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Subject: "The Adventures of Me and Martha Jane" Part 12C
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The Adventures of Me and Martha Jane
Part 12C
Ronnie's eyes stayed on mine and glowed with anticipation as she lay
back and draped her arms around her head. I rolled to my other side
and tenderly kissed the hollow in her throat, a new place and a new
pleasure for me as my lips explored Ronnie's soft and pliable flesh.
Then I kissed her small, slender left shoulder and her arms came
around my neck and she offered her right shoulder to my mouth and I
licked it and then nipped at her long throat, and she bent her head
back and stretched her neck and breathed "ahhh" as I kissed her
there, and then I licked and nipped my way to her left breast and
found that she was smaller than Martha and I could take most of
Ronnie's tit in my mouth and I did so, and tongued the sloping
underside and then licked and sucked her nipple. It stiffened as I
pinched it lightly between my lips and bothered it with my tongue,
and Ronnie twitched enjoyably and crooned "Yeah, that's the way,"
and while I pleasured Ronnie's breasts Martha moved to kneel beside
her, and Ronnie said "Martha, this is really good," and Martha
whispered "Yeah?" and Ronnie looked down at my mouth on her nipple
and whispered "Yeah," and although I relished the newness and the
unique feel of Ronnie's hard dark nipple and her long, warm, slender
arms that coiled around my head and shoulders as she cradled me to
her, I began to slowly lick and kiss my way down her torso. She
tensed a little and caught her breath and then trembled as I kissed
around and then below her navel and her hands moved to my shoulders,
and she started breathing nervously, and she whispered "Steven," and
I continued licking downward and she said again tremulously
"Steven..." and Martha asked "What's wrong, honey?" and Ronnie
gulped and said "Nobody ever did this for me. God, George never
even warmed me up," and Martha said "Steven's being good to you,
Ronnie. Pleasing you pleases him." Ronnie gritted her teeth and
gasped and watched as I licked the silken curls above her mound, and
I found that her mild scent was like sage, and Ronnie gasped again
and then relaxed a little as I moved to kiss her inner thigh, and I
ached inside with the realization of how different and moist and
clingy her skin was there, and I inched my lips closer to her cunt
and she tensed again and gripped my shoulders and I raised my eyes
to see her looking at me and her eyes were wary and she gritted her
teeth and breathed quickly, and I tentatively licked along the edge
of her slit and she stiffened and gasped with surprise and smiled
timidly, waiting, and I licked again and she gasped again and her
pelvis lifted, and I extended the tip of my tongue and delved gently
into her slit and gave her a long lick upward that ended with a
caress along the short length of her clit and she gasped, and her
eyes softened and she whispered hotly "Ah, that's nice!" and I
began making circles around her clit with my tongue and she smiled
ecstatically and sighed "oh, yes...oh, honey, yes," and she softly
bit her lower lip and arched languidly and irregularly under my
mouth while I licked. I stopped to cradle her clit on my tongue and
clamped my lips together and sucked and she gasped "Oh!" and then
her thighs fell farther apart and she tilted her pelvis up a little
and offered her cunt more urgently to my mouth, and she gritted her
teeth and gasped and moaned shakily "Oh, Martha it's so *good*," and
Martha laid a hand softly on Ronnie's trembling shoulder and I
paused to suckle her clit again and Ronnie sighed a quick, steamy
"Ah," and her breathing and her voice grew tense and shaky and her
eyes found mine and she whispered "Steven..." and she gulped and
licked her lips nervously and said "The only person who ever made me
cum was me," and as I sucked, my eyes gazed past her tummy and past
her heaving breasts and into her pleading eyes, and she trembled and
whispered needfully, fearfully, "Don't leave me hangin', honey," and
I winked at her reassuringly and Martha told her softly "He won't,"
