Bedtime Stories with Kelly 24 
	by Kelly Adams (kellyhadams (at) gmail (dot) com)

Hey there, stud muffin! Don't look so surprised--I told you I'd be
dropping by this evening. You need to check your email more often!

Here--catch! Yup, an apple. That's what Gretchen and I were up to
today: we went by the apple orchard to do some apple picking. That
there is an ambrosia apple. Take a bite. See, very juicy and
yummy--kind of like me!

I'm wearing my apple-picking outfit: tight faded jeans and a thin,
tight-weave sweater. Not very fancy, but sometimes simple can be
sexy too, right? And see, when I crouch down like this, the jeans
ride down and my sweater slides up and you can see my thong peeking
out!

So, what should we do this evening? Hah, I was just kidding! Don't
worry, we're going to fuck, fuck, and fuck some more! But you know
how this goes--first, a story. And I have just the perfect one to
tell you. Let's go sit in the kitchen--you can eat your apple while
I entertain you with a carnal tale of lust!

Every year in the fall Gretchen and I go apple picking, ever since
our Sophomore  year in college. In fact, it was during that very
first apple-picking outing that this story takes place. There was an
orchard about a forty minute drive from the college; a guy in one of
Gretchen's economics classes had recommended it to her. It was a
gorgeous fall day--pretty much like today was: mid-70s, sunshine;
just perfect for being outdoors.

The way the orchard worked was that you drove around the paths among
the trees until you found some trees with good apples; picked what
you wanted and then returned to the entrance to pay by the bushel.
It was rather busy that day--seeing as the weather was so good--so
we had to drive a ways back in until we found some trees that hadn't
been picked over yet.

We got to work, picking lots of low-hanging fruit (neither of us had
thought to bring a step ladder!) We found one tree with some
particularly nice-looking apples up a bit into the tree, so I
decided to try to climb up to get them. I climbed a lot of trees
when I was younger--I was something of a tomboy as a kid. Don't look
so surprised! I loved climbing and sports and getting dirty. I guess
I still like getting dirty--just in a different way!

Anyway, I was successful up in the tree, tossing several choice
pieces of fruit down to Gretchen. But on my way back down Gretchen
was trying to help me but I slipped and fell right on top of her.
Neither of us was hurt, but my face ended up right smack in her
cleavage. I smiled and giggled. Her leg had found itself between my
thighs and she began to rub me, getting me turned on. I thought we
might go at it right there on the ground under the tree, but then we
heard a voice from not too far away asking us if we needed any help.

I rolled off of Gretchen and turned to see two college-aged guys
approaching. They helped us to our feet, and I quickly intuited that
their coming across us wasn't just happenstance. Brett, the taller
of the two guys, was the one who had told Gretchen about this
orchard. It was obvious that Gretchen had expected them to meet up
with us here and she just hadn't told me about that little part of
her plans for the day!

Brett was over six feet tall and a total jock-type, with short-cut
blond hair and muscles. Gorgeous, if you're into that type. Brett's
friend Derek was shorter, with thin-rimmed glasses and long black
hair held back in a ponytail. Definitely the quieter, studious
type--the sort of type that I find myself attracted to.

Gretchen explained to the guys that we had been trying to get the
high-hanging fruit. They had thought ahead and had brought a ladder
with them, so they went back to get it. As they walked away I shot
Gretchen an 'I know what you're up to' look. She explained that
Brett had told her that his roommate Derek needed to get out of the
house, so the two of them had arranged this little outing without
telling us about it. Sneaky, that Gretchen!

When Brett and Derek came back with the ladder we got to work,
quickly getting down plenty of apples. It became obvious that Brett
desperately wanted to fuck Gretchen--and who came blame him?
Everyone wants to fuck my hot blonde roommate! It was also obvious
that she had been teasing him along for a while; Gretchen was
usually pretty easy in those days, but every so often she would pick
a guy and string him along for a while, making him work to get into
her pants. It was usually the gorgeous adonis-types that she did
that to, and Brett fit right into that pattern.

