2 comments/ 4328 views/ 0 favorites Full Circle Ch. 02: Chauncey By: Trixareforkids Chauncey wandered over to Cassie's to chat but he'd seen her sitting with her eyes closed, journal on her lap. Not wanting to disturb her, he'd climbed Myrtle, his favorite mulberry tree, and was sitting with his back against the trunk waiting for Cassie to finish her train of thought. He remembered the day, nearly a year ago, that she first came to the orchard. He'd invited her to park her tiny house on the orchard property on impulse the day he'd seen her in the Admin office at University. They'd had a class together the semester before and become friendly when they kept running into one another at the library. The day he saw her in Admin he'd assumed she was changing or dropping a class as he was. He was something of a professional student, meandering his way towards a degree. He'd been at University five years and still hadn't settled on a major or finished a degree. Coming from money made a some things easier. His parents no longer much cared what he did as long as he was not causing them trouble or embarrassment. His father had long since given up on him and his mother, well she had her charities and her own issues. He had a monthly lunch with his her, where he reassured her he was fine and they talked about whatever courses he was taking and whatever charity she was backing. Her charities were always about children, nothing that could be bothersome or embarrassing to father. He pitied her a bit, it all seemed so pointless to him, but then she pitied him right back for his 'eccentricities', as she liked to call his touch aversion. So they had their lunches and pity in common and not much else. Well, there was the money. Mother always pressed a check on him at the end of their lunches. He'd stopped trying to refuse them, giving checks was one of the few things that seemed to give his mother pleasure. When he'd asked Cassie if she was changing or dropping a class it took her a moment to answer. "I'm withdrawing. I need to move." "Going back home?" "No." She lost herself in thought. "No." She repeated and sort of shook herself. "Actually I don't know where I'm going. I just need to get out of here. Find a quiet place to park my house and be alone a while." Chauncey wasn't sure why he'd said it but he blurted, "I know a place. It's quiet and calming. You could park there if you wanted." "Oh, do you know the owners?" Before he could answer she shook her head, "Never mind. I really need to get away from here. But thanks anyway Chauncey." Looking back, he still couldn't quite believe it. He wasn't sure if it was the sadness in her voice or suddenly noticing that the normally outgoing girl seemed so withdrawn, almost as if she was folding in upon herself, but without a thought he reached out and touched her arm. The contact was brief and startled both of them. They both stared at his hand a moment before looking at one another. To forestall anything she might say he said, "It's an orchard. It's a couple of hours from here." and quietly, "It's mine." Cassie tilted her head a little to the right. She started to say something but stopped herself. Chauncey knew she wanted to say something about the touch and he was glad she hadn't. He couldn't say why he'd done it. He hadn't willingly touched or been touched by anyone besides his doctor since he was a young child and Nan had left, or rather been sent away. Nan had been his wet nurse and nanny until he was five. When it had become obvious that he wasn't just a squirmy little boy, but in fact had a serious aversion to touching or being touched by anyone but Nan, his father decided he'd 'been coddled too long'. He remembered desperately clinging to Nan and crying when he understood what was happening. She'd held him for a few minutes until his father said, "Enough!" and Nan had pulled herself away so that they could look at one another. With her soft pale blue eyes she looked deep into his. Though she never really smiled, she had a wicked little grin that she'd occasionally flash him when she thought he'd done something particularly funny. That day she smiled a sad little half smile at him as she said, "It's time leibshin." Then hugged him to her and whispered in his ear, "You give up titties for now. One day you find nice titties again." Then gave him the quick triple back pat that meant titty time was done. He'd never taken to cow's milk, even to this day he'd use almond milk. When Cassie did finally speak, it was with a little laugh. "Your last name is Gardner? So was your mother a Peter Sellers or a Shirley MacLaine fan?" "Huh?" "I just saw your last name on your paperwork there." She pointed to the paper in his left hand. "So which was she a fan of?" Chauncey creased his eyebrows and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." "The movie Being There. The main character was Chauncey Gardiner. It starred Peter Sellars and Shirley MacLaine." She smiled. Chauncey just shook his head again. "Forget it." She paused a moment and got a far off look. "Were you serious about letting me park in your orchard?" "Yes. It's really quite lovely." "Where is it exactly?" Chauncey told her where it was and they arranged a time to meet the next day. Before they parted Cassie said "Thank you Chauncey. Even if it doesn't work out, thank you for..." She hesitated and he again knew she wanted to say something about his touch but what she said with a shrug was, "Today. It really means a lot to me." Chauncey's memory of Cassie's first day at the orchard tightened the bond he felt to her a year later. When he'd arrived to meet her that day he found her laying on a beat up flannel blanket under Myrtle, starring up into the branches. When he walked over to her she silently moved over to make room for him on the blanket. They lay there for ten or fifteen minutes before she turned to him and said, "You're right, it's quite lovely and so peaceful. I feel like I could maybe find my own peace here." "You're welcome to try. You can stay as long as you like." Chauncey had told her. She sat up and faced him. "I don't have a job right now, I had to quit. George and Maggie, the owners