"Loving step-parents" - читать интересную книгу автора (Abby D)

CHAPTER THREE

The next day was a repeat of the previous one. I visited men's room. All day long I had the feeling that Janet was glancing over to me at odd times, and I thought that she was looking at the bulge in my pants rather than at my face. I decided that I was being paranoid. Just because my adolescent mind was always on sex, didn't mean that hers was. Adults just didn't act that way.

(Boy was he wrong there. I had my mind on sex as much if not more than he did. I was kicking myself all over the place for not seducing David the night before. I'd had the perfect opportunity. All I had to do was open my eyes while he was still standing there and pull him into bed. After that I could have let nature take its course.

(The only thing that I could see was that luscious hard on that never seemed to go down. Think of all the fun I could have with that. I was so hot for him that my panties were soaking wet. I was surprised that David couldn't smell me. On second thought maybe he did. That odor might have been one of the things that was keeping him hard even though he didn't know it.)

We stopped a bit earlier than usual that night and Janet didn't even ask me if I wanted to stay in the same room with her, she took it for granted and asked the clerk for a single room with a cot for me. We ran into a snag because no cots were available. Janet's answer to the clerk left me dumfounded.

"Well, my son hasn't slept in the same bed with me for years, but I guess if he can stand it, I can. I hope he doesn't toss and turn as much as he used to."

(It left me dumfounded too. I didn't realize what I had said until I'd said it. My subconscious must have been working overtime. That was the first time I'd ever referred to David as my son. With David in the same bed I knew that this would be the night. As David would say, 'Wow!' I couldn't wait to get up to that bedroom.)

Janet called me her son without having to think about it. I was astonished and didn't know what to do. I was going to sleep in the same bed with a woman! I was going to sleep in the same bed with Janet! My prick came to attention and I blushed.

I didn't eat very much at dinner that night. The thought of what was going to happen had me totally flustered. I didn't carry my end of the conversation very well either. Janet, however, was bright and pleasant, and acted as if sleeping in the same bed with a horny thirteen year old boy was an every day occurrence.

(That was the most difficult dinner conversation I ever had. All I could think of was having David in bed with me. It sure wasn't an every day occurrence to sleep with an atractive horny thirteen year old boy, I just wanted to make it an every day occurrence. At least I wanted to make it an every night occurrence. I wanted to find out how David would react to a horny thirty five year old woman.)

What was going to happen? I would be in the same bed with Janet and sleeping in the same bed with a beautiful well formed woman sure wasn't an every day occurrence for me. That was the only thing that was sure. Would she fall asleep and not wake up if I rolled against her? Would I be able to feel some of the things that I'd seen the night before?

Would I get a chance to feel her tits? Would her nightgown moved up again? If it did maybe I could feel her cunt. Even if I had a chance, I didn't think I'd have enough courage to try. What if she woke up and caught me. Her tits, maybe, but not down there between her legs. I wished that I knew what was going to happen.

We finished dinner and Janet asked if I wanted to see a movie. There was one, but I was much more interested in what was going to happen after we got to bed, so I said I didn't think so.

(I was pleased David decided against the movies. I was just as anxious to get him into that bed.)

We followed our established routine, Janet changed in the bathroom and came out in that same see through night gown. I took my pajamas into the bathroom. I started to jerk off and changed my mind. It would be a waste of time. Being in the same bed with Janet, I would have to jerk off three or four times before the night was over. As much as I wanted things to happen, I was so frightened that they might, I lost my hard on as I came out of the bathroom.

When I came out of the bathroom Janet was on one side of the bed. It was a king sized bed so there was plenty of room on the other side for me. I got in and held my body very still and stiff on the very edge of the bed. I wanted to move closer and feel her body against mine but I was too scared.

(If I was going to do any seducing now was the time.)

Janet rolled on her side and looked at me.

"Come on now, David. It's customary, by now, for you to kiss me good night."

I gingerly moved toward her and puckered up for a chaste kiss. Her kiss wasn't chaste. Janet hugged me and probed my lips with her tongue. I kissed back the way I had done the night before.

I opened my mouth and felt her tongue rub against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. My libido overcame my fear and my prick got hard. I blushed yet again. If this kept up my complexion was going to turn red.

