by Art Martin
CHAPTER 11
COMING HOME
COMING HOME
Author's Notes: THE CLAM DIGGERS is the fourth book of the Gold Club Series. Book Four is the story of Greg Lockley, who after a tumultuous and devastating divorce, falls in love with a nympho-slut.
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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2003, 2004 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.
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Jarred was getting excited as the plane began it’s decent into Rockford. It had been almost two years now since he’d seen his dad and his stepfamily. He discreetly looked at the recent photographs that Cindy had sent him. They were photographs taken around the pool of her and Julie. Naturally, they were stark naked, but what held Jarred’s attention were the nice boobs Cindy now sported and Julie’s smaller titties. He had been dreaming of fondling those tits ever since he’d received the photographs a few weeks ago. Today maybe Cindy’s birthday, but he felt that it was he that was going to receive the gift.
Again for the umpteenth time he accidentally kicked the bag of gifts he was bringing to Rockford. For Cindy he had a stained glass butterfly, something he knew she would like. For Julie, he had some miniature figurines for her shadow box, a sea turtle and a black bear with two tiny cubs. For Heather he had found a porcelain dogwood flower; it was much too expensive but the salesclerk had said that all southern ladies like dogwoods. For his dad he had stumbled into a very old Spanish coin, a piece-of-eight, it too was expensive but it was just too cool to pass up. He also brought three shell bracelets. He had remembered that during his last two visits how his dad and Heather, though completely nude always wore a gold anklet. He thought the anklets were very cool and sexy, so he bought the shell bracelets as anklets for Cindy, Julie and himself.
He squirmed around in his seat. The long flight was bad enough, but his butt was sore. “Fucking Josh,” he muttered to himself as a shooting pain lanced his gut. As much as he wanted to blame his friend, he knew it was his own fault. After all he could have said, and knew he should have said ‘no’, but it wasn’t the first time he had said ‘yes’. Still, the man’s dick was big, very big and the bastard had relentlessly sodomized him time and time again during the four long hours he was with him.
That was three nights ago and it still hurt. It took him almost two days to regain control of his bowels as his sphincter was so badly and roughly stretched out.
He needed some money. His mom only gave him enough for lunch money, even though she was supposed be holding a small fortune for him in a trust account from his grandfather. He’d sought out odd jobs to make a little dough, but it was always too little. This was easy money; doing something he liked to do anyway.
Tony had set it up. Josh had introduced Jarred to Tony the week after they spent the night together for the first time. Tony was in his thirties and knew a lot of businessmen who visited Seaview on occasion, and during their stay, they contacted Tony to set them up with someone for sex. Usually it was with women, but some of his clients had other tastes.
Josh was Tony’s boy and he had employed him on numerous occasions. Tony was looking for another boy when Josh hooked up with Jarred. As Josh had explained it, it wasn’t any different from what they were doing together, except he got paid for it. A hundred bucks a pop.
A hundred dollars was a lot of money to a fifteen year old and he jumped at the offer. So far he had made $500 in little over a month. It was supposed to be Josh’s trick, a repeat customer, but he begged off. Josh didn’t warn him and when Jarred realized why Josh had bailed out, it was too late.
Tony dropped him off at the secluded beach house around 6 PM. He knocked on the door and the big man answered. He was dressed only in baggy swim trunks. He was huge, at least six foot six and 280 pounds. He was out of shape and somewhat flabby, but still he was very strong. He was balding and appeared to have some sort of skin condition that left his face red and raw looking. “Tony send you?” the big man growled.
“Yeah, I’m Jarred.”
“Where’s that little fag Josh?”
“He couldn’t make it, I…”
His powerful hand grabbed Jarred by the shirt collar and pulled him inside. “Get your goddamned ass in here and strip down naked! I’m not paying good money to listen to you gab, I paid to fuck your young ass! Now strip, you fucking faggot whore!”
Frightened, Jarred did as he was told and stripped down to his shorts. Jarred saw the anger in the man’s eyes, then the man pushed him down on the floor. He landed with a thump. The man grabbed his shorts and nearly ripped them off. “That’s how I want you whore boy and that’s how you’ll stay until your fuck’n pimp picks you up later. Now if you don’t want to be slapped around and get the shit beat outta ya, you do what I tell you to do!”
