by Terry Towers
"And a swim," he added giving her the sweet sexy smile that sent her pulse racing.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit."
"Geez, yeah. That's too bad..." Jessie watched in amusement as he pretended to mull it over. Holding a finger up to her, he leaned across the seats and reached onto the floor behind her seat. When he straightened back up, he was holding a little white shopping bag and passed it to her. "I picked you up a little something this morning."
Accepting the present she looked from the bag to his eager expression and back down to the bag.
"Well, open it."
Removing the tissue from the top of the bag she pulled out what resembled a bikini, but it was so skimpy that she had some doubts. Arching a confused brow at him, she chewed at her bottom lip a moment. "I appreciate the gesture, but... where's the rest of it?"
His grin widened. "It's all there."
Perhaps by a model’s standards it was all there, but as she examined the white triangle bikini top and matching bottom, trimmed with rhinestones, she had her doubts she'd be able to pull something like this off as well as his former girlfriend.
Seeing her hesitation he leaned over and gave her a tender kiss. "You have a beautiful figure. It'll look great." Pulling back he opened the car door and slid out. "Besides," he added, leaning back down to peer at her, "I'm a guy, what would you expect me to purchase in the way of swimwear?"
She shook her head, laughingly and stuffed the suit back into the bag. By the time she had her handbag in hand he already had her door open and was patiently waiting for her to exit.
"There's always the naked option." he added, once she was out of the car, nudging her out of the way and closing the car door.
"Naked?"
"Sure, sure." With a hand at the small of her back he urged her towards the cabin. "If the suit isn't to your liking then by all means naked is also fine by me."
"Oh, I bet it is."
Looking down at her he smiled, a mischievous gleam in his grey eyes, but said nothing.
Scoundrel! She chuckled to herself as he unlocked the front door of the cabin and began his short tour of it.
****
Once the tour, which lasted less than five minutes, was over, Jeff suggested she put on her swim suit while he started the generator, and changed into his trunks. He'd prepared the picnic beforehand and it was sitting in the trunk of the car until they were ready for it.
Looking in the mirror at herself, she frowned. The suit was easily the skimpiest she'd ever worn, and she found herself thankful she preferred to keep her pussy fully shaven otherwise the suit would have been very embarrassing.
Turning to the side, she examined her rear in the mirror, the bottom sat very low on her hips and tied at the sides, barely coming across her bottom. The top was a triangle bikini top. Her breasts weren't overly big, but big enough that the white triangle coverings over each breast left little to the imagination. If she attempted to swim in it, she doubted it would remain in place.
Jeff had mentioned to her that there were other bathing suits in the dressers if that one was too revealing to her. She appreciated his concern for her modesty, but the truth was that she wanted him, and that being the case he'd be seeing more of her than whatever the suit revealed, so if she couldn't be comfortable around him in the swimsuit he'd bought for her then being naked in front of him certainly wouldn't happen.
She froze, staring at herself in the mirror for a long moment. Did she plan on fucking him tonight? Her body wanted to, just the mere thought of his thick shaft made her wet. Taking a deep breath in, she exhaled loudly. I'll let the night run its course and play it by ear, she decided. Though at the present moment, spending the night naked in his arms didn't seem like such a bad idea to her.
The sound of the generator coming on told her Jeff had everything ready so she exited the bedroom in search of him. Giving the cabin, which consisted of a kitchen, living room, two bedrooms and a fully functioning bathroom, a quick search and coming up empty she determined he must have gone to the beach to set up the picnic.
A warm breeze welcomed her as she left the cabin, hardening her nipples under the skimpy top. She looked towards the water and saw he was exactly where she'd suspected, on the beach, setting up. He'd also changed, and was bare-chested with a pair of green swim trunks on. Her bare feet allowed her to move soundlessly in the sand, it wasn't until she was within a few feet of him that he noticed her and looked up.
