I awoke in the morning with her head on my arm and my fingers numb. Arg, my arm had fallen asleep. I gently extracted it from under her head and tried to get the blood back into it. As it started to tingle she rolled over and wiped the sleep from her eyes. The covers had fallen almost to her waist and I could see her small breasts surmounted by pointed little nipples. They were small and colored a dark red in the soft light sneaking around the curtain. She opened her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?" watching me massage my arm.
"Trying to get it working. You fell asleep on it and now its tingling like crazy." She watched me for a second and then realized her breasts were exposed. She pulled the covers up looking to see if I had noticed. I pretended not to.
"How about breakfast?"
"Sounds good. I'm hungry."
I rolled out of bed and started putting on clothes. She was watching intently. I'm no body beautiful so I am sure she wasn't captivating by my looks. But she was definitely interested. Maybe she really is a virgin. "Are you going to get dressed?"
"You're looking."
"So were you." She blushed a deep crimson this time. I turned toward my CD rack and started to pull a few out for the day's journey. Seeing I was 'busy' she quickly threw the covers off and grabbed her clothes. I tried not to watch too much. I took the CDs up front and pulled the curtain aside. The warm sun streamed in through the window. I set the CDs down and turned. Tammy was almost finished dressing and was putting her shoes on. I pulled open the van door and we headed for the bathrooms.
"Got a toothbrush?" I asked.
"Uh, no."
"We'll have to stop later and get you one. That will be totally groady otherwise."
"What?"
Damn. Wrong slang. I was sure I had just declared myself hopelessly clueless. "Nothing."
We wound up back at the van about the same time. I drove on in to Yuma and found a Denny's. Breakfast was the typical Denny's fare. We headed out of Yuma on I8 and I set course for Phoenix.
We stopped along the way at the Casa Grande Ruins. It is a partially preserved adobe structure different from most of the ruins like the cliff dwellings. The Indians who inhabited it are called the Hohokam, 'those who have gone.' That's about all anyone really knows. They built this place and they left. What happened? Why did they suddenly abandon this place? I wondered if anyone would ever know the answers.
Six hours and countless cacti after leaving Yuma we hit Phoenix. I saw a mall from the highway and headed that way.
"What are we doing here?" she asked.
"You need a change of clothes and things. Looks like the best place to buy them I see."
"I don't want to."
"What do you mean, you don't want to?" She crossed her arms across her chest and looked petulant. "You mean, you can't afford to?" She looked at me and the wall tumbled just as quickly as she had thrown it up seconds before. I saw tears start to form in the corners of her eyes. I reached out and touched her cheek. "Remember. You're my guest. I knew you couldn't afford this when I pulled in. Quit worrying about it."
She reached up and touched her hand to mine, "Thanks."
"Come on."
Oh, Lord. Hours later she had a toilet kit for the trip and a pile of new clothes as well as a great pair of hiking boots. If she were going with me she'd need them. I had been able to limit the amount of her purchases by constantly reminding her that there wasn't any more room in the van. One thing she didn't buy and I never mentioned it was pjs and somehow we had missed that section. Oh well, we'll just have to continue sleeping au natural. I was feeling a little guilty. But not too much.
It was too late for any sightseeing so I found a nice hotel off the highway and checked in. I really wanted a shower but it was dinnertime. She wanted to go out, probably to show off her new clothes. We compromised and ordered in what she wanted. I jumped in the shower first and was out in minutes. She took a long lazy shower. Pizza showed up while she was in the shower.
"Food's here," I yelled. No answer. "You're going to get what the little piggy got if you don't hurry." Now the shower went off. Her hair in a towel and new duds on she appeared in a minute. We chowed down and then I had to endure a fashion show.
She finally tired of the show and piled her clothes on a chair. I was lounging on the bed. "Want to watch a movie?" I asked.
She jumped on the bed and grabbed the remote. "Yeah." She hit the menu and brought up the movies. It was the standard hotel fare, Drama, Comedy, Action, Children's. The pointer stopped on Adult. "Have you ever watched adult movies?"
I smiled, "Of course."
"Do you like them?"
"Some. Some are really stupid."
"Do you know any of these?" She had selected the menu and there was a list. They all sounded pretty trite. The selector settled on one, The Lolitas. She looked at me. "Can we watch one?" Why was she selecting that one? Did she understand the meaning of Lolita or was it just chance that the selector landed there?
"Sure," I managed to say, my breath catching in my suddenly constricted throat. She hit the select button and the screen went blank. A few seconds later the movie started. It wasn't as much a movie as a collection of shorts all involving older men with young girls. The first one was in a gym. The guy was on a weight machine bench. The girl walked into the picture and they started kissing. Soon they were removing her leotard and his shorts. She straddled the bench over his face as he buried his tongue inside her. We watched as he licked and sucked on her labia and clitoris. She was moaning. The camera moved around to his erection. She was running her hand up and down and pulled it toward her mouth. She started to lick and suck his cock. She was moving her head up and down over it.
Damn, it was affecting me laying here next to a beautiful young girl and watching a scene right out of my fantasy on the TV. My dreams had been filled last night with scenes exactly like those on the screen. The only difference was that it was Tammy and me in the dreams. The fantasies of the night before flooding into my imagination. I watched as the man slowly became me and the girl became Tammy. My cock was pushing up the front of my robe into a very noticeable tent.
