sitting across the table from my seat and she had changed into a very nice blouse that was a little low cut and showing some of her cleavage…just a hint of things to come.  I thought I could just make out a hint of nipples under her blouse and wondered if she had not worn a bra under her top.

At the same time I saw the mountain of food that had been prepared for supper and, being a male teenager, my mind changed gears from sex addict to eating machine instantly.

I ate like a staved buzzard on a gut wagon!

Karen was smiling at me across the table each time I would grab another piece of fried chicken. I soon felt her foot moving up my leg and touch my knee. I had no idea where this was going to go but I had an erection and was ready for action.

About this time my Mom asked me to please go into the kitchen and get some more ice tea for everyone. My heart sank because there was no way I was going to be able to hide the huge tent in my pants. I looked at Karen and she was just smiling at me with a very wicked smile on her face.

“I’ll get the tea for him,” she said as she moved her chair back from the table. “He is too busy eating to concentrate on walking or thinking right now”. Everyone laughed as they noticed the pile of chicken bones on my plate and the mouth full of meat I was inhaling at the moment. Â

I just looked at them all, smiled and mumbled a “thank you” towards Karen as she headed towards the kitchen. I continued to cram mass quantities of food into my face and was amazed at the wonderful smells and tastes as they very briefly passed through my mouth.

I looked towards the kitchen to see Karen inside looking back at me. From where she was standing I was the only person able to see her. She reached down, grabbed the bottom of her blouse and quickly raised it up, flashing me a shot of her breasts! She was not wearing a bra, answering the earlier question I had regarding specific items of clothing under her blouse.

Needless to say, the blood that had gone to my stomach to aid in digesting food had an emergency message to head further south to attend a very rapidly growing matter. I was shocked at Karen’s’ flash and the fact she did it with all of our families so close. I was also hard as a cold steel beam and had suddenly quit eating. Apparently no blood remained in the region of my brain that controlled the jaw muscles.

Karen quickly pulled her blouse back down, pointed to her breasts and then back to me with a huge smile on her face. I could see her mouth the words “all yours” as she came into the dining room with the ice tea pitcher. She went back to her seat across table from me, leaned down and placed the pitcher in the middle of the table. Â

As she leaned down I looked right down the front of her blouse and saw those wonderful breasts again. Her nipples had hardened and I could see them outlined against her blouse as she sat down in her seat. As she scooted her chair back up to the table she looked across at me and smiled that wicked smile again and had a gleam in her eyes.

“Thank you for everything” I heard myself stammer and smiled right back at her.

We finished supper, did the dishes and went back outside to do the nightly ranch chores. I loaded up a couple bales of hay into the back of the truck and Karen and I drove out to the cow pastures past the pond. She laughed as the cows saw the truck and came sprinting towards us knowing it was suppertime for them.

“They are just like you at supper time, huh?” she giggled as they crowded around the truck eagerly waiting for me to throw them flakes of hay.

“Yep, and just like you, they are showing me their boobs, too” I said as I threw the hay out to the herd.

She laughed and asked me, “So, did you like that little show in the kitchen?”

“Karen, I loved it. It was a little bit racy and you would have been in a lot of trouble if you had been caught with your blouse above your head, but I loved it”.

“I knew there was no way you would have been able to get up from the table in your condition, and I WAS the one responsible for doing that to you, so I just figured it was fair that I rescue you at the moment. It made me feel all tingly when I flashed you and sort of horny, too” she said as she moved next to me. She reached over and grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. “I really liked what we did in the barn this afternoon. I never knew it could feel that good. I thought I would be embarrassed for you to see me naked like that, but it just felt right to me”.

“Me, too” I said as I kicked the last bit of hay off the truck. I turned towards her and looked deeply into the incredible eyes. “I have never felt like this before. I have been naked a lot in the showers after gym or sports, but never with a girl. I thought I was going to feel weird or scared or strange, but with you I just felt like it was a very special thing”.

I brought her close to me and we kissed deeply, our tongues dancing across each others mouth, exploring and probing with a passion. Her hands came to the small of my back and pulled me into her even closer. I moved my hands to her back and slid them down to her rear and pulled her tight into my hips. I could feel her body move into my growing erection and begin to gyrate slowly against it. Our kissing became hotter and deeper, our hands pulling each other ever tighter against each other.

I pulled back from her, fighting for air and sucking in deep breaths.

“This is incredible” I panted, again looking at the fire in her eyes and those wonderful soft lips. “I need to remember to breathe when we do this”.

“I think my panties are wet again” Karen said as she slipped a hand down her pants. “My goodness, I’m soaked! I even put on a pad so I wouldn’t get my pants soaked…it has never been this wet before!”

“Can I see?” I asked as I began to move my hand towards her pants zipper.

“Sure, as long as I can see yours, too” she said as she moved her hands to my belt and began to loosen it.

“Like I would object?” I said as I lowered her pants down to her knees and moved my hands to the front of her pink cotton panties. I could feel the pad under the crotch of her panties and knew it hid the treasure I was seeking. Â

She had my belt loosened and had dropped my pants down to my ankles. She reached through the fly of my boxers and grabbed my throbbing manhood. Â

I blew a huge load of cum up her arm and all over her hand as she started to milk my erection.

“That was fast” she said as she continued to stroke and milk me.

“Sometimes it doesn’t take much, and this was one of those times” I managed to say. It does indeed have a mind of it’s own at times.

I moved my hand inside down the front of her panties as she moved her legs out just a bit so I could feel her vagina. My fingers moved past her pubic mound, down past the wisps of hair and I felt the top of her slit. I could feel her legs tremble slightly as I let my finger tip slide over her clitoris and move down slightly to her opening.

She was indeed soaked.

“That feels SO good when you do that” she said as she moved her hips into my hand.

“We better take these off if we don’t want them to get stained and smell like sex” she said as she moved back slightly and began to drop her panties down. Just the sight of seeing her vagina again made me tremble with excitement.

“Karen, we need to move over into the trees so no one can see us out here in the middle of the pasture. Just in case someone is taking a little stroll after supper. No sense in taking that risk, huh?” I asked. Every fiber of my being wanted to take her right there in the back of the truck, in front of the cows and everyone. Â

She looked up at me and smiled. “Yeah, we should move out of the middle of the pasture at least. You know of a good spot where no one can find us” she asked as she reluctantly pulled her panties and pants back up and jumped out of the back of the truck into the crowd of cows.

My mind was racing…where can we go so no one can see us but still not worry about us. The pond has lots of trees around it that would hide the truck but was too close to the house. There was a grove of trees at the back of the far pasture that would conceal the truck but cause concern to the adults if they came looking for us.

“Why, exactly, were you parked back here in the trees?” I could hear my Mom asking me. “And where is that fishy smell coming from?” No, we had to find a good safe spot that would allow us the freedom to explore our passions without getting caught.

I had an erection that wanted to explore the hidden treasures of my cousin and by golly it was not going to be denied!

The barn again? Perhaps. Way too close to the house and someone could walk into it at any moment and hear us. I had no plans on being quiet and I know Karen was pretty vocal when she was excited, so unless we planned on wearing gags, we had to stay quiet.

No way we could do anything in the house. That was not even an option. So where can we go? Where can we hide out and explore the depths of out mad passions for each other and not be discovered?

The tree fort!!

My brother and I had built the tree fort in a small grove of trees out past the pond years ago.  We used to spend the night up there for a lot of summers when it was too hot to sleep in the house. We had taken a lot of care and time to build it right, too. The roof on it was water tight, so even in a downpour it was dry inside. It was about 10’ by 10’ inside with windows on all sides. A trap door and rope ladder was the only entrance to our castle. It had no electricity or running water but it was our dream home away from home for many years. I had not been inside it for almost a year but it shouldn’t take much to shake off the dust and prepare for our passion session!

“I know the perfect spot” I told her as I laid out the location and story of the tree fort.

“That sounds perfect” Karen said. “How far is it from here?” she asked looking around the pasture fencing towards the far pond.

“It’s back behind that row of trees and really hidden in a giant oak tree. Climb in the truck and let’s go see it” I said as I started up the truck and moved through the herd of cows towards our little love nest. This could be perfect I thought to myself.

It took a few minutes to go through the gates and pastures before we reached the hidden grove of trees that harbored our love castle. You could not see it from the field and almost had to be directly underneath the tree before you saw the fort. We designed it that way and it worked perfectly.

Night was just starting to fall as we reached the base of the tree and freed the rope ladder into the bottom of the tree house. It seemed smaller now than before but I know it did not shrink.

I climbed up first and opened the trap door into the room. It was just as we had left it and it did not appear that anything had moved in while we were gone. I shook out the blankets to make sure there were no critters, alive or dead, and shouted down to Karen to come on up.

She entered the room cautiously as she got to the top of the ladder. “Is it safe?” she asked before moving any further up the ladder.

“Not a single rat in sight up here. Guess the snakes ate them all” I said, which brought her to an immediate stop on the ladder.

“You are just kidding, aren’t you” she asked, frozen in place.

I laughed out loud at her. “No snakes, either. That was for flashing me at supper”

“Ha ha ha, very funny. I hate snakes…and rats. Not real wild about spiders either. You got any of them up here” she asked as she slowly came up the ladder into the fort.

I had not even considered insects before this very moment. We had a few flies in the heat of the summer from time to time but I don’t ever recall seeing spiders or other bugs inside the fort.

“All clear on the critter situation. Nothing alive up here but us” I said as I quickly scanned the corners for spider webs and the window sills for any telltale signs of multi-legged critters. Thankfully we were alone.

“Hey, this is sorta nice up here” Karen said as she stood up in the fort. “You did a nice job building this. You should be proud of this” she said as she admired the view from the windows.

“Thanks for the compliments” I said as I came up behind her as she looked out the window towards the sunset. I kissed her softly on her neck and loved how soft her skin was against my lips.

“Mmmmm…that feels nice” she purred as she leaned her head over giving me even more access to her neck. I continued to kiss her, moving from her ear down to the shoulder then back up again. When I got back up to her ear area I discovered that magic spot I had located earlier In the day in the hay loft.

“Oh yeah, right there…” she whispered softly as I massaged that area with my lips and tongue. She began to make happy sounds, not words, just sounds as I continued my quest for passion. She reached up with her hand and pulled my head into hers as her breathing began to quicken and become more shallow.

“Don’t stop…just like that….keep doing it just like that….that feels SOOOO good” she said with her eyes closed and she moved her other hand up under her blouse to her breasts. She began to finger and knead her nipples which increased the pace of her breathing even more. I knew she was getting close to something that was going to be good for her, and I was getting close, too.

“I’m almost there….don’t stop….this is so wonderful” she voiced into the room. I reached around her and moved my hand under her blouse and cupped her other breast.  This sent a shock wave through her body and caused to become weak in the knees a bit.

“I’m gonna cum….gonna….oh yeah….gonna cum….here…it….comes” she said as her body tightened and wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. I did not stop what I was doing except to move her nipple between my thumb and index finger, causing her to reach a whole new level of pleasure, shouting into the air as her body shook, spasm after spasm, wave after wave flowing over her body. Â

Her knees buckled and I slowly lowered down to the floor on top of some blankets. I stopped rubbing her breast and nipple and began to just slowing stroke her hair and across her belly as she fought to regain her breath. I moved my hands slowly as her breathing began to come slower and her heartbeat eased off just a bit.