of the diner I worked at are like family, but I just couldn't stay there. God love 'em, they understand and they've been so good to me. I've got a little money and I'll find a job, I can cook or cashier somewhere. How much do you want for rent?" Chauncey laughed. "I don't need any rent money Cassie." "You sure?" She scrunched her eyebrows at him. He laughed again. "Yes, I'm sure." "Well then, I can help out around here. I'm pretty handy. It'll make finding a job easier if I only need enough to cover food and whatnot. Do you have any electrical hook-ups?" He shook his head "Not anywhere in the main orchard. There's an building near the front of the property, you probably saw it." "I'd rather be here in the orchard if you don't mind." "I don't mind. You could park right over there. He pointed to a gap in the trees plenty big enough for her house. "You could keep an eye on my favorite tree here. Her name is Myrtle." "Myrtle?" She laughed. "Have you named all the trees?" "No, just Myrtle. She was my favorite climbing tree, still is." "Well, I have a solar panel and rainwater capture, I can make that spot work and Myrtle is a beautiful lady. I can't thank you enough Chauncey. You really have no idea what this means." Chauncey blushed a little and ducked his head. "Glad I could be of service." Cassie smiled at him. "Such a gentleman. Show me around?" So he'd walked her around the orchard and told her how his mother's mother had left it to him. "It used to be a U-Pick place, but I took down all the signs. I prefer to keep it as a retreat. You will see some people picking in the summer. All the old timers and their families still come by and I let them take what they like, but less and less people come every year. I should probably warn you that the birds LOVE them and you will have purple poop all over your house and truck." "I'll rent a power sprayer and clean it off up at the main building, small price to pay." They wandered around talking about family and growing up for an hour or so until she'd said she needed to go if she was going to get her house and get back before dark. That was nearly a year ago but it felt longer to Chauncey. He couldn't imagine the orchard without her tiny house on it now. He'd had the building at the front of the property redone a couple of years ago. He didn't usually stay there but if he and Cassie stayed up late talking or watching a movie he'd crash there before heading back to his condo near the University. With Cassie here he spent a lot more time around the orchard. Whenever he felt like getting away, which lately had been two or three times a week, he'd come here and hang out with Cassie if she was home, which she usually was. She'd found a part-time job at a nearby grocery store but spent the rest of her time writing. He'd asked what she was writing and she'd kind of shrugged it off by saying "Oh it's mostly just journaling." Chauncey suspected she was doing other writing as well but wasn't ready to share it. A real friendship had developed between them. Sitting under Myrtle or in her tiny house they'd talked about nearly everything, sex, family, school, their very vague plans for the future. The only thing Cassie wouldn't talk about is her breakup with David, just that it had ended very badly. With his touch aversion Chauncey had never had a girlfriend and in fact didn't have any really close friends other than Cassie. He didn't hang out in groups and couldn't handle parties or clubs. He'd gotten to the point that he could handle inadvertent touches from strangers but it still made him very uncomfortable and he avoided it whenever possible. Thus he lived a fairly quiet and lonely life. Cassie was so open and easy to be around though that he felt totally comfortable with her. She was a toucher but she'd noticed immediately that he didn't like it, back in the days when they'd hung out in the library. She'd asked him about it, he'd told her and she'd said, "We've all got issues. You don't like touch, I don't like love." with her a shrug of her shoulder. She make that little shrug often, a sort of 'what ya gonna do'. He thought it was cute. Every long once in a while when they were having a really animated conversation she'd momentarily forget and start to reach out to touch him, but she almost always caught herself and neither of them made a big deal of it when she didn't. He was startled out of his reverie and into a chuckle when he heard Cassie's vehement pronouncement. She hadn't dated anyone since she'd moved to the orchard. With her history, he'd been surprised by that, but he guessed she was feeling it now. He wondered what she'd been thinking about when she made her declaration. He smiled and decided to climb down and go ask her. He looked toward her house as he started to get down and stilled. He could see into her bed loft from his perch and what he saw was Cassie, naked in profile on her bed. She was sitting in profile to him with her legs bent behind her exploring her body with her hands. After a stunned moment Chauncey thought 'Shit, she wasn't kidding' and smiled to himself shaking his head. He was about to get down again and leave her to it when she lifted her right breast and licked it. He froze mesmerized. He'd watched more than his fair share of porn and masturbation porn was one of his favorites. He'd never watched any live feed porn though and there was something about seeing it happening right before him. Seeing her lick and rub her nipples practically right in front of him was too much of a temptation. He knew he should get down but he couldn't seem to make himself move or look away. Thanks to Nan he was a tit man for life and he hadn't seen any outside of magazines or his computer screen, with the exception of that one girl on campus who was drunk and flashing everyone, since he was five. Cassie had both her tits in her hands now. She was alternating between licking her nipples and kneading/pinching them with her thumb and index finger. Chauncey was almost instantly erect but he didn't dare move. After a minute or so Cassie lifted up and leaned forward to reach for something. When she did, he leaned back against the tree and adjusted his now uncomfortable erection. If he wasn't worried about being busted and having the show end he'd masturbate himself, even without his customary latex gloves. Cassie moved back into full view holding something. It quickly became apparent that it was a dildo. No, a double dildo. 