Wedding Dance
by Ann Douglas
“Oh baby, your cock feels so nice.” the blond haired
eighteen-year-old girl called out as she rode up and down on the
young man’s cock.” “I can’t believe how hard it is.”
The dark haired teen beneath her smiled as he held onto her
creamy breasts, playing with her small, pert nipples. The
seventeen-year-old was stripped to his shorts, pulled down to
expose his cock and balls. The girl was still wearing a blue
bridesmaid’s dress, hiked up to allow access to her pussy. The top
of the dress was down around her waist, her bra hanging open and
loose.
“Oh Connie,” Jack Buckman called out as he pumped his cock
in and out of her as hard as he could. “Oh God, Connie!”
“Fuck me, oh Jack, please fuck me!” Connie Austin cried out
as she offered up her virginity to her love.
“I’m going to come!” Jack yelled as he felt the familiar
sensation building up inside him. “I’m going to come!”
Moments later he did, sending bursts of whiteness exploding
from his cock, deep into Connie’s pussy. In that single moment, she
became a woman, and he a man.
“Oh, yes!” Connie moaned as she felt him fill her with his
juices. “Oh yes, baby, fill me up. Give it all to me!”
“Oh Connie!” Jack gasped as he felt his cock drain, his body
riding the cascading waves that accompanied his ejaculation.
“Oh Jack!” Connie echoed as she collapsed back into his
arms, his cock still buried deep inside her.
Jack held the half-naked girl in his arms, holding her tightly.
He gently stroked her long hair, kissing her cheek softly.
“I love you Connie,” he whispered. “I wanted to do this for
so ....”
The words ringing in his head were cut off abruptly by the
loud banging on Jack’s bedroom door. Startled, the young man
jerked his head in that direction.
“Rise and shine Jack,” Bill Buckman called out as he pounded
once again on the door. “Time to kick off the sheets and hit the
showers. Its not every day your sister gets married.”
“I’m awake, Dad.” Jack called out somewhat reluctantly.
“I’m awake.”
“Breakfast in fifteen minutes.” the elder Buckman yelled as
he stepped away from the door.
Lying in bed, Jack looked down at the now soft cock in his
hand. A hand filled with a thick white stickiness. He reached over
to the night table and grabbed a handful of tissues. Carefully, he
wiped his fingers and the area around his cock.
“Oh Dad,” he said with regret. “Couldn’t you have waited
just a few more minutes.”
Finally admitting that his wet dream was indeed over, Jack
crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
Dropping his now soiled underwear into the hamper, Jack
turned on the water in the small homemade shower. Originally this
room had been a walk in closet. When Jack had turned 10 and his
sister 14, it became quickly apparent to his father that one
bathroom was not going to be enough for his two children. Not
with June spending longer and longer in there every morning.
So, faced with the prospect of either sharing the master
bathroom with his kids, or enduring a daily shouting match between
them, he decided instead to build another bath. It lacked the
smooth finish of the others, but it was all Jack’s and that was all
he cared about.
The hot water felt good against his skin as he soaped up his
body. He paid special attention to his cock and balls, making sure
he washed away the last traces of his climax. As he moved his wet
and soapy hands back and forth the length of his cock, it once
again grew erect. His shower was always one of his favorite parts
of the day. More so when he stroked himself and imagined that he
wasn't alone. He knew that he wasn’t going to come again so soon,
even a seventeen-year-old needed a little recharge time, but it still
felt good just to play a little more.
He was going to miss his sister, he thought, a lot more than
he would ever want to admit. Unlike a lot of his friends, he had a
pretty good relationship with his older sibling. June was cool, at
least in his eyes. She didn’t go nuts over a lot of things like some
of his friend’s sisters.
Even that time he had walked into her room without
knocking and saw her stark naked. June had just yelled and
thrown a pillow at him. Of course he didn’t think she would’ve been
so forgiving if she’d know about the time he’d seen a lot more of
her.
One day last winter, Jack had gotten home from school two
hours early when a water pipe broke. He was on his way to his room
when he saw that June’s door was partly open. Since both his
parents were still at work, he decided to take a peek. Instead of
the quick flash of bare tit or ass he had hoped for, Jack hit the
jackpot. June was stretched out totally nude on her bed, her eyes
were closed and she had her hand between her legs. He knew that
girls masturbated too, but had never seen exactly how. Jack
watched June for almost five minutes, right up to and including
her orgasm. Then he practically ran to his own room, afraid she’d
find out he was there.
His friends would say that you weren’t supposed to get a
hard on from your sister, but Jack had a first class one after that.
It wasn’t the first one she had ever given him, but it was the first
one he had jacked off with. It didn’t seem to want to go down any
other way.
All his buddies said that June had a hot body, and really
great tits. Although he would never agree with them out loud,
after all this was his sister they were talking about, he knew it was
true. Jack even though June had better tits than Connie. Of
course that was just a guess since he had never really gotten as
good a look at Connie’s boobs. The few times he had seen them,
the few times he had actually gotten to put his hands on them, had
been in the dim light of the back seat of his old Ford.