“You are amazing, you know that?” she asked, opening her eyes and struggling to regain her bearings. Her breathing was relaxing but her heart was still on warp drive.

“I don’t know about amazing, but you seemed to enjoy it” I stammered, flushed with the thought that someone considered anything I did to be amazing. Perhaps I have a hidden talent that needs to be manifested and trained to a higher level, like what I did with masturbation!

“I made a mess in my shorts for sure with that one” Karen said as she reached her hand down inside her pants. “Yeah, that was a soaker. I knew I should have taken them off when I got into the room.”

I liked the idea she was thinking about taking off her panties when she climbed into the fort. I liked any idea that involved her taking off her panties.

“Well, we can take them off now and try and let them dry off while we are up here. At least they won’t get any wetter” I threw out there hoping it made sense.

“I guess better late than never is better than keeping them on, huh? You had better take yours off, too, unless you have suddenly gained some sort of control over your thingee going off all the time” she said as she pointed to my erection inside my pants.

I was ready to explode at any second, and her pointing that out to me did not make it any better. I agreed it was a good idea and quickly got naked inside the fort. I turned around to see Karen had already taken off her blouse and was sitting down taking off her pants and panties. Her legs were aimed directly towards me and I got an incredible view of her crotch as she removed her clothes.

This was more than I was able to handle and I knew I was going to blow a load any second.

“Hey, are you going to cum again?” she asked as she scooted towards me with her head at my crotch level. “Hold on for just a second, okay? You got to taste me earlier today but I never got to taste you. Just let me know when you are ready, okay?” she asked as she grabbed my rocket and aimed it towards her mouth.

Just the heat from her hand was all it took to move my rocket into a full launch mode.

“Here it comes” I managed to say as the first wave ripped through me like an electric shock. My knees buckled slightly as I felt her put her mouth around my erection and this put me into a whole new level of pleasure I had never experienced. Wave after wave washed over me and stream after stream rocketed out into her throat. She was making some sounds from her throat but I was not in the right frame of mind to ask her what she was saying at the moment.

She began to suck on the end of my erection and used her tongue like she was licking a lollipop. This was an entire new lesson in carnal pleasure for me.

Mind you, I had masturbated a few thousand times already in my young life, and thought I knew about every level of pleasure that can be reached via that method of pleasure seeking. It would vary a bit depending on what I was using for either a visual or mental stimulant at the moment, but I was sure I had experienced every level and sub-level of orgasmic pleasure that could be attained.

I was so wrong.

My knees finally gave out on me and I came down onto the blankets beside her.

“You okay?” she asked me as I rolled over on my back and struggled for a full breath of air.

“Karen, that was so far past what I have ever experienced before, that was so far past incredible, my goodness….let me collect myself here for moment” was all I could utter at the moment.

“Yep, that is sort of what happened to me, too. I mean that it feels good when I do it to myself, you know, play with myself. But what you did was so far past that. I know what you mean now about being incredible feeling” she said as she laid down beside me and moved her hands across my stomach and chest.

“You tasted strange at first but kinda good, too. Sort of a cross between salty paste and plain yogurt…but in a good way. Have you ever tasted it before” she wondered out loud.

“Taste my own cum? No, not that I can remember. Never even thought about tasting it before. Just thought it would be sorta gross I guess. Hey” I asked, looking down at my shrinking member, “did you swallow the entire thing?”

“Well, yes, I did swallow all the stuff that came out, but no, I did not put your whole thingee in my mouth. I liked what I was able to do but you sort of did not give me a lot of time to enjoy it before you exploded. I would like to play with it some more it you’re ready for it” she said, looking down at crotch.

“Karen, it’s always ready to be played with by you. And I promise I will make it last a lot longer this time before I go, okay” I said as she moved down my body and put her head next to my crotch.

She reached out with her hand and placed it around my now limp member and squeezed it gently. I could feel the alarm in my head already going off to start the blood pumping south. Her hand was soft and she began to lightly stroke me slowly, blood engorging my member with each stroke and within a few strokes I was almost hard again.

“That is so neat how it can just do that” she said as she stroked me gently and slowly, a dab of precum beginning to escape from the tip. “Hey, there’s some stuff coming out already. Taste this” she said as she took her fingertip and removed the small dollop of cum from the tip and placed it up to my mouth.

I did not have a lot of time to think about taking my own cum or not. I did not have to think about if it was going to make me gay, weird or an addict of some kind. Â

I just did it,

I opened my mouth and she put her finger inside. I closed my mouth and felt her fingertip on my tongue. I sucked her finger for a second and could taste her finger as well as something else, which I just assume was my own cum. I was very prepared for it to taste like brussel sprout juice or something awful, but actually, it did not have much of a taste to it at all. A bit salty maybe, but not much of a taste. Â

“Not bad, huh” Karen asked as she continued to stroke me.

“Not bad at all” I responded back to her. “A little bit salty, just like you said, but not gross or anything”.

She smiled up at me and moved her mouth down over my member and took almost the entire thing into her throat. That did two things: one was make me almost loose my load instantly, and the other was make her gag.

“Go easy there, Karen. Maybe just a little at a time?” I asked as I settled back down, remembering my promise to make it last longer this time and not explode right out of the blocks.

She placed just the head into her mouth and began to lick and suck. She began to slowly plunge her head further down each time and moved her hand under her mouth to stroke me with each plunge.

I have never been very good at stopping an ejaculation. Frankly, I don’t recall ever having to do it before this moment, so I am not really for sure how to stop the train once it heads down the tracks. I always figured the entire goal of playing with it was to make it explode, and sooner was always better than later. Having never been to the later mode, I was just guessing here, but sooner was always my mode of selection. The faster the better.

Karen is working pure magic on me at the moment, and the moment I have trained for is quickly coming. I have trained very hard and long at how to arrive at this moment. Â

Stopping it? Not so much.

I heard one guy in the locker room say once that he thought of his grandma naked and the guy he was talking to said he tried doing hard math problems in his head. At the time I could not understand why you would want to stop it.

So I tried to think of what my grandma would look like naked. She would be short with white hair, a bit stooped over, long sagging breasts with big nipples, sagging skin down to her stomach, a white haired vaginal bush, and that is where this train almost wrecks again. No matter how sick it sounds, it still has a vagina and breasts….gotta try some math.

I start with multiplication tables and moved very quickly from them to algebra, then geometry and finally to calculus before I was able to feel any slow down in my run away train. And I think this was a crime, too, cause what she was doing to my member should be a highly sought after prize and remembered for life! And instead of that I am questioning the tangents and angles of objects that mean nothing to me except to somehow prolong the moment I have been training for now for years.

Karen was working me like toilet plunger. Up and down, licking and sucking, stroking me with her hands. I loved this too much to keep thinking of higher math. It was time to give in and just let it happen.

I relaxed and just concentrated on what she was doing. It was magic.

I could feel my stomach begin to tighten and knew I was heading down to the end of the tracks soon.

“It won’t be long now. That feels so incredible. Keep doing what you‘re doing” I panted out, letting her know she was making me very happy and the end was near.

I put my hand on the back of her head and can feel the suction and release from her mouth. Suddenly she changes her stroking rate and doubles it with her hand. This kicked the train into warp drive down the tracks.

I can hear sounds coming out of my mouth but have no idea what I am saying. I think I told her it felt really good or something to that effect, but for all I know I just sang “Mary Had A Little Time” in Spanish. Regardless, I feel my nuts begin to tighten and know what is about to happen next.

“HERE IT COMES” I shout out as my entire body spasms, my back arches, my fists clench and a volcano erupts from my crotch. I hear myself screaming in pleasure as wave after wave roll across my body, crashing, building, crashing, building, crashing, building a bit slower, crashing again, am I breathing?

Karen keeps up the pace until I have the presence of mind to hold her head still and then stop her hand from stroking me. I am at a sensitivity level I have never experienced before.

I know my heart is beating cause I can feel the jack-hammer going off in my chest. I am not conscious of actually breathing but know I must be doing it cause I am still alive, or at least for the moment.

That was the most incredible moment of my life.

Karen moves her body up and rests her head on mine. She leans down and kisses me with a deep passionate kiss and I can taste the salt inside her mouth. I know what it is and I could care less. Every fiber of my body is exhausted, but I am alive.

She leans up and looks into my eyes with those incredible sparkling eyes of hers. “Now do that to me” she says.

I can’t move my arms or legs and can barely think. The part that is capable of functioning in my brain is a bit busy sending signals to my lungs to breath and my heart to beat, Yet somewhere deep in my soul is a voice screaming to roll over on Karen’s’ crotch and pleasure her.

“Karen, you’re going to have to give me a moment here, Maybe two or three even. What you just did was so far out there….somewhere….I need a moment here” I could hear myself say as I struggle through the fog in my head.

I have discovered the best thing in life, she will be here for days to come, and I have no idea how I am going to survive the week at this pace.

But one thing for sure is going to happen. From now on I am going to refuse to think about Grandma or higher math.

End of Part Two
Stay tuned for Part Three (Pop Goes The Cherry)

ng my younger sisters panties in the dirty clothes hamper, a slight wind blowing, not much at all and it was ready for action. It was not unusual for me to masturbate 3-4 times a day, sometimes more, rarely less.

My family was from the South and that meant lots of cousins coming to visit during the summer months. They loved to come to California to see the land of milk and honey where we were all supposed to be surfers, tanned and acting in movies, or at least know a lot of movie stars. Instead, I lived 2 hours from the nearest beach, had never seen a surfer or knew of one in our little area, had performed in a couple of school plays (if you call that acting) and could not tell you the names of more than a few Walt Disney actors I had seen at the movies.  We were sort of remote, but I was tanned, so at least that part of the fable was real. Then again, when you work outside all day long during the summer on a ranch you are either going to burn like a match or get tan.

One of my Mom’s sisters, Doris, and her husband, Richard, had come to visit with their family for a week. They had three kids: Mike (a year older than me), Karen (a year younger than me) and Mark (three years younger than me).  I had not seen them in six years and barely remembered them. One disadvantage of living a few thousand miles away from all your kin is that they don’t get to come see us all that often and you really don’t remember them all that well after a bit of time. Dad was always working, so us going on vacation was never going to happen in our family and we just had to rely on everyone coming to see us.

When their car pulled up in front of the ranch house and they started piling out of the car I noticed Karen. She was not a model in any manner, but cute. She was more like the nice girl next door, or that sweet girl in class you have grown up with for years. She had long dark blonde hair, a killer smile, blue eyes that sparkled when she smiled and was wearing shorts that showed off one very long set of wonderful legs. She was wearing a t-shirt that showed she was fairly slim and had smaller breasts. It all came back to that smile…and those eyes.

I was almost rock hard in a flash and had to move it straight up in my shorts to keep it from tenting my pants and showing the direction I was about to walk in…oh, that way.  My folks would have killed me if I had greeted my cousins with a hard-on. Not exactly a nice way to greet your Aunt when you hug her…”Say, you’re excited to see me, huh?”

Karen was the one that introduced us again to all the kids in the gathering and we all pitched in and grabbed the luggage and headed inside the house. The house had four bedrooms: one for our folks and one each for each of us kids. Dad had decided we needed to arrange the sleeping as follows: they kept their own bedroom for themselves, my aunt and uncle got my older brothers room, the boys all stayed in my room and the girls got my sisters room. Simple enough.

