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James
Part 1. The Essay.

Chapter 1
   I knew I was in trouble when Mrs Cipola looked pointedly at me and 
picked up my assignment like it had come out the wrong end of a dog.
   "James, I have always encouraged you to express yourself through your 
writing, and while the prose is excellent, do you not feel that writing 
about the sexual congress of a teenager and his girlfriend is entirely 
unsuitable for classwork?" The whole class was snickering, even the 
girls.
   Well, perhaps it did push the envelope a little but I was writing 
about a couple's first love affair, a poignant moment that required a 
bit of "skin", so to speak. I'm sure even Harlequin Romances had much, 
much worse.
   Mrs. Cipola obviously did not read Harlequins much and she went on to 
berate my lack of good taste and nonexistent social graces. I wisely 
said nothing and fidgeted until she ran out of adjectives.
   "Now, James, I know this will NEVER happen again, and I will overlook 
this gross infraction provided you submit a revised version by this 
Saturday. Understood?" I nodded sagely as she ceremoniously tore my 
missive into tiny pieces before dumping it into the waste paper basket.
   Thank god I kept a backup on my computer. That still leaves me only 
two days to rewrite it, which should be alright if I skip wrestling 
practice tonight. Week Friday would be the State finals and Coach Wilson 
would not tolerate any more missed practices. 

I was mobbed after classes by requests for reprints. Sammy had emptied 
the trash bin and was trying to scotch tape the pieces back together.
   "Were they fucking?" Joey wanted to know.
   "Who's the girl you were writing about?"
   "How 'bout blowjobs?" My friend Joey again.
   "Is it your own experience?" Alan said with eyebrows raised and a bit 
of respect. He was the only one I know in my class who'd "done it" - 
with his older cousin who was visiting and he'd been able to 
more-or-less substantiate it by caressing her ass as they walked by us.
   "Yeah, as if..." Brenda and her friend Sara said together.
   "Yeah, how'd you learn about it!" They ALL wanted to know.
   I was big for a 15 year old, and, although I did have a little 
reputation with the ladies, I don't have a current "steady" and, even 
when I did, a little above-waist petting was all the actual experience I 
had. I had written the piece as a love story and "borrowed" the sex from 
old copies of Penthouse Forum my Dad still kept in the basement. But 
I'll be damned if I was going to admit it. I put on my "still water" 
face and stayed silent.
   I waded through the crowd, my size coming in handy for a change. I 
got on the bus and sat in the back and tried to ignore the stares as 
they buzzed about my run in with Mrs Cipola.
   "Get lost, Joey." I growled when he tried to sit next to me. He sat 
across the aisle and tried to catch my eye, which at the time was fixed 
on JulieAnn stomping down the bus. She crashed down beside me.
   "You didn't write about US, did you? I swear, if you told about us, 
I'll... I'll get someone to beat you up!" She may be mad but she still 
looked great. Or maybe it should be the other way around.
   "Hey, you told me 'no strings' when you broke up to go with Mark, 
remember? I KNOW you told Brenda and her friends EVERYTHING we did. 
So..."
   "No - I didn't... I didn't tell them much... They just guessed, is 
all. You didn't really write about us, did you?" She turned her charm on 
and I started melting.
   "Of course not. I will never betray your trust..."
   "Oh, that's so great. I knew you won't do anything like that! It's 
just that I had to be sure!" She hugged my arm to her little breasts. 
Her warm, soft, perfect breasts that now has someone else's paw prints 
all over them.
   "So where's Mark? How come he's not driving you home today?" Mark was 
the Senior twerp that broke us up. It didn't help my cause at all that 
his Dad the congressman bought him the meanest S2000 in the State and 
gave him an allowance that had a comma in it.
   "Oh, they're playing a game out of town and won't be back till 
Monday." Mark was also the star quarterback and is lusted after by all 
the girls. So philosophically, it's understandable how a sophomore like 
Jules would eschew all good sense and jumped when he asked her out. And 
dumped me in the process.
   "I'm sorry, James. I like you, I like you a lot, but Mark is 
different, he's exciting and you know, like, how all the girls are 
jealous of me? That's exciting too!" Her warm body was still pressed 
against me and, much as I hated the idea, my cock was hard and 
throbbing. JulieAnn did not miss the fact.
   "You're turned on aren't you? Do you remember the last time we went 
out by the bluff? Ooooh!" She sighed in my neck. I had managed to get 
her bra open and my lips on one sweet nipple that night. But then she 
had to be home by eleven and as usual, I had wasted all the time 
talking. She'd even hinted at touching me 'there' too.
   Then two days later, she broke our Friday date and told me she had 
been invited to the football party - as Mark's date. I was devastated 
and furious for a little while but managed to pour all my frustrations 
into my practice and matches. So, instead of making a fuss and getting 
beat up by Mark's cronies, I ended up winning a berth in the State 
finals, the youngest ever in my weight class. Perhaps not having to jerk 
off all night after a session with JulieAnn helped too.
   We got off and I walked Jules home, old habit I guess. Joey tagged 
along but wisely stayed his distance.
   "Wanna come in and do homework?" She asked.
   "No... some other time. I'd better head home and start rewriting the 
essay for English." I didn't want her to see how much I missed her. Joey 
rejoined me and we headed home.
   "Shit, that chick still has the hots for you!"
   "Oh, grow up, Joey pimplehead!"
   "Hey, listen. Can you get me ten or twelve copies of your essay? I 
could get fifty bucks easy!"
   I reached out to smack him but he had already crossed the street to 
his house.
   "Jerk! See you tomorrow!" I called after him.

I was in no mood to work so I just ran off a copy so I could edit it 
later and laid in bed thinking about JulieAnn. One thing's for sure, I 
definitely have the hots for her still. I was just going to head into 
the shower for some quick relief when the phone rang.
   "James? This is Mme Petitcoeur - I taught you French last term, 
remember?"
   Of course I remember. Mme Petitcoeur caused a riot the day she showed 
up. She had a face that made grown men swoon and women spit with envy. 
She was a strawberry blond in her twenties and had the tall, willowy 
figure that said model immediately. Except she was the coldest person 
I'd ever known - she hardly smiled and, even when she did, it looked 
forced. Every one of my friends lusted after her, then wisely kept a 
respectable distance. Still she was a good teacher and I enjoyed 
learning from her.
   "Ah... oh yes... French... last term." I mumbled in a daze.
   "Remember I asked you to help me with some moving? Are you still 
willing?"
   "Of course. When?"
   "Now, if it's possible. I have a few pieces of furniture I need help 
with."
   "Sure..."
   She asked for my address so she could pick me up. I left a note for 
Mom, telling her I'll be late.
   Ten minutes later, Mme Petitcoeur came by in a shiny white BMW. She 
was wearing a white leather jacket over sweats and her hair was done up 
in a bun. She looked gorgeous but I was afraid just to look. She seemed 
ill at ease, nodded at me with a faint smile and took off as soon as I 
got in. Not one word was said.

Her house was up in the hills and had a beautifully manicured lawn. She 
drove up to a 2-car garage and inside was a Mercedes, also white, also 
late model.
   "Do you live with your family?"
   "No I live alone." Wow, stacked, and loaded too.
   She shook off her coat, and took mine. I took turns goggling at her 
body and at the marble hallway we had just entered. It was easily 60 
feet high and had a sweeping staircase going both up and down and a huge 
chandelier hanging from a rafter in the ceiling. The rest was covered in 
glass and marble.
   "Come with me."
   She showed me the room, a study, where she'd bought the new 
furniture. A desk the size of a pool table, a gigantic sofa set, an easy 
chair plus miscellaneous lamps and side tables. The walls were 
ceiling-high in bookcases but only part of the lower levels were filled. 
There must have been 500 books there already.
   "Help me move this around." She grabbed one end of the desk and I 
took the other. She was impressively strong, but the monster was easily 
300lbs and we had to take care not to scratch the floor. We were both 
sweating freely before we were through. She took her sweatshirt off and 
all she had on was a white sports bra. I was gaping again.
   She looked at me with a strange expression on her face which I 
realized was amusement - but it only registered in her eyes. Then she 
pointed at the desk and we got back to work.
   Beneath her smooth and unblemished skin, her muscles rippled and 
flowed. I had never seen power so well packaged before. She moved like a 
ballerina - making everything look graceful and elegant. She didn't 
sweat, she glowed.
   We finally got the desk in place and we both sat down for a breather. 
She offered me a drink as I stripped off my shirt, naked from the waist 
up. She stood and appraised at me for a second before going off to the 
kitchen.
   Mme Petitcoeur return with my drink and a towel which I used to wipe 
myself. We decided to tackle the sofa next while we're still fresh. It 
was heavier and more clumsy than the desk and it was a half hour before 
it was done. Her bra was plastered to her skin and I could clearly see 
her dark nipples through it. She seem unconcerned and even tolerated my 
frequent longing gazes.
   The rest went much easier, although it was close to 8 when we 
finished. She took me to the kitchen and told me I was eating dinner 
there and showed me a phone to call home. So I called Mom telling her I 
was helping my teacher move furniture and I'll get a ride back later.
   We had spaghetti and salad which seemed completely out of place in 
her palatial kitchen with the professional fixtures and gleaming pots. 
There was even two refrigerators there. She offered me soda and poured 
herself a glass of red wine. The meal, however simple, was delicious and 
the company more so. She asked me about my goals and seemed genuinely 
interested when I told her I wanted to be a writer.
   "Do you have anything you've done for me to read?"
   I remembered the printout of my essay in my pocket and fished it out. 
She reached for it.
   "Er, it's still a rough copy. Can I read it to you?" I figured I 
could skip over the racy parts if it looked like she was going to be 
offended. She sat back and said, "Begin, then."
   I started reading and found myself enjoying my own prose. I got to 
the part when they shared their first open mouth kiss.
   "... her lips are soft and yielding and he brushes it with his own. 
He pauses to look into the deep velvet warmth of her eyes. Again, his 
lips descends, like petals testing the ripples on a pond, he wishes to 
share with her his trust, his dedication and his love. Her hands reach 
around his head and drew him in, needing to give her all to him."
   I looked up to take a drink and Mme Petitcoeur was sitting there with 
tears in her eyes.
   "Mme Petitcoeur, are you OK?"
   "Yes, it's beautiful. Keep reading." She whispered. Two large 
teardrops began rolling down her face. I leaned over and dabbed it with 
my towel. And for the first time I've known her, she smiled, really 
smiled, her eyes gleamed and shone. It was mystical, like the Northern 
Lights, magical and fascinating.  I could not speak, I could not move, I 
was transfixed by the magnificence of her beauty.
   "Please, read some more... And call me Nicole." I had never heard her 
speak like this either. It was warm, sultry and intoxicating. "But I 
think we'd be more comfortable in the living room. Follow me."
   "Can I have some wine?" I asked, emboldened by her sudden warmth. She 
fetched another goblet and poured a healthy portion for me, refilling 
her glass at the same time. Then she led me to a room with white 
carpeting and white leather furniture. She leaned back against a sofa 
and indicated I should sit at the other end, under the lamp. She curled 
up with her feet under her. I had a hard time tearing my eyes away from 
her. I could clearly see the outline of her breasts and nipples. I 
sipped my wine slowly, prolonging the moment.
   "...All his being is focused on the junction of their kiss. He hears 
nothing beyond the pounding of his heart and he knows she is feeling the 
same. Tentatively, he touches her with his tongue and is surprised to 
feel her reciprocate. Her soft moans are urging him to take possession 
of her being." Mme Petitcoeur shifted around and I could feel the warmth 
of her shoulder next to mine.
   "They kiss again, more comfortable with each other now, warming  to 
each other's need. He feels a oneness with her, he knows he will make 
her happy, for now and for ever." I paused before the censured part that 
followed. Nicole was crying again. Impulsively, I put my arms around her 
and she leaned her head against me. My heart was pounding, giddy from 
her nearness. For a long time I looked at her long sleek body curled 
against me and savored the lavender scent of her hair. If this was a 
dream, please god don't let me wake!
   "Please, continue... James." She says quietly.
   "...She takes his hand and places it on her chest. 'Feel', she says, 
'My heart beats for you.' And the thunder blankets his brain. He feels 
the rhythm of her pulse, and also the heat and her yielding softness. 
Its core crying out for his attention." I got hell for that line this 
morning but Mme Petitcoeur said nothing.
   As I waited for a response, she shifted again, this time to take my 
hand and press it against her breast. It was soft, and filled my hand 
much better than JulieAnn's. She held it there and squeezed my leg, 
telling me to go on. I took a few deep shuddering breaths before I could 
continue.
   "...With this simple act, he realizes that she is offering her very 
physical being. He touches her face, her eyes..." As I spoke, my teacher 
took my hand and moved it as the story dictated. I tried a test.
   "...her nose, her lips..." This was not in the essay but Mme 
Petitcoeur ran my hand along her nose to her lips.
   "...down her slender neck... and again, to her breast..." I was no 
longer reading from the essay as I murmured instructions. The nipple had 
hardened to tent her bra, I knew what I had to do next.
   "She places his hand under her shirt so that he can feel her hot 
skin..." I ad libbed. Without hesitation she helped me slide my 
trembling fingers under her bra, up the side of her soft full breast, 
until I reached their engorged tips. Mme Petitcoeur was shaking too, 
with fear or lust I cannot tell. Meanwhile, my narration took on a life 
of its own and words stumbled and fought to be uttered.
   "He knows that she will not refuse him anything now, that she is his 
to do as he pleased..." Nicole moaned and arched her back, forcing my 
hand into her flesh.
   "...In a fit of daring based on the need to please her lover, she 
pulled her blouse over her head..."
   I watch in silent wonder as my teacher/lover slipped her garment over 
her head. Her breasts were ever bit as lovely as I had envisioned them 
to be. Smooth flesh formed a rounded slope that peaked in dark, almost 
angry nipples. I gently traced their pale white surface, testing the 
resilient flesh. The woman beneath me writhed as I toyed around her 
nipples, grazing but never making full contact.
   I don't know how long I did that but suddenly she was moaning, a long 
plaintive sound from her throat. I closed my hands on her tender flesh, 
roughly pinching her blood filled tips. She arched her back to drive her 
flesh into my hands as I buried my face in their fevered softness, 
kissing and licking whatever part of her torso I can reach. She bucked 
wildly under me and gasped incoherently as I nursed on an distended 
nipple.
   The feeling of control was tantalizing, as I pushed my hand downward, 
past her rib, her taut stomach and her navel. She sucked her breath in 
so that I could slip my hand under her waistband. I dove past some 
flimsy underthing and felt soft fuzz. She held my head to her breasts 
and moaned in my ear.
   My hand now covered her mound, my middle finger contacting her hot 
womanhood. There was a stillness that was tangible as I poised on the 
unknown. Gently I pushed my way into her burning core. I wasn't too sure 
what I was doing but she seemed to enjoy it, so I experimented with 
little back and forth action.
   "Please... James, don't wait. I want you. Touch me!" Her increased 
shaking told me I was doing it right as I pushed a finger deeply into 
her. Her body humped and I followed her rhythm.
   Suddenly with frantic need my lovely teacher pushed her remaining 
garments down to her socks and kicked them off. She reached down and 
slipped a finger under my pumping hand and started touching herself, her 
clitoris, I figured, with small circular motions that moved in 
syncopation to my pumping fingers. Her groans became more intense and 
her stomach muscles rippled, then tensed. She pulled her hand off her 
clitoris and held mine firm against her pussy, rubbing herself along my 
fingers as her shudders gradually dissipated.
   "Oh, so good, so good..." She mumured as she turned to hug me. My 
hand was soaked in her moisture and I wiped it on my pants before 
returning her embrace.
   "Thank you - you were marvelous." She hugged me tightly. I said 
nothing, afraid of breaking her mood.
   Finally she turned her face up to me, "I want to make you happy now. 
What do you want me to do?" She asked with a warm purr. I responded with 
the obvious, "I want to... Can I LOOK at you?"
   She chuckled deep in her throat and unwound from our embrace. Her 
movements were graceful and effortless, like drifting mist on the grass, 
but it coalesced into the most gorgeous vision I could ever imagine. She 
stood as if I was Michelangelo and she was Venus de Milo and I just 
stared, totally unabashed.
   She was sleek softness, her body long and elegant with breasts that 
filled dreams and fueled fantasies. And a face which now radiated love 
and desire. I fell on my knees, somehow the most appropriate position I 
can imagine. Holding her warm hips I leaned forward and kissed her dark 
golden triangle, tasting the fluid that dripped for me. My tongue sought 
to taste more. She moaned but pulled me to my feet. Her eyes looked into 
mine.
   "Let me LOOK at you too, my Adonis..." She ran her hands across my 
naked chest, teasing my nipples until they stood up. She rained little 
kisses from my throat to my navel. Then she backed me to the leather 
coach. I sat and she started pulling off my pants, struggling to clear 
my erection. When I was completely naked, she knelt at my feet.
   "I'll try and make it good for you - but you have to tell me what you 
want, alright?" Without waiting for an answer, she leaned down and 
kissed the tip of my penis. A sigh choked at my throat. It was like 
nothing I had felt before, it was tender, it was electrifying, it was 
everything I had dreamt about and more, a million times more. I started 
shaking and almost came. She chuckled and kissed it again, her mouth 
covering the top. I dug my nails into my palm to prevent myself from 
losing it too soon. She seemed to sense my dilemma and released me. She 
bent her head and kissed along the sides of my throbbing shaft, her hand 
bending me this way and that as she caressed my turgid stalk. Then I saw 
her tongue extend and she took a long swipe just as her nails tickled my 
balls.
   I yelled "Aaaah, I-I'm coming!" and blasted a shot across her 
forehead and her hair. She barely had time to place her mouth over me 
before I cut loose with my second blast. And my third....
   She waited till my shuddering spasms quieted and then she stood and 
went to the bathroom, where I heard water running. I was just catching 
my breath when she returned, the light from the hallway illuminating her 
head in a golden halo, I could not do anything but stare. She was 
breathtaking. She knelt on the carpet and began cleaning me with a warm 
cloth.
   "I'm sorry James. I didn't expect it to be this strong, I've never 
done this before."
   "It was amazing - I didn't think it could be so strong either." I was 
grinning like an idiot.
   "Then I was good?" She giggled like a teenager.
   "Without a doubt."
   I pulled her against me and we kissed. Our very first kiss. She 
tasted of woman and sperm. I made a face.
   "Do I really taste this bad?"
   "Worse - it's like mouthwash with bleach." Her face screwed up with 
the remembered taste, and I couldn't help but stare at her. She looked 
so young and her beautiful face made me weak with desire. Yet she is 
more than just a delightful vision, I realized that I was seeing, for 
the first time, the warm and LOVING person that is hidden under her 
daily personage. I kissed her again and she returned it 
enthusiastically.
   She put her hand on my flagging cock and squeezed it. It twitched but 
I was sated for now. Nicole seemed to have taken an interest in my cock 
so I laid back, content to let her explore me with her fingers, while I 
ran my hands over her perfect curves.
   I was moving a finger lazily in her warm moist hole when she again 
took my cock into her mouth. I shuddered and started growing. She gave 
me a gentle suck and looked up at me.
   "You know, it's strange how the taste grows on you. Intellectually, I 
know it's bad tasting but knowing that it's you makes me want more. 
Weird." And she returned to her tasting.
   After a minute, she looked up from my now quivering spit-covered 
erection and said, "I want the next part to be in my bed." She tried to 
get up but I stopped her by scooping her up in my arms. Slowly she 
relaxed, her arms around me and face in my neck.
   "No one has ever done that for me... It's nice. Warm, protected... 
and owned?"
   "Like a kept woman?" I had to laugh.
   "No, it's like having someone there to take care of you, and I don't 
have to worry about anything at all. Sheltered, in a way."
   "Yeah, I'd like to be able to do that for you. A knight in shining 
armor, on a white stallion, defending his princess."
   "And I can laze around all day and do my hair or something..." She 
raised her arm and patted her hair. Then suddenly she flexed and 
stretched to her full length in my arms. I can see the muscles and 
tendons bunch on her body, pulling her breasts into long teardrops. I 
gulped and staggered as my cock quivered for attention.
   "Oh god, I've never seen anything as amazing and sexy as this!" I 
said after I got control of my senses.
   "You like?" She was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
   "I love!" I said with the utmost sincerity.
   She stroked my face and her eyes started to mist up again. "You're so 
sweet..." She pulled my face down for a kiss that said everything.

We finally made it to her bedroom, white, of course, with a canopied 
king size bed. It even had its own TV and couch.
   She laid in the bed, naked but without any self-consciousness. I 
could do nothing but stand there and drink in her heady loveliness. She 
slowly opened her arms and I let myself sink in them. With one hand, she 
reached between us and found my cock, which had never lost its hardness, 
and pulled me into her.
   I was immersed in a sea of molten lava, which enveloped me and 
caressed me with its pulsating bands of scorching ecstasy. I could not 
help myself - I started pounding into her. I was wild, uncontrolled and 
Nicole clung on with arms and legs. Every stroke brought blinding bolts 
of pleasure, as I strove to delve deeper into her core. All my senses 
were centered on the flow and ebb of our union. Finally, in a bone 
shaking thrust, my penis exploded and I poured my essence into her. Our 
pleasure and our cries mingled until we were both shaking and spent.
   An eternity later, she rolled over to lie on top of me. Her face was 
flushed and her perfect hair in disarray, the look of raw sex was all 
over her. I started to say "I love you", but she stopped me with a 
finger. Her smile said she understood as she hug me tightly.
   "I want to tell you about myself so that you can understand why this 
night is so special for me...", she whispered in my ear. For a long time 
she did not speak.
   "I married very young, not much older than you are now, and my 
husband was much older. No - it's not what you might think. What I did, 
I did on my own free will and, if I could, I would do it again.
   "You see, Gaston and his wife were very kind to me and took me in 
after my parents died. When his wife died, from cancer, Gaston was 
devastated. So, out of a sense of gratitude and a sense of duty, I made 
him marry me, hoping to give him a child to carry on his name.
   "He treated me very well - pampered me in fact, I think partly to 
make up for the childhood I'd given up for him. He added a gym in the 
basement so that I could work out, and the library and books when I took 
my teaching degree through correspondence school. He built a little 
paradise here for us, for me.
   "I never did conceived, he was already quite weak then. And two years 
ago, Gaston died. So suddenly, I was on my own. I realized I did not 
know how to cope with the world outside. It was scary and so I kept it 
out by locking the real me inside.
   "As you can can tell, I have no financial worries - I was his legal 
heir and he'd left me very well taken care of, so it was too easy to 
hide here and not have to face the world.
   "When you read me your story, it was as if a door opened in my heart. 
I had dreamed of the kind of love Jen and her boyfriend shared, it 
echoed my idea of a perfect romance. So I knew you were the right person 
for me, to help me face the world again."
   "I'm not trying to coerce you into staying with me. What we shared is 
given of my own accord. You do not owe me anything and you can stay, or 
leave, as you wish. I think there's a lot we can experience together but 
again, no strings."
   "Next week, I'll be resigning my job at school. It's not fair, but 
it's the easiest way to avoid a scandal. I don't need the money and I 
have a few things I want to try out anyways. IF you are still 
interested, you can come here a couple of days a week, after school, and 
we can... do things." She ended smiling wickedly.
   I held her and tried to sort things out in my head. The evening was 
like a dream. Losing my cherry with somebody like Nicole WAS a dream 
come true, and I cannot think of anything I'd rather do. And I told her.
   We decided on Tuesdays and Wednesdays because it did not conflict 
with my schedule and still leave me time to maintain contact with my 
school friends.
   Then she drove me home because it was already past 11 and it was a 
school day tomorrow. I slept as soon as my head hit the pillow.

James
Part 1. The Essay.

Chapter 2

I became dizzy every time I thought about my night with Nicole and I 
wandered around dreamily all day. I was totally unperturbed even when 
grilled for details about my essay and my sex life, including requests 
for verification about the rumors which claimed I had sex with pretty 
much every girl in school, if not the State. Which of course left all 
the ones that I had not bopped wondering why I skipped them. I was 
looking forward to a glimpse of Nicole but her Bimmer wasn't in the 
parking lot at lunchtime.
   Just knowing that I had sex with the most beautiful creature that 
ever graced this earth was enough to keep an enigmatic smile on my face 
all day. That fueled even more speculation and I wandered the halls to 
whispers and outrageous suggestions.

After school, JulieAnn was waiting for me at the busstop and we sat 
together in the back, depriving Joey of another chance to wheedle an 
uncensored copy of "The Lovers".
   For some reason, Jules was really talkative, and I let her jabber 
away, tuning her out and simply enjoyed the warm companionship that we 
used to share.
   "Come home with me, I need to talk with you." She said as she got off 
the bus. When he tried to tag along, JulieAnn gave Joey a look that sent 
him scurrying in the opposite direction.
   "Mom, Dad... Celeste. Anybody home?" She yelled as she closed the 
door behind us. When there was no reply, Jules bolted the door and made 
sure the back door was secure. It was getting weird, but with Jules, 
I've learned not to ask questions.
   She dragged me up to her room, locked her door and clinched me in a 
fierce hug. Then I realized she was crying. I held her and stroked her 
hair until she calmed down.
   "Oh, James, I'm SO sorry! I wished we'd never broken up!" And she 
started crying again.
   Gradually I got the story out of her. Apparently, she had been 
limiting Mark to some above-waist, outside-clothing action on their last 
two dates and he's given her an ultimatum: put out, or take a hike. He 
was coming back late Sunday and she would have to come up with something 
by Monday.
   "Why don't you just tell him to shove it. He's no right to tell you 
that!"
   "I can't. Then he'll tell everyone that I've... we've... I mean, 
that, like, I'm still a virgin!"
   "So why is that so bad?"
   "'Cos I told Brenda that Mark and I did it last Saturday..." I was 
floored, this girl wouldn't even kiss me until our fourth date and 
suddenly she's bragging about being screwed on her SECOND date? On one 
hand I want to slap her silly. On the other hand... Hell, Mark hadn't 
even seen her tits. Hah! All of a sudden, I didn't feel so bad.
   "Well, you'll just have to screw him and get it over with, won't 
you?"
   "I can't - I want my first time to be special. And... and... he's not 
the guy I want to do it with..."
   "You have somebody else in mind?"
   "Well, I was thinking, that maybe that person could be you..." She 
trailed off.
   "But what about Mark?"
   "He can go screw himself!" She brightened at her own joke.
   "What'll you tell your friends?"
   "That we've been doing it all this time and I dated Mark just to make 
you jealous."
   "But don't I have a say in this?"
   "Isn't getting my cherry good enough?"
   "Well, assuming I agree. When are we doing it?"
   "I spoke to your sister yesterday and she said they were going out of 
town to a wedding until Sunday but you had to stay to finish your essay. 
And Brenda will cover for me till midnight or so..."
   Talk about conniving. She'd been planning this since yesterday! But I 
had to admit she had most of the angles covered.
   "That's so sneaky! I'm ashamed of you."
   "That means you'll do it? We could tell them you were writing about 
us, then they'd know it's true!"

The next thing I knew, we were in my bedroom and she'd just locked the 
door. Trapped!
   "OK - what do you want to do now?" She sat on my computer chair and 
avoided my eyes.
   "Getting cold feet?"
   "Yeah, kinda. It's scary!"
   "Why don't we do this, let's pretend we're at the bluff that Saturday 
and pick up where we left off?"
   "Oh, Okay, that's a good idea, I guess."
   I stacked my pillows up on the bed and we sat side by side.
   "Wow, look at the moon!" I said, pointing at my ceiling light.
   "You never said anything like that last time!"
   "Well, if you don't like the view, maybe I should take you home. I'm 
getting kinda bushed."
   "OK, OK. Don't be such a dork. Yes, the moon is lovely, OK?" I could 
smell her shampoo and some unidentified flowery fragrance. I realized my 
heart was beating fast.
   "So you wouldn't let Mark touch you hey?"
   "No - he just likes to paw me. I didn't like it and I'm not sure it 
did anything for him. It's like he just wants to put his mark on me."
   She put her head on my shoulders. "Can we just look at the moon and 
not talk about unpleasant things?" I put my arms around her shoulders - 
it felt really good.
   "Jules, do you trust me?"
   "Of course I trust you. What kind of a question is that?"
   "If you trust me, will you do everything I ask?"
   "OK....  You're not into kinky sex, are you?"
   "That's for me to know and.."
   "Me to find out, I suppose. Are you sure you know what you're doing? 
I mean, I thought you were, like, like me... a virgin?"
   "That's for me to know and.."
   "Me to find out, yeah, yeah. But you talk too much. If you hadn't 
spent all the time yakking, we'd already... Mmmm-mmmm." I laid into her 
with one of my better kisses. I started slowly, just lips, brushing 
lightly, then as she softened, applied more pressure, until she had 
relaxed completely, surrendering. I held her, lightly flicking my tongue 
along her lips. She was moaning and running her hand through my hair.
   "Wow, that was heavy! How come you never kissed me like this before?" 
Her eyes were bright.
   "I was too busy yakking." I said ruefully. She turned my face and 
kissed me back. I felt her tongue jab at my lips and we fenced for a 
long time. I slid us further down on the bed as I kissed her chin, her 
neck. I started undoing the buttons of her blouse, kissing the flesh as 
it was uncovered. I pulled the shirt off her. She had a white satin bra 
with a pink ribbon in the center. I kissed the exposed globes of her 
breasts as I felt around for a catch.
   Suddenly she started giggling. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about the 
last time and it took you half an hour to undo it! It's in the back..." 
She turned and kissed me, allowing me to reach around for the hook. 
Fortunately for my ego, I was a bit more successful this time and I 
worked the bra off her. She crossed her arms across her chest.
   "Oh god, I'm scared, James..."
   "It's OK - there's nothing to worry about..." I kissed her nose, her 
eyes, her mouth until she was moaning softly before moving downwards. I 
lifted her right arm, exposing her pretty little breast. I kissed it 
until the nipple stood up, then I did the same on the other side. I 
squeezed one as I nursed on the other. She was squirming now, squeezing 
and rubbing her legs together. I held a breast in each hand and took 
turns worrying her hard nipples with my tongue. Her eyes were closed 
tightly and she was tossing her head on the bed.
   Her legs were clinched tightly together as I started removing her 
jeans. I had to use both hands to shimmy them off her, taking her pink 
panties along. She laid there, exposed. Her light blond hair was sprayed 
across my bed and her grapefruit sized breasts glistened, topped by dark 
pink nipples. Mark had no idea what he's missing!
   "You're beautiful, Jules."
   She glanced at me through the arm she'd thrown over her face. "You're 
not saying that just to get in my pants, are you?" She snickered at her 
own joke. "And can you stop staring at me?"
   "I mean it, you are so beautiful. Here..." I kissed her cheeks, 
"Here...", her neck. "Here...", her sternum. Working my way down to her 
sparse light brown bush. She opened her legs as I kissed my way to her 
misty folds. She yelped when I slid my tongue on her clitoris and her 
legs spread as I diddled it before tasting her little hole. She was so 
responsive and sweet.
   "Oh... oh, ohmygod ohmygod..." she repeated. I gently split her folds 
with my fingers and attacked her hard little clit.
   "Arrghhh, ohmygod ohmygod. Good, so good. Ahhhh", she was moaning 
over and over again, her hands caressing my head. Suddenly she jammed my 
face against her and came with a drawn out, high pitched squeal.
   I held her while she shook and murmured to herself and crushed my 
face to her soaking crotch.
   "Wow, that was fantastic! I had never felt that way before..." I 
stood and took a bow.
   Suddenly, in a spate of modesty, Jules scurried under the blankets 
and pulled it up to her chin. She looked at me with her soft eyes, "Now 
what, Mr. Know-it-all."
   "I was hoping you'll help me take my clothes off."
   "Why can't you do it yourself?"
   "Trust me, it's better that way." I said levelly.
   She waved me closer to the bed and gingerly stuck a hand out to 
unbutton my shirt. She groaned in frustration because her hand could not 
reach.
   "Dammit, James, are you gonna help?"  I stood there, smiling, not 
moving.
   She mouthed an expletive and sat up, the covers falling away from 
her, her little breasts shimmering sexily, and started undoing my 
buttons.
   "I hope you're happy, treating me like your servant." I was too busy 
admiring her boobs to comment. She had knelt up in bed to remove my 
shirt and I folded her in my arms. She sighed happily against me as her 
nipples hardened against my bare chest. I ran my hand down her smooth 
back and cupped her tight ass. Soon she was doing the same thing to me.
   "It's better if you take my jeans off first." I whispered.
   She started undoing my jeans and realized I was staring at her naked 
body as she knelt on my bed. She blushed prettily but did not try to 
cover herself up.
   "You know, I could pull this zip the wrong way and permanently maim 
you."
   "Then we'll have to get Mark to finish the job!"
   She looked daggers at me but finished stripping my pants off. My cock 
was throbbing inside my underwear.
   "Can we do this in bed?" She said weakly.
   We stared at each other and I shook my head.
   She murmured something that sounded like "Pig" and gingerly worked my 
shorts down. She sat back to look at her handiwork.
   "Oh my god, it's so big! Oh god! It's... HUGE!" I blushed at her 
inadvertent compliment as she timidly poked it with a finger. Then she 
touched it some more. I wrapped her hand around and showed her how to 
move the skin up and down. Slowly at first but increasing in confidence 
with every stroke she toyed with my affections.
   Her eyes glittered with lust as she watched my reaction.
   "James, do it now... Do me before I lose my nerve..." Jules scuttled 
over so I could lie down next to her. With a look of finality, she 
clinched me. She was shaking like a leaf.
   I held her and kissed her, moving my hand down to her groin. She was 
soaking wet but tight with tension. I caressed her responsive clitoris 
until she started moaning. Then I inserted a finger in her. She hissed 
in a breath and let it out in a loud shuddering moan.
   "Put it in me now, do it. I want it in me now!" She clutched me 
fiercely as I frantically rolled a condom on.
   She shook all over as my tip entered her hot wet cunt. Her pelvis 
started undulating as I pushed a tiny ways inside. I expected to 
encounter a maidenhead but except for a most delicious tightening of her 
hot moist channel, there was no blockage. Jules was actively trying to 
work more of me inside her with jerks of her hips and nails on my back. 
She was so tight and hot I wanted to prolong the experience, but she 
wrapped her legs about my waist and forced me all the way into the 
boiling cauldron of her sex.
   "Ohhhh, owww, hurts..., hurt... so good. So good..." She murmured 
over and over. I moved in and out using full strokes, watching her face. 
She shivered and moaned under me and I kept a slow pace until suddenly 
my orgasm started coming on.
   I slipped a hand under her ass and fucked into her. Her eyes opened 
wide with the new sensations and gasped into my mouth. We fucked with 
short hard strokes that slammed our groins together and she yelped with 
every stroke. I grunted in response, my sweat dripping on her. She 
screamed her release and clenched her vaginal muscles down.
   It was too much, I ground my hips against her and came in a torrent, 
my cock threatening to melt, it felt so good. I shuddered and pumped, 
her hot sheath coddling me and milking my seed out. I was sure the 
condom had burst from my explosion. We shook with the release and we 
held each other desperately until I slipped out.
   I rolled off her and extracted the limp rubber with its 
disappointingly meager load, dumping it in the trash. I rolled over and 
she nestled on my shoulder, her pussy clenched around my thigh. Her hand 
rested on my stomach.
   "Mmmm, I feel so full, so FUCKED." She murmured and shifted, "Oww, 
oh, but it hurts when I move." I was content to lie there and count her 
vertebrae, not trusting myself to speak until the fireworks stopped 
going off in my brain. I got to the end of her tailbone and my hand 
wandered to explore her tight little derriere. She moaned and scrunched 
tighter against me.
   I managed to drag the blanket over us and we cuddled in the coziness 
of relaxed sexuality. After a long while, she said, "What time is it?"
   It was getting close to midnight so we reluctantly unwound ourselves. 
As we got out of bed she hugged me again and said, "Thank you. I knew 
you were the right person. I will never forget this." I held her hands 
and took a step back and we looked at each other. She was glorious, 
golden tresses down to her shoulders, her eyes sparkling with life and 
love. Her attention dropped to my satisfied penis and she reached for 
it, giggling, "It doesn't look so scary anymore!"
   "No, it was never scary, just lonely." She tilted her head as she 
digested that, then slowly she bent down and kissed it. I grunted and 
she kissed it again.
   "I'll take care of you, sweet thing, you'll never be lonely again..." 
With that she slipped half of it in her mouth. I hissed in pleasure, 
"Stop - if you keep this up, we'll miss curfew."
   She looked up, her eyes saying, "So what?" but I pulled her up and 
herded her to her pile of clothes.
   "You are so infuriating, James. I give you my cherry and in the 
middle of a blowjob, you're worried about a lousy curfew?!" She started 
pulling on her panties, slowly. Then she said quietly, "I love you..."
   "I love you too, Jules." Her eyes got moist and we held each other 
for a long time.
   "Ahem, the time...?"
   "Spoilsport!" But she did finish dressing and in the process showed 
me some amazing contortions as she popped her bra on. She was brushing 
her hair in the car as I took a long way around to her house so that it 
could look she was returning from Brenda's.
   "Wait, let me do this..." She said as we got close to her street. She 
skimmed off her panties. "This is my _other_ present for you, just hide 
it somewhere safe." With that and a quick kiss, she rounded the corner 
and into her house.




Part 1. The Essay.

Chapter 3

Saturday dawned to an empty house but I was well sated. I thought about 
the two delectable young ladies who had bestowed their charms and their 
favors on me. I stretched and smiled. Life was good.
   Jules called about ten to say she missed me and she was going to 
Brenda's "to do homework" - of the gossiping kind, no doubt. And, she 
added, so I'd time to do my essay.
   My Essay! In my sexual stupor I had totally forgotten about the 
deadline. I hung up, promising to call later and fired up the computer.
   Fortunately I already had some idea of what I needed to do to cut out 
the more explicit parts and still maintain a smooth flow, but my mind 
kept drifting so, instead of cleaning up, I found myself dreaming about 
my escapades with Nicole and JulieAnn and pretty soon I had messed up 
the story pretty bad.
   I went down to fix a sandwich and ate that before I tackled the 
assignment again. By noon I had finished the rewrite and it did not seem 
to have lost too much in the process.
   I looked up Mrs Cipola's address and drove over.

A girl of 12 of so opened the door. "Hi, is this the Cipola residence?"
   "Yes, how may I help you?"
   "My name is James Mitchell, I've come to drop something off for Mrs 
Cipola."
   Recognition dawned on her face, "James Mitchell, as in English, as in 
'The Lovers?'" she smirked, showing white even teeth. I blushed even as 
I nodded.
   "Come in. Mom and Dad's out for the day." She backed inside without 
taking her eyes off me, no doubt wondering what a sex-maniac looked like 
up close. She let me by and closed the door.
   "Hi, I'm Amanda." And stuck out her hand. I rushed to shake it and 
dropped the assignment on the floor. She gravely gave me a shake and 
bent to pick up the essay. And started reading it.
   She could not be more than 5 feet tall and 80lbs soaking wet but 
somehow she was making me fidget like a lost schoolboy.
   "Which school do you got to?" I ask, hoping to distract her.
   "St Mary's. It's a private school." She replied without taking her 
eyes off the page.
   "Oh, I thought you might know my sister Erin. She goes to public 
school though."
   "Hmmm, is this the piece that almost made my mother faint?"
   "Mrs Cipola fainted?"
   "Almost. It was more like choking and sputtering. She told my Dad 
that you wrote as if you had experienced it first hand and she got 
really worked up over that." She looked slyly up at me, appraisal in her 
eyes. "Then she admitted that she really liked reading it, the smut and 
all." She smiled, and even her eyes crinkled up.
   "Well, the way she told me off in front of the class, you'd think I 
was lower than shit." She looked at me and raised her eyebrows and again 
I felt like a kid in front of her.
   "Ahem, and you know you shouldn't let strangers in the door. You 
never know..." I let the words hang, hoping to get some of my own back.
   "Oh, oh dear. I guess I'm at your mercy then. Do what you will... but 
be assured I will never betray the secrets in these pages. It will go 
with me to my grave!" She made a dramatic florish and turned her back on 
me. Then I heard a tearing sound.
   "No, no - you can't rip it, your Mom will crucify me!" I rushed 
around and she was hunched over, giggling breathlessly. She brought one 
edge of the sheets to her lips, and blew across it, making the tearing 
noise. I felt like the biggest dweeb ever. Thank god she didn't go to 
school with Erin!
   I stood up straight. "Now, you've done it! Do you know what you have 
done, Missy?"
   "N-no, what have I done?" She managed to squeak out between giggles, 
trying to look helpless. She had dark blue eyes and, I swear, they 
twinkled at me.
   "You have incurred my WRATH, little girl, that's what. When I wrought 
my wrath, even gods tremble!"
   "Oh no, I am doomed. Please good sir, oh pray tell me to whom I am 
addressing?"
   I drew myself to my full height and took a deep breath.
   "Behold all who shudder at his name, all who scamper like mice from 
his might, all who cower in fear at his voice. Behold, it is he! Dweebus 
the Ravisher!" I struck a a heroic pose and flourished my rolled up 
essay like a sword above my head. Amanda had dissolved in laughter 
again, doubling over as she cackled inanely.
   "Now, little girl, be prepared to be ravished! Do not cry for help - 
for no one can save you now!"
   "Help, help!" She cries weakly, voice muffled by her own laughter. 
Waving her hands in the air, pantomiming a damsel in distress. She had 
tears running down her face and was having difficulty catching her 
breath. I stuck my "sword" in my sweatpants and advanced on her slowly. 
Quite menacingly, I thought.
   She was choking from laughing so hard and she knelt on the floor, 
holding her stomach with one hand and pointing at my crotch with the 
other. My rolled up assignment was lodged next to my erection and it 
looked like I was hiding a sawn off shotgun in my pants.
   I cracked up then and we rolled around the floor laughing. I managed 
not to piss in my pants but my stomach was cramping up like crazy. We 
laid on our backs gasping.
   Amanda rolled over on to her stomach, "Well, Mr Dweebus the Ravisher, 
what happened to the ravishing?"
   "Er, well, I'm currently indisposed. Will have to take a raincheck." 
I was too, busy wiping my tears and blowing my nose and trying not to 
hiccup. She gingerly extracted the manuscript from its hiding place and 
put it on the side table.
   "I would hate to see what Mom will do if she knew where it had 
been..." And we wheezed a bit more again.
   "Actually, I've already read the Story. It's very good. Sexy and 
romantic." At my questioning look, she continued, "I looked when Mom was 
recovering from her shock. I'm a quick reader." She scrunched up until 
she was resting her head on my chest.
   "And you might say I'm a BIG fan of yours."
   "I won't say that, you're at most a 80lb fan."
   "Oh my god, do I LOOK that fat? I'm a svelte 72lbs, if you don't 
mind." She took the opportunity to drape herself further over my chest. 
My arm ended up on her back, rubbing it. Her little breasts were poking 
me in the stomach, not at all unpleasantly.
   "I'm all out of ravishes today, cuddling is all I have." I 
temporized, not wishing to push things too much. Without a word, she 
adjusted herself fully on top of my body and kissed me.
   It was a sweet, soft kiss - but what was so wonderful was that Amanda 
put her whole being in it. As if nothing else in the world mattered at 
all. And pretty soon, nothing did - I was completely drawn into this 
simple act of intimacy. Finally we came up for air.
   "Hmmm, that's nice, but I'm VERY new at this and I'm sure you can do 
better."
   "Don't shortchange yourself. If that was your first non-brotherly 
kiss, then you're a natural. You're better than many others with way 
more experience." I brushed a brown curl out of her face and looked into 
her blue eyes. "You're doing fine, I love what you're doing - just be 
yourself and open yourself to your feelings." Her eyes shone and she 
kissed me again. This time she took her time, turning my face until our 
lips fit together tightly.
   "You have an erection..." She whispered against my cheek. She must 
have felt it down by her ankles.
   "I told you I'm enjoying your kisses." She rubbed her leg against me 
and giggled when I twitched.
   "Do I kiss like the girl Jen in your story? I had tried to imagine 
what they were doing and how it must have felt." as she gave me a light, 
lingering kiss. My cock patted her leg again and she shivered.
   "But I could never have imagined that it would be this intense and 
sexy. It makes me horny..." Her voice got very quiet at the end. "I'm so 
WET down there..." She amended.
   "Can I make a suggestion?" She looked up, I can see the want in her 
eyes, waiting for me to make the move.
   "Can we go to the couch? Making out on the cold floor, right here at 
your front door is one of my major turn ons, but my back is killing me."
   She choked on the laughter boiling out of her and punched me in the 
chest. "You are SO insensitive, you ruined the mood!" I carried her in 
my arms and took us over to the sofa in the living room. I sat and she 
stayed in my lap, arms clinched around my neck.
   "Listen Amanda, I like you a lot and I think I know how you feel 
about me. But what you need is an experience you can cherish for a long 
time, and you'll have to take my word a quickie is not the best way to 
start one."
   We rocked silently for a while and then she grabbed my head and 
kissed me again, hard. Her little tongue bathed my teeth and challenged 
me to a duel. Finally we pulled back.
   She looked at me, "You know that was the most sensitive thing I've 
ever heard from a guy... I will forever remember this as the moment I 
fell in love with you." She smiled impishly and stuck her tongue out and 
licked my lips. My hardon attacked her ass with a vengence.
   "Oooh", she batted her long lashes at me. "You're not changing your 
mind are you? Is that what you guys do? Sweet talk a girl, use her and 
then throw her away like yesterday's newspaper, or kleenexes, or 
something?" She twisted her butt in a very delightful way. "But I don't 
mind, I want you to enjoy me and teach me how to enjoy you."
   "I'm already enjoying myself immensely." I paused for effect and got 
punched for my efforts. "I am sitting here with a smart, beautiful and 
sexy girl who trusts me and wants to make love to me. It's my dream come 
true!" She nestled deeper in my neck. "But what we need is more time and 
the right place. We will wait for the right moment before we do 
anything."
   "Oh you are such a romantic. Listen, Friday's is a school holiday 
and, if you're free, we can go somewhere... and I have babysitting 
tomorrow at 8... and, so why don't you come by at say, 9?" This little 
girl had taken charge and I let her make plans for us. I was quite 
amazed the changes this dimunitive 12 year old can go through, from a 
giggly kid, to a sophisticated lady to a sex-starved nympho.
   "And we still have over two hours before my parents come back... Can 
we DO something?"
   "OK - but first you have to promise that you'll tell me if you're 
uncomfortable, and you MUST tell me what makes you feel good? Agree?" 
Solemnly she shook my hand and we kissed on it.
   "We have to stay here because my bed's too small for the both of us." 
She confided.
   I arranged her along the couch and knelt on the floor. I kissed her 
face, along her jawline and down her neck, nestling in the warm pit of 
her throat. I followed the curve of her breast and lightly touched her 
nipple through her clothing.
   "Oh, that's soooo nice.... Can I say something?" She said dreamily, 
"I'm scared you'll laugh at my boobs..."
   "No - I won't, as long as you don't laugh at mine." It took her a 
second but she burst out laughing again.
   "You are the world's most UNromantic man! You keep ruining the 
mood... Just when I'm ready to debauch myself and let you put your 
filthy hands all over my body too!"
   Then she jumped up and started taking off her clothes, "And you talk 
too much - remember who's the virgin here!" Finally she stood there, 
fists on hips, daring me to look at her. And I did.
   Her breasts were just becoming nice handfuls and her pink nipples 
stood high and proud, hinting at great things to come. A bit of baby fat 
on her lower belly and hips but otherwise she was as svelte and sleek as 
they came. Her mound was covered only with a light down. I could see her 
glistening pussy lips and hints of the pink secrets they hide.
   Except for a small birthmark at the top of her thighs, she was smooth 
and blemish-free. And as perfectly sexy as anybody I've come across.
   "James, can I stop now? I'm getting REAL embarrased..."
   "No, stand there and I'll undress for you." I stood and took off my 
clothes, carefully working my sweats over my hardon.
   Her breath caught as it waved and jumped in front of her. "My god, 
that is so big! It's monstrous! You sure it will fit in me?"
   "Don't worry, you're designed for even bigger things," At her arched 
brows, I added, "Babies, sweatheart... you have a dirty mind. And we'll 
take things slow, we've got plenty of time."
   Dreamily, Amanda reached out and touched it. I moaned as she smiled 
warmly and put her hand around it. "Tell me what to do - your story did 
not cover this part."
   "Just rub up and down, ahh, that's good. A bit more... Oh yeah, 
higher." I showed her the sensitive crown and the skin fold on the 
underside.  Amanda happily experimented on me and soon I had to rest my 
hands on her shoulders to stay upright.
   "I have to... to sit now." I staggered back to the sofa and she knelt 
between my legs, her hand still sliding up and down.
   "Wet it in your mouth." I moaned. Without a word, she leaned down and 
wrapped her mouth on my cock. My hips surged off the sofa trying to fit 
more inside her hot, wet mouth. I could feel her tongue wagging around 
the sensitive bulb and I could see her swallowing and sucking. I pushed 
her head back.
   "Too good - don't want to come yet. Rub it on your breasts." I 
watched, mesmerized as she switched my purple glans across her breasts 
and tweaked her nipples with it. Then she held my shaft against her 
fleshy cones and rubbed her body up and down against it. Her eyes were 
closed and she started moaning.
   "Touch yourself." She settled lower and slowly moved a finger on her 
clit. Her moans became breathy sighs and she shook delicately, still 
jabbing my cock into her breasts. I waited till her tremors stopped. My 
cock had not softened the slightest.
   "I want to come in your mouth, OK?" She looked up and smiled. Amanda 
pulled her finger off her pussy and rubbed it on my erection before 
slipping it inside her mouth. She took almost 3 inches of me inside her 
tight hot mouth and started rubbing the rest with her hand. Her lips 
slipped up and down, forming a tight ring that made me moan with 
sensation. I watched her work on me, her eyes closed in concentration, 
lips stretched wide to accomodate me. Then she started sucking and I 
could not hold back. I cried out and pumped into her mouth. I could see 
her throat working to swallow my sperm but a steady stream ran past her 
lips and down her hands. I screamed silently as my body shook and arched 
for another 6 or 7 spurts. I was practically wheezing as I slowly came 
back to earth. This girl can give head or what!
   She had not released her grip on me and was watching me jerk around. 
Then she bent down to lick up the sticky stuff she had missed the first 
time around. I closed my eyes and fell back on the couch, quietly 
relishing the soft touch of her finger, her lips and her tongue. Finally 
she decided I was clean enough.
   "I think swallowing semen is definitely an acquired taste." And she 
coughed delicately to illustrate the point. "It's tart and tastes like 
chlorine."
   "Yeah, so I've been told."
   "But watching you flop and squirm like that makes it worth the 
trouble. And now I have a part of you inside me." She smiled and rubbed 
her tummy.
   I reached for her and we rolled back on the sofa. I kissed her brow, 
her eyes, and worked my way to her lips. She hugged me fiercely and her 
tongue lunged into my mouth.
   "Oww, I got chapped lips." She pulled away. I planted a soft kiss on 
them.
   "You were really great, I cannot remember ever enjoying it quite so 
much. If I weren't such a gentleman, I'd say you're a natural born 
cocksucker." Her face reddened and she nearly floored me with a punch. 
Then she smiled, stuck her tongue out and wagged it obscenely in the 
air. I kissed that too.
   I moved my lips down to her collar bone and back to her wicked 
breasts, trying to fit an entire one in my mouth. I licked a nipple as I 
teased the other with my thumb and forefinger. I took some small bites 
around the sensitive tip and soon she was humping herself against me and 
urging me down lower. I took my time, lingering at her belly button and 
top of her mound, worrying the thin wisps of down there. She had wound 
her hand in my hair to try and improve my aim.
   "Get your mouth on me you are bloody killing me! Ahhhhh-hhhhhh" I 
softly kissed her tight little folds. She smelled like grass after a 
rain, fresh and sweet. I extended my tongue and her grip tightened on my 
head. I slipped further in and I could feel the fleshy ring of her 
hymen. Amanda was tearing my hair trying to get my tongue everywhere at 
once, but after the blowjob she gave me, what's a bloody scalp?
   Her thighs locked my head tightly when I started licking her clit. 
She had both arms wrapped around my hair as well. She shook and rasped 
out her delight as I slipped a hand up to her breasts. Then I sucked the 
little fleshy nubbin in my mouth and worried it with my teeth and my 
tongue as she yelled hoarsely and shook for almost a minute. We were 
soaked in her juices and sweat and utterly sated.
   I kissed my way back to her mouth and shared her nectar with her.
   "A somewhat naughty, saucy bouquet, with great promise, wouldn't you 
say?" She giggled weakly in my ear.
   "And you sir, is a delightful cunnilinguist. I cannot recommend your 
services highly enough." We held each other while we caught our breaths 
and our bodies tried to recover.
   "Do we have time for a shower or would I run the risk of being 
castrated by your parents?" It was almost 5. We had spent the last 4 
hours making delicious love.
   "Yes, shower, but my legs are still rubbery." I collected our clothes 
and carried her upstairs to the bathroom, pausing only to flip the 
cushions over to hide a few rather large stains.
   "Upstairs, second door on the left... I love it when you hold me like 
this." She breathed into my ear as I trudged up the stairs with my 
various loads. She nestled in my arms, stuck a tongue on my nipple and 
draped her hand down to fondle me. Rather expertly too as my knees 
threatened to give way.
   "Hey, I'm going to drop you if you keep doing that!" She giggled but 
did not release me. I let her rub my erection, not seeing the need to 
deprive her of all her pleasures.
   We started the shower and I walked in with her still clinging on to 
various parts of my anatomy. Finally, she let me put her on the shower 
floor but her hands stayed attached to me. I had the most pleasurable 
job of washing her body as she hung on to my neck. I soaped her back, 
lingering at her ass and her pussy crack. Then I did her breasts and 
front. Then we used her body to apply soap to my body, causing my prick 
to rear itself again. She had enough energy to do my back and spent an 
inordinate amount of time soaping my cock and my balls, then she did a 
taste test while soaping up my ass. My cock surged again under her 
delicate attention.
   She settled on her knees and wrapped her tiny hands around me, kissed 
the tip, then around the rim, gently moving her hands up and down the 
stalk. She held it against her little breasts and rubbed my juices on 
them, watching my face. With a small smile, she kissed it again and I 
watched as her little tongue came out and lap the sides and into the 
crevice between the skin. Then she place her mouth over the angry red 
bulb and slipped it in. She did not take me very deep, just past the fat 
crown, tightening her lips to caressed the sensitised surface. I moaned 
and she hmm'd back, rolling her tongue across the engorged surface of my 
cock. In time with her hand, she bobbed her head, slowly gaining speed 
as my hips jerked to try and force myself deeper. Suddenly, my balls 
roiled and discharged everything it had in several gut-tearing 
convultions. She swallowed and continued jacking until I had surrendered 
all my cum into her mouth.
   We were completely spent after that and so I hugged her wet slippery 
body to me, as I tried to dry the both of us. Finally I wrapped her up 
in a towel and carried her to her room, which was done up all pink and 
frilly with about a thousand stuffed animal. I tucked her in and kissed 
her face as her eyes closed.