Jarred was nearly in tears. This was not what he had expected and this was not something he wanted do, but he was trapped. There wasn’t another person around; all the nearby beach houses were vacant. If he tried to flee, he was sure the man would hurt him really bad, maybe even kill him. “Okay mister, I’ll do what ever you want, but please don’t beat me up.”
The big man sneared as he said, “Put your knees to your chest, pansyboy.”
Jarred obeyed. The man knelt between the boy’s legs and made a big show of slobbering all over his thick middle finger. Then he put his finger to Jarred’s anus and began to push and twist, driving it into his ass.
“Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” cried Jarred. The spit wasn’t nearly enough lubricant to penetrate his ass and it hurt like hell. The man ignored his cries, indeed he seemed to enjoy Jarred’s suffering and drove it in all the way. He kept working his finger deep into Jarred’s ass, in and out just a little, twisting back and forth just a little. The discomfort had subsided considerably when he began to withdraw his finger but then he rammed it back in.
“Unhg! Unhg! Unhg!”
The ugly man grinned as he abused the boy’s anus. “I think you like it,” he said curling his upper lip. “Tell me how much you like it?”
“Oh, Jesus please mister, you’re hurting me!”
Jarred expected him to fly off in a rage, but the man stopped ramming his ass. A look of compassion came across his face. In an even voice he asked, “Would you like for me to use some fuck grease?”
In almost a whisper Jarred pleaded, “Oh, please do, it’s too dry.”
“Stay right where you are faggot!”
The man got up. Jarred started to put his legs down. The man shouted, “Put your legs back up! Spread your ass open with your hands. That’s it, now show me your boy pussy.”
Jarred pulled his knees forward and spread his cheeks. The man examined his splayed ass for a moment, then he walked to the kitchen area and brought back a bottle of lubricant. He knelt between Jarred’s legs again.
The man sniffed his stinking finger and then shoved it into Jarred’s mouth. “Clean it up butt boy!” Jarred gagged but out of fear of something even worse, sucked the nasty finger clean. Pulling the soiled finger from his mouth, the man the poured lubricant on it and began toying with his asshole.
“Tell me when you want it faggot.”
Jarred knew the answer was, “Now, please now!”
The man rammed it back up his ass. It slid in easily this time and there was no pain, just discomfort. Now for what seemed an eternity the man leisurely finger fucked his ass, every so often withdrawing completely and adding more lubricant. He reamed around Jarred’s sphincter, loosening it up before penetrating him with two fingers. Finally the man withdrew his fingers from Jarred’s butt and stood up. He untied the string on his swim trunks and dropped them to the floor.
Jarred gasped as he got the first good look at the prong that was going to sodomize him. He was huge, even limp it was big and fat. Jarred searched his memory. He had seen lots of men and had seen lots of big dicks, but this guy was massive!
“On your knees, faggot boy!” ordered the man. Jarred scrambled to his knees, welcoming the relief from his former position that he had been forced to hold for twenty, may be thirty minutes. The man brushed his thick cock back and forth across the boy’s face. It began to inflate with blood, growing and growing before Jarred’s eyes, growing to enormous proportions.
“Now suck it boy! Suck it!”
Jarred mouthed the huge bulbous glans. He could just barely take the head into his mouth. Sticky slick pre-cum began to flow from the heavy duty member as Jarred worked in vain to take more in. Then suddenly the man pulled his penis from Jarred’s mouth.
The man coated his stiff cudgel with the lubricant and then laid down on the floor on his back, his massive pulsating shaft pointing toward the heavens.
“Come on butt boy, sit on it!” he commanded.
Jarred straddled the large girth of the man and positioned his anus at the tip of the substantial cock crown, the cock head wedged in between his ass cheeks. Jarred couldn’t imagine something that big inside him. He reached back and spread his ass cheeks and put pressure as he sat. He felt his sphincter begin to stretch as the head penetrated a half inch, then it began to hurt as the huge cock head began to force it’s way in.
