and bedspreads.  Heather and
I found the best linens shop.  We've got some beautiful spreads.  Wait
until you see the ones for your room.  Heather said they were 'perfect' for
you and her."
   The three women hauled all the bed covers in and up the stairs.  They
opened each piece in the hall, then carried it in and made up the bed with
it.  All the blankets were the same except for size, off white
cotton-polyester with stitched satin ends.  Light weight but warm.  The bed
spreads were to compliment the furniture, the room colors, the drapes, and
first occupants.
   "Aren't these great Mom?" Heather gushed as she pulled out the two
double size bedspreads for their room.  See, wild flowers on blue and the
same on green.  Our colors!"
   Louise agreed and the two double beds in their room were beautifully
covered.  Next they got a masculine patterned bedspread out for Junior's
room.  It was a rust color with obscure patterns of Southwestern origins on
it.  The other queen bed wasn't complete without it's frame, but they
draped the bedspread out; a sky-blue color with tiny yellow flowers all
over it.  The master bedroom's king size bed received an enormous blanket
and a beautiful bedspread of a shimmering deep purple satin.
   "My, that does look royal!" Louise complimented Patty's efforts.  "You
know, one of those extra bouquets would look good in here, on this chest of
drawers.  The room is so big that the one arrangement doesn't seem to make
much of an impression."
   "Good idea Louise," Patty agreed.  "Why don't you pick one out and
Heather and I will pick up all the wrappings and bags."
   Louise got the flowers for the upstairs master bedroom and the other two
carried out to the garage the waste paper and plastic wrappings.
   "You know, I haven't shown you the house yet Heather.  Louise!  Louise!"
Patty called.  "Come into the garage.  The tour starts here!"
   Patty lead an impromptu tour of her house and they ended up in the pool,
all nude, splashing and enjoying the sun.
   *********************************
   It was mid-afternoon and Billy Joe was talking to Bill on his new
wireless telephone.  He'd programmed Bill as Speed Dial 1.
   "Hey Bill!  It's Billy Joe.  Yeah, I'm fine.  How are you?  Good, good.
Listen, Junior got doubled-down on and can't make our interviews tonight.
Sure, sure, we can do it fine.  But perhaps we should include another. 
Maybe Steve, or Kelly, or Sylvia.  Oh yeah?  I didn't know about that. 
Well, how about Maryann?  She might be pretty good at interviewing.  She'd
certainly bring a different viewpoint to the mix.  Just what we might need.
Okay?  Do you want to call her, or shall I.  No, I don't mind.  Here's her
new wireless telephone number." He gave it to him, along with his new
wireless number.  "These are our personal phones on the Wentworth Family
network.  Not for business, just personal.  Understand?"
   Bill did and said he'd call Maryann right away.  They'd meet at the
resort at 7PM for the interviews.  Billy Joe powered off his wireless and
turned back to Kelly, who lay semi-nude on her office couch.  She looked a
little fucked out, which was the way he'd left her only a few minutes
before.
   "You didn't tell me that you and Sylvia went to black clubs on Wednesday
evenings with Steve.  You learning to like black dick?"
   "No Billy boy, I just go for the music.  Those blues and Jazz groups
really turn me on.  I save it for afterward.  I suck Sylvia while Steve
tickles my pussy with his black cock.  Black or white, it doesn't make any
difference to me.  Right now, it's your white cock that interests me.  You
have any hard-on yet for me?" Kelly asked, rubbing her cunt hoping that
Billy Joe had another fuck in him.  "Come on big boy, bring that monster
cock over here and let me suck it!  I need another fuck!"
   Billy Joe smiled, then grinned.  Life wasn't so tough working for horny
women.
   *******************************
   "Rrrriiiiinnnnnggggg!  Rrrriiiiinnnnnggggg!"
   Junior caught his office telephone ringing between his classes.
   "Yes, Hello?  Oh, Hi Louise!  How's it going!  Oh, they arrived.  I hope
Patty is happy with my selection of flowers.  Oh, really?  Oh, then I'll
have to wait for her 'good job' fuck for a while.  All right!  I can do
that.  What is it that I can do for you?  Oh!  I see.  A ritual?  I'm not
sure if Emily. . . .  ?  Oh, Okay.  Let me see if I got this.  I don't let
her take me upstairs.  I get her out to the pool.  Okay, Okay.  Then she
takes a candle and I stay out of the way.  You, Patty, and Heather will do
this ritual and then we go up stairs.  Okay.  I got it!  Anything else? 
Right.  Okay.  Right.  Okay!  I understand.  The ritual is for Emily alone,
not me!  Yes, I got it.  All right.  Yes, love you too.  Good bye Aunt
Louise!"
   Junior put down the telephone and grabbed his advanced calculus books.
He locked his office and jogged off to the MACH building for his last class
of the day.
   ************************************
   "Emily!"
   "Liz.  How are you?"
   "How am I?  God woman.  Isn't this your *big* afternoon?
   "Well, yes.  I just had some time so I thought I'd take a shower," Emily
stated the obvious, standing in the dorm hallway in her robe with her
shower bucket.
   Liz moved close to Emily and whispered, "Nervous, huh?"
   "No!  No!  I'm not!" she shouted and turned back toward her room.  "I'm
fine!"
   Liz followed her to her room and slipped in before Emily slammed the
door closed.
   "SLAM!"
   "Not too nervous to slam the door!" Liz observed.
   "FUCK YOU LIZ!" Emily shouted, suddenly furious!
   "No, fuck you Emily!  Hey, calm down!  This is your big day!  In just a
few hours you'll be walking bow legged with a sore pussy, happy as hell. 
Why are you trying to beat the shit out of me?"
   "Oh, Liz.  Just because you're here.  This is so weird!  You're right,
of course.  I'm nervous.  I'm scared too!  God!  What if I can't do it?  Oh
God!  I'm scared!"
   Emily started to cry.  Liz quickly lent her shoulder and Emily wept
openly, letting it all go.  "What if he doesn't want to?  What if he can't
get hard?  What if. . . .  ?"
   "Emily, you can 'What if' all day.  The secret is, are you ready?  Is
this what you want?  Do you love your man?  All the rest is bullshit. 
Don't worry about it.  Now, let's go over our training film.  What did you
learn?  Tell me!"