and Ronnie moved one hand from my shoulder and her hand shook a
little as she wiped sweat from her upper lip and then she gripped my
shoulders again with both hands and whispered "Be good to me." I
covered her cunt with my mouth and flattened my tongue against her
slit and my flattened tongue nudged forward until her clit and
portal were completely bared so that I could lick her entire cunt
from bottom to top, and my tongue found that she was hot and salty
and syrupy and the edges of my tongue felt the difference between
Martha's smooth, firm slit and Ronnie's tasty, fleshy, fuzzy one and
Ronnie moaned and hissed and said again through her teeth "Be good
to me," and my tongue stroked longingly and she gulped and her eyes
closed and her head drifted back and I could see only her arched
throat and her chin, and she softly cried "Be good to me..." and
Martha stroked her forehead, and Ronnie's thighs opened and the
tendons pulsed as her hungry cunt sought more of my tongue and her
hands gripped my shoulders tighter and I nudged my mouth closer to
her, my upper lip finding the tip of her small, slippery clit, and I
nestled my lower lip against her clit's root, and my tongue cradled
the length of her clit and I tightened my lips and sucked and Ronnie
gasped and her throat made a helpless "uh!" sound, and then I
softly flicked my tongue up and down along her captured clit and she
groaned weakly and then she whimpered and her body went taut and she
moaned urgently "Faster...faster...no, slower, honey, a little
slower..." and then gasped "that's it! Oh that's it!" and she
gulped hard and her voice trailed off with a rapturous "Oh, god,
that's it," and she quivered as I sucked her clit and flicked my
tongue with the speed she liked, and her wetness dripped over my
chin, and then for a long moment she held her breath, and then she
said loudly into the air, as if with sudden, ominous comprehension,
"Oh my god," and she tightened again and moaned hoarsely with the
same dread and powerlessness "It's gonna happen. Oh my god it's
gonna happen," and Martha smiled at her and said simply "Mm-hm," and
Ronnie's hips rose and her clit throbbed and I knew she was there,
so I sucked and flicked and her whole body jerked and she made a
languished, surprised "Oh" sound as her chin strained upward and her
mouth fell open, and she humped and jerked spasmodically several
times and her nails dug painfully into my shoulder and she softly
cried a rhapsodically joyful "Yes" and then "Yes" again and then a
louder "Yes" and then her hands gripped me so tightly that her arms
trembled, and then after a long moment a prolonged, violent tremor
coursed through her, and finally she jerked and slumped and her head
raised and fell forward and she heaved a loud "Oh!" and then she
struggled to breathe, her grip on my shoulders relaxing and her hips
bobbing, and her cunt withdrew from me as her climax waned. I knew
her clit needed rest, so I held my tongue still against her for a
few seconds, feeling her clit flutter slightly, and then I raised my
head and saw she was a gasping, panting little girl with her eyes
shut tightly as she winced with exhaustion. I pulled myself up and
wiped my wet chin with my forearm and moved to cradle her against my
chest, and her head fell back against my shoulder and her body felt
willowy and limp and feverish against me, and I kissed her forehead
and eyelids and she raised her slim, soft arms that felt so good and
friendly on me and draped them over my neck and shoulders and rested
her face against my chest, and Martha moved to her other side and
stroked her shoulders, and Ronnie panted and smiled bashfully and
wiped her shiny brow and said "Whoo!" and said breathlessly "Now I
know what I sound like when I cum," and Martha smiled at me and
whispered, "You were good to her, Steven," and I held Ronnie,
feeling strong and protective as she nestled her delicate, heaving,
tired body against mine. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard and
said "Steven, that was so good," and she breathed deeply and asked
"Did I sound like I was out of it?" I answered "No, you sounded
into it."