Of course all of that would change tonight after June’s
wedding, or so he hoped. His best friend, Tommy Young had sworn
to him that he had gotten into Judy Marx’s panties after taking
her to his older brother’s wedding last month. There was
something about weddings, Tommy had said, that got women all
worked up. Something about how they all wanted to be the bride
or something like that. And since the bride was giving it up to the
groom, they could be just like her with their dates.
The best decision June made about her wedding, at least
from Jack’s perspective, was to include Connie as one of her
bridesmaids. Connie’s sister Debbie was one of June’s best
friends. In fact June had been in her bridal party last year.
Unfortunately this time around, Debbie was over eight
months pregnant and as she put it, not in any shape to walk down
the aisle. Waddle maybe, she’d laughed, but not walk. To make
Debbie happy, June had asked Connie to be a bridesmaid instead.
And since Mike Morgan, June’s husband to be, had already asked
Jack to be one of his ushers, Jack made sure he was matched up
with Connie. If anyone was going to score with Connie after the
wedding, it was going to be Jack Buckman.
The other really great thing about this wedding, Jack
thought as he washed his smooth, almost hairless chest, was that
Mike Morgan was going to be his brother in law. In the two years
since June had started going with Mike, the twenty-five-year-old
had become the big brother Jack never had. They’d gone to a few
ball games together, hung out Saturday afternoons when June was
working and just had long, interesting talks. Mike had even made
sure that Jack had been invited to his bachelor party last Friday
night. Of course they couldn’t let him drink, after all he was way
underage, but Jack didn’t care. Nothing in the world was going to
beat seeing the show those two dancers the best man had hired
for the party had put on.
The teen had read about some of the things two women
could do together, but seeing it was something totally different.
Then, after the show, the two women gave the groom and best man
blowjobs. Jack almost passed out when Mike made sure his little
brother to be got one too. It had been his first.
Jack stepped out of the shower and stood in front of the
full length mirror his father had hung on the back of the door. At
17, he was already a high school graduate. He wouldn’t turn 18 until
just before the start of college in the fall. He stood five nine and
weighted in at one fifty four. While not a jock, he had a
well-toned body, smooth but for some light patches of hair. His
cock had finally returned to its normal state, but Jack knew that
when aroused, it stood a good seven inches. A lot taller than some
of his classmates.
Drying himself off, Jack wondered if he could ever convince
Connie to give him a blowjob. So far the most they had done was
some heavy petting, although lately Connie had been willing to put
her hand on his cock. Just a few weeks ago, on the night of the
Prom, she had jerked him off in the back of his car. But when
he had come all over her hand, she had thought it was gross and
hadn’t repeated it since.
That was why he was so worked up over the wedding. If
anything was going to make Connie change her mind, it was going to
be a wedding. Or so went the hormone-fueled logic of a
seventeen-year-old. If she weren’t going to let him pop their
mutual cherries, then maybe she would at least be horny enough to
try and suck him off.
Done with the shower, Jack dressed quickly in a sweatshirt
and jeans. After breakfast he had a few errands to run for his
Mom before getting dressed for the late afternoon ceremony.
‘Good morning, Sis.” he said as he dropped down at the
kitchen table. “Today’s the big day.”
“Morning, Jack.” the twenty-one-year-old replied. “Only a
few more hours and I’ll be Mrs. June Morgan.”
“And only a few hours after that,” Jack thought as his
Mother placed a plate full of sausage, eggs and toast in front of
him. “You and Mike are going to be fucking your brains out back at
his, no make that, your new apartment.”
To most girls his age, a wedding was all about the ceremony.
Picking out dresses for both the bride and the bridesmaids.
Arraigning for the hall, selecting a band and picking the right
music. A hundred tiny little details that they would spend
countless hours talking about.
To guys Jack’s age, it was all about one thing. That moment
when you got back to your room and got down to doing it. That
magic moment when the bride opened her legs and let you put it
inside her. He and his friends had spent just as many hours talking
about that.
Of course Jack was pretty sure that June and Mike had
already done it. He couldn’t say for sure, but after the bachelor
party, Jack had overheard Mike tell his best man that the girl at
the party that had blown him had been good, but that June was
even better.
Breakfast was just about over when they were interrupted
by the phone. June was closest to it so she got up to answer. She
spent less than a minute listening, nodding her head a few times
and saying that of course she understood.
“Bad news honey?” Mary Buckman asked as her daughter
hung up the receiver.
“Well both bad and good news.” June answered. “That was
Mrs. Austin. Debbie went into labor this morning. She and
Stephen are at the hospital and of course won’t be able to come.”
Stephen was Debbie’s husband, and as luck would have it
both a friend of Mike’s and another of his ushers. None of this, of
course, answered the question uppermost in Jack’s mind.
“What about Connie?” Jack said, his voice apprehensive.
“Oh she’s at the hospital too.” June added. “She’s not going
to miss the chance to see her niece or nephew born.”
“Fuck.” Jack said under his breath, too low for either
woman to hear.
“What does this do to your wedding party, Dear?” his
Mother asked June.