James
Part 1. The Essay.

Chapter 4

I called Jules as promised and we arranged for her to drop by later that 
evening. I made a big sandwich and ate that in front of the TV as I 
tried to sort out this incredible week - and the lovely ladies who 
played such a major role in it. I could not conceive of a way that could 
resolve the situation without hurting one or more of them - and frankly, 
I did not want to lose what I shared with each one of them.
   I was plagued with guilt feelings but I was too selfish to do the 
right thing, whatever that might be. So I did the next best thing - I 
ignored the problem and went to sleep, setting my watch alarm for 8 
o'clock.

I felt more refreshed after my nap, even though my body ached with the 
unaccustomed exercises I had been demanding from it. I desperately 
needed to get back into shape. I went through a 10 minute limbering up 
process and took another shower.
   The car went with Mom and Dad so I drove the minivan to pick Jules 
up. She had a jean jacket over a matching skirt, which only reached 
halfway down her thighs. I stared and she dimpled at my reaction as she 
pecked me on the lips.
   "James, do you mind of we don't, you know... screw tonight? I'm kinda 
sore down there." She bit her lip and blushed. "I would if you want to, 
but we could do other... things."
   "Don't worry, Jules. I'm happy with whatever you want. How 'bout 
something to eat and we can pick up a video?" She leaned over and kissed 
me again, letting her hand drop on my thigh. She squeezed and my cock 
received a sudden flow of blood.
   "Careful, don't start anything you can't finish!" She giggled but 
behaved herself all the way to the mall. Over burgers I asked her about 
her "homework" with Brenda.
   "I told her that we were back together and then I had to tell her a 
bit about last night..."
   "Why?"
   "Well she said I was walking bowlegged..." She giggled delightedly. 
"I told her you were really big and I could barely take you. And then 
I'd hurt for days afterwards."
   "Stop, I don't think my ego could take much more!"
   "Well anyways, Brenda sort of filled in the rest. She said, 'And you 
dated Mark because of that?' So I just nodded. And she tried to get more 
details but I said I couldn't talk about it because it got me too 
horny." She stuck her tongue out at me and smiled, "And I was too, every 
time I start thinking about you I'd get all hot and bothered and my 
boobs and my pussy starts throbbing."
   "Are they now?" She nodded her head firmly.
   I tried to wipe the grin off my face. "But first, we got a couple of 
stops to make..."
   I took her to a drugstore.
   "Are you ready for this?" I asked.
   "For what?"
   I picked up a 12-pack of Trojans and handed it to her, along with a 
ten. "You pay for it."
   She turned beet red when she realized what it was.
   I waited until she shuffled off. I stayed well back and watched her 
squirm under the calculating eye of the matronly cashier.
   "My god, that was the most embarrassing moment of my life... It was 
hell!" She was gasping and shaking against me as I rejoined her outside, 
"Next time I'll just shoplift!"
   "Wait, I forgot the change!" Sure enough the lady at the cash was 
waving her back, I could see them talk but I couldn't make out any 
words.
   "She said you look like a nice boy and hope you'll treat me nice my 
first time!" She blushed. "But she said next time, you should get them 
yourself." She giggled.
   Then she looked at me and said, "But it's a wicked feeling knowing 
I'm doing it FOR you, sort of grown up and sophisticated." She rubbed 
herself against me in a most unsophisticated way as we wandered 
arm-in-arm in search of a video place, mindlessly enjoying our closeness 
and new-found intimacy.
   She started looking at videos and I stood up close behind her and 
hugged her, my arms across her midriff. The shelves provided some cover 
so I slid my hand under her jacket and up. To my surprise she did not 
have a bra on and her nipples were already hard and pulsing. I started 
teasing it and she ground her butt against my cock.
   "Fuck the video, let's get out of here!" She hissed.
   I grabbed her hand and rushed us out of the mall. We jumped in the 
van, breathless from exertion and need and locked in a hot wet kiss. 
Then she pulled back.
   "James..." She slouched low against the passenger door and slowly 
eased opened her leg and lifted it up. In the gloom I could see a 
widening damp spot on her white panties. Thank god there were no people 
around.
   "Just touch me... gently..." She moaned dreamily as I rubbed my thumb 
over her panty-covered wetness. I found her hard clit and rolled small 
circles on it. She was moaning and twitching her thighs around my hand. 
She pressed her cunt against me and shook as she climaxed. It took her 
five minutes before she opened her eyes.
   "Oh, that was good. You got me so hot! Hmmm..." Then an evil smile 
came to her face. "Well, thank you for a lovely evening. You can take me 
home now..." I looked at her incredulously and she burst out laughing.
   Still giggling, she plonked herself on my lap, adjusting to avoid 
crushing my erection and wound her arms around my neck. "You shoulda 
seen your face, my poor baby," and kissed me tenderly. "Mama will look 
after you, don't worry!"
   I lisped out, "Oh, you women, you just take and take, then discard us 
like a kleenex. I... I feel so USED!" She buried her head in my shoulder 
and laughed and chortled and laughed some more. Then she kissed my neck 
and bit me.
   She swung around to straddle me. A dreamy look came over her as she 
rubbed her pussy on my straining cock, locking my mouth in a hot kiss 
full of tongue and promises. I slipped my hands under her jacket until I 
had command of both her little titties, fingering them in time to her 
moans.
   She reached down and unzipped me and carefully took me out. After a 
bit of fumbling and swearing, she slipped my cock around her panties and 
a bit into her steaming vagina. She hissed in pain and frustration.
   "It hurts..." With a grunt she drove down on me. The heat and 
friction was incredible, I wanted to ram her down but she was sobbing in 
pain as she gingerly lifted herself off me.
   "Oh god, I'm sorry, I can't do it. I want to so much but you're so 
bloody big..." She collapsed back on her seat shaking in her 
frustration..  I struggled to replace my pounding hardon and she stopped 
me. "Give me a minute, OK?"
   "You don't have to do this..." I couldn't believe I said that.
   "I want to, OK? Just let me rest a bit..." So like a dweeb I sat 
there, my flagpole waving in the breeze, waiting for security to rush in 
and arrest me with cameras flashing. I knew she was fine when Jules 
pointed at it and started giggling.
   "You're hurting his feelings!" She burst out in a fresh giggling fit 
but with an effort she stopped. She slithered over to my dejected cock.
   "Hi my pet, lonesome tonight?" She bent it towards her face and 
planted a big sloppy kiss on it. She started lathering it up with her 
tongue.
   "You know I went to sleep tasting you all night. And when I woke up 
all I wanted to do was this..." Followed by another wet kiss that 
covered the entire top. I was amazed that there was still life in the 
old soldier, what with all the fucking and sucking it had been through 
lately. But like a trooper it perked up and aimed straight for 
JulieAnn's lips. She happily mouthed it and hummed around it.
   I placed my hand on her neck and she obediently struggled another 
inch in her mouth. Just over halfway in I bumped into her throat and she 
pulled off, eagerly jacking it up and down with her hand. She took a 
deep breath and sank down once more on my cock.
   "Oh my god." I moaned as I felt her throat accept me. Like a little 
cunt, it stroked me and surrounded me with a velvety heat. Encouraged, 
she immersed herself at her task, each stroke taking more of my shaft 
into her hot mouth. I started shaking, not sure how much more I can 
take.
   Suddenly strange noises alerted me to my surroundings. Someone was 
trying to get into the car next to us. Jules froze with half my cock 
stuck in her mouth.
   "P-people, car" I grunted out, feebly gesturing at the mother and two 
children who were opening doors and putting their shopping away. 
Thankfully from their angle they could not see Jules hunched over my 
lap.
   Jules slowly slid her mouth off me, licking it softly. Then suddenly 
she plunged back down, forcing me into the heated furnace of her throat, 
swallowing wildly until her chin dug into my leg and her rasping breath 
was in my pubic hair.
   "A-arrrggggr," I moaned. My entire cock was drawn deep into the wet 
vacuum of her throat. She pulled back and dove down again, not stopping 
until she hit bottom. In two blood draining strokes Jules brought my 
load boiling up from my balls.
   I could barely strangle my scream as I came. The mother was peering 
curiously at me, and I pretended to be asleep while trying to make my 
grunts of lustful delight sound like snores. She must have thought it 
was a horrible nightmare the way I was jerking about.
   The family took off in a squeal of tires and I got back to the 
serious business of pumping into Jules' little throat. I cried out, 
trying to force more blood into my cock, so that it could burrow deeper 
into the soft caressing tissues of her throat. I shivered and shot, then 
shivered and shot some more.
   Suddenly I realized that I had my hand in a death grip on JulieAnn's 
neck and quickly let go, she pulled up gasping for breath and coughing. 
She looked accusingly at me, wiping away tears and blowing her nose with 
the tissue I sheepishly handed her.
   "Jeez, sorry Jules, I'm really sorry, I got carried away. I don't 
know what came over me but when you did that..." I sighed.
   She ignored me, looked at my now deflated cock and bent down to give 
it a kiss. "I'm not talking to that brute," pointing up at me, "but we 
had a wonderful time, didn't we?" And sucked my cock back into her 
mouth. The damned traitor stood up and gave her a feeble salute before 
drooping again.
   "Oh, my poor baby's tired. Go to sleep now..." She tucked my penis 
back in my pants and patted it before resting her head on my chest.
   I did not say anything, luxuriating in the tingly interlude after an 
unbelievable orgasm with a gorgeously hot woman.
   "It was wild!" Jules finally said, breathlessly, "It was so NASTY, 
I've never felt closer to you than right now. I could FEEL every part of 
your thing inside my mouth and then, like, those people not five feet 
away! What a trip!" She shivered with forbidden delight, "I'm soaked 
again..." She slipped her panties off and handed them to me, "Dammit 
James, you better buy me some new panties!"
   She turned and perched her little ass on my leg and grabbed my hand, 
thrusting it in her crotch, "Feel!" she ordered before she started 
kissing me. Her hole was running with fluids and she started shaking as 
soon as I inserted my finger. I was afraid of hurting her so I gently 
frigged her, but she had other ideas.
   "Harder, god, harder! Fill me up! Fuck me, you bastard." She screamed 
as she opened her legs and jammed my hand against her, "Ohmygodohmygod, 
so good. Fuck me! Oh Fuck me..."
   I pulled her face to me and stifled her screams with my mouth as I 
forced two fingers in her tight hole. She went wild, riding my hand and 
screaming her pleasure out. The whole car shook and I just prayed we 
weren't attracting too big a crowd.
   Finally Jules slowed down and sank on my chest. I used her panties to 
wipe some of the moisture from her abused hole. It was red and puffy.
   "Owww, it hurts!" She was silent for a bit, "I kinda went crazy back 
there didn't I? Man, but what a trip!"
   I cannot agree with her more as I disengaged us and got the car 
started. The cinema was emptying and the parking lot was filling up with 
people.
   Jules ducked down, trying to make herself more presentable. Her 
position had hitched her skirt high and I could see right up her legs, 
her thin blond thatch and the most tantalizing view of her little pussy.
   "Hubba hubba!" I grinned at her. When she realized what I was leering 
at, she mouthed an obscenity and stuck her middle finger out at me from 
between her legs. I burst out laughing and collapsed on the wheel 
giggling and wheezing. Tears poured from my eyes and I had difficulty 
catching my breath. I had to go to the bathroom bad.
   She straightened up and fixed her lipstick in the mirror, ignoring my 
plight. I was just getting some composure back when she announced, quite 
officiously, "Home, James!" I almost died right there from laughing so 
hard.
   But I really had to take her home, it was almost curfew. I went to 
bed totally exhausted and added a second pair of Jules' panties to my 
collection.




James
Part II. In Training.

Chapter 5


I woke up Sunday morning knowing what I should do. I got dressed and 
dialed the phone.
   "Hello, Nicole..., er, Mme Petitcoeur..." I suddenly got this cold 
hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach and my bright idea was no longer 
that brilliant. My anxiety got worse as the silence dragged on.
   "Hi... lover..." She said with a sexy chuckle. My insides had turned 
to jello, but the sun shone, birds sang and the world was fine again. I 
let my pent up breath out in a whoosh.
   "Can I ask you a favor? Can I come by and use your gym?" It came out 
all jumbled together, but to her credit, she did not hesitate and 
promptly agreed.
   I hung up after assuring her I could find my way there.

I drove past the gate and pulled up in the circular drive of her big 
white house. It was even more impressive in the daylight. She stood by 
the door and I handed her the white roses that I had picked up on the 
way over. She looked at them and her hands shook.
   She threw herself at me in a fearsome clinch and gave me a long soft 
tearful smile before pulling me inside and closing the door.
   She looked at the floor. "Thank you James, It is very sweet and 
thoughtful.... I'm overwhelmed..."
   I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
   "I only want to make you happy, my princess." She smiled again, to a 
chorus of angels. She stood there in a white halter top and chinos, 
looking so incredibly young and vulnerable, And so amazingly sexy. My 
heart was pounding, bells were ringing in my head and I couldn't 
breathe. I was afraid I was drooling.
   Suddenly we were kissing, her breasts pressing into me, my hands 
mauling the firm flesh inside her pants. We stripped our clothes off and 
I lifted her, wrapping her legs around my waist as my surging cock found 
her moistness. She sank down on me with a moan and started bouncing on 
my raging penis. All around us, lewd images of our coupling danced on 
the glass and mirrored surfaces.
   She tightened her grip on me, driving my cock into her womanhood. We 
ground our sex together, trying to milk the last bit of pleasure from 
our fucking. Time stopped and nothing mattered except for the supreme 
bliss we were sharing.
   "Wow!" we echoed each other as the last delightful tremor went 
through our body and we regained some awareness.
   I carried her over to the living room where I laid her down. She 
looked dreamily up at me and stroked my leg. She laid there, allowing me 
to drown in her breathtaking beauty.
   "I will never tire of looking at you..." I said, "I only wish I could 
show and return the joy you have given me. My princess." I knelt at her 
side and buried my face in her soft belly. She stroked my hair and cried 
some happy tears as she pulled my face up to hers.
   "I am yours, forever. You can look or do with me as you wish. My 
Knight." I kissed her, gently, our lips barely touching, and it spoke 
volumes of what our furious lovemaking could not.
   I knelt at her side, our arms entwined and rested my head on her soft 
breasts and we savored the gently afterglow of our climax, until a 
numbness in my leg told me I'd cut off the circulation to them too long.
   "Nicole, I need to use your gym. I need to get back in shape."
   "Your shape is fine", she murmured, putting my hand on her sex. I did 
some cursory exploration and she started getting wet again.
   "I have an important competition soon and I'll be up against the best 
63-kilos around. I have to be in the best shape I can be!"
   "Will it improve our sex?" She snickered a little, then a pause, "My 
god, that's perverse. For ten years I did not even think about sex and 
now... now I'm obsessed with it! After you leave, all I do is dream 
about making mad passionate love with you. Nonstop." She sighed but let 
me drag her up and she took me down the long sweeping stairs.
   I was busy ogling her delicious backside when suddenly she stopped. I 
looked up and drooled some more. She had easily the best equipped gym 
west of the Mississippi, with four different Nautilus machines, power 
joggers, rowers, bicycles, steps and dead weight benches. They all 
looked new but well used. An AV system, sauna and a whirlpool completed 
the setup.
   "Wow," I said, after taking it in, "I think I'm gonna come."
   She chuckled and cupped my cock, "Not on the carpet, dear."

Once started, she was all business, putting me on her own regimen but 
doubling the load and the duration. She kept me company on the machines 
and I had an eyeful watching her lithe body work itself up a sheen.
   I pushed myself for an extra 15 minutes to make up for the evil I'd 
done to my body. Finally, I staggered to the whirlpool where my lovely 
siren had been soaking. I plopped down beside her and let my temperature 
equalize. I put my head on her shoulders and she opened herself so I 
could lean back in her embrace.
   She caressed my chest and then she said, "You have a girlfriend, 
don't you."
   "Ah, yes. Well, we had sort of broken up before but we made up 
again." She tightened her arms about me to stop me from turning around.
   "James, I think I already knew you had a girlfriend when I let what 
happened last Thursday happen. I'm very sorry if I caused you any 
problems." Her tears dropped on my back. I dreaded where this 
conversation might be leading.
   I broke free of her arms and turned to face her. Her big eyes were 
brimming with tears and it tore at my soul.
   "Listen, Nicole" I grabbed her hands and said fiercely, "I wanted it 
to happen as much as you did, if not more. What I did, I did of my own 
free will. What I GIVE, I give of my own free will. I want to be with 
you, you are kind and sweet and I cannot have a better teacher than you 
- in every aspect. We are RIGHT for each other." She held me tightly and 
I did not let her go.
   We blubbered a bit more into each other, then we went for a shower. I 
told her a little about Jules, how we were enjoying discovering and 
experimenting, "Nicole, I like Jules, even love her, but with her it is 
a very close, very intimate friendship, but not the head-over-heels, 
earth-shattering type of love I feel for you." She turned to me and held 
me.
   I ran my hands down her soft smooth back and without warning, my cock 
sprang up between us. She took a step back, eyes glittering at my 
unexpected erection.
   "I see what you mean..." She held it in her hands, then let go. I was 
afraid she was mad at me. "We cannot let you come now - you have to eat 
first, otherwise, you can't replace the muscle loss." She said 
matter-of-factly. As difficult as it was, I had to defer to her 
expertise, considering what a marvelous job she had done with her own 
musculature.
   As a consolation, she let me finger her to a languid orgasm, since 
her fluids were so much easier to replace.
   She wanted to go out for food so I got back into my sweats and jeans. 
She put on a white dress and decided a bra was unnecessary. The hint of 
her dark nipples was incredibly exciting and I was afraid she was going 
to be attacked. By me.
   She offered the Bimmer but I chickened out, not having driven 
standard before. So we "settled" for the Mercedes S-class, now THAT I 
could handle.
   We went down the other side of the hill to the town there. It was a 
blast, driving with the sunroof back and the best looking woman anywhere 
sitting next to me. I swear everyone looked admiringly at us - at one of 
us, at least.
   We parked at the restaurant and Anton the maitre d' called her 
"Madame Petitcoeur". She introduced me as "My dear friend Mr Mitchell", 
with a slight emphasis on the "dear". That earned me a "Monsieur". It 
was all terribly impressive and I resolved not to disappoint her.
   I was happy to let her order for us and I ended up with a bloody-rare 
18oz rib steak while she had a slab of pink salmon almost as thick, with 
salad greens and baked potato. And red wine. There was just a little 
smalltalk as we wolfed down the delicious meal. I would have been happy 
with fries and a pop with the company she offered.
   At the end of the meal, she just told the waiter, "Put it on our 
tab," and that was that, saving me the awkwardness of trying to pay for 
a clearly exorbitant meal with the $5 and change I had. We were 
extremely satisfied and a bit giddy when we left the restaurant. I had 
never had a more enjoyable time.
   "James, would you let me get you some clothes? For when you are at 
the house, of course." Which was fine by me, since I knew I didn't have 
the kind of wardrobe that I needed to accompany her.
   The gentleman at the haberdashery took about a hundred measurements, 
pausing only to hmmm meaningfully at my bicep and inseam measurements, 
and then we were done. Apparently it will be sent to her house whenever. 
It was all a daze to me.
   Outside the store, I looked at Nicole to thank her and saw in her 
eyes the same need I felt, so we raced, quite inelegantly, to the car 
and back to her house.

Our clothing littered the stairs as we ran to her bedroom. I tackled her 
on her bed and latched my mouth on her hungry sex. She was moaning and 
begging me to let her touch me but I stayed out of reach until I had 
lapped her to a shaking and groaning orgasm. The shape I was in, it 
would not have taken much for me to lose it, and I wasn't sure how much 
I had left, even after the sumptuous meal we shared.
   She was still gasping from her orgasm when I climbed on her and drove 
into her in one smooth stroke. She smiled dreamily as she welcomed me in 
her arms. This time the edge was off and we made languorous love, 
deliberately holding back and delaying our pleasure as it peaked and 
peaked. Finally, with a shuddering yell, I came in her, and she cried as 
she opened up to receive it.
   I rolled us onto our sides and we laid like that for a long while.
   "I have to go", I whispered, "My family is coming back this afternoon 
and..." She kissed me to silence and held me.
   "I'll look forward to Tuesday, my love." she whispered.

I had just had my shower when the phone rang and Jules invited herself 
over, in another short skirt, plaid this time. Then Mom and Dad drove in 
with Erin. They looked around suspiciously, clearly expecting to see the 
house trashed.
   "Have you been here long, JulieAnn?" Mom wanted to know.
   "No, I just got here, Mrs Mitchell."
   "C'mon Mom, do you think Jules is gonna admit to you that she's been 
staying here the last two days?" Erin, I love her dearly but sometimes I 
think I would enjoy slowly strangling her.
   "Actually, we HAVE been here two days," My lover batted her lashes, 
"Looking over stuff in your room". Erin yelped and ran upstairs.
   Mom made some tea and decided to go for a rest until dinnertime. Dad 
had gone to gas and wash the car. Nobody said I couldn't, so I took 
Jules to my bedroom.
   Jules sat on the bed and I moved next to her.
   "Wow, look at the moon." She breathed.
   "Hmmm, so much has happened since then." She put her head on my 
shoulders and sighed.
   "Do you ever regret having sex with me?" She looked up and said, "No, 
never. It was right and good and I would do it again. And again..." she 
added in a  whisper. I put my arms around her and she hugged me back.
   "That's good, because I want you very much..."
   She nestled her head deeper and whispered, "I just wish I didn't hurt 
so much. It's all puffy and raw today." She looked at me, "You wanna 
see?" I choked on my answer and she started laughing.
   "God, James, you're such a wuss."
   "And you Jules, are such a nympho!"
   She giggled delightedly, "Thanks, I think... I'm beginning to 
understand what is meant by an 'Enlightening Experience', which is what 
this is to me. To think that it took me all this time to learn enough to 
get over my inhibitions and learn to enjoy the freedom. I was so damned 
smug about being pure and all that shit... And making it so tough on 
you..." She trailed off.
   "You know what I want to do now?" She leaned over and nibbled my ear, 
rubbing her boob on my arm, "I want to lick your big fat cock until you 
are begging for mercy. Then I want you to stick it inside my mouth as 
far as it will go... I want you to hold my head down,... like the last 
time..." Her eyes got all misty and glazed, "You hold me tight... I have 
to take you deep... all the way down... and I couldn't breathe... and 
you just hold me down... down there... you get bigger and bigger... and 
then you get real hot and you shoot and shoot... and you MAKE me swallow 
your stuff..." She shuddered against me. I was panting something fierce 
myself. I hugged her tightly.
   "You know what I'd be doing if we were alone?" Jules kissed and 
licked my neck excitedly, "You mean AFTER you brutally abuse my mouth 
with your big fat cock?"
   "Yeah, you'd be on your hands and knees and I'll tongue you until you 
BEG me to fuck you. Then I'll rub your little clit some more but I won't 
let you get off. I'll stop and you'll scream for me to fuck you." She 
was squeezing and rubbing her legs together.
   "James, do you think you could touch me a little if I turn the other 
way?" She faced towards the end of the bed and lifted her crotch over my 
hand. I must admit it only looked partially indecent, her skirt 
effectively hiding my hand.
   "OK, remember you're on your hand and knees, all quivering like 
and..."
   "Dammit. I AM quivering, like. Will you touch me before I scream?"
   I placed my finger over her wet spot and found her clit. She rested 
her head on her arms and sighed contentedly.
   "So there you are on your hands and knees, putty in my capable 
hands..." I made some abstract strokes and she moaned, "Yes, yes, 
putty... Your hands..."
   "Unbeknownst to you..."
   She raised her head and blinked her eyes, "Unbeknownst? Your command 
of the English Language is truly astounding. Ahh-ahhh-mmmm." Her head 
dropped down.
   "And my command of the female anatomy is equally impressive..." I 
rubbed her some more as her legs started flexing on my hand.
   "Hmmm... Harder..." Tiny shivers were rocking her.
   "Anyways, unbeknownst to our squirming heroine, I have applied a 
liberal coating of Vaseline to my truly monstrous member." She started 
shaking.
   "Oh god, not Mr Monstrous Member! Oh no, oh...!" She started humping 
on my digit.
   "With supreme mastery, and diabolic forethought, I impale you to the 
hilt. The lubrication allows me to slip in, without the slightest 
discomfort, until our burning bodies are joined." She was moaning into 
my bed and wriggling her butt most attractively.
   "I pull back, until I was almost out, just the fat tip nuzzling your 
cunt..."
   "Aa-aah, nuzzling my cunt... yes, fat tip... nuzzling my cunt, 
ohmygod. I'm coming..." And come she did, as she jerked about in her 
sexual frenzy, stuffing her screams with my blanket.
   "Oh lord. That was good." She said after an extended bout of moaning 
and shaking. "I think I would have gotten off even if you didn't touch 
me... nuzzling my cunt..." Jules rolled her tongue around her new 
vocabulary gleefully.

After that, arm in arm, I walked Jules home - her family liked to have 
Sunday dinner together.
   "James, I'm sorry I couldn't get you off. You know I want to, right?"
   "Jules, I'm happy just to be with you, honest. The sex thing can wait 
a bit until you stop hurting."
   She hugged me to her body and said, "And I'll get the Vaseline for 
next time. I think it will work."
   She gave me a warm kiss and ran up her drive. I could see a flash of 
her tight buns - she'd left me her panties again.




James
Part II. In Training.

Chapter 6

Erin confronted me at the door, "You guys didn't really go through my 
room, did you?"
   "No, Peanut, we didn't touch any of your stuff." I ruffled her hair 
fondly.
   "You know, you two were making an awful racket in your room just now 
- I had to turn up the radio so Mom couldn't hear."
   "Uh, thanks. Jules got a little carried away..."
   "So you guys are back together, huh? What happened this weekend? 
She's totally different, kinda... wild!"
   "No, she's discovered something new about herself, that's all."
   "...and you're different too, more confident."
   "Whatever..."
   Dinner was early so everyone can get rested for the week ahead. I 
told Mom I had to finish some homework over at Mrs Cipola's and took 
off, getting out of washing dishes because Mom was pleased I'd kept the 
place so tidy.

I parked around the corner from the address Amanda gave me. There was 
only a dim light in the front room. I tapped on the door and she rushed 
me in. She looked so sweet, hair tied up, wearing a white blouse and a 
tight denim skirt. She stood there, fidgeting uncertainly.
   "Come here," I opened my arms and she jumped up on me. Her lips found 
mine and she gave me another soul-wrenching kiss. She clung on to me as 
I walked to the living room. Her school books were lying there but not 
opened.
   "I was so scared you wouldn't come. I missed you." She said, 
clenching me tight.
   "I told you I'd come. And I mean everything I said." She squirmed 
until she was all curled up on my lap.
   "What time are they coming back?" I said, running my hand through her 
fragrant hair.
   "No later than eleven, maybe 10:30." I held her as she fidgeted.
   "I'm sorry we don't have much time. What do you want to do?" She said 
from somewhere in my chest.
   "I thought I'd sit here and talk and cuddle with you."
   "James, please, I'll do ANYTHING you want me to, but we have to be 
quick!"
   "Hey, this is exactly what I want to do. Aren't you happy?"
   "Yes, but it's just... just that I don't know when I can see you 
again, and, I'm afraid..."
   "Mandie, there's nothing to be afraid about. I told you, we can wait 
until the time and everything is right!"
   "No," She looked up, "I'm afraid after tonight I'll never see you 
again - so we have to do it tonight, right now."
   I held her as she tried to squirm off my lap.
   "Amanda, listen to me." I waited until her struggles stilled.
   "You are an incredibly beautiful girl. I would not want to leave you 
even if you tell me to. What we share is already so amazing, there is no 
need to rush into things unless we know it's something both of us will 
enjoy." She was quiet for a long time, then she put her face and arms on 
my chest.
   "James, I'm so scared of disappointing you. I know guys need to have 
sex all the time and, and you must need it a lot." I felt my face flush 
with embarrassment.
   "Some people use sex as a replacement for love and affection - but 
right now, I'm getting all the love and affection I can ever need. I'm 
happy, even without sex." I murmured against her hair. "Let me ask you, 
what do YOU want to do?"
   "I want to curl up like this and have your big arms around me, but I 
don't know, I haven't done anything else, except... except the other 
thing."
   "What other thing would that be?"
   "You know... make you shoot in my mouth..." In a barely audible 
whisper, "Cocksucking."
   "At which you are undoubtledly a rare natural-born talent."
   She giggled, "Really?"
   "Absolutely really. It's like when you kiss, you apply every part of 
your being behind it. You are only conscious of what the other person's 
needs are."
   "I don't know how to do it any other way.'
   "That's why you are a natural, an absolutely fantastic natural!"
   She beamed radiantly, then leaned up and applied her art of kissing 
on me, and I immersed myself in the warmth, the tenderness and the love 
in that simple contact.
   Suddenly I realized she had somehow unzipped me and was trying to 
wrestle my boner out.
   "I told you you don't have to do this!"
   "But you also wanted to know what I wanted to do! I want to do this!" 
So I resigned myself to the whims of the little 12 year old. She 
shimmied out of her panties and she was already soaked.
   And way too small.
   She rubbed her vagina on me deliciously but she could barely get 
around the tip. I stopped her.
   "I can do this, James, just help me. I can take it!" I picked her off 
my cock and sat her down, with her cunt lips nestled along my penis. She 
rubbed herself on me happily.
   "Isn't this a whole lot more fun than trying to fit that big ugly 
thing inside?"
   "Mmm-hmmm. It's nice. But it isn't real sex until I get your big ugly 
thing inside." She slid her bottom along me enthusiastically. I lifted 
her top and played with her hard nipples and breasts. I traced the flesh 
as they pulled away from her chest and up the gentle slope to her 
swollen points. I wet my fingers and flicked their rubbery hardness.
   "Oh, oh, James. Oh, I'm close!"
   I bent and kissed her, our tongue lashing in their own lusty dance. 
She moaned and shook along my cock for long minutes. She curled up and 
hummed happily in my embrace.
   After a while she shifted around and blood surged anew in my cock as 
she wrapped both her hands on me, pumping me in our mingled liquids. 
Then she turned to take me in her mouth.
   "Mandie, you don't have to do this for me. I'm happy enough as it 
is."
   "Listen James Mitchell, I want to do this. For once in my life, I can 
do something special with my mouth besides get cavities. And it's 
important for me to know you enjoy it... that you enjoy me... Besides, 
it's got proteins and will make by boobies grow." She stated. I was 
aghast at what they teach at her school.
   She sat up and carefully removed her clothes as I tore mine off. 
Despite my noble speech, I was as horny as I'd ever been, from being 
close to her and touching her lovely smooth body, her down fringed pussy 
and her tight breasts that quivered with her every movement. Just her 
presence inflamed me.
   "Hurry, it's almost ten!" I urged as she leisurely folded her skirt 
and waved her tush around.
   "Jeez, don't get in a tizzy. All we need is ten minutes." Her 
confidence was most assuring.
   In the faint glow she knelt down and took my cock, covering the tip 
with soft open mouth kisses, then she licked it, slowly pulling the skin 
down and licking the uncovered area, lightly at first but applying more 
pressure as my cock grew. When I was fully erect she put both her hands 
on the shaft and slipped her soft lips over the tip, moving them in 
harmony. I gripped the sofa as waves of unbelievably agonising sweetness 
washed over me. In three minutes I was grunting and humping my hips 
wildly. And in five minutes she was sucking a burning load of sperm from 
me as I gasped for my life. She didn't spill a drop.
   She smacked her lips and climbed back on me. "Pooh, not even close to 
ten minutes. James, you're slipping." I uncrossed my eyes and took deep 
shuddering breaths.
   "It wasn't fair, I wouldn't have come if you weren't flashing your 
body at me all the time and teasing me with lewd suggestions."
   "Oh really? Next time I'll bet you can't last ten either!" I knew a 
losing proposition when I hear one, so I said nothing.
   "James, there WILL be a next time, won't there?"
   "Yes, my lovely Amanda..." I clutched her to me, "My sweet Mandie 
Chip, there will be many more next times, even if I lose our bet each 
and every time." She sighed happily.
   We arranged to communicate using email so we could meet when we had 
time off. We got dressed and I had to go. The last thing I saw was her 
elfin face smiling sadly at me from the darkened window.



James
Part II. In Training.

Chapter 7

I could see Jules was excited, she was literally jumping up and down as 
I went to collect her for school.
   "You won't believe this. You know Brenda and Sara was over last 
night, right? So I was telling them how you almost split me in two with 
Mr Monstrous Member..." We both blushed.
   "Don't you guys ever talk about anything BUT sex?"
   "Sure! Normally we just diss people. However, right now the hottest 
topic in school is you, my love. Naturally we have to talk about you, 
and Mr Monstrous Member of course, since I have first hand knowledge." 
She said smugly, "So, I'm telling them, one incredible fuck with you 
leaves me hobbling for DAYS. So who but little Miss Sara comes right out 
and says, 'I can take him!'"
   "Are we talking about Miss 
I-have-to-wipe-the-toilet-seat-or-I'll-get-pregnant Sara?"
   "Yes" Jules was giggling.
   "Miss Oh-Brenda-can-I-kiss-your-ass Sara?"
   "Yes!" Jules was hyperventilating. "Stop it!"
   "Has she even been KISSED yet?"
   "Well, yes, a couple of times. And she's touched her 4-month-old 
cousin's weewee." She leaned on me and hiccupped helplessly.
   The bus driver looked anxiously at us, wondering perhaps if Emergency 
wasn't a more appropriate destination.
   By the time we got to school she could breathe without too much 
wheezing and her hiccups have mostly stopped.

"So I've invited her to do the deed with you." She deadpanned, just as 
we began the obligatory arm-in-arm stroll through the school halls to 
make sure everyone knew that we were, once again, "hangin'".
   "Do I ever get consulted about these things?"
   "I'm telling you now, aren't I?"
   "Can I say no?"
   "No." She dimpled and stopped me in the middle of the hall. Then 
openmouthed, she tongue kissed me just as Mark and six of his linebacker 
friends came by. I knew I was dead, as she had reduced my knees to 
water, too weak to stand on, let alone to escape on.
   Fortunately my reputation must have preceded me, because other than 
some highly improbable observations about my ancestry and extended 
middle fingers they walked right by.
   "Shit, that was EXCITING." Breathed my lovely companion as we rounded 
a corner. "I'm soooo wet!"
   She wiped a finger on her crotch and shoved it under my nose, 
"Smell." Which I dutifully did. And caused pandemonium with the dozen or 
so young ladies whose space we had intruded on.
   Further back, Brenda and her charge were also watching the interplay. 
Sara's face had turn the same fiery color as Brenda's hair, but to her 
credit she did not run. Jules kissed me sloppily and said, "See you at 
lunch!" and headed off with her friends.
   My one good deed done, I switched on my enigmatic smile and went off 
to class.

I got a jolt of reality when I went to English and realized how much of 
Amanda's good looks came from her mother. The same dark complexion, full 
lips, thin nose, penetrating blue eyes and haughty brow. I stared at Mrs 
Cipola as she informed me that she thought my revised essay good enough 
for the Regional Literary Award contest, and asked me if I wanted her to 
submit it for me. I mumbled something affirmative - my mind was numb 
because when she smiled, Amanda looked just like her. I realized I 
missed Amanda's vibrant spirit more than I was willing to admit.
   The lunch bell went and I escaped to the cafeteria. I was staring in 
my plate of brown slop when my dear love plopped down on my lap and 
bussed me on the lips, which cheered me up immensely.
   Brenda and Sara joined us and their conversation flowed around me as 
I tried to decide what I had just eaten.
   "So, I figure we can go to my place after school." JulieAnn brightly 
informed sundry and all, "Celeste has orchestra and we'll have the house 
for 3 hours."
   "Me too?" I piped up. They all laughed as if it was the funniest joke 
in the world.
   "Of course, and bring Mr MM!" They all chortled, except Sara, who had 
the grace to blush, rather prettily too, as it turned out.

The afternoon dragged by and I went to speak with Coach Wilson. I told 
him I had booked appointments for extra weights training at the NPC Gym 
Tuesday and Wednesday, and if I could get a note for those days. To my 
surprise he gave me both afternoons off. I thanked him profusely and was 
just about to phone Nicole with the great news when he motioned me back.
   "And Mr Mitchell, I suggest you don't fool around with the football 
team member's girlfriends. Next time I will not intercede for you." I 
did not feel the need to inform him that it was MY girlfriend who had 
been fool-around-with'd. I did however thank him for saving my skin.
   I got to a pay phone and left a message with Nicole. We had 
previously arranged to meet behind the school delivery area so I just 
changed the time to noon.

I was jumped by the girls as soon as I emerged from the school building. 
I guess my beloved did not want to risk losing her stud fee.
   They hustled me all the way upstairs to Jules' bedroom, not relaxing 
their guard until the door was locked and Brenda had perched herself in 
a chair in front of it.
   "What's Brenda doing here?"
   "Well she's part of the plan!"
   "You have to go - you don't get to watch unless I get to do you too." 
Her face fell and she shuffled toward the door.
   "Don't mind him," said my loving sweetheart, "He can only do it twice 
in a row. I'll take care of him." Brenda resumed her guard position.
   To get things rolling, JulieAnn told me to use my "special kiss" on 
Sara. So I did, and dragged it out to a full 10 minutes, by which time 
Sara was semi-comatose on the bed.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Jules said.
   I licked Sara around the ears and down her neck as she feebly held my 
hand. She smelled nice, of almonds and strawberries. I nibbled her lips 
as I unbuttoned her shirt. I could see her hand twitching to stop me but 
it never made it.
   She had a baby blue bra which could not contain more than half her 
impressive boobs. Thankfully the catch was in the front, which popped 
open deftly enough. Her bra cups virtually exploded from the contained 
forces of the generous beauties they held.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Jules said.
   The poor darlings had red welts where the bra had cut into them.  So 
I spent a long time soothing and kissing them while Jules tugged Sara's 
pants off. Sara must be a 36C and a really nice handful. Her nipples 
were dark brown and stood up under my attention. She was moaning now and 
her legs were twitching. She had a matching pair of panties with 
"Monday" embroidered on them.
   I removed my shirt and Jules started pulling my pants off as I kissed 
Sara's plump soft pussy.
   Soon Sara was shaking and waving her legs weakly.
   I stood up and shrugged out of my shorts.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Jules agreed.
   "Where's the vaseline?" I asked Jules.
   "No vaseline." Said my angel, grinning diabolically.
   I looked at her. She stared back.
   "Er, Sara, this is gonna hurt. Do you still want to do it?"
   She looked wildly at me and shook, then nodded her head.
   "It may help if we wet it first."
   She looked at me blankly.
   "With you mouth." Jules added helpfully. "Like this." She pushed me 
on the bed next to Sara.
   "Watch, Sara." Jules slowly sank her mouth on my throbbing cock. We 
watched as inch by inch it disappeared inside her.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Sara said.
   "Ugh", I said.
   She had her nose in my stomach by now. She pumped a bit and hummed a 
little. "Jules, stop. I'm getting close!"
   Reluctantly Jules surrendered my quivering prick and grabbed Sara. 
Woodenly, Sara allowed her face to be placed at my penis. She slowly 
opened her mouth and about half an inch went in. It was a tight fit 
already.
   Her eyes looked around in panic as I forced another inch inside her 
heat. I reached over to touch her clitoris and she shook delightfully 
around my cock. I caressed it until her eyes closed and she was moaning 
on me. Then I slipped a finger in her. She was incredible tight, and 
dry. I started moving my finger in and out, pausing to flick her clit 
with my thumb. She was humming and groaning around my penis.
   Her eyes popped open and she gurgled when I tried to fit another 
finger in. I gave up and stuck my tongue in her, driving more of my cock 
in her mouth. Her hands grabbed at my arm and then fell lifelessly to 
the bed.
   "Make it wet!" I urged. Her tongue squirmed about the head. It was 
wild. Her mouth was even smaller than Amanda's and the friction was 
electric. I started diddling her hole with my tongue and soon she was 
wriggling under me, her mouth milking my cock. It was time to use it or 
lose it.
   I pushed Sara on her back and jammed my dripping cock in her hole. It 
was incredibly tight. I pushed and wiggled my ass and gradually about 2 
inches made it inside. Talk about an oven!
   "It's in?" Sara asked hoarsely.
   "Yes, and only another foot to go!" Cackled her friends.
   I went back to my labors. "Arghh, so much, so much." Sara moaned. She 
pulled on my ass and I humped another inch in. She'd pulled on my ass 
and I'd humped another bit in.
   Finally I seem to have hit bottom and no matter how much pulling and 
humping, I couldn't get any more in.
   "Sit her up." I grunted and together Brenda and Jules managed to flip 
us over.
   "Sara, you have to do this part!" She started rocking on me and a 
bright flush came over her face and her chest. She started shaking and 
moaning on me. She was sweating and her nipples had hardened into little 
buttons. As she started wailing on my cock, Jules lifted her under the 
arms and dropped her down on me.
   With a pop I sank into her womb completely. It gripped me like 
nothing I've felt and I yelled out, "I'm coming!"
   She went crazy, bouncing on my cock as I started spewing inside her. 
She collapsed on me, still mewling and groaning. I grabbed her face and 
kissed her, our tongues entangling.
   Finally, we couldn't come any more but I was still jammed deep in her 
and neither one had the energy to move.
   "My turn," declared Jules and tossed Sara aside. Sara had bled over 
my prick and around our pubic areas. Jules ran off to get a cloth to 
clean me and I was grateful for the respite.
   Suddenly a pair of lips fastened on my penis. Sara had somehow 
crawled over me and was cleaning her blood and our come off me with her 
mouth and tongue. I was stiff in a second.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Jules said, as she walked in.
   Sara dragged her body over and stuck my rigid pole in her hole. She 
was sobbing and moaning as she fucked me slowly. Her tight channel 
managed only half of my length but she somehow found all my nerve 
endings. We moaned loudly as we lurched against each other. In another 
minute I was screaming and shooting in her again.
   I was about fucked out but JulieAnn decided that since we still had 
an hour left, I had to do her as well. But she kindly allowed me a ten 
minute break, since she had to get another rag to wipe me up anyways.
   Sara had collapsed on me after a stern warning from Jules not to 
touch anything. I caressed her hair as she smiled wanly up at me. We 
shared a soft kiss. She dropped her head on my shoulder and whispered, 
"I love you." before drifting into sleep. I drifted off soon after.
   I was awakened when Jules dropped the freezing cloth over my balls. 
She was complaining that Sara bled ALL over her bed and now she'll have 
to change her sheets and everything.
   "I seem to recall it was your idea in the first place." I said 
shakily as I felt for the remains of my sexual equipment.
   "Shit, if I'd known she was gonna bleed like this I'd make her ruin 
her own bed!"
   Then she turned on me, "And who told you to screw her a second time!" 
She was practically in tears.
   Sara stirred, "I'm sorry, I got carried away and I just had to feel 
him again. I'm sorry, it's not his fault!" Jules sniffed and bent down 
to taste her work. Satisfied, she started licking, and amazingly, I 
flexed and as I grew, she swallowed more and more of me.
   "Turn around", I moaned. She kicked off her jeans and flipped her 
little cunt in my face. I placed a kiss on her blond patch, followed by 
my tongue at the tip. I licked her all the way down past her vagina, 
which still seemed very swollen. She grunted.
   "Does it hurt?" I asked.
   "Hmmm-mmm." She shook her head, then nodded, which did remarkable 
things to my cock. She did not seem too eager to have sex so I continued 
lapping her pussy. She was shaking and groaning again. Sara was looking 
over my shoulders, staring intently at Jules' blond split.
   "Jules..."
   "Hmmmmm?"
   "Do you want me to, like, nuzzle your cunt?"
   I almost lost it with her vigorous nodding. I turned our bodies so 
that I could lie part way over her. I gently parted the folds with my 
fingers and fit my mouth over her entire opening. She was happily 
humming around me. I jabbed my tongue into her cunt as I wiggled my lips 
over the labia, and her clitoris. Her legs opened up and started shaking 
in the air. She moaned and grunted as her legs started kicking, her body 
slick with sweat.
   I was close too. I rolled my body over her, driving my cock 
completely down her throat and she moaned helplessly. As my balls 
tightened and sprayed their load, I blew IN her little sex. She howled 
around my cock and almost bucked me off.
   As soon as I had done flooding her stomach, I rolled off her. She was 
bright red in her face as she wheezed and coughed. Then she threw 
herself on me and kissed me hard.
   "Wow", Brenda said.
   "Wow", Sara said as she leaned up against us.
   "Yeah, wow, and wow again." I said, gingerly confirming my balls were 
still in place.
   Jules was too busy gasping to speak but she managed a teary smile and 
stroked my cheeks. I put my arms around the two ladies and kissed Jules, 
then I kissed Sara. She kissed me back enthusiastically.
   "Thank you James."
   Then surprisingly, she turned and kissed Jules on the lips. "Thank 
you Jules."
   Jules grunted and pulled Sara close. I could see their throats moving 
as they traded tongue. Jules started mashing Sara's breasts together, as 
Sara tentatively tested JulieAnn's lovelies.
   Brenda was staring open mouthed at the two girls rolling on the bed, 
her nipples rock hard under her shirt. I held her mouth open and 
inserted my shrunken penis. Automatically she took me it. I stabbed it 
in her spit. Her mouth was soft and warm but her attention was 
elsewhere.
   "Suck it." I said. Her cheeks hollowed and her throat swallowed 
convulsively as I grew and jabbed into her. She was still watching the 
tableau on the bed.  I made her stand and took her sweatpants off. She 
had a white thong on, and underneath her bush was red like her hair.
   I sat down on the chair and pulled her down on my prick.
   "Eeek!" She squeaked. She was very tight and hot but no virgin. I 
bounced her up and down as we watched the other two finger each others 
snatch. Then Sara said, "Jules, can I try the nuzzle thing with you?"
   "You know how?"
   "I watched Him..."
   "Sara, you have to use the full technical name, say 'nuzzle your 
cunt'. It isn't proper to call it anything else." I interrupted. Brenda 
was squealing quite earnestly now.
   "Sorry... Jules, can I nuzzle your cunt?"
   Jules had her muff on Sara's face in a flash.
   "James, show me what to do!" Jules moaned as Sara worked her mouth on 
her.
   I grabbed Brenda around the waist and duck walked over to the bed. I 
bent her over the squirming pair and I leaned over Sara's crotch. I 
showed Jules how to stretch the labia folds and fit her mouth around it. 
She'd try it and then her head would fall as Sara beat her to a 
particularly sensitive spot. They were moaning and tormenting each other 
when I whispered in Jules' ear, "Cough into her."
   Suddenly Sara screamed and started bouncing under Jules' face, 
rubbing her pussy all over her. Then she reached down and jabbed two, 
then three fingers inside herself.
   "Wow", Brenda squeaked.
   "Wow", Jules said.
   Brenda had finished but was still moaning and shaking, and sank to 
the floor as I pulled out.
   "Jules, the vaseline." She reached over and grabbed a tube from her 
drawer.
   "Hands and knees." Jules clambered over Sara's quivering form and 
presented her gorgeous behind.
   I squeezed a dollop on my hand and rubbed it in her cunt which was 
dripping in come and spit. I squeezed another big glob and smeared it on 
my prick. Jules was moaning again.
   "Now beg me to fuck you..."
   "Please, James, please fuck me with Mr Monstrous Member... NOW!" Not 
exactly what I had in mind but it'll have to do, time was of an essence 
here.
   With supreme mastery, and diabolic forethought, I impaled Jules to 
the hilt. Sure enough her passageway was smooth and hot, tight and 
slick. The grease making it even warmer than usual. I didn't even get to 
nuzzle her cunt on the tip before her muscles flexed about my cock and 
we screamed our pleasure. Jules collapsed on Sara and reached back to 
haul me tight against her. We humped like a couple of rabid dogs until I 
fell over her, our bodies still shaking in the throes of our bliss.
   "Wow", we all said.

