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Subject: {ASSM} (new) JAMES 17 (Mf, rom)
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James
Part IV. Interlude.

Chapter 17

It was light when I woke. Nicole was asleep with her legs akimbo on sheets
wrinkled and mussed from our lovemaking during the night.
   I touched her face softly, the soft, beautiful face of my lover who had
given me so much. Her eyes fluttered opened and her face lit up in a smile.
She took my hand and kissed it before hugging herself against me.
   I kissed her full lips lightly and licked them. Her hand went around my
hair and pulled me close against her, her mouth opening to admit my tongue.
My hand went to her breasts and stroked them to firmness.
   "Good morning, my love..."
   She grunted and stretched, arms and legs fully extended. The tendons
tensed and the muscles stood out in stark relief under her smooth skin. Her
stomach rippled in a perfect 'sixpack'.
   "God, Nicole, you are such an amazing sight, an incredible
aphrodisiac..." I exclaimed sincerely, my erection echoing my sentiments.
She laughed and rolled on me, sliding me inside her already wet hole.
   She closed her eyes and writhed on me, "Mmmm, we have to get up...
Soon... Cleaners are coming... Later..."
   She was happy to let me do the work and I slowly pumped into her,
enjoying her tender heat, her hands stroking my face and hair. My hands
caressed her back and ran lightly over and down her ass. I felt the tingle
and shivers and tried to delay and prolong the inevitable. Suddenly she
grabbed my ass and forced me in her, attacking my mouth in a wet, biting
kiss. I began pounding in her as she shook against me in her orgasm. I cried
out in pleasure and pulled us close as I filled her with my seed. We shared
a shivery kiss as we slowly relaxed from our climax, caressing each other
lightly, tingling from our sexual release and our love.
   After our shower, Nicole chose a loose silk blouse and a snug skirt and I
decided to wear all white to keep her company. It was already warm enough so
we went out in the SL with the top down.
   We cruised down the coastal highway, turning heads as we slipped around
the traffic. I squeezed her leg and she smiled back at me and held my hand,
head back as her golden hair streamed in the wind.
   About half an hour later, we passed a restaurant and we stopped for
breakfast. We had bacon, ham, eggs and flapjacks cooked over a wood fire and
we ate messily and giggled as we wiped food off out faces, oblivious to the
stares of the people.
   The road took us away from the city and into the hills, lush with new
leaves and early flowers. Noisy gulls wheeling and squawking for tidbits
alerted us the sweeping turn gave us our first glimpse of the ocean,
glittering in the morning sun.
   We parked at a restaurant and, hand in hand, sauntered down the boardwalk
with the joggers and bladers; past avid fishermen with more hope than luck,
and finally down a dock to where boats were unloading their catch. We bought
a huge lobster and two red snappers from them.
   We took our purchases back to the restaurant and, while they were being
cleaned and cooked, we snacked on rock oysters grilled on a open pit, drank
spritzers, held hands and gazed into each other.
   After coffee, we headed home. Nicole had her studies to return to and I
had a date.
   "Come by afterwards if you wish, but use the guestroom. I'll be studying
for my exam on Saturday so let me rest." She told me as we were soaking
after our workout.
   "When are you thinking of going back to your studies," I asked, "Do we
have ten minutes?"
   "Why is it I keep getting the feeling you're shortchanging me?" She
laughed as she reversed our positions and straddled me, "Ohhh, love,
slowly... No lubrication... Ohhh..."
   She hugged my neck and slowly settled herself down on me, the heat and
the friction was incredible but I let her work herself on me slowly.
   "Uhnnn, now I know how the girls feel... Ahhhh... You really are a brute,
ohhh! God!" She buried her face in my neck and rocked herself on me, "James,
touch me down there..."
   I fingered her clit as she shook and moaned and drew sparks along my
penis. Her shaking increased in a series of small peaks until finally she
dropped herself fully on me. I started moaning my orgasm and she took full
strokes on me, groaning and whimpering in pleasure and pain. She shook on me
for a long time as she kissed my brow and ran her nails down my back.
   "Oh, that was the most intense I've ever come..." She moaned shakily. I
kissed her softly as she shivered on me.
   "My love, my sweet knight, can you please take me to the shower? I really
can't walk..."
   I soaped us and took extra pleasure in shampooing her lustrous hair,
running my fingers through it as she clasped against me and murmured her
appreciation.
   I took my lovely beauty, now pink and drowsy to bed and laid with her.
She stroked my face and smiled.
   "You're so sweet... You spoil me, my knight." She sighed, "I cannot even
conceive of a time when I did not have you, and your love." She nestled
against me, gently holding my sated penis. "Just now, it was so special - it
was almost like you were taking my virginity, something I wish I could have
given to you..." She squeezed me, "I've known since that first day that I
would be yours, totally and completely yours, my knight." She kissed me,
softly, and for a long time we basked in our closeness.
   "Get dressed, you have a dance to go to..." She kissed me lightly and I
slipped out of bed. "Be nice to Jules, she deserves the best."

