To Cricket, this felt like young love - that delicate butterfly wing fluttering in your tummy kind of puppy love. She was hooked on him. They liked spending time together, no matter what they were doing.
Deep down she didn’t want it to end. It felt good and it felt right. She wasn’t even sure she had ever felt quite that way for another human being. She had boyfriends over the years, but not as intense as it felt with Jon.
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Jon invited Cricket to join him in trying a trendy cooking class downtown. She obviously said yes. Apparently, people were saying that it was a must-do. They offered new recipes for making sushi and sushi rolls, which to her surprise, were ridiculously hard to make.
Well, the entire concept of raw food was nothing short of being very foreign to Cricket. What she loved to eat most was a medium-well-cooked sirloin steak. There was no way in heck that she was willing to eat raw fish. It just didn’t seem right.
She just wasn’t completely sure how she would break it to Jon yet. She’d have to be gentle, so she didn’t hurt his feelings, but she was not about to put that in her mouth. Yuck!
As they sipped their nice bottle of wine they took in the landscape. The eatery was a floating restaurant over Lake Tanycomo. Cricket was feeling a little more at ease with Jon and the wine was going down smoothly.
“Ok, so a funny story,” Cricket said as she leaned closer to Jon. “When I was in high school, there was a ginormous cattle ranch at the edge of town big enough to cover three counties and an entire lake. It was massive by comparison. So, a few of us girls got invited one Friday night for an impromptu rode of sorts. It was the craziest thing to watch. It was a bunch of drunk cowboys trying to ride young bulls bareback. Who knew what possessed them to do that. Damn, it was funny! One would come out of the shoot, cow hair in hand, holding on for dear life. The look on their faces was more like constipation than determination. It only took seconds before they were flat on their backs, cursing the moon. They probably wouldn’t have done any better sober, beer was their liquid courage. It was too funny though!”
Cricket laughed and laughed. The story was so amusing that Jon laughed with as well. After dinner they decided to take a long walk down to see the river walk. The breeze coming off the lake was cooler than she expected and the night air grew chilly. They moved into the inner circle to warm by the raging fires amidst a spectacular water feature.
A playful awkward kiss ensued as she taught Jon to Texas two-step. She was a bit overwhelmed by the city lights, the live music, the drinks, and being so far away from home and was unsure of her judgement. She thought it was only fair to make him rock back on his heels as well. He looked like a duck out of water trying to count steps.
It was getting late, so they decided to go back to her tiny apartment. Cricket popped the top on a couple of ice cold beers. She was a great hostess when people came over. AS she sat down on the couch beside him, Jon reached out his arm and pulled her in close. Their lips fused and Cricket felt herself melt into his arms. Their kiss began to heat up with passion as their tongues entwined and explored each other’s mouths. Jon’s hands caressed Cricket’s body getting to know her every curve. Cricket loved the feel of Jon’s hands, so strong yet gentle.
Cricket reached her hand down to feel the thick bulge forming in Jon’s pants. She stroked his cock as he moaned slightly, both of them getting more excited by the second. Still locked at the lips, Jon quickly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off her shoulders, leaving her upper body exposed in a black lace bra. Jon could see Cricket’s nipples forming small peaks behind the lace and this vision drove him crazy with lust. Cricket’s hand never left his crotch, still feeling his manhood through his pants.
Jon guided her to lie down on the couch and brought his head down to her chest. She caressed his tousled hair as he started to kiss her collarbone and then slowly moved his mouth down to her lace covered breasts. As he placed his mouth onto her lacy nipple, he used his teeth to pull her bra down, exposing her breast. Her perky nipple grew even harder with anticipation as he sucked on it, flicking with his tongue. Cricket moaned with pleasure and Jon was pleased with her response. His hand reached up to massage her other breast, pinching and tweaking the nipple.
Cricket was getting wetter by the second and Jon could sense her excitement as she started gyrating her hips, grinding herself against his hungry cock. His lips then began kissing a trail down her belly and stopped at the waist of her jeans. He confidently opened her jeans with one movement and pulled them off of her legs. She put her feet on the couch with her knees bent and breathed deeply as Jon kissed her inner thigh. He would kiss up one thigh toward her hot, dripping folds and then tease her by kissing the other thigh. Cricket was massaging her own breasts and rolling her nipples between her fingers and thumbs, waiting eagerly for Jon’s next move.
Jon grabbed onto the waist band of her black lace panties and pulled them off in one motion. He gently pressed Cricket’s inner thighs, guiding them wider, as he lowered his head down to her sex. She could feel his hot breath on her cleanly shaven pussy as he first brought his fingers to her slickened folds. He parted her nether lips with his fingers and ran them along the length of her slit, spreading her sweet juices over her pussy. He flicked and rubbed her clit with his index finger, driving Cricket mad with desire. Jon loved seeing Cricket so turned on, writhing with pleasure and feeling up her own tits.
Jon quickly replaced his fingers with his mouth, running his tongue along her opening and up to her clit. He lapped at her pussy as Cricket pressed Jon’s head firmer into her pussy. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard while flicking and circling his tongue around the engorged bud. He reached a hand up to one of her breasts and squeezed it, flicking her nipple with his thumb to the same rhythm that he flicked her clit with his tongue. This was starting to drive Cricket over the edge as her breath quickened and tension in her sex grew. Unable to control it any longer she let out a shriek, as her body vibrated in a powerful orgasm.
Cricket immediately reached down to Jon’s pants and tore them open. His dick bounced out at attention through his boxers. Cricket reached into his boxers and grasped his hard and hungry dick. To her pleasure, Jon had a massive cock that she knew would fill her up right. She couldn’t wait any longer.
“I need you to fuck me now Jon,” Cricket said breathlessly yet commandingly as she pulled Jon back on top of her.
Jon complied, eagerly guiding the head of his dick to her soaking wet opening. He plunged his manhood deep into her vagina, and Cricket let out a gasp of deep pleasure. His girthy cock stretched her pussy and the tension and pressure sent her juices gushing. They moved in unison and rhythm as Jon pounded his dick in and out. Cricket drove her hips up to meet every thrust of his hips, and before she knew what had happened, Jon flipped over so he was lying down and she was now on top. She straddled onto Jon’s dick as his reached up and held onto her breasts, pinching her nipples as she started to ride his length. Starting to quicken her pace, Cricket started to feel Jon’s dick hardening even more. He moaned her name over and over as they both exploded in the most intense orgasm of her life. They collapsed beside each other on the bed, their gasping breath the only sounds in the room. Branson is not going to be half bad, Cricket thought as she laid her head onto Jon’s strong chest.
THE END
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