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By Ann Douglas
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Part Four
Christine’s response came in non-verbal
form. She took Jim’s hand and led him off the
bed to a standing position next to it. She kissed
him softly, again and again. First on his lips and
then on his cheeks. Finally, inch by inch, she
began to kiss and lick her way down across his
chest.
Again and again, she pressed her lips
against his male nipples, running her tongue
around the pink circles around them. Jim had
never had a girl play with his nipples before and
never considered that it could be pleasurable for a
guy as well. It was a pleasant revelation.
She continued downward, dropping to her
knees. Jim assumed that he was about to get
another blowjob, but was very wrong. That
would come later. For now, Christine was as
eager to explore his young body as he was hers.
In pure numbers, Jim had already had six
times as many lovers as his older partner. But
while he had the variety, she’d had the years of
familiarity in which to explore the fullest range of
sexual acts.
She ran her fingernails across the smooth
cheeks of his ass, following their wake with her
lips and tongue. Jim jumped as he felt his cheeks
spread apart and something wet and soft brush
against his most sensitive of openings. Again and
again, her tongue lashed up and within his ass,
bringing a second new delight to the young man.
As her tongue worked it’s magic, one
slender hand reached around his waist and took
hold of his rock hard cock. Manicured fingers
gently moved up and down its length, keeping
time with the movement of her tongue. The dual
action sent a double spark through him. A practice
hand kept him from the embarrassment he worried
about when she had stripped.
Her free hand continued to explore his
form, running up and down his legs, then up and
across his back and chest. Soon no part of his
body had been left untouched by her soft caress.
“You are a beautiful young man.”
Christine said as she finished her exploration and
sat down on the bed’s edge.
Unsure how to respond to a statement that
he was beautiful, Jim simply smiled. He realized
that now it was his turn to explore her body.
Sitting down next to her, his hands cupped
her breasts as he kissed her gently on her lips.
The softness of his kiss changed as he felt his
passion returned, along with Christine’s tongue
which darted within his open mouth.
Following Christine’s example, he kissed
his way down across her neck and down to her
breasts. With boyish enthusiasm, he kissed and
caressed the breasts he had so admired in that old
magazine. The sudden thought that he was only
the second man ever to do so added to his
excitement. Remembering how nice Christine’s
mouth had felt on his nipples, he tried to spend a
lot more time and effort than he usually did on
hers. From the look of enjoyment on her face, he
was sure she appreciated his efforts.
Moving downward, he came to the small
patch of hair that framed her still wet pussy. He
could still smell the scent of her recent orgasm, a
delightful aroma that made his cock tingle. He
kissed the center of her mound, pushing his
tongue between the folds.
Christine responded by spreading her legs
and reaching down to part her lips with her hand.
Jim had gone down on two other girls, but neither
had been a very rewarding experience. He was
sure this time it would be much different.
With the older woman’s fingers leading the
way, he had no trouble finding her clitoris and
quickly went to work on it with both his lips and
tongue. Christine approved of his actions with a
soft gasp. Then she just laid back and closed her
eyes, enjoying his attentions. There was no way
she could compare Jim’s attempts with Ron’s
intimate knowledge of her body, but it was a nice
feeling nevertheless.
Jim’s oral massage was just enough to
push her rising lust over the edge. She had to
have him inside her. Gently easing his attention
away from her pussy, she rolled over onto her
stomach. She lifted her rear upward in invitation,
spreading her legs as she laid her head on the soft
pillow.
“I want you inside of me.” she said.
Jim had never had sex doggy style, as his
friends called it, most girls his age considered it
somewhat demeaning. Evidently, Mrs. Burke
didn’t think so.
Jim moved up behind her. He ran his
hands across her ass, then down between her legs
to her mound. His fingers slipped inside of her
with no effort at all. He smiled as he took his
cock, which was harder than he could ever
remember it ever being, and rubbed the round tip
up and down the length of her pussy, covering it
with her natural lubricants.
Stopping at the center of her pussy, he
pressed forward and inside of her. Christine was
nowhere as tight as the girls he’d dated, but the
sensation of her sugar walls pressed against his
cock was one to die for.