   Emily and Liz discussed the film they'd watched the night before and
soon it was too late to back out.
   "Hey, it's time.  Time for you to get dressed.  What are you wearing?"
   Emily showed Liz several suits and blouse-skirt combinations.
   "No, no!  Think Emily, think!  Who are you dressing for.  Me?  No.  You?
No.  The other people?  No.  One person.  Junior!  Now, what is he
expecting?  A whore?  No.  A business woman?  No.  An Innocent Virgin? 
Yes. Oh I know that you're not so innocent, but isn't this a special
moment? Special for you?  So do it right!  Dress innocent.  Let him disrobe
you and make love to you!  Isn't that what you want?  Isn't it?"
   "Yes!  You're right!  Let me see?  How about this?"
   Emily held up her old high school uniform skirt and blouse, giggling.
   "Yes, that's perfect!  Do you have a pair of full white panties and a
full white cotton bra?" Liz laughingly suggested.
   Emily fished around in the back of a drawer and pulled out the requested
items.
   "Good!  Good!  And a pair of knee socks and black penny loafers?  Yes!
Emily you've found the perfect innocent outfit!  God!  You're gonna wow
him!"
   ********************************
   The Professor said, "It's late.  "That's enough for today.  We'll finish
up this chapter next Monday." The sound of closing books and the shuffling
feet was heard as the 23 students prepared to leave the class.  "Mr. 
Preston!" the Professor sang out.  "A minute please!"
   "Mr.  Preston.  I have received correspondence from Dean Collins, Vice
President for the College of Natural Science.  He informs me that you will
be unavailable for class next week because you'll be on holiday in Hawaii.
He personally and professionally requests me to forgive your absence and
not to use it against you in my grading.  He also says that it is a final
family vacation and that your Mother might personally take offense if I
refuse you this small favor.  He describes her as a woman of spectacular
beauty, often confused as a twin Sister to your actual eighteen year old
Sister.  He also said that your Mother's temper is also spectacular and
that she's extremely devious when seeking revenge."
   "Since I am meeting your Mother tomorrow," the Professor continued, "and
only wish good tidings on your day of honors, I'll be very happy to concede
to the Dean's request.  Please advise your Mother of my cooperation and ask
her to direct her ire elsewhere.  Besides," the Professor smiled at Junior,
"I much prefer beautiful women to be smiling, instead of frowning.  Junior,
have a good trip.  I'll expect you to turn in the homework, as identified
in the syllabus, upon your return."
   "Thank you sir.  I'll see you tomorrow at the reception," Junior said
and then left for his office.
   He didn't want to be late for Emily, so he jogged across campus.  As he
crossed in front of Emily's dorm, he saw her sitting there on the big flat
stones, used as a retaining wall near the front door, obviously waiting for
him.  He re-directed his steps to her.  She didn't see him until he was
almost upon her, so swiftly was he moving.  He moved in close and kissed
her.  A quick 'hello' kiss turned into an 'I love you' kiss.
   "Mmmmmm!" Emily moaned happily, "Hello lover!"
   "Sorry I'm late darling; I was held over after Math class.  Let me run,
lock up my office, bring around my car, and we'll get going."
   "No."
   "No?" Junior asked.  "Why not?"
   "Because," Emily hopped off the stone and laced her arm through his,
"I'm not letting go of you!.  I'm walking with you to your office.  Now,
come on.  Let's go!"
   Arm and arm they strolled across the broad green lawns to the Chemistry
Building.  The afternoon sun light peeked randomly through the leaves as a
light breeze waft through them.  The irregular sun beams danced across the
lawns, lending a mystical aura to their purposeful journey.  At Junior's
office, he checked his voice mail and, finding nothing, left.  At his car,
Junior helped Emily in.
   "Junior?  Do you have a hard-on?" Emily the virgin asked.
   "No.  No I don't," Junior replied.
   "Well, you should!  I'm thinking all these happy thoughts about it.  How
nice it will feel in my mouth.  How the head will swell when I swallow down
on it.  How sweet the cream tastes as it spurts like a fire hose while I
try to drink it all down.  And then, when you push it into my hot horny
cunt!  I don't know what that will feel like.  What do other girls say?"
   "They say it feels full.  Sort of like something missing finally was
there.  My Sister says it's the most incredible feeling in the whole world.
She says it's totally different from oral or anal sex.  It's really a
completion thing for women."
   Junior was going to say more but it got caught in his throat and he had
a spat of coughing.  Emily went into her purse and pulled out a mint.  She
unwrapped it and stuck it in Junior's mouth.
   "Mmmmmm.  Thanks!" Junior said.
   "A beautiful full feeling, huh?" Emily snorted.  "Hell, this science
crap is all bullshit.  Give me some good old fashioned romance any day!"
   "Hear, hear!" Junior agreed.
   "Okay, glib one.  I want a poem.  A romantic poem.  Now!" Emily
insisted.
   "All right!" Junior replied.
   "Ahem!" Junior cleared his throat, mainly for dramatic purposes.
   "Emily.  By James Wentworth Preston Junior."
   "Emily is so nice and sweet,
   She even gives me things to eat;
   Her skin's as soft as bunny fur,
   I think I'd like to sleep with her!"
   "The End," Junior concluded.
   Emily's mouth dropped open and she stared a Junior for a minute.  The
she broke out into raucous laughter.
   "Ha, ha, ha!  Junior you're too much.  Ha, ha!  I'd never have believed
it if I hadn't heard it myself!  That's the most patronizing piece of. . .
. "
   Emily stopped and looked at Junior.  He turned his head from his driving
and saw big tears well up in her eyes and run down her cheeks.  He looked
back at the road, trying to find a place to pull off and park.
   ". . . .  beautiful poetry that I've ever heard in my whole life!  I
love you so much Junior!  I just love you to death!" Emily commented
between sobs.
   Junior pulled off into a small dry cleaning shop's parking lot and
stopped, pulling Emily into his arms immediately.  He kissed away her tears
and suddenly found her laughing, "skin's as soft as bunny fur?  Ha, ha! 
That's rich.  That's the most corny, dumb poem, but I love it!  Like I love
you!"
   They kissed again and Emily pulled away first.  "Okay lover!  Drive. 
We're wasting time here!  I want to fuck!"
   They were soon pulling up to the Wentworth's home on Whispering Pines
Ridge.
