throat. In the dream they all withdrew their cocks from me at once, and ejaculated endless gobs of jism on my face and tits.
I placed my hands in the pools of cum and rubbed it wildly all over me, licking my lips to get whatever I could in my mouth, massaging it into my hair, rubbing handfuls of it over my tits and belly, smearing it into the curls of my cunt hair. Then, sticking my gooey fingers wherever there was an opening-in my mouth, my eyes, my ears, my belly button, my ass, my cunt-I writhed my way to an incredible orgasm that only ended when I abruptly woke up alone in my bed, my cunt drenched and the air filled with the smell of sex.
I was both incredibly turned on and incredibly frightened. All of a sudden the date with Jeff the next day seemed threatening to me. But, after getting myself together, I told myself that it was only a dream, and nothing could make me do anything on the date the next day I didn't want to. Finally, I went back to sleep.
I had on my bathing suit when Jeff arrived the next afternoon. Margot and her current man had gone somewhere for the day. When I opened the door, Jeff stared at me, speechless, his face flushed.
'Come in,' I said. 'My mother's out, but it's all right. You do have your bathing trunks?' It was a stupid question, since I could see he had them in his hand, but with all the pressure I was under after the previous night's dream, I was nervous.
He nodded that he had his trunks.
'You can change in the bathroom,' I said, sounding breathless.
I was beginning to understand exactly what that dream was trying to tell me. Sudden, unexpected attraction between a boy and a girl can be dynamite when they're alone. After a few minutes alone it was already that way between Jeff and me. We were both aware of its force, and neither of us knew how to control it. It made us self- conscious, and at the same time it drew us together magnetically.
When Jeff emerged from the bathroom in his swimming trunks there was no way I couldn't help but notice the bulge of his cock and balls in them. Then, downstairs, in the heated pool, our bodies kept coming together and the insistent bulge of his hard cock kept pushing and brushing against me. We'd cling for a moment, his prick feeling as tough it were trying to tear through the cloth that was keeping it from jutting free. We would break apart, both of us apparently aware of how closely we were tempting fate. But, then, after a while, we would be touching again. Finally, we got out of the pool and lay down on the deck, looking at one another but saying little. It was around five when we went up to change.
'It was fun, wasn't it?' I asked as I opened the door.
Jeff nodded, and as soon as we were inside, he kissed me, just like he had in my dream. Our nearly nude bodies clung together, and I felt the most beautiful, demanding, frightening rush of desire I'd ever known. I didn't know whether to pull away or press closer. I had to call upon all of my self-control to resist slipping my hand into his trunks and wrapping my shaking fingers around his stiff cock. When the kiss ended, I had a hard time breathing.
Just as I was getting myself composed, Jeff grabbed me again and started a second kiss that was even more passionate than the first. His cock seemed so hard against me that I couldn't help but wonder if it was not out of his trunks. The temptation grew too great to resist and this time I moved my hand down to his groin. The swelling was immense. I rubbed my hand over the straining cotton of his bathing suit and then slid it down under the elastic at the top. I cupped his hot balls and the base of his cock in my hand and began a pulsating squeeze. He moaned in pleasure and I knew there was no turning back.
From my experience I knew that all men luxuriate in the feeling of being pampered, especially one so young and inexperienced as Jeff. I began to strip off his trunks, slowly, lovingly, sensually, with all of the erotic soul I could summon. I put my hands inside his suit and began slowly pulling the trunks down as I pushed against him with my hips. The maddening friction between his cock and my undulating body was driving him crazy.
I held him close like that for a moment or two, rubbing against him gently as his trunks fell to the floor and his steel prick rammed against my stomach. I put my hands around his ass and started to ply and knead the bottom curves of his exposed asscheeks.
I motioned for Jeff to lie down on his back, and when he started to say something I shushed him. When he was supine I started massaging him with my fingertips, concentrating on the area between his knees and his waist. I spread his legs and gently stroked the sensitive inside of his thighs. Oh, he was such a beautiful boy, with a slight tan, freckles on his shoulders, and no hair on him except under his arms and framing his long, slim cock that protruded up from his groin at a forty-five-degree angle.