“Well, thankfully we still have an even number.” June said
after thinking about it for a few seconds. “Stephen was going to
escort Tina Royce, so we’re just going to have to match her up
instead with Jack.” she paused for a moment and added. “Sorry
little brother.”
If Jack was disappointed that Connie wasn’t coming, the
news that he was going to be paired up with Tina Royce was
devastating. Tina was one of Mike’s cousins and had been asked to
be part of the wedding party as a favor to Mike’s mother. Since
Mike had asked Jack to be an usher, there was no way for Connie
to really refuse. Not that she really saw any reason to want to,
since it would make her future Mother In Law happy.
Jack’s consternation was over the fact that Tina Royce
wasn’t exactly what you thought of as bridesmaid material. First
of all, she was not a maid, having been married and now divorced.
More importantly, she was a lot older than her cousin, having just
passed her 38th birthday.
“This wedding is really going to suck.” Jack finally concluded
as he saw all his much-anticipated plans fall apart.
Later in the day, as he dressed in his tuxedo, Jack tried to
put his disappointment behind him and be happy for his sister. If
wasn’t fair to spoil her day, he decided, just because things hadn’t
gone as he wished.
The wedding ceremony, he had to say, went off like
clockwork. It was perfect in every way that mattered for June.
The icing on the cake, so to speak, had come in the form of a phone
call from Mrs. Austin during the reception. She’d wished the
happy couple all the best and let them know that Debbie had given
birth to a big healthy baby boy.
There was one small blur it might be called, on this picture
perfect wedding. There was a period, between the official photos
and the start of the reception, when no one seemed to be able to
locate the bride and groom for almost half an hour. The rumor was
that the two newlyweds couldn’t wait until that night to
consummate their vows. Jack didn’t know if it was true or not, but
knowing both his sister and Mike, he wouldn’t put it past them.
Even being partnered up with Cousin Tina during the wedding
march hadn’t been the big nightmare he’d first envisioned. The
short haired brunette was only a few inches shorter than Jack,
although a little on the stocky side. The teen didn’t really think he
would categorize her as fat, the way he would some girls at school.
She carried her weight well, distributed pretty evenly over her
body. Of course the first thing Jack noticed about her when they
were introduced, was a pretty good size set of breasts.
Chatting for a few minutes before the start of the service,
Jack learned that Tina had been married for ten years and only
moved back into town eight months ago following her divorce. She
had started up her own business and was already doing rather well.
Mike’s mother had asked that she be included in the wedding party
out of the mistaken belief that she was depressed over the
divorce. Nothing was further from the truth, she had said. She
viewed the end of her marriage, which ended for reasons no one
was really sure of, as just the end of one chapter in her life and
the beginning of another.
She also had, Jack learned, a rather interesting sense of
humor. She’d popped off a few one-liners and observations about
some of the other guests to loosen him up. Comments that almost
had him in stitches.
The reception was going as near prefect as the ceremony at
the church. Jack was still a little disappointed at Connie’s absence.
Still there were some good-looking girls that he could dance with if
nothing else.
First of course, he had danced with his sister, the new Mrs.
Morgan. He could never remember her being so happy before.
Next came a dance with his Mom, something slow and proper. It
was while he was dancing with Mary Buckman that he noticed
Crystal Clarke dancing with Jill Fisher. It wasn’t that unusual to
see two girls dancing with each other at parties, there were always
more of them that wanted to dance then there were guys.
This time, watching the two blondes whirl each other
around, Jack thought about the two women at the bachelor party.
He pictured for a moment, Jill and Crystal doing to each other
what those dancers had done. The image, however brief, of
Crystal half-naked on her knees with her face buried between
Jill’s legs was enough to give him an instant hard on.
Thankfully, the reality that he was dancing with his Mother
was enough to quickly shrink his manhood back to size. After
dropping his Mother back off at table one, Jack took off to see
who else he could find. What he didn’t realize was, someone else
was also looking for him.
He had just zeroed in on Pamela Welles, decked out in a low
cut green gown that matched her emerald eyes. She was talking to
some older woman and her boyfriend was nowhere in sight.
Jack got within five feet of her when another girl stepped in
between them.
“Jack,” Cindy Lewis said in that annoying tone that drove
guys up the wall. “Where have you been hiding yourself? I’ve been
looking all over for you.”
“Hi Cindy.” Jack said in a neutral tone, looking over her
shoulder at Pamela.
“It’s too bad Connie couldn’t make it,” Cindy said, her voice
just a little too eager. “But I’d be glad to keep you company.”
“That’s great, Cindy,” Jack said without really paying
attention to her, his eyes still on Pamela. “But I ...”
He stopped in mid-sentence as he watched Pam’s boyfriend
step back into the picture. So much for that idea.
“Why don’t we dance?” Cindy said as she took Jack’s hand in
hers.
“What?”
Before he could object, the redhead had dragged him out on
the dance floor.
Cindy was actually a pretty good dancer. She was also cute,
had a nice body and had been know to play around a little. In fact,
if it weren’t for one really annoying aspect of her personality, guys
would be happy to spend time with her.