   Junior put a hand on Emily's thigh and said, "Hey, cute knee socks!"
   Emily looked down and sighed, "Yes, aren't they."
   "Emily, I need to tell you something," Junior told her.  "Louise called
me and asked me to tell you this.  I wish I had her words but you'll hear
them soon enough.  She has planned a short, small ritual that she feels you
need.  You won't have to do anything but go to her, hold a candle, and
kneel.  She, Patty, and Heather will do the rest.  Her concern is that you
need a little female companionship and understanding, something you're not
getting from a mother, at this time in your sexual life.  It will be
outside by the pool.  I'll be waiting inside for you.  Louise says the
short ritual isn't anti-men.  She just thinks that if I'm there it will
distract you from hearing the words and feeling the message.  Of course,
you don't have to go.  We can just go up stairs."
   "Junior!  This is weird.  Why didn't they say anything to me this
morning?" Emily replied as Junior opened his trunk and removed his bags.
   "I don't know.  Maybe Aunt Louise just realized that it needed to be
done.  If you want my opinion, I'd say do it!  Why not?  Make the women
happy and perhaps they might have something sensible and useful for you to
think about," Junior explained as he carried his bags into the house,
following Emily.
   "Okay," Emily conceded.  "But don't you go away!  When I come back in
the house you'd better be waiting!"
   Junior set his bags down at the foot of the stairs and went with Emily
to the double doors off the kitchen that led to the pool.  Junior took
Emily's books and purse from her, kissed her softly, and pushed her toward
the glass doors to the pool area.  There, Emily turned back toward Junior
and made a furtive smile, then back to the doors.  She opened them and went
out.
   ***************************
   "Hello Emily.  We're happy that you have chosen to join with us in this
little ritual of femininity," Louise greeted her wearing a loose white
sheet.  "If you would kneel down on this mat and hold this candle," Louise
handed her a lit tall, fat white candle.
   "Emily Thomas, as you become a woman, many new things will open for you,
not the least of which is your womb.  Guard it carefully Emily Thomas, no
one else can.  This I speak as Artemis, Virgin Goddess of the Moon!"
   Louise shrugged her shoulders and the white robe fell off, leaving her
completely naked.  Louise held a white candle, similar to the one Emily
held.  Louise bent over and lit her candle from Emily's.
   "Emily Thomas, I Artemis, come to you with the wisdom of the Virgin
Goddess of the Moon.  On his day within this hour, as you surrender up your
childhood to become a woman, many things may pass through your
consciousness.  One may be Love."
   "Emily Thomas," Patty approached also nude and holding a fat, long
candle, "I am Aphrodite, Goddess of Love." Patty bent and lit her candle
from Emily's.  "Love is a magical, mystical thing.  Hard to define but
never hard to recognize.  As you become a woman, do so with love.  If you
love as you live, it will be a full life.  A wise woman once said, 'I love!
Therefore I am!'.  As you live your life, remember to love.  Without love,
there is usually nothing to live for!" Patty finished and backed away.
   "Emily Thomas.  I Artemis come to you not only with wisdom of the Virgin
Goddess of the Moon, but the knowledge of the pleasures of the flesh.  As
you learn to love, be sure to understand Desire."
   "Emily Thomas," nude Heather said as she moved in to light her candle,
"I am Eros, Goddess of Desire.  Desire is the richest, fullest of sensual
feelings.  It is not Love.  Love is of the heart, mind, and soul.  Desire
is of the flesh!  Do not confuse them.  It would only lead to your undoing.
Desire is fun, happy, and without remorse.  Love is often not fun, nor
always happy, and many times leads to remorse.  Desire and Love.  Love and
Desire.  They go together but aren't the same.  Desires are fun.  Love
gives you life!  Emily Thomas, know these well.  Misunderstanding will
cause a lot of grief," Heather finished and backed away to join the other
two 'Goddesses'.
   "Emily Thomas, it is your time and it is of your own choosing," Louise
began the conclusion.  "I share the wisdom of women and Mothers from down
through the ages, those of today, and hopes of those of the future.  The
Goddess of Love and the Goddess of Desire, have join with me, The Virgin
Goddess of all Femininity, to share with you the wisdom of Love, Desire,
and Femininity.  Remember, Love is life!; Desire is Fun but fleeting, and
your Femininity requires that you protect you womb."
   "We leave you now.  Be wise, be happy, have fun!" Louise said and turned
away.  She led the naked procession to the pool edge and they stepped into
the pool one by one.
   After they'd disappeared, Emily stood and went back into the house.  She
picked up her books and purse with one arm, then led the way upstairs with
her still lit candle.  Junior followed with his books and bags.
   In his room, Emily lit the other candles she'd brought into his room
earlier while Junior put his bags down and set his books on the dressing
table.
   Finished, Emily set down her candle in a holder that Louise must have
put there for this very use, turned to face Junior, and stood shyly with
her hands behind her back.
   Junior stood and apprised his lady love, "Nice.  Very nice."
   "You like the candles?  I did that on my own.  I'm glad you like them."
   "No," Junior replied.  "I meant you.  You look very nice!"
   "Oh," Emily replied coyly, "these old things?"
   "Yes.  Come here!" Junior told her.
   Emily walked over to where Junior stood.  He grabbed her hotly and
kissed her deeply.  Her emotions, already at a high strung level, imploded
and she melted into his arms.  All this ritual stuff, Liz's dress innocent
clothes, plots and plans for this moment, all the hoopla over the 'first'
time was gone.  This is what she knew and loved.  Kissing her man!
   When Emily finally came up for a breath, she gasped into his ear,
"Junior!  Make love to me!"
   With an animal-like growl, which Emily later described as a lion's roar,
Junior swept her up and carried her to the bed where he lay her down
gently. Still standing, he striped off his shirt and dropped his pants,
kicking them and his shoes across the room.  Emily had only gawked at this
quick strip, having forgotten she should help a little and begin
un-buttoning, un-hooking, and un-zipping.
   Clothes didn't slow Junior down.  He spun Emily around by the feet so
that her butt was at the edge of the bed.  He flipped her skirt up, saw the
old style white full panties, dropped to his knees, and buried his face
between her wide spread legs.
