{ASS} <*>Change of Heart~by Virago (New Story)(M/F, oral, humor)
MdmVirago
underage and just plain not supposed to be here, go away.
This work is not to be copied without the express written permission of the
author, that would be me. Protected by my copyright ;)~
Author's note: If you can, read this with a slow, sultry southern drawl . . .
and yes, I know that my sentence structure is a little off and I'm using
apostrophes where normal people don't usually use them, it's supposed to be
like that. Besides, who said I was normal?
Seriously though, any feedback would be appreciated.
Change of Heart by Virago Blue
"How many of them are you going to eat?" He turned a little in the swing,
abruptly changing the tempo of the slow ride.
"As many as I want. Why? Do you want one? Damn, Jimmy, you're so . . .
moody. You want me to come over and then you're so fuckin' rude." Crystal
stood up from the swing, leaving it to bob around in a crazy sort of way,
especially with Jimmy moving around so much. "You asked me over and ever since
I got here, all you keep doin' is asking me what I want to drink, do I want
somethin' to eat . . . my mama feeds me, if that's what yer worried about."
She jumped a little when she noticed the popsicle was starting to melt down her
arm. She wiped at the sticky orange stripe running down the underside of her
elbow. She sucked the melting juice off the popsicle, finally getting Jimmy to
look back at her. All the loud slurping noises finally got his attention.
"Is that good? Must be your third one." She rolled her eyes at his
observation, said a little surly as he picked at the frayed hole on the thigh
of his Levi's.
She decided to ignore that, maybe change the subject so that he would finally
get up enough nerve to invite her inside, maybe to his bedroom. Hell, it
didn't matter, she'd do it right here on the plank flooring of his back porch.
She knew that's what he wanted to do. Somehow she was gettin' the feeling
Jimmy was a little uncomfortable. Travis was out of town, said somethin' about
a fishing trip with his uncle, and she was feeling down lately, like she was
being ignored.
It was a nice day, a little warm for May. She dug out a pair of her old
cut-off shorts and squeezed her way into them this morning after Jimmy called.
Either they shrunk or she gained a couple of pounds since last summer because
she sure didn't remember them riding up on her like they were doin'. It took
all her willpower not to pull the crotch down and give her privates a little
relief from the cut of the stiff fabric. But then again if she shifted her
hips just right, she felt a little ripple of pleasure from down there. Crystal
decided she was going to shift her weight a little, seeing that she was being
neglected. Besides, she wanted Jimmy to get one of his enormous hard-ons she
had heard so much about.
"It sure is a nice day, even if it is a little hot." Crystal leaned her
elbows against the porch railing, arching her back just enough to give Jimmy a
nice view of her ass which she knew hung out from her shorts just a little. In
what she felt like was one fluid movement, she slid one long, lean, tanned leg
to the edge of the porch and wiggled her toes in the sultry breeze. She was
sure Jimmy had gotten an eyeful of her white panties by now. She paused, with
just a slight cant of her head, enough to give him a good view of her profile
while she held the dripping popsicle in front of her lips. She couldn't tell
much, not without turning her head, but she thought he was watching her. Then
she opened her mouth and dragged her tongue along the length of the popsicle,
making sure to catch all the cool, sticky drops that drizzled faster and faster
down the stick. She ignored the slurping noises she had to make . . . just one
of those things. Jimmy seemed to have ignored the slurping noises, too.
Seducing men just wasn't that easy, she decided. If she was going to go on to
Hollywood to become a movie star, her seductions would have to improve.
Practice makes perfect, Mr. Harlowe down at the feed store always told her.
She always was a little confused about that. She already was a champion barrel
racer. She would've asked Mr. Harlowe what exactly he meant by that but he
usually would stand a little to close to her when she gave him a little
attention, like he was going to hump her leg or something. She decided to let
it pass, no use getting old Mr. Harlowe worked up. Daddy said he had a heart
condition.
