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Chronicles of Chris Ch. 01

By: CABONE



Please be patient reading this, there's some backstory and development before the sex. I just ask that you give it a chance.

Many thanks to my new editor, drbob80. He cleaned this up and made it read much more smoothly.

Also, thanks to LancerInLA and leftylooo for reading and suggestions and listening to my whining.

The names have been changed, not to protect the innocent, because God knows none of us were, but because the author cannot remember anybody's names, except of course the exquisite Mrs. Eva Petrovic.

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I first saw her the day that Mom and I moved into the Northridge Lakes condos in Milwaukee. Dad had just died and Mom wanted to get away from our home town to make a new start. My older sister lived in Wauwatosa and the condos were close enough that we could see her and her family. If we needed help they could be there, but we were far enough away that we were not on top of each other.

Anyway, the movers had just finished and I was out front watching them pack up. I saw a kid about my age sitting on the porch of a nearby townhouse watching the truck and the guys working. Now, I have never been shy, I had to be outgoing to make myself heard when my siblings were around. I am the youngest of six and was the only one still left at home. 

I walked up to the kid and introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Chris Peters and my Mom and I just moved in over there." I pointed to the townhouse behind the truck.

He sat there for a second with a look of surprise on his face before he spoke. "Hi, my name is Danousek Petrovic, but everybody calls me Danny."

I know my eyes widened at his name and he grinned. "Yeah, it's a mouthful. My family is Czechoslovakian and I'm named after my grandfather. I live here with my Mom and Dad and my little sister, Nikola. Everybody calls her Nikki."

I heard a voice from inside. "Danny, who are you talking to?" 

Danny said, "The new kid that moved in, today, his name's Chris."

Just then the door opened and I was struck dumb. A very short, very hot woman with long black hair walked out on the porch. She smiled and stuck out her hand and said, "Hi Chris, I'm Mrs. Eva Petrovic, Danny's mom."

I took that soft hand in mine and it felt like I was holding a delicate flower, her hand was so tiny. I looked at it and then started to drag my eyes up to meet hers and didn't get past the most perfect set of tits I had ever seen in my young life. I stood there gawking and then I heard a polite clearing of the throat from her.

'Oh shit,' I thought. 'She just caught me staring at her tits.' I was afraid to look up, but I couldn't just stand there staring at her tits. Finally, my face blood red with shame, I raised my eyes to meet hers. She had a grin on her face and her eyes were twinkling. I had been stunned by her tits, but was overwhelmed by the beauty of her face and the fact that she couldn't be old enough to be Danny's mom. She looked about 25, which would have made her 10 or so when Danny was born. I stood there speechless.

When I finally found my voice I blurted, "You can't be Danny's Mom; you're too young and pretty!" 

She lightly laughed and said thank you, all the time holding my hand. "But I really am Danny's Mom, I had him when I was sixteen, I tell people he was two years premature." She said and then laughed again.

Danny moaned, "Mo-om, you promised you wouldn't say that anymore. It's embarrassing!"

"Danny, behave, you shouldn't be embarrassed. If anyone should be, it should be me because I got pregnant so young. But, I'm not embarrassed, because I had you." She looked at him with a Mom's adoring gaze.

Danny groaned again, "Mo-om, you're doing it again. Please stop."

Mrs. Petrovic had still not released my hand and just laughed at Danny. "Now, Chris, you know our deep, dark embarrassments, what should we know about you, your Mom and Dad."

"I, uhhh, my Dad died last year, Mrs. Petrovic, it's just me and Mom." I stammered.

She let go of my hand and her hand flew to her mouth. "Oh, Chris, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault, Mrs. Petrovic, you didn't know." I said, patting her on the arm and getting dangerously close to those tits. I jerked my hand away when I realized where it was. "Anyway, we're OK, my sister lives nearby and we just go day by day."

She stepped up and hugged me, which sent my cock into female proximity alert. I jerked my hips back and let her hug me, pressing those breasts into my chest. "Chris, I'll be over tomorrow to introduce myself to your Mom and let her know that if you guys need anything, you can call on us." She spoke into my ear and her breath was driving me crazy. Then she kissed me on the cheek and I thought I was going to cum in my shorts.

"OK, Mrs. Petrovic, I'll let her know you'll be over." I answered her.

Danny said, "Come on Chris, I'll introduce you to some guys that I know. I'll bet we'll all get to be friends."

That's how I met the woman that would dominate my thoughts for the next several years. Danny and I instantly formed a bond and we became inseparable. We spent the next three years hanging out either at his house or mine, though I much preferred his. When we were at his house Mrs. Petrovic would be very attentive to all of us. We were introduced to foods that we had never tasted before. We were treated to late night surprises of baked snacks while we watched movies or Monday Night Football. The treats were oftentimes accompanied by a hug or kiss on the cheek.

We were also treated to occasional, accidental glimpses of frilly, lacy underwear or nightgowns when she didn't know we were awake or there early on a weekend. The glimpses I got just fueled my growing obsession with her. I tried to catch her dressed in less clothing, but she always seemed to be very careful with teenage boys in the house.

Then came the summer of graduation and our eighteenth birthdays. Danny was the youngest of the four of us that hung together all the time. The others were Steve and Moose. Moose's real name was Mike, but he really fit his nickname better. Moose was 6'-6" and 280 if he was a pound. Everything about him was bigger than life. He played defensive end and had earned an athletic scholarship to Wisconsin. Danny's birthday was at the beginning of July and his Mom had planned a party. It would actually be a dual purpose open-house, Danny's birthday and Moose's going away party. Moose had to report early for football and to get some academic assistance. Moose was a smart enough guy, but he had spent so much time concentrating on the field and weight room that his grades had suffered. He barely got into UW and the coaching staff was concerned they might lose him to poor academics. They wanted him in a regimented study program and were going to get him started early; hence, his early departure from home.

Mrs. Petrovic had arranged to have the clubhouse and pool for the day and it seemed she invited everybody that she, Danny and Moose had ever known. Danny's dad had to go out of town on a business emergency, so he wouldn't be there. Danny was really disappointed about that. The party started about 11:00 am and there were about fifty people hanging around the pool and clubhouse. People came and went all day, but the total stayed around fifty.

The four of us took a table together and other people drifted in and out of our circle all afternoon. The best part of the day was that it was really sunny and hot and all the girls were in bathing suits. There was an incredible amount of flesh on display, including a few moms that were looking good, too. I was disappointed since Mrs. Petrovic had on a loose Caribbean style dress that left her shoulders bare and wrapped tightly around her chest, albeit above her breasts. It flowed loosely down her body and ended demurely just above her knees. There were short slits up the sides that offered tantalizing flashes of her thighs, but not much else. I was mesmerized as I watched her play the perfect hostess all day. She occasionally looked our way and would catch me watching. Her eyes would twinkle as she shook her finger at me, laughing at my embarrassment at having been caught staring, yet again.

At one point I lost sight of her for a few minutes and after searching fruitlessly with my eyes, I joined the conversation at the table. To my surprise, Sara Jenkins and Joni Williams had sat down at our table. Sara and Joni were cheerleaders that had graduated with us. Sara was tall and blonde and athletic and Joni was small and petite and strawberry blonde. Joni was the object of my stalker-like mentality when Mrs. Petrovic was not around. Normally, she was pleasant to me, but not overly friendly. Today, however, when I finally joined the conversation she acted like we were best of friends. She even changed seats to sit by me. I was confused.

"Chris, you haven't said much since Sara and I have been here. What are you doing this summer? Or should I ask who?" She asked, giggling. Then she grabbed my bare leg below my bathing suit and I jumped and she laughed some more.

"I, uhhh, I, uhhh, haven't been seeing anyone at all." I stammered. I was overwhelmed by her question and the warm hand on my thigh. My cock found the hand to be of interest and started crawling down my leg to say hi. I was taken off guard and I blurted, "I, I, I'm just hangin' out here, until I leave for basic."

I don't know why I said that, nobody other than Mom knew I had signed up with the Navy and was scheduled to leave in two weeks. I had intended to tell my three best friends at the end of the party tonight. All the heads at the table snapped around and by their expressions I knew that no-one even suspected that I had joined up. I got a couple of hundred questions at once and the excitement at our table had drawn the attention from the surrounding tables. This was exactly why I hadn't said anything in the first place. I hadn't wanted attention taken from Danny and Moose on their day and now I had fucked it up. The most interesting response was that Joni's hand slid further up my thigh under my suit, coming dangerously close to my dick. It had started to wilt with my statement and the subsequent attention, but now came back with a vengeance.

Suddenly, there was breath in my ear and Mrs. Petrovic said in a whisper, "Chris, you should have told me, I would have made this day about you, too." She kissed my ear and my dick leapt the rest of the way to full erection and right into Joni's fingers.  

Joni's eyes got wide, but to my surprise, she didn't jerk her hand away. Instead, she squeezed and slithered her hand further up and slowly began a soft up and down motion that made me groan in appreciation. Mrs. Petrovic heard my groan and she giggled. I think she thought that the groan was ENTIRELY due to her attention. She kissed my ear again and softly rubbed her tits against my shoulders. I could feel her hard nipples and groaned again. This time Joni thought the groan was due to her and increased the speed and pressure on my cock. She ran her thumb through the pre-come that had begun to seep and smeared it around the head. She ran her forefinger up under the head and scratched the sensitive skin there. I was starting to breathe heavily and I guiltily looked around and saw that no-one was paying attention to us. Mrs. Petrovic apparently was worried about the same thing because she vanished as suddenly as she arrived. My full attention was now on Joni and I noticed that her bikini was overfull and her pink nipples were desperately trying to escape their prison. That was all I needed to drive me over the edge and I started spurting into Joni's hand. Again she giggled and did not stop jacking me until I quit spurting. My bathing suit was full and her hand HAD to be covered. As Joni stood she withdrew her hand and wiped it on my suit and shirt. Sliding up to me, she hugged me and I felt her wiping more on my shirt. Then she dropped her towel in my lap, neatly covering the mess. 

"Chris?" She asked sweetly. "Would you carry my towel for me?" She was providing me cover to escape scrutiny of the ginormous wet spot on my crotch. I excused myself from the table and followed her sweetly twitching ass into the clubhouse. She went into the ladies locker room, taking her towel and giving me the opportunity to quickly shower in the men's locker room and clean up my suit.

She was waiting in the hall between the locker rooms when I came out, feeling a little foolish. "Joni? What was that about?"

She giggled. "I know you've always had a little crush on me, but since I was always going out with somebody we never explored anything between us. I just broke up with Bobby and I thought maybe we could get together a little bit, especially since you're gonna be leaving."

It was a little surprising, but I thought, 'what the hell, why not?'

"OK, what do you want to do?" I asked.

"I'm here with a whole bunch of girls, including Sara, so today really doesn't work, but how about you call me tomorrow?" Joni asked.

"OK." I said, still a little stunned from the events of the last half hour. Joni got up on tiptoes and gave me a sweet kiss and then ran out to the pool, leaving me with a half-woody and a shitload of questions. 

I walked back out to the pool and looked at my friends at our table. My suit was still wet and with any close inspection it would be obvious what had happened. I needed a distraction. As I walked to the table I peeled my shirt off and threw it at Danny. It was wet from washing it in the sink and wrapped around his head with a smack.

He pulled it off his head and yelled at me, "You're a dead man, Peters." I had just turned to run when he caught me and we went over the side into the deep end of the pool. He was quicker than I expected and my mouth was wide open when I hit the water. I came up sputtering and spitting water. 

"Asshole!" I muttered at Danny and then we both laughed, knowing I deserved it. 

About that time, Mrs. Petrovic walked past our table headed for the kiddy pool with a huge beach ball. Moose was lighter on his feet than his nickname might have indicated and he jumped up and slipped past her; tipping the ball into the air and then to us in the pool. He ripped off his shirt and then followed the ball into the pool with an obnoxious cannonball. One of the results was the thorough soaking of Mrs. Petrovic. 

"MOOOSE!!!" she screamed, "I cannot believe you did that! Give me that ball. GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOW!!!!"

Moose, rightfully responded, "I don't have it, so I can't give it to you, Mrs. P." 

"Moose! You know what I mean." She snapped.

"We know exactly what you mean. But, we're not giving it up that easily, Mrs. Petrovic. I think you need to come and get it." I said, looking her straight in the eyes and smiling.

She surprised me and pulled her dress over her head. She was wearing a crème colored one-piece that set off her skin and black hair perfectly. It looked like it had been made just for her, fitting like a second skin with no wrinkles or ripples. Like her dress there were no shoulder straps and the suit was held tightly to her skin right above her boobs. The net result was that her already awesome tits were even more pronounced. She dived into the pool and barely made a splash, just a little blip. When she came up her nipples had come to attention and were clearly visible. Danny had the ball and she made a beeline for him, growling at him to give up the ball. He was clearly startled by her sudden rush and almost lost it to her right away. She hit him squarely in the chest and as he went over with an 'oof' he flipped the ball to me. They surfaced together and Danny had an even more surprised look on his face. His mom was pressed tightly against him and her hands were below the water.

She turned her attention to me and demanded the ball with the same growl. I stood my ground and held the ball above my head. I'm not tall (only 5'-10") but I had a good nine inches on her. She jumped at me and those breasts, which had been my masturbatory fodder for the last several years, slammed against my chest and then slid down my body. She threw her arms around me to keep from falling backwards. She continued to slide until her hands went below the surface and I was startled as she gripped my ass, pulling her chest tight to my stomach. My cock, which I thought had been satisfied by Joni earlier, found the contact to be of interest and started poking around to investigate. Mrs. Petrovic grinned at me as she felt my growing hardness and then grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself up, wrapping her legs around me, leaving her crotch level with mine. Letting go of my shoulders, she lunged at the ball and upon missing, fell back down and grabbed my shoulders again, pulling herself back up. The net effect of her play was that she was humping my now painfully hard cock with her pussy. I was shocked and looked down from the ball into her twinkling eyes and saw the evil grin. I tossed the ball to Moose and giving me one final thrust, she went towards Moose. I was left with a raging hard-on and once again, many, many questions.

Moose played the same game as I did, but she couldn't get enough of a grip on his shoulders to pull herself up. Now that I had an idea of what she was doing I watched her closely. She couldn't get her crotch anywhere near Moose's, so she started rubbing her marvelous C's against his dick. I glanced at his face and my suspicions were confirmed. He was surprised, yet pleased. She bounced several more times and then he threw the ball to Steve.

Steve, having no idea what she was doing, turned his back and held the ball away. She hit him with a full force shot on the back with her chest, knocking him off balance. As he went face first into the water, I saw her hands dip below the surface and, by Steve's expression when he resurfaced, find pay dirt. He came up sputtering and she just hung on to him. They stayed like that for maybe thirty seconds and I saw Steve stiffen and then relax, understanding dawning on his face. Steve held the ball at arm's length in front of him as Mrs. Petrovic squirmed against his ass and back. She would pull her hands from the water to make feeble attempts to get the ball and almost immediately return under the water. Steve had held the ball for several minutes and I was starting to get jealous. I knew Mrs. Petrovic was at least groping him if not actually jacking him off and I wanted some more, myself. 

Irrationally I thought, 'leave her alone, she's mine'. Of course I knew that she wasn't mine, not really, but I had lusted after her for the last three years, night and day and I certainly didn't like the idea of sharing.

Suddenly Steve started shaking and I knew, actually, I think Danny and Moose knew, too, that she had gotten him off. She leaned in and whispered in his ear and Steve weakly tossed the ball to Danny and went to lean against the side of the pool. I looked around then to see if anybody had witnessed that hot encounter and found that no-one was watching us. Mrs. Petrovic approached Danny again and this time he didn't turn away. She hit him in the chest with as much force as she had hit him in the back and he was again surprised. This time he didn't go over and held his ground. His mom's legs had firmly wrapped around him and she was holding tight. The ball was above his head and as she reached for it her tits were in his face. Every time she lunged for the ball he was hit in the face with "C" cups. For me it would have been heaven, but for Danny it seemed to be a little bit of hell on earth. He took a couple of boob slaps to the face and tossed the ball my way. His mom held onto him briefly, giving him a hug with her tits mashed in his face. I stood with the ball and she released him and slowly slid down his body, her hands disappearing beneath the water once again. She got on tiptoes and whispered in his ear and Danny stiffened and lurched away from her and I could barely hear her light laugh.


Chronicles of Chris Ch. 01



My cock had regained the full hardness from earlier and was sticking straight out in front of me. Fortunately I was rib deep in the water and no-one could see that. Mrs. Petrovic came at me with blood in her eyes and I knew she was determined to achieve her goal, though her goal now was evidently much different than when she entered the pool. She hit me hard again as I turned away. She tried to grab the ball and missed, sliding down my body. Her hands went into the water and immediately found my waistband and pulled it out and down. My cock popped out the top of my suit into the water, unencumbered. She quickly stroked it a couple of times with one hand as the other took a full survey of my balls. Then her hands were gone. I was distracted by her hands and was not ready for her renewed attack that was focused on regaining the ball, so I almost lost it. I regained some of my composure just in time and moved it out of her reach in front of me. She quickly changed tactics and went around me and lunged for the ball. Her hips thrust backwards as she threw her arms out and my red-hot pole of muscle slipped between her legs and bumped along her ass and pussy. She suddenly stopped and clamped her legs together, trapping me in that warm flesh with only millimeters of fabric between my cock and one of the objects of my obsession. She stopped moving everything on her body, except her butt and thigh muscles. She was gripping me tightly and we were locked together at the crotches and I was in heaven. She bounced on her toes making it look like she was trying to get the ball. The friction and the warmth, plus my pent-up desire for her were fueling my impending orgasm. She continued to bounce and my cock was sliding between her thighs and suddenly I was exploding into the pool. I was kind of amazed that I had so much stuff; considering that Joni had gotten me off earlier. She continued bouncing until my cock had withered and fallen from between her legs.

Mrs. Petrovic then leaned into my ear and said so only I could hear. "Happy now? Isn't that what you've wanted for all these years? By the way, you're out, I win!" She waited until I flipped the ball to Moose and then went after him. Making sure no-one was watching me, I tugged my suit up and went and stood by Steve.

Steve leaned in and whispered, "What the fuck was that?!?!"

"I have no idea, but I'm not complaining, are you?" I whispered back. I wasn't sure what had gone on with Danny and his mom, but I certainly didn't want him to hear us talking about her.

I looked up at Moose in time to see his eyes glaze over and lose the ball to Mrs. Petrovic. She exited to pool triumphantly to applause. Obviously she had gotten the three of us off and 

I suspected she had done something to Danny also. Danny was now out of the pool and sitting at the table, his eyes never leaving his mom. My suit was once again a mess and I needed to clean it up again so I started toward the locker room. I noticed that Mrs. Petrovic was just approaching the clubhouse, carrying a big purse/tote kind of thing and I looked back at Danny. He was talking to Sara and Joni again and was not paying attention to me. Joni looked up and winked and I had no idea what that might mean. I looked back at Mrs. Petrovic and she looked from me to Joni.

When I got into the clubhouse Mrs. Petrovic was nowhere to be seen. I went into the men's locker room and repeated my cleaning from earlier. When I came out the clubhouse seemed to be empty.

Just then a pair of arms encircled my waist and a pair of hard nipples pressed into my back. Mrs. Petrovic whispered, "Are you having as good a day as I think you are? She's a real cutie."

Figuring that she had started it, I decided to take a chance. I quickly spun around so that my reinvigorated cock was pressing into her stomach. I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her tightly to me. Her diamond tipped nipples were digging into my lower chest and I could feel her breathing deeply. I looked down into those liquid brown eyes and I saw what she clearly didn't want me to see as she looked quickly away; desire. I ran my hands down to the ass that had interrupted my sleep for the last couple of years. I was both surprised and pleased to find her naked beneath the dress. 

"Mrs. Petrovic, why are you behaving so naughtily today?" I whispered. "You're naked under your dress. Where did your suit go?"

She just smiled and laid her head on my chest as I fondled her. Her breath was getting more ragged as I lightly massaged her ass and slowly bunched the dress up so that I eventually had the naked skin of her tight little butt in my hands. She gasped and wriggled in my hands as I felt her naked ass, dipping my fingers shallowly into the crack. She tried to get away, but, it seemed only a halfhearted attempt to me. I leaned down and kissed her, not as the mother of my buddy, but as the woman that I had long desperately wanted. She briefly resisted, again halfheartedly, before sliding her tongue along mine. I lifted so that I was holding her by her ass with her feet off the floor. I backed up until I was leaning against the wall with my shoulders. She wrapped her legs around my waist and drove her tongue into my mouth. I slipped my fingers down and found her wet pussy. She moaned into my mouth and pulled herself more tightly to me, if that was even possible. I slid my fingers as far inside her as I could in this position and she responded by wiggling and thrusting her hips down on my hand. She let go of my neck with her right hand and grabbed the waistband of my suit, trying to push it down. I started to help her when we heard a voice calling me.

"Hey Chris, are you in here? Joni said she saw you come in here." It was Danny.

Mrs. Petrovic's eyes flew open and she leapt from me and ran into the women's locker room. I stepped into the men's locker room and straightened myself out and tried to calm down before walking out to find Danny.

"Here I am. I was in the locker room trying to clean some stuff off my suit and shirt." I tried to give a reasonable explanation for being in the locker room for so long. 

"What'd you get on you?" Danny asked.

"I dunno; just some stuff that Joni got on her hands and she wiped on me." I said, telling a partial truth. "She thought it was funny. Let's go back outside, these wet clothes are making me cold in the air conditioning." I was anxious to get away from the locker room to give Mrs. Petrovic a chance to get out without raising any questions.

Danny shrugged and turned around. We walked out and I was surprised at how the party had cleared out and said so to Danny.

"Everybody that was left had been here most of the day and were really tired out from all the sun." Danny explained.

Danny, Steve, Moose, Mrs. Petrovic and I were virtually the only ones left. I kept moving toward the table so that when she came out it wouldn't be so noticeable. When I got to the table I sat so that I was facing the clubhouse and thankfully Danny sat with his back to it. Mrs. Petrovic walked out and looked around, seemingly as surprised by the emptiness as I was.

Sara and Joni were packing up their stuff and Joni gave me another wink, looking between me and Mrs. Petrovic again. After they had gotten their stuff together Sara and Joni walked over to say goodbye. 

Joni pulled me to the side saying she wanted to talk to me for a minute. "Hey stud. What do you have going on with Mrs. P?" 

"I, I, I," I stammered.

She just laughed. "Don't worry Stud; I still want you to call me tomorrow. I just hope you're not completely worn out by then."

"Wwwwhat dddo yyou mmmean?" I still couldn't speak clearly.

"Unless I miss my guess, Studly, Mrs. P is gonna fuck your brains out. Or, did she already do that in the clubhouse? I've seen the way you two have been looking at each other. I also saw her rubbing her tits on your back earlier. Was your hard-on from me or her?" Joni's eyes were glittering and her nipples were piercing her suit and shirt. "I just want a piece of you before you leave. If you need to wait a couple of days to rest up, then take them. 'Cause if she hasn't fucked your brains out by then, I will." Joni leaned in and kissed me while groping my dick. 

She giggled and then told Sara it was time to go.

I staggered back to everyone else. My cock was, once again, painfully hard, making it difficult to walk without letting it be seen. It seemed like it had been that way all day. Mrs. Petrovic watched me walk back to them, her glance going to my crotch. She looked back into my eyes to find me watching and it was her turn to be embarrassed at having been caught. I smiled and shook my finger at her because no-one was watching us and she smiled back.

The four of us helped Mrs. Petrovic clean up, taking the garbage out and carrying the leftovers and dishes to her house. The other guys started talking about going out to a movie after we got cleaned up. I started to agree and then I saw a look of disappointment flash over the beautiful face of Mrs. Petrovic. I decided I wanted to know if that disappointment was directed at all of us, or just me.

"Hey guys, the sun has started one of those headaches and I think I'm gonna pass on the movie." I said, while looking at Mrs. Petrovic. 

The guys only gave me a little bit of shit, knowing how the headaches really messed with me.

"Pete, I know your Mom is at your sister's, so if you need anything tonight, come and see me. OK?" Mrs. Petrovic said while smiling at me.

"Sure Mrs. P, I appreciate it." I answered.

I went home and laid down in bed and quickly fell asleep. I woke up and it was dark and I was afraid I had missed my chance, but it was only about 8:30. I quickly took a shower and got dressed in a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt and went outside. It was still warm out, but had cooled from earlier in the day. 

I walked down to Danny's and knocked on the door. I heard Mrs. Petrovic from the patio, "Chris, is that you?" 

"Yeah, Mrs. P, it's me." I answered as I walked around the fence to the patio. "Did the guys go?"

She answered as I cleared the fence and saw her for the first time. She was sitting in a love seat with her feet up on a chair. She was wearing a bright orange sundress with tiny shoulder straps and it dipped dangerously low in the front, exposing a great deal of cleavage. She was evidently braless as her nipples were clearly visible. With her shoeless feet up, the loose dress had slid up toward her waist so that her deeply tanned legs were nearly all exposed. I stopped dead in my tracks as she looked hotter than I had ever seen her before. 

She smiled and asked, "See something that you like?"

"Oh my god Mrs. P, you look incredible!" I said with enthusiasm.

She blushed and said softly, "Christopher, you say the nicest things. I really don't think you need you need to call me Mrs. P tonight. Please call me Eva. Come sit with me." She reached out her delicate hand to me.

I took it and sat down, my bare leg rubbing up against hers. The warmth of her leg against mine was maybe the best thing I had ever felt in my life and I had to stifle a moan. As I sat there she snuggled up against me and she picked up my arm and put it around her shoulders. As she did, she raised her other arm and settled my hand on her breast. As I had thought, she was braless and her warm, firm breast settled into my left hand. I cautiously squeezed and as I traced her stiff nipple with my thumb I heard a barely audible sigh. Her hand settled into my lap and bumped up against my throbbing cock. She rubbed the back of her hand against my cock and I could feel the warmth of her hand through the thin material. She nuzzled her face up to my neck and started kissing my throat and chin lightly. She had turned her hand and continued to gently rub her hand and fingers against my cock, not grasping it, just lightly stroking it. I had never been so turned on in my life. My cock was throbbing and seemingly growing from her attention. Reaching up with her other hand, she pulled my face down to hers and into a sweet kiss. Our lips touched and I felt a little spark and jumped. I could feel her smile against my lips and then her lips parted slightly. I followed her lead and opened my lips. Her tongue slipped between my lips and hesitantly found my tongue. I wiggled my tongue against hers, not forcing myself on her and she giggled and sighed. I got bolder with my exploration of her tits and worked my hand inside her dress. Again, I was rewarded with a sigh as I found her bare breast and turgid nipple. I was afraid I'd scare her off and was trying very hard to be gentle and loving. It was apparently the correct tactic, because she started squirming in her seat. With my other hand I had found her bare thigh and slowly worked up to where her legs were still covered by the dress. I hesitated, stopping my ascent until I felt her hips move slightly toward my hand. I wriggled my fingers under her dress until my progress was halted by her bare stomach. It took a moment to realize that I did not find any material from panties. 

I pulled my lips from hers and she looked at me, surprised. "Why, Eva," I whispered. "You naughty girl, you're naked beneath that dress."

She giggled and shifted her legs so I could gain further access to her treasures. She raised her left leg and put her foot on the love seat, opening herself widely to my searching fingers. 

Sliding my hand down her belly I felt soft fur, followed by a hot, slick, wetness. As I explored her pussy she again pressed her lips to mine and thrust her tongue deeply into my mouth. I dipped my fingers into her lagoon and found it to be hot and very wet. As I pressed deeper into her; our kissing became more frenzied. The pumping of her hips began matching the intensity of the kissing and soon I was just hanging on. I held my hand and fingers still as she humped against them. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and clamped down on it with her teeth. Suddenly, it felt as though my hand was being bathed in hot oil as she gushed through an intense orgasm. She released my tongue and slumped into my arms, her head lying against my chest. We sat there for a few moments as her breathing returned to normal. 

My head was spinning. I had never experienced anyone like her. The sum total of my sexual encounters consisted of fumbling around in the back seat of Mom's car with girls as inexperienced as me and who didn't know the things that Eva obviously did. She had enjoyed an intense orgasm at my hands, but I was more of a semi-involved bystander than someone who was responsible for providing a mind blowing orgasm.

She started stirring and sat up. Grasping my face in her hands she kissed me again. "Thank you, Chris, I needed that." 

"Uhh, you're welcome, but I don't think I had much to do with that." I said, embarrassed.

She giggled, "Chris, you were entirely responsible for that. The fact that your lust started the day you moved in and has grown with you as you have grown up did not escape me. I watched you watching me and enjoyed the attention and the longing in your eyes. I even indulged in teasing you along the way. I allowed you tiny peeks when you thought I wasn't aware of your wandering eyes. As your lust grew and you grew into a young man I began to look at you not as a neighborhood kid, but as a man whose attention turned me on. I have fantasized about us, about this, many times. Your lustful, if very considerate and careful, pursuit of me has turned me on immensely. No-one, not even my husband, has desired me as completely and devotedly as you have. I have been wet many, many times that I have seen you, because I was certain that were hard for me. You were, weren't you?"

I kissed her and fondled her breast as I answered her. "Oh god, yes, I think about you day and night. I mas... uh, I uhh.."

She giggled. "Please tell me you have been masturbating to thoughts of me. Because I have a secret;......I have been getting off thinking about you."

I turned bright red and was mortified, but I told the truth. "Every day, at least once, sometimes more...LOTS more."

She moaned and threw her arms around my neck and snuggled to my chest. "Oh god Chris, I don't know what I'm doing. I love my husband and my family, but tonight, just tonight, I'm going to have you. Danny is staying with Moose tonight and Nikki is spending the night at a friend's house. Please take me to bed."

OK, I understood taking her to bed. But, I wasn't entirely certain how to accomplish that simple task. Her arms were locked around my neck and she didn't seem to want to let go, so I assumed that I was going to be carrying her. She was tiny so standing up with her in my arms was not a problem, but I wasn't sure about navigating the door and then the stairs. Terrible visions of dropping her danced through my head. I was scared that I would hurt her, but more than hurting her I was terrified I would lose my one and only chance to slake my lust for her.

I carefully stood and then, making sure of my balance, walked to the door. Eva kissed my neck and let go with one hand and opened the door. I stepped through and then paused for her to close and lock the patio door. I hesitated in the foyer and she murmured in my ear that the front door was locked. Carefully, I proceeded up the stairs to the landing at the top. Again I hesitated and she whispered that I should go into her room. I stepped in and immediately noticed that the bed was turned down. There were candles scattered around waiting to be lit. I gently placed her on the floor, where she stood very still waiting for me. I kicked off my shoes as I retrieved matches from a table near the door and quickly lit the candles with shaking hands, leaving the room with a warm glow. I turned to look at her after the last candle was lit and she smiled shyly at me.

She whispered so softly that I could barely hear her. "Chris.... Take my dress off, please."

I stepped over to her and took her in my arms, leaning down to kiss her deeply. "Eva," I whispered, "I don't think you can imagine how much I've wanted this. I can't believe this is really happening. Thank you."

She smiled and gently said, "If it's anything like I've felt, I know EXACTLY what you feel." She kissed me and then put her arms up. "Now shut up, take my dress off and take me to bed."

I bent over and grasped the hem in my hands and slowly pulled her dress up. I savored the delicious, slow revelation of her naked body. Her pubis was covered in soft (from feeling it earlier) black hair and I could see her wet lips peeking out through the covering. The hem reached her flat belly and I had to kiss it, so I stopped and ran my tongue through her navel and kissed the warm, (hot?) skin. The only sounds I heard were our ragged breathing and my pounding heartbeat. I then continued removing her dress, revealing her perfect breasts. They were round and full and tipped with dark chocolate nipples that were hard and pointing at me. If my desire to kiss her belly was strong, the need to kiss and suck on her nipples was overwhelming. I did not resist the urge and sucked one and then the other between my lips. Eva moaned her approval as she gently held the back of my head in her hands, pressing my face to her chest. I spent several minutes just worshiping her tits as I had so desperately wanted to do from the moment I had first seen her. Finally, Eva gently tugged at my shoulders and I straightened up and finished removing her dress. I stepped back and took in the sight. She was more beautiful naked than I had ever imagined and I told her just that. She blushed and murmured her thanks. 

She stepped up to me and grabbed the hem of my shirt and tugged. I started to help and she shook her head, wanting to do it herself. I simply raised my hands and allowed her to do what she wanted. She made me bend over and pulled the shirt from my head and arms and tossed it the same chair in which I had put her dress. She then ran her hands over my chest and kissed it right in the center as she pulled me to her chest, her breasts flattening against my stomach. I moaned as I felt the warm, pliant skin of her womanly assets slide against my skin. She held me briefly before slipping down my body, kissing and licking as she went. She knelt and stopped at the waistband of my shorts and looked up at me.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 01



"What do you want, Chris?" Eva asked huskily.

"I, I, I wwwwant yyyou ttto ttttake ooooofffff mmmmy shshshorts!" I stammered.

"I thought so." My best friend's mother said softly. She pulled my shorts down over my hips and past my throbbing, leaking cock and let them fall to the floor. I kicked them away as I waited for her to proceed. I didn't want to say anything or move because I was still afraid the spell might be broken. She reached up and caressed my rock hard cock, lightly and smoothly stroking from base to tip. She stopped at the tip and swirled her thumb around the throbbing head and through the pre-come that had gathered and was starting to drip. Withdrawing her hand she rubbed her thumb and forefinger together smearing the liquid between them. Looking back up at me she slowly inserted her finger into her mouth and let me see her tongue clean my cream from it. I really can't describe the eroticism of that sight.

"Chris," she said softly, "I know you don't have much experience and I want us to enjoy this as much as possible. So, I'm going to make love to you with my mouth first. There will be no pressure on you to try and keep from cumming when we make love. OK?"

Holy shit! The woman of my dreams was gonna give me my first blow job and was asking if it was OK. I nodded, unable to speak.

Eva smiled at my lack of audible response and leaned forward to kiss the tip of my waiting cock. As soon as her warm, incredibly soft lips touched the sensitive skin I involuntarily flexed my cock and thrust my hips. My cock burst through her lips into her mouth and she was momentarily knocked off balance. I was mortified and probably lucky she didn't bite down reflexively. I started stammering an apology and began backing away from her, assuming that I had blown it by being unable to control myself. I wanted to die and started looking around so I could find my clothes.

"Chris,....Chris" she said softly, "it's OK. Don't worry, I was just startled, you did nothing wrong."

She then grasped my butt and firmly pulled me back to her, so that she could, once again, kiss the tip. This time I was able to control myself and savor the feeling of her lips on my cock. I think I held my breath the entire time. She slowly opened her mouth and sucked the purple helmet into her mouth and probed the slit with her tongue, cleaning up the slippery liquid that was pooled there. Then she did something that I did not expect, but made me breathless and made my asshole clamp in desire and lust. She closed her mouth a fraction of an inch and brought her teeth into gentle contact with the skin. She pushed her head down on my cock, barely scraping the skin as she went. It was a signal to my brain that my cock was in the mouth of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. The response was that every nerve ending in my cock was more alive than ever and sending my brain and body into sensory overload. I felt like I could feel every ridge on every tooth that was contacting my skin. I could feel every taste bud on her tongue as it slithered along the bottom of my cock. I felt her throat expand to allow my cock to slide smoothly down. She stopped and swallowed and her throat constricted around the throbbing head and that's all it took. I exploded into her throat without warning and she swallowed and swallowed. I saw stars and my knees got weak and wobbly and she released me from her mouth and helped me to sit down on the bed. I sat there a minute and then she murmured that we should lie down. I scooted up in the bed, lay down and Eva snuggled in beside me. Again, my hand found her breast and the warmth, smoothness and softness continued to amaze and arouse me. 

As we lay there she asked, "Was that OK?"

"Oh my god, Eva! That was the best thing I have EVER done in my life! That was incredible. And yes, it was more than OK." I squeezed her and kissed her, tasting myself on her mouth.

We lay there for a couple of minutes merely enjoying the feel of each other. I continued caressing her breast (I couldn't get enough) with my left hand and started softly trailing my fingers over her other breast and stomach. I leaned down and kissed her and then allowed my fingers to travel through the soft down at the bottom of her taut belly. Eva sighed contentedly when I found her slit, her hips slightly moving to encourage further exploration. I slithered further and found that not only was she still wet, she was practically drooling. My fingers were quickly covered and I was curious about the taste. I removed my fingers to a moan of protest that changed to a whimper of delight when she saw what I was going to do. I smelled my fingers and immediately fell in love with the pungent, sweet aroma of Eva. I stuck my tongue out and tasted the slick love potion that Eva produced for me. It was a strong, sweet, tangy flavor that I lapped up like ice cream. Eva giggled with excitement when she saw how much I loved the taste of her. I looked down at her and her eyes were shining with love and desire, which I'm certain, reflected mine. I bent and kissed her passionately, our juices mingling in our mouths making our own unique flavor.

Withdrawing my mouth from hers brought a whimper of protest, so I briefly resumed our kiss before resuming my journey to her nipples. I kissed one then the other, repeatedly, trying to find a favorite and failing. They were both my favorite, and still are to this day. I nipped at them with my teeth, drawing a growl from her throat. After spending long minutes worshipping at 'The Breasts of Eva' I continued down to find her navel heaving and waiting for me. I kissed and licked it and she giggled. I stopped and blew raspberries on her belly and she laughed out loud. God, I loved to hear her laugh and it made my cock begin to twitch again. I briefly stopped my journey and because I was now curious I went back to her breasts and blew raspberries on them, too. She laughed harder and started smacking me lightly on the head and told me to stop. I blew one more time, drawing another giggle and started back down. Eva reached down and grabbed my shoulders and I looked up at her.

"Chris, you don't have to do that. I did the thing with my mouth because I thought you would like it." Eva explained quietly.

"Eva, I not only want to do this, I have been looking forward to it almost since the moment I met you." I answered. "But, you're gonna have to teach me what to do and what you like, 'cause I've never done this before."

Eva smiled and said, "OK, let's take a minute. This is not about how fast you get to any one thing; it's more about building anticipation. You need to use teasing, kissing, licking around, but not on your target to start. Blow warm and cool, make me squirm, make me beg, make me crazy. That's what this is about, desire, imagination and longing. Your touch should vary, start softly and gently and increase the pressure slowly, but sometimes, and without warning, abruptly stop or get harder. Always listen to what I'm not only saying, but the sounds that I'm making. You'll know if I like it or don't, if you think I don't like something, stop immediately and don't go back to it. Use your feelings for me to guide you. This will work on all women, so remember what you learn and women will respond to you. Do you think you know what to do?"

I eagerly nodded yes.

Eva smiled that evil smile that I loved and feared, "Good, now get to work!" she said with a laugh and then kissed me.

I slid back down and kissed her stomach again and she sighed. I went back up to her breasts and kissed and licked her nipples, blowing on them until they were black diamonds tipping her soft mounds. The speed and depth of her breathing started to increase and she was moaning deep in her throat. Her breasts still drew my attention, but I knew that I should abandon the jewels and explore other treasures. Slowly moving down her body with my lips, I was lightly touching her sides and hips with my fingertips, evidently producing chills as she shivered slightly. I moved my face away so that the tip of my tongue was the only thing touching Eva's skin. As I moved further down towards my ultimate goal of Blackbeard's Treasure I withdrew my tongue so that I was not touching her at all, except with the cool stream of air I blew on her skin. This elicited the response I had desired as she lifted up to find contact. I moved my head back further, denying her momentarily. She moaned in disappointment and dropped back to the bed. 

I had reached the top of her soft, fine hair and dipped my tongue into the brush, but stopped short of contacting the skin, again drawing a disappointed moan. Relenting, I kissed around the outside of her muff and was rewarded with a contented sigh and giggle. Eva spread her legs further and I saw my goal in its full, flushed, red glory, for the first time. Her lips were bright red at the tips and a deep pink as they disappeared inside her. This was the first time I had seen a woman up close in this position and I was fascinated. I could see clear liquid pooling at the bottom of the opening, unquestionably signaling her arousal. The 'Essence of Eva' was in full flower and I inhaled deeply. The aroma was intoxicating. I looked up to the top of her opening and saw her clit standing proudly and angrily from the sheath that was split open at the base. I had stopped exploring Eva with contact and was studying her womanhood and heard a small growl of protest and I remembered why I was here. 

Instead of diving right in I drew close to her clit and at the last possible moment diverted to the inside of her thigh. The growl of protest turned into a small howl of disappointment. I continued to kiss along her thighs and around her pussy and she started squirming and humping her hips trying to find my lips. I avoided contact and began a feint up towards her stomach and tits again. Her growl was fiercer this time and I figured she was going to start getting pissed soon. I started working my way back down until I got to the fragrant pool at the bottom of her pussy and licked from there to her pink clit. When I got to the clit I sucked on it and her hips bounced off the bed and she grabbed the back of my head and tried to push it into her cunt. She started screaming and speaking another language, I assumed it was Czech. I kept licking and sucking as her hips flexed and relaxed. While her hips were up in the air I inserted my forefinger into her wet folds as far as it would go. Her muscles clamped down on my finger and my hand was drenched again. Suddenly, she relaxed, let loose of my head and dropped to the bed. I was startled by this and my finger popped out of her wet cunt. I sat up and looked at her beautiful flushed body. Her eyes were closed, her nipples appeared to be longer than when I first started and her breathing was shallow and ragged. 

I sat back on my heels, my throbbing cock pointing straight up in the air, waiting for Eva to recover. I decided it would be better to hold her instead of sitting and staring at her. So, I slid up beside her and slipped my arm under her head, pulling her close. She snuggled in and I was afraid that we were done, but I wouldn't say anything. We had already done much more that I could have ever hoped to do. We lay there for several minutes and I actually started falling asleep. Eva started kissing my neck and her hand moved smoothly down my chest and stomach and encircled my throbbing muscle. She caressed my cock lightly, stroking it as she did. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. Then she let go and moved away. My eyes flew open and I looked over at her.

Uh-oh, the evil grin was back. "You learned quickly, grasshopper. Teasing, denying, starting, and stopping.....so how do you like payback?"

I reached for her and she scooted away. "I hate it."

"Good." She giggled as she came back to me.

Getting up on her knees, she leaned in to kiss me. As she kissed me I felt her glide her leg over my body and then she withdrew from the kiss. She was sitting on my stomach, her breasts dangling tantalizingly in front of my face. I sat up and took a still hard nipple into my lips. 

She laughed and shook her head. "Can't get enough, can you?"

Not letting loose, I slightly shook my head, no. She laughed again and pulled her chest away from me. I groaned a protest and she raised an eyebrow. She scooted back towards my dick on my stomach, leaving a snail trail along the way. She raised her hips and snuggled her dripping pussy right on the head of my dick, pausing there. 

"OK, big guy. You have a choice; I can continue or you can have my tits back." For emphasis, she squeezed my crown with her cunt muscles.

"Oh god, don't stop, pleeeze!" I moaned.