'Holy shit' thought Chauncey. He knew he should move but he'd been there long enough that now he'd be horribly embarrassed if she noticed him. She was now at an angle that gave him a nearly full frontal view and she'd likely see him if he moved now. Even though it was a cool spring day he started to sweat. Cassie reached for something else, an arched pillow. She lifted up and put the pillow between her legs and then pushed the dildo down into the center. Chauncey realized that the pillow was made just for that. She leaned to the side and grabbed a little lube container and lubed up the dildo then straddled it and began rubbing herself against it. She reached for her breasts again as she did this and spread lube over them. She spent 30 seconds or so grinding against the dildo and rubbing her breasts and nipples before she reached down to guide the dildo into herself. Once she had it lined up she went back to her breast play and lowered herself in super slow motion onto it. Chauncey couldn't decide where to concentrate his gaze. The expressions on her face weren't the bored or overly exaggerated expressions that he was used to from porn. Even the amateur stuff seemed phoney now that he was seeing the real thing. His gaze kept moving from her breasts to her face. He wished he could see the dildos entering her, especially the one in her ass. She finally settled herself with a moan that he could hear through the open window. She started slowly riding the pillow/dildos like a bull rider in slow motion. She bent her head down again and licked each of her nipples, the sight made Chauncey's erection jump. Not that it had much leeway to move pressed between his belly and the zipper of his jeans, if his shirt hadn't been tucked in it would be in the open air now. As Cassie's movements sped up her nipple play got rougher. Chauncey would have given just about anything to have been able to jack off just then. Between the sight and the sound of her it wouldn't have taken long for him to bring himself to orgasm. He could already feel a little pre-cum on his belly. Cassie suddenly let go of her breasts and put her hands on her thighs. Lowered her head she started moaning out "Yeah, fuck yeah." and other various sounds he could only half hear until she began to shudder. When she finally stilled and lifted her head she looked directly at him and called. "Come make us some tea while I get cleaned up." Chauncey couldn't say anything. He saw her smile as she dismounted the pillow and turned away from the window. 'Fuck.' he thought. 'She knew I was there the whole time. She must have seen me when she got up to go in the house.' He realized that she'd put on a show just for him. Now he really wished he'd been able to jerk off, his erection wasn't going away any time soon if he didn't. 'Screw it' he thought as he climbed out of the tree, 'She caused it, she'll have to deal with seeing it.' He'd go over to his place and take care of it after they had a cup of tea. Now, he desperately wanted to know what had inspired her to put on her show. In their talks about her past relationships and their tastes in porn, but she'd never mentioned exhibitionism before. He thought it must be because she knew he liked to watch women going solo. They'd watched Being There shortly after she'd moved onto the orchard and she'd teased him again about his name. When they got to the part where Shirley MacLaine was masturbating he told her that he would definitely have turned around instead of watching the TV. Still that had been a while ago, he wondered what made her do it now. He'd gotten Cassie hooked on mint tea so she usually had hot water in the coffee pot on her little kitchen counter. He was just pouring some into their mugs when she came down the stairs. He turned to look at her and said "Jesus Cassie, didn't you tease me enough already?" when he saw her in a loosely tied silky robe that stopped just above her knees. She laughed and headed to her little bathroom with the dildo in her hand. "Gotta clean up. Give me a minute." He put the tea bags in their mugs and spooned a couple of heaping teaspoonfuls of sugar into Cassie's mug. He liked his black, she liked hers sweet, they both liked it to steep for a couple of minutes. He looked up towards the bathroom and saw her soaping the dildo. "I never knew you had a cruel streak Cassie." She looked over her shoulder at him with a smile until she glanced down and noticed his very prominent erection. "Oh my. I'm sorry Chauncey. I thought you'd finished while you were in the tree." "Finish? I never got started. I was distracted by the live show and since I didn't know until the end that you knew I was there, I was too embarrassed to move, afraid that you'd notice me and realize I'd been there the whole time. I was going to go down to the retreat and take care of things but then you called me in to make tea." "Well shit Chauncey. I'd finish you off now if I could." She paused. "You know. You could finish here. Now." She looked back at her dildo, rinsing it off and grabbed a towel to dry it before she turned around. "I wouldn't mind a show of my own." Chauncey shook his head "I've never masturbated in front of someone before. I don't know if I can." "Let me finish cleaning up and pee and we'll chat while we have our tea." She closed the curtain and turned on the water. He shook his head and thought 'Not shy about fucking herself for my viewing pleasure but closes the curtain to pee and wipe.' He laughed and decided to ask her "What are you pee shy? Everything else you do in plain view, but you close the curtain to pee?" Cassie laughed, "Chauncey, nobody wants to see the clean-up." Chauncey took his mug and walked over the the big windows to look outside. He thought about what she said about finishing himself in front of her. While the thought excited him it also made him uncomfortable. He didn't think he