Obviously the plan was for Gretchen to finally hook up with Brett
that day, which by process of elimination meant that I was to
entertain Derek. Which was fine by me, as Derek was much more my
type. He was a bit shy though, so I'd have to work through that. I
did catch him checking me out when I climbed the ladder though, so
the interest was definitely there.

When we were done picking we split off; Gretchen and Brett loaded up
her SUV with the apples while I helped Derek carry the ladder back
to his vehicle. We planned to meet back at the entrance to the
orchard to check out. As we walked down the path, I used the
opportunity to get to know Derek a bit more by asking some
questions. Turned out that he was a business major like Gretchen &
Brett, but his goal was to go to work organizing non-profits, and
was even considering joining the Peace Corps. At this point I was
getting totally turned-on; here was a guy who was cute and smart and
had a social conscience that was practical. And he was slyly funny
as well. Too good to be true! I asked why no lucky girl had snatched
him up; Derek explained that he had just broken up with his
long-time girlfriend a few weeks ago. Her loss--my gain!

Once we loaded the ladder into the back of Derek's truck I decided
to make my intentions known. Derek, I could tell, was too much of a
nice guy to make a quick move so it was up to me if I didn't want
things to drag out too long! When he went to open the door for me, I
leaned in and kissed him. Deep and hard, with plenty of tongue.
There was no way he would mistake it for a friendly kiss! He was a
bit surprised at first, but quickly got into it.

After a few minutes he broke it off, remarking that Gretchen & Brett
were probably waiting for us. I didn't care. I looked around and saw
that we were completely alone in this remote part of the orchard, so
I put my hands down to Derek's crotch and began to unzip his jeans.
He began to protest, but I told him I loved to give blowjobs to cute
guys, and the bulge in his pants told me that he didn't mind getting
blowjobs from pretty girls either. I knelt down in the dirt and
pulled his pants and boxers down with one swift motion. His
circumsized cock stood out half erect, so I took it in my hand and
stroked it out to full size--certainly not the longest I've ever
seen but he was bigger than average. I looked up into his face and
he had the biggest smile as I took his member into my mouth. I
sucked him off quickly, not wanting to be discovered by some
innocent wandering fruit pickers. Derek warned me that he was about
to come, so I stopped sucking him and stood up. I stood next to
Derek, both of us leaning back against his truck, while I finished
him off with my hand. Not that I have anything against taking sperm
in the face or swallowing it, but I didn't want to get any of his
jism on my clothes and then have to go back and meet our roommates.
He grunted as I continued to jerk him off until finally he shot his
load sailing through the air and into the grass, several spurts
shooting out strong.

Derek was a little stunned; I don't think he'd ever been blown by a
girl he had just met before. It was kind of cute! I grabbed some
Kleenex from the cab and cleaned him off and zipped him back up,
saying that I hoped he'd be up for having more fun later. He kissed
me and said that he would indeed, then took my hand and helped me up
into the passenger seat. What a gentleman!

Speaking of, you've been awfully patient sitting there in that chair
listening to me tell my story! I bet your poor cock is getting very
uncomfortable in your jeans! Here, let me feel... Yup, you've got
quite a bulge growing in there! I think you deserve a little reward
for making it this far into the story. Do you want to play with my
tits? I think you'd like that, and I will too! Here, place your
hands on my breasts. Mmm, yes, squeeze them through my sweater. You
have nice strong hands! I'm going to turn around and sit in your
lap... How's that? I can feel your hard cock pressing against my
ass! You can reach around and play with my tits some more. Don't be
shy, squeeze them real good and hard. Yes, that's right. Oooo, and
you're kissing my neck too. That's nice, I like that a lot.
Mmmmm.... Hey, where's your hang roaming to? Oh! Yes, I suppose you
can rub me down there too. Oh yes. Rub me there. Right there. I'm so
horny!