Still squeezing, she slowly lowered her hips and my cock was swallowed by her hot, grasping, hungry cunt. She reached the base of my cock and her body was still. Well, almost still. Her obviously well trained cunt muscles were massaging my cock and I had now found my new favorite thing in the world. She reached down with both hands and teased my nipples. She leaned down and kissed me again, her nipples grazing my chest and her hips rising until just the head remained. She pulled her head back and looked at me with the raised eyebrow. 

"Well Chris, what do you think?" Eva asked quietly.

I raised my hips, plunging into her cauldron to the hilt. "Remember how I said earlier that you taking me in your mouth was the best thing I had ever done in my life? Well, at that point it was true. But, now I have an update. This, what we're doing right now, this is the best thing I have ever done in my life. You are the most incredible woman in the world. I love this."

As I spoke, I was slowly pumping my hips into her, fucking her deeply. She sank down on me once again and stopped, squeezing as she sat there. She gazed into my eyes as tears slowly filled hers. 

"Eva, what's wrong? Do you think this is a mistake? I'll leave if you want." I didn't want to, but she looked so sad, I thought she was having regrets. 

She sat there for a moment, tears rolling down her cheeks, before she smiled. "Chris, you're so sweet. All you've worried about are my feelings or scaring me off. Don't worry. I'm crying because this is everything I'd hoped it would be and more. I don't even feel like I'm cheating, even though I am. This feels good and right and clean and filled with love. I'm crying because when we're done, I'm going to send you home and we can never do this again, because if we do, I'll never stop and I can't do that to my family. I'm crying because you've made me cum twice in the last two hours harder than I've ever cum in my entire life and I know you're about to do it again and I know I'll never have another night like this. But most of all, I'm crying because I love you and you're leaving in two weeks and I know we'll never see each other again."

I was stunned. I had no idea she felt as strongly about me as I felt about her. I sat up and took her in my arms and held her tightly while she sobbed. I was still deep inside her and as she calmed she started working her cunt muscles again. We sat there with her in my lap and my cock buried to the hilt. She started kissing my chest and soon lifted her face to mine and I kissed her deeply. I looked over in the corner of the room and had an idea. Being careful not to withdraw, I scooted off the end of the bed. Eva looked up at me with the raised eyebrow but didn't say anything. I carried her to the corner and the rocking chair that was sitting there. I turned to sit and Eva grinned at me. She moved her legs so I could sit down and she settled into my lap with her legs wrapped around the back of the chair. I started rocking and as soon as I got a smooth rhythm established, I leaned forward and kissed Eva. We rocked and kissed and held each other gently. I was deeply plugged into her and it felt like we were melded together. It became the ultimate make-out session. We kissed as we rocked. I let go of her and started exploring her tits once more.

She laughed, "You really can't get enough can you?"

"Eva, like I said, I've wanted this for so long and I just can't keep my hands off your breasts." I said softly.

I let go then and pulled her back into a deep kiss and we went back to our rocking fuck. We spent long minutes kissing and touching each other as we rocked. Soon I felt a deep tingling in my balls and knew I was going to cum. The tingling spread and was suffusing my entire crotch and I knew this was going to be huge.

"Eva, I'm going to cum soon and I want you to cum with me. What should I do?" I asked raggedly.

"Reach down and gently rub and squeeze my clit. I'm getting close too and that will help." Eva answered.

I reached between us and was surprised to find how wet and warm it was. I found her clit and it was hard, very hard. I squeezed and she moaned and laid her head on my chest, watching my hand and our rocking fuck. Rock, rock, rock, as I neared the eruption it felt like my dick had grown to its greatest length ever. Eva started squeezing her cunt muscles again and that's all it took. As I came I squeezed her clit and she squeaked that she was cumming, too. We rocked as we came and the wooden seat of the rocker became so slippery it was almost impossible to stay on the seat. Finally, Eva collapsed into my arms. We slowly rocked to a stop and I thought Eva had fallen asleep in my arms. I stood and carried her back to the bed and laid her down and covered her with a sheet. Then I lay down beside her, sliding under the sheet. Eva turned her head and looked at me and smiled.

"Chris, you can't spend the night. Nikki will be home early and I can't risk it. As wonderful as this evening has been, it's over." Eva sat up and hugged and kissed me and smiled sadly. "I'll never forget this night, loverboy, but it's time for you to go. I have a couple of things to tell you and one favor to ask."

She continued, "First I need you to know that you should to go find Joni and spend some time with her. You need someone your own age that shares your interests and your energy. You need someone your own age to share what you've learned tonight and learn some things together. I saw the way she looked at you and I saw the way you looked at her." She smiled sadly at that. "Frankly, it made me jealous. I had thought your lust was reserved for me. Secondly, if you treat all the women in your life with the consideration, concern, love and sweetness that you've shown me tonight, women will be putty in your hands. Don't ever lose that." 

She finished her thought, "Now for my favor; please stay away for a couple of days, because I'm not sure I will be able to behave normally around you, now. I can't risk giving anything away."

Seeing my face, she said, "You're not being punished, I am. If I see you tomorrow, I may jump into your arms and then I'd lose my family and as much as I love you, I can't do that. Please tell me you understand."

I smiled, "I do understand Eva, I'm just sad, because I love you, too. Goodbye." I kissed her one last time and got out of bed, picked up my clothes, walked from the bedroom and closed the door. I dressed in the hall and then went downstairs and let myself out, carefully locking the door behind me. I went home and went to bed, planning on calling Joni the next day.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 02



Thank you to my editor drbob80. Also thank you to lancerinLA and leftylooo for their input.

I neglected to mention in the first installment that this is essentially the true life story of a very close friend of mine. Some of the stuff is not chronologically in order for reasons of legality, but, the descriptions are of actual events.

If you haven't read Ch. 01, the beginning might not make any sense, so I suggest that you do. Otherwise, the story should stand on it's own.

If you read Chronicles of Chris Ch. 01 and have been waiting for the next installment, I apologize.

This is part of a long writing jag that found me writing many chapters, so the subsequent chapters will be submitted soon and much more frequently. 





I went home that night and just fell into bed. I fell asleep quickly, having had a very full day. My dreams were of Joni and Eva. It was weird because I woke up several times during the night because the dreams seemed so real. My dream of Joni started with me watching her from afar, as I did all through high school, hoping she would acknowledge me. The dream morphed into the hand job at the pool and I woke up abruptly with a hard-on and a smile before drifting back to sleep.

After I fell asleep, again I dreamt of Eva. The dream was more complex because I'd been having dreams of her for the last three years. The dreams had always included all my unrealized desires and now that most had been achieved, the dream was more like a memory of actual events. When I remembered that the night had really happened, I woke up, mostly in wonder that it had actually happened, again with a hard-on and an even bigger smile. As a result of the dreams and the aftermath, I did not sleep very well.

The next morning I was lying in bed, awake, trying to wrap my head around the events of the previous day, when the phone rang. I let it ring several times before I remembered that my mom was at my sister's house. I scrambled out of bed, grabbed the phone, and answered somewhat breathlessly.

"Jesus, Chris!" Joni's husky voice laughed into the phone, "Are you STILL fucking Mrs. P?"

"Whwhat do yyou mmean?" I stammered into the phone. She had caught me COMPLETELY off guard. I didn't expect her to call and I certainly wasn't prepared for that question.

At first, all I heard was unrestrained laughter. Then, she finally composed herself enough to answer my question. 

"I just meant that you were out of breath when you answered the phone. I was simply teasing you." Joni said. "But, the way you responded was interesting. So, are you?"

"Am I, what?" I asked, trying to buy some time.

"Fucking her, right now, Studley," she said. "But, I think you knew that, didn't you?"

I was quiet and I think she got anxious.

"Chris," she said softly, "I'm teasing, you know?"

"Yeah, I know." I said just as quietly.

"Chris, Sara and I ran into the guys last night at the movie. I asked where you were and Danny said you had a headache from the sun and he thought his mom was taking care of you." She explained. "I think I know the part of you for which she was caring. It may have had a head, but it wasn't on your shoulders. Am I right?"

I still didn't answer.

"Not gonna tell me are you?" She asked. "Well, it's good to know that you don't kiss and tell. Why were you out of breath, then?" Finally, she changed the subject.

"I was lying in bed and forgot that my mom's not here and when I finally remembered, I had to run for the phone," I said.

"Oh, that makes sense." Joni said.

"Joni?" I said.

"Yes, Chris?" She answered.

"Why are you calling me?" I asked.

"I told you yesterday to call me and since I saw the guys last night, all I can think about is you and how you're gonna be leaving." The tone in Joni's voice had changed from a teasing tone to one that sounded almost shy. I found that interesting because I hadn't thought Joni had a shy bone in her body. "I really want us to get together and I was afraid that you wouldn't call me."

"Actually, Joni, I was lying here thinking about doing just that." I said. "I just didn't have the energy, yet."

As soon as it cleared my lips, I regretted saying it. I'll give Joni this; I think she really tried not to laugh. I heard the snort and then the sound of the phone being covered up. I think it was too much for her and, finally, I heard the laughter from the phone, again. I figured I deserved it for the careless remark and just waited her out.

"I'm sorry, Chris," she said as soon as she had sufficiently recovered, "I was trying not to laugh again, but, I just couldn't help it. It was just too funny." She finished with a giggle.

"I know, I deserved it," I admitted. "I simply made it too easy for you. Anyway, I was going to call you and see if you wanted to do something today. You just beat me to the call."

"Yes, I do want to see you today and do something." Joni said excitedly. "Did you have anything in mind?"

"I'd like to go over to the island, if that's OK with you." I said. "The weather is great and nobody ever goes over there." 

There was a small island in one of the Northridge lakes. It was good for being out in the sun, but it was also good for being alone. Danny, Moose, Steve and I hung out there all the time, but we rarely saw anybody else out there. If you were on the east side of the island, no one could see you from the road or any of the condos. We had cleared out and smoothed a space to throw out a blanket, or in some cases, sleeping bags. 

"The island would be great, we can get some sun!" Joni readily agreed to the plan. "I'll pack a lunch, if you'll bring a cooler."

"OK, I'll throw some sodas in a cooler and I think Mom has some fruit in the fridge." I said. "When do you want me to be at your house?"

"Fruit sounds great," Joni, answered. "Um, how about if you get here about noon? That'll give me plenty of time to fix lunch and get ready."

"OK, I'll see you then, Joni." I said, getting ready to hang up.

"Uh, Chris?" Joni said hesitantly.

"Yeah, Joni?" I answered.

"Thanks for asking me," Joni said, "I was afraid after I laughed you might be mad."

I smiled, "Actually, Joni, I love it when a woman laughs. It means she's happy and I figure that's probably a good thing for me. Besides, it excites me a little to hear your sexy laugh." 

Joni didn't say anything and I was afraid I'd pushed too fast.

"Joni?" I said. She didn't respond. "Joni, are you there?" 

I thought, 'Peters, you dumbass, you have fucked this up already. You didn't even get to go out and you've really pissed her off.'

"Joni, I'm sorry if I offended you, but I've always loved your sense of humor, your throaty laugh, your husky cheerleader's voice and sweet attitude." I was trying to save this and I figured I was toast with her.

"Chris, it's OK. You surprised me, that's all. No-one has ever referred to me as sweet or sexy and I didn't know what to say." Joni said in a whisper. "I've been told I'm hot, I've been told I'm pretty and I know that sounds conceited, but I don't mean to imply that I believe any of it for a minute. I've been told those things, but, never sweet and never sexy. Thank you, it means a lot to me that you think of me like that. I like to think I've got a good sense of humor, but the guys I dated never seemed to appreciate it. I love to laugh and have fun, and I love it that you find that appealing."

"Wow, Joni," I answered, "I didn't know it would be that important to you."

"Chris, it's important to me because you obviously see more to me than a nice butt and boobs." Joni said. "You see me as a whole person, and I find that very sexy and I'm getting a little excited at the prospect of being alone with you."

"I am too, Joni," I said, "I think we'll have fun this afternoon."

"Just as long as you're not worn out from last night, Studley!" She was back at it.

"Jeez, Joni!" I whined.

She just laughed and said goodbye.

I went and found the cooler. There was very little ice in the freezer so I knew I would need to go to the store and get some. Fortunately, my sister had picked up Mom and they had left Mom's car for me to use. I took a shower, found a clean, dry bathing suit and got dressed. By the time I got done, I had just enough time to pack the cooler, go to the store and pick up Joni. 

I pulled up in front of Joni's and she ran out to the car. "Chris, I need a couple of minutes. Could you come in?"

I pulled into a parking space and got out. Joni bounced over to me, threw her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. I must have looked as startled as I felt because when she stepped back and looked at me, she started laughing.

"What?!?!" I said somewhat defensively.

I seemed to have a knack for making Joni laugh because she just laughed harder. I wasn't pissed, but, it certainly was annoying. Again, my annoyance must have been written all over my face because she was laughing so hard she was having trouble breathing. 

"Chris! Stop that!" Joni gasped.

I didn't know I was doing anything and was confused. "Stop what?"

She calmed somewhat and said, "Making those faces!"

"What faces?" Evidently, I was doing it again, because she started up again before turning away, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the door.

"OK, when you get in here, you ought to know my Dad's home." Joni said. "He's never been anything but nice to any of my boyfriends so you don't need to worry."

I slammed on the brakes. "What? You're gonna make me meet your Dad? Why? I thought we were just gonna have some fun before I leave for basic."

Joni stopped and looked at me. "Is there any reason you DON'T want to meet my Dad? Are you a serial killer or something?" She had let go of my hand and was standing there with her hands on her hips glaring at me. "My Dad meets everyone I date. So if you're refusing, this afternoon's off!"

I was stunned and threw my hands up. "Whoa, Joni, I'm sorry. You took me by surprise. I'm new to this dating thing and I didn't expect it. If your Dad needs to meet me, so that I can see you, it's not a problem. Again, I'm really sorry."

Joni's expression softened. "I'm sorry, too, Chris. Nobody has ever objected before, so I guess I over-reacted. Let's go in."

I stopped her. "Wait." I pulled her to me and kissed her. "I really am sorry." I said when I released her.

"Thanks, me too," she answered. With that, she grabbed my hand and dragged me through the front door into the foyer.

"Daddy," she called out. "Daddy, where did you go?"

We had stepped into the living room and Joni's Dad walked out of the kitchen. "Here I am, sweetie," he answered. "So, is this him? Is this the young man who has stolen my daughter's heart?"

"Whwhwat!?! Ststolen hhher hhheart!?!" I turned and looked at Joni and she was laughing and running upstairs.

I turned back and Joni's Dad was laughing, too. "Don't worry, kid. I'm just jerkin' your chain. I started doing that to boys when Joni started bringing them home. Sometimes they bolt out the front door, sometimes they just stare and I even had one piss himself. We only saw him once, though." He started laughing again and then stuck out his hand. "I'm John Williams."

I took his hand and shook it. "John Williams?"

He laughed again, "Yes, John Williams, no, not the composer. Sometimes, I wish that his bank account and mine would get mixed up."

I laughed nervously and said, "I thought you were kinda young to be THAT John Williams. And, really, I couldn't figure out what John Williams would be doing living in Northridge Lakes."

He laughed once again, "Good point, kid, really good point." Then he changed the subject. "So, what are you guys going to do today?"

"I, uhh, we are going to get a boat and go over to the island." I explained. "My buddies and I have made a little picnic and camping area over there. I thought Joni and I could have a picnic and go swimming."

He started frowning at that statement. "Are you planning on taking advantage of my sweet innocent daughter, young man?"

"I, I, I, uhhh, wwe, wwe, uhhh," I was stammering and had really nowhere to go with my statement, when I noticed that he was trying to suppress a grin. Finally, he just started laughing. I figured out where Joni got her sense of humor and her laugh, because this one was a hearty belly laugh.

"Jeez, kid, you're every bit as easy as Joni said. I'm still jerking your chain." He said when he finally stopped laughing. 

I know I was getting red because I could feel my ears burning. It was from a combination of embarrassment and anger. They were having a great deal of fun at my expense and it was getting old in a hurry.

"Dad! That's enough. Chris is not going to wet himself like that dork Frank did, but I can see he's getting pissed." Joni said as she rescued me.

"OK, OK, sorry kid, I just get a real charge outta fuckin' with Joni's boyfriends." John said, sticking out his hand.

I took it and shook, not really sure that he was being sincere, yet. 

Evidently he was, because he said, "Have a good time, Joni, don't be too late. You know how your Mom worries." With that, he left the room.

Joni turned to me with an embarrassed smile, "Uhh, are we OK, Chris?"

I decided to let her sweat a minute, so I didn't smile; I just looked at her. She started to tremble like she was going to cry and I didn't really want to deal with that. Besides, she had a beach cover-up on that was covering her bikini, such as it was......or wasn't. I could see there wasn't much to it and I really wanted to see it without the cover-up; so I grinned at her.

She knew immediately that I was fucking with her and she slugged me. "Asshole," she grumbled before getting on her tiptoes and curling my toes with a kiss. "I know I deserved it, though. Thanks for not REALLY being mad." Joni said, laying her head on my chest.

"Come on, Joni, let's go," I said gently. "I like your suit and I want to see more of it."

She looked up at me and smiled a dazzling smile. "Bye Daddy," she called as she took my hand and we went out the door. She had a couple of big bags on the porch and we each grabbed one and threw them into the car after putting the food in the cooler.

It just took a minute to get to the boats and another five to get one loaded. Joni sat with her back to the front of the boat and faced me as I rowed. She had loosened the cover-up and her suit and skin were momentarily exposed as the gentle breeze ruffled it. What I could see of her tits looked spectacular in the sunlight that was shimmering off the water. As she leaned back in her seat, I could see between her legs and it seemed that the bikini bottoms were barely covering anything. I was really looking forward to this afternoon.

I landed the little boat on the shore of the island, jumping out into the water and pushing it further onto the dirt. Then I helped Joni out so that she wouldn't fall. I went back and pushed the boat all the way onto the shore, not wanting it to drift away. Danny and I had lost a boat that way one night on a campout and that had been a bitch, swimming after it in the morning and dragging it back. I was making certain that it did not happen again.

Joni had already started getting stuff out of the boat, pulling a blanket from her bag and laying it out and then starting to set up our picnic. I got the cooler out and carried it over to where she had set up. She even had a couple of small pillows laid out on the blanket. Since it was past noon, the shadows from the small trees on the island had started to shade our picnic spot and it was quite a nice setup. Joni finally got everything the way she wanted it and dropped down to sit on the blanket. 

"Do you want a soda, Joni?" I asked.

"Sure, whatever is on top and cold is fine." Joni said with a smile. I handed her a Diet Coke and took one for myself before sitting on the opposite side of the blanket from Joni.

"Oh, no you don't," Joni said while patting the blanket beside her. "You come snuggle up to me, Studley!"

"Joniiii!" I whined as I moved beside her. 

She just laughed and kissed me after I got settled. Then she sat back and threw off her cover-up. She looked more amazing than I could remember seeing her. I must have been staring, because she started blushing.

"Do I look OK, Chris?" She asked quietly.

"Better than OK," I answered, "you look awesome!"

"Thank you," she said, "do you want something to eat?"

"Yeah, I didn't eat breakfast so I'm starving," I answered. "Actually, I haven't eaten any food since the party yesterday." 

I paused, realizing what I had said. "Shit."

I looked up from the food and saw that Joni's face was blood red and she was trying not to laugh. 

I sighed and said, "Go ahead. Either laugh; say it or both."

Joni just howled, falling back on the blanket. I thought that it wasn't all bad that she was lying down and laughing. Her body was shaking and all the girl parts looked pretty good swaying and shimmying. I sat and watched her and her tits were shaking so hard that her pink nipples were starting to peek out from the bikini top. This was getting better by the moment. Soon she started calming down, finally stopping completely. She looked up at me, catching me staring at her tits. I glanced up to see her smirk at catching me and seeing me realize that I was caught.

"So, Studley, what DID you eat last night, since you didn't eat any food?" Joni giggled again at my embarrassment. "Not going to tell me are you? OK, I won't pry any more, especially since you seem to have found something else that interests you." She sat up a little, reached behind her back and untied the bikini, leaving her breasts covered as she lay back down.

"If we're not gonna eat for a while, I think I need some help with some sunscreen." Joni said coyly. "It's in my bag, would you get it?"

I scrambled over to her bag, knocking it over in my haste, spilling all her stuff onto the blanket. Once again, she found my actions amusing and started giggling.

As I picked it all up she said, "Are we a little anxious, Studley?"

Having put all her stuff back and having retrieved the elusive sunscreen I turned back to her. She had removed her top while my back was turned. Her tits were now fully on display and they were beautiful. In my limited experience, they seemed a little bigger than Eva's and were covered with a light blush of freckles and nipples that were pinker than I expected. Evidently, displaying her breasts to me was exciting to her because I could actually see the nipples growing and becoming erect. 

I had never actually seen a woman's nipples grow and I was fascinated. As I moved toward her, I glanced to her face and she was watching my reaction intently. Without thinking and really without her consent I reached out and touched her nipple with my fingertip. It felt mostly the same as Eva's, but different. It was somehow softer and more tender to the touch. I gently rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and elicited a little moan from Joni.

I was startled by the sound of the moan and quickly withdrew my hand. I looked at Joni's face, her eyes were closed, and the tip of her tongue was peeking from her lips. When I pulled my hand away, her eyes opened and she frowned. 

"Chris?" she asked softly, "why did you stop?"

"I'm really sorry Joni," I answered, "I did that without thinking. I should have asked if that was OK, first."

Joni smiled, "If I didn't want you to look at me and touch me I wouldn't have taken off my top. Please don't stop, that felt so nice."

I leaned and kissed her as I reached back up and caressed her breast. It was full and heavy in my hand, firm and plump. I sat back up, opened the sunscreen and squeezed some out into my hand. I started at her neck and covered her shoulders and arms, the scent of strawberries wafting up from the lotion. 




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 02



Before continuing, I brought the lotion to my nose and it did smell like strawberries, so I tasted it. It wasn't exactly like eating a strawberry, but the taste was very strawberry-like and not entirely unpleasant, either. Replenishing the supply on my hands, I started down her chest, working around the sides of her boobs. I deliberately avoided her nipples, attempting to get some payback for her teasing. As I worked around the edges of her now totally enflamed, bright pink, nipples Joni's eyes flickered open and she watched me. I bent and licked just the tip of a nipple, she thrust her chest at me, and I avoided more contact, grinning at her. She put on an exaggerated pout, settled back down, and closed her eyes again. I worked down to the bottom of her breasts and spent long minutes there. 

(The bottom of a woman's breast has always drawn my attention because you rarely see the bottom accidentally. If you're seeing it, it's because she wants you to see her naked body, I love that thought.)             

I worked my way down to her taut cheerleader's belly. I could feel the hard smooth muscles under her soft, smooth skin, evidence of her hard work. Her body was a thrill to behold; the athletic tone, yet a feminine softness. Sitting back for a moment, I just took it in, the fair, freckled skin of a true redhead, the muscle tone of an athlete and the awesome tits of a truly hot woman. My cock had been hard before I sat back, but the vision in front of me made it throb with desire. 

I bent forward once again, this time to plant small kisses on her belly where I could smell her excitement and up the bottom of her breasts, stopping short of her nipples, once again drawing moan of protest. This time, though, when I sat up I threw my leg over her, straddling her hips, my cock resting on top of her pussy, separated by only our bathing suits. I then proceeded to coat a nipple with the lotion. I really didn't want her to get burned. Slowly, I worked the lotion into the first nipple, squeezing and pulling. Joni started squirming and making noises of approval and desire. I changed nipples and before I worked the lotion in, I sat forward and took the nipple between my lips, sucking it and licking it and nipping at it with my teeth. 

Joni's hand found the back of my head and gently held me in place, encouraging me to continue. Suckling on the right one with greedy lips, I found the left one with my lotion covered fingers. Sucking the right and twirling the left simultaneously was having a further effect on Joni. Her hips, which to this point had been squirming aimlessly, took on a decidedly different rhythm. She was bucking her pussy up and down my cock in long strokes, pausing to grind her clit into the hard bar that was my dick before resuming. She pulled my head away from her tits and into a long kiss, her tongue thrusting deeply into my mouth. She pushed my head away far enough to pepper my face with kisses before pushing me down towards her tits once again. I started to pause at her tits, but the pressure from her hands did not lessen, instead she was insistently pushing me further. Again, I tried to pause at her stomach and still she did not relent. I started kissing as I went and she giggled as I kissed her belly button. 

When I reached the top of her bikini panties with my lips, she stopped pushing but kept her hands on my head. I kissed and licked around the edges of the panties until I reached the side, finding that the panties were held together by ties. I hadn't noticed that before. I licked and kissed down the outside of her hip until I was able to get one end of the string into my mouth, then I quickly pulled back and untied the bow. Joni gasped, but did not stop me as I repeated the kissing and licking to the other hip, untying that bow upon arrival. 

This was the moment of truth; did she really want what was coming next or was this just prolonged teasing? Not hesitating I bit down on the waistband and pulled the panties down. Joni did not resist my movement as her surprisingly darker red pubic hair was revealed to me. She had obviously trimmed the hair to accommodate her bikini, but otherwise it was wild and natural. Joni released my head just long enough to raise her hips and completely remove her garment, leaving her completely and beautifully nude.

"My god, Joni," I whispered, "Your body is more beautiful than I ever imagined!" That obviously embarrassed her because the most delicious flush came down her body from her head and seemingly finished at her toes. 

I resumed my exploration by kissing down her belly to the top of her mound. Her hips rose slightly to meet me, seeking the contact that I was about to deny. I slid around to the side of her pussy, her legs parting for me and a moan of disappointment escaping from her lips. I slid my hands under her butt, gripping her small cheeks firmly yet gently. I continued down the inside of her thigh all the way to her knee, trailing my tongue and kisses along the way. 

As I changed sides, I moved my thumbs closer together and slipped into her crack, pulling her cheeks apart. As I worked my way up the inside of the other thigh, she planted her feet flat on the ground and raised her hips to meet me. I looked up and saw her emerald green eyes watching me closely. I smiled enough to allow her to see the amusement in my eyes and then continued my journey. As I drew close to her pussy, I could feel the muscles in her ass tense with anticipation. Once again, I passed by, just grazing the top of her mound. Her moan was fiercer this time as her frustration, disappointment and desire were building. I kissed up to her navel and the moan turned into a whine as I was going the wrong way. I continued up and found her nipples to be fully erect and like rubies on her breasts. Swirling my tongue around one and then the other, I slipped my thumbs deeper into her crack and found her little rosebud. I gently massaged it and was rewarded with a sigh. 

I finished with my assault on her boobs and started back down to her pussy. She was obviously becoming quite excited as my thumbs were beginning to be bathed in Joni's essence. I worked my way down until I was at her entrance. She had, again, raised her hips, but, again, I was staying clear. Then I dipped my head and touched my tongue to the edge of her drooling lips. She was not going to be denied this time as she jammed her pussy into my face. She also grabbed my head and held me there as I started to lap at her delicate lips. My nose was bumping her clit as I moved, licking and sucking. Every time I moved and my nose bumped it, she jumped like she had been shocked. She left her hands in place but she was no longer pulling my head into her cunt. She relaxed and lowered herself to the blanket and I followed her down. I moved so that I was sucking on the top of her slit while flicking her clit with my tongue. I pulled my hands from under her and inserted my thumb deeply within her pussy and she squealed her approval. I rotated and fucked my thumb in and out of her roiling, hot pussy and kept the pressure on her clit with my tongue. She grabbed my ears and was pulling at them like she wanted my head inside her pussy. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my thumb and I knew she was close to cumming. I rotated my hand and slipped my finger back between her cheeks and found her rosebud once again. I crooked my finger a little and slid in to the first joint. I squeezed my thumb and finger together and then nipped at her clit with my teeth. 

The onrushing orgasm took her and she squeaked that she was cumming. (I was grateful that she wasn't noisier because that could have been a problem out in the open, especially on the lake.) I didn't let up; in fact, I increased my efforts to produce a prolonged and memorable orgasm. I must have been successful because Joni's breathing became irregular and she started weakly pushing at my head. She continued to push, but I could still feel the pulsing in her pussy as the orgasm slowly abated.

Finally she weakly said, "Chris, no more, please no more."

I pulled my face away and looked down at her gaping pussy. The blood rushing to the area had enflamed her lips to the point they were bright red, her delicate lips engorged. As I looked up her body, I saw that she was covered in sweat and when I got to her face, she was smiling.

"Come here," she whispered.

I crawled up and lay down beside her, gazing into her tired eyes. "I'm pretty sure I know where you learned that and some day I'm going to thank her. Wow!"

"Joni," I started.

"Don't worry Studley," she said softly, reaching up to touch my face, "I'm not going to embarrass her and blab your secret." She smiled, "Besides, if I do that, I might be deprived of your talented tongue and there's no way I'm going to risk that. Could you just hold me for now?"

I slipped my arm under her head and pulled her close to me. As we came together, she noticed that I was still completely dressed.

"OK, this just isn't right!" she exclaimed. "I want your naked body next to mine, right now!"

Not one to disobey a lady, especially a naked one, I stood and quickly stripped off my bathing suit and tee shirt. Joni had propped herself up on her elbows and watched my striptease with interest. 

"Nice, very nice." She said. It was my turn to blush and she laughed. Like I said, her laugh was very sexy and my dick bobbed in response when she started laughing.

"Come here, Studley," she said in a throaty whisper, "hold me for a while and then I'm going to turn you inside out!"

I lay back down and scooted up next to her. "Aaah, that's better," she cooed, "I like skin to skin."

We just lay there, with Joni on her back and me on my side, right arm under her neck, snuggled together. We were now fully in the shade and there was a nice breeze, so it was very comfortable. Joni lay there looking up at the deep blue, summer sky with a few, wispy clouds with a small smile on her face. I watched her face for a few minutes and then I again had to play with the new toys that were in front of me. I started kissing her cheek and moved down to nuzzle her ear. She giggled and murmured that it tickled but did nothing to check my advances. 

I drew lazy circles on her stomach, drawing close to her pussy and breasts, but not really touching anything important. I moved down to kiss the hollow at the base of her throat and then up to her chin, cheeks and eyes as she closed them to accept my attention. My hand wandered up and started circling her breast, again not venturing close to the nipple that was so erect I could see it straining. Joni was purring deep in her throat, obviously content and soaking up my attention. I finally arrived at her lips and placed a small tender kiss there. Her eyes fluttered open and a small smile played at the corners of her eyes and mouth. Her hand rose to the back of my head and pulled me down into a kiss that was filled with passion and desire. The tip of her tongue touched my lips and when I parted them, her tongue darted away. 

My eyes opened in surprise and her eyes twinkled in wicked delight. She then gently touched the tip of her tongue to mine, more of a caress than a probe. We lightly dueled with our tongues as my fingers found her rigid nipple. A small growl of approval escaped from her throat and her eyes closed again. I flattened my hand and ran the palm lightly over the tip of the nipple in a circular motion, barely making contact. Again, she groaned in approval before thrusting her breast fully into my hand. The warmth and smoothness of her breast filled my hand and made my dick throb again. My involuntary response was to thrust my hips, consequently pressing my erection into Joni's hip. 

Her eyes opened and she pulled back from the kiss. "Are we getting a little impatient?"

Embarrassed for the thrust, I blushed and she lightly laughed. "Yes, but, no," I said, "I like this, this is nice. I like the touching and the kissing. The thrust was a little involuntary, I'm sorry about that. If you want to kiss and cuddle some more, that'll be nice."

"Wow, Chris, I've never had a guy act like you. They're all like 'Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am, What's to Eat?' Joni said. "Is this one of the things you learned?"

I blushed again, not answering. 

She smiled, "I know, nary a word. That's cool, but, I think you deserve a reward for performance and patience."

With that, she pushed me over on my back, slipped her leg over me and sat up, ending up sitting on my stomach. I could feel her continuing excitement from the wetness pooling in my belly button. She started rubbing her pussy back and forth on my stomach, spreading her wetness. Every down stroke brought her closer to the head of my dick; soon she was close enough that I could feel the heat and moisture of her pussy on my throbbing member. I started getting worried about penetration without protection.

"Uhhh, Joni?" I said, "Don't you think I should grab something...."

"Shhh" she interrupted me, "there's nothing you need, I'm on the pill."

Coinciding with the word pill, her pussy met the head of my cock for the first time. My God, she was so hot and so, soooo wet. Every stroke from that point forward brought my cock deeper into her pussy and her incredible heat. We slid together like we were made for each other. Finally, she had impaled herself completely and sat up, squeezing my cock with her cheerleader's muscles.

"Mmmmm, Chris; that feels good!" Joni moaned.

"Oh yeah!" I agreed and reached up to cup her breasts.

Joni sat there working my dick with her cunt muscles. She started moving on me slowly, pulling herself up until the head of my dick was the only thing being squeezed by her well-trained muscles. She suspended herself there for a moment before beginning a slow, torturous, descent down to the base of my throbbing meat. Once there, she leaned forward to kiss me, her breasts hanging down in front of my eyes as she bent to me. While she was kissing me, her hands stole down to my hips and she pressed just inside the hipbones. 

I didn't know then, I don't know now what's there, if anything, to produce that feeling, but my god, it felt like she had reached in and squeezed my dick from the inside. My hips bounced off the ground and I drove into her as deeply as I could. Not breaking our kiss, I rolled her over and her legs went around my back. I slammed into her, going from sweet lovemaking to animal fucking in a heartbeat. She kept her thumbs on those points and I was in frenzy, fucking her as hard as I could. I pulled from the kiss and her eyes were closed and she started throwing her head from side to side, as I pounded her mercilessly. She was flushed and she started to moan and then whimper that she was going to come again. She didn't ask me to come with her, she just dug her thumbs deeper and my body responded on its own. My cock started spewing into her as we thrashed around and suddenly she flipped us over again so that she was on top. She was smashing her pelvic bone into mine over and over and she started shaking all over and then collapsed into my arms. I slipped my arms around her and held her tightly while she came down. I was kissing her head and shoulders and caressing her back. 

She sat up and looked at me with a shaky smile. "Wow, Chris; that was something."

I pulsed my still rock hard cock (Man, to be 18 again.) in her still quivering pussy and her eyes widened. "Yeah, it was." Rolling her over on her back once again, I rotated my hips so that my dick was writhing inside her. "But, even though I came, we're not done quite yet. I want to make love to you."

I leaned down and kissed her and as we kissed, I gently thrust into her. We kissed and looked into each other's eyes as I slowly pumped in and out. It was not the frenzied coupling from earlier, it was gentle and sweet. I tried to be slow and loving, as I kissed her, she kissed me and we held hands and soon she whispered that she was going to come again. I continued to rock into her as her skin, once again, flushed from her hair down. As I felt her pussy spasm around my cock, I followed her into orgasm and we finished together. I slipped off to her side and lay snugly beside her, mimicking our earlier position, except that we were now holding hands.

Joni started giggling. "Chris?"

"Yeah, Joni, what's so funny?" I lazily answered.

"You know how earlier I said that guys I've been with were like 'Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am, What's to Eat?'?" She asked.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Wham, Bam, Thank You, Chris, I'm thirsty and I'm starving, can we eat?" She said with another giggle.

I started laughing and said sure. I got up and pulled my bathing suit on and dragged the cooler closer to us. Neither of us had opened our sodas, so I put them back and got cold ones out. I pulled out the ham and Swiss cheese with lettuce on rye that she had made and handed them to her. While I was doing all that, she put her bikini back on and when I noticed it back on I made a disappointed face and she laughed and slugged me. She pulled out the stuff and fixed our plates and we settled in to eat a nice picnic lunch. When Joni's hands weren't busy with food, she rested one of them on my thigh, almost possessively. We finished our sandwiches and chips and she got back into the bag and got out some freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

I looked at her and said, "You've got to be kidding me! We were here fooling around and there were fresh chocolate chip cookies in here? Man, I can't believe it!"

At first, her surprise at my statement was tinged with hurt feelings and then she realized I was fucking with her and her eyes narrowed. She slugged me and then threw her arms around me and kissed me.

"I'm sorry Chris." She said, looking me intently in the eyes.

"For what?" I asked, surprised. "This is one of the best days of my life."

"For largely ignoring you since you and your Mom moved here." She said. "I didn't take the time to get to know you and if I'd have known how nice of a guy you are and that you share my sense of humor, I wouldn't have wasted my time with the rest of those jerks all through high school. We could have spent more time together. If I had bothered to get to know you and we had been together before today, maybe you wouldn't have been in such a hurry to join the Navy. Now you're going to leave and I have this feeling that whatever time we spend together over the next two weeks is going to be the only time we'll ever spend together and I'm really, truly sorry."

I smiled, "Joni you're probably right. I'm joining the Navy to see the world. You're going to Marquette, will be the best cheerleader they've ever had, and have your choice of smart college guys. There's not much chance of this being anything but a couple of weeks of friendship and, I hope, REALLY good buddy sex."

She slugged me, kissed me, and dropped her hand to my crotch, squeezing my flaccid dick. "OK, that's it then. We can be emotional, but, we're just going to enjoy this for what it is going to be..... lots and lots of REALLY good buddy sex."

I hadn't really looked at anything but Joni the whole time we'd been on the island and about then I realized that it was getting late in the afternoon. "Joni? Do you want to hang out here for a while or is there something else that you want to do?"

"As much as I want to stay out here with you for the next two weeks, I've got a commitment with Sara for the next three days as counselors at a cheerleading camp." Joni said. "I've got to get ready and Sara is spending the night. So, if you don't mind, I've got to go home. Then, if you want, pick me up about seven on Thursday and we'll see what we want to do from there. OK?"

"OK," I answered.

We got everything picked up and loaded back into the bags, cooler and then the boat. We took the same ride as we had earlier in the day, just in reverse, Joni sitting against the gunwale, facing me and sort of flashing me. I took her home and continued to be the gentleman, running around the car and opening her door. I carried her bags to the door and she kissed me, whispering that she'd had a good time and she looked forward to seeing me Thursday.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 02



I went home and had expected my Mom to be back. I called my sister's and Mom answered. My sister and brother had decided to go out of town for several days, taking advantage of a built-in babysitter, so Mom was staying. I asked her if she needed anything and she said she had anticipated this turn of events and had packed accordingly. She also told me she had tucked some cash in the cupboard for me in the event she had to stay. She asked if everything was OK and I told her that Joni and I had spent the day together.

"Chris," she said with a warning tone, "you are going to be leaving, so don't you lead her on." Mom had known about my feelings for Joni ever since I had first seen her in school.

"Mom," I explained, "I told her all about the Navy, BEFORE SHE suggested that we get together. Not to worry, we're just having fun, no strings, no 'I'll wait for you', none of that. Just friends."

"Chris," Mom continued, "people get mixed up when they spend a lot of time together in a short time span. Please be careful not to hurt her."

"I will, Mom," I concluded, "I will. Let me know if you need anything, OK? Bye Mom." I hung up.

I peeled my clothes off and threw them in the laundry. I went into the bathroom and took a long hot shower. So long, in fact that the water started to cool, the water heater having used up all its reserves. I then went and lay down on my bed, naked. The next thing I knew it was morning. I lay there remembering the day before and got up with a huge smile on my face, looking forward to the next two weeks......



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 03



Many thanks to to lancerinLA and leftylooo for their input and support.

This is a continuing story so if this is your first visit to a Chronicles of Chris story you might want to read the other two. 

As I said, this is a continuing story, so the sex is not continuous, but comes (pun partially intended) in fits and spurts (pun totally intended). It takes a little bit to get there so please enjoy Chris's young life.

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I got up and called Danny to see what was up. He told me that he and Steve were going to spend the day working for the condo association around the pool and marina. Danny said they could use an extra hand if I wanted to earn some money. I readily agreed and told him I'd be down in a few minutes. I got dressed and walked down to Danny's. I knocked on the door and Eva answered. I hadn't thought about this possibility and boy, was it awkward. Eva opened the door, saw me and blushed. 

Before she could say anything I said, "Hey, Mrs. P., Danny and Steve and I are going to work at the clubhouse, today. Is he still here?"

She smiled gratefully and nodded, stepping aside to allow me into the foyer. She called out for Danny and told him I was waiting. With a small, shy, wistful smile, she retreated into the kitchen, so we weren't alone for too long. 

Danny bounded down the stairs and chest bumped me. "Hey, where the hell were you yesterday? Steve and I called and then we went to your house and got no answer. Were you still fighting the headache?"

I smiled and shook my head. "No, my headache was cured Saturday night. I spent the day with Joni yesterday."

Danny's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? What did you do?"

I answered quietly, "We spent the afternoon on the island."

Danny's response was not nearly as quiet, "The island? No shit? Did you get some?"

I heard a shocked gasp from the kitchen and whispered to Danny, "Shhh, your Mom heard that. Knock it off. I don't want Joni to get in trouble. Besides it's none of your fuckin' business whether I got some or not."

Danny started laughing and said just as loudly, "So, you DIDN'T get any!"

Another gasp came from the kitchen. Man, this was not going well at all. "Danny, let's go. Bye Mrs. P."

"Bye, Mom." Danny called as we left.

I looked over my shoulder at the patio door as we passed by and Eva was wiping something from her cheeks. I assumed it was tears and I felt badly for hurting her feelings.

We walked over to Steve's and then to the clubhouse. The manager asked us to start in the boathouse and clean up in there and then wash out all the boats. We busted our asses all morning and our only break was when one of the waitresses from the bar upstairs brought hamburgers, brats and sodas down to us about one o'clock. After we ate, we got back at it. The manager came out and asked if one of us would take ice from the icemaker in the basement up to the bar. That was always the most strenuous part of working for the clubhouse and we always flipped, odd man loses, for it. I lost and spent the next hour or so lugging five-gallon buckets of ice from the basement to the bar on the third floor. By the time I got done, I was toast and I went down to see how Danny and Steve were doing.

Danny looked at me and told me to sit down before I fell over. Today, just as it had every other time, the other two covered while the ice man tried to recover. I laid down in the shade and they continued washing boats. When I could breathe normally again, I got a hose and a broom and started cleaning up the piles of crap that came out of the boats. We got done and the manager paid us in cash. Danny and Steve wanted to go to a movie or something and I just wanted to crash. 

I went home and took a shower and used up all the hot water again. I sat down in front of the TV and when I opened my eyes, it was morning. The next week and a half was going to go really very quickly if I kept falling asleep at seven in the evening. I stood up and the work from the day before had taken its toll because I was really sore. I went over and swam about twenty laps in the pool to work out the soreness and then got cleaned up and called Danny. Eva answered and said that Danny had left to spend the day with his Dad. I called Steve and he was gone, too. I drove over to Timmerman Airfield to see if I could pick up some work washing airplanes or something. They really didn't have anything, so I went home and just hung out at the pool and went home and fell asleep early again.

The next day Danny called and said that he and Steve were going to go ice skating to try and stay cool, so I joined them. We skated and played games all day, blowing most of the money we earned on Monday. Again, I went home and showered and immediately fell asleep. During the day on Thursday I hung out at the pool with Danny, Steve was nowhere to be found. I really didn't exert myself because I wanted to be ready for Joni.

Because I had blown most of the money I earned on Monday, I went down and found the money that Mom left and there was more than enough to take Joni out for a nice meal. I thought a regular date might be fun.

