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Chapter 46
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 046
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: mf mf oral
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 46
Friday night: The Giannelli's
The disappearance of Helen and Big Al upstairs signaled the start of
the serious lovemaking part of the evening for the younger generation. Fast,
loud tunes gave way to slow, quiet ones. Overhead lights went out in both
the living room and the den, leaving lamps set low. Couples alternated
between snuggling on the furniture and slow dancing in an environment where
nobody cared if a bra got removed or hands slipped beneath a waistband to
cup an ass. Dancing in this environment was almost sex - a kind of
vertically oriented dry-humping. Mandi soaked Rick's leg again, aided by
the fact that she had removed her panties and bra soon after arrival. This
activity was universally accepted as those who had worn the garments shed
them whenever it was deemed worthwhile. Dolores was glad that she had
dispensed with her customary capris - access was somewhat limited. In the
meantime, she dragged Tim into the den, determined to do for him what had
been done for the others earlier.
They found the love seat already occupied by Jackie and Terry.
Finally in an environment where they could basically do as they pleased, the
pair was hard at it. Dolores dragged Tim onto the familiar couch.
Terry pulled back from a long, hot kiss and held Jackie's eyes,
"Thanks."
Jackie smiled, "I couldn't resist. But there goes my rep."
"You don't need a rep." The 'you've got ME' was communicated by their
usual fashion.
Gratitude, however, wasn't all that was on Terry's mind. When, a few
minutes later, Jackie began to squirm as a result of the current series of
smoky kisses, Terry hopped up and demonstrated his recent signature
audacity. He reached down, grasped Jackie's shorts, and quickly popped the
snap, opening the zipper in the process. Jackie's eyes popped as he
literally snatched them off her, dragging her butt to the edge of the seat
and flipping her legs into the air in the process. Her muffled squeak of
surprise melded into a gasp as he dropped to his knees before her legs fell,
laid his mouth on her pubic mound, and panted hot air into her slit, working
right through the gusset of her panties. Jackie's legs had nowhere to go
but onto his shoulders, which confirmed his access.
The other two witnesses of this feat of legerdemain sat on the couch
in shock. Tim muttered under his breath, "That's the second time in two
weeks he's shocked the shit outta me!" Dolores just watched, bug-eyed.
Terry began licking Jackie's slit through her panties, something which
drove her instantly insane. She started arching and thrashing almost
immediately. But Terry wasn't satisfied, and he wasn't going to ruin the
mood by stopping to remove Jackie's panties. Instead, he grasped both sides
from the waist to the leg holes and with a mighty jerk proceeded to render a
somewhat careworn pair of cotton panties into rags. Then he stuck his
tongue between Jackie's labia and she REALLY hit the roof. Jackie said,
"Wuuuuhhhh!" arched her back, and grabbed the back of Terry's head,
proceeding to mash a suddenly soaking wet pussy all over his face. Even in
the dim light spilling in from the living room, it could be determined that
Jackie's face had flushed bright red as she thrashed on the fulcrum of
Terry's driving tongue. That she was multi-orgasmic was made obvious by the
quick pattern that she fell into, murmuring , "Oh God ohgod ohgod OhGod OH
GOD !", followed by a strained grunt as she stiffened across Terry's
shoulders, collapsing for a few seconds before repeating the pattern. After
she had done this a half-dozen times, she reached up and ripped open her
sleeveless blouse, buttons flying everywhere, then grabbed Terry's hands and
placed them on her pert, conical breasts. Terry wasted no time making his
presence known at her nipples, and a fresh round of "Oh God" occurred,
driven even more urgently by the additional stimulation.
Terry was having a ball! This was the most fun he'd had with his
pants on! And considering that she'd given him the most fun he'd had with
his pants OFF earlier in the evening, it was only fair, in his opinion.
Jackie's response pattern was a surprise, but a pleasant one. The whole
thing did his ego no harm at all!
Jackie was one giant nerve ending. Terry had taken her totally by
surprise, and had destroyed her defenses before he'd destroyed her panties.
The ripping open of her blouse wasn't even a conscious act - it was an
instinctive reaction to raw need. Jackie had no conscious thought process -
she was just riding the roller coaster wherever it went.
All good things come to an end, however, and at the end of 15 minutes,
Jackie was too pooped to pop. She came down from what must have been her
45th orgasm, went limp, and was unable to do anything but whimper. Terry
took pity on her, dragging his sore shoulders from under her calves, and
climbed back onto the loveseat, where Jackie hugged him as fiercely as was
possible in her weakened state. "My Darling, My Darling, My Darling..." she
babbled as she rained kisses upon his face and neck. Terry just smiled and
took it.
