"There you go again, Danny, and I love every word of it. You still have to kiss me for saying it, though."
She held out her arms to me and I knelt over her, moving my lips down to hers. One arm went on my shoulder and caressed the back of my neck. The other went around my back and lightly stroked. Our mouths blended together, wet and open. Her tongue was the aggressor, moving under my lips, under my tongue, and all around it. Her vaginal juices were all over my face and in my mouth and I knew she could taste them the same as I had. As we broke the kiss, she reached out and licked all around my mouth, trying to get even more of them.
Then Laurie stirred. She put her hands to my chest and with the soft smile she had used before, pushed me away gently, saying, "Now it's time for you to keep your promise."
"I always keep my promises," I said, smiling back at her. "What do you want me to do?"
"Trade places with me, so that I can do you just like you did me. I want to get you naked and look at you and explore everything there is about you." She pushed at me even harder and then slipping around to my side stood up. She reached down for my hands and stood me up right against the sofa. Then she pushed me so that I had to sit down. She stood there, completely nude and unselfconscious, and reached down for my tee-shirt. She pulled it up, and I put my hands over my head so that she could pull it free. Putting her hands back on my chest, she gently pushed me down so that I lay supine on the sofa.
She moved to my feet and removed one loafer and then the other. Then the socks, one at a time. She stroked her hand up my leg until it reached my crotch and then gently rubbed her hand across the bulge of my hard-on. I gasped loudly and moaned, "Oh, God, Laurie, do that much more and I'm gonna go off in my pants."
She withdrew her hand and put it on the top button of my jeans. She couldn't get it loose with one hand and had to put both hands down to undo it. Her nipples rubbed against mine and little electric sparks of pleasure shot through them. I realized that being horny made a man's nipples erogenous just like a woman's. Seeing the goosebumps come up around my nipples, she lowered her head and licked across each one, slowly and sensually. I couldn't help but moan "Ummmmmm" as she did.
At last she got the button undone and reached for the tab to the zipper. She found it and slowly lowered the zipper to the bottom. She rubbed across my crotch in the process and my cock quivered and oozed out more pre-cum into my already soaked underwear. She rubbed her hand back up the bulge as she reached for the top of my jeans, enjoying the exquisite pleasure she knew she was giving me.
She tugged and struggled to get my jeans down. I lifted my bottom from off the sofa to give her room to pull them from my hips. At last they were down to my thighs and she was able to easily take them off the rest of the way. I now lay there naked but for my Jockey shorts. They bulged out even further with the restriction of the jeans removed, and my hard-on made a tent of their front. I looked down, and even though the shorts were white, I could see the whole front and crotch of them was soaked with my pre-seminal flow.
Laurie traced her hand slowly up my bare leg to the edge of my shorts. Her touch was light and fluttering and I gasped as the fingers barely touched the sensitive area high on the inside of my thigh. She dipped the tips of a couple of fingers under the edge of the shorts and rubbed them very lightly against underside of my balls. My hips jerked up in a pleasure reaction and I moaned again.
Then her hands moved to the top of my Jockey shorts and I knew she would soon be seeing a sight. They came down easier than my jeans, and I only had to lift my ass slightly to get them past my buttocks. My hard-on was major obstruction, though, and Laurie had to lift the shorts high to get them over my balls and rigid, tumescent cock. She strained and jerked them down in one motion. My cock, restrained for so long now, leapt up and stood there, quivering up and down with little movements in time with my heartbeat.
Laurie froze, her hands still, as she whispered, "Oh, my God! Sex-Ed didn't show this. It's beautiful."
Hardly taking her eyes off my cock, she drew my shorts down and over my feet. She felt how damp they were and said, "Your underwear is wet just like my panties were. Do boys get wet like girls do?"
"Yeah. It's almost the same. When a boy get horny and gets a hard-on, pre-cum comes out. It's like a lubricant. It makes it easier to put it inside a girl. I've had a hard-on for almost an hour now, and I've almost soaked my shorts." While I was saying this, some more pre-cum oozed out the head of my cock and ran in a rivulet down the head. Laurie moved up between my legs, dropped to her knees, reached out a finger and touched the glistening bead of liquid. She smeared it around on the head with a little circular motion. My hips jerked involuntarily and I gasped at the touch.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Danny," Laurie said. "Did that hurt?"
"No, no, it didn't hurt. It felt good, real good. It's just that I've gotten so horny seeing you naked and touching you and seeing you go off that I'm right on the verge of going off myself. It would take hardly anything to make me come right now."
Laurie's eyes widened and she asked, "What does a boy do when he comes? Does stuff come out your penis like they said in Sex-Ed?"
"Yes. Jism shoots out the end. It comes out in spurts. It's what contains sperm, the stuff that makes girls pregnant."
"Yeah, we learned about that in Sex-Ed. Teacher told us that if a girl doesn't want to get pregnant she should never have intercourse unless the boy wears a condom. Or be on the pill."
"Yeah, that's so. Only we boys call them rubbers, not condoms."