Jarred paused several times, trying to allow his sphincter to adjust, but still the head was not completely inside. Jarred was gasping for breath when he looked down into the red face of the evilly grinning man. Jarred paused again when suddenly the man grabbed Jarred by the hips and as he forcefully pushed Jarred down, he abruptly thrust upward with his hips, instantly ramming his bulky dick nearly three inches into Jarred’s rectum.
A searing pain swept through Jarred’s gut as his anal passage was suddenly stretched out. Stretched by the thick dick, a dick nearly the diameter of a beer can.
The boy cried out in pain, but there was no one around to hear him, no one but the leering abusive man. He nearly passed out, but soon the pain began to subside.
The look of agony melted from Jarred’s face and the man again abruptly thrust upward, driving his dick in an inch deeper. The pain swept over him again, though it wasn’t nearly as painful as that first thrust.
Jarred knew he would be rammed repeatedly until the long giant dick was fully buried. He began to squirm around, trying to take the dick in deeper, but more slowly, still the man abruptly thrust upward again, driving in an inch at a time, allowing Jarred to only barely recover from the most intense pain.
Finally the man’s dick was buried and could not penetrate further. Jarred was filled completely. As Jarred panted and gasped for air, the man remained strangely calm and didn’t move or try to thrust. After several minutes the man growled, “Now fuck me boy! Fuck me hard!”
Jarred lifted his hips, allowing the big dick to withdraw and then he sat back down, driving it back in. It still hurt, but it wasn’t excruciatingly painful anymore, in fact it began to feel good. Up and down, up and down Jarred slowly stroked, giving his ass a chance to fully adjust.
After several minutes the man snarled, “I said, fuck me hard!”
The man pulled him down onto his chest. “Ready or not, butt boy, it’s time for the ass fucking of your life!”
He began ramming his dick into the boy’s ass. It seemed to last forever, but it was only ten minutes before the man blew his wad. He stopped ramming it home once he started to lose his erection. As the huge dick shrank it partially withdrew from Jarred’s ass and when it was completely flaccid, it was still buried deeply. The man rolled Jarred off to one side and stood up, his soft cock making a loud ‘plop’ when it pulled free of his abused gaping ass.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes for round two. You want a beer or something, boy?”
Jarred couldn’t answer him nor could he stand up. He’d never had a beer before but knew from school that it could make you drunk, and if you were drunk, you felt no pain.
A few minutes passed and the man was back.
“Here, sit up and drink this.”
He offered Jarred a can of beer, beer spiked with a shot of bourbon. Jarred struggled to sit up and took the beer can.
“Drink it!”
Jarred took a sip, it tasted terrible. The man roared, “I said drink it!”
Jarred chugged the beer, not all at once but in four quick gulps. The man shoved his limp stinking dick in Jarred’s face and ordered him to suck it clean. Jarred manage to get the entire soft dick in his mouth and began sucking pieces of his own shit off the organ.
Jarred was about to retch, but he was distracted by the sensation of his head beginning to reel from the boilermaker. Then like a rising monster, the huge cock began to grow again, filling his mouth. The man held Jarred’s head tight against his crotch. As the dick grew, it slid down his throat. In order to accommodate the monster, Jarred was forced to stretch his neck out as the dick got larger and larger, but soon it was so large that it began to choke off his ability to breathe. Jarred started to struggle free but the big man held him.
The next thing Jarred remembered was that he was sprawled out on the floor, coming to, gasping for the sweet breath of fresh air, pins and needles stabbing at his brain.
The man grabbed his arm and lifted him to his feet. He guided him to the dinette table. He had Jarred lie face down, his hips across the edge of the table, his legs bent and resting on the floor. As the huge dick penetrated him again, he looked and saw a clock, it was only quarter to seven, ten o’clock seemed an eternity away.
“Please bring your seatbacks and chair-tables to their upright and locked position.”
The announcement shook him out of his revere. The unpleasant experience of a few days ago was forgotten as the tires loudly thumped onto the runway and the reverse thrusters momentarily roared. He was home.
He was glad to see his dad waiting for him at the gate, but was disappointed to see that he was alone. They gathered his bags and headed home, talking about nothing in particular, but mostly about sports and the NBA Finals. They arrived home thirty minutes later.