Cindy Lewis wanted to be married. All in all that wasn’t that
unusual a desire for a girl her age. The big difference was that
while most of her girlfriends looked at marriage as being in their
future, Cindy looked at it as her future. She had no other goal in
life than being Mrs. Someone or other. Basically that was all she
ever wanted to talk about, and it made guys nervous.
True to form, Cindy immediately started talking about how
lovely June’s wedding had been. And of course how beautiful her
own wedding would be as well.
“Gee that’s great, Cindy.” Jack said as the dance ended.
"It really is a shame you know that Connie stood you up."
Cindy said as she held tightly onto Jack's arm. "I'd never do that
to you."
"I'd hardly call skipping a wedding to see your sister have a
baby standing me up." Jack said a little annoyed.
"I know there are other things I could do for you that
Connie doesn't." Cindy suggested, ignoring his comment. "I know
how to take care of my man."
Jack looked at the pretty redhead. There was little doubt
what she was talking about. June had told him that girls were a lot
more open about things with their girlfriends than guys were.
They talked about what they did with their boyfriends, sort of
comparing notes. And unlike when the guys got together, they
usually told the truth, not what would just impress their friends.
"I'm not interested, Cindy." Jack said, although he knew he
was lying.
The thought of Cindy down on her knees with his cock in her
mouth was enough to get him more than a little hard. But as
tempting as it was, he knew that if he let her do something like
that, two things were certain. First, by Monday, she'd have told
every girl in town she knew, and one of them would undoubtedly tell
Connie. Secondly, after being that intimate with him, Cindy would
latch on to him like a boa constrictor.
Actually, she was doing a pretty good job of holding onto him
right now. Either she was too stupid to take a hint or too
desperate. Up to now, he didn't want to hurt her feelings. After
all, she hadn't really done anything to him. But if he couldn't get
rid of her soon, he'd do what he had to do.
"You know what they say about girls and weddings don't
you?" Cindy said, the inflection in her voice leaving no doubt as to
what she was talking about.
'That does it." Jack thought. "I don't care if I have to tell
her to get lost in front of everyone. Enough is enough."
"Jack, darling," a voice from behind the two of them said,
preventing the young man from voicing what he wanted to say to
Cindy. "I've been looking all over for you. We never had the
chance to have our dance. That's bad luck for the bride you know."
Jack and Cindy turned to face Tina Royce, his partner in the
wedding march. If looks could kill, the older woman would be lying
dead from the look on Cindy's face. Jack's face, however, carried
a look of deliverance.
'That's right," he said with a smile, recognizing an out when
he saw one. "I'm sorry, Cindy, but it is part of my duties as a
member of the wedding party. Can't be giving my sister bad luck
can I?"
Reluctantly, Cindy let go of Jack's arm and he reached out
for Tina's hand. Only taking a moment back to glance at Cindy, he
led the brunette out onto the dance floor.
"I'll catch you later." Cindy had said as they moved away.
"Not if I see you first this time." Jack thought in reply as
he dismissed Cindy from his mind.
As they moved to the music, Jack became very aware of
Tina's nearness. She was a very good dancer, especially in the type
of slow dance the band was now playing. She buried her head
against his shoulder and held him close. Jack glanced downward
and realized he could see right down her low cut dress. In fact, he
could even see the pink edge of her nipples sticking out from her
bra.
"God those are nice breasts." Jack though as he looked at
the soft flesh for a long moment, then looked up before Tina could
notice.
"Something wrong?" Tina asked as she lifted her head from
his shoulder.
"No, not at all." Jack quickly replied as he continued
dancing. "I just was thinking what a good dancer you are."
"Why thank you." Tina said as she put her head back on his
shoulder.
As they continued their waltz, Jack couldn't get his real
thought out of his head. His peek down Tina's dress had finished
the hard on that Cindy's innuendo had started. With their bodies
pressed together as they were, there was no way Tina couldn't
have noticed it. Thankfully she hadn't commented on it.
Jack had enjoyed their first dance so much, he was glad
when Tina suggested they have another. The band's next selection
was a more modern dance, but Tina had no trouble keeping up with
Jack on that either.
"They had Rock n' Roll when I was your age too." Tina
laughed when Jack again commented on her dance ability. "My
favorite band back then was the Bay City Rollers."
The seventeen-year-old had no idea who they were, but was
so impressed with Tina once more that they had a third try around
the floor. This time to a slower, more traditional wedding tune.
"I should really thank you for rescuing me from Cindy."
Jack said. "She can be somewhat overwhelming at times."
"I got that impression when I saw the two of you together."
Tina laughed softly. "I couldn't help but overhear some of the
conversation. But I have to say, you've saved me as well."
Jack gave her an "I don't understand" look.
"If I wasn't dancing with you," she went on in that same
humorous tone. "I'd bee dancing with a bunch of old men trying to
cop a feel."
Jack was surprised by her comment, but not so much as not
to reply.
"And young men don't try?" he asked.
"Oh they try too," Tina quipped. "But I don't mind it as
much when they do."
