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Subject: {ASSM} (new) JAMES 13 (mf rom)
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James
Part IV. Interlude.

Chapter 13

There were two identically miniskirted blonds waiting for me the next
morning. Jules climbed in the back and Celeste got in carefully, tugging her
short skirt down awkwardly.
   "Wait, Celeste has something to show you..." Jules grinned as she leaned
over my seat.
   Celeste fidgeted and tugged her skirt, refusing to look at either of us.
   "Celeste..."
   "OK, OK." She leaned forward and pecked me on the lips.
   "No, no, no, that's not it! Do it again, like we practiced!" Jules was
bouncing up and down, frustrated at her very slow pupil.
   Slowly, Celeste touched her lips to mine, and as I returned her kiss, her
hands started caressing my face. She turned her head slightly and our lips
nestled together. The pounding in my head grew as she tasted me with her
soft tongue, inviting me to do the same. Our breaths became gasps as we
pushed ourselves tightly together in an all out slobber fest.
   Celeste's hands were tearing my hair painfully as Jules pried us apart,
"No, no, no, that's not how she's supposed to do it either!"
   "What's wrong with that? It felt fine with me!"
   "She's supposed to stop before she got to the last part!" JulieAnn cried
in dismay.
   "That's because she had such a great teacher, you should be proud!" I
kissed Jules on the nose and slowly she relented.
   "How are you?" I asked Celeste, who was slumped in her seat, eyes
shining. She was playing with her skirt, which had ridden up her thighs,
showing a nice view of her panties. With a wet patch.
   "Fantastic!" She smiled shyly.
   "Ingrate!" Mumbled Jules.
   "Jules said if I didn't improve my kissing a lot you won't be interested
in me. So she offered to teach me..." Celeste blushed as JulieAnn giggled
delightedly and nibbled on my ear.
   "It took me till midnight before she'd even let me start! Not one of my
more satisfying students, I want you to know." Jules lamented, chewing on my
earlobe, "I slaved at it until it was daylight outside." and rubbed my hand
over her boob in anguish.
   "What else did she offer to teach you?" I was almost afraid to ask. Jules
giggled, pushed her tongue in my ear, and jabbed my hand with her suddenly
hard nipple.
   "She told me I was too small d-down there and I wouldn't be able to take
you..." I looked at my sweetheart as she grinned ghoulishly. "So tonight I
have to let her n-n-nuzz..."
   "Jules, you're such a liar! Celeste, you don't have to listen to her. I
told her not to pressure you!"
   "I don't mind, honest! But Jules said I have to say the whole name each
time." Celeste took a deep breath, "Tonight she's going to nuzzle my cunt."
She finished proudly.
   I looked at Jules, not believing the evil I had created. She rubbed
herself over my hand and beamed.
   "Aren't you PROUD of me?"

= = = = =

There was a crowd waiting at school again, but this time, strangely enough,
it appeared to be for me. Coach Wilson and Principal Hardie gave short
speeches and shook my hand. I took the opportunity to ask for time off for
afternoon trainings the 3 weeks until the Nationals and they readily agreed.
   Then, with my three lovely conspirators standing behind me, my devoted
fans, now some 20 strong, dressed in the now de rigueur white minis lined up
and congratulated me with warm kisses. I was seeing stars and had to be
supported bodily when finally, as the newest member of my fan club, Celeste
came up. Then, in front of the entire school, she carefully wrapped herself
around me and leisurely finished the kiss she had started in the car.