The small, candlelit room seemed untouched by time. The earth
stopped turning. As if in a dense, humid fog of sensuality, I
slithered across the floor and enfolded Martha in my arms, my sweet
and needed Martha, and we kissed longingly and she lay back on the
floor and opened her legs under me and grinned, her eyes smoldering
lazily, and she whispered, "Lick me, hon. Don't wait. Lick me." I
glided my mouth down her body and felt my cock leave a smear of
precum on her leg as I slid lower and Martha whispered "I'm so
close," and when my face was over her mound I saw her fingers
holding herself open and her voice dripped with lust and she
whispered "Lick me" again and my tongue found her sweltering, slick,
and ready, and she ground her clit against my tongue and sighed a
low, salacious, breathy "Ahhhh", and I laved her clit with my tongue
and glanced up to find her still grinning and she whispered "Yes,"
and Ronnie, still a little breathless, crawled to us and lay on her
tummy and rested her hand on Martha's arm. When I sucked Martha's
clit her head fell back and her eyes closed and her lips mouthed the
words "So good," and by the hardness of her nub -- her hot and
sensitive jewel that was bigger than Ronnie's and was so easy to
find and to grip with my lips and that throbbed so strongly when
Martha was close to cumming -- I knew that Martha would be there
soon and so I sucked more lightly and moved my tongue in a wide
circle that surrounded but bypassed her clit, and Martha arched and
moaned and I watched her long, elegant neck tense, and Ronnie gazed
into Martha's face lovingly and stroked Martha's arm, and Martha's
hand on Ronnie's shoulder began to tighten and Ronnie took Martha's
hand and held it and gave Martha's hand a little kiss and stroked
it, and Martha's hand grasped Ronnie's and Ronnie told her, "Now I
know what it feels like," and Martha said "I'm close... Ronnie, I'm
so close. He has me right on the edge. Oh, so close!" and Ronnie
glanced down at me, perplexed, and asked "God, Steven, how do you do
that?" and Martha whispered "He just knows," and Ronnie grinned at
me and said "Do me that way next time, Steven." My cock lurched at
the thought and I wondered how long I could keep my mouth and teeth
and tongue going, and Martha began saying more urgently "Almost
there... almost there," and Ronnie whispered to her "It must feel
so good," and Martha closed her eyes and stretched her neck and
showed her teeth with a happy grin and sighed "Oh, it does," and
then she tensed and hissed "It's so close" and then gushed loudly
and excitedly "Now!" and she panted and then stiffened and held her
breath and my cock and my heart swelled with gladness for Martha
because I knew she could no longer resist, and I nudged my tongue
along the length of her yearning clit, stroking slowly, and Martha
jerked and Ronnie watched her intently and then Martha whimpered and
her head rolled to the side toward Ronnie and then she made a happy
"Ah" sound as she arched and then stiffened more. Her clit seemed
inflamed under my tongue and her hand trembled on Ronnie's and
Ronnie whispered "yes" and watched Martha cum, and then Ronnie's
eyes widened, startled, as Martha's mouth fell open and Martha's
whole body trembled once, twice, and again, and Ronnie whispered
"oh, honey, yes" and stroked Martha's hand, and soon Martha gave a
long, loud, sweet sigh and then a low "mmmmm" as she relaxed and her
climax ended, and her clit receded and softened and her hips
twitched once and she started breathing again, and she looked down
and stroked my hair while I cleaned her with my tongue and Martha
said "Nice. Ah, nice," and I removed my mouth and wiped my jaw, and
I rose, resting on my heels, and Martha rose and bent to me and held
my face and kissed me softly and Ronnie watched in awe as we kissed
and hugged. Martha kissed my neck and shoulders and held my face
tenderly and kissed me again.
Then Martha looked down and saw my half-wilted cock. She said, "My
goodness, what happened to him?" I was a little breathless after
all my work. I said "He's been holding back so long, I think he
gave up," and Ronnie said "Hey, we can't leave him hanging, can we?
Pardon the pun," and Martha moved her legs out of the way and
kneeled beside me and Ronnie kneeled in front of me and gave my face
and chest damp little kisses, saying "I'd like to put in my two
cents worth, sweetie. You sure had me feeling good, too," and her
lips moved down my chest and onto my tummy and she lay down with her
legs extending away from me and smooched my navel and murmured
"Look, he has just enough hair, in all the right places," and Martha
smiled at me and asked "Want Ronnie to finish you off?" and I
looked at her and hesitated and Martha nodded yes and I nodded yes
back and said "Okay." Martha looked down at Ronnie and said "Your
move, Ron," and Ronnie encircled my half-hard cock with her long hot
fingers and I sighed with the pleasure of it, and she licked the
bead of precum off my tip and mused aloud "Lessee, how's Ronnie
gonna be nice to Steven? Too bad we don't have any condoms," and I
smiled down at her and said "This will do," and she grinned up at me
and asked playfully "Okay if I suck it? Hm?" and I grinned back
and she cackled softly, "Want me to?" and I said "Yeah," and Ronnie
said reassuringly, still looking up at me, "It's okay to cum in my
mouth," and I said "Okay," and Martha added "He has a nice clean
taste, hon." Ronnie peered at her, surprised, and asked, "How do
you know that? Huh?" and Martha smiled secretively and Ronnie
said, "Uh-huh. Holding out on me," and her fingers jiggled me a
little and I tensed and settled more comfortably onto my legs
beneath me and spread my thighs a little to give her elbows more
room. She put my cock in her mouth and sucked once, popping me out
of her, and I moaned and she grinned up at me and then she put her
lips around me and started sucking too tightly, moving her head
rapidly and jerkily. I groaned and held her head still and said,
"Hm, no, no, wait a minute," and she lifted off me and looked up
questioningly and Martha said "Ronnie, what are you doing?" and
Ronnie said "What's it look like I'm doing?" and Martha laughed and
said "Ronnie, when they say 'suck it off', they don't mean it
literally!" and I laughed and Ronnie laughed. Ronnie said, "I
thought that's the way you're supposed to do it," and Martha said
"Maybe some men like it raw that way, but Steven likes it slow and
dirty," and Ronnie said, "Oh. Show me," and Martha said, "Come on,
be nice to him, when you suck so hard and fast you squeeze all the
blood out of his cock, and it dulls the nerve endings," and Ronnie
said defensively "That's the way guys told me to do it, the few guys
I did it with. They said hey baby suck the chrome off that thing."