I dressed in nice slacks and sport shirt and dress shoes. I went out and took the car to Joni's and arrived at 6:55. I got out and went to the door and knocked. Joni flung the door open and threw herself into my arms.

"Chris!" Joni cried. "I missed you!"

Ever eloquent, my reply was stunning. "Huh?" I looked at her, confused. "I've been away from you for three days; and you miss me like this?"

Joni laughed, "I know. But I had such a good time Sunday afternoon; I've been waiting for you!" She seemed to notice the way I was dressed for the first time. "You're awfully dressed up." She looked down at her jean skirt and crop top. "And I'm not, I've gotta change."

I thought she looked great. "Joni, you look terrific, you don't need to change anything."

She blushed. "You're dressed way too nicely for me. It'll only take me five minutes, I promise." She turned to run upstairs and her Mom walked into the foyer. "Mom, this is Chris, Chris, this is my Mom. Chris, I promise, five minutes." 

I looked at Joni's Mom and could see who had the strong genes in this family. Joni looked like an eighteen year old version of her Mom. Her hair was a lot shorter, kind of a pixie cut, but the same strawberry blonde. She also had a blush of freckles, just not as pronounced as Joni's.

"So, you're him? You're the young man who has stolen my daughter's heart?" Joni's mom said with a smile. "I'm Charlotte Williams; you can call me Charlie like everybody does."

I know I made a face because Charlie started laughing and put her hand on my arm. "I'm sorry Chris, Joni and John told me what they did to you on Sunday and I couldn't resist. But, Joni really likes you. She hasn't stopped talking about you since she got home. I know we don't know each other, but, Joni told us what she said about her regrets and I agree. She hasn't been this happy in a long time and I wish you'd found each other before now. Now you're going to the Navy and Joni says you don't feel like it's fair to her to ask for a long term commitment. I must say that's very mature of you."

"Mrs. Williams..." I started before she interrupted me.

"Please, Charlie." She corrected me.

"Charlie, I can't take a lot of credit for any kind of a maturity level." I said. "I have three older sisters who had boyfriends that left for the service, or college, or whatever. My sisters wanted to wait for those jerks and every one of them were miserable for a long time before ultimately dumping the guys or being dumped themselves. I know it sounds melodramatic, but, I care too much for Joni to put her through that. She would miss too much fun in college and frankly, I don't want to be responsible for making her unhappy. She might be a little unhappy after I leave, but, that'll go away soon enough with no strings between us." I finished and looked at her, expecting a response, but I got one I didn't expect.

"Goddammit!" Charlie said explosively. "You're right, but, I think you would have made Joni very happy and I'm sorry that it will never work out. I hope she finds someone who will treat her as well as you would have." With that, she stepped up and hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.

Joni came bounding down the stairs about then. She was dressed in a bright white, pleated skirt with white sandals and a purple blouse that hung off her left shoulder. I stood there with my mouth hanging open and Joni and Charlie started laughing. 

"Evidently, I'm dressed OK, huh?" Joni laughed.

I just nodded, having momentarily lost my voice. Finally finding it I said, "Holy shit Joni! You look fucking amazing!" 

Realizing where I was and what I had said, I quickly apologized. "I'm really sorry, Charlie, I shouldn't have cussed like that." I said, while feeling the burning embarrassment run down my head and neck.

Charlie said, "Don't worry Chris, I've heard the language before, besides, it was refreshing to hear genuine wonder at the beauty of my daughter."

Joni walked over to her Mom and gave her a hug. "I'll see you in the morning, Mom." Joni walked to the door and stood there expectantly and looked down at a small suitcase. 

"Have a good time you two." Charlie said as she walked into the living room.

I looked at the suitcase and at Joni and whispered, "Where did you tell your Mom you're staying tonight?"

"With you, silly!" Joni said. "I don't lie to my parents and because of that I get a lot of leeway. Mom put me on the pill early so I wouldn't screw up my life. But, before you go thinking that I'm a slut..."

I started to talk and she put up her hand.

"Before you go thinking I'm a slut, before Sunday, I'd only had real sex with one guy, Bobby." She explained. "That's not to say I haven't given some blow jobs or hand jobs along the way, but, I didn't fuck every guy I went out with."

I waited for a beat before talking. "Can I say something now?"

She giggled and nodded.

I took her face in my hands and said, "Never in my wildest imagination did I EVER think you were a slut." I kissed her and she blushed and then I picked up her suitcase. "Now, where're we going for dinner?" I asked as we walked to the car.

Joni said, "I really like the French Onion soup at JoJo's. Is it OK if we go there?" (JoJo's was a small Midwestern chain. Kind of like Denny's on steroids. I don't think they're in business anymore.)

Opening her door with a flourish I said, "Anything the lady desires!"

Joni giggled and got into the car. I put her suitcase in the back seat, ran around to the other side, got in and she had slid all the way over to the center to sit next to me. As I sat down, I felt her warm thigh against my leg and her hand in the center of my thigh. Her touch made my dick twitch.

We arrived at the restaurant and were seated in a booth right away. Joni sat right next to me, as she had in the car, and I again felt her warm thigh on mine. While I wasn't yet erect, my cock was slightly engorged and had a nice warm feeling to it. Joni appeared to be quite thirsty because she downed her Diet Coke in one long gulp, and then quietly burped. It was funny and though she giggled, it obviously embarrassed her.

Once we had ordered, Joni started asking questions about my decision to join the Navy. I explained that while Mom was very comfortable with Dad's insurance, it wouldn't last forever and I needed to get out of her house so her expenses would be smaller. I really didn't have an interest in going to college and there wasn't any money for it anyway. While I was good with mechanical things, I didn't have enough skills to get a job that paid enough to move out. I told her that as Mom and I had thought through things, the service became the obvious choice. I love the water and have a love for airplanes so I thought if I could combine the two, it would be perfect, so I joined the Navy after their testing showed I qualified for airplane mechanic school.

Our French Onion Soup came and it was outstanding. Joni was on her third Diet Coke and suddenly had to use the restroom. I sat waiting for her and thinking about her and Eva. My cock was hard again and I started trying to think of other things. Joni slid back in beside me and leaned in and kissed my cheek. Her hand fell to my lap and her eyes widened.

"Miss me, Studley?" She laughed quietly.

My ears were burning and I knew I was scarlet with embarrassment. I just dropped my head in shame.

"Don't be embarrassed, Studley," Joni whispered, "I'm flattered, I really am. I can't wait to get you in a real bed! Let's finish eating and get back to your house."

The rest of our food came and we talked about college for her. I guess I didn't know or wasn't paying attention to the fact that both she and Sara were going to go to Marquette. They were even going to room together. Joni seemed excited by that and I was happy that she would have someone from home with her all the time. She kept squirming in her seat while we ate. We finished up and I paid the bill while Joni went to the restroom, again. I figured that's why she had been squirming. She practically ran out and grabbed my hand when she got to me. I saw some ladies in the restaurant murmur and smile at us walking hand-in-hand. I was very proud to be seen with such a beautiful girl. 

I didn't realize we had been in the restaurant for as long as we had, because it was dark when we walked outside and to the car. I opened her door and she sat in the seat and flipped up her skirt and flashed me. Either she had not worn panties or she had taken them off in the restroom. She laughed at my shock and slid into the car. I went around and got in my side and looked down at Joni's lap as I reached for the ignition. She had pulled her skirt up and her pussy was glistening. After I started the car, she grabbed my hand and pushed it between her legs. 

"Chris," she whispered hoarsely, "I've been wet for you ever since we made love. It's been a bit embarrassing for the last couple of days. I had to keep going to the restroom to clean myself up. By the time I got home this afternoon I was ready to die. I took a shower AND a bath trying to calm down and I couldn't and still can't. I've masturbated more in the last couple of days than I EVER have in my life and it's just not the same as you making me cum, make me cum, PLEEEEZE!"

I decided to tease her a little before soothing the desire that was at the root of her plea. Instead of turning toward the condos, I turned the other direction to give us a little more time. As I drove I got my fingers wet in her weeping cunt, but then I pulled them out to a little moan of disappointment. I rubbed around the top of her mound and skirted her clit, never quite making contact with it. I felt her shift and moved my hand. I deliberately was avoiding her clit because I wanted her on edge. I slipped my hand down and cupped her sex and squeezed gently. Her breath was coming in short, hard gasps as she was evidently concentrating on enjoying her pleasure. As I squeezed I allowed two fingers to slip into her wet slit and she arched her back and moaned again. 

I was having a difficult time concentrating on the road as I made turn after turn, I played with the beautiful woman on my fingertips, and I decided I needed to get back home. Joni had started thrusting down on my hand as I made the turn back into the condo development. I slipped my hand back up and found her hard clit. She hissed her pleasure as I squeezed and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. 

I kept the pressure up and as I pulled up in front of Mom's condo, Joni came with a screech. My hand and the front seat were soaked as I felt pulse after pulse of her orgasm. I stopped the car and looked over at her. I had a hard time getting the car into park and turned off with my left hand. As I continued to massage her clit, her body would shudder with small aftershocks. She was doing nothing to stop me and it seemed like she couldn't get enough. 

Now that I wasn't driving, I turned my full attention to Joni. I changed hands and slipped my two middle fingers into her and pressed her clit with my thumb. I pulled the blouse down from her shoulder and bared her braless breast. Her nipple was fully swollen and I bent my head to draw the hot, stiff nipple between my lips. 

As I gently bit down on her nipple, I thrust my fingers into her as deeply as I could and firmly pressed her clit. The orgasm that had been waning roared through her again and she grabbed my head, pulling it away from her tit. I looked into her wild green eyes briefly before she pulled me into a kiss, our tongues meeting passionately. I continued the manipulation of her cunt as the pulses first crested and then steadily declined. Finally, she let go of my head with her right hand and grasped my wrist, pulling my hand away. 

"Oh my god, Chris," Joni panted, "I have never come like that before, not even once, let alone twice in a row. Holy Shit! It was good Sunday, but I think this was even better!" She grabbed my head again and kissed me roughly, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. "Take me to bed! Now!" She said forcefully after releasing me.

I climbed out of the car, briefly considering how I was going to get the Joni cum off the seat and her aroma out of the car. Fleetingly, at the back of my mind, I figured I was in big trouble, but, shrugged it off. I went around and opened Joni's door. Flashing me again as she got out, I watched her red fluff until it disappeared as the skirt fell around her legs. She reminded me that her suitcase was in the backseat. I retrieved it and we went inside. Once in the door, she stopped me and made me put her suitcase down. I stood there after putting it down, waiting. Joni circled her arms around my neck and pulled me down into a sweet kiss. 

"Thank you for dinner, Chris." She said quietly after withdrawing, her head resting softly on my chest. "I had a good time and now I think I understand why you're leaving. I'm still unhappy about it, but I understand. I would like to take a shower before we go to bed, if that's OK." Upon seeing my face, she giggled. "Alone!"

"OK." I answered. 

We walked up the stairs and I showed her into my Mom's bathroom, figuring that Mom's girl stuff would be more to Joni's preference than my junk in the main bathroom. I left her alone, closing the bedroom door as I left. I first went to my room, lying down on the bed. Then I thought better of it, getting back up and going into my bathroom to take a shower myself. I figured if Joni was going to be totally fresh, I needed to be, also. So I jumped into the shower, too. I was quicker than Joni and I put on my sleeping shorts and a clean tee shirt and then I had to decide where we would be sleeping. 

I hadn't given this much thought and it was difficult. Mom's bed was a queen and was bigger than mine, but I wasn't comfortable with using her bed. My room was OK, but I figured the full sized bed wouldn't be very comfortable. I then remembered that the guest room had a queen sized bed also. I went in and turned down the bed and took a radio in there and tuned it to a soft rock station. 

I heard a noise behind me and I turned around. For the second time that day, Joni took my breath away. She had on a black baby doll kind of thing. I knew what baby doll pajamas were because of my sisters, but this was different. The top was silky smooth and sheer and I could almost see her nipples, almost. That's what was so cool about it. I could see through it, but, I couldn't. The top was also split down the front and back so that when she moved it fluttered around her. The trim was off white and made the black look blacker. She also had on tiny, matching black panties with the same trim that tied at the sides. She had piled her hair on top of her head with tendrils randomly tumbling down from the pile. I don't know how she knew I loved that look, but somehow she did. 




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 03



She was absolutely stunning. I think I was drooling and I know I looked like a moron, standing there with a stunned expression on my face and a hard-on poking out of the front of my shorts.

Joni giggled, "I guess you like this?" 

I nodded dumbly and her giggle turned into a laugh. I had started to get accustomed to the giggle and laugh at my expense and I was neither embarrassed nor angered by Joni's amusement.

As I nodded she said, "Are you starting to regret your Navy decision?"

My nod became more vigorous as she advanced on me, stopping just short and her nipples grazing my chest. "Good! I'm glad I'm having a positive effect on you!"

She reached out and grasped the hem of my tee-shirt and, indicating that I should raise my arms, pulled it over my head and tossed it on the bed. Then she slipped her fingers under the waistband of the shorts and slid them to the floor and I stepped out of them. Standing back up, she drew me into a sweet kiss and exerting some pressure started pushing me back towards the bed until I had no more room, my legs against the bed. She withdrew from the kiss and playfully pushed me back onto the bed. I flopped back onto the bed making sounds of indignation from being pushed, all while laughing. 

Joni crawled on top of me and kissed me again and indicated that I should move further up on the bed. I complied and then she kissed me once more before sliding down my body; the silky material feeling sexy as it slid across my skin. I felt the panties glide past my throbbing meat and moaned in desire and disappointment as she didn't stop. Then her smooth, warm stomach was on my cock and my disappointment was short lived, but reasserted itself as she kept going. 

Once again, I felt the silky smooth material on my member as her tits passed by. Finally, she stopped and I belatedly realized what might be happening. I felt her hot breath on my cock as her mouth approached and then an agonizing pause as I anticipated soft, warm lips meeting my pulsing rod. Instead, I felt her go past and her cheek brushed the side of my cock. The soft lips, instead of finding the mushroom head found my stomach. 

I nearly howled in frustration and disappointment. Joni giggled a little, deep in her throat, as she worked her way up to my nipple. Her tongue swirled around before she gently bit down on it. My hips jerked in response to the sharp, quick flash of pain. Kissing across my chest, she repeated the swirl and bite on the other nipple, eliciting the same response. She came up and briefly kissed me on the lips before working her way down to my cock. She had gently clasped her hand around it and was holding it out of her way as she kissed my hips and down to the inside of my thighs. 

She worked her way back up, started by kissing my balls, and then, pressing my cock flat to my belly, continued with little licks and kisses to the shaft. I was so excited that my cock was dripping pre-cum onto my belly and I felt each hot splash of the oozing liquid. She had progressed so that she was just shy of the head and she stopped. She pulled my meat so that it was standing straight up from my belly. She looked up at me; to what must have been the frantic look of desire on my face. 

She smiled and blew hot breath on the enflamed head. Then she approached the head with her plump, cherubic lips and stopped just short of touching the skin, watching my face the entire time. I was nearly wild with anticipation, but was afraid to move, lest she change her mind. 

It seemed like hours that we were suspended there, waiting for her next decision, her next move, but I know mere seconds elapsed. Finally, I saw her tongue snake out from between her lips to contact my waiting skin. Her tongue was so very hot that it felt as though she had set me on fire. With the tip of her tongue, she cleaned up the small pool of pre-cum that was threatening to run down my pole. 

Again, she withdrew her tongue, this time to seemingly savor the clear liquid. When her tongue reappeared, it swirled around the head of my cock with abandon. She allowed a great deal of saliva to slide down my cock as she teased the pulsating head. Finally, she slowly lowered her mouth, allowing my cock to slide smoothly along her tongue. She got about half of it in her mouth before she closed her lips and continued to slide down until I felt the head bump the back of her throat. 

She paused, working her tongue against the bottom of my pulsing pole. Maintaining suction, she slowly withdrew until just the head was in her mouth. She stayed right there, teasing my throbbing erection with her lips and tongue. Suddenly I felt the pressure inside my hip bones, mimicking the feeling from our time on the island. She increased the pressure on my hips and on my cock until I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Joni," I panted, "I'm gonna cum!"

She withdrew completely, looking up at me with a wicked smile and grasped the base of my dick firmly, staving off my eruption. She held it for a moment and then pressing her thumbs back into my hips drove her head firmly down until her lips found the base of my cock. She fluttered her tongue along the length of the bottom of my cock and the eruption she had stopped came roaring up my tube into her mouth. Even though I tried not to do it, my hips bounced off the bed and drove my dick farther into her throat, gagging her. She coughed and most of my silvery seed spilled onto my stomach.

"Oh, geez Joni," I groaned, "I am sooo sorry! I didn't mean to do that."

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and smiled and said hoarsely, "Not your fault, Studley. I should have anticipated it. I take it you liked that?"

"Oh, yeah," I said enthusiastically, "it was fuckin' awesome." I sat up and pulled her to me and kissed her deeply.

She sat back, stunned. "I can't believe you just did that!"

"Did what?" I asked, confused.

"Kissed me after I just had your dick in my mouth," she said, sounding just as confused as me, "I still had your cum in my mouth and on my lips."

"Yeah, so?" I asked, still confused.

"Don't guys think that letting their cum touch their mouths is gay?" Joni was still confused.

"I don't know about 'guys'; I just knew that I wanted to kiss you and I don't care about that silly shit." I explained as I leaned in to kiss her again. 

She stopped me and grabbed my tee shirt and wiped up my mess. "I don't want to mess up my pajamas."

When she was done I pulled her down with me and held her closely as we kissed. Her silky lingerie felt really nice sliding on my skin with her in it. However, she had a different idea. She sat up and shrugged off the top and then lay back down, her hard nipples pressing into my side and chest. She snuggled down and kissed my neck and cheek, seemingly content to lie still, cuddling. I was OK with that, I was just surprised. 

I couldn't be still for long, not with her naked breast lying softly on my chest. I started playing with her nipple and it immediately responded by growing firm. I glanced down at her eyes and she was watching my face as I played with her tit. There was a small smile playing there and I smiled back.

"What?!?" I asked.

"Having fun?" She asked with a light giggle.

"As a matter of fact, I am." I said, kissing her again. This time though, the kiss deepened as I teased her nipple and the moans deep in her throat were back. I allowed my fingers to trail down her belly and to the soft fur below. I rubbed just under the waistband, at the top of the fur, making a warmth radiate to her clit below, making her squirm a little. Pulling back from her lips I continued kissing down her chest to her hot, pink nipples. 

I shifted around so that I was lying between her legs. She smiled shyly down at me and held her breath, waiting to see what I would do. I had read a lot about sex, especially oral sex, and had seen pictures of different positions and wanted to try something. I untied the panties and she raised her hips to allow me to remove them. As her hips were off the bed I leaned and kissed her dripping pussy, drawing a sigh and giggle from her. I sat up a little and she raised her eyebrows in a question.

"I'm gonna try something," I gently explained. "If you don't like it, we'll stop, but I think you're going to love it. Do you want to try something new?"

Her eyes grew wide, but she nodded slightly. Kneeling between her feet, I picked up her legs and bent them toward her shoulders. (I figured this shouldn't be a problem, she was a cheerleader and very flexible.) I continued to roll her up until her shoulders and head were the only parts of her body still on the bed. Her pussy was straight up in the air, allowing me unfettered access. When I got her settled in the position I wanted, I asked if she was OK and she nodded, slowly and with a measure of uncertainty. I leaned down and licked her from perineum to clit, causing her to squeal in delight. 

I slid my hands down so that my thumbs pressed at the sides of her cunt, pushing the labia together. I flicked my tongue between the outer and inner lips and then rolled my tongue into a tube and slipped between her lips, fucking her with the tube. Joni really seemed to like this as she squirmed, trying to thrust her pussy hard into my face. The sweet Joni juice was nearly bubbling out from between her lips and had started running down her belly and the other way towards her little pink ring. I followed the trail towards the pink ring and Joni tensed up. I stopped and glanced to her face. Her eyes were wide and she looked nervous.

"Are you OK?" I asked with concern.

"Uhhh, are you going to....uhhhh...lick....uhhh....my...my...bbbbutt?" Joni stammered.

"Yeah, I thought about it....yeah, I was going to," I answered, "don't you want me to?"

"Uhhh, I...I...I never thought about it." Joni said.

"OK, if you don't want me to do it, I won't," I said, "but maybe you should see if you like it first." 

As I waited for her to decide, I licked her pussy some more, keeping my eyes on hers. As I licked, her eyes fluttered closed and she barely nodded in acceptance. The nod was so slight, it was almost as if she wanted to try it, but didn't want to be solely responsible for the decision. If I missed the nod I wouldn't do it, but if I did see it, maybe I would misunderstand. 

But, I did see it and I wanted to try this. I continued to slowly lick down her pussy and through her perineum to the outer edge of her tiny butthole. I glanced back to her face, slits of eyes peeking across her boobs, and then I took the plunge, my tongue dipping into the forbidden crevice. Her eyes flew wide open and she yelped in surprise. I licked around the edge, and then again into the little wrinkle. The only taste I experienced was the residue of Joni's sweet juice and it was not at all unpleasant. I rolled my tongue into the tube again, trying to fuck her little butt with it. The hole clamped shut at the intrusion. I decided to give her a little rest and I sat up and gently let her legs down. As she lay there with me kneeling at her feet, she looked up at me with a quizzical smile on her face.

"What?" I asked.

She wrinkled up her freckle covered, cute little nose and asked, "Didn't that taste bad?"

I smiled, "Actually, it tasted just like your c..., uhh, p..., uhh, vaginal juices." I know I turned bright red. I didn't want to use any of the vulgar slang for the female anatomy. She found my embarrassment hilarious.

"Jesus Christ Chris!" She was howling. "You just had your tongue in my butt and you can't bring yourself to say cunt or pussy? You are soo sweet and just too funny, come here." She held her arms out to me. 

I crawled up into her arms, lying on top of her. Surprisingly, she gave me a big kiss and plunged her tongue into my mouth, swirling it around my tongue. I pulled away to start back down, feeling a little guilty because she had given me an outstanding blowjob and I hadn't returned the favor. She gripped my shoulders, not allowing me to slide down.

"Chris," she whispered, "it's OK, just make love to me." She shifted her hips and the head of my cock found her drooling opening. She was so wet that I just slid smoothly all the way in until our pelvises gently bumped together. 

She wrapped her legs around me and held me still. We lay there for several minutes kissing and looking in each other's eyes as I pulsed my dick inside her. I slowly started a small rocking motion, first side to side then back and forth. Before long, I was withdrawing until just the head of my cock was encased in her grasping, velvet sheath. I hung there, poised for more as Joni worked her muscles around my glans. I slowly started back down the slippery slope as she continued to work the magical muscles of her pussy along my entire length. Up and down, back and forth we went, experiencing the depth of each other's bodies and emotions. 

I started feeling the beginning of spasms in Joni's pussy. The rhythm of her pulses became more urgent as she began the ascension to an orgasm. Her face was flushed and her breathing was becoming ragged. I increased my pace and force until I was pounding her into the bed. She started whipping her head from side to side and wailing that she was cumming. Her hips were rising off the bed to meet every thrust and suddenly she drove her thumbs into my hips and I joined her in an intense orgasm. I thrust deeply several more time before she grabbed my butt and whispered that she was done. I stopped and held myself deeply within her as I held myself above her on stiff arms. 

I thought she had never looked so beautiful, her strawberry blonde hair, having fallen out of the pile, spread on the pillow, her skin flushed and glistening with perspiration and a tired, satisfied smile on her face.

"Lie here beside me," she whispered, "hold me."

I slowly withdrew, pausing with a raised eyebrow, as if to ask 'are you sure?' before she laughed and patted the bed beside her. I scooted off and lay down, drawing her close to me. She turned her head and kissed me before moving away. 

I looked at her, surprised and she smiled and said, "I gotta go to the bathroom, OK, Studley?" I answered by getting up and following her, because I needed it, too.

I cleaned myself up and beat her back into the bed. She came back in, her hair down completely and obviously brushed and she lay down in my arms. I really enjoyed the feeling of her skin against mine and my cock reacted accordingly. 

She felt it, and, raising an eyebrow, said "I'm tired, I had a full day of whining seventh and eighth grade cheerleaders before we went out. So I'm sorry, but I'm done."

"I am, too." I said. "Sometimes I can't help what he does."

"Uh-huh." She replied, skeptically.

She rolled over on her side and backed up to me. My cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass and I softly draped my arm over her side and under her arm and cupped her breast. I kissed her on the shoulder and said goodnight, before we drifted off to sleep. 



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 04



As always I appreciate the help and suggestions that my editor, drbob80, provides. Also thanks to leftylooo and lancerinLA 

Repeating the notes in Ch. 03:

This is a continuing story so if this is your first visit to a Chronicles of Chris story you might want to read the previous 3. 

As I said, this is a continuing story, so the sex is not continuous, but comes (pun partially intended) in fits and spurts (pun totally intended). It takes a little bit to get there so please enjoy Chris's young life.

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When I woke up, I was alone and lying on my back. I sat up and listened for Joni. I heard the shower in Mom's bathroom and I felt relief that she hadn't left. I got up and went into my bathroom and took a shower myself. When I came back she was sitting on the bed, naked, waiting for me, her towel on the bed beside her. I had a towel around my waist and she grabbed it and pulled it off. 

My dick was swinging heavily between my legs, about half erect. She wrapped her hand around it and pulled me to her and my dick to her lips. She kissed the head and then licked from tip to base, the contact rapidly making it hard. She sat back up and grinned at me, blushing. She cleared her throat as if she had something she wanted to say, but, was embarrassed and looked down at the floor.

"What is it, Joni?" I asked gently. I reached down and cupped her chin and raised her face to look at me, but her eyes were still downcast. "Come on Joni," I encouraged, "it doesn't matter what it is, you can tell or ask me."

She started speaking so quietly that I could barely hear her. "Uhhh, I dreamt about you, uhhh, lllicking, uhhh, my, uhhh, bottom llast night." If it was possible, she got quieter, her voice dropping to less than a whisper. "I, I, I'd like for yyyou to do it again." She was blushing furiously from head to toe. 

"OK." I said quietly.

"Bbbut, thththat's nnnnot aaallll." She moaned.

"OK." I repeated, figuring I should keep my mouth shut.

She reached under the towel and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. "I, I, I ffffound, thththis innnn yyyour Mmmom's bbbathrrroom." (My brain was reeling, setting aside the question of why she was looking around Mom's bathroom; WHAT THE FUCK was Mom doing with KY jelly? As soon as I had that thought I pushed it out of my head.)

"OK." I repeated, not yet ready to press my luck and say ANYTHING.

She took a deep breath, seemingly to calm herself. "I want you to lick my bottom some more and then I want you to try to fuck it. Your tongue felt so good last night and I remembered your finger in there the other day, so that I kept waking up during the dreams and looking at you. I wanted to wake you up and just tell you to fuck my ass, but I was afraid." She buried her face in her hands, still clearly embarrassed by her desires. I knelt in front of her, looking into her eyes. Her entire body was trembling with either desire, embarrassment or both. 

"I'll do whatever you want; however you want it, Joni." I said softly. "Don't be embarrassed, we don't really control what we like or don't like, it just is what it is." I leaned in and kissed her gently, at the same time taking the tube from her hands and tossing it onto the bed. 

I withdrew from the kiss and helped Joni scoot up and lie down on the bed. I lay down on the bed next to her and held her hand. She was still trembling as she rolled over to throw her leg over mine and pulled her body close to mine. I kissed her forehead and then her eyes as she snuggled in close. She then raised her face for a kiss and I obliged. Her tongue slipped between my lips and she teased my tongue with hers. 

Rolling back onto her back, she pulled me on top of her. She pulled back from the kiss and looked deeply into my eyes and then glanced downward. I understood her request and started sliding down her body, kissing and licking as I went. I thought diving into her ass right away might make her uncomfortable, so I slid down and started teasing her pussy with my lips and tongue. She was obviously turned on by her dreams and our conversation because she was very wet when I got there and quickly grew wetter. 

I teased her clit with my tongue with rapid little flicks and her hips came off the bed. I slid my hands under her ass and drew her closer to me, my thumbs sliding into her crack. Then, I sucked her clit into my mouth and continued to flick until she was moaning, her hands fluttering around my head. The flow from her pussy increased and the clear, sweet liquid was running down through her perineum, into her ass, just as I had hoped. 

I slipped a fingertip in and she shivered some more, thrusting back at my finger. Realizing she wanted to experience more; I slowly pushed my finger all the way into her butt. Suddenly her pussy pulsed and she started shaking with an orgasm. As she was shivering and shaking, I pulled out my finger and gently rolled her over on her belly. Her butt was shiny from her juices and she was flushed all over from her orgasm. 

As she came down from her high, I pulled her hips up until her ass was in the air, her legs spread and her chest and head on the bed. Before she could react, I started licking her cunt from clit to crinkle, stopping just shy of actual contact with her little hole and, in response, she again shivered all over. I licked several times and each time she tensed as I approached her little butthole and then relaxed as I moved away. 

Finally, I withdrew my tongue from her cunt and then suddenly plunged it into her butthole without warning. She shrieked and then had a spontaneous orgasm, shaking all over. I continued licking and kissing all over her sweet little ass. This was really an enjoyable request to fulfill. She was still tensing every time I approached her little hole and I wanted her to be anticipating the contact, desiring it, not tensing up, so I continued licking and kissing until she stopped tensing when my tongue touched her tiny flower. 

As I licked all around the hole she started trembling and then finally when I approached she thrust her ass at me. I made my tongue as hard as it could be and spent long minutes just tongue fucking her ass. She was panting and squeaking the entire time. Finally, I licked a couple more times and then got to my knees behind her. I slowly pushed my raging hard-on into her bubbling cauldron and she squealed her appreciation. I reached bottom and she gripped me with her cunt muscles. I stayed deeply plugged into her until she relaxed and then withdrew just as slowly. 

I pumped in and out of her for a few strokes and then stopped, once again plugged all the way in. I reached over, (harder than it sounds, deep within a grasping, flooded cunt) and picked up the KY jelly. I withdrew and sat back on my feet. 

"Joni?" I asked quietly.

"What, Chris?" Joni asked raggedly.

"Are you sure you want me to try this?" I asked, bumping my throbbing tool against her little bottom.

"Oh, yeah, Chris, I REALLY want you to do this. I loved the way your finger and tongue felt and I want your hot cock in my bottom!" She said convincingly.

"OK," was my only answer.

I slathered the KY all over my dick and my forefinger. I tossed the tube to the side and pressed my finger against her forbidden hole. She immediately responded by pushing back against my finger, and surprisingly, it easily slipped deeply into her butt and she groaned her approval. I slipped it in and out a couple of times and then added another finger and her breath escaped in a whoosh. 

I don't think she was ready. I wriggled my fingers around a little and she seemed to get accustomed to the size because she was soon pushing back at my fingers. I pulled my fingers out and placed the greasy head of my dick against her opening. I held her hips gently. I heard a little 'ooh' as she felt the head contact her soft, smooth little butt. I held it there, wanting her to make the first move. 

Finally, she pushed her hips back and the head started sliding in. I had never felt anything like it and I knew I wouldn't last long. Joni moaned a little and I pulled back, but she pushed firmly against me again. Quickly, the head popped in and Joni yelped in surprise. 

"Stop a second, Chris." She panted. "Let me get used to this."

"OK," was, once again, my only answer.

As we waited, she got up on her hands so that she was on all fours, her head hanging down. After a minute or so, she raised her head, nodded and then pushed her hips back at me. I pushed a little harder and slowly my cock slid further into her hot ass until my hips bumped into her soft, supple butt cheeks. Her head dropped again and she told me to stop again.

"Joni?" I said, and she didn't answer. "Joni, are you OK? Do you want me to pull out?'

She raised her head and shook it, but it wasn't so emphatic this time. I waited a moment and then asked her again. 

She answered, "No, I'm getting used to it. I feel fuller than I've ever felt and I REALLY like it. Now, fuck me, but be gentle at first. Don't slam me or go fast. OK?"

"OK." I answered. "I've read that if you play with your clit, the sensations help you relax and make this go easier. Why don't you try it when I start?"

She didn't answer, just slowly allowed her head and chest to sink back to the bed. I saw her right hand and arm slide under her body. I gently withdrew and held the head of my dick just inside her asshole. She pushed back so I went back in and immediately withdrew, but slowly. We developed a little rhythm and were quickly and steadily fucking. I could see her shoulder moving as she furiously worked her clit. Just as I had suspected, this wasn't lasting long and soon I felt the familiar tingle. 

"Joni, I'm going to cum." I panted.

"Me, too." Joni said.

I started spurting deep in her ass as I held her firmly against me.

"Oh, god, Chris! I feel every squirt! Oh my god, that's amazing!" Joni wailed.

Finally spent, I let go of Joni's hips. I didn't pull out; I wanted to see what she would do. She stayed where she was, kind of pushing against my hips as her orgasm pulsed to completion. She pushed herself against me one last time and then flopped forward on the bed, my cock popping out. I sat back on my heels and watched her lie still on the bed, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

"Chris?" Joni asked. "Chris, where are you?"

"Right here, Joni." I said.

"Could you get me a towel?" She asked. "I'm afraid to move, I feel like I'll make a mess."

I jumped up and went into the bathroom. I found a towel and brought it back to her. She cleaned herself up and then said she needed a shower. When she got up, she walked up to me and threw her arms around me, her head on my chest, our naked bodies pressing together. We stood, swaying for a while and then she looked up and presented her face for a kiss. I kissed her and we held the kiss for a long moment. She pulled her head back and then laid it against my chest.

"Thank you, Chris." Joni said quietly. "I wasn't really sure if I wanted to do that or not, but, you made it so that it was very good for me."

"I can't believe you went through with that if you weren't sure, Joni." I said, surprised. "We could have stopped anytime."

"I know, but, you were so gentle and loving that I knew it would be all right." Joni said. "Now, we need showers. Let's take one together, OK?"

I grinned, "Sure."

She laughed, "Easy, Studley. I'm pretty sore, so I think we'll just wash each other."

"OK." I grinned again. "We're naked, right? So I'm good with whatever."

She just shook her head and said, "Asshole!" Then she grabbed my hand and we went into the bathroom. 

She was serious, much to my dismay. We just showered. I washed her hair and back, I tried to wash the front, but she pushed me away, laughing. She washed my back and then we finished up ourselves and then, still in the warm water, I pulled her to me and kissed her. I ran my hands over her back and down to her butt and she growled in her throat. OK, no more fun for now. I patted her little butt and pulled my hands back up. 

We just kissed and held each other until the water started getting cold. We got out and I dried her off. I kissed all over her body as I patted her down. She giggled the whole time. She went into Mom's room and closed the door. I went in and pulled out a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and put them on. She came out with a bikini that I'd not yet seen and another beach cover up. 

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Aren't we going to the pool?"

"Sorry, I missed that. If we talked about it, I forgot. I'll be right back." I rushed back into my room.

I found a clean bathing suit and put it on and came back out. Joni grabbed my hand and we walked to the pool. There were a couple of moms with small kids there, but the pool area was mostly empty. Joni walked to an area far away from the others and waited while I pulled a couple of loungers together and then we lay down. Joni entwined her fingers in mine and we just lay there in the sun, holding hands. It was nice.

"Chris?" Joni whispered.

"Yeah?" I said in a normal tone.

"Shhhh" Joni shushed me. 

"OK," I whispered. "Why are we whispering?"

"I wanted to tell you how much fun I've been having with you." Joni explained, continuing to whisper. "I think I've had more orgasms in the last week than in the rest of my life combined."

I blushed and said nothing.

Joni giggled and squeezed my hand. "Sara and I shared a room while we were at camp. Like always, we talked about everything, including our time on the island."

I still said nothing, mostly because I was speechless. 

"I told her how you made me feel, how you touched me, everything you did to me, how you gave me three orgasms, how you are maybe the most considerate loving person I've ever known." Joni whispered in a rush. I felt myself beginning to get red all over, I was so embarrassed. "I told her how you PROBABLY had been with Mrs. P, but never said a word..."

"Joni..." I started in a warning tone.

"It's OK, Chris." Joni then continued. "I told her she couldn't say a word to anybody and she won't. When I told her all of that, she started crying. I asked her what the problem was and she clammed up. Sara has never refused to tell me anything. Before that moment, I thought we knew everything about one another, but, I was wrong. She was holding something back and it hurt my feelings. So, I started crying, too."

I still didn't know what to say, so I figured the best thing to do was to say nothing, still.

"Sara felt badly that I was crying and she came over to hug me." Joni's whisper got softer. "We were in our nightgowns, you know, no underwear, and our boobs bumped together when we hugged. I've hugged Sara probably a hundred times, about half of those dressed EXACTLY as we were that night and all I've ever felt was friendship. You know, my boobs have bumped hers a million times because of cheerleading and I've never thought anything of it. But, because we were talking about you and me on the island and all the times I came, I was a little excited and my nipples were hard. Well, Sara's were, too. Her nipples seemed to be sticking out a mile; she must have some amazing nipples. And it really excited me. More than I was already. My pussy gushed as we were holding each other."

I was watching Joni with my mouth hanging open. I glanced down at her breasts and her nipples were hard in the bikini. I looked up at her eyes and they were wide open and shining with excitement. I recognized the look. Her skin was also flushed and I recognized that, too.

Joni continued. "I didn't know what to make of all that and I stopped crying. Sara had stopped crying and we were just holding one another. I wanted to find out why she was crying, but I didn't want to let her go. So, really without thinking, I kissed her neck. She froze, but didn't let go. I asked her what was wrong, why she was crying. She didn't say anything right away, but pretty soon she started telling me. It came out in fits and spurts. There were long minutes where we just held each other, but, I think that it just made it easier for her to tell me." Joni sat up and looked closely at me. She evidently wanted to assure herself that I was paying attention. 

Finding what she wanted in my eyes, she continued. "First you must promise me that you will NEVER repeat any of this!"

I nodded and said, "Joni, you should know better." I just looked at her.

Realization dawned on Joni's face and she reddened and nodded. "Yeah, OK, I know better, Mr. Closed-Mouth, sorry. Anyway, Sara's first experience with sex was worse than awful. She went to the drive-in movies with her brother and a friend of his. Her brother took off to find his girlfriend and left her with this guy. She thought he was cute and he was older so when he started kissing her, she thought it was kind of exciting. When he started feeling her boobs, she didn't want to seem like an inexperienced kid, so she let him."

"Apparently he was a good kisser and had some smooth moves, because before she realized it, she was naked from the waist up. He was sucking on her nipples and pulling on her pants when she came to her senses. She told him to stop and he just smirked and said he didn't have to because she had basically already consented. She tried to fight him then and really couldn't because he had her pinned down."

"At that point he basically raped her; she didn't fight back because she was afraid and thought that maybe he was right and that she had essentially consented. She felt like it was her fault and she never told anyone before me. Anyway, the point to all this is that every one of her relationships has been ruined by that incident. Any time a guy gets close to her, she kinda freaks out. So when I told her about you and me, it just upset her that I could enjoy sex and be happy. That's why she was crying."

I just sat there looking at her. "Joni? Why are you telling me all of this?" She reddened again, looking at the concrete and river rock patio. When she spoke, it was in a hoarse whisper and she couldn't look at me. "There are two reasons.....uhhhh....let me rephrase that. There are many reasons, but they all boil down to two. The first is that I want you to try to help Sara get over her problems with sex and men. Since you and I agreed to try and leave emotions out of whatever it is that we're doing, sharing you with Sara shouldn't be a problem."

"The second is that I would like to explore the feelings that the hug stirred up in me. Simply put, I want Sara. If we do this with the three of us, Sara should be more comfortable than with you alone or with me alone. We need to try to get her to your house this afternoon because she's going to meet us here in a little while. I called her before you woke up this morning and told her she should come and hang out with us this afternoon. She said OK, so when I got dressed I called her and said she should meet us in a half hour. That's why I'm telling you now. She should be here any minute."

I was stunned. "So, in essence, you're studding me out? Do I have a say?"

Joni flushed from head to toe again. "Yes, of course you do. I just thought you'd jump at the chance to be with two girls at once. Isn't that every guy's fantasy?"

"Yes, I suppose it is," I said. "But I never really thought about it happening to me. Now that it's a possibility, I'm a little nervous."

"Why?" Joni asked.

"Because," I answered, "you have put Sara's future sexual happiness in my hands and I'm afraid I won't be up to it. I'm afraid I'll make Sara's situation worse rather than better."

Joni smiled, "Trust me. You are more than up to the task. As an actual recipient of the implementation of your lessons..." She smirked right then.

"Joni..." I grunted warningly.

She laughed, "I'm not sayin' a word."




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 04



"Yeah, right." I grumbled.

She just continued laughing and then Sara walked up. I looked up at her and she was looking pretty good. Sara was almost as tall as me, had long blonde hair, the legs of an athlete and smallish tits. What tits she did have nicely filled out a very, very small, blue bikini that matched her eyes. She bent down to hug Joni and her nicely rounded, barely covered ass was in my face. My eyes flickered to it and Joni caught me looking. She started laughing again at my embarrassment at having been caught scoping out Sara's ass.

Sara stood and looked at me and then looked back at Joni and then back at me again. "What's so funny?"

I merely shook my head and pointed at Joni. Sara looked back at Joni and Joni's laugh picked up steam and soon she was gasping for air. Sara looked back at me and I shrugged.

Joni finally calmed down and said, "I was laughing 'cause he was checking out your ass and I caught him."

Sara spun around and looked at me.

"Hey," I defended myself, "you stuck it in my face and in my defense, it's really, really nice!"

Sara blushed and giggled at the compliment. "You really think I have a nice ass?" She stuck her butt out a little and looked back at it.

I glanced over at Joni and she nodded encouragingly. I laughed and said, "Oh, yeah! But the only way I'd know for sure is if I felt it." 

I made an exaggerated grabbing move towards her and she jumped away, but she laughed. "Hey, watch it, buster!" 

But then, she shyly moved back and I gently touched the outside of her hip and slid around to cup her butt cheek. She briefly pressed back into my hand, giggled and then moved to sit down next to Joni on her lounger. 

"I was right," I said, suggestively wriggling my eyebrows. "It's really nice."

Sara giggled and blushed in response.

Joni moved to allow Sara to sit down and then changed her mind. She told Sara bring another lounger over, so I jumped up and got it for Sara and dragged it over and situated it next to Joni. Sara walked around to drop her stuff and Joni looked up at me and winked. 

I thought, 'Uh-oh, what's next?'

As Sara removed her wrap, Joni rolled over on her stomach. She reached back and untied her top and the ties at the sides of her bottoms. If there were a strong wind; we'd be in deep shit. Then, she covered her bottom with a towel.

"Chris?' Joni called me.

"Yeah?" I answered, a little nervously.

"Could you put some lotion on me?" Joni asked sweetly, looking at me. With Sara behind her, Joni winked at me.

"OK," I answered.

I retrieved the strawberry scented/flavored lotion and went to her side. I pulled the cap off and the strawberry aroma hit my nose. The human olfactory memory being what it is, my cock immediately responded to the scent and the recall of Joni's and my time on the island and I heard the girls snicker. 