Tim and Dolores had watched the entire production in a daze. Neither
had ever seen anything remotely like it, and they had been glued to the
proceedings, dumbfounded. Tim's cock was at full extension, somewhere
around 10" - and it had found its way into Dolores' hands. Dolores had been
absently stroking it for some minutes, and when things on the loveseat had
cooled down a bit, she turned her attention to it. The size was shocking -
it was as long as her forearm, and almost a big around. Deep-throating it
was out of the question. Dolores was determined to have Tim's cum, however,
and would do whatever was necessary to get it.
Tim came to himself to the feel of a warm liquid embrace enveloping
the head of his distended cock. He looked down to see Dolores, her elbows
draped across his lap, slowly working her mouth down his shaft, her curly
hair a halo around the operation.. Her small hand was moving over the
portion of the shaft that remained exposed as she took it deep. There were
minor problems, but Tim seriously appreciated the effort, hissing between
his teeth as those soft lips wrapped around the crown. Dolores started
absorbing the shaft again, and suddenly Tim winced and stiffened, grabbing
at the cushions.
An amused voice murmured, "Good Lord, Dolores! You sure can pick'em!
Hold it a sec, will ya?"
Tim looked up to see Denise, circling around Dolores from her initial
vantage point in the doorway to the living room. Denise had been a silent
witness to the Jackie and Terry show, and was now more than willing to help
out a friend. She settled on the couch on Tim's right, and addressed
Dolores. "Need some advice from an expert?"
Dolores locked eyes with Denise and nodded, not moving on Tim's cock.
She was afraid that she had inadvertently injured him; he was still perched
tensely on the couch, obviously suspended between Heaven and Hell.
Denise grinned easily. "More lips and tongue, Honey, and fewer teeth.
Hold him with your lips and pull your cheeks in so that he feels them rather
than your teeth. Okay, now flatten your tongue and move it around along the
underside... That's it!" Tim first relaxed, then sighed in pleasure under
these adjustments, and Dolores began to regain confidence. Denise eyed the
small hand moving up and down Tim's shaft. "That's a good idea - but
eventually, you're gonna have to give him throat. You know, if I was
training you, we'd have started out on something a bit less robust - this
beast is a graduation exercise! Okay - instroke - lips only, but flatten
your tongue along the bottom and move it a bit. Remember, a pussy has nice
fleshy walls, and a ring of muscle at the opening - but NO TEETH! Go as
deep as you can, for now - we'll look at the advanced stuff later."
Tim had sagged back against the cushions, and was groaning out his
pleasure. Dolores was thrilled to death! This was her first ever effort at
cocksucking, and she was loving it! The taste - the texture - mmmmmm!
Dolores actually hummed happily, and Tim stiffened again - this time in
pleasure! Dolores looked up worriedly, but Tim leaned up and unbuttoned her
translucent blouse, intent on reaching the orbs inside. Denise laughed as he
began cradling a breast in each hand, gasping. "Humming is advanced
technique, Hon. Have you decided what you're gonna do when that thing makes
like a fire hose?"
Dolores again locked eyes with Denise, and nodded slightly - more with
the eyes than anything else. Denise nodded, "You're gonna swallow, aren't
you?" The eyes said 'Yes'. "Okay - there are two methods. The advanced
technique has him dumping a load right down your throat - and you're not
ready for that yet. The basic method requires that you withdraw until just
the head is inside your mouth, giving him room to shoot and you time to
swallow. But you're not there yet. Let's talk about the outstroke."
Dolores pulled off, mumbled "'Kay!" and practiced her in-stroke,
holding it at max penetration.
Denise nodded in approval, and continued, "On the outstroke, tighten
those lips and act like you never wanna let it go. Most people say you
should bring it back so that your lips are stopped by the crown, but I
disagree. The crown, and the shaft area just behind it, are the most
sensitive spots on his penis - but you're not stimulating the crown if you
stop there. Pull on back until you're kissing the head, making sure your
lips give the crown Hell as they go over. He'll get extra stimulation that
way." Dolores slowly executed the maneuver, and Tim couldn't hold still.
The sensations were maddening!
"Okay! Now, the most sensitive spot on his cock is right there along
the underside at the base of the head. You want to try to tickle it with
your tongue whenever possible." Denise got down beside Dolores and actually
pointed out the location. "Now, when you're jacking the shaft, vary the
pressure - but don't grip it too tight! And see these hairs at the base of
his cock? Play with 'em - they're what tells him he's balls deep. His
brain'll know better, but that's not what you're dealing with..." Denise
sat back and watched Dolores through a few cycles. "That's it! Take your
cues from Tim - he knows what he wants..."
