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************************* Read Me First *****************************
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twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains
explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it
is illegal to do so. Some real places are described, but all the
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************************ Thank You **********************************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston - Chapter 87 - James' Sex Ed - 301
*************************** Story Prolog ***************************
I'm James, Justine's husband, and I wrote this story.
In response to reader E-mail that Justine has received, I wrote this
story of my sexual awakenings and early development in the arts of love.
This is the third part and if you haven't read the first two parts, you
should read them first to understand this story. In this chapter Tess
takes me to a private pool party and later that evening we went to our
town's Founder's Day Celebration's carnival and fireworks show.
Justine edited this and changed it, much to my irritation. Some of it
reads like she wrote it, but I am responsible for it all.
I hope you enjoy it. Part four will follow.
Previous chapters can be found in the archives at ASSTR. Do a SUBJECT
LINE SEARCH in the ASSM section and search on MRS JWP. If you have any
difficulty, send me a note and I'll forward to you some step by step
instructions that Junior wrote. All those options and stuff in ASSTR
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******************* Thanks for reading my stories *********************
****************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston *********************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Chapter 87
James' Sex Ed - 301
Tess Miller and I, still flushed from our loving, sat at her parents
kitchen table naked, talking about her father's desire to buy her some
sex toys.
"Did you get any toys?"
Tess led me to her bedroom and she began to toss vibrators and dildos
onto her bed.
"Look at all this! Father spent nearly two hundred dollars on this
stuff," Tess laughed. "I can't imagine what I'm going to do with it
all. Especially this!"
She held a harness with a dildo attached!
"I suppose that you and your mom could use it," I suggested, "or with
the girls back in school!"
Tess held it around her waist and grinned, "Or I could us it on you!"
"On me?"
"Yes, you! You still keeping clean and lubricated?"
"Sure!" I replied.
I'd taught Tess anal sex and showed her how to stimulate my prostate
with her finger. Since then, both of us gave ourselves enemas before my
'deliveries of special jelly. Sex is fun, but we had to be clean.
"Then help me get this on right!" Tess insisted.
We fiddled with the straps and then found that nearly half the dildos
fit into the harness. We discussed the best shape and size for my butt.
I pointed out that hitting the prostate was the key. We found a slim,
short one that I thought would do a trick and attached it to the
harness.
"Okay stud," Tess laughed. "Bend over!"
I did and she fucked me until I spurted all over her bed. She got quite
a kick out of it and I told her I preferred the real thing. After we
rested I let her use my cock to help her achieve another teeth rattling
anal orgasm.
As usual I told Mama and Papa all about Tess, the little I'd learned
about her family, her training in muscle pulsing, and her sex toys.
Sunday morning after shooting, Papa asked me about the ass fucking I'd
gotten from Tess.
"Was it good?" he asked.
"Well," I paused, "she made me cum but it wasn't really something I'd
prefer to do on a regular basis. In fact, if I have my way, once was
enough."
"Hmmmmm," is all Papa said.
The next few weeks were work, work, work, excepting the Saturdays with
Tess. Nothing strange or unusual happened. We made love for hours,
practicing oral, anal, and vaginal sex. We didn't use any toys and if
she and her mom did, Tess never said. I didn't have to refuse her
strap-on because she never suggested it.
Before Tess left for school in Colorado, she invited me to a pool party.
Our town has a Founder's Day Celebration every summer in late August and
most businesses closed on Friday afternoon for the parade, a carnival,
picnics in the park with games for the kids, and fireworks after dusk.
Mrs. Miller was taking Tess (and hopefully me) to a friend of hers that
lived in an exclusive suburb that was built around a country club. It
was an end-of-summer pool party at a girlfriend of Tess' from boarding
school. I wanted to go and so I asked Mama. Mary, Tess' mom, had
already talked to Mama and it was all set.
They picked me up at noon on Friday when the store closed. Tess rode in
the front with her mom. Tess' girlfriend was named Sara and she lived
in a real big house with a pool, spa, and a four car garage. I wore my
swim suit, a T-shirt, and sneakers (back then they *were* called
sneakers and the best pair cost almost $30). We went in the house (very
fancy) and Tess led me out to the pool to meet Sara. She was sunning
nude and scampered into the pool house to put on her suit, what there
was of it. It was a bright yellow bikini and was very skimpy. Sara was
blonde like Tess, sixteen, and beautiful. The yellow bikini looked very
good against her dark tan and it was obvious to me where she'd spent the
summer. Right there by the pool.
Sara was kinda immature but her chest wasn't. Her boobs were huge on
her slim frame. She flaunted them around and I think it kinda pissed
Tess off. Tess went in to get some cokes for us and when she came back
Sara was hanging on my arm laughing like crazy at something she'd said
that I didn't understand. I hadn't said a thing, but Tess gave me a
funny look and told me that her mom wanted to see me inside the house.
Inside, Mary closed the sliding door and held my arm, explaining, "Tess
is kinda cute being jealous and all. I don't think I've ever seen her
like this. It's not your fault. I'm sure you've never been the subject
of sixteen year old girls' lusts, but believe me there's nothing you can
do. Tess and Sara have to work this out for themselves." Mary turned
me to look into my eyes. "I know you're a good boy and haven't done
anything bad. Tess wants to share you with her good friend and Sara
doesn't know it. She's flirting with you to attract you away from Tess.
It's really stupid and all, but it's how young girls learn to grow up!
Do you understand?"
I nodded yes and looked out at the two girls. Tess had on a skimpy
bikini too, it was red, and they were sitting opposite each other at a
table, making casual comments and not looking or acting friendly at all.
Mary pulled me away and reminded me, "There's nothing you can do! Just
let them work it out." She turned me toward the hallway and took my
arm, "There *is* something you *can* do. Ann, that's Sara's mom, is a
very good friend of mine. We go way, way, back. She wants to meet you.
She wants to fuck you, just like you did me."
I stopped and looked at Mary, wondering about what she said.
"I spoke to your mom about it and she said that it was okay. Believe
me, I wouldn't do this without your folk's permission," she reassured
me.
She led me down the hall and into a bed room.
"Ann is waiting for you in there and I think you'll like her. If you
think Sara is stacked, just wait until you get a load of her boobs."
Mary turned us away from the bedroom door, and whispered to me, "Ann has
always lusted for a tittie fuck. Do you know what that is?"
I nodded yes.
"So if you get the chance, get between her monster boobs and spurt on
her face. She'll love it. Anything goes with Ann. She's been around
the world sexually."
Mary opened the door and pushed me in. Just like the first time with
Tess, no one was in the room. So I just sat on the bed and took off my
sneakers and T-shirt.
I was wondering what to do when a soft voice cooed next to my ear,
"Jimmy! How nice of you to join me."
I turned to her and saw she was barefoot, that's why I hadn't heard her.
Ann had on a long black warp and she took it off sexily to display her
big breasts in a skimpy black bra and lacy panties. She had a lot of
curves and must have been bigger on top than Mama, but the rest was slim
and trim. I stood up and she kissed me, long, hot, and deep. As she
rubbed her big boobs against me, as well as her pelvis, and I got hard.