   Surprised that she still had her blouse, skirt, bra, panties, and knee
socks on, Emily didn't have time to complain.  Junior immediately found her
swollen labia and chewed and licked up and down them through the already
soaked panties.  When Junior moved up high enough to chew on her clit,
Emily exploded into orgasm.
   "Oh God!  Junior!" was all she could get out at the tension of the last
48 hours launched her into a huge climax.
   'Good,' thought Junior.  'I love to fuck women while they're cumming!'
   Using his sharp teeth, Junior pulled at the center of the wet spot in
the white panties.  After only two pulls, he'd made a small rip.  Using his
tongue, he licked through them to make the hole bigger.  Naturally each
tongue lash kept Emily cumming.  Although Junior thought this was great
fun, he knew that he had to get his cock in soon, or she'd come down off
her climatic high.
   He used two fingers and pulled the hole open.  Up off his knees now, he
pushed his cock through the opening and, using it as a swab to get
lubricated, he worked his cock head up and down her drenched slit to the
complete pleasure of Emily.
   "Mmmmm!  Yes, yes!  Fuck me!  Fuck me Junior!  Make me yours!  Forever!"
   Perhaps somewhere in Emily's mind-treasure of hopeful things there was
an idea that he'd be lovingly, slowly removing her clothes at about this
time.  To be totally dressed and lose her cherry was not something she'd
considered.  But now, feeling that hot, pulsing cock head poking up and
down in her vulva, she knew what was being sought and agreed that no amount
of clothes, or lack of them, would prevent this happy union.
   Sudden she felt the cock head poke at just the proper spot and stop. 
Everything stopped!  Emily's eyes fluttered open to look directly into her
lover's as he looked down into hers.  Junior's eye brows lifted,
questioning this next act.  Giving her a chance to say no.  Giving her an
out.  He was waiting for her to say yes!  Time was still stopped and Emily
closed her eyes to remember every detail of this moment.  She knew in that
instant that she'd found the perfect guy for her to surrender up her
virginity.  Oh how happy she'd be if in twenty years they'd still be
lovers. Or ten years.  Or five!  Oh hell, just one year would be enough. 
And for now, this was the right guy at the right time.
   Steeling herself to the first painful hard fuck stroke, she opened her
eyes and nodded yes as she mouthed 'I love you!' to her lover.
   Instead of a fast fuck through her virgin vagina, Junior said, "Kiss
me!"
   Junior lowered his body and Emily spread her legs even wider, their lips
met, and they kissed a kiss of love as Junior slowly eased his cock into
her tight virgin vagina.  When he hit bottom, Emily's eyes snapped open
wide!
   Junior pulled off from her kiss and smiled, "You like?"
   Emily's eyes fluttered shyly then admitted, "Yes!  It's great!  I feel
so full!"
   It hit each of them at the same time and they giggled together, Emily
said, "That's what your Sister said it would feel like!  Damn, I've got to
meet his woman!"
   "Forget her!  I want you to feel my cock!" Junior replied with a
snicker. "Can you feel this?" He twitch his cock inside her.
   "Yes!  Oh, that's neat!" Emily replied.
   "Good.  Now you squeeze back!"
   After a few seconds, Emily confessed, "How do I do that?"
   "They're called PC muscles," Junior instructed.  "Pretend you have to
cut off your pee, your urine.  Tighten that muscle several times.  There,
that's good!  Now, when you feel me do it, do it back.  Okay?"
   Emily nodded and they traded several squeezes back and forth.
   "Okay, good.  Now, see if this feels good?" Junior asked as he slowly
pulled out of her, stopping when just his cock head remained.  "Okay?"
Emily nodded.  "What does that feel like?"
   "Empty!" They both giggle again.
   "All right, I'm going to move in and out for a while.  I want you to
tell me how it feels.  Nothing?  Something?  Good?  Bad?  Neat?  Not neat?
Whatever!  Okay?"
   Again Emily nods and Junior begins to slowly move in and out, soft and
easy.
   "Nice!  That's nice!  Oh, yes.  Mmmmmmm!  That bitch Sister of yours was
right!  It's more than just full!  It feels fucking great!  It's GREAT!"
Emily yelled, starting to feel the joy of fucking.  "Honey, can you move a
little faster?  And Deeper?" Emily asked, really getting into it.
   "Grab your knees and open yourself for me!" Junior told her.
   She did and Junior slid in fast and deep, poking into her cervix.  When
Junior saw her eyes open wide and her mouth make a little 'O', he said,
"That's your cervix.  Feels good, huh?  It protects you womb from little
cocks.  But I have a long one and can go right it.  Feel it again!"
   Junior pulled back and quickly slid back into her vagina and right into
her cervix with his cock head tip.  Again Emily's eyes were open wide, but
this time she was smiling.
   "Yes, I feel it!  God, what a feeling!"
   "Just you wait until I push my cock head tip through there and spurt my
cum.  Remember how it felt the first time it hit the back of your throat,
well if we do this right, you'll feel that hot cum spatter right inside
you're baby making place; something all women desire; and you'll have the
biggest cum of your life.  Now, enough talk," Junior said as he flexed his
cock inside her.  He didn't feel anything in return.  "Hey!  You!  My
darling fuck partner.  I'm flexing you but you're not flexing back.  What's
the matter?  You going to be a lazy lover?  You know that lazy lovers don't
get cum shots in the womb!  Now, feel this?" He flexed again and felt her
PC muscles clamp back.
   "Okay, I'm going to pull out and push back in.  I want you to squeeze
three times on the way out and three times on the way in.  All right?"
   "Okay!" Emily replied.
   Junior began to move out and he felt her squeezes.  Again on the way
back in he felt them again.
   "Good darling!  Good!  That feels great.  Keep it up!" Junior encouraged
her.
   Though he wasn't moving fast, he was long-stroking her.  Instead of
pulling out so that the cockhead remained inside of her, he was pulling it
further, out through the muscular opening so that it almost closed around
his cock head.  Then he reversed and slid his cock head back in all the way
so that the tip again poked through the tight cervix.  All the way in and
out he could feel Emily squeezing him.
   "Good honey, that feels good!  How's it feel for you!"
   "Oh God!  It's so good!  I can't believe how good it feels.  God!  I
think I'm going to cum!  Junior!  Go faster!  Faster!"
   Junior knew she was ready.  "Keep squeezing baby.  I want to cum too!"