She stole a few of them magazines from the drugstore a while back, the ones
that tell it like it is, you know, how a woman can go about pleasing a man and
how a man can do things with his tongue and fingers and what have you to make a
woman scream in absolute ecstacy, sort of like she was going to explode and
all. Travis never quite made her feel like she wanted to scream, although she
does admit to hollering a little bit at him, like telling him to fuck her a
little faster. He never lasted too long after that. Somehow she felt like she
was missing out on something and damn if Jimmy didn't look to be the one who
could help her find it. Besides, practice does make perfect.
Crystal turned from the porch, eyeing Jimmy. She leaned her elbows back on
the railing, lowering her gaze a little and then bringing her eyes back up to
meet his. Jimmy's eyes were a little bluer than hers, but she could always get
some contact lenses to make hers look a little bluer. Or maybe lavender, like
Elizabeth Taylor's. He was watching her, but it was still hard to tell if she
was having any kind of effect on him. He brought the bottle of Dr. Pepper up
and swallowed. She watched the way his throat moved, how the muscles in his
neck just kind of waved up and down. His eyes never left her face.
Crystal inhaled slowly, steadying her breathing. She would have to be able to
take those kind of calming breaths when she got in front of the camera for
particularly difficult scenes. Practice makes perfect. What she hoped was
plan B was about to begin. Plan A didn't seem to have roused Jimmy much.
"Jimmy, you and me, we've been friends for a while, like, long enough for you
to tell me truly what you think. You would be real honest with me if I asked
your opinion, a man's opinion, wouldn't you?" Crystal gave him a wide-eyed
innocent look before sucking the remains of the popsicle from the stick. "I
mean, I'm planning my future and I want everything to be just right."
Jimmy pulled one leg up off the ground and rested his arm on his knee that
showed through his torn jeans. It seemed in that one movement about a hundred
or so muscles rippled in his chest, stomach and arms. Of course, it couldn't
have been that many, she couldn't remember exactly how many muscles there were
in the human body, but surely there weren't a hundred. He had nice skin, she
noticed, golden brown in color, all over. Not just the arms, face and neck
like some boys she knew. It just made her wonder more if he even had any tan
lines at all. And would his hair down there be darker than the sandy blond
hair that curled on his head and down behind his ears, just to the middle of
his neck? The little patch of gold hair on his chest was a little darker. He
had a nice chest, with nice arms to match. But then most men who could break a
horse had a pretty good build up of muscle.
"Sure, Crystal, I'll tell you what I think. Go ahead and ask me." Jimmy
leaned forward and put the empty Dr. Pepper bottle on the wood floor. When he
sat back up, he gave her this smile, the kind that makes a girl get that funny
tickly feeling in her stomach and even lower. He leaned back, putting his
hands behind his neck, getting all comfortable and just waiting for her to
start.
Her eyes followed a curious path down his flat belly to the sparse golden hair
that stuck out from the tops of his jeans. The top button of his button-fly
jeans was undone. There went that tickly feeling again. She squirmed a
little, just so the seam in the crotch of her shorts would stop the little
trickle of wetness that she was sure was about to run down her leg. Maybe he
would just think it was sweat. But what if he thought she peed herself? Time
to make a move, and quick.
"Since I'll be leaving for California in a few months I started getting
together some pictures I could show them talent scouts and agents. I got to
have some different ones, different kinds, you know, so that they can get a
full idea of what my talents are. Janie and Beth helped take the pictures
after fixin' my hair and makeup. I think they turned out really good but I
want to know what a man thinks." Crystal fidgeted around in her purse until
she brought out a bright yellow envelope from the Fox Photo. "Here you go,
Jimmy. And be honest, I can take it."
Jimmy leaned forward and reached for the envelope, he gave her this little
crooked smile she thought was sexy. He was always so quiet and reserved, kinda
treated her like a little girl sometimes. Well, he's fixin' to have to change
his mind about that. Crystal handed him the envelope. Another little feeling
passed over her as his fingers brushed against hers. She hesitated long enough
for her pale blond hair to slip over her shoulder and tickle his arm.
She studied his face a little when he looked at the first picture. She would
just have to get used to the embarrassment of someone looking at her naked
body. It was something that was probably going to happen a lot once she got to
California.