There was much sorrowful kissies and touchies after I informed them that 
I had to be in training for the remainder of the week, so they were not 
to tempt me with any indelicacies - or they would have to answer to 
Coach Wilson.
   We had barely gotten ourselves somewhat presentable and downstairs 
when Celeste arrived back with her mother. 
   We decided to order pizza and while we were waiting I went up to 
Celeste, "I saw your bag and violin in the hallway, did you delay your 
Mom until we could get down?"
   As it turned out we had grossly overextended our fun time. Celeste 
had come home and quickly realized what was happening. Aware of the 
delicacy of the situation, she waited outside the house and intercepted 
her mother before she could hear our "sick, animal noises", as Celeste 
called it, not that I could dispute any of it.
   She had steered her mother to a coffee shop, pretending to discuss 
her school work until her inventiveness and her mother's patience ran 
out.
   "I didn't do it for you." She sniffed. "My mother would die if she 
knew you were... were molesting Jules."
   "You know it's nothing like that. But thank you for doing it 
anyways."
   After the food, I stretched out between Jules and Sara. Jules draped 
herself over me and Sara tentatively put her head on my shoulder. I 
reached out and held Brenda's hand.
   "How are you feeling, Sara?" She looked pale.
   "I-I'm OK, I guess. I just don't know..." I gave her a little kiss.
   "Jules?"
   "I'm great, thank you Mr. MM!" And gave me a big kiss.
   "How 'bout you, Brenda?"
   "It was great - it was my first time too." She must have seen the 
surprise on my face, "I lost my hymen in a fall when I was young." She 
looked so unsure I hugged her. Pretty soon we were all hugging and 
groping again. Jules lifted up her top and stuck her tits in my face and 
I had to lick, or choke. I reached out and every time I touched Sara's 
boobs, someone else was there before me.
   I took a break from suckling on Jules and kissed Brenda, our first 
time. She was rubbing herself on my leg as we explored each others 
mouths. Brenda's breasts were small, firm and had nipples that stood up 
at the slightest touch. Her hand was lazily moving up and down my jeans.
   Sara meantime was tangled up with Jules and they were rubbing their 
bared boobies together. Jules pulled Sara's head down to a recently 
vacated nipple.
   Jules looked at me, "James? I was thinking, since you'll be out of 
commission for the week, would you mind terribly if... like... Sara and 
I, er, practiced 'nuzzling'?" Sara blushed, prettily.
   I looked at the two horny nymphos and said levelly, "JulieAnn, Sara, 
I will say this, and I will only say it once." I waited until I got 
their full attention.
   "You must refer to it as 'nuzzling her cunt', or 'nuzzling our 
cunts', never just 'nuzzling' - it is not proper." Their faces relaxed 
and beamed.
   "Er, James, can I nuzzle Sara's cunt?"
   "Sara?"
   "Yes... Uh, can I nuzzle Jules' cunt?"
   "And you might want to see if Brenda wants some lessons too!" Her 
hand froze on my cock and she started shaking her head wildly.
   They turned to the poor girl and finally convinced her that it was 
not a lesbo thing since it was purely a temporary measure until they get 
my services back.
   Abruptly Jules stood in front of us and skinned down her pants and 
very solemnly she handed me her panties. She pulled Brenda up. Brenda 
squirmed deliciously until she, too, delivered her thongs.
   Sara stood and slipped off her pants, then she shimmied her panties 
down, handed them to me and said, "This is 'Monday'... I intend for you 
to have the rest of the week as well."

And I got email from Amanda.

My dear sweet love,
   Your taste was in my mouth all night and today, I just cough and I 
could taste you. My teacher asked me if I had a frog and I was tempted 
to tell her no, I have a James in my throat.
   I miss you terribly but will wait until we have a chance to meet. 
Your Mandie Chip




James
Part II. In Training.


Chapter 8

After almost 11 hours of exhausted sleep, I was feeling more human. I 
checked my email but Amanda had not replied to the quick one I sent out 
last night, telling her about my upcoming Championship matches.

Jules was radiant. Her blond hair glowed and in her short minidress she 
was an invitation to rape. On the bus she bounced up and down on my arm 
excitedly and hummed to herself.
   The driver was again glancing uneasily at us.
   "You keep that up and I'll be forced to break training." I said 
weakly. She bit my ear.
   We got off the bus and Jules tugged my arm towards the crowd that had 
collected in front of the school entrance. It parted to reveal her 
partners in crime. Brenda was absolutely stunning in a bright green 
wraparound skirt and a matching top that molded her breasts and nipples. 
Heels made her even taller and more breathtaking.
   Little Sara wore a white peasant blouse, obviously unencumbered by a 
bra as her breasts shook and danced invitingly and offered tantalizing 
hints of dark nipples. A short powder blue skirt showed expanses of 
smooth limbs and flashed lavender panties. I found myself sneaking peeks 
to see if it said "Tuesday" on it. She was a wetdream waiting to happen, 
or had happened, judging from the glazed looks and awkward gaits of some 
of her admirers. Her eyes twinkled and she was grinning widely.
   They walked up and each gave me a soft kiss. I hung on to Jules for 
support.
   "Oh god, why did you pick my first day of training to do this? Are 
you trying to get me kicked off the team, or you just want to see me die 
of a coronary?" They laughed wickedly
   "We're your devoted fans, James. To victory, return with your shield 
or on it!" They all gave me a rousing cheer and my "fans" waltzed me 
inside.
   Jules and Brenda took off with the slobbering boys trailing them and 
left Sara and me behind. She took my arm, "They're giving me a chance to 
be with you..." I turned us down a hall.
   "James, I've never been good with people, but after what we did 
yesterday - what YOU did, I realized I don't need to be afraid. I don't 
need to hide, I don't even need to be the same. I just need to be me..." 
She smiled radiantly and I grinned down at her. In our wake, she was 
leaving people staring and gaping and she was soaking it up, dispensing 
smiles and little waves to her friends.
   She continued, "I never even suspected that having people look at me 
like this can be so exciting!"
   She stopped in front of a skinny kid and said, "Hi, Simon, how are 
you?" His mouth dropped and he stammered an answer. He was looking at 
her longingly as she took my arm again.
   She sighed, "I just realized I can make people happy just by being 
nice. And it makes me feel good myself! It's awesome!"
   She leaned against me and said quietly, "It was the most incredible 
experience having sex with you. I love you and I love Jules and Brenda. 
And knowing that you care for me gives me the strength to be myself. I 
promise I'll make you proud of me." She took a deep breath and a 
collective moan came from around us. She laughed and hugged me.
   I added sadly, "My only regret is that I can't rip your clothes off 
and make passionate love to you right now."
   She blushed and giggled, "You can't anyways, I'm too sore, so Mr MM 
will have to wait - until next week..." Her eyes held both a question 
and a promise. "Don't tell Jules... but I'm glad we did it twice 
yesterday - I'm very content."
   She took another breath, "But you can help me with another 
fantasy..." Carefully she put her hands on my ass and stood on tiptoes 
to kiss me. All noise and activity around us stopped - except for a loud 
ringing in my head. I leaned down, cupped her firm cheeks and returned 
her kiss.
   She laughed throatily and rubbed her bubbly flesh on my arm. "I feel 
so free!"

I sighed enigmatically, waiting for the lunch bell. It would not be easy 
to stay in training with all the willing arms and lips waiting to seduce 
me.
   Finally it went off and I shot off towards the workshops, which had 
an exit to the rear of the school.
   She smiled at me and my heart just jumped into my throat. I shuffled 
forward in a daze.
   "Do you want to drive?"
   "N-No thanks, I am having trouble breathing and my h-hands are 
shaking too much." Nicole giggled.
   I got in the passenger side and we looked at each other. She was 
wearing a wrap top and a flowing skirt. There was about an inch of 
tanned midriff showing and I had this insane need to kiss it.
   Suddenly she dropped the car in gear and we blew out of the yard. A 
couple of blocks later she stopped in a small park and grabbed me in a 
kiss. I gripped her neck and bit her lips. Her hands tore at my hair, 
forcing my mouth into hers.
   "Now I am having trouble breathing and my hands are shaking!" She 
panted as we held each other in a desperately clinch.
   "Listen, my knight, we have a lot to accomplish today and the first 
thing is lunch. I brought you some clothes, see if you like them."
   "Good, I can change while we're on the way."
   "No, you can change while I watch."
   So I turned the radio on and attempted an imitation of a bump and 
grind routine in the car. She clapped her hands and giggled delightedly. 
I must be incredibly good because in no time I was rock hard and she was 
staring at it with her nostrils flared.
   "Keep an eye out for people." She said as she took me in her mouth.
   "Nicole, my schedule!"
   She looked up, "We have ten minutes."

She was smugly happy with herself after reaffirming my reputation as a 
hair-trigger and having swallowed sperm for the first time. I told her 
she had broken my training and I would now be thrown off the team after 
being castrated.
   She laughed delightedly, "Listen, that rule is to make sure you don't 
overexert yourself or use up your reserves. As long as we keep feeding 
you, rest you, and exercise you properly, you'd be fine." I asked her if 
she wanted to look at my teeth as well.
   So we worked it out, no sex until 2 hours after a meal, and nothing 
strenuous. And training in between.
   "So what about just now?"
   "It wasn't strenuous - you just moaned. I did everything else!"
   "No, not that - we didn't eat yet!"
   "Oh, that was breakfast."

She was hugging my arm possessively when we walked in the restaurant for 
lunch. I was wearing a perfect fitting natural-silk short-sleeved shirt, 
tan slacks and brown loafers. No socks of course.
   "Ah Madame et Monsieur!" Greeted Anton the maitre d'. Nicole sat with 
her fish and watched me with my Steak Tartare. I had never had raw beef 
before, not intentionally anyways, but my knightly reputation was at 
stake here. It was surprisingly good, in fact, it was quite exquisite. 
It melted in my mouth and went superbly well with the wine, an '88 
Chambertin, I believe.
   I had a deliciously giggling Madame on my arm when we finished lunch 
at 12:43pm. We had till 2:43pm.
   She took us to a stretch of wide residential streets and told me to 
drive. Within half an hour, I was hooked on stick shift. So with the top 
down, I blaat'd us around, terrorizing dogs and nannies.
   I dropped her off at a low office building and she turned me loose. I 
crunched gears and ignored speed limits until it was time to pick her 
up. It was 2:00.
   Nicole proudly showed me a bandage on her upper arm. "This, my 
knight, means I am officially a promiscuous woman." The "this", as it 
turned out, was a subcutaneous progestogen implant, the "permanent 
pill", the ultimate contraceptive.
   "Quick, we only have 43 minutes to get home to try it out!" And I 
roared us back to the house.

My hopes to get my ashes hauled were quickly dashed when Madame insisted 
on a full training session first.
   My lips trembled and my eyes misted, I threatened to hold my breath 
till I turned blue, but all to no avail. Madame was unrelenting. I asked 
Madame to wait upstairs and do her knitting or something because it 
would be a darn shame if I had to interrupt my workout in the middle 
just so I could rape her.
   I took it out on her exercise machines and added another 5 minutes 
just to torment her. Then a quick shower and a towel around my waist, I 
dashed upstairs.
   I found Nicole in our bedroom in a silk dressing gown. I collected 
her in my arms and sent my lips on a thorough investigation of her face, 
mouth and neck.  Then I stood back to look at her.
   Her clean classic face shone with an inner light and her eyes 
smoldered with need and love. Her full lips trembled and her little 
tongue licked it nervously. I could see the hard shadows of her nipples 
where her breasts filled the thin material. She was so damned beautiful 
I wanted to cry, in awe and wonderment.
   I led her to our bed, slowly removing her gown, gasping as her 
perfect body was revealed. Somewhere I had lost my towel. We laid down 
and we kissed, slowly, taking time to savor our different textures and 
adding little nips and bites. She moaned her need and tried to push my 
face downward. I held her hands down over her head, forbidding her to 
move them, and return to my slow journey across her fantastic body.
   I lingered at her eyes, cruised her ears, sampled her lips and danced 
my tongue on her neck. She was moaning and her fingers flexed in the 
imaginary bonds I had placed them.
   I took time to acquaint my mouth with her well toned muscles, I 
followed the flare of her pectorals from the shoulder to the sternum, 
ideally angled to proudly present her perfect breasts, Breasts that 
quaked and pulsed with each stroke of my tongue. Breasts that peaked in 
proud tips that cried out for attention. I licked the globes, traveling 
the smooth alabaster sides in long circular paths.
   "No..." she cried out as I resumed my journey without giving relief 
to her nipples. I trace the ribs, trilled over her flat firm abdomen and 
rested in the softness of her navel. Her body and legs were twitching 
and I could smell the delicate fragrance of her sex.
   I kissed her hips and the soft down of her lower belly. Her moans 
increased as I neared her goal. I trailed my tongue along her thighs and 
up the "V" of their junction. Her moaning increased.
   I kissed my way down the thin folds of her pussy and she groaned in 
relief. I tasted the sweetness of the dew that had collected there and 
dipped in for more. She shook and bent her legs up, offering her 
womanhood to me.
   "Please, my knight, I need you now. Please, I want you to fill me..."
   I slipped up and again experienced the sweet electrifying warmth of 
her core, pulsing and coaxing my nerves. We coupled in long slow 
strokes, her legs clasped around my waist and flexing in time. Her 
wrists still crossed over her head.
   She groaned and urged me on, I increased the force but not the tempo. 
Nicole tossed her head in torment.
   "Oh, please... this is killing me. Please let me come... My knight, 
please!" She groaned.
   I stopped. Her eyes opened in panic.
   "Get on top," I said.
   Frantically, without disengaging our sex, she managed to sit up over 
me. She moaned and ground herself against me, then found the rhythm and 
slowly moved herself on and off my body. Her hair flew and her face was 
contorted in a breathtaking mask of lust and desire. Her hands gripped 
my chest as she learned to coordinate her motion and her passion. Sweat 
covered her and ran down her breasts, her hard nipples.
   "Ah, ah, ahhhhh. Yesssssss." She moaned, jerking uncontrollably in a 
climax. Slowly she picked up speed again, "Oh, yessss, ah, ah, 
ahhhhhhh." As another series of convulsions overtook her. Her eyes 
opened but unseeing in her all-consuming lust.
   "Ohh god, ohhhhh, ohhhh," This one the strongest yet as I added my 
strokes to hers, I was close.
   I reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples. I shook 
and started shooting into the tight canyons of her sex.
   Our cries echoed as our bodies clashed and struggled to extract 
pleasure.
   We laid there for a long eternity, slowly catching our breaths, her 
fingers idly drawing on my chest, our limbs still entwined.
   "I love you, my knight." She whispered.
   "I love you, my beautiful princess." She nestled her head under mine, 
and we slept.

I woke. Nicole was sitting next to me, stroking my face and chest. She 
had one foot under her and the other between our bodies. Her body was 
hunched over, her smooth hair tumbled about her face. For a long time I 
laid and savored her gentle touch and forced myself to take in and 
memorize every curve and every undulating line of that phenomenal body.
   I stroked her face and she inclined her head to kiss my palm. I run 
my fingers down her neck, her shoulders and a soft breast, full and 
sated. Her nipple gradually hardened as I gently brushed it with a 
fingertip. I reached for her sex and she moved to allow me access. She 
became moist and my cock reared.
   "Uh-oh. We have to wait... Let's go for a swim." She dragged me out 
of bed and out the back where she had a 50-meter pool and both 1 meter 
and 3 meter diving boards at the end.
   "Wow," I said, "Why do I feel the need to come all the time in this 
place?" She laughed and playfully slurped my cock into her mouth. Then 
she dove in the water, leaving me on the deck with a sad looking 
erection.
   I jumped in after her but she was a perfect water sprite - she cut 
through the water with barely a ripple. She did two laps then swam with 
me until I reached the other side.
   "You know I would've caught up to you if I didn't have an erection 
slowing me down." I pouted.
   "You mean this one?" She inquired ingenuously, and did something 
naughty to me.
   I moaned, "How do you expect me to last through training if you keep 
doing that?"
   "You're right," she said, "I'm afraid I have trouble keeping my hands 
off you..." She leaned her head on me, "Forgive me." I kissed her to 
show her my generous nature but all it did was make my cock even harder.
   I told her I was a submarine and slowly stuck my "periscope" out of 
the water. She was laughing delightedly.
   She wanted to know why it was jumping and flexing.
   "Sonar. It's 'pinging' for enemies." She touched it and sure enough 
it turned red and started pulsing madly.
   "How do you know that this is a submarine?" She shook her head.
   "Because it's long and thin and full of seamen." She laughed and 
laughed and drank water and choked. I saved her life by applying mouth 
to mouth resuscitation. Repeatedly.

"James, we have to go out for dinner, I have no food here except 
spaghetti." We were sunning ourselves, just touching fingers.
   "What? You have 2 fridges and you only have spaghetti?"
   "Yes - I never cooked and after Gaston died, I let all the servants 
go..."
   "How in heaven's name can anyone get to look as good as you on 
spaghetti alone?" I shook my head and she giggled.
   "Does the barbeque work?"
   "Yeah, it's natural gas."
   "OK - we'll order a load of stuff up here and I can cook dinner for 
you the next two days." She looked at me.
   "Are you sure? Knights aren't supposed to cook."
   "Nor princesses either, I gather. But I would rather spend the time 
eating spaghetti here with you than to waste it driving to town and 
back, even if it's Steak Tartare and Chambertin '88."
   Her eyes misted over and she flew on top of me.  "Oh, you're so 
sweet... You're the sweetest man I've ever known." She kissed my neck 
and my cock twitched.
   "Oops," She smiled, "If it's OK with my brave knight, let's get 
groceries delivered and you can dazzle me with your culinary skills."

We ended up ordering pretty much everything in the store - I couldn't 
even find pepper in her cupboards. Thank goodness she didn't throw the 
utensils out. I was distressed to hear the total but she waved a credit 
card in front of me which appeared to be limitless.
   We were sitting butt naked in her kitchen, drinking wine, waiting for 
the groceries when she said, in this tiny, little girl's voice, "My 
sweet knight, I have another request..." Pow! My cock jumped up and we 
stared at it.
   "Ja-aames..." in the same voice and it jumped again. She cackled 
insanely.
   "James..." Twitch. She was roaring now. Her eyes teared and she 
pointed at my cock, jumping and flexing like nobody's business.
   "James... ", she wheezed out, somehow managing to sound sexy as hell, 
and then, in a husky whisper, "I want to suck your cock..." The thing 
started quivering and I almost came right there and then. She fell on 
the floor, laughing and whooping, her boobs jiggling as she gasped for 
air.
   Finally she wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I 
shouldn't have made fun of you."
   Suddenly, she turned bright red and covered her mouth, "Did I say 
that?"
   "Say what?"
   "You know..." She stuck her mouth up to my ears, "I want to suck your 
cock." She dug her nails in my neck and buried her face in my shoulders 
but continued mouthing the words, to an old Beatles tune. She finally 
ended with "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" and kissed me tenderly.
   "Oh, James, you make me so happy." as she clung to me.
   "What is the other thing you need from me?" I was afraid to get her 
going again.
   "I'd like you to sort out Gaston's accounts and things. He had a bit 
of stocks and shares. I haven't touched any of it - it's all on his 
computer but I don't know enough to get started."

It sat in the corner of a study on the second floor. An older machine, 
but with 128-MB of RAM and a 50-Gig RAID harddrive system, it even had a 
live T1 connection. And it's been sitting there untouched for 2 years.
   It fired up right away. Gaston kept most of his stuff on spreadsheets 
so it wasn't too hard to get started. He was very meticulous and noted 
on each stock the time and price of each purchase and how much or when 
he should sell. I sorted them out by selling date and printed out a 
copy.
   I was trying to get the details on his online trading account when 
Nicole came up. She put her arms around me and kissed me on my shoulder. 
Her hand slipped down to cup me.
   "Hmmm, I can do this all day... Just came up to tell you the 
groceries are here." So I followed her downstairs.
   The kitchen was immaculate - everything was neatly sorted, the cans 
were in the cupboards and the perishables in the fridge.
   "Did you do this?"
   "Oh no, the boy was very helpful, he insisted on doing everything for 
me!"
   And I could see why. She had put on her gown but there was no way to 
hide, even to a blind person, the fact that she was stark raving naked 
underneath. Just the heat alone would have given her away.
   "All I can say is that you have made him VERY happy." She looked at 
me. I took her to the hall mirror and pulled the gown tight around her.
   "Oh... OH" She blushed. "No wonder he kept thanking me and won't even 
take a tip!" I stood back but she stayed at the mirror, primping, 
posing, pulling and tugging her gown and popping peek-a-boos at herself, 
blushing wildly. "Ooh this is SOOOO naughty!" I shook my head and went 
to get dinner ready.
   Finally she got tired of being an one-man voyeur show and padded back 
to the kitchen. She hugged me tightly, "James, this has been the BEST 
day of my life... I'm so happy."

In reality, I can only cook one thing - steaks on a BBQ, but for 2 
meals, I figure I could get away with it. I had also ordered salad 
greens and mushroom, which I've seen Mom do enough time to be able to 
muddle through.
   Nicole was suitably impressed and I was not about to pop her bubble. 
We ate enough for 4 between us and half the salad and mushrooms I'd 
ordered. The wine was great too.
   But mostly I marveled at her; I could not get enough of my 
woman-child lover. She was sophisticated and knowledgeable in most 
worldly things but naive and innocent with matters of the heart. When I 
first met her, I was overwhelmed and captivated. Now I was overwhelmed 
by her joy of life and optimism. And captivated by her love.
   I looked in her eyes and sighed, "Nicole, if it takes a million years 
to make you happy, I'll gladly do it." We kissed, gently, for a long 
time.

I went back to the computer while Nicole was figuring out the 
dishwasher. She'd told me about the filing cabinet where Gaston had kept 
his printed information and sure enough, the passwords and access codes 
were there.
   The account was still active and it showed Nicole as a co-signer, 
which made things a lot simpler. I had looked through the "sell" list 
and over half had gone past its sell date. Some of them were companies 
that didn't even exist anymore. So I thought I should sell the shares 
that had the lowest value, in case they go bankrupt or something, as 
well as the ones that had met Gaston's price expectations.
   It took me a while to bang in the various sell orders but T1 is FAST! 
I looked at the final figures and it showed that I had unloaded 5 
million dollars. The hair stood up on my head and I broke out in a 
sweat.
   "Nicole, can I talk to you?" She was still reading the manual.
   I told her what I had done and my fears that I've done the wrong 
thing.
   "It seems like you did the right thing, because now I'm 5 million 
dollars richer!"
   It made sense, in a way.
   "But you have to re-invest it, Gaston has always said money in a bank 
is money lost."
   "Why?"
   "I don't know exactly but it has to do with taxes."
   "Oh."
   "James..." Her little voice, "Can you help me?"
   "There's only one thing I can help you with right now." I growled and 
my cock advanced on her.
   "Oh, can you start the dishwasher and we'll do what you want..."
   I readjusted the dishes and diddled with the controls and then read 
the manual again. It worked as soon as I touched it.
   "See?" I patted her head. "And about my payment?"
   Demurely she took me to the gym and told me to get my sorry ass in 
gear.

She stayed to work out with me and soon we were pushing ourselves hard, 
happy to be sharing each other's company.
   I had my head nestled between her bobbing breasts in the whirlpool 
when I asked her, "Nicole, do you think we can get an implant for 
Jules?"
   "Oh, I suppose. I should be able to sign for it."
   "...and maybe for 2 of her friends?"
   "Er, I'm afraid to ask, both 14?"
   "Yeah, I think."
   "You think? Do you even know their names?"
   "Yeah - they ARE Jules' best friends and, yesterday, they kinda dared 
me and one thing led to another..."
   "Oh James, you have to learn to say no sometimes..."
   "Well, actually, there may be another, she's 12."
   "Oh no." she rocked me, "You're a monster, an insatiable monster."
   So I told her about Sara and Brenda, and Amanda.
   "Wow, this Amanda is Rose Cipola's daughter?"
   "I guess - if she teaches English..."
   "Correct. Hmmm... You care for this Amanda?
   "Yeah, a lot. She's really smart and sweet. I think she loves me 
too."
   "Hmmm, let me think..."
   Her hand started toying with my cock and it became hard, "Er, I 
thought you're thinking."
   "I am... these things are like worry beads - or worry balls. I'm 
worried your balls will get you into trouble." She was quite pleased 
with her own wit as she jacked me harder to make sure I was equally 
impressed.
   "Nicole, does the water here change color if somebody does something 
in it?"
   "No, not that I know of... Why?"
   "Because this somebody's gonna do something in it very soon!"
   "Oh." She dropped her hand. "I think we better shower." She looked at 
my quivering cock and shook her head, obviously disappointed it was not 
more resilient to her handling.

"James..." We were scrunched up tightly in a corner of the bed, spoon 
fashion, to avoid a HUGE wet spot in the middle. She removed my hands 
from her breasts to talk.
   "Take the BMW tonight and you can pick me up here tomorrow for 
lunch... I wouldn't want to have to embarrass you in the park like 
today." Damn, I had better learn to stop shooting my load the minute she 
puts her mouth on it. Just thinking about it caused me to jab her in her 
crack.
   "Mmmm," she adjusted herself so I was nestled between her thighs 
along her warmth. "...and I'd like to arrange a party in your honor on 
Thursday. And invite the girls too. Sort of like a hero's sendoff."
   "Er, wow... I mean... what can I say? Sure!" I was pounding on her 
gates now. She moaned and let my hands drop back on her body. My cock 
had ALMOST made it inside her when she grabbed me, and not in a nice way 
either.
   "No - remember, 'Once a King, always a King, but once a Knight is 
enough'!" She cracked up, kicking and slapping the bed in appreciation 
of her own joke.
   Then she threw me out.

I called Jules from the car phone hoping to impress her enough for some 
consolation but she said she was tired and I should get some rest 
myself. She sounded cheerful enough, so I told her to take it easy with 
Sara and Brenda.

And from Amanda:

My sweet sweet love,
   I would dearly love to be there to cheer you on, and I know you will 
do your best. Please come back for my heart, which you have already won. 
Your Mandie Chip




James
Part II. In Training.


Chapter 9

Jules was suitable impressed when I showed up in the white Bimmer and 
jumped in eagerly after I assured her it wasn't stolen. Then we went to 
pick up Brenda and Sara. They must have worked it out, because today 
they each had a minidress on, in red, white and blue.
   And Sara was wearing "Wednesday". I checked.
   There was a "fan club" of sorts waiting for us at school but it was 
soon apparent they were far less interested in me than my 3 lovely 
companions. Even the bloody car drew more attention than me, but I had 
no trouble wandering around wearing my halfwit smile, knowing that in 3 
hours I would again find true happiness.

I was out on the road before the lunch bell finished ringing. I could 
not get enough of the 2-liter engine in the roadster spiraling up on the 
tach, but mostly, I wanted to hurry to its owner.
   She welcomed me at the door in a thoroughly satisfactory manner which 
left us panting and staring at each other with lust-filled eyes.
   I took Nicole's hand and dragged her upstairs. "Lunch can wait - I 
had a BIG breakfast!"

If Anton noticed that Madame was somewhat disheveled and Monsieur was 
looking like the village idiot, he did not show it. I had the surf and 
turf and Nicole had a small Sirloin. The wine was a somewhat smoky '91 
Burgoyne, nonetheless an excellent vintage.
   We had to hurry because we had to sign some forms at the lawyer's 
office so I can legally trade her account. An hour and a half later, and 
cramps in my hand, we left the office clutching a portfolio of papers.
   Along with everything else, the lawyer had transferred the shares to 
"JamPC Holdings", with Nicole and myself as owners and directors. I 
argued and also won myself the title of "Vice President in charge of 
Vice".  
   "Now that you are an officer of the company, you'll need an expense 
account." Nicole smiled and handed me a credit card, probably limitless 
if I know anything about her. She graciously allowed me to use it to buy 
gas for the car.
   I rushed us back to the house so that I can finish my workout and get 
to the fun things.

We moved a large air mattress on to the pool deck and Nicole gracefully 
sank down on it, allowing me to marvel at the breathtaking wonder of her 
body.
   She held out a tube of SPF 35 which I tenderly applied to her entire 
torso. She was fidgeting so much when I did her tender areas that I 
found I had to reapply the cream three or more times - which only made 
the jumping and moaning worse.
   Then her soft loving hands took the sunscreen and spread it on for 
me, kissing and licking gently as I groaned my pleasure under her. She 
carefully wet my straining member before lightly covering it with the 
cream. Then she climbed on.
   She was soft and hot, and oh so delightfully tight. Her tender sheath 
caressed and kissed its way down, as sparks of agonizing sweetness drew 
growls from deep in my throat. She closed her eyes as she too was 
overcome by shivers of delight. Part way down, she leaned her arms on my 
chest, and worked herself gently up and down my shaft, mewling softly as 
she shook with gentle release.
   She eased herself lower as she rocked on my rigid cock, speeding up 
until a series of guttural moans left her shaking and rasping on my 
chest.
   "Can't move anymore... Get on top..." She whispered.
   I resumed her languorous strokes until she was moaning continuously. 
I was perilously close.
   She looked into my eyes and she tenderly caressed my face. And then 
she smiled. It spoke of love and need and tenderness. It spoke of 
solitude and waiting and searching. And it spoke to me.
   Unbidden tears rushed to my eyes and, as we climbed the pinnacle of 
our desire, we shared a kiss, our moisture mingling and merging....

She had things to do in town and left as I went back to the computer.
   I had been thinking about Gaston's market strategies and, according 
to his figures, he usually only looked for 10 to 20% returns, and always 
bought between 5000 and 20000 shares. I checked the shares I had 
previously traded and noted the ones that had not lost any value. Then, 
after double checking their previous performance, I re-purchased the 
ones that showed strength.
   By the end, I had spent over 4 million of Nicole's money, leaving a 
bit of reserve in case I screwed up. I finished and started shaking. 
Partly it was the anxiety, mostly the excitement - but it left me more 
exhausted than all the training and screwing I'd done in the last week. 
I would need to know more about those companies if I were to do anything 
useful on my own. I went to bed and slept, numbers and high-low-close 
charts in my head.

A wall of sound woke me and to my delight, my three lovelies in red, 
white and blue burst into my room, as my personal angel in flowing white 
hovered behind them.
   Jules launched herself at me and quite thoroughly kissed me, then she 
started investigating my erection while I was greeted by Sara and 
Brenda.
   Brenda and Jules both sported a bandaid on their arms where the 
contraceptive implant had been inserted. Sara, as it turned out, was 
already on the pill to regulate her period and so was not "implanted".
   I hushed the girls' busy chattering and said, "We owe Nicole a lot 
for her generosity, kindness and hospitality."
    I opened my arms and she slowly went into them. I held her and the 
girls came in for a hug as well. I pulled her into bed with me. She was 
a bit hesitant with the girls watching but I kissed her lips until her 
protests died away. I caressed her face and kissed her eye, and when she 
tried to stop me, I crossed her wrists and placed them above her head, 
pushing them into the bed.
   Her arms twitched and her fingers clenched, but she kept them there. 
I unbuttoned her blouse as I kissed her deeply, trailing down her jaws 
and her neck. I motioned for the girls to help remove her skirt and 
pantyhose as I licked up her neck to her ears. Nicole was moaning softly 
and twisting her outstretched arms.
   I grabbed Sara's hand and led them to Nicole's bra, which she 
carefully removed. Then I pulled Sara's face on to Nicole's flesh. She 
was shivering and trying to push herself into Sara's busy mouth. The 
other two had removed the rest of Nicole's clothing and started kissing 
the exposed flesh, working her legs open until Jules could stimulate her 
there. Nicole was moaning and grunting mindlessly as our kisses and 
touches caressed her soft flesh.
   Nicole sighed and rocked under our ministrations, passing from climax 
to climax as we traded erogenous zones on her perfect body.
   Brenda was kissing her face as Sara and I shared her breasts when 
Jules stuck her head up from Nicole's legs, "James, can I nuzzle 
Nicole's cunt?"
   "No, Jules. Later."
   We brought Nicole to a series of tender orgasms until she was too 
spent to react. Her arms had stayed above her head throughout.
   I told the girls to go use the pool so they stripped and ran out back 
as I rejoined a still-shaky Nicole in bed and gently stroked her hair. 
She looked so content and beautiful. She smiled at me and kissed my 
chest.
   "Ohhhh, my knight - I TINGLE! That was the most sensuous experience 
I've ever had. It was like being drowned in love. Oooh! I love you so 
much! And I'm glad we have Jules and Brenda and Sara too!"
   I kissed her and we hugged each other for a long time, then we went 
out to join the girls.
   "Thank you for making me feel so good back there. I love you all." 
And we all got kissed and hugged again by the three gloriously naked 
girls.
   I sat on the shallow end with Sara's legs around my waist as she 
leaned her head on my shoulder and rubbed my back with her slippery 
breasts. Nicole was trying to teach Jules and Brenda the butterfly 
stroke. After numerous failed attempts, they gave up and started 
practicing first aid on each other. I didn't know you could pump air by 
squeezing breasts. Sara assured me it was true.
   I told her I had something similar and showed her my pump handle and, 
sure enough, she had me whooshing up a hurricane in no time. 
Unfortunately, we had to stop because Nicole noticed what we were doing 
and made me sit in a corner until I could control myself.
   Brenda went on the 3m board and did a beautiful pike, her flaming 
hair and body slicing through the water cleanly. We sat on the pool rim 
and cheered.
   Then Brenda did a swan. Sleek and graceful, her long muscles 
glistened in the sun, nipples already pencil hard on her small breasts. 
She WAS breathtaking.
   "Brenda, stop! Someone's gonna come if you keep doing it!" Sara 
yelled.
   They all looked at my cock, which had jumped up unexpectedly again. 
They all shook their heads in dismay. The damned thing was casting about 
like a hound, sniffing the air. And no amount of thinking about ice-cold 
showers could get it to behave.
   "God, it's big!" Brenda breathed as she swam up.
   "Ehh, he's alright." quipped Jules
   "_I_ like it," Sara said defensively.
   "You would, you kept hogging it."
   "I'm sorry Jules - but he makes me feel so YUMMY!"
   "I know - I guess we'll keep him..."
   "D'you think it's gonna shoot?" Brenda marveled.
   "It's possible. He comes all the time." Jules snapped her fingers, 
"Just like that."
   "Yeah. Hardly any staying power." My darling Nicole observed.
   "Touch it, and, boom!" Jules was really enjoying herself.
   "No, just breathe on it, and..." Nicole was not far behind.
   "Y'know, once I LOOKed at it, and..." They were whooping like 
banshees by now.
   I sidled up to Sara, "Little Sara, those big girls are making fun of 
me! Make them go away!" I hugged her body to me and she wrapped herself 
on my raging cock. Her warm soft boobs nestled my balls and I could 
think of no better place I'd rather be.
   "See, Nicole, she's ALWAYS hogging him!" wailed my poor Jules.
   "No I'm not, I'm just protecting him. You were making fun of him 
and... Oooh, he's leaking!"
   There was a small spot of watery lubricant on Sara's right breast. 
She rubbed it in her with a finger and stuck it in her mouth, grinning 
hugely, "And it's all mine..."
   Jules was pouting so I let her have a taste, and then I gave Brenda 
one just to be fair.
   I held my arm around Nicole's shoulders and said, "Would YOU like a 
popsicle, little girl?"
   "I think we'd better feed you before you waste away to a sylph." she 
said, but bent down for a lick as well.

Sara turned out to be a very competent cook, and had a casserole and 
steamed vegetables ready by the time I finished cooking the extra steaks 
they had picked up earlier.
   It was a great meal as the girls obviously liked each other and 
looked up to Nicole and I was content to let their affectionate ribbing 
roll over me. Even Sara had some wine and their cheeks glowed with life 
and vitality.
   I was pleased to find out that Jules' Dad worked at an investment 
firm and she had enough exposure to know her stuff. I told her I would 
need to ask her some things later.
   We managed to get the dishwasher going and they started talking about 
the party tomorrow. I was excused to the gym.
   They were still yakking and giggling when I finished my shower and 
went on the computer.

I was surprised that 3 of the stocks had gone up over 10% in the few 
hours since I'd bought them, so I went downstairs to claim Jules. The 
girls were somewhat decently dressed and apparently ready to go 
shopping. So it was decided that Nicole would take Sara and Brenda and 
drop them home afterwards. I would look after Jules.
   We stood the hallway as they bade us farewell, totally shameless in 
their kisses and caresses. Jules and I leaned on each other and 
hyperventilated as we let my cock wave goodbye.
   I took her upstairs and she looked around, "Where's the computer?"
   I told her she had to be naked like me before we can go on.
   "Clothing causes static, and, as you know, static is bad for 
computers."
   So naked, we climbed into bed and I told her to practice on the 
joystick first.
   I explained about electrons to her and how they buzzed around and 
around the nucleus, using my fingers on her clitoris to illustrate. She 
kindly volunteered the sound effects.
   Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle in particular intrigued her and 
she kept asking for demonstrations of how electrons could jump around 
and change spin directions at random. I was happy to oblige.
   After the screaming electrons settled down, Jules revealed her 
scientific acumen by showing me how an atom smasher worked. The atom is 
locked inside a tight, hot and moist tunnel, and I have to try to crush 
it with a suitably rigid piston. So I kept ramming the piston in and out 
and she'd direct me by saying things like, "Harder!", "Deeper!" and 
"Faster!".
   We got to "So close... So fucking close..." when she became all 
confused and started shaking and moaning. And I was mad from missing 
every time, so I cheated and shot the damn thing.

"This one's better, it's got a better margin of performance." Jules was 
perched on my knee looking at market stats for the 20-odd companies that 
we had selected from Gaston's list, "...and this shows long term 
stability but has little to offer short term."
   We discussed it as she rubbed herself on me - in a highly fiduciary 
manner, of course. Finally we had a good list and I typed in the orders 
as she sprawled on the floor looking at other reports. There was a big 
pool of come running down my leg which she insisted was good for 
muscles.
   I had spent all the money in the account when I was done. Jules was 
in bed asleep, with a finger in her snatch, murmuring about 
disbursements and seasonal adjustments.

I finally got Jules somewhat dressed, minus the panties which now sat in 
my pocket, and was preparing to leave when Nicole drove up in the 
Mercedes, loaded down with boxes and packages. We carried her load in 
and I kissed her.
   "Thank you Nicole, for all you've done and all you're doing. I love 
you." She smiled sunnily and hugged me back.
   Jules shouldered me aside and hugged her, then softly kissed Nicole 
on the lips. I was pacing up and down and checking my watch before they 
decided to take a break.
   "Hmmm, Nicole. Thank you and I love you..."
   Nicole could only mouth "I love you too." She was crying again. We 
both hugged her, putting her head on our shoulders.
   Jules kissed her neck tenderly, "Nicole...? Someday when that brute 
isn't here, I'd like to nuzzle your cunt."
   Nicole looked a me. "Oh, let Jules show you next time. I guarantee 
you wouldn't want to miss it."




James
Part II. In Training


Chapter 10

JulieAnn was in another of her trademarked minidresses, white, and 
grinning ear to ear. "I don't hurt after sex anymore! Just a twinge to 
remind me of what we did, Mr Atomic Scientist!", she dimpled fetchingly 
and hugged herself to me. She told me to drive straight to school, her 
accomplices apparently having discovered my animal magnetism resistible.
   There was another crowd waiting for us, headed by Brenda and Sara, 
this time, they were accompanied by ten other young, delectable females 
all in white minis. The amount of skin shown would be illegal in most 
States.
   "We are your new, improved James Mitchell fan club! To victory!" One 
by one, they lined up and kissed me tenderly. I ended up clinging to the 
three co-presidents as I gasped my last. I would need a miracle to 
recover enough energy to compete tomorrow.

I'd shaken off most signs of my recent debauchery when Coach Wilson put 
me through some basic exercises at the end of school. He was impressed 
enough with the extra training I've done to let me off early to "go home 
and get rested up", adding "and NO Sex!"
   Brenda intercepted me when I got out and informed me I was hers until 
the party officially started at 5. I drove us to the park where Nicole 
had previously molested me.
   "That was some impressive diving yesterday!" We were walking down a 
small path and she had her arm around mine.
   "Thanks - I'm taking lessons, but I've never done it in the buff 
before." She blushed with the memories.
   "You were so lovely and incredibly sexy."
   "I'm glad - I wanted you to like me."
   "Bren, you know I like you. I'm the one who was worried you didn't 
like me!"
   "I think I was jealous of you and Jules, and I've always been scared 
of boys. That's why I need to be in control all the time..."
   "Let's find time and go on a date, just the two of us."
   "I'd like that." She put head on my shoulder.
   "What would you want to do?" My arm slipped around her waist.
   "I don't know - I've never been on a real date before."
   "OK - we can go on a walk like this..."
   "Hmmm. That's nice."
   "We could go to a movie, perhaps."
   "Yeah, and we can sit in the back...?" She giggled. We found a 
secluded tree and sat.
   "Would you put your arms around me?" I did.
   "Would you try and kiss me?" I did.
   "Would you..." I laid her on her back and kissed her again. Then I 
held her and kissed along her cheek and neck. After a while she started 
stroking my back. I kissed her some more, her lips were soft and she 
sucked my tongue.
   She stretched like a cat, "You know, it's so nice to be with you and 
not have to worry about what we should or should not do..." Her breasts 
poked up through her dress, and her constantly-aroused nipples. I leaned 
over and kissed one. She squirmed and moaned. Her eyes were closed and 
there was a smile on her face.
   I kissed her other one and it perked right up. "Mmmm, I used to be 
ashamed that they stuck out all the time and the boys would gawk at 
them." I unbuttoned the top of the dress and held her breasts, and she 
arched herself into my hands. I started gawking.
   I tasted her, gently kissing and lapping each nipple. She was so soft 
and so sensitive.
   She caressed my face and my hair as I slowly made love to her 
breasts. Her soft moans became a whine when I slipped one hand over her 
panties and found her. Her legs tensed and she was gasping.
   "Oh, oh, oh." She rasped out, digging her heels into the ground and 
squeezing my hand between her legs. I bit down on a nipple as she came 
in a loud moan.
   I leaned back against the tree and she put her head on my lap, 
stroking my leg.
   "James, will you be sweet to me if I fell in love with you?"
   "Yes Brenda."
   "I try to think about the other day and everything's a blur. 
Sometimes I couldn't even believe that we had sex... and I'd taken you 
in my mouth." She nestled her head into my hard cock.
   "Hmmm, I can hear the blood going in your thing... your penis..." She 
put a hand on the base and rubbed her cheek on me.
   "James, can I try and put you in my mouth again?"
   "You know what Jules say, I wouldn't be able to control myself once 
you do that."
   "Oh, she's SO good at it. I can't get over it..." She gripped me, 
"But you don't have to come or anything. I think about it a lot and, 
like yesterday, in the pool, I kept wanting to do it to you..."
   She reached up and tugged my zipper down, and I helped her take it 
out.
   She held it and kissed it. "So big..." She kissed it on the tip and 
sucked on it.
   "Tell me what to do..."
   "Just explore around the tip with your lips and tongue, and watch my 
reactions." Soon she was busy inspecting my tool and checking my face. A 
little drop of liquid came out and she licked it off, carefully tasting 
it.
   "Salty." She dropped her mouth over the tip and sucked some more. I 
groaned.
   She pushed her mouth further down but had to stop halfway.
   "How does Jules take you so deep?"
   "She points it straight down her throat and kinda swallows..." Brenda 
tried it again but gagged.
   "Uhh, she makes it look so easy - it's harder than I thought. I'll 
have to practice a lot more!" My cock jumped at the thought.
   "What else can I do until I learn to take you in my throat?"
   I showed her how to move her hand and lips. Pretty soon I had to 
moan, "We'd better stop. I'm gonna come soon."
   "Uh, sorry... Did you like that?" I hmmm'd and stroked her hair. Her 
eyes glowed and she smiled proudly.
   "Would you have come just now? If I hadn't stopped?"
   "I'm gonna come NOW if you don't stop with your hands!"
   "Oops." She giggled and stopped, then leaned down and licked a drop 
of ooze off.
   "Does come taste like this?"
   "No - it's much stronger, kinda bitter and sticky." She thought that 
over.
   "I don't want to stop, I want you to come. In my mouth." Her lovely 
lips went around me again. This time her hands got involved as well.
   I sighed, such a willful young lady. And such a delightfully hot 
mouth. I slipped her hand lower to my balls and surged deeper into her 
soft mouth.
   She again tried to push herself down on me but had to back off. She 
licked and played her lips around the top, then force herself down once 
more. I grunted and stroked her firm ass to encourage her.
   It didn't take long before her caresses started me moaning and 
grinding against her. Then she pushed her head down and took me deep and 
her hot squirming throat was all around me, then she pulled back a bit 
and started to suck.
   I held her head as I bucked myself into her face and came with a 
shuddering gasp. She was moaning and shaking as well. She gulped 
furiously as I gripped her hair and emptied myself in her. Finally I 
laid back against the tree, panting.
   Brenda pulled off, red-faced. She took a gulp of air and sank back on 
me again, drawing the last tiny spurt from my cock.
   She was bright eyed, "Did you feel my throat on you? It was awesome - 
I could almost take all of you now!" And bent down to demonstrate. She 
must have thought I was slow or something because she kept going long 
after I KNEW I was pretty much all the hot, wet and tingly way inside 
her throat. I kept moaning my protests but she ignored me. Then an image 
of Coach Wilson flashed in my head.
   "Ahhhh, Bren - stop. Can't let me come anymore. My training!" She 
slowed and gave me a few lusty slurps before letting me back in my 
pants.
   "YES!" She pumped her fist. "I can take you in my throat. Next time, 
ALL the way, baby!" She leaned up and slopped spit and come all over my 
face and mouth.
   "It's so cool! I can make you come with my mouth! And swallow your 
sperm!" She hugged me tightly, "But promise we'll do this again, and 
have sex as well!" She laid her head back on my cock.
   "I promise." I sighed again. Such a willful girl, taking advantage of 
me when my resolve was lowest.
   I slipped my hand back on her breast and teased it as she purred 
happily.