Martha said, "Yeah, big guys with stainless steel dicks. Steven's
sensitive. Look, start easy, and real wet -- the secret is, your
mouth should feel wet and soft," and Ronnie lifted her head and
said, "So show me, already," and Martha said impatiently, "Oh, here,
gimme your finger. I feel so silly doing this..." and she sucked
Ronnie's finger for a few seconds and Ronnie said "Oh, yeah, I
see...you don't really suck, you just grip with your tongue. Hmm,
if only my finger could cum," and Martha stopped and said "And
Steven likes it when your mouth just slides over him, y'know, I mean
don't try to strangle him with your lips," and Ronnie looked up at
me and asked "Ready for a second try?" I nodded and she started
sucking again and Martha watched carefully and after a couple of
sucks she asked me "Okay, Steven?" and I stopped gritting my teeth
and said "Yeah, it's ..okay, but...," and Martha told Ronnie "C'mon,
Ronnie, wait a minute," and Ronnie rose and asked Martha to show her
again and Martha said impatiently "Oh, Ronnie, he's gonna cum before
we get anywhere," and Ronnie said "Well, show me!" and Martha said
"It's not a science, it's an art. Watch, now, first I get my mouth
really wet and then I cover him all at once so he's, you know,
drippy. Watch," and she sucked on her tongue inside her mouth,
gathering moisture, and then she bent and put her mouth around me,
enclosing fully and gently, and started slowly moving up and down
and I gasped and said "Okay, careful," and Ronnie said "Okay, okay,
I get it," and Martha sat up and watched as Ronnie lay down in front
of me again and held my cock and muttered "We'll get this right
yet," and then she touched her inner lips to my tip for a second and
then nipped at it and my cock arched with a pleasant itch and was
getting big and rigid, and Martha said, "Good, Ronnie," and Ronnie
murmured "You smell good", too," and I whispered "Thanks," and she
looked at my cock and said "I never tried it this way" and gathered
moisture inside her mouth for a few seconds and then she lowered her
head and I sighed quietly and jerked inside her as she enclosed me
completely and started moving up and down slowly, and Martha looked
at me with an odd little half-smile and asked "Good?", and I blushed
and nodded yes and she whispered "Enjoy it, hon," and she looked
down at Ronnie and said "Slow down when he starts cummin', Ron, he
really likes that," and Ronnie said "Mm-hm" with her mouth full of
me, and she started nodding her head, her lips sliding, her cradling
tongue inducing a tauntingly mild suction as it rode along the
underside of my shaft and tip, and I gave a prolonged, gratified
sigh as Ronnie settled into a languid rhythm, moving her head in
strokes of about three inches, always leaving at least two inches of
my cock warmly immersed, and Martha, smiling mischievously, watched
me enjoy Ronnie's spittle-wet mouth, and I hissed softly when I
realized that Ronnie had found exactly the right speed, depth,
wetness, and gentle suction, and I smiled at Martha, whose eyes met
mine with a sensual, conspiratorial nod of approval, and I knew my
feelings were not the sweet, poignantly shattering emotions I had
when Martha sucked me, but the look in Martha's eyes told me that
this was deliberate, primal, wanton carnality, and then Martha
looked down to watch Ronnie's lips gliding along my wet cock.
It took Ronnie less than a minute to thoroughly and satisfyingly
suck me off. At first I feared I might be too shy to cum with
Martha watching, but Ronnie worked with an easygoing, lubricous,
unerring efficiency that brought me steadily and swiftly to the
brink of orgasm, and when she sensed my impending cum she slowed her
pace by half, delaying for several sucks as Martha had suggested.