"What?!?!" I asked.

Joni just pointed at the rising tent in my bathing suit. "Like the scent, Chris? Remind you of something?" Sara was laughing just as hard as Joni.

"Sara?" I asked.

"Yeah?" she breathed between giggles.

"What's so funny?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

I think I shocked her with the direct question because she turned bright red. Actually, it was kind of sweet and cute. She also started stuttering and sputtering and I had to laugh and of course Joni was gone, having totally lost it.

"Asshole!" Sara spat the word, seemingly genuinely pissed. Her head was down and she didn't look up.

"Oh, geez, Sara, I'm sorry, I was just teasing." I really felt badly for teasing her.

Her head came up and I suddenly knew why she and Joni were close. They obviously shared the same wicked sense of humor because the grin on Sara's face was simply evil.

"Nice," I said, "Bitch!"

She started laughing and reached over and patted my cheek. I looked at Joni and I thought we were going to need to call the paramedics. Her face was purple and she was gasping for air she was laughing so hard. I got a little worried. Sara and I looked at her and didn't say anything at all for a few moments. I think Sara shared my concern.

"Joni?" I asked when she was calming, "are you OK?"

"Yeah," she choked out, "you guys need to stop it or you're going to kill me!"

"Yeah, right," was my only response.

She giggled some more but finally quit. My concern for her had deflated my dick and we got back to what started this. 

"Do you still want this?" I asked holding up the lotion.

Joni got that sweet, seductive smile on her face and nodded. I went over and prepared to apply the lotion to her back. I sat beside her, leaned down and kissed her neck. She hummed her appreciation. I made sure to cover her neck and shoulders and worked down to her sides. I slipped my fingers under her chest and was able touch the nipples that were surprisingly hard. 

"I don't think I'm gonna get any sun on those lying on my stomach out here in public," Joni murmured loud enough for Sara to hear, "do you Chris?" 

She laughed, as I was startled into jerking my hands out from underneath her chest and sitting up. "I didn't say I didn't like it, I just said I didn't think it was necessary, so please continue."

I glanced over at Sara as I slipped my hands back where they had been and her eyes were wide and evidently not missing a thing. I massaged Joni's tits for a few moments and then returned to her back. I refreshed the lotion on my hands and then continued down Joni's back towards her ass, watching Sara the whole time. When I got to the towel I slipped under it without hesitation. 

I slid the bottoms of her bathing suit down to the top of her thighs in a deliberate motion and Sara watched with wide eyes and seemed to be holding her breath. I massaged Joni's ass for a moment before withdrawing my hands to a moan of protest. After getting more lotion I returned under the towel to a sigh of approval. The tip of Sara's tongue was peeking from between her lips and her breath seemed heavy, her concentration solely on the movement of my hands under the towel. I slipped between Joni's cheeks and touched her little rosebud and it puckered quickly at my touch.

"Huh-uh, sore." Joni yelped quietly.

"OK." I answered; looking over at Sara's startled expression.

I moved my fingers down to Joni's burgeoning wetness and she parted her legs. I glanced back at Sara and then to the moms with their kids and realized that other than Sara, no one was paying any attention to us. Joni started moaning softly as I worked my fingers into her wet gash. 

The towel started slipping and before I could react Sara reached over and pulled it back up. I was watching her face as she looked back up at me and she smiled shyly and with some embarrassment. I had realized when I looked around that we were situated such that even if Joni were totally exposed; she could not be seen. Recalling that, I pushed the towel back so that Sara could see what I was doing. She gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth. She looked around and then, as if she couldn't resist, her eyes slowly and hesitatingly returned to Joni's cunt and my hand. 

Seeing the entranced glaze cover her eyes, I plunged my ring and middle fingers deeply into Joni. Joni grunted and then pushed back. I pulled my fingers out and then I started a slow deep penetration thrust and Sara leaned in to see more clearly. 

Joni's lips were enflamed and so deeply red that they were almost purple. I think Joni's excitement was as much from my manipulations as from the fact that Sara was seeing her totally exposed. I reached as far as I could in this position and then, just as slowly, withdrew my fingers. Joni whimpered when my fingers left her momentarily, but I wanted to watch Sara. Sara intently watched Joni's nether lips draw together slowly, oozing Joni juice as they delicately closed. I then repeated the insertion and withdrawal several times, each time Joni's hips followed my hand, before pulling out once again.

Joni's whine of protest once again sounded. Joni's intoxicating scent was almost too much for me to bear, but I resisted plunging my face into her cunt and ass, remembering we were in public. I did, however, withdraw my hand from under the towel, and brought my fingers to my lips, licking some of Joni's wonderful essence from them, before offering the balance to Sara. Sara's eyes widened in response and she violently shook her head no. I shrugged and cleaned the rest off of my fingers. Joni was squirming on the chair and I knew I needed to finish what I had started. 

I didn't bother going back under the towel and plunged my fingers deeply into Joni's wetness again. My fingers now appropriately wet, I slithered them down to find her clit; which was standing at the ready. Joni was already at the precipice and as I squeezed and rubbed her clit, she slid down the slope into orgasm, her legs slamming shut on my hand and her butt rising off the lounger. I kept alternately rubbing and squeezing until she just shook, squeaked and sighed, but did not make any loud noises and then suddenly released my hand, settling back to the lounger. 

I pulled her bottoms back up and started to tie one side and Sara did the other side, her hands lingering on the skin of Joni's hip for a moment. I looked up at Joni's face and a small sly smile played across her lips as she looked at me.

"Is that enough lotion, Joni?" I asked as I leaned down to kiss the middle of her back.

"Oh yeah, Chris!" Joni gushed. "That 'lotion' did the trick! I can't feel the sun burning any more, but I am tingling all over!" She giggled.

Sara sat and looked back and forth between us. I think she was a little in shock.

I thought I'd push it a little. "Sara?"

"What?!?" Sara said irritably.

I sat back, startled.

"I'm sorry, Chris," Sara said softly, blushing, "what do you want to know?"

"Do you need some lotion?" I asked teasingly. "I'm sure Joni would 'share'."

"NO!" Sara said loudly enough that the moms reacted from across the pool.

"OK, Sara, geez!" I said, "I just wanted to help."

Sara hung her head. "I'm sorry, Chris," Sara repeated. "I just don't want to put you out."

"It's not a problem," I said, "but if you don't want me touching you, I understand, maybe Joni can help you."

Sara gasped and Joni giggled, but I could tell that Joni was working to contain herself.

"No!" Sara hissed. "I mean, I just, you, Joni......" 

Sara buried her face in her hands and sobbed. As soon as Joni heard that Sara had started to cry she tied her suit behind her back and sprang to Sara's side. 

'This was a fuckin' great idea!' I thought.

Joni sat and held Sara while she cried and she looked back at me with a shit-eatin' grin. I can be dense and slow when it comes to girls and it finally dawned on me that this was EXACTLY the way Joni wanted this to play out. Sara was in Joni's arms with her head on Joni's shoulder and their boobs were crushed together. Joni was whispering in Sara's ear for the three or four minutes that they embraced. 

Joni tipped her head down and kissed Sara's shoulder and neck and then murmured something in Sara's ear and Sara nodded. Sara got up and went back and put her wrap on, looking at the ground the entire time. Joni pretty much did the same thing except she was looking at me with a giant grin. When they had gathered all their stuff they stood in front of me, Sara holding Joni's hand tightly. 

Joni looked at me and said, "Well?"

"I give." I said.

"Sara doesn't want to be out here anymore, so we're going to your house." Joni said emphatically.

"OK." I said slowly.

I stood and grabbed my towel and turned and the girls were already halfway across the deck. I trotted to catch them and I heard a kid tell his mom that I was running. I looked back and the mom was glaring at me with an exasperated look, so I slowed down. She nodded her appreciation and said something to the kid. Joni and Sara were now in the parking lot so when I got through the fence I ran to catch up to them.

Joni looked at me and asked, "What took you so long?" She was still grinning from ear to ear.

I just shook my head and walked along. We got to my house and I let us in. Sara was still grasping Joni's hand in a death grip as they stood in the foyer, waiting for me to lock up.

Joni said quietly, "Sara and I are going to get cleaned up, could you get everybody a soda?"

"Where would you like them delivered, milady?" I asked with an exaggerated flourish and bow.

They both giggled and Joni said, "In the guest room."

I bowed again and said, "Whatever milady desires."

They were giggling and whispering as they mounted the stairs. I stood and watched their beautiful, twitching asses until they were out of sight and then went into the kitchen. I gathered everything up and went upstairs also. I heard the shower running and had the idle thought that Joni spent an awful lot of time in the shower. I went in and cleaned myself up in the bathroom. I really didn't need a shower, having taken one about three hours before so I just washed my face and wiped down my body with a washcloth. They still weren't in the room when I got back so I turned on the radio and lay down on the bed. 

I was mildly disappointed when they walked into the bedroom hand-in-hand. They were both still wearing their beach cover-ups. I had been hoping for less. I assumed that their bathing suits were underneath the robes. 

Sara dropped Joni's hand and went to sit in a chair and Joni shook her head, pointing beside me on the bed. Sara blushed and nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, watching Joni. (I mean the very edge; she couldn't have had an inch of her butt and thigh on the bed.) She pulled her cover-up tightly around herself. 

Joni walked toward the other side of the bed, dropping her wrap as she moved. She was gloriously naked and I smiled at her and she grinned and winked, again. I was still dressed in trunks and a tee-shirt and when Joni got to the bed she tugged on the hem of the tee-shirt. I sat up and obediently raised my hands, she pulled it off over my head, and it soon joined her wrap somewhere on the floor. After she had tossed it away she reached for the waistband of my trunks, tugging at them, too. I glanced at Sara and her eyes were huge and she was trembling and breathing so heavily I could easily hear her. 

I looked back at Joni and the shit-eating grin was back. I just shook my head slightly as I lay back down, raising my hips allowing her to pull them off. I looked back at Sara and she was staring at my rapidly rising cock. There was a look of intense concentration on her face. Even though, according to Joni's story she had unwillingly experienced a cock, she obviously had never seen one up close and personal, aroused or not. Joni crawled up on the bed and motioned for Sara to move closer.

Sara shook her head violently and said in a whisper, barely loud enough for us to hear, "I think I'm close enough, for now."

Joni merely nodded and lay down on her side, facing me, her warm, silky skin melting into mine. She put her hand on my stomach, lightly rubbing. She leaned in and kissed me gently, her eyes never leaving Sara. I glanced between their faces and while Joni was watching Sara, Sara's eyes never left my cock; I don't think she was even aware that Joni was watching her. Joni's lips left mine and she moved down to kiss my chest and her hand moved down from my stomach to the fringes of my pubic hair. 

Evidently, Joni's hand had moved into Sara's focused view because Sara's eyes flickered in surprise and then leapt to Joni's face. Joni was flicking the tip of her tongue over my nipples and I had started to moan and squirm. Joni moved down from my chest to my stomach and swirled her tongue in my belly button. Joni pulled up her legs and got to her knees beside me. Kissing once again she moved down to where her left hand was resting, just shy of the drooling tip of my cock. I could no longer see Joni's face as she turned her head to face Sara. 

Simultaneously, she pulled on my dick so that it was standing straight up. Joni reached out and took Sara's hand and drew it to my throbbing rod. Sara resisted at first but Joni insistently pulled until they were grasping my hot cock together. Sara's touch was tentative and very soft and gentle. Joni's was light and tender and then she withdrew her hand so that Sara was stroking me on her own. Sara finally scooted closer to get a better look and her wrap came undone and she was as naked beneath her wrap as Joni and I were. 

My dick jumped as I saw Sara's tits naked for the first time. The movement of my cock startled Sara and she flinched, sat up and giggled. Joni lay back down beside me and we started kissing again. Sara sat back, let go of my cock and watched us with a small, sad smile. Joni felt Sara sit up and she withdrew from me and looked at her.

"Sara, baby," Joni asked softly, "what's the matter?"

"I wish I had somebody like you do, Joni." Sara answered. "You look so comfortable with Chris that it makes me envy you. I want somebody to hold me and kiss me and touch me like Chris does to you."

I looked from Sara to Joni and Joni turned her head and winked at me. "Sara, come lie down next to us." Joni said quietly.

Sara shook her head and just sat there with a wistful smile. Joni first reached her hand out to Sara and again Sara hung her head and shook it sadly. Then, Joni crawled over me and knelt on the bed in front of Sara. She reached out and gently raised Sara's head by the chin. Joni looked deeply into Sara's eyes and drew her into a soft, loving kiss. 

I couldn't see Joni's face, but I could see Sara's eyes and I didn't think they could get any bigger. Joni prolonged the kiss and Sara's eyes began to flutter and then finally closed as she gave herself to Joni's passion. Joni slowly started to scoot back towards me and Sara hungrily followed Joni's lips. Joni's butt bumped into my side and she reached down and gently pushed me towards the side of the bed. I scooted over to give them room. Joni continued to slowly move and maneuver Sara until Sara was sitting beside me. Joni's hands crept up to Sara's shoulders and pushed the wrap down and it slowly slid down until it was drooping off her arms. 

Then Joni gently tugged Sara's arms down until the wrap fell the rest of the way off and pooled on the bed at her bottom. Joni, never losing contact with Sara's lips; picked it up and dragged it towards me. I took it from Joni and laid it on the floor beside the bed. All of us were completely naked, now. All I could see of Sara was her very nice, naked ass and her smooth back. Joni turned a little and started lying down on her side, Sara following every movement until Sara was lying on the bed between Joni and me. Joni then rolled over on top of Sara and sat up. 

"Chris," she said softly, "I want you to kiss Sara."

Sara looked over at me with wide, fearful eyes and shook her head no. Joni stroked Sara's arm and reassured her that it was OK.

"Sara," Joni said quietly, "Chris is a soft, gentle kisser; I want you to try this, OK?"

After a moment, Sara nodded slightly in assent, her eyes never leaving my face. Rather than frightening her more than she was already, I turned on my side and kissed her shoulder. She seemed to relax a little and I continued kissing her shoulder with soft, gentle kisses. When I figured she wasn't going to freak out I moved up and just nuzzled in the crook between her neck and shoulder. She giggled and sighed and I felt her relax a little more. 

I moved up to her neck and kissed and licked her a little. She shivered and sighed again. I moved to her ear and sucked on the lobe and blew gently into it a little and then I had an idea. I stopped blowing and went back to sucking the lobe. I stopped and then blew into her ear, hard. She jumped and whipped her head around to glare at me. I glanced at Joni and she had the 'what the fuck are you doing?' look on her face. I just winked at her.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 04



I grinned, not just a little evilly and said to Sara, "Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"

She blinked and then laughed, taking it the way I had hoped and with the laughter, the rest of the tension drained from her body. She did slug me, though. I looked back at Joni and her look had softened and she smiled and mouthed 'Thank you' and blew me a kiss. Then she slid down and lay on the other side of Sara. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sara reach for Joni's hand and grasp it tightly once again. I sat up and Sara looked at me with a question in her eyes. 

"I've not seen you naked, Sara." I said softly, "I want to look at you."

Sara blushed and looked at Joni. Joni smiled at her and nodded and Sara looked back at me.

"OK," she said shyly and closed her eyes.

She had perfect champagne glass tits. They were small but perfectly shaped with nipples and areolas that were almost as light as her skin, but, though the areolas were very small, the nipples were surprisingly long. Like Joni, her lightly muscled, highly toned stomach was a thing of beauty and one of the marks of a true athlete. 

Not surprisingly, Sara was a true blonde with light sparse hair covering the pink, delicate lips of her pussy. Also like Joni, even though she did not have much hair, she had trimmed it to accommodate her bikini. Even though I had seen her legs before, the toned, firm thighs and calves completed a picture of blonde, blue eyed All-American teen beauty.

"My god Sara," I breathed, "your body is fucking awesome."

Sara blushed and giggled and murmured her thanks. I looked at Joni and her expression was hard to read. It showed a mixture of pride, desire and jealousy and I wasn't sure which emotion was winning.

I leaned down close to Sara's ear and whispered, "May I kiss you?"

Sara's eyes flew open, her expression showed how startled she was by the question. She looked over at Joni and then back to me.

"Sara," I explained gently, "Joni told me about your problem with guys, and I'd like to try to help you get over it a little."

I glanced over at Joni and she was glaring at me.

"OK," I said, "I know she wasn't supposed to tell anyone and I understand that. But, she told me because she loves you and she wants you to be happy. She told me what happened, not to embarrass you, but, to see if I'd be willing to help you see that not ALL guys are uncaring, unfeeling jerks. I'd be honored to try and help you. And to be clear, I'm not just trying to be a knight in shining armor. Out of this, I have already gotten to be naked, in bed, with the two most gorgeous girls I know. So, I get something very nice from this, too."

I looked over at Joni and her expression had softened once again and she smiled at me. She then looked at Sara, who had tears streaming down her face.

Joni hugged her and asked, "Sara, baby, what's wrong?" 

"I...I...yyyou....yyyoou," Sara sobbed, "I...I...dddon't...knknknowww."

Joni kissed Sara on the cheek. "Shhh, baby, it's OK."

Sara turned and buried her face in Joni's neck, sobbing, their breasts pressed together. Joni looked up at me and grinned, she was really enjoying this, evidently already past my revealing her breach of confidence to Sara. Sara's sobs slowed and then stopped and Joni was whispering and cooing in Sara's ear. Sara started giggling and kissed Joni on the neck and then pulled her face out of the crook in Joni's neck and gave her a not so brief kiss on the lips. I watched all this with great interest, my cock throbbing so hard you could see it pulse with my heartbeat. Sara pulled back from the closed mouth kiss, eyes shining and with a sheepish smile on her face. 

She lay back on the pillows and said, "OK."

I was so distracted by the kiss that I had lost my place. "OK, what?" I asked rather stupidly.

She and Joni started laughing. Joni said, "I told you that if we kissed, he'd forget what he was doing!"

I remembered then and blushed from my head to my toes, terribly embarrassed. "I'm sorry Sara, Joni's right. You guys looked so amazing that I forgot. So, it's OK to kiss you, now?"

Sara hesitated and then nodded shyly. I leaned in and gave her a brief soft kiss on the lips with my lips closed. Her lips were soft and warm and she pressed back into my lips slightly. I pulled back and her eyes fluttered open and she smiled and lifted her head towards me, trying to restart the kiss. I leaned back to her and this time I left my lips slightly open so that I could touch her lips with the tip of my tongue. I also put my hand on her taut stomach and began to rub gently in small circles. As I rubbed I slipped my tongue out to touch her lips and her mouth immediately opened and I felt the tip of her tongue meet mine. Her touch was tentative, almost shy. I didn't push her, I just tickled the tip of her tongue with mine, letting her maintain her own pace. I felt her head pull back slightly so I broke the kiss and sat back, keeping my hand lightly on her stomach. She opened her eyes and smiled brightly at me.

"Oooh Chris," she murmured, "that was so soft and sweet and gentle and it made me feel tingly all over. Could we do it some more?"

I lay down beside her and turned her so that we were facing one another. I felt Joni starting to move away and I lifted my head and she looked at me. I tipped my head towards Sara's back indicating that I wanted Joni to lie down and press herself to Sara's back. Joni smiled, understanding that we were going to make a Sara sandwich. 

I lay back down, careful to keep my hips back so that my raging hard-on was not poking Sara. I did not want her to be the least uncomfortable and I wanted her to seek the next step, on her own. My chest met her small, pert breasts with the diamond tipped nipples and she squirmed against me, getting comfortable with the contact. She lifted her face to mine and proffered her lips, eyes open and watching me. I leaned in and met her closed lips with my open lips and her lips immediately opened to allow my tongue inside. I flicked my tongue in and out and she couldn't keep up and it made her giggle. 

She gently slapped my arm so I quit and allowed her tongue to caress mine. Her hand floated from my arm to my back and she pulled me a little closer and started to tenderly rub my back. I still had not touched her body, other than her flat stomach, with my hands so I decided to try a gentle stroke down her side and was rewarded with a murmur of approval. I continued to stroke her side as we kissed, making the tiniest of increases in the length of the strokes each time. 

After a few minutes of kissing and stroking, Sara was showing definite signs of arousal and acceptance. My hand had reached her hip and I was gently stroking from her belly to her sweet ass and her reaction was to shift her hips to give me better access to her belly and maybe more, though I didn't press for more immediately. Sara's hand drifted down my back until she found my butt and gave it a little squeeze. I felt Sara pull back a little so we parted and I gazed into her smiling blue eyes.

Her chest was heaving, I think from both excitement and the natural response to deep kissing, partly holding her breath. Her skin was flushed and her eyes were sparkling. Joni took advantage of our brief separation to slide her hand between us. Joni was rubbing Sara's stomach, I was rubbing Sara's ass and Sara was rubbing mine. Sara allowed her head to loll back into Joni and Joni started kissing Sara's neck, ear and cheek. Sara turned her head enough to allow Joni to reach her lips and they started gently kissing one another. 

I watched, enthralled. It was sweet, soft and incredibly sexy. Joni pulled her head back just a little so that they were just playing with each other's tongue. I pulled my hand around to Sara's belly and briefly found Joni's hand, intertwined our fingers and lightly squeezed. Joni's eyes opened and she smiled at me through her kisses with Sara. When our hands separated Joni's slithered up to Sara's breast and she cupped it tenderly. 

Sara's response was to press her lips to Joni's more deeply and to turn slightly towards Joni. Sara turned from me enough that I was treated, once again, to a view of Sara's front side, her right breast completely covered by Joni's hand. I resumed rubbing Sara's belly and slowly worked my way down until my fingers were grazing the soft, fine, almost white, hair at the base of her belly. Sara's hips twitched violently and I jerked my hand away, upset with myself that I had moved too quickly and frightened her. 

I looked up to see how upset she might be and she was smiling at me. "Please, Chris."

Eloquent as ever, my witty response was, "Hunh?"

She whispered, "Please touch me Chris, I want to feel you touch me."

My only response was to put my hand back on her belly and slide my fingers into the baby fine hair covering her mound. Her hips twitched again and this time I understood that she was seeking more contact. I looked back up and not only was Joni kissing deeply Sara, she was twirling Sara's nipple gently between her finger and thumb. 

Sara's hips were squirming and I slid my hand down to cup her mound and Sara's hips thrust up into my hand. She relaxed and then I slipped my fingers down and found her streaming, steaming liquid gash. Sara gasped into Joni's mouth and her hips bounded back up into my hand. I pulled my fingers up and caught her little clit between my ring and middle fingers and softly massaged it. Sara moaned and shuddered as the new sensations coursed through her body. 

I gently continued to rub and squeeze and my fingers became increasingly wet as her body responded to the stimulation that was coming from Joni and me. Joni continued to kiss Sara and work her hard nipple and I slipped the tip of my middle finger into her folds. Sara's hips jerked upwards and her pretty pussy swallowed my finger. I added my ring finger and cupped her clit in the palm of my hand. Sara's hips began a rapid jerking motion pushing her cunt against my hand and fingers and then she suddenly clamped her legs together, trapping my hand. 

I could feel her muscles contracting in an obvious orgasm and my hand was bathed in even more moisture. I looked up and Sara had driven her lips hard against Joni's and they were locked in an even more passionate kiss. Finally she relaxed and looked at me.

"Oh, Oh, Oh," she muttered, "oh, oh, oh my! What was THAT?"

Joni giggled, "THAT was what I've been TRYING to tell you. THAT was an orgasm, baby! And from what I could tell, a pretty good one, too!"

"Wow!" Sara exclaimed, "I had no idea it would be like that!"

"Just wait, sweetie, "Joni said, kissing Sara once again, "if you're ready, I'm sure Chris will be more than happy to try and top that!"

"Yeah, I am," I said softly, "but you're gonna need to lie down, OK?"

Sara nodded hesitatingly and Joni reassured her that she was going to love what came next. "Sara, this will be something like what just happened, but better. Why don't you lie here between my legs and with your head against my chest and I'll hold you, OK?"

I sat back and watched as Sara nodded and moved to allow Joni to prop herself up with the pillows and then Sara scooted in between Joni's legs and laid her head back against Joni's chest, between Joni's beautiful breasts with the deeply pink ruby tipped, nipples. When Sara had gotten settled, Joni's arms slid under Sara's arms and cupped Sara's lovely, tiny breasts. 

I sat briefly and watched as Joni caressed Sara's tits and Sara's eyes drifted closed as she enjoyed the soft, gentle touch of her best friend. Joni slithered her legs over Sara's and hooked her heels over Sara's thighs and coaxed Sara's legs apart. Sara's eyes opened again and watched as her legs opened to my sight and her shiny pussy was revealed to me. She blushed and smiled shyly. I was struck by the fact that they were both lying there looking at me and it seemed as though I was about to make love to them simultaneously. 

"Sara?" I asked as I slid down between her thighs, looking up at her between her boobs and Joni's caressing hands. "Are you OK?"

She purred, "Never better, Chris. Please, I can hardly wait for what's next."

I lowered my head, my eyes never leaving hers. I kissed the top of her mound and watched every minute reaction from Sara. Her eyes widened slightly as I moved down and paused at her clit but only breathed on it and she was holding her breath as I passed by. Joni whispered in her ear and her pelvis raised and I moved back to avoid contact. I shook my head and they both giggled. 

Sara settled back to the bed. Joni's hands were busy on Sara's tits and when Sara breathed again it was deeper and shaky. I laid several kisses on the inside of Sara's right thigh and worked my way down to where her butt and leg came together. I kissed across her butt and she giggled and then I kissed my way up the left thigh. Sara's legs were trembling when I returned to her pussy. 

I could smell her delicate aroma; it was lighter than both Eva's and Joni's, but somehow more fragrant. Finally I dipped my head down and licked the top of her slit and she moaned and thrust her pussy toward my face. Again, I moved back, shaking my head. This time her moan turned into a growl. I placed my thumbs on either side of her gushing slit and rubbed, pushing my thumbs together in the process and then quickly plunged my tongue into her gash as deeply as I could. She yelped, surprised at the sudden assault. I pulled back out and found her clit with my tongue, having slid my thumbs up to squeeze the nubbin as I licked it. 

I flicked my tongue quickly up and down and then back and forth over the top of her clit and suddenly she grabbed my ears and was using them to steer me where she wanted me. She pulled me up a little and I put my entire mouth over her mound and sucked while flicking my tongue over the clit repeatedly. She was grinding her cunt into my mouth, her butt off the bed, using her cheerleader's legs to drive herself into me. 

I slipped my hand down and plunged my thumb into her pussy and turned it so that I could rub her little rosebud with my middle finger. That was evidently the trigger because she screamed and pulled so hard that I thought she was going to tear my ears off. She pulled my head back and was humping my face with her streaming cunt. My nose was rubbing her clit and then popping into her cunt. 

I let her go and let her do what she wanted and needed. She rubbed all over my face for several long minutes until finally letting go and collapsing to the bed. I sat up and looked at Joni and Sara. Joni was beaming like a proud parent and Sara was lying there with her chest heaving as she came down from her orgasm. Sara's eyes were closed and Joni was still holding her breasts. 

Sara's eyes fluttered open and she smiled wearily at me. "Wow, Chris that was amazing." Then she glanced down into my lap. "Ohhh, you haven't gotten to cum, yet and I've cum, a lot."

I smiled, "If you're up to it, we can fix that!"

She grinned back at me, "Ooooh, there's more?"

Joni giggled, "Yes, there's more, if you'd like."

I said, "Hang on a second; I'll be right back...."

Sara said, "No Chris, it's OK, my doctor put me on birth control last year when I started having problems with my period. So, I'm safe....besides I want to feel the real you. But, before you start my next lesson..." she giggled briefly, "you need to kiss us, both of us."

I looked up at Joni and she was smiling like she couldn't stop. I noticed that she STILL had not released Sara's breasts. I leaned in to kiss Sara first and she grabbed my head again and pulled me to her and then aggressively thrust her tongue into my mouth. She flicked my tongue with hers and held me tightly to her. 

When she released me she giggled, "So THAT'S what I taste like! I kinda like it! Now you need to kiss Joni."

I smiled at Joni and then she reluctantly released Sara's tits and tenderly took my face in her hands. She kissed me deeply and pierced my lips with her tongue. We gently dueled with our tongues and she slowly withdrew from me, smiling. "I like the way you taste, too, Sara."

Sara blushed and giggled and said, "I'm ready now, Chris."

I settled between her legs and allowed my spear to barely pierce her petals and looked up to see her reaction. She had a blissful smile on her face as she turned her head to nestle in Joni's neck. She looked back at me and nodded to tell me to proceed before returning to Joni's loving embrace. Her wetness allowed me to smoothly penetrate her love canal and her warmth enveloped me. 

Holy shit, she was tight! I found bottom and held myself there momentarily. She sighed and pushed gently back at me with her hips, urging me to continue. I slowly withdrew until just the head was between her lips and once again she thrust at me impatiently. This time my own thrust was more forceful and our pelvises bumped together. This time I did not stop and quickly withdrew and then plunged again. 

We quickly found a rhythm that was both pleasurable and urgent, our sexes blending as nature intended. For long minutes we parried and thrust against each other as Sara's breathing became labored, her fine, pale skin flushed and perspiration beaded on her forehead. She looked beautiful and sexy and so very desirable. I felt the familiar tingle and I knew I was going to explode very soon.

"Sara," I said, panting, "I'm going to cum, please cum with me!"

"Ooooh, Chris, I already am, catch up with me!" Sara cried.

With that, I came and came and came, I poured myself into her, gripping her bottom and pressing myself as deeply into her as I could. I finished and crumpled onto her and I felt her arms and Joni's arms wrap around me. I picked up my head and kissed Sara and then Joni and wrapped my arms around the two of them. We lay there for a few minutes in the afterglow and soon Sara started to squirm.

"Chris," she whispered, "I don't mean to break up anything so sweet and nice, but, I'm getting a cramp."

Joni giggled and I laughed and let her up, withdrawing my still hard cock from its warm resting place. Sara sat up and stretched her legs and told Joni to move. Joni looked surprised but moved anyway. Sara took Joni's place with her back against the pillows and motioned for Joni to sit between her legs. 

Joni glanced at me and grinned; excited that everything for which she had hoped was happening. She snuggled down between Sara's legs and to my surprise, and judging from the expression on her face, to Joni's delight, Sara reached around and cupped Joni's heavy breasts in the same way that Joni had cupped hers. 

I crawled up to Joni and kissed Joni and then Sara. Then I moved down and nuzzled Sara's hand away from Joni's breast, catching a rock hard nipple between my teeth and nipping it. Joni growled her appreciation and held my head to her breast while I suckled. I moved down to her belly button and kissed it and then blew light raspberries on her stomach. She giggled and smacked me on the head. I worked my way down to her pussy and seeing how wet she was and how her lips had blossomed and were fully engorged I decided not to tease her but to plunge right in. I surprised her by not teasing her at all and as a result; her hips jerked and her pelvis smashed into my nose. That hurt like a son-of-a-bitch and brought tears to my eyes.

"Oh, Chris," Joni said, "I'm sooo sorry!"

"'s OK" I mumbled, my mouth full of pussy.

I nipped her clit with my teeth and then sucked her entire mound into my mouth, flicking her clit with my tongue, which I knew she enjoyed. Her breath had ratcheted up a notch and I also knew that she was close to cumming. I slid two fingers into her wet, hot gash and started to fuck her with those fingers as I flicked her clit. 

She started bucking against me and wailing that she was cumming and then suddenly she was quiet. I looked up to see Sara clamped down on Joni's mouth with her own in a deep kiss. Sara also had Joni's nipples firmly between her fingers squeezing and twisting.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 04



Joni tore away from the kiss, "Chris, are you ready? Can you fuck me? Please fuck me now!"

I sat up and my flagging cock apparently heard the urgency in her voice and responded by coming to complete and full attention. I slipped into Joni's familiar warmth and slammed home. 

"Oh God, Studley, Fuck me hard, fuck meeeee!" Joni wailed.

I started banging away with complete abandon, thrusting as hard as I could, as quickly as I could and as deeply as I could. Having just come I knew I was going to last a long time; I was watching Sara and Joni as they tried to kiss as I thrust away. Joni was having a difficult time keeping her head still enough to kiss Sara so I eased up a little to allow them to kiss. Joni finally met Sara's lips in a long, wet, kiss and withdrawing slowly from Sara's lips, she told me to stop, and so I did, wondering what was wrong. 

Joni sat up and then got on her hands and knees and told me to fuck her from behind, so I scooted up behind her and slipped right back into her velvety, smooth sheath, all the way to the hilt. As soon as I had a rhythm established Joni sank down to her elbows and did something that shocked Sara and drove me crazy. She dipped her head down and started lapping at Sara's pussy. Sara looked stunned but then Joni's tongue was obviously making a positive impression on Sara because her eyes glazed over, her nipples got hard again and she cupped her breasts, started playing with them and her skin was flushed all over. 

I was able to see a little of what Joni was doing and between the sight of her working on Sara, Sara's beautiful tits and Joni's smoking hot cunt gripping my rod, I boiled over more quickly than I thought I would. I pulled Joni's hips to me and ground my cock into her as deeply as I could and gasped that I was cumming. I then reached under Joni and found her clit and squeezed as I rubbed her little butthole with my other thumb. Joni started trembling and I knew she was cumming, too and then Sara collapsed on Joni's back in yet another orgasmic state. Joni finally eased forward off my cock and scooted up, rolled on her back and drew Sara into her arms. 

They kissed once again as I watched and then they each held an arm out to me and I crawled between them into a warm, inviting group hug and caress. They kissed each other, and then me then they both jumped out of bed, said something about the bathroom and ran from the room. I didn't move, I just lay there and marveled about what had just happened. They were gone for longer than I anticipated, so I assumed that they were discussing what had happened.

Sara came back in first and lay down on top of me, in my arms and kissed me gently and sweetly. "Thank you, Chris, that was everything I could have hoped for and more. Thank you for being so kind and gentle and loving and patient with me." She kissed me again.

When she rolled off me Joni was standing there with her hands on her hips. "What's this all about? Starting without me? Or are you trying to steal him away, Sara?"

"I, uhh, we, uhh, I, uhh, you," I stammered and Sara was pretty much in the same state.

Joni started laughing and said, "You guys are too easy!" She flopped down on the bed and lay down on my other side and then said, "I know what was going on and I want to thank you, too, Chris. I know you think this was an even trade, but it was not. I don't think Sara could have found anybody better to show her what real passion and kindness and loving can be like. Thank you Chris."

I was blushing furiously and had to get away for a moment. "Are you guys done in the bathroom? I need it now." I scrambled out of bed and all but ran into the bathroom, taking my embarrassment with me.

When I came out, they had their wraps on and were discussing food. "Food?!?!?" I exclaimed, "We're gonna eat?"

"We think pizza is a wonderful idea and it's our treat." Joni said. "You just need to answer the door, OK? 'Cause we're not getting dressed tonight."

"Works for me!" I said.

Joni said, "Please show Sara the phone, Chris. She needs to call her Mom and let her know that she'll be staying with me tonight, and then she's gonna call in the pizza, OK?"

"Sure." I answered. "Sara's Mom will be OK with her staying here?"

Sara shook her head and said, "I'll just tell her I'm staying with Joni, that'll be good enough. She won't think to ask where we're staying. My parents aren't nearly as open-minded as Joni's and wouldn't be happy."

"Oh, OK." I said. "There's a phone in my Mom's room, Sara." 

Sara walked out of the room and into my Mom's room, calling that she found the phone. She closed the door; I assumed it was to keep my voice from reaching her Mom. Joni patted the bed next to her and I sat down. She threw her arms around me and laid her head on my chest. 

"I really mean it when I say 'Thank You' Chris," Joni explained. "Sara really enjoyed what we did and she feels a whole lot better about guys. And, uhh, well, uhh...girls, too for that matter." Joni finished, blushing.

Sara walked in and said, "The pizza will be here in forty five minutes." She paused and looked at Joni's blushing visage, "What's with you, Joni?" 

"I, uhh, I was, uhh, thanking Chris again." Joni stammered.

"Uh-huh." Sara said skeptically. "Is that why you're blushing like a 19th century bride?"

If it was possible, Joni blushed an even deeper red. She stammered, "Sssara, I, I, I, wwwas tttelling Ccchris ththat yyyou wwwere fffeeeling bbbetter aaaaa, uhhh, aaabout bbboys."

"Uh-huh." Sara repeated, dryly. "Is that all?"

It was kind of funny seeing Joni on the spot after her aggressive pursuit of Sara and me. She looked at the floor and was silent for a moment. Sara walked over and knelt in front of her. She placed two fingers under Joni's chin and raised it so that each was looking directly into the eyes of the other. 

"Joni," Sara said softly, "what else?"

Joni dropped her head and mumbled something in response.

"Joni," Sara repeated, "what else? We couldn't understand you."

Joni raised her head and said, somewhat defiantly, "I told Chris that you really enjoyed what we did and you feel a whole lot better about guys......girls, too for that matter."

Sara smiled, "OK, what didn't you say?"

Joni blushed furiously again and shook her head.

"Joni, come on, tell me." Sara coaxed.

Joni lowered her head again and was momentarily silent. Then she raised her head and looked Sara in the eyes, "Sara, I really, I mean REALLY, liked loving you with my tongue. I don't want to stop and I hope you feel the same way." Her entire body was scarlet, now, her embarrassment was so thorough.

Sara smiled at Joni and leaned in and kissed her gently. "I love having you want me so completely Joni. I haven't tried loving you with my tongue, yet, but I intend to do just that before we go to sleep tonight. If it is half of what you seem to think it is, I'm your girl. Actually, I was thinking that I read about something some girls do in college and I think we ought to consider it." Her eyes were twinkling teasingly when she said the last.

Joni's eyes widened in surprise as Sara was talking and then narrowed with suspicion when she heard 'something some girls do in college'. "What do you mean, Sara?"

Sara smiled mischievously, "Girls like us make a pact to stay away from boys and the distractions of dating and take care of their needs among themselves. That way we can concentrate on our studies and being the best cheerleaders we can be. We probably won't spend as much money as we would have on clothes and makeup and stuff. What do you think?"

Joni was staring at Sara, shocked. "Sara, I've been having thoughts about you since you told me about, uhh, you know, at camp, and we hugged. I have a hard time believing you came up with this thing in the last few minutes. What's going on?"

Now it was Sara's turn to blush. "It's been longer than our conversation and hug at camp for me, though that hug did give me an idea that you might feel about me, the way I feel about you. Every touch, even during routines, every hug, every kiss hello and goodbye has thrilled me. I get soaking wet when I see you Joni. I figured that you knew all this time and just weren't interested. When you went down on me today I thought I was going to pass out I was sooo excited." Sara stopped, continuing to blush at her confession, her shining eyes never wavering from Joni's.

Joni, in a rare fit of speechlessness, stared at her friend. Finally, as Sara started to become uncomfortable and squirm under Joni's unspeaking gaze, tears started flowing from Joni's eyes and she lunged at Sara knocking her to the floor and engaging in a fierce hug. Joni released her grip on Sara just enough to crush her lips into Sara's. Joni held Sara tightly as she kissed her friend and newfound lover passionately. 

Joni pulled back from the kiss and looked deeply into Sara's eyes again, then with a little giggle started kissing Sara's face with small light kisses. Joni's hands crept from around Sara's back and found her little breasts with the pink, hot hard nipples. Sara moaned into Joni's mouth as Joni teased the nipples. 

Joni's hands continued down Sara's body until they came to rest on Sara's hipbones. I figured Joni was going to try her little thumb trick on Sara and I was right. Joni pressed into Sara's hips and Sara's butt bounced off the floor and their pussies jammed together. They moaned together as they started humping against each other. Joni withdrew from the kiss and rocked up onto her arms as Sara settled flat on the floor beneath her. Joni slowly ground her pelvis into Sara and Sara lay still watching Joni with a blissful smile on her face, and barely opened eyes. 

Sara reached up and pulled Joni's face down to hers once again and they kissed sweetly, slowly and gently. Joni allowed her head to slide down into the crook of Sara's neck and started gently kissing and licking there. Sara's eyes slowly closed as she encircled Joni with her arms and legs and they settled into a peaceful, gentle embrace.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 05



Thank you to my editor, drbob80, leftylooo and lancerinLA.

If you've been following along, this is the continuing story of Chris, Joni and Sara. If you haven't, you might want to look at the previous chapters to get a sense of the story. 

Thanks for reading.

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The ringing of the doorbell shattered the beauty and peace of the moment. Evidently, the pizza had arrived. Joni sat up and looked at me. "Chris, there is a wallet in my bag, would you bring it to me?"

I went and got her wallet and she handed me enough money for the pizza and the tip. I pulled on my trunks and went to answer the door. The pizza guy was not a guy, but a girl, Teddi Malone, with whom Joni, Sara and I had graduated. Teddi was about Joni's height, but with the biggest tits I had ever seen in my life. She was dressed in a delivery uniform intended to minimize her assets, but I knew the real deal.

I was surprised. "Teddi? What are you doing delivering pizza?" I asked.

She smiled and said, "Hi Chris. My dad bought Giovanni's last year and I've been working for him. My little brother usually does all the deliveries, but he's at football camp, so I'm stuck doing it until this weekend. It's wearing my ass out!" 

I laughed and said, "Well, at least football camp is only one week. It could be worse!"

"Yeah," she answered, "I could have to do this until I leave for school. Instead, I'll be done with it Friday and don't have to worry about it anymore." She smiled at me.

"That's cool," I answered.

"Hey, Chris," Joni's voice drifted down from upstairs. "Is that the pizza or not? We're starving!"

Teddi's eyes grew huge. "Is that Joni Williams?" She whispered. "And who is we?"

I just smiled. "Here's sixteen bucks, Teddi, that covers it right?"

She just nodded, handed me the pizza, took the money, and said, "I'll be free after eight every night." She smiled sweetly at me.

'OK, what the hell is happening to me?' I thought. 'Teddi is another hot girl that never looked at me in school and unless I'm misreading this, now SHE'S flirting with me! Where the fuck were these girls two years ago?'

Suddenly, she grabbed the pizza back and wrote a number on the box. "Call me, OK?"

"Teddi, I don't know if you know, but I'm leaving for the Navy a week from tomorrow." I explained. "I'm not sure we're gonna have time to get together."

She cocked her head to one side and then grinned. "You've got time for Joni and whoever, but you don't have time for me?"

"OK, I'm not making any promises, but I'll try." I said, "Is that good enough?"

"It'll have to do, big boy!" Teddi laughed and gave me a quick kiss, her tongue flashing into my mouth. "Have a good time tonight!" Then she was gone.

I stood there a little stunned, watching her ass sway to her car. I shook my head in wonder, I went into the kitchen and grabbed some sodas and paper plates and napkins and then went up the stairs loaded down with all that stuff. I was more stunned when I got to the bedroom to find Joni and Sara locked in a 69, Joni on top, of course.

"What? Did you guys get lonely?" I asked sarcastically. "Or are we practicing for cold nights at Marquette?"

I heard Joni snort with laughter and Sara giggle. A muffled, "We'll be with you in a minute Chris, we're both so close."

