Filling In

by Holly Ardent

  Jerry's turn had been arrested when he'd realized that she was completely nude and his gaze had gotten to her pubic area. The pubic area that looked as hairless and smooth as a baby's bottom.

  Donna's chuckle snapped him out of it again. He completed his turn and got comfortable.

  “You know, you don't have to just stare. Since you're staring hard enough that it feels like you're touching me, so you might as well physically touch me too,” she said, “if you'd like...”

  Jerry, who was frozen by the sight in front of him, fought with his body to get it working.

  Do not fuck this up, he thought. This is a once in a lifetime chance, don't blow it. Don't say a thing. Just go over and start touching.

  Moments later he was sitting on the ground beside her, his hand tentatively going to her breast. When he touched it, she shifted to press it more firmly against his hand. A satisfied sigh came from her throat when he spread his fingers and took as much of her breast into his grasp as he could.

  With his fingers fully spread he still didn't come close to being able to hold her entire breast in his hand, but he tried. His fingers slid across the smooth white flesh of her breast, exploring it as he reveled in the feel of her tit in his hand.

  When his finger brushed across her areola, the dark pink circle hardened under his touch. The nipple in the center of it hardened as well, stretching up long and hard from the surface of her breast. He ran the tip of his finger down it and heard Donna take in a sharp breath at the contact.

  His thumb came up alongside his finger and trapped her nipple between them. He brought them together, gently at first, and then more forcefully as her back arched and her breathing quickened.

  Donna's voice was breathy when she spoke.

  “Oh yeah, just like that, maybe even a little harder.”

  Jerry didn't say a word, just squeezed tighter. Donna's hand came over and captured his free arm. She dragged it up and put his second hand on her inner thigh a fraction of an inch away from her bare pussy.

  He took the hint and slid his hand up her leg the tiny distance to get to her pussy. It was warm to the touch and as he moved his fingers around he discovered that part of it was very damp also. He rubbed his hand along the outside of her pussy, every now and again feeling her tense or relax under his hands depending on where his fingers were.

  After a while she reached down and dragged his fingers to the top of her slit, right at the center, where there was a ridge of flesh. He started rubbing there gently and she released his hand. She didn't move her own hand away though, instead she used a pair of fingers to draw back part of the ridge, exposing a small nubbin of flesh that had been hidden under it.

  He decided that she must be showing it to him for a reason, so he reached out with a fingertip and stroked it. The shudder that ran through her body told him just what she'd introduced him to.

  That's got to be her clit and it's just as sensitive as I heard they were. I wonder what she'll do if I keep playing with it? Maybe I should get a little rough on it like she had me do with her nipples.

  He pressed on her clit, gently at first, with his fingertip. Once again she shuddered and exhaled loudly. Then he started moving his finger in circles.

  Her hand pulled away and the fleshy hood that had covered her clit before tried to spring back into its original position. He took his hand from her breast and drew the hood back out of the way like she'd done earlier. He pressed a little harder against her clit as he continued to move his finger in circles and Donna tensed beneath his hands.

  He glanced up at her face and saw that her eyes were closed. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily. He pulled his hands away, determined to continue when he could find a more comfortable position that allowed him to reach her pussy again.

  Her eyes snapped open.

  “Why'd you stop?” she asked.

  When she saw him shaking out his arms, she realized the problem.

  “Oh, sorry. I hadn't thought that it might be an awkward position for you.”

  “It's fine,” he said. “Just give me a minute to find a position that's easier on me.”

  Her eyes flicked down his body.

  “You're still dressed?” she asked, gesturing to his pants. “You should lose those, it'll make things easier.”

  Jerry blushed. Fortunately, Donna wasn't looking at his face. She was staring at his pants as she reached out and unfastened them. When she pushed, they started sliding down.

  “C'mon, strip for me,” she said.

  Jerry sighed heavily and kicked his shoes off. His pants followed right behind. When he reached to pull down his underwear he saw Donna staring at the bulge in the front of them, a hungry look on her face.

  He closed his eyes and slid the underwear off. As a result he jumped when she reached out and ran a finger along the length of his cock. Donna giggled.

  “You're sensitive,” she said, “this could be a lot of fun.”

  Jerry started looking for a position where he could get his hands back to her pussy. After a moment she realized what he was doing.

  “You don't need to keep doing that,” she said. “I'm nice and wet now. Why don't you climb on top of me and take me.”

  His jaw dropped.

  Did I just hear her right? We're sitting here nude in the middle of her backyard and she wants me to fuck her?

  He recovered after a moment.

  “I don't think that lawn chair will support both of us,” he said.

  “You're probably right.”

  Donna sat up and looked around.

  “Lie down right there on the grass,” she said, pointing to a spot half in the sun and half in the shade.

  Jerry glanced around.

  “What about your neighbors?”

  “We've got tall trees and privacy fencing all around the back yard. They'd have to work to spy on us and if they're willing to put that kind of effort into it then I don't mind if they get off on watching. Now lie down.”

  Jerry hastened to obey.