could do it with her just sitting there watching him. Maybe if she was masturbating too, but he didn't think he could ask her for another show. Just thinking about her licking her nipples made his erection jump again. No, he needed to take care of things, but not here with her just watching him. He walked over and set his mug down. "Cassie, I'm going to go. I'll be back later." She turned off the water and opened the curtain. She had a rag in her hand and her robe was completely open. "Oh Chauncey, I'm so sorry. I needed to get laid and I really didn't want to be alone. So seeing you in the tree on my way in, I thought we'd both get a quicky without being completely solo. I didn't mean to leave you high and dry." On saying high she looked at his crotch and back up at him. She noticed his gaze was traveling the length of her body. "I didn't say anything because it was such a spur of the moment thing and I thought you'd just play along. I saw your hand go to your crotch and I really thought you were handling it so to speak. Actually I was imagining you handling it since I couldn't really see. That's what helped get me to the end, thinking about us both playing but not actually touching. It's kinky." When she stopped speaking Chauncey looked at her a little guiltily. "It was kinky and I really enjoyed it. Had I been prepared for it I probably would have joined you. But I'm not nearly as bold as you Cassie. I just can't go at it cold in front of you." Full Circle Ch. 02: Chauncey "What if it wasn't cold? Do you need to be alone or do you just not want to put on a show by yourself?" Chauncey could feel the smile on his face as he asked, "What exactly are you proposing?" "To be honest, I'm still horny. I was thinking of you standing out here with a hard on while I was cleaning up and I could go again." She raised her eyebrows at him, "Why don't you tell me what you'd like to see. You know I'm game for anything that doesn't involve actual pain." Her face tightened as she said the last bit but her softened again as her gaze went to his erection. "I'd like to watch you watching me while you stroke yourself." She looked directly into his eyes and he could see a little fire in hers. He tried to laugh but his breath caught a little and he said, "I'd be willing to bet good money you've never had anyone turn you down. You're so straight forward and sincere. Such an odd dichotomy of strong and vulnerable. And then there's the naked and lovely part. You're certainly not easy to say no to." "Chauncey, I understand if you don't want to. Or can't. Really." She dropped the rag she'd been holding in her hand into the sink and started to close her robe. "No. Don't." They were both surprised at his vehemence and he hoped she hadn't heard the sad longing in his voice. She dropped her arms and stepped out of the little bathroom. "I needed this today. Maybe I'll be able to tell you why someday, but you know, I think you need something too. If you'll tell me what, I'll do my best to give it to you." Chauncey took a deep breath asked, "Got anything to spike the tea with? I think I may need a shot of courage." She laughed and reached into a cabinet and came out with a bottle of spiced rum which she handed to him. He poured a generous helping into his mug and held it over her mug. She nodded and he splashed a little into her mug as well. He put the bottle on the counter and took a big swig from his mug while she sipped hers. "Let's give it a try. Do you have any latex gloves?" She looked at him quizzically but nodded. "Under the sink." He could see it coming, she couldn't help herself, "What are the gloves for?" He bent down to look under the sink for the gloves as he answered. "I like the feel of latex." "Ooh, is it just the feel of the gloves on your cock or do you have a real latex fetish?" He could hear amusement but also interest in her voice. "Well I'm not into the extreme stuff, but I like the look of the latex clothes. I like porn better when they're wearing latex but too much of the latex porn is extreme stuff that I'm not into." "I've never really noticed latex porn." Cassie said. "Well unless you're into some of the extreme stuff you won't see much of it. It pops up now and again in regular porn but not often. Okay, next is olive oil, and to answer your question before you ask, I like the smell and the feel." He smiled at her. She opened the cabinet next to the burners and put it on the counter. "Anything else?" "Towels. One for me and two for you." "Why two for me?" Cassie asked as she turned to the cabinet next to the little bathroom. "Because if we're really going to do this I'd like to do it outside." "In that case I'll grab the picnic blanket. Okay, towels and the picnic blanket. Is that everything?" Chauncey stared directly into her eyes and held her gaze. "Are you really game?" Cassie nodded. "Do you have any other toys?" He looked down as he asked, afraid of he didn't know what. "I've got a plug, a single dildo, a bullet vibe and a wand vibe." She shrugged her shoulders as he looked up at her with eyes widened. "I like variety" she said with a little laugh. He laughed back and gave his head a little shake. "How about the plug, if you think you can handle it now, and the bullet vibe?" She nodded and said "Be right back." She set the towels and blanket down on the window seat and trotted up the stairs to get the toys. Chauncey chugged down the rest of his spiked tea and took a slug of Cassie's. He couldn't believe they were actually going to do this. He laughed to himself, well at least he knew his first time would be good, he just hoped he didn't cum as soon as they started. As Cassie trotted down the stairs he thought to himself, 'God, she's got beautiful tits.' "Did I hear you chuckle?" She asked him. "You realize this is my first time with someone else?" She nodded "Well I was thinking that it's probably going to be better than most firsts, thanks to you." Cassie smiled. "Well I do aim to please." She said in her best customer service voice. He snorted. "Ok, let's head outside. I was thinking I could take a chair and put it on the ground and you could sit on the porch?" "Sounds good to me. Throw