She laughed and pulled me onto the bed. My libido took over and we made
long, passionate love. Ann was a good lover, experienced and energetic.
I was up to the task and we fucked and sucked each other for over an
hour. I came twice and she came too many times for me to count. I had
fun, sex fun, but she was a little too cold for me.
Remembering Mary's suggestion, I pushed her down and straddled her
belly. I lay my cock between her big breasts and stroked it back and
forth. Ann quickly got the idea and pushed her boobs together. We'd
been making love for quite a while and perspiration slicked up the boob
tunnel. I pushed hard enough to go into her mouth and more lubrication
was added. Soon I was spiraling into orgasm. She cried happily as my
cum spattered her face, some going into her mouth.
I rolled off and lay panting beside her on the big bed.
"Thank you for being so good, so loving," Ann said. "I think you'd
better go join the others. And if you get lucky and get a chance to do
Sara, fuck her titties like you did me! She'll love it too!"
I slipped into my swim suit, grabbed my shirt and shoes, and left. I
went to the nearest bathroom and washed off Ann's smell and the stench
of sex. I dressed and went out to the kitchen. I got another cold coke
and was taking a big drink when Mary came and stood next to me.
"How did it go?" she asked.
"She's happy," I replied, looking out the window at the gaggle of kids
splashing in the pool.
"And you?" Mary asked cautiously.
I wasn't sure what to say so I grinned and replied, "I never did a
tittie fuck before. Do you think Mama would approve?"
Mary squeezed my arm and laughed, "I don't know. You'll have to ask
her."
I'd finished my coke and Mary got me another as she told me, "Ann and I
are going to leave for a while so if you have to use a bedroom or
anything, don't look for us to give permission. I don't know a lot of
these kids, but they're regulars. Just don't do something really weird
or strange, okay?"
I muttered okay and Mary kissed my cheek, saying, "I'll be back by six
to pick you and Tess up. Bye! Have fun!" She pushed me toward the
sliding glass door to the pool.
I went outside and felt funny because I was the only one without a tan,
but must have looked flushed from my recent sex escapade. Sara came
over to me and chastised me for having a glass bottle around the pool.
She looked at me funny and took my coke from me, giving me one in a can.
I looked around for Tess but all the girls seemed to be blonde, wearing
a skimpy bikini, playing in the pool.
I had never been to a private pool, or even knew anyone that had a pool.
I had learned to swim way back when I was in a orphan's home and they
had felt that it was important for us to learn. We went by bus to a
public pool and on a cold, gray morning I was in the water, freezing.
The only way they'd let us out was to show that we could swim. I
watched the other kids and copied them. I was able to swim the length
of the pool and back. That was good enough for them to let me out.
I just stood there feeling dumb (and probably looking dumb) when a wet
hand captured my arm. It was Tess! She had laughter in her eyes and
looked great soaking wet. Her red bikini must not have been lined
because I could see her nipples poking out. Her long hair looked
luscious and I wanted to take each strand, kiss it, and replace it
correctly on her back, but that couldn't happen. Tess grabbed my T-
shirt and tossed it aside. To her credit, she realized that I hadn't
been in the sun lately and pulled me over to a table, getting out some
sun block.
"If I let you get burned," Tess said as she rubbed the lotion on my
shoulders and back, "your Mama will have my hide!"
I muttered thanks and she laughed, "Yeah, right! You've been in with
Ann for over an hour so I know where you got these marks on your back.
You be sure and tell your Mama that I didn't do it!" she laughed as she
moved to the edge of the deep end of the pool. The shallow end was
being used for a water volleyball game and most of the other kids were
down there. I joined her there and she turned to ask me, "You do know
how to swim, don't you?"
"Sure," I said.
"Then I'll meet you on the other side," she said as she dove in.
I hadn't ever dived before but I faked it and followed her. The water
was pleasantly warm and it felt really good. I joined Tess at the other
side of the pool. She turned to me, mashed her tits against my chest,
and kissed me hotly.
I clutched her and she laughed, "I'm sorry about teasing you about Ann.
I've been to bed with her and I shouldn't make fun of you. I was just
kind of hoping that you and I would have been together in bed, not you
and Ann." Tess made a little face and cooed, "but maybe a little later.
I get real hot and sexy in the sun, especially around a pool. So look
out!"
I was bold (foolish??) and said, "What about Sara. Is she going to keep
teasing me?"
Tess looked down and then back up into my eyes, "It's her pool and she
can do what she wants, but don't let her get your goat. I've know her
for years and been to bed with her too, but I told her earlier that
you're hands off. Meaning that you're my date and I didn't appreciate
her messing around with you."
"You mean that you don't want to share me with her?"
"Who told you that!" Tess snapped, then added, "My mom, of course.
Well, I did discuss it with her and Sara may have the idea that it
*might* happen, but if she pisses me off again, then I'll freeze her
out!"
I'd never seen this side of Tess and I smiled at her mother's
description of a jealous Tess and a teasing Sara.
Tess pulled away from me, furious, "You think it's funny! I got to live
all year with that bitch and if she steals you from me I'll never hear
the end of it!"
She angrily dove away from me and I watched her swim to the shallow end
and stop to chat with some friends. I leisurely swam across the pool
and got out. I got another coke from the bucket full of ice and soda
and sat in an empty chair. I didn't know anybody there besides Tess
(and Sara). All these kids went to a local high school for the country
club set while I went to the city schools. (By the time I'd graduated
from high school, the state had consolidated all the school systems).
I was near the drinks and got to see most of the guys and girls. Most
of the guys were soft and pasty, but most of the girls had fine bodies
and looked really good to me. One stunning girl with big boobs in a
sexy white bikini and her rugged looking guy sat by me and were
friendly, asking me who I was and who I was with.
When I told them I was with Tess, the girl smiled and said, "Oh! You're
*that* Jimmy!"
The guy stood and told us he had to 'take a wizz' and left for the pool
house bathroom. The girl, whose name was Virginia, moved closer to me
and complimented me on my body.
"You got nice muscles Jimmy. Do you work out?" Virginia asked me.
"Sure," I replied. "Everyday!"
I figured out that these rich kids didn't have to know that my muscle
was from working in a grocery store.
She was just reaching out to feel my biceps when Tess showed up, sitting
in my lap affectionately. Virginia backed off. When her date came back
they returned to the volleyball game.
Tess drew lazy circles on my chest with her finger nail and muttered, "I
leave you for a minute and Virginia almost gets her claws in you. Looks
like I can't trust you anywhere!" she sniffed.
"Oh, you can trust me. You just can't trust them."
Tess' head snapped up and she stared me in the eyes again, "Really?"
"Yes, really! I'm here with you and I won't mess around with anybody
else. Okay? You're driving me crazy with your insane jealousy."
Tess pushed her wet boobs (and hard nipples) against my chest and
husked, "Let's go find some place to fuck!"
"No," I whispered back, "I don't want to fuck! I want to make love!"