Janet's tits were pressed against my chest. Her nipples were trying to bore into me. I knew from reading what that meant but didn't connect academic knowledge with what was going on. I realized Janet must feel my hard prick pressed right up against her belly just as I felt her tits pressed against my chest. It felt good to me but I wondered what Janet thought about it. She had to know what I was thinking. I tried to pull away.

(What was going through his mind was the same thing that was going through mine. Now all I had to do was get him to act it out. Well he hadn't pulled away from me yet, that was a good sign. I decided to take the bull by the horns.)

"Oh, David, don't be so upset. If anyone is doing something wrong it's me not you."

She meant that she was doing the leading. But it was wrong for me to get sexually aroused by the woman who was going to marry my father. I also knew that it wasn't voluntary on my part and there was no way I could help myself. All the logic in the world didn't help my emotions. It just wasn't right.

"But-but you're going to marry Dad! You're going to be my mother!"

(This was the problem. If I were just 'the widow lady down the street' I'd have had his prick in my cunt by now. I would have to come up with a very good rationalization. David was too bright to fall for a cock and bull story. I would have to lay it on thick and it would have to be reasonable.)

Janet was quiet for a long time. I wondered what she was thinking about. She looked away from me, then turned back and shook her head. She was very serious. I was afraid she was going to take me at my word and stop what she was starting. I didn't want that either. I didn't know what I wanted.

"I'm not married to your father yet, and I will only be your step mother. I'll tell you a secret about your father and me. We have an agreement that when we're away from each other we can do what we want to. We trust each other and know that neither of us would abuse the privilege. If we get horny when we're away on business, and we are attracted to someone, it's perfectly all right to relieve our sexual tensions. Right now you are extremely attractive to me and I'm rather tense."

(Morris and I did have an agreement like that but I'm certain that neither he nor I ever considered that it would apply to a thirteen year old boy let alone to David.)

This frank statement had me confused to the point that I even forgot to blush. I shook my head and took a deep breath before I answered.

"But, but I've never ever done anything except masturbate. I don't know what I'm supposed to do or how to do it. Except for last night I've never even seen a woman's body before."

(Young males, and older men too for that matter, think that women only want experienced men for partners in sex. They don't seem to realized just how attractive innocence is. I think an experienced woman is just as anxious to initiate a virgin boy as an experienced man is to initiate a virgin girl.)

Janet had made up her mind. She smiled and moved closer. She kissed my cheek and ran her hand up the back of my neck. That sent shivers down my spine and the hair on the back of my neck stood up.

"Well, lack of knowledge about a woman's body is easy to remedy, I'll take off my night gown. Don't worry about the rest. I'll have a lot of pleasure teaching you everything, but you'll find that instinct will take care of you. Most of the time you'll know what to do even though you've never done it before. It will be a lot of fun for me too. Even if you're not an expert, I know I'll enjoy every minute of it."

Janet turned on the light on the night table, pushed the covers to the foot of the bed, and slowly pulled her nightie off over her head. I sat there and watched her. I saw her nipples sticking out in sharp points and the brownish pink part around them, I think that's called the aureole, was all crinkly. I saw the mass of dark blond hair around her crotch, but I couldn't see how she was made down there. I sat there and stared. I could see more by the night table light than I'd seen the night before. Janet brought me out of my trance.

"You're not being fair, David. I'm not wearing anything and you have your pajama's on. I want to see as much of you as much as you as you can see of me. Here let me help you off with those pajamas."

I sat there as Janet took off my pajama top. She loosened the string to my pajama bottoms and told me to lift my hips. I did and she pulled the bottoms off. My prick, surrounded by it's sparse hair, pointed to my navel. I didn't know what to do next.

(He was beautiful. His half grown prick was hard as a rock and stood straight up. It pointed at his navel. The velvety smooth white skin with the delicate blue tracery of veins made me want suck on it. Drops of pre cum formed on the tip. I decided that I better go a little slower or I might frighten him away.)

Janet reached down and rubbed the tip of my prick. No one but me had touched my prick since I could remember. It liked having some one else touch it. Drops of semen formed and Janet gently massaged them over the head of my prick.

"Aren't you going to touch me, David? You'll never learn to know what a woman's like if you sit there like a bump on a log."

She released my prick and placed my hand on her tit. Her nipple was as hard as my prick. Gathering all of my courage, I leaned over and sucked a nipple into my mouth. Janet's body stiffened. She moved my hand down between her thighs. Her cunt hair was soaking wet. She was as horny as I was.