= = = = =

Celeste met me at the door. "Jules' still changing..." She looked
appraisingly at me, and tugged me upstairs. To her room.
   "Oh, you lovely, lovely man. All dressed up and no place to go!" And
invaded my mouth with her tongue. She held my face as she bathed my tonsils,
pulling me on top of her on the bed.
   I leaned up to catch my breath as she continued to kiss and lick my neck.
"Oh, you're such a babe magnet... Forget the dance, I'll take care of you,
my big stud!"
   Suddenly Jules hammered on the wall, "If you two are doing what I think
you're doing, you're both dead!"
   "I'm just keeping your date company until you are ready, Jules!"
   "You don't need to lie in bed to do that!" She yelled back. Celeste had
the decency to blush before pulling us off the bed.
   "How could you accuse me of such a thing? I am hurt and insulted!"
   "If I smell your perfume on him, I'll rip your boobs out and stuff it
down your throat!"
   "You are such an untrusting person! No wonder he has to come to me for
comforting!"
   "You are such a slut! I'm gonna make sure he doesn't ask you to the prom!
So there!"
   "Hah! He already did, so there!"
   The door flew open and JulieAnn stood at the door. Both Celeste and I
stared with our mouths open.
   Jules wore a tight sleeveless dress that only came to mid thigh, where it
ended in white ruffles. A loose "V" collar showed a good portion of her
delectable boobs. With her golden tresses in loose ringlets, she was an
angelic vision that exuded raw sex.
   "My god, Jules... Would you be very mad if I tore the dress off you and
made love to you right now?" I panted.
   "Down boy!" She dimpled, "I want to have some fun at the dance first,
THEN you can do what you want to me!"
   "Wow, you are a fox, little sister!" Celeste breathed. "Even I can't keep
my hands off you..." As she clinched her in a warm kiss.
   "Celeste... stop! I'm leaking!" Jules ran into her room and we waited as
she changed into another pair of panties.
   Celeste leaned her head on my shoulders and said, "James... Would you
take me to the prom? I would be so very grateful!"
   "How grateful?"
   "As grateful as you want me to be!" And gave me a small sample.
   "I guess so..." I sighed, "You know I have no willpower..." She laughed
wickedly.
   "Celeste, how could you? I turn my back and you're mauling my boyfriend
again!" Celeste giggled and stuck her tongue out at her sister.
   Jules gently removed Celeste's hand from me and replaced it with hers "I
can see why Celeste behaved so disgracefully with you. You are too sexy for
words."
   Celeste moaned, "That's right... It's all his fault. If he didn't look so
good, I would've ignored him totally!"
   "Yeah right!"
   We finally got outside after Celeste gave each of us a kiss. "Have fun
guys, and don't worry about you poor spinster sister sitting at home, pining
away..."
   "Yeah right..."