Tess leaned away and looked at me hard. Then she smiled and replied,
"You're right! You don't fuck. You make love to me!"
"With you!" I said sternly. "Not to you. I want to make love with
you!"
Tess sighed, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me hotly.
"Okay you two!" a voice said next to us. "If you don't cool it, you'll
melt one of mom's good chairs!"
It was Sara and she stood over us, dripping ice water from a soda on us.
Tess broke the kiss and stood, put her hands on her hips defiantly, and
told her, "We're hungry. I thought you were going to feed us?"
Sara, remembering that she was the hostess, looked around and didn't see
anyone at the grill.
"Damn!" she cussed and stomped her foot. "Charlie said he was going to
light the grill and Paula was going to help him get out the burgers and
stuff. I'd better go see what the fuck is going on!"
Sara left in a huff and Tess giggled, "See. She's easy to handle."
Tess pulled on my arm to get me up and on toward the house. "Let's go
fu. . . . let's go make love," she said with a smile. "Together!"
I took charge, taking Tess' arm and leading her into the house to Ann's
bedroom. We locked the door and pulled down the spread. I stripped
Tess' bikini off, kicked off my trunks, and we made love. I ate her and
she sucked me. We made long, slow love. Tess came several times before
I did. We cuddled and Tess said, "They're silicone! Her breasts!
They're fake. Her parents got them for her for her sixteenth birthday!"
"Who's?" I asked.
"Virginia's! Who else?"
Well, there's Sara. And that girl in the blue bikini. And the girl in
the black bikini. And the. . . . "
Tess put her hand over my mouth giggling, "Okay! Okay! There's a lot
of girls with bigger boobs than me!"
I cupped Tess' breast and reassured her, "Look. Maybe you could have
had bigger boobs for your sixteenth birthday, but you didn't. You got
me! Aren't I a lot more fun than fake boobs?"
Tess' distress melted away and she agreed, "You sure are big boy! You
sure are!"
We made love again and finally did get very hungry.
"Let's go find some food!" Tess said.
We washed up, decided that we didn't need to change sheets, and made the
bed. Dressed, we left Ann's bedroom. In the kitchen there was food and
condiments everywhere, totally out of control. Outside, Tess and I each
got a burger and chips, then sat at a table with Sara and Tim, her guy.
He seemed nice but I sensed that if Sara didn't have big boobs, he'd
have been long gone.
Sara made a crack about us being 'missing' from the party and Tess
smiled and told her we were just working up our appetite. I took that
exchange to get up to get another burger. Tess didn't want another, but
Tim did. He joined me and we stood in line together getting our burgers
and fixing them up.
While I put on cheese, mustard, and pickles, Tim commented, "You lucky
stiff. With a doll like Tess you don't have to worry about blue balls."
We were walking back to the table when I stopped and held Tim back by
his arm.
"Hey buddy," I said strongly. "You weren't implying that Tess is some
kind of slut or something, were you?"
"Oh no Jimmy! It's not like that or anything! Tess is so nice compared
to Sara. Sara is such a big tease that she drives me crazy!"
"Okay! But I don't want to hear of any dumb talk about Tess. She's a
good kid and I wouldn't want anyone to pass around stupid ideas about
her, right?"
"Sure Jimmy! No problem," Tim replied.
To this day I'm not sure what got into me, but I didn't want to appear
to agree with some dumb kid's assessment of Tess that was derogatory.
After the food, Sara put on music. Everyone was dancing and Tess helped
me learn. One of my more famous steps was right into the pool. Tess
jumped in to 'save' me and we felt each other up under the water.
Another volleyball game got started and Tess and I joined in, she
explaining the rules to me as we played.
Tess got tired and I joined her at a table with a few other kids. I was
amazed that they were discussing where they wanted to go to college!
These kids were sixteen and just going into the eleventh grade! I had
never even thought about it. Tess said she was going to marry rich and
never have to work. One guy said he wanted to go to Cal Tech for
computer science, another wanted to go to UCLA to their famous acting
school. One girl said she was gong to go to Fresno State and on to
Harvard law school. They asked me and I told them that I was keeping my
options open, wanting to see who offered the best scholarship. Someone
laughed and asked me about my grades. I told them that I had a 'B' a
couple of years ago.
They all laughed like I was joking but one girl understood and asked
specifically, "Do you mean that you get all 'A's?"
"Sure! It's easy. Just do the home work, read the assignments, and pay
attention in class. That's why we go to school, isn't it?"
There was general muttering around the table and Tess led me away to go
get some dessert. Inside the house Tess pulled me into the living room.
She pushed me up against a wall and kissed me hard. I was surprised.
"What was that for?" I asked.
Tess buried her face in my chest and then looked up at me, "You're
really cute, you know it!"
"Oh! If I get a kiss for that, if I do ten push-ups do I get a
blowjob?"
"No silly," Tess blushed. "You get that anyway, oh master teacher."
"So why?" I asked again, wanting to know why Tess had blushed. I'd
never seen that before.
"You really blew them away out there!" she finally gasped.
"Out there? You mean at the table?"
"Yes!" she replied.
"Yes what? How did I 'blow' then away? What are you talking about?"
"I had no idea you made straight 'A's. And I never met anyone, anywhere
that thought getting them was as simple as doing homework, reading the
assignments, and listening in class. That group of kids out there are
some of the really smart ones. That girl *really* wants to go to
Harvard and probably will!"
"So you're impressed."
Tess was embarrassed to admit it, "Well," she paused and twisted her
hair, "Yes! Yes I am!"
I turned her so she was against the wall and mashed up against her,
kissing her long and deep.
"Hmmmmmm!" she sighed. "If I tell you that I'm super wowed, will you
fuc. . . . . I mean make love to me?. . . . I mean make love *with* me?"
"No, regretfully."
"And just why not?" Tess joked. "Something wrong with me?"
"No, but your mother just drove up!"
Tess looked out the window and saw her mom park her car.
"Shit!" she gasped and ran down the hallway to the bedrooms, pounding on
the doors, yelling, "Parent alert! Parent alert!"
I caught her on the way back and asked what she was doing.
"It's not us. It's all those kids in the bedrooms. Ann is pretty cool,
but she'd freak if she found them screwing all over the house!"
She went outside to alert the others. I followed but Sara (and her big
boobs) nearly ran me down dashing in.
"Oh God! Mom's here!" she gasped. "Where's Billy and his flask! Oh
God!"
Sara was in a dither, close to hysterics.
I suggested, "I'll go out and stall her. Send Tess out too. And take a
deep breath or two!"
Sara blinked and took a deep breath. "Okay!" she said and went back out
to tell Tess to join me out front.
I went to the front door and went out. Mary and Ann were laughing about
something and I thought that they may have been drinking. I hugged them
and wrapped my arms around them both. Mary was reluctant, but Ann was
very cuddly, perhaps remembering our loving only a few hours ago. I
asked Ann about the bushes around her front yard, having recently helped
Papa select and plant lots of new shrubbery around the new store and
house. She oohed and aahed about my knowledge and led me (as well as
Mary) over to a particularly beautiful bush in her front yard. Mary
pulled away, perhaps smelling a rat, but Tess came bouncing out,
laughing and telling her mom what a great time she was having. Sara
came out too, with a cover-up hiding her nearly naked breasts, and
joined us looking at the landscape.