"I've been thinking about a new name, you know, like Crystal Shine."
"What? Sounds like a furniture polish to me." Jimmy laughed.
"What would you know about furniture polish? Besides you don't know anything
about the life of an actress. We have to change our names to something easy
and memorable." She pouted, feeling a little hurt that he didn't like her new
name.
"Just ask Jill how much I know about polishing. How do you think that table
in there got so smooth?" Jimmy snickered. Crystal felt like she was missing
out on a joke.
"Anyway, can't you just see that as the credits are rolling by . . . "My Fair
Lady", starring Crystal Shine? I always loved that movie, Audrey Hepburn was
so beautiful. I don't think she even had big boobs either, and that's funny
because most of them Hollywood types go for the big boobs. That's why I've
decided to change that too. My boobs are a little small and they kind of slope
down a little. I've never seen many Playboy models whose boobs slope down the
way mine do. And my nipples just kind of point up, never seen too much of that
either. Seems like I have a little room to be filled in on the tops of my
boobs. It could make for some really nice cleavage, especially with a
Wonderbra. I tried on Janie's Wonderbra and even though I'm smaller than Janie
my boobs just were kinda, like, right there, on my neck. It felt good. But it
would be a whole lot better if my boobs were bigger and on my neck, don't you
think? But my hair, it's alright. It was a good thing I never really cut it
much ‘cept for a trim here and there to keep the split ends away. I heard
having long hair is really good. I've been thinking that I could get me some
of them contacts that would make my eyes a lavender blue color instead of this
smoky blue I've got now." Crystal kept on talking and talking, moving on to
plan C because with the way Jimmy was looking, she needed more of a push, like
the real thing.
He was looking over the pictures, one by one, and every now and then he would
stop and take a deep breath. Sometimes he would swallow, she could tell by the
way his throat moved. Maybe he was blushing a little. It was hard to tell, it
was pretty hot outside. He put both feet on the ground and leaned back and
that's when she saw it--the enormous hard-on she had heard rumors about. No
time to waste now, he was ready.
Crystal quickly unbuttoned her denim shorts and slipped out of them and
struggled a little to pull the baby tee off. She was standing in front of him
in all of her glory, mostly. She was still wearing her white cotton bikini
panties, except she forgot she was wearing the white cotton bikini panties with
the little lady bug pattern all over them.
"Damn." Crystal said as she looked down at herself.
"Damn." Jimmy breathed as he looked up at Crystal.
Something about the way he said that little expletive made a shiver go up and
down her spine. She never quite heard anybody say ‘damn' like that before. It
was nice. She gave him a slow smile, almost a shy smile, as she tucked her
pale blond hair behind her ears. She took a few steps towards him, that was
all it really took anyway to be real close to him, the porch wasn't that big,
after all.
And there she was, standing almost buck naked in front of this man in the wide
open air of a hot May day in her lady bug panties. Somehow the embarrassment
faded as his callused hands lightly and tenderly stroked the outside of her
legs. Up and down, up and down those hands went, teasing the goosebumps up off
of her warm skin. The pictures lay forgotten on the swing, some had fallen
through the wooden slats and lay on the floor of the porch. It really didn't
matter. She had the negatives and could make more copies, he could keep those.
All that she cared about at the moment was how those hands were making her
feel and how his eyes were tempting her to do something wicked. .
She noticed her breath seemed to come a little more ragged, making her breasts
quiver a little. His hands were now lightly stroking her hips, his thumbs
hooked under the elastic of the waistband.
Jimmy's pale blue eyes seemed to burn into her, this time she knew it wasn't
the warm weather. His eyes watched her reaction as his tongue flicked at one
of her nipples. Her pale pink nipple immediately reacted to his warm, wet
tongue, springing to life under the attention he was giving it. He cocked an
eyebrow only slightly as he licked the sensitive nipple, bouncing it a little
with his tongue. Slowly he dragged his tongue down her breast and circled
between them before capturing the other nipple in his mouth. This time he
closed his eyes as he pulled her closer, a little more urgently.
