I’m no fool and it seemed to me that Jess needed a genuine caring man, real passionate physical love and a lot less of the religious thing.

 

What could I do about it, I thought?

 

Things began to develop sooner than I expected when we all went off to one of those religious open air festivals for the weekend. Tents and camping gear were all we needed and despite the fact that Jess and Pat were supposed to be an item it was obvious that sharing a tent didn’t mean they were making love. Maybe he didn’t believe in sex before marriage? Whatever the case Jess looked like she could do with some real loving.

 

The weekend passed and we all returned home. The fact that there had been so many phonies in one place hadn’t helped Jess’s religious crisis. She needed a friend and fast.

 

I had to take my chance. I’d overheard Jess saying that she was home alone the following day. I’d also heard Pat say he was working at the local supermarket. Jess’s parents had divorced and her mother worked. Her brother would be at school. This was my chance!

 

I arrived at Jess’s house around noon and rang the door bell. The door opened and Jess stood there clearly surprised to see me. She was dressed in a grey tee-shirt and stretchy training pants. She looked good in anything and her curves were clearly on display giving me a tingle of anticipation in my groin.

 

“Can we talk”, I asked.

 

“Oh…..come in Jack”, she replied with a puzzled look on her face.

 

I followed Jess through to the lounge where she flopped onto the sofa. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra and the cold air in the doorway had made her nipples stand out. I couldn’t take my eyes off them and I’m sure she noticed.

 

“Listen Jess”, I began, “I want talk as a friend. We ARE friends?” I said seeking confirmation.

 

“Of course Jack, what do you want to talk about?”, she replied.

 

We talked for about 20 minutes or so about her weekend and how I noticed she hadn’t looked happy. She was surprised it had been so obvious and admitted that things had been strained on both the romantic and religious fronts. I told her she needed a caring ear and not unexpectedly she really opened up to me telling me how much she cared for Pat and although he said he loved her it just didn’t feel that way. I spotted tears filling her eyes at which point I moved over to the sofa beside her, put my arm round her and pulled her head onto my chest.

 

“I didn’t mean to upset you Jess”, I said stroking her hair gently. “I’ve always liked you Jess”, I continued, “And I think you need some real love and attention”

 

Jess looked up at me and said “Jack……”

 

Before she could finish, I couldn’t stop myself and leaning forward I kissed her lips. They were soft and warm but she kept them closed

 

“Jack, don’t” she said as she pulled back.

 

Ignoring her I kissed her again and this time I allowed my tongue to brush her bottom lip. Her arms which had been holding me back firmly suddenly gave way just a little as her lips opened and our tongues met.

 

Jack, please don’t” she gasped, as our kiss became full and deep and her hand snaked round my neck stroking me gently. My heart already pounding with excitement and anticipation, quickened even more. Jess was clearly turned on as we kissed more and more passionately and her breath grew shorter and shorter. Occasionally we stopped and gazed into each others eyes just to confirm what we both were feeling. She knew I wanted her and I now knew she wanted me but was her desire strong enough? I had to up the stakes.

 

As we kissed I had been stroking Jess’s neck and occasionally her legs. She liked being touched and stroked and it was obvious that passion had been missing from her relationship with Pat. Slowly I slid my hand round to her stomach just under her tee-shirt. The touch of my hand on her soft skin made her gasp and I could feel her unconsciously willing my hand to touch her in other places. She squirmed as she felt sensations in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. Continuing to caress her, my thumb brushed the bottom of her left breast. Again I brushed it and then slowly slid my hand over her beautiful breast circling her erect nipple with my fingers. Jess moaned and her whole body became limp in my arms. She was mine to devour and all thoughts of Pat were a distant memory at least for now.

 

“Jack…Oh Jack” she gasped as my hand now caressed her breasts and I gently lifted her tee-shirt up so I could suck those wonderful nipples. Sucking and nibbling, Jess continued to lose control and give herself over to her needs and desires.

 

From her writhing I knew that she was soaking her panties with love juice. My cock was rock hard, throbbing and screaming to be released but first I had to get to that pussy, the place I had thought about for months. I edged my hand just under the waist band of her slacks. The elasticated waist stretched easily to allow my hand inside. To my surprise Jess was wearing a thong, probably to warm up the backward Mr Pat. I slipped my hand inside and soon found her pussy lips, soaking wet and waiting to be parted. Her partly shaven pussy gave way willingly to my advancing fingers as I pushed them as far inside as I could. Jess moaned and moaned and moaned again sucking my tongue hard and taking as much of it into her mouth as she could as I pushed my fingers in and out of her and alternately fingered her clitoris.