With the presence of Tess and Sara, we were able to distract the two
parents from a confrontation at the party. With parents there, the
party soon dissipated. Within an hour, long before six o'clock, most of
the kids had left. Sara's mom, Ann, and Tess' mom Mary, cleaned up
inside while we kids cleaned up outside. Then, Tess, Sara, and her guy
Tim, and I jumped back in the pool to wash off the sweat and grime from
our clean up chorves. The sun was still high and there was a lot more
daylight before the August sunset, but the party seemed to be over.
Mary came out and told Tess and I that she left something behind at the
Spencer's (where she and Ann had visited). She was going to drive back
and would return in an hour, leaving Ann behind.
Tess said, "See ya later mom," and she left.
We sat around a table, sipping cold drinks, when Ann came to tell Tim
that he had a phone call. He was gone for a few minutes and when he
came back he told Sara and us that he had to leave. He said his father
had called and told him to come home to greet an uncle that had made a
surprise visit.
"Dad says that uncle Terry is on the faculty at Stanford and can help me
get in. I'm sorry Sara, but I've got to go. Your mom is going to give
me a ride." He leaned over and kissed Sara on the lips and left,
saying, "Bye Sara, Tess, Jimmy. Nice meeting you guys."
Sara, definitely upset, cried, "Oh no! But it's not even dark yet!"
We sat around listening to music, catching some more sun (I got a nice
rubdown from Tess with more sun block), and playing in the pool. While
we sat around sipping cokes at the table, Tess and Sara talked about
going back to Colorado in a few weeks, laughing about their classmates
and teachers.
I didn't say much, thinking about my first 'social' with kids my own age
and how well I'd gotten along. Then I remembered how I'd stuck up for
Tess, wondering if I felt more than being just a sex teacher for her or
whether it was more like serious affection.
"Hey!" Sara laughed at me. "You want some of this?" She waved a home
rolled cigarette at me, holding a pack of matches in her other hand.
"No," I replied. "Smoking is stupid, expensive, and a waste."
Tess giggled, "No silly. It's pot! You know, marijuana!"
Tess told me later that my eyes got really big until Sara giggled, "It
really, really, makes me horny!" Then my eyes got angry looking, Tess
said.
I dawned on me that if Sara wanted to get horny, and her boyfriend was
gone, it must have been me she was after! I realized that Tess must
have been discussing our love making and that she'd agreed that I should
'do' Sara! Sara's teasing of me, that had made Tess so angry earlier,
was no longer a problem.
"No thanks," I spit out. "And I'm not having sex with anyone that
does!" I looked at Tess, "That includes you too!"
This time Tess' eyes got really big, but before she could reply, I
continued, "Look Tess. We made wonderful love all summer and had a
*great* time! We didn't need any outside stimulant, any pot *or* booze.
It was all natural and beautiful. I'm not going to get 'fucked up'
(what the kids in my school called smoking dope) just because Sara
doesn't have any confidence that she can get 'hot' from just me! It's
fake and it's no good! I don't want any part of it and I don't want any
part of foolish kids that do."
Tess looked down for a minute and then back up at me. Her eyes were
kind of watery and she replied, "You're right Jimmy. We didn't need
it." She leaned over and kissed me warmly. Looking at Sara, Tess told
her, "I don't want any either! Why don't you save it?"
Sara said "Shit!" and left in a huff to return the illegal drug to, I
supposed, it's hiding place.
Tess held my hand and lay her head on my shoulder, cooing, "Sara and I
smoke pot at school once in a while when we get stressed out, but you're
right. I shouldn't need a crutch."
I reached around her and cupped her breast, telling her, "That's a smart
decision. Stay away from drugs, especially illegal ones, and you'll
have a much better life."
Tess and I began to make out. I felt her boobs and fondled her crotch
through her tiny bikini while she played with my now swollen cock
through my swim trunks. We were getting pretty hot when Sara came back
out and sat with us. She was laughing and giggling now, totally
different from when she'd left.
Sara finally joked, "Well, if I'm not going to get laid, then I may as
well go cool off!"
She launched herself out of her chair, ran across the deck, and jumped
into the pool.
I was puzzled at her wild mood swing, but Tess explained softly, "She
went in and smoked anyway. She's as high as a kite. I've seen it
before and that's how she acts."
"We'd better join her," I suggested. "You're really turning me on and I
don't think Sara will appreciate us if we keep up feeling with each
other."
Tess agreed and we jumped in to play in the pool with Sara. Even though
it was a trying afternoon at times, I think I fell in love with a home
pool that day. I had a lot of fun and saw a lot of hot, sexy female
flesh. Kids are kids and they like to experiment with drugs and
alcohol, but it wasn't for me. I knew, from living in homes or with
foster families that I needed my wits about me at all times if I were to
succeed in life.
Tess' mom Mary returned, but Ann still wasn't back. It wasn't late and
Mary didn't want to leave without thanking Ann, so Mary got into a
bikini and joined us in the pool. Mary looked really good and I ogled
her, but she didn't notice because of the way doped-up Sara was acting.
Tess *did* noticed that I was staring at her mom, but wasn't jealous,
since they'd been sharing me sexually.
Trying to divert Sara's craziness, Mary mentioned, "Didn't your mom make
some fancy dessert?"
Spaced-out Sara thought for a minute and replied, "Yeah! She did! What
was it she called it?"
Tess sighed and told her, "Chocolate Mousse!"
"Oh yeah!" Sara giggled as she moved to the pool steps. "Anybody want
some?"
We all said yes and Tess was going to help Sara, but she said that she'd
get it.
"Why is she acting so weird?" Mary asked.
Before we could answer her, Sara slid open the sliding glass door and
wobbled out with a huge bowl of the chocolate treat, a big serving
spoon, four plastic bowls, and four teaspoons. She tried to carry it
all to the table, but without a tray she almost dropped the dessert,
instead spilling the spoons and bowls onto the deck.
"Shit!" Sara cussed as she set down the big bowl and spoon, bending over
to pick up the bowls and teaspoons.
"I'll get some clean ones," Tess said as she jumped out of the pool.
Mary and I helped Sara grab the plastic bowls that the wind was blowing
into the pool. Tess returned and we all sat at the table, eating huge
mounds of chocolate mousse. Sara said nothing about her poor judgement
on how to bring out the dessert, but laughed a lot and giggled, often at
nothing I could figure out that might have been was funny. It was then
that Tess and I really understood why they call marijuana 'Dope'.
Mary was very polite about Sara's foolishness, but clearly concerned.
It was obvious to me that she was carefully watching Tess and I to see
if we were acting strange, but we weren't. Mary cleaned up and took it
all back into the house. Ann arrived soon after, stayed inside cleaning
up with Mary, and around six o'clock we left.