your towel and other goodies in the chair and I'll grab a couple of cushions." She grabbed the blanket and a towel and a couple of the window seat cushions and they headed outside. Cassie was at the door when she she said "Shoot!" "What?" "Oh, just forgot my lube. Be right back" She set everything down on the little Ikea table, the only thing that would fit on her tiny porch, and went back in to get it. Chauncey set the desk chair he'd grabbed facing the porch stairs. He put the oil and gloves on the ground next to it and spread the towel out on the seat of the chair. He took a deep breath and pushed off his shoes and undid his pants. He was pulling them off when Cassie came back outside. "So what exactly did you have in mind." He pulled his pants the rest of the way off and stood up and looked at her. "I was thinking I'd like you on the edge of the porch so I can really see everything this time." She nodded and started arranging the cushions and the blanket while he hung his pants over the side rail of the porch. Next he removed his socks and shirt. She glanced over at him as he was removing his shirt. "Sweet mother Chauncey! You're a size queen's dream." She was squatted down on the porch staring at his crotch. He still had his briefs on and they held his erection against his stomach. He blushed and looked down. "I have to say I'm kinda glad that you'll be keeping that to yourself, I'm honestly not sure I could take that." He looked at her and shook his head. "I've seen enough to know I'm on the large side, uh can we not talk about it?" "Your wish is my command sir." This she said with a little glint in her eye and a tiny smile. He removed his briefs and laid them on top of his other clothes and went to sit down. "Speaking of commands, I am truly at yours. What would you like to see?" His eyes ran up and down her body and he looked her in the eye and said, "I've always thought you had a nice ass. May I see it now?" Cassie turned around and knelt on the cushion she'd placed on the porch and flipped her robe up onto her back. Then she leaned forward pushing her ass in his direction. She looked over her shoulder at him and raised her eyebrows again. "Will you really do whatever I want?" He tore his gaze away from her ass and looked at her. She nodded and said "I trust you Chauncey. All you have to do is ask and if I can, I will." He reached down to the box of gloves and pulled out two pairs. "Take the robe off and put these on." He said it tentatively but she stood up and turned around and came down the last two steps. She shrugged the robe off her shoulders onto the ground and reached out for a pair of gloves. She put the gloves on while standing there, taking her time to get them on snugly then she rubbed her hands together and looked at him. "Now what?" She had her head tilted to the right and a smile on her face. She ran her gaze over his body and he realized he'd been so busy watching her he hadn't put his own gloves on. "I'd like you to sit on the porch with your legs spread wide for me." This time he wasn't tentative. He was really starting to get into it now. The thought that she'd do whatever he asked awed and emboldened him. He put his gloves on which were a tight, he usually used large gloves and these were mediums and purple at that. When she'd gotten into place he said. "Now I want to you to play with your tits like you were earlier, the licking." She reached down and lifted them up and licked each of them. His erection jumped. "Can you suck on them?" Cassie lifted her head from her tits and said, "No. I wish. I love to have my nipples sucked, I swear I can almost cum from that alone. Unfortunately they're not quite big enough for me to suck on them myself." She went back to licking them, running her tongue over and around each nipple and flitting her tongue over the tip of each of them. He finally had both gloves on and he reached for the olive oil not looking away from her. She pinched, pulled and kneaded which ever nipple she wasn't licking and looked at him while she did it. When he finally got some oil on his hands and reached for his cock he saw her eyes widen and go all hungry. That was all he needed to completely relax into things. 'This is going to be fun' he thought. To Cassie he said "Are you wet? Spread your lips so I can see." Cassie released her breasts and leaned back a little as she used both hands to spread her lips. She used her right hand and dipped two fingers into her slightly swollen pussy. "I'm so wet I'm having trouble keeping hold of my lips" Having said this she let go with her left hand and brought it back up to her breast while she massaged her g-spot with her fingers. "Slow down you horny wench." He laughed. "Take those wet fingers and rub your juices on your nipples." He was stroking himself now, slow and light as he didn't want to cum quickly, though he was excited by how her eyes were tracking his movements. She rubbed her juices on her nipples and before he could say it she started licking it off. The way she did it without hesitation and looked directly at him while doing it, he knew that she'd guessed what he wanted next and was doing it just for him. With his free hand he reached under his balls and used his middle finger to rub his taint and his asshole. Rubbing his asshole made him want to see hers again. "I want to see you play with your ass Cassie." She gave him a big smile "As you wish." "Turn back around so I can see your whole ass." Cassie turned and knelt on the top step. She took two fingers from her left hand and dipped them into her pussy to get them wet, then she bent down and rested her right forearm on the cushion she'd laid on the porch. She reached over her back with her left hand and began rubbing her asshole like he was rubbing his. Making circles from the outer edge to the center. When she got the the center however, she pushed her middle finger ever so slightly into her asshole. After a couple of pokes she slipped it all the way in. "You really like ass play don't you?" "Oh yeah. Honestly I think I like it more than vag play. It's so erotic and it hits all the right spots. Well you probably know what I mean." She