(Boy, was he ever right on that point. I couldn't wait for his inexperienced fingers to work their way into my cunt.)

I tentatively rubbed my fingers along the outer lips of her cunt and she spread her legs. I could feel the slick inner lips and the little bump I had seen at the top of her cunt.

"Oh, push your fingers in, David. That's right, push them in and out. Suck on my tit at the same time."

I pushed three fingers inside her cunt and wiggled them. I noted that the walls of her cunt accommodated themselves around my fingers. I couldn't wait to get my prick in there and feel those walls slide against it.

I went back to sucking on her tit. She was jumping all over the bed. This was fun. I never knew it was so much fun to give someone else pleasure. It made me feel that somehow I could control her actions. Janet shuddered and I could feel her cunt spasm around my fingers. Wow! I was pushing my finger into a woman's cunt! I was finger fucking the woman who was going to marry my father. Wow again!

"Oh, David, I love you. I love you. You're making me come! Ahhh! Ohhh! Oooo!"

I wanted to make Janet to feel real good so I kept pumping my fingers in and out. Janet finally pushed my hand away and reached for my prick again. Several more drops of cum had seeped out of the tip. Janet leaned over and licked it off.

I'd seen graphics of women sucking on pricks and of men licking woman's cunts, but I never expected it to happen to me. Was Janet going to suck my cock? This was one of my best fantasies since I saw the graphic of a woman with a man's prick in her mouth. Janet moved down and licked around the head of my prick.

I watched fascinated by what she was doing. She was going to suck me off! She licked the underside of my prick and then sucked on my balls. She licked all around my balls and prick. I squirmed all over the bed. I'd never felt anything like this before.

Janet moved her lips back to the head of my prick and sucked it into her mouth. She lowered her head so that my cock was buried. I saw her cheeks go hollow as she sucked and I felt her tongue massaging the sensitive place right under my pisshole. She lifted her head till only the tip of my prick was in her mouth, then sucked my whole prick into her mouth again. The action was repeated. I could see the shaft of my prick, glistening with her saliva, as she pulled her head up, and could feel the suction as she lowered her head again.

My hips responded to this action. As Janet lowered her head, I lifted my hips off the bed as if they had a mind of their own and pushed my prick as far into Janet's mouth as I could.

Faster and faster, my hips bounced off the bed, fucking my prick into her mouth. My balls slapped her chin. I couldn't take this action for long. I was going to come. I was sure it wouldn't be nice to shoot cum into her mouth. I was frantic and tried to push Janet's head away. I didn't want to do anything that she wouldn't like.

"I'm going to do it. I'm going to do it in your mouth. Don't make me do it in your mouth."

Janet kept right on sucking and held my hips tight. I couldn't help myself. My hips bounced off the bed and forcing my prick deeper into Janet's mouth.

"Ohhh! Ahhh! I'm doing it! I'm shooting my stuff into your mouth."

Spurt, spurt, spurt, my cum jetted into her mouth. Dribble, dribble, dribble, the remains seeped out of my prick. Janet kept on sucking and I could see her swallow my semen. When my prick had softened up, she let it slide out of her mouth with a slurp.

"David, there's no sense in sucking a cock, if you're not going to drink the cum. That's why I sucked you off. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Making you feel good gave me an orgasm too."

She rubbed her cunt and moved up to hug and kiss me again. I tasted my cum in her mouth and it didn't disgust me. It was rather exciting. It gave me a hard on again. I was surprised. It usually took longer than this for me to get another hard on. So much had happened and it had felt so good, that I didn't know how to say what I was thinking.

"Oh, Janet, I never felt anything like that in my life. I didn't think that anything could feel so good. I didn't think that nice people did things like that, but you did it so it can't be wrong."

"David, to enjoy sex learn not to use polite words. I sucked you cock until you shot your cum in my mouth. Now you say it."

I blushed again. Some of those expressions were used as terms of derision by the boys at school. How could I call Janet a cocksucker?

"Uh. Oh. Oh, hell. You sucked my cock until you made me come in your mouth. I think you're a real good cocksucker. Is that better?"

As soon as I said it that way I felt more sure of myself and not as defensive. I was glad that Janet made me talk that way.

"Much better, and remember in a few minutes you're not going to put it in me, you're going to fuck your prick into my cunt. As far as 'what nice people do', when it comes to sex anything that you want to do and you enjoy is nice, as long as no one gets hurt."