Brenda went in through the side but I was told to wait outside the front 
door. I looked around at what used to be a big and imposing mansion 
which now seemed warm and inviting. All because of one person, who had 
opened herself to me and taught me so much. The thought gave me an 
erection.
   I was seriously contemplating reacquainting myself with my right 
hand, something I had not needed to do for a long time, when the doors 
opened and the object of my adoration and lust stood there.
   She was dressed in a simple white toga-like affair, the single strap 
held a silver clasp and a slit opened up to mid thigh. She was also 
barefoot, and totally, unambiguously, gloriously naked underneath.
   At the look on my face, she started laughing but it turned into a 
gurgly kind of moan as I fell to my knees and buried my face at her 
groin.
   Some time later gentle hands loosened her grip in my hair and moved 
us inside. I was weakly gasping against Jules while Brenda was petting 
Nicole's head on her shoulders. Sara watched us with a big smile on her 
cherubic face.
   "Don't pass out yet, my love." Jules nibbled along my ears, "Are you 
ready for your present?" I could only blink my eyes and gurgle sagely.
   Sara stepped aside, and time stopped.
   "Amanda!" I croaked out after an eternity.
   I reached her in one large step and held her. She smelled of spring 
and new mown hay and is the elixir of life itself. We held and shuddered 
against each other.
   I looked at her and stroked her hair. I touched her face, her lips, 
not daring to believe my eyes. Smiling, she reached up to kiss me and 
the world faded away.
   A long time later, she was curled up on me on the leather sofa and 
she'd just finished showing me the bandaid that covered the wire-thin 
implant on her arm.
   "So, a while back Mom had asked Mme Petitcoeur to help me with 
French, and then out of the blue, I get a call from her inviting me to 
go on a trip to the Museum of Natural Sciences. I told her no... Why 
drive for 6 hours when all I wanted to do was to stay home and wait for 
your email, right? And then she sort of mentioned that it's just blocks 
away from the wrestling championship, and so here I am!"
   She hugged me. "I was scared SHITLESS but the girls and Nicole were 
so sweet. They told me how you felt about me..." She looked at me and 
then she did her kissing trick on me and I was incapacitated for a long 
time. "James Mitchell, I love you so much."
   "I love you, my Mandie Chip..." We kissed and touched some more.
   "They're waiting for us at the pool... Dinner's at 7 sharp."
   We went outside and all the horseplay and giggling stopped and 
everybody looked at us.
   "See, I told you they'd behave!" Sara said. "He's still got his 
clothes on!"
   "But his pants are all stretched out of shape." Brenda.
   "Betcha he's stained his underwear already." Jules.
   "No staying power..." Nicole shook her head sadly.
   Amanda hugged me fondly, "They're just envious. I told them I MUST 
have you tonight because I'm the youngest here - and the only virgin." 
With that she eeled out of her toga and plunged in, splashing them all.
   I allowed myself a leisurely fifteen minutes to savor the display of 
tantalizing female flesh before I wagged my finger at Jules.
   "Me?" All bright eyed and innocent. And wet. And naked. "I can't do 
anything with you - I promised Amanda." She spread her hands and 
shrugged her shoulders. They all snickered as my eyes followed the 
bouncing boobs.
   "You know I'm only after you for your brains."

We had made almost half a million dollars with our investments 
yesterday. We reinvested it all, with Jules gentle rocking herself on my 
leg - it worked last time so we were reluctant to change, in case it 
brought bad luck. Along with her small climax, Jules also added 4 new 
stocks that she'd investigated and showed potential.
   We went back outside to tell Nicole we blew all her money again. She 
shrugged and my tongue fell out. In my stupor I didn't even notice them 
stripping me until Jules and Nicole tossed me in.
   Sara and Amanda were standing in the shallow end, clutching and 
whispering, gesturing wildly. Then they'd look at me, blush and go back 
to their animated conversation.
   "Sara's telling Amanda about her first time - since they're both so 
tiny." Nicole explained as she backed on to me in the pool and wrapped 
my arms around her waist.
   "And Amanda's teaching Sara about blow jobs. We hear she's something 
of a prodigy in that department." Brenda added as she slipped behind me 
and reached down to verify if it were true. She had to look a long time 
since at that precise moment it was hiding halfway inside Nicole.
   Jules came up and latched on to Nicole. The two got into this really 
intense and blood boiling kiss that I could feel all the way down in my 
cock.
   After the kiss finally ended and they got their breaths back, Jules, 
all dimples and sparkles said, "Nicole and I, we are nuzzling our cunts 
tonight."
   Nicole leaned back and kissed me, flicking her tongue on me. Suddenly 
I was ALL the way inside her.
   "DON'T move!" She warned, "So. all the girls go on about 'nuzzling 
her cunt' this and 'nuzzling her cunt' that; all I can say is that it 
had better be good." She smiled fondly up at me, patting my cheek, 
"After all, the stud here can barely keep up with me." In a stage 
whisper she added, "No staying power. Ugh!" I pushed into her and she 
started shaking.
   I added a finger on her clit and she reached her arms around my neck, 
arched back and lapped me again. "Oh god, I love it when you get mad! 
Sorry girls, I take back everything I said about him." Jules took the 
chance to start gumming the proffered nipples as I stroked a hard clit 
and made slow strokes in her.
   "Oh, oh god, oh god, ahhh... You can nuzzle my cunt anytime. 
Ahhh-hhhh.." She fell bonelessly on to Jules who took the opportunity to 
thoroughly molest her, Brenda abandoned me as well, sensing easy prey.
   Sara by now was floating limply in the shallow end, being treated to 
the sublime kissing experience that only Amanda could provide. They 
looked to the world like she was getting mouth to mouth, unless one 
noticed the stiffness of her lovely boobs and that Amanda was 
shamelessly massaging them.
   I was left in the cold. Again. Grouchily I went to sun myself.
   Soon after that, Sara and Amanda came up and gave me a light double 
kiss as they went inside to prepare dinner and, undoubtedly, to continue 
their "conversation".

Dinner was a remarkable affair. The girls made a big roast with potatoes 
and salad and it was thoroughly enjoyed to flickering candlelight. For 
dessert we had Cherry Cheesecake, "to celebrate my soon-to-be-remedied 
condition," Amanda added, looking steadily at me.
   Dinner was cleared away and left for the cleaners who would be coming 
the next day, saving us the ignominy to try and get the dishwasher to 
cooperate. I was hustled to the guestroom, kissed, and was told to get 
ready.
   I shaved, showered, sweated and showered again.

The lights dimmed and she stood there, shrouded in misty white, the 
little elfin figure who had captivated my senses and touched the chord 
in my heart. She came up to me, a dreamy smile on her face, but her eyes 
shone.
   "I am the sacrificial virgin..." She announced quietly, proudly. My 
breath roared in my ears, my blood boiled in anticipation. Slowly she 
shrugged off her gown and, naked, she sank to her knees and clasped my 
ankles. "I give you my heart, my soul, my body and all that is dear to 
me, as befits a Hero..." I found I was shaking.
   I helped her up and kissed her brow, submersing in the fragrance of 
her embrace. I held her, not wishing to ever release her, needing to 
know she would forever be a physical part of me.
   Music played in the room, a cello piece, unlike any I've heard 
before, its plaintive, lyrical notes resonating in my soul.
   "This is music I have chosen," She whispered, "For the night I share 
the gift of my virginity..." She looked up at me, I could not breathe, I 
could not see, anymore. The sweet music rang inside my head as she led 
me to the canopied bed.
   I laid her on the satin sheets, basking in the heat of her body, my 
fingers and my mouth tasting the soft brow, the blue eyes that could 
pierce my soul; the aquiline nose, the mouth that laughed and shared 
pleasure with me; the proud breasts that enticed and challenged, the 
nipples that cried out for succor; the slim torso, so lithe and 
beguiling, and the long coltish legs with the small, sweet opening at 
their junction.
   I tasted her zealously, this enchanting faerie of mine, as I strove 
to join the essence of her being to mine. I touched, I teased, I 
caressed and I drove her to the limits of her senses, then I pushed her 
beyond. She shook and cried in her pleasure, until her voice became 
strained and hoarse. I worked tirelessly to excite her until she is too 
exhausted to respond.
   She laid there, spent, a sheen of sweat coated her lissome body. I 
held her, so small and fragile in my embrace.
   "Rest, my precious one, there will be many more nights like this. It 
can wait." I whispered, "For you will always be my Mandie Chip."
   She looked at me and she gripped me, sudden fierce determination 
lining her face, "James Mitchell, if you care anything for me," she 
angrily wiped a tear from her eye, "Tonight, now, you will take me and 
make me yours."
   And so, very gently, oh so very gently, to the haunting strains of 
Amanda's Song - I made her mine.




Author's notes on
Amanda's Song.

Second Movement, Adagio ma non troppo, from
Concerto for Cello in B-Minor. Opus 104
by Antonin Dvorak

Written just prior to his death and Dvorak's only complete Cello 
Concerto, this piece is undeniably one of the most poignant among all 
written music.
   Dedicated to Dvorak's childhood sweetheart, this touching movement 
lyrically portrays the meeting of two lonely wanderers in a sensuous 
lullaby, full of yearning and seduction. They join in a sometimes 
tempestuous dance that realizes a harmonious sum far greater than its 
individual components.




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James
Part III. Competition


Chapter 11

We were roused at the crack of dawn by four very noisy and very naked 
ladies.
   "Amanda, are you alright?"
   "Did the brute hurt you?"
   "Did you have a good time?"
   "Did you guys sleep at all?"
   Amanda turned from where she was lying on top of me.
   "Good morning! I feel great! Actually I hurt, but it's a good hurt. 
We did it! I'm no longer virgin!"
   She gave me a long loving kiss, "Good morning lover, how are you?"
   "Oh, spare me, lady, no more! I swear - I did all I could. Have 
mercy!" I threw up my hand.
   She giggled, "I love you, Mr Dweebus the Ravisher, you were the 
sweetest, gentlest ravisher I'll ever know." I gave her another kiss and 
then everyone piled on, kissing and touching.
   There was some blood on the sheets and Sara was particularly 
concerned. She insisted on doing a personal inspection of Amanda's 
equipment and the other two naturally crowded around. Amanda looked at 
me helplessly, blushing furiously. I stroked her hair and kissed her 
nose.
   "Oh, she's SO small!"
   "And it's all red... Does it hurt a lot?" Amanda shook her head 
weakly.
   They all took turns kissing it better until Nicole told them to 
behave.
   Nicole was radiant and excited. "We nuzzled cunts all night. I swear 
I cannot come for a week. It's everything you told me, and more! Wow!"
   Amanda wanted to know what it was but I told her it was best saved 
for the right time. "Besides, it's not something you can explain. Just 
ask Nicole!"
   "Yeah, the best thing is to experience it when you are relaxed, 
rested, and with people you love..." She hugged us and kissed us all.
   "Oh, it can't be better than last night. I came and came, and then he 
made me come again. Oh god. It was wonderful!" Amanda enthused.
   "No, I agree, he's wonderful." Nicole touched my cheek, "You make me 
melt, every time..." She gazed in my eyes and kissed me, gently.
   "Ahem, someone's got a hardon again..."
   "Stop, don't touch it!"
   "It's gonna BLOW!"
   "Look at how red it's getting!"
   "Maybe we should kiss it better..."
   Nicole hustled the girls out. "You two have 30 minutes and we've got 
to get moving!" She blew us a kiss and disappeared.
   "I love you, my Mandie Chip..."
   "And I love you, James Mitchell." We hugged and she gently rubbed her 
thigh on the side of my cock.
   "I finally got your big ugly thing inside..."
   "And you'll probably hurt for a week. Was it worth it?"
   "Don't say that. It was worth that and more, now I know I'm yours. 
It's the best feeling... I really, really love you." I held her and she 
buried her head in my neck.
   I carried her to the shower, like the first time, but Amanda was 
tired and quite sore so I washed her gently and tucked her back in bed. 
She nodded off and I went down for breakfast.
   "Let Amanda sleep. I'll drop you and the girls off at school and then 
we'll drive down to the competition. Call when you can. And good luck, 
my love." Nicole hugged me and gave me a quick kiss.

    

There was a small send off at school but, with Coach Wilson glaring at 
us, nobody got to try any funny stuff. Fortunately too, since I had 
already been treated to a warm session with the girls on the way down 
during which they just about succeeded in sending me all the way off.
   The bus ride down was every bit as bad as we expected, it was hot and 
smelly inside. Good thing there were only 7 of us going down.
   I had 3 matches the first day, and 4 the next day. If I was lucky, 
then I got to move on to the finals on Sunday.
   I realized I was still bushed from last night so I took the chance to 
nap. I heard Coach Wilson say he wished everybody could be as calm as I 
was. I just wished for a few more hours of sleep and perhaps dream of 
Amanda.

I lost the first match, but it was against the reigning champ and I 
still took 2 falls, so I was not too disappointed. Afterwards he shook 
my hand and said, "Good match", which made me feel even better.
   I breezed through the other matches and Coach Wilson was beaming. I 
told him I'm going to get a rub down at a friend's hotel because ours 
was overbooked. He was very agreeable and I asked, "If I'm late, can I 
call in at lights out and stay over there?" He looked suspiciously at me 
and said, "No sex, right?"
   I gave him my best "Who, me?" look and hurried off.

    

Nicole's suite was on the 23rd floor of the hotel and was bigger than 
the combined sizes of the 4 rooms the school had booked. Nicole was in a 
short terry robe and I patted her ass as I gave her a warm kiss.
   "How's Amanda?" She took my hand and led me to a bedroom where 
Amanda, naked under a T-shirt, was bouncing up and down on the water 
bed.
   "And there's a switch to make it vibrate too!" my Chip was all of 12 
years old again. She threw herself at me and I let her pin me.
   "Loser has to kiss me wherever I want!" As she smothered me with 
sloppy kisses and tongue.
   "Ooooh, you stink!" She wrinkled up her nose, "Like old laundry. But 
kiss me some more..." I slipped my hand up to her back and stroked her 
softly. She shivered and licked my lips. Nicole knelt down and gave us 
each a kiss.
   "Take him to the shower and I'll order dinner."
   We soaped each other and I looked at her vagina. It was a bit puffy 
but it didn't seem to bother her. I kissed it and told her we wouldn't 
have sex until it's all better.
   "I miss it already... But I still have this!" And stuck me in her 
mouth. I grew quickly as her tongue searched out the nerve endings. She 
hummed and her hands explored my balls. She kissed me for a long time, 
but would not let me come.
   Finally, she looked up at me and started to pump on me in earnest. I 
clutched her hair and slumped back against the shower wall as waves of 
blinding ecstasy shook me. I kept jamming more of me in her mouth until, 
with a choked moan I sprayed my come into her mouth, forced deep on to 
my cock. She was frantically swallowing as I drove myself ever deeper 
into her tightness. I had to grab her head to stop myself from 
collapsing.
   Tenderly she kissed and sucked me clean, still on her knees.
   "Is it ten minutes yet?"

    

We were barely dry when Nicole called me to the phone.
   "Hi sweetie!" Jules was all excited, "Did you have a good day?"
   I started telling her about the match but she cut in.
   "Listen, about the school dance, d'you know it's next Friday? And I 
don't think I remember you asking me to go with you."
   "Sure I asked you, the week you ditched me..."
   "Oh... oh well, I got us tickets already. And just so you don't feel 
rejected, I'll be glad to go with you..."
   "I don't know how I can ever repay your kindness..."
   "Think nothing of it, I'll come up with something. And don't forget 
my corsage!"
   "Listen, er, do you think I might get lucky that night?"
   "Hmmm, no, probably not. I hear you talk too much and you have no 
staying power."
   "How 'bout a blow job then?"
   "Oh no, what kind of a girl do you think I am?!"
   "I'll be quick, I promise, no more than ten minutes, five if you're 
any good."
   "Well, maybe, if you get me a real nice corsage and you bring your 
own kleenexes."
   "Deal! We have a date!"
   "Wait, Sara here wants to talk to you."
   "Hi... How's your day?"
   I started talking about the day but she stopped me.
   "James, Simon's asked me to the dance and I wasn't sure if I should 
go."
   "Do you want to go with him?"
   "Yeah, kinda. You'll be going with Jules and..."
   "Go ahead then, Sara. It'll be fun. You be nice to him."
   "And James, you'll still take me out after?"
   "Absolutely. We have to have at least six more dates!" I could feel 
her grinning over the phone.
   "I love you..." She whispered, "Oh, and here's Brenda."
   "Hi James, how was..."
   "Wait, are you interested in hearing about my day or you have 
something to tell me?"
   "Well, I sorta got asked to the dance too and I sorta agreed... but I 
want you to know it doesn't change anything between us... OK?"
   "It's fine, Bren. That means we can all be at the dance!"
   "Yeah, that's what I thought as well. And I love you too, James."
   "Love you too... Bye!"
   I hung up and Amanda hugged me, "And I love you!" Nicole came up 
behind me and wrapped her arms around us, "You're such a sweetheart, 
willing to settle for a blowjob when you can't get laid. How can anyone 
not love you to pieces?" She kissed my neck and started kneading my 
shoulders. I closed my eyes and relaxed in Amanda's arms.
   Ten blissful minutes later, room service delivered a nicely charred, 
rare Porterhouse for me, sole for Nicole and spaghetti for Amanda.
   "You should move in with Nicole - that's ALL she has at home."
   "OK - eat and we'll finish your massage. Then shower and an early 
night." Nicole was all business again. Over dinner she read me notes 
that she had made on my other opponents. Apparently she had driven like 
a maniac and got in early so she could take notes and then, during 
breaks, went with Amanda to the Museum.
   I went around and knelt before her as I kissed her, "Thank you. I 
adore you." I whispered. She smiled and kissed me back tenderly.
   "Me too, Nicole!" Amanda said. She held Nicole's face in both her 
hands, and softly kissed her. I watched as Nicole went through a 
remarkable transformation. All the cares melted off her face, her body 
slumped and she simply dissolved under Amanda's touch. I could only 
stare, dumbfounded at the exquisite beauty arrayed before me.
   There were tears in Nicole's eyes when Amanda finally released her. 
"How can a kiss feel so incredible?" she shook her head. "You're 
amazing, Amanda! You should patent that!" Amanda grinned happily and 
turned to me. "Your turn!" and gave me a kiss that left me flopping 
bonelessly on the floor.
   Amanda watched TV as Nicole led me to a massage bench which she had 
set up in the other bedroom. I laid face down and she went to work. Her 
long powerful fingers found every kink and hot spot on my back and 
pounded it out. It felt like an orgasm - only this one lasted 30 
minutes.
   I turned over and Nicole perched on my waist. She was sweaty and her 
hair was pasted over her face and she was the most incredibly beautiful 
person I had ever seen. My cock batted her on the ass.
   I reached down and slipped my prick into her. She started shaking and 
fell on my chest.
   "No, ahhh, A-Amanda's o-outside. Oh, ahh, ahhh." I was about halfway 
in.
   "Ugh... ugh..." she breathed as I fucked her with short shallow 
strokes. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Amanda come in the 
room. She put her finger to her lips and tiptoed behind Nicole. I 
started caressing her hard nipples.
   Suddenly Nicole started shaking and moaning as Amanda stuck her 
tongue in and around our slow coupling. Nicole was squirming on me and 
digging her nails into my skin. Her moans and shudders grew until 
suddenly she screamed into my shoulder, then she bit me, driving herself 
down on my cock and convulsing in a violent orgasm. She shook and moaned 
a long time, even as Amanda came around and hugged us, poking a hard 
nipple in my eye.
   "She-she stuck her tongue in my b-behind!" Shuddered Nicole as Amanda 
beamed. Suddenly Nicole grabbed Amanda and kissed her hard, still 
rocking on me.
   I worked my arm around Amanda's back and down her crack. She was 
dripping wet as I rubbed her clit. Nicole was still shivering.
   Amanda tore away from Nicole, "Put your finger inside!" she hissed at 
me before returning to the kiss. I pumped her gently as she pulled 
Nicole's hand to her breast. As I leaned up to kiss the other one, I 
could hear their breaths gasping into each other as they grunted and 
shook in their pleasure.

    

I had to help two shaky little girls to the shower and ended up washing 
both of them and myself as well. I followed them to the water bed after 
making my call in to coach Wilson.
   Amanda was using one of Nicole's breast for a pillow. I leaned over 
and kissed Amanda and nibbled her lips as she smiled at me. Then I 
kissed Nicole and whispered. "You are am amazing human being, my 
Princess." She smiled happily and her eyes sparkled.
   Amanda kissed us and spread herself out over Nicole and me. I began 
stroking Nicole's breast and running my other hand over Amanda's tight 
ass.
   "Mmmm, it was a naughty thing you did, Amanda."
   "Yeah, wasn't it? I LOVED it!"
   "I didn't think I could ever feel so turned on about something that 
depraved!"
   "I didn't know either but it felt right at the time... It was really 
exciting for me too."
   "Your talented mouth should be classified as a National treasure."
   Amanda giggled. "It feels so good knowing you enjoy it. It makes me 
tingle!"
   Amanda put her arms around our necks and said, "Goodnight, my very 
best friends in the world..." Nicole nestled deeper into my shoulders 
and her hand found mine across Amanda's back, "G'Night, my sweets..."
   I held the two lovely ladies to me and thanked my stars.

    

Nicole's observation notes about my opponents were brilliant - I knew 
their weaknesses and strengths and tricks long before they had a chance 
to learn mine. I sailed past all 5 matches cleanly except for a stupid 
fall suffered when I was looking at the girls instead of his feet.
  I changed and called home and Mom was thrilled and happy. Coach Wilson 
was also well pleased as he came up and pumped my hand. "I'm glad the 
little mat burn didn't slow you down!", pointing at Nicole's love bite, 
"Take it easy and I'll see you tomorrow!" I had made the finals.

    

Amanda had her arms around Nicole and me as we wandered through the 
Museum. Nicole had insisted that Amanda finish what they had come here 
to do. By closing time she was getting quite tired and so we ate at the 
burger joint next door before returning to the hotel.
   Nicole was again making mincemeat out of my back on the massage table 
when Amanda came in, still naked from the shower.
   "You guys go have fun - I'm going to bed now." She mumbled drowsily.
   After Amanda fell asleep, I showered and got into the sea island 
cotton suit Nicole brought along for me. I made a reservation to the 
Hotel's roof restaurant and had just left a message to Coach Wilson, 
telling him that I was going to stay over when the bedroom door opened.
   I stood and stared, my jaw bouncing on the floor. She was wearing a 
shimmering white ankle-length dress, cut almost hip high, and a plunging 
neckline that showed maddening glimpses of gravity defying boobs. The 
blood pounded in my ears and if my insides had not been totally 
liquefied, I would have jumped her on the spot.
   She did a pirouette in her heels and crinkled at me, "You like?" I 
could only blink and gasp for a long time.
   "Wow!" I breathed. "Aren't there laws about wearing this in public?"
   "I expect my knight to stand up for my rights tonight... Oooh, look! 
He's standing already!" I had to grab her hand as she reached for my 
pulsing bulge.
   "Don't touch it. Otherwise I'll be walking around with a big stain on 
my pants!"
   I took her hand and rushed us out. She leaned up against me at the 
elevators, clutching my arm.
   "I'm glad I don't have that problem, I just run down my legs..." My 
jaw hit the floor again.
   "You mean, you... you're..."
   "...totally pantyless? I'm afraid so." She twinkled.
   I sighed and shook my head sadly.
   "James? You don't think it's too..."
   "No - I'm just sorry I blew all your money. You're reduced to buying 
dresses with big holes in them and you can't even afford underwear!"
   She had her nails buried in my shoulder and was hiccupping weakly 
against me when the elevator doors opened.
   She leaned over and whispered, "I think I just pee'd myself!" and ran 
off to the ladies as soon as we got to the top.

    

I knew Nicole was back in the room when I heard the collective sound of 
jaws hitting the floor. Pierre, the restaurant's manager, who'd been 
explaining an unfortunate mixup in our reservations, stopped and stared 
as Nicole nestled herself against me. As she kissed my cheek she pressed 
a banknote in my hand.
   I waved it in front of him and he quickly made it disappear. I swear 
it was Ben Franklin's face I saw.
   Pierre, suddenly remembering that we were on the "Special VIP" list, 
ushered us to a table with an impressive view of the city. The sun was 
beginning to set and it bathed her hair and face with a halo of fire. 
Her eyes brimmed with tenderness as I held her hand and stared back.
   Pierre said something in the background about 'Drinks' and I growled, 
"Champagne, the best." without taking my eyes off her.
   Our reverie was briefly interrupted when the waiter popped a bottle 
of '89 Cristal.
   "To you, Nicole. The gods favored me when you entered my life. Thank 
you, my Princess." I'd wanted to say more but my voice had failed me. 
She gripped my hand tightly, her eyes soft and misty.
   "James, you have given me life. You touched me and made living 
possible. Everything I am, I am because of you, my Knight..." My hands 
shook as we toasted and drank.
   It tickled my throat and reminded me of ginger ale, and it could have 
been, for all the difference it made. Words and thought were no longer 
necessary, our gripping hands and locked gazes said all that was 
necessary.
   It was after nine when we left the restaurant. She rested her head on 
my shoulder and took my arm.
   "I have always dreamt of this. A romantic, star-filled night, my 
lover's strong arms keeping me warm and safe." She turned to me, "I have 
never loved anybody as I love you..." We held each other and shared a 
tender kiss that did not end until we were outside the suite.
   Once inside Nicole kicked off her shoes and breathed a sigh of 
relief, "I'll never wear those horrid things again." I kissed her and 
swept her up in my arms as she purred around my neck.
   The lights were low as we quietly entered the bedroom. Amanda was not 
in the bed, instead there was a note on the pillow:
   "Enjoy yourself - but not too loud, I'm sleeping next door."
   "The gods have favored us with your Amanda." Nicole said softly.

    

I started taking off my clothes and she sprawled in bed to watch me, one 
tanned breast precariously exposed, and I could almost see up the length 
of a long sleek leg. The buzzing in my head grew as she adjusted herself 
and I could see the wetness gleaming in the shadows.
   I kissed her neck and breasts as I slipped her dress off, licking my 
way down her tight abdomen as I worked the garment off her.
   I trailed my tongue back up to her mouth and she folded me in her 
arms. She guided me into her hot moistness, the buzzing was maddening 
but I forced myself to go slowly, savoring every nuance of her soft, 
coddling warmth.
   She hissed her pleasure and wrapped her legs around me as I made 
short even strokes, pulling me deeper each time. Her hands gripped my 
hair as she shook in a series of ever-stronger climaxes, her mouth 
attacking mine in a frenzy.
   My mind was drowning in a whirlpool of sensations radiating about our 
sex which soon enveloped my whole being. I shook uncontrollably as my 
seed loosed itself in a torrent of liquid ecstasy into her core.
   We laid there for a long time, our bodies and our beings joined as 
one. Finally, as I slipped out of her, she softly kissed me and eased 
out of bed.
   A moment later, she returned with a bright eyed Amanda in her arms. 
"You guys have a good time?"
   "You mean just now? Couldn't you hear?" Amanda was making herself 
comfortable on top of our bodies.
   "I just heard two people sharing themselves and their love. It was 
tender, sweet and incredibly special." She said quietly, "Exactly the 
same way I feel about us."


Chapter 12

My opponent for the semis was surprisingly strong and I barely squeaked 
past him by relying on my speed. The next round was for the title and my 
opponent was again John who'd beaten me the first day. We went to sudden 
death before he pinned me.
   As I stood on the podium getting my silver medal John shook my hand 
warmly and said, "We'll kick some ass at Nationals!" He was too nice to 
mention that I would go only if he could not compete.
   Coach dismissed me after wringing my hand to a pulp and I rushed off 
to find the girls. We had 3 more hours of driving ahead of us and I 
wanted to spend all of it with them.
   I laid on Amanda's lap in the back of the Mercedes, her hand inside 
my T, teasing the few hairs I have there. There was a melancholy in the 
air, we knew that this most amazing weekend was coming to an end and we 
would have to part company.
   Amanda caressed my face and her other hand drifted down to my shorts. 
She tugged the zip down and gently pulled my erection out. She looked 
into my eyes, then as she kissed me she slowly moved her little hand on 
me.
   I felt myself dissolving in her soft touch, falling deeper into a 
world of sensuality and emotions and suddenly I was shaking and my hips 
were humping into her fist. She smiled and leaned down to take me in her 
mouth. There was time for her to lick me once and I was pumping my come 
into her. With her hand still moving slowly on the shaft, she sucked 
softly as I emptied myself. Finally she pulled off and I could see her 
work my sperm in her mouth before she swallowed.
   "I want to make sure I have something to remind me of the most 
wonderful week of my life."
   I pulled Amanda's face down for a kiss and she smiled sadly. I turned 
and kissed her soft belly, pulling up her shirt so I could touch her 
bare skin. I watched as her nipples swelled and became hot and excited 
under my tongue. She moaned softly but said nothing, letting my mouth 
and tongue roam over her sweet breasts.
   I moved up and took her into my lap and she opened her legs as I 
brushed my hand over them. We kissed as I gently rubbed her sex, until 
she breathed her release. Afterwards, curled up together, we slept.

    

It was almost five when we arrived at Amanda's house. We straightened 
ourselves as she gripped my hand. After a whispered, "I love you James." 
Amanda bolted from the car. Nicole went with her as the front door 
opened and Mr and Mrs Cipola came out.
   I got out and walked up to them. Nicole and Amanda stared at me.
   "Uh, hello, James..."
   "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cipola. I met Mme Petitcoeur and Amanda at the 
Museum yesterday and they kindly offered me a ride back... What I like 
to do is ask for your permission to take Amanda out some time..."
   "Are you saying that you want Amanda to go on a date with you? Do you 
realize she's only twelve?" Amanda was looking to faint.
   "Yes sir, I am also aware that she is a very intelligent, sensitive 
and lovely young lady. I would appreciate the chance to get to know 
her."
   He studied me until Mrs Cipola nudged him. "I see you've made an 
impression on both ladies of my family. I trust you will not make me 
regret my decision, young man!"
   "No sir, you have my word. I thank you for your confidence, and your 
trust." I shook hands with him and his wife. I turned to Amanda, "If it 
is alright with you, can I call you later?" She nodded, smiling through 
her tears as she gravely shook my hand.

    

"Wow, I don't know where you got the nerve to do that! I almost had a 
heart attack back there!" Nicole drove in silence for a while. "Now it's 
got me turned on like never before. Do you mind if we go to my place 
first?"
   "I guess I have 10 minutes..."
   After Nicole stopped laughing, she said, "And I'm not going to settle 
for a blow job. I want you to FUCK the living daylights out of me, 
understand?" And she floored the gas.
   Our clothes were all over the front seats before the garage door 
closed. She clambered over to the passenger side and dropped her wet 
cunt on me and started rocking.
   "Ugh, ah, ah." Her eyes were closed and her nails dug into my skin. I 
mauled her breasts and lashed my tongue in her mouth. As I came I 
pressed her hips down on me as she spasmed and flopped on my prick. She 
shivered along my body as we came down from our wild explosion. She 
licked my ears and nibbled my neck and my erection refused to go down.
   "Mmmm, you are such a wild man. You drive me crazy!" She started 
pumping again. I held her face and licked her lips. she sucked my tongue 
into her mouth and I surged into her. She started humming and shivering 
again.
   "James... touch me there... my behind... gently!" She gave a small 
shriek when I touched her and then shook with a long noisy orgasm as I 
rubbed her juices around her ass, still pumping shakily on me. Her head 
fell on my shoulder as she wheezed out her climax.
   "Oh... oh, I'm leaking!" She jumped off me and held her panties to 
her crotch, dashing inside. I caught up to her at the top of the stairs. 
I grabbed her around the waist and, while she hung on the banister, 
stuck my wet and throbbing cock in her from behind. She wailed as I 
pounded into her hot wet sex. I reached around and pinched her clit as 
her cries peaked and a load of hot semen burned its way down my cock. I 
fell on the floor and she collapsed over me. She draped her head over my 
shoulder and licked my ear.
   "Wow, that's how it feels to be ravished! Hmmm I'm leaking again." 
She was nibbling and sticking her tongue in my ear but I was too drained 
to do anything.
   "Don't move!" She cautioned needlessly as she dashed off to the 
bathroom while I laid on the landing at the top of the stairs with a 
sticky puddle of our dripping cooling on my belly.
   She came back with a wide grin on her face, "I couldn't find a cloth 
so..." as she knelt and started lapping the come off my stomach. She had 
barely started on my pubic hair when my prick rose and threatened to 
take her eye out. She licked her way down it before sliding it inside 
her hot mouth. I pulled her over my face and started cleaning her out as 
well.
   With long slow strokes Nicole slipped her mouth up and down the full 
length of my cock. I started shaking again and I dropped my head back, 
too weak to do anything but grunt and hump myself into her face.
   She kept me deep in her mouth and massaged my balls. She hummed and 
squeezed the base of my cock and, without warning, I started shooting 
into her, bucking and screaming in my orgasm.
   She kept me in her, licking and sucking gently until I was completed 
wilted and empty.
   "And that's MY memento for the most wonderful week." She said as she 
shoved me in her shower.
   We arranged for me to drop by the next day and she gave me a tired 
wave and a smile as I drove off in the BMW.

    

I called from the car and she answered on the first ring.
   "Hi... Amanda?"
   "Hi... oh god, I'm shaking... I miss you already!"
   "I miss you too, and thank you for a wonderful week."
   "You know - that was the most incredible thing you did. Mom and Dad 
hadn't stopped talking about you!"
   "Good or bad?"
   "I think they're already planning our wedding... With a shotgun if 
necessary!"
   "Oh..."
   "James - if I could love you any more, I would, but you already own 
every part of me. It was the sweetest and bravest thing anyone's ever 
done for me... I love so you so very much..."
   "I love you..."
   "When can I see you again? Are you planning to take me out?"
   "How about next Saturday?"
   "Oh good. Can you pick me up early?"
   "How early?"
   "Like 12am?" She giggled.
   "Maybe a little later, then we can go on a picnic."
   "That will be good... I can get the food."
   "I'll get the drinks and pick you up at ten, then."
   "Are you going to call me again?"
   "I don't know..."
   "I can't sit by the phone and wait for your email at the same time, 
you know."
   "OK - I'll call you at 6:30 when I can."
   "I can live with that, I suppose... I miss you so much!"
   "I miss you too. Uh, I gotta go, I'm home!"
   "Call me tomorrow, if you can... James, I love you."
   "Love you... Sleep tight, my Mandie Chip."

    

Dinner was great, Mom had pot roast with all the trimmings and 
afterwards Dad took pictures of me and my medal. There were even a 
couple of calls from local newspapers asking for an interview.
   Jules called and invited me over. Her whole family was waiting by the 
porch. I was hugged by everyone and they ooh'd and aah'd over the medal.
   Jules dragged me to the back of the house where she leaned into me 
and kissed me passionately. "Oh, I missed you so much... And I'm so 
proud of you!" We held each other as I squeezed the warm flesh inside 
her tight jeans.
   "Did you have a good time with Nicole and Amanda?"
   "Yeah, but it was sad to say goodbye to Amanda."
   "Must be hard to be by herself. When you're not around, I've still 
got Bren and Sara... Maybe I can call her and cheer her up."
   "That would be a great idea," I said. "Are the girls coming over for 
'homework' tonight?"
   "No - we have to go to look for a dress again tomorrow so we REALLY 
have to do homework tonight! Oh, before you go, can you invite Celeste 
for a ride? She's dying to go in the BMW but she's too shy to ask..."
   "OK, we'll ask her - but first, I want to talk to you about 
something..."
   I had thought about what I needed to do to look after Nicole's shares 
and I had arranged with Mom and Dad to stay over at Nicole's after 
school. I told Jules to tell her parents that she has a parttime job 
working with me at JamPC Holdings every Tuesday and Thursday. Her eyes 
lit up and we went inside.
   Jules dragged Celeste out and said, "Take my sister for a ride. I've 
got to talk to Mom and Dad. Don't come back for an hour!"

    

I took the top down, even though it was not that warm but Celeste seemed 
to enjoy it. I took us up the back road up the hill and she laughed as 
her blond hair streamed back. I pulled up at the bluff.
   "How are you doing?"
   "Great! This is a fun car!"
   "Yeah, I have to return it tomorrow, unfortunately... Listen, 
Celeste, you know I care a lot for Jules, right?"
   "Yeah, I guess so."
   "And you know, like, we're having sex, right?"
   "Yeah, it was very obvious."
   "I mean to say that I won't do anything to hurt her..."
   "Uh... Are you guys protected?"
   I told her about making Jules buy me the carton of Trojans. Celeste 
giggled, "You shouldn't have, that was so mean!"
   "But it made it clear to her that it's both our responsibilities. 
Although, the time you heard us at home, we'd both forgotten about it."
   "But nothing happened, right?"
   "Yeah, lucky for us... So now she's 100% protected."
   "She's on the pill?"
   "No, something better." So I told her about the implant.
   "That's good to know. I thought about it after our talk last time and 
I guess I was feeling very left out. It's like Jules always had 
everything! I was in such a state when Mark asked her out - I mean we're 
in the same grade and he had the nerve to ask my SISTER out!"
   "Hey - what about me? For 2 weeks I went around ripping people's arms 
out of their socket! How d'ya think I got into the finals?"
   She laughed, "You shoulda ripped HIS arms out! All eight of them! I 
swear, when I went out with him, that's what it felt like!"
   "You went out with him?"
   "Yeah, in our Junior year, he asked me out and I guess I was blinded 
by his looks and his money... It wasn't a nice experience."
   "Did anything happen? Did he hurt you?"
   "Nothing physical, but he made me feel cheap. Like I was nothing but 
a toy for him to play with."
   "I'm sorry, you're too nice to have this happen to you. You got over 
that, right?"
   "Not really - I haven't dated anyone after that..."
   "That's terrible!" Celeste nodded.
   I got out of the car. "C'mon, let's go for a walk. And I can be your 
date."
   I offered my arm and she took it. We walked a bit along the path.
   "You know, someone once told me that we all have a romantic dream. 
And much of it has to do with having somebody you can trust, and 
knowing, deep down inside, that that person will never betray your 
trust." I stopped and looked at her, "Celeste, if you let me, I can be 
that person for you." I held her elbows and kissed her on the cheek.
   "What about Jules... Don't you love her?"
   "I do - we will tell her if you decide that I can be your friend. But 
it will not change how Jules and I feel about each other. It's all a 
matter of trust, Celeste."
   Slowly she put her arms around me and held me for a long time. As we 
walked back to the car, she looked at me and said, "I will think on what 
you said, but thank you for a lovely date."
   She was laughing and smiling all the way home.
   We pulled up in front of her house and she put her hand over mine on 
the gearshift. She leaned over and kissed me on the side of my mouth.
   She giggled, "I don't even know how to kiss any more..." I held her 
face and kissed her gently, just light, butterfly touches but I could 
feel our hearts pounding. I felt her tongue probe against mine and we 
gently let them touch and dance on each other. When we pulled back, her 
eyes were shining and she was breathing hard.
   "Thank you for a GREAT date, James. I think I'm beginning to learn 
about trust. Please don't rush me..."
   "Take your time. I will always be there for you."
   We chatted outside until Jules joined us.
   "James, they said it's OK as long as my grades don't slip. How much 
are you paying me?"
   "We can go with, say $10 an hours plus commission, which means you'll 
be making some serious money. Provided you do your job well of course."
   "Am I required to suck up to my boss, and sit on his knee or 
something?"
   "Or something..."
   "Ugh, you guys are gonna get obscene again, aren't you?" Celeste 
grinned and went inside.
   "Did you see that? Celeste smiled, at us!"
   "We had a talk..." Jules grabbed my hand and pulled me to the back. 
She pulled my arms around her neck and said, "You're supposed to give 
your new employee an orientation so she knows what to expect..." and 
kissed me as she pulled me against her groin.
   She sniffed me. "Is that Celeste's perfume?" I smiled and said, "Just 
a little kiss." and buffed my nails on my lapel.
   "I can't believe you kissed the Ice Maiden!"
   "She said she hadn't been kissed for a long time. Keep it between us 
for now, but she's had a bad experience with a boy once and..."
   "...and Mr James Mitchell goes to the rescue... Or is it Mr. MM?" I 
had to take her hand off my crotch.
   "No, definitely not Mr. MM, - it'll take some time for her to get 
over it."
   "Hmmmm, I wonder if she's had her cunt nuzzled..."
   "Stay away from her! She doesn't need to be molested by her own 
sister on top of everything else!"
   "Yes boss! I wouldn't dream of depriving you of your conquest!" Her 
eyes got dreamy, "Hmmm, but there's nothing wrong with a sisterly 
heart-to-heart, is there?"
   "Just behave yourself. Think like you've just come back from a date 
with Mark."
   She shuddered against me, "Oh gross. You sure know how to turn a girl 
off..."
   She snuggled into my neck, "Every time I think about it I get the 
shakes, knowing how close I came to losing you..." She kissed me and 
held my face, "I love you James, and I never, ever want to lose you." We 
kissed softly as she ran her hands over my back.
   "Do you think we can sneak you up to my room so that I can properly 
show my appreciation?"
   "Not a chance. But Tuesday, I'll pick you up after school and we'll 
have you working under me in no time!"
   "And maybe we can learn some more about atoms?"
   "What a smashing idea!"


Part IV. Interlude.

Chapter 13

	There were two identically miniskirted blonds waiting for me the next
morning. Jules climbed in the back and Celeste got in carefully, tugging 
her
short skirt down awkwardly.
   "Wait, Celeste has something to show you..." Jules grinned as she 
leaned
over my seat.
   Celeste fidgeted and tugged her skirt, refusing to look at either of 
us.
   "Celeste..."
   "OK, OK." She leaned forward and pecked me on the lips.
   "No, no, no, that's not it! Do it again, like we practiced!" Jules 
was
bouncing up and down, frustrated at her very slow pupil.
   Slowly, Celeste touched her lips to mine, and as I returned her kiss, 
her
hands started caressing my face. She turned her head slightly and our 
lips
nestled together. The pounding in my head grew as she tasted me with her
soft tongue, inviting me to do the same. Our breaths became gasps as we
pushed ourselves tightly together in an all out slobber fest.
   Celeste's hands were tearing my hair painfully as Jules pried us 
apart,
"No, no, no, that's not how she's supposed to do it either!"
   "What's wrong with that? It felt fine with me!"
   "She's supposed to stop before she got to the last part!" JulieAnn 
cried
in dismay.
   "That's because she had such a great teacher, you should be proud!" I
kissed Jules on the nose and slowly she relented.
   "How are you?" I asked Celeste, who was slumped in her seat, eyes
shining. She was playing with her skirt, which had ridden up her thighs,
showing a nice view of her panties. With a wet patch.
   "Fantastic!" She smiled shyly.
   "Ingrate!" Mumbled Jules.
   "Jules said if I didn't improve my kissing a lot you won't be 
interested
in me. So she offered to teach me..." Celeste blushed as JulieAnn 
giggled
delightedly and nibbled on my ear.
   "It took me till midnight before she'd even let me start! Not one of 
my
more satisfying students, I want you to know." Jules lamented, chewing 
on my
earlobe, "I slaved at it until it was daylight outside." and rubbed my 
hand
over her boob in anguish.
   "What else did she offer to teach you?" I was almost afraid to ask. 
Jules
giggled, pushed her tongue in my ear, and jabbed my hand with her 
suddenly
hard nipple.
   "She told me I was too small d-down there and I wouldn't be able to 
take
you..." I looked at my sweetheart as she grinned ghoulishly. "So tonight 
I
have to let her n-n-nuzz..."
   "Jules, you're such a liar! Celeste, you don't have to listen to her. 
I
told her not to pressure you!"
   "I don't mind, honest! But Jules said I have to say the whole name 
each
time." Celeste took a deep breath, "Tonight she's going to nuzzle my 
cunt."
She finished proudly.
   I looked at Jules, not believing the evil I had created. She rubbed
herself over my hand and beamed.
   "Aren't you PROUD of me?"

    

There was a crowd waiting at school again, but this time, strangely 
enough,
it appeared to be for me. Coach Wilson and Principal Hardie gave short
speeches and shook my hand. I took the opportunity to ask for time off 
for
afternoon trainings the 3 weeks until the Nationals and they readily 
agreed.
   Then, with my three lovely conspirators standing behind me, my 
devoted
fans, now some 20 strong, dressed in the now de rigueur white minis 
lined up
and congratulated me with warm kisses. I was seeing stars and had to be
supported bodily when finally, as the newest member of my fan club, 
Celeste
came up. Then, in front of the entire school, she carefully wrapped 
herself
around me and leisurely finished the kiss she had started in the car.

    

"Upstairs!"
   I followed her voice to find my beautiful vixen stretched out in bed.
Completely naked and exposed.
   "Are you going to stand there and stare or are you going to 
participate?"
   Despite a big breakfast, I was famished by the time she let me out of
bed. My knees buckled and I could barely get my shoes on.
   At the restaurant, Anton looked sympathetically at me and suggested 
the
16-oz prime rib. Nicole told him to make it a 24-ouncer, noting that,
indeed, I was practically skin and bones.
   "Today, my lovely knight, we are getting you a new steed, the kind 
with
four wheels." She smiled endearingly.
   "Are you doing it because you're worried I'd wreck your car?"
   "I thought all men want a loud snarling muscle car to go with their 
macho
image?"
   "No, I like mine smooth and sleek with the muscle underneath. Sort of
like someone I'm with right now..." She smiled and held my hand. "And I
happen to like your car a lot."
   "Are you sure you want my old car?"
   "Nicole, it reminds me of you. And we did so much in it..."
   "Oh, you're such a wonderful, romantic man!" She clutched my hand and
dabbed her eyes.
   "Wait, listen. Nicole, why don't you let ME buy you a car and you 
give me
the other one?" Her nails dug into my palm and she looked misty-eyed at 
me.
"Uh, as long as they'll take my credit card!" She nodded happily.
   "He's buying me a car." She crinkled at Anton as she dragged me away 
from
my meal.
   We went to the dealership and we took a Z3 out for a spin. She drove 
us
to a small back street and parked. Then she leaned over, pulled my cock 
out
and started sucking. For 3 seconds.
   "Too tight." She complained as the gearshift and brake handle got in 
the
way. I hastily repaired myself as she roared us back to the BMW dealer.
   The Corvette, the RX and the S2000 all flunked the test. By this time 
I
was dreading the sight of any car dealerships.
   Finally she found a good fit with the Mercedes SL. Which was 
fortunate
because I was at the brink of a breakdown. My hands shook, I drooled and
mumbled and I had developed a nervous tic on my face.
   Equally fortunately, they had a white model in stock and I hastily
scrawled my name on the invoice, marveling at the number of digits they 
can
squeeze onto such a tiny piece of paper.
   She drove off merrily and I followed in the Bimmer, until, in her 
garage,
she dreamily rocked on me while we christened her new car with our 
mingled
juices.

    

She was forced to alter my training since I had so callously upset the
routine, so I found myself sitting at the computer and, while it booted,
praying fervently that there was enough money left to pay for my recent
indulgences. The cost of her car alone could have paid off the deficit 
for a
number of third world countries.
   The investments had averaged a return of 15% with Jules's hunches
responsible for much of that. I cashed some slow movers and transferred 
the
amount to our bank account.
   I went downstairs and Nicole was directing the efforts of 2 boys from 
the
grocery store. Now that she was fully clothed they were a lot less
enthusiastic but everything got done in half the time. She grossly
overtipped them, obviously feeling guilty about depriving them of their
visual gratification.
   "How'd you know what to order?"
   "I took what we bought last time and multiplied it by 10." Which
explained the sacks of salt and the gallon drums of ketchup in the 
hallway.
My lovely darling could be dangerous with a credit card.
   I called and arranged to have the Store pick up the extras the next 
time
they were up.
   She was feeling very contrite but I assured her there was nothing to
worry about, as long as she humbled herself and showed the proper
appreciation for my understanding.
   So humbly she led me to the gym and told me to get my sorry ass in 
gear.

    

I pushed myself hard and Nicole stayed with me for a bit, then went and
lounged in the whirlpool.
   We lazed around the swimming pool afterwards and I told her the
arrangements I've made with Jules.
   "Why don't we have everyone over Thursday? Sort of a girls' day - 
with
you as entertainment?"
   "And could you get Celeste an implant too?" Her brows quirked.
   "She's Jules' older sister and I think tonight she's going to have 
her
cunt nuzzled..."
   "I think we had better start fattening you up!"
   We cooked and ate out on the deck and she helped me make the salad. 
It
was a great meal but I could see how beat she was, so we cleaned up and 
I
took her up to bed.
   "Sorry James, I'm really tired, it's been a busy week. Can we do it
another day?"
   I held her and said, "Have I told you how much I love you and how 
happy
you've made me?"
   "Yes, but tell me again..." as she kissed me tenderly.
   So I rocked her and whispered my love until she fell asleep.