I continued to massage him, working ever closer to his crotch. I ran my finger down the little crease between his balls and his thigh. He shuddered with pleasure as I eased my teasing finger under him and began playing with his asshole. Exploring it, tickling it, I was driving him crazy with pleasure as he elevated his ass for greater access and I probed his bunghole for a moment with an inch of my finger.
Placing my face down to his loins while I continued with my hands, I used my tongue to investigate the furrow between his puckering asshole and the underside of his balls. As I licked his balls, I used one hand to squeeze them gently, while the fingers of my other hand played in the thatch of his pubic hair.
Finally, I went down on his gorgeous palpitating cock and sucked it and licked it until it was completely drenched, then massaged the moisture into the shaft with my busy hands. He was going nuts. Just as he'd reach the breaking point, I would briefly take his whole prick into my mouth and slide up and down on it, from the tip to the base, before I resumed the maddening massage.
Just when he seemed about ready to pass out from the urgency of his passion, I began to bathe him all over with my darting tongue. I licked the base of his rampant cock, his swollen balls, the insides of his thighs, the furrows and creases surrounding his cock and balls, and, last, but not least, the red rose of his asshole.
At this point his moans had become so piteous that I had to stop playing with his beautiful young body and give him what he wanted. Taking his fiery prick into my mouth down to the hair, I felt it press warmly against my throat. Then I slid my lips back up to the tip, and then sucked it back down a second time. Meanwhile, my hands fondled his balls and fiddled with his asshole. My mouth revolved as I moved up and down the length of his cock. On about the fourth or fifth swallow I could feel his prick expand even more in my mouth. I knew that the explosion wouldn't be long in coming. I held his cock deeply in my mouth and throat a second longer than usual because I knew he was going to come now and I wanted to be sure I caught every drop. A torrent of scalding jism pounded into my throat, causing me to gag in ecstasy as I was almost choked by the bubbling man milk.
When it was all over, between gasps for breath Jeff turned to me and panted, 'Where did you learn that?' As an answer I put my fingers to my lips, telling him to be quiet, and went back to working on his prick again. He'd had his satisfaction, now I was going to prime him up again so he could lick me off and throw a fuck in me so I could get my jollies.
I stood up and kicked off my bathing suit in a flash, and then came down on him with my knees at each side of his head and my moist cunt staring him in the face as I hunched over and started arousing his flaccid prick with my busy mouth. He seemed so inexperienced that he undoubtedly had never sixty-nined before, but, apparently, instinct Was guiding him, for he quickly pushed his face into the hairy swamp of my waiting cunt spread widely in front of him and began lashing his tongue into my slit. I took his cock which was starting to show definite signs of renewed life and proceeded to lick the sides of it as he licked my cunt. I took pains to keep my rhythm and tempo even with his.
He ate my cunt expertly, considering that this was very likely his first experience at it. His tongue was warm and wet in the right way on the right spot. As I kissed and lightly sucked his prick, I could feel small spasms occurring within me. I knew these were merely previews to the wild climax I would be having soon.
As we sucked and licked each other's cock and cunt, I slowly lowered my haunches completely so that I was sitting flush on his face, smothering him with my randy, pulsating gash. I could tell by the way he redoubled his licking and teasing and tongue action that he loved it. I moved my hips in a sensuous circular motion and expanded and contracted my stomach muscles so that my cunt would breathe in his face, and suck the spit from his drooling mouth.
Finally, I was worked up to a fever pitch and could stand waiting no longer. I had to fuck! I had to have his cock pumping away inside my cunt. Fortunately, it was once again as hard as a rock, thanks to my inventive playing with it and my searing cunt in his face. I got off him and flopped on to my back with my legs bent at the knees and as far apart as I could spread them, my smoldering slobbering cunt crying to be fucked.
Jeff mounted me. He had trouble finding my hole, but I wrapped my hand around that steel cock of his and expertly guided it into my hungry snatch, instantly tightening my cunt muscles so that he was locked in. I breathed
