Saturday morning I checked my e-mail and had one from hotgurlie. Maria thanked me for making her send off to college so special. I stared at the screen for a long time, my mind wandering. She was thanking me and yet, I felt like I was the one who had been blessed. Maria had given me back something I had lost; my erotic self. It had been so long since my divorce had cost me that part of me that I had almost forgotten it. Maria had given it back, or woke it from its slumber. It was a marvelous gift.
I floated around for the next few days thinking about what I wanted. I knew I couldn’t go back to being the hermit I was before. I didn’t know what fate held in store for me, but I knew I would need to find it now.
Wednesday, fate tipped her hand; an e-mail from the girls. This one was from Jamie. Was I busy Friday night? I wrote back immediately telling her to please come Friday. I spent the next couple of days planning the dinner and thinking about Jamie, beautiful Jamie. You see, Jamie was just about my physical ideal woman. My dreams were filled with Jamie. The days dragged…
After dinner on Friday night, Jamie and I were sitting in the front room. “Jamie, why me?” I couldn’t help but ask the same question. I was still a bit puzzled why these three delectable young women had chosen me. I wasn’t unsure of their intentions any more. Maria had cured me of that. But all through dinner I had looked at Jamie and thought she was so beautiful, why would she choose an old fart like me? So, once again I asked.
“Didn’t Maria tell you?” she asked.
“She told me why she wanted to see me, but she can’t tell me why you do.”
“Oh God, it’s like been like forever we talked about you,” she said. I nodded. “Okay, its like, the three of us would come over to hang with Becky, and like, Maria or Lindsey would like, say how hot you were. Then Becky would get all, you guys are so gross, or something. She’d act like she was mad we were talking about her dad being sexy. But, then like, Lindsey would start in on her dream from the night before, all explicit and stuff. And Becky would be hanging on every word, just like me and Maria. And then Maria would be like, how she wanted you to do things to her and all of us would be getting into it.” Jamie blushed slightly and paused before continuing, “I don’t know maybe I shouldn’t tell you this but, there was even a couple times we’d get so hot… Maria would like start touching herself as she talked and then Lindsey and Becky would be touching themselves, like, pretending they weren’t and then we’d all be so hot we’d push off our pants and we’d all do it. Not to each other. Nothing lezzy. But do ourselves, even Becky. Funny, I just thought about something. Becky never did tell us what she was thinking about when she did herself. We’d all be like, ‘Mr. Martin, do it to me,’” Jamie looked over at me and blushed again.
“That was a special present you gave me, trusting me with that story. Thank you,” I said. Jamie looked down and mumbled something. “Tell the truth, it made me kind of hot listening. I wish I could have spied on you girls all together and masturbating. My mind is full of some really vivid images right now.”
Jamie looked up and said, “Yeah, me too. Just thinking about those times is making me a little hot.”
“I wonder what would have happened had I stumbled into the middle of one of those… little parties,” I said.
“I think we would have raped you,” Jamie said laughing.
“Can’t be rape if the fellow doesn’t resist,” I answered. Jamie laughed. I smiled and pulled my shirt off over my head.
Her eyes got a little wide. “Guess it’s time?” she asked.
“If you’d like. Jamie, I only want to do this if you really do.”
“No, I want to, but it’s like my first time. So, maybe, I’m a little nervous,” she said quietly.
“Everybody has a first time and as Voltaire said, ‘It is an infantile superstition of the human spirit that virginity would be thought a virtue and not the barrier that separates ignorance from knowledge.’” I could see she was digesting that so I said nothing. When she looked quizzically at me, I asked, "yes?" "Whatd oes that mean?" she asked. "I think he was just saying, all this stuff about virginity being a virtue is hogwash that has fooled people for too long. All virginity is, is that moment when you are wondering, what is sex like and the next moment when you find out how wonderful it is; you can wonder and never know or find out it is wonderful. That’s all it is; your first time, and after you will know what you only could guess at before. Instead of worrying people should relax and make it as fun as possible.”
Jamie smiled and asked, “So, like you want me to get undressed?”
“I’d like nothing better,” I said.
Jamie unbuttoned and removed her shirt and tossed off her bra. Then she pushed off her little shorts and panties standing for inspection. I was entranced looking at her: red hair flowing down her shoulders, her fulsome tits bulging, pale skin and a well trimmed landing strip above her pussy. Jamie was the Irish lass I’d fantasized about for years. She smiled at me as she stood underscoring her shapely beautiful tits and perfect young girl shape.