   He began to move more rapidly now, full stroking her.  He pushed up from
the floor with his toes, rolling her back a bit so he was fucking straight
down into her.  Up, feeling her squeezing and slipping out a little bit,
then down, feeling her squeezing and pushing his cock tip through her
cervix.  Up and down, in and out.  Again and again.  When he felt Emily's
fingernails dig into his back, he began to slap-fuck her.
   "You!" he gasped between breaths.  "Like," he gasped.  "This?" he asked
as he pounded her with his slap fucking.
   Emily didn't respond so Junior looked down at her facial expression. 
He'd seen women look like this before and had been told that it was how
they'd look when they went through childbirth.  Her face was all screwed
up, her eyes tightly closed, her mouth wide open panting for breath.  Then,
as he watched, her faced changed.  Emily's eyes opened wide and her mouth
opened as if to scream.  A high pitched sound came out.  Later they 'd
figure out it was a squeaked 'Junior' stretched over 20 seconds to become a
high pitched whine.
   Right when Emily squeaked, Junior felt her cunt muscles collapsed on his
cock.  He knew it was cum time.  He'd been feeling his cum boil in his
balls and when she grabbed his cock with her pussy, that was enough for
him. He slammed down through her tight muscles, pushed into her cervix, and
spurted a hot blast of man cum right where she needed it most!
   Emily had been doing well, so she felt, in maintaining control and
feeling every thing she could about her first copulation.  The stroking,
the poking, squeezing, the flexing, the sliding, the pulsating flesh in
flesh.  It was all so delicious, so wonderful.  It was so different, it was
indescribable!  The she began to cum!  Wave after wave of pure pleasure
washed over her.  Her muscles tightened, especially her inner pussy
muscles. Then Junior's cock pushed forcefully through them and his cock
head opened her cervix.  Then the most incredible thing happened.  White
hot man juice spattered her secret insides and exploded into the biggest
cum wave she'd ever felt.  From out of nowhere this monster orgasmic wave
enveloped her, lifted her up to the stars.  She knew then she was out of
control.  Her legs jerked, her chest heaved, and her libido crashed through
into a massive climax.
   Emily lay there, knees to her chest, head lolling about on the new
bedspread, tears of joy running from her eyes, and drool leaking from the
corner of her mouth.  Her sexual being was being shattered by all the huge
cums.  This last one had set a new standard for Emily.  Just as she was
trying to tell Junior how *great* it was, he slapped fucked into her again
and spurted more hot cum in her core.  Another fantastic tidal wave of
pleasure lifted her again to the stars and flung her into happy 'O' land.
   That's when Emily screamed!
   Junior only paused for a second, to make sure Emily was breathing, then
he fucked back into her cervix again and shot another hot jet of cum into
her womb.
   Emily didn't pass out yet, but she did stop trying to count the big
cums. She'd quit trying to count the small ones long ago.  She felt like
she was a small piece of cork on a pleasure sea of cum and the waves kept
washing over her, much to her delight.  Again she felt a hot splat of man
cum at her very center and *Wham* another giant wave of pleasure cum
crashed over her, picking her up for another ride to the stars.  Again the
hot, wet cum and again a big wave of pleasure slams into her.  Somewhere
around here, Emily passed out from the pure pleasure of it all.
   Junior noticed her 'relaxed' body when he pushed in for his last cum
spurt.  Actually, it was more like the last dribble.  He too had lost count
of how many spurts he'd made in through her cervix.  He knew he was
finished and realized that Emily was not responsive at all.
   Not worried, except for her comfort, he pulled out of her still tight
pussy.  He stood and then grabbed the headboard to keep from falling.
   'Junior, old boy." he thought, 'be careful here.  You're a little fucked
out!'
   Emily's nearly doubled-over body began to unfold and Junior grabber her
feet to deftly turn her again lengthwise on the big bed.  Looking more
carefully now, he saw a bright red blush running from her cheeks and neck,
down into her blouse.  Realizing that she might need less restrictive
clothing, he began to unbutton her blouse.  The front done, he undid the
sleeve buttons and then unsnapped and un zipped her skirt.  He pulled her
blouse out from her skirt and then pulled the skirt down and off her legs.
He stripped off the cute knee socks too.  Junior rolled Emily onto her side
and pulled her blouse off one arm, wadding it under her back.  Then her
rolled her to the other side and pulled the blouse off and out from under
her.  He tossed it into a chair with her skirt and socks.  Finally, he
rolled her again onto one side, unhooked the cotton bra, and pulled it off
as he let her roll back.
   Junior went to the other side of the bed and pulled down the bed covers
and top sheet as far as they could go because of Emily laying on the other
half.  He then knelt on the bed, picked her up gently and moved her onto
the sheet.  He quickly pulled down the other side of the bedclothes and
then tucked the top sheet up under her chin.  Junior then took two glasses
from the tray with an empty water pitcher on it, took them into the
bathroom, and filled them.  His he had to fill twice because he'd drunk his
down in only four big gulps.  Returning to the bedside, he placed one for
Emily and one for himself on his side of the bed.  Checking to see if there
was anything else he should do, he decided there wasn't.  He lifted the
sheet, slid into bed, pulled Emily into his arms, and slept a little.  Her
exquisitely scented hair overwhelmed his sense of smell.  Over the years,
the smell of her hair would always reminded him of this magical moment when
they first made love.
   *******************************
   Downstairs, Patty, Louise, and Heather had been waiting.  They weren't
sure for what.  They heard Emily's scream of pleasure and they'd smiled at
each other, knowing as a woman exactly what the scream meant.  There was no
fear, no pain in that scream.  That was the scream of joy of a woman being
fully fucked.  Still, they sat and sipped their tea, waiting.  Finally,
after forty five minutes or so, Heather stood.
   "I can't stand this!  I've got to go look.  I can't stand this waiting!"
   "Sit down Heather!" Patty said sharply.
   "Daughter, if you so much as get near their door, I'll take you back
home and lock you up as unfit for civilization," Louise threatened. 
"You've got to learn that some things are just private!  If our good friend
Emily can't lose her virginity to another of our good friends, Junior,
without you sticking your big nose into it, then there's something wrong
with you!"
   "Hey, I'm kind of antsy too," Patty confessed.  "Let's go out into the
sun and play in the pool.  I'm sure they're all right and will find us when
they want.  Hell, if it was me with Junior, I wouldn't leave the room until
I got really hungry!  So come on!  They could be up there all night!"