My older brother, Gary, and Mike had gone off and started talking and my younger sister had literally hung on to Mark as they went into her room to play video games, leaving Karen for me to entertain. I asked her if she wanted to see the ranch and she said it would be nice.

I told her I needed to change clothes real quick and she might want to throw on something, too.  I all but ran into my room and changed into a baggy pair of overalls and the tightest underwear I could find to keep my erection in place. I did not have time to take care of it’s needs at that moment, nor any place private either. I would just have to wait it out, something I had never had to do before!

There was a small breeze blowing and it made her hair fall into her eyes from time to time and she would move it back with her hand and lodge it behind her ear as she walked the ranch with me. It made her look older and even prettier to me.  She had changed into a different shirt that was opened down a few buttons in the front showing a bit of cleavage and a pair of my old overalls that hung on her like drapes.  I noticed that when she bent down to tie her shoes I could see right down inside the overalls and see her cotton panties.

Needless to say I was rock hard inside my shorts and more and more of my blood was heading south from my brain to another organ that was demanding attention. I had no idea how I was going to survive the hour, let alone last for a week.

We walked all over the ranch property and I showed her the pastures for the horses and cows, the alfalfa fields, the pond we used for swimming and was finishing the tour with a visit to the barns. We discussed our favorite music tunes, subjects in school and other mindless drivel. Every time we had to climb a fence I made sure I was right there to help her climb down and to catch another look at her panties. Hey, I was 15 and that was my job.

As we walked through the barns I pointed out where each horse had their stall, where the milk cow lived and our chicken house. We climbed the ladder into the hay loft above the horse stalls and sat down on a bale of hay.  The end doors were open on the loft letting that nice cool breeze blow through the loft keeping us nice and cool and allowing us to look up towards the trees surrounding the pond.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Karen asked me out of nowhere.

Sort of reeling from the shock of the question, I stammered “Well, not at the moment”.  The truth was that I had only one girlfriend and that was two years ago and it lasted for all of three weeks.  I had no experience with girls and had kissed my girlfriend only once, and that was the day she broke up with me.

“Really?” she asked, like it was odd that I was not just beating them off with sticks.

“Yep…well, it’s summer ya know, and school is out and we sort of live a long ways from anyone….” I said and just sort of trailed off into nowhere, mainly because I could not think of anything to say.  “How about you. Do you have a boyfriend back home?” I asked, mostly because she had asked me that type of question.

“Not right now” she said. “I did have one most of last year but he moved away when school ended”.

“Oh…bummer, huh?” I managed to say.

“Yeah.  He moved to Chicago to live with his Mom. He said he would write to me every day but I still haven’t got a single letter from him….bastard” she said.

I was sort of shocked that she had used a cuss word. But she was a city girl and you had to just expect that sort of thing from them I guess.

“I like you Barry” she said as she leaned back on the hay bales and looked up at the ceiling. “You seem like a really nice guy. The girls here must all be crazy to not have you going steady with them”.

“You gotta be kidding me, right?  I’m just a ranch kid out in the middle of nowhere. The girls here all want a city dude that can show them a good time and make the moves on them…that’s not me” I said as I laid back next to her on the hay.

“You got moves, don’t ya?” she asked as she leaned up on one elbow and looked me right in the eyes.

“Sure…I got some moves…not like some guys got, ya know, but I have a few” I said as I looked into those beautiful eyes and had to look away, knowing she could tell I was lying about the moves.

She leaned in and kissed me very gently on the lips.

“That was nice” she said. “Do you like to kiss?”

“Sure, who doesn’t like to kiss” I managed to say as I fumbled for words. Not having any blood in my brain was hurting me at the moment.  All my blood had gone to my groin and was not for sure why I had not taken care of business yet.

She leaned in again and kissed me, this time a bit stronger and longer.  She used her tongue to gently open my mouth a bit more and to seek out the tip of my tongue. I had no idea what she was doing but do recall the guys talking about French kissing and assumed I was now doing it.

I let her explore my mouth a bit more and then returned the favor back to her. I had no idea what I was doing or was supposed to do other than what she had done to me and I was not for sure what all she had just done but it had felt wonderful. Again, no blood in the brain.

She put her arm up on my shoulder and turned towards me a bit so we were now both on our sides. I laid my arm across her and my hand was in the small of her back. I kissed her stronger now, feeling brave, and that made her moan softly. No idea what that was all about but knew it was a good moan and wanted to keep them coming, so I did it again. Another moan, this time just a bit louder.

She moved her hand to the back of my neck and was drawing me in closer and tighter, pressing her mouth tight to mine and letting me explore the entire region of her mouth and tongue.  She began sticking her tongue into my mouth and for a bit we just let our tongues play chase and tag as they went from mouth to mouth. I let my hand move just a bit down towards her bottom and that made her moan louder and deeper.

I kept trying to tell myself I had a really good thing going here and not to do something that would blow it but had no idea what I was even doing, let alone what I could do that would make her stop.

Taking the moans as a good thing I let my hand roam across her rear, feeling the curve of her cheeks and could clearly feel the panty line underneath. She almost stopped moving her tongue when I did this and was not for sure if I had crossed the line or not. I went in for a really deep kiss and moved my hand to the top of her hip at the same time and this time she just moaned and said “That feels good” into my mouth in almost a hushed whisper.

I knew I was on the right track but didn’t have a clue where this train was heading. All I knew was that I had gone farther with Karen than with any other girl and was breaking new ground with each moment and move.

I continued to kiss her and let my hand go inside the back of the overalls and it was actually touching the skin on her lower back just below her shirt and just above her panties. This made her kiss me deep and made me moan just a little, something I did not know I could do. I had a decision to make with my hand: head up towards her bra and breasts or go south towards the Promised Land. I had never been to either location but thought if she let me play with her breasts then heading to the Promised Land would not be that much of a greater leap of faith. North to the mounds was my decision.

I let my hand stroke the skin on her back all the way across, side to side in wide gentle strokes, until I reached her bra. Not knowing what to do at that moment, I decided to go past the strap and keep going towards her shoulders. Again, nice wide gentle strokes from side to side as I let my hand reach ever higher.

With each stroke her breathing would increase a bit and it was becoming more shallow, too.  Her hand went from the back of my neck down inside my overalls and was moving across my back. I could feel her fingernails as they moved across my back, except she was stroking from top to bottom and I was the one moaning with each stroke.

I could feel a puddle in my shorts and knew I had all but filled them with pre-cum. I was hoping it had not leaked out much and soaked the front of my overalls but also knew it would not take long before that happened.

Each stroke my hand made across her back I let it come farther across the side until it was almost sliding across her stomach. I knew I was traveling into uncharted waters and did not even have stories from my friends to guide me here on what to do next. All I could think of was to just keep doing what I was doing and do it slowly.

As my hands touched the bottom of the cup of her bra it made her jump a little and made me jump, too. I was scared she was going to end it right here and now so I moved my hand down just a bit and across towards the middle again, making sure I was not touching the lower side of her bra. She was kissing me like I have never been kissed before, and was pretty sure that was a really good thing.

It was time to either go for it or end it, and I had no intention of ending it right now, so the next time my hand came out to the side, I moved up just a bit until it was resting on the side of her bra just under her armpit. I slowly let my thumb move down towards her breast in small circles on the outside of her bra, with each circle moving down just a bit more, feeling the fabric and the softness of her breast under the bra.

When my thumb had reached her nipple area she moaned really loud and said into my mouth “Oh Barry, that feels so good”. As she said that she moved her hand down and began to rub the top my rear, under my tight shorts!

I could feel her nipple was hard under her bra with my thumb and slowly moved my hand down the side of her bra until I was covering one entire breast with my hand. I slowly began to caress her breast and could feel the nipple hard under the palm of my hand.  Her breathing came faster and more shallow now and her tongue was not as fast to place chase with mine inside her mouth. She was concentrating more on other things at the moment.  With each gentle caress of her breast she would move her hand across my cheek, keeping up with my timing exactly.

As I let my hand caress her breast I moved it up just a bit and let it slowly come down on the inside of the bra and touching the breast itself.  This made her really moan hard and that is the exact moment I shot my load in my shorts.

She noticed me jump as I shot my load and backed away from kissing me for just a second.

“What…are you okay?” she asked in a raspy whisper.

“Yeah, I am doing incredible, but I think I just made a mess in my shorts. I’m going to have to take them off or I am going to get in big trouble” I said as I leaned up and starting taking off the straps of my overalls.

She took her hand out of the back and asked “What do you mean you made a mess in your shorts?”

“I got a bit excited and came in my shorts. It’s really embarrassing and not something I have ever done before, but then again I have never been this excited before either. I need to take these off or they will make a huge wet spot on the front of my overalls and my folks will kill me” I told her as I lifted up my hips and moved the overalls down my body and kicked them off my feet. It was clear what had happened as my shorts were all but soaked in cum and I still had a rock hard erection clearly visible inside my shorts.

“Wow, I guess you DID get excited! Look at all that…is that jizz?” she asked as she leaned up and came in for a closer look.

“Yeah, that’s what it is. I’m sorry to have done that to you” I said embarrassed beyond belief.

“I’ve never seen one hard before…all that stuff came out of you?” she asked as she reached out her hand and touched my cock on the outside of my shorts. As she touched me, my cock jumped.

“Frisky thing, huh? Can I touch it?” she asked as started to pull down my shorts before I could even answer her.  Like I was going to object?

“Go ahead, touch it, play with it, do what ever you want” I told her as I leaned back a little and pulled down my shorts a bit more and felt the straw sting into my ass as I came back down.

Karen reached out and put her hand around my shaft and pulled it back a bit and let it go, making it slap against my belly with a THWAP!

“Sorry about that, Barry, did that hurt?” she cried out as she started to pet it like a dog to make the pain go away.

“No, it didn’t hurt at all” I laughed as I reached down and grabbed it, pulled it down all the way against my leg and let it go making it thump heavily into my belly. “See, they are pretty tough, and it takes a lot more than that to hurt them.”

She reached out her hand again and grabbed the shaft and moved her hand up and down very slowly. “It feels funny…hard on the inside but soft on the outside and hot all over. Kind of neat feeling” she said as she began to tighten her grip a bit and move from the base to the end of my shaft. This brought out a huge moan from me.

“That feels really good Karen. You can go a bit faster if you want” I said as I laid my head back down on the hay and knew I was not going to last very long like this before I blew my load again.

“Like this?” she asked as she moved her hand up and down the shaft, picking up the pace with each stroke. “Does that feel good?”

“Karen, not much more and I am going to cum again” I managed to say as pre-cum was coming out the end now and her hand picking it up and using it as lubrication on the strokes. The fires were building inside me like never before. The more I tried to relax and just enjoy the whole thing the more I could feel the fires inside me starting to consume me. Higher and higher the flames were burning, faster and faster the strokes came, and soon I knew I could do nothing to make this last any longer.

“Here it comes” I said as my body jerked and my hips raised off the hay as a long stream of cum shot across the air and landed on my chest.  She kept stroking me and rope after hot rope shot across my belly.

“Wow, look at all that” she said as she kept stroking, watching my body spasm and jerk with each shot across the bow. Less and less was coming out now and I had to put my hand on hers to stop her from stroking me. Never had I had such an intense orgasm and felt drained of all energy.

“That was incredible” I told her as I patted her hand. “It has never been that good before”.