    

"Hi, Amanda?"
   "HI! I LOVE YOU!" She yelled into the phone.
   "I take it nobody's home?"
   "How'ja guess? They've gone out to get groceries. You wanna come 
over? We
have 30 minutes!"
   "My god, you know how appealing that sounded? It was a nice thought
though."
   "Maybe I could get another babysitting job... You know the girls 
called
me just now? They're so sweet, they were afraid I was lonely. But I'm 
always
lonely without you..."
   "Don't be, I think about you all the time."
   "Oh, you're sweet too. Can you do something nice for Sara? She misses 
you
and she's not very strong yet..."
   "I know, she was kinda down today but she was trying to keep a cheery
face. I was thinking of looking her up.
   "Like I said, be nice to her. I feel a lot for her, you know... We 
have a
lot in common - including being hopelessly in love with you."
   "And she lets you rub her boobs."
   "That too... Anyways, how was your day?" I told her about the 
reception
and the speeches in the morning.
   "That's nice of them, I'm so proud of you. You really did good. I 
love
the way you twist them up and push their faces into the ground." There 
was
obviously a side of my sweet lovable Chip I had not been exposed to. She
went on to describe a few particularly gruesome moves she'd like me to
incorporate.
   "Sorry, that's only allowed in the WWF!" She sighed, devastated her 
hero
was not quite as bloodthirsty as she had hoped.
   "Yeah, I thought I'd seen that somewhere before. Are you sure the 
knuckle
in the eye is illegal?" I hastened to inform her that EVERYTHING she had
suggested was illegal, if not outright criminal.
   "Oh well, there goes my Saturday entertainment. Which, fortunately, 
has
been replaced by YOU! And you'd better come through big time, buddy 
boy!"
   "I'll do my best..."
   "Listen, I'm going to get a roast chicken and I'll bake a cake for
Saturday. Anything else you'd like?"
   "Just a sweet little morsel that I'm dying to eat up!"
   "Don't make any promises you can't keep!" She giggled. "And James, do 
you
think we can have some champagne too?"

     

"Hi, is Sara home?"
   She came bounding down the stairs, still in her white mini.
   "James!"
   "I thought you might want to go for an ice cream, just for an hour or
so."
   "Can we go somewhere else? I don't feel like eating..." She said as 
we
drove away.
   "Whatever you want, Sara." I squeezed her knee, "Happy one week
anniversary!"
   "Ohhh, you remembered!" She wrapped herself around my arm and leaned 
her
head on me.
   "It's hard to forget making love with somebody as sweet and as lovely 
as
you. Actually, it's twice as hard..." She giggled.
   She hugged herself tighter to me, "Oh, James. I get so afraid 
sometimes.
I thought after what we did, I'd be strong, but after a while, I don't 
feel
confident any more."
   "You're doing fine. Remember what you said? You don't have to be 
anybody
but yourself!"
   "Yeah, I know. But it's so much better knowing you're there beside 
me. I
DO love you a lot!"
   "I love you and I love what I see in you... I look at you and I feel 
so
proud. Can you even remember the Sara of 2 weeks ago?"
   "No... I HAVE changed haven't I? I guess I'm not so bad after all." 
At
the lights I leaned over and kissed her.
   "No, not bad at all - you're a very lovely person: inside and out."
   "You're so nice to me, I can't help but love you... Oh, I talked to
Amanda today. She's amazing, you know. She so small and young but she's 
so
strong! I really admire her. And she knows so much about kissing and, 
about,
you know... cocksucking." My cock twitched at the way she said it. She 
slid
forward in her seat and pulled my hand up her leg as she started 
stroking my
hair.
   "And she's told me a lot of things about it, but I haven't had a 
chance
to try them out yet..." She looked at me and licked her lips.
   "If you are trying to seduce me, it's working." She laughed and 
slipped
down and kissed my thigh. My hand had somehow landed on her breast. She
hummed against my leg.
   "James, can we go somewhere and make out?"
   "Huh? And you're worried you don't feel confident?"
   She laughed, a throaty gurgle, "It only works when you're close to 
me. I
feel I can do anything with you around!" She traced my cock inside my 
jeans
and tickled the tip lightly until I was squirming against her.
   "Sara..."
   "Shhhh, I'm learning to be a cock tease." She giggled again.
   "Ugh, you're doing a great job. Can we go on to something else now?"
   "We can't do it until we're stopped."
   "I going as fast as I can. We'd both be toast if we get pulled 
over..."
   She laid her head on me and looked up, "James, what should I do if 
Simon
wants to do things on Friday?"
   "Besides kissing you goodnight? You think he would?"
   "Probably not, but if he's nice to me, maybe I'd want to do something
with him... Besides kissing."
   "That's your decision. You certainly have the choice. But I guess the
rule, if there is one, is to give as much as you take."
   "You know I'm saying this because I'm with you, and you make me feel
really comfortable about myself. But I'm glad we talked about it."
   She resumed her light tracing around my erection, "Are we THERE yet?"

    

I started to kiss her and then she stopped me. "Get in the back. Amanda 
says
I have to make sure we're comfortable first." I certainly couldn't argue
with Amanda's logic there.
   She started wriggling out of her dress and I stopped my undressing to
watch her. She blushed but continued, keeping her eyes on mine, her 
breasts
shivered and swayed, their tips swollen and when she took her panties 
off,
she was already glistening with her juices.
   "Do you know how sexy it makes me feel to have you look at me like 
this?"
She whispered. "Take your clothes off..." And sat back to watch. She was
right, the way her eyes lit up slowly with lust was electrifying.
   She put her hand on my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. It was 
soft,
sweet and all Sara. She took it slow and it wasn't until her little 
tongue
was in my mouth that she slipped over my straining cock and started 
rocking
gently on me. She was hot, wet and so incredibly tight. She squeezed and
excited my every nerve as she tenderly milked me with her little cunt.
   I caressed her breasts and ran my fingers over their smooth surfaces
until I could stimulate their hard dark nipples. She leaned her head on 
my
neck and gasped.
   I started shaking and her shudders grew with our lust. I caressed her
smooth back, resisting the urge to force her down on me. She was only
halfway down when she started moaning and shaking. She bit my lip and 
with a
lurch I started coming as well. I grabbed her hips and moved her pelvis 
on
me as she shook and grunted into my mouth.
   We stayed clasped in each others arms as we slowly came down, our 
tongues
sliding around our mouths. She moaned softly as she stroked my hair and 
I
held her breasts.
   "Lie down," she said as she rotated our bodies until I could lean 
down on
the seat. She slipped off me and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she licked
about my softening cock, using her hand to pull the skin back and 
darting
her tongue in the folds and crevices.
   Her eyes were closed and she hummed as she licked my balls and slowly
cleaned the liquid that had pooled on me.
   I started getting hard as soon as she put me back in her mouth. She
pumped her mouth and sucked softly until I was fully erect. Then she 
pulled
my skin down with her hands and started bobbing her mouth over the 
exposed
top. I grunted my pleasure as she increased the speed and the pressure, 
her
hand slipping down to stroke the shaft. It was too much, I humped my 
groin
into her, groaning as I sprayed. She sucked and swallowed, then pumped 
me
for more.
   She was red faced and breathing hard when I pulled her up and started
kissing her. "That was amazing! You're amazing!"
   She smiled and snuggled on my chest, "I told you I could do anything 
when
I'm with you... I really wanted to make you feel good - because I love 
you
so much." I hugged her to me. "I love holding you and hearing your heart
beat..."
   "Sara, love, I have to take you home. It's been almost 2 hours."
   "I know, James..."
   On the way back, I told Sara about Nicole's party on Thursday. "Can 
you
help me with dinner?"
   "OK - let me get some ideas and we can go get the groceries. Ohh, 
that
would be nice, Wednesday I have a free period and we can spend time
together!" She snuggled on my arm.
   As we turned down her street, she said "I don't have any 'Monday' 
panties
for you - you already have it."
   "Well, we'll just have to collect another day. No point in breaking 
the
set. I guess this date doesn't count then!" She giggled.
   "But I still want you to have them, OK?" She started skinning them 
down,
"It's kinda wet..."


Chapter 14

"Don't come over this morning. Me and Celeste have died - too much N the 
C..." Jules groaned over the phone. I told her I'd look in later but she 
had already hung up.
   My next call was to a much better sounding Nicole. "Sorry about 
yesterday. Come over in the afternoon after you've picked Jules up."
   Having nothing better to do, I went to school.

    

I called at noon but there was no answer at Jules's house, so I drove 
over and let myself in.
   They were both sleeping in Celeste's bed and JulieAnn was snoring 
delicately on top of her sister. Her nightie had ridden up to her little 
pussy so I leaned over and kissed it. It smelled nice so I decided to 
lick it a bit.
   "Hmmmm, Celeste, no more, I can't come any more... Celeste..." I 
licked her clit and she started moaning and squirming. Celeste's arm 
went around Jules and began tweaking a nipple. Jules' hand came down and 
pulled me tight against her hole.
   "Mmmmm, Celeste, can you see if it's James eating me? If it isn't, 
get ready to scream." She started shivering and pulled my hair tighter 
against her. "Ohh, on second thought, don't scream until I'm done, he's 
GOOD!" Jules shook for a minute, humped a bit more against me then 
released me, moaning shakily.
   Celeste opened a bleary eye and said, "Yeah, it's... Oh my god! He 
can see right up my, my..."
   "Your cunt, dear?" Jules smirked, "After last night, he can probably 
see your tonsils from there! But like you said, he's gonna take your 
cherry sooner or later, so why sweat it?"
  "That's NOT true, JulieAnn. I never said anything like that..."
  "Oh no? What about, 'Oh, I wish James was here, I want him in me SOOOO 
BAD!' or 'Can you put your finger in me and pretend you're James'?"
   "Liar! I never said that! It was you!"
   "Oh sorry, then you must have said, 'Oh Mark fuck me with your wimpy 
dick!'"
   Both of them burst out laughing, kicking their legs in their mirth. 
Now I really could see up Celeste's cunt. It was blond and dainty and it 
winked at me.
   I kissed it and Celeste froze, her laughter gurgling in her throat.
   "Oh jeez, oh lord..."
   It didn't sound like a "No" so I mouthed it some more. Her hand found 
my hair and yanked me up against her. She was sweet and tight and every 
bit as demanding as her sister.
   "Oh, ah, ah, oh god, oh god, it's so good..."
   "What did I tell you? He's the cunt nuzzling King!" Celeste was 
bouncing up and down, trying to jam more of her flesh in my mouth. Her 
fingers were tearing chunks of hair off my scalp and she almost threw 
Jules off the bed when she came.
   Jules hugged Celeste and they kissed, moaning softly as I slowly 
cleaned their little pussies.
   "Oh lordy, I've never felt anything as intense as that!" Celeste 
moaned.
   "Now you see why I have no choice but to stay with him, even though 
he's a brute and uses me mercilessly."
   "Mmmm, is he any good at other things?"
   "Besides fucking? Hmmmm... no... I can't think of anything. He also 
talks too much and has no staying power - 'Specially when he's getting a 
blow job, one suck and lookout!" The girls buried their heads and 
chortled, bouncing on the bed and waving their lovely pink slits at me.
   "Ahem, I was going to invite you ladies to lunch, but since you are 
otherwise occupied and I've just had a nibble or two, I will bid you 
good day!" They tackled me before I finished speaking.
   Celeste sat on my chest as Jules cuddled on my arm, kissing my ear 
and licking my neck.
   Celeste was looking intensely at me as she gripped my chest, then she 
said, "James, did you mean what you said the other night?  Will you 
return my love and never, never betray my trust?"
   I took her hand, kissed her palm and held it against my face.
   I looked into her soft eyes, "I promise."

    

"Now that you two are betrothed, when are you gonna perform the 
nuptials?" Jules asked eagerly as she leaned forward from the back seat. 
Celeste was dreamily leaning on my shoulder and digging her nails in my 
arm.
   "We've decided to keep ourselves pure and not succumb to the 
pleasures of the flesh until we have children." I explained.
   "But... but, how can you have children if you don't screw?" Jules was 
flabbergasted.
   "Well, we can adopt one, then we can screw like bunnies." Celeste 
reasoned.
   "No he said 'children', that means you'll have to adopt two! And he 
didn't say adopt either!"
   "Jules, listen..."

    

They were arguing the merits of artificial insemination when Anton 
greeted us, "Monsieur, et Ma'amselles". He quirked an eyebrow at me.
   "I traded Madame in for two that's half her age."
   I told the girls this was Nicole's favorite restaurant and I would 
paddle their delectable behinds if they misbehaved. Jules stuck her 
tongue out at me but they settled down.
   I ordered a Porterhouse and they both had small steaks. They were 
most impressed when I ordered a bottle of wine and Anton did not bat an 
eyelash. They were equally impressed by how much it cost.
   "So Mom came rushing in 'cos Celeste was making such a racket." Jules 
giggled as she described their previous evening. "So I told her I was 
rubbing her tummy."
   "And 5 minutes later, Jules was having a tummy-ache and I was rubbing 
hers." Celeste grinned. Their eyes glowed from the memories and the 
wine.
   "And all night, we were having the WORST kind of nightmares! 
Screaming and everything!"
   "And Mom thought it was something we ate. She was ready to call the 
hospital when we finally fell asleep! I almost died, it felt so good!" 
She said dreamily.
   "And Celeste was calling your name all night."
   Celeste blushed and smiled at me. "I have to warn you James, I 
haven't had sex for sixteen years and I'm getting kinda desperate!"
   "No kidding, she's one horny slut, my lips are so sore!"
   "You're even worse!" Celeste looked at me, "She wanted me to stick my 
fingers in her butt!"
   "I just wanted you to touch it! You make it sound so gross!"
   "It IS gross! So who's the slut?"
   "Are both of you looking to get paddled?"
   "You wouldn't dare!"
   "Yeah, you and which army?"
   "I'll have to tell Nicole then." I said.
   They looked at me. "You wouldn't, would you?" Jules was very sweet 
all of a sudden. She hugged Celeste and said, "See? We're not fighting 
anymore, we're loving sisters," her voice dropped to a whisper, "And 
horny sluts."
   I hastily signaled for the check and Anton said, "On the tab, 
monsieur?". The girl's eyes were wide as saucers as I nodded and led the 
way out.

    

"Oh, I know this place!" cried Jules.
   "Good, then you can help Celeste."
   Jules grabbed Celeste's arm and marched her up to the counter.
   "My sister wants to get birth control!" She informed the entire room.

    

"I'm in here!"
   We followed her voice to find Nicole at her big desk surrounded by a 
four feet high wall of books.
   "I'm sorry, I had to catch up on my school work - I'm weeks behind 
already."
   Turned out Nicole had enrolled in a distant-learning Law Degree 
Program after quitting her teaching job and, because of our 
extra-curricular activities, had been falling behind in her goal: to 
finish a three year degree in one year. She was also cramming for a 
Paralegal Certification test in a week's time.
   Nicole gave Celeste a warm hug.
   "I understand you've been introduced to the cunt nuzzling 
experience?"
   Celeste blushed and nodded enthusiastically, "Jules and I did it all 
night and then James did me again..." She blushed some more and her eyes 
glinted.
   "In which case, I bid you welcome..." Nicole took Celeste's face and 
softly kissed her, as their kiss deepened, Celeste'd sagged in Nicole's 
embrace and her body started shaking. Amanda would have been proud of 
this student.
   "Wow," Jules and I murmured, unconsciously putting our arms around 
each other, our lips searching and locking in a lusty kiss.
   We were trying to remove each others clothing and kept getting 
tangled up, so I gave up and started fingering her.
   "Mmmph, mmmph" She grunted in time to my ministrations, her tongue 
thrashing in my mouth wildly. She gripped my neck fiercely, no longer 
interested in my clothes.
   Jules shook and came in a long moan, holding my hand against her 
crotch and softly rocking herself on it as she slowly came back down.
   Nicole, with a softly panting Celeste draped warmly on her, was 
watching with fire in her eyes. Celeste's hand was inside her thin silk 
gown, and I could see her fingers moving slowly over Nicole's hard 
nipple.
   Nicole reached out for Jules, "I believe Sir Knight will be otherwise 
occupied in the gym, so I shall entertain the ladies in my bed..."

    

I finally got in the showers after a really exhaustive session. I was 
rinsing myself when Jules stepped in and hugged me.
   "I think you'll be pleased to know that we've made a bit of profit - 
thank god you didn't screw up too much yesterday!" She kissed me and 
started soaping me.
   "Oh, lookit Mr MM is awake again!" Which was not at all surprising 
since it was ALL she was soaping. She rinsed me off and carefully 
climbed on it.
   She had her arms and legs around me and was happily bouncing and 
humming.
   "Mmmm, I miss you, my big sweetheart!" She buried her face in my neck 
and started shaking. "I miss you LOTS! Ohhhhh, ohhhh... OHHHHHH!" She 
thrashed on me as I brushed my finger over her little bum and moved it 
around. She shook and moaned.
   "Don't... don't touch me anymore! I'm gonna fall!" She whimpered and 
shivered violently.
   Finally she climbed off me, gasping and hanging on me for balance.
   "Hey - what about me?"
   "What about you?"
   "I haven't finished yet!"
   "So? Oh, by the way, Celeste is waiting for you in the guestroom." 
She grinned and batted her lashes. "I'm supposed to take you there..."

    

She was lying in bed with the blankets up to her neck. I sat beside her 
and softly caressed her cheeks.
   Her eyes closed and she moaned as she put her hand on my thigh. I ran 
my thumb along her lips and she kissed it, then her little tongue came 
out and licked me. Her hand touched my cock under my towel and she held 
me as I grew. Her other hand reached over and took my towel off and she 
watched herself jack me slowly.
   "James, get in bed with me, please."
   She nestled up to me as I put my arm around her and she resumed her 
slow caresses on my cock. She bent over me and took the tip into her 
mouth, her hand still moving rhythmically.
   I sighed contentedly and she looked up, smiled, and sank her hot 
mouth back on me. I caressed her smooth back and trailed my hand to her 
crack. Her soft pussy was already soaked and her mouth shook around my 
erection. She pumped her head, taking almost half of me inside, grunting 
as I fingered her hole. She started shaking and moaning.
   "Don't move!" She gasped as she straddled me and fit me in her tight 
vagina. She dropped down and I hit her hymen. She groaned and bit her 
lip as she tried to force me inside. She whimpered in pain and started 
shaking.
   "Celeste..." I said, "Don't..."
   "Just give me a sec, OK?" She was bathed in sweat and shivering. I 
laid her body on mine as she slowly slid up and down on me. I tenderly 
kissed her mouth and the tears that were running down her face.
   "James, help me please."
   "Celeste, you don't.."
   "Yes, I do. Help me!"
   I reached between our bodies and started rubbing her clit. Her grunts 
became moans and whimpers. She resumed her rocking and suddenly I was 
all the way inside her hot tight cunt. She screamed into her fist as she 
shook over me.
   "Oh, god it hurts, so big, hurts... so good..." She breathed as she 
shook and tried to move on me. Gradually she started making quick short 
strokes on me and I could feel myself building. I continued to run my 
finger on her clit as she slipped her body on me, slick with our sweat.
   She shook and moaned in pleasure and I forced our bodies together as 
I flexed and poured my seed in her. She fell limply on me and we held 
each other and shook for a long time.
   "Ow, it burns! You bastard, it hurts. Oh god it hurts! Ow, ow, ow, 
ow!" She gasped. I could only hold her and caress her hair.
   Gingerly she straightened her legs so that she could lie on top of 
me, my cock held tightly inside her tight sheath.
   "Oh, god you ripped me apart!" She dug her nails into my chest, then 
kissed me. I held her and stroked her sweat slicked hair and back.
   "I love you, you beautiful bastard..." She sobbed, then started 
squirming on me and I nestled in her incredible warmth. She raised her 
head and kissed me as she started moving again, lashing her tongue on 
me. Her cries became wilder as she ground herself on me, shaking and 
clamping down on me. She gasped and shook on me as she came down.
   She laid on me, shivering delicately as I stayed trapped between her 
thighs.
   She took my hand, kissed the palm and held it to her face, "My 
lover... My sweet lover..."
   I waved as Jules stuck her head around the door. Celeste could only 
manage a feeble moan.
   "Are you OK?"
   "I can't walk any more! The bastard's ruined me for life!" She 
pinched me.
   "Does that mean you're done with him?"
   "Hell no! He has to stay with me forever and carry me around!" 
Celeste started nibbling my neck. Jules came over and kissed us.
   "Oh - you got Celeste's blood all over you!" She returned with a 
cloth and started wiping us. Then she showed us a pink-tinged spot.
   "That's it? It doesn't even look like blood! That's all I have to 
show for being ripped apart by the bastard? I'm probably hemorrhaging 
inside."
   "Yeah right, get off him and we'll see!"
   "No - I feel much better now!"
   "See what I mean? What a slut!"
   "Hmmm, and I'm horny again!" She tried slipping up and down on me 
again. "Ohhh, it feels so... Ow... good..."
   "At least have the decency not to broadcast it around... James, gimme 
you hand," and promptly stuck it in her wet cunt, rocking slowly.
   A bit later, Nicole looked in, "Not done yet?"
   "Hmm, we had the soup and the main course, now I'm on dessert!"
   "She's had 4 or five helpings of dessert already!" Jules rocked on my 
hand indignantly.
   "Small enough compensation for letting him tear me apart!"
   "Finish your dessert - we have to get some real food." Nicole kissed 
Celeste and caressed my face. We exchanged a smile and I brushed her 
soft full breasts.
   "I can't come with all of you watching!"
   "Oh goody, we can go now!"
   "No - please, just give me five more minutes with him..."
   "I doubt he can last that long..." They were still laughing as they 
left arm in arm.

    

Twenty minutes later, leaving a perfectly satisfied young lady asleep in 
bed, I wandered out. I took a few slabs of sirloin out to defrost in the 
microwave and went looking for the girls. They were nestled against each 
other on the chair at the old computer as Jules helped Nicole get stuff 
off the Web.
   "We have a sleeping beauty down the hall. I'll cook for you..."
   Nicole rolled her eyes, "Oh no, not BBQ again!" I didn't think she 
would catch on so quickly. "Jules, we'd better get our clothes on - 
looks like we'll be eating out after all!"
   Fortunately, for just this contingency, I had lifted a couple of 
recipes off my Mom's cookbooks that could make use of the stuff we had 
ordered from the store.
   "Oh, ladies, I am wounded to the quick! I will turn your pretty heads 
with my rare culinary talents yet!" VERY rare, I added mentally.
   "I've been eating too much lately, maybe fasting is not such a bad 
idea." Jules lamented, so I hastened to make sure there was no excess 
fat on her body. On EVERY part of her body. And I checked Nicole too 
just to be safe. In ten minutes their chair was close to collapsing and 
I had teethmarks along my arms. I sat at their feet as we collected 
ourselves.
   "Nicole, why don't we put a computer in your study?"
   "She needs the Internet, James."
   "Shouldn't be a problem. We can use this as a server and network a 
machine downstairs. We'll need a faster one to do our trading on 
anyways."
   The girls looked at each other.
   "He can cook and is a computer genius as well?"
   "And a stud muffin to boot!"
   "If only he had more staying power..."
   "Move over, ladies. We have purchases to make." They perched on my 
knees and rubbed themselves on me as I spent more of Jules' profits on a 
couple of gigahertz machines and a laptop, along with the Bluetooth 
hardware for them and a laser for Nicole's office.
   "Nicole... Can I use the gym too? I've really been eating too much 
lately and, to be honest, I want to look like you..."
   "Oh no, not another muscle-bound amazon to beat me up!" and I WAS 
soundly beat up after that.

    

Nicole left to show Jules the gym and I made a quick call to Amanda.
   "Hi Amanda."
   "Hi," In a whisper, "I love you!"
   "I love you, sweetheart."
   "Ooooh, that gives me goosebumps! Say it again!"
   "It."
   "Huh? Oh, you're so mean!"
   "Sweetheart."
   "Oooh, I'm shaking again. And my nipples are SO hard!"
   "I hope your parents are not standing there..." She giggled.
   "You know my friend Sherri's brother goes to your school, and she 
says you've screwed every girl there, including teachers!"
   "Well, I'm not one to brag, but..."
   "Wow. I'm impressed. So you're starting with my school now?"
   "Heh, yep. Starting with the smartest, cutest little girl."
   "Oh, you're such a sweetheart yourself... I miss you so much. I'm 
practically begging people for babysitting jobs!"
   "Don't worry, it'll be Saturday before you know it."
   "Where are we going?"
   "It will be outdoors, that's all I'm saying."
   "Are we going camping? I've never made love in a tent before!"
   "You haven't made love in very many places, dear. One, to be 
precise."
   "You WILL fix that, won't you?"
   "Scout's honor. If the time and the place is right..."
   "I'll hold you to that!"
   "I'll call you tomorrow, OK? I'm cooking dinner..."
   "OK - but say it again."
   "Goodnight sweetheart. I love you."

    

   I diced the steaks and browned it in a pan, adding the vegetable as 
it cooked. I ruined about 5lbs of greens before I realized all they 
needed was a minute or they'd turn an ugly pulpy mess. The crowning 
touch was the half bottle of Nicole's hundred dollar Claret.
   "Hmmm, what smells good?" Celeste padded in, naked and looking well 
fucked. "Why are you looking at me like that? Pervert!" and draped 
herself on me, fastening her lips on mine and her hand on my cock.
   "Go get Nicole and Jules for dinner." I gasped out, before she could 
add my cream sauce to the meal.
   We finished the ragout, salad, 4 sticks of French bread and 2 bottles 
of wine.
   "That was a great meal, James. I am so amazed." Celeste murmured 
against my ear as we lolled around the living room, the dishwasher 
humming serenely in the background.
   "Yes James, I want to apologize for ever doubting your cooking 
abilities." Nicole said from somewhere on my chest. Then she replaced 
her hand on my cock with her lips and began apologizing. Profusely. 
Which I accepted. Profusely.


Chapter 15

"You got my note?" Sara beamed at me. In the morning, there had been a 
piece of paper stuck in my locker: "Wait for me at noon." and it was 
signed "Monday".
   "Ms Monday, I presume?" She smiled and hugged my arm.
   "I got HomeEc off and then I have a free period." She nestled against 
me as we drove off.
   "I'd like to look in on Nicole, maybe we can have lunch with her."
   "Do you think maybe we should pick up some food first?"

    

She was buried in her books again, and looked up groggily as we walked 
in.
   "Are you ready for some lunch?" I asked as we hugged.
   "I don't want to go out. And all I can cook is..."
   "Spaghetti!" We said together.
   As we ate the soup and sandwiches we had picked up, Sara was looking 
over Nicole's shoulders at her notes.
   "Dad's always wanted a son to join him at the law firm. I think he's 
kinda disappointed I don't have the killer instinct to try it myself."
   "Not all lawyers are in litigation, which is the vicious part of the 
business, although that's the first thing people think of. In fact 
arbitration lawyers are just the opposite; they try to PREVENT things 
from getting ugly, plus there're lots of other areas where lawyers are 
needed, like wills and contracts. So you don't have to be nasty and hurt 
people to be a good lawyer, and you're certainly smart enough to be 
one!" Nicole drew Sara to her, "In fact, I think the world needs another 
sweet and lovely lawyer like you..."
   "...and like you..." Sara murmured against Nicole's neck.
   Nicole kissed Sara on the cheek and said, "My knight, why don't you 
take Sara upstairs and I'll come and join you after I'm done with 
this...."

    

I hugged Sara to me and her arms clinched me tightly. She was already 
moaning when I kissed her ear and nibbled her lobes. She shivered as I 
trailed my lips down her neck, easing the zip down the back of her dress 
and she helped me remove it. I nursed on her dark nipples as she pulled 
me tight against her, moaning lightly.
   I laid her on the bed and slipped her panties down and kissed her 
sweet little cunt. She wound her hand in my hair and groaned and gasped 
in pleasure. Tenderly I tongued her clit to firmness and lapped her thin 
moisture soaked pussy lips. She moaned and shook in release and I tasted 
her delicate nectar.
   Sara pulled me against her as her breathing slowed down, stroking my 
hair. I shrugged out of my shirt and kicked off my pants as I caressed 
my way up her body until I could kiss her.
   "Oh, James..." She moaned as I entered her hot, tight channel. She 
clamped her legs around me and started shaking again. "Oh, ohhh..." she 
breathed. She was fantastically tight and I rocked with her with short, 
gentle strokes, easing my way inside her. She shook deliciously around 
my cock as she went from one climax to the next. She hands stroked my 
hair and kissed my neck as she undulated beneath me.
   Suddenly she pulled hard on me and I was surrounded by her incredibly 
hot and incredibly tight sex. I yelled and shook as I flexed and pumped 
my burning seed into her. Her face was bright red, still clutching me to 
her.
   "Oh James, oh.." She moaned hoarsely. Incredibly, I was still hard 
and I was shaking with lust, I started slamming in her, her narrow 
channel tantalizing my nerves. I held her hips and plowed into her as I 
groaned and shot another burning load of sperm.
   We were gasping and covered with sweat as I flipped us over. She 
started squirming on me, moaning softly.
   "Oh god, Sara. You are incredible. I've never come like this." She 
clung to me, still shaking and kissed me softly. "I'm glad... It was 
fantastic for me as well..." She kissed my eyes, my lips. "Oh James, I 
love you. You make me feel so good." We cuddled and kissed for a bit, 
then slept.
   She was still asleep when I woke. Quietly, without disturbing her, I 
got out of bed and went downstairs.
   Nicole was still eyeballs deep in her books.
   "I can't stop now, otherwise I won't be able to have any fun 
tomorrow." Her hand drifted down to my ass as she tasted Sara off my 
lips.
   "Hmmm, getting flabby, are we?"
   "Yes, ma'am. Right away Ma'am!" I went downstairs to the gym.

    

Sara joined me halfway through my session. She watched me then asked to 
work out with me. I put her on a light bicycle and rowing routine with a 
little bit of treadmill.
   "Don't stress yourself, but work enough to have to breathe hard and 
sweat."
   "Like sex?" She smiled, a sunny, angelic smile.
   "Yeah, and like sex, there's some discomfort before the good 
happens."
   I thought Sara had wanted to exercise just to keep me company but 
soon it was apparent she was getting into it seriously.
   "That's enough now. Start with twenty minutes and add five minutes 
each time. Drink lots of fluids and I'll give you a rub down after I'm 
finished."
   "James, does it matter what kind of fluids I drink?" Her gaze drifted 
down my body.
   "Yes, water or watered down juice first - lot's of it. Then we may 
add some flavor later..." I grinned back.
   I joined her in the hottub and we discussed the menu for tomorrow. 
She wanted to go all out and prepared a full sit down dinner and I 
heartily agreed.
   I laid her down on the massage table and started on her arms, working 
my way down to her fingers then back up again. I kneaded her neck and 
her shoulders, and gradually moved down her back. She was moaning and 
squirming as I caressed her tight ass. I started on her thighs.
   "James... Please..."
   "Touch yourself." She reached down and rubbed her clit and inserted a 
finger.
   "Oh, I'm sore!" Her finger went back to her clit, rolling it and 
around it.
   I did her calves and her feet, I was kissing her pink toes when they 
curled up and she shook in a gentle climax.
   "Turn over." I went back up to her smooth thighs and started kissing 
them. Her hands went back on her little clit. She was shivering.
   "James, please touch me." Her fingers parted her sex for me as I 
leaned in with my tongue.
   "Oh, so good... So good..." I licked around her and probed inside a 
little. I could taste her and it was a heady perfume. I reached and ran 
my hands over her breasts. She arched under me and her hand caressed my 
hair.
   "Oh god, so good, my love... So good." She breathed and shook and 
held me to her fragrace.
   I took us into the showers as she hung on me as I washed our bodies. 
Then we went upstairs to order groceries.
   Nicole was still studying so I suggested a break and dinner. I went 
to get the food ready as Sara was curling herself on Nicole's lap, 
clinging on her neck and kissing her.
   As we were eating, the groceries arrived. The two boys had a tough 
time deciding which of the girls to ogle. Sara had put on her white toga 
but it was painfully clear to them neither ladies wore anything 
underneath.
   I went out to call Amanda and, when I returned, fifteen minutes 
later, they were still panting and staring, which Sara was enjoying 
entirely too much. Her face was flushed, her nipples made huge dents on 
the dress and she gave them lots of chances to look up her leg. Nicole 
returned to her study and I sent Sara to get dressed. I gave them a five 
dollar tip which was too much considering the entertainment they were 
treated to, but they got all the boxes and cartons that Nicole had 
overordered back without a fuss.
  "James, thank you for loving me..." Sara said against me as we drove 
her home. "Don't say anything yet, let me finish. All my life, I've 
always felt an outsider, always the odd man out; even with my family, my 
friends... But with you, I am a real person. Somehow life means more 
when I'm next to you, it helps me realize who I am."
   "And the world is waiting for you, holding its breath."
   "And I think I may be ready for it. As long as I know you're 
there..."
   "I will always be there; you're my Little Sara, aren't you?." She bit 
my shoulder gently.
   "My dearest lover. I'll always be yours." She sighed and shrugged out 
of her "Wednesday" panties.

    

Dinner was just being served so I sat and had another meal, Mom was 
happy I ate home, since she really did not trust anybody else's cooking 
and she could always make me do the dishes.
   I had just dumped out my school books on my desk when there came a 
knock on my door.
   "Hi, er, Jules... Celeste..." They came inside and Erin stood at the 
door.
   "Thank you, Erin." Jules said, but Erin stood and held out her hand. 
Grudgingly, Jules handed her a bill.
   "I promised her a five if she'd warn us if your parents are coming 
upstairs."
   She had nerve, this one, "What do you think you'd be doing in here 
that you need my sister as a lookout?"
   She looked at me like I was retarded, "Pretty much anything we want. 
Everybody knows you have no willpower when it comes to sex."
   "I have plenty of willpower. I..."
   A pair of arms hugged my shoulders and Celeste started licking my 
neck. "Sara called and said she didn't have a chance to get you off just 
now and she BEGGED us to help you out. Our poor baby." And proceeded to 
rain kisses on my face and lips.
   Knowing her strength was no match for mine, I let her waste her time, 
although it did feel fairly good, her soft touches tingling along my 
flesh. She slipped her sweet lips over mine and sucked my tongue into 
her mouth, her hands running themselves over my chest.
   I was about to tell her to stop the charade when something bumped me 
in the stomach. With a flash of insight, I realized it was Jules' head, 
and with that, I also realized that she had my now pounding cock in her 
throat as well.
   "Ah, ah. M-must be s-strong. M-must f-fight." I gurgled into 
Celeste's breast, which had somehow found its way out of her dress, the 
hard nipple fastening itself on my tongue by some unknown force. I 
raised my hands to fend her off but they had become entangled in her 
skirt.
   My mind quickly ascertained that she wasn't wearing any panties by 
the ease my hand located her hot sex. Some fluid seem to be running out 
so I plugged it with a finger.
   Jules hissed something about going on the bed and, ever the 
gentleman, I proceeded to lie down. A pleasantly hot and moist sheath 
nestled its way down my groin and I moaned my appreciation. It came out 
a bit muffled because a sweet tasting and dripping object was covering 
my mouth.
   "Lick it, baby, Lick it." Came from far away and so I did.
   I didn't know how long I did this, but suddenly, I started shaking 
and a most lovely feeling came over me and I started bucking my hips. A 
boiling hot stream of pleasure forced its way out of my balls and I 
heard screams.
   Jules fell down beside me shuddering and moaning, "Oh god, I'm dead, 
he fucked me to death!" Over and over.
   Celeste was sprawled over my pumping cock, trying to catch every bit 
of my spray in her mouth, her quivering snatch still nestled on my lips.
   There was frantic banging on the door, "Quick, Mom's coming to see 
what the screaming was all about!"
   By the time Mom looked in, I had a blanket over me and the girls were 
sitting at my desk looking innocently at my text books.
   "Hi, Mrs Mitchell, me and Celeste just wanted to see of we can swap 
some textbooks with James for next semester, and my sister bumped 
herself." Celeste's hand was over her head, not quite covering a large 
splotch of sperm dripping from her hair.
   Saying they will take care of it at home, Jules hurried out, Celeste 
mumbling her goodbyes, her mouth full.
   "Ta ta, come again soon!" I said brightly.


Chapter 16

The girls were uncharacteristically quiet the next morning but took 
turns kissing me softly before getting in.
   "I hope you had a good time last night, James." Jules leaned her head 
on my chest and started running her hands over me. "Can you talk to 
Celeste..."
   "Yes James, we're sorry if we were too pushy..." Celeste breathed in 
my ear.
   "I'm just so horny for you all the time, and can you talk to..."
   "But we'll make it up to you,..."
   "And you'll never get mad at us ever again, but please, tell 
Celeste..."
   "You'll be amazed how sorry we can be..."
   "They have to invent a new word for our kind of sorry, but..."
   "Yeah, like we'll be so good to you..."
   "Celeste, stoppit! James, talk to her!" Jules had one hand in my hair 
and the other threatening my balls.
   "Er, hello Celeste." Celeste giggled and leaned over to nibble my 
ear.
   "NO, not like that! Tell her to..." Jules voice faded out as she dug 
her nails into my thigh.
   "To what?" I wheezed out.
   "To nuzzle my cunt..." Jules was panting and tearing at my flesh.
   "Huh?"
   "She said we should be punished and so we cannot nuzzle cunts until 
you forgive us." Jules was making blood blisters on me as Celeste bit my 
neck and added her nails to my shoulders.
   "But James, you're not there all the time and she IS! And she's 
getting so good at it too!" Jules wailed, punctuating her sentence with 
deep gouges in my leg.
   "Not until James forgives us, right James?" Celeste replied, and bit 
me where her nails had just ripped a hole.
   "Arrr, I forgive you! You can nuzzle cunts!" I screamed.
   "Oh, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou..." Jules was beside herself with 
relief, and started kissing the welts she had left on me, pulling my zip 
down to stick her face inside. Celeste was leaning over my shoulder, 
watching intently as she chewed my ear.
   "Stop, stop! I'm gonna crash!" I had to tear her face off me as she 
dribbled spit all over my pants.
   "Did you see that? I apologize and he pushes me away. How mean is 
that?!"
   Celeste helped Jules get into the back with her, "There, there, don't 
worry 'bout it dear, some people are just sore winners... here, let me 
make you feel better...."

    

The house was dark and she was asleep, tiny and delicate in her large 
bed. I stripped and climbed in and she nestled closely against me. I 
held her and listened to her soft breathing and our hearts beating.
   She caressed my chest and murmured, "What a glorious way to wake up!" 
and gave me a soft kiss.
   "Did you work late?"
   "Mmmm, more like early."
   "Sleep some more. I'll stay with you."
   "OK - just one thing first..." Her hand reached for me and stroked it 
until I was hard.
   She rolled over my body and slipped me inside her. "Oh god, I missed 
you, my lovely knight." and started shaking and moaning as she shimmied 
her suddenly sweaty body over me. In moments she had given herself a 
shivering climax and promptly fell asleep.
   I caressed her sleek back and kissed her hair. Finally the throbbing 
in my cock slowed enough and I slept.

    

I could feel Nicole's hair across my stomach, her hand stroking my shaft 
as she ran her tongue around the top. She slipped me inside her warm 
mouth as I started growing. She sucked gently as her hand continued 
their soft tingly caresses.
   I was hard and pulsing and I urged her on her back.
   "No, my Knight, let me pleasure you this way." As she returned me to 
her mouth. For a long time she jacked me softly, just nursing the tip 
and sucking gently. I was shaking and moaning, squirming my hips trying 
to drive more of myself in her.
   Slowly, she took me deeper, until I was lodged at her throat and I 
rasped out in pleasure, my hips lifted themselves off the bed as I 
lunged myself into her, forcing her lips against my groin. There was no 
holding back as I yelled and poured my seed into her.
   She slipped out part way and continued to lick and swallow my come 
while my shaking slowed, became shivers and finally stilled. I was 
completely spent and withered before she raised herself up and held me. 
We shared a languorous kiss and she rested her head on my chest.
   "You have given me such joy. Thank you, my Knight." She whispered and 
we kissed some more.
   I asked her if I could stay overnight because Jules and the girls 
would be busy getting ready for the dance and wanted me out of the way.
   "Why do you have to ask?" Nicole kissed me.
   "Because I don't want to disturb your studies."
   "I'm almost there now, another two days and I'm back on schedule. 
Just don't keep me up too late..."
   We went downstairs and had soup and sandwiches before she showed me 
the cartons that had been delivered that morning. They were the 
computers we had ordered. I urged Nicole to take another nap and got to 
work.
   I installed a firewall-proxy in the old machine and hooked it up to 
the wireless hub. The room was centrally located so that would give me 
good coverage. Things went very well because I had the laptop to try 
things out and most of the software had already been installed at the 
factory.
   By the time I finished my workout and got dressed to pick up the 
girls, Nicole was sitting in bed, happily surfing the web on the laptop.

    

I spoke to the girls during the drive. "I don't know about you guys but 
I'm way behind in my schoolwork. My grades are really gonna suck if I 
don't start studying for exams and handing in homework." There was nods 
all around. "So we'll have to make sure we make time to do schoolwork 
first."
   I told them about the computers and the Internet, "so can use it for 
looking things up - and we can always get more machines if it works 
out."
   I got them to agree that they will study and exercise for a total of 
an hour and a half before we can start having fun.
   Celeste surprised me by saying that she was applying for architecture 
at university next year, I had thought she was going to pursue a music 
career.
   "You should talk to Nicole - she'll be able to advise you about 
education and career paths."
   Nicole was still sleeping when we got in. I set up the big rec room 
next to the gym as a study hall, moving one computer and the laptop 
there. We each had our own card table and shared the computers. The 
girls laid out fruits and drinks on the wet bar and we settled in.
   Occasionally, someone would go out and work on the lifecycle or rower 
and, ten or so minutes later, I'd get a sloppy kiss from a sweaty, 
smelly and perfectly sexy young lady. Jules also squeezed in time to 
check on the shares and seemed satisfied with their results. We also 
placed an order for more computer equipment.
   I yawned and stretched, finally done with the week of homework I'd 
neglected.
   "All done?" Brenda asked, hugging me gently from behind.
   "Mmmm, at least I can show my face in class again!"
   "Do you want a break?" and started massaging my shoulders.
   "Where are the others?"
   "They're upstairs getting dinner."
   "And you..."
   "I'm your break." She grinned and led me to the gym where she had 
laid out a foam mattress. She put her arms around my neck and started 
rubbing her breast and hard nipples against me. She closed her eyes and 
grunted softly.
   We shared a kiss, our tongues entangling as I ran my hands over her 
body and she pulled me tight against hers. She broke the kiss.
   Her eyes were wild, her nipples thick and dark as she went to her 
knees and softly kissed me.
   "Do you want to come in my mouth?" She looked up, hands moving on me.
   "Just lick it a bit." She lowered her head and slid her tongue around 
me, then slowly, she allowed me to push into her mouth.
   "Hmmm, take it deeper."
   She was still trying valiantly to take me completely when I said, 
"Lie down..." She laid back, arms and legs apart, eyes smoldering, 
waiting for me.
   I lowered myself on her. Despite being running wet, Brenda was very 
tight, so I entered her delightfully hot hole slowly, enjoying the 
pressure and the warmth. She moaned each time I nudged myself deeper. 
Then she grasped my hair and started rocking under me.
   "James, you don't have to be so gentle, it doesn't hurt anymore."
   Gradually I increased my pace and she thrashed below me, flinging her 
red curls madly.
   "Uh, uh, so good, James, oh, so good..." She shuddered and grasped me 
with arms and legs, nibbling my jaw. Her moans went on for a long time.
   "Oh, so... so full..." She shivered around my cock. I wrapped my arms 
around her back and ass and started fucking into her again.
   "So good, mmmm, so good... Oh, I love you... Ohhh, Ohhh, my god, 
ahh... I'm coming again!" She gasped as I started flexing and pouring my 
come into her.
   After a while, I flipped her on top and she laid there, hands on my 
hair and mumbling happily against my collar.
   "James, I've never felt anything like this with anyone. You've made 
me feel so good and..." She squirmed around and started cleaning our 
come off my prick. "Mmmm, I just love you so much."

    

"Hi, dears..." She greeted us as we tiptoed in the room.
   I climbed into bed and shared a kiss with Nicole.
   "I'll leave you guys alone." Brenda started to turn away.
   "No, stay." we both said and I waved her in the other side of the 
bed. Nicole kissed me and turned to give Brenda a warm, soft kiss.
   "Hmmm, I taste the stud..." Nicole said, and started sucking and 
tonguing her. I began to kiss Nicole's boobs and nibble on her nipples. 
I kept bumping into Brenda's hard tips so I gave her some attention as 
well. Pretty soon both of them were grunting into each other and they 
grabbed my hair and shoved my face southwards.
   I latched on to Nicole's blond muff and carefully cleaned her. She 
started shaking as I kissed and licked her. Brenda began rubbing herself 
on my face. I took turns licking their tiny slits until they each had a 
couple of little climaxes.
   We brought Nicole up to date about our study arrangements and about 
the new computers. She said she would get some desks for the basement as 
well.

    

"Hi, Chip!"
   "Hi... sweetheart." She giggled. "I've been practicing all day! 
Sweetheart. Mmmm, sounds so yummy. My sweetheart..."
   "You make me want to do unmentionable things to you!"
   "Does it? I wish you would!"
   "Listen, Amanda, about Saturday..."
   "Oh no, aren't you coming?"
   "Of course - can you tell your Mom we'll stay out a bit later, say 
about ten?"
   "OK - sure. But they'll want to interrogate you themselves."
   "Oh no - I'm no good under torture. I have a low pain threshold!"
   "They probably won't make you bleed too much!" She giggled. "Don't 
worry, I'll kiss it all better."
   "Oh, just in case, bring a swimsuit."
   "Can't we go skinny dipping?"
   "That's the plan, but just to be safe...."
   "Do you think we can do some other kind of dipping as well?"
   "You are a dirty minded girl. I'm shocked!"
   "Then I shouldn't be telling you that I touched myself as well?"
   "Arggh, say no more! My virgin ears!"
   "I just missed you so much! And I wanted to make sure I can fit you 
when the time comes."
   "Don't worry, they don't call me the Jammer for nothing, you know?"
   "Really?"
   "Well, no... Erin used to call me Jam and I call her 'Peanut', sort 
of like Peanut butter and Jam."
   "Oh, Jam, I love you." she giggled.
   "I love you..."
   "I just love it when my sweetheart Jams me..." She giggled some more, 
"He Jams me all the time, you know?"
   "Mandie..."
   "He Jams me over and over again. Then I lick his Jam off!" Her voice 
got very soft and sultry, "My sweetheart loves it when I lick his big 
ugly Jammer, doesn't he?"
   "Yes, your sweetheart is just about to die now. So behave!"
   "Yes, James, my sweetheart... I love you so much..."
   "I love you, my lovely Chip."
   I was hanging up when Sara walked in, "Dinner's ready..." Her voice 
died when she saw my throbbing erection.
   "Oh, oh my." She walked in a daze towards it and put her hand around 
me. I shivered and gasped as she moved her hand gently.
   "I-I was talking to Amanda and..." She looked up and smiled her 
understanding, then she lowered her mouth on me. I stroked her hair as 
she caressed my flesh with her tongue and mouth, moving steadily with 
her hands.
   "Ahhhh," I moaned, holding her head against me as I lurched and 
convulsed, sending streams of my sperm burning into her mouth. I was 
still shaking even after she had carefully sucked me clean and I was 
soft. I pulled her on my lap and kissed her.
   "Sara, you're so good to me." She nestled against me and caressed my 
chest.
   "I want to be good to you..." She whispered. "But I think we should 
go have dinner now."
   Sara took my hand and led me into the dining room.
   She had outdone herself. She had roasted an entire rack of ribs and 
two stuffed chicken, with corn on the cob and 4 vegetable dishes on the 
side.
   "Why's Sara so red?" Jules wanted to know.
   "She took care of a problem I had..." I grinned. Sara dug her nails 
in my arm and punched me. I held her and kissed her.
   "To our wonderful chef, Sara." And kissed her again, this time she 
cooperated fully and damned if I didn't start getting hard.
   "We were gonna ask you to slice, but I don't think we should risk it 
now..." Brenda quipped.
   "Perhaps Sara would like to take care of his problem again...?"
   "No, YOU take care of it."
   "Too late, it's gone now."
   Nicole poured wine for us and I raised my glass, "To all the 
wonderful chefs tonight. Thank you all. And would the serving wench like 
to sit on my lap and work on a tip?"
   "I thought about it, briefly. Too bad you have such a short attention 
span!" Nicole twinkled. "Then again, I still think I would've preferred 
Sara's cooking."
   Celeste spoke to Nicole about her university goals. Apparently she 
had always had an interest in architecture.
   "The easiest and quickest way to get a degree is through distant 
learning - it allows you to practice, which is what I intend for my law 
degree, but is virtually useless for getting jobs, since their track 
record has been spotty, at best."
   They arranged for Celeste to audit some courses in case she would 
rather go this route instead of attending University in person.
   We finished most of the food and were sitting around polishing off 
Sara's English Trifle and the wine.
   Nicole raised her glass, "Thank you, Sara for a truly stupendous 
meal. And I thank you all for your friendship and your love. You've made 
this house a warm, loving place and I am deeply touched..." They crowded 
around hugging and kissing and the next thing I knew, I was all by 
myself.
   I stayed to put things away in the fridge but left the bigger mess to 
the cleaners who were coming the next morning. Then I wandered out to 
the living room with my glass of wine.
   Nicole was dragging herself out of a pile of squirming female flesh. 
She was sporting several prominent hickeys on her neck, breasts and 
thighs.
   "Help!" She cried weakly. I lifted her up in my arms and moved over 
to the sofa. She was still shaking and clung on to me as I fed her my 
wine.
   "They took turns nuzzling my cunt! I'm totally numb from coming so 
hard!" She sighed and shivered against me. She started squirming as I 
gently rubbed her clit.
   "I thought you couldn't come any more?"
   "I-I can't, ahhh, I-I'm just a little ticklish! Ohhh! Ahhh, ahhhh..." 
She shook and moaned delicately. Frantically she pulled my head down and 
stuck her tongue deep in my mouth and clamped my hand in her legs.
   "N-no more, that was definitely the last time!"
   Soon after, Celeste took everyone home in the sedan because she would 
need it to drive the girls around town tomorrow. I returned with wine 
and pour us some as Nicole cuddled on me.
   "This is lovely, sharing quiet time with you..." She rested her head 
on my shoulder.
   "It's the first chance we've had to spend a whole evening alone with 
each other." I started stroking her breasts and watched her nipples 
harden.
   "Gently, my love. I've had too much excitement tonight already." She 
kissed my neck softly.
   "Nicole, can we do something I've always wanted to do?"
   "What?"
   "Let's go dancing."
   "What? Now? I'm bushed."
   "No, here..." I pulled her out to the pool deck. It was a clear 
moonless night and the stars shared their light with us. I held her in 
my arms as our naked bodies nestled and found the perfect fit.
   "Mmmm. Do you hear music?" She murmured against my neck.
   "Yes... you are my song, my sweet princess."