 

“I have to suck that” I said. Her eyes gave me all the permission I needed as I pulled her slacks off and removed her thong. Throwing herself back on the sofa and legs wide apart I pushed my face between her thighs, tongue as deep inside her as I could, then onto her clitoris sucking and teasing it as she quickly came to her first orgasm. It was huge! What have you been missing, I thought to myself, as I delighted in my prowess!!

 

Giving her a few moments to regain her breath we started kissing again.

 

“We can’t stop now”, I said as I gazed into her eyes again.

 

“I know” she gasped.

 

“Touch me” I said, almost begging her.

 

“You have to show me”, she said

 

I unbuckled, slipped off my jeans and boxer shorts and guided her hand to my erect tool.

 

“Gosh” she gasped again, “It’s huge”

 

Not really, I thought to myself and thinking how small Pat’s must have been!

 

Soon I had shown Jess exactly how to pleasure me and she quickly got into the swing.

 

“Suck me Jess”, I pleaded and with that she bent down and put her soft lips round the head of my cock. For someone who claimed never to have done this before she was an expert. Sliding my whole cock in and out of her soft mouth, she licked and sucked in all the right places. Faster and faster my cock went in and out of her mouth and as she felt me coming to a climax I gripped her head and  I gave her all I had in a series of incredible spasms. Quickly realising she liked it she swallowed every last drop.

 

Lying back I kissed her passionately again and rolled in between her legs.

 

“Jack, I’m……It’s my first time….I thought it would be Pat….”, she whispered half heartedly.

 

“Don’t worry Jess, we both need this now”, I reassured her as the head of my cock slipped inside her slowly and easily. Jess gasped in anticipation and gripped me tightly. Jess was tight, no doubt about it, so I slowly and carefully pushed my way through her maidenhead. She gripped me even more tightly as the slight pain she was feeling gradually gave way to more and more passion and desire. I thrust all the way in hard as she spread her legs wide giving me maximum penetration. Harder and harder we ground together until she reached her second orgasm, which was even bigger than the first. I soon realised that Jess liked to kiss deeply as she came which only made me focus harder on the intense feeling in my groin as I too came again pumping my juices deep inside her.

 

We lay together for some time kissing each other gently and stroking each other in an intimate way that neither of us had contemplated a few hours earlier.

 

We cleaned up and arranged to see each other again the next day and as we kissed goodbye I was sure I could see Pat disappearing in her eyes.

 

Like most adolescents my fantasies didn’t stop at girls my own age. There were one or two teachers at my school who were gorgeous and had great bodies. Of course they had great legs and the fashion at the time tended to show them off to good effect.

Once into Senior School we had an area where we congregated at lunch time and in between classes. This was conveniently located at the foot of the staircase where we had a great view of one of the teachers referred to above as they returned to the staff room on the first floor.

This  teacher, a blond, liked to wear short skirts. Let’s just call her Mrs Smith. She taught Domestic Science a subject which unfortunately was only available to female students. After al,l male students would look pretty stupid doing needlework and homecrafts! However it did mean that we were deprived of lusting after Mrs Smith’s gorgeous body for an hour every two days. She knew how to dress seductively, not that I believe she meant to other than just to make herself look feminine and attractive like any other woman would do. When she climbed the stairs about 20 sets of eyes followed her every move as more and more of those gorgeous legs came into view until just a glimpse of those white lace panties had my cock rock hard. She used to stay close to the wall but once she realised the effect she was having I’m sure she started to come closer to the banister to give us a better view. Or at least I’d like to think so.

Then it began…

On one occasion I was alone and Mrs Smith came for the direction of the dining hall returning to the class room. She began to climb the stairs. My eyes followed her every step. How I would have loved to run my hands up those legs and inside her underwear. I was rock hard and looking for a quiet place to relieve myself when, suddenly, she stopped, turned and came to the banister. With her right leg on the stair one level above her left leg and bent slightly I had a full view of her crotch, suspenders and all. My heart was hammering and my cock throbbing itself to destruction. I couldn’t help noticing her white lace bra through her blouse covering her gorgeous breasts. This teacher of around 28 years of age was definitely a hot young male student’s idea of a real woman

“Excuse me young man” she said, with what I could swear was a knowing smile on her face, “Would you kindly assist me?”