“So I was pretty good, huh?” she asked with a quizzical smile.

“You have no idea how wonderful that was for me” I said as I turned towards her and grabbed my shorts to wipe the cum off me.

“I wish I had one like that…that looked like it was fun” she said as she laid back down on the hay. “It felt good when you were feeling my breast…can I come like that, too?”

“I have no idea if you can shoot out like I did but I know you can have an orgasm…you know, when it feels really good like it did for me. Have you had one of those before?” I asked, really wondering what her answer was going to be.

“Oh, well, you know, I think maybe I might have had…you know…nothing like what you had though” she stammered, not wanting me to know that she had been exploring her body and that she might have had an orgasm.

“Karen, don’t be embarrassed. Most people masturbate. Heck, I do it all the time.  Have you done it yet?” I asked, really curious about this answer.

“Maybe a few times, but I don’t know that I was doing it right. It felt okay, but nothing like what you did” she said looking into my eyes again with those wonderful sparklers. “You think I can actually feel that good?”

“Sure, why not”

“Can you help me try it” she asked.

“You bet I will help you. Want to try it now?” I wondered out loud, hoping she would say yes. I wanted to see her naked so bad…top, bottom, anything. I had already felt one boob today and she had given me a hand job, so this was already a banner day for me. Everything else would just be icing on the cake.

“Okay, I’ll try it now.  This is a little embarrassing for me cause no one has ever seen me, you know, naked down there before” she said as she leaned up on the hay.

“No one had seen me naked down there before you did today, so nothing to worry about. It will be our secret. Let me help you with those straps” I said as I helped her unhook the straps and unbutton her shirt.  She took her shirt off and was just in her bra on top and I could feel myself getting hard again. She reached around her back and unhooked her bra and let it fall forward off her chest. Almost by reflex she reached up with her hands and covered her breasts.

“It’s okay, Karen, nothing to be embarrassed about. I think they are wonderful” I somehow said as again the blood was on an express train to my groin.

“They’re really small. I thought all the guys liked really big ones” she said as she moved her hands down and revealed her breasts to me. I thought I was going to blow a load right then and there.

Her breasts were small but perfectly shaped. She had small nipples but they were already rock hard and erect, surrounded by an areola about the size of a quarter. Her breasts were firm and stuck out without the need for a bra. “Are they okay?” she asked as she looked down at them.

“My goodness, Karen, they are perfect. Absolutely perfect” I heard my voice say to her. “Your boyfriend has never seen them before?”

“I let him touch them on the outside and once he went underneath my bra and touched them and he tried to go inside my pants once but I did not let him. He was nice but all he could think about was screwing me or touching me or wanting me to touch him. I just did not care that much about him go do all of that with him” she said.

“No one has ever played with me like that before you did today. I think it was sort of special to have you here to do it” I blubbered out loud.

She leaned over and kissed me again, a deep passionate kiss.

I laid her shirt down on the hay and had her lay down on it so the straw would not poke her in the back. When she was laid down on the hay I moved my hands to the overalls gathered at her waist and said “Lift up a bit and I will take these off for you”.

She said nothing but raised her hips off the hay as I pulled the overalls down to her ankles then off onto the floor. I looked back up and saw her small white cotton panties with her pubic mound outlined and blew another load onto the hay loft floor.

“Did you do it again? Geez, that’s three times for you and not even once for me” she chided me as if I had any control over what was happening with my body.

“I’m sorry. I have never seen someone as pretty as you…you know…almost naked in front of me like this. This is kind of new and very, very exciting, and it kind of has a mind of it’s own sometimes” was all I could say as I laid down beside her on the hay.

I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. She parted her lips and invited me in to play tag again with our tongues. I moved my hand to her belly and started to rub slowly towards her breasts as I continued to kiss her.

Small moans were beginning to build inside her mouth again. As my hand reached her breasts she let out a deeper moan and pulled me in with her hands around my head for a deep passionate kiss.

My hand moved on top of her breast and I could feel her nipple harden as I caressed it gently, softly tugging on the nipple with my fingertips. This brought out a very deep moan and she pulled my head in tight and moved her tongue deeply into my mouth.

I moved my mouth down and kissed her on her chin and then moved down the cheekbone to just below her ears. I must have found a good spot for her because she let out a loud moan and pulled me in tight again.

“That….feels really good right there…oh wow this is good” she gasped as I kissed around the nape of her neck and then started to move down her neck towards her chest.  Her breathing was very shallow and very fast.  Her hands were locked into my hair now and pulling me down to her breasts.

This was another first for me. I was rock hard again and knew it would be just a matter of time before I crossed that line again. I have no idea how much cum I have inside me but today was going to be the day to find out.

I was now kissing the top of her breast and could feel the edge of her erect nipple at my chin. I moved down lower and could feel her nipple moving ever closer to my mouth. When I got to her nipple I raised my mouth and covered her nipple, sucking it into my mouth.

“OHHHHHH…that feels incredible….don’t stop….please don’t stop” she gasped at me, pressing my head into her breast with her hands. I had to turn my head slightly to get some air into my lungs as she had all but cut off the paths for oxygen.  I sucked on her nipple and gently grabbed it with my teeth, massaging it with my tongue.

I went to her other breast and started doing the same things. She kept moaning and gasping for air, sucking it in deeply and exploding it out again. She seemed like she was right on the edge of something big.

Boy, was I ever right on that one.

I could feel her body begin to tighten up and her hips raise off the hay.  She was trying to pull my head through her chest. “Don’t stop…..oh yeah….just like that…oh my God I can feel it coming….OHHHHHHHH” she was screaming now as the first wave crested over her and racked her body from her head to her toes like an electric jolt.

Not knowing what to do, I kept sucking her nipple as she rose again for the next wave. I reached up with my hand and touched her other nipple just as the next wave broke over her and I thought she was having a seizure or something. She was jerking and shaking in spasms, sweating like a linebacker in August, but she was obviously not in any pain. And I was not going to run get her Mom to make sure she was okay…she was going to just have to get better on her own!

Wave after wave crashed over her and she finally pulled my head off her breast and said “Enough…enough for now…I gotta stop for a minute…oh wow…what the hell was that…I think I had what you had….did I shoot anything out?” she asked, gasping for air and trying to control her breathing a bit.

“Hard to tell. You still have your panties on but they sure look wet” I said looking at her panties. Wet was an understatement: these were soaked like they had been dipped into the pond! The smell was one I had never smelled before, an odor that was new to me. It was sweet, a little sweaty, but very special. I went closer to her mid-section and looked down at her panties and could clearly see her vagina through them. The vulva and labia were swollen and this was clearly where the odor was coming from. I bent closer to smell her crotch and knew I was in heaven. There was nothing to compare this odor to in my life to this point. This was pure virgin girl, innocent and simple, clean and untouched.

I was hard as a rock again…something I never understood when I got older. I could get hard doing math homework, during a history exam or having my teeth cleaned. If ever I was going to be hard, this was certainly a good time for it to happen. I had kissed a girl, French kissed her, touched her breast on the outside of her bra,  seen her naked breasts, touched and kissed them, now I had seen a vagina through her panties and smelled her wetness. Oh yeah, and got a hand job, too. And none of this involved a magazine, movie or my own hand…a red letter day for me!

Karen was still coming back down to Earth as she reached down to feel the front of her panties and felt the full on wetness she had created.

“Ohh man, I can’t wear these like this….now what?” she said, thinking what her Mom was going to say about the situation.

“Take them off and I will wash them out in the faucet by the barn door. I will wash my shorts at the same time and we can let them dry up here…it won’t take long in this heat” I said as I positioned my hands on either side of her panties, eager for her to vote for my new plan.

“Okay…sounds like it might work. But hurry!” she said as she raised her hips up to allow me to pull her panties down and off her feet. I could not take my eyes off her vagina as I was taking off her panties. I lost my load again.

“How many times is that for you Barry? Good grief…give it a rest would ya” she chided me and shoved me towards the ladder. I was still in the middle of my orgasm and had a few ropes to send towards the floor. I had never walked and cum at the same time, so that was new for me, too.

I threw on my overalls and scampered down the ladder and in just a few seconds had rinsed out my shorts and her panties. Okay, so they were not Tide clean, but the huge cum stain on my shorts was gone and hers no longer smelled like sex. I barely touched the ladder rungs on my way up. She was laid back down onto the hay bales and resting quietly.  I hung the shorts up on some nails in the rafters. With the slight wind and the heat they should be dry pretty fast. And if we needed to do something sooner, well, she was just going to have to jump into her overalls without her panties!

“You okay?” I asked as I laid down next to her on the hay.

“Barry, you have no idea how wonderful I feel at this moment. I have never experienced anything close to what I have felt today. Hell, there are not even words to describe how good it felt.  I had a couple of really fantastic orgasms…well, nothing like you have, but they were the best ever for me. That last one rocked my world….I can’t even explain how incredible that was for me” she said as she obviously was struggling for the right words.

“Did you feel it down there as well as up here” I asked looking at her vagina.

“I felt something down there but I know you did not touch me or do anything down there. I think it was more an emotional thing or something…I don’t know. All I know is it felt really good down there, too” she explained as she leaned up on her elbows and looked at her vagina. She opened her legs a bit and touched herself with a finger and said “Man, I am still soaked down there!”

“Can I touch it” I asked, hoping she would say yes.

“Sure, why not. I don’t have much hair down there yet…” she trailed off as I moved down to get a better look. I moved between her legs and put my head just a few inches from her vagina.

I was in the Promised Land.

She was right, not a whole lot of hair, but what she had was short and wispy and soaked. Her vulva and labia were swollen and barely parted. I knew the prize was inside somewhere but did not really know where or what I was even seeking. I just knew I was in heaven. The odor was intoxicating and like it was coming from her soul. I just wanted to put my mouth down and drink up her wetness. I reached up with my fingers and slowly parted the lips and got my first glimpse of the inside of a vagina.

There was a small little lump near the top with a small flap of skin covering it. I ran my finger a little lower and suddenly the tip of my finger started to go inside her vagina!

I had found the Mother Lode.

I slowly pushed my finger inside her a little and she moaned a bit. I moved it back out and then in slowly again, and another moan.

I think I figured it out.

So did she.

She opened her legs even more and reached up and grabbed my head with her hands and slammed my face into her vagina. I had no idea what I was supposed to do but figured that kissing and sucking worked on her breasts, so why not down here, too.

Let me just say some people have a lot of luck in their lives, and I was a very lucky person this afternoon. Turns out that what I was doing was the right thing to do. I moved up a bit to the little lumpy thing and discovered a whole new level of excitement in Karen. She slammed her legs closed on my head and I thought I would never get another breath of air.

“That feels REALLY good right there, but go easy” she managed to say.

“You’re going to have to let me breathe down here or I can’t go on. I love what I am doing and what it is doing to you but when you close your legs like that I can’t breathe” I hear myself telling her softly.

“Sorry about that…it just felt REALLY good…keep doing that but be gentle” she said as she spread her legs for me and back down I went.

I started out just licking around the sides of her vagina. It tasted fantastic and it seemed to be a good thing for Karen, too, as she moved her hips around to place my mouth at just the right places for her. Soon I was back up to the lumpy thing but knew better than to just suck it into my mouth like an oyster…not a bad thing but not right now. She said to go easy and that was exactly what I was going to do!