Jack just silently smiled instead of replying to her response.
He couldn't help but wonder if the attractive divorcee was trying
to suggest something.
"Well it looks like the happy couple is getting ready to say
goodnight." Tina said as the dance ended and the master of
ceremonies called for everyone attention.
Quickly they moved over to where June was getting ready to
toss her bouquet. She had already decided, much to more than a
few guys disappointment, that she would do without the garter
toss. So this was the end of his sister’s involvement in the
reception. The new Mr. and Mrs. Morgan had to catch a eight
o'clock flight anyway and would be heading for the airport right
after this.
"Everybody ready?" June called out over her shoulder from
the balcony to the group of single women below.
Almost as one, the twenty girls of various ages reached for
the bouquet that the bride tossed back over her head. As Jack
watched it fall through the air, it looked to be falling right into
the waiting hands of Pamela Welles. Until another set of hands
reached up and snatched it almost out of her grasp.
Jack groaned loudly as he realized that the second set of
hands belonged to Cindy Lewis. Worse yet, bouquet in hand, she
was heading right for him.
"Look what I caught, Jack." she said as she caught up to him.
"Lucky you." he replied just a little sarcastically.
"I was wondering if maybe you and I might ..."
Cindy didn't get to finish that thought as for the second
time in less than an hour Tina Royce interrupted her. This time
you could forget about looks that could kill, Cindy looked like she
was wishing she had a knife or a gun.
"Jack," Tina said. "If you've said goodbye to the happy
couple, we can get our coats and leave. It was so nice of you to
offer me a lift home."
"Um, I still have to say goodbye to June and Mike." he said,
"Get our coats and I'll meet you by the door." he added as he
handed her the check tab for his coat.
"I'll meet you there." Tina smiled as she took the tab and
watched him leave.
"Well it was nice meeting you." Tina said to Cindy when they
were alone.
Cindy didn't return the goodbye. She’d heard all about Tina
Royce from her mother and couldn't understand why any woman
would get divorced after all the trouble a girl had to go through to
get married in the first place.
Ignoring her stare, Tina just smiled and went off to pick up
the coats. She didn't have to look back to know that Cindy's eyes
were burning holes in her back.
"Here you go, Jack." Tina said as she handed the black
haired teen his coat.
"Thanks," he replied as he put it on. "Both for the coat and
rescuing me from Cindy again."
"Yes, that does seem to make me one favor ahead." Tina
grinned. "But what I really wanted to say was that you really don't
have to give me a lift home. I can just as easily take a cab."
"Hey, it's okay. I really don't mind. Besides, if I stay my
parents will find something for me to do. And like you said, I'm
still one favor behind."
Tina gave in and told him her address. It was in a new
apartment complex on the far side of town. Jack had driven by
there a few times and remembered there wasn't much there other
than the apartments. And even they hadn't all been rented. Tina
explained that she knew it was out of the way but it was
inexpensive and when starting up a new business, every dollar
counted. Since it was so far, she gave Jack another chance to
back out.
"My car’s in the lot." he answered.
As they drove along, Jack and Tina chatted to pass the time.
Jack told her how he was going away to school come the fall, and
Tina told him about her new business.
"You must know Mr. Austin then," Jack said. "He runs the
Office Bin. I go out with his daughter a lot."
"Blonde girl, about five six, slim with nice breasts?" Tina
asked.
"That's her, Connie is her name." Jack answered, somewhat
surprised at how Tina described her.
"I wouldn't have figured that she was your type." Tina said.
"Why is that?" Jack asked as he drove on.
"Maybe I'm speaking a little out of turn." Tina apologized.
"No, go on, I'm curious."
"Well, to be frank, I would think that a young man like you
wanted to sow a few wild oats before he settled down. Especially
after I saw the way you avoided Cindy."
"Sure I do," Jack laughed at the quaint way Tina put it.
"But what does that have to do with Connie."
"Well ..." Tina hesitated. "I can't say I know the girl well,
having only met her briefly a few times. But I know her type well
enough. Trust me, Jack, that girl isn't going to put anything out
until that ring is on her finger. You'd have a better chance with
Cindy."
Jack listened to what she said, hoping that she was wrong.
Yet the more he thought about it, the more he realized she was
probably right. His sister had said pretty much the same thing one
night when they were sharing confidences.
"Well here we are." Tina said as she pointed out the small
apartment complex on their right.
Jack felt a little disappointed as he pulled into the parking
lot. He had been enjoying both the conversation and the company.
"It's a long cold trip back," Tina said as they pulled into an
empty parking stop. "Would you like to come up and have a cup of
coffee or something before you head back?"
"Sounds like a good idea." Jack replied.
Tina's rooms were on the fourth floor. It was a small
apartment, living room, small kitchen, bedroom and a bath. Just
enough for one person trying to save money.
"Make yourself comfortable, Jack." Tina said as she
dropped her coat on a chair. "The Mr. Coffee is already set up,
why don't you just turn it on. I'll be right back."
Jack watched her as she disappeared into the bathroom.