"Don't worry about me," I said as I stripped out of my trunks. "I like pizza and porn, and this is better. I can touch the stars of the scene."

I reached over and caressed Joni's ass and I heard her sigh. I decided I would help Sara with Joni so I got on my knees behind Joni and teased her little bottom with my dick. She giggled, squirmed, and pushed back at me. I withdrew my dick from her, leaned down, and licked her bottom and she squealed in delight and pushed back harder. I made my tongue into a little, tight roll and wriggled it into her little crinkle and she pushed back once again. I pulled away, Joni moaning her disappointment, and crawled around and found one of Sara's tiny boobs. Sucking it gently between my lips, I teased it with my tongue before softly nipping it between my teeth. Sara yelped and then sighed. I nipped a couple more times before grabbing the KY off the bedside table and moving back to Joni's butt.

I slathered her butt with the cold (She voiced her discontent with the coldness) gel before coating my throbbing rod. Getting back to my knees, I lined up and slowly pushed my dick deeply into her ass, Joni pushing back the entire time. Instead of fucking her and interrupting their coupling, I stayed deeply plugged in and just pulsed my dick. Joni soon started shuddering and I could feel her butt clenching around my cock in orgasm. I could see her reach around Sara's leg and start to work on Sara's cunt with her fingers along with her tongue and Sara soon followed Joni into orgasm. As soon as Sara started wiggling out from under Joni, I started fucking Joni's ass in earnest. Sara spun around and was kissing Joni and holding her as we fucked. After a couple of minutes, I felt my balls tighten up and the tingle start at the head of my dick and work its way down to my balls and then I was coming. I filled Joni's ass once again and then I pulled out, completely spent.

Joni fell forward into Sara's arms and they cuddled for a few minutes as I sat back on my heels. Finally, they scooted apart and held their arms out to me. I crawled between them and they each started peppering my face with kisses, and bumping into one another, they stopped kissing me for a moment and exchanged a deep kiss, open-eyed, staring into the eyes of the other. Then they returned to teasing me with tiny, light kisses and licks all around my face. 

Suddenly Joni pulled back. "Hey, isn't the pizza here?"

"Wham, Bam, Thank You, Chris?" I laughed.

Joni started laughing, too. "Yeah, something like that."

Sara said, "Huh? What did I miss?"

Joni said, "I'll explain it later, I think you had to be there."

"OK," Sara said slowly and suspiciously.

After I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, I got the stuff out and spread it out and we sat on the floor, naked and started to eat. For a little girl Joni went after food with such gusto that it made me laugh and I commented on her hunger. 

Joni narrowed her eyes and glared at me. "Watch it Studley, Sara and I may leave you to your own devices tonight!"

I threw up my hands, "I give, you win." 

She grinned and shook her head. We had each eaten several pieces of pizza in virtual silence before she stopped, looked at me and said, "Hey, what took so long to bring the pizza up?" Obviously, she had just remembered.

"Teddi Malone delivered it and we were talking." I said, not thinking much of it.

"Tits Malone? She was here? What did she say? Did she ask about me....us? Are you fucking her, too?" Joni rapid fired questions and her eyes filled with tears. 

"Joni? What's going on? What's the matter?" I was confused by Joni's obvious dismay.

Joni sat there crying and Sara scooted over and put her arms around Joni. Joni nestled into Sara's shoulder and just sobbed. I was speechless and just sat there.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. "Joni," I said softly. "Joni, what's wrong? What did I do?"

Joni sniffled and sobbed into Sara's shoulder before composing herself a little. She turned and laid her head on Sara's shoulder, Sara still holding her tightly. "Tits has always been jealous of me. Every year she tried out for cheerleading and every year she was the last cut. She was actually pretty good, but, there was always a balance issue with her tits in the pyramid kind of stuff. She's gorgeous and those tits make her stand out and Coach Kamen always wanted her to be in the squad, but Coach was afraid those tits were gonna get one of us hurt, so in the end, Tits ALWAYS got cut. For some reason, she started focusing on me as the source of her disappointment. If I liked a guy, Tits somehow got in between him and me. She managed to break up many of my friendships with girls, other than the girls on the squad, with mean, untrue stories or whatever. I've tried to talk to her, but she always turns up her nose at me. I was glad when we graduated because I was going to be done with her crap. She's going to Northwestern and I didn't think I needed to worry about her anymore. Now she's trying that shit with you."

"Geez, Joni, I'm sorry, I didn't know." I apologized.

She smiled sadly, "That's OK, you couldn't have known. Really, the reason you couldn't have known is because, as we talked about on the island, I didn't pay attention to you in school, so she didn't either. I'm not trying to be mean, but that's the way it was in school, for her. Answer a question for me, OK? Be as honest as you can with yourself and me."

"Sure," I said, "whatever you want to know."

"When she came to the door, did she show any real attraction to you BEFORE she heard my voice? Or did she come onto you after I yelled?" Joni was looking straight into my eyes and smiled as she saw the realization that she was right dawn in my eyes.

"After." I mumbled.

Joni smiled and crawled over to me. She hugged me and said sadly, "Don't worry about it, Studley. I know those tits, that beautiful dark hair and the smile with the big dimples are hard to resist, so if you want to, go for it."

"Joni," I said, "I don't want to be somebody's revenge fuck. I won't be seeing her. Besides, she doesn't hold a candle to you. Every time I look at you, I can't believe that we are together and you take my breath away."

Joni pulled back, looked into my eyes again, seeing the truth there, with tears flowing down her cheeks, hugged me again and knocked me to the floor kissing and hugging me. Sara jumped in and they both were kissing and hugging me. It was awesome with all the skin sliding together and I was getting excited again. Joni felt my excitement and grinned at me evilly.

'Uh-oh,' I thought, 'I know that look, what now?'

"Do we like this Chris?" Joni asked sweetly, rubbing her silky skin against mine, but with that evil glint in her eye.

"Uh-huh." I answered.

She glanced at Sara, some sort of unspoken communication took place, and together they slid down my body. Then Joni looked up at me and said, "No touching Studley, Sara and I will do all the touching. If you touch, we stop, understood?"

I nodded, mute.

Joni leaned across and deeply kissed Sara. They then turned and put their cheeks together and smiled lovingly at me before dipping to my stomach. They kissed my stomach together before Sara started moving toward my chest and Joni started moving in the opposite direction. Sara found my left nipple with her tongue and bathed it repeatedly, and then she started blowing cool breath on it, making it painfully hard. She finished with the left and then repeated her actions on the right, making it just as hard. Going back to the left, I thought she was going to merely repeat her actions, but I was surprised when she first teased it and then swung her leg over my chest and rubbed her pussy on my erect nipple. The feeling was exquisite; my nipple bathed in Sara's sweetness and molded into her soft, warm, smooth pussy. I raised my chest trying to make my nipple go deeper into the warmth.

Joni raised her head and said, "Hey, no touching!"

I just moaned, "My hands haven't left the bed, I'm just pushing back."

Joni giggled, "Uh-huh."

Sara continued to hump herself against my chest, her sweet nectar running all over. She slid to the other side, leaving a trail behind and started to repeat the process. This time, however, she slipped down, found the edge of my ribcage, and started humping furiously against the bony edge of my ribs, her breath coming in hard gasps. It sounded and looked like she was getting close to an orgasm as she flung her head back and closed her eyes, and increased the speed of her frenzied humping. Her body started shaking and her mouth closed into the shape of an 'O' and she started whispering 'oh, oh, oh, oh', before collapsing onto me. She slipped down and lay beside me, her head on my shoulder, kissing my neck.

In the meantime, Joni had slithered down and had gently encircled my throbbing member with her soft hand. She held it straight up from my body and kissed and licked around the base, but didn't touch the shaft with her mouth. She moved up to the head and just breathed hotly on the tip making me moan in anticipation of a tongue touch that never came. She moved away and my anticipation changed to disappointment. Next, she let go of my rod and it slapped against my belly. She moved to my thighs kissing and licking as she went all the way to my knees before moving to my other leg. I moaned in anticipation again as she started back up towards my waiting, throbbing tool. Again, she stopped; my frustration mounting. Joni reached between my legs and forced them apart. She moved between my open thighs and onto her knees. She leaned forward and brushed her nipples across my cock, her face brushing against Sara's back and I heard her kissing Sara's ass as Sara rubbed herself on me. I had never felt anything like it and thrust my hips towards her chest, she giggled and easily moved away. My hips settled back to the floor and she repeated brushing her nipples on my cock. I bucked again and she moved away again. I was concentrating so hard on Joni's tits that I was ignoring Joni's hands. They had found their way to my butt, between my cheeks and a finger was tickling my asshole. It startled me and my hips bounced, once again off the floor.

Joni giggled, "Something bothering you, Studley?"

"No," I murmured, "I was surprised, that's all."

"Uh-huh." Joni replied.

Suddenly she moved away, she retrieved something from the bed and came back. She showed me the KY jelly and giggled when my eyes bugged out of my head.

"I'm gonna try something," she said, throwing my words back at me. "If you don't like it, we'll stop, but I think you're going to love it. Do you want to try something new?" 

What could I say? "Uh-huh." I mumbled.

"I've done a little reading, too, Studley. This should make you cum harder than you ever have in your life, so relax and enjoy it." Joni was enjoying my trepidation and discomfort immensely.

She greased up her fingers (Yeah, fingers, like in multiple), reached down, and started tickling my ass. I didn't exactly move away, but, I didn't exactly welcome her fingers, either. She leaned down and took the crown of my, now flagging, cock in her mouth. Once again, she swirled her tongue around and my cock responded by regaining the full measure of hardness. Joni slowly moved her lips down my cock and the warm sensation made me momentarily forget her intent. My memory, actually all of me, was jolted by the soft, gentle intrusion of her fingertip into my ass. My hips jerked and Joni was ready for it and pulled her head back. 

"Easy, Studley," Joni admonished me. "I told you to relax. Take it from me; you REALLY need to be relaxed for this."

My butt eased back down to the floor. Sara, trying to be helpful, started kissing my neck and then moved to my chest. Joni lowered her head and found my purple helmet again. Between Joni's soft lips on my cock and Sara's on my nipples, I relaxed as I enjoyed their touch. As soon as Joni felt my body relax, she continued insinuating her finger into my ass. This time, I was ready and relaxed and it didn't surprise me at all. She matched her pace with her mouth on my cock with the steady rhythm of her finger in my ass. Surprisingly, it was a very pleasant, erotic feeling. She continued for several minutes as my hips began matching her actions, then she wormed another finger into my ass and began lightly scraping her teeth on the skin of my cock. 

Sara returned to my lips and began a long, slow, deep kiss and if I didn't know any better, I'd swear that they had done this a lot, they were that much in tune with one another. The combination of the passion of the kiss and Joni's loving tongue and lips were starting to bring me closer to the edge. Joni's fingers just added to the feeling that my entire body was involved in the lovemaking. I felt Sara's hand slide down my body and gently cup my balls before slipping back up to circle my cock. She then matched Joni's pace in a feathery touch on my dick, before sliding her chest over my face and presenting a hard nipple to my greedy lips. I sucked and licked and nipped at the long protrusion from her chest. Sara withdrew to my momentary disappointment before sliding the other nipple in front of my lips, which I immediately attacked. She only left it there for a minute before again withdrawing. I moaned again while she was seemingly gone completely. Then, suddenly there was her dripping pussy in front of my face. I plunged my face hungrily into her wetness and she responded by grinding herself into my mouth.I licked and sucked and nibbled and she kept pushing down on my face. Her excitement was increasing my own excitement and Joni reacted to my response by increasing her attention to my dick. I could feel the additional saliva that she allowed to bathe my cock and her speed on my cock and in my asshole subtly increased. My hips were driving into her mouth and my cock erupted like never before as she sucked and slurped up my spend. 

Joni had been right, the intensity of the orgasm was beyond anything I had ever felt. I finally ignored the rules and grabbed Sara's hips and pulled her hard to my face, viciously assaulting her soaking pussy. I reached around behind and underneath her, thrust my thumb into her churning cunt, and tried to find her G-spot. I don't know whether I did or not, but whatever I did was right because she squealed that she was cumming and drove her cunt hard into my face, repeatedly jamming her clit against my nose, before crumpling on top of me. I lay still for a moment and then gently tried to move her off me as I was having difficulty breathing. I succeeded in moving her limp body to the side and the first thing I saw was Joni's beautiful radiant, smiling face. I held my arms open, she flung herself into them, and we shared Sara's cum and mine in a mash of lips and tongues.

Joni settled down into my arms after the kiss and then turned her head and looked at Sara. "Do you think we killed her?" Joni giggled.

"Probably not," I said, "but I think we ought to get her into the bed, along with us."

Joni slipped off to the side and let me sit up. I looked at Sara and she was out. I got to my knees and slipping my arms under her, picked her up and laid her to one side of the bed. I covered her with the sheet and kissed her on the forehead, before turning to look at Joni. There were tears shining in her eyes.

"Joni?" I asked, "What's wrong?" I wrapped her into my arms.

She shook her head and sniffled into my chest. "Nothing, that was just so sweet. I'm getting unhappy that you're gonna be leaving."

"Joni," I said gently, "We talked about this."

"I know," she mumbled, "but it doesn't have to make me happy."

I just nodded and told her we needed to lie down. She wanted to lie in the middle next to Sara, so I shrugged and let her climb in first. She asked me to turn the light on in Mom's bathroom so Sara could see if she needed to go in there in the middle of the night, so I did. Joni settled into my arms and we drifted off to sleep.

I slept soundly all night, my dreams were now a jumble of Eva, Joni and Sara. I slept quite happily and contentedly with my memories and dreams. I knew that Joni was folded neatly in my arms and that knowledge added to my happiness. I was still asleep, but drifting towards wakefulness when I felt Joni move away. In my semi-awake state, I figured she was headed to the bathroom, but I became aware that she hadn't left the bed. I opened my eyes and saw Joni on her knees between Sara's legs. I lifted my head slightly to see better and saw Joni's eyes flicker in my direction. She slightly shook her head, which I took to mean that she didn't want me to move and disturb Sara. I watched the beautiful coupling unfolding before me, the best I could from my position on the bed. Joni was kissing along the inside of Sara's thighs and it looked like she was barely grazing the skin, teasing Sara with her tongue and lips. I glanced at Sara's face and her eyes were closed with a blissful smile. I looked back down at Joni and she was continuing to tease, licking and kissing around Sara's pussy, but never making direct contact.




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Joni pulled her head back and whispered, "Sara, sweetie, show me what you like. Show me how you touch yourself."

I immediately looked at Sara's face and her eyes flew open in surprise. She shook her head, no and then said, "But, I've never done that."

Joni responded softly, "Come on, you can do it. Just do what feels good."

Sara lay very, very still for a long few moments before her right hand crept down her belly and stopped just shy of her pubis. Joni whispered more words of encouragement and finally Sara's hand continued its journey. Slowly at first, Sara made small circles around her clit, teasing herself. As she got into it, the speed and pressure she was using and the depth into her folds, increased until she was slipping her middle and ring fingers into herself. I could hear the slurping sounds of her fingers deep in her wetness, the slap of her palm against her clit and smell as her sweet, delicate fragrance filled the air. I looked back at Sara's face, her eyes had closed again, and the sweet, blissful smile seemed deeper and more radiant. I looked back down and Sara's hips had risen from the bed and were straining toward the ceiling. Her entire body was shaking and her hand was a blur. Finally, she flopped back to the bed, her body flushed, and her breathing deep and ragged. 

Her hand fell to the side and Joni picked up where Sara had left off, sucking Sara's clit between her lips and sucking it deeply into her lips and then nipping it with her teeth. Joni was taken by surprise when Sara's hips bounced off the bed and her pubic bone smashed into Joni's nose. I snickered when Joni jerked her head back, tears in her eyes. Been there, done that, hurts like a son-of-a-bitch. Joni glared at me but I couldn't help it, I just laughed. After a moment, she started laughing also. Meanwhile, Sara had sat up and was tugging at Joni's shoulders pulling her up into a kiss. Joni scooted into Sara's lap and folded herself into Sara's arms, wrapping her legs around Sara's butt. They kissed for a couple of minutes then rolled off the bed and announced they were headed for the bathroom. I did the same. As I was relieving myself, I heard the shower start in the other room, so I figured I should shower, too.

I came out wrapped in a towel and lay down on the bed. They were in the bathroom for a long time and I figured I was missing out on something good. I was wrong. They came out, hair done and completely dressed.

"Aren't you ready?" They asked simultaneously.

Here we go again, "What did I miss this time?"

"You're taking us to breakfast," again simultaneously.

"OK," was my only response. I went to my room, got dressed and was back out in five minutes.

When we walked out to the car, they brought their things with them, so I knew our time together was done, at least for now. We had a nice breakfast, and Joni said they wanted to go to her house. When we arrived, I got their stuff out and Sara threw her arms around my neck and thanked me again and went into the condo.

I turned to Joni and she put her arms around my waist and looked me in the eyes. "Studley, you were everything I could have hoped for, for Sara, yesterday. Thank you for that. Sara and I talked while we were in the bathroom. We want to take a couple of days to ourselves to see what she and I are all about. I want you to call me Tuesday so we can talk, OK? We also talked about Tits Malone. Sara thinks that since we're leaving you on your own for a couple of days, I should release you from your promise."

"Joni," I said, "I told you I didn't want to be somebody's revenge fuck."

Joni grinned, "Don't you see? This is better than that. You know going in what it is, I know going in what it is. So, it's nothing but a good fuck opportunity for you. The only thing I ask is that if you do it; just let her know when you're done with her that you knew what it was all about, so that she feels like the whore she is. OK?"

"I don't know," I said dubiously, "I'm not sure I can do that."

"Yes, you can, Studley," Joni said, reaching down and fondling my cock. "Just let him do the thinking for you, like most guys. I know you're not most guys, but, just this once do it for me, OK? Just think of those magnificent tits and that tight little ass."

Finally, I said, "I'll think about it. But, no promises."

Joni turned on one of her dazzling smiles and made my knees weak with a kiss. She grabbed her suitcase and walked towards the condo. "Just remember, Studley, she only gets you until Tuesday night, then you're mine again." 

I stood next to the car shaking my head. Finally, I got in and went home. I spent a couple of hours cleaning up the condo, opening every window in the house because when I walked in as the sex aroma was knee buckling. When I finally I got to the pizza box with Teddi's phone number, I sat down, and stared at it, wondering what I should do. Just then, the telephone rang, startling me. I answered it and it was my Mom. 

"Hi, Mom," I said, "What's goin' on?"

"Your sister called and Jake just got assigned another project." Mom started explaining what she wanted. "It's kind of mean of the company to do this, since he's supposed to be on vacation, but since he's already there, they want him to do it. He's going to be stuck out there for another two weeks and he needs some stuff shipped to him. Could you come, pick it up, and take it to the shipper for me? I found it all and packed it, but now I can barely move the box. I'll fix you a real nice dinner, honey."

I laughed, "You don't need to bribe me Mom. Of course, I'll do it. But, I'm going to hold you to the dinner offer."

She laughed, "OK, your stomach makes most of the decisions for you. Doesn't it?"

'Not anymore.' I thought. 'That process is being handled by an altogether different body part, now.'

"Yeah, Mom," I answered, instead, "I'll be there in a little while. What's Patti doing? Is she staying the whole two weeks?"

"No, she's going to fly back this afternoon." Mom said. "That's another thing. Could you pick her up at the United terminal?"

"Yeah," I said, "I'll pick her up on the way to her house and then pick up the box for Jake. What time?"

"Her flight gets in about four," Mom answered. 

"OK," I said, "We'll see you about five."

"Chris?" Mom said with a question in her voice.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"What's going on with Joni?" Mom asked softly.

"We've seen each other a little and had some fun." I tried not to say much.

"Is it going OK?" Mom sounded concerned. "No emotional stuff?"

I hesitated just a heartbeat too long.

"Christopher Adam Peters!" Mom said sternly, "What have you done?!?"

"Mom, it's OK." I tried to be reassuring. "I was just trying to think of how best to describe this thing between Joni and me. She has formed a little attachment to me, to us, and she's sad that I'm going to be leaving."

"Chris, I told you!" Mom sounded pissed.

"I know, Mom." I tried, once again, to be reassuring. "I've spoken with Joni about this several times and with her Mom, too. They both understand, but that doesn't mean they're completely happy about it."

Mom sounded startled, "You spoke to Joni's Mom about this?"

"They're very close, Mom." I explained, "Joni tells her parents everything and Mrs. Williams wanted an explanation and I gave it to her. I included what happened to Lisa, Patti and Traci and those jerks they were dating. I told her that I didn't think it was a good idea for Joni to wait for me. I also told her that I cared for Joni too much to ask Joni to go through the heartache of waiting because that would make her miss too much fun in school. Mrs. Williams said she understood, but was unhappy that I wasn't going to be around because Joni has been so happy in the little time we've been together and she thought I would make Joni very happy in the long run."

Mom was very quiet. "Mom, are you still there?"

"Chris, I'm very proud of you." Mom said quietly. "You were honest and up front and you've obviously been treating Joni well. I'm sorry for doubting you."

'Geez, if Mom only knew what was going on.' I thought. 'She'd freakin' kill me.'

"Thanks, Mom." I said, "I'll see you about five." I hung up.

I called Danny and Eva answered. She sounded so sad; I thought my heart would break. Danny was fishing with his Dad and they wouldn't be back until later this week. 

"Eva?" I asked gently, "Are you OK?"

"I'll be fine, Chris," she said softly, "I just miss seeing you."

"But, you told me to stay away," I protested. "I'm just doing what you asked."

"I know." Eva said even more quietly, "But, I didn't know how much I would miss you, Chris. I'll get over it, soon, I'm sure."

"Do you want me to come over now?" I asked, somewhat hopefully.

"NO!" Eva said firmly and loudly.

I was startled. "I, I, I didn't mean anything, Mrs. P! I just thought I would keep you company."

Eva calmed and said, "I'm sorry. I know you were trying to be nice, but I just don't trust myself to be alone with you, right now."

"OK," I said miserably. "If you need anything while Danny and Mr. P are gone, please let me know. By the way, when are they going to be home? I hope I get to see Danny before I leave on Saturday."

"They should be home on Thursday." Eva answered. "Why don't you plan on being here for dinner, Thursday evening, about 7:00? That way you and Danny can spend one last evening together. You're probably going to want to spend Friday with Joni...and Sara? Am I right?"

"Ssssara?" I stammered.

Eva giggled. "You don't think I missed the three of you going into your house about noon yesterday and not coming out until this morning, did you?"

I was stunned into speechlessness. 

"Cat, or should I say, pussy got your tongue?" Eva was laughing hard now. "Chris, are you still there?"

"Yes." I said.

"I'm teasing, you know." Eva said softly. 

"Yeah, I know." I mumbled.

"All kidding aside, I think it's great that you and Joni and Sara are having fun." Eva said encouragingly. "But, where are they today?"

"They're spending a couple of days at Joni's." I said quietly.

"Oh!" Eva said, surprised. "Is there more to their friendship than I know?"

I said nothing. 

"Chris?" Eva said.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"I asked..." Eva started.

"I heard what you asked." I said softly.

Eva paused, waiting for more information that wouldn't come. "Chris, are you going to answer me?"

"No." I said simply.

"No, there isn't more? Or, no, you're not going to answer me?" Eva pressed.

"Mrs. P. ...." I started.

"Chris, when it's just you and me, it's Eva." She said quietly.

"OK, Eva," I said, "I will not reveal ANY information about ANYBODY with whom I am friends, special or otherwise. That includes Danny, Steve, Moose, Joni, Sara and you."

Eva was quiet for a long moment. "I understand," she said softly, "thank you."


I smiled, even though she couldn't see it. "Thank you for understanding."

Eva finally giggled again, softly. "Gee Chris; you're just not a normal eighteen year old guy, are you?"

"Having three older sisters will do that to a guy." I said.

She giggled again and said, "Yes, I suppose it would."

"You sound a little better, happier, Eva." I said quietly. "Are you?"

"Yes, I am; thank you Chris." Eva said. "You always make me feel better."

"Good, I'll see you Thursday, OK?" I said.

"OK sweetie. I'll see you then." She hung up.

I called Steve's house and no one answered. I hung up and sat there for a few minutes, thinking that this day was sucking out loud. Joni and Sara were together without me, Danny and his dad were God knows where in the great north woods, Eva didn't want to see me, Moose was at school and Steve had been MIA since we went skating last week. I looked down at the pizza box and Teddi's phone number. I carried it down to the kitchen and found a notepad and pen. I wrote down the number and then threw the box away. I packed up all the trash and took it out to the dumpster. Even though I had taken a shower earlier, I felt a little sweaty, so I took another one. I put on a pair of boxers and loose fitting shorts and a tee shirt. When I got done it was almost time to leave for the airport. I got in the car and Joni's essence was still strong. I took a few minutes to scrub the seat and I sprayed some air freshener. It didn't seem too bad, but I kept the windows open, anyway. 

I left for the airport and as I drove I thought about Patti. She's only six years older than I am and was a real hottie in high school. Patti is tall, about the same height as me, with perfect "C" cup tits and an ass to die for. She had a long lean tennis players body, was, and is very, very fit. In thinking about her now, I realized that, other than height, she and Joni were similar in appearance and maybe that was why Joni appealed to me so strongly. 

When I pulled up in front of the Delta terminal, Patti walked out. Talk about perfect timing. I jumped out and grabbed her bags and threw them in the trunk and quickly got back into the car. Patti leaned into the car and smiled at me. Patti then jumped in and looked at me funny as she sniffed the air. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Thanks for coming to get me, Squirt." Patti said, "I really didn't want a cab ride home. I just didn't feel like listening to a cabbie jabbering at me all the way home."

I pulled out into traffic and glanced at her. She looked sad and sat very still with her hands in her lap. 

"Patti?" I said, "What's wrong? You look so sad."

"Jake and I have been having problems," Patti said. "He hasn't touched me in months and I thought this vacation would help."

"Why, what's his problem?" I asked.

"If he would tell me, we could work it out." She sniffed. "But he just keeps saying it's nothing, don't worry about it and then changes the subject."

"I'm sorry, Sis, I wish there were something I could do." I sympathized.

"It's OK, but enough about me." She smiled, "Mom told me about Joni, have you been seeing her?"

"Yes, I have," I said, "I think it's been going well."

"So things are going well?" She smirked, "Does that mean that little brother is getting some?"

I know I turned red, I could feel it. But, I did not say anything, I just smiled.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Patti pressed.

"Not about that." I said emphatically. "I don't kiss and tell, not even for my hot sister."

She blushed and giggled. "You think I'm hot? But, I'm the mother of two little boys."

"Patti, trust me, you're in the top four of the hottest women that I know. Believe me; all of my top four are interchangeable." I said.

She smiled with closed eyes, "So, I'm equal to Joni and Mrs. Petrovic?"

"Mrs. PPPP?" I stammered. "WhWhWhat dddo yyyou mmmean?"

"Anybody that's seen you within a mile of her knows how you feel, Squirt!" Patti smiled. "You have looked at her with puppy love; maybe I should say lust, ever since you and Mom moved in there. It's like you know when she's in the vicinity, like you can smell her. You go on full alert and stare at her. It's actually kind of sweet and funny."

I was humiliated, I had no idea I had been so transparent for all this time. "But, why didn't Mom say anything?"

"Because she knew nothing would ever happen, so she felt it was harmless." Patti explained.

Something clicked as Patti was talking. "Patti, you said Mom knew nothing would happen. You didn't say you GUESSED Mom thought nothing would happen. Have you guys discussed this?"

Patti blushed and giggled. "We have talked about you and your crushes for a long time. Mom was worried that you would never date. I told her to be patient, that you would be OK. You're a good guy Chris, girls just sometimes take a while to notice 'good guys'. That's what I told Mom."

"Oh," I said and then I thought about Eva and blushed.

Patti saw the blush and her eyes narrowed and she asked, "What, or should I say who, are you thinking about?"

"So Jake won't talk about it at all?" I said, trying to deflect the line of questioning and nudge her into talking more about her and Jake.

She didn't say anything and I looked up at her face. Her eyes were shiny with tears and she was trembling. I pulled over, put the car in park, scooted over and took her in my arms. Her head buried in my chest and she sobbed deeply. We stayed like that for a long time as she cried herself out. I held her tightly and kissed the top of her head. Her sobbing slowed until she would just hitch-sob. Finally, she wriggled away from my arms and smiled sadly at me. 

"Thanks, Chris. I needed a good cry before I got home." Patti snuffled. 

"Are you OK?" I asked. I was concerned for her, and hoping that she would forget her question. I was wrong.

"I'm fine, but, Squirt, you have avoided my question long enough," Patti said, crossing her arms over her chest like the Mom she was. "Who were you thinking about when you blushed? Was it Mrs. Petrovic or was it Joni?" Her eyes widened as a thought crossed her mind. "Mom's been gone over a week, the car smells like aroused pussy, I just need to know, have you fucked them both?"

I had to be purple, my face and ears were so hot. I hated this kind of questioning from my sisters or my Mom. I could play it cool with anybody but them, they always saw through me. I knew this about myself and I always worked hard to avoid these situations but here I was in a car, in public with Patti zeroing in on the one subject about which I did not want to, nor should, in Eva's case, talk. I tried to sit mute, looking everywhere but at Patti, but she was having none of it.

She stared at me for a moment before blurting, "Oh my God, you have fucked them both, haven't you? Chris, how in the world did you get the pants off your friend's mother?"

I suppose because she left the door open and it was so easy that I just had to say it. "It was simple, she wasn't wearing any." I just grinned.

Patti stared at me, in shock, for a minute before she started laughing. "You little shit! She's old enough to be your mother! How did you do it?"

"OK, we're never going to talk about this again, Patti-cakes," I said using a nickname from my childhood. I always got my way with her when I used it; she just melted when she heard it. "I'll explain a little, now, but never again, and you must promise to tell no one, especially Mom. I meant it when I said I don't kiss and tell, but I know you won't give up and I can't have you asking questions in front of Mom. Mrs. P. doesn't deserve to get in trouble because my big sister can see through me."

"Fair enough." Patti said.

"Eva apparently found my desire for her cute at first. As I grew up she found it more appealing as a woman that I found her so desirable." I explained, trying to be as accurate as possible, without going into lurid details. "Anyway, I just think it was perfect timing, she was feeling vulnerable, and I believe she truly loves me. We had one perfect evening; she didn't let me spend the night and told me when I left that it wouldn't happen again. I have tried not to be around her since, frankly, because it hurts to look at her and I think it hurts her to see me. Anyway, even though she's technically old enough to be my mother, she's only sixteen years older than me, so we could make it work if we wanted to."

Patti's mouth was hanging open. "Was she your first?"

I grinned, "Yes, for a lot of things, including THAT! No more questions, OK?"

She just nodded. I turned around and settled in behind the wheel and she scooted over next to me again. I put my arm around her and she snuggled in and put her right arm around my chest and her left hand trailed on my leg. She tickled my leg and giggled and I drove toward her house. We rode in silence, enjoying the close sibling contact. As we approached her street, I told her and she sat up and slid over to her side, smiling wistfully at me.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 05



We pulled up in the driveway and as we got out of the car, Jeremy and Gavin came tearing out of the house and flew into their Mom's arms. They actually knocked her down and were crawling all over her, kissing, hugging and laughing. It really was very sweet. They were two and four and evidently had missed their Mom a lot. Patti was laughing and tickling them and hugging them, her skirt had ridden up, and her panties were on display. Mom was trying to reach in and pull the skirt down to cover up Patti, but Patti was really into it with the boys and it was hopeless. Mom finally surrendered and stood between Patti and the street. I thought it was pretty funny, laughed and Mom glared at me. I just shrugged and carried Patti's luggage into the house. The box of Jake's stuff was in the middle of the living room and I picked up and carried it to the car, putting it in the trunk. I looked at my watch and realized I could get it to the shipping store tonight if I left immediately, otherwise it wouldn't leave until Monday. I told Mom and assured her I would be right back. I got it to the place as the UPS truck pulled up and ran inside with it. Fortunately, the UPS guy was sympathetic and waited while they got it written up. I profusely thanked all of the people in the store, including the UPS guy and then went back to Patti's house. Patti was in the living room when I got there and the boys were still all over her. Her appearance was as if she had been through a battle and she looked at me with more than a little desperation.

I said, "Hey guys, do you want to go out back and play in your fort?"

They immediately jumped off Patti and raced through the house and into the backyard. Patti came over, hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek, whispering in my ear, "Thanks Squirt, I owe you one." Then she went up to her room.

I went out to the backyard, passing through the kitchen as I went. Mom smiled at me and said, "That was sweet of you to help Patti out like that." She reached out her arms for a hug, so I walked up and hugged her. 

I just said, "She looked more than a little overwhelmed. It was the least I could do." Mom kissed me on the cheek.

I ran the boys through their paces in the fort and on the swings, until they finally said they wanted to go in. I loved my nephews, but they were a handful. I figured Mom and Patti would appreciate it if the boys were tired out. I met Patti at the back door as she was coming to call us for dinner. Mom took the boys and got them cleaned up as I did the same in the kitchen. 

Patti walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Thanks," she whispered, "I was not ready for the attack of the killer toddlers. You saved me." I turned around and put my arms around her waist and she tilted her face up for a kiss. I happily obliged. 

She stepped away as Mom walked into the kitchen. Mom had that puzzled look on her face, as Patti was still standing pretty close. Patti recognized that Mom was uncomfortable and she said, "I just gave Chris a hug and kiss for saving me from the boys earlier. I told him I really needed to catch my breath." 

Mom visibly relaxed and said, "Oh, OK."

Patti went over to help the boys get into their seats and I noticed what she was now wearing for the first time. She had on bright white, short-shorts that just covered her ass cheeks. The funny thing was that they fit so well that they didn't ride up when she bent over. Patti came over and sat beside me. Gavin was on her other side and Mom had Jeremy beside her chair. Mom turned around with the food and seemed startled that Patti was sitting beside me, but didn't say anything. She put the food on the table and I got excited. 

"Beef stroganoff!" I said, elated. "Mom that's great!" Mom's beef stroganoff was the best, I really enjoyed it, but she didn't make it for us very often.

We ate dinner and Patti told us all about the trip, keeping any mention of Jake to a minimum. If Mom noticed, she didn't say anything. We finished with dinner and I helped Mom clear the table. Patti was taking the boys to bed; they had both fallen asleep on their plates. Patti came back and Mom served a homemade chocolate cake with cocoanut frosting, another favorite. When we were done, I was stuffed, Mom's home cooking was truly great. We went out to the patio after the dishes were done and sat for a few minutes and then I said I was going to go home.

Mom said, "Why? Do you have a hot date?" She and Patti both giggled.

"No, but, I thought about making a call to set one up." I said.

Patti looked upset and Mom smiled. "Are you going to call Joni?"

"No, she and Sara have plans for a couple of days." I answered. 

"Ok," Mom said, "who are you going to call?"

"I ordered a pizza the other night and Teddi Malone delivered it." I explained. "She left me her number, so I thought I'd call her."

Mom looked at Patti and then back at me. "Where were these girls when you were in school?"

I just shrugged.

Patti said, "Why don't you call her from here? Then you could stay the night. The boys would love to see Uncle Chris in the morning and I will make up the fold out sofa in the family room, downstairs."

"OK." I said and went to the phone.

I dug Teddi's number out of my wallet and called her. She answered the call on the first ring. "Teddi? It's Chris Peters, how are you?"

Teddi squealed into the phone and I jumped. I certainly wasn't expecting that. "Chris, I've been waiting for you to call. I'm so glad you did."

"Uhh, Teddi?" I said slowly, "Would you like to go out tomorrow night?"

Teddi sounded disappointed. "I thought you were calling to go out tonight,"

"Gee, I'm sorry, Teddi," I said, "but I'm at my sister's house in Wauwatosa and my Mom and sister want me to spend the night, so I can see my nephews again in the morning."

Teddi's voice, when she responded, sounded much brighter. "Oh, you're at your sister's house, huh? I understand that. I'll get my Dad to let me out early tomorrow, so pick me up at my house at about 7:00, OK?"

"Sure, Teddi," I answered, "I'll see you then."

"I'm really, really, looking forward to it, Chris. Bye!" Teddi hung up.

I set the receiver down and turned around and Mom and Patti were standing there listening. Mom looked pleased and Patti had a funny look on her face.

Mom said, "That sounded like it went well."

"Yeah, we're going out tomorrow night." I said, looking at Patti.

Patti just stared at me for a minute and then turned and went out the back door to the patio. Mom looked at Patti's back and then looked at me and, shaking her head, followed Patti out the door. I shrugged and followed Mom. We sat out back as the sun set and it cooled off. Finally, after many yawns Mom said she was going to bed. She paused, looked at Patti and me, shook her head, once again, kissed Patti and then me on the top of our heads and then headed off to bed. Patti just sat and stared at me for the longest time and then she too, headed off to bed. She stopped, kissed my cheek and left. I sat for a few more minutes, enjoying the growing coolness of the evening, but then the bugs started to find me. I went downstairs and Patti had made up the sofa bed as she had promised. I stripped down to my boxers and lay down in bed. I turned off the lights and it was very dark. I fell asleep quickly, but awoke several times. I finally drifted off to sleep for the final time dreaming of Joni, Eva and Sara.

I woke up with the boys climbing all over me. "Unca Chris, Unca Chris! Mommy said you take us swimmin'! Go now! Go Now!"

I was barely awake, I opened my eyes, they were in my face, and I saw Patti standing behind them and laughing. I struggled to sit up as they were hanging on me. Jeremy was literally sitting on my head and Gavin was glued to my chest. I looked at Patti as she was laughing so hard tears were running down her cheeks. 

I glared at her, "Nice way to wake up!"

She got her breath enough to say, "Hey, you started this a long time ago when you got them stirred up every time you saw them. They're just doing what you taught them. Breakfast is ready when you are."

I grumbled and she laughed as she walked up the stairs. I struggled to get dressed as their relentless attack continued. I walked up the stairs with Gavin hanging onto my leg and Jeremy hanging on my back. Mom and Patti laughed as I staggered into the kitchen.

Mom said, "Paybacks are heck, aren't they, Chris?"

"Yeah, Patti pointed out that I'm getting what I deserve." I answered. We sat down at the table after Patti peeled the boys off and put them in their seats. "What's this about swimming?"

"I need to talk to Mom and I could use some peace and quiet," Patti said, "only if it's OK with you." The plea in her eyes was unmistakable and impossible to resist.

"OK," I said. "I need to get a bathing suit, so, I'll take them to the clubhouse pool, if you'll come and get them when you're done."

Patti leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "You're the best, Chris."

I blushed and mumbled in response. Mom and Patti laughed. I took the boys to our house and changed quickly so they wouldn't tear everything up. We walked over to the pool and they found kids their age with whom they could play and instantly became lifelong friends. I envied their innocence. I sat at the edge of the pool watching them closely. They were in my care and I didn't want the least little thing to happen to them. They actually behaved fairly well. I only had to remind them not to run once or twice. The Mom from a couple of days ago was there and she thought it was hilarious that I was telling someone not to run. I heard her laugh every time I yelled at them. After a while, they tired of the water and started playing with some toys that were around. I sat on a lounger and watched them the whole time. The laughing Mom gathered up her son and on her way out actually said she was impressed with the way I paid close attention to them, despite my age.

I laughed, "It's a matter of self-preservation, ma'am, my Mom and my sister, their Mom, would kill me dead if anything happened to them." I talked without taking my eyes off the boys.

She laughed again and said goodbye. I could tell that by the way the boys had slowed down that they were getting very tired. I went and gathered them and their toys up and walked them home. I put them to bed in the guest room and I think they were asleep before I closed the door. When I got downstairs Patti and Mom came flying through the door, both with frantic looks on their faces.

"What's wrong?" I asked them.

They both stopped and looked at me. "We were going to ask you the same thing." Mom said.

I was seriously confused, "Why would anything be wrong?"

"Where are the boys?" Patti asked.

"Asleep in the guest room." I said, "They played really hard and they were worn out, so I brought them home and put them to bed. I don't understand your panic."

They looked at each other and then me with sheepish smiles. "We're sorry, Chris." Then they stood there looking at the floor.

"Jesus Christ!" I exclaimed, "Would you two just fucking spit it out!?!?!"

Patti looked at Mom and Mom sighed, "I, uhh, guess we didn't really trust you to keep a good eye on the boys. When we didn't see you guys at the pool, I, uhh, I guess we panicked, thinking the worst." Mom was bright red by the time she finished speaking, obviously ashamed of herself.

I just laughed, "Nice, really nice." I walked out into the kitchen.

Mom walked in and hugged me. "I really am sorry, Chris. Sometimes, I still look at you like you're my baby and I forget you're a grown responsible young man."

I laughed again, "Mom, truly the reason I kept such a close eye on them is that I know you and Patti both feel that way. I knew you'd kill me if either of them had as much as a scratch. Like I told a lady at the pool; it was self-preservation."

"So you're not angry with us?" Mom said meekly.

"Not at all," I said, "I just couldn't understand the panic. Everything was fine."

"I know," Mom said, "I am sorry."

"OK, that's enough," I said, "I get it, it's fine."

Patti walked out and looked at Mom and me. "Squirt, I'm really sorry."

"Oh, for Chrissakes!" I blurted and stormed out of the kitchen. I heard Patti ask Mom what was wrong as I went out the front door.

I went and sat on the patio and they both came out, looking guilty. I looked up and cracked up. "We're good, OK, let's just let it go." I said shaking my head.

"Chris, is it OK if Mom stays a couple more days with me?" Patti asked. "I don't want to be alone right now. I know you're leaving for basic and we've not been here for you, but I need this. Will you be OK?"

I looked up at Patti and grinned. 

She laughed and said, "Never mind."

Mom looked between the two of us with that 'I know I should be concerned, but I don't know why' look on her face. Patti and I looked back and laughed.

Patti said, "I'll explain later, Mom."

"Mom, I could use some money, though." I said as nicely as I could.

She went inside and came out with a couple of twenties. "Is this OK, honey?"

"Thanks, Mom, that's great." I said. "I think I'm gonna go take a nap, OK? I didn't sleep very well last night."

They each kissed me on the cheek as I went by. I set my alarm for 5:30 and lay down. I must have passed out because I don't remember anything until the alarm went off. I got up and felt really good. I took a shower and got dressed in shorts and a tee shirt.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 06



Thank you to my editor, drbob80, leftylooo and lancerinLA.

This is the continuing story of Chris as he gets together with Teddi.

Thanks for taking the time to look in on Chris.

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I thought we might go to a little Italian family restaurant near the mall, Ricci's. (I think it closed years ago) It was a little like the café in Lady and the Tramp, red and white checked tablecloths and Chianti bottles with candles. It was family friendly and not at all romantic, but had very good spaghetti. I got to Teddi's house just before 7:00 and she ran out to the car and jumped in before I had a chance to put it in park. 

She slid over and gave me a big kiss, startling the hell out of me. "Hi Chris! Where are we going?" She stayed right beside me, her thigh tightly against mine, and her hand on my knee.

"Uhh, unless you're tired of Italian food because of the pizza place, I thought we'd go to Ricci's." I said, still a little unnerved by the kiss and her proximity.