"Now I'm sure that you want to find out more about a woman's cunt. Why don't you scoot down and examine the plumbing down there?"

"Oh, boy. Can I?"

"Sure. I woke up last night and found you sitting on my bed. I pretended I was still asleep and kept on finger fucking myself so you could see me do it. It made me feel good to know that you were watching me. I tried to let you see as much as I could before I rubbed myself to an orgasm. Knowing you were watching me made my orgasm even more intense. I wanted to take your hand and put it in my cunt. I should have done it then. It would have felt a lot better than my own fingers."

"I'm sure, however, that you can see a lot more with the light on. I'd love to have you look and feel all you want down there."

So that's what had happened last night. I should have tried what I wanted to. I could have been in bed and doing things with Janet a day sooner. This time I didn't hesitate.

I scooted down on the bed just as she said I should, and Janet moved up. She spread her legs so that I could see a gap between her outer cunt lips. I hesitantly pushed a finger at that gap. I looked up at her face and she smiled at me.

"Don't be so tentative, David. Here, I'll hold the lips apart so that you can see what's in there better. Wouldn't you want me to hold your prick?"

She parted the outer lips and I saw the pink slit of her vagina. I ran my finger along it. I pushed one finger into it, then another, and wiggled them. Janet squirmed and lifted her crotch off the bed.

The little knob at the top of the inner cunt lips attracted my attention. I pulled my fingers out of her slit and rubbed them over her clit. It stood up and I took it between my fingers and pumped on it.

"That's your clitoris, isn't it?"

"It sure is, and what your doing feels good. It's as sensitive as your prick is. Play with it some more."

(Having David play with my cunt was much fun as being fucked by his father. I do know that his fingers in my cunt felt as good as his father's prick.)

I pulled on her clit and Janet wiggled. There were lots of fascinating things down there. I was so excited about what I was doing that I even forgot to blush. I could smell the odor of the juice that was coming out of her hot cunt. It was interesting. I sniffed at the fingers that I'd had in her cunt. I wondered what it would taste like. Janet watched everything I did with a grin on her face. She seemed to know what I was thinking.

(You're damn right I knew what you were thinking, after I sucked your cock you were bound to think about cunt lapping and I wanted you to lap my cunt then more than anything else in the world.)

"Go ahead, taste it if you want. You might like the taste. Most men do. If you don't like the taste you don't have to do any more."

I wasn't sure I wanted to do anything as nasty as that but being compared to a man flattered me. I wasn't going to prove that I was a boy. I licked my finger and found I liked the taste. I thought of making Janet feel as good as she had made me feel. Licking a woman's cunt couldn't be that bad. From the expressions on the woman's faces, they really enjoyed it.

"Can I lick your – uh – cunt, Janet? I'd like to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

I still wasn't comfortable with four letter words.

"Be my guest. It's called cunt lapping. You might like it. I will. Your father's an excellent cunt lapper. With some practice I bet you'll be as good. Now is as good a time as any for you to start practicing."

Very carefully, I stuck out my tongue and touched it to her inner cunt lips. I licked them and the flavor hadn't changed. I pushed my tongue inside. There was nothing nasty about it. There was more odor than taste. The odor was enticing and the taste wasn't bad either. I liked it. I moved my tongue all over her slit and down inside. I liked the way it made Janet squirm. I liked making her feel good. The clit looked like a little prick. It had felt good when Janet sucked my prick. She said that it was as sensitive as my prick. I sucked her clit between my lips and massaged it with my tongue. Janet really wiggled then.

"Oh, David, that feels good. You're going to be an excellent cunt lapper, you're good already. I told you that instinct would take care of knowing what to do. Your giving me an orgasm already. I'm coming! Ahhh! Ohhh!"

It was Janet's turn to squirm and jump all over the bed. I wrapped my arms around her hips to keep on target and kept working her cunt over. I got her clit between my lips and sucked as hard as I could while I massaged it with my tongue. I pushed my tongue as far into her slit as it would go. Janet wiggled and squirmed. She rubbed her cunt all over my face. I continued until she pushed my head away.

"Ohhh! Ahhh! I can't take any more. You must have brought me off at least a half dozen times. I love you, David. I love the way you lap my cunt."

Lapping cunt was a lot of fun. My face was all wet with her cunt juice. I could see what Janet meant about feeling good when you made someone else feel good. I certainly enjoyed making her come, I was proud of the fact that I could make her have so many orgasms.