Maybe the day hadn't turned out the way he had imagined in his
early morning fantasy, but he'd had a good time nonetheless. He'd
have his cup of coffee, head home, and have a date with his good
right hand. Maybe he'd even think about those really nice tits of
Tina's that he'd seen on the dance floor. For an older woman, she
had a pretty nice body.
He took a few steps into the small kitchen and turned on the
coffee maker. There were a few mugs on the countertop so he
took two and washed them out. There was milk in the fridge but
he couldn't find any sugar.
"Tina, do you have any sugar?" he called out as he checked
the last cabinet and found none.
"I think I'm out of it," he heard Tina say from behind him.
"But maybe this will be sweet enough?"
Confused at what she meant, Jack turned around.
"Holy Shit!" he yelled as he completed his turn.
Tina was standing a few feet in front of him -- stark naked!
"Coffee, tea or me?" she laughed
Jack was speechless.
"I always wanted to say that." the woman added.
"Wha ... wha .... " Jack tried to say.
"I think the word you are looking for is what." the nude
woman smiled.
"What ..." Jack finally managed to get out.
"See I knew you could do it." Tina said.
"What are you doing?" Jack caught his breath enough to
finally say.
"I would think that was pretty obvious," Tina said in a calm
collected voice as she walked past Jack and turned off the coffee
maker. "I'm trying to seduce you."
"Seduce me...?"
"Well I figured I could beat around the bush for a while,
keep giving out little hints and innuendoes." she went on as she
turned around again. "Or I could take a page out of a movie I saw
as a teenager and give you a good look at the whole package. I
know no one is going to ask me to show my stuff in a movie like that
actress, but I figured that hard on you had when we were dancing
showed you were at least interested in seeing a little more. So
take a look, Honey; I may not be Hollywood material, but all the
right parts are there."
Jack was indeed taking a really good look. Like he'd noticed
earlier in the evening, Tina was a little on the plump side, but
looking at her naked form he now understood the term big
beautiful woman. Her breasts had to be at least 38DD's with
really large pink circles in the center, almost as large as a soda can.
She was pretty in a way he had never really thought about before.
More importantly, she wanted him. To a young man who'd
only recently gotten his first blow job, this was a heady concept.
No mind games. No professing eternal love. No putting up with all
kinds of crap and then being thankful for a hand job. All he had to
do was say yes.
With his cock as hard as it was, practically ready to burst
out of his dress pants, it was hard to think straight. Hard turned
to impossible as Tina reached down and pressed her hand against
the bulge in his pants.
"So what's it going to be, Honey?" Tina said as she rubbed
his cock through the material. "Do we take this bad boy out to
play, or should I go back and find my clothes? Although if I were
you, I wouldn't take too long to make up my mind. Otherwise you
might have an embarrassing stain in your pants the next time you
take them to the cleaners."
"I choose you." Jack finally said in answer to her earlier
question.
It seemed however that Jack did take too long to make up
his mind. A loud groan issued from his throat as he felt his cock
explode into his underwear. The combination of seeing Tina naked
and her hand on his cock was more than he could bear.
"Oh Dear," Tina said in mock concern. "It appears that you
did wait a little too long. We better take a look at how much
damage we did to your nice suit."
Deft hands quickly undid Jack's belt and the clip/zipper
combination that held up his pants. Tina pulled them down to find a
large wet stain on his Fruit of the Looms.
"Oh good," the older woman smiled. "Most of it is still in
your underpants."
Taking hold of the sides of his underwear, Tina pulled them
down as well. His still erect cock sprang upward, covered with
globs of whiteness.
Jack looked down at the large naked woman kneeing in front
of him. He had just enough time to get a good look at the top of
her breasts before she leaned forward and took his come soaked
cock between her lips.
"Mmmm." Tina moaned as she slid his cock all the way into
her mouth and used her tongue to lick it clean.
"Oh God." Jack panted as he felt his cock in a woman's
mouth for only the second time in his life.
Tina continued to lick his cock for a few more moments, then
slid her tongue down to his balls, licking them clean as well. She
kissed each of them, taking them one at a time into her mouth.
Finally, she ran her fingers along the material of his shorts
and cleaned up what residue there still was there. Tina slid the
two sticky fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean too.
"Why don't we get the rest of this stuff off." Tina said as
she pulled off his shoes and socks.
Jack started to undo his tie but Tina reached up and
stopped him. She said he should just relax and she'd take care of
it all.
Standing there, watching as his clothing came off piece by
piece, Jack couldn't keep his heart from racing. Every time he
felt Tina's hands touch his flesh, his heart seemed to skip a beat,
then race even more to catch up. Finally, he was as naked as she
was.
"First things first," Tina said as she rinsed out his shorts in
the sink and hung them on a towel rack to dry. "You know, with all
the dancing and other exertions we've done tonight, I think we
could both use a shower. It might be a tight fit in there for both
of us, but I'm game if you are."
And of course he was.
Tina was right, it was a tight fit, but Jack didn't mind.
After all the times he'd imagined sharing his shower with someone,
this was a fantasy come true. One of many tonight, he was sure.