I let my tongue play around the edges of the lumpy thing, like I did for her nipples. She seemed to like that a lot as her moans were growing a little louder and her breathing more shallow again. I reached up with my fingers and located the entrance to the Promised Land and gently applied pressure as the tip eased in a bit, bringing a louder moan from Karen.

Slowly I plunged my finger ever deeper into her vagina as I let my tongue dance around the lumpy thing. When my finger could not go in any further I slowly pulled it back out and then back in again. I kept doing that with my finger until I was building up a fairly good pace and she began to thrust her hips into my finger as it thrust into her. I moved a second finger into position and repeated the performance and soon she was thrusting into two of my fingers inside her. She was leaking wetness all over my face and hand and it was wonderful. Her moans were almost too loud now and I began to wonder if anyone could hear us outside. I was not about to stop but also did not want to get caught.

I was getting into thrusting my fingers into her vagina and loved the sound it made as it slid in and out of her. She was getting into it, too. She grabbed my head and pushed it hard into her vagina again, and not knowing what that meant for me to do, I just sucked her lumpy thing into my mouth and let my tongue slide inside the flap and dance for joy.

That was when she slammed her legs closed again on my head and all but screamed out “I’M COOOOMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG…..OHHHHHHHHHH” or something to that effect because with her thighs acting like ear plugs I could not hear a thing. Her body went rigid and started shaking all over. I could feel her vagina clamp down on my fingers and feel the spasms roll through her as she rode wave after wave again. I slowed down with my fingers and had to fight my way out to get some air as she continued her adventure. As she started to slow down a bit I thought about taking my fingers out but could not get them loose from inside her vagina. Every time I tried to ease them out she would clamp down on them again and she would have to ride a few more waves again. I looked up at her and she had her eyes closed and her chest was heaving, nipples erect and rock hard.

All I could do was wait for it to pass and be gentle with her. Once I tried to lick her lumpy thing but discovered it was a bit sensitive at that moment, sort of like the head of my penis after I had an orgasm.

It took awhile, but soon she was ready for me to take my fingers out. The odor was out of this world and something I will never forget. I took my tongue and licked her clean and stayed well away from the lumpy thing.

When I was done I moved her legs over me and went up to lay down beside her.

“So, how was that?” I asked her.

“My goodness, Barry, if that is what I have to look forward to I am going to have a great time on vacation here with you” she said as she reached up and kissed me. I know she could taste her wetness cause it was all over my head.

“Mmmm, is that me on you that I smell and taste?” she asked.

“Yep, that’s all you…pretty neat stuff, huh?” I said as I lay back down beside her.

“Barry, this is going to be a great vacation. Maybe tomorrow we can experiment some more. I did not get to taste you yet and there is still, you know, sex to try. You got any condoms so I don’t get pregnant?” she asked as she reached over and grabbed my erection and began to play with it again.

“I think Mike has some in his room…be careful there, you know what playing with will do to it…ah crap…here it comes” I was able to get out as more cum exited and shot up my belly.

“How many times can you do that in a day” she asked as she wiped some of the cum off her hand into the hay.

“I have no idea, but I think we will start counting tomorrow” I said as I wiped the cum off my belly with some hay and reached up for our now dry clothing items. Time to get dressed and get inside for a shower. Supper would come soon, and it appeared as if I was going to need my strength this week.

Part Two will follow.

ef to her father very soon, as he would begin to beat the boys off with a bat...and lots of them, too!

I had never married. Was very close a couple of times, but playing the field just seemed to work better for me.

BODY:

No one was at my house except for Rebecca and myself. My sister and her husband had dropped her off at my place for two weeks while they took a much-needed vacation to Greece. I lived a very comfortable life with my savings from playing football and saw no need to work and mess things up. That left me with Rebecca for two weeks and my hard on was already growing to unmanageable proportions after only an hour.

I watched her, as she would stretch out on the diving board, moving her hair to the side so it would let the sun hit her shoulders. Her legs were spread slightly and I could see the outline of her pubic mound as her bikini bottoms tightened across her.

From time to time she would reach down with a hand and lap water into her hand and bring it back up to spread a cooling stream across her rock hard stomach. A couple of times she would finish off by taking her hand and slip it under her bikini top and apply just a wisp of water to each breast, making a nipple stand erect at once.

This was driving me nuts. I had a hard on that was now bullet proof and needed immediate attention. I walked away from the window and stripped off my shorts and shirt to lay down on the bed. As I was beginning to lay down, it occurred to me that I could just stand at the window and watch Rebecca while I took matters into my own hands, too.

I put some lotion on my hands and walked back to the window. She was still on the diving board and I slowly started moving my hand across my ten-inch member, thinking how wonderful it would feel to be the one applying the water to her hot body.

I closed my eyes for a second and concentrated on the sounds my hand was making as it stroked the full length of my erection and thought of what the sounds would be if it were Rebecca I was inside and not my own hand. I could see her small tight bottom raise to meet me as each stroke offered me new pleasures.

The sound of a huge splash in the pool jolted me back into reality. She had dove into the pool and I could see her body gliding under water to the shallow end, moving with the grace of a dolphin and with hardly any effort. She was poetry in motion.

She surfaced at the shallow end of the pool and stood up in about three feet of water. The water was between her knees and waist and her bikini bottoms had slid down her backside about half way down her rear exposing the top portion of her lovely bottom.

She took her hair in her hands and began to twist it into a bun and tied it up behind her head. With the sun gleaming off her body and with such delicate movements I was reaching my orgasm faster than I had realized. The waves came over me like a truck had hit me as I shot out a thick stream across the distance from where I stood to the window. Stream after stream made the distance until I slowly began to breathe a bit deeper and relax. I had made a mess on the window and went into the bathroom for a towel to clean up the window and myself. I quickly cleaned up both messes, dressed again in my shorts and went outside to join Rebecca.

"How's the water this morning" I asked her as she was climbing out of the pool. I got a great look at her breasts as she was bent over coming up the steps and when she straightened up I could see her nipples were fully erect and poking out nicely through the bikini top.

"The water is wonderful. And thank you again for taking me in for two weeks. You'll never know how much I appreciate it. I love the water, love getting a good tan and love not having all those guys at the school pool looking at me and making the rude comments". She looked down at her feet as she finished that last comment and I could see she had been hurt by the comments. I have no idea what they could have said but I was already bristling inside, wanting to find those boys and make them eat their words.

"Sweetie, you will have no one to bother you here. I am sorry they made the comments, but you have to know that sometimes guys are just stupid. Most of them grow out of it soon enough and you might even start to like them again someday. Some of them will never grow up." I pulled up two deck chairs for us to sit in and she sat down with a plop.

"Uncle Ron, do you think I am pretty?" she asked me.

"My God, Rebecca, you are the most beautiful young woman I have ever seen" I told her. I did not tell her that, in fact, I had just been masturbating upstairs while I watched you in the pool. "Anyone that says otherwise will have to answer to me!"

"You really think I am that pretty? Why?" she asked with a quizzical look on her face.

I had to be careful here. I did not want to just blurt out what my sensual thoughts were at the moment.

"Rebecca, you have to know that you have a personality that is funny, honest, quick wit, love to be with others and innocent, too. Your body, well, let's just say it is truly remarkable, and I have seen some remarkable bodies in my day, too!" I thought that might say sort of what I was thinking and yet not get too specific or graphic.

She blushed deeply and looked at me. "You think I am that good, huh? I guess it's a good thing you don't know what goes on inside this pretty little head cause you might change your mind about me."

I noticed her nipples were again getting hard and doing their best to poke through the thin fabric of her bikini top. I could see the dark areolas around the nipples through the fabric now and I could also feel a slight movement in my shorts begin to develop.

"Well, sometimes those thoughts are not always bad ones" was all I could muster to say at the moment. "Say, how about I put some lotion on you so you don't burn your first day here. Would hate to have you stay inside for the rest of your stay because you got burned."

"Sure, why not. I have a good tan already and hardly ever burn, but you're right, why take that chance" she said as she lowered the back of her deck chair to the fully reclined position and flipped over on her stomach so I could put lotion on her backside.

I took a dab of lotion and put it into my palm and then rubbed my hands together to warm it a bit and began rubbing the lotion into the tops of her shoulders. She jumped at first but quickly grew used to my hands as they massaged her lightly, letting the lotion reduce any friction between my hands and her incredibly soft skin. When I got to her bikini straps I moved them slightly so the lotion would not stain them and would work my hands underneath them, always rubbing and keeping the motion moving down her body. When I got to the strap going across her back I hesitated for just a second, not knowing what exactly to do next. She made the decision for me.

"Here, let me get this out of the way for you so I don't get it all full of lotion" she said as she reached back behind and untied the back strap and pulled them down to her sides. I could see the side of her breast briefly as she moved to adjust herself on the chair. I fought every urge in my body to just reach out and touch her breast at that moment. I could feel my shorts were tented nicely and had no idea how I was going to hide it from her.

As I rubbed more lotion into her back she would moan from time to time and tell me it felt fantastic. Soon enough I had reached the top of her bikini bottom and was admiring the incredible rear end she has hidden underneath.

Slowly but deliberately I would move a finger or thumb underneath as I kept moving lower and lower and soon I was moving her bottoms down her rear. I kept waiting for her to say something or tell me to stop but she would just moan from time to time that it felt great.

I became bolder as now most of my hands were underneath her bikini bottoms and was also working in from the sides. I was rubbing down the crack of her bottom with both hands, then moving them across to her sides, returning and repeating the motion. Slowly I was working her bottom down her rear until her entire bottom was revealed to me.

Her moaning became a bit deeper and her breathing more shallow. As my hands worked ever lower her legs began to spread ever so slightly.

The view I now had was incredible. Her bikini bottoms were now off her rear end and I was starting to get a small view of her vagina.

It was pink, hairless and slightly moist. I just about had an orgasm at the first glance. I did not know at that moment if she had just not developed pubic hair yet or if she shaved it off, and frankly, did not care. It was the most sexually arousing thing I had ever seen in my life.

I kept moving my fingers lower, just missing the labia, creating a moan each time from Rebecca. I began to massage around her anus with my thumbs, each time she would move her rear end up just slightly and spread her legs just a tiny bit more.

My erection was screaming for release. My shorts were wet with pre-cum and I had no idea how to explain the situation if confronted. I knew I had crossed the line with Rebecca and should stop right now. I wish I had listened to that part of my body but there was no blood in that region at the moment.

I kept moving her bikini bottoms lower not knowing what exactly I was doing or where this was going to end up, but I was driven to take this to the next level. I had a clear view of her vagina now and her legs were about five inches apart.

Without warning, she lifted up her hips a bit and said "Will that make it easier?"

"Yeah, thanks" was all I could think of to say. I slid her bikini bottoms down her legs and off her feet. As I looked back up to her bottom I realized she had spread her legs apart even more and I could clearly see the beads of moisture on the lips of her vagina. There was no hint of hair anywhere. The labia were apart slightly and I could just see a hint of her clitoral hood appearing.

“My goodness, Rebecca, that is the most exciting view I have ever seen in my life" I heard myself telling her.

She wiggled her rear and said simply, "Thanks. Please continue".

That was more than enough encouragement for me. I took my hands and continued to rub as before but now I was moving my hands down her inner thighs and slowly moving them up and touching her labia as they moved back up her rear. Each time my fingers touched her labia she would moan and move her rear up to increase the touch. She was no longer moist: she was full on wet!