(He had every right to be proud. He made me come six or seven times.)

Janet pulled me up and we hugged and kissed some more. She licked her cunt juice off my face like a mother cat would. I felt her tits against my chest. My prick had gotten hard again as soon as my fingers had touched Janet's cunt. I could feel it throbbing against her belly. I flexed my hips so I could feel it rubbing against her. Janet laughed.

"All right, David, I can take a hint. It's time for your first fuck. Let's see how well the hard prick of yours fits into my cunt. I'm sure ready to make you 'not a virgin'. Get on your back and I'll show you what that's like. I know you'll enjoy it and I'll enjoy it just as much as you will."

Wow! I got on my back. I had seen graphics of this position, but graphics aren't like the real thing. No way! Janet positioned my prick between her inner cunt lips, lowered her hips, and my prick disappear into her cunt. I felt her cunt walls slide down and squeeze against my prick. There is no describing the feeling. Janet lifted her body and I could see my prick, slick with her juices, pull out of her cunt. My prick slid into her cunt again as she lowered her body.

Janet's tits swung over my face. I reached up for one and guided the nipple into my mouth. I sucked on the tit and the nipple got hard.

"That's right. Suck on it. Your instincts are good. I told you that you'd know the right thing to do once you got started. There's nerves in my nipples that connect with my cunt. It feels good when you suck on them and fuck me at the same time. Your prick in my cunt feels good too."

Janet thought that my prick felt good in her cunt. Wow! I was sucking Janet's tit so I couldn't tell her how good her cunt felt to my prick. It was out of this world. I bucked my hips up to meet her each time she came down. This certainly couldn't last long.

Janet had started in slow motion. Every time she lifted up it seemed to take for ever for her body to come down again. Gradually the tempo speeded up. Each time her cunt moved down over my prick, I lifted my hips off the bed to meet her thrust. I could feel my crotch slap into her crotch each time I pushed up. Soon I was bouncing my hips as fast as I could. I was ready to shoot my cum. Janet was breathing as heavily as I was.

"Oh, David, I'm coming already. Come with me. Shoot your cum into my cunt."

Her words were the final straw.

"I'm coming too! I'm shooting my cum in your cunt! Ahhh! Oooo!"

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot my load of cum into her cunt. We kept on pumping till my prick got too soft. Janet lay on top of me with my softening prick trapped in her cunt. I loved the feel of her cunt around my prick.

After my prick softened up Janet reversed her position on the bed and licked our juices from around my prick. Her cunt was near my face and it looked awfully sloppy. I licked the juices, including my cum, out of he cunt. It wasn't nasty at all. I liked it. I decided that Janet was right. Nothing about sex was nasty. If you liked it, it was 'nice'; although fantastic was probably a better word than 'nice' for it.

Famous last words. At that point I was in for another shock. Janet was licking at the cum that had leaked down over my balls. She licked along my ass crack! She licked right over my asshole! Wow! That made my prick get hard again. How could anyone do something like that. Why did that feel so good. I didn't think I could make myself do something like that.

If she could lick my ass; I could lick hers. I closed my eyes, screwed up my courage, then I funked out. I licked her ass crack but couldn't make myself lick her asshole. Janet pushed her tongue into my ass. After a couple of minutes she let up and she moved up so that we could kiss and hug again.

(I really was going too fast for the kid. He did learn to lick ass eventually, but that comes later in the story.)

"David, I don't think you're ready for that yet. You don't have to lick my ass just because I did yours. I do think that you're more willing than you are bashful though. Being embarrassed doesn't stop you at all."

I was very disappointed that I couldn't do what I wanted to do. No matter what Janet said, I wanted to be able to do the same things to her that she did to me. I blushed and got hot all over again.

"You did it to me, so I didn't see why I shouldn't do it to you, but I just couldn't make myself do it. Why should that make my prick get hard so quick?"

"Well, there's some interconnection between the nerves in the anus and the nerves in our sex organs. I'm not sure that I understand the whole thing but I sure know that stimulating your ass can really excite you. I like having my ass fucked and I want to have you fuck my ass before we get back home. Right now, however, I want you to fuck my cunt again. I've found a big advantage in having a young lover. You recover so quickly. For someone your age, you're a damned fine lover. I'm glad I decided to do this with you."