Greg explained the girls were still at school and wouldn’t be home for another four hours or so. He excused himself, saying he had to get back to the office for a meeting, but explained that Heather was home and would help him get settled in. Jarred stood in the driveway with his bags and watched as Greg drove off. It wasn’t the homecoming he had envisioned.
He wrestled his bags into the foyer and then went into the living room. He called out, but no one answered. He walked into the den and saw her, by the pool, sunning herself in all her magnificent glory. He couldn’t help but stare. He’d seen her naked many, many times before and she’d always been the primary object of his sex fantasies. Even though she was his stepmother, his dick grew hard. He stepped outside.
“Hi!” he called out.
“Jarred!” She sprang from her chase lounge and walked towards him with open arms, his eyes fixated on her gently bouncing tits. She hugged him, pressing her body close to his. He caught a whiff of her favorite perfume and breathed in deeply. “How was your trip?”
“Fine. It just seemed to take forever.”
“Where’s Greg?”
“He had to go back to the office.”
“That bum!” She stroked his hair, “That’s no way to welcome you home.” She laid a big sloppy kiss on his lips. Tentatively she tongued him, his tongue darted back.
“Well sweetie, I guess we have all afternoon alone together. What do you want to do? Go shopping?”
“No!”
“Lie around the pool naked with me?”
He laughed, that’s exactly what he wanted to do, “I can’t think of anything better!”
“Good, now strip and let me see what kind of a man you’ve become.”
He stripped down. He shed his last piece of clothing revealing his erection. He wasn’t embarrassed in the least, quite the opposite, he was proud of his equipment that had increased in size considerably over the past two years.
“My, my, my! We girls are certainly lucky today!”
She reached out and took him in her hand. A 6 ½-inch long penis for a fifteen year old was impressive. He froze as she stroked it in a most unmotherly way. She pulled her hand away, pleased at the response she’d gotten.
“Come here, dear. I’m due for some more sunscreen. Would you be a sweet boy and rub it in for me?”
A lump formed in his throat and he was only able to croak, “Yes.”
Heather lay on her stomach and he began applying the sunscreen to her back. She had never before invited him to do this, but knew from observations that she expected 100% coverage.
He squirted a glob into his hands and rubbed them together to warm the lotion up and then began applying it to her shoulders and neck, gradually working down to her lower back and finally to sensuous curves of her firm buttocks. He lingered there much longer than necessary, but she did not protest, indeed she made soft mewing sounds as he massaged her rump. Then he worked down her shapely legs to her feet. She rolled over.
Now he worked his way back up from her feet to her crotch. All except for a very small tuff of pubic hair on her pubic mound, she was completely shaven. She spread her legs slightly so that he could see the folds and crevasses of her vulva. He could see that she was wet. He really didn’t know what it was, but her erect clit was poking through its protective hood. He rubbed her flat belly and navel and finally reached the objects of his desire for so many years. Her ripe full breasts rose and fell like the surge of the sea as he began coat them with the protective lotion.
As he sat on the side of the chase lounge, rubbing her magnificent tits with their puffy, silver dollar sized aureoles and thick, thumb sized nipples, he couldn’t help himself as his lips seemed to descend on their own to the awaiting nipple. He halfway expected her to reject his advances, but she had no intentions of spoiling this moment.
Suckling each tit greedily while mauling the other, Jarred wallowed in his stepmother’s bosom. He began kissing up to her face and as he did, he mounted her like he’d seen his father and other men do. Kissing her deeply, he rutted, laboring to get in the proper position to do her. Heather wrapped her legs around her stepson, pulling him into her. He missed and fruitlessly struggled to find her honey hole.
Heather reached between them, and guided his straining cock to her needy fuck hole. Jarred thrust his hips forward, driving his engorged cock into the hot depths of her cock-hungry cunt. Her shamelessly aroused vaginal flesh opened and closed around his inexperienced cock.