As he straightened up, his eyes roamed over her body, slowly down then back up. She couldn't help but give him her own inspection. His chest, which she'd longed to see bare was as magnificent to the eyes as it was to the touch. His chest was broad with nicely contoured muscle, his torso lean and abs a well-defined six-pack. Jessie's eyes dipped lower and the fire ignited within her seeing his cock hardening under his trunks as he made his own inspection of her.
"You look... amazing Jess."
The look of raw lust that flashed in his eyes gave her that extra boost of confidence she needed to feel comfortable in the skimpy bathing suit, if she could even call it a bathing suit. "Well, I'm glad you like it."
The sun was down now, and night had taken over the day completely. The moonlight danced off the water and seemed to call to her. She looked down at the amazing spread he'd laid out for her; it all looked delicious, but the call of the water was stronger than her appetite.
"Do you mind if I take a quick swim first?" She asked over her shoulder already making her way to the water.
****
Jeff watched as she walked towards the water, the warm night breeze blowing her golden hair around her. Damn, if she wasn't one of the most beautiful women he'd ever set eyes on. He knew the minute he'd seen that bathing suit that morning, that it would look fantastic covering her soft curves.
"What are you waiting for?" she called over her shoulder as she waded in.
Not wanting to admit he was enjoying watching her ass as much as he was, he jogged down the beach to join Jessie, who was now at chest level in the water. Dipping down from his sight she reappeared inches away from him.
"In case I forget to tell you later, this is a wonderful date Jeff. Thank you." She slowly slipped her hands over his chest and around his neck, pressing her body tight against his. Her lips grazed the side of his neck causing a deep feral groan to come from him as he snaked his arms around her, cupped her ass he'd been adoring minutes earlier in the palms of his hands and pulled her groin tight against the hard ridge of his cock.
"Why would you…" His question was cut short by a sharp intake of breath as she slipped a hand from around his neck and slid it down and under his swim trunks to grasp his cock. "God, Jess!" Fisting her wet, blond locks in his hand he tilted her head up and brought his lips crashing down onto hers.
As his tongue forced its way past her lips seeking to dominate hers, the feel of her hand as it stroked his swollen shaft was driving him to insanity. It had been sheer torture for him to hold himself back the previous night; how he'd manage two nights in a row was beyond him. Jeff planned on taking things slowly with her, especially when he'd found out she was a virgin, but her soft, delicate hand pumping his dick with the skill of a seasoned pro, was crumbing his resolve at lightening speed.
Releasing her hair, he pulled the material covering her breasts down exposing her round, pert breasts. Her large, tight pink nipples begged for his touch and for his mouth. He cupped one breast and was pleased to see it fitted perfectly in the palm of his hand. Perfectly. He caressed the soft flesh and flicked her nipple with his thumb causing her to moan against his mouth in response.
"How set are you on having that swim?" Jeff asked his voice thick with his lust, as he pulled his lips away from her so they could travel their way down the length of her neck and already walking her backwards toward the shore.
Jessie sighed. "No overly."
Once they were far enough up the beach so that the water only rose to their knees he picked her up and carried her over to
the blanket. Laying her gently down, he positioned himself between her legs. As he bent over her, his lips continued their journey to her exposed breasts.
She clutched onto his shoulders, as his mouth found her left breast. His tongue circled the tight nub, before taking it into his mouth. Jessie's fingernails dug deeper into the skin on his shoulders and she writhed under him in response.
"I need you, Jeff," she whimpered as his mouth left the first breast to move on to the second. Her hips bucked against his, enticing him.
"You have no idea how much I want to feel myself in you, Jess." It was taking all his strength to hold himself back and to hear her tell him how much she wanted him back, it was like throwing kerosene on an already out of control fire.
"Then take me," she pleaded.
Sitting back on his heels, he looked down at her beautiful body. Her eyes looked adoringly at him; her pert breasts heaved up and down with her rapid breathing, and the tiny triangle covering her pussy begged him to remove it.