While I hung on the edge, my hips poised and taut, Martha looked up
inquiringly and I grinned and nodded and she smiled back, our eyes
joining us in lecherous complicity, and my cock pulsed between
Ronnie's lips and the slit in my tip gushed gently against her
tongue, and her head slowed, and then my hips twitched and I panted
and sighed and grunted and started squirting inside Ronnie's mouth,
and she swallowed noisily and Martha heard it and eyed me with a
lewd grin, her lustful eyes twinkling as she knowingly winked, and
then I squirted more, a powerful effusion of hot new cream, and
Ronnie sighed pleasurably through her nose and gulped, and after
several squirts I slumped, gasping and huffing, gritting my teeth
while Ronnie finished me off. Finally, with a last, tight suck and
a long swallow, Ronnie raised her head and released me. She wiped a
corner of her mouth and licked her lips and caught her breath,
exchanging catty grins with Martha, who gave her a nod of approval,
and Ronnie, pleased, reached down to soothingly tug my aching cock
as she smiled at me sweetly.
I floated backward and lay gasping, face-up, my legs still folded
under me, and Ronnie asked, "Was it good? Huh?", and I panted
several times before replying dully, "No," and they both laughed.
We rested, stroking each other and talking. Ronnie confessed that
she had no idea how all this got started, and she asked Martha "Did
you have any idea something like this would happen tonight?" and
Martha smiled impishly and said, "I gave it a thought, earlier on
the beach, but I didn't know it would happen." Ronnie said happily,
"But it was nice, wasn't it?" and I agreed. Martha asked me, "Were
you embarrassed?" and I said, "Yeah, a little, but..." I glanced
at Ronnie and said, "You were too good to resist," and Ronnie
chuckled and said wryly, "The whole thing was too good to resist."
We lay naked together in the candlelight and one of the candles died
out with a little puff and a hiss, and Martha asked Ronnie, "Did you
feel that old Catholic guilt when you realized what was happening?"
Ronnie confided that what she felt was embarrassment more than
guilt, but my mouth felt so good on her that she was taken
completely by surprise when she climaxed. "It happened so fast,"
Ronnie said, "I don't even remember how it happened," and she gave
me a little kiss and said, "Thanks, Steven," and I said, "My
pleasure." Ronnie heckled Martha, saying, "Well, Martha, you sure
didn't have any trouble cumming," and Martha blushed and said, "It
was a very erotic situation," and Ronnie said "God, wasn't it? I
know I couldn't have done a thing if it I'd been with anyone else.
I just felt so trusting, with the three of us." We talked about the
physical and emotional sensations we experienced, and Ronnie said
she discussed sex frequently with Martha but she'd never been so
frank and experimental. Ronnie was curious to know how it felt for
Martha and for me to hang on the edge as long as we did, and Martha
and I told Ronnie that we both liked it that way, that there was a
peculiarly intense pleasure in holding back for a while. Ronnie
asked, "But how do you know when you're partner's ready?", and
Martha and I explained various signals. "Of course," Martha said,
"You can always just tell your partner you're ready." Ronnie gazed
at the candle, entranced, and said, "It happened so quickly for me.
I guess it was because it was the first time anyone ever made me
cum. What's it like...I mean, is it like making it last longer?"
Martha said, yes, it was a lot like prolonging orgasm. Ronnie said,
"God, that must feel great." We asked her to describe how she knew
when she was near orgasm, but Ronnie said it was all so new and
mysterious that she couldn't explain it. We decided I should eat
her again, taking my time, and she wanted to learn to describe what
she felt and how to tell me what she wanted. Patiently, I serviced
her with my mouth while she and Martha instructed me. It took
longer this time, and soon, instead of licking with a steady rate as
I usually did with Martha, I learned to read Ronnie's responses and
to speed up as her pleasure mounted. I discovered that she didn't
want me to suck her clit steadily until she was ready to finish.
With her and Martha prompting, I held Ronnie on the brink for
several minutes while Ronnie pulled her knees back and used both
hands to hold her legs up and spread so she could feel all of my
mouth on her, and when she gave me the word, I sucked and flicked
quickly and she came easily, noisily and enjoyably, with a prolonged
second peak.
Continued...
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