Jarred gasped at the incredible sensation of his cock sheathed in the hot clutching velvet glove of Heather’s experienced cunt. As long as he could remember, he had yearned to fuck her. Night after night, alone in bed, pounding his dick, he imagined and visualized what it would be like to fuck Heather, to fuck his beautiful stepmother. He lasted only a few minutes before his seed raced down the length of his cock tube and gushed forth into her pussy. As he lay on top of her spent, gasping for breath, he reflected that the reality was far, far better than his imagination.
She rubbed his head and softly said, “Thank you Jarred. That’s the nicest compliment you could have given me. Cindy had told me how much you liked my body, especially my tits. I do hope you enjoyed it.”
“Oh yes, Heather, yes. I enjoyed it.”
“You’re such a sweet boy. As a homecoming gift to you, I offer you my body. Whenever, wherever you want it, you just let me know.”
Jarred suddenly felt guilty, “What about Dad?”
“Your father and I love each other very deeply. He allows me to freely express my sexually, and I allow him to do the same.”
“You mean like when you fuck all those men at Crystal Springs?”
“Yes. That was one of his gifts to me.” She kissed him again, “Welcome home darling, we all missed you.” He snuggled into her arms, feeling loved like never before. He felt secure, he felt loved, he was the happiest fifteen-year old in Rockford at that moment. He lay there for several minutes until she scolded, “You’re crushing me.”
He jumped up alarmed that he was hurting her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t …”
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she laughed. “You may not realize it but you’re a big man, and getting bigger by the day. Us girls like to have a big guy on top of us, but after awhile it gets hard to breathe.”
Heather stood up and smiled at the handsome budding young stud in front of her, and a stud was what she wanted him to be. A first class fuck stud, one that every woman he fucked would beg for more.
“Here sit down Jarred and let’s talk.”
“Talk about what?”
“Sex. Sit down.”
Heather studied his handsome face for moment before running her fingers down his bare chest. Their quickie was in so many ways very satisfying, yet she still yearned for the sexual release of an orgasm. Simply put, he was too damned quick, but she knew if she said that it might cause great harm.
“The girls have both missed you, especially Cindy. Did you know that she’s in love with you? It’s certainly no secret around here that you two were engaging in some very heavy oral sex the last time you were here. I know it surprised you at the time when I told both of you that you could continue oral sex all you wanted, but intercourse was off limits. Do you know why I said that?”
Jarred thought back, he really didn’t have any idea. “No, Ma’am.”
Heather smiled at the incongruity of his simple reply. Here she had just fucked him, her stepson and he’s still addressing her as Ma’am. Politeness was a trait she wanted him to keep so she moved on.
“Your father and I both believe that what two consenting people do sexually together, is nobody’s business but theirs. The fact that you were having consensual oral sex together was a fact and was none of my business. On the other hand, as a mother, I thought she was much too young to be screwing anybody, including you. That’s why I told you both that sexual intercourse was off limits.
“I’m glad to say that you both listened to me. That was two years ago and you have both matured and changed a lot. I know you had intercourse with several girls at Crystal Springs, and that was your business. It may surprise you, but Cindy and Julie are still virgins. I don’t know what your feelings are towards her, but in the past two years she’s sucked off at least thirty guys.”
On hearing that, he felt anger rising within him. Heather watched and noticed his reaction. She thought, ‘Typical jealous male. He hasn’t been around in two years, yet he thinks she should be sitting around knitting a sweater while waiting for his magnanimous return’. Still it showed he was emotionally attached.
“I see you have a problem with what I just said. Remember how your father and I express our love; we love, trust and respect each other. We have great sex, whenever it strikes us, and it strikes us often. You’ve seen us making love for years. We wanted you to see that sex was a very natural thing, something that could be done openly without trying to hide behind closed doors.
“Also remember that your father’s greatest gift to me was to totally liberate me sexually, and in return I liberated him. Sex is very pleasurable, the greatest pleasure God created, but we separate fucking for the pleasure of it and making love. Making love is what your father and I do, fucking for the pleasure of it is what we just did. Do you know what our biggest turn on is?”
“No.”
“Watching each other get laid. Watching each other enjoy having sex with another partner. Earlier you were concerned about how your father would react to us having sex, I’ll tell you he would get a real kick out of watching us. Afterwards, lookout, because he’s going to ream my pussy.”