He pulled at the ties holding her bikini bottom together; they both came free and he peeled the strip of material away from her bald pussy. He palmed her soft mound and she gasped, bucking against his hand.
She watched him intently as he stood and shed his swim trunks, tossing them to the side and exposing his thick, rock hard cock to her. Falling back to his knees he slipped a finger between her drenched folds and knew the moisture was from her desire more than from the dip in the water.
"Have you ever had a man lick this beautiful pussy of yours Jess?" He asked, thrusting a finger into her quivering core.
She shook her head. "No, but I want you to."
Oh dear God! His cock was throbbing so damned hard, if she were to touch his dick he was sure he'd explode on contact. He began thrusting his finger in and out and she bucked against his hand, making soft sensual sounds that continued to drive him insane with desire for her.
She was so tight her pussy clung snugly to his finger, and he imagined how it would feel if that were his cock instead of his finger her pussy was gripping so tightly. Reaching between her legs, she grasped his dick and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts into her moist core. His hips rocked against her hand, as she stroked him.
Confident he could get a second finger into her, he slipped a second finger in and she bucked against his hand again more violently, her moans and whimpers becoming louder and more frequent. Her grip on his cock tightened and her jerking movements became more frantic. His balls became painfully tight and his cock began to throb under her touch.
Continuing to stroke the inner wall of her pussy, he leaned over her and swept his lips over hers and groaned. "Honey, I'm going to come if you don't slow down.
Her pussy clenched around his fingers again, as she opened her desire-filled eyes to gaze up at him. "Isn't that the idea?"
He chuckled. "Smart ass."
Closing her eyes once more, she arched her back and cried out as her grip on his cock tightened even more and she exploded over his hand. Not being able to hold back any longer, he replaced her hand with his own his dick, gave himself three more quick jerks and then released with a loud groan. His warm cum shot out with such force that it sprayed over her pussy, stomach and breasts. A satisfied smile crossed her lips as she opened her eyes to look up at him and a devious gleam danced in her eyes and he then realized that she was in control tonight, and damn if he didn't love it that way.
Chapter 5
Instead of relieving the tension her body was feeling, the orgasm and the feel of his warm cum coating her only fed her yearning for him. Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, her blue eyes locked onto his. "Did I hear you say you were going to show me what it feels like to have your tongue in me?"
Jeff chuckled and placed a line of kisses across her jaw to her to her ear. "Awful demanding for a virgin," he whispered in her ear. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver through her and she clutched tighter to him.
"If I am, you made me this way." Placing her hands on his shoulders she urged him down her cum-coated body and watched in anticipation as his mouth worked its way down until his lips reached the apex between her legs.
She squirmed under him, wide-eyed and waiting. The wait was such torment. "Please, Jeff!"
He slipped a finger along her slit, from her anus to her clit. Fisting the blanket under her, Jessie whimpered and squirmed at his touch. Spreading her pussy lips wide, his breath tickled and further enticed her. He'd barely even touched her yet and she was already barrelling towards another orgasm.
Exposing her swollen clit, Jeff's tongue flicked and circled it. Jessie yelped and bucked against his mouth, wanting more. Needing more!
Keeping her folds spread wide, he continued his torment on her clit, while thrusting two fingers deep into her. She screamed out and bucked a little more violently. His tongue on her clit, wet, but firm, felt incredible. Everything about the way he touched her, made her feel incredible.
He stroked and licked until she was about read to come, and then stopped suddenly, seconds later his tongue had replaced his fingers and was now greedily lapping at the juices seeping from her.
"Oh my God, Jeff!"
His tongue thrust in and out of her heated core, while his fingers took over stroking her clit. She bucked and rocked against his mouth and hand, so close to coming that she was grasping desperately at the blanket under her. Her stomach was in knots as the tension of her impending release grew.