It looked like Laurie couldn't keep her hands off me, and she ran her hands up and down my thighs from my knees up to where they just barely touched my balls. She stared at my cock as she did so, seemingly mesmerized by it. Finally, she spoke, and asked softly, "What makes a boy come, makes him shoot the stuff out the end?"
"Well, the best way for a boy is to put inside a girl. Boys dream about fucking girls so they can get off. From what I've heard boys say, though, getting off orally is as good if not better than fucking. That's where the girl puts it in her mouth and sucks on it until he gets off. That's called eating it."
"Yeah, I've heard girls in gym class brag about eating their boyfriend's."
"Then there's always a hand-job. Touching a cock and rubbing a hand up and down on it makes it go off, too," I said. "When you touched it while ago, I was afraid I was gonna lose it right then."
Laurie reached out a hand and touched my cock with the tip of her fingers and ran them up and down from the wet, glistening head to its base. "Danny, I want to see you go off. Can I give you a...what did you call it...a hand-job?"
"Oh, yesss... It won't take much, I'm so close to coming right now."
"Tell me how to do it. I want to do it right. I want you to feel as good as you made me feel."
"Just wrap your hand around it and move the skin up and down. Get some of that juice on the end and smear it all over it. That makes it feel even better. This area right here, right under the head, is the most sensitive," I said, pointing to the area on the underside of the glans.
She ran her finger tips through the drops of pre-cum on the head and smeared them all over my cock. Wrapping her hand very gently around the shaft, she made little movements up and down. God, it felt good. I couldn't keep from thrusting my hips up and down to move my cock inside her hand. Sensing that I wanted more movement, she began sliding her hand up and down, all the way from the top to the bottom. Each time she moved over the top, more pre-cum oozed out and provided greater lubrication. I guess it was natural instinct that made her do it, but she put her other hand on my balls and stroked them lightly, causing pleasure to radiate through me. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the pleasure she was giving me.
I wanted it to last forever, but nature couldn't be delayed any longer. Moaning, I thrust my hips up and down and arched my back. My hips strained up against her hand and the explosion came. The first spurt must have gone three feet into the air, flying upward and landing on my chest. More
spurts came and ran down over her hand, falling to my stomach and thighs. Gradually, the flow slowed and only a few drops flowed out. She kept working her hand, carrying me through the orgasm and beyond. Slowly I dropped my hips to the sofa, relaxing until even the small tremors subsided.
Laurie released my cock and rubbed her hands through the come that lay spattered across my body. God, even that felt good when she did it. She raised her hand, still dripping with come, and put it to her nose to take in the odor of my jism. She stuck out her tongue and ran it through some come and took it into her mouth. Satisfied that she knew how come smelled and tasted, she put the hand back down on my stomach and rubbed the come around in circles. "God, Danny," she said, "you really made a mess. Let me go get a cloth so I can clean us up."
I watched her walk to the bathroom, her hips swaying, her ass even more sexy than the way she looked in her shorts. My cock had shrunk a little after I shot off, but seeing Laurie's ass made it come back to its full rigidity. Five minutes after coming, and I was horny all over again!
Laurie came back in a few minutes with a warm, wet cloth. She had cleaned the jism off her hands and was going to give me a clean-up now. She took the cloth and washed the come that smeared my legs, stomach, and chest. Then she started on my cock and balls. The warmth and friction of the cloth made my cock start throbbing again. Laurie was enjoying ministering to my needs and sensed the effect it was having on me. Stroking my cock, she said, "I thought a boy's penis...er, cock...is supposed to go down after he has an orgasm."
"Well, usually it does," I answered. "I was horny for long ahead of time, though, and seeing your sexy behind as you walked out while ago has made me horny all over again. I guess once just wasn't enough."
She continued to stroke my cock and said, "Well, if I'm the one responsible for this monster, then I guess I'll just have to be the one to tame it." Mimicking the words I spoken to her earlier, she said, "Now it's time for you to find out how it feels to be eaten by a girl." She lowered her head, opened her mouth, and took about half my cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around on the head and then moved down to that most sensitive part under the head. She moved her head up and down, imitating the motion she had recently made with her hand. She moved up so that only the head was in her mouth and sucked on it like it was a lollipop. Taking the cock out of her mouth, she swirled her tongue over the head, and then up and down the sides.
The pleasure she was giving me was beyond even my wildest imagination. My hips pushed upward and the muscles in my buttocks and thighs strained against her. I put my hands down to her hair and stroked her head. Through clenched teeth, I moaned out, "Ohhh...Laurie...Ohhh, that's sooo good." She must have remembered how I reacted to having her touch my balls because she moved her mouth down to them and ran the tip of her tongue over the balls in light circles. While doing this, her hand was moving up and down my cock, giving me pleasure on both my cock and my balls.
While her tongue was playing with my balls and her hand with my cock, her other hand was busy too. It moved to my buttocks and to the crease between them. The fingers stroked along the crease and then down to its bottom, to the anal area. One finger stroked across my anus and it was like sparks shooting through me. Laurie felt the reaction, and rubbed in tiny circles over the crinkled spot. She took some saliva and pre-cum that had run down my crease and wet her finger and my anus with it. Then she moved the finger to the center of my anus and pressed in. Slowly the finger penetrated. I couldn't believe the pleasure it gave. She withdrew the finger and rubbed the surface some more.