As jaded as he was, Jarred was shocked by what she had just said. Heather continued, “So don’t be jealous of Cindy if she’s enjoying another man. If you love her, you’ll let her have all the freedoms I’ve struggled for all these years. Now like I said, Cindy loves you and she’s been waiting to see you. Julie too, but she’s not as infatuated with you as her sister is. What I said two years ago, no longer applies. She’s old enough to make her own choices about sex and your father and I will respect that. You understand what I’m saying?”
“Uh, I can, uh, fuck her?”
“Well, provided that she wants to. It’s very important in matters of sex that both parties be consenting. If she’s not ready, don’t you force yourself on her.”
Jarred thought back, that was why she was so angry when Cindy and I tricked Julie into putting my dick into her mouth, and why just a few days later, it was no big deal when she walked in on them in a 69.
“But if she’s willing?”
“I don’t have a problem. Enjoy your self. Both of you, and that’s my next topic. Men tend to be in a big hurry to get their rocks off without giving much thought about the real needs of a woman. Women like to take it slow, gradually building up the momentum until the passion nearly drives her crazy. So your first lesson is to take it slow.”
“You mean I was too quick with you?”
“No, the massage was great. Use that anytime for a good preliminary. You had me so hot to fuck that if you had just taken a few minutes more, and tended to my needs first, I would have exploded.”
“I didn’t do it right?”
“You did it fine, but you left me hanging.”
“I’m sorry Heather, I…”
“Its okay. I’m going to teach you how to make a woman come every time you’re with her. First take your time, and kiss her. Women loved to be kissed. Kiss her lips, her neck, and her ears and make her want you to kiss her all over. Then do just that, kiss her all over. Above all else, tease her, make her want you to kiss her where you’re not kissing her.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s say you’ve been kissing me on the lips, neck and ears. My breathing gets deeper and you head down towards my tits. Don’t just go immediately to my nipples, they’re very sensitive, but first kiss all around them but avoid touching them until last. When you finally get there, if you’ve teased me for a while, I will nearly have an orgasm right then and there. A woman’s skin is very sensitive all over, if you treat it right. A very light touch is best, and then you gradually increase pressure.
“After giving her tits their rightful attention, you continue kissing down her stomach and around her pubic area. But you don’t just start licking up her snatch. Tease her, bypass her pussy and continue down her leg to her feet. Some women love to have their toes sucked one at a time. Then kiss back up her leg, around her belly and back down the other leg.
“Now remember, the inside of a woman’s thigh is an erogenous zone, so kiss and nibble and lick here before zeroing in on her pussy. Even then you tease her and just kiss and peck at the outer lips before you begin licking at her slit and licking her clit. Then, use that tongue boy, use that tongue. Use it on her clit and after a few minutes even the coldest of women will be bucking about in pure ecstasy.
She laid back and spread her legs apart and pulled back her clitoral hood. “Here look. This is my clitoris. It is very sensitive to touch. Be gentle with it but don’t avoid it. If you rub the side of my clit with your finger, or if you lick it with your tongue, in a few minutes, I’ll have an orgasm. Some women it takes longer, especially if you got there too fast to begin with, so remember, take it slow. Now come here and show me you know how to do it.”
Jarred hesitated, not sure what to do.
“Come on, it’s okay. I’ll show you how good it makes me feel. That’s right, open it up with your fingers. Now lick all around it… Oh! Oh! Yes, that feels soooooo good, baby. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”
Heather just closed her eyes and enjoyed the lewd sensation. He obviously had licked a few pussies before, but not skillfully and she was going to teach him how to be the best muff diver in town. He began eating her out with gusto, tongue fucking her vagina, nibbling on her inner labia and doing a great job working over her clit. She rapidly began climbing to that familiar pinnacle of sensation as the wonderful glow began deep within her loins. Her legs clasped his head as she began to shudder and buck her hips as the powerful orgasm swept over her. When the sensation subsided, she relaxed her leg muscles, freeing his head. He popped up wild-eyed and took a breath, his entire face glistening with her pussy juice mixed with his own cum.