Tammy looked over at the tent and up at my face. "Am I still supposed to ignore it?"
"Huh?" I asked. I was startled out of my revere.
"Last night," she said pointing at the tent. "You told me to ignore it. Am I still supposed to?"
"Only if you want."
"Can I see it?" I nodded my head. She reached over and slowly pulled the robe open. The cloth fell open and my erection bounced in rhythm with my heart. "It's bouncing," she said. I nodded again. "Can I touch it?" She didn't wait for an answer but reached out and touched it. Her hand closed around it and started to move like the girl in the movie. "It's so soft and so hard."
"What did you expect?"
She ran her hand around my cock and grabbed it tightly. Then loosed her grip and moved her hand like the girl in the movie. "I don't know. Maybe like a piece of wood or something. But it's not. It's hard on the inside but soft to the touch. I like it. Am I doing it right?"
"Oh God, sweetheart. Yes, It feels wonderful." My whole being was centered in my cock, feeling her soft small hand move up and down the shaft.
She looked back toward the TV and watched as the girl continued to lick and suck. She leaned forward and touched her tongue to the tip. She hesitated not quite sure what to expect. I guess it must have been okay because after another glance at the screen she moved her mouth down over the glans and started moving in concert with the girl. She kept an eye on the TV trying the various things the girl was doing. Damn but she was a quick study. I've had worse blowjobs from women with years of practice.
I moaned my pleasure. "Tammy. That feels so wonderful. I wish you knew." She looked at me and saw the pleasure in my face. My cock was wet with her saliva so her mouth and hand moved easily over the shaft. The camera shifted again and we saw the man licking and sucking the girl.
"Can we do that?" she asked.
"Oh yes. I'd love to." She moved her body around and I pulled her shorts and panties off. She straddled my face as she continued to lick and suck. I was looking up at her beautiful pussy. It was sparsely covered with brunette hair. She had a wispy triangle. Perfect. I licked softly along her labia and felt them part as my tongue pushed into her cleft. I pulled them apart and looked at her treasure. She had perfectly formed lips and a cute clitoris. I started licking around and felt her becoming wet. I teased her clit and when she started bucking against my face I sucked her clitoris into my mouth while licking quickly. The sensations were too intense for her and she stopped sucking me and moaned her delight. I didn't want her to cum this way. I moved her over onto her back and lie between her thighs. Continuing to lick and suck her beautiful little genitals. I kept teasing her close to orgasm and backing away.
One last time she approached climax and I moved quickly up over her and settled my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She opened her eyes with concern. I rubbed my penis over her pussy and she relaxed again and succumbed to the lust, which filled the room. I slid my cock down and into the entrance. She moaned with desire. Her instincts had taken over and she wanted and needed to be filled and satisfied. As I pushed I felt something, a resistance. She was a virgin. I pushed just a little harder and felt her maidenhead rip and I slid up her hot wet channel spreading open her lips with the head of my pole. "Ohh," she yelped and her eyes flew open.
I kissed her and said, "You are a woman now." I moved in small circles against her pubis rubbing her clit. The pain quickly disappeared replaced by the renewed sensations of pleasure emanating from her loins. When her eyes closed I changed to an in and out motion. I looked down and was energized by the thought that I was fucking this beautiful young girl. I was her first. My cock was the first up her tight wet pussy. I nearly came right then but fought off the sensation. I wanted this to last a little longer. Oh God, it was glorious. Her pussy was so tight I could feel it trying to hold my shaft deeply inside. Every time I pulled out it clasped my cock and seemed to suck it back inside.
She reached up and put her hand on my neck and the other hand grabbed my arm. She was squeezing so hard it almost hurt and I knew she was going over the edge. She moaned and bucked against me. A lewd loud slapping sound filled the room as our perspiring bellies came together. I felt the ripples of her cumming along my shaft. It was too much and my cum boiled up from my balls and exploded into her. Our bodies slammed against each other in the throes of orgasm. I emptied shot after shot of my cum into her pussy until my balls ached.
Collapsing onto her, I was panting like I had run a mile. She continued to run her hands over me and moan softly. When I could catch my breath I looked at her face. It was glowing with sated pleasure. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. I leaned forward and kissed her. Her eyes opened and slowly focused on me. "Oh, God. I didn't know." I kissed her again. I rolled over to my side pulling her with me so that I stayed inside her pussy. I was still semi-hard and hadn't really lost any size. I couldn't remember the last time I had been turned on like this.
Tammy snuggled into my chest and put her leg over my thigh. I felt her moving slightly around my cock enjoying the feelings of being full and sated with sexual pleasure. It was the first time she had ever felt these delicious sensations and she was savoring the moment. I heard the babble from the TV and used the remote to turn it off. I stroked her back and hair. I felt her hands wandering over my chest and through my hair. It was a beautiful moment. We were completely sated and at peace. Nothing needed to be said. Every thing had been expressed through our bodies. Spent of all physical energy I reached over and turned out the lights and drifted off to sleep.
Copyright Rod O'Steele © 2005, 2007