Okay, you'd better stop now, for the time being. If you get me any
hotter I won't be able to finish my story! I am going to have to
take my jeans and sweater off though--it's too hot in here now! You
should strip down to your underwear too. ... Okay, now we're both in
our underwear, me in my bra and thong, and you in your briefs. I can
totally see the outline of your hard cock. Rub it for me. Please?
There you go. Keep rubbing it while I continue my story.

Gretchen and Brett were waiting for us back at the entrance, and
when we got there they had already paid for the apples and picked up
an apple pie and a couple of gallons of apple cider. Gretchen was a
little miffed that Derek & I had taken so long, but when I took her
aside and explained why we were late, she was surprised--after all,
I was supposed to be the nice girl and she was the slut, not the
other way around!

By mutual agreement we decided to pair off and split up for the rest
of the day and meet back in town for dinner somewhere. Gretchen and
Brett took off in her SUV and Derek and I got into his truck. Derek
asked if I wanted to go back to his place and watch a movie and I
agreed, although I had something much more interesting than a movie
planned for when we got there!

Derek and Brett's apartment was kept rather neat, which I assumed
was Derek's doing as he seemed to be the neatness kind of guy. I had
to pee so I asked to use the bathroom and Derek directed me down the
hall. I had never seen a bathroom in an apartment lived in by two
guys that was so clean! I knew right then that Derek was quite a
guy--You can tell the quality of a guy by the cleanliness of his
bathroom, I always say!--and I was definitely going to fuck him!

I was, however, sweaty and dirty from picking apples, so I asked
Derek if I could use the shower. He said sure and that he would just
watch the football game on tv while I cleaned up. But I wasn't going
to have that! I started to strip out of my clothes right there in
front of him and told him that I'd much prefer it if he'd join me,
then before he could respond I went into the bathroom and turned on
the shower, hopping in immediately.

It wasn't too long before I heard Derek come into the bathroom and
start to strip out of his clothes. I was just starting to soap up
when he pulled the shower curtain aside and got into the shower with
me. He looked a little bit embarrassed to be standing in there naked
with me, but that just made him even cuter to me. I gave him a kiss
and then asked him to wash me down.

I turned around facing away from Derek and he began by washing my
hair, getting a good lather with the shampoo in my long dark hair. I
would occasionally feel his cock bounce lightly against my lower
back, and his fingers running through my soapy hair was quite a
turn-on. After he rinsed my hair out he turned his attention to the
rest of my body, soaping me up and feeling me all over. He spent a
lot of time playing with my ample tits; I hadn't figured him as a
boob-man but he was definitely enjoying my breasts!

I know you like my breasts too--shall I take them out of my bra?
Yes? Here we go. Now give my nipples a squeeze, get them good and
hard. Ooo yes. Pinch them! Yes. Now suck on my nipples. Ooooh yeah,
baby. That's good, that's good. Alright, enough for now--once i get
finished with my story you can play with me all you want!

Eventually Derek moved off of my breasts and one of his hands found
its way between my thighs and began to rub me. I responded by
grabbing his cock and giving it some tugging. His dick was swelling
in my hand as he moved a finger up into my pussy. We played with
each other for a bit while the hot water rained down on us, but
before we got too much into it I decided it was time to wash up
Derek like he had done for me.

I pulled Derek's hair out of the ponytail and lathered it up. I'd
never been with a guy who had such long hair before, and I was
enjoying the novelty. Then I lathered up the rest of his body with
soap, paying special attention to his balls. He was ready for sex
and I wanted him to fuck me right there in the shower, but Derek
said he wouldn't without a condom. I knew he was a responsible guy,
and I appreciated it even though I was so horny right then I didn't
care.

I asked Derek where his condoms were and he said they were in the
nightstand next to his bed. I quickly jumped out of the shower, not
even bothering to towel off before running into the bedroom across
the hall. Dripping wet, I climbed onto the bed and fished around in
the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out a condom just as Derek
came into the room, also glistening wet. I tore open the condom
wrapper with my teeth and beckoned Derek over to the bed with me.

Derek got up on the bed on his knees and I rolled the condom down
over his shaft. Then I leaned back on the bed and guided his cock
into my pussy. I was all smiles as he began to thrust inside of me.
We were both still wet from the shower, our long hair sticking to
our bodies as we fucked.