I pushed off my shoes and stood to pull off my pants. Jamie stared as I pushed them down. My cock sprang up when released and Jamie’s eyes locked on it and she stared at my erection.
I extended my hand to her. She stood facing me and took my hand. Man, she was beautiful. She was standing like Eve in the Garden, feminine perfection. I held one hand and pulled it to her side to reveal her in all of her feminine beauty. I led her to my bedroom. Her eyes darted around the room, not able to settle anywhere for more than a split second. Her hand trembled slightly. Her voice had a slight quaver in it. I think she was nervous despite Voltaire.
Based on my Sherlockian deduction, I decided to go slowly and make sure she was relaxed, first. “Would you like a massage?” I asked.
“Massage?” she replied. “I thought…”
Laughing, I said, “Lay down and I’ll give you a massage. You’ll be surprised just how erotic a good massage can be.” She had a hint of trepidation in her eyes, but she lay down on the bed. I had a bottle of oil in the bath and grabbed it. I warmed some in my hands and started slowly rubbing it into her upper back and shoulders. She tensed at first. I kept up the slow long strokes, working the tension from her muscles. Soon, she started to relax. That’s when I worked lower on her back. I bypassed her ass for the moment and worked on her legs. When I got to her feet, I gave each one the special treatment. There’s something very sensuous about a woman’s feet. And their shoes tend to mangle them so a little TLC goes a long way. Jamie was purring by the time I was done.
I massaged her legs a little more and finished up on her ass. She wasn’t nervous anymore. “Turn over,” I said quietly. She did without even opening her eyes. I started on her face, massaging cheeks, forehead, chin, then around to her neck. She was relaxed and ready. Time for the transition.
I lightly rubbed lower, then around to her chest. Circling her tits, my hands teased, then cupped them. Her nipples erected, but she was still half way in dreamland. She would transition from there to aroused without having to go through that Nervous Nellie stage she had been in before. I bent forward and sucked a nipple while teasing the other. Jamie gasped from the sudden intensity of sensation. My hand found her pussy and cupped it, the finger slipping into her folds and teasing her clitoris.
I didn’t know if a virgin tasted different, but I was about to find out. Jamie’s legs opened and I settled between them. Her pussy was wet and redolent with arousal. I licked one lip, then the other. She shuddered and moaned. Then my tongue wormed between them, moving higher and higher. Her legs gaped open, spreading her open for my assault. I teased around her clitoris as her hips bounced in need. My tongue flicked over her clitoris and she jumped from the sudden intense sensation. I sucked her clitoris as I lashed it with my tongue. Jamie let out a strangled moan of pleasure, “Never…”
I wondered what ‘Never,’ meant but now was not the time to stop and ask. Her hips were bouncing now as I sucked and lashed her clitoris. I had one arm around one thigh and the other around the other, hanging on and keeping my face on her pussy. No slip-ups here. The girl was going to have an orgasm. I’d make sure of it. I sucked her whole clitoris into my mouth, massaging the base with my lips while lashing the tip with tongue. It sent her over the top. A long low “Oooooo,” sounded from her as her hips bounced and trembled under me. Her whole body stiffened, her hips off the bed, then Jamie screamed, “God!” and like a spring wound too tight, her whole body released all of the pent up energy, thrashing about as she moaned. I held on keeping mouth to pussy as she spent herself, finally deflating and collapsing to the bed. Wow!
I lay next to her and waited. When she opened her eyes they were still half lidded with lust. We kissed and I moved over her, lining up my cock with her drenched pussy. Her pussy offered only slight resistance as I lanced into her. She was still suffused with sex. Our coupling was slow and languid. I felt her have several small climaxes as we screwed. It was as if she didn’t have anything left to get a big climax with. I sped up and quickly brought myself to a peak, emptying myself into her willing body. She shuddered and held me close as I filled her.
We said not a word as we lay together, both exhausted but happy, gently touching each other, and sharing an occasional smile.
It was getting late. Jamie looked at the clock and moaned, “Oh, I have to go.” Neither of us wanted to get up, but both of us managed to roll out of bed. She went into the bath to clean up a little. She dressed and I took her to the door, kissing her goodbye in my best suit, the one with the flesh colored tassel.
“Thank you, Mike,” she said after kissing me.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” I said.
We stood in the door for a moment longer looking into each other’s eyes before she turned and walked to her car.
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