   Reluctantly the women joined Patty in the pool.  They splashed and
chased each other, swimming and laughing.  It was Heather who first got
horny, though Louise said that her Daughter never really not horny.  Louise
didn't want to get sexy right then; she was kind of saving herself for the
special sauce and Bob.  Patty had no problems though and she and Heather
soon lay down together on two chaise lounge mats and ate each other through
several satisfying cums.  Afterward, they lay on their backs soaking up the
sun, telling dirty stories to each other of their early sexual lives.
   ************************
   Emily's eyes fluttered open and she was startled to awake in the arms of
someone.  A man!  Then it all came rushing back to her and she remembered.
'She'd been fucked!  By her lover!  It didn't hurt!  It was great!  It was
more than great, it was wonderful!' Emily's heart throbbed with her love
and she snuggled into Junior's chest a little more.  'Mmmmmm!' she thought.
'What a wonderful lover!  Who would have thought that he'd fuck her without
stripping her naked?  Who would have thought that she'd cum so hard that
she'd pass out!  Oh my, he was right about what would happen if he spurted
hot cum right into my womb!  I came all over the place.  Those waves of cum
were fabulous.  I never, ever would have thought it was like this.  No
wonder people like to fuck!  It's really great!'
   Emily moved her leg and realized that she had to pee.  She gently eased
out from under Junior's big arm and slipped out of bed.  She went around
the bed and went into the bathroom, closing the door softly behind her. 
She looked at herself in the mirror and could detect nothing different. 
'First cum drinking cocksucker, now womb swallowing cock lover!' she
thought with a giggle.  The back of the door held a floor length mirror and
she moved there to check herself out.  'Look at these stupid panties.  God!
Junior ate a whole right through them!  My, my.  I must admit that it
really turned me on to have him please me through these,' she thought as
she slipped the ripped panties off.  Turning again to the mirror, her hand
went to her mouth as she gasped with the sight of her swollen pussy lips.
They were bright red.  'Oh, oh!  I hope I didn't hurt myself!' she thought.
Wondering, she sat on the toilet to pee, then noticed how sensitive her
vulva was as she wiped herself with tissue.
   "Oh my, I hope I'm okay!" she said aloud.  She washed her hands, dried
them, ran her fingers through her hair, and left the bathroom with her
panties in her hand, walking on tip-toes so as to not disturb her lover. 
Standing next to the bed, Emily couldn't resist touching the marks she'd
made on his back.  She didn't realize that some had been made by Junior's
Sister the night before.  Suddenly Junior rolled over and grabbed her,
rolling back over pulling Emily on top of him!
   "Hi lover!" Junior said between kisses.  "Are you happy?"
   "Mmmm!  Yes!  You were great!" Emily admitted.
   "You're not so bad either!" Junior replied as he pushed down the top
sheet, caught between their bodies.  "Lift up honey.  I don't want anything
to come between us!" His long arms pushed down and he brought his knees and
feet up to push it the rest of the way down.  Then he brought his feet up
and over the back of her legs, holding her tight in his grasp.
   "So my cum loving virgin fuck toy, I guess you had a few nice cums!"
   "Gawd!  They were fantastic!  You were right!  Your hot sperm was like
gasoline in my fiery womb!  It exploded into monster orgasms.  It was
really awesome!"
   "Good!  Good!" Junior replied as he rolled with her onto his sides. 
"And I didn't even get to play with your fine tits!" he cracked as he
licked out and laved a sexy nipple.
   "Oh Junior!  You'll get me started again!" Emily protested meekly.
   "That's the idea honey, that's the idea.  Junior pushed Emily onto her
back and loved the other breast and nipple.  When he got them nice and
erect, he began to suck the aureole and nipple gently, making them throb
sexily.
   Emily groaned and husked, "That's it Junior.  Love my boobs!"
   Junior did and after several minutes working back and forth between her
two mounds of joy, he slipped his hand down to her shaved pussy to tease
her still swollen labia and poke into her wet vagina.  He found her G-spot
and massaged it.  Emily groaned and arched up her hips, an automatic
response for wanting more.  Junior used the heel of his hand to rub back
and forth, with an occasional rolling motion to massage her clit.  Emily's
moans and hip wiggles let him know she was hot again.
   He lift his head from her spit slicked boobs and told her, "Darling,
would you suck and play with me some to get me hard again?"
   Emily smiled and pushed Junior onto his back as she sat up.  "I'd love
to.  Just lie back and let me do what I know how to do."
   Emily bent over at the waist and sucked the semi-hard cock of Junior
right into her throat.  It didn't sound corny at the time, but Emily was in
love with Junior's cock.  She worshipped the fact that it could cause her
so much joy.  It would take her several years before she fully realized
that it was the man and not the cock that caused her so much pleasure. 
Here, now!  She was in love with this cock.  First she kissed it softly all
over.  Then she licked it all over.  Again she took it back into her mouth,
laving and sucking it sweetly.  Again back into her throat and she started
to throat fuck it, short moves in and out, making sure the cock head
realized her appreciation of it.
   "Okay Emily.  That's enough!" Junior said.  "Emily!  Stop!" Junior
pulled on her hair gently.  "Quit!  That's enough!  Please!"
   Emily quit and sat up giggling.  What's the matter?  Your cum too good
for me?"
   "No honey, I just have a different idea about where to put it." Junior
argued.  "Now, get on top of me.  Sit on that fine cock you just sucked
hard.  See if you like to fuck this way!" Junior said as she got on him and
began to settle her no-longer virgin cunt on his cock.
   "Now you don't have to go down all the way at first.  Just get the tip
in and move slightly up and down.  See what that feels like too!"
   Emily did as he suggested and a big smile spread across her face. 
"Oooh. This is good!" she gasped between her quick, short strokes. 
Gradually her plunges got longer and longer until she was bottoming out on
each stroke.  Her breath was coming in gasps and pants now, perhaps because
Junior was enjoying licking, kissing, and sucking on her bouncing breasts.
   "I'm gonna cum!" Emily moaned, almost in warning. 
"Arrrruuuuuugggghhhhh!" she groaned, then collapsed on top of Junior. 
After a few minutes, she sat up with a silly smile.