In the car, Mary asked us, "What the hell was wrong with Sara? I know
Tess was think of sharing Jimmy with her, but did you really fuck her so
hard that it made her stupid?"
Tess snorted and I replied to Mary, "No, I didn't fuck her. Her
foolishness was her own doing."
Mary waited a minute and asked pointedly, "So what was wrong with her!"
Tess looked out the window, ashamed to admit anything, so I told Mary,
"I must confess. Sara wanted us to smoke some pot, but I wouldn't.
Neither would Tess. Instead of putting it away like she was supposed
to, she went in and smoked it herself. That's why she acted so dopey."
"Oh!" Mary said, then paused for a few minutes and replied, "Thanks for
telling me." She reached over and ruffled Tess' hair, "and thanks for
not doing drugs!"
Tess smiled and replied, "Thanks mom. It was close but Jimmy was a good
influence."
"So how'd you like the pool party?" Mary asked me.
I told Mary all about it. The sun, the pool, the food, and the kids. I
told her how I was surprised that the sixteen year olds were discussing
college and realized that I should do some planning too. I also told
about Tim making a crack about Tess and how I dissuaded him to not make
any more."
Tess turned around (she was in the front seat again) and looked me in
the eye, "He really said that!"
She was a little miffed and I told about Tim's explanation that Sara was
a tease and that Tess wasn't. Tess' eyes got soft and she turned back
happy.
Mary laughed, "Blue balls huh?"
"Yep!" I replied. "Those were his words."
"That asshole!" Mary muttered. "I guess that I should confess too. It
was a ruse that Ann pulled to get Tim to leave with her. She sent me
away, faked a phone call to Tim, and they left together to go fuck."
I was startled, but Tess was shocked, "What! You mean that Sara's mom
and her boyfriend. . . . "
"Yes! She and Tim have been screwing for over a year now. Ann's idea
is that it gives Tim relief and takes pressure off of Sara, but I think
it's mostly that she's so horny."
We all thought about that quietly until we got back to the Miller house.
I spoke up then, "Shouldn't I be getting home?" implying that Mary
should drive me home.
Mary pulled into her driveway, turned off the car, and suggested, "Since
you two were so honest about the drugs and booze, and didn't partake,
why don't you two go over to the park, have some fun, watch the
fireworks, and get back by eleven. You can take my car!"
"Really mom?" Tess gasped.
"Yes really!" Mary answered. "Let's go in so you can change out of your
wet suit! If you go over to the park like that, Jimmy will spend all
evening fighting off the guys that try to get at you!"
"Okay!" Tess cried and hopped out of the car.
I followed and soon Tess and I *and* Mary were in the shower, soaping
and cleaning up together. Things got sexy and we ended up on the bed in
a three way. Tess sucking me, me eating Mary, and Mary eating Tess.
I'm not sure where Mary had been all afternoon, but she quickly exploded
in orgasms just like Tess and I.
We lay in an afterglow of our oral pleasure and Mary was telling us
about all the times she'd had to lie for Ann or help her set up secret
liaisons with Tim.
"It's just wrong," Mary admitted. "While she's getting her jollies with
Tim, her daughter is getting mixed up in drugs. I think I'm going to
have to tell her that I won't do it anymore. She's a good friend, and
*great* in bed, but the result doesn't seem to be worth it!"
I wanted to tell Mary not to confront Ann with Sara's pot smoking
because she'd done it with Tess, but Tess confessed before I could. I
was proud of Tess when she admitted to "smoking dope with Sara five or
six times over the last few years at school," but promised us she'd
never do it again. "I always feel stupid when I smoke."
I looked at Tess and we both said at the same time, "That's why they
call it dope!"
We all broke up laughing until Mary pulled me around so she could suck
me. Tess turned to present me her hot cunt while she moved with
practiced ease to eat out her mom. It took a little longer, but the
result was more happy cums. Afterward, we all went naked to the kitchen
where Mary and Tess made some sandwiches for a snack. After we ate,
Mary started to clean up the kitchen.
When I started to help, she turned me away, telling me, "Why don't you
and Tess go to her room and make love. She's been a good girl. She
admitted her dope smoking and promises to not do it again. I think that
she deserves a good fucking! I'll call your folks Jimmy and tell them
that I'm sending you two to watch the fireworks. It shouldn't be a
problem, I mentioned it to your Mama the other day."
Tess and I didn't disagree. We went to her room and cuddled for a
while. Soon cuddles turned to caresses. Nipples got hard, my cock got
stiff, and Tess got hot and wet. Today there were no sex lessons. I
moved atop of her, slipped my cock into her, and just lay there for a
while. Tess wiggled a bit, then just lay back and enjoyed the blissful
feeling of being together.
"Straight 'A's huh!" she giggled.
"Yep!" I said as I pulled nearly all the way out and slid back into her
tight pussy with a happy sigh.
Tess humped up at me, forcing my cock deeper, and made a little squeak,
saying, "God! You get straight fucking 'A's from me!"
I pulled out half way and Tess wiggle up around me, clamped down and
pulled off like I'd taught her, making me moan, "You're going to be on
the honor roll too!"
She husked back as she pinched down and pushed up, "I may not be the
town whore, but I'm definitely your slut Jimmy!"
That inspired me and I began to seriously fuck her. I'd already cum
hard twice in the last hour, so my cumming wasn't as fast as before.
Tess came easily and often, as usual. We kissed hotly as she slapped
her groin up to mine as I rammed into her. She begged me to fuck her
hard and I did.
When she began to cum for the umpteenth time, she wrapped her arms
around my back, her legs around my butt, and cried to me, "Fuck me!
Fuck me! I'm cumming! Fuck me and cum, Jimmy! Cum Jimmy! Cum in me!"
I tried to cover her mouth with mine to keep her from alarming her mom,
but she melded her body to mine and yelled, "OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD!" as I
spurted my hot cum right where she wanted it.
"Hmmmm! Hmmmm!" she moaned as I kissed her wildly. I was spent, but
her cunt kept twitching and pulsing around my softening cock for nearly
five minutes. I was exhausted and didn't want to move, but finally got
the strength to roll off of her.
I quickly gathered her up in my arms and she sighed, "I'm not sure if I
love you, but I *am* sure I love fucking you. I was kind of mixed up
about letting you do Sara, but not now. It would have been a waste.
Never, never could she appreciate you. I know that you would have if
I'd asked, but I happy now that I didn't. One of the girls at school
said that 'Sara had more tits than brains', and I agree!"
I let that one pass, thinking about taming little Sara; pulling down
that skimpy bikini and fucking her ass until she passed out.
There was a knock on the bedroom door and Mary looked in, saying, "It's
almost eight and if you two want to get to the park, you'd better get
going." She sniffed the air, "It smells like someone's been fucking in
here. You two better take quick showers too!"
I kissed Tess, hopped out of bed, and went to the door. Mrs Miller saw
my limp sticky cock and moved aside as I went to shower down the hall.
As I went I could hear Mary tell Tess, "Looks like he spurted a quart in
you! I'd better help or you'll leak all over the carpet!"