He watched as Heather swooned in the afterglow of sexual bliss, a bliss she was as addicted to as any junkie was to dope. She needed it and she needed a sex-fix often. She partially opened her eyes as she continued to writhe in unconcealed pleasure.
“Mmmmm! Thank you, Jarred. That was soooo nice. You seemed to be advanced in that department.” She glanced down. He was fully erect. The stepmother cooed, “What are you waiting for Jarred, now’s the time to fuck me.”
She turned around in the chase lounge and got on all fours, offering him a rear entry. Gamely he got between her legs and put his reenergized dick to her pussy. It disappeared into the warm moist depths of her womanhood. He began thrusting in and out in the ancient time honored fashion.
“Slow down, Jarred. There’s no rush. Mmmmm, that’s better. Now vary your thrusting,” she instructed, “fuck me deep, fuck me shallow, fuck me fast, fuck me slow, fuck me hard, fuck me gently. That’s it, rotate your hips. Oh yeah, Jarred, that feels good.” They fucked for nearly ten minutes before she pulled away.
“You’ve got to remember and change positions every so often, it prevents cramps and its just a lot more fun.”
She had him lie down and she crawled on top, waving her tits in his face as she humped him. After a few minutes she turned around, facing away from him and rode his pecker, giving him an unobstructed view of it disappearing and reappearing from her snatch as well as the globes her ass that jiggled lewdly each time she bottomed out on him.
After a few more minutes, she dismounted him and lay down on the patio floor, grasping her legs under her knees and pulling them towards her chest. As he began to mount her, she directed his hands to her legs, and as he mounted her, his weight pushed her legs up to the maximum, rolling her butt off the ground and allowing a maximum deep penetration. His fleshy piston pounded her wanton cock socket. A wave of release shot through her as she felt the pulse of sperm pumping out of his youthful dick.
He rolled off exhausted, then stood and dove into the cool refreshing water. He was floating on his back, eyes closed, when she pulled him under.
“Hey! Why’d you do that?”
“Because I wanted to, a woman’s prerogative. Besides we weren’t finished with our lesson today.”
“We’re not?”
“Why do you think I’m teaching you all this?”
“So we can screw?”
“No. So when and if you make love to Cindy, you’ll do it right the first time. You do that and she’ll come back to you for more. And not just Cindy, any woman who gives herself to you should be treated well. Now, you have some idea of how to be a great lover, but remember, practice, practice, practice.”
Heather swam to the side and climbed out, resuming her sunning position on her chase. Jarred swam for several more minutes before exiting the water. He sat on the chase lounge next to Heather and began to soak up some rays.
“Jarred? Do you have sunscreen on?”
“No.”
“You’re going to get blistered if you don’t put some on. Here let me rub it in for you.”
She rubbed the lotion onto his face and neck and across his chest, down around the groin area and down each leg and foot.
“Turn over.”
He turned on to his stomach and she applied sunscreen to his neck and back and his buttocks.
“You know Jarred, when you’re having sex, it’s okay to touch her anus.”
As she spoke, her hand slipped between his ass cheeks and when it came in contact with his sore bunghole, he jumped and cried out, “Owwww!!”
Heather was taken aback. No way should that have been painful.
“What’s the matter Jarred?”
“Oh, its nothing.”
“That wasn’t nothing. That hurt you. Lay down and let me see.”
“No!”
She knew he was somehow hurt and firmly said, “I said lie down and let me see.”
Reluctantly he complied. She spread his ass cheeks and at once saw that his anus was raw and inflamed. “Who did this to you?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Bullshit! Who did this to you?”
“A man. Oh god, please don’t tell Dad. I’m not gay, I just needed some money.”
“You let somebody do this to you for money? What do you need money for?”
“I wanted to buy everybody a present, but Mom never gives me any money, at least not enough to save up for anything. Please, don’t tell Dad!”
“I have to, he…”
“He’ll hate me!”
“No he won’t Jarred. Look, your dad won’t care if you had sex with a man. Your dad and I, we’re both bisexual. I enjoy making love to another woman every now and then and he enjoys getting it on with the guys sometimes. It’s just sex. But this? Come on, get dressed, we need to go see Doc Marin.”