Jimmy's fingers worked around the elastic, burning a path around her waist and
under her belly button. Finally he slipped the panties down her hips and down
her thighs to let them puddle at her feet. His mouth was now on her belly,
sucking at the warm skin languidly. She arched her back, pushing her breasts
higher into the air and grinding her hips slowly against his shoulder. The
feel of his hard, muscled shoulder against her pubic bone brought a moan from
her throat.
Jimmy's hands splayed across her lower back. His fingers felt for the crevice
just below, his hands followed a path lower and lower until he cradled her ass
in his hands. She could feel his fingers gripping her ass. No one had ever
really done that before, unless she counted the groping her and Travis did in
the front seat of his Ford. She liked this a lot better. Skin on skin, his
fingertips exploring the damp crevices of her body and then his tongue began
its own exploration.
His tongue played with the very edge of her clit, the top part, right where
the skin just begins to fold back. He didn't even spread her legs much, just
dug in with his tongue. The tip of his tongue danced back and forth with her
swelling clit. It was heaven. "Hell . . . Jimmy . . . I never imagined . . ."
And that was about all Crystal could manage to get out before the beginning of
a long awaited orgasm blew over her. Her hips shook, her breasts shook,
Jimmy's face shook, as she came all over him. But it wasn't over yet. Oh no.
Because practice makes perfect.
It took a few moments, but only a few, to steady herself, recover from the
orgasm. It was early yet and she had a job to do on Jimmy.
She kicked the lady bug panties out of the way and knelt in front of Jimmy.
Her fingers worked on the buttons on his button-fly jeans. Still a little
shaky, Jimmy held her hands steady as she pushed each metal button through it's
hole until she had undone them all. Damn, it seemed like forever. She looked
up into Jimmy's smiling eyes and tugged harshly at the jeans to slide them down
his lean hips. He had to help with that too. She might have been panting a
little, it was a little hot outside. "You're a beautiful woman, Crystal
Beaureve.."
She trembled a little at the mention of her name coming from his lips. She
never much thought she was beautiful, just alright. Everybody has things
about themselves they want to change, her list was just a little longer than
most.
She liked the way he said her name. When he said it, he cupped the back of
her head with his hand and dug his fingers deep into the hair at the nape of
her neck. She didn't need much of a push. His cock was standing proud and
naked right there in front of her face. All she could think of at that moment
was how much she wanted to taste him, feel his silky cock head on her tongue.
But for right now she just wanted to look at it, just for a little while.
It was a beautiful sight. She ran her finger lightly over a large vein just
under the skin, following its snaking path right on up to the firm ridge of the
head. She followed that path with her tongue until she ended up at the same
spot her finger ended up, right at the ridge. He tasted salty. And something
else too, except she couldn't figure out what. But it was alright, she liked
the taste.
When she looked back up into his eyes she saw desire, not lust. Other's just
kind of looked at her like they were in pain and she needed to hurry up. Not
Jimmy. His fingers slowly caressed the back of her head and he smiled, real
slow. Crystal looked back to his cock, licking the taste of him from her lips.
She watched as a glistening drop of precum perched on the tip of his cock,
getting a little larger as she watched. She could almost see herself in it.
She touched it with her fingertip and smiled as it stretched and got a little
stringy. She touched her bottom lip with the rest of the drop from her finger.
Her tongue passed over her lower lip and tasted him again.
With what she hoped was a sultry look, she perched on her knees and lowered
her mouth over his cock. She rolled her tongue around it and tried to take it
in deeper but it was too big. She sucked and moved up and down over him,
stroking him in rhythm with one of her hands. Every now and then she would let
her teeth ever so lightly graze the head of his cock. Janie had told her about
that little trick. Jimmy groaned a little and his hips came up off the swing.
The swing continued moving, adding more to the stroking, sucking and moaning.
His cock popped out of her mouth a few times, dripping wet with a mixture of
her saliva and him. She slurped it back in, almost like the orange popsicle.
Except this was much better. And it wasn't orange.
She loved sucking off her boyfriends. It did feel kind of powerful but for
some reason all she could think about when she was on Jimmy was how she wanted
to make him feel. It was obvious to her and anyone else who might be spying on
them in the woods that Jimmy was enjoying the attention she was paying him.