"Sweetie, is everything okay so far?" I heard myself asking her, and not wanting to hear anything negative or that would make me have to stop.

"What you are doing feels so wonderful. No one has ever done this before with me" she said.

"You've dated or been with boys before, haven't you?" I asked.

"I have been with out with a few boys and one tried to feel my breasts at the pool once, but no one has ever seen me naked or touched me down there like you are doing" she said. "I have sort of wanted to do this with someone but no one special has ever approached me until you. This feels really good and I feel safe with you Uncle Ron."

My hands and fingers had never stopped moving. As my fingers explored ever deeper down her vaginal recesses I began to put two fingers on either side of her clitoral hood and rub in a circular motion. Each time I did this she would let out a gasp and push even harder into my hands. Her legs were spread apart a few feet now and access was now easy and invited fully.

I could feel the trickle of wetness coming from her vagina and felt safe enough to try and enter her with the tip of my finger. I rubbed the tip of my finger in her juices and as I rubbed her clitoris I slowly began to enter her. As the tip was entering her she let out a loud moan and pushed her hips down into my hands.

"Uncle Ron, don't stop what you are doing....please keep going. That feels SO good" she gasped.

She was emitting an aroma that took my breath away. It was clean, innocent, fresh, musty and 100% virgin. I could feel myself at the edge of an orgasm. I had never smelled anything this sexy and was wondering how I had never realized how important this part of the experience is, and why had I missed it all these years? A question to be answered at another time perhaps.

I accepted her invitation to continue but was also very careful to not go too fast such that I would hurt her, or even worse, make her want to stop. Frankly, I didn't know at this point if I could stop.

The tip of my finger was slowly entering into her, and the feeling was mind blowing. She was so wet and hot inside, and now was beginning to use her muscles to draw my finger ever deeper inside her. She began to move her hips back and forth and moan each time the finger went inside her. I could feel her clit was now hard as a rock and she was grinding her mound against my hand

We were reduced to guttural sounds and moans and no words were being spoken. I have no idea if I was capable of forming words at this point. There was no blood in my brain cavity as every drop was being used further south at the moment.

Rebecca was now bucking against my fingers both exploring her vagina and massaging her clitoris. Her motions were quickening and her breathing was now shallow and fast. With each push backward she would moan louder and louder. I knew she was on the edge of a huge orgasm so I quickened my pace and began to plunge deeper into her.

Her muscles inside her vagina were now milking my fingers. I could feel her clit beginning to recede, which meant she was ready to explode. Her breathing was coming in gasps now and her moans were almost primal and very loud.

Suddenly her body began to tense up as she felt the first wave begin to build and rise up over her. Slowly it built, her muscles starting to spasm, her clitoris ready to burst. She could feel the wave crest and begin to rush over her as she screamed out loud, my fingers plunging ever deeper into her as she clamped her muscles onto them and her legs closed with the strength of a vise on my hands.

Wave after wave swept over her, each one sending shock waves across her body, rocking her to her soul as she experienced something so new to her that she could not find images to explain or express them. She was gushing wetness from inside her against my fingers, soaking my hands.

Slowly the waves passed over her, as she became to come back down to earth. Her body was beginning to relax a bit as I slowly eased my fingers out of her. I could feel the tension inside her easing with each passing wave. Her breathing was becoming more relaxed and her hips were now touching the chair.

I began to rub her bottom, her inner thighs, her back and her legs. I let her slowly come back down and relax.

Just when I thought she was going to fall asleep, she turned over on the chair, exposing her breasts and the front of her vagina to me for the first time. Her bikini top hit the ground at about the same time as my jaw did.

At that moment I had my orgasm in my shorts.

Her breasts were even better than I had imagined. Her nipples were still erect and her breasts were firm and flushed.

"Thank you", she whispered softly as she looked up at me shyly. "I had no idea it could feel that way".

"Well, actually, it can feel even better, but that was a pretty good first time" I told her as I laughed at her innocence in this situation.

"How could it get any better than that" she asked as she noticed the tent in my shorts and the growing wet spot from my ejaculation.

"Sweetie, it's kinda hard to explain in words, but what you just felt isn't even close to what you will experience in the future."  I was searching for words to use because all my brain could bring forth was "Let me show you how to fuck", and I knew that wouldn't fly.

She seemed okay with that answer for now and just leaned back into the lounge chair with a happy smile on her face. I thought it was a bit odd she had not once tried to cover up her nakedness or ask why I did what I had done to her or question anything that had just happened. Frankly, I was glad she didn't say anything because I did not have a single good answer for her.

I began to rub lotion on her front, starting at her feet with my hands but my eyes were glued to her crotch.  I gave her the massage of my life as I worked up her body towards the Promised Land.

"Where did you learn to do that" she managed to say between groans and moans of pleasure.

"I played ball for a lot of years and spent many happy hours on a massage table having the best hands in the business work me over."  I did not tell her about the number of "paid professionals" that have given me so much more than a massage...some things go better unspoken.

I was almost to the Promised Land and could sense her beginning to tense up a bit.  She knew what was coming and perhaps was too much too soon for her.  So I moved out to her arms and started at her hands and moved up.  That did the trick.

"Ohhh man, that feels so good" she said as I could see her body begin to relax again. Just move slowly, and things will be okay.

As I rubbed and massaged her arms I was watching her small breasts move and shudder with each movement.  I am guessing a 34-B or something in that range. High and tight and did not need a bra to hold them up!  Her nipples were again growing hard and it was a sight to behold.  A glance down her body showed that she had relaxed her legs again and there was a growing swelling in her pubic region again.

"Uncle Ron, what's it like?" she asked from nowhere.

Not having a clue what she was asking I responded "What is WHAT like?"

"Oh, you know, having one of those" she said as she pointed to my fully tented shorts.

Fully embarrassed, but not quite ashamed, I said "I don't know what to compare it with on you except perhaps if your breasts were in your shorts. Sort of a bulky thing that gets easily excited but can give you enormous pleasure, too."

I am an idiot, an absolute moron. I was always able to come up with a silky smooth line go get into a woman’s pants, but with Rebecca I come up with this!!

"Huh. Can I see it?  I mean, here I am naked and you aren't, would sorta be kinda fair to me, right?" she asked.

"Sweetie, it's kind of big right now cause it's all excited. That's what happens to guys" I managed to say.

"I know, I have been through health class as school and some of the girls at school talk about them. One of my friends has even given her boyfriend a blowjob! She said he peed in her mouth when he was done but it did not taste like pee, just sorta salty and creamy. Is that what happens with guys?" she asked, looking directly into my eyes.

"Okay, some of that is accurate, some of it is not. As you more than likely recall from health class..." I started.

"HEY...off with the shorts!  It's not fair!" she said loudly as she smiled and pointed to my shorts.

The day of reckoning had arrived,  I could no longer stall nor was there enough time to think of enough multiplication tables to erase my erection, so I stood up, hooked both thumbs into the sides of my shorts and dropped them down to my ankles, kicking them off into the grass beside the chairs. My manhood stood at full attention and was actually throbbing with each heart beat as I stood beside her.

"Wow, that's really big. Look, it's moving!" she said as she watched it dance it's silly dance in front of her.

"Can I touch it?" she asked and before I could say yes she had reached up and put her hand around my shaft. It took all I had to not spurt a new load across her body at that very moment.

"Sure, go ahead. I would be lying if I did not say that your hand feels really good" was all I could manage to say.

"It's hot! And sort of hard and soft at the same time. Funny looking, too, with that big thingee on the end of it. What is the hole for" she asked looking straight at the end of my rod like it was some new creature she had just discovered.

"That is where everything exits from my bladder and testicles" I said hoping she would understand and not need any further explanations.

"So this is where the pee comes out? Must be where the other stuff comes out when you get too excited, huh?" she asked as she moved her hand around on my shaft and explored the tip even closer.  Her hand felt incredible.

All I could manage was a soft "Yep."

She sat up in her chair and put face within inches of the tip looking at it as if she was going to look into a microscope and see inside my body somehow.  Her hot breath on my member was having the calculated effect it was supposed to have and a small drop of pre-cum began to exit the tip.

"What is that!" she said as she backed her head away quickly.

"Nothing to worry about at all. Just a drop of pre-cum that appears as lubrication for sexual activity so nothing gets too dry. Remember how you got real wet down there when I was using my hands on you?" I asked.

"Yeah, it got wetter than ever before and your fingers went inside me really easy. So if I get that wet, why do you have to get wet, too?" she asked.

"Good question, and I don't have an answer for you on this one. Just know that it is a good thing" was all I could manage to say.

"Is this what my girlfriend did when she gave her boyfriend a blowjob? Is this the pee thingee?" she asked.

"Sort of. She had done a lot more than what you have done with your hand, and when the boy came, or ejaculated, there was a lot more than what you see on the tip right now."

"What did she do?" Rebecca asked me as she began to move her hand slightly up and down the shaft.

"Well, it may have started with what you are doing right now, moving your hand up and down the shaft like that. You can grip it a bit tighter and it feels even better but don't grab it too hard cause all that does is hurt!" I instructed.  She tightened her grip slightly and began to move her hand up and down the shaft in long slow strokes, moving from the base all the way to the end of my tip.

"Like that?" she asked, making sure she was doing it right. I think the slight buckle in my knees was the response she was looking for at the moment.

"That feels so good" I stammered as she began to increase the speed a bit.

"Is this a blowjob" she asked. "Am I giving you a blowjob Uncle Ron?"

"No, sweetie, this is a hand job, and a very good one at that. Stop for just a moment and I will explain what a blowjob is to you."  If she had not stopped at that very moment I was going to blow a wad into her face and hair. She let go of my shaft and looked up at me and said "Okay, what's a blowjob."

"First, let me say there is no blowing involved here. Blowing is a bad thing for a guy. Not for sure why they call it a blowjob when there is actually no blowing involved. There is, however, a lot of sucking and slurping involved.  It's sort of like licking a lollipop and sucking your thumb at the same time.  You have to open your mouth and just pretend I am your thumb" was all I could think of to tell her. I have never had to explain how to suck a cock before so I hope this worked.

"Can I try it?" she asked, again reaching up and grabbing my shaft with her soft long fingers.

"Sure you can, just go slow and easy. I don't want you to gag. And please don't bite me whatever you do...that hurts more than you can imagine."

She took my shaft and put the tip close to her mouth and slowly put her tongue out to close the distance. The heat from her mouth and tongue made my cock jump in her hands which made her giggle.

"Hold still, I promise not to hurt you" she said as she again took her tongue and this time licked the end of the tip, taking the pre-cum with her back into her mouth.

"A little bit salty but not a bad taste. I have had toothpaste that taste worst than this. I think I actually sort of like the taste. Let's try this again" she said as this time she took a big lick and cleaned off the entire tip. "That's a good taste, Uncle Ron. I like that" she said as she started to lick the sides and move down the shaft. She licked the sides and would move back to the tip to clean off the pre-cum and then move to the other side and repeat the act, always moving back to the tip at the end. When the entire shaft had been licked she opened her mouth and put the tip inside and used her tongue to move around the end.

I knew I was a goner.

My cock was on overload and I started in on higher math tables immediately. I moved from there to a mental picture of my grandmother, President Truman, writing computer code, reciting tax laws, baseball statistics, anything to get my mind off of having an immediate and volumous eruption into her mouth at that very moment. I think it was Truman that did the trick...somewhere in there I was able to feel the pleasure and let her continue her learning curve without having to end the lesson.