= = = = =

"Upstairs!"
   I followed her voice to find my beautiful vixen stretched out in bed.
Completely naked and exposed.
   "Are you going to stand there and stare or are you going to participate?"
   Despite a big breakfast, I was famished by the time she let me out of
bed. My knees buckled and I could barely get my shoes on.
   At the restaurant, Anton looked sympathetically at me and suggested the
16-oz prime rib. Nicole told him to make it a 24-ouncer, noting that,
indeed, I was practically skin and bones.
   "Today, my lovely knight, we are getting you a new steed, the kind with
four wheels." She smiled endearingly.
   "Are you doing it because you're worried I'd wreck your car?"
   "I thought all men want a loud snarling muscle car to go with their macho
image?"
   "No, I like mine smooth and sleek with the muscle underneath. Sort of
like someone I'm with right now..." She smiled and held my hand. "And I
happen to like your car a lot."
   "Are you sure you want my old car?"
   "Nicole, it reminds me of you. And we did so much in it..."
   "Oh, you're such a wonderful, romantic man!" She clutched my hand and
dabbed her eyes.
   "Wait, listen. Nicole, why don't you let ME buy you a car and you give me
the other one?" Her nails dug into my palm and she looked misty-eyed at me.
"Uh, as long as they'll take my credit card!" She nodded happily.
   "He's buying me a car." She crinkled at Anton as she dragged me away from
my meal.
   We went to the dealership and we took a Z3 out for a spin. She drove us
to a small back street and parked. Then she leaned over, pulled my cock out
and started sucking. For 3 seconds.
   "Too tight." She complained as the gearshift and brake handle got in the
way. I hastily repaired myself as she roared us back to the BMW dealer.
   The Corvette, the RX and the S2000 all flunked the test. By this time I
was dreading the sight of any car dealerships.
   Finally she found a good fit with the Mercedes SL. Which was fortunate
because I was at the brink of a breakdown. My hands shook, I drooled and
mumbled and I had developed a nervous tic on my face.
   Equally fortunately, they had a white model in stock and I hastily
scrawled my name on the invoice, marveling at the number of digits they can
squeeze onto such a tiny piece of paper.
   She drove off merrily and I followed in the Bimmer, until, in her garage,
she dreamily rocked on me while we christened her new car with our mingled
juices.

= = = = =

She was forced to alter my training since I had so callously upset the
routine, so I found myself sitting at the computer and, while it booted,
praying fervently that there was enough money left to pay for my recent
indulgences. The cost of her car alone could have paid off the deficit for a
number of third world countries.
   The investments had averaged a return of 15% with Jules's hunches
responsible for much of that. I cashed some slow movers and transferred the
amount to our bank account.
   I went downstairs and Nicole was directing the efforts of 2 boys from the
grocery store. Now that she was fully clothed they were a lot less
enthusiastic but everything got done in half the time. She grossly
overtipped them, obviously feeling guilty about depriving them of their
visual gratification.
   "How'd you know what to order?"
   "I took what we bought last time and multiplied it by 10." Which
explained the sacks of salt and the gallon drums of ketchup in the hallway.
My lovely darling could be dangerous with a credit card.
   I called and arranged to have the Store pick up the extras the next time
they were up.
   She was feeling very contrite but I assured her there was nothing to
worry about, as long as she humbled herself and showed the proper
appreciation for my understanding.
   So humbly she led me to the gym and told me to get my sorry ass in gear.

= = = = =

I pushed myself hard and Nicole stayed with me for a bit, then went and
lounged in the whirlpool.
   We lazed around the swimming pool afterwards and I told her the
arrangements I've made with Jules.
   "Why don't we have everyone over Thursday? Sort of a girls' day - with
you as entertainment?"
   "And could you get Celeste an implant too?" Her brows quirked.
   "She's Jules' older sister and I think tonight she's going to have her
cunt nuzzled..."
   "I think we had better start fattening you up!"
   We cooked and ate out on the deck and she helped me make the salad. It
was a great meal but I could see how beat she was, so we cleaned up and I
took her up to bed.
   "Sorry James, I'm really tired, it's been a busy week. Can we do it
another day?"
   I held her and said, "Have I told you how much I love you and how happy
you've made me?"
   "Yes, but tell me again..." as she kissed me tenderly.
   So I rocked her and whispered my love until she fell asleep.