leaned to the side so she could see him. "No, actually I don't. I've never gone in, I just rub the outside." "Oh Chauncey, you've got to try it. If not now, one day soon. I don't think you'll be sorry. Just remember, lube lube lube!" With that she removed her finger and reached for her lube and her plug. She put a generous amount of lube on the plug and slowly slid it in her ass. "I can come from this guy and a little clit play in no time flat." She told him. She was slowly sliding the plug in and out of her ass, watching him while she did it. Or rather watching his crotch. He hadn't sped up his motions or increased his grip because he knew when he did he would cum quickly. Her breathing changed and she started to speed up her motions with the plug. "Oh no you don't, not yet. Put it all the way in and turn back around." He told her. Cassie squinted her eyes at him and stuck out her tongue. Then she smiled and pushed the plug all the way in and wiggled as she sat down. "Are you cheating?" He smiled at her. "No just adjusting." She grinned. Part of Chauncey's mind couldn't believe how relaxed he was. He was extremely excited but calm at the same time. He and Cassie had been friends for over a year now and they'd talked about pretty much everything under sun, but at this moment he felt more at ease with her than he had in all that time. He thought that Cassie was right, he'd needed this too, this connection. Cassie had gone back to playing with her nipples, rolling them between the thumb and index finger of each hand. She had her legs spread and was awaiting his next request. "Have you ever been with another woman?" He asked her. Cassie shook her head. "I admit to being a little curious but no, I've never tried it. We've talked about my past enough that I'm surprised you'd think I skipped over a tidbit like that." "It was the way you licked your juices off your nipples without my even asking. You seemed to savor it. Made me wonder if you'd ever tried anyone else's." She waggled her tongue at him making them both laugh. "I never understood women sucking dildos in solo or lesbian porn before. But now I think I do. I'd like to see you suck your juices off one now." Cassie smiled. "Well give me one minute to go get it and you'll see just that. Don't finish before I get back. I definitely want to be here for that." "No chance of that." Watching her walk away with the butt plug up her ass he got more olive oil on his hands played a little more with his own ass. Not really intending to dive in but he pressed at his hole now with each swirl. Cassie came back with the dildo. He was a little disappointed that it wasn't bigger, but then realized he was comparing it to himself and smiled. She sat back down on the porch and leaned back. Her ass was on the very edge of the porch and she used her left arm to brace herself as she reached with her right hand and began rubbing the dildo across her clit and the front of her pussy. She did this for about 30 seconds before she finally pushed it into herself. She watched him and matched her strokes to his, going about 10 strokes before saying, "Tell me when to stop." Chauncey was getting to the point where he would normally tighten his grip and speed up to finish himself off. Things being what they were however, he wanted to make this last as long as possible. Who knew if it'd ever happen again. Knowing Cassie it was a good possibility but he wasn't going to take it for granted. "Give me 20 more strokes. Follow me, slow and steady. I want it nice and juicy when you suck it." "All right Chauncey! Now you're really getting into it. Talk dirty to me. It's probably the only dirty talk I'm going to get for a while and it's been so fucking long! Well, long for me." She smiled. "I still can't believe that I'm sitting here watching you fuck yourself while I jack off. If I'm dreaming I don't want to wake up. It's like a Penthouse story." Cassie laughed. "I've submitted a couple of stories to them. Got one accepted. I write erotica for extra cash now and again." "I knew you wrote more than just journaling. Can I read your stories?" "After this, I don't see why not." She gave him a lazy smile and continued to match his strokes. "You're almost too good to be true Cassie. If things were different I'd love to suck your nipples until you came and then bend you over and fuck you till you told me to stop." "Oh god, that's good stuff there Chauncey." Cassie removed the dildo as she said that and brought it to her mouth. She sucked on it for a good 10 seconds and then licked the parts she couldn't get in her mouth. "Damn I taste good." She had a wicked grin on her face as she said it. "You really should have asked for a taste before I cleaned it off." Chauncey's grip on his cock tightened. "Are you ready because I'm not going to last much longer when you say things like that, and I want to see you cum before I do." Cassie set the dildo down and reached for her bullet vibe turning it all the way up. "I'm ready final requests?" "I don't want you to fuck for show now. I'm close, really close and I just want to see and hear you Cassie." Cassie laid back but kept her head up so she could watch him stroke himself. She put the vibe on her clit and reached down to the butt plug still in her ass. She pulled the plug out and then began sliding it in and out. She made little cooing noises and picked up the pace, thrusting it in and out of her ass as hard and as fast as she could. His stroking sped up but he stayed away from the head waiting for her to cum. It was only about a minute before she started panting and moaning but it was a glorious minute for Chauncey. Her eyes weren't closed as she was still watching him but they'd gone hooded and soft. She was scrunching her torso so she could reach the plug and he could see the little fat wrinkles on her belly. She had such lovely skin, it wasn't pale, it was pinkish, not like a burn, but that soft soft beige pink that you see sometimes during sunset. And her tits, they really were beautiful. With her on her back they flattened and spread a bit somehow making them look bigger. Maybe it was just a trick of the light or the fact that her nipples