“Oh yes!!!” she moaned as his hardness
filled her. “Fuck me, fuck me as hard as you can!”
Jim eased himself out a little, then pushed
as deep as he could. An even loader moan of
encouragement came from Christine’s lips. He
felt himself filled with unimaginable excitement.
Jim reach around and rubbed his fingers
against Christine's clit. He could see now why she
enjoyed doggy style. The position let a lover have
total access to her sex with both his cock and his
hands. His frantic rubbing of the small nub added
to her enjoyment. Jim began to thrust deeper and
deeper within her, driving on with an
ever-increasing frequency.
His free hand held tight against her cheeks,
until the frenzied motions of both their bodies
grew such that he had to take hold with two.
Christine didn’t seem to mind his abandonment of
her clit. The rapid movement of his manhood in
and out of her more than made up for it.
The excitement of actually fucking the
woman who’d inspired so many of his boyhood
fantasies was too much for Jim to contain for
long. Already he could feel the climax rising
within him. He grabbed her as hard as he could,
slamming their sweaty bodies together. An action
repeated just two more times before his cock
started to exploded. At the last second, he pulled
his cock out of her, splattering his whiteness all
over her back and ass.
“Oh fuck!” he called out as he enjoyed the
orgasm.
Never had he felt such a draining climax,
or one so enjoyable. His body quaked for a few
seconds, then collapsed on top of hers. He
distantly remembered her calling out his name as
he orgasmed, but was too lost in the experience to
reply.
“Oh God, oh God that was so awesome.”
he finally said as he caught his breath.
“It was fun, wasn’t it?” Christine replied
as she turned and smiled back at him over her
shoulder.
“Fun isn’t even the word.” he replied.
Christine reached down and ran a finger
over her come covered ass. She brought it back
to her mouth and licked it clean.
“How bout yummy then?” she asked.
They both laughed.
“I think maybe I should jump in the
shower and wash this all off.” she said as she
climbed out from under him and off the bed.”
“Oh okay.” he replied as he rolled back to
give her room. There was a little disappointment
in his voice as he realized that their little adventure
was already over.
He watched with admiration as her naked
body swayed with each step, thinking how he
would never forget this afternoon to the day he
died.
Christine stopped at the door and turned
back to him. “Want to wash my back, or anything
else that needs washing?” she smiled.
In a flash, a grinning Jim jumped off the
bed and practically ran after her. The adventure
was far from over.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“Honey, is this box part of the stuff for the
troop fund-raiser?” the short haired thirty one
year old blonde asked as she dropped a box onto
the wooden table on the lawn.
In response, the thirty one year old
Scoutmaster turned from the box he had already
checked and starting shifting in the one his wife
had just carried out.
“Yeah, I guess most of this stuff we could
get rid of.” he said some what reluctantly.
“I would think so,” his wife smiled. “You
probably haven’t looked at any of those magazines
in years.”
“Umm, yeah,” he said as he pulled one
magazine from the bottom of the box. “You can
sell them all, except this one.” he added as he put
the plastic covered periodical under his arm.”
“What’s so special about that one?”
Debra asked.
“Well...” Jim hesitated.
“Let me see.” she laughed as she pulled
the book from under his arm.
“Why James Ryan McGuire,” she said in a
fake shocked voice. “A nudie book at your age?
You should be ashamed of yourself.”
“Well its a little more than that.” he
smiled as he put his hand out for it’s return.
“It’s pretty old,” Debra remarked as she
handed it back to him. “What is it, some kind of
collectors item?”
“A collector’s item,” James mused out
loud. “I guess you could say that. Definitely a
collector’s item.” he repeated with the broadest
of smiles.
“Well just make sure that Jimmy Jr.
doesn’t find it.” she said as her attention shifted
to another box. “He sees enough on TV these
days without giving him any more ideas.”
Debra’s words fell on deaf ears as James
was no longer paying attention. Instead he was
looking into years past and remembering the real
Collector’s Item. Whereever she was these days,
he hoped she was as happy as she had made him
durning that long magical summer.
END
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