"That's great! I love that place." She gushed. "My Dad's place just has pizza and we don't get spaghetti very much."

Before I pulled out, I turned and looked at her. She had on a very tight, white, very low cut, scoop neck top. Her top was sheer enough that, even though she had on a bra, the dark brown circles of her nipples were clearly visible. Her nipples were erect, too and poking stiffly through the fabric. The white top set off her dark hair and nicely tanned skin perfectly. Her skirt was black and just as tight as the top, stopped high on her thighs, just short of being obscene. To finish off the look she had on shiny black spike heels. Just as Joni had felt underdressed on our date, I felt seriously underdressed, now.

We got to the restaurant and Teddi didn't wait for me to open her door. By the time I got to her side, she was waiting for me beside the car. This was one of the subtle differences between Joni and Teddi, either she was an independent woman, or she didn't understand good manners. We got to the door and before I could open it, she jerked it open and strode through it. We found a table in a corner and she scooted her chair very close to mine. I had thought that Joni was aggressive, I evidently had never seen aggressive before. Teddi was the very embodiment of aggression. She grabbed my right hand with her left hand and held it while we looked over the menu. After Joni and Sara, Teddi's behavior was a little unsettling. The waitress came over and we ordered sodas and Teddi started talking about Northwestern. She was very excited about going to Chicago and living in, at least near, the big city. She talked about herself the entire time we were looking over the menu. I only heard about half of the stuff that came out of her mouth because I was mesmerized by the view. She had propped her chin on her right hand and the already expansive cleavage was somehow enhanced. She really did have incredible tits. Finally, she decided she wanted spaghetti with red sauce and Italian sausage and asked me order for her, she needed the 'little girl's room'. I found the 'little girl's room' comment out of place with the balance of her behavior, but I immediately set aside my discomfort as I watched her incredible ass walk away. I chuckled as I noticed the heads of all the dads with their families turn and watch her ass all the way to the bathroom. There were more than a few whacks from moms on dads and then most of them looked back at me with visible envy. It was all I could do to keep from laughing. Teddi repeated the show on her return trip; however, the dads were more careful with their leering. I was laughing aloud by the time Teddi got to the table and she had a puzzled grin on her face.

"What's so funny, Chris?" Teddi asked innocently.

"Tell me you didn't see all the men slobbering in their pasta over you." I snickered.

She grinned, unable to maintain the look of innocence, "That's why I walked to the bathroom. That happens pretty much every time I go out and I enjoy the attention, plus it's funny watching them get smacked."

She then said, "Hold out your left hand."

I did and she put her panties in my hand, then folded it closed and took my right hand in her left hand again. The panties were still warm and I couldn't resist a peek down at her legs. I looked back up at her face with a sheepish grin and she grinned back and glanced down. I followed her glance and now her legs were open and I could see her smooth, shaved pussy. It looked shiny and wet. Immediately after her legs opened, there was a commotion behind me and a woman was beating her husband on the back. He was choking on his spaghetti and most of the wait staff was rushing to help him. I glanced back at Teddi and she had a huge shit-eating grin on her face. I shook my head.

I whispered, "I assume he saw what I saw."

She started giggling and whispered back, "Oh, yeah, I really didn't mean for that to happen but his timing was perfect when he looked and I thought his eyes were going to fly out of his head, like in the cartoons. I think he gasped and sucked a piece of spaghetti down his throat."

About that time I heard the man gasp in a huge lungful of air and his frantic wife shrieking, "Frank, Frank are you OK?!?!" 

I heard his raspy reply, "Yeah, honey, I just swallowed wrong."

I saw Teddi blow him a kiss so I turned to look and he had a big grin on his face and he winked at her and gave me a little salute. Mrs. Frank was not looking at him, she was talking to the manager and he was apologizing all over the place, and she was insisting it wasn't the restaurant's fault, her husband was an idiot. The manager finally accepted that, but insisted that Frank and his wife not pay and the next time it would be on the house, too. 

After that, the restaurant went back to normal....well, for everyone but me. I was sitting there holding Teddi's panties in my left hand, Teddi was holding my right, and the waitress was approaching to get our order. I nearly panicked and then stuffed her panties in my pocket. I heard Teddi giggle and shot her a look, which only exacerbated her problem. She laughed aloud and I flushed red, which only made her laugh harder. The waitress got to our table and looked at Teddi and I ordered for the both of us, telling the waitress to ignore Teddi, I was fairly certain Teddi had lost her mind. That made the waitress giggle and she left.

I sat back, withdrew my hand from hers, crossed my arms on my chest and watched her laugh. She had tears running down her cheeks and her mascara was running. I told her as much and, even though I didn't think it was possible, her laughter ratcheted up a notch. She got up to go to the bathroom and forgot to pull her skirt down immediately. The collective gasp from the diners and silverware clatter was deafening. Teddi immediately realized the problem and tugged at her skirt, but it was too late. 

The manager appeared from out of nowhere and said, "Sir, we are preparing your order to go, I think your lady friend has put on enough of a show." The restaurant was dead silent with everyone watching.

I was nearly speechless; I stood to apologize and stuck out my hand. He flinched and then realized what I was doing. "I am truly sir, this is the first time we've gone out and I don't know what to say, other than again, I am very, truly sorry."

He was apparently stunned, took my hand and said, "It's not a problem, sir. The show was a little much for our younger guests." He winked and then whispered, "Even though I enjoyed it very much. Please take your dinner with our compliments."

I handed him the appropriate tip for our waitress. "The young lady doesn't deserve to miss her tip."

He smiled and said, "I'm certain she will appreciate it. Please come back when everyone in your party is appropriately dressed." His eyes flickered to my pocket, where the offending article had only made it part of the way in. 

Teddi was back at that point and from the puzzlement on her face, was confused as to what we were doing. I told her I would explain in the car.

We walked out as the restaurant started to buzz again. This time I was able to not only open the door to the restaurant, but the car door, as well. I put the food in the back seat. When I got in, she was again in the middle. This time, though, her skirt was at her waist and she was stroking herself. I stared for a moment before she asked again, what had happened. I explained that the other diners had complained about her little accident and the manager asked us to leave, but had given us our food. He understood it was an accident, but couldn't risk offending the rest of his diners. I hoped that since her Dad was in the restaurant business, she would understand, and she did. She apologized to me and kissed me on the cheek. Then she asked where we were going to eat. I told her I still had the condo all to myself and asked if she wanted to go there. She got the shit-eating grin again and said yes. When we got there, I let us in and she went up to the bathroom. I set the table and started to get out the food. 

I heard Teddi clear her throat and turned around. My jaw dropped as I saw her standing in the door. She had removed everything but her top and her shoes. Her skirt and bra were gone and the white top was like an ultra-sheer, unbelievably short mini-dress. Her tits swayed and bobbled as she walked slowly to me, like a cat stalking her prey. I swallowed nervously, unable to say anything. She wound her arms and hands (forelegs and paws?) around my waist and found my ass. She slowly drew me to her and upon making contact, ground her pelvis into mine. I stood still, arms at my side, in a state of shock, and, I swear to God, she made a purring sound deep in her throat. She pulled her hands away from my ass, grasped my hands, and drew them around to her full round ass, leaving them there. She nuzzled up under my chin and nibbled, kissed and licked me there. 

She again purred and then, in a low soft growl, asked, "Are you sure you want to eat?"

I tilted my head to the side, and as she nuzzled my neck, found her cheek and ear and nipped her ear. "Yes I do, but not spaghetti." 

She growled in response.

I slid down, found her neck, and laid small, hot, kisses there while I slowly bunched her shirt up into my hands and then found her bare soft, sizzling, full, cheeks. I let my fingers drift between her cheeks and found her little rosebud and stroked it softly. She moaned and felt a little wobbly in my arms, so I picked her up, Rhett Butler style, and carried her up the stairs. I set her down in the guest room, which I now thought of as mine, and pulled her top over her head. I stepped back and admired the sight. She started to kick off the shoes.

"Oh, no," I whispered, "leave them."

She giggled, slipped the one she had already shed back onto her foot and stepped up to me. She drew my shirt over my head and then, kneeling, in one quick, sudden move, removed my shorts and boxers, my hard cock springing out and slapping her on the cheek. As she stood, I picked her up once again, and I'm not sure why I did this, it just seemed like the right thing to do, tossed her on the bed. She bounced once, landed with her head on the pillows and grinned like a crazy woman. She just lay there spread eagle and growled at me, once again.

I crawled onto the bed and between her legs. Where everything I had known before with Eva, Joni and Sara was soft and slow and gentle, Teddi's demeanor somehow demanded immediate gratification. I dove at her pussy and bit her clit and she screamed and grabbed my head, driving my teeth, tongue and lips into her sloppy pussy. I pulled her legs up and out to give me more room, I roughly shoved my thumb into her cunt, and her hips bucked off the bed. I licked and chewed and ground at her pussy with my mouth and hand. Suddenly, she was screaming that she was cumming and my entire face was soaked. I had an idea and I flipped her over, looking for a moment at her magnificent ass, before diving back into her pussy from behind.

"Ohgodohgodohgod" she babbled as I fiercely attacked her pussy, stretching her out with two fingers and roughly rubbing her clit with my thumb. Suddenly, I withdrew and left her panting for a moment. She stopped babbling and held her breath, waiting for what I would do next. I ferociously grabbed her hips and thrust my raging cock in her seething, bubbling cunt. She was so hot I thought I had scorched my dick. I grunted as I thrust wildly into her again and again and again. I held onto her hips and banged as hard as I could. The incredible amount of sex that I had enjoyed over the last week and a half was serving me well. I felt every inch of the liquid fire that was Teddi's cunt with my sensitive, yet, well in control dick. She was so different and so primal that I knew I could do whatever I wanted to her. Teddi was made for one thing; she was on earth to fuck, fuck hard and fuck deep. As I pounded into her, I let my hand slip around her ass and found her little ring with my thumb. I pressed in and she started a keening whine that sounded even more animalistic than before. Before long, my thumb was deeply imbedded in her ass and I could feel my dick passing back and forth in her pussy.

She raised her head and was trying to say something, so I slowed to let her speak, "My ass, Chris, put your dick in my ass, I need your dick in my ass now."

I pulled out and only then did I realize how wet her pussy had become. My dick was coated with thick, slimy goo that looked like the perfect lubricant for her ass. I lined up with her butthole and before I could move, she impaled herself on my rod, all the way, her fine butt slamming against my hips. Even though she had managed to get all of me in so easily and quickly, she was so hot and tight that the orgasm about which I hadn't concerned myself about was suddenly upon me. I poured myself into her ass, reached around, and pinched her clit and roughly ground it until she screamed again and I felt her juices squirt and flow down my legs. I kept fucking her ass until finally she pushed herself away from me and flopped on her stomach, and then drawing her knees up under her. I sat back on my heels and looked at her. Her asshole was gaping, my spunk running out of it, her pussy was dripping her own spunk and she looked spectacular wearing the heels and nothing else. She lay there gasping for a few minutes until her breath started to return to normal. Suddenly she threw her leg over and flipped onto her back, her feet flat on the bed in the heels.

She narrowed her eyes into a squint and with a somewhat menacing grin, curled her finger, beckoning me to her. "Come here lover," she rasped, "I'm not nearly done with you!"

I crawled over her again and she pulled me into a deep, grasping, almost needy kiss. Her hands were at the back of my head, crushing my lips to hers. I had never kissed anyone that hard and I started to taste blood. I tried to draw back and her hands held me there briefly, before relinquishing control of my head. 

I leaned back away from her and she said, "Go clean your dick off, I'm kinky, but not THAT kinky."

I went into the bathroom thinking, 'Holy shit! What did I get myself into, this time?' I carefully washed my dick, which had not completely retreated. I walked back into the bedroom and she was gone. I thought, 'What the fuck?' and went to look for her. 

I found her in the shower in Mom's bathroom, and she waved me in to join her. I stepped into the shower, my dick swinging heavily. Teddi slipped her arms around my waist, drew me to her, crushing those marvelous breasts against me and tilted her head up for a kiss. I leaned in, her hungry mouth met my mouth, and her tongue found mine. This time was hungry, but not as aggressive. I just stood and enjoyed the feel of her breasts against me and her tongue in my mouth. She started slowly moving back and forth across my chest with her tits and I could feel her nipples dragging along my skin. Then she stepped back and, her eyes never leaving mine, started soaping up those monstrous, slick, smooth protuberances. When she had coated herself with slippery suds, she slowly sank, dragging her tits down my body, finally trapping my rapidly rising dick between them. She grasped her boobs in each hand and started rubbing up and down rapidly on my cock with them. My cock responded by rising, once again, to full hardness. My cock and balls were surrounded by wonderfully warm tit flesh and even though I had just cum, I felt the tingling in the head of my dick.

"Teddi," I gasped, "rub your nipples on my cock!"

She stopped for a moment, looked at me with puzzlement in her big, liquid, brown eyes, shrugged, and did what I asked. As soon as I felt the long, thick, hard/soft nubs meet my straining cock; I erupted with a geyser of cum, hitting her forehead, cheek and nose. She sat back, startled and then fell on her ass as the rest of my spunk spurted harmlessly out of the end of my dick, running down on her legs. She sat there for a minute, stunned and then started laughing. She laughed hard for a minute and then tried to say something, but her thought obviously struck her as funny and she started all over again. I knelt, took her in my arms and held her as she laughed. She started to calm and her laughter finally wound down to fitful giggles.

"Teddi?" I asked, "What was so funny?"

She snorted, trying to hold back another laugh and choked out, "It just struck me that I've never had a guy cum so hard it knocked me on my ass!" Then she was laughing again.

I just shook my head as I helped her to her feet. I grabbed a washcloth and cleaned up my mess from her face and legs, Teddi giggling the entire time. I wasn't sure I was OK with causing so much laughter in women during sex. It was a little unsettling. Joni was one thing; she found humor in everything. But, Teddi? She had never struck me as having a particularly raucous sense of humor. We got out of the shower while I was pondering this development. We dried each other off and then Teddi took my hand and pulled me back into the bedroom. She crawled onto the bed, lay back and held her arms out to me. I crawled in after her and lay down between her legs as she hugged and kissed me.

"Chris?" She whispered, "Are you ready? Do you think you could make love to me now? Do you need a minute?"

I grinned, "I do need a minute, but I know what will help things along."

I slid down her body and buried my face between her tits. Wow, what a feeling. I pulled my head back and looked up at her. She rolled her eyes and smiled. Obviously, she had seen this before. I found each of her nipples and gave them a swirl before proceeding down. Her navel was an outtie and I took a minute to examine it before she smacked me on the head. I looked up, she was glaring at me, and then she bumped me with her pelvis. I took the hint and proceeded down to her pussy. I hadn't taken the time the first time I had been down here to see that the lips on Teddi's pussy were quite full. I pulled the light pink flesh to the side to find that the inside was ruby red and Teddi's thick pussy juice spilled from inside. I lapped up the thick fluid and spread it on her clit. She seemed to like the application and started writhing around on the bed. I slipped my thumb into her opening and wormed my middle finger into her rosebud and she grabbed both my shoulders and squeezed. I gently and delicately licked at her clit while rubbing my thumb and finger together through the thin membrane between her ass and increasingly sloppy cunt. Her juices were running down her ass onto the bed like a waterfall. In my limited experience, I had never seen anything like this. She started that animalistic keening whine from earlier and was rubbing her cunt all over my face. I kept trying to find her with my tongue, but I couldn't keep up.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 06



She started whining, "Chris, are you ready? Please tell me you're ready. I need your cock, PPPlease fffuck mmmeeeee!" She finished with a howl as I slid up her body and plunged deeply into her cunt in one smooth motion. 

She grabbed my ass, holding me still as her needy cunt gripped my cock tightly. She was able to roll up and down my cock with her muscles, producing an incredible feeling. She relaxed her grip on my ass, but didn't remove her hands, keeping my pace slow. I stroked in and out at a leisurely pace, enjoying the sight of Teddi's colossal breasts rolling on her chest. I looked up at Teddi's face and she wore a bemused smile.

"What?" I asked, raising my head.

She giggled a little, "All guys are the same. Fascinated with my jugs and I really don't get it."

I smiled, "Truthfully, neither do I, I just know that I like them."

She giggled again and kissed the tip of my nose. "Wow, honesty!"

I leaned up and kissed her and then bent my head to her right breast and sucked in the nipple. Her breath caught as I teased the nipple with my tongue and teeth. Her hand left my butt and rested on the back of my head, gently holding it in place, encouraging me to continue. I drew back slightly and switched to the other side, noticing as I did that the nipple I was leaving behind had grown to at least an inch in length, and one half inch in diameter. It was awesome. I repeated my worship at her left breast and was rewarded with the same response in length and breadth. I switched back and forth between her breasts as I slowly pumped my rigid tool in and out of her increasingly hot and wet pussy. I noticed in working her breasts that her entire body had heated up and was hot to the touch. Her eyes were closed and her face was covered with a sheen of perspiration. Her pussy was grasping at my cock harder and harder with every stroke. I bit gently down on her nipple and she moaned and pulled at my ass, holding me tightly to her. Suddenly she threw her head back and screeched that she was cumming. Her legs wrapped around my ass and her hands left my ass and were pulling at my head. Her pussy was locked around my cock in what was an almost painful spasm.

"Kiss me Chris," she moaned, "kiss me now!"

I tucked my hands under her shoulders and kissed her deeply, our tongues intertwining. Finally, she relaxed and I slipped out of her slushy pussy. I started to roll off her and she stopped me. 

"Please lie there and hold me," she whispered, "please?"

"OK." I answered.

I wrapped my arms around her and nuzzled into her neck, kissing and licking her. I kissed up to her ear and then around to her face. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled tiredly at me.

"You're still hard," she whispered, "I can feel it. Didn't you cum?"

"No, but it's OK." I said, smiling at her. "This is nice."

She abruptly rolled us over and planted her pussy on my cock. "No, it's not OK." She insisted. "You just gave me three mind blowing orgasms and I'm not gonna leave you high and dry."

"Three?" I said, "I only registered one."

She smiled down at me while slowly rocking back and forth on my hard, slippery cock. "I only told you about the biggest one. Before that one I had two that were almost as big."

She looked down at her magnificent, swaying orbs and said, "Well, they're there for your viewing and playing pleasure. Aren't you going to play with them?"

My only response was to grasp one in each of my hands and feel the firmness and weight. Her breasts were truly works of art, gigantic, firm and standing proudly from her chest. She rocked and swayed above me as she slowly and steadily fucked me, her pussy holding me tightly. Once again, the heat of her pussy, along with the incredible wetness brought me to the edge quickly. I think she sensed my impending explosion because she stopped and waited for me to calm down. The tingling subsided and she somehow knew it, slowly starting to rock on me again, when it was safe. She would rock on me until I was very close and stop each time without me warning her at all. One of the times she stopped, she leaned forward and kissed me tenderly.

"Thank you Chris." She said simply.

"For what?" I asked.

"For treating me like a person and not just a set of giant boobs to be fucked." She said. "I know guys are fascinated by my tits and they usually get off and don't worry about me. Maybe they'll finger me a little, trying to get me turned on so they can fuck my tits, sometimes they can get it up again to fuck my pussy, but by then, they just want to get away. You've made a real effort to make me cum and feel good, and I want you to know I appreciate that."

She never stopped moving on me the whole time she was talking. I was beginning to feel guilty about Joni's plan and my cock started to flag in response. My lack of a poker face probably didn't help, as I know my guilt about Joni's plan was scrawled in blood across my forehead. She stopped moving and looked at me with a question in her eyes and then she smiled.

"Joni had some kind of a plan for this, didn't she?" Teddi asked quietly.

I was mortified. I didn't want to do this, but I wasn't going to lie to her. I simply nodded.

"Are she and Sara going to come bursting in at some point?" Teddi asked, still smiling.

I just shook my head, not trusting my voice.

Teddi hadn't moved off me, and hadn't started fucking me again (it would have been difficult to fuck a wet noodle) though she was squeezing what was left of my dick in her vise of a pussy. 

"So, what was the plan?" She asked softly.

"Joni figured that the only reason you were interested in me was because you knew she and I were together." I said hesitantly. "She said I should fuck you and then....and then..." I couldn't finish.

Teddi smiled again, "You were supposed to say something really mean to me, right?"

"Something like that." I mumbled.

Teddi laughed, "It's OK Chris, she was right, it did start out like that, just like in high school. I probably did everything she told you I did. But, you're such a nice guy and really seemed to care about how I was feeling, that I realized it would be childish and spiteful to try and turn you against Joni. I just want to finish our evening together. I want to have some more really good sex and part friends, OK?"

I was a little suspicious, and I said, "OK, but I'm not sure I understand."

Teddi smiled again, "Really, it's OK, Chris. Let's just have a good time. I'm not going to do anything but pleasurable things to you and we're going to ignore Joni, just for tonight, OK?"

"Uh-huh," was my response.

"Let's see if we can do something about this." Teddi said, as she slid down and took my dick in her mouth. 

Since I was completely deflated, she was able to get my entire dick in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the crown of my cock and gently cupped my balls, looking at me the entire time. I looked down into those liquid brown eyes and the sexy look jump-started my dick. She smiled as she released me from her mouth and dragged her nipples across the sensitive head of my cock, returning it to its full throbbing hardness. She slithered the rest of the way up my body and kissed me deeply as she replanted her sopping wet cunt on my cock. Instead of lying back and letting Teddi do all the work, breaking the contact of our kiss, I sat up and had her wrap her legs around my butt. My dick was as deeply embedded in her pussy as it would go. I kissed her again and started a slow rocking motion, trying to imitate the sensation from the rocking chair with Eva. It was a close approximation, but it wasn't quite the same. I think the fact that it was not Eva on my lap was the biggest difference. I'm not saying it wasn't good, just not as good. Again, I broke our kiss and bent my head to start kissing down to those magnificent breasts on her chest. Teddi threw her head back, exposing her long neck to my lips and tongue. Just when I got to her nipples, she decided she wanted to move and backed away from me. She didn't move very far away, leaned back on her arms and threw her legs up on my shoulders. She told me to scoot closer and then tried to lower herself onto my dick. She missed a couple of times and then I helped her guide it in. It was the hottest position I had ever been in. She started slowly riding me and because her legs were up on my shoulders I could clearly see my dick sliding in and out of her hot pussy. After a couple of minutes, we found a really good rhythm and she started squeezing my dick with her well trained pussy muscles. I looked up from watching her pussy grip my cock to watch her tits rolling on her chest. I glanced up at her face, her eyes were closed, and she wore an expression of pain.

"Teddi?" I asked softly. "Are you OK?"

"Chris," she panted, "this feels really good, but I'm getting a cramp in my hip. Could we move?"

I laughed, "Oh come on! What's a little cramp?"

Her eyes popped open and she saw that I was kidding, so she stopped moving. She eased her arms down and lay on her back and I assumed the missionary position above her.

I slipped my dick back into her, and asked if she was OK, now. She nodded and grabbed my ass encouraging me to go deeper and faster. I was soon hammering away at her pussy with my rigid tool. Her eyes fluttered closed and she had a blissful smile on her face, enjoying the jolting ride. I was still not close to cumming when she suddenly rolled us over, coming to rest on top of me. We lay there for a moment and I just watched her looking at me. Soon, she sat back, turned around, grabbed my cock and slipped it back into her slushy, hot cunt. The angle of my cock in her cunt was different, maybe a little painful, but the view of her ass bobbing up and down was well worth it. I took advantage of the position and slipped my thumb into her butt, holding my hand still and allowing Teddi to fuck herself on my hand and cock. The added pressure of my thumb plus the thrill of watching Teddi's magnificent ass sent me tumbling over the edge.

"Teddi!" I grunted, "I'm cumming!"

"Jesus God!" Teddi howled, "So am I!"

Teddi must have liked the double penetration, because I felt wave after wave of spasms on my cock and thumb as her orgasm roared through her body. As the spasms reduced in intensity, Teddi collapsed onto my legs, seemingly exhausted. After a few moments, she raised her head and crawled away from me, my thumb popping from her asshole and my cock dropping limply from her well-worn pussy. She turned around and crept slowly into my arms, her head dropping weakly to my shoulder.

"Damn, Chris," Teddi mumbled, "I know why Joni is trying to keep you to herself. I also know why she's taking a couple of days off. She's gotta be worn out, 'cause I know I am!"

We lay there for a little while and I think Teddi fell asleep because I heard light snoring coming from her. I couldn't resist and reached around with the arm on which she was lying and cupped her breast. I held it and stroked it, enjoying what would be the biggest natural tit I would ever hold in my life. I found the nipple and teased it back to life, and as we were lying there started kissing her forehead, eyes and nose. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at me.

"Chris," she sighed, "I'm really done. I don't think I can fuck anymore tonight."

"That's OK," I answered, "I'm just playing a little. I love the feel of your skin. I didn't mean to wake you up. If you want me to stop I will." I started to withdraw my hand.

"Oh, OK," Teddi mumbled, "play as much as you like. I like the soft touch, it's making me tingle all over, and I just wanted you to know I can't do anymore tonight."

I went back to stroking, kissing and caressing her. She snuggled in and we lay there for a long time just enjoying the intimate contact. 

After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "I don't know about you, but, I'm starving."

"Now that you mention it, I am too." I agreed. "Let's go see if we can warm up the spaghetti."

Teddi rolled over to the side of the bed and sat up, stretching as she did. I marveled again at her body. She said she need to use the rest room and I just lay in bed, waiting. She returned and walked up to me, holding out her hand. 

"I don't see any reason to get dressed," Teddi said, "do you?"

"Huh-uh." I responded as I took her hand and we walked downstairs together and into the kitchen. 

"Would you get me a medium sized pot?" Teddi asked as she pulled the food out of the bag.

I got one out and put it on the stove. This was such an unusual circumstance with both of us naked that I couldn't keep either my eyes or my hands off Teddi. Every time I touched her, caressed her or kissed her, she would giggle and kiss me. All the touching, caressing and kissing along with her naked body brought my dick back to full attention. 

Teddi saw it, laughed and shook her finger at it. She looked up at me and said, "I told you, no more."

I looked down at my throbbing tool, feigning innocence. "What? This? Oh come on!"

She laughed, shook her finger again and turned back to the stove. I set the table, prepared our drinks, and placed the glasses at our places. Then I couldn't resist her naked ass any longer. I slipped up behind her and put my hands on her hips and she leaned back into me, tipped her head back, hummed, and gave me a little kiss. Then my divining rod found its target, between her cheeks. 

As it bumped along her little butthole she shrieked as it startled her. "Chris, godammit, I told you I was done!" 

She twisted away from me, my dick was caught between her cheeks, and it hurt a little as she moved away.

I stepped back, "OK, OK." I said in dismay. "I was just teasing you a little, I'm sorry."

She looked at me and realized how badly she had overreacted. "No Chris, I'm sorry. I've had some guys not take no or no more very well. I've been able to fight them off. I've not been raped or anything, but, sometimes, it's been a little scary."

"I really am sorry," I said as I stepped a little closer. "Is it OK if I hug you?"

She smiled a little timidly and pointed at my deflating dick. "Behave!" Then she laughed.

She stepped into me and gave me a full body hug. As much as I tried thinking of other things, her tits crushed into my chest and her slick wet pussy rubbing against my dick did me in. In a heartbeat, it was poking into her pussy and this time she laughed. 

"No control, huh?" She shook her head.

I sheepishly smiled and shook my head. "No, not really."

"OK, we'll see." She said, still laughing. "Let's eat.

I sat at the table and she spooned the spaghetti out onto our plates. I was actually amazed at how much food Ricci's had given us. She scooted her chair close to mine and we were hip to hip, her skin sizzling against mine. We ate and she starting talking about Joni and Sara again.

"I know now that Joni and Sara had nothing to do with my inability to make the squad. I finally talked to Coach Kamen just before graduation and asked her why she kept cutting me. Coach explained how the delicate balance of the stunts might have been jeopardized by the size and weight of my boobs and that she was frightened that someone might have been hurt." Teddi explained with a touch of embarrassment. "She asked me why I waited until the end of our senior year to ask the question. I realized at that point that I hadn't really wanted to know; it was just easier, and, frankly, more fun to blame Joni. The other thing that I realized, to my embarrassment and my great loss, that I have always liked Joni and Sara. They're sweet and Joni is funny as hell. Every time Joni tried to make peace I ignored her and now we're going our separate ways and we probably could have been very good friends. That's my loss."

I looked at Teddi and there were tears running down her cheeks. I put my arm around her and she buried her face in my neck and sobbed. We just sat there and I let her cry.

"Teddi?" I asked softly, "Do you want me to talk to Joni? Try to make peace?"

She violently shook her head no and kept sobbing. We sat there a while longer and her sobs stopped and she didn't move. Finally, she raised her head and smiled at me.

"Sorry, Chris. She said softly, "I didn't mean to do that."

I hugged her and told her it was OK, everybody needs to cry occasionally. She then pushed away from me and told me to eat; otherwise, it would get cold again. We ate in silence and occasionally she would grab my hand and squeeze, I'm not entirely sure why. When we were done eating, she picked up the plates, flatware and glasses and put them in the sink. Then she came back over to me and sat on the table in front of me.

She slowly spread her legs and smiled, "I changed my mind. Do you want dessert?"

I grinned and dove in as my answer. She didn't lie down, just sat spread-eagled and gently held my head, attempting to direct me where she wanted. I licked, kissed and nibbled around the edges of her pussy, which had started weeping her sweet juice again. Teddi was squirming and trying to get her clit to my lips and I was succeeding in avoiding any direct contact. Every time she pushed me close, I would turn my head and she would moan in disappointment. Up to this point, I had satisfied her desires immediately, but now I was using Eva's suggestions to ratchet up Teddi's desire and desperation. Her moans slowly turned into groans and then descended into growls. Evidently, she was through waiting for me as she grabbed my ears and jammed my face into her pussy.

"Stop fucking around and eat me!" She hissed.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and gently bit down on it. She shrieked and her pussy gushed as she came immediately. I kept after her and slipped my thumb into her pussy and I could feel the pulses of her orgasm waning. I kept sucking on her clit and ran my tongue up and down the length of it. The pulses that had been diminishing reversed and began increasing in intensity and frequency as she spiraled up toward another orgasm. She let go of my head and pushed me back away from the table, sliding down and smoothly impaling herself on my rock hard cock. She sat there for a moment just looking at me until slowly approaching and drawing me into a soft, lingering kiss. Her tongue gently touched mine as she sat on my cock, squeezing and releasing her pussy muscles. I slipped my hands around to her ass and raised her slightly before pushing her back down. She withdrew from the kiss, looking at me before closing her eyes and leaning her forehead against mine. We sat there for a moment, enjoying the feel of one another. 

Teddi pulled away and looked at me and smiled, then leaned in again and kissed me before whispering, "Fuck me Chris, fuck me hard!"

I stood up and set her at the edge of the table. I made sure that her pussy was hanging over the side and drove myself deeply into her. I got a sharp flash of pain with the first thrust as my balls bounced off the edge of the table. I grimaced and backed off immediately, my erection quickly wilting.

"Chris," Teddi whispered, "what's wrong?"

"I banged my balls against the table." I groaned. "I need just a moment." I was breathing hard as I tried to ignore the pain. "This is the first time I've done this on a table and I didn't think about the table top."

Teddi giggled, "Do I need to kiss it and make it all better?"

That made me laugh. "It couldn't hurt, well, any worse than it already does."

She climbed down, knelt in front of me and gently took my balls in her hand. She held them softly as she kissed and licked them. She then took my dick in her mouth and looked up at me with those big brown eyes and the sight made the pain a secondary issue. My cock leapt back to full strength as she worked it deeply in her mouth, making me groan again, but this time in pleasure. Still looking up at me and holding my balls she forced her mouth down on my cock and took me deep into her throat. She swallowed, my dick feeling every subtle movement of her throat constriction and I groaned again. Withdrawing her mouth, she stood and kissed me.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 06



"Is it all better now?" She teased.

I answered by picking her up and settling her on my reinvigorated cock. I walked her over to the wall and pressed her back up against it. I had her pinned between me and the wall and didn't need to concentrate on holding her up, just on fucking her, like she had requested. 

She tipped her head and kissed me and then pulling back, repeated, "Fuck me Chris, fuck me hard!"

I withdrew slightly, held her, the tip of my cock resting softly at her entrance, and looking her in the eye, raised an eyebrow. She nodded and I dropped her, simultaneously driving my hips upward and our pelvises met violently and on contact, she screeched. I picked her up and repeated the drop and thrust. Her eyes were wild and she grabbed my head and kissed me, hard, sucking ferociously on my tongue. The hungry, rough, intensely sexy Teddi was back. As I thrust into her, she was driving herself down on me. I looked down and her magnificent tits were flying wildly on her chest, nearly hitting me in the chin on the upward flight. 

She kissed me again and gasped, "Chris, let me down."

I lifted her off my dick and set her gently on the floor, confused. She walked over, pushed the chairs out of the way, and put her hands on the table, thrusting her ass out at me and looking over her left shoulder at me. 

"OK, Chris," she purred, "Now fuck me hard! Get some leverage and get in deeeep!"

I stepped up behind her, grabbed her hips, and teased her pussy with the head of my dick and she moaned, thrusting her hips back at me. When she thrust, I did too, our sexes forcefully mashing together and she made that animalistic, keening whine from before. It was so primal, so needful that it spurred me to a frenzy, lunging at her repeatedly, forcefully, violently. My hips were slapping against her ass and the sound of the slapping incited me even further. I was moving as fast and as hard as I could, I was trying to increase my speed and force even more, and I finally lost my rhythm. I stopped momentarily and Teddi whined. As soon as I regained control of myself, I started again, this time trying to maintain an even pace, though I was slamming into her.  

"Chris!" Teddi screamed, "I'm so close, help me!"

I slipped my right hand to her cunt, squeezed her clit, slid my left hand to her ass, and plunged my thumb into her asshole, the additional pressure from both hands driving her over the brink into her onrushing orgasm. Her pussy clenched my dick so tightly that I joined her, finally stopping and holding myself deeply within her spasming pussy. She allowed her arms to relax and her head dropped to the table. I didn't move as my worn out dick shrank and slipped from her oozing hole. 

She started to rise up, her knees and arms buckling and I caught her as she was headed to the floor. I picked her up and she had the muscular control of a rag doll. As I carried her upstairs, her head lolled off my arm and I was careful not to bang her head on the wall. I carried her into the guest room and laid her on the bed. I went around to the other side and lay down beside her, putting my arm under her neck and drawing close to her worn out body. Her eyes flickered open and she smiled weakly at me, before closing them again and quickly falling asleep. I heard her start snoring lightly and I smiled and closed my eyes.

"Chris, CHRIS!" I heard in the distance in my sleep. "Chris! Wake up!"

I struggled to get my eyes open and Teddi's face was right above mine. "What?!?!"

"Chris, we fell asleep," Teddi said, stating the obvious.

"Yeah, I know." I mumbled.

"What time is it?" Teddi asked. "I don't know where there is a clock."

"Hang on," I said as I stumbled from bed and into Mom's room. "It's twelve thirty."

"Oh good," Teddi said. "I was afraid it was much later. I need to get home. I have an appointment in the morning at Northwestern and my Dad wants to leave by five. I'm going to take another shower and could you take me home when I'm dressed?"

"Uh..." I mumbled, trying to wake up the rest of the way. "Yeah, no problem.....want some company?" I finished hopefully.

She stood there a minute staring at me and then grinned and shook her head. "OK, but no funny business!"

"Hey," I said, wiggling my eyebrows leeringly, "Ain't nothin' funny 'bout whut I'm a-thinkin'."

"Asshole," Teddi laughed. "Come on."

We just showered, my enjoyment coming from washing her entire body while she stood still, watching me. I didn't try anything, I just savored the feel of her skin. By the time I finished with her she was purring like a kitten and her nipples were erect once again.

"Chris," Teddi murmured as we shared a final hug and kiss in the shower, "If I didn't have to go, you'd have a tough time getting me out of that bed. Thank you, this was wonderful."

We got out of the shower and I dried her off and then went she went into the guest room I dried my body. By the time I got into the guest room, she was dressed and had my shorts in her hand. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

She flushed red, embarrassed. "I need my panties. I gave them to you at the restaurant, remember?"

I grinned. "Oh really? What're they worth?"

She laughed, "I think I've more than adequately covered any cost associated with their return."

"Fair enough," I said, "reach into the left front pocket."

She retrieved them, stepped in and pulled them up. I got one brief, final flash of her pussy as her skirt rose as she pulled the panties over her hips. As she put on her shoes, I slipped my clothes on and we were ready to go.

As we walked down the stairs, she reached over and took my hand. We held hands all the way to the car. I opened her door; she got in and slid over to the middle. When I got in the car, she rested her hand on my thigh. We quickly got to her house and I pulled up in front. I started to get out and her hand on my thigh stopped me. 

"Chris," she said softly, "I really did have a good time tonight. I'm not going to be back until Wednesday night. Could we get together, then?"

I really hated this. "I'm sorry, Teddi. I promised Joni and Sara we'd get together Wednesday night. I have dinner with Danny's family Thursday and I think my Mom would kill me if I didn't spend Friday night with her. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to spend more time with you, I just don't know when we could find that time."

Teddi smiled sadly at me. "I kind of figured that, Chris. I just thought I'd give it a try. If you're ever in Chicago or Evanston, look me up." She leaned over, gave me a sweet, soft, brief kiss on the lips, got out of the car, and went through her front door.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 07



Many thanks, once again, to drbob80 for his input. Once again, he was able to make sense out of things that seemed clear in my head but on the screen, not so much. Thanks also to leftyloo and lancerinLA.

This is a short chapter, just because the last three days before Chris leaves for basic are pretty involved.

If this is your first visit to a Chronicles of Chris story, it would be helpful to read some of the previous chapters to get a sense of the story and characters. This is definitely not a stand alone story.

Please enjoy the story and vote if you do.

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I drove home thinking about Teddi's explanation of her problems with Joni. I also wondered how I was going to relay to Joni how Teddi felt, now. I decided that I would just let it play out.

I got home and opened all the doors and windows again. It was a nice evening and the cool breeze not only felt good, it served to clear the house of the remnants of Teddi and me. I went upstairs, grabbed all the bedclothes off the bed, dragged them downstairs, and threw them into the washer. I thought that would help the lingering aroma. I found new sheets and put them on the bed and then stripped out of my clothes and crawled into my own bed, exhausted.

I don't think I moved all night, waking up in the same position into which I had collapsed the previous night. I rolled over and looked at the clock, amazed to find that it was after one o'clock. I went downstairs, found a soda in the fridge, and drained it in one long gulp. I decided I would spend the rest of the day at the pool. I took a couple of towels, a book, some snacks and a cooler to the pool. I swam several laps and then lay down on a lounger. Several neighbors stopped and said a few words, but mostly I ate, drank, swam, read and slept the day away. It was nice and relaxing, as opposed to my very full days over the last week and a half. At about six o'clock I gathered everything up and walked back home.

Upon arriving, I put everything away and then dug around in the freezer and found a nice steak. Mom had also left a baking potato for me, when she and Patti had been here a couple of days ago. I started the grill and while I was waiting for the charcoal, I climbed in the shower, turning it up as hot as I could stand it. I just stood there just letting the heat drain away whatever tension I had left. I cooled the water and finally left the shower, refreshed. After putting on a tee shirt and sleep shorts, I went down and found the charcoal was ready. I put the potato in foil and dropped it in the grill. I waited a few minutes and then put the steak on.

I sat on the patio, thought about the last ten days, and shook my head in wonder. Ten days ago I had been a virgin and in the intervening time, I had made love to my dream woman, my dream girl and her best friend plus the hottest girl in school. I sat there slack-jawed, truly not believing my good fortune. Finally, the steak and potato were ready and I sat down in front of the TV and ate. I finished my dinner and did the dishes from the last several days. I realized I had procrastinated long enough; I had to call Joni and face the music about Teddi. I was afraid she would be angry with me that I wouldn't, couldn't follow through with her plan. Sighing deeply, I knew I just had to do it. I picked up the telephone and called.

Joni's mom answered. "Hello?"

"Hi, Charlie," I said with far more confidence than I was feeling. "It's Chris, is Joni there?"

Charlie gushed, "Oh, yes Chris, she's here and she has been worried to death that you wouldn't call. Let me get her."

Confused, (actually my normal state at the time, but I digress), I just said, "OK."

I waited for a moment before Joni picked up the phone. "Chriiiis!" She shrieked.

Fuck, that hurt. I changed ears with the phone and said, "Jeez, Joni, are you trying to get me kicked out of the Navy for deafness?"

She giggled and said softly, "Sorry, I'm just so happy to hear from you. I was afraid you wouldn't call me."

I swear I heard a sob and sniffle.

"Joni? Are you crying?" I asked gently.

I heard her take a deep breath with a sob in the middle. "Yes, I am. I'm just so happy and relieved that you called."

"Joni, I'm confused." I said slowly. "You told me to wait to call you until tonight, so that's what I did. Did I do something wrong?"

"N-n-n-o," she moaned. "I didn't think about how much I might miss you. The whole time Sara and I were together I thought about you and Tits and I got jealous and paranoid. I just KNEW she would somehow steal you away. It ruined my time with Sara.....Well, that's not completely true."

She started giggling which made me feel a little better. "We both kinda enjoyed it, when she comforted me."

"Uh-huh." I said drily.

She giggled again, "Are you jealous, now?"

"Well," I answered, "I am picturing the 'comforting' and I AM jealous."

Still giggling she said, "Good!"

"So," she started. (I knew this was going to be the part that I had been dreading, the questions about Teddi and me.) "Did you and Tits get together?"

I could hear the trepidation, jealousy and fear in her voice. I assumed she wanted all the details, but would be happier if I told her that I had stayed home. I figured she wanted the details, but really didn't want to know. I hesitated, a big mistake on my part.

"Oh, Chris!" She wailed. "You did it, didn't you? You just had to have those humongous tits, didn't you? Godammit Chris!" She dropped the phone.

I heard Charlie in the background asking what was wrong. Joni was sobbing and I felt like a real shit. I waited; figuring either Joni or Charlie would be on the phone, reading me the riot act.

Even though I anticipated it, I was somewhat startled by Charlie's voice. Actually, her tone and her request were the startling part.

"Chris?" she said softly, "Joni told me earlier what she had told you to do. She regretted it immediately and hoped that you wouldn't do it. I told her several times to call you and admit her mistake, but she was too embarrassed. Now, obviously, you went through with it and she's miserable. Could I impose on you to come by tonight and try to make her feel better? I know it's asking a lot, but I think she really needs to see you tonight."

I pulled the phone away from my ear and looked at it as if it had a life of its own. I put it back to my ear and said, "Uhhh, sure, Charlie, whatever Joni needs. I'll be right there."

Charlie's voice was almost a whisper, "Thanks, Chris." She hung up.

The phone conversation didn't go as I had feared, yet was somehow worse. I really felt like a shit and was more nervous about seeing Joni than I had been. I went upstairs and changed into shorts and a clean tee shirt. Instead of driving, I decided to walk, stalling as much as possible. It was a pleasant evening and it took about fifteen minutes to walk to Joni's house. I stopped just out of sight and took a deep breath. After a minute or so, I decided I just had to do this.