It wasn't long before Derek came, shooting his jism into the condom.
I was a bit disappointed that he hadn't lasted longer, but then he
did something that surprised me. After tying off the condom and
dropping it int he wastebasket, Derek got down between my thighs and
started to eat me out! It's rare enough to find a guy willing to
give oral sex to a woman (even though they all like to have their
dicks sucked!), but a guy willing to go down after he's come? Those
are worth their weight in gold. Granted Derek wasn't as good at
clit-licking as my Gretchen, but what he lacked in skill he made up
for with enthusiasm, and he kept at it until I'd come.

By now the sheets on the bed were dripping wet from all our rolling
around, and when Derek explained that I'd gone into Brett's room
instead of his I laughed. I got up form the bed and went into the
other bedroom, putting on a pair of Derek's boxers and one of his
shirts. Derek put on a tee shirt and a pair of sweat pants, then I
helped him strip the wet sheets off of Brett's bed and make it back
up with some clean sheets.

We spent the rest of the afternoon watching football, me curled up
next to him on the couch. He was surprised to find out that I knew
more about football than he did (remember that whole tomboy thing I
told you about!) Before we knew it it was time to go meet Gretchen
and Brett for dinner. Derek took me back by the dorm so that could
change into my own clothing. Gretchen and Brett weren't there, but I
could tell by the rumpled sheets on Gretchen's bed and the odor of
sex in the room that she had finally given in and let Brett seal the
deal with her.

I won't bore you with the details of the rest of the evening; it was
perfectly pleasant. I liked Derek a lot and went out with him
several more times, but he wanted a permanent relationship and I
didn't so eventually we called it quits. I did however set him up
with a friend of mine and they ended up getting married so
everything worked out for everyone, yes?

Hah, you're such a good boy, sitting there and listening to me wax
all romantic, when I know you're just dying to fuck me by this
point. Don't deny it, you know its true! Hey, there's nothing like a
good romantic story to get a girl in the mood--remember that!

Now let's get down to business. I'm going to take my thong off and
get up on the kitchen table here, and I want you to show me you've
got what it takes by eating my pussy until I come.

Oh yeah, that's it baby. Lick me! Use your fingers too. Lick my clit
while your finger pushes into my pussy. See how wet you get me? Oh
yes... Oh yes... Yes... Yes... Yessss.... OOohhhhh........... Oh
god, I'm coming already! Yes, I'm going to come! Yes! Yes! Yes! Keep
licking! Don't stop! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!!!!

Whew! I think you've been practicing--has some other lucky girl been
the recipient of your tongue when I'm not around? You sly dog!
You're going to have to tell me about her someday soon; but right
now I really want you to fuck me. No, we don't need to go into the
bedroom. Just take that cock of yours out and fuck me right here in
the kitchen. I'll lean over the table and you can fuck me from
behind, how's that?

There's that cock I like so much, so big and long and hard. Mmmm,
don't tease me boy, fuck me good. Ooooh! Yes, stick it in hard! Unh!
Oh yes, I love it when your cock fills up my pussy! Fuck me, baby!
Yes! Fuck me hard! Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck
me! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck
me! Fuck! Fuck! Me! Fuck! Me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes!!! Yes!!! Oh god!! Yes!!! Yes!!!
Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!!
Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!!

Are you gonna come, baby? Yes? Yes! Come in me! Fill my pussy with
your come! I want it! I want it all! Yes! Yes! Come on boy! Come in
me! Oh yes! Yes! I can feel it! I can feel you coming. Oh yes,
that's good, soooo good. Oh yes....

Wow, that was some good sex. Go ahead and sit down and rest; you've
earned it! Look at your come dripping out from my pussy, you filled
me up so much! FOr that you get a big wet kiss. Mmmmmm.

Well I hate to fuck and run, but I promised Gretchen I'd bake her a
pie tonight. Don't worry, I'll be sure that we save you a piece!

Bye for now, lover!

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