were so large the tips a good thee quarters of an inch high. His gaze traveled up and down from her face to the hand that was handling the plug. She was looking right at him as she squirted and began mumbling "Fuck me, yeah, fuck oh fuck I'm cumming!" Her body had what looked like a little convulsion. The entire time she kept her eyes on him, looking him up and down as he'd been doing with her. "Oh fuck me Cassie, that's beautiful." He tightened his grip and went for his own orgasm. In less than a minute he felt it coming. "I'm going to cum now." Cassie dropped the vibe and plug and stood on shaky legs and walked down the steps to him. "On me Chauncey, cum on me." He stood up without slowing his stroking and they both watched as his cum shot out and landed between her tits and on her stomach. His legs shook and he sat back down and watched as she took a finger and wiped up a dollop of cum from her stomach and put it in her mouth. "You taste good too Chauncey. Nice and salty." Her voice was husky as she said it and her eyes went hooded again as she brought her finger down to get some more. She sort of shook herself, like she'd done that day in the Admin building then she went back up the stairs and grabbed her towel. "Fuck that was intense." He told her. He removed his gloves and rolled them together and laid them on the ground. Then he lifted his ass off the chair to grab his towel and clean the olive oil and cum off his deflating cock. Cassie cleaned herself up and was putting her robe back on. "Good huh?" She smiled at him. "Maybe too good." He said without smiling. "After that it's going to be hard to go back to strictly solo." "Well hell Chauncey, I don't want to go back to strictly solo either. I mean I'd like some hands and a real cock too, but after David, I don't think I'm ready to trust anyone besides you. As much as I like you and as close as we've gotten over the past year I don't think I could have done this if there were a chance of actual contact right now." "Don't tell me you're touch adverse now too. I've seen you touch people, you can't help yourself when you're animated." "No and yes, but not sexually. You know I haven't gone this long without actual sex since I became sexually active. But David changed things. I don't trust my own judgment any more Chauncey." She gathered her things and sat down on the porch as she said this. Chauncey got up and went over to the side rail to put his clothes on. Cassie stared at the chair while he dressed. When he got to his socks he went and sat back down. "Cassie, just because you finally opened yourself up and he turned out to be an asshole doesn't make your judgment suspect. It happens, your heart will recover. There's no reason you can't find yourself another fuck buddy." Full Circle Ch. 02: Chauncey She was staring at his chest and a sad smile crossed her face. "Chauncey, you're a total sweetheart, but David didn't break my heart, well he didn't JUST break my heart." She looked up into his eyes, "He hurt me Chauncey." She said it so quietly but matter-of-facially, that it was like a punch in the gut. It took his breath away. She looked away and went on. "If George hadn't come back to grab a couple of steaks when he did, he might have hurt me worse than he did. George chased him off and took me to the hospital when I wouldn't let him call 911. Then he and Molly took me in until I recovered." She paused for a moment and he finally remembered to breathe again. "That day we met in Admin and you offered me this place as a new home. That was the first day I was able to make myself leave their house." Chauncey was stunned and felt close to tears. He noticed her eyes were teary as well when she said. "When you touched me. It was like a benediction. Like the universe was telling me that I'd survive. Until that moment I wasn't sure that I would." He started to ask just what the hell David had done but she shook her head. "I'm starting to heal but I'm not ready to really talk about it. And I'm not ready to date yet either." There was another small pause and she looked off into the trees before continuing. "Earlier when I was sitting out here alone. I was remembering the day I met David and instead of shrinking in on myself I got horny. David and I did have some really good sex. But even that first day there were hints, and I ignored them." She gave herself a little shake. "Anyway, when I saw you sitting in the tree as I went it, I thought what the hell." She looked back at him and gave him a smile, one of those smiles you give when you're really trying to get past the tears you don't want to shed. She took a deep breath before going on. "So you see, I'm not ready to trust my judgment with men. Well, except you, considering the special circumstances. The sex really was good, so incredibly intense that I ignored the signs that were there and plunged headlong into it. I can't do that again Chauncey." She was silent and looking out into the trees again. This time he had the feeling she was done talking so he finally spoke up. "Shit Cassie! After what I just experienced, I think I understand that part intensity part at least a little. And I'm truly glad that I was in the right place at the right time for you. Knowing that cools my desire to find the bastard and shoot him. I haven't seen him on campus lately you know, and I hope I never do. I think I'd be very tempted to do something stupid." Cassie smiled at him and stood up. "Like masturbating in public?" "Hey, this isn't public." He laughed. "And it felt rather brilliant to me." He picked up the olive oil and the gloves and put them on the chair with the dirty towel. By the time he grabbed the chair and made it inside Cassie was stepping into the bathroom. "Laundry basket is in the bottom of this cupboard, she tapped the one she meant. Make some more tea while I grab a quicky shower?" "You got it. Spiked or virgin?" He asked. Cassie laughed and poked her head out "Me a virgin? Seriously though, if you don't have any place to be and will drink with me, then spike 'em. I feel the need to get silly." "I can do silly." He told her. "Okay! Let the silliness begin. Well, as soon as I get my