Chapter 17

	It was light when I woke. Nicole was asleep with her legs akimbo on 
sheets wrinkled and mussed from our lovemaking during the night.
   I touched her face softly, the soft, beautiful face of my lover who 
had given me so much. Her eyes fluttered opened and her face lit up in a 
smile. She took my hand and kissed it before hugging herself against me.
   I kissed her full lips lightly and licked them. Her hand went around 
my hair and pulled me close against her, her mouth opening to admit my 
tongue. My hand went to her breasts and stroked them to firmness.
   "Good morning, my love..."
   She grunted and stretched, arms and legs fully extended. The tendons 
tensed and the muscles stood out in stark relief under her smooth skin. 
Her stomach rippled in a perfect 'sixpack'.
   "God, Nicole, you are such an amazing sight, an incredible 
aphrodisiac..." I exclaimed sincerely, my erection echoing my 
sentiments. She laughed and rolled on me, sliding me inside her already 
wet hole.
   She closed her eyes and writhed on me, "Mmmm, we have to get up... 
Soon... Cleaners are coming... Later..."
   She was happy to let me do the work and I slowly pumped into her, 
enjoying her tender heat, her hands stroking my face and hair. My hands 
caressed her back and ran lightly over and down her ass. I felt the 
tingle and shivers and tried to delay and prolong the inevitable. 
Suddenly she grabbed my ass and forced me in her, attacking my mouth in 
a wet, biting kiss. I began pounding in her as she shook against me in 
her orgasm. I cried out in pleasure and pulled us close as I filled her 
with my seed. We shared a shivery kiss as we slowly relaxed from our 
climax, caressing each other lightly, tingling from our sexual release 
and our love.
   After our shower, Nicole chose a loose silk blouse and a snug skirt 
and I decided to wear all white to keep her company. It was already warm 
enough so we went out in the SL with the top down.
   We cruised down the coastal highway, turning heads as we slipped 
around the traffic. I squeezed her leg and she smiled back at me and 
held my hand, head back as her golden hair streamed in the wind.
   About half an hour later, we passed a restaurant and we stopped for 
breakfast. We had bacon, ham, eggs and flapjacks cooked over a wood fire 
and we ate messily and giggled as we wiped food off out faces, oblivious 
to the stares of the people.
   The road took us away from the city and into the hills, lush with new 
leaves and early flowers. Noisy gulls wheeling and squawking for tidbits 
alerted us to the sweeping turn which gave us our first glimpse of the 
ocean, glittering in the morning sun.
   We parked at a restaurant and, hand in hand, sauntered down the 
boardwalk with the joggers and bladers; past avid fishermen with more 
hope than luck, and finally down a dock to where boats were unloading 
their catch. We bought a huge lobster and two red snappers from them.
   We took our purchases back to the restaurant and, while they were 
being cleaned and cooked, we snacked on rock oysters grilled on a open 
pit, drank spritzers, held hands and gazed into each other.
   After coffee, we headed home. Nicole had her studies to return to and 
I had a date.
   "Come by afterwards if you wish, but use the guestroom. I'll be 
studying for my exam on Saturday so let me rest." She told me as we were 
soaking after our workout.
   "When are you thinking of going back to your studies," I asked, "Do 
we have ten minutes?"
   "Why is it I keep getting the feeling you're shortchanging me?" She 
laughed as she reversed our positions and straddled me, "Ohhh, love, 
slowly... No lubrication... Ohhh..."
   She hugged my neck and slowly settled herself down on me, the heat 
and the friction was incredible but I let her work herself on me slowly.
   "Uhnnn, now I know how the girls feel... Ahhhh... You really are a 
brute, ohhh! God!" She buried her face in my neck and rocked herself on 
me, "James, touch me down there..."
   I fingered her clit as she shook and moaned and drew sparks along my 
penis. Her shaking increased in a series of small peaks until finally 
she dropped herself fully on me. I started moaning my orgasm and she 
took full strokes on me, groaning and whimpering in pleasure and pain. 
She shook on me for a long time as she kissed my brow and ran her nails 
down my back.
   "Oh, that was the most intense I've ever come..." She moaned shakily. 
I kissed her softly as she shivered on me.
   "My love, my sweet knight, can you please take me to the shower? I 
really can't walk..."
   I soaped us and took extra pleasure in shampooing her lustrous hair, 
running my fingers through it as she clasped against me and murmured her 
appreciation.
   I took my lovely beauty, now pink and drowsy to bed and laid with 
her. She stroked my face and smiled.
   "You're so sweet... You spoil me, my knight." She sighed, "I cannot 
even conceive of a time when I did not have you, and your love." She 
nestled against me, gently holding my sated penis. "Just now, it was so 
special - it was almost like you were taking my virginity, something I 
wish I could have given to you..." She squeezed me, "I've known since 
that first day that I would be yours, totally and completely yours, my 
knight." She kissed me, softly, and for a long time we basked in our 
closeness.
   "Get dressed, you have a dance to go to..." She kissed me lightly and 
I slipped out of bed. "Be nice to Jules, she deserves the best."

    

Celeste met me at the door. "Jules' still changing..." She looked 
appraisingly at me, and tugged me upstairs. To her room.
   "Oh, you lovely, lovely man. All dressed up and no place to go!" And 
invaded my mouth with her tongue. She held my face as she bathed my 
tonsils, pulling me on top of her on the bed.
   I leaned up to catch my breath as she continued to kiss and lick my 
neck. "Oh, you're such a babe magnet... Forget the dance, I'll take care 
of you, my big stud!"
   Suddenly Jules hammered on the wall, "If you two are doing what I 
think you're doing, you're both dead!"
   "I'm just keeping your date company until you are ready, Jules!"
   "You don't need to lie in bed to do that!" She yelled back. Celeste 
had the decency to blush before pulling us off the bed.
   "How could you accuse me of such a thing? I am hurt and insulted!"
   "If I smell your perfume on him, I'll rip your boobs out and stuff it 
down your throat!"
   "You are such an untrusting person! No wonder he has to come to me 
for comforting!"
   "You are such a slut! I'm gonna make sure he doesn't ask you to the 
prom! So there!"
   "Hah! He already did, so there!"
   The door flew open and JulieAnn stood at the door. Both Celeste and I 
stared with our mouths open.
   Jules wore a tight sleeveless dress that only came to mid thigh, 
where it ended in white ruffles. A loose "V" collar showed a good 
portion of her delectable boobs. With her golden tresses in loose 
ringlets, she was an angelic vision that exuded raw sex.
   "My god, Jules... Would you be very mad if I tore the dress off you 
and made love to you right now?" I panted.
   "Down boy!" She dimpled, "I want to have some fun at the dance first, 
THEN you can do what you want to me!"
   "Wow, you are a fox, little sister!" Celeste breathed. "Even I can't 
keep my hands off you..." As she clinched her in a warm kiss.
   "Celeste... stop! I'm leaking!" Jules ran into her room and we waited 
as she changed into another pair of panties.
   Celeste leaned her head on my shoulders and said, "James... Would you 
take me to the prom? I would be so very grateful!"
   "How grateful?"
   "As grateful as you want me to be!" And gave me a small sample.
   "I guess so..." I sighed, "You know I have no willpower..." She 
laughed wickedly.
   "Celeste, how could you? I turn my back and you're mauling my 
boyfriend again!" Celeste giggled and stuck her tongue out at her 
sister.
   Jules gently removed Celeste's hand from me and replaced it with hers 
"I can see why Celeste behaved so disgracefully with you. You are too 
sexy for words."
   Celeste moaned, "That's right... It's all his fault. If he didn't 
look so good, I would've ignored him totally!"
   "Yeah right!"
   We finally got outside after Celeste gave each of us a kiss. "Have 
fun guys, and don't worry about you poor spinster sister sitting at 
home, pining away..."
   "Yeah right..."

    

Jules was thrilled with the corsage I got her, a Hawaiian "Kaleidoscope" 
orchid, with velvety gold petals fringed in blood red. I got a warm kiss 
and a promise of the 'Mother of blowjobs' later.
   There was time so we went to a little Italian restaurant where we had 
pasta and wine by candle light. Jules looked sophisticated and 
incredibly sexy in her little dress and heels and everyone stopped to 
admire her. She was eating it up and enjoying herself. We held hands and 
kissed a lot.
   We met up with Sara and Brenda at school. Sara wore a strapless 
dress, with a bodice that molded her lovely breasts and a loose short 
skirt, with an effort I managed not to take the warm kiss she offered to 
an all out fuck fest. I could see the effect she already had on her 
date, a skinny boy in her class who was flushed and seemed ready to jump 
her bones.
   Brenda's outfit was a pastel two piece with a loose top with thin 
straps that outlined her hard nipples and a long snug skirt, it showed 
her trim waist when she moved. Her date Ted was a Senior who held her 
possessively and looked distinctly uncomfortable when I got a lingering 
kiss from her as well.
   The gym was already packed as we claimed a table in a corner. Jules 
dragged me up for the next dance. I don't usually like fast numbers, I 
sweat a lot and, as Jules informed me, "stomped around like a love-sick 
elephant". We sat down and Jules was asked to dance right away and I 
nodded, not wishing to waste my energy on fast songs any more.
   The next few dances were fast also, so I let Jules wow her way 
through a fast collecting crowd who'd come to marvel at her fresh beauty 
and barely-there dress. I was kept entertained by a number of young 
ladies who had been ignored by their dates while they jostled for a 
chance to dance with Jules. Many of these poor lonely lovelies were at 
one time members of my fan club, and some even wore their white 
miniskirts as well. They must have grown taller in the last week because 
the skirts seemed even shorter than I remembered.
   One of them, Carla, whom I recalled as being a charter member, and 
confirmed it by kissing me in some detail, was quite stricken with her 
loss. She was carefully checking her hose for crooked seams while 
resting her shoeless foot on my knee, showing me, quite accidentally, of 
course, her black lacy underwear.
   The first slow dance, Jules wound her way to me and dragged me away 
from my group of benighted maidens. She clasped her arms around my neck, 
nestling her body against me and gave me a long soft kiss as we swayed 
on the dance floor. She pulled away and smiled at me. She was radiant.
   "James, this is wild! I must've danced with a hundred guys already!" 
She reattached her mouth to mine and demonstrated what all hundred guys 
would've loved to be doing to her.
   "Whew!" She finally pulled back, "Are you having fun?"
   "Me? Not really, just offering consolation to some poor, jilted 
ladies."
   "Hah! I saw how you were taking inventory of their clothing. 
Especially that Carla, I have to have a talk with her!"
   "Poor Carla, she was devastated, you know. It's hard to be discarded 
by a lover, so young... so fragile... so lovely..." I sighed.
   "Oh, poor James. The perfect gentleman..." She slipped a hand under 
my jacket and into my pants. "What a crock!" She laughed as she pinched 
my ass. I squirmed against her.
   "You don't know the suffering, Jules." I licked her ear and she 
shivered, "I too, have been callously used and betrayed..." I sighed 
some more and nibbled her.
   "You sneaky bastard, you'll never let me forget that, will you?" She 
kissed my neck, "I suppose you expect me to keep making amends the rest 
of my life?"
   "It may just ease the suffering a small bit... Ouch, a lot!" She had 
dug her nails into my flesh.
   "And you better show the right appreciation too! I got guys begging 
to go out with me!" She hugged me tightly, "Problem is that I don't feel 
the least bit interested!"
   "That's a problem? Are you considering dumping me?"
   She sighed, "I don't know how it happened, but I'm hooked on you now, 
you can't get rid of me if you wanted to... Phooey!" and kissed me 
tenderly.
   We nestled close and swayed for about 4 songs. Sara came up, "Jules, 
dance with Simon. He's about creaming his pants for you!" and grabbed me 
and waltzed us off.
   "Simon's been dying to dance with Jules all night but she's been 
mobbed... Finally he can get his dream..."
   "That's nice of you..."
   "No, that's so I get to dance with you." She leaned into me and held 
me close. "I love holding you like this and hearing your heart beat. 
Ba-dump, ba-dump..."
   "You feel really good too - how is Simon treating you?"
   "I don't think he knows how to deal with me. He enjoys my company but 
he can't see he doesn't have to be macho with me, bragging about sports 
and cars and his friends. I wish people could just relax and not try and 
impress others so much!"
   "Not everybody can impress like you, Sara! You're a wonderful, warm 
person and so lovely."
   "You say the sweetest things, James. I'm so totally in love with 
you..." She murmured and rubbed herself against me. "And so terrible 
horny!" I could feel her hard nipples as she dragged them across my 
chest.
   "But I'll have to wait." She sighed, "Tonight you belong to Jules. 
Maybe Monday?" She smiled as I nodded. The song ended and I drifted back 
to reclaim Jules.
   Brenda snagged me. She turned to her date and said, "Ted, wait for me 
back at the table. I want to dance with James." Without waiting for an 
answer, she slipped into my arms. She hugged my neck and we danced 
slowly, bodies not quite touching. She leaned her head on my shoulders.
   "Bren... Do you know I can look right down your top?"
   "Mm-hmmm, it's just for you... You like?" She hummed in my ear, then 
she whispered, "Tell me what you see..." She caressed my neck as we 
rocked slowly.
   "Your nipples are hard and standing straight out... I swear I can see 
them pulsing and glow..." She moaned, "Your breasts are hard and they're 
shiny with sweat. There's a little drop running down your chest... it 
can't decide to go up your breast or around it..." Brenda was biting my 
ear and panting. "It's thinking, thinking... Hmmm, should it go for the 
tip, and give it a little kiss, a nibble perhaps? Or go around and slip 
round the smooth flesh of your breast, touching... caressing..." With a 
grunt she pulled herself tight and rubbed herself against me. I slid my 
hand down her back and held her.
   "God, James, you're driving me nuts!"
   "You've squashed the poor fellow..."
   She giggled. "Hold me like this and I promise I'll make lots more 
like him - all over!" We swayed as she held me and stroked my back. "And 
James, Ted wanted me to go to a party afterwards but I'm going to say 
'no', so I'll need a ride home. OK?"
   "Fine. But you're having fun?"
   "Yes. I'm enjoying myself - especially now. I'm just getting to 
appreciate how good it is being with you. Ted is nice but I can't relate 
to him, it's like we live in different worlds!" She leaned her head back 
on me hugged me close. The dance ended and we returned to Sara and Jules 
at the table. Brenda spoke to Ted, who left in a huff.
   "And Simon's deserted me. He copped a feel and I told him off so he's 
out bragging about it to his friends!" Sara said, "I just can't wait to 
see what my reputation is like next week!" She smiled.
   "Let's go, the party's dying..."
   "Where to, girls? Nicole's expecting us..."
   "I can't, it's your date with Jules, plus it's exams Monday!" Brenda 
said.
   "Me too," Sara said. "I need to study my Science all weekend. But I 
want you to take me out Monday afternoon, OK?"
   Jules leaned her head on my shoulder, "Would you consider taking a 
very horny girl somewhere THIS Friday, like now?"


Chapter 18

It was almost midnight when Jules and I got to Nicole's. Her head was on 
my shoulder and she held my hand all the way.
   She leaned over and kissed me, "James, thank you for a lovely 
evening, you've made me feel so good."
   "The night's not over yet, Jules..."
   "I know, I want to say it before I lose control and jump you." She 
sighed, then she grinned evilly, "Which is as soon as I get you inside!" 
She got out and pulled me in the house.
   "Oops, looks like Celeste's here, those are her shoes." Jules 
whispered as we went in.
   "She must have returned the Mercedes and decided to stay."
   We went upstairs and into Nicole's bedroom. She was cuddled up with 
Celeste with the laptop between them. They were also quite naked.
   Nicole greeted us with open arms and gave me a wet kiss. Then she 
held Jules at arm's length and looked at her, "My god, Jules, you 
must've caused all sorts of heart attacks dressed like that!" She kissed 
Jules softly, "And look at the corsage he got you!"
   "Isn't it the most?" Jules said wistfully. "I had to promise to blow 
him all night before he decided I was worth it."
   Celeste knelt up on the bed and hugged me. "James, _I'll_ blow you 
all night if she doesn't! I was so lonely without you! Did you miss me?" 
She pulled my hand to her crotch, "See how much I missed you? Oh! I knew 
you'd come back to me!" and grabbed me in a hot tongue-filled kiss, 
grinding herself on my hand, "Ohh, ohh, yesss, lover. You're the best!" 
She moaned and rubbed herself against me and held on to me until her 
shaking stopped.
   "What? What are you looking at?" She said to the girls who were 
staring at her, "I've been saving myself all night for the stud here and 
all I got was one lousy hand job!"
   "Celeste, it would've worked better if you weren't already in bed 
with Nicole." I laughed, "And if she didn't taste just like you!"
   "Really? I've got to try it!" Celeste flew in Nicole's arms and 
started licking her.
   Jules grabbed my arm, "Let's get out of here before the reject from 
slut city attacks us again!"
   "I heard that! You children can leave!" Celeste sniffed as she pulled 
Nicole down, "Us old maids will have to comfort each other then..." We 
closed the door as they started moaning and sighing.
   We scrambled into the guestroom and we panted on each other, 
giggling. I stood back and held her hands, "Hello, my lovely 
JulieAnn..."
   She dimpled, "Hello, my sweet, sweet love!" and quietly, "I love 
you..." She held me. "I really had a great time. I was with the best 
looking hunk there and I danced with everybody... And knowing all the 
time that you're there, loving me..." She sighed, "I can't ask for 
anything more... Well, maybe ONE thing more!"
   I held her and kissed her, letting my hands slide down her hips. She 
brushed her tongue against mine as I lifted the hem of her dress and 
slipped my hands into her panties. She reached down and slid out of them 
as I started kneading her ass.
   Slowly she pulled me back until she sat on the bed, removing my pants 
as I shrugged out of my jacket and shirt.
   "Ohhh, you're all ready for me aren't you?" She said and gently 
kissed the tip, licking the slick secretion already collecting.
   "I've been ready for you since six." I whispered.
   She smiled up at me, her hand still working on my shaft. "I'm glad. 
It really excites me to know I turn you on!" She took my cock in her 
mouth again, just sucking gently as she rubbed me with her hand. I slid 
my hand inside her dress and hefted a breast, her nipple was already 
hard and she moaned around my prick. I ran my fingers on her soft tips 
and she timed her ministrations to my tempo.
   "Jules, I'm close." She looked up and added her tongue on the 
underside.
   "Come, my sweet man, let me taste you..." Her hand closed tightly as 
she returned her mouth on me. She started sucking and I moaned as her 
hands went on my ass, taking me deeper with each thrust.
   "Ahhhh..." I fucked into her, shaking wildly as my come boiled out in 
blinding rushes. I was bathed in sweat with the violence of my release. 
She slowly jacked my come into her mouth and licked and swallowed until 
I was wilted.
   I pushed her down on the bed and leaned forward to kiss her, slipping 
my tongue in her mouth and tasting myself. I reached behind her and 
unzipped the dress, pulling it down and off as we shared our kiss and 
our passion with each other.
   My hands held her breasts and pinched the nipples. I added my lips 
and teeth as she whined her need and rubbed her cunt on my legs. I 
slipped my kisses down her body as her hand urged me down.
   "Uhnn, James, do me, James..." She moaned.
   I let her push my head in her crotch and kissed her sweet little 
pussy, "Oh, yes, yessss!" I parted her folds and darted my tongue in. 
She was sweet and tight and I lapped her juices and danced my mouth to 
her blissful groaning.
   "Ahhh, ahhh, uhhhhn, uhnnnnnn." She twitched her legs as she shook in 
orgasm, then wrapped them around my neck as she continued gasping out 
her shivering releases.
   "James, stop..." She moaned, "Come up here." She dragged my face up 
to hers by my hair and kissed me messily, our tastes mingling. She 
wrapped her legs around my waist and she panted under me.
   "God, you've ruined me. Nobody can ever make me come like you." She 
squeezed herself around my body, humping her soft cunt on my growing 
prick until I was hard again. She reached down and pulled me in her hot 
buttery softness.
   "Uhmmm." We sighed, relishing the closeness and warmth. Slowly I 
stroked into her, as she hunched herself to meet my thrusts.
   She raised her legs to allow me more penetration, "Uhnnn, uhnnn..." 
her moans in time to our rhythmic coupling. I raised myself over her 
body and started pounding into her. Her hand crept down and slipped her 
fingers along my cock, pressing and squeezing.
   Our fucking and our cries became frantic as we rode the peaks of our 
ecstasy. With a choked sigh, I lurched and grunted my seed in her as she 
writhed and moaned under me, her nails digging into my back.
   My suddenly boneless body collapsed as we wheezed and gasped for 
breath. She hummed and caressed my hair as I started drifting off.
   "James..." She stroked my back and I grunted.
   "James...!" More urgency now.
   "James!" She was poking me in the ribs.
   "James, you big lug, you're heavy!"
   "Can't move - been fucked to death!" I murmured.
   "That's supposed to be my line! Now get your fat ass off me before I 
pee in the bed!"
   With a groan I let Jules tip me off her and she dashed for the 
bathroom.
   She came back, looking radiantly fucked.
   "JulieAnn, darling, can you help me to the bathroom? I've lost all 
the feeling from my neck down!" I blinked my eyes urgently at her.
   "If you have no feelings there then you won't need to go!"
   "I'm psychic, I can tell."
   "If you're psychic, then tell me what I want you to do now.' She 
smiled as she straddled my face.
   "Er, does it have to do with, 'A', my lips?" I kissed her mound.
   "Hmmm, close..."
   "Or 'B', my teeth?" I started nibbling her clit.
   "My god, getting warmer! God, so warm!"
   "'C', My tongue?" I licked around her clit and stuck it in her sex.
   "You're a fucking mindreader, oh, oh, oh!" She was shaking and 
spreading her juices all over me.
   "Or is it 'D', All of the above?" I gasped out and started eating her 
out in earnest.
   "Oh jeez, ohmygod, ohhh! God, yes, the 'D', gimme the 'D', yes, 
yesss!" She was writhing and pumping herself on me when I blew a 
raspberry on her clit. She went ballistic on me, grabbing my face and 
rubbing herself on me, grunting and gasping. Finally she fell over me, 
breathing in great shuddering gasps. Her shaking gradually slowed and 
she made little kitten noises and licks on my stomach.
   "Now I've lost all the feeling from my eyeballs down!"
   She looked back at me, laughing, "How can you talk then?"
   "I'm also a ventriloquist."
   We were laughing ourselves hoarse when Nicole and Celeste stuck their 
heads inside. "Are you guys alright?" Jules was still sprawled over me, 
cackling and hiccupping weakly.
   "Jules won't let me go pee!" I moaned, I REALLY had to, by then.
   Suddenly Jules sat back up and stuffed her cunt on my mouth again.
   "You heard him," Jules stated, "He said, 'Jules, make them go away 
please!'" and waved her hand dismissively.
   "You're so mean, why won't you let him go pee?"
   "There's no 'P' here, just 'A', 'B', 'C' and, of course, the 
all-important 'D"!" She wiggled her butt across my face, "Right James? 
Ohhhh!" As I hastened to apply the all-important 'D' on her.
   The girls leaned on each other and watched in some amusement as Jules 
moaned and gurgled her delight at my scholastic aptitude.
   Finally Jules groaned, "Oh, oh ohmygod!" as she shook on me. Then she 
rolled off, murmuring, "Ohmygod, all of the above! Ohmygod, all of the 
above...!" and fell asleep.
   I held my arms out and whimpered, "Help!"
   Nicole and Celeste let me wrap my arms across their shoulders and 
helped me into the bathroom. They stood me in front of the toilet and 
looked at each other.
   "Now what?" Celeste asked.
   "We have to aim..." Nicole looked distressed.
   "I don't think I'm ready for this."
   "I've never done it before!"
   "It's my first time, too!"
   "I was saving myself..."
   "Will it be painful?"
   "I... I can't. Please don't make me..."
   They looked at me.
   Celeste whispered, "Please, be gentle!"
   Nicole said, "James, will you still respect me in the morning?"
   They started chortling their mirth and pointed at each other, 
yelling, "Virgin!" and laughing even harder.
   "Girls, if you don't do something now, it will be all over the 
place!"
   They both grabbed me and pointed me in the general vicinity of the 
bowl.
   "Ahhh!" I let go.
   "Oh! GROSS!"
   "I think I'm going to throw up." Nicole informed us.
   "DON'T SHAKE! You're splattering me!"
   "You moved! Hey!" As Celeste aimed my stream at Nicole.
   "I'll get you!" And broadsided Celeste.
   They were twisting and pushing, trying to aim my cock at each other, 
giggling like little girls. I was finished minutes ago.
   "Can I say something?"
   "NO!" They both said, and resumed their back and forth yanking. Or 
wanking.
   "Oops..." They stopped.
   "He's hard," Celeste said, quite unnecessarily.
   "What do we do now?"
   "Why don't we clean up and take a shower?" I suggested.
   Celeste looked at Nicole, "Did you hear something?"
   "No..."
   "Why don't we clean up and take a shower?" Celeste said.
   "You are so brilliant!"
   We got towels and wiped each other up, then the floor and the walls. 
They got into another giggling fight when they found out that they had 
'gone' without lifting the toilet seat.
   "Just like you, you never put the seat up!"
   "You're so useless, couldn't you see the seat was down?"
   "You have NO respect for people's rights!"
   "You only care for yourself!"
   "Pig!"
   "Slut!"
   "I don't know why I ever married you!"
   "I'm going home to Mother!" They collapsed on each other again.
   I shook my head and went into the shower. I was soaping myself when 
Nicole slid the door open.
   "Please, mister..." It was her little girl's voice, "May I use the 
shower, please?" She blinked her eyes, "I'll be good now!"
   We stared at my cock which was suddenly quivering in front of us and 
she stepped inside.
   "Hey, how 'bout me... Oh!" Celeste voice faded as she watched Nicole 
settle on her knees and began softly kissing my erection while stroking 
my balls.
   "Er, James, can I use the shower, please?" Celeste had beautifully 
expressive eyes, "I promise I'll be a good girl!" And a damned sexy 
voice.
   I sighed and she stepped inside.
   Jules stuck her head in.
   "Oh... Hello, guys..."
   "We needed to use the shower and James was kind enough to let us join 
him..." Celeste said dreamily as I soaped her. "And we are SO grateful!" 
She sighed and kissed my shoulder as Nicole further demonstrated the 
depth of her gratitude.
   "Mmmm, I see," Jules said, "James, may I use your shower please?" She 
fluttered her incredible lashes at me, "I'm afraid I have been remiss in 
my duty to justify you getting me that beautiful corsage. I promise I 
will most humbly apply myself to your pleasure."
   She stepped inside.


  

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James
Part V. The Lake.

Chapter 19

"Good morning James, Amanda'll be ready in a few minutes." Mrs Cipola 
smiled as she opened the door. Mr Cipola was standing inside and we 
shook hands.
   "Where will you be going?" He asked, and got elbowed by his wife.
   "We're going to have a picnic in the park, then maybe a movie and 
then dinner. We'll be back by ten or ten thirty... And I'd like to 
invite Amanda for dinner tomorrow, if it's alright." He'd just nodded 
his agreement when Amanda came out with a food hamper.
   She had a pale yellow dress on, and underneath I could see a white 
two-piece swimsuit. Her hair was loose to her shoulders and she was 
glowing. I felt a stirring in my shorts and quickly took the basket she 
offered and held it in front of me. Her eyes glinted at my discomfort.
   We said our goodbyes and she jumped in the convertible before I could 
open the door for her. I dropped the food basket in the back seat and we 
drove off.
   I had to pull over at the corner because Amanda had planted her face 
in front of mine and was carefully licking the insides of my mouth. Her 
fingers were ripping my hair as she rubbed herself on me.
   "Er, does that mean you missed me?" I asked as she panted on my 
shoulders.
   "God, yes. I told myself for each time I wanted to touch myself and 
didn't, you'll have to kiss me. You owe me fifty kisses."
   "Can we go a little out of town before you start collecting? I have a 
feeling these people all know your Mom and Dad."
   "Oh my god, there's Mrs Grissholm!" She slid down her seat, "Get us 
out of here! She's the mouthpiece for the church ladies."
   Ten minutes later she was still huddled in the foot well.
   "You can come out now, there's nobody but cows and sheep." She 
crawled up and leaned over her seat to the picnic basket. And waved a 
bare tush at me.
   "Er, excuse me, Miss, you seem to have misplaced your bikini 
bottoms..."
   "That's rather astute of you, Sir. In fact, I seem to have lost my 
top as well!" Smiling widely, she turned around and it was evident from 
the thin material of her short dress she had nothing else on. She'd even 
lost her shoes.
   "This is probably a foolish question, but would you consider getting 
a bit more decently dressed?"
   "You're right, it is a foolish question. But I can get even LESS 
decently dressed if you like!"
   "No, no, then you're perfect the way you are. I'm just afraid I'll be 
so busy staring at you I'm gonna land us in a ditch. And then we'll have 
to explain to the cops and your parents how it is that on our very first 
date you managed to be in this distressing state of undress!"
   "I'll just tell them that you seduced me and wanted to put your 
filthy hands all over my body..."
   "You are such a perceptive young lady..." I sighed. She stretched out 
sideways on her seat and put her head on my leg, sticking her feet out 
the window. An errant gust of wind flipped her skirt and I could see her 
tiny mouth-watering slit.
   "You know everybody's passing us just to get a peek at your gorgeous 
puss?" She jumped up and yanked her skirt down.
   "Liar! There's nobody there!"
   "Well, if you want us to get there sooner, you'll have to behave." 
She laid back down but kept her legs inside.
   "I'm guessing, but are you going to say no if I offer to take you out 
and kiss you a little?"
   "That's very astute of you, my dear."
   "Jeez, you're a real prude. As a date, you're proving to be somewhat 
of a disappointment!"
   "That's because one of us has to be sensible." She sighed and pressed 
her head deeper in my lap.
   "James, touch my breasts..." That I was happy to comply with, and 
with a bit of squirming, she guided my fingers inside her dress. I 
stroked her warm flesh and pinched her nipple.
   "Hmmmm," she sighed dreamily, "do you think they've grown? My friend 
Sherri says I'm bigger than her now..."
   "Are you in the habit of comparing boob sizes with her?"
   "Kinda, when we shower after Gym."
   "You soap each other too?"
   "No, but it's a thought... Hmmm, James, now my butt's cold."
   "Put your panties on, then."
   "Why is it I was so certain you'd say that? Anybody else would've 
offered to warm it with their hands..."
   "Mine are occupied, if you haven't noticed."
   "Let me steer, then you'll have both hands free..." Then she started 
laughing. "God I'm so hard up for you, I haven't even told you I love 
you..." She pulled my hand out of her dress and kissed it, then she 
pressed it against herself again.
   "I love you, my big, gentle lover..." She looked up at me, "I'm so 
glad you made me fall in love with you."
   "And thank you for letting me love you." She hugged my hand harder 
and sighed against it.
   "You never told me where we are going, we must have passed a dozen 
parks already!"
   "We're almost there. I'm determined to impress the heck out of you, 
so you'll go out with me again."
   "You'll have no problem with that - you're stuck with me for life!" 
She hummed happily and rubbed herself on my hand.
   "Take a look at this..." I said as I pulled the car over.
   We were on the edge of a dam and beneath us half a dozen boats of 
varying sizes were waiting for a lock to pass them from the lake down to 
a river. I pointed to a wooden water slide to one side.
   "See that? It's a fish ladder. Those flashing silver dots are 
actually fish jumping upstream to spawn."
   "Wow, it's amazing! What are those for?" She indicated a series of 
large pools by the ladder.
   "Those are the fish hatcheries. The Fisheries people grow the fish to 
a couple inches before releasing them so they have a better chance of 
survival."
   "Is that where we're going?"
   "Yeah, but on the lake side." I pointed to the left, "I was here a 
couple of years ago and I've never forgotten it. You'll see why soon."
   "Can we go see the hatchery?"
   "I don't think you'll like it. They cut the fish open to get their 
eggs..."
   "Ugh! No thanks. I'll just watch from a distance."
   I drove to the other side of the dam and turned at a huge stuffed 
deer and parked at the Marina.
   "Do you need to use the washroom? Last chance!" and I whispered, "Put 
your suit back on - for now!" I took Amanda to the restaurant and she 
clung to me. All around us were the glassy stares of hundreds of stuffed 
animals ranging from bears to raccoons.
   "Oh, this is too weird! Let's get out of here!" She urged as soon as 
she was done.
   We located the boat I had reserved by phone and we moved our baggage 
on board.
   "Welcome aboard the USS Dweebus!" Which, in reality, was a 16 ft jet 
boat designed for inland cruising. I helped her stash the food and 
drinks in the ice chest. She grinned when she saw the bottles of bubbly.
   We cast off and she leaned against me on the double-size helm seat. 
For fifteen minutes we ooh'd and ahh'd at the beautiful houses and 
cottages that dotted the shore. Amanda took her dress off and was in her 
2-piece.
   "Let me put some oil on you before you burn." I said as I took the 
lotion.
   "When can I take this off?"
   "You'd better not. Mommy's gonna ask questions if you don't show tan 
lines!" She took my shirt off and started putting the lotion on me.
   "You don't have to oil me there, Mandie. I'm not planning to take my 
trunks off."
   "Well, you never know, do you? The girls will hate me if I let you 
get burned there!"
   "OK, OK, stop already! You're too good!" She pulled her hand back and 
leaned on me.
   "James... can you put some on me? Down there...?" Soon she was 
wriggling delightfully against me as I sunblocked her where the sun 
don't usually shine. She hugged me and bit me as she shook and groaned 
and flooded my hand.
   "Says here to 'reapply after swimming or sweating'. Does come count? 
I think you'll have to do me again, James."
   "Oh, if I must..."
   We had cleared the busier sections with the PWCs and water skiers and 
the lake opened up to almost ten miles across, so I showed Amanda the 
controls and gave her the helm as I got us drinks. As her confidence 
grew, she pushed the throttle up until we were going 30. I help her 
adjust the trim and soon we were skimming over the smooth water of the 
lake. Her knuckles were white from gripping the wheel but she was 
screaming with delight. With a little help, she did a 180, then worked 
up to a 360 and soon she was whipping us around in donuts and figure-8's 
on the lake, cutting across our own wake and launching us in the air. 
She finally slowed us enough to speak.
   "My god, that was some ride! I just about pee'd my pants!" She was 
shaking against me, "You know, it's ALMOST as good as sex! And it 
doesn't hurt at all!" She slowly caught her breath and licked my ear, 
"I'll bet sex doesn't hurt any more either! Care to find out?"
   "Let's wait a bit first. Look." This section of the lake had opened 
up even more but was very shallow and littered with stumps and dead 
timber. In the distance was a thick growth of cattails and more trees. I 
told her to follow the channel markers towards the trees.
   "Watch the depth gage. Steer back towards the channel if it's less 
than four feet. The boat only needs a foot of water but there's no need 
to risk getting tangled up..."
   "Wow!" Amanda had taken us into a stand of about a hundred cypress 
and mangrove trees, their roots sticking out of the water.
   "Local myth has it that every New Years Eve they get up and walk, 
and..., look at the branch up there! It's a snake sunning itself! And 
over there, it's a heron!" We watched as it launched itself and took to 
the skies.
   About a hundred yards in the trees closed up and I dropped anchor.
   "James, I really have to go - do I have to pee over the side?"
   "No, watch... Ta-da!" I pulled on the helm bulkhead and it extended 
up into a change canopy with a porta-potti. I could hear her giggle with 
the novel flushing mechanism.
   "James, watch... Ta-da!" She came out holding the two pieces of her 
swimsuit in her hand. I could only stare, the air mattress I was trying 
to inflate frozen and forgotten.
   "C'mere!" I said hoarsely. I stayed on my knees and cupped her 
breasts as I licked her hard nipples. She hummed tunelessly and tore at 
my hair as I pinched her hard flesh and worried her sensitive tips.
   Her breath started to come out in gasps and suddenly she pulled my 
face down to her crotch. I started kissing her little mound as she 
wrapped one leg around my arm, using my hair to keep her balance. She 
hunched and invited my tongue inside her little hole. It was soft and 
sweet and it quivered delicately around my mouth. Her gasps became moans 
and then she came in a small shriek.
   I lowered her to the air mattress, my mouth still gently kissing her 
thin pussy lips as her breathing slowed and her hand slowly released my 
hair.
   "Mmmm, you make me feel so good, James...", and shivered against me 
as I ran my fingers over her lean body, softly brushing her breasts and 
nipples.
   "Ohhh, James, I want you... Inside me..."
   I sat back to take my shorts off and leaned over to start the CD.
   Dvorak's Cello Concerto began to play.
   "Oh, James... sweetheart..." She looked lovingly at me before hugging 
me in a terrible clinch. She reached down to guide me into her 
tightness, "Yes, my sweet love... Make me yours again..."

    

We laid entangled around each other, our music and our love still 
echoing in the still air.
   "I should hate you James. I give you everything I have and then you 
do something so sweet and lovely... And I have nothing more to give!"
   "You've already given me more than I can ever hope for, my love..." I 
caressed her face and kissed her.
   "I think of you and I want to cry. You've made me so happy. My 
sweetheart, my lover..." She turned to kiss me, "Ow!"
   "Oh sorry, I hurt you again."
   "No - it's not bad. It's a lovely reminder of what we just shared. We 
just have to keep doing it until I can fit you, is all!" She tried a 
weak smile.
   "You want to have lunch now? Or you want to rest?"
   "Let me rest a minute, but take us out where I can get some sun."
   I moored the boat out beyond the trees behind some reeds and watched 
as the gentle waves rocked her eyes shut.
   There was a fishing rod in the boat and I cracked a beer and sat on 
the front deck, thinking warm thoughts, idly casting into the edge of 
the reeds.
   "Catch anything?" She came up and hugged me. "I'm hungry!"
   "Nothing, we'll have to starve!"
   "Lemme try!" She sat on my lap and I showed her how to cast and 
retrieve. On her third cast, something heavy almost pulled the rod from 
her.
   "You got one!" as she tried frantically to reel it in and I yelled 
directions. She managed to pull the fish, a huge bass, almost into the 
boat when it jumped off the hook and swam away, splashing us in disdain.
   "Didya see it?" She cried, laughing, "It was THIS big!" spreading her 
arms as wide as they can go.
   "Ah, the famous One That Got Away!" She was grinning and jumping on 
my lap.
   To celebrate, I brought out the 'champagne', which was actually just 
fizzy wine but it was still too tart for her. So after just enough sips 
to get a nice glow on her face she lost interest and switched back to 
pop.
   We lunched on her roast chicken with salad and bread on the bow deck 
and she caught two smaller fish, which we had to release as we had no 
place to keep them or to clean them.
   "Next time we'll be prepared! Look out, fish!" She shook her fist and 
her boobies jiggled with her. My cock unwound itself and she looked at 
it, then she touched it tenderly.
   "Do you want me to make you feel good?" She kissed the tip and licked 
it. She moved her hand up and down, licking and kissing the tip softly 
until I started squirming and moaning. Then she placed her lips over me 
and started sucking as she touched my balls with her other hand.
   "Ahhhh," my hips surged off the boat and I started shooting into her 
mouth. She swallowed and sucked, swallowed and sucked some more. She 
kept her mouth working until I was dry and tiny.
   "Yuck - sperm and roast chicken don't mix. Remind me next time!" And 
emptied her pop in one long gulp.
   "Why don't we get our clothes on and we can explore the lake?"
   We leaned on each other as Amanda danced the nimble craft across the 
lake in a spectacular, if somewhat roundabout fashion. Opposite the 
mangrove swamp a river feeding into the lake had cut a deep channel 
through hard rock and I told her to steer for it.
   We went up the chasm and watched the water course through a series of 
little cascades, ending in a booming water fall about 20 feet high, 
which made a brilliant rainbow in the spray. Amanda shrieked her 
excitement and we danced and cavorted in the swirling mist, the magical 
colors flickering around us.
   We slowly drifted out with the gentle current and watched the sun 
light the sky up with yellow and crimson, playing over the water and the 
rocks. There was a small wooden dock by the edge of some rocks where I 
made fast and I hugged Amanda to me as we stood and stared, enraptured 
by the majestic sight.
   "Hello, youngsters!" An old lady was standing at the top of some 
steps. "Come up here if you want to get a better view!"
   We followed the steps cut into the rock face up to a small A-frame 
house nestled in a leveled niche within a ring of rocks. It was made out 
of a dark wood and seemed to stretch deep into the mountainside. It 
looked like it was from some Tolkien story and from the lake it was 
practically invisible. The lady smiled as we introduced ourselves.
   "I'm Marjorie, let me get us tea first."
   The house was much bigger than it appeared from the outside because 
most of it was built into the mountainside. The living/dining area held 
a sofa, a desk, a large oak table and chairs. The large windows offered 
us and the huge sleeping loft above a spectacular panorama of the lake 
and surrounding countryside.
   The spacious patio outside faced the North and West and gave us a 
full view of the sun setting in the distant hills. Fleecy clouds were 
highlighted with purple and vermilion, shot through with yellow rays 
like a jewel-studded crown. With drinks in hand, Amanda and I entwined 
fingers and stared.
   "When my husband retired, he built the house here for the view, and 
for thirty years I've watched the sun set here on Sunset Cove, it's 
always different and it never ceases to take my breath away."
   "And your husband...?"
   "Dead these ten years now."
   "I'm sorry... How do you manage by yourself?"
   "It's not easy, every thing has to come in by boat and I'm afraid I 
wouldn't be able to stay here much longer..."
   "What would you do then?"
   "Find a place in town, I suppose..."
   "Marjorie, would you consider selling us this place?" She looked at 
me curiously.
   "You're serious, aren't you!"
   "Yes, if you have a phone, my lawyer can have the papers ready by 
Monday!"
   "No, I don't have a phone here. But you can speak to my friend in 
town, she's also my lawyer... I'll think about it and let her know by 
tomorrow."
   As we talked, the sky had changed from orange to red, to a deep 
violet.
   "We better go before it gets too dark. Very nice meeting you, and 
please think about our offer, Marjorie."
   "Bye, youngsters!" as we wound our way carefully down to the boat.
   "Wasn't that a sight to remember?"
   "I wish we had a picture of it."
   "No picture can ever do it justice..."
   "Are you really gonna buy the place?"
   "Yes - can you imagine living with that view every day?"
   "Oh, yes! And we'll have to come back tomorrow! Right?"
   "Most probably."
   Amanda turned and buried her face in my chest.
   "James, thank you for a fabulous day. I just love you so much, I 
don't have words anymore!" We held each other, and no words were 
necessary.
   It was getting dark quite quickly and some clouds began moving in so 
I started the boat moving on the lake, "If we hurry, we can try the fish 
fry dinner and get you home by eleven, before your parents get the wrong 
ideas about me..." but Amanda shut the engine off.
   "...or we can have leftover chicken after we make love under the 
moon..." She lowered her mouth on me.
   In seconds I was straining and heaving myself in Amanda's hot, 
talented mouth. She pulled off, slowly stroking me and maneuvered her 
sex over me.
   I started shaking as soon as her little pussy made contact with the 
sensitive tip.
   "My mommy thinks we're in love," Amanda said dreamily, then hissed in 
pleasure and pain as she lowered herself on me, "And my daddy thinks you 
want to put your big ugly thing in me and do perverted things to me." 
She shook and moaned as she slipped her body over me.
   I sighed and closed my eyes, "Your parents are so perceptive."


Chapter 20

I picked Jules and Celeste up early Sunday morning and drove over to 
wake and feed Nicole.
   Nicole was already awake and surfing the web in bed. She showed us a 
piece of paper that stated that she was now a Certified Paralegal, which 
allowed her to handle contracts, wills and civil court cases without 
being a lawyer.
   She looked happy and well rested and we all agreed, extremely 
kissable. Soon the laptop was forgotten as we caressed her with our 
hands and lips. She was moaning and squirming as Jules lapped her 
breasts and Celeste was fluttering her lips over her body.
   I started with her mouth and traced down her body until I took 
possession of her sweet cunt, coaxing nectar and climaxes from her until 
she fell into a shivering limpness.
   I started telling them about the adventures at the lake but Jules 
asked me to wait. Apparently she had been persuaded to instruct Celeste 
on the proper way to administer one of her patented blowjobs and she 
didn't want to be distracted.
   Celeste proved to be a diligent and hard-working student and her 
dedication convinced Nicole to contribute as well. I added my heartfelt 
moans and unintelligibly gurgles as they compared notes and experimented 
on me.
   With seconds to go and the shot clock counting, they helped Celeste 
nestle her tiny sex on me. With a grunt she dropped halfway down.
   It was so incredible tight and hot that I just couldn't help from 
ramming my groin into her, jockeying her body on me as we cried out in 
pleasure. I ground her sex on me and came in long tingling spurts.
   With a whimper Celeste rolled off and Jules replaced her on my still 
very erect penis. Within minutes we were again grunting in lusty 
abandon. She was just moaning out her climax when I lurched and cried 
and rutted in a violent orgasm. I groaned and Jules collapsed on me.
   Finally I managed to crack an eyelid and Celeste smiled at me. "Hi 
lover. Sleep well? They're downstairs getting brunch ready." She 
caressed my face, "I have to stay and babysit you because I can't walk, 
again." She gave me a lusty kiss, "Thanks to you!" She rolled over me 
and locked my mouth on hers.
   "Oh what a pervert, molesting him when he's asleep!" Jules yelled 
from the door.
   "This is nothing! You think that was molesting? Watch!" Celeste said 
as she tried to push my semi hard cock in her cunt. She was hot and 
tight and I started growing. She was obviously very sore as she flinched 
each time I got part way in her. Finally she rolled off me.
   "Oh damn! I hurt too much!" she breathed, "You got off easy!"
   "Thank you, lord!" I moaned. Nicole came in with the rest of our 
brunch and I feasted on food and parts of their anatomy 
indiscriminately.
   I finally got to tell them about Marjorie's house and how wonderful 
it was. Then I outlined what I'd like to offer her. JulieAnn thought it 
over and Nicole agreed that setting up a trust fund would probably be 
the best thing since it would guarantee an income for Marjorie.
   "It's going to tie up a small part of our capital but we can afford 
it. The short term investments have been strong but we'll need to 
redistribute the... Hey!" I started playing with her boobs.
   "You know how high finances turn me on!"
   "Admit it, everything turns you on! Listen, we'd better get moving 
and get hold of the lawyer if we want to get this deal."
   They got on the phone and sent me to the gym. After my shower I went 
to stock up on fishing gear and pick Amanda up.