She was now taking in more and more of my cock into her mouth and starting to suck and slurp at the same time as she pumped with her head and hands. She was a natural at this. Every once in awhile she would go too deep and gag a bit and I would have to remind her to slow down and relax. I had to remind myself to slow down and relax, too. More Truman...okay, feeling more in control again.

Suddenly she stopped and looked up at me and asked "These are the balls, right?"

I came out of my trance instantly, replying "Yes, that's them. They liked to be played with, too, while you are doing what you are doing. They are very sensitive, so again, be gentle and do not squeeze them like walnuts. Just play with them, rub them, hold them, be gentle with them and it makes me feel REALLY good. What you are doing is incredible for me" was all I could explain at the moment. I did not have a lot of blood in my brain region at the time as most of my blood in my body was more of less concentrated in the groin area of my body.

"Okay, got it" she said as she instantly went back to sucking and bobbing on my pole and now began playing with my balls, too.  This was just too much. No amount of higher math, Truman, Grandma or anything else was going to stop this train from running into the station. I could feel it starting and managed to get out a feeble "Sweetie it's going to blow".  Either she did not know what that meant or care if it happened because she continued to bob, squeeze and pump on my shaft even faster.

"Oh God, here it comes,,,,," was all I could say as I finally gave in to the release I had been longing for that afternoon. Rope after rope, stream after stream, jet after jet it came and continued to come out of me. Bless her heart, she took the first couple of shots and was able to swallow a bit of it. After that she backed off the shaft and took the next shot right in the eye making her back off even more. The next ones hit her right in her chest, and not an unpleasant sight to see, either.

"What the hell was that!" she screamed as she dabbed at her eye with a towel to remove my cum from it.

"I told you I was going to cum, sweetie, but you didn't move. Sorry about that. I did not mean to get it in your eye."

"I swallowed some of it, too. I like the taste sort of. I guess I just was not ready for the volume of it. Does it always come out that much?" she asked as she used the towel to wipe off her chest and between her breasts.

"No, not always that much. You excite me like few have ever done, so I guess there was a whole lot more than usual this time. Again, I am so sorry I hit you in the eye with it."

"That wasn't a problem, Uncle Ron. I just wasn't ready for that much of it. I thought it was going to be a few more drops of pre-cum and not a full load. Now I know what to expect. I liked it all, just was not ready I guess" she explained as she finished with the towel and laid back down on the lounge chair. "Here, use the towel, you still got a little coming out the end there" she said, pointing to the tip and as a drop of cum was escaping towards the patio decking.

"Thanks" I managed to say as I cleaned off my shaft and tossed the towel down.

"Geez, it's not hard anymore. That didn't take long.  How long does it take to get hard again?" she questioned as if there was going to be a timed event coming soon.

"Sometimes it doesn't get soft afterwards but it usually does. Sometimes it takes awhile before it can get hard again, sometimes just a few moments. You never know what is going to happen. It sort of has a mind of it's own during those moments. There are times you wish it would not get hard and some other times you wish it would never get soft. Again, it does what it wants to do."

"Must be hard to deal with at times, huh?" she asked.

"Yes, there are moments when I wish I had a greater deal of control but you learn how to deal with it as you grow older."

"I know what you mean in some ways. I get sort of a horny feeling sometimes or kinda tingly when I touch my nipples or down there and I don't want that feeling to ever end. I rub it until I have an orgasm and that feels good, but it has never felt like it did when you used your fingers on me down there. I did not know it could feel that good or I would have been doing that a lot more and a lot sooner!"

I sat back down beside her and grabbed the lotion bottle again. "We have not finished with your massage and lotion. Shall we continue?" I asked in a sly smile as I put a bit of lotion between my hands and rubbed them together.

She looked up at me and said "Yes, I think we should start where we left off. I think you were up to my shoulders, weren't you?"

"Ah yes, the shoulders it is. Just lay back and let the hands work their magic on you. I promise you will not fall asleep" I said as I began on her shoulders and worked her neck muscles, slowly working my way down to her breasts. I poured some lotion directly between her breasts causing her to gasp slightly but I instantly began to massage and gently rub her breasts with the lotion, avoiding her nipples until the right time. Down the sides and back underneath to the middle. Around the front in slow circles with the backs of my nails, all the time causing her to moan and protest ever so lightly that I was just teasing her. Okay, I was teasing her. I know what the results will be and what it makes her body do, so it was all good for me.

I let my fingers slowly tease her nipples as they passed by on each circle now. Her nipples had been very hard and erect for some time and the reaction to the touch of my fingers was very quick and very visual.

"Oh my God that feels so good" she gasped as she clutched the sides of the chair. Her legs opened ever so slightly and I could see the moisture beads already beginning to build on her labia.

More and more I used my fingers to knead and rub her small breasts and let the tension build in the fires below.  Her breath was coming in faster pants and was more shallow. Her legs were starting to move out more at the knees and now there was no question about moisture below: she was wet.

I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth and she wrapped her arms around my head and drew me into the deepest passionate kiss I have ever had. I had to break away to get a breath and she instantly had me back into a lip lock and was shooting her tongue deeply into my mouth, exploring and teasing my tongue to join in her adventure.  I returned the probing and we danced and chased each other all across and into each others mouths like it had never been done before.

Slowly I worked my kisses down to the nape of her neck and I think I released something inside her no one knew about.  She had a very intense orgasm causing her to shake and spasm on the chair, almost like she was having a seizure.  She was uttering something not of this world or at least nothing that made sense as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her.  All I could think of was: geez, I have not even got to the good stuff yet, so I wonder what is going to happen then??

I waited for a moment as she came back down to Earth from where ever it was she had gone, wanting to go there myself to be honest.

"You okay sweetie" I asked as her breathing became more relaxed and even.

"What was that???  My God, all you did was kiss me and then I got hit by a train or something...what you did before was really good, but this was so far beyond what happened before! I can see why people like this so much now. Hell, why wouldn't you want to do this ALL the time!" she managed to say as her breasts were still heaving with each breath, her nipples still hard as rocks. I looked down between her legs and it looked like someone had tried to put out a fire between her legs with a hose. She had gushed a ton of fluids.

And we were getting closer.

"Just lay still and relax. Hate to tell you this, it gets a whole lot better than that!  Want to see a little more?" I teased.

"Uncle Ron, I don't know if I can take any more than that. I feel like every ounce of energy has been drained from me. Let me rest for a minute before we do anything else, okay. I need a moment here to recover."

"Take all the time you need.  On a scale of 1-10 so far you have reached about a four perhaps, maybe a five. You won't believe what an eight, nine or a ten can do to you. But they are coming, yes siree, they are a coming" was all I could throw out to her for a life line at the moment. I let her drift into a heavy sleep for about an hour in which she never moved, not even a toe. I went inside and took a shower and cleaned up a bit, making sure I shaved "pussy eating close".  I did not even want to scratch her delicate areas down there and create a situation where I was not able to return and return and return again. I put on some special aftershave that I knew drove women to nakedness and went back to my darling niece at poolside.

I sat down beside her and began to slowly and gently kiss her around her breasts, barely making skin contact, but letting her feel the heat and warmth of my breath. She was still deeply asleep but I could see the effect it was taking on her body. Her nipples became hard and erect and her breathing became ever so slightly more labored and shallow.  Her fingers began to move slightly and her knees moved slightly apart.  Slowly I applied more pressure with my kisses and the toll it was taking on her became instantly apparent. She began to moan slightly and her knees moved even farther apart, beads of moisture starting to form on her vulva and labia. Her breathing came more shallow and faster now and I knew it was time.

Moving ever so slightly I positioned my mouth directly over her right nipple and lowered my mouth to it, using my tongue to draw small circles around it, darting from side to side. Now to the left nipple, again repeating my tactics on that breast.  Her nipples were rock hard and like blue steel. Slowly I lowered by mouth around her nipple and drew it inside my mouth, letting my tongue caress her nipple and teasing her nipple with my teeth.

Rebecca was instantly awake and grabbed my head and pressed it into her breast.

"You really know how to wake a girl up, don't ya! What ever you do, do not stop what you are doing. Hell, why am I telling you that, you know what you are doing....you know how to make me happy, so just do what you want to do and take me along for the ride!" she said as she relaxed back into the lounge chair but did not relax her grip on my head. I bobbed and sucked and teethed and licked on each nipple until I knew she was going to drop off the end of the planet again, but instead of letting her take that ride, kept her on the fine edge, letting her get ALMOST there but never over the edge. She so much wanted to go over the edge and was almost desperate to get there again.

I slowly began to kiss my way down from her breasts to her belly button, pausing there long enough to French kiss her button hole until she was in a frenzy again. She now was pressing my head into her button hole and did not even know why she was doing it.

"Be patient, my dear, it's coming" I whispered to her as I began to kiss past her belly button towards the Promised Land. Her odor was almost over powering at this point. It was all I could do to keep from diving into her vagina and just breathing deeply for hours.  I was ready to drop my load again as my team members had rejoined the adventure and were just waiting for instructions to enter and begin the quest for the golden cave.

Her fingers were dug into my hair and trying to force me lower and lower but she soon realized I was going to take my own sweet time and she was going to just have to wait a bit longer. I danced around her pubic mound, kissing and sucking, letting my tongue massage her, throwing even more wood into her internal fires down below. I massaged her mound with my fingers, letting them creep ever lower, making them draw small circles down to the top of her slot, again, more wood onto the fires.

I ducked my head under her leg and spread her legs apart, staring straight into the Promised Land.  She raised up and kissed me deeply on the mouth and let our tongues dance for a moment before she laid back down, resigned to the fact that she was about to go to a place she not only had never been to before today, but did not know even existed. She reached up with both hands and locked her fingers again into my hair and said "Okay, big fella, I'm ready when you are".

She had no idea what she was ready for nor what was going to happen but she thought she was game for it.

She drew my head back down to her clean and hairless vagina and pressed my head into her deeply. I was finally able to raise back up and get a breath and tell her "Please, sweetie, let me be. I know what I am doing and I also know you want your release RIGHT NOW. You will appreciate this later, so just relax, if possible, cause I know you are going to enjoy this."

I bent my head back down into her crotch and took a deep breath. I almost came on the patio deck. She was heaven itself. Pure, innocent, sweetness, untouched, virgin, and so much more. I could have died a very happy man right then and there, but thank goodness there was more to come for me.

This time she reached her hand up to my head and rested it on top, letting me know she was there and paying attention but was not going to try and direct me. With her other hand she was caressing her right nipple, slowly twisting it between her first finger and thumb.  I could hear her moaning with pleasure, always a good sign from between a females legs to hear!

I lowered my mouth to her vagina and licked up and down each side, tasting her sweetness and licking up her wetness. Up and down I went, around and around, never touching inside the labia. She was grinding her crotch into my face, wanting me to get down to business, and was growing more and more impatient with my teasing. I put my tongue out and let it enter her vagina hole slightly, causing her to instantly slam her legs closed on my head.