Soapy hands ran up and down his body, an action he repeated on
Tina as well. Her large breasts felt so nice when he squeezed
them, her nipples so hard at the same time.
With water running down both of their faces, Tina had
kissed him. A kiss that seemed to reach all the way down to his
throat. Despite the shower, Jack could still taste the tang of his
come in her mouth. Yet it didn't bother him as it might once have.
Her lips pressed against his a second time, as she took one of his
hands in hers and guided it between her legs.
"Rub right there." she said as she placed his fingers on her
clit.
Jack did as he was told, and was soon rewarded by a soft
moan from Tina who was licking his ear. He slid his fingers inside
of her, feeling for the first time a woman's pussy. It occurred to
him that he still hadn't even seen one up close, at least for real
and not in a magazine or video. As he rubbed, he was sure he'd
have that opportunity soon enough as well.
Tina ran her hands down Jack's back and grabbed his ass.
She slid her index finger along the crack between his cheeks,
stopping at his most sensitive opening. He felt a slight pressure
against it, then a little pain as he felt her finger press inside him.
Like tasting his come in her mouth, the idea of someone putting
anything in his ass would normally have truly freaked him out.
Yet he realized right now he was enjoying a once in a
lifetime opportunity. Unless she had another guy hidden
somewhere in the small apartment, ready to join in, the
seventeen-year-old was ready to go along with just about anything
she suggested. The finger up his ass was already beginning to feel
pretty good, so he figured she knew some fun things that he might
never have considered on his own. If he was going to loose his
cherry to an older woman, he might as well make the most of her
experience.
Jack continued to finger fuck Tina, even as she pretty much
did the same to him. Their lips and tongues met so many times he
no longer thought about it. Her larger bulk pressed him against
the tiled wall, but he didn't mind. So much was happening at once
that he was sure that if either of them so much as touched his
cock, it would fire off another load.
"Just a little faster." Tina said as she felt a climax coming
to crest between her legs. "Just a little faster and harder."
Eager to both please and learn, Jack again did as he was
told. Rubbing as fast and hard as the tight fit in the shower would
allow. Her finger had slipped out of his ass, and he could tell by
the increased way she was pressing her body against his that she
was about to have an orgasm.
"Oh yes," Tina panted as she climaxed, the walls of her
pussy contracting tightly around Jack's fingers.
Pressed between Tina and the wall, Jack felt the shudder of
her flesh as her orgasm spread across her body. He was dimly
aware that his fingers were now coated with the aftermath of her
climax. A climax he had brought about.
Tina reached down and lifted his fingers from within her.
Careful to keep them out of the shower's spray, she guided his
fingers and her juices to his mouth. She paused a moment and
tasted a bit of it with her own tongue, then slid his fingers into his
mouth.
His first taste of pussy caught Jack by surprise. Connie had
never let him touch her there and the closest he had ever come to
it was sniffing his sister’s panties in the bathroom. It wasn't
something he would ever admit, but he was sure he wasn't the only
guy who'd ever done it. He was glad to discover that the real thing
tasted a lot better than what he had sampled thus far.
The overhead water came to a stop right after he took his
hand away from his mouth and washed away the last of Tina's
climax. Tina was already out of the stand-alone shower and
handing him a towel to dry off with.
Once dry, Tina wasted no time leading a still naked Jack
through the small apartment and into her bedroom. She guided
him onto the bed, then climbed next to him. Lifting one of her
heavy breasts, she brought it close to his mouth.
"You've been admiring these since our first dance," Tina
said as she ran her fingers over her thick nipples. "I think it's
about time you got to taste them."
Jack barely got his mouth open as Tina pressed her nipple
between his lips. His tongue and teeth collided as he tried to suck
on it.
"No, not like that," she instructed as she took her breast
away. "Let me show you."
Bringing her mouth to his own much smaller male nipple, Tina
began to caress it with her tongue and lips. Every once in a while,
she would use her teeth in a way that brought both touches of pain
and pleasure. This was another lesson Jack promised himself that
he would remember. That his own nipples could be so receptive to
a woman's touch.
"Now you try it." Tina said as she again offered her breast.
This time, Jack did much better, applying the tutoring he
had just been given. The soft moans of encouragement from Tina
told him he was passing his oral exam. If he ever got the chance
to try this on Connie, she was in for a real surprise.
Jack didn't have a lot of time to think about any future
trysts with Connie as Tina again shifted position. She ran her hand
across his chest, ticking the flesh and tweaking his tiny nipples.
"Are you really in a hurry to fuck, or would you like to try
something else first?" Tina asked, now running her hand down his
body, fondling his cock and balls.
As recent as this morning, Jack would've screamed that he
wanted to fuck above all else. Now he was eager to learn all that
this woman had to teach. He had already learned, he figured, the
most important lesson. That there was a big difference between
making love and just fucking. It was a lesson that some guys never
learned.
"Good," Tina said as Jack indicated that he wanted to learn
more. "I hope you liked that little sample of pussy before, because
you're about to get a lot bigger taste of it.