  He felt foolish lying on the ground with his erection waving in the air, but that feeling fled when Donna dropped to all fours next to him. He stared at her dangling, swaying breasts as she leaned over him.

  A delicious warmth enveloped the head of his cock as she lowered her head onto him. His eyes snapped shut and he pushed the back of his head into the soft ground as the feeling swept over him.

  Jerry just lay there, thrilled with the warm wetness enveloping his cock. When his eyes started to snake open they immediately locked onto Donna's tits. As she bobbed her head up and down his cock, her tits jiggled and swayed, nearly mesmerizing him.

  After a few minutes, she drew back and looked at him. His eyes went to her face as she straightened up and he saw a considering look on it.

  “I'm guessing you don't have much experience with this. Am I right?” she asked.

  Jerry blushed again and fumbled his reply.

  “I'm... I haven't...”

  “You're a virgin, aren't you?”

  He sighed and nodded.

  “Don't worry then. I'll take care of it this time, but next time you'll be on top.”

  She swung a leg over him and centered herself over his cock. One hand reached down and positioned it where she wanted before she lowered her body.

  Jerry had thought her mouth wrapped around his cock was the best thing he'd ever felt, but as she lowered herself and he slid into her pussy, he quickly changed his mind.

  Donna's pussy was soaking wet, so as she let the weight off of her legs he felt the moist heat of it surround his cock. His cock felt as though it were surrounded by wet, silken walls that molded to his shape. The walls shifted with his movement and the pressure on his cock slid up and down as she rode him.

  She sped up and he felt his body tense, especially his calves for some reason.

  “I think I'm gonna cum,” he said.

  “You do that. I'll just keep going here unless you get too soft to stay inside of me.
You're young enough that I ought to be able to just keep riding you and bring you a second time though.”

  With those words Donna sped up even more. Jerry had already heard little wet noises as his cock slid in and out of her. Now the sound of flesh impacting flesh rang out each time she slammed down on his cock. It was too much. He felt his cock swelling before a rush of warmth flooded his body. His cock jerked inside of her and she drove herself as far down onto him as she could go.

  Donna held mostly still while he finished cumming. Her only movements were to twitch her hips every now and again, putting pressure on his cock and prolonging his orgasm.

  When he finished cumming, she started sliding up and down his cock again. Within moments Jerry knew that he couldn't take that. He tried to speak, but only unintelligible gibberish came from his mouth.

  “ah, ah, ah, eeeeee...”

  “I'm sorry, is it too much for you? I should've realized when I discovered how sensitive you were earlier on. How about I just do this for a while.”

  She slid back down his cock and went still. Jerry relaxed and nodded.

  “Better, I don't have any idea what that was. It was just too much, I thought my brain was going to explode. My cock too.”

  “That's alright. I'll give you a few minutes before I start up again. You just worry about staying hard inside of me.”

  Like I have to worry about that in the slightest. With her pussy wrapped around my cock it feels as though it's continually trying to get harder, not softer, he thought.

  She leaned forward a bit and Jerry took it as an invitation. His hands went to her breasts and he started playing again.

  “So you still want to play?” she said.

  A moment later Jerry felt her pussy contract around his cock. It wasn't quite enough to trigger the hypersensitivity he'd felt before, but he certainly felt and enjoyed the pressure.

  “Yeah, playing's good,” he said enthusiastically.

  After a couple of minutes of that, Jerry thought that his hypersensitivity had passed. He tried a few tentative thrusts, pushing his hips up off the ground. Donna grunted.

  “Mmmm,” she said. “You ready again?”

  “Hell yeah,” Jerry said.

  She started riding him, slowly this time. Jerry thought he was going to die from the pleasure. The feel of her warm, wet, tight box sliding up and down his cock was torture at the speed she was going.

  “I'm not complaining, but could you go faster?” he asked.

  “My legs are kind of tired, I can try though.”

  Shit, she's been doing all the work here. Now I feel guilty.

  “Or you could slide off of me and lie down. You did say I'd be on top next time, right?”

  She smiled up at him and rose to a standing position. After taking a few strides to stretch out her legs, she laid down right beside where he'd been.

  Jerry shifted over so he was between her legs. He leaned forward on one hand and used to other to guide his cock to where he wanted it. After a little bit of fumbling he felt the head of it slide into her.

  He brought his second arm up to where he could support himself on both and drove himself forward, sliding deep into her pussy. Once he was all the way in he just paused for a moment. The feeling was even more intense in this position than it had been when she'd been riding him.

  After that one moment he started sliding in and out of her, slowly picking up speed. He didn't feel any need to cum, having done so just a few minutes ago, and he wondered what else he could do to make it good for her.

  That thought wandered through his mind as he continued to speed up. Before long he heard the little wet noises again. Her pussy was dripping wet and every time he thrust all the way in there was a squishing noise. He didn't hear it for long though. As he sped up, the smack of flesh on flesh rang out again, drowning out any other noises they might be making.

  Finally his wondering hit pay dirt.

  I wonder what she'd do if I played with her clit while I was fucking her?