   "Good?" Junior asked, as he propped himself up with the four pillows
behind his back.
   "Yeah," Emily gasped, still out of breath.  "This sex stuff can be a lot
of work!"
   "Okay, this time, we'll do it a little different.  Stand up and put your
hands on my shoulders."
   Emily did as her lover had asked, though it seemed a little silly.
   Put your feet a little wider; one here and one here.  Okay, now lower
yourself.  I'll help with my hands."
   Emily bent her knees and slowly dropped down with Junior holding her
steady from under her thighs and ass.
   "Okay, hold it steady for a second.  I'll line up Mr.  Cock for Ms. 
Cunt," Junior instructed.  "Okay, now lower a little more.  There!  I'm in.
How does that feel?"
   "Weird!" Emily said, then lowered herself some more.  "Oh!" she cried
out when cock head met cervix.  She lifted up her groin from his, carefully
sliding up until the cock head was almost out, and then dropping back down
quickly with another little "Oh!" Emily was a quick learner and soon was
fucking his cock like a wild woman, without any help.  Junior was sucking
and playing with her tits as she moved up and down.  When her gasps and
movements got a little jerky, signaling an approaching orgsam, Junior put
his hand palm down on his pubic bone.  When she next came down to push her
cervix open around his cock head, two of Junior's up-raised knuckles met
her swollen clitoris with dramatic effect.
   "OHMYGOD!" Emily yelled and shivered through a big climax before she lay
down on Junior again to catch her breath.  After a few minutes Emily's legs
relaxed and slid out, leaving her crotch still full of man cock.  She
rocked left and right a bit, enjoying the feeling of a stuffed pussy.
   "I guess you liked that!" Junior chuckled.  Before Emily could agree or
not, Junior rolled over so that she was on the bottom in the classic
missionary position, happily full of cock.
   "Miss Thomas, you are turning out to be an incredible good fuck.  I have
just two more things I want to show you.  Earlier I showed you that you
didn't have to be naked to fuck, what a long stroke is, what a cum spurt in
the womb feels like, and how to feel cock pulses and squeeze back." Junior
pulsed his cock twice.  Emily answered with two squeezes back.  "Okay, you
remember.  Good.  Now I'm going to let you practice your rock and roll. 
First, pull your heels up to the back of your thighs, or as high as you can
get them.  Oh, my.  The flexibility of eighteen year old girls.  Now, I'm
going to get up a bit on my knees.  There.  Feel that my cock has pulled
almost all the way out?  I want you to lift your groin up and take in all
my cock.  Okay, try it!"
   Junior helped with his hands.  He let her sag a little, then pulled her
back fully onto his cock with his hands.  After four ups and downs, she was
able to do it by herself.
   "Okay, good.  Now put your feet around my legs, getting more leverage
and try the same thing."
   Emily could snap up her hips this way.  She got a lot more leverage.
   "There, if you do that slower, that would be rocking your hips."
   Emily did it again and understood what Junior meant.  When Emily sagged
down, Junior pushed his cock deep into her.  "Now when I lift up again, you
move with me!"
   Junior lifted up and Emily's hips moved with him, keeping his cock deep
within her.  Junior's cock only made small, delicious movements.  After a
few of those, Junior stopped her.
   Okay, okay.  Stop.  Feels pretty good, doesn't it?  Feels *very* good to
me.  That's a sure fire of making a man cum.  You do that to my Dad or to
Bob, you'll have a fire hose between your legs spraying hot cum everywhere.
Now, let me show you the roll.  This is good fun for both partners.  First,
sag down onto the bed and relax." Junior lowered himself with Emily,
keeping is cock head just inside her vagina.
   "Now, as much as you'd like to describe my cock as a 'steel hard' shaft,
it's no such thing.  It's remarkably soft and flexible.  So lift up a bit
and move your hips in a circle, making my cock poke at different spots
inside your vagina.  If you're lucky, you can find your G-spot and have a
ball.  That's it, try it in both directions!  Yes, just like that!."
   "Oh!  There it is!" Emily rotated back and forth over her special spot.
   "Good you found it.  Now, I'm going to move.  You just hold tight and
keep rolling around."
   Junior pushed himself in all the way into Emily's rolling pussy.  "Go
the other way," he directed as he pulled out to the cock head.  "Back the
other way," Junior said as he moved in deeper and deeper until he hit the
cervix.  "Try going back and forth with my cock on your cervix.  Oh yes! 
Feel it?"
   "Oh Gawd!  That's fantastic!" Emily gushed, moving back and forth a
little quicker.
   "Rock your hips if you want a thrill!" Junior told her and she
immediately did, pushing her opening cervix right over the tip of his cock
and then back off.
   "Oh God!" Junior yelped as Emily was saying "Oh Gawd!" again.
   "That feels really good for both of us.  Okay, here's what we'll do. 
I'll lift up, you roll to the left and rock up with me.  Then I'll push you
down and you roll to the right.  Good plan.  Let's go."
   Emily lifted as Junior pulled out and rolled her pussy around his cock
to the left.  When he started down, Emily held firm, making him push her
down as she rolled right.  Again up, rolling left, then down, rolling
right. Again and again they moved up and down, around and around.
   "Hey, you're a pretty good fuck, girl!" Junior complemented her.
   "You pretty good fuck boy too!" Emily replied, really getting into the
fucking.
   Junior began to move a little faster and Emily stayed with him, rocking
and rolling her hips.
   "You getting close?" Junior asked his lover.
   "Yes!  Damn close!" Emily replied.
   "Okay, next time down and all the way in, rock on my cock with your
cervix.  Only once or twice then I'll move up again.  We'll keep it up,
adding the cervix rock each time until we cum.  Do it right and I think
you'll be a very happy woman!"
   Junior moved down, pushing her hips with his while she rotated her
pussy, making his cock hit every spot inside her clasping vagina.  At full
depth, Emily changed rotation and rocked her cervix against Junior's cock
head, slipping the tight elastic over and then off his sensitive cock tip.
Twice she did it and then Junior was lifting up again as Emily rose with
him, rotating to the left.  They managed to move that way for a few minutes
until the fifth set of cervix rockings.  Emily's cunt grabbed his cock in a
tight grip as she wiggled like a slut stripper trying to get more and more
of his cock head in through her cervix as she was cumming.  All the
wiggling, rocking and rolling made his cock tip feel the loving caresses of
her cervix, wanting his loving hot cum."