“Yes miss”, I stammered, failing miserably to hide the awe I held her in and eyes moving from her beautiful lips to her white lace covered crotch exactly at my eye level.

“Thank you”, she replied, “Can you follow me to my room?”

“Of course Miss”, I blurted as she spun round wafting me with her intoxicating perfume. Everything about this woman was sensual and sexual. I ran round the bottom of the banister and caught up with her at the bottom of the second flight of stairs.

“I have a load of books and other items to organise in my store room”, she said, glancing over her left shoulder. I barely heard the remark as my eyes bored into her shapely butt as she ascended the stairs in front of me.

“I’d be happy to help, Miss, my classes don’t re-start for another hour” I replied, having slightly regained my composure.

We arrived at her class room, she dumped her bag on the table and opened the store room door. I followed her inside to find a considerable amount of re-arrangement underway and a set of step ladders open against the shelving to the rear.

“It’s a bit claustrophobic”, she said, “I hope you’re not too hot”

“Not at all Miss”, I replied, lying through my teeth as I thought about the word ‘hot’.

“Firstly I need to retrieve this little lot from the top shelf.”, she said as she gestured towards the ladders. “Would you mind steadying these while I decide on what has to be moved”

Before I could reply she had begun climbing what turned out to be a very unsteady set of step ladders. I leapt forward and grabbed hold of them.

“Thank you”, she said as she looked down with that same smile I had noticed earlier and into which I was reading all sorts of meanings which couldn’t possibly be true or so I thought.

She stopped about three steps from the top and began to move books around on the shelf. The view I had was exquisite. As she bent forward to reach to the rear of the shelving she had to stretch her left leg out to balance herself leaving me with a perfect view of her legs, thighs, crotch and suspenders. I couldn’t help noticing that her panties sunk into her pussy crack slightly. The bulge in my pants returned greater than before, my heart began to pound and I began desperately to think of ways I could get away with touching any piece of this woman and so fulfil countless nights of fantasy.

“Take these” she said softly, wakening me from my dreams, and handed me a stack of dust covered books. Again I was hit by a waft of perfume and as her hand brushed mine gently a bolt of electricity shot through my over-sexed body. I’m sure she was aware of it as her deep blue eyes met mine momentarily. I turned to lay down the books and returned to the foot of the ladders just as she lost her footing and was about to fall. Instinctively I reached up and held her legs firmly. She quickly regained her balance but the feeling of my hands against her stockings was so damned good I kept them there. I might never get to touch them again, I thought! I’m sure she must have felt my hot blood pounding through my fingertips

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“It’s my knee but yes….thank you…Jack”; she spoke my name for the first time. It never entered my head that I hadn’t mentioned my name before. She spun to face me my hands still gently holding her legs just below the knee and with one hand on my right shoulder she slowly came down one step at a time. There was no where for my hands to go except upwards. As she descended my hands slid slowly above her knees until they reached the hem of her skirt on the outside of her thighs. I was dizzy with anticipation and desire, and the smell of her perfume.

“You’re trembling Jack”, she quizzed

“Yes Miss”, I replied

By this time she was at the foot of the ladder leaning on the fourth or fifth step, her right foot on the bottom step, knee bent upward and touching the outside of my left leg, my hands still touching her at thigh level now slightly underneath her skirt. There was no way she could miss the huge bulge in the front of my pants.

“Do I really have this effect on you Jack?”, she enquired

“Yes you do Miss”, I stuttered

“Do my legs feel good, Jack”, she asked provocatively

“Very good Miss”, I stuttered again

“I know you look at me Jack. To be honest I’m flattered and to be honest I like the feeling of your hands on my legs. I think you are a passionate boy Jack”. Her gaze was a little sad I thought and somehow I wondered why life was disappointing for her. Yet I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and suddenly all I could think about was avoiding premature ejaculation and what an embarrassment that would be?

She bent forward and whispered in my ear “Touch me Jack”, and kissed my ear lobe. I turned my face and our lips met. Her lips were softer than anyone could imagine, they parted and our tongues met as we kissed deeply. My hands slipped slowly up her skirt. She wriggled until I was standing between her open legs. Gently I stroked the inside of her thighs moving closer to her crotch until my thumb made contact. It was warm and damp

“Oooohhh” she sighed, clearly turned on. “Touch me “, she whispered again as I pulled her panties to one side and found her inviting and very wet pussy lips.