I took my shower thinking of Mary eating my cum out of Tess, getting a
soft hard-on. I wondered if I was to see Tess again after tonight, if
our sex lessons were over or if I'd ever even see her again at all.
Those thoughts sobered me and my cock got flaccid again. When I was
done, I went to Mary's room to get my clothes and found them on the bed.
The shower was running and I quickly got dressed. It was probably Tess
in the shower and I didn't want to see her again naked. My resolve to
go to the park with the beautiful Tess on my arm was stronger than my
need for more sex.
At the park in town I was sure to run into kids I knew from school and
customers from the store. I was looking forward to it. I never dated
or hung out with my school friends and I knew I was considered to be
somewhat of a jerk. To show up with Tess would be a real boost to me
and my feelings of 'not belonging' that held over from my orphan days.
I went out to the kitchen and had a glass of iced tea with Mary while I
waited for Tess.
Mary handed me a set of car keys and a $20 bill, "You two go have fun.
Win her a stuffed animal or something. Please be back after the
fireworks. I promised your Papa. No running around, okay?" I nodded
yes. "And no drinking!" I nodded again. She smiled and added, "And no
drugs!"
I smiled back and replied teasing, "Who me?
Mary ruffled my hair and kissed me on the cheek, saying, "There's a nice
blanket in the trunk in a carry bag. You can use it to lay out to watch
the fireworks." She paused and added, "It's got some cum stains on it so
you don't have to worry about that, but you better not get caught!"
"What?" I kidded her, "and ruin my reputation? I don't want to be
called the town boy-slut!"
"Who's going to be a boy-slut?" Tess teased me as she leaned against the
kitchen door way.
Mary straightened up and laughed, "No one is going to be the town slut,
right!" Tess and I, laughing, shook our heads no, and Mary told Tess,
"I want you right home after the fireworks. Drop Jimmy off and get back
here. You can wait until tomorrow night for sex, okay?"
I was surprised at that, and I think Tess was too, so we promised to do
what Mary had asked. Tess was dressed in a long button-down-the-front
denim dress with half sleeves, wearing white socks and sneakers, with
her hair fully brushed out looking like a blond angel. No lipstick, no
make-up, no perfume.
Mary pushed a few strands of Tess' hair back and looked her in the eye,
"I already told Jimmy and now I'm telling you. No drinking! No drugs!
Hear me!"
"Yes mama," Tess answered soberly and kissed her mom on the cheek.
"Bye," she added.
I said good bye and Mary replied, "Have a good time kids."
I drove Mary's huge Lincoln slowly over to the park, Tess buckled up in
the middle so she could lay her head on my shoulder and fiddled with the
radio until it blasted out Queen's "School Is Out For Ever!" We found a
good place to park and we went to the carnival.
We wandered around and a lot of kids I knew called out "What's happening
Jimmy," but I didn't know most of their names. One of the couples from
the pool party (the girl going to Harvard) stopped and we chatted. They
asked about Sara and we told them that Tim had to leave early so she
didn't come. I saw a bunch of customers from the store and they all
said hi. I think I saw a couple of 'special jelly' lovers, but we
didn't speak. Several women asked about Mrs. Miller, Tess' mom, but we
explained that she was at home. Several good looking girls and a few
well dressed guys knew Tess and she happily introduced me. A couple of
them wanted us to go on rides with them, but we refused.
At one arcade booth, I tried throwing a softball at three milk bottles
to win a stuffed animal for Tess, but couldn't do it after four tries
(three balls for a quarter; four tries for a dollar).
I was explaining to Tess how I figured the milk bottle stunt was rigged
when I heard a hawker calling out, "Ten shots for a quarter! Knock down
the little duckies and win a prize for the lady! Hey you! Want to give
it a try?"
He was talking to me! Now, I had only thrown a softball when I was a
kid back in the orphan's home. I was lousy at that. But a rifle? Papa
and I had been shooting for over a year and I was a good shot. His
pistol was much more difficult than the few rifles I had fired at the
range. A 22 rim-fire plinker ought to be a chinch.
I went over and plopped down a quarter. Tess held the blanket bag and I
aimed the rifle. Thinking that the sights were probably off, I aimed at
a paper target to the side and fired at dead center. It was only ten
yards away, but I missed high by over an inch. I aimed at the moving
ducks, getting the timing right (windage and elevation!), and popped off
the other nine shots, getting six of the ducks.
"We got a winner here!" the hawker yelled, tossing a cheap plastic duck
down as my prize for six hits out of ten.
I tossed it into the bag, put down another quarter. The guy handed me
another rifle but I asked that he load my 'lucky' rifle, the one I had
just shot, again.
"Let me win another little duckie," I joshed the carny. "Come on
mister, let me try again with my lucky rifle."
He did and I shot the hell out of his duckies. After eight straight, I
asked the carny how many I needed for a big stuffed animal.
He said it was ten out of ten and then began to yell to the crowd, "We
got a winner here folks. Step right up and watch the young fella go for
the grand prize! He's got eight of eight so far and needs ten of ten.
Watch the kid win a big stuffed animal for the little lady! Eight of
eight, going for ten of ten. Can he do it? Can he do it? Watch the
young man win a big prize for his lady!"
The crowd was pushing in and it distracted me, just what he wanted. I
stayed cool and waited, finally asking them to move back a little to
give me room. I turned to Tess, who'd never seen anything like this,
and asked for a good luck kiss. Blushing to her roots, she gave me a
peck on the cheek and stepped back. I easily knocked down the last two
and won 'The Pick of the Hanging Animals', in the carny's words.
Tess was excited, jumping up and down, clapping in appreciation.
Several in the crowd joined in and soon the carny had four more
customer's lined up, tossing their quarters on the counter of the
shooting gallery.
"Which one do you want?" I asked Tess, the carny busy collecting
quarters and loading the rifles.
"I don't know! This is so exciting!"
"How about that snoppy dog?" I suggested.
"I don't know," Tess replied. "I got a lot of dogs."
"How about that big brown teddy bear?" I offered.
Tess looked at it, then around at the others, and said, "Okay!"
I leaned over the end of the counter and said, "Hey mister. My lady
wants the brown teddy bear!" He ignored me, busy working the crowd.
When he came down to our end, I repeated my request, but he still
ignored me. Finally I yelled, "Hey mister, what kind of game are you
running here? I won that brown bear, fair and square. Hand it over!
All these folks saw me win it! Come on! Don't make me go get the
cops!"
He angrily turned, grabbed a long pole, snatched down the bear and
tossed it to me saying, "Just don't come back!"
"Why," I said loudly, handing the bear to Tess. "If it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't have this crowd. Besides, when our friends see my gal with
the big bear, they'll want to come down and win one themselves for their
girls. You'll make a lot of money and maybe give away some more bears.
Remember, you got to please the customer if you want to stay in
business!"
A few around us told me, "Way to go kid. You tell 'um!"