   "Oh Emily!  You're sucking the cum out of me!" Junior cried, feeling her
cunt muscles ripple up and down his cock as she slipped her cervix over his
cock tip again and again.  The two lovers had their legs and arms wrapped
around each other, holding on tight to their last grasp of reality.
   The little cums raced through Emily, she still waiting for the big one.
Remembering a lesson from Liz's film, she let Junior know what she wanted.
   "Cum for me!  Fill me with your man juice!  Cum Junior.  Cum with me!"
Emily insisted.
   One more intimate caress of her secret inner lips and Junior's cock
exploded.
   "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooo!" Emily cried as she felt the spurt of cum
into her womb and rocketed immediately into a monster orgasm.  Emily kept
rocking her hips and Junior didn't pull back.  Junior's cock just kept
spurting, sending Emily into the happy place of the big 'O'.
   Junior kept muttering 'I love you, I love you, I love you!" into Emily's
ear as she raced on giant pleasure waves of her cum.  This time was better
than the last for Emily, she didn't pass out and enjoyed every second of
it. Finally, Emily quit quivering and regained her senses.  She found that
Junior had rolled onto his side, still holding her close.  She kissed the
tip of his nose and Junior's eyes fluttered open.
   "Hi," he said.
   "Hi, yourself," Emily replied.
   "Hmmmm!  You feel good in my arms.  Have you decided if you like
fucking?"
   "Oh, I'd say it rates right up there with water and air as important
things in my life" Emily replied.
   "Well, I must say that you are a good student.  You learned rocking and
rolling really quickly."
   "I just have an excellent teacher!  I especially like the rewards. 
Hmmmm!  Those womb cum shots are the best!  Now, let me go.  I need to go
to the bathroom!"
   Junior let her go and watched her pad barefoot into the bathroom.  He
sat up and stood.  His body was all sticky with sweat and sex juices.  He
shook out the pillows and put them back on the bed as they should be.  He
pulled the top sheet all the way down and let the bed air out.  He
straightened the bottom sheet and tucked back in both sides.  He checked
the new bedspread for stains and saw a small one.  He tapped on the
bathroom door and Emily opened it shyly, her hand covering her crotch.
   "I need a wet washcloth.  The new bedspread has a couple of spots on
it," Junior told Emily.
   "You better get another one out of the bottom drawer of the chest.  I've
got this one all soaked with my juices already."
   Junior got another wash cloth, wet it, and sponged off the stain on the
big rust colored bedspread.
   Junior went into the bathroom to rinse out the wash cloth and noticed
that Emily again covered her crotch with her hand, shielding it from him.
   "Emily darling, why are you hiding your pussy from me.  Did I hurt you?"
Junior asked.
   "No, well, actually I'm not sure."
   "Let me see!  What's wrong!"
   He reached for her covering hand but she pulled it away first.
   "See!  It's all puffy and red!  Do I have a disease?" Emily asked,
alarmed.
   "No sweetie, just too much lac-a-nookie!" Junior laughed.  "It's okay.
Your labia is a little swollen and red from so much use in a short period
of time after having never been put to that use before, ever!"
   "Oh.  I see."
   "Does it hurt?"
   "No, but the insides are a little sensitive," Emily confessed.
   "You need some 'Ladies Aid'!  Go ask Heather.  Tell her I sent you,"
Junior told Emily.  "I'll be along in a little while after I take a quick
shower and unpack a bit."
   "But Junior, I don't want to go down there alone.  They'll ask me all
sorts of nasty questions!"
   "No, you have to face them first, alone.  I don't have to go.  You do! I
never talk about my women.  Because it's you and everybody seems to care,
I'll say 'Yes, we made love.  Yes it was great.  Yes, we're both happy. 
Ask Emily if you want more details.' Period.  The end!"
   "Junior, that's not fair!"
   "Oh yes it is.  Sometime, either now or later, you've got to face Patty,
Louise, and Heather.  They care a lot about you.  They're not worried about
me; it's you they're worried about.  They don't want to hear me tell them
what a great fuck you are, they want you to tell them how happy you are. 
That's what it's all about.  It's up to you how much you tell them.  The
sooner you do it the better.  You tell them downstairs, they'll tell my Mom
and Sister and you won't have to repeat it.  They may politely ask, giving
you a chance to complain about me, but they'll never probe.  My suggestion
to you is that you go to your room and put on one of your sexy robes.  Go
down and ask Heather for some tea.  I'll be surprised if she doesn't
already have some 'Ladies Aid' brewing.  I mean, this is exactly what it's
for!  Sit with them, endure their questions.  Answer what you want and be
happy.  You've got a nice support group there.  Don't be rude and shut them
out.  Heather and Louise left their work for a few days just to be here to
tell you about 'Mother's Blessing'.  Don't you feel you owe them some
consideration?  Patty too.  She's going all out to make this a great
situation for you.  Hosting the dinner and over-nighting your guardians. 
Good Lord, look at all the money she spent on bedroom furnishings alone,
not to mention the dinner for twelve.  Surely Patty is entitled to know if
her efforts have been a success.  They all care for you and love you. 
Remember Louise's ritual?  I didn't see or hear it, but it must have been
thought provoking.  Perhaps she deserves a chance to ask a few questions.
Do you see my point?
   "Yes, I guess you're right."
   "So lover," Junior kissed her hotly, "Thanks for the great loving.  You
were superb.  If you want to give them something to think about, wear your
panties under your robe.  If the questions get too personal and you don't
want to answer, stand, open your robe, and show them what I did.  Tell them
I got hungry and ate right through them.  That will give them something to
talk about!"
   "Okay!" Emily replied with a sparkle in her eye.  "I just might do
that!"
   As Emily opened the door to check if the coast was clear for her to
cross the hall naked with her clothes and candle in her hands, Junior said,
"Honey.  I'm looking forward to later.  Your first evening of fucking has
just begun!"
   Emily smiled and replied, "You can count on that, stud!" and she left to
get her robe to go downstairs and see the women.
   End Chapter 53
   ********************** My Dear Readers *****************************
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality.  Do not
engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st century
will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body.  **************
Thank You For Reading My Story **********************
   Mrs.  James Wentworth Preston Copyright 2001
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