shower." And she pulled her head back into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Chauncey made their drinks, spiking them pretty hard. After the intensity of their encounter and the revelations that followed he thought they both needed to get a little blurry. He couldn't quite wrap his head around what she'd said about her and David. He felt a need to know exactly what had happened to her. He remembered that day in Admin again with what he now knew and he frowned at the fact that Cassie used almost the same exact words to describe herself as he'd thought of her that day. Some instinct in him must have picked up on something without knowing what it was. Remembering her calling his touch a benediction made his heart skip and his stomach tighten. He was even happier now that he'd made his rash offer. In all the time Cassie had been here and through the many times they'd talked, there had been no hint that Cassie's break-up with David had been anything other than that. He gathered that she'd been heart broken more from what she hadn't said than what she had. Now going through various conversations they'd had he could see her self doubt and knew that at least in the beginning she'd been covering up a lot of pain. He really knew now what she meant when she'd said that she'd needed today and he understood why he had once again been just the right person in just the right place. Chauncey hadn't really given much thought to fate before today but he was convinced that fate had brought them together a year ago so they could help each other heal. Though that thought made him laugh at himself. His parents had spent a lot of time and money and he had spent a lot of time in over sized chairs while people tried to 'fix' what was wrong with him. He'd gotten well enough so that he could get by but he didn't think anything could ever truly fix him enough to be normal. Even after what he'd just shared with Cassie the thought of physical contact with her made his heart race and his breathing skip. He took another drink and tried to think of something else to head off a panic attack. Picturing Cassie's face as she said his touch was a benediction did the trick. The feeling and naked honesty with which she'd said it tugged at his heart in an unexplained way. He knew that one day she'd get herself back together and when that happened she'd probably take her tiny house and move on to somewhere else. Knowing that he was helping make that possible was enough for him. When Cassie came out of the bathroom a few minutes later Chauncey said, "That was quick." and handed her her mug of spiked tea. He'd put the cushions back where they belonged and was sitting on couch. "I didn't need to wash my hair, just a body scrub." She was wrapped in a towel but she dropped it into the laundry basket and walked up the stairs in the nude. "You're becoming a total exhibitionist." He called after her. She laughed. "I promise to wear clothes during harvest season. Well at least until dark, then all bets are off." She trotted down the stairs in the sundress that she'd been wearing earlier. She grabbed her mug off the counter and joined him on the couch. "I think it's just for you. For all that I was kind of slutty, I was never publicly slutty before now." "Again, it's not really public." He frowned at her in mock seriousness. "Yeah yeah yeah, well it certainly felt public out there on the porch. Not so much when I was in my bedroom and knew you were watching from the tree. I gotta say it was quite a thrill doing it outside. A first for me. I liked it." Chauncey's face was contemplative as he said "Okay, before we get silly can I ask a serious question?" "As long as it's not about David, go ahead." "Do you think we could do this again some time? Now that I know what I've been missing I can't help but want more." Cassie nodded and smiled. "I was serious when I said I was tired of being alone. I'm not ready to date yet and this was a lot of fun. No reason we can't make it a regular kind of thing." "Good!" He smiled back. "Now, let's get silly." Chauncey had one more spiked tea to Cassie's three. Somewhere along the way they'd named them Minty Pirates. He'd made all the drinks and he went heavy on the alcohol for her trying to make sure she'd sleep and not brood after he left. She eventually did fall asleep on the couch and Chauncey covered her up. The nights were still chilly and he didn't want her to wake up from the cold. He gently touched her hair with the back of his hand his acknowledgment to himself that she was also a benediction to him. They had gotten very silly while he plied her with alcohol, coming up with more and more elaborate scenarios. Chauncey was thinking of one Cassie had mentioned in passing as he sat on the porch to put on his shoes. Cassie was pretty tipsy by then but she'd said they should build a sexzebo and find a masseuse that would give her a happy ending and while he watched. Both ideas stuck in his head. He really liked the idea of the sexzebo. He imagined it as more of a glass room, the kind of glass that lets you see out but blocks people from seeing in. He'd studied architecture for a little while and was drawing up plans in his head. There was still some daylight so instead of heading to his car he started walking the property looking for a likely spot. After thirty minutes he found it. There was a small clearing at the edge of his property, maybe ½ an acre, it was on the other side of a small ravine which is probably why no trees had been planted there. He'd have to build a bridge, as he knew the ravine filled up in the rainy season, but the space was more than big enough for what he had in mind. It would take a little doing but one thing money was good for was getting things done and he had more than enough money to get this done. Chauncey had a feral sort of smile at the thought of spending the guilt money his mother gave him on a sexzebo. His father had given up on him years ago, calling him a pansy ass. So the thought of using their money to build a place to get laid, well as close as he would get to it anyway, was amusing. He couldn't wait to get to his computer to put his plans on paper.