  He tried to reach a hand down to get to it, but overbalanced and nearly fell. Instead he paused for a moment and shifted position onto his knees. He could keep fucking her that way, but he couldn't go as fast and hard as he had been.

  Donna sighed in disappointment as he slowed down in the new position, but when his fingers went to her clit and started rubbing, her sigh was choked off by a loud, deep inhalation.

  Jerry grinned. Her reaction told him he was on to something. He started rubbing her clit as he did his best to fuck her hard, even if he couldn't manage fast at the moment.

  Apparently, his best was good enough. As he stared at her chest, her nipples swelled even more, something he hadn't thought was possible until he saw it. At the same time her body clenched, tightening up everywhere there were muscles, including the ones around his cock.

  Shit, I thought I was going to last for a while. What the hell is she packing down there, a vise?

  He knew it wasn't going to be long before he came, but he was pretty sure that she was cumming already. He couldn't think of any other reason for the way her body was reacting.

  If I'm gonna cum again, I'm going all out.

  He sped up his thrusts until he thought he was going to hurt himself and at the same time, his fingers started moving faster and harder against her clit.

  Donna let out a long drawn-out moan. At the same time, her back arched and her mouth opened wide. She went completely tense and held that position for a few seconds before she slammed her back down to the ground hard enough that he worried she was going to hurt herself.

  The worries were blown out of his mind. When her back slammed down, her hips thrust up. His cock was buried in the tightest, and only, cunt he'd ever had. It was so tight that when her hips went back down, he was dragged with her. Moments later he erupted into her pussy, cumming even harder than he had a few minutes back. Things went gray for a minute and when he came to his senses he realized that he had all of his weight on Donna.

  He lifted himself off of her.

  “Sorry about that, got carried away,” he said.

  She didn't answer. Her face was slack, her eyes closed, and she had a vacant smile on her face.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  Her eyes fluttered slightly and her expression tightened slowly until once again it looked like someone was home in her body.

  “Very much so,” she said. “But I'm just going to lie here for a while.”

  Jerry realized that his body also wanted to do nothing for a bit. His limbs felt loose and his mind was floating now that he was sure Donna was alright. He collapsed alongside of her, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin in the patches where it wasn't blocked by the trees.

  Jerry was still experiencing the afterglow when Donna stood up. She started getting dressed so he forced himself up as well. As he pulled his own clothes on, Donna stared at him for a moment.

  “I thought you claimed you were a virgin,” she said.

  He blushed.

  “I was.”

  “You must be a natural then. That was incredible, just what I needed. It's been so long since I was the complete focus of my partner that I'd forgotten how it feels.”

  What is she talking about? All I did was try to figure out what she liked.

  He shrugged and made non-committal noises that sounded like they could've been agreement.

  “Anyhow,” she said, “after that, I'm much happier about getting back to work. How about you?”

  I'd like to do some more of that, he thought. Barring more sex, I'd like to just sprawl and enjoy the afterglow, but I wonder if there will be more sex in store if I keep up with her while she works?

  “Sure thing. I'm ready to get back to work,” he said.

  The nice thing is that I'm not even lying. I'm ready to get back to work if it gets me more sex. I don't even care about the money now. It'll be nice, but...

  The two of them headed back inside, Donna leading him to the next area she wanted to
work on.

  * * *

  Jerry went home slightly disappointed that night. He and Donna had completed two more sections before calling it quits. When they did, she bid him goodnight and saw him to the door.

  It was impossible to feel too badly though. As he rode home he kept replaying his lunch break over and over in his mind.

  That evening Bill ragged on him like normal, but Jerry was immune. He didn't respond to any of Bill's taunts like he normally did and a small smile kept playing around his mouth.

  “Alright bro, what's going on?” Bill asked.

  “What do you mean?”

  “You're not yourself. You've never been able to ignore me like this before. What's got you so distracted?”

  “You wouldn't believe me if I told you.”

  “Try me,” Bill said.

  So Jerry explained it to him. He was right, Bill didn't believe him at first. But after Jerry showed him the hidden text in the job offer and gave him graphic details of what he'd done during lunch, Bill was less sure that Jerry was bullshitting him.

  “I heard a rumor that a couple of other guys got the same kind of deal. But I would've thought Steve would say something about it if that were true.”

  “Bill, it's true. I swear I'm not shitting you,” Jerry said.

  “Good. I'm gonna believe you then. After all, it's about time you lost your virginity, you dork.”

  This time Jerry rose to the bait and the two of them squabbled like normal for the rest of the evening.

  * * *

  The following day Jerry returned to Donna's house for more work. He hoped that there was going to be more than just work again, but after his hopes had been shattered when they were done working the day before, he was trying really hard not to count on it. Until he saw Donna at least.

  She answered the door in a t-shirt and cut-off jeans. Jerry stopped and blinked for a moment, not quite believing his eyes.

  She isn't, is she? I'd swear she's wearing something in black fishnet beneath that t-shirt. There's an edge peeking out from under the shirt. What the hell? I thought when she wasn't interested last night that it would probably end up being just a one time thing. I'm not gonna complain though, she's fucking hot and if she's wearing something special just for me, then she's interested in more too.