= = = = =

"Hi, Amanda?"
   "HI! I LOVE YOU!" She yelled into the phone.
   "I take it nobody's home?"
   "How'ja guess? They've gone out to get groceries. You wanna come over? We
have 30 minutes!"
   "My god, you know how appealing that sounded? It was a nice thought
though."
   "Maybe I could get another babysitting job... You know the girls called
me just now? They're so sweet, they were afraid I was lonely. But I'm always
lonely without you..."
   "Don't be, I think about you all the time."
   "Oh, you're sweet too. Can you do something nice for Sara? She misses you
and she's not very strong yet..."
   "I know, she was kinda down today but she was trying to keep a cheery
face. I was thinking of looking her up.
   "Like I said, be nice to her. I feel a lot for her, you know... We have a
lot in common - including being hopelessly in love with you."
   "And she lets you rub her boobs."
   "That too... Anyways, how was your day?" I told her about the reception
and the speeches in the morning.
   "That's nice of them, I'm so proud of you. You really did good. I love
the way you twist them up and push their faces into the ground." There was
obviously a side of my sweet lovable Chip I had not been exposed to. She
went on to describe a few particularly gruesome moves she'd like me to
incorporate.
   "Sorry, that's only allowed in the WWF!" She sighed, devastated her hero
was not quite as bloodthirsty as she had hoped.
   "Yeah, I thought I'd seen that somewhere before. Are you sure the knuckle
in the eye is illegal?" I hastened to inform her that EVERYTHING she had
suggested was illegal, if not outright criminal.
   "Oh well, there goes my Saturday entertainment. Which, fortunately, has
been replaced by YOU! And you'd better come through big time, buddy boy!"
   "I'll do my best..."
   "Listen, I'm going to get a roast chicken and I'll bake a cake for
Saturday. Anything else you'd like?"
   "Just a sweet little morsel that I'm dying to eat up!"
   "Don't make any promises you can't keep!" She giggled. "And James, do you
think we can have some champagne too?"

= = = = = =

"Hi, is Sara home?"
   She came bounding down the stairs, still in her white mini.
   "James!"
   "I thought you might want to go for an ice cream, just for an hour or
so."
   "Can we go somewhere else? I don't feel like eating..." She said as we
drove away.
   "Whatever you want, Sara." I squeezed her knee, "Happy one week
anniversary!"
   "Ohhh, you remembered!" She wrapped herself around my arm and leaned her
head on me.
   "It's hard to forget making love with somebody as sweet and as lovely as
you. Actually, it's twice as hard..." She giggled.
   She hugged herself tighter to me, "Oh, James. I get so afraid sometimes.
I thought after what we did, I'd be strong, but after a while, I don't feel
confident any more."
   "You're doing fine. Remember what you said? You don't have to be anybody
but yourself!"
   "Yeah, I know. But it's so much better knowing you're there beside me. I
DO love you a lot!"
   "I love you and I love what I see in you... I look at you and I feel so
proud. Can you even remember the Sara of 2 weeks ago?"
   "No... I HAVE changed haven't I? I guess I'm not so bad after all." At
the lights I leaned over and kissed her.
   "No, not bad at all - you're a very lovely person: inside and out."
   "You're so nice to me, I can't help but love you... Oh, I talked to
Amanda today. She's amazing, you know. She so small and young but she's so
strong! I really admire her. And she knows so much about kissing and, about,
you know... cocksucking." My cock twitched at the way she said it. She slid
forward in her seat and pulled my hand up her leg as she started stroking my
hair.
   "And she's told me a lot of things about it, but I haven't had a chance
to try them out yet..." She looked at me and licked her lips.
   "If you are trying to seduce me, it's working." She laughed and slipped
down and kissed my thigh. My hand had somehow landed on her breast. She
hummed against my leg.
   "James, can we go somewhere and make out?"
   "Huh? And you're worried you don't feel confident?"
   She laughed, a throaty gurgle, "It only works when you're close to me. I
feel I can do anything with you around!" She traced my cock inside my jeans
and tickled the tip lightly until I was squirming against her.
   "Sara..."
   "Shhhh, I'm learning to be a cock tease." She giggled again.
   "Ugh, you're doing a great job. Can we go on to something else now?"
   "We can't do it until we're stopped."
   "I going as fast as I can. We'd both be toast if we get pulled over..."
   She laid her head on me and looked up, "James, what should I do if Simon
wants to do things on Friday?"
   "Besides kissing you goodnight? You think he would?"
   "Probably not, but if he's nice to me, maybe I'd want to do something
with him... Besides kissing."
   "That's your decision. You certainly have the choice. But I guess the
rule, if there is one, is to give as much as you take."
   "You know I'm saying this because I'm with you, and you make me feel
really comfortable about myself. But I'm glad we talked about it."
   She resumed her light tracing around my erection, "Are we THERE yet?"