Tina propped herself up on the large oversized pillow at the
head of the bed and spread her legs wide. Jack had seen enough
dirty movies to know what he was expected to do. He crawled
between her legs and brought his face to the dark mound between
them.
Tina had a very hairy pussy, much more so than he had seen
on his sister. Undaunted, Jack used his hands to expose the vast
pinkness beneath the dark bush and stuck his tongue into the
center of it all. Like his earlier attempt at Tina's breasts, he
wasn't very good on his first try. As before, Tina was both patient
and instructive as she guided him with a gentle hand and soft
words of encouragement.
Eventually he got a little better at what he was doing and
Tina was able to lay back, close her eyes and just enjoy his
attentions. The more he did it, the more familiar Jack became
with what would send waves of pleasure through a woman and what
created merely a tingle.
Truthfully, Jack hadn't been all too crazy about his first
taste of pussy earlier, thinking that at least it had been better
than the dried out samples he'd had before.
Now, as he was able to savor both Tina's nectar and the
enjoyment that bringing pleasure to her produced, he found that it
was indeed an acquired taste. A taste that he was beginning to
like.
By the time that he finished this latest lesson, he'd sampled
enough of her honey to look forward to the next time with
anticipation. Finally, he'd reached a point where he couldn't wait
any longer. His cock was so hard now that it hurt.
"Well then I guess you'd better put it where it could do the
most good." Tina said jokingly when Jack repeated that conclusion
out loud.
This part, Jack needed no instruction in, having done it in his
head a thousand times. He climbed on top of Tina and placed his
cock at the entrance to her pussy. Holding his cock tightly, he
pressed forward and felt Tina's pussy open to admit his hard
young manhood, then close tightly around it once he was inside.
"Shit!" Jack exclaimed under his breath as the soft wet
sugar walls engulfed his cock.
Tina merely smiled at his outburst, content to let him find
his own way. She was sure it would take him no time at all.
Pulling himself back, Jack repeated his actions a second,
third and then forth time. He couldn't believe how good it felt.
None of his thousand day and night dreams could've prepared him
for the reality of actually doing it.
Now a little more confident, the teenager began to pick up
the pace a little, moving in and out of her faster and faster. As
aroused as he was, the teen knew that he wasn't going to last long,
especially not at the rate he was now going. Yet at the same time,
he didn't want to wait. All he could think of was the fact that for
the first time, this was a real woman beneath him. His cock was
buried in her pussy, not simply his hand.
Tina seemed to understand the situation perfectly as she
grabbed his ass and began to add to the strength of his
penetrations. Each time he lunged forward, she pulled him into
her, driving his cock just a little deeper.
"I'm going to come." Jack panted, wondering if he was
supposed to pull out like he'd seen in the movies.
Tina settled that question quick enough as she pulled him
into her one last time and held him there. She replaced the motion
of her hands with that of her own body, driving her pelvis forward
to meet him instead.
"I'm ... com ... ing." Jack groaned as he felt his cock explode
inside of her.
That was as much as he was able to say as his entire body to
stiffen. The young man could actually feel his climax bursting out
of his cock and into this woman he was connected to. A new wave
seemed to erupt from him each time Tina pressed forward, holding
him tight and sucking the virginity from his body.
Jack knew it had to be his imagination, or so later he told
himself, but it seemed like he just came and came and came.
Finally, he knew there was no more to give and he collapsed sweaty
on top of her naked body. He lay there, his head resting between
her large breasts, his eyes tightly closed.
Tina continued to hold him tight, his now softening cock still
inside of her. She ran her fingers through his short dark hair,
telling him over and over how good he had been, and how wonderful
he had made her feel.
As he lay there, enjoying the warmth of their bodies
pressed together, Jack had to stifle an urge to laugh. It looked
like Tommy Young had been right after all, but not in any way he
might've imagined. He was sure if he laughed right now, Tina would
take it the wrong way.
Jack didn't get home until almost two in the morning, but his
parents didn't seem to mind. He'd said he had some car trouble
after dropping Tina off. Given the state of the old car he drove,
that was easy enough to believe. With June now married off, his
Dad said he would see about getting him something better to drive
before he started college in the fall.
Jack continued to take lessons from Tina until he left for
college a few months later. By the time he came home in his new
car during the first semester break, she made it clear that she
already had a new student. Besides, she'd laughed, there was little
more she could teach him. He had been one of her best pupils
ever.
Jack never did get into Connie's pants, Tina had been all too
right about that. He did, however, meet someone even better
while away at school. A new girlfriend, named Barbara O'Donnel,
who was quite willing to be the beneficiary of all that Tina had
taught him over the summer. He'd written Tina a letter telling her
all about it. She had written him back, saying that sharing his
lessons with someone else had been his final exam. From now on,
he should consider himself a teacher.
Jack smiled as he folded up the letter and put it into his
locked drawer. Barbara was coming over tonight and already he
was formulating a lesson plan. Maybe they'd go out dancing first,
he thought. She did love to dance.
END
(c) Ann Douglas 1999
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