“Hold on” she gasped as she pulled away briefly and turned the key in the lock.

Returning to her position we continued to kiss deeply and passionately.

By now I was getting into my swing. Slowly I unbuttoned her blouse as she fumbled and found my zipper.  Pushing her blouse to one side I gazed on her gorgeous breasts and reached round to unclip her bra. It was as if she couldn’t wait to have them free and as her bra dropped I bent forward to caress and kiss her nipples. Almost simultaneously she dropped my pants to the floor and I felt her soft hands on my rock hard cock. I couldn’t believe it was happening…but IT WAS. Her breasts were soft but yet firm. I teased her nipples with my tongue and lips. She responded instantly. Young as I was I knew she was very turned on.

“Finger me” she gasped.

Quickly I pulled her panties to her feet and still sucking energetically at her breasts I slipped my fingers inside her swollen pussy. One, then two and finally to her delight, three fingers.  Her clitoris stood out making it easy for my thumb to stimulate it while my fingers slid in and out. How did I know all this I thought to myself while she began to moan and suck my ear lobe.

In a few minutes she came to some sort of climax and everything down there got very sticky. She gasped and lowered herself to my cock. In an instant her lips slowly slipped over the head and her tongue found the magic spot. Rythmically she slid my cock in and our of her mouth, her lips and tongue finding a thousand pleasurable spots, her hands cupping and caressing my balls. Strangely I had time to think that I’d prefer not to cum in her mouth…what an idiot

“Please”, I said, “I want inside you”. I gazed into her eyes and saw longing as deep as my own.

She pulled me towards her and guided my hard cock towards the entrance to her cum-sodden pussy.  The head slipped in about an inch. It was awesome, warm, inviting and like no other feeling ever. Our lips met again as my cock slipped all the way in. What a feeling. I could hardly stand, the feeling was so intense in my groin. Harder and faster I thrust and deciding I needed to stimulate this Goddess as much as possible reached down and fingered her clitoris at the same time. The effect was electric and as she came to another climax I couldn’t hold back any longer and spasmed everything I had deep inside her. Our lips met in another deep kiss.

We slumped apart and looked hard at one another. I could see the look in her eyes saying something like….”You might only be a young and inexperienced man but that did it for me”

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This particular party promised to be lousy and I had lucked out on the female companion side. I had been invited by one of my mates and since he was in a steady relationship I had thought twice about going, but, it was a Saturday night with nothing much else doing so I decided to go anyway…and that turned out to be one of the decisions of the century.

The evening went slowly with a bit of chat and a lot of boozing. All of the unattached women there weren’t really my type so boozing became the main activity and I searched out a comfortable sofa, one of the few not occupied by a copulating couple, and settled into a pleasant alcohol charged haze. I thought to myself I’d finish my drink and then head back home. How wrong I was.

The sofa I had found was in a quieter part of the house where the party was being held and as I was about half way through my last drink a couple came into the room. The girl was stunning, blond, legs up to her armpits, beautiful body and dressed to kill in a short white mini skirt and a tight white top….very virginal I thought…then…no way I thought again. The bloke she was in tow with was a real piece of work. I recognised him as a member of the University athletics squad, a real prima donna, pretty boy and pain in the arse. He was one of those guys whose dicks were a lot smaller than their muscles and almost as tiny as their brains. But, hey, they took longer than a woman in the bathroom! It didn’t take long for my warped mind to get round to thinking how little this ass hole was doing for this gorgeous woman and how a good shag would do her the world of good.

I continued drinking and scanning her body from head to toe, as discretely as possible, of course then, things began to take an interesting turn and altered my plan to go home early when they came across to the sofa and sat down beside me.  We said “Hi” exchanged pleasantries and then the girl, seated between myself and her boyfriend turned to chat to him. Her skirt was short when she was standing and now seated it had rode up another 4 or 5 inches to show her gorgeous tanned legs almost up to her crotch. I couldn’t take my eyes of them.

As parties go this one took the usual course. As time goes by the music becomes softer and slower and the drinking and dancing gives way to romance in every corner of the joint. About this time the girl sitting next to me clearly wanted some action and started kissing her boyfriend’s neck. Unbelievably I got the distinct impression he wasn’t all that fired up…what an idiot I thought. Soon the lights went out altogether and Mr Slow-to-Start eventually started giving the lady some of the mouth to mouth treatment she wanted. Was I envious? My cock roared into action as I couldn’t shut out the sounds and smells of this couple making out beside me.