I walked to the front door and knocked softly. Joni opened the door, stood, and looked at me for the longest ten seconds in the history of the world. She wasn't smiling, but she didn't look angry, she just looked slightly sad. I had felt badly before and now it was getting worse. I didn't say a word, I just waited, looking steadily into her eyes. Finally, she broke into a big grin and leapt into my arms, legs around my waist, covering my face with kisses. I stumbled back, a little stunned.

When she was through peppering my face with kisses, she laid her head on my shoulder. "Chris, I'm so, so sorry, I shouldn't have gotten so upset with you. You did what I told you to do and it's my own fault. Can you forgive me?"

"Joni," I said softly, "there's nothing to forgive. If I had known how the date with Teddi would hurt your feelings; I would not have agreed to do it. I'm sorry."

Joni kissed me on the lips, a soft, sexy, sensual kiss. We parted and she looked into my eyes. "Let's call it mutual stupidity, OK?" She murmured.

I laughed, "OK, that sounds good to me."

She hugged me and slipped from my arms and down to the floor, grabbing my hand in the process.

"Mom?" She called.

"Yes, honey?" drifted in from the living room.

"Chris and me are going to my room and I'm gonna lock the door." Joni said, walking up the stairs, "I'm locking the door." She repeated. "Tell Dad, OK?"

"OK, sweetie," Charlie answered, "Have a good time."

We were almost to the top of the stairs and I was shaking my head.

Joni turned and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"I can't get over your relationship with your parents." I said in wonder. "You just told your Mom that you intend to take a boy into your room, lock the door and she's OK with it. She's even gonna tell your Dad. It's amazing!"

We had gotten to her room. The floor plan of her parent's condo was the mirror image of Mom's and Joni's room was the opposite hand of mine, just cleaner and pinker....waaaay pinker.

Joni stopped just inside the door. "I want you to know that this is the first time a boy has been in my room. Even though my parents give me latitude and freedom, I haven't felt comfortable bringing a guy up here....until you came into my life." She got on tiptoes and kissed me sweetly.

'Oh, Crap,' I thought, 'This is just what Mom warned me about. She's getting really serious.'

Joni reached behind me, closed, and locked the door, her arms wrapped around me possessively. We stood quietly for a moment just holding each other. I had begun to feel more like a jackass by the moment.

"Joni," I said softly, "I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna dive in."

She didn't move, just murmured, 'Mmm-hmmm.'

"You do remember that I'm leaving for good in three days, right? We agreed that this couldn't be a long-term, long-distance relationship, didn't we?" I proceeded slowly, softly, carefully. "You're kinda acting like you're expecting love, or something. I don't want to hurt you, so we gotta be clear. OK?"

Joni never moved when she answered, hugging as tightly as before. "Chris, I know exactly what we're doing. I have fallen a little in love with you," and then giggling, "so have Sara and my Mom, but, I'm clear on what's going on. After we got off the phone Mom asked me if I remembered all that you and I have talked about, because the way I was acting was going to make it tough on you, Sara and me. I realized that I need to enjoy every minute I have with you, because you've made it clear that when you walk away, you will not look back. I can live with that, if you can." She stood there holding on to me, her head on my chest.

"OK, Joni," I said, "you were scarin' me, that's all."

Just about then, something she'd said penetrated my thick skull. "Your Mom knows about Sara?"

Joni giggled, "Yeah, I told her everything. She was shocked, but, she's dealing with it."

I shook my head. "You and your Mom are amazing. I can't believe how open and honest you are. I know what you said about the honesty, but it is still amazing to me."

"It's funny," she said, "You find it amazing that I tell my Mom everything, but I find it amazing that other people don't. I can't imagine not sharing some of the most exciting moments of my life with my Mom. When I'm happy, she's happy but when I'm scared or sad, she's there to help me and give me advice. I don't know how everybody else deals with the crazy shit in their lives without talking to their Moms or maybe their Dads. Well, maybe not their Dads, my Mom talks to him and keeps him calm." She giggled at that thought.

Joni squirmed against me, seemingly trying to get closer. All she had on was a silky tank top with spaghetti straps and tiny, silky shorts, so I felt every movement against my body as if she were naked. My dick was getting interested; it had been a whole twenty-four hours since I'd had sex, and he had definite opinions about this turn of events. Joni obviously felt my excitement and rubbed her tummy harder against my dick.

She did a passable Mae West, "Hey big boy, is that a pickle in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Then she squirmed against me, again, giggling.

"Well, Lil Lady," I answered in my best John Wayne, "I'm a little insulted by the pickle crack! But, I am really happy to see you!"

That cracked her up, and she hugged me tighter. After she stopped giggling she whispered, "I did miss you Chris, even if Sara was here. Could you hold me for a little while?"

"Sure, Joni," I said softly, "Anything you want."

"Well," she giggled, "Maybe, holding me will come later."

She released me and walked over to the bed. I started to follow her, but she turned to face me and put up a hand to stop me, so I stopped to watch her. She started moving her hips in a little dance that I recognized from cheerleading. I smiled because every time the cheerleading squad started this move at a game the mothers in the audience would comment as to how inappropriate the dance was for high school girls. All of the guys in the stands loved it, including the dads, except those that had daughters performing.

Her hips were rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm as she slowly pirouetted in front of me. Her back was arched and she was looking over her shoulder at me. The dance always included pom-poms and she was moving her arms as if she had the pom-poms and I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was shaking her hands at her waist. When she had completely turned her back to me, the rocking motion of the hips quickly changed to thrusting and the silky shorts were slipping up in-between her cheeks and her little butt revealed itself under the tight, shimmery shorts. (I suddenly realized to what the mothers objected in the dance. This was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen and my dick turned to granite. I could only imagine what it had done to the Dads that had been watching.)

She had slowed her rotation and her back was still to me as she got to the part of the dance where her hands slowly raised the pom-poms over her head. She stopped for a moment with her back to me as she started raising her arms, slowly. I was so mesmerized by her smooth ass and the little thrusting that I barely noticed that she had started raising her arms. She started turning again and I was startled to see that when she was facing me again, her shirt was gone, her beautiful breasts swaying with her dance motions. I had completely missed the removal and I didn't see what she had done with the shirt. It was like magic, my mouth was hanging open, and I was drooling a little. Joni smiled a little, sexy smile and stepped over to me. She wiped the little bit of saliva that was at the corner of my mouth away with one finger and then pushed my jaw shut. I leaned to touch her; she giggled and whirled away.

Her swaying, twirling, shimmying dance continued as I watched, entranced. Joni slowly turned again and did a small spinning kick. As she pulled her leg back, she bent at the waist, shaking her upper body, making her breasts swing and sway and the entrancing motion had me frozen in my spot, caught in her spell. She suddenly stood and spun around and I realized her silky, shimmery shorts were now gone, leaving Joni beautifully naked. My dick was visibly throbbing in my shorts; Joni saw it and giggled as she swayed in front of me.

"See something you like, Studley?" Joni whispered seductively.

I was once again rendered mute, just grinning and nodding my head like an idiot. Joni crooked her finger and invited me closer. I took one step and she put her hand up again. I stopped and tilted my head to the side, questioningly. She grinned and pointed at my clothes. Before her hand was back to her side, I was as naked as she. She giggled and, once again, invited me closer. I took her into my arms and kissed her softly and tenderly.

"Jesus, Joni," I whispered, "I love the way your skin feels against mine."

"I knew that," Joni giggled, "Now you can hold me."

I was stunned. "Uhh, I, uhh, O-O-O-K." I stammered.

Joni just started laughing. "You big goof! I was teasing you! That dance got me as worked up as it got you! I loved dancing for you. Now, take me to bed, Studley."

I lifted her off the floor, cradling her in my arms with her arms softly hugging my neck. I stepped over to the bed and instead of throwing her on the bed as I had with Teddi; I laid Joni gently down. I started to stand and she didn't let go, pulling me down into a deep, lingering kiss instead. I sank down to lie on top of her, once again thrilling to the warm, soft, smooth feel of her skin against mine. Her breasts crushed against my chest and her nipples were so hot and so hard it felt as if they were piercing my skin. I had told Joni the one hundred percent God's honest truth. I loved the way her skin and body felt against mine. As unnerved as I had been by her suggestion that we just cuddle, it would have made me nearly as content to do just that.

Don't misunderstand me, sex with Joni was far superior to merely cuddling, but I was more than happy to do whatever she wanted. We lay there kissing and stroking one another, the heat rising between us. I pulled my lips back from hers and dipped my head to her soft breasts. I licked and nipped at the nipple before starting to slide down, when Joni stopped me.

"Please, Chris," she murmured, "just make love to me. I'm ready for you; I've been ready for you for days."

After sliding back up to kiss her again, I slipped my throbbing sword into her silken scabbard, the warmth and wetness serving as a very real confirmation of her readiness. I felt her legs lightly settle around my back and her tongue pushed through my lips to find mine.

As I slowly thrust into her waiting womanhood she sighed softly. "Chris, I know this is supposed to be just good fun, but, I have fallen in love with you. I wanted to say, just this once, 'I love you, Chris'. I don't want you to say anything, I just want you to know that. OK?"

Speechless, I nodded before intensely kissing her, once again. I could feel her heart beating against my chest and the passion that she put into the kiss. Her arms and legs wrapped around me, hugged tighter and more possessively. We rocked into each other for long minutes, kissing, and caressing and loving each other. There was no desperation in seeking orgasms, just the act of giving to each other. It would end up being one of the most intense lovemaking sessions I would ever experience. It seemed we moved against each other for hours and maybe we did. Kissing and hugging and touching and sharing, it was tender, yet profoundly, brutally, painfully passionate.

Joni started whimpering and her breathing changed. "Chris," she whispered urgently, "I'm gonna cum soon and I think it's gonna be big, maybe huge. Are you close? Could you cum with me? I want a special finish to this, tonight."

"I can cum anytime, Joni." I answered softly, "Just let me know." (I was in one of those rare zones where I was in complete control of my body, I could release anytime I wanted. Maybe it was because I was experiencing so much sex that I had learned how to control myself. I wasn't and am not bragging, it was simply the truth. That statement hasn't always been accurate; however, it was just then.)

Joni's arms and legs tightened around me and she was moaning more with every breath. "Oh, Chris, ooooooooooohhhh Chris, OOOOOOHHHH CHRIS! Here it comes, oh Chriiiiis, cum with me, cum with me NOW!"

Joni's back arched off the bed and nearly threw me to the floor. I know what I just said about being in control, but the excitement of Joni's unbridled response to our lovemaking sent me over the edge. I increased my pace as I blasted volley after volley of juice deeply into her. This was so intense that it was very nearly painful and went on for minutes. I couldn't believe I had as much stuff left in me as it felt as if I were expelling. I kept thrusting into her as her head flailed from side to side as her body was wracked with wave after wave of pleasure.




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Joni finally settled to the bed and said in a soft, raspy voice, "Chris, stop, please stop, I've had enough."

I stopped thrusting, my cock still deeply embedded in her. I let my body down on to lie on her and started to withdraw.

"No, Chris," she said, "leave it until it goes away on its own. I want to feel you filling me."

I leaned in and kissed her, her hands coming up to rest on my neck as we kissed. The kisses were soft, tender and loving. I kissed her eyes, her nose, cheeks, chin and everything else I could reach without shifting my body. I still felt every inch of Joni's skin where it was touching mine and the feeling was still electric.

My cock finally retreated enough that it fell from inside Joni and she made a little sound of disappointment. We lie there for a few more minutes just kissing and touching when Joni started pushing on my chest.

She giggled, blushing with embarrassment, "Chris, I really need to use the bathroom, OK?"

I laughed, "What's it worth?"

She smacked my chest. "The question should be, 'What're the consequences if I don't move?'" Joni said firmly, "Do you want to know?"

"Uhh no, not really." I responded as I rolled off her.

"Good answer, Studley." Joni giggled again as she got out of bed.

I made a sound of disappointment as she put on a robe and she laughed. "As good as my relationship is with my parents; they would not take kindly to me parading around the house naked after making love to my boyfriend."

I was a little startled by the 'my boyfriend' remark, but I let it slide as I watched her unlock the door and slip out into the hall. The condo looked dark outside the door, so I assumed Joni's parents had gone to bed themselves. Joni was gone a few minutes before she slipped back into her bedroom. She made a show of removing the robe before sliding back into my arms.

"Now, Studley," Joni said as she kissed me before settling down into a cuddling embrace. "Now is when you hold me."

She had molded herself to my side and I was, once again, thrilling to the feel of her skin against mine. I felt great contentment holding this beautiful girl as we fell asleep.



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My thanks to DrBob80 for his fine editing touch. Also, thanks to Leftylooo for looking at this and listening to me whine about the struggles with my muse.

I apologize for taking so long with this chapter. As I mentioned above the muse abandoned me for a while. The style of the story is more romantic that my previous stories and it was a struggle. It didn't help when I lost a great deal of the story when the flash drive on which I keep my writing decided it wanted the story for itself.

I hope you enjoy this and please vote and/or comment.

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I awoke in the morning when I felt Joni squirm away, once again. I raised my head and watched her put on her robe, unlock the door and slip through it. I let my head settle back down and must have immediately fallen back to sleep because Joni scared the shit out of me when she jumped on the bed. I hadn't heard her return to the bedroom and she took advantage and was now howling in laughter at my reaction.

I sat up shaking my head. "Nice, really nice." I muttered as I grabbed my shorts.

Joni's eyes got wide when she realized I was getting dressed. "Chris? I didn't mean anything, you know? Don't leave!" Her voice was trembling a little.

I stopped and looked at her, continuing to shake my head. Her eyes looked fearful and I couldn't help it, I had to laugh.

She growled, "You asshole! What's so funny?!?"

I leaned back down and kissed her full on the lips, startling her, her eyes going wide. "You are." I said standing back up. "You can dish it out, but can't take it, even when it's unintentional. I have to go to the bathroom, knucklehead!"

She was sitting there with her mouth hanging open as I walked through the door dressed in just my shorts. I went into the bathroom, relieved myself, splashed some water on my face, and started back to Joni's room. Right then, Charlie stepped out of her room in a pink, sheer, short nightgown and robe. My gaze was drawn to her nipples, which were clearly visible. She was evidently not expecting to see me, as she jumped when she did. Her sudden movement made her obviously still firm and perky tits bounce and jiggle nicely. I smiled when I saw that and looked back up at her face, finding a frown there.

"Chris!" She hissed, "What are you doing?!?!?"

I chuckled, "I'm just going back to Joni after using the bathroom. Why, what do you think I'm doing?"

She turned bright red, having to decide whether to confront me about staring at her tits or just ignore it. It was a little funny watching an adult struggle with a largely meaningless decision. Then she straightened up, defiantly thrusting her perky little tits out and me and marched on past, deciding to ignore me altogether. I turned to watch her walk away and down the stairs and she must have realized that I was staring because her hand drifted back to cover her fine little butt as she practically ran down the stairs. I turned and went down the hall and I was laughing as I walked into Joni's room.

"What's so funny, Studley?" Joni asked, with a smile, from her perch on the bed. She was lying on her tummy, naked, with her chin on her hands, her legs swaying behind her and she looked good enough to eat.

"Your mom." I said, still chuckling.

"What about my mom?" Joni asked, her smile faltering a little.

"I ran into her in the hall," I explained, "Almost literally, and she was in a shorty nightgown. She didn't expect to see me and it obviously startled her. She was embarrassed about being seen nearly naked by me and she couldn't decide what to do. I thought it was funny when she nearly ran down the stairs." I finished by shrugging.

"Oh." Joni said, a funny look clouding her beautiful face.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly, kneeling in front of her.

"Are you after my mom, now?" Joni asked in a whisper.

"What?!?!" I was stunned and sat back on my heels.

Joni hung her head and muttered, "You were looking at her 'nearly naked' body and you seemed kinda excited."

"Jeez, Joni!" I said sharply. "I just thought it was funny that she was that embarrassed. I didn't mean anything by it."

Joni's head dropped and she just let it hang. "It's just driving me crazy." She continued to whisper.

I was genuinely confused now. "I have no idea what you're talking about. What's driving you crazy?"

She raised her head and the tears on her cheeks startled me. She sobbed as she began to explain, "I know that you are leaving, I know what we agreed about us, and I know that we're never going to be together long term. I know all those things. What I don't know is whether or not I can live without you. I love you more every minute of every day and I fear Friday more than anything I have ever known. Every single thing that you do that might take you away from me, even if only for a minute, scares me. If I think you might want to fuck my Mom, it scares me. The feelings you may have for Teddi or Sara scare me. Even any feelings you may still have for Mrs. P., scare me." She smiled a little when she mentioned Eva's name.

I was stunned, speechless. The depth of Joni's emotion completely overwhelmed me. I just sat on my heels staring at her.

Joni was looking at me, tears still streaming down her face. "Don't you have anything to say?"

"J-J-Joni?" I stammered. "I-I-I d-d-don't know wh-wh-what t-t-to s-s-say."

Joni whispered, "For now, even if you don't mean it, tell me that you love me. Let me have that until you leave. OK, Studley?"

"J-J-Joni W-W-W-Williams, I love you with all my heart." I started gaining control of myself. "You are the sweetest, sexiest, most exciting, beautiful girl I could ever know. I'm not just saying that. I have been resisting telling you that all week because I haven't wanted to hurt you. I hope I'm making you feel better, because I cannot bear to think that I'm hurting you." I crawled to her, kissing her as softly, gently and lovingly as I could.

"Come up here and hold me." Joni whispered. "I want our naked skin together. I want to celebrate our love, even if it's for a short time." She was smiling, her awesome green eyes were shining, and my heart swelled with love.

I slid my shorts off as I stood and slipped into bed beside her. She rolled over to face me as my body slithered along her length as I settled in. Her silky smooth skin made me tingle with desire, just as it had every time I touched her. Joni met me with a soft kiss that deepened as she rolled us over. Joni ended up lying on top of me. She broke our kiss, pulled back, looked into my eyes and smiled before rubbing her nose against mine, Eskimo style.

Looking into my eyes with her emerald green eyes, Joni murmured, "Do you know what I want, Chris?"

Lost in the deep pools of her eyes, I just hummed, "Hmmmmm?"

"I want to go on a honeymoon." She murmured before kissing me again.

My eyes, which had been drifting closed with the soft intimate contact flapped wide open in surprise. "Mmmpfh?!?!" was all I could manage into her lips, in my shock.

Joni pulled out of the kiss and started laughing. "Mmmpfh?!?! Mmmpfh?!?! That's all you've got? I'm disappointed Studley! I was hoping for a 'Holy Shit!' or a 'Are you fucking nuts?' and all I get is 'Mmmpfh?!?!'"

I stared at her for a minute before I asked, rapid fire, "Holy Shit Joni! Are you fucking nuts? A freaking honeymoon? Don't you need a wedding before you have a honeymoon? What happened to not getting serious?"

Joni was now laughing so hard she rolled off me and there were tears rolling down her cheeks. "There he is! There's the dopey guy I know and love. Kiss me you fool!"

I rolled over on top of her and kissed her, still not entirely certain what was happening. She was still giggling as we kissed. Abruptly, she rolled us back over and sat up on my stomach.

"Studley," she said softly, "I know I took you by surprise and it seems like I'm going back on what we talked about. But, I'm really not doing that. I know you and I will never have a true honeymoon. But, I want to have a day and night where we pretend that we are on a honeymoon. Let's go to Chicago and go to the zoo or museum or something and then spend the night at a fancy hotel."

"Uhhh, Joni," I mumbled, "I-I-I d-d-don't have any m-m-money."

Joni smiled and said, "I know, this is on me and my parents."

"What?!?!?" I exclaimed. "Your parents!?!?"

"Yeah, Studley, my parents." Joni giggled. "My Dad does a lot of business with the Palmer House. He gets a bunch of nights free every year. I can talk him into letting us use one. I have some money saved that I want to use. If we can use your Mom's car, we can do this."

I was speechless. I didn't know what to think, let alone what to say. Joni jumped up and pulled a robe on over her glowing body.

"I'll be right back, Chris." Joni leaned down and kissed me. "I'll talk to my Mom about this. Why don't you go take a shower?"

"Uh-huh." I answered, figuring I should keep my mouth shut.

Joni walked out and I got up. I was still not sure I understood, but I would go along. I pulled on my shorts and ducked into the bathroom. I took a quick shower and went back into Joni's room. Joni was back, bouncing excitedly on the bed and grinning.

"Mom talked to Daddy and he said he'd take care of it." Joni squealed. "We're gonna have a room at the Palmer House and a nice dinner in our room. We'll find out when we get there. I'm gonna take a shower now and get ready. You need to go home and get your stuff and be back here in about an hour. OK?"

"Uh-huh." I said.

"Chris?" Joni's smile was faltering. "Is this OK? I thought you'd be excited."

"I'm just still confused." I said. "I want to spend this time with you; I'm just not sure why we're calling it a honeymoon."

That brought a dazzling Joni smile back to her face. "Because I love you and I want to pretend, that's all. Can we do that?"

I smiled in return. "Sure, whatever my blushing bride wants."

She squealed and leapt into my arms. (There are some very real benefits to being with a cheerleader. Her athleticism allowed her to land perfectly and I caught her with little effort. It was cool.) Her legs were wrapped around my waist and her wetness was bouncing on my rapidly hardening manhood. She obviously felt it and slid down off my body.

She grinned mischievously and started wagging her finger at me. "Now, you have to be good, Christopher Peters. I won't have you taking advantage of me before my wedding night."

"I've heard of this happening," I teased, "as soon as you marry a woman, the sex stops. We've been married five minutes and I'm cut off. This sucks."

Joni was laughing at me and then wrapped her arms around me. "You big goof!" She said before getting on tiptoes to kiss me. "I love you. Now, you need to go and get ready. Pick me up in an hour, OK?"

"Sure, babe, I'll be back, soon." I kissed her briefly, grabbed my shirt, and put it on. When I looked back at her, her mouth was in a pout. I stepped back to her, took her in my arms, kissed her and said, "I love you, too. I don't know if I can wait an hour."

Joni's dazzling smile was back and she started pushing me toward the door. "Well, if we both hurry, it won't seem as long. Be back as soon as you can."

I went through the door and Charlie was in the hall again. I don't know if she was waiting for me, but she was just standing there. "Chris, could we talk for a minute?"

"Sure," I said shrugging.

"John and I did what Joni asked, but, we're a little concerned." Charlie said slowly. "I thought you guys were not going to get serious, with you leaving and all."

"Yeah, you're right." I said, simply leaving it for her to go where she wanted to go.

She huffed, seemingly frustrated that I didn't volunteer more information. "OK, what's going on?"

I smiled, "Look, Charlie, Joni wanted to pretend that this is our honeymoon. She knows that there is no future for us. She's gotten in deeper than I wanted, but she still understands, because I keep reminding her. This is just going to be fun, nothing more. I'm still leaving on Saturday and we'll be over and done. I wouldn't worry about it."

Charlie still looked worried, but seemed to accept my explanation. "Just please try not to hurt her."

"Charlie, that's the last thing I want to do." I said firmly. "I will make sure that I do everything I can to not let her get hurt."

Charlie sighed deeply, "OK."

"OK, I gotta go." I said before heading down the stairs.

As I was walking home I thought, 'Holy Crap! This is exactly the emotion about which Mom warned me. Jeez, I hate it when she's right. I hope I don't screw this up.'

I took another shower when I got home and dressed in slacks and a casual, button up shirt. I then went about my simple packing. I packed a dress shirt, slacks and nice shoes. Just in case, I put in jeans, sneakers and a polo shirt. I hung out for a few minutes before heading back to Joni's house.

I was a little surprised that Joni wasn't outside when I got to her house. She had seemed so excited before I left; I figured she wouldn't be all that patient. I guess I was wrong.

I went to the door and almost immediately, Charlie opened it. She was dressed far more conservatively than she was earlier. I looked her up and down and grinned and she flushed red, slapping me on the arm.

Taking on a bad English accent she said, "Cheeky bastard!" then she laughed. "Come in, she's about to vibrate into tiny pieces. I can't remember the last time I saw this much excitement from her."

Charlie leaned in close and whispered, "Please remember, don't hurt her." Then she kissed me on the cheek.

Joni came around the corner from the kitchen and my breath caught. She looked absolutely beautiful. She had on soft crème colored slacks that fit her perfectly. Her shoes matched the slacks and the color blend made her look like she was floating. Her blouse was black silk that hung off her perfect breasts and swayed as she slinked toward me. Her hair was curled, bouncy and hung softly to her shoulders. On second thought, beautiful really doesn't convey the right feeling about her appearance in that moment. She was breathtakingly, heart stoppingly, gorgeous. Once again, I stood before her slack-jawed.

Joni and Charlie giggled at my bug-eyed visage and Joni sidled up to me and, putting her fingers gently under my chin, pushed my mouth shut. "You're gonna catch a fly or something." She said, giggling, before she pulled my head down into a kiss. Her now familiar soft lips met mine, gently, tenderly and I was completely in her spell. Her lips parted, slightly, and the tip of her tongue traced my lips, quickly, lightly before she withdrew. She left me breathless.

Her eyes twinkled as she smiled at me. "Studley? Are you OK?"

"Uh-huh." Ever the eloquent conversationalist, I fired back my witty retort.

She and Charlie giggled again. "You've really got an amazing vocabulary there, Chris." Charlie said.

"Come on, Chris," Joni said as she pulled me toward the door. "I want to get going. I don't want to waste any more of the day."

I looked helplessly at Charlie who was laughing. When Joni looked away from Charlie, she repeated in a light whisper, "Don't hurt her, please." I just nodded.

I grabbed Joni's suitcase as she dragged me through the door. Joni was so excited that even though she was dragging me along, she was virtually at a dead run. She stopped when she got to the car and I nearly ran her over.

"Jeez, Joni," I gasped, "are you excited or what?"

She turned and hugged me. "Yes, Studley, I am. I can't wait to start our honeymoon! Hurry, let's go!"

I opened her door and she slid to the middle. I put her suitcase with mine, scrambled around the car, and dove into the driver's seat.

Joni snuggled right up to me and grabbed my right hand. "I love you, Chris," she whispered for the umpteenth time this morning.

"Me, too, baby girl, me, too." I answered softly.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a wad of cash, pressing it into my hand.

"What's this for?" I asked, puzzled.

"All the singles are for tipping." She explained. "Daddy says you need to tip just about everyone at the hotel."

I panicked. "Joni, I don't know anything about tipping, other than at a restaurant. I don't want to waste your money!"

She giggled, "Daddy said you'd say something like that." She pulled a note out of her purse. "Here are the acceptable amounts. Two dollars for the doorman, one dollar for each bag for the bell man, and the only tricky parts are if we go to the concierge or room service. They are more percentage based on whatever you are spending. Just slip the money to them, don't make a production out of it." (Remember, this was the seventies.)

"What the hell is a concierge?" I mumbled.

Joni was laughing out loud now. "Daddy said you'd say that, too. He's a guy that helps you get tickets and reservations and stuff like that."

"Oh," I said quietly, getting more embarrassed by the moment, my head dropping and I could feel that my face was beet red.

"Chris," Joni said softly.

I didn't look at her, I felt like a country bumpkin. I just looked at my hands.

"Chris," Joni repeated. "Look at me."

I just shook my head.

"It's OK, Chris." Joni said sweetly. "Daddy told me to tell you all this because he knows your Dad couldn't be here to teach you. He was just trying to help."

Joni put her fingers under my chin and pulled my head around to look at her. "Chris, really, it's OK. Nobody just knows this stuff, somebody has to teach them. Really, Daddy was trying to save you the embarrassment that he suffered because his dad died young, too. He didn't know these things and Grandpa, my Mom's dad, had to help him out."

I raised my eyes to look at her. She was smiling, not because she was making fun of me, but because she wanted to ease my embarrassment. I smiled in return, "Thanks, Joni, I owe you and your dad."

I kissed her and sat up straight. After I backed out and put the car in drive, she took my hand and held it, softly.

We drove for the nearly two hours it took to get to downtown Chicago. Joni just watched the road go by, saying little, fiddling with the radio and occasionally kissing my cheek or lifting my hand to kiss the back of it.

We pulled up to the Palmer House just after noon. The doorman was immediately at Joni's door and held her hand while she gracefully exited the car. As I was getting out, another guy handed me a parking stub, so I dug in my pocket and handed him two dollars. He grinned and said he'd take good care of the car. Still another guy pulled our suitcases out of the back seat and took them through the grand entrance of the hotel. Joni was standing with the doorman and by the time I got to her, the car was gone. I slipped the doorman two dollars and he walked us to the door and held it while we walked through, holding hands. I glanced at him and he grinned, winked and tipped his cap. I just grinned back.

We walked up to where the bellman (I assumed) was standing with our bags. I slowed, but Joni kept walking to the front desk.

"Good afternoon, I am Gerald. How can the Palmer House help you today, young man?" The man behind the desk asked politely.

Embarrassingly, my voice cracked when I started to answer. "Iaawwk, ahem, we have reservations."

"Very good, sir, the name?" So polite, so very polite, there wasn't even a glimmer of a smile when my voice cracked.

I didn't have a clue and looked helplessly at Joni. "Peters." She said simply.

He looked down; his eyes widened for a moment and glanced between Joni and me. "Mr. and Mrs. Peters! Congratulations! Regretfully, the penthouse suite was booked when your father called this morning, Mrs. Peters. However, we have a perfectly lovely suite for you. It has a magnificent view of the skyline. Raymond!" The bellman with our bags stepped to the desk. "Take Mr. and Mrs. Peters to Suite 2200. Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Peters, for choosing the Palmer House for your happy occasion!"




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I was in a daze and Joni was giggling quietly beside me. "A suite!?!?" I whispered.

Joni simply said, "Daddy wanted this to be special."

"I guess!" I wondered.

We rode up to the twenty-second floor with Raymond and he opened the door to our suite. I stood and waited for Joni to walk through and she stood there with me. Raymond cleared his throat and tilted his head toward Joni. I thought 'Peters, you dumbass.'

I turned to Joni, "Mrs. Peters; may I?"

She blushed and giggled. "You'd better, Mr. Peters!"

I bent down and Joni slipped her arms around my neck, I slid my arm behind her knees and stood. I carried her over the threshold as she snuggled her face into my neck. I set her down and kissed her softly.

Joni then ran to the windows and looked out at the skyline. Gerald was right; the view of the skyline was magnificent. I turned and Raymond had put the suitcases in the bedroom and was walking out.

"Will there be anything else, sir?" Raymond asked, stopping at the door.

I walked up to him and pressed a five into his hand. "Thanks, man. You saved me there."

He grinned, "All part of the service sir." He winked, walked through the door and closed it.

I went to the bedroom and there was a king-sized bed. I was getting a little aroused just looking at it. I turned to Joni, "Did you see the size of this thing? I may lose you in it."

Joni flitted over to me, kissed me before looking in and then said, "There's not a chance you could lose me Studley!" She spun out of my arms and said, "I'm hungry! We're in Chicago, let's go get a pizza!"

Of all the things I thought she might say at this moment, 'let's go get a pizza' was not one of them. I just shrugged and agreed.

"Do you know where to go?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah!" She said excitedly, "I want to go to Geno's East. I think it's about a mile from here. It's beautiful outside, let's walk."

"Uhhh, OK, but if we're gonna walk, I want to put my sneakers on." I said.

"Oooh, good thinking. I'll be right back. No peeking!" Joni ran into the bedroom and closed the door. She came back out in the blink of an eye. She had on a soft, peach sundress that barely covered her mouthwatering ass. I could see no discernable underwear lines. She spun around and the dress fluttered around her thighs. The arousal that I had started to feel was being energized by the vision in front of me. My dick was swelling and the blood was pounding in my ears.

"Studley? Studley?" Joni grinned at me. "Are you in there?"

"Uh-huh." Sometimes my complete lack of coherence around Joni was downright embarrassing.

She laughed, as usual, and ran up and kissed me. "Are you going to change?"

"Yeah," I muttered, "Give me a minute."

I went in and quickly changed into jeans and a polo shirt. I put the sneakers on and was back at Joni's side in a heartbeat.

"Let's go, beautiful!" I teased Joni.

She grabbed my hand and out the door, we went. We got down to the first floor and I really noticed the lobby for the first time. I was overwhelmed at check-in and didn't look around. The gilded two-story lobby was possibly the most breathtaking space I had ever seen. Joni was leading and I was stumbling behind her looking around. I noticed that there were many people in the bar and restaurants that were near the lobby. Joni stopped and I ran into her.

"Chris!" Joni exclaimed.

"What?!?" I asked.

"Watch where you're going!" Joni said irritably.

"Sorry," I said sheepishly. "I've never seen a building like this before."

Joni turned and looked at me. "Sorry, Chris, I forgot you've never been here before. Do you want to look around?"

"No, that's OK," I said. "I just was fascinated by how big it is."

The doorman opened the door for us and grinned as big as he had earlier. We turned north on State Street and walked toward the river. We got to the river and halfway across Joni stopped and looked over the side. There were boats traveling up and down and the water was sparkling in the sun. Chicago was and is a beautiful, interesting city. (Chicago is one of my favorite places in the world and Joni was the one who introduced me to it. I think of her every time I visit there.)

"When we come here during the summer," Joni said looking down at a tour boat. "We always come down and watch the boats on the river. It's one of my favorite things to do with Dad." She looked up at me, her eyes shiny with tears.

"Joni, what's wrong?" I asked as I drew her into my arms.

"Nothing," she sniffed. "I just started thinking how we could show these things to our kids. But..."

"Joni..." I started.

"I know, I know." Joni said into my chest. "I'm OK, now."

I kissed the top of her head and she pulled away. "Let's go eat." She grabbed my hand and we continued across the bridge.

We walked the rest of the way to Geno's East and we talked about the future and what we hoped would happen. She wanted to be a doctor and was going to study pre-medicine. She would start out with cheerleading, but it depended on her studies whether or not she stayed with it. I just told her what I thought I wanted from the Navy. We got to Geno's and we sat down.

"You've been here before, you tell me what we want, Joni." I said.

"What do you like?" Joni asked. "I like sausage, pepperoni, green peppers, onions and mushrooms."

"Everything is OK, but the green peppers." I answered.

Joni smiled. "OK, no green peppers." She went ahead and ordered.

We sat there with our sodas and talked some more about the future, until the pizza came. It was a deep dish, Chicago-style. I'd never had one before, but I was hooked with the first bite.

"Wow!" I said with my mouth still full. "That's awesome!"

Joni started laughing and said, "Yeah, I know."

We pretty much finished the pizza in silence. When we were done, I asked Joni what she wanted to do.

"Actually, I'd like to go to the Shedd Aquarium. I love it there. It's dark and cool and it's almost never crowded during the week in the summer, so we'll feel like we have it to ourselves." Joni was getting so excited she seemed to be glowing.

As we walked out of the restaurant, I asked how far it was to the aquarium. Joni said it was four or five miles.

"Do you want to walk?" I asked, not being really crazy about the idea.

Joni smiled, obviously sensing my hesitation. "No, let's take a cab. We'll walk out to State Street and get one there, OK?"

I smiled back at her, "You're the boss."

We got the cab and took the ten-minute ride to the aquarium. Joni was familiar with the layout and took me to her favorites places. We walked slowly through, hand-in-hand, stopping from time to time to stand in front of her favorite exhibits. As we proceeded through the exhibits, Joni started standing in front of me as we stood and watched the colorful fish. She was leaning into me, her hands behind her back. She was stroking and squeezing my dick and it didn't take long for it to swell and grow.

"Babe?" I whispered. "What are you doing?"

She just giggled and squeezed before she walked away. We walked down to the Wild Reef, Joni's favorite part of the aquarium. She had said she loved the colors of all the fish and the reef and it was very dark in this room. There were only a couple of people down here and you could barely see anything other than the glass, water and fish. She walked to the back of the room where there was a bench and Joni indicated that she wanted me to sit, so I did.

As she backed up to sit on my lap, she flipped up her little peach dress, so that I could see her fine little butt. As I suspected, she didn't have on any panties. She settled down into my lap, her dress falling to cover my lap and immediately grabbed my hands, placing them on her thighs. I sat there frozen. The only time we had done anything in public was at the pool at the condos. Now, not only were we in public, we were in a freakin' museum.

I sat there, just leaving my hands on her thighs. Joni started squirming around and grabbed my hands again, this time pulling them into her pussy. She was amazingly wet and warm. I put my left hand on her thigh, shielding any view and started slowly stroking the velvety skin. Joni's head lolled back as she slumped in my lap. I kept the pressure on her as I stroked and slipped around her increasingly sloppy pussy. Joni was squirming and moaning and I noticed heads turning and looking around. I figured we were minutes away from being tossed and I murmured as much in Joni's ear.

"Ohhhh, but I'm soooo close," she moaned. I pulled her skirt back down and put my arms around her as I saw two security guards approaching.

They stopped in front of us. "What's goin' on here, son?" The older one spoke, while the younger one ogled Joni.

"I'm sorry, sir," I said in my most sincere voice. "We just got married this morning and the excitement of the wedding and the trip here got to be too much for her. We were talking about my leaving for the Navy on Saturday and my bride got a little woozy. So, we sat down here so she could catch her breath. Did we do something wrong, sir?"

I was hoping the Navy reference would buy us some sympathy. Along with saying that Joni might be sick seemed to do the trick. The older guy, who had an anchor tattoo on his arm, said, "Gee, I'm sorry your bride isn't feeling well. Should we call an ambulance?"

"No, thank you, sir." I said as politely as I could. "She seems to be better now. If it's OK with you, we'd like to sit here a few more minutes to make sure she's OK, and then we'll leave."

"That's fine, son." He said quietly, leaning in. "But, try to keep your hands out from under her dress, OK? I'm sure she can recover without that particular stimulation, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir." I agreed without hesitation.

"I'm glad we understand each other, son." He stood and as he backed away, he said, "Good luck in the Navy, son."

"Thank you, sir." Our interrogation was complete.

Joni had been holding her breath during the exchange. She let it out and started giggling. She leaned back into my chest. The older guard apparently heard the giggle and turned to look. I raised my hands in surrender and he smiled and gave a little salute. Evidently, he understood that we were going to be good.

"That was close!" Joni whispered urgently.

"No shit!" I answered. "We should probably think about leaving. Do you know what you want to do now?"

"Do you know what time it is?" Joni asked, still leaning back against my chest. She seemed comfortable and wasn't in a hurry to move.

"I don't know, why?" I answered.

"Because, if it's close to closing," Joni said, "I want to go to Buckingham Fountain. I love the fountain at night and I want you to see it. It probably won't be dark for a while so we need to kill some time."

"Oh, OK." I answered.

We sat there for a few more minutes, just watching the brightly colored fish. Joni's breathing slowed and I think she fell asleep. Soon the darkness and Joni's gentle breathing lulled me to sleep, also. Sometime later, I felt a hand shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes and the older guard was leaning over us, grinning.

"Big day get to be too much?" He asked, chuckling.

"Uhhh, I guess so." I mumbled.

"Well son, naptime is over," He said gently. "We're closing in about five minutes, you've gotta go, now."

"OK, thank you, sir." I said.

I woke Joni up and she was embarrassed to have fallen asleep. "What time is it?" She asked again.

"It's gotta be about six o'clock." I answered. "It's closing time."

Joni slid off my lap and stretched, her silhouette shown to me in contrast against the brightly lit, colored fish tank, making my dick jump. Her body was clearly visible through the sheer fabric of her light dress. Once again, I sat and stared at her, unbelieving of my good fortune.

She looked back at me, a questioning smile on her face. "What?"

"I still can't believe how lucky I am." I said softly. "You're so beautiful and, for now, you're all mine." I kissed her slowly and gently.

I heard the guard clear his throat and I whispered to Joni that we needed to get moving. She nodded and started walking. As we were walking out, she spied a restroom, slipped her hand from mine, and went in. I used the time to do the same. I was done before her and waited across the hall.

"OK," she said, smiling, "let's go."

She grabbed my hand and we finally made it through the doors. "Do you know where we're going?" I asked.

"Of course I do, silly!" She said brightly. "I've made this walk with my parents every summer as long as I can remember."

We turned north and slowly walked along the lake, enjoying the breeze off the lake and each other. Joni let go of my hand, pulled my arm around her shoulders and snuggled up to my side. We took our time and some older couples passed by and smiled. (Somewhat indulgently, I thought.) We arrived at the fountain and I could see why Joni was so entranced by it. It was magnificent. We approached from the east and the setting sun caused a shimmering rainbow through the droplets of water. Joni gasped and then giggled.

"The little rainbows always take me by surprise." She giggled again. "I love them. They're my favorite part of the fountain."

She guided me over to the grass, well away from the concrete sidewalks and plaza, which surrounds the basin and I sat down. Joni settled in on my lap again, laying her head on my shoulder. We watched as the sun set over the tall buildings downtown. Soon, the colored lights came on in the fountain and Joni sighed.

"This is my second favorite part of the fountain." She whispered in my ear. "I love sitting here in the dark, watching the light and water shows."

We sat there quietly for a few minutes before Joni started squirming in my lap. I was sitting back, leaning on my hands when she reached back and pulled my arms toward her, guiding my hands to her soft breasts with very hard nipples. I looked around and realized that everyone was watching the water and light show and no one was paying attention to us. I cupped the perky, warm flesh and flicked the erect nipples. Joni moaned softly with every different sensation. She slid her legs around until she was straddling my legs, on her knees, her back to me.

Rising up, she looked back at me and I saw her eyes drop down and then back up to meet mine. I didn't move and she did it again. Slowly the realization dawned on me that she wanted me to free my thickening dick from my jeans.

I started struggling with my zipper and after it was down, I tried fishing my fully erect cock from the confines of my underwear. It was pointed down and I couldn't get it to move against the tight constraints of my jeans. As I struggled, the back of my hand kept bumping against Joni's hot, wet pussy. Every time I felt her warmth, it made me more desperate to get my trapped pole free. Finally, after struggling, tugging, and wrestling, I made a decision. I pulled my hands free and quickly undid the button on the jeans and yanked them and my underwear down until my throbbing, pulsing meat sprang free, slapping Joni's clit in the process. Joni squeaked when it slapped her pussy and then sighed.

My dick was so hard that it stood straight up, the angry purple head just brushing against Joni's dripping womanhood. We froze as a family walked beside us, they never looked down and after they passed, Joni giggled nervously and then slowly sank down. Unfortunately, we were not perfectly lined up and the head snagged in between her thigh and her butt, just to the side of her opening. Her weight came down on me and I yelped as my dick started to bend. Joni quickly bounced away and I grabbed my dick to guide it into its new home away from home. Joni slid back down and I removed my hand as her warm, slippery flesh consumed mine. As always, our perfect fit overwhelmed me and I had to restrain myself from cumming immediately.