= = = = =

I started to kiss her and then she stopped me. "Get in the back. Amanda says
I have to make sure we're comfortable first." I certainly couldn't argue
with Amanda's logic there.
   She started wriggling out of her dress and I stopped my undressing to
watch her. She blushed but continued, keeping her eyes on mine, her breasts
shivered and swayed, their tips swollen and when she took her panties off,
she was already glistening with her juices.
   "Do you know how sexy it makes me feel to have you look at me like this?"
She whispered. "Take your clothes off..." And sat back to watch. She was
right, the way her eyes lit up slowly with lust was electrifying.
   She put her hand on my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. It was soft,
sweet and all Sara. She took it slow and it wasn't until her little tongue
was in my mouth that she slipped over my straining cock and started rocking
gently on me. She was hot, wet and so incredibly tight. She squeezed and
excited my every nerve as she tenderly milked me with her little cunt.
   I caressed her breasts and ran my fingers over their smooth surfaces
until I could stimulate their hard dark nipples. She leaned her head on my
neck and gasped.
   I started shaking and her shudders grew with our lust. I caressed her
smooth back, resisting the urge to force her down on me. She was only
halfway down when she started moaning and shaking. She bit my lip and with a
lurch I started coming as well. I grabbed her hips and moved her pelvis on
me as she shook and grunted into my mouth.
   We stayed clasped in each others arms as we slowly came down, our tongues
sliding around our mouths. She moaned softly as she stroked my hair and I
held her breasts.
   "Lie down," she said as she rotated our bodies until I could lean down on
the seat. She slipped off me and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she licked
about my softening cock, using her hand to pull the skin back and darting
her tongue in the folds and crevices.
   Her eyes were closed and she hummed as she licked my balls and slowly
cleaned the liquid that had pooled on me.
   I started getting hard as soon as she put me back in her mouth. She
pumped her mouth and sucked softly until I was fully erect. Then she pulled
my skin down with her hands and started bobbing her mouth over the exposed
top. I grunted my pleasure as she increased the speed and the pressure, her
hand slipping down to stroke the shaft. It was too much, I humped my groin
into her, groaning as I sprayed. She sucked and swallowed, then pumped me
for more.
   She was red faced and breathing hard when I pulled her up and started
kissing her. "That was amazing! You're amazing!"
   She smiled and snuggled on my chest, "I told you I could do anything when
I'm with you... I really wanted to make you feel good - because I love you
so much." I hugged her to me. "I love holding you and hearing your heart
beat..."
   "Sara, love, I have to take you home. It's been almost 2 hours."
   "I know, James..."
   On the way back, I told Sara about Nicole's party on Thursday. "Can you
help me with dinner?"
   "OK - let me get some ideas and we can go get the groceries. Ohh, that
would be nice, Wednesday I have a free period and we can spend time
together!" She snuggled on my arm.
   As we turned down her street, she said "I don't have any 'Monday' panties
for you - you already have it."
   "Well, we'll just have to collect another day. No point in breaking the
set. I guess this date doesn't count then!" She giggled.
   "But I still want you to have them, OK?" She started skinning them down,
"It's kinda wet..."


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