It was then I noticed that all he was doing was kissing. What is wrong with this idiot I thought again? If I was in his shoes I’d be into every cavity she owned. In an effort to gain his attention she then did something which was to change the course of the evening. She twisted round to lie on her back across his lap, partly sitting up and with her legs across my knees. I nearly choked on my drink. What was I supposed to do with my hands, trapped where I was by these beautiful tanned and very exposed legs? It’s funny what ideas enter the mind! The room was dark, she must have known I was aroused (her legs were resting on my very erect cock!), I was feeling excited and merry with the booze, so, nothing else for it, I touched her legs.

At first I simply rested my hands on her shins but that quickly evolved into a gentle stroking and to my amazement the idiot didn’t even notice I was beginning to touch up his girl. I decided to get bolder and ran my hands up to her knees which at that point were firmly together. As my hand slipped between her legs unbelievably she opened then just enough to let my hand reach between her thighs. It was soft and warm in there and still the idiot had no clue what was going on under his nose. She was hot and responding to everything I was doing.

She wriggled down slightly and moaned as I caressed the inside of her thighs but now I’d reached the limit and could go no further. Shit, I said to myself as I struggled for a way forward and a release for the head of steam now threatening to blow my dick off. I needed a change of tactics so I decided to take a leak and slipping out from beneath her legs I headed off upstairs to the bathroom.

Typically the bathroom was occupied by some jerk and his semi-conscious girl friend indulging in group vomiting. I waited in the darkened hallway and hearing footsteps on the stair I turned to see my vision arriving at the bathroom door.

“It’s taken”, I said as we stared at each other, her eyes lowering to my lips and then to the bulge in my pants.

“Are you taken?” she said with a smile.

“Not yet”, I said as I took her hand and pulled her inside the bedroom door opposite the bathroom and closed it behind.

Our lips met instantly in a deep kiss filled with anticipation. The kiss turned into a frenzy as my hand headed straight up her skirt and inside her panties already soaked from our earlier activities. Our tongues writhed together in a dizzy dance as my fingers entered her wet pussy and explored every inch of her. She gasped and moaned as we collapsed onto the bed amongst the coats and other clothing lying there.

God she was hot.

“It’s too risky to strip”, she quickly gasped.

“No need”, I said as my hand slipped upward inside her top to feel her firm and perfectly formed breasts.

She wasn’t wearing a bra and soon I was sucking and licking her nipples while fingering her pussy and clit vigorously. The urgency of it all made it difficult to know what to kiss and touch next. There was no time. I had to finish this quickly before ass-hole boyfriend came looking for his trophy girl.

Apparently she could read my mind and flipping me onto my back she unbuckled me and took my hard cock in both hands before plunging it into her mouth. She worked me into a frenzy with her lips and tongue.

“Think of this as a car wash before you garage that thing”, she quipped. Shit, I thought this girl has a sense of humour too?

Cupping my balls she soon had me coming to a climax. This was time for multi-tasking I thought and moved myself round into the 69 position. Her pussy, partly shaven, tasted delicious. I greedily lapped away at the juices oozing from her, my tongue penetrating her deeply and fingers teasing her clit. It was hard to concentrate while she was sending me skywards with her expert blow job. I could feel her coming to a climax easily as her breathing changed, her muscles began to tense and relax in a wonderful pre-orgasm followed by our almost simultaneous climax. I came in gallons…and so did she. We drank each others juices, swallowing the nectar and caught our breath for a few seconds.

I knew we could have easily made this an all night session of passionate love-making but as I said time was of the essence so, with my cock still rock hard I rolled between her legs and slipped it inside her waiting pussy. Her orgasm had prepared the way beautifully and my dick slipped all the way in until our bodies ground together. It felt so tight reinforcing my belief that her “boyfriend” was far from well endowed. She moaned as I thrust my way in….

“What’s your name?” she whispered

“I’m Jack”, I replied quickly without missing a stroke, “And I know what you’re going to ask. But don’t worry. I will find you”

She gripped me tightly and we kissed deeply as she had her second orgasm. She was enjoying what I figured to be her first real love making session. Soon I filled her with my seed and entered into that hazy dream like state which comes with every good climax. It was unbelievable.

10 minutes had passed and bearing in mind this had to be a rush job she re-arranged her clothes and headed for the bathroom.

It wasn’t long before we met again…and again…and again