My hips were jerking upward and I was grunting and moaning in pleasure at the same time. The pleasure kept mounting, and I could feel myself reach a point where it was almost too much to endure. Laurie abandoned my balls and engulfed my cock back into her mouth. She took as much of it in as she could, well over half of it. Her cheeks caved in from the suction, and she sucked and used her tongue in an unbelievable way. "Oh, Laurie," I moaned, "I'm gonna come! I gonna come right now!"
I thought she would take it out of her mouth and finish me off with her hands, but she didn't. Instead, she tried to swallow more of it, and started sucking even harder. It was too much. I crashed over the edge. My hips jerked, my back arched, and I pressed my whole groin area up the center of pleasure in Laurie's mouth. Then the wave hit me and my cock started spasming, jetting streams of come out into Laurie's mouth. She gulped, trying to swallow all of it. She got a lot of it down, but I could feel some bubble out of her mouth and run down on my stomach and balls. I thought that I would have been out of come from the last orgasm, but there apparently much more stored up.
The spasms lessened and slowly my cock began to shrink, after all this time finally to go down. Laurie kept it in her mouth until it was small and flaccid and then slowly eased it out with her tongue. Some jism dripped on it as she did. She raised her head, and looked up at me, a soft smile on her face. Her lips were coated with come, little drops of it were at the corners of her mouth, and a drop of it dribbled from her chin. "Oh, God, Laurie, that was unbelievable. I know my orgasm must have been better than yours because I DID go to heaven."
"Nothing could have been better than mine," Laurie said. "Maybe as good, but not better." She moved up my body, kissing me on the chest, and then full on the lips. I tasted myself the same way she had tasted herself. A feeling of sheer concupiscence flowed through me from the pure sensuality of such a kiss.
We lay there on the sofa together: naked, satiated, spent lovers. We relaxed and kissed slowly, enjoying the afterglow of pleasures. We probably would have dozed, awoke, and made love again if the phone hadn't have rung. We jumped, startled by the unexpected sound. Laurie answered it and made a face at me as she talked. She hung up the phone and said, "Darn! Darn, darn! That was Aunt Betty. It seems that Mom asked her to check on us and she's on the way over here to be sure we get fed today. We'd better get dressed, and you'd better go over to your house until she gets here. We sure don't want anyone thinking we've been...er, been doing the things we just did."
"No. Not with our straight-laced folks," I answered.
"Oh, Danny, I'm sorry. I thought we would have more time today. There's still a lot more I want to know, more questions I want to ask you. Maybe even some more...uh, some more...show-and-tell," she said finally, with just a hint of a smile. "Do you think maybe later on...maybe later on we could have some more...maybe some more...uh, dancing lessons?"
I was thrilled by her question. I had wanted to suggest that we continue our exploration, but didn't want to risk the good thing already going. She had taken it out my hands, though, and paved the way by suggesting it herself. "Yeah, Laurie, I would really like that. I would like some more...dancing lessons."
"I'll see if I can find out when our folks are going to be out of town again. I'll want to make sure we're here alone. Now I'm going to take a quick shower, and you need to run home and do the same. I'll call you when Aunt Betty gets here and has a meal ready."
With Laurie standing there, I quickly got back into my jeans and tee-shirt. "I'll see you later," I said, turning back to her. No word was spoken, but we leaned forward and kissed lightly before heading in our different directions.
Chapter III
After leaving Laurie's house, I went home and showered and changed clothes. The telephone rang about an hour later, and pretending I didn't know about Aunt Betty's being there, Laurie invited me over for dinner. The three of us had dinner together, and then Laurie and I volunteered to clean up the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. During dinner and even now Laurie seemed to sparkle with a new animation. There was a glow about her that hadn't shown before, and it was very becoming.
Laurie had put on pants and a blouse that complemented the blue of her eyes, and her appearance together with this aspect of her personality made her even more desirable. I ached to reach out and hold her in my arms just as she had been only a short time before down in the den. I whispered to her so that Aunt Betty couldn
't possible hear, "Laurie, maybe it's that outfit you have on, but I've never seen you look prettier. God, Laurie, you're more than pretty, right now you're absolutely beautiful."
Laurie leaned toward me, lightly brushed her lips across mine, and with a little soft, almost secret, smile whispered back, "Maybe you're just now really seeing me as a girl. Anyway, you've got to quit saying things like that when other people are around." Then with an impish smile, she said, "That keeps me from collecting my penance."
"Okay, I promise to be good," I whispered, smiling back.
"And you always keep your promises," she whispered, laughing softly into my ear. Turning serious, she continued, "I really mean it, Danny. We have to be careful and act just like we always do. We can't give anyone ideas about us."
"Yeah. You're right, I know. I really do promise I'll watch myself."
The three of us watched television in the den for a couple of hours, and then I decided I had better go home and get ready for bed. I had been home for about thirty minutes when all our folks drove up. I listened to stories about Bridgeport for a while and then turned in. I slept soundly, with no disturbing dreams of Laurie.
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