She pressed with her fingers on that firm spot right behind his drawn up balls.
It wasn't too long before Jimmy groaned and stiffened up a little. Crystal
sucked one last time before feeling the dance of his cock when he came. She
moaned when she felt the warm stream of cum fill her mouth. Some of her
girlfriends don't much care for the taste, some won't even let their boyfriends
get off in their mouth, but blowing was just something she took a liking too
early on. Good thing too. From what she heard she would be doing a lot of
those in her lifetime. Best if you like it.
Crystal sat back on her knees, catching a drop of semen with the back of her
hand before it slid down her chin. Jimmy hadn't gone completely limp but he
did look like he needed a chance to recover for a little bit. She wasn't
finished yet. At least she hoped.
His pale blue eyes met hers for a long moment. She wasn't going to look away.
He didn't either.
"C'mere." The way Jimmy said it was kind of like a demand but not really. It
made her tingle again, and she didn't waste any time getting up off her knees
and standing in front of him.
"What?" That wasn't exactly what she had planned to say, it just slipped.
She would have to make sure to be more in control of her vocabulary.
"I want you to fuck me, Jimmy. I need it. Will you?" Crystal coyly asked
him. She felt pretty sure he wasn't going to say no, but just in case, she was
ready to wrestle him to the ground and hog tie him. She had placed second at
the spring fair in that event.
Jimmy cupped her cheek in his hands and took a deep breath looking up at her
with that sexy half smile. "I said it once and I'll say it again. You're a
beautiful woman." His hand burned a path down her neck, fingering her
collarbone before tracing down between her breasts. Suddenly he stood and
cupped her ass in both hands, lifting her off the ground against him. All
Crystal could do was wrap her legs around his waist and reach for his
shoulders.
Crystal leaned up against his lips and he kissed her back with a hard urgency.
She answered his kiss with her tongue, pressing harder against his body.
Their tongues danced together and every now and then their lips bumped a little
painfully against each other as Jimmy struggled through the back door.
"I'll show you what I know about polishing furniture, Crystal Beaureve."
Jimmy smiled down at her as he lay her down on the kitchen table. It only took
a second but she finally caught on.
Jimmy smiled down at her, his hands slowly parting her legs. Crystal welcomed
him eagerly, only a little intimidated by the size of his cock. She closed her
eyes and felt, breathed and lived that moment between her legs when he slid
slowly inside her. Intense was the only way her mind could describe it but her
mouth managed to put it another way. "Fuck me, Jimmy. Fuck me as hard and as
long as you can."
He wasn't like Travis at all. No matter what she said, he would do it and
still take it farther and longer. Her hands touched and gripped his ass. She
smiled to herself when her fingers rubbed over the calluses on his ass,
calluses only a man who has spent a lot of hard time in a saddle could have
developed. It made her a little more excited knowing that this rough cowboy
was spending so much time on her, making sure she was getting her fill. He was
tender at times, the way he kissed and sucked her lips, paying special
attention to the tickle spot behind her ear. He had his rough moments too when
he held her wrists above her head and pounded himself harder and deeper inside
of her until she would scream out. She could have sworn by now that they had
gone beyond polishing the table and had burned a good size trench in the wood.
Jimmy wouldn't give up, not until she had that one good, long, screaming
orgasm. She wouldn't have believed it could happen if someone had told her a
thousand times, but it happened. And she screamed loud enough for the people
in the old folks home in the next county to hear.
They cuddled on that table for almost the rest of the night. Crystal had to
go home before too long or her brother would come looking for her. Before she
left Jimmy said something that almost made her want to cry. He said, "Crystal
Beaureve, don't ever change anything about yourself. Them blue eyes could make
a man cry the way they talk with just one look. Surgery would take away the
beauty the good Lord blessed you with. Don't change, ever, especially not for
them."
Crystal walked home late that night staring up at the moon, the sweat drying
on her body in the night air and thought the name Crystal Beaureve had a sultry
sound to it, maybe she wouldn't change a thing.