= = = = =

Jules was thrilled with the corsage I got her, a Hawaiian "Kaleidoscope"
orchid, with velvety gold petals fringed in blood red. I got a warm kiss and
a promise of the 'Mother of blowjobs' later.
   There was time so we went to a little Italian restaurant where we had
pasta and wine by candle light. Jules looked sophisticated and incredibly
sexy in her little dress and heels and everyone stopped to admire her. She
was eating it up and enjoying herself. We held hands and kissed a lot.
   We met up with Sara and Brenda at school. Sara wore a strapless dress,
with a bodice that molded her lovely breasts and a loose short skirt, with
an effort I managed not to take the warm kiss she offered to an all out fuck
fest. I could see the effect she already had on her date, a skinny boy in
her class who was flushed and seemed ready to jump her bones.
   Brenda's outfit was a pastel two piece with a loose top with thin straps
that outlined her hard nipples and a long snug skirt, it showed her trim
waist when she moved. Her date Ted was a Senior who held her possessively
and looked distinctly uncomfortable when I got a lingering kiss from her as
well.
   The gym was already packed as we claimed a table in a corner. Jules
dragged me up for the next dance. I don't usually like fast numbers, I sweat
a lot and, as Jules informed me, "stomped around like a love-sick elephant".
We sat down and Jules was asked to dance right away and I nodded, not
wishing to waste my energy on fast songs any more.
   The next few dances were fast also, so I let Jules wow her way through a
fast collecting crowd who'd come to marvel at her fresh beauty and
barely-there dress. I was kept entertained by a number of young ladies who
had been ignored by their dates while they jostled for a chance to dance
with Jules. Many of these poor lonely lovelies were at one time members of
my fan club, and some even wore their white miniskirts as well. They must
have grown taller in the last week because the skirts seemed even shorter
than I remembered.
   One of them, Carla, whom I recalled as being a charter member, and
confirmed it by kissing me in some detail, was quite stricken with her loss.
She was carefully checking her hose for crooked seams while resting her
shoeless foot on my knee, showing me, quite accidentally, of course, her
black lacy underwear.
   The first slow dance, Jules wound her way to me and dragged me away from
my group of benighted maidens. She clasped her arms around my neck, nestling
her body against me and gave me a long soft kiss as we swayed on the dance
floor. She pulled away and smiled at me. She was radiant.
   "James, this is wild! I must've danced with a hundred guys already!" She
reattached her mouth to mine and demonstrated what all hundred guys would've
loved to be doing to her.
   "Whew!" She finally pulled back, "Are you having fun?"
   "Me? Not really, just offering consolation to some poor, jilted ladies."
   "Hah! I saw how you were taking inventory of their clothing. Especially
that Carla, I have to have a talk with her!"
   "Poor Carla, she was devastated, you know. It's hard to be discarded by a
lover, so young... so fragile... so lovely..." I sighed.
   "Oh, poor James. The perfect gentleman..." She slipped a hand under my
jacket and into my pants. "What a crock!" She laughed as she pinched my ass.
I squirmed against her.
   "You don't know the suffering, Jules." I licked her ear and she shivered,
"I too, have been callously used and betrayed..." I sighed some more and
nibbled her.
   "You sneaky bastard, you'll never let me forget that, will you?" She
kissed my neck, "I suppose you expect me to keep making amends the rest of
my life?"
   "It may just ease the suffering a small bit... Ouch, a lot!" She had dug
her nails into my flesh.
   "And you better show the right appreciation too! I got guys begging to go
out with me!" She hugged me tightly, "Problem is that I don't feel the least
bit interested!"
   "That's a problem? Are you considering dumping me?"
   She sighed, "I don't know how it happened, but I'm hooked on you now, you
can't get rid of me if you wanted to... Phooey!" and kissed me tenderly.
   We nestled close and swayed for about 4 songs. Sara came up, "Jules,
dance with Simon. He's about creaming his pants for you!" and grabbed me and
waltzed us off.
   "Simon's been dying to dance with Jules all night but she's been
mobbed... Finally he can get his dream..."
   "That's nice of you..."
   "No, that's so I get to dance with you." She leaned into me and held me
close. "I love holding you like this and hearing your heart beat. Ba-dump,
ba-dump..."
   "You feel really good too - how is Simon treating you?"
   "I don't think he knows how to deal with me. He enjoys my company but he
can't see he doesn't have to be macho with me, bragging about sports and
cars and his friends. I wish people could just relax and not try and impress
others so much!"
   "Not everybody can impress like you, Sara! You're a wonderful, warm
person and so lovely."
   "You say the sweetest things, James. I'm so totally in love with you..."
She murmured and rubbed herself against me. "And so terrible horny!" I could
feel her hard nipples as she dragged them across my chest.
   "But I'll have to wait." She sighed, "Tonight you belong to Jules. Maybe
Monday?" She smiled as I nodded. The song ended and I drifted back to
reclaim Jules.
   Brenda snagged me. She turned to her date and said, "Ted, wait for me
back at the table. I want to dance with James." Without waiting for an
answer, she slipped into my arms. She hugged my neck and we danced slowly,
bodies not quite touching. She leaned her head on my shoulders.
   "Bren... Do you know I can look right down your top?"
   "Mm-hmmm, it's just for you... You like?" She hummed in my ear, then she
whispered, "Tell me what you see..." She caressed my neck as we rocked
slowly.
   "Your nipples are hard and standing straight out... I swear I can see
them pulsing and glow..." She moaned, "Your breasts are hard and they're
shiny with sweat. There's a little drop running down your chest... it can't
decide to go up your breast or around it..." Brenda was biting my ear and
panting. "It's thinking, thinking... Hmmm, should it go for the tip, and
give it a little kiss, a nibble perhaps? Or go around and slip round the
smooth flesh of your breast, touching... caressing..." With a grunt she
pulled herself tight and rubbed herself against me. I slid my hand down her
back and held her.
   "God, James, you're driving me nuts!"
   "You've squashed the poor fellow..."
   She giggled. "Hold me like this and I promise I'll make lots more like
him - all over!" We swayed as she held me and stroked my back. "And James,
Ted wanted me to go to a party afterwards but I'm going to say 'no', so I'll
need a ride home. OK?"
   "Fine. But you're having fun?"
   "Yes. I'm enjoying myself - especially now. I'm just getting to
appreciate how good it is being with you. Ted is nice but I can't relate to
him, it's like we live in different worlds!" She leaned her head back on me
hugged me close. The dance ended and we returned to Sara and Jules at the
table. Brenda spoke to Ted, who left in a huff.
   "And Simon's deserted me. He copped a feel and I told him off so he's out
bragging about it to his friends!" Sara said, "I just can't wait to see what
my reputation is like next week!" She smiled.
   "Let's go, the party's dying..."
   "Where to, girls? Nicole's expecting us..."
   "I can't, it's your date with Jules, plus it's exams Monday!" Brenda
said.
   "Me too," Sara said. "I need to study my Science all weekend. But I want
you to take me out Monday afternoon, OK?"
   Jules leaned her head on my shoulder, "Would you consider taking a very
horny girl somewhere THIS Friday, like now?"

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