Then it came, the sweet wave of release washed over her body as her nectar greeted his probing tongue. He greedily lapped up the evidence of her release, as her body trembled. With her heart still racing, Jessie opened her eyes and looked down as him just as he looked up and their eyes locked and she felt another chill run down her spine. Damn if he didn't look sexy between her legs. Having licked up every ounce of her juices he sat up and repositioned himself, stretching out next to her.
Sated for the moment, Jessie caressed his cheek, which was just beginning to show an evening stubble, and then slid her hand to the back of his head and urged his mouth down to hers. As his lips touched hers, she could taste her own juices on him and was surprised to realize just how much it turned her on.
She parted her lips to his probing tongue and licked the taste of her from him as her tongue danced and frolicked in his mouth. She slipped a hand around his waist and attempted to pull his hard body on to hers, but to her disappointment he refused to budge and broke off their kiss.
Pulling up from her, Jeff brushed a stray strand of hair back from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear. She could feel his cock hardening against her leg and longed to know what it would feel like in her. Why was he hesitating when she was making it more than a little clear that that was what she wanted?
"I want to, Jessie," his hand slipped back between her legs and cupped her mound, making her close her eyes and moan from the contact. "But I want you to think it through a little more, at least until tomorrow. I don't want you regretting it."
Jessie's eyes flew open and she groaned. Damn he was infuriating! If he had been any other guy she'd ever dated he would have been more than happy to fuck her there and then. But here he was making her wait when she so badly wanted him.
Rolling over so she was on her side facing him, she placed a series of light kisses across his broad chest. Part of the reason she wanted him so badly, aside from the fact he was easily the hottest man she'd ever laid eyes on was that he didn't touch her or treat her like other, younger men did. Another day wasn't going to change her mind.
She trailed a finger down his torso and to his dick. She stroked it until it was as hard as granite and seeping out a drop of pre-cum. She swiped the cum from the tip, locked eyes with him and brought her cum-covered thumb to her lips, licking it off.
Jessie sighed loudly. "Alright. I've waited all these years... I supposed I can wait one more day."
****
While the cabin wasn't anything spectacular, it was cosy. When Jeff asked wh
ether she wanted to go home or spend the night there, she jumped at the chance to spend the next couple of days with him. Monday was a holiday so Jeff was able to spend an extra day at the cabin and she didn't have another shift until Tuesday so it worked out perfectly.
Not expecting to spend the night she found herself with nothing to wear other than what she'd come to the cabin in and the swimsuit, so Jeff had directed her to a dresser in the bedroom which contained a number of his t-shirts and boxers for her to slip into. The t-shirt with the Harvard logo printed across the front that she selected was large enough on her that it fell to mid-thigh so she didn't bother with a pair of boxers.
Exiting the bedroom she found him lounging on the wicker sofa with a hardcover book in hand, wearing a pair of red plaid boxers. Her bare feet allowed her to move soundlessly across the hardwood floor to him. Jeff was so engrossed in his novel that it wasn't until she swung her leg over his waist and settled herself down on him that he stopped reading and tossed the book to the matching wicker coffee table.
"There isn't much to do here at night," Jeff waved his hand, referring to the lack of television. "But we have some ATVs in the shed out back and there are some great hiking trails and of course swimming for us tomorrow. Whatever you want to do, just name it."
Jessie lay over him, crossing her arms over his chest and propping her chin on her arms so she was face to face with him. He raked a hand through her long locks, and the gentle tug of his fingers caused her to moan softly and started a stirring between her legs.
"I'm a little curious about something," said Jeff.
"Oh? Well, ask away." Interested in what was on his mind, she tried to keep herself focused on his words and not on the feel of his body under hers.
"Why haven't you gone to college yet?"
Oh, that. Jessie frowned; thinking about college depressed her - she was the only one of her friends that truly wanted to go, and she was the only one that couldn't. "Well, I wanted to go, but my parents' couldn't afford to send me and even though my grades were good they weren't scholarship good." she shrugged. "I figure if I work a couple of years at the coffee shop then I'll be able to afford to go in another year or two."