    

Nicole drove the girls in the sedan and we all met up with Marjorie and 
her lawyer friend at the restaurant that featured the fish-fry, about a 
quarter mile from the stuffed animal menagerie.
   As our newly minted legal expert, Nicole handled the negotiations, 
which was minimal, since our offer was already better than what they had 
expected. We agreed to supply a furnished flat and living expenses for 
Marjorie and in return, she conferred title and deeded over the land 
containing her house, "The Eyrie".
   There were a number of apartments along the water which suited our 
purposes and we rented one that included a slip for her small boat. We 
were overjoyed when she offered to look after the house when we were not 
there.
   We unloaded the cars, picked up more food and took Marjorie on the 
USS Dweebus to check out our new property, with a very proud Amanda as 
skipper.
   She took us out, thankfully without any of her acrobatic antics. She 
nudged us alongside the dock with deft assurance as I scrambled to tie 
up. I handed Marjorie from the boat and she took us up the steps.
   Celeste had been very quiet since the boat ride. She started looking 
around the inside of the house and seemed very agitated.
   "Marjorie, what's your relationship to Bertram Mueller? Was he your 
husband?" She asked in a shaky voice.
   "Yes... but how did you know?"
   "That beam along the roofline. It's unusual that it's anchored in the 
rocks, then I noticed the post-stressing cables through it. And then I 
realized it's just a cantilever with everything hanging off it - one 
support for an entire house." She took a shuddering breath, "It's 
elegant and it's brilliant. And only Bertram Mueller could have designed 
it." Celeste said with shining eyes, then she turned to us.
   "Bertram Mueller designed Festival Hall and fourteen trend-setting 
buildings. He became widely sought after as the best in suspension 
structures and was a pioneer in using pre-stressed material. Then one 
day he just quit his job and disappeared. He never designed a commercial 
building again. To this day, they're still trying to figure out some of 
his techniques." Her voice dropped in awe, "And this is his home..."
   Marjorie was crying, "Oh bless you, child. He said they never 
understood his art. That everything was money and power. So we retired 
here..." She took Celeste's hand, "He was so proud of that beam. Took 
him a whole year to fabricate it and he was certain no one would be able 
to tell what it was. But we knew one day his true artistry would be 
appreciated."
   "Marjorie, I have to ask this. Did he ever finish his 'wheel'?"
   "How do you know about it? He told nobody!"
   "He never wrote it up but in three of his speeches he made mention of 
his vision." Celeste looked at us, "Bertram Mueller saw the ultimate use 
of the cantilever as a horizontal 'wheel' building, requiring only a 
small foundation in its center, with spokes running along the roof line 
supporting the rest of the structure. Because there are no load bearing 
walls, they can be placed virtually anywhere. Am I right so far?" 
Marjorie nodded and Celeste continued.
   "The beauty is that you could build it on just about any terrain, at 
a third of the cost, with the added bonus of being able to rotate it to 
follow the sun, cutting down on heating and cooling costs."
   "My word, child, that's exactly how he would describe it. You even 
sound a bit like him!"
   Marjorie took Celeste's hand and led us into a room behind the 
kitchen which was cut into the bedrock. Framed drawings of Celeste's 
'wheel' building were all over the walls and on the drafting table.
   "He started work on one behind here, but he took ill before..." She 
wiped her tears and took Celeste's hands, "Celeste, dear, I would like 
you to have Bertram's notes and designs."
   "No, Mrs Mueller, I can't..."
   "You must, Bert would've wanted you to continue his work." Marjorie 
looked at Celeste, "All I ask is that you use it for helping people." 
They were both crying as they hugged each other.
   Marjorie turned to me, "I knew it was providence that prompted me to 
invite you two up here yesterday. Bertram and I are thrilled to know his 
home and his work would be in such lovely hands." She gave each of us a 
tremulous kiss.
   Marjorie wanted to let us enjoy the house but asked for help with 
some larger items and her clothes. So Amanda and I took her back to her 
new apartment in town.
   Amanda seemed preoccupied on the trip back.
   "Er, Amanda, you missed the dock."
   "I did? How astute of you, sir!" She took us halfway up the gorge and 
dropped anchor. Then she started pulling our clothes off.
   "I have the bait, did you bring your rod?"

    

Nicole and Jules were deep in conversation as they sunbathed, somewhat 
completely naked on the patio in front of the house.
   Jules turned and said, "What kept you two? As if we couldn't guess!"
   Amanda nestled down between them and moaned, "You know, anybody can 
watch the way I walk and know to the minute when I was last serviced by 
the stud here. I'm wasted..." They kissed her tenderly and looked at me 
like it was my fault Amanda had no control of herself around me. I 
hurried inside when I broke out in a huge grin.
   Celeste was already buried in Mueller's notes and drawings. I 
massaged her shoulders and kissed her hair but I only got as far as her 
neck when she made it clear she did not wish to be distracted. Totally 
devastated, I took drinks out as a peace offering and Nicole waved the 
deed at me.
   "Look at this. This property sits inside a protected wildlife 
sanctuary and covers approximately 10 square miles of some of the most 
pristine land in the country. I think we struck gold here."
   Jules continued, "And speaking of gold, I've begun a list of things 
we have to get, starting with a telephone and a microwave." We went 
through the list and kept adding to it.
   "... and a boat." I concluded.
   Jules sighed, "I can see I really have to work by buns off..."
   "I sincerely hope not, they're real nice buns!" I said and kissed 
them, and again as she wiggled them in my face. The other two demanded 
equal time and soon I was on my knees kissing ass like the best of them.
   "All this sucking up will be amply rewarded," Nicole warmly informed 
me, I had progressed to cunt-lapping by then, "You are herewith promoted 
to scullery slave. But finish me first..."
   Everything in the kitchen, including the fridge, was propane powered, 
supplied by a large tank by the water's edge that was refilled weekly. I 
was pleasantly surprised to find that a propane stove was just a more 
civilized version of a BBQ and I started water for potatoes. We had also 
purchased fish filet and beer batter at the restaurant, where I had the 
forethought to beg cooking instructions as well.
   Loud screams from Amanda sent us rushing down to the docks where she 
had landed a 3lb bass. Once Amanda got over its squirminess, her 
bloodthirstiness surfaced and she had no problems handling it, even 
learning how to filet them. By the time the potatoes were done and the 
oil ready, she had caught another 3 good sized fish and prepared them 
for cooking, all the while sadly regaling everyone within earshot the 
time one THIS BIG got away. She would indicate its size by stretching 
her arms wide, which shoved her saucy boobs in our faces, realizing 
early that that was what kept her audience riveted.
   Dinner was a great success, due more to the occasion and surroundings 
than any ability of the cook, but I unabashedly accepted every kiss and 
caress thrown in my direction. The ultimate compliment was when Celeste 
declared my meal worth leaving Mueller's notes for.
   "Nicole, there is no doubt in my mind I have to continue this 
project. I want to start university and get a degree as soon as I can." 
Celeste stated. She had also found that Mueller owned a number of 
patents covering structural materials and design. Nicole promised to get 
the legalities straightened out before she needed to do anything with 
them.
   We cleaned up to go and Amanda took us on a tour of "our" lake, 
beginning at the waterfall at the top of Sunset Cove, which Marjorie 
called Rainbow Head. Everybody took a turn at the helm but none of us 
had Amanda's skills at heart stopping maneuvers on the water.
   We could only catch part of the multimedia show put on by mother 
nature as I had promised to get Amanda home early. Fortunately school 
was finishing for her on Friday, a full two weeks before ours did and 
the girls were making plans to have her stay over the week.
   "Can I bring my sweetheart?" She took my hand.
   "Is he the one who talks a lot and has no staying power?"
   "Sadly, all too true." Amanda said gloomily but brightened up, "But 
it just gives you more time to nuzzle my cunt!" I stared at her and she 
stuck her tongue out at me and tweaked my cock.
   The conversation became much more animated after that, even Celeste 
shook off her longing backward gazes at the Eyrie to join in.
   We stopped by the marina to place an order for a larger version of 
the jet boat we've been renting, opting for the bigger engine and the 
fishing package for our little angler.
   The owner, an older man who introduced himself as Max, came out and 
Jules batted her lashes at him and he invited her into his office, to 
'go over the arrangements'.
   I took Celeste aside and held her, "I'm so proud of you. I knew you 
were smart but I'd never realized how much more there is to you. You 
rock, girl!" She smiled and hugged me back.
   "Bertram Mueller has always been an idol of mine. He built things to 
last, without sacrificing the esthetic appeal, but was so far ahead of 
his time few people appreciated his true abilities. I feel fortunate to 
have this chance to see his work firsthand." She looked towards the 
Eyrie, "I will make his dream work." There was quiet certainty in her 
voice.
   I took her hand and walked her back to where the girls were talking 
to Marjorie, making arrangements for purchases to be delivered to the 
House.
   "Marjorie, please consider The Eyrie yours - for as long as you want, 
you are welcome to stay there. The apartment is to make it easier for 
you, not to replace your beautiful house. OK?" Marjorie held my hand and 
kissed me tearfully.
   I collected Amanda and we kissed everyone goodbye.
   Once we got moving, she leaned her head on me and clutched my arm.
   She sighed, "My entire life now revolve around the hours I spend with 
you. It's always over too soon and I find myself back in my bland 
existence until I see you again. James, can you see how much I love 
you?"
   "Mandie, I care for you and I love you. And I am grateful for your 
love." She sighed and leaned her head on my lap and reached her arm 
around my waist.
   "I get so panicked knowing I won't have you for a whole week. It's 
like I'm on drugs or something."
   I stroked her hair. "Sometimes when I think of you, I try to come up 
with things you'd enjoy. Like this weekend, I would never have come back 
here if not for you."
   "When I think of you, I just get horny..." She giggled. "And it grows 
and grows until I have to touch myself..."
   "You're worst than me! Remember you told me it's the guys who need 
sex all the time?"
   "That was before I tried it and got myself hooked on the sexiest stud 
around!"
   "Who, me?"
   "Yeah you, you don't have to pretend. I've got it bad for you." She 
sighed again, "And I love it... It's just that I've had a very sheltered 
life and you have swept me off me feet and I can't live without you! Mom 
knows something's up, I just daydream and sigh all day long."
   "Do you want me to talk to her?"
   Her nails dug in my thigh. "You're not going to do something nutty 
like last time are you? I don't think I could handle many more of 
those."
   "How 'bout if I talk to her at school, then your Dad's not around. 
I'll ask to take you out during the week - considering you'll be going 
off to your girlfriend's cottage all next week." I sighed, "Geez, that 
means I can't see you at all! So I should get a date during the week to 
make it up, right?"
   "You have a point, I mean you're so infatuated with me it'll probably 
be hell going a whole week without a glimpse of me. So out of charity I 
may let you take me out and hold my hand... maybe even a goodnight 
kiss... on the cheek only, mind you!" She started working my zip down, 
"Definitely not on the lips, oh no!" And took me in her sweet mouth. She 
worked her tongue and hand on me and I could only gasp and moan. She 
took her mouth off but rocked her hand on me. I was squirming and 
grunting.
   "In fact, once you kissed me on the mouth, who knows, you'll want to 
touch my boobies, right?" I grunted my assent as she returned to nursing 
on my throbbing cock. "Well touch them, you dolt!" Hastily I complied as 
she resumed her ministrations on me, taking little licks as I leaked.
   "Mmmm, that's nice... But you are absolutely unscrupulous, of course, 
and soon it will not be enough just outside the clothing, you'd want to 
touch me on my bare skin... Right?" Quickly, I wriggled my fingers 
inside her dress and tweaked her swollen tip. She returned her mouth on 
me and soon I was grunting again.
   "Ohhh, feels good.... Anyways, after inflaming my senses with your 
licentious caresses, it will be all too easy for you take advantage of 
my weakened state, to touch me... down there..." She nipped me gently 
when I was slow in following instructions. She spread her legs and 
moaned as I rubbed her. Slowly her hand resumed their gently motion on 
my swollen cock. She added her lips after she caught her breath.
   She seemed too busy to speak so I anticipated her and slipped my hand 
under her panties.
   She grunted on my erection and started shaking, "Oh, oh, so good, you 
scoundrel, you have breached my defenses, ohhh.  Ahhh, oh god, I am 
undone, you wicked, wicked man. Oh, god... Ohhh...." She returned her 
mouth on me and pumped furiously as I matched her strokes inside her 
squirming wetness. She shook violently on my hand and slipped her mouth 
deep on me and started sucking. With a shaking groan I shot my come into 
her churning mouth as she clamped her legs around me.
   Her shivering slowly stopped as she sucked and licked me clean. I 
wheezed and tried to focus on driving again.
   "Mmmm, that was good. What a delightful scoundrel..." She murmured as 
she tucked me back in my pants.
   I took my hand out of her but she held it against her panties and 
slowly rocked herself on it until we drove up her street.
   "We're there, Mandie." I whispered.
   "So you'll take me out?" As she sat and straightened her clothes.
   "Yes, after I ask your Mom." She sighed and pecked me on the cheek.
   "What an amazing weekend, James. And next week I get my cunt nuzzled 
too!"


Chapter 21

After my physics test, I went to the locker and Sara was sitting against 
her backpack waiting for me. She had a simple pale blue summer dress on 
and sandals, looking tanned, fit and happy. My mouth watered just 
looking at her.
   "Hi," she jumped up and hugged me, "How was your test?"
   "Tough. I didn't study enough. I probably passed, but that's about 
all."
   "Poor baby..." She took my arm as we went out to the car, "I had a 
good time waiting for you. Four of your friends tried to pick me up!"
   "I don't blame them - you look positively yummy!"
   She giggled, "I could see it in their eyes... and yours! Anyways I 
told them I'm taken!"
   At the car I held her by her shoulders, "Happy anniversary, my lovely 
Sara."
   Her eyes misted up and she held me for a long time. "I'm all choked 
up..." She looked at me, "Happy anniversary, James, my one, my only 
love." She wiped her eyes, "You've made me so happy..." She leaned on me 
and sighed, "It's great being in love!"
   We bought and ate burgers as we picked things up for the house, 
finally stopping at a marine supply shop for hydrographic maps, life 
jackets and extended range marine cell phones for the new boat and for 
the Eyrie. The Federal Sanctuary designation meant no phone lines in the 
area.
   In town, I spoke to the contractor people about putting in a floating 
dock to allow us more sunbathing and docking room and also to upgrade 
the generator to a high capacity unit.
   Sara had been stocking up on groceries and loading stuff on USS 
Dweebus while I was speaking to the contractors. When I found her she 
was lugging the flotation vests onboard, followed by two young men from 
the marina, their arms full. The poor girl was working herself hard and 
her dress was pasted to her, clearly outlining her luscious boobs and 
erect nipples. I stopped and whistled at her. She blushed but did not 
try to cover herself. She was smiling as the men helping her gaped 
openly at her.
   "You're something, Sare! Who'd think that inside the angel there's 
all that..."
   "Sluttiness?" She smiled.
   "No, I was going to say wild spirit."
   "I don't mind being wild with you because I'm tired of being scared, 
and you give me the strength to try different things. As long as you 
know that I am yours." She leaned her head on me and said quietly, 
"Because you have given it all to me..."
   We finished loading the boat and I took us out of the marina as she 
waved goodbye to her new admirers. We watched the houses and lavish 
cottages drift by, until they gave way to the rugged beauty of Mother 
Nature's creations.
   I went over basic boating with Sara and gave her the helm. She soon 
became quite skillful at handling the craft, executing turns with 
remarkable precision.
   "This section is a wildlife preserve and no building is allowed 
within its boundaries. Except one..."
   "Ours...?"
   "Yep. Bertram Mueller bought it when the land was considered 
unbuildable and before the sanctuary designation came into being. We 
will never have a neighbor closer than 20 miles. Celeste is right, only 
a man with Mueller's vision and abilities could have built there." I 
steered us into Sunset Cove.
   "Look around, do you see anything?"
   "No... Oh there's a boat in there!"
   "Ah, good eyes. That's Marjorie's boat, she must be putting things in 
order for us. See the steps cut in the mountainside? Follow them and you 
MIGHT see the building." Sara was wide-eyed with wonder.
   I told her about my plans to extend the present dock with a new one 
that matched the layout of the land. She looked impressed.
   "A slight change of plans, my dear. I was planning my big seduction 
scene up there - but fortunately the backup is just as good..."
   She turned to me with blazing eyes, "I hope it's near by, James, 
because I'm this close to attacking you in a very unladylike way." She 
reached back and started unzipping her dress.
   I followed the waterway up to the cascades of Rainbow Head. Sara sat 
with her breasts uncovered and stared at the glittering waterfall with 
its private rainbow.
   "Wow! Is this for real? It's like we just been transported into a 
fairy tale!" Her nails dug into my arm as she leaned on me and kissed my 
cheek, whispering, "James, if you want me, do me now... I'm real close!" 
She was shivering.
   We stripped and I helped her climb on my cock. She was tight and hot 
and started moaning and twitching in orgasm before I was all the way in.
   "Ugh, uhh James, Ohhhh, James... Oh... God!" She breathed and 
shivered on me as I helped her move her body on me. I leaned down and 
she cried out again as I licked her breasts and nipples. She clutched my 
head to her breasts and shook over me.
   "God, James... I-I can't stop coming! Uhh, ohhh!" She moaned as she 
was caught up in another series of tremors. I was preoccupied with 
steering the boat into the current and away from the rocks so I just let 
her squirm and moan on me.
   Finally she collapsed shivering on my neck, her little cunt still 
twitching delightfully.
   "I'm sorry, James, I'm so selfish - I didn't make you come... Just 
hold me a bit more and I'll do what you want, OK?"
   "Relax, Sare. Enjoy yourself." I stroked her hair, "I feel good too! 
And I'm glad I can make you happy." She smiled, kissed me and went back 
to gently rolling her sex on me and purring.
   "I was so horny for you all day, and then the way the two guys looked 
at me! And this place! With you! It's just awesome..." She held me for a 
while then slowly raised herself off me. She kissed her way down to my 
penis and slid me into her hot little mouth.
   "Ahhh, good. Sare... Wait a sec, let's do this right..." She looked 
up at me, hand still stroking me softly.
   I pulled her up and kissed her, "Let's stop the boat - we have to 
drop anchor."
   "Oh, let me do it, just tell me how."
   "Go up to the front, the bow... and lift the cover there... See the 
anchor? Now check to make sure the line is not tangled up. OK, remember 
not to hold the rope, it'll burn! Now pick up the anchor and just drop 
it over the front. Let me know when the line gets slack." She was 
leaning over the front watching the line, then she waved her hand and 
her delicious butt at me.
   "Stay where you are!" I yelled as I turned off the engine. She looked 
back at me bearing down on her and spread her legs wider, grinning.
   "Ohhhhh!" We both cried as I penetrated her from the back. With long 
strokes I drove into her, her tightness and heat driving my lust. I 
leaned over and wrapped my hands around the smooth globes of her breast, 
Sara was shaking and grunting as I rutted into her, mindless in our 
pleasure. I gripped her breasts and held her tight as we shook with 
delight and I pulsed my heated come in her, crying out in release.
   I collapsed on the deck, Sara dropped down over me, moaning softly 
and licking my chest.
   "Mmmm, James, you make me feel so good..." she murmured.
   "The feeling's mutual, my love." She leaned up and we kissed, lazily.

    

Marjorie's boat was gone by the time we tied up and unloaded. After we 
put things away, I gave Sara the 2-cent tour and then we stood on the 
patio and gazed out at the view. Sara asked me about the new dock I was 
planning to put in.
   "James... Don't you think it would be better if we extended it out 
along the rocks? To me, it would give us better usage of the inlet 
here." She looked back at me when I said nothing, "You're not mad, are 
you? It just seems better that way."
   "No, not mad at all: thinking - it actually sounds great. I'm just 
trying to visualize the whole thing."
   "Here, let me show you." She dragged me into Celeste's 'office' and 
started sketching.
   "See, the rocks on this side go out and form a natural shelter. If we 
have the dock out the opposite side, there would be more room for your 
boat and it would be away from the wind and waves."
   I nibbled on her ear, "Why is it everybody except me gets so smart 
here? That is so clever!"
   "You really like it?" Sara smiled and blushed as I kissed my way down 
her bouncy breasts. I took her hand and placed it on my suddenly 
throbbing cock.
   "See how impressed I am?"
   "Yes, and I predict you'll be using it to make an impression on me," 
Sara giggled breathily, "Or is it IN me?"
   "First, let me rig up the phone and you can tell the contractors what 
you want."
   "James, I can't! I wouldn't know what to say!"
   "Just tell them what you just told me."
   "James..." She looked pale.
   "Sare, we both think it's a good design. But you have to tell them to 
make sure it's done right... OK?"
   Sara looked at me for a bit, nodded and started back on her drawing, 
laying out her design in detail. I added my thoughts for a fish cleaning 
hutch and she worked it in. She told me I was distracting her and sent 
me out when I began kissing her neck.
   I busied myself with installing the outdoor whip antenna for the 
cellphone. High on the southern wall Mueller had built a shelf 
containing 8 solar panels to charge the 12v marine batteries used for 
emergency lighting and standby power. I placed the antenna on the shelf, 
running the coax and a power cable through a junction box to the phone 
unit I placed in the livingroom.
   Sara finished her sketch and we called the contractor. She spoke with 
them for a while, then went back into the den, saying, "I have to make 
changes."
   I brought her a drink and Sara was still scribbling away madly, 
kneeling up in her chair. A little bit of her pink tongue stuck out as 
she concentrated on her work, looking irresistibly sexy. I started 
molesting her and she threw me out again.
   This time she was much more comfortable with the man on the line and 
smiled brightly at me as she hung up.
   "I think I got it right!" She breathed, "They had to explain some 
things to me but I think they liked the design too!" I put my arm around 
her and she was quaking in excitement. She moaned as she pulled my head 
down and kissed me, shivering even more. She darted her tongue in my 
mouth and started rubbing her hand on my erection.
   She looked at me, "Are you going to take me to bed willingly or do I 
have to use force?"

    

I laid on top of her, still shaking and panting from our delicious 
coupling. I turned to my side and she rolled with me.
   "Hey..." I stroked her hair and kissed her brow.
   "Hey..." Sara looked up and smiled angelically, whispering, "I love 
you..." and followed it with a soft kiss.
   "I love you... Was I too heavy?"
   "No - it felt just right. Perfect." She touched my face and kissed me 
some more. "James, I love you - not only because we have the most 
incredible sex, but because you're the sweetest, kindest person I've 
ever known."
   "We aim to please, my little Sara." We kissed some more and she 
hummed happily.
   "Mmmmm," she moaned as I brushed her soft breasts and felt her 
nipples stand up, "I love it when you touch me..." She stretched 
contentedly, then took my hand and kissed it, "But I want you to take me 
sightseeing now, OK?"
   "If it pleases you, my angel."
   We packed USS Dweebus with drinks and chips and fishing rods, and 
went up along the rugged coastline towards where two larger rivers fed 
the lake. Our side of the lake was surrounded by sheer cliffs while the 
opposite shoreline was marshy and strewed with trees and vegetation. I 
pointed to the nests the ospreys and eagles built high up in the rocks. 
Sara rested her head on my shoulder and watched rapturously as the 
graceful predators soared and cavorted about the sky.
   Part way up there was a rock formation that came out of the water, 
looking like a Stonehenge carving. From an angle, it looked like a 
couple in a sensuous embrace.
   "This HAD to be called Lovers' Rock!" Sara declared. Then she made me 
stand and tried to match the pose.
   "I need to be taller - maybe Nicole or Brenda."
   "You're doing just fine..." She had one hand in my hair and the other 
around my neck. One leg was wrapped around my thigh and I could feel her 
soft belly against my stiffening penis.
   "No - I'm not tall enough to make love this way... Mmmm, you're ready 
again?"
   I held my hands up, "Not me! Just the company I'm keeping!"
   She smiled mischievously, "If you're going to blame me, I had better 
make the most of it then!" She pulled my shorts down and made me sit. 
She knelt over my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and straddled me. 
She was naked under her dress and I penetrated her smooth wetness in one 
stroke.
   "Oh, oh, ahhhh. Slowly, James! Ahhhh!" She moaned against my neck as 
she made slow short strokes on us. Sara started shivering again in a 
series of small climaxes. Her head hung over my shoulders as she moaned 
in my ear.
   "Oh, oh, James, i-it feels s-so good. Mmmmm," she licked me, "I'm so 
turned on, I just keep coming all the time! Mmmm, oh, oh, ohhhh!"
   Her tightness was tingling and exciting but she kept her movements 
light and wouldn't let me come.
   "Hmmmm," Sara breathed as her quivering slowed some, "Do you think we 
can do this all day?"
   "No - I'll be a drooling idiot in ten minutes!"
   "You mean you become a drooling idiot when you DON'T come as well?" 
She snickered, then moaned as she ground herself on me fully, looking at 
me with wild smoldering eyes, "But you're MY drooling idiot, ooohhhh."
   She closed her eyes and started moving deeply on me, "Come, then, my 
sweet love! Come in your little Sara!" as she gripped my shoulders and 
milked my cock with long deliberate strokes, her hair and our cries 
streaming in our wake.
   She served us drinks and snacks then nestled back on me and hugged my 
neck as we made our way upstream. The water became quite rough as the 
combined waters of two rivers emptied into the lake. Finally the white 
waters forced us to turn back.
   Once in the deeper channel, the water became much calmer and I 
dropped anchor. It was crystal clear and not too cold. I jumped in and 
watched as Sara shrugged out of her dress, pausing a moment to let me 
take in her loveliness before diving in.
   We paddled around and tickled and splashed each other. The water was 
so clear we could see the bottom almost twenty feet below. We washed 
each other and took turns diving down to clean each other with mouth and 
tongue. I floated on my back and Sara nestled up between my legs, then 
we lounged on the boat and let the sun and our heat dry our bodies.
   "Look, James...!" A dozen birds were diving into an area of deeper 
water, making a huge racket as the surface rippled with hundreds of tiny 
flashing forms.
   "Something's panicked the minnows from below and they're trying to 
escape by swimming on the surface. Do you want to try and catch some big 
ones?" I rigged the rods up with heavy spoons and slowly trolled the 
lines behind the fleeing minnows. We had bites within a minute but 
Sara's line broke before I could set the drag properly. The other fish 
took us for a long ride across half the width of the lake before we 
could bring it in - a huge five pound rainbow trout. We wrestled it into 
the cooler but by then all signs of the birds and fish had vanished.
   We rushed back to the house, my stomach growling after she told me we 
would be dining on pan fried trout.
   Sara started potatoes and then tried fishing off the dock as I 
butterflied and cleaned the trout. She caught a nice two-pounder which 
was also added to the menu but after that could only catch small ones 
which she released.
   The skies were filling in with bands of crimson and gold while we sat 
on the sunpad outside the house and feasted on fish fried in a crispy 
batter, salad and mashed potatoes. The fish was served with Sara's 
'secret' sauce, a dark, exotic tasting sauce that was simply delicious. 
I even had some on my salad and potatoes. Sara had also prepared hot 
apple turnovers which we ate with ice-cream.
   We cleaned up and I made a quick call to Amanda as Sara washed the 
dishes. After we put things away we went back outside, happy and 
content, enjoying our closeness and the glorious sunset. I pulled her 
close and she laid her head on my chest, making soft noises as I 
massaged her back. Gently, she held my penis and stroked it as it grew.
   "James, can we do it again? Are you tired?" I smiled and helped her 
nestle her warm cunt on me. She slipped halfway down and started moaning 
as she rode on me lightly.
   "Mmmmm, feels so good. Ahhhh..." She sighed softly and shuddered 
again and again. Sara was hot and tight but it was hurting her to take 
me fully.
   Finally she turned around and took me in her mouth, sending shivers 
up my spine, her hand rubbing the stalk as her tongue made tingling 
forays on the sensitive skin.
   She slipped her hand lower and pushed her little mouth on me. She was 
grunting with effort as she moved her head to force more of me down her 
wet tightness, making me quiver with sensation. She pulled back to catch 
her breath, her hand moving rapidly on me.
   I was humping my hips and groaning as she returned me in her mouth, 
taking me deep in her heat. I clutched her hair and blasted my come into 
her as she swallowed and moaned. I did not release her until I finished 
shooting.
   Her hand slowed but kept milking my cock as she carefully sucked and 
licked me clean. I stroked her hair and breast as our shudders slowed.
   Her face was red and her eyes wild as I pulled her up for a wet kiss. 
Our tongues lashed frantically as we shared our taste. She moaned and 
pulled my hand down to her wet sex, and shivered as I caressed her to 
another climax.
   The sky flared in a final display of shimmering crimson hues as we 
snuggled against each other in awed silence, not daring to disturb the 
magical moment.

    

   Sara took my hand in the car, "Thank you, James, it was the best day 
I've ever had." She hugged me and kissed me lightly, "Did you enjoy 
yourself?"
   "You know I did. I enjoy so much being with you - you're beautiful 
and smart and you take such good care of me."
   She curled up on the seat and wrapped herself on my arm "I wish I 
could do more to make you happy. You've given me so much... There's no 
way I could ever repay you."
   "Knowing you're happy is the best gift you can give me... Your 
happiness IS my happiness, my little Sara." She sighed and leaned on me. 
Soon her breathing became soft as she clung to me in sleep.
   I woke her as we turned down her street. She gave me a soft kiss on 
the cheek, "I love you, James..." and turned to open the door.
   "Hey..." I whispered and she looked back. I kissed my fingers and 
held it out.
   She did the same and touched mine. "Hey..."


Chapter 22

Tuesday morning was my English test and I stayed until everyone had 
finished, then went up to Mrs Cipola.
   "Mrs Cipola, can I talk to you - about Amanda?"
   "Yes, certainly. I had wanted to speak to you as well."
   "Let me first say that I find Amanda extremely intelligent and 
beautiful. And I really, really enjoy being with her."
   "That's good, but are you aware that you have something of a 
reputation at school? It's rather a concern of ours..."
   "What reputation?"
   "That you have been, shall we say, 'close' with a substantial number 
of the female students at this school?"
   "Mrs Cipola, that was just a rumor started because I wrote the essay 
for you. I wasn't even going out with anyone!"
   "I thought so, it was just too preposterous to believe. And your 
intentions towards Amanda?"
   "I care very deeply for Amanda. I will do whatever I can to make her 
happy, and I will never let anything hurt her."
   "That's good to hear, because I fear my daughter is quite infatuated 
with you."
   "I feel the same way about her. She's funny and sophisticated and so 
smart! We can talk about anything and she makes me so happy! She's just 
amazing!" I realized I was ranting, "Sorry Mrs Cipola for getting so 
carried away, it's just that I don't have many chances to talk to 
anybody about Amanda, and..."
   "I understand," she smiled and my heart paused - it was Amanda all 
over. "And speaking as her mother, I happen to agree with you."
   "And I really have to thank you and Mr Cipola for allowing me to see 
her..." She nodded, "And could I have your permission to take her out 
from school tomorrow?"
   "You mean you want to pick her up at her school?"
   "Yes. And can we stay out until after dinner?"
   "I don't see why not - provided you have enough time to study for 
your exams."
   "Oh yes, Mrs Cipola. Study first!"
   It was nice to hear her laugh.

    

After I collected Jules and Celeste we drove over to Nicole's.
   We found her lying on her tummy by the pool. She had a towel draped 
over her head so she could read the screen on the laptop. She was waving 
her legs in the air and her tiny pussy smiled at us. We hugged and the 
girls started shrugging out of their dresses.
   After a soft kiss, Nicole disengaged my hands and pushed my face off 
hers. "My love, do what you have to do downstairs, first." as the girls 
hastened to apply themselves to her recently vacated spots.
   The computers had been delivered along with the study desks that 
Nicole had ordered for the rec room. I assembled them in a circle and 
set up a laptop on each.
   I started my workout and the girls came down to keep me company on 
the machines. Afterwards Jules went to check on the investments and I 
could hear them yakking as they worked on the computers in the next 
room. They came back as I was finishing.
   "James, these lovely ladies have agreed to join the executive ranks 
of JamPC Holdings. With the commensurate benefits, of course..." Jules 
and Celeste glowed with pleasure as Nicole handed them their own credit 
cards.
   "And they would also need company cars..."
   "Nicole," Jules spoke up, "Much as I love the idea, we're spending 
way too much money lately, and I can't get my license for a while 
anyways..."
   "But I NEED a car, Nicole!" Celeste pouted most enticingly, "the big 
brute forces me into all sorts of disgusting and depraved things every 
time he gives me a ride..." She climbed on me and demonstrated some of 
the horrors I had visited on her body. I was impressed I could even have 
thought of them.
   "And that's not all, Nicole!" Celeste abandoned me, just before my 
quivering eagerness became a spurting one. She sashayed over to the 
helplessly giggling girls, "He even makes me..." and whispered in 
Nicole's ear.
   "Oh, the animal!" Nicole leered at me, as she allowed Celeste to drag 
her down on the mat. "You'll have to show me!"
   Jules reached for me, "How come you never make me do those things?" 
She pouted as she climbed to fit herself over me on the narrow Nautilus 
seat. She leaned on my shoulders as she squinted her eyes in 
concentration and whimpered as she moved on me. She pulled my hands to 
her breasts and hissed in pleasure as she pumped on me.
   "Ooooh, and what depraved things will you be doing to me, you sick, 
sick man! Ohhh, ohhh!" Her nails dug into my biceps and she shuddered. 
She rocked on me for another minute until her shakes stopped. Then she 
dragged me to the mat and dumped me over the two very sexy ladies 
already slithering wetly on it. Celeste rolled over into Jules' embrace 
and I stared into Nicole's perfect face, and her lustfilled eyes.
   We kissed and she pulled me into her heat, moaning and quivering as I 
drove into her in long powerful strokes. Nicole wrapped her legs around 
me, forcing even more of me into her, her arms and nails driving me 
relentlessly.
   She cried and shook and cried out some more and I felt my cock 
balloon, my balls tightened and I flailed wildly as I pumped an endless 
stream of heated pleasure into her. Nicole held me and moaned and shook 
violently under me as I gasped out, mind blanked with my release.
   I looked at Nicole's happy face and smiled back. I kissed her on her 
nose as she unwound our bodies and stretched. "Mmmm, I feel good!"
   "And you look better!" Celeste leaned down and kissed her, "And about 
the car...?"
   "Why don't we wait till I get my license?"
   "You may NEVER get a license - you're mechanically challenged!"
   "Don't worry, Jules. We'll go driving in the BMW, then you can get a 
stick shift!" Nicole said.
   "Then I won't be able to drive it!" Celeste wailed, "Ja-aaames, 
they're picking on me!" she breathed, "You'll be my friend won't you?" 
She did something with her mouth that left me sweating and shivering. 
"I'd be EVER so grateful!" She murmured.
   "Er, Jules, if we lease, can we afford a car for each of you?"
   JulieAnn pulled Celeste off me as she thought about it, "It will 
actually help our taxes a bit if we lease, then we can get two cars - 
just keep Celeste's under a grand..." Jules smirked.
   "Nicole..." Celeste squirmed on to Nicole and me, "You'll be nice to 
me too, won't you? You see how badly she treats me? Her own sister, 
who's sacrificed so much for her..." And applied herself lewdly to 
Nicole until she was restrained.
   "O-of course, nothing but the best for the successor to the Mueller 
Empire..." Nicole laughed, shakily, "By the way, you'd be interested to 
know there's a bit of money coming from the licensing of his patents. 
I'm still following it up but we'll have a firm number in a week or so." 
We had to sit on Celeste until she had control over her exuberance.
   After a shower we drove down and had lunch at Anton's, who greeted us 
like long lost relatives and lavished us with attention. After lunch 
Nicole dropped us off at the auto mall and took Jules for lessons in the 
Bimmer.
   We stopped at MB and looked at their cars. Celeste was not happy with 
their prices and I did not push her - I was not too pleased with their 
appetite for expensive premium gas either.
   We ended up at the Toyota dealership.
   A young man with 'Ken' on his nametag shook our hands, "How may I 
help you?"
   Celeste detached herself and took his arm, "The big boy here is 
getting me a car, what can you show me?"
   Ken was only too pleased and, with a backward glance at me, steered 
Celeste to a cute little SUV. She climbed in, showing him her long legs, 
giggling and batting her lashes.
   They worked their way to a huge four-wheeler that towered over her. 
She slid behind the drivers seat and then climbed in the back. Ken was 
panting and shaking as she flashed her gams and blinked adoringly at his 
every word.
   A pert young woman dressed in the colors of the showroom staff walked 
up to me.
   "Hi, I'm Stephanie, I'm the floor manager here. Can I help you?" She 
smiled as she shook my hand.
   "My girlfriend is shopping for a car..."
   "Is that her?" Celeste was being shown the engine on the large SUV. 
She had raised herself on tiptoes and the skirt had risen perilously 
close to her ass. "She looks like she's having a good time with Ken." 
Stephanie looked at me, "And you don't mind?"
   "She knows what she's doing. Looks like he's having a good time as 
well!"
   "That he is - between you and me, what're his chances of making a 
sale?" She looked at me with her pretty eyes.
   "We talking about a car? If he doesn't get too pushy, quite good..."
   "Can I do anything to improve his chances?"
   "Perhaps, but you can certainly help stop her wasting his time..." 
Stephanie looked enquiringly at me. I stood closer to her and put an arm 
around her waist, "Do what she is doing to your salesman..."
   "You mean like this?" She smiled a beautifully mischievous smile and 
leaned her head on my shoulders and reached across to hug me, running 
her hand over my chest.
   Celeste stormed up, fire in her eyes. Stephanie wisely took a step 
away from me.
   "James Mitchell, what do you think you are doing?" Celeste demanded.
   "Stephanie was feeling sorry for me, seeing how my girlfriend left me 
all alone."
   "Was that what she was doing...? I thought you had choked and she was 
doing the Heimlich on you." She smiled sweetly at Stephanie, "Honey, you 
were doing it wrong - watch." She spun behind me and demonstrated, and 
almost succeeded in expelling my lunch as well.
   Celeste carefully kissed the tears from my eyes and nestled up to me, 
saying, "Now, sweetie, which car are you buying me?"
   I walked her over to a Solara and we took one out for a spin. Celeste 
fell in love with it and, much to my disappointment, didn't even bother 
to do a Nicole-test with me.
   She chose a red convertible and kissed me in delight. "Oooh, James, 
it's SOOOO darling!" She twittered on my arm as Ken took us into the 
office and pulled the manifest sheet. It had pretty much everything on 
it: V6, auto roof, power doorlocks, remote starter, cell-phone, 
route-monitor, heated mirrors, CD-changer, run-flat tires and power 
bun-warming seats, which opens flat on the passenger side.
   Celeste pulled the piece of paper from me. She gushed over the 
options, then hmmm'd a bit.
   "Is this how much it costs?"
   "Yes - but for you, I can take a couple of hundred off..." He 
corrected the figure.
   "Ken, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. He won't pay this much for 
that darling car - even for me." She sighed, took my arm and turned to 
leave.
   "Perhaps I can do something, can you wait?"
   Celeste batted her lashes, "Why, you're a dear, Ken. We'll wait right 
here!"
   She leaned over and softly kissed me, humming tunelessly until he 
returned. She smiled radiantly at him.
   "I spoke to my Manager and he says we can't go any lower, but I 
really want to see you with that car, so I'll kick in my commission on 
the deal." Ken said with a straight face and penned in a new amount on 
the sheet.
   "Gosh, Ken, that's so nice of you, but I wouldn't want you to do this 
for nothing! Let's go, James!"
   "Wait! I'll be frank - I need this deal to make my quota! Let me talk 
to my manager again!" He rushed out.
   Celeste spent the time nibbling on my ear.
   A very breathless Ken came in and offered a new price, apparently he 
had talked his manager to throw in HIS percentage as well.
   "Gee, Ken. I'm touched. Tell you what - I think this is how much this 
car is worth." Celeste crossed out the latest offer and wrote in a 
substantially lower number.
   "Ah, I can't even come close to this figure. I'm sorry, even my boss 
couldn't do anything... Perhaps there's another model...?"
   Celeste sighed, "And I had my mind set on that beautiful little car 
too..." We rose to go again and made it to the door before Ken and 
Stephanie came rushing up.
   "OK, OK, you win. Come back to the office and we can talk it over!"
   "I don't think so, if you can't make an offer that's realistic here, 
you won't be able to do it inside either!"
   "We can't sell the car at that price, how 'bout another $1500 more 
and we'll throw in a years' worth of oil changes?"
   "How 'bout we leave it at what I offered and we'll take out a lease 
so you'll make the kickback from the bank?"
   "And all the oil-changes and tune-ups for two years." I added.
   We stared at them until Ken turned to Stephanie and finally she 
nodded, assuring us that they would be fired for bankrupting the firm.
   While we were walking to do the paperwork, Stephanie said to me, 
"Your girlfriend is something! She's managed to get the car below our 
cost!" She shook her head. "I hope you can hang on to her!"
   "If I don't, then it's because I don't deserve her." I shrugged.
   "If you don't, you should give me a call..." Celeste chose that 
moment to look at me and motioned me to the chair next to her. I sighed 
and joined her.
   "Why is my incoming alert flashing all the time?" She asked with a 
sweet, deadly smile.
   "You'll have to learn to be more trusting - Stephanie is a very nice 
young lady who's just trying to keep a client happy." Ken was trying 
hard to hide his smile.
   "If you were any happier, you'd be making a mess in your pants." She 
turned to Ken, "I'd dump him in a second if he wasn't stinking rich and 
such a hottie!" She sighed and kissed me, "And if I didn't love him so 
very, very much..."
   After waiting to get the phone activated and for the plates to be put 
on and to say 'No' to every aftermarket option they can offer, Celeste 
sat grinning behind the wheel.
   She hummed happily and looked at me and hummed some more.
   "Are we going yet?"
   "Yes, as soon as I decide which disgusting and depraved thing I'm 
going to make you do in my new car." She beamed.

    

Jules drove the Bimmer up the driveway as Celeste was wailing her 
disgust at a particularly depraved thing I was doing to her. Nicole got 
out and froze in her tracks, hands over her mouth. Jules joined her and 
they leaned on each other and gaped as we panted and squished on each 
other and severely tested the water-repelling abilities of the 
upholstery.
   "You two are so sick! You should get help before it's too late." 
Jules opined, "As soon as James finishes trying it with me!"
   "Do you think they'll be permanently damaged from that?" Nicole was 
gripping Jules, her nipples tenting her soft blouse.
   "I will probably never be able to stand up straight again." Celeste 
moaned shakily from under me, "But it was worth it..." And kissed a part 
of my body intimately, eliciting an answering groan from me.
   Finally we managed to extricate ourselves and Celeste clung to me as 
I sat in a more-or-less decent position. The girls gingerly climbed in 
the back seat.
   "Eewwww! How on earth can you manage to get a puddle back here?" 
Jules exclaimed.
   "That was when he bent me over the seat and..."
   "There's more on this side!" Nicole noticed.
   "He did me from there too."
   "Wow, how many times did you two..."
   "I told him I'd give him a ride for each time..." Celeste sighed and 
kissed me softly, "I lost count after 10."
   "We were up to 16 and a half."
   "Half?"
   "Remember when we fell off the hood?"

    

Celeste took the girls for a spin and I went in to start dinner.
   "Hi, how's my little sweetheart?"
   "Your little sweetheart misses you in a BIG way!"
   "Would you like me to pick you up at school and take you out 
tomorrow?"
   "YES!"
   "So, you're playing hard to get..."
   "Oh yeah, definitely. Just say 'Hello' and I'll be on the ground with 
my legs wide open..." She giggled.
   "I was thinking we can go grab some food and see a movie..."
   "Or something... Oh goodie! My friends are just dying to meet you!"
   "What have you told them?"
   "Just that I've met this real hunk and we're going out... They're SO 
jealous!" She giggled. "And maybe bring Nicole's new sports car? That'll 
knock their socks off for sure!"
   "OK, I'll do that. So you'll wait for me?"
   "With bated breath, my sweetheart, with bated breath..."
   Grinning, I went to make dinner. I had to throw out most of the salad 
greens and potatoes because they had turned yellow and slimy so I was 
forced to make spaghetti with meatballs.
   Nicole took a bite and chewed it carefully. "Mmmm, what is this 
delicious food? I don't think I've ever tasted anything as good..." She 
ate enthusiastically, "I think I'm going to have it every day for the 
rest of my life!" Soon she was scraping her plate clean.
   "Nicole, you have to be careful with this stuff," I warned her, "It's 
known to make people gorgeous. I've seen it happen before!"
   She crinkled sweetly and came over, "I love you, you sweet man.", and 
gave me a long soft kiss.
   "Oooh, that's disgusting, Nicole! You're corrupting our highly 
impressionable minds!"
   She licked my lips carefully, then turned to Celeste, "I'm trying to 
show you that there is more to sex than the perverted things you and 
your sister seem to specialize in!"
   "Then why is your hand inside his pants?"
   "Oh, is it? I was feeling a bit tipsy and must've leaned too far..." 
Nicole straightened my clothing and returned to her seat. "More wine, 
anybody?"
   Celeste leaned over and kissed me gently, "I hope you can forgive 
Nicole - she's normally not like this..."
   "Er, Celeste, why is YOUR hand in his pants as well?"
   "I'm just making sure Nicole didn't make a mess... Holy shit, lookit 
that wiener!"
   Jules pushed Celeste back in her chair and gave me a kiss too. "See, 
some of us can maintain a sense of decorum without getting lewd." She 
scoffed at them.
   She reached down, "James, looks like you've spilt some food in the 
excitement. There's one... no, two meatballs... they're stuck..." She 
slid down my leg, "Hmmmm, I just love your meatballs!" and sank me in 
her mouth as I whined weakly.
   There was a frantic rush to pull Jules off me even as I fought to 
cram more of her face down on my cock. I ended up on the kitchen floor 
with Jules on my shoulder, smacking her lips and humming happily; Nicole 
held tightly in my other arm and Celeste busy cleaning the mess her 
sister left on my penis.
   She crawled up, "Jules, that was low and despicable!" Jules hummed 
some more and licked her lips. Celeste pulled Jules close in a warm kiss 
and soon both of them were humming.
   Celeste pulled back, breathing hard, "Sorry you two, hate to eat and 
run. Jules owes me a few hours of cunt nuzzling..." They hastily cleaned 
up and took off.
   "And I suppose you feel I owe you a similar service too?" I kissed 
Nicole.
   "Hmmm, I guess I'll have to settle for whatever I can get..." as I 
carried her upstairs.