This time Janet lay down on her back and had me mount her. She told me how to support myself with my elbows and knees and she reached down and placed my rigid prick in her wet cunt. I pushed my hips down and thrust my cock as far as I could into her cunt. I lifted my body on my hands and looked down between us.

I was fascinated again by the sight of my prick pulling out of her cunt, slick with her cunt juices, and then burying itself back in her body. I pushed my prick back into her cunt and she pushed her hips up to meet my thrust.

Remembering what Janet had done, I started out very slowly. I didn't have the control over my body that Janet had. Each stroke was faster than the last. Our rhythm got faster and faster. I couldn't hold out any longer.

"Ohhh! I'm coming! Ahhh!"

"Oooo! Shoot your cum into my cunt, David! I'm coming too. Ohhh!"

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble; Janet's cunt seemed to suck my load of cum out of my balls. I was getting the idea of what should be done. I turned around on the bed and lapped as much of our mutual juices as I could out of Janet's cunt. I followed the drippings down her ass crack but couldn't make myself lick her asshole. Janet licked my ass crack and licked my ass again but my prick didn't get hard again right away.

I really wanted to push my tongue up Janet's asshole to pay her back for what she was doing to me but I just couldn't right then.

(David had a right to be worn out. I don't know how many times he jerked off during the day, but he'd come three times in the last half hour. That's enough to wear out any male, even a thirteen year old.)

Janet told me again how good a lover I was. It made me feel good to have her tell me that. We kissed and hugged some more then we fell asleep.

I was having a wet dream. I felt my climax coming. It felt as if my prick was being sucked. I woke up and opened my eyes. Janet was sucking me off! This wasn't any dream, it was the real thing! Wow! Janet's was running her tongue around the head of my prick and applying suction. My hips arching off the bed. I was fucking her mouth with my prick. Starting from a dead sleep, I lasted a little longer this time.

Soon the pressure was too much to take. The action speeded up. My hips were pumping. I couldn't hold out any longer. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Janet sucked my cum out of my prick. It felt as if she were trying to drain my balls dry. I think she succeeded.

Janet moved up beside me and kissed me. After a few minutes I recovered enough to move down on the bed and lick her cunt. By this time I knew my way around down there. I sucked on her clit and hardened my tongue to thrust it as far up her vagina as I could. I pushed my tongue in and out.

I could tell Janet liked what I was doing. She was rubbed her cunt up and down my face and moaned. I fucked her cunt with my tongue. My tongue flicked in and out of her cunt. Janet wiggled and she arched her back off of the bed. I felt her shudder a couple of times and she was moaning. I knew that I was giving her an orgasm. I tried to lick all the juice out of her cunt but I didn't succeed. We didn't say a word, but we hugged and kissed some more before we fell asleep.

(He sure was learning his way around, and he had a natural talent too. I don't think that I've ever had a better cunt lapper.)

I woke before Janet the next morning and sat there looking at her naked body. This was real, not a fantasy. I remembered waking up last night with Janet sucking my prick. I cautiously moved around and stuck my tongue into her cunt. Janet sighed and wiggled her hips. I went to work in earnest.

Janet's hands came down and pushed against the back of my head. My face was buried in her crotch and I licked and sucked everywhere I could. I lapped cunt and sucked clit until Janet moaned and tossed her head from side to side.

(David was an absolute delight. Waking up with a tongue licking you clit is one of the most delightful experiences imaginable.)

She pulled my head away from her cunt and I sat back on my heels and grinned. Janet grinned back at me then sucked my prick till I shot my first load of cum of the day into her mouth. That morning we took a shower together and I learned what fun it could be to rub wet bodies together. By the time we dried each other my prick was hard and I felt Janet's cunt was wet. She had me fuck her one more time before we were ready to hit the road for the day.

We started late that day and stopped early. I had a hard on all day but I didn't jerk off and now I didn't try to hide it. Janet kept my prick hard by patting it every now and then. Janet and I were in bed by eight o'clock that night and I wasn't as frantic as I had been the night before. By midnight, I shot off six times and was ready for a good night's sleep.

The next morning we arrived at my grandmother's house. I didn't want to leave Janet, but she promised that we would sleep together every night on the way back east. Sleeping wasn't what I had in mind, but then again, I'm sure that Janet wasn't thinking of sleep either.

(He was right again. Sleep is only for when you are too exhausted for anything else and David didn't exhaust very quickly.)