I forced our way out of the crowd and we wandered around some more. I'd
only spent a dollar and a half of Mary's money so when I spotted an
Italian sausage sub stall, we bought one. The next booth sold french
fries and Tess wanted some of those. A nearby wagon sold 'real'
lemonade and we got a couple of them. We found a table and sat, Tess
holding her bear. We ate the sub (I cut it into fourths with my pocket
knife I carried for opening boxes at the store), gobbled salty fries
with lots of ketchup, and sipped our lemonades.
Tess was very proud of me and very pleased with her teddy bear, calling
me 'old dead-eye' Jim! After we ate and cleaned up our trash, we
strolled through the carnival again, on our way to where the fireworks
show would be held. Several guys I didn't know, and a few I did, asked
where I'd won the bear for Tess and I told them. They scampered off to
try their luck. The girl that was going to Harvard (Ginger was her
name) spotted Tess' bear and wanted one herself. She stroked it and
told Tess how lucky she was to have a guy win one for her. Her guy
muttered that it was near impossible and I took him aside, telling him
how I did it. He smiled and thanked me saying he'd give it a try.
We got to a cluster of buildings near the parking lot and Tess said she
had to go to the bathroom while I take the bear and lock it in the car
so it wouldn't get dirty. She'd keep the bag and told me she'd meet me
under a light pole right at the carnival entrance. The car wasn't far,
so I took the bear, handed her the bag, got a hot kiss, and left for the
car. It wasn't five minutes and I was back, leaning against the pole,
waiting. Ginger and her guy came by again, him telling me the carny
wouldn't let him use the same rifle twice, but he did manage to win a
small stuffed doll for Ginger. We chatted until Tess got back. Ginger
wanted us to watch the fireworks with them, but I wasn't too keen on it.
I wanted to put some fresh cum stains on the blanket. The guy must have
felt the same way, telling Ginger that they had to go find someone
(brother? cousin?) and they finally left. It was getting dark and Tess
pulled me along toward some woods. The crowd was thick in front of the
parking lot with lounge chairs and coolers, but we moved way around them
along the edge of the lake.
"Where are we going?" I asked her as she pulled me with her.
"Somewhere a little more private," Tess replied.
In the middle of the woods by the shoreline of the lake, over which the
city was shooting the fireworks, there was a large clearing with couples
sitting on blankets scattered around. A large *BOOM* rang out.
"That means five minutes," Tess instructed me in the ways of public
fireworks displays. "Let's go over there."
Tess led me to a spot in the trees that was open to the water, but no
one else could see us. She fumbled with the bag, handed the little
duckie to me, pulled out the blanket, and spread it out. She put the
duckie back in the bag and sat down, patting the spot next to her for me
to sit.
She put her arms around my neck and gave me a hot, wet kiss.
"That's for being so nice to my friends."
She gave me another and said, "That's for making that guy give me my
bear."
Another hot sexy kiss, "That's for being my dead-eye hero!"
Another kiss, "That's for the sub and french fries and lemonade!"
Another kiss, "That's for putting up with that bitch Sara!"
Another kiss, "That's for being so damn cute!"
Another kiss, "That's for straight 'A's!"
Another kiss, "That's for. . . . "
Just then there was a loud *Frump!* A *Whoosh!* A little whistle and
then a big *BOOM* as the first firework exploded right over our heads!
It was a large blue starburst and it was fantastic! Beautiful!
Awesome! As it drifted off across the lake, I realized Tess had found
the perfect spot to watch. She pushed me onto my back and lay down with
her head in the crook of my arm and chest. She oohed and aahed each
firework and I was soon caught up in it. We watched for a while and
then she took the arm that was around her, pulled it up to her chest,
and pushed my hand through her unbuttoned dress onto her bare breasts!
Wow!
My sneaky girl had not only unbuttoned the top of her dress, she'd taken
off her bra in the bathroom! Her nipple was as hard as a pebble but I
knew it could get bigger and set about to make it do just that. I
quickly began to get a hard-on and, when her hand pushed down on my
belly, I sucked in my tummy and let her slide her hand into my swim
trunks. I don't know if you've ever had the pleasure of fondling a
beautiful girl's breasts while she jerked you off while watching
fireworks, but I positively recommend it!
After a few more fireworks she must have decided that it was dark enough
to get a little daring. She pulled my hand from her dress and moved it
from under her. She rolled sideways, pulled her dress apart, and fed
her nipple into my mouth, craning her neck around to watch the
fireworks. I suckled and she oohed and aahed a lot more. She let go of
my cock and fiddled with her dress buttons, then took my hand and put it
on her stomach. She pushed my hand downward and then slipped hers back
inside my trunks. Wow!
Not only had she removed her bra, she'd taken off her panties!
I don't remember much about the fireworks after that. I was busy
sucking tittie and finger fucking Tess. There was one bright firework
that I do remember. Tess' hot hands were doing a job on my cock and I
gasped that I was close to cumming. She sat up, popping her nipple from
my mouth, and swooped down on my cock with her mouth wide open. She
sucked in my whole cock (it was little then) and buried her nose in my
pubic hair. She swallowed twice and that was it! My eyes were wide
open as a white starburst exploded in the sky and another in my brain.
Tess sputtered once but managed to swallow all my cum.
Naturally, after I caught my breath, I returned the favor. After the
third time she tried to crush my head between her soft tanned thighs and
snap my neck with her hips humping up and down, she grabbed my hair and
pulled me up to kiss her.
"Fuck me!" is all she said.
So I did. I slipped in easily and started a slow motion. She moaned
deep in her throat and gasped when I scraped my cock head across her G-
spot. She liked it there and I stayed at that depth, slipping and
sliding back and forth across her special sensitive inner spot. When
she shuddered, dug her finger nails into my back, and groaned, I slammed
her deep. She squeaked and her eyes flew open as I looked down on her,
the fireworks bursting overhead reflecting sexily in her eyes. I
decided that looking into my lover's eyes as she climaxed, reflecting
the illuminated night sky, was the best thing in the world. So I
returned to stroking her G-spot with my cock head. I saw the fireworks
twice more, both in her eyes and in her soul, before I felt my cum
rising.
I pulled my cock halfway out of her and whispered, "Okay fireworks slut.
Time for you to use that fantastic pussy of your to pull my cum out!"
She grinned, tightened down with her PC muscles, and wiggled up my cock.
Then she gripped my cock tightly, and slid down. She must have gone up
and down a dozen times when I felt my balls churn.
"I'm cumming!" I gasped into her ear.
Tess wrapped her arms and legs around me and whimpered, "Slam me! Fuck
your cum into me!"
So I did! She moved her hips with me in perfect coordination, making me
slam her butt down to the blanket, she lifting up halfway as I pulled
nearly out, then letting me slam her back down again, pulsing her pussy
muscles up and down my cock as I fucked her. It was the most glorious
three or four minutes of all the hours of fucking we did that summer.
She had earned her degree in sex and was now showing me she deserved her
masters.
When she added a roll of her hips and a rocking of her pelvis, I came.