"Sorry, sorry...that was a first for me there...sorry about that...but don't stop" she said as she opened her legs as far as possible for me. I again lowered my head into the Promised Land and started licking her again around the outside of the labia, letting it build back up again. Again, I stuck the tip of my tongue into the vaginal hole entrance and I could feel her legs tense a bit but never closed. I began to probe my tongue in and out of her hole, drinking in the wetness she was offering me. In and out I went, slowly making love to her hole with my tongue. I licked up around her clitoral hood and found it was fully erect and ready for action. I let my tongue dance around the hood a bit, teasing it, making it wait, letting the heat from my mouth have the desired effect.

Then I let my mouth cover her entire clit and hood and sucked it into my mouth with one motion, making her body spasm instantly, letting my tongue dance, lick and probe her clit, little circles, top to bottom, side to side, rough, gentle, letting my teeth just squeeze it oh so gently, and that is when she left our planet and ventured yet again to a place only she was capable of traveling.

Wave after wave racked her body. It was as if she was being electrocuted. Her back was arched, her hips were slamming down into the lounge chair and then back into my mouth, her legs were slamming shut on my head and then wide open again, her hands went to her nipples and were squeezing them like she was trying to pry them from her body. She was uttering pure wildness from her soul and no idea what it was but was pretty sure it was pleasure. She was gushing her sweet wetness all over my face and I was drinking deeply at the fountain.  

As she neared the middle of her adventure, I put her clit back into my mouth and sucked on it and probed my tongue deeply into the base, taking her right back to the top all over again. More waves racked her body and soul, deep, deeper, all the way to the core. Over and over again she rode each wave, from crest to the bottom, then the next one, and the next. They never seemed to end. I decided to let it play itself out and not take her back to the top again, but it was tempting.

Very slowly she came back down, the spasms and jerking slowing, breathing deeper now, heart beats coming down back into a more normal rhythm, hips and legs relaxing, the wetness flow has been reduced to a trickle. I move my tongue back down to her hole and gently lick some of the remaining juices and this was too much for her, her legs slamming closed and her body coming off the chair and grabbing my head.

"Oh, please stop, Uncle Ron, stop for a bit...this is just too much right now...I can't keep....my goodness that was so intense....like fireworks in my soul....every nerve was on fire and it was so....I don't have words for how it felt Uncle Ron....please tell me that was a ten cause I don't know what to tell ya if that was only an eight" was all she was able to say as she slowly sank back down to the chair, letting her body finally relax and again drift off to a deep sleep.

I moved her leg back over my head as I stood back up on the patio deck and just looked at her. She is incredible. The most beautiful young woman ever and she is here and naked before me. I am in awe of her, and of me, too. Not a bad afternoon so far!

I looked down at my manhood still at full attack mode and at general quarters wondering what was going to happen next. For now the order was going to have to be to stand down and be at ease.  They would be taken care of yet, and it was not going to be by my hand in the shower, that was for sure. I watched her on the chair as her body was totally drained of energy and trying to recharge it batteries without a clue how to do it.  Her legs were open slightly and you could see her labia and vulva were still swollen from the intensity of pleasure she had just endured.  We were not done yet.  As Arnold says, "I'll be back".

A nap would feel good for me, too, so I pulled up a lounge chair next to her and plopped down for a snooze. The sun felt good on my body as my mind tried to corral the events of the day but was fighting a losing battle here: sleep won out. Nary a dream to be found, just out cold.

Soon I was aware of a haze and warmth growing in my mind. Something nice, no, wonderful was happening but was not for sure what it was. The haze was lifting quickly but I was not able to point out what was so wonderful but I felt great. The haze was almost gone when I realized I was waking up and where the pleasure was coming from.

"I thought this might wake you up, Uncle Ron. It is your turn to enjoy for a bit" she said as she continued to bob and suck on my very erect cock.  She was getting really good at this. I mean, REALLY good.  She was taking me in almost all the way to my balls down her throat and playing with my balls at the same time. What she was not able to get down her throat she was stroking with her other hand.  She was on her knees bending over me in the chair. I reached over her and gently moved her rear towards me so I could have a better view of her bottom and see the Promised Land again.  

She was wet, again!  I reached down and slowly, gently edged a finger into her vagina, just getting to the first knuckle before withdrawing it. I could hear her moan a bit even though she was very well occupied at the moment. She moved her bottom even closer to me and I took this as a sign to continue. I again moved my finger to her entrance and slowly slid my finger into her up to the first knuckle and made a slow circle with my finger. This produced another moan and her moving her rear into my hand forcing my finger into her vagina up to the last knuckle. I took this as time to enter the Promised Land. Wagons Ho!

She continued to work her magic on me as she was attacking my cock like an orphan in a candy store.  Had I been paying attention to what she was doing I would have blown my load a long time ago, but I was on cock autopilot at the moment. It was free to react however it wanted, but without the brain telling it how much fun it was having it was just going to stay hard as a rock for hours and keep her very busy, too.  Meanwhile I was playing in the Promised Land and would soon be doing even more.

She was moving her rear back and forth against my finger, grinding against them. I had one finger into her to the hilt and began to work a second finger in. Slowly, with each thrust forward, I moved my second finger ever deeper until it, too, was bottomed out and full of her wetness.  I began to use a third finger and slowly entered her with the third.  She was moaning loudly now and seemed to be paying less attention to my cock than what was happening to her vagina. She was pumping her vagina into my hand and grinding it into my fingers each time it bottomed out.  Harder and harder she was pumping back into my hand and soon the third finger was as deep as the others inside her virgin hole.

It was time.  She was getting close to another climax and I feared it would be her last for awhile, so I had to strike while the iron was hot. And my iron was white hot.

I moved forward on the chair and grabbed a towel off the patio deck. "Sweetie, lay down here on the deck. Let me put this towel under your bottom" I said as we both moved off the chair and got into the position on the deck.

"Are we going to do it, Uncle Ron? Have sex?" she asked as she positioned herself under me.

"We are not going to do anything you do not want to do. You don't have to worry about getting pregnant cause I had my tubes clipped, a vasectomy, about ten years ago, so all I can do is shoot blanks. If you are worried about anything else, let me know right now. This is not something we can undo" I told her as I knew she must have some questions about all of this.

"I heard that the first time really hurts and I am going to bleed. Is that true?" she asked, a pleading look in her eyes.

"Sweetie, I have always been 100 % honest with you about everything, and this is no different. Will it hurt? At first, it might hurt really bad. I will be very gentle and wait until the pain goes away, which is usually just a few minutes. After that it does not take long until things feel better and then feel really good. There will be a little blood when I tear the hymen. You will not die from it and it is very little blood. So far when I have told you things will feel good, have I been wrong?" I asked her.

"If anything, you have not told me exactly just how great it was going to feel to me. You said you would be gentle, and I trust you. If this is going to be a ten, I am more than ready. Let's go for it!" she said as she moved her legs out as far as they could go.

I moved down even farther and put my head back down between her legs and looked at her deeply into her eyes. "I want to make sure you are ready down here and that it will go as easy as possible for you" I said as I moved my mouth back down to the Promised Land. 

I began by licking all the wetness and juices from the area, up and down each thigh, her pubic mound and then down to her vagina. Slowly around the labia and vulva, swollen and thick and ready.  I danced around the clitoral hood, sending exploratory tongue probes across the tip of the clit sending her into short body jerks and heavy moans. I sent a few tongue thrusts across the clit with a small amount of pressure and received the same results.  I reached up with one hand and began to slowly re-enter her vagina with a finger as I continued to flick my tongue across her clit.

She began to thrust her pelvis into my face and finger, trying to get my fingers to sink even deeper into her. Soon one finger became two, then three. Now I was starting to cover her clit with my mouth and work it over in earnest. This produced the desired results as she was going crazy under me, thrusting with all she had into my face and fingers. She was gushing fluids and climbing the ladder to the top of that first wave.  She was getting closer and closer, bucking and thrusting like a wild animal under me.

It was time.

I moved up from between her legs and positioned my cock at her entrance. She was just jumping off the ladder onto the top of the first wave when I buried my entire cock into her in one swift motion.  She continued to ride and buck under me for a moment but not with the usual intensity. I was holding still inside her, letting her feel the fullness and heat of me. She looked up at me and asked "I thought it was supposed to really hurt or something.  I didn't feel anything. Are you sure you broke it?"

I looked down to the base of my throbbing cock buried to the balls inside her and there was indeed a small trickle of blood.

"Without a doubt, you are no longer a virgin. You let me know when you are ready and we will start our adventure to a ten" I said as I made my cock throb inside her. It was so tight and so hot inside her vagina. I know I had to have filled her inside and was more than likely bottomed out, but it felt so wonderful.

"If I can live through an eight I can't wait to see what a ten will bring" she said as she twitched her muscles inside her vagina and started to milk my cock without even moving.

"Where did you learn that?" I asked, amazed she was able to control her muscles at that level. Hell, I had been with women with 20 more years of experience and they did not have a clue what they were doing compared to this 14 year old vixen.

"I read it in a book last year about how to please a man in bed so I started practicing even though I knew it would be awhile before I ever got to use it. You like it?" she asked as she continued to milk me and stroke me inside her vagina. It was better than any blowjob I had ever had, and almost better than any sex I had ever had, and we were not even moving!

"You are doing something to me that has never been done before and it is so far past incredible....we are going to have to slow down just a bit here or I am going to lose it and ruin this for both of us" I said as I was approaching higher math and Truman all over again. Grandma was on deck.

I began to slowly pull back from her until I was perhaps halfway out then slowly moved back inside again. She was not doing the muscle thing anymore and I could tell this was going to take getting use to for her. 

Slowly out to halfway, then back inside again. Each time I was moving back a little further and slowly going all the way back in. By the time I got to the point just the head was inside her on the back stroke, I began to pick up a little speed. 

Not a lot of speed, just a little. She was getting familiar with the fullness and the gliding sensation and was starting to move with me now. I picked up a little more speed and she began to thrust back into me as I pushed into her. Soon I was almost at regular speed and she began to use her muscles again on me taking me instantly to Grandma, calculus, tax code and beyond. I was building and knew there was no way out.

Sort of like watching a train wreck about to happen.  

I could see she was climbing the ladder to reach the top of the waves again and was hoping I was going to be able to get her there before the train wreck happened. I was a bit lucky that as she closed in on the top rung of her ladder that she quit milking me with her muscles and that bought me some time. I was now pumping into her with all I had, moving my hips in small circles, which must have ignited her G-spot because she exploded inside and leaped off the ladder into the crest of the first wave and the ride was on for her.

Her muscles clamped tight around my cock and that was all it took for me to slam it home and jump off my own ladder.  We both rode those waves of electric passion as they swept over us together, over and over again, transfixed into another dimension and never wanting to return.  I stayed upright by sheer will for I was scared if I collapsed on top of her I would suffocate her.  

Slowly my head was beginning to clear a bit and I was aware my heart was beating in my throat and could feel the blood pumping and returning, over and over again. I was aware Rebecca was under me and my cock was still buried inside of her. I could feel her heart pounding through my cock and thought that was kinda neat. I was slowly coming back down from where ever it was I had gone for a moment and saw that she was doing the same thing. I slowly removed my cock from inside her and it made a plop noise as it came out with a gush of cum behind it.

"Uncle Ron, I don't know about a ten. Seems like we had a fourteen to me. I don't know about you but I am about done for awhile. Ya wanta go swimming with me?" she asked as she slid out from under me and dove into the pool.

I watched that perfect ass and vagina enter the water and knew this was going to be the best two weeks of my life.