Chapter 23

I took the SL to school for my exam, afterwards there was a message on 
the car phone telling me to get food and go to JulieAnn's house before 
going to pick Amanda up.
   I found Celeste and Jules sorting through their swimsuits and Celeste 
was trying on a little number which did nothing except accentuated her 
nakedness. She smiled at my look and gave me a soft kiss. Jules hugged 
my arm, her nakedness accentuated by her having nothing on at all.
   "The marina called and said the boat's prepped and ready. And - you 
ready for this?" Jules was bright-eyed with excitement. "We've been 
invited to do a photo shoot this weekend for a boat manufacturer!"
   "Did you agree?"
   "Of course! And Amanda, too! This is our big break!"
   "And me?..."
   "No, sorry. I told them you don't put out..."
   "Oh? And you do?"
   "Natch! I assured them, not only are we gorgeous, we're easy too!" 
Then they proceeded to show me just how easy they were.
   Twenty minutes later, Celeste was happily licking my cock clean after 
a wet draining session. Jules was nestled in my neck, kissing and 
caressing my chest.
   Celeste crawled up my body, "I hope Amanda appreciates what we're 
doing for her..."
   Jules continued, "I expect so, if we hadn't sacrificed our virtue to 
satisfy his animal hunger, he'll probably want to tear her clothes off 
and do disgusting, depraved things to her..."
   Celeste sighed, "Oh lord, no, the poor dear! I can hear it now; her 
cries as she begs for mercy; his cruel laughter as his rough calloused 
hands travel obscenely over her soft, tender body..."
   "Uuggh, the thought just gives me the shivers! Then no doubt he will 
force her and take advantage of her sweet innocence! Oh, the suffering 
he will put her through!"
   "Oooooh, she'll fight, but he's too strong. And the heartless brute 
will make her submit to his base desires. She'll have no choice but to 
yield - and, ooooh, the shame! He'll make her touch him wantonly! With 
her hands, her lips..."
   "And then he'll smother her with his hot, inflamed body - she will 
die! The anguish, the disgust! He has no feelings for her suffering!"
   "Yes... brutally using her for his own selfish pleasure! Oh you sick, 
evil beast! Oh, the poor, sweet child!" Celeste moaned as she carefully 
worked herself on my newly revived cock.
   "Hmmm, I'm speechless with horror!" Jules said, nestling her wet cunt 
on my face, "Just speechless! Ahhhh!" As they clutched and consoled each 
other in their misery.
   An hour later, after regaining our senses and a modicum of virtue, 
the girls served me lunch in bed before heading off in their new car to 
shop for more swimsuits.
   After showering I made my way to Amanda's school, and found myself 
driving up a wide tree lined boulevard; past a big iron gate, tennis 
courts, playing fields and basketball nets to a sprawling colonial 
building. Young girls in white blouses and short green skirts were 
milling about waiting for their ride. There were more luxury sedans 
there than some Arab countries.
   Amanda came up with a pretty girl in tow.
   "James, this is my friend Sherri." She was taller than Amanda, with 
dark hair, light olive skin and the biggest eyes I've ever seen.
   "Hi Sherri." I reached out and shook her hand. She smiled prettily 
and flicked her long lashes at me.
   "I told Sherri we'll drive her home."
   "Mandie, you realize this is a 2-seater?"
   "Don't worry, we'll double up, it's only a few blocks."
   About a dozen of their friends had drifted over to admire the car and 
they were buzzing and sneaking looks at me.
   "OK, you guys, this is James. Happy now?" They lined up and I shook 
hands with them as they mumbled their names.
   Amanda had by now seated Sherri on the inside and buckled themselves 
in.
   "Say goodbye, James." I was involved in another round of handshaking.
   "Bye bye, girls!"
   "Geez, some people. You'd think they've never seen a man before."
   "So, Sherri, have you known Amanda long?"
   "We grew up together," Amanda jumped in, "Since kindergarten."
   "Where do you live, Sherri?"
   "Left turn, straight down, two lights, right turn and..."
   "Why can't Sherri tell me? Are you her agent?"
   "Yes - she doesn't have much to say."
   "Maybe we should let her try...?"
   "If you insist." Amanda sighed.
   "Hi Sherri, how are you?"
   She looked at me and blushed. Not a word came out.
   "That's good, I'm fine too. Lovely weather we're having..." They both 
burst out giggling.
   "I told you, she's very shy. And she's never been this close to a man 
before."
   "Yes I have!" Sherri had a soft, lovely voice as well.
   "Besides your Dad and your brother, I mean. They don't count."
   "Like YOU have..." Sherri retorted, then looked at me and blushed 
again.
   "Just one, but he's all I need..." Amanda said and took my hand.
   "Are you two..."
   "Kinda... Yes."
   "Gosh! Really?"
   "Yes. I fell in love the moment I saw him. I wanted to do it right 
away but he made us wait... 'Until the right time and place', he said." 
Amanda said dreamily. "Sherri, when it finally happened, it was 
awesome... He put me on this big bed with satin sheets and kissed me all 
night..." She sighed and hugged Sherri, "All night, and all over my 
body... god..." She shivered and nestled against Sherri. "Then he told 
me I was his..." She smiled at me. "My sweet, gentle lover."
   "Oh, it's so beautiful." Sherri looked at me with her big brown eyes, 
flushed. "It was good? It didn't hurt?"
   "It KILLED, it was so painful. He's huge, you know. But I was ready 
to die if it meant getting him." She hugged Sherri again, "You know, the 
sweet man, at the very last moment, he still asked me to wait, he didn't 
want to hurt me. But I made him do it." She looked at me and sighed, 
"And it gets better every time, I can't get enough of it now..."
   "Girls, where do we turn?"
   "You missed it six blocks back..."
   "Why didn't you say something?"
   "I was telling my friend about this incredible experience I had with 
a warm, sensitive man. Not something you'd understand, James."
   "Is that so? Sherri, Amanda and I, we're just casual friends, in fact 
we've only held hands and she's only let me kiss her goodnight on the 
cheeks."
   "Yeah, and he begged me to let him see me today. I felt sorry that he 
sounded so heartbroken and he groveled so sweetly..." Sherri was looking 
at us like we were escapees from the loonie bin.
   "But I'm expecting to score big time with her tonight."
   "Hah! You wish!"
   "I heard from a reliable source that once I kissed her on the mouth, 
her defenses will fall and then unscrupulous scoundrels like me can take 
advantage of her!"
   "Oh god, Sherri, he knows my weakness! What am I to do?" Sherri was 
looking from Amanda to me, not knowing what to say or expect.
   "I mean, Sherri," Amanda continued, "What can you do if he kissed you 
like this?" And grabbed her friend's face. In two seconds, Sherri was 
lost. She fell limply against Amanda and could not move until long after 
the kiss was over.
   "You see? I have been bewitched. I cannot resist him. Oh, fie, fie, 
woe is me!" Sherri remained totally oblivious to Amanda's plight as she 
leaned on Amanda and savored their last contact. We turned down her 
street.
   "I think your friend is bewitched herself."
   "Oh, Sherri! Come back to us girl! We're almost home!"
   Sherri sighed and nestled in Amanda's neck, "He kisses like that?" 
She murmured softly.
   "Oh, better! There's nothing that feels like his kisses..." Amanda 
stroked her hair and winked at me. "You want to try it with him?" Sherri 
gave a barely perceptible nod.
   "Well, let's go see if anybody's home." She supported Sherri into the 
door and a moment later, waved me in.
   Sherri was sitting on her bed, staring at the carpet and Amanda moved 
us to either side of her.
   "Sherri, you OK?" I asked. She looked at me and blushed, then nodded 
her head.
   "OK," Amanda said, "Why don't you watch us do it and then you can 
try, OK?" Sherri was already nodding.
   Amanda leaned across and slowly took my face, softly touching my lips 
with hers. Sherri's face was only inched from ours and her breath 
tickled by neck. Gently, I kissed Amanda back, already tingling with her 
touch. Our mouths opened and our tongues fenced and fluttered on each 
other. She left sparks as she tasted and danced her feathery touch on me 
as I tried my best to reciprocate. I felt her hands on my hair, my neck 
and I reached across to caress her, sliding my hand down her face to rub 
a hard nipple.
   She sank down on the bed and I crushed poor Sherri under me. I could 
hear Sherri's thunderous breathing against my ear as her arms went 
around me and I probed Amanda's little mouth. We drew back, Amanda's 
eyes were wild and she panted.
   "Oh god, James, what you do to me... How come you never did that 
before?" She moaned weakly.
   "I learned from you, my Mandie Chip, you're the best." She smiled her 
soft eyes at me and we kissed tenderly. I traced her tongue as we panted 
into each other. My hand went back to her excited breasts and she pulled 
on my hair. Finally we broke off.
   We raped each other with our eyes and I fondled Amanda's breasts as 
Sherri watched fascinated. I must be horribly heavy on her tiny torso 
but she never complained, just kept running her hands over my back.
   "Oh Sherri, I totally lose control when he does that. Do you want the 
same thing to happen to you?" Amanda whispered, still looking hungrily 
at me.
   Sherri looked up and smiled with her beautiful eyes. "I don't care... 
I want it..." She turned her face up and closed her eyes.
   I turned to her and gently touched lips. She was dry from nervousness 
so I licked them. She moaned.
   "See? He hasn't started and you're already wild for him... am I 
right?" Sherri nodded and gripped me. I slipped my mouth over hers and 
she sucked in a shuddering breath.
   "Doesn't it feel good! Like it's what you've been waiting for all 
your life. It's sweet and warm and fills you..." Amanda crooned as 
Sherri whinnied and shook.
   "You're all weak, and tingly. And you need someone to touch you, 
don't you?" Amanda placed an arm across her friend's stomach and Sherri 
shuddered and moaned in my mouth.
   "Your breasts are so lonely... and your nipples... they're so hard... 
they need to be touched, don't they?" Sherri was making grunting noises 
and twitching her arms on me.
   "You need someone to caress them, someone who's gentle and know what 
you need... Someone who wants to make you feel good, don't you?" Slowly 
Amanda dragged her arm up. Sherri was jerking her hand across my back, 
trying to urge Amanda on.
   I ran my tongue softly along hers as finally Amanda covered a breast. 
Sherri gasped and sobbed into our kiss, her legs tensing at Amanda's 
touch.
   "Sometimes, he is so cruel, he touches me a bit and he stops." Amanda 
follows her own instructions as Sherri grunted and made mewling noises, 
"He makes me beg... I want him so much, and I have to beg him to touch 
me... Do you want to beg?"
   Sherri pulled her lips away, "Please, please, oh god, please..."
   "Like this?" Sherri grunted happily and returned to our kiss as 
Amanda lightly traced her nipple. "Or are you ready for him to touch 
you... on your bare skin... without your clothes on?" Still tracing lazy 
circles on her hardness.
   Sherri turned to her, "Please, yes, touch me, touch me inside!"
   Smoothly, Amanda unbuttoned her shirt and released the catch on her 
white bra with a skill I envied. Sherri's breast were flushed and the 
nipples dark with need.
   "You know, once he touches your bare skin, you will be his. There is 
no turning back. Do you want him to touch your naked breasts and take 
you for himself?"
   "God yes, please, Amanda... James... touch me please!" I licked her 
ear and her neck as we each took a breast and worried her hard nipples.
   "Do you offer yourself, your body to him?" Amanda murmured in her 
ear, her eyes glowing.
   "Yesss," Sherri moaned.
   "Will you give him everything? Do you offer your heart, your soul, 
your body and everything you hold dear to him?"
   "Please, dear god, yes, oh yes!"
   "Sherri, look at James and say 'James, I give you my heart, my soul, 
my body and everything I hold dear'."
   Sherri turned her soft brown eyes on me and said slowly, shakily, 
"James, I give you my heart, my soul, my body and everything I hold 
dear..." and presented her lips to me, followed by a sharp intake of 
breath as Amanda placed her mouth on an exposed nipple. She started 
moaning in my mouth and thrashing weakly as Amanda's hand disappeared 
under her little skirt.
   "You want him bad don't you?" Sherri nodded her head weakly and 
moaned.
   "Do you want Mandie to make you feel better?"
   "Yes..."
   "Say, please Mandie, please make me feel good."
   "Oh god, please, please Mandie, please make me feel good!"
   "And who's got the nicer boobs, huh?"
   "Y-you, oh god, your boobs are the best. Please, Mandie..."
   Amanda threw Sherri's skirt up and tugged her panties down, already 
soaked. Sherri's pussy was covered with a thin down, like a natural 
bikini cut. She hugged my neck and kissed my cheek as I leaned up to 
watch. Slowly, Amanda kissed her way from the navel to the prominent 
mount. With a glint, Amanda wagged her tongue before sinking it into her 
sex. Sherri moaned and kissed my face and sobbed and shook as Amanda 
teased her to a succession of releases.
   Amanda raised herself up and Sherri clutched her and kissed her.
   "Remember, this isn't even halfway as good as when James do you..." 
And both girls shivered.
   Amanda rolled on her back, a panting Sheri clutched to her side. She 
shrugged out of her panties and opened her arms, "James, sweetheart, 
please..."
   In seconds I was humping like a man possessed in her tight wet cunt. 
The whole room shook with our passion as Sherri looked on wide-eyed.
   Amanda moaned and shivered and pulled Sherri over her and the two 
shared a kiss that continued even after I groaned and sprayed my load. I 
collapsed next to them and for a long time the only noise was my heart 
pounding and the sound of their grunts and moans.
   "There is one more thing you must do for your man, and I will show 
you." Amanda pulled Sherri down to my satisfied cock and licked it. I 
moaned as she nursed it in her mouth.
   "Try it..." Sherri stuck her tongue out and gave me a little lick. I 
sighed.
   "He likes it, do this..." My head fell back as they took turns 
licking and cleaning me. Satisfied that Sherri was doing a good job, 
Amanda climbed up and kissed me, licking me softly but thoroughly, just 
as her friend was doing at my cock. I stirred and started growing in 
Sherri's mouth, probing in her soft wet heat. I reached down and helped 
her move her head on me. Her mouth was smooth and hot and welcoming. She 
moaned when I tried to force myself deep but she never flinched.
   I was shaking when Amanda said, "Try and catch all his come in your 
mouth. It's very strong but you can take it. It's the best thing you can 
do for your man." She added her hand to me and kissed me again. I felt 
myself sink in their soft exciting caresses and moaned as I shot into 
Sherri's mouth in intense spurts. Finally I settled back in Amanda's 
arms, exhausted.
   Sherri pulled off me with tears in her eyes and her mouth full.
   "Do you think you can swallow it? It's his seed, and it's precious." 
Sherri knelt between my legs and gripped my knees as she gulped it down, 
more tears coming down her face. She finally looked up, smiling bravely.
   "I did it, I swallowed it!"
   "It may be difficult now, but once you realize that it's part of him, 
it'll be a completely different taste..." Amanda showed Sherri how to 
clean me and taste me some more, before helping her shaky friend up to 
nestle to my side.
   I pulled Sherri to me and kissed her, "That was a very nice thing you 
did for me, and swallowing my come makes me feel real special. I'm proud 
of you."
   "James, I really want to please you. I'll do everything to make you 
happy." She said in her sweet voice.
   Amanda leaned over and kissed Sherri, "You did very well. I had 
trouble the first time too, but after that, it was easy, even exciting, 
knowing it's him I'm tasting." She took time to kiss and taste us 
thoroughly.
   "And I LOVE to watch his face when he comes." Amanda squinted her 
eyes and hung her tongue out and they both broke out laughing. Shyly 
Sherri put her hand on my chest and kissed me, allowing me to slip my 
tongue in. Slowly I kissed her and brushed her sweet little nipples 
until they were hard and straining, then I slipped a finger into her 
very tight pussy and fingered her until she moaned and shook in orgasm.
   Amanda got up and helped Sherri strip out of her school uniform, and 
then herself. They stood at parade rest and Amanda hugged her friend and 
said, "James is taking us to dinner, you know why?" we shook our heads, 
"Because we're his good little cocksuckers." I could only nod.
   I laid back and watched as they rushed around and changed. Sherri 
looked really sexy in her tight jeans and a halter top that showed her 
long slim waist. Amanda changed into jeans she brought in her backpack 
and wore the same white shirt she had on for school, but with it knotted 
just under her braless breasts, she was wild and hot.
   We got back in the car and, this time, Amanda sat on Sherri's lap, 
"because I have the best boobs." and stuck them out proudly. I had to 
put the top up because she complained that it was chilly and then asked 
Sherri put her hands on them to keep them warm.
   Sherri whispered something to Amanda.
   "You have to ask him yourself, love."
   I smiled at Sherri, "What is it, dear?"
   "Are we going to do it tonight?" she whispered.
   "No, I want you to think about what we just did, and what it means to 
you. When you've decided that you're ready, let me know and we will make 
it special for you."
   "Consider the last hour as a small sample of what you'll experience 
if you decide to say 'Yes'." Amanda added, "I will tell you that James 
is the best. I've never been happier and I would love to have you to 
nuzzle cunts with..." Sherri looked at her. "I'm getting my first lesson 
this weekend, and the girls tell me it's the next best thing to having 
sex with James. Maybe even better!" She snickered at me. "He's got no 
staying power - he can only screw half the night, but the girls can 
nuzzle cunts ALL NIGHT!"
   "What do you mean, 'the girls'?"
   "There are six of us, seven if you say Yes. We share everything, 
including James."
   "And you don't mind... I mean, like, sharing Him?"
   "No - we don't have any problems. We love and care for each other and 
he loves us and cares for us... James, don't look so smug, we're talking 
about a warm, sensitive man who can make me wet just by calling me 
'sweetheart'. You wouldn't know anything about it."
   "Of course not..."
   "Sometimes he's so frustrating, I can't stop loving him and he knows 
it. So he does these extra nice things for me and I don't have any more 
of myself to give!" Amanda grabbed and kissed my hand, then placed it on 
her friend's breast. "Sherri, will you be my present to James? He'll 
make you so happy but I know you'll make him happy as well!"
   Sherri sighed, "Maybe I can make you happy too?" and ran her hand 
over Amanda's breasts. "Ooh, they're so hard!"
   "God, this is making me horny again!" She handed Sherri the car 
phone, "Call your Mom and tell her you're staying over tonight. I feel I 
need some warming up before this weekend!"


Chapter 24

True to my word, I managed to get a few hours of studying the night 
before for my history exam. I even managed to answer all the questions, 
somewhat correctly and before time was up.
   Brenda was at my locker in a short skirt and a loose top, which 
offered an incredible view of her assets whenever she bent over. Or if 
somebody deliberately looked down it. And got slapped for his troubles.
   "Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Brenda grabbed me and started 
kissing my cheek.
   "I'm fine, Bren, I deserved it. I just couldn't resist." I smiled my 
idiot smile, "Remember the school dance?"
   She blushed and suddenly her nipples poked through the material. 
"Yes... Now look what you've made me do!" She whispered fiercely. "I 
have a good mind to make you kiss them better!"
   Brenda looked around, "James, hold me." She wrapped herself around me 
and shook on my shoulder, "I miss you... I miss you so much, I hurt!"
   She looked at me and stroked my face, "What can I do, James. I want 
you so bad all the time!"
   "Hush, babe. We're together today, let's be happy and enjoy it!" I 
hugged her and she moaned against me.
   Sara walked up, wearing a yellow dress and no bra. She smiled and 
gently touched the finger I held out.
   "Hey..." She said softly, then louder, "OK, lovebirds, let's get out 
of here. Bren, you're just gonna LOVE the house!" She took my other arm 
and we went to the car.
   "So tell us about Sherri!" Sara said as she got in the back.
   "Not much to tell. We've only met yesterday. She's pretty, brown 
hair, slim, a bit taller than Amanda. And she has these big brown eyes!"
   "Did you like the blow job she gave you?" Brenda wanted to know.
   "Holy cow! Amanda told you about that?"
   "Why wouldn't she? We tell each other everything - especially when it 
has to do with you! So was she good?"
   "I couldn't say good or bad, it was her first time, but she's eager 
enough."
   "I'll bet - did you last five minutes?"
   "About that - Amanda was double-teaming me though..."
   "You should learn to hold out longer, it's more fun if we get to play 
with it some before you squirt and get all droopy." Sara stated.
   "And then you're no good for squat!" Bren reminded us.
   "I wish I could last longer too! Fact is you girls are too good!"
   "It works better if you alternate your mouth with your hand now and 
then." Commented Brenda.
   "Yeah, but most of the time he's already grabbed your head and is 
humping himself like a maniac..." Sara sighed.
   "Right, and then he gets that strange look on his face..."
   "No kidding, I thought he was gonna die from stress or something."
   Thankfully, the conversation was cut short when I took us in the 
drive-through to order lunch.
   Brenda was licking her fingers after her food when I reached over and 
tweaked a nipple.
   "Hey, what do you think you're doing? I obviously didn't slap you 
hard enough last time!"
   "There was a piece of bread on it! You're sticking out so far it's 
catching everything!"
   "Is it very obvious?" Brenda blushed.
   "It's sexy as hell." Sara said, as she reached around and touched 
them. "Why don't you come back here and I'll see if I can make them feel 
better!"
   Brenda climbed over the seat, sticking her tongue out at me, "You've 
been terrible to me since I told you how much I needed you! Sara, you'll 
make me forget him, won't you?" There was a rustle of clothing and some 
happy squeals.
   "I'll do my best." Sara said in a muffled voice.
   I had to pull over at the fisheries because they were still going at 
it. Brenda leaned up against the side of the car and screamed her 
delight as Sara did her best to drain her moisture and lust.
   I drove up to the Marina with the girls cuddled up against each 
other.
   Sara's two young admirers came to greet her and got a treat as Sara 
and Brenda, all nipples and legs, unwound themselves and we went looking 
for our new boat, with them trailing and ogling.
   Max, the owner of the Marina came over, shook my hand and sent the 
boys away.
   "These two beautiful ladies...?" He may be old but there was nothing 
wrong with his eyesight.
   I made the introductions and added, "They're JulieAnn's best friends. 
They've come to make sure I don't cheat on her..." They laughed and 
Brenda hugged me possessively.
   "He's so difficult to please," Sara sighed as she leaned on my arm, 
"And could be quite a handful, but we try our best. For Jules, you 
know..." and, behind everybody, grabbed a handful of ass.
   Max took us to the slip Jules had arranged for our new vessel. 
Compared to the rental unit, the new USS Dweebus, a 21' Jet boat, had 
twice the horsepower but only slightly more weight, having more 
lightweight composites in its construction.  It had a U-shaped seat in 
the bow and an L-shaped couch in the back, behind the double width 
captain's chair. It had the pull-up changeroom/potty along with a tiny 
sink and a small fridge, very charitably called an 'Entertainment 
Center'. The fishing package added low-speed electric propulsion, an 
electronic fish finder with GPS and aerated holding tanks.
   Max had been very impressed with Jules' looks and brains and was 
instrumental in convincing the manufacturer that the girls would be 
perfectly suited to model for their new line of pleasure boats. He 
offered to include Sara and Brenda in the shoot but they had to decline, 
since they would be busy on Saturday.
   We also had to postpone Max's offer to give us a grand tour, because 
the new dock was being installed and Sara was anxious to make sure her 
design was properly followed.
   After we familiarized ourselves with the boat's controls Brenda took 
us out to the house, eyes aglow with excitement and the scenery.
   "Sorry Bren, it would have been better if everything was neat and 
then you'd get the full impact of Mueller's genius. But you'll still be 
impressed." I said, seeing the mess that was in front of the house.
   The workers anchored the floats in place while Sara looked things 
over with a critical eye. Then she gave Brenda a tour as I spoke to the 
foreman about the placement of the small 12-volt lights that turned on 
after dark to allow us to dock safely.
   I was still debating to myself the need for a cell phone on the jet 
boat when Brenda walked up, "Sara's talking to the guys, more or less 
about work," she grinned, "But she said you should take me to visit the 
rainbow..." I smiled and handed her in the boat.
   "Is there a reason why Sara said I should offer to drop anchor?"

    

Brenda was still a bit giggly and leaned drunkenly on me as we made our 
way back.
   "James, do you think that if we keep screwing like that, I'll be able 
to get over you?"
   "Do you want to get me out of your life that badly?"
   "No - not out of my life, just so I wouldn't ache so much thinking 
about you..." She licked my ears and kissed me, hand still stroking my 
extremely satisfied penis.
   "But it's worth a try, isn't it?" She moaned as she bent and gave my 
soft dick some lusty kisses - it hardly reacted.
   The contractors were gone and Sara was fishing down by the new docks. 
"They said the fish would have been scared away and there won't be 
anything for a day or two. So far they're right..." She looked at us, 
"Brenda, are you alright?"
   "Mmmm, I got royally fucked..." She smiled and patted my crotch 
affectionately. "Until I couldn't get him up anymore!"
   "Do you two have any energy to go fishing?"
   "You can fish, I'll just rest until he's ready to fuck me again..." 
Brenda crawled off to the lounger and closed her eyes.
   "James, what happened, did you drug her?"
   "You know me. Girls find me irresistible!"
   "You should be ashamed, corrupting and taking advantage of an 
innocent girl like that."
   "I should be," I sighed, "But strangely, I'm not. Not the least bit." 
I sighed some more.
   Sara already had the cooler packed with drinks and we took it on 
board. We looked for the telltale seabird swarms but they seemed to have 
been scared off as well. We went back to where we had strikes a few days 
ago but the fishfinder showed no activity.
   Sara took us to a spot the workers had told her, which was along the 
reeds close to where the 2 rivers entered the lake. I put the anchor 
down as the sonar pinged fish around us.
   No sooner did we start casting we were getting hits. After some 
releases, I caught a 3-pounder and as I placed it the live well, Sara 
caught another. Brenda was up and watching us and was checking 
constantly over my shoulders to make sure I didn't get an erection 
without her knowing about it.
   Sara said, "Brenda, if you leave him alone, after fishing, I'll show 
you a place where he'll be ready for you."
   "Really? You're not kidding me are you? I can count on you?" Brenda 
licked her chops.
   "No kidding. But honestly, Bren, I've never seen anyone as hard up 
for a man as you!"
   "I know - all I think of is what I'll do when I don't have him... 
Oh!" She threw herself at me again.
   "Down, girl! Go sit there until you can behave!"
   "Yes Ma'am..., meanie!" Brenda sulked away.
   Sara was reeling in the largest fish of the day when Brenda yelled, 
"Look, James, over there!"
   Sara seemed to be doing fine without my help so I joined Brenda. She 
pointed to a cluster of mangrove trees whose roots where covered with a 
squirming mass.
   "Ewww, they look like big spiders!"
   Sara stashed her catch and came over.
   "No, they're crabs, blue crabs! See the bands?" They were trying to 
climb up each other and the tree. "They must be getting ready to mate... 
That's why they're selling traps in town. Mm-mmmm, the big ones are good 
eating!"
   "Speaking of mating, Sara, where's this place you're gonna show me?"
   "You are one sick puppy, you know?" Brenda grinned and nodded 
furiously.
   "James, are you up to it?" Sara looked at me.
   "Not yet, but I probably would be in 15 minutes!"
   "I'll make sure he's ready! Drive on, Sara!" Brenda dragged me on the 
bench seat and start removing our clothes.
   Sara took us to 'Lovers Rock', "See, Bren... Er... Oh... Geez, you 
can't wait can you?" Brenda was already firmly planted on me, moaning 
and squirming, her eyes tightly closed in ecstasy.
   "Ohhh, ohhh, James... Oh god, James..." She shivered and shook until 
finally, with a loud moaned she fell on me. "Sorry, can't move, get off, 
ow, hurts..." She mumbled as we helped her onto the lounger. She smiled, 
whispered 'Thank you' and fell asleep.
   Sara eyed my throbbing erection. "So..." She twinkled at me.
   "So..." I looked back as she pondered my predicament.
   "So - the way I see it, we can either have a quickie here or we can 
go back to the house and you can fuck me until I pass out too." Without 
waiting for my reply, she turned the boat about.
   I carried Brenda up to bed as Sara stayed to tidy up.
   I went back down to the docks where Sara was cleaning the fish. "So 
we have something to eat when we finish..."
   I started helping her, "I was afraid you had already passed out from 
being so close to my raw animal magnetism!"
   She looked at me, "James, there was never a moment today that I did 
not want you. I almost died when you and Bren came back from Rainbow 
Head, I needed you so much..." She trailed off, "But you know what? I 
saw the look you gave me and I felt alright again." Her eyes got misty, 
"I could tell you cared..."
   I leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek, "I love you, my 
sweet. You are very special to me. You are my little Sara because there 
is a part of you that lives in my soul. Forever." She bit her lip and 
she smiled.
   She held out a finger and touched mine and then meshed our palms 
together, "I don't have anything to give you except my love... I hope 
that it's enough for you..." We kissed tenderly, our hands gripped 
tightly, careless of the oozing fish slime.
   In the end, we had to clean ourselves in the lake as well. It was so 
cold our teeth chattered but it didn't matter - we shared our warmth and 
a whole lot more.
   We got out and cuddled together on the patio, rubbing our goosebumps 
together, trying to get warm. We kissed gently, hands trailing soft 
sparks on each other's skin.
   Sara slipped her mouth on my penis and worked her tongue about. It 
slowly thawed and started growing. She drew back.
   "Oh, that's a relief, I thought for a while you'd stay that size 
forever!"
   "I knew it! You just want me for my dick!"
   "Don't say that! I will always love you... even if you're a limp 
noodle!" She burst out laughing. "Must be the spaghetti Nicole's feeding 
you with!" She bounced around, laughing madly until she fell on the hard 
stone floor.
   I help her back on the mattress and she resumed her caresses on me. I 
stroked her breasts and she shivered as her nipples responded to my 
attention. We embraced and kissed, our tongues dancing lightly.
   She threw her leg over my waist and reached down to insert me, 
moaning as I slipped in her heat and we gasped into each other's mouth.
   We stayed on our sides as we fucked with short shallow strokes, her 
moans and caresses becoming stronger with each climax.
   Her sex squeezed me and her heat pulsed on me and I started moaning, 
close to the edge. She looked up at me, eyes wild, her face in a rictus 
of lust. She held my face in her hands and fucked down on me, taking me 
deep in her tight warmth. I held her and fucked back. I groaned and 
lurched my sperm in her, as we locked our mouths in a fevered kiss.
   The lights in the sky danced as we laid there, our soul and body 
locked together, humming and kissing our love.
   Brenda came out and knelt beside us, there were tears on her face.
   "That was so lovely - I was watching from inside. I could see how 
happy you both were, and I was so jealous and sad that I could not feel 
it..."
   "Bren..." We reached for her and held her hands.
   "Wait, let me finish. I was mad, how come I never get that way when 
we have sex..." She looked at us and smiled, sadly, "Then I realized 
what you were feeling was joy for each other...
   "I'm so ashamed, I've been selfish and demanding and took your love 
and wasted it." She gripped our hands, "I'll change, if you still want 
me, I'll learn." She sighed, "I want you to... no... I beg you to 
forgive me and help me learn to love..."
   Sara said softly, "There's nothing to forgive, Bren. Look at the 
beautiful sunset, it's nothing unless you have someone to share it with. 
Love is the same way - it's only good when it is shared."
   Mutely Brenda nodded as we pulled her down to share the sunset, and 
our love.


Chapter 25

I came out of my Math test and Brenda was waiting for me. "I'm sorry, I 
know you have to pick Amanda up but can we talk a bit?" Amanda's classes 
were finishing at noon today and she was expecting me to pick her up.
   "Sure, Bren." I left Sara a note and took us to the car - Brenda 
looked ready to cry. We got in and I gave her a hug.
   She clung to me, shaking. "James, I'm so afraid. I'll die if I don't 
have you!"
   "Don't worry Bren, I'll always be around for you!" I started the car 
and drove to the small park.
   "You mean after yesterday you'll still want me?"
   "Yes, Bren, and so will everyone else. What you're feeling is just 
the uncertainties of opening yourself up and trusting someone with your 
inner feelings."
   After we parked, I turned to her and stroked her face and she leaned 
into me. "Do you know what just happened?" She looked at me, "Not too 
long ago, if I did this," I held my hand up to her face, "You would have 
stopped me or turned away. But because you trust me, you welcomed my 
hand - you KNOW I only want to make you feel good." She blinked her 
understanding.
   "I really want to make you feel good, too, but I'm scared I'll do the 
wrong thing." She took a shuddering breath, "I don't think I can handle 
your rejection..."
   "I'll never reject you, Bren. I love you." She looked at me, tears in 
her eyes. I kissed her lightly, "When you can, watch Sara and Amanda, 
they're marvelous at it - everything they do is for the other person's 
pleasure. They give everything of themselves, all of it and all of the 
time."
   "Here, let's try this. Close your eyes and try not to think of 
anything. Ready?" She nodded.
   I placed my hands on her face and stroked her cheeks, softly. Her 
hands twitched but she kept them on her lap. She licked her lips and 
started shivering. I ran my thumb across her lips and she took a 
shuddering breath.
   "Tell me how you feel..." I whispered.
   "I-I feel warm... full. Like you're all around me, surrounding me... 
Secure, safe." She opened her eyes, "James, I want you!" She moaned.
   "Don't rush it, let it build... Now you do me..." I closed my eyes as 
she placed her hands on my face. Slowly she caressed me and I soaked up 
her touch. I was panting when she ran her fingers along my lips. She 
moaned when I licked it.
   I looked at her, her face was flushed, beads of sweat stood out along 
her brow and her nipples and breasts stuck wetly to her blouse.
   "I'm about to come..." She whispered, rocking herself on the car 
seat. She leaned forward and kissed me, quivering as our lips touched, 
gently. She moaned as I ran my tongue along her lips and she met me part 
way with hers. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she shook and moaned 
her release for long minutes.
   She collapsed on me, hands clutched to mine as she caught her breath.
   "That was amazing! I've never felt this way before!"
   "That's because when you're giving pleasure, you have to sense what 
the other person is feeling. That means you'll feel the same pleasure as 
well..." She leaned her head on me and caressed my chest lightly.
   "James, I feel warm and satisfied, but I know we haven't done 
anything but touch, briefly. We haven't done any of the things I longed 
to do with you - yet they don't seem to matter..."
   "Bren, that's because love is more permanent than lust. Fucking 
provides pleasure for a little while, but sharing love fills you and 
stays with you."
   "I think I see what you mean." Brenda was quiet the rest of the way 
back to school.
   "Is everything OK?" Sara looked at us, concerned.
   "Mmm-Hmmm," Brenda said dreamily, "I learned something today." She 
got out and hugged Sara and kissed her lightly, "I learned that love has 
to be given. So from now on, I will try and give love..." She caressed 
Sara's face, and took her in the back, "Will you allow me to give you 
love, my lovely Sara?"
   The trip was filled with happy moans from the back and we drove up 
the imposing school buildings just as the girls finished straightening 
out their clothing.
   Amanda was waiting for us, "Hi guys! I'm glad you're all here! Sherri 
and I need help clearing our lockers."
   She took us into a side building and down spotless corridors bursting 
with little girls. I could see why she needed help, the lockers they had 
were the size of small rooms and Amanda's was packed with books.
   "I've had this locker for 4 years but next term we're going into 
upper school which is a different building." She explained as she turned 
me about. "James, go help Sherri."
   Sherri was standing in her little green skirt and white shirt, 
looking anxious and gorgeous. I started to say 'Hi' but she took my hand 
and pulled me around the corner.
   She held both my hands, "James, I've thought over what you said and 
what it means." She took a trembling breath, "I want to give you my 
heart, my soul, my body and everything I hold dear." She looked at me 
with unblinking eyes.
   I looked at her and slowly kissed her hands and held them to my 
pounding heart, "With everything _I_ hold dear, I accept you and your 
offer, my lovely Sherri." She smiled and her big soft eyes misted.
   "I'm glad I promised Amanda to tell you as soon as I saw you - 
otherwise I don't think I would have the nerve later!" She tipped her 
head up and closed her eyes and I lightly touched her lips with mine.
   "Ahem," Amanda and the girls were standing there, smiling. "This is a 
public area, you know?" She went and kissed Sherri on the cheek, "James, 
you're taking Sherri out today - but have her home by ten. And what kind 
of crummy boyfriend are you? You didn't even introduce Sherri to her new 
sisters!"
   I made the necessary introductions and the girls waltzed off, 
chattering and leaving me with the contents of the lockers.
   Sherri's locker had more junk and almost as many books as Amanda's 
and the car could barely fit it in. So I took Sherri home with her 
baggage while the girls finished moving Amanda's books up.
   It took a few trips to the car before I could get all of Sherri's 
stuff in her room, which took up almost half the floor space.
   "James..." Sherri came out from her bathroom and I stared. She had 
obviously just taken a shower and was gloriously naked. She sat me on 
her bed and knelt to undo my pants.
   "This is the SECOND thing I promised Amanda I'd do." She pulled my 
cock out and shucked it in her hand, then leaned and carefully fit me 
inside her hot wet mouth, friction from her tightly pursed lips making 
me cry out in pleasure. I became fully hard and she could only take a 
third of me but her hands took up the slack delightfully.
    Her soft lips were in a perfect "O" and her eyes were closed in 
concentration. I could feel her tongue lashing the tip and her spit 
running down the stalk onto her hands as she worked to give me pleasure. 
My eyes closed as her wet touch sent me in a spinning ride of passion.
   With a hoarse cry, I flexed and spurted a dizzying blast, followed by 
five or six ball-tingling jolts of intense pleasure. With a sigh, I fell 
back on the bed as she knelt and delicately sucked and swallowed.
   Finally she lifted her mouth off me, "James, are you finished? Can I 
go to the bathroom?" Voicelessly I twitched my hand and she ran off.
   I was still twitching weakly when Sherri came back and nestled up 
against me. "James, I'm sorry it wasn't very good for you. I'll do 
better, I promise!" I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about 
- she could not possible have felt there was anything lacking from the 
blowjob she just devastated me with. I stroked her fragrant hair and 
thought loving thoughts.
   "James... If you want, we can do it again. Do you want me to try 
again?" Without waiting for an answer, she reached for me and, when her 
hands did not produce the desired effect immediately, started rubbing me 
on her smooth soft titties. I watched in awe, most impressed with the 
completeness of Amanda's training.
   That soon produced the desired effect on me and she slid me back into 
her mouth. It was much too soon for me to come again but when I tried to 
move her head off me, she just sucked harder and all the strength 
drained out of my arms. Before long I was pulling on her instead of 
pushing.
   Her mouth, lips, tongue and hands worked in inspired harmony as waves 
of heartstopping pleasure swept through me, making me whine pitifully. 
She looked up, eyes glowing, mouth poised agonizingly at the tip of my 
cock, batted her lashes once and plunged down, sending me into a 
whirlpool of chokingly sweet agony, bolts of technicolor flashes 
blinding me as she forced another batch of semen burning out from me. 
She swallowed it and continued to milk and suck me.
   My insides felt as if it was being vacuumed out, "Sher, stop please. 
Let's wait till later, ahhh!" She let me pop out of her mouth. "Ah, the 
girls are waiting for us!"
   "Oh yeah, OK!" After a parting kiss she jumped up and pulled on a 
puffy white top and a white knee-length skirt. And nothing else.
   She modeled it for me, "Amanda picked it out. She called it my 
'Ravish Me' outfit. Like it?"
   I growled deep in my throat and, despite my emaciated condition, 
stumbled to my feet and lurched at her. She shivered as I enfolded her 
in a kiss. The outfit was a lecher's dream as it offered no obstacle to 
my roaming hands. I pulled her onto her bed and stroked her breasts to 
stiffness and fingered her to climax before I released her.
   She fetched a cloth and tenderly wiped me before tucking me back in 
my pants and, taking my hand, led me to the car.

    

Amanda was not pleased with our tardiness. "Took your time didn't you?" 
Amanda grumbled, "How long does a blowjob take anyways?"
   "I couldn't swallow it all the first time, so I had to do it 
again..." Sherri said apologetically. The girls were suitable impressed.
   "Wow, you made him come twice in your mouth?"
   "Well, kinda, and then he did me..."
   "You mean he..."
   "No, just with his hands."
   "Oh, OK, then. You won't let me down, Sher? My reputation's on the 
line here..."
   "No, Mandie, I'll do you proud. Next time I'll be better." I 
shuddered with that foreboding thought.
   We crammed Amanda's junk in the car and that left us little room to 
sit.
   "James said I have to learn to give love and you have to teach me!" 
Declared Brenda as she pulled Amanda on top of her in the back.
   I had Sara sit up front with Sherri to protect them from the maniacs 
who by now were grunting on each other in abandon. Sherri sat on Sara's 
lap and stared in rapt fascination, with the occasional "Oh my god!" in 
appreciation of their skill and perversity.
   "Sherri, those two in the back have serious social problems. You 
should never try any of the things they are doing!" Sara warned her 
young friend. "At least not without my supervision... And... Oh my! Your 
lovely boobies are all hard!" and dropped her lips on them.
   They had to call a break when we arrived to unload the contents of 
Amanda's locker in her room. It was good she would be away the week as 
there was no room to walk on, let alone to sleep in. Sara helped Amanda 
carry her changes of clothing for the cottage out to the car.
   Brenda cornered me at the door, "James..." She ran her hand on my 
chest and rubbed her body on me, "Can I practice giving love with 
Sherri? She's the only one here that I haven't given love to..."
   I held her, if only to stop her distractingly arousing squirming, 
"Take it easy, Bren, Sherri will be with us a long, long time. Why don't 
you let her be for the time being?"
   "But James, how can I improve if I can't practice with her?" She 
slipped a hand in my pants and pulled me against her, "Unless you can 
spend time with me..." She gently licked my neck and suddenly BOTH her 
hands were in my pants. She felt me twitch in her grasp and smiled.
   "James, let's start now. You don't have to do anything except enjoy 
it!" She leaned down and sure enough I started enjoying it.
   "My god, James, I know you told me you liked making out on the cold 
floor by my front door, but I didn't think you were serious!" Amanda 
said as she came in, followed by the others.
   "Ahhh, A-Amanda, ahhh! I won't be long, ahhh! Just helping Brenda 
practice her giving love! Ahhhhh..."
   "I don't know what part of the world you're from, but 'round here we 
call it something else." She looked down at Brenda busily pumping her 
mouth on me, "Are you two almost done? I want to go to Nicole's and get 
some food." then, as an afterthought, "And start some serious 
cunt-nuzzling!"
   Sherri watched intently as Brenda worked her love-giving deeply on 
me, no doubt filing it away for future reference.
   Amanda hooked her arm on my neck and pulled my face to hers. There 
was no urgency in our kiss but when she slipped her little tongue in my 
mouth the passion flared and, despite being completely drained by Sherri 
a short while ago, I started shaking and clasped Brenda to me.
   For an instant, I was totally surrounded by the mind-numbing embrace 
of her soft throat. Then I sank into the burning maw beyond and my came 
started pouring out, I ground myself against Brenda and I could feel her 
moan and gag as I emptied myself in her, held up by Sara's gentle arms.
   Amanda drew back from our kiss and guiltily, I released my grip on 
Brenda's curls. She sat down on the floor, wheezing and coughing, a 
dazed look on her face.
   Sherri bent down, concern on her face, "Brenda, are you OK?"
   "Hand," Brenda gasped, "Gimme your hand!" and shoved Sherri's hand 
inside her panties, humping wildly as we watched Sherri's hand squirm 
lewdly inside the fabric. "Ohh, ohhh, so good, ohhh god, oh god, 
Sheriiiiiiiiii!" She screamed in her throes, convulsing and humping 
against her.

    

Nicole met us at Anton's for lunch, giving Sherri a warm hug to welcome 
her officially to our family and added a promise of a proper welcome 
later.
   We ate our food as Amanda and Sara related our sordid adventures 
earlier. I was busy working on the 20-oz Porterhouse and the 2 baked 
potatoes they'd ordered for me, assuring me I would be expected to work 
it off before long.
   Brenda had been very subdued and sighed whenever she looked at Sherri 
or me.
   "Brenda's in love..." Amanda explained, "Except she couldn't decide 
with whom!"
   "Bren," Nicole patted her hand, "I'll tell you a secret not too many 
people know." Brenda looked at her, "There is no limit to the love you 
can share or feel - you can love as many people as you like! It doesn't 
run out - in fact, the more you give, the more you'll have."
   "You mean I could be in love with all of you?"
   "Yes, just as we all love you!"
   Nicole gave Brenda a peck and stood, taking Sherri's hand, "Come my 
sweet, we have an appointment to keep!"
   "Wait," Brenda stood, she took Nicole's hands, "Nicole, thank you for 
everything... I-I love you." and kissed her.
   Nicole blinked back sudden tears and whispered, "I love you, Brenda."
   By the time I finished my double dessert and the leftovers and drove 
back up the hill, Nicole had already returned with Sherri, with a thin 
implant neatly band-aid'd in her arm.
   The good news was that I was allowed an abbreviated workout since I 
had, according to general consensus, already 'performed above and 
beyond'.
   I had finished my shower and was being prepared for my date with 
Sherri when squealing tires and a cloud of dust announced Celeste and 
Jules.
   Once inside, they greeted Sherri warmly, then Celeste ran up and took 
Amanda in her arms. "Oh, my poor Amanda, you are safe. Thank god you're 
OK!" She kissed her, "We're sorry we failed you..."
   Jules added her caresses, "Yes, we had no chance to stop the 
disgusting, depraved things the brute must have inflicted on you! We 
tried, Amanda, we were willing to sacrifice our virtue once again to 
protect you from his animalistic demands!"
   Amanda's eyes twinkled with understanding. "Oh girls, it was that and 
worse! Much worse!" She hugged Jules tightly, "I could not fight him, he 
was so strong! And so ruthless! He used me, Jules, he USED me!"
   My breath caught and I started panting as vivid images of a wetly 
naked Amanda writhing under me flooded through my mind. That must have 
been a popular theme judging from the sudden storm of heavy breathing 
around me.
   In true tragic heroine form, Amanda flung her hair back, "How was I 
to know? He was so cunning!" She steered them to the sofa and nestled 
between them, we followed closely, not wanting to miss any of the 
unfolding drama.
   "Celeste, he held my hand, oh so gently, so sweetly." Amanda 
bemoaned, "He kissed me..." She nibbled Celeste down her jaw and around 
to her lips.
   Celeste sighed dreamily as Amanda turned to Jules, "You know that 
feeling? That sweet longing feeling of his kisses?" Her light brush on 
Jules' lips soon became heated and demanding. Amanda slipped her hand 
over JulieAnn's breast, worrying the nipple to fullness as she licked 
her lips, "Then the evil ruffian started fondling me..."
   "Oh, the animal!" Celeste stroked Amanda, "Did he do this?" She undid 
some buttons and slipped her hand in. "Or this?"
   "Oh, yes!" Amanda cried, "I couldn't stop him, he was too good. He 
did this!" And forced her hand under Celeste's dress. Jules was licking 
Amanda's neck hungrily and frantically unbuttoning her shirt.
   "Ohhhh, yessss." Amanda moaned. "Ahhh, wait, girls, wait..." She 
carefully removed the limbs eeling over her body and turned to me. "You 
still here? Don't you have better things to do with your girlfriend than 
to eavesdrop in on our conversation?"
   My boner evaporated, but just as quickly returned when she pulled me 
down in a wet kiss, "Enjoy your present, my sweetheart!" She turned back 
to the girls, "Oh, I have been most grievously wronged! Oh, console me!" 
and melted onto the girls as I hurried out with Sherri.
   Nicole patted my butt and said, "Don't worry, I have a photographic 
memory and I'll give you a complete recap. With instant replays!"
   I kissed Sara and Brenda goodbye - they were busy Saturday and will 
go up to the Eyrie on Sunday with Nicole.
   We were unceremoniously ushered outside and the door firmly closed on 
us, just as Jules was moaning, "Oh god... guys, you've got to see this, 
oh the sick, sick beast!" I had to closed my gaping mouth with an 
effort.
   Sherri was looking at me with her big soft eyes and biting her lips. 
I took her hands and she leaned into my embrace, shivering and moaning 
softly.
   "James, I don't know what's happening to me! I'm cold and sweaty; 
scared and excited all at the same time!"
   "I feel the same way too - it's the performance the girls were 
putting on inside." I leaned in her ear and whispered, "It's called 
being horny."
   "Oh..." She thought about it, "I guess so, it does feel like, y'know, 
earlier?" She squeezed my hand, "When I was... um, doing the sucking 
thing..." She sighed.

    

I had decided to take Sherri out to the Coast. At the top of the hills I 
turned off and parked at the scenic lookout.
   I held her from behind and enjoyed her intoxicating, youthful 
fragrance as she relaxed on me. We stood silently and watched the gulls 
dance in the fresh breeze as sailboats carved gracefully in the blue 
waters.
   "James," She said, in her soft voice, "Are we going to do it 
tonight?"
   "You mean sex?"
   "Yes, are we?"
   "No, I want it to be special. So we'll need more time, at least 
overnight."
   "James, I don't mind - if you want to, or the other thing. I just 
want to be with you..." She leaned her head back.
   "It's better when we have time. Let's wait for a bit."
   "You're so sweet. No wonder Amanda says you're the best."
   "I want you to feel completely relaxed with me. The hardest part of a 
relationship is getting over the fumbling part..."
   "I've never been on a date... Not a real date, with a boy I mean."
   "That's why we should take it slow, because it's a very special 
experience."
   "But I'm enjoying myself already!"
   "And we have Amanda to thank, she's made you feel at ease with me. 
Imagine if I came out of nowhere and asked you for a date, would you 
go?"
   "N-no, I suppose. But it's not because of you, it's because I don't 
know you!"
   "Exactly. Now, even if you said 'Yes' and we went out, would you feel 
comfortable?"
   "N-no... But again, that's because I don't know who you are!"
   "Right, that's the fumbling I was talking about. But suppose we'd 
dated for a while, and we talked, and held hands, and maybe even kissed 
a bit. How would you feel then?"
   "Oh, then I'd KNOW I love you!"
   "So let's start from there - you can do anything you want with me, or 
we can try things with each other - because we trust and love each 
other... right?"
   She thought a bit, "I guess, but I don't know what to do. All I know 
is the... the sucking thing..."
   "No, nothing like that. I mean, simple things like holding hands, 
hugging, stuff like that. You can also try things you've only read or 
dreamed about, sort of like living out your favorite movies or story."
   "Like the Princess Bride? Or..." She paused, then dreamily, "That 
first time? I couldn't sleep, even after Mandie explained everything to 
me. I couldn't stop thinking about you." She squeezed my arms against 
her breasts. "And 'I both wished and feared to see him this sleepless 
night. I wanted to hear his voice again, yet feared to meet his eye.' 
That was Jane Eyre and that was me, I was dying for you, you don't know 
how much. And now you're holding me, loving me - so this is already like 
a beautiful story for me!" She turned around and we kissed, softly.
   After that, we drove down to the ocean. We took our shoes off and 
hand in hand, we wandered the shoreline. She picked up shells and pretty 
stones and I rescued her from imaginary pirates. We chased seagulls and 
danced in the foam and I showed her how to skip rocks on the waves. We 
laughed and made sand castles and splashed each other. And we learned to 
love each other.
   Our clothes were soaked and hers had became virtually transparent so 
we cuddled in the car after we dried ourselves with a towel.
   She leaned in my embrace, her body relaxed and open, nipples hard 
from the chill and my touches. I turned her face and kissed her. 
"Sherri, you are so beautiful."
   She smiled up at me, "Thank you. I want to be beautiful. For you."
   A sudden inspiration allowed me to quote, "Tell me, now, fairy as you 
are, - can't you make me a handsome man?" I resolved again to thank Mrs 
Cipola - this time for making me read Jane Eyre and remember the line.
   Sherri laughed happily and her hand lingered on my face. "Oh, you are 
no less handsome as I am beautiful - a loving eye is all the charm 
needed." She brought our lips close and touched mine softly.
   Afterwards we ate hotdogs and fries and made another mess when we 
shared an ice cream cone. We spent a long time licking and kissing the 
sticky sweetness off our faces and continued long after it was all gone. 
Finally, our lips touched and she moaned. She was soft and yielding, 
stroking my hair and shivering as she tasted my tongue. I held her and 
let our caresses speak for us.
   She laid over my lap and touched my face, a glorious smile on her 
face, her eyes half closed, "What I want most is to spend the night with 
you... And have you kiss me all over... And you tell me I belong to 
you... And we'll make love... And it'll hurt..." She looked at me then, 
"And I want it to hurt, because then I'll know you've taken all of me." 
She sighed and kissed my stomach, nestling her head on me as I grew 
hard.
   She looked up, gingerly putting her hand on my bulge. "James, do you 
want me to...?"
   "Do the sucking thing?" She smiled and blinked at me.
   "I'm already ridiculously happy being with you. We could certainly 
wait until we're somewhere that is more private."
   "But Amanda says it made her boobies grow."
   "Your boobies will grow whether you do it or not. Trust me."
   "I hope so... I know they're too small for you."
   "That's not true, your breasts are perfect.
   "You're sweet, but I know they're small. You don't even want to touch 
them!"
   "That's not true."
   "Oh? When was the last time you..." Hastily I covered them with my 
hand. "...touched them on the inside?"
   I slipped my hand in over her smooth skin and she pushed her hard 
nipples into my hand. "Mmmmmm... I never thought it could feel this 
good, and naughty!" I covered us with the towel and stroked her lovely 
breasts until her eyes closed, a smile on her beautiful face.
   I drove her home soon after, it was almost ten and she had to go away 
with her folks in the morning. But she had permission to go with Amanda 
up to the Eyrie next week. And stay overnight.

  

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