It felt like a firehose to me! I spurted and spurted, slamming again
and again into her hot, wet love canal. I managed to look down at her
face to see a dreamy look, all colored in red as a red starburst
exploded above us.
I collapsed on top of her and didn't move for a while, as the fireworks
continued to fire off. I finally got the strength to pull out and sit
up on my knees. Looking down, I saw her gorgeous body spread out on top
of her wide opened dress, excepting for her shoulders and upper arms
still inside the denim. I stared and she blinked open her eyes, smiling
back at me. Her chest was still heaving and her slim thighs quivered.
Another fireworks shell popped above us and I could see our mingled cum
and juices running down from her swollen pussy.
I instantly realized that she'd get a huge wet spot on her dress at her
butt and whipped off my T-shirt, stuffing it under her ass. Then I lay
beside her in her welcoming arms.
After I quit panting for oxygen, I told her, "That was the most
fantastic, the best, the most wonderful. . . . "
"Fucking a girl could ever have!" she finished for me and kissed me on
the nose.
We kissed and made out, feeling each other, enjoying the rest of the
fireworks. She got chilled and I helped her button up her dress to the
waist. I wouldn't let her button the top - I was still playing with her
swollen breasts.
Suddenly a whole series of *Frumps* happened. Frump! Whoosh! Frump!
Whoosh! Frump! Woosh!"
"It's the end!" Tess said and we lay together watching twenty or so
fireworks explode over us! We watched them fire off and drift overhead.
It was a beautiful finish!
Soon the crowd began to applaud and folks watching from their cars were
blowing their horns. We kissed again and Tess struggled to her feet.
"I can hardly stand," Tess complained, buttoning her dress. I picked up
the blanket, shook it out, and folded it. She pointed to the bag and I
shoved it in. "Don't worry about it. I'll hang it out on the line
tomorrow and re-fold it." She reached under her dress and pulled out my
T-shirt from between her legs. She sniffed it and giggled, "You're
going to smell like a boy-slut!"
It was one of my favorite T-shirts. My Papa and Mama had brought it
back from San Francisco when they'd vacationed there while Anita and I
watched the store and fucked like minks all over the store and house.
"That's okay," I told Tess. "I'll keep it as a memento of this evening
and never wash it." (I did, but Mama found it in my dresser months
later, saw it soiled, and washed it without ever asking me.)
Tess and I slowly walked back, I with my arm around her back steadying
her, following someone who was smart and had a flashlight. In the car
we easily got out of the parking lot and I drove to my house. I grabbed
the blanket bag from the back seat and reached under to get my duckie.
What I pulled out was her bra and panties.
"Hey! You better put these on before you get home."
"I don't need to. Mama gave me the idea when she loaned me this dress."
I was a little shocked and didn't want Tess to leave, but she pushed me
out of the car, sliding over to drive.
"If I don't go, I'll get in trouble," she said, handing me my duckie.
"I'll see you tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah," I replied. "What time?"
"I don't know," Tess said as she adjusted the seat and put the car in
gear, "Ask your Mama. Our mom's always set the time."
She blew me a kiss and slowly drove off. I went in and found that Mama
and Papa were asleep. I stripped, washed my crotch, and went to bed,
realizing that since we'd been closed since Friday noon, Saturday was
going to be very busy in the store.
In the early morning at 6:30 AM, Papa woke me for breakfast. While I
ate I told Mama and Papa all about the pool party, fucking Ann, weird
Sara, making love with Tess, defending Tess' honor, Sara's dope smoking,
Ann's tryst with Tim, the shower and loving at the Millers, the carnival
and rifle duckie game, (I had to run in and get my plastic duckie to
show Papa, my first ever award), and the awesome fireworks and the
luscious Tess.
"No wonder you're so hungry," Mama said.
I remembered the Italian sausage sub and told Mama and Papa about it. I
told her that they were okay, but I was sure she could do better. We
had discussed what kind of prepared foods they could sell in the store
and within six months Mama had a good recipe that Papa and I could get
the ingredients cheap enough that we could make them and sell them for a
dollar. Our ingredients cost was sixty cents and, after an initial a
three month try-out, we raised the price to a dollar twenty five to
cover the employee expense to make them. We made out well. Other pre-
made subs were added (Salami with cheese, all vegetable, and Italian
pepperoni) and they all became popular. In fact, they were so popular,
we had to hire a deli girl who cooked the sausage and prepared the subs.
A spin-off was the sale of the individual cheeses, meats, and bread that
she used to make the subs. Today most big grocery stores have deli's as
well as meat counters and bakeries.
"Mama, when am I supposed to deliver to the Millers today," I asked.
"Honey, Mrs. Miller wasn't too specific, but I think seven is about
right. She was very specific that you should deliver four tubes of
special jelly."
"Oh. . . . okay!" I'd done the math and I was to spend four hours with
Tess! I was thrilled.
The rest of the day was a blur, as well as the evening with Tess. Mary
was there too and the three of us fucked and sucked to our fullest.
I showed Mary how to have a anal climax and, when her ass sucked out my
cum, she was whimpering with pleasure as Tess laughed and slapped her
mom's butt, saying, "Daddy's going to just love your hot ass!"
I went home after our four hour party, my cock limp and a little sore.
Tess and Mary were very happy, and so was I. Mama and Papa were asleep
and I reported to them what had happened in the morning, which was
mostly to Papa as we went to and from the shooting range.
The week was very busy in the store, leading up to Labor day in
September. Mama reminded me that school would start soon and I needed
to buy school clothes. Papa's accountants were a little upset with our
reporting of our daily sales numbers. We'd done as they asked, but they
wanted more data. They wanted Papa to buy a real 'intelligent
workstation' and offered up one at their group discount. I convinced
Papa that they should include some word processing software, including
specific tools to let us make our own signs (instead of our hand-written
ones that said, 'Sale! Two for $1.00). The accounting folks, anxious
to get our agreement, accepted our idea and provided it at no additional
cost.
I spent a lot of time making the accountants happy as well as printing
signs for the store. In addition, I managed to print a silly document
for Tess that looked like a certificate. I wrote on it, 'Diploma.
Graduate of The JWP Sensuality School. Tess Miller. August 1977' and I
printed it off. It looked lousy and I spent a couple nights after work
to get it to look right. Before the weekend, just as a laugh, I
duplicated Tess' certificate to become a Mistress of Sensuality.
On Thursday, I asked Mama what time on Saturday I'd be delivering to the
Millers. Mama replied that I wouldn't be going. I was surprised and
more than a little upset until she explained, "Tess' daddy has invited
us to join them for Labor Day. We'll be staying overnight with them
Sunday night. We'll go over after the store closes when I get back from
church."
I was happy to hear that, but still depressed that my last time with
Tess wouldn't be alone.
"Oh!" Mama said, handing me a $20.00 bill, "Papa says you can use his
car for a date on Saturday night, if Tess wants to go out with you."
'A date?' My head swam. I'd never had a date. What was I going to do?
End Chapter 87
********************** My Dear Readers *****************************
Please remember that stories are just stories and *not* reality. Do
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st
century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story **********************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Copyright 2003
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