Tim wanted two things: He wanted to cum like a fire hose, and he
wanted this blowjob to never end! Every time he thought it couldn't get any
better, Denise suggested a new trick!
Dolores was having a ball! Denise had taken all of the uncertainty
out of her efforts, and she was playing Tim's skin-flute like a pro! A
certain feeling of power came over her as she detected Tim's reactions to
her efforts: the gasps, the twitches, the squeezes on her erect nipples, the
subtle movements of his hips as he overrode the instinct to bury his cock in
that incredible throat. She looked up into his eyes, and found him looking
back at her, his face working as he unconsciously processed the various
sensations. She smiled around his cock, and again hummed happily - and that
did it! She watched s his eyes rolled up, and felt him go totally rigid.
His already huge cock began to swell...
Denise detected the impending orgasm, and leaned in, "Pull back to the
base of the head so he's got somewhere to shoot! Tickle those hairs at the
base, or he might lose it and try to drive the thing down your throat!
Okay, now work your tongue on that hot spot!"
Dolores rushed to follow her mentor's instructions as Tim's legs shot
out and he flopped back into a rigid position, yelling "WAAAAAAAA!!!!!" at
the top of his lungs. His cock grew to what seemed to Dolores to be an
unbelievable size, then the massive pulsations began! Tim grabbed two big
handfuls of couch cushion and turned beet red as he tried to pour a quart of
semen down Dolores' throat in shot-glass sized squirts. Dolores continued
to hum happily while striving like mad to keep up with the flood. The taste
was strange - salt-sweet, and a real tongue coater. Dolores knew she was
going to be tasting semen until she got a drink, at least! The quantity was
surprising, and every time she tickled that spot at the base of the head, it
throbbed again, depositing more. Finally, the deluge slowed to a trickle,
and Tim leaned up, moaning, "You gotta stop, Baby! It's just too
sensitive!"
Denise grinned evilly, and said, "Don't let go - just relax your mouth
and stop humming for a while. After he gets control of himself, you can
clean him up - but in the meantime (the grin became more wicked) you own
him! A little flick of the tongue, and he'll flop like a fish!" Dolores
suited action to the words, and Tim thrashed, moaning, "No! God! Ahhh!"
Dolores released Tim's cock from her mouth. She leaned back and
grinned at Denise, then, flattening her tongue, licked the underside of
Tim's cock with a broad swipe from base to tip. Tim stood up eyes bulging,
held in place by Dolores' hand on the base of his cock.
Denise again took up instruction. Reaching out, she gently wrapped
her hand around Tim's scrotum. "For me," she related, "the jury's still out
over playing with their balls. Some like it - others are just too
sensitive. Lick 'em, suck 'em GENTLY, and pay attention to your partner's
reaction. Play with 'em. If you want control, it's a great method.
Believe me, he'll pay attention if you've got him by the balls!" The evil
grin was back. Dolores looked up, smiling, at the look of nervous
trepidation with which Tim regarded Denise. "Now, hold still, Tim, while
she cleans you up!" Denise directed, tugging gently. Tim stood stock
still, fingernails driven into his palms, while Dolores cleaned his cock
with her tongue, fighting not to twitch against the maddening sensations.
Dolores licked her lips. "Gee, that was fun!" she exclaimed.
"Thanks, Denise!"
"No problem, Hon. If it's about sex, just bring your questions to
Mama Denise." Denise grinned. Tim grinned, too, reflecting on the fact that
the 'voice of experience' was a fifteen year old.
Jackie piped up from across the room, "That was a real tour-de force!
I know I learned a lot!"
Denise grinned. "Well, unfortunately, I didn't get in any practice."
She turned her attention to Tim, hefting, then releasing his testicles.
"Nice balls, too." Turning to Dolores, she went on, "Don't let him fool you
- he's got another load in there! Give him a couple of minutes to settle
down, and you can suck IT out, too!"
Tim caught the look in Dolores' eye. "Oh, Lord! She's gonna kill
me!" he groaned.
"Well, at least you'll die happy," drawled Denise. Detecting liquid
sounds coming from the loveseat, she spied Jackie, perched over Terry in a
classic '69' position, bobbing her head over his erection as she lowered her
tiny pussy over his waiting lips. "Well, I see my work here is done..." she
murmured, and strode out.
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