Joni moaned softly as she sat momentarily still while I flexed my muscle inside the steamy, sloppy sleeve of her womanhood. Slowly, oh so slowly, Joni started moving on my cock and the slow movement was exquisite torture. She moved a fraction of an inch at a time, stopping after each tiny movement to squeeze. Time after time, she stopped and squeezed until she finally, mercifully had just the head of my dick grasped between the petals of her well-trained flower. She paused longer there than she had at any point along the length of my fleshy rod. I could feel her dripping folds grasping and lapping at the sensitive knob and the delicate touch was driving me crazy. I had to curb my desire to grab Joni by the hips and drive my hungry cock into her juicy, grasping cunt. Joni had shown she wanted to control this coupling by making it excruciatingly slow and gentle. My desire was growing exponentially with each passing minute, however.

Finally, after seemingly hours of perching on the end of my dick, Joni started a slow descent, her pussy devouring my staff one excruciating inch at a time. After an interminable amount of time, she settled in my lap, which now contained a growing puddle of our combined juices. I hadn't come, neither had she, but we were both leaking copious amounts of lubrication. Joni stilled, staying on my lap and then she leaned back against my chest.

"Studley?" She whispered. "Touch me...make me cum, I want to feel your fingers on me, loving me, caressing me, making me yours..." Her voice drifted off as her head sagged back against my shoulder.

Gently, I slipped my hands under the fluttery fabric of her sundress. I didn't want to disturb the dreamlike trance she seemed to have drifted into, so I moved my hands slowly, smoothly and softly against her skin. She sighed as she felt me approach our coupled flesh. I dipped my fingers into the pool between her legs and she settled more deeply against my chest. I found her little nubbin and rubbed in a small circle and a little 'ooooh' escaped from her lips. Joni made no effort to move, so I continued to make tiny circles on her clit, gradually increasing the pressure. I changed up the rhythm, so it was not as smooth, making her flinch as the pleasure began to spike.

I turned my head and dipped so that I could kiss and nibble on her ear and she relaxed even more, her head lolling back further, exposing all of her neck to me. I matched the pace of my finger on her clit, with the speed of my tongue on her ear. Suddenly I flicked her ear with my tongue and pinched her clit between my forefinger and thumb. She squeaked and I was rewarded with another gush in my lap. She had been pulsing her muscles around my dick, slowly, sensuously, but after the pinch, the speed and pressure built as she rapidly approached orgasm. I moved down her neck as far as I could kissing the smooth skin and then worked back up to her chin. She turned her head for a kiss as I began thrumming her clit as fast as I could and her pussy clamped hard, almost painfully hard, on my dick. I slid my tongue through her soft lips and she tried to suck it down her throat. (For one very weird moment, the thought flashed through my mind that I was going to be licking the end of my own dick. THAT'S how hard she was sucking my tongue.) Suddenly she was cumming as she started thrashing on my lap. She almost bit my tongue off and I tasted blood. As suddenly as she began twisting and flopping on my lap, she stopped, spent, her head falling back to my shoulder. I pulled my hands out from under the dress and spread it back over us. Her flailing around had caused it to slide up dangerously high on her thighs.

I still had not cum, but it was looking like that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Thankfully, our little adventure had not drawn any attention, because as I looked around, nobody was looking at us. Gently, I lifted Joni off my dick, leaving her dress covering us. It was like wrestling a one hundred pound rag doll, she was that out of it. I struggled to get my jeans back up without exposing myself. It was difficult as I was still engorged and since we were seated, I had a hard time getting my jeans up. Thankfully, one last firm tug got it done. I moved Joni off my lap and made sure she was leaning against me. I figured I was safe to zip up with her off my lap because I was no longer naked. No one looked at me and I got it done. I staggered to my feet and got Joni up. Wrapping my arm around her, we slowly made our way to the corner of Columbus and Jackson and I flagged down a cab.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 08



I got Joni settled in the cab, got in myself and told the cabbie we needed to go to the Palmer House. Joni snuggled up under my arm and I held her protectively. The cabbie was older and he smiled at me in the mirror.

"Long day?" He said with a smile in his voice.

"Yeah," I answered. "We got married this morning and we've been doing some sightseeing." I just continued with the fiction, it just seemed easier.

"Well, congratulations son, we're here." The cabbie answered.

I paid the fare, with tip as the doorman helped Joni from the cab. I got out and took Joni's hand. I tipped the doorman and we entered the lobby. I guided Joni to the elevator and then after exiting, to our room. Once inside, Joni said she wanted to take a shower.

"I don't mean to be crude," I said. "But, I'm starving. Do we know what we are doing for dinner?"

Joni smiled and walked into the bedroom. She closed the door and I heard her talking. She came out and said, "Daddy had arranged for room service tonight. He figured we would want to stay in. I just told them to bring it up in about an hour. I want you to take a shower first and then I'm going to take mine. I will be out after dinner arrives, OK?"

I shrugged, walked over to her, kissed her and went into the bathroom. It felt good to stand under the hot water and let it run over my head, neck and shoulders. My dick, which had been teased unmercifully all day was at full staff and looked a little like it was staring me in the face, accusingly. I wanted to stroke it, but I knew that I should be rewarded soon enough. I finished and put on a pair of soft white boxer shorts and then got dressed in the nice clothing that I had brought.

I walked out and Joni whistled. "You clean up pretty good, you know?"

I just shook my head and muttered, "Nice, very nice."

She laughed, blew me a kiss and disappeared behind the bedroom door.

I looked around and there was a very nice TV, so I sat down and looked through the TV listings. I wasn't much of a baseball fan in those days, but the Cubs were on so I tuned the TV to WGN and started watching the game. Not surprisingly, they were losing. There was no noise coming from the bedroom and I was curious what Joni was doing. I figured I would never really know, so I sat there and watched until there was a knock on the door. I turned off the TV and went to the door. The room service waiter was there with dinner.

He brought in the cart and set up the plates on the little dining table. There were candles on the table and he lit them. He seemed to have instructions for the setting and the mood. He opened the curtains showing the skyline and then turned down the lights. I stood back and watched as he turned the dining area into a romantic dinner setting for two. There were two place settings with covered dishes and he left several items on the cart. He explained that dessert was on the cart. He turned and started toward the door.

"Uhhh," I stammered, "don't I need to pay or something?"

He stopped, turned and smiled. "No sir. This has already been taken care of." I started reaching into my pocket and he shook his head. "No need, sir. That was included. You have a pleasant evening, sir."

"Oh, OK, thanks." I answered.

I walked to the bedroom door and knocked softly. "Joni, dinner's here."

I heard a faint answer and I walked back and sat down on the couch. I heard the door open and I stood to face Joni. Her beauty again took me and left me breathless. Her hair was done up as it had on our first date, with tendrils hanging down. She was wearing a short, white silk robe with white lace trim that she had tied loosely around her waist. Her legs shimmered in white stockings that stopped short of the robe and a white silk garter belt evidently held them up. White slippers adorned her feet.

I took a step toward her and she met me in the middle of the room. "Mrs. Peters, I feel overdressed." I leaned down and drew her into my arms, our lips softly meeting in a kiss that curled my toes.

She withdrew from my lips, giggled and said, "Mr. Peters, that won't be the case for long." She reached for my belt and unbuckled it. I watched her small hands as they unbuttoned my slacks and then undid my zipper. My neglected dick started twitching with the feeling of Joni bumping around getting my slacks undone. Soon it was pushing against the front of my boxers. Joni knelt before me and pulled my pants down to my ankles. She reached down and gently lifted my foot from the floor, slipping off my shoe and sock before sliding my pants off my foot. She repeated the process on the other foot before starting to rise to her feet. As she rose, she kissed the end of my cock through my underwear, giggling when it jumped. When she got to her feet, she tossed my pants onto the couch. Wrapping her arms around me, she laid her head against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my cheek to the top of her head. We stood there holding one another in silence.

"Chris," she said softly.

"Hmmm?" I answered.

"Do you really have to go?" She spoke so quietly that I barely heard her.

I stood there for a moment and couldn't decide what to do or say. Finally, I gently pulled away from her. She didn't look up at me, so I tucked my fingers under her chin and pulled her face up to look at me. I wasn't surprised to see tears streaming down her cheeks.

I looked at her for a moment and then with a maturity I didn't really know I had, I said, "Joni, if I stay home, we couldn't be together anyway. I would be arrested and taken away. I truly wish we had gotten together before I signed up, but we didn't and what's done is done. I do love you and I don't want to hurt you. I would like to enjoy this for what it is and what we agreed it would be. Could we do that, please?"

She sniffed, nodded and laid her head on my chest once again. After a few moments she slid back and started unbuttoning my shirt. She looked up at me and smiled shyly. "I just want you in your shorts, OK?" She pushed the shirt off my shoulders and it fell to the floor.

"Sure," I smiled, "whatever you want."

I reached for her and she twirled away, giggling, her sadness hidden away, at least for now. "Let's see what's for dinner!"

She went to the small dining table and lifted one of the covers. Under it, we saw Chicken Parmigiana and angel hair pasta with what smelled like a light garlic sauce. I lifted the other cover and it contained the same thing.

Joni giggled, "It's a good thing we're eating the same thing, or it could get ugly!"

I just shook my head and walked around to hold her chair for her. As she sat, she loosened the belt on her robe. It fell to her sides and I couldn't see anything because I was behind her. I walked to the other side of the table and sat down. When I looked up, I was treated to the vision of Joni in a see through teddy, made of lace that matched the trim on her robe. Her perky, firm breasts, tipped with erect pink nipples stood proudly on her chest and I knew I was going to have a difficult time eating and conversing with her.

Joni giggled, "See something you like, Studley?"

I knew I had to put her off her game, so I said, "Yeah, the food looks great!"

Her mouth dropped open and she instantly teared up. 'Oh, crap! I thought she would laugh.' I jumped up and raced to her side. I knelt beside her. "Joni, I'm so sorry, I was teasing you. I didn't mean to be mean or hurt your feelings."

"It's OK, Studley." Joni murmured. "I probably deserved that. I tease you without mercy and you take it like a champ. I was just surprised, that's all."

"Just so you know," I whispered, "You look amazing." I kissed her cheek.

She turned her head and caught my lips with hers, "No need, but it's sweet that you apologized. Let's eat."

I returned to my seat and we ate. The food had gotten a little cool, but was delicious, anyway. We talked about the day and what we had seen. I thanked her for showing me some of her favorite places and things and her eyes sparkled. It seemed to make her very happy that I liked what she liked.

We finished eating and Joni said, "I wonder what's for dessert?"

I went and uncovered the plates and was surprised to find chocolate covered strawberries, cherries and small shortbread wafers. Joni started clapping her hands.

"Daddy remembered!" she cried. "I love chocolate covered strawberries and cherries! Studley, let's take them to the bedroom, OK?"

I shrugged and picked up the plates. Joni got up with a little grin, twirled and the robe slipped off her shoulders, and slithered to the floor. Her teddy reached her hips, and her little butt was barely covered by a tiny pair of white silk panties and the garter belt. I stood and watched as she glided into the bedroom.

She stopped and peeked over her shoulder. "Are you coming?" Then she was gone through the door.

She seemed to know, instinctively, how to keep me on edge. My dick had been in varying states of hardness all day. I had never gone completely soft at any time since we woke up this morning. I had been as hard as I have ever been a couple of rimes, but most of the time, my dick was just thickened, ready to leap into hardness. A word, a touch, a smile, all those things served to keep me aroused. Amazingly, it wasn't annoying or uncomfortable. It was warm, pleasant and served to keep me looking so forward to this evening that I would do anything for her.

By the time I got to the bedroom, she was sitting on the bed, propped up on pillows against the headboard. She patted the bed and I set the plates beside her and then crawled in and sat in front of her. I picked up one of the strawberries and offered it to Joni. She smiled, leaned forward and took a small bite. A little trickle of juice ran from her lips and down toward her chin. I leaned forward and licked it off. She giggled and opened her mouth like a baby bird. I extended the strawberry and again she took a small bite. The juice trickled and I licked it up, this time pausing for a kiss. Joni licked the remaining juice off my lips and then kissed me softly. Pulling back, she opened her mouth again. This time I popped the rest of the strawberry into my mouth instead. She was startled and sat up, blinked, and started laughing.

"Hey!" She complained, "That was mine!"

I just smiled and picked up a cherry. She smiled cautiously at me and then opened her mouth, watching the cherry as I rolled it between my fingers. I reached forward and touched her bottom lip with it and she tentatively touched it with her tongue. I slipped the cherry forward and she bit down. The cherries were like the candy with maraschino cherries and had a lot of juice to them. The juice rolled down her chin and I quickly leaned forward to lap it gently from her skin.

I gave her the rest of the cherry and she smiled. "That's better!" She said softly after swallowing her prize.

Joni picked up a strawberry and fed it to me, allowing me just a small bite. The juice ran down my chin and she quickly lapped it up. Instead of giving me another bite, she placed the wet end of the berry on my nipple and coated it with juice. Leaning down, the tip of her pink tongue flickered out and delicately cleaned the juice from my hardening nipple. I moaned softly and Joni looked up at me and smiled slyly. After rubbing the strawberry on my nipple and kissing and licking the juices off, she repeated the process on my other nipple. My dick had regained its previous state and was now throbbing in my boxers, trying to find the light. Joni offered me another bite, I took about half of the remaining berry from her fingers, and then she finished it. I cocked my head, raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

"We're sharing." She said defiantly, but with a smile.

"Well," I responded, "if we're sharing, then you're overdressed. Besides, if we continue sharing this fruit, you're gonna get your pretty, white outfit all messed up."

In the time it took her to say, "Good point," it was over her head and lying on the floor beside the bed.

"My god, Joni," I murmured, looking at her pert breasts with the pointy nipples and blush of freckles, "I can't get over how beautiful and sexy you are. Can I hold you for a minute?"

Joni picked up the plates and put them on the bedside table. "I've been trying to tell you that you can hold me for the rest of our lives, but you need to be all mature and responsible."

I started to protest and she wouldn't let me talk. "Just shut up and listen. I know this is our last night together, I just want to be sure you know how I feel." She spoke while pulling me down beside her, my arm pulling her close and her head on my chest. "I love you and I want both of us to remember this night for the rest of our lives. We're not going to talk about tomorrow any more tonight. You're going to hold me and love me and make me believe everything's all right. OK?"

"Sure Joni, whatever you want." I agreed softly.

My arm was around her side and I allowed my hand to slide around and lie on the soft skin of her tummy, with the taut muscles beneath. I stroked her skin while nuzzling into her hair and softly kissing the top of her head. Joni reached down and pulled my hand up to cup her breast. It fit so nicely into my hand that I groaned a little and I felt Joni giggle. I let my thumb rise up and rest on the tip of her rigid nipple and she sighed and snuggled in more deeply. I just allowed myself to cup and squeeze and fondle her little boob and revel in the feeling of our bodies nestled together. We fit together as if we were meant to be like this forever. It was then that Joni's hand started working its way down my belly and finally to the opening in my shorts. Her warm fingers found my throbbing shaft and lightly grasped it. I groaned again and Joni gave a little squeeze.

"What, Studley?" Joni whispered. "Do you like that?" She squeezed and stroked again.

I moaned in response and stroked her nipple to encourage her actions. She lessened her grip so that her fingers were barely making contact with the skin of my throbbing rod. Her feathery-light touch stoked my fire and made me even harder. So hard, in fact, that it had gotten a little painful. A good pain, but pain nonetheless.

"Ohhh, Joni," I moaned, "you're making me crazy. I'm so hard for you, can you feel it?"

She nodded, giggled and leaned forward away from my chest. She started planting tiny kisses on the purple mushroom that was the head of my dick. I willed myself not to jam my cock into her mouth. It was difficult, but I managed. I couldn't see anything but Joni's pretty strawberry blonde hair on the back of her head, but, I felt every caress and touch of her lips. Her little tongue flicked the end of my dick and I groaned again. She giggled and then swirled her tongue through the pre-cum that was now leaking copiously from my pulsing member. I felt it running down to her tiny hand that was now steadily stroking the length of my cock.

Suddenly, she let go and I nearly howled in frustration. The loss of contact was only momentary as she shifted her legs around and knelt beside me on the bed. She grasped my dick again in the same light fashion and continued to kiss and lick it.

Her perfect bottom with the tiny panties was in my face and I just had to kiss it. She giggled when she felt my lips, first on the silky panties and then on the smooth skin of her butt. I moved slowly as I didn't want to disturb the gentle loving moment that we were sharing. I ran my hands over her bottom and she wriggled contentedly. Working up my way to the waistband, I enjoyed the feeling of her warm buns in my hands. I hooked my fingers into the top of the silky panties and slowly started sliding them down her hips. Fortunately, she had put the panties on over the garter belt so she didn't need to stop what she was doing in order for me to get them down to her knees. With a little pressure, I was able to get one knee and then the other off the bed enough that I could slide the panties down and off her feet.

The sight of Joni's perfect little bottom framed by the garter belt and the white silky stockings covering her legs made me moan in appreciation and made my dick jump. Joni's head snapped back and she giggled again.

"I like it when he jumps." She said giggling. "It makes me happy to know that I do that to you."

Saying nothing, I leaned forward and kissed the smooth cheeks of her little bottom. Joni moaned softly as my tongue tickled her soft skin. I started planting little kisses all over the parts of her bottom that I could reach without disturbing her. She wiggled her little butt and licked my dick like a lollipop. I groaned again and decided I needed to reciprocate for her attention to my manhood. Gently, I tugged her leg and lifted it so that she was straddling me. Her pretty, pink flower opened up for me, glistening with her excitement in the low light. My very own garden of delights was displayed in front of me.

I ran my finger slowly and lightly over her lips. I felt her shiver and she moaned on my dick. The vibrations from her moaning traveled through my cock and up my spine. I kept my touch feathery-light and Joni's shivering continued. My other hand joined in the stimulation of Joni's delicate flesh and soon I was rewarded with sweet Joni juice dripping from her lips. The slippery dew looked too good to waste and I scooped some onto my fingers and up onto my tongue. As I was savoring Joni's flavor I slipped my first two fingers into her channel and Joni moaned in response and pushed back, forcing my fingers deeper. Curling my fingers, I found the rough patch of skin that always made Joni squirm. I gently rubbed the patch as my thumb stroked the bump of her clit.

Joni took my rod into her lips and started rocking back and forth, fucking herself on my hand and fucking me with her mouth. She started moaning softly and the vibrations started again. My hips jerked and Joni snapped her head back as I drove into her mouth. She pulled her head back, turned, looked at me and smiled.

"I was ready for it!" She said with a sexy little grin, before turning back and taking me all the way into her mouth, the head of my pulsing dick bumping against the back of her throat.

I groaned as I leaned back in to lick her soft, dripping lips. I ran my tongue gently from her clit to her tiny pink rosebud and she shivered.

She looked back over her shoulder and giggled, "If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum all over your face!"

"Promises, promises," I teased, before I dove back in, determined to make her cum as hard as I could. I slipped my right thumb over her tiny butthole and pressed gently. At the same time, I reached around and started tickling her clit lightly with the fingertips on my left hand. All along, I lapped gently at the edges of her lips, as I knew she really liked the gentle caress of my tongue there. Her actions on my cock had slowed almost to the point where she had stopped completely. I felt her head droop and her cheek brush against the hypersensitive mushroom head of my cock. The soft, warm skin of her cheek made my dick pulse and she whimpered in response.

Slowly, she started rocking back against my hands, lips and tongue. It seemed to me she was looking for some penetration, so I shifted my left thumb from rubbing her clit into her soaking wet channel. She moaned and whimpered and it sounded like she enjoyed the penetration and her rocking sped up. I pressed harder with my right thumb, it popped into her little butt, and she stopped rocking for a moment. Suddenly, she thrust back hard and both of my thumbs slipped into her as far as they would go. She pulled off, paused, and then jammed herself back again. This time, her cunt and butt muscles gripped my thumbs tightly as she slowly pulled herself off. She paused again, still gripping and then pushed herself back onto my thumbs. Her muscles held my thumbs, viselike, by as she pushed against my hands. Suddenly, she relaxed and her pussy and butt jammed back against my hands and I felt the same muscles started contracting in a massive orgasm. My hands were quickly coated by Joni juice as she collapsed on the bed, her beautiful little butt in the air.




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I started pumping both thumbs in and out, as her orgasm pulsed on and on. Joni lay there and made little 'ooh-ooh' sounds as I ground my thumbs as deeply into her as I could. Finally, I could feel the pulsing of her orgasm diminishing and Joni whimpered quietly, "No more, Chris, please, no more." She pushed away from me and lay down.

I pulled my hands away and started licking the thick, sweet, Joni cum from my left hand. Joni heard me slurping and weakly turned her head to look at me. "What are you doing?"

I grinned, "I didn't get much dessert, so I'm eating honey...from my honey."

She groaned while smiling, "Oh, that was terrible!"

Still grinning, I said, "Yeah, I know, but it had to be said."

"Chris?" Joni said quietly.

Pausing from my licking, I said, "Yeah?"

"I love you, you know?" She said in barely a whisper.

I picked up her foot and kissed her calf. "I know, I love you, too."

"Could you make love to me, now?" Her voice was barely audible.

I grinned at her again, pausing from kissing and licking her leg. "I thought I had been."

She growled at me, "You know what I mean, you big oaf!"

I crawled out from under her and lay down beside her. I kissed her nose and said, "I would love to make love to you, Mrs. Peters."

Tears welled up in her eyes and she softly kissed me. It was one of the softest, most loving kisses I would ever receive in my life. As we were kissing, Joni rolled us over so that I was lying on top of her. Tipping her hips, she found the tip of my painfully hard cock with her drooling pussy.

"You haven't cum all day, have you?" Joni said, kissing my lips gently. "You've been making sure that I came again and again. You haven't worried about yourself at all. Have you, you poor baby?"

The head of my dick was just wedged in her slippery lips and she started rotating her hips so that my dick was popping in and out. The feeling was exquisite and torturous. I groaned and held myself still. Joni tipped her hips some more to draw me deeper into her warm, slippery furrow.

"Chris," Joni whimpered, "Love me, love me now."

Slowly, I slid the rest of the way into her smoking hot depths. I leaned down and drew her into a passionate kiss and she responded with passion of her own. My cock, which had been in varying states of hardness since morning, was achingly hard and very, very hot. It seemed as if I could feel every fold and contour of Joni's little pussy. Every fiber of my being was concentrated on my cock and Joni's wet core. I slowly withdrew and left the head resting between her petals.

"Ooooh Chris, don't tease me!" Joni moaned.

Just slowly as before, I penetrated her and our pelvises bumped together. I wanted this to last so I started a slow, steady rhythm and watched Joni's smiling face. I glanced down and watched her little breasts as they bobbled on her chest and she lightly slapped me on the chest.

"My eyes are up here Big Boy." Joni laughed lightly.

"But, I like them!" I protested as I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Asshole!" Joni mumbled through the kiss.

I continued as slowly as I could stand and Joni continued to tip her hips into mine, increasing the pressure on the head of my dick and continuously changing my angle of penetration. Soon, I could feel the familiar tingling sensation at the head of my dick and I speeded up my thrusting. Joni was moaning and whipping her head back and forth.

"Oh, oh, oh, Studley, I, I, I'm c-c-cumming again!" Joni howled softly.

"S-s-so a-a-am I, I, b-b-baby." I hissed as I unloaded a torrent of cum into Joni's steaming cauldron. I continued to pump my hips as my cock spewed. Joni finally collapsed and pushed at my chest.

"Please stop, Chris, I'm done." She whispered so softly that I could barely hear her.

I didn't want to crush her so I withdrew and rolled off to her side. Joni immediately snuggled up to me and I pulled her close, her head on my shoulder. She craned her neck and kissed me on my neck.

"Could we lie here for a minute, Studley? I'm so tired." Joni mumbled.

"Sure, Joni, whatever you want." I responded, kissing the top of her head. My eyes drifted shut.

I opened my eyes and blinked, trying to chase the sleep from my eyes. I looked over at the clock and was surprised to see that it was seven o'clock in the morning. I looked down and Joni hadn't moved, she was still snuggled in my arms. I kissed her on top of the head and slipped away. I needed to use the bathroom. I came back out and Joni was lying in bed, awake, with a little pout on her lips.

"Where did you go?" Joni asked in a little girl's voice.

"I had to use the bathroom." I answered. "It was getting to be an emergency."

"Oh," she continued in the frightened little voice, "I woke up and you were gone and it scared me."

I crawled in beside her and she immediately snuggled to my side. I put my arm around her and kissed the top of her head, much as I had done the night before. She sighed in contentment. I looked down and realized that she was still wearing the garter belt and stockings from last night.

"Aren't those stockings getting uncomfortable?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little bit." Joni answered, not moving.

"Why don't you take them off?" I continued quizzing her.

"'Cause right now, I don't want to let you go." Joni mumbled.

"Oh, OK." I responded.

We lay there a little while and Joni finally roused herself and sat up. "I'm going to the bathroom and then take a shower. OK?"

"Uh-huh." Was my brief answer.

She looked at me, frowning. "Don't you want to join me in the shower?"

"Yes, but you usually tell me you want to shower alone. I assumed today would be the same." I explained.

"Yeah, I know I have told you that, a lot." Joni said quietly, "But, I know that after we get home today, I probably won't see you much, so I want you with me as much as possible."

"OK." I answered.

Joni stood up from the bed, leaned in, and kissed me softly. "Come in when you hear me call you, OK?"

"OK." I answered, again.

Joni went in and I busied myself cleaning up my clothes. I packed all the stuff I wasn't going to be wearing and put the suitcase on the bed. I heard the shower start and thought Joni would call me right away, but I was wrong. It was about five minutes before she called me. I was waiting on the bed when I heard her sweet voice.

I walked, naked, into the bathroom. Joni was standing under the shower; head tilted back, water cascading through her hair and down her back. I stopped and watched her, transfixed by her beauty and the innocence of her pose.

She stepped away from the water, opened her eyes and looked at me. "What?"

"I was just thinking how beautiful and innocent you looked there." I said, smiling.

"Thank you." Joni said, blushing. "Now get in here."

I stepped into the shower and Joni stepped into my arms. Just as quickly, she stepped back. "Ewww! Now that I'm clean, you stink!"

I laughed as she spun us around and pushed me under the water. I started to reach for the soap and she pushed my hand away. "Let me." She whispered.

I tilted my head back into the warm rush of water and felt her hands sliding all over me. She washed my chest, arms and made me raise them. When she reached my pits, it tickled and I jerked away. She giggled, slapped my chest and told me to stand still. She washed down my legs and started working her way back up. No one had done this for me since I was a child and I found it very sensuous. She worked her way back up to my waist before reaching around to grip my butt. She wormed her fingers between my cheeks, tickling my hole. I jumped at the intrusion and she giggled. I looked down at her.

She looked back at me with pure innocence on her face. "What?"

I just shook my head, watching her. The tip of her left index finger was popping in and out of my hole and her right hand was soaping up my rapidly rising love muscle. She put pressure on my side and turned my front into the spray, rinsing off the soap, she pulled me back and my body shielded her face from the spray of the shower. Looking up at me with those beautiful, emerald green eyes, she kissed the fat head of my pulsing rod and then let it slip slowly through her lips and into her mouth. The warmth of her mouth made me moan and she giggled deep in her throat. She bobbed her head up and down several times before letting my dick pop from her lips with a smack.

Standing, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly with her head on my chest. We stood quietly in the cascading water for several minutes before she pushed back and turned around, wiggling her little butt at me.

"See something you want, Studley?" She cooed over her shoulder.

I slipped in behind her, bending my knees and adjusting to her height. I gently pushed my dick into her warm, wet crease. I glided my hands up the slick skin of her belly and cupped her perfect breasts in my palms, capturing her nipples in my fingers. I moved slowly and gently. I figured this was the last time we would make love and I wanted it soft, tender and loving. Joni's actions seemed to mimic mine and I felt I was right. We slowly moved together her hips pressing back into mine. Her soft bottom made little slapping sounds as we met. I pulled out and she turned her head with a surprised look on her face. Surprising to me were the tears running down her cheeks.

"WH-wh-what's wr-wr-wrong?" I stammered.

"N-n-nothing." Joni sobbed. "Wh-wh-why d-d-did y-y-you s-s-stop?"

I steeled myself against her tears and sobs. "I want to see your beautiful face and eyes. I want to kiss you; I want you to kiss me. I want to love you."

She smiled shyly and turned around. I bent over and her arms encircled my neck. Slipping my hands under her perfect bottom, I lifted her up and settled her on my cock. She eased herself down and surrendered her lips to mine. We stood there kissing, Joni impaled on me, squeezing me. I don't know how long we stood there, but I didn't feel her weight, I just felt her love. After a long time just kissing and holding each other and her squeezing my cock with her lovely muscles, I was stunned to realize that I was about to cum just from the pressure of her muscles squeezing me. The thought that she could control her muscles that well just served to stoke my fires and I blasted volley after volley of my juice into her channel. Joni's face turned red and she closed her eyes as I felt her body follow mine into orgasm. I softened my kisses and she pulled away from my face, looking into my eyes before lowering her head to my shoulder.

Her shoulders began shuddering and I felt her hot tears on my skin. I knew they were tears of sadness and that thought made them burn my skin. I began to feel badly that I had ended up hurting her, after all, and my own eyes filled with tears.

My erection finally softened and slipped from her and Joni took that as her cue to slide to the floor, her face buried in my chest. I felt terrible and I didn't know what to do, so I took the cowards way out and just stood there. Eventually, Joni stopped sobbing and stepped away from me. I looked into her bloodshot eyes and the sadness there broke my heart. She smiled sadly at me, turned and stepped from the shower. I stayed behind for a minute trying to figure out what to say. As usual for an eighteen year old, nothing came to mind.

I left the shower and she was already in the bedroom getting dressed. She had pulled her hair into a ponytail and was dressing in a blue jean skirt and tank top. Even as simply as she had dressed, she was strikingly beautiful. I kicked myself mentally for being so hasty in joining the Navy.

"Chris?" She said as I was toweling myself off.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Do you want to get breakfast downstairs before we leave?" Joni asked quietly.

"That sounds good to me." I said, simply.

"OK, I'm going to call a bellboy to come get our stuff. Is that OK?" Her voice was softer, if that was possible.

"Sure." I answered.

I walked into the bedroom and grabbed the clothes I had left out. As I was dressing, Joni was making the call.

"They said the guy will be up here in a few minutes." Joni sighed and looked around.

"Are you OK?" I asked as I walked up behind her, putting my arms around her waist.

She leaned back into me. "Yeah, I think I am." She said softly. "I think it really helped me with you holding me in there while I cried. It'll hurt for a little while, but I think I'm OK, I really do."

"OK." I answered when there was a knock on the door.

The bellman came in and picked up our bags and we followed him. Joni told him we were going to have breakfast and then check out. He asked for the car check and said he would have our stuff in the car and the car out front in an hour. He told me that if we needed longer to tell the waitress to let Lenny know. I said OK and pressed a five into his hand. He grinned and said if we came back to ask for him and he'd take very good care of us.

We ordered breakfast and Joni started asking what I would be doing the rest of the week. I started telling her about dinner with Danny and Eva when the food got there. We ate as I told her about dinner and that I wasn't sure about what, if anything, my mom had planned. So, I was leaving tomorrow open. I had to be downtown at the train station at 6:00 am Saturday, so I figured I wouldn't see anybody Saturday morning.

We finished our meal and went and checked out. As Joni had said, her dad had covered the bill, so we walked out of the front door into the pretty summer morning. As Lenny had promised, our car was there, ready and waiting. The doorman held Joni's door and I tipped him and gave him a tip for the valet. We drove away from our honeymoon hotel.

Joni sat with her thigh pressed to mine and held my hand in both of hers all the way to Milwaukee. We didn't say ten words the whole way. Joni didn't cry anymore and I was afraid I might make her start if I said too much.

I pulled up in front of her parent's place, parked and shut off the car. I got out, opened her door, and then retrieved her suitcase. She told me to leave the bag on the sidewalk. I did and when I turned she was right in front of me.

She reached up and caressed my cheek. "I know what we've said and what we've agreed, but, I want you to know that if you change your mind, I'm here. Even if I'm involved with someone else, if you come back to me, I'm yours. I love you, Chris and I always will." With that, she kissed me on the cheek and went in the front door, leaving me standing there, stunned.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 09



Great thanks to my editor Dr. Bob and for the insights of leftyloo and lancerval.

This is the continuing story of Chris Peters a young man who is beginning his life. If you are joing the story now, you're gonna be lost. I'd suggest starting a little earlier.

For those who have been following along; thank you and welcome back.

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I stood and watched Joni walk into the house, waiting for her to turn back and look over her shoulder. She never did and the door closed softly with a click behind her. I didn't know how to process the information with which she left me. She would always be available to me? What did that mean?

I slowly walked to the car and got in. I looked one last time at the front of the house, then started the car and drove slowly home. I was still stewing over Joni's last statement when I got home. I dragged my stuff out of the trunk and into the house. Mom still was not home. Had she moved in with Patti?

I went up to my room and threw myself on the bed. Mom had been worried about how Joni was going to take this; she never said that it would be a problem for me. The part of me that was in love with Joni wanted to run to her, but the rational part of me knew that would only end in disaster. I sat up and took a deep breath, determined to continue on my chosen path, the way I had explained it to Joni. The telephone started ringing and I went into Mom's room to answer it.

It was Mom. "Chris? Where have you been?"

A thousand things flashed through my mind, before I decided to really fuck with her. "Hi, Mom. Joni and I were in Chicago, we were there on our honeymoon."

I pulled the phone from my ear as soon as I finished speaking because I knew what her reaction would be. I heard a wordless scream followed by, "CHRISSSS! YOU DID WHAT?!?!?! YOU GOT MARRIED?!?!?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?!?!?"

I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe. I got myself under control and cautiously put the phone to my ear. "Mom?"

"Chris!" She shrieked as I jerked the phone away again.

"Mom, calm down." I said quickly, "I was just messin' with you." I pulled the phone away again.

"What!?!?" Mom said not quite as loudly.

"I said; I was messin' with you." I explained. "Joni wanted to go away overnight and pretend it was a honeymoon and I thought it would be harmless. So, we went."

Mom sighed in relief, "I'm glad, but I'm still going to kick your butt when I get home."

I laughed, "Uh-huh. When's that going to be? I want to be ready."

Mom finally started laughing. "You little shit!"

"Impressive vocabulary Mom." I chuckled. "No, seriously, when are you coming home?"

"Why, do you have another honeymoon lined up?" Mom teased.

"No, actually, Mrs. P. invited me for dinner." I said. "Danny and his dad have been up north fishing this week and I've hardly seen him. She wanted to give us this opportunity to get together."

"Oh, Ok." She said quietly. "Are you going to be home tomorrow?"

"Yeah, all day." I said. "I told everyone that I wanted to spend my last night at home with you, Mom."

"Oh!" She sounded surprised.

"So are you coming home today or tomorrow?" I still hadn't gotten an answer.

"I am going to be home in the morning." She answered.

"Ok, I'll see you then." I hung up the phone.

I called Danny's and Eva answered. "Hi, Mrs. P., is Danny home?"

"Hi, Chris," she said warmly, "No, Danny and his dad aren't home yet. I expect them at any time, though. Do you want me to have him call you?"

"Yeah," I answered, "thanks, Eva."

"Ok, Chris, see you tonight." I could hear the smile in her voice.

I flopped down in front of the TV and flipped through the channels. There was nothing on, so I turned it back off. I lay down on the couch and promptly fell asleep.

I was dreaming of calling Joni and listening to the phone ringing through the receiver. Suddenly, I realized the ringing was real and struggled to wake up. I staggered to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello?" I mumbled.

"Chris? Chris, is that you?" Danny asked.

I cleared my throat. "Uhh, yeah Danny, sorry, I was asleep."

"Man, you sounded terrible." Danny laughed.

"Fuck you too, asshole!" I muttered.

Danny just laughed. "What, didn't you get any this week?"

I was silent.

Danny was for a moment, too. Then, he realized what I was doing. "Holy shit! You did! Who? You gotta tell me!"

I was still silent.

"Asshole!" Danny grunted. "You're not gonna say anything, are you?"

"What time is dinner?" I asked.

"Seven, asshole!" Danny was laughing again. "Do you think you can make space in your love life for us?"

"I'll see you guys at seven, Danny." I was trying to put him off.

"Ok, see ya." Danny was still laughing as I hung up.

After being asleep for most of the afternoon, I felt grungy and decided to take a shower. I stripped, and got in the shower. While I was washing myself off, I started thinking about the last couple of weeks. Eva, Joni, Sara, Teddi and then Joni again danced through my head. All of their tits, pussies and asses danced behind my eyelids. My dick responded and it made me laugh. I had been fucking multiple times a day most days of the last couple of weeks and my dick was conditioned to be hard.

After a couple of minutes standing in the warm cascade of water, I realized that he was not to be denied. I grabbed mom's hair conditioner and coated my dick with it. The sensation, after being in so many warm, inviting pussies was mildly disappointing. I slowly stroked myself, remembering every encounter, every lingering touch, every kiss, and every lick. My dick jumped when I remembered Eva snuggled in my lap in the rocking chair. I closed my eyes and she was here with me. Slowly rocking, deeply plugged into each other, both physically and emotionally. I thought of Joni revealing her luscious breasts to me the first time on the island.

I remembered Sara, so nervous, but allowing me to touch her and then wanting me to touch her and then joyously participating with Joni and me. I laughed and my dick jumped again thinking of Teddi showing herself at the restaurant. I thought of Joni with her slow striptease out of her cheerleader routine. I could feel my orgasm rising within me with every memory. I slowly stroked my hot, hard dick as my balls boiled, but I resisted the release. Finally, I thought of Joni standing in front of me a few short hours ago, telling me she loved me and she would be there for me whenever, wherever I was ready. That's when I spilled over, blasting rope after rope of my seed onto the shower walls. My knees got weak and I crumpled to the floor of the shower. I knew I needed to be strong for the two of us, even though I wanted to break down and run to her. I stayed on the floor until the water was running cold. I cleaned up the mess I had made and climbed from the shower.

I went into my room and looked at the clock. It was a few minutes before seven. I dressed and slowly walked to Danny's house. I knocked on the door and a few seconds later Eva opened it. We looked into each other's eyes and each of us smiled a little. My eyes traveled down her body and I smiled some more, she had on the little orange sundress from our evening together. She was braless as she had been that night which surprised me. Her cleavage peaked in and out as she moved and I felt the familiar twitch in my pants. She stepped into me and hugged me tightly.

"Chris," she whispered, "I've missed you. Kiss me, quick."

I didn't hesitate, kissing her quickly and fully on those wonderful lips. Even though I knew that I loved Joni, my love for Eva hadn't diminished. Her warm, tiny body was crushed to mine and soon I was breathless. Eva seemed to suddenly remember where we were and she pushed back away from me.

I looked at her and grinned, "Wow!"

She tried not to smile back, but lost the struggle. She grinned and said, "Yeah, wow! You've learned a lot in the last couple of weeks."

I couldn't stop smiling, "Thanks!"

"Let's go find Danny, OK?" She said, walking away.

"Uh-huh." I mumbled, watching her ass sway nicely.

She turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Upon seeing me stare at her butt, she hissed, "Chris, stop that!"

I came back to earth, grinned in embarrassment, and followed her. Danny and his dad were sitting on the back patio drinking beers. (It was Wisconsin in the seventies and the drinking age was eighteen.)

Danny's dad stood and shook my hand. "Hey, Mr. Navy man. Do you want a beer?"

"No thank you, Mr. Petrovic, I don't really like beer." I answered.

He started laughing. "Don't like beer? You're gonna have a tough time in the Navy, aren't you?"

"Maybe," I said, "but I'll learn to get by."

Eva walked out then and handed me a can of Coke. "Thanks, Mrs. P."

"You guys ready to eat? Mike, get the brats and burgers off the grill, please." Eva said.

We sat down for dinner and Mr. Petrovic asked many questions about my plans. I tried to explain about the airplane mechanic idea and he said I should consider electronics and computers. Even though I thought he was nuts, (again, the seventies) I told him I would.

Danny and I went back outside and sat on the patio after dinner. He asked about what I had been doing and I was as evasive as I could be. He laughed and said he figured I wouldn't tell him anything.

"Sooo, Chris," he said, "you're really leaving on Saturday?"

"Yeah, I am." I answered. "I get on the train at five fifteen Saturday morning. I guess that I'll be with a bunch of guys that have also signed up and we will go to Chicago together. Then we'll spend a night at a hotel that the Navy has reserved and first thing Sunday morning we'll be taken by bus to Great Lakes."

"Are you nervous?" Danny asked.

"Not really," I said, "that might change later, but right now, no. I'm actually looking forward to it."

"Wow," Danny mused, "I'm think I would be scared shitless."

I laughed, "Yeah, but that's because you're a chickenshit."

"Asshole." Danny muttered.

We talked for a little while and then we said goodbye. We shook hands and then Danny gave me a little hug and went upstairs while I said goodbye to his parents. Mr. Petrovic shook my hand again and told me that he was proud of me. Eva told him she wanted to walk home with me and he shrugged and sat down to watch television.

We walked through the front door and Eva slipped her hand into mine. We walked quietly to my house and I asked her inside.

Eva smiled sadly, "Chris, I don't think that's a good idea. It's still a strain to keep from throwing myself at you. If we're alone, I don't think I could continue to restrain myself. I have thought of our evening together over and over and I want to repeat it so very much."

She nudged me away from the sidewalk. We were on the patio and couldn't be seen from the street. She stepped into me and slipped her arms around me. Her head with the perfect short black hair lay softly against my chest and we stood quietly holding one another. Eva seemed content to just stand there, so I didn't interrupt her, I just enjoyed the feeling of her breasts against my stomach. After a few minutes she stirred, but didn't pull away. Her head rose up to look at me and there were tears glistening in the moonlight.

"I'm sorry, Chris. I know this is wrong, but I don't want to let go." Eva murmured. "I know when you walk inside and I walk away, we will likely never see each other again."

I started to protest and she shook her head.

"No, Chris," Eva continued, "I'll go back to Mike and Danny and you will go on with your life. You'll probably come back to see your Mom, but your schedule and Danny's will never match up. It would be best for me if I didn't see you without Danny, so I'm going to ask you not to visit unless you know he's there. Ok?"

I just nodded my agreement to her request.

Eva stepped back a little and slipped her hands in mine. She surprised me by pulling my hands to her breasts, allowing me to feel them one last time. Her nipples were hard and I brushed them with my thumbs. She watched my hands caress her, shivered as I did and raised her face again. This time she was presenting her lips for a kiss and I leaned back into her, crushing her breasts into my hands and her lips to mine. It was a deep, passionate, loving kiss that I could feel would be our last. Suddenly, Eva broke away, turned and ran towards her house. I stepped out to the parking lot and watched her run. She never looked back. It turned out to be the last time I would speak to her.

(I didn't come home much from the Navy. When I did, it seemed that Danny and I were never home at the same time. I respected Eva's request not to come around unless Danny was home. It seemed every time I called, Danny's dad answered the phone. I never spoke to Eva or Danny. Several years later Mom sold her condo and I lost touch with the Petrovic family completely.)

Sadly, I turned and went into the house. I went around the house and made sure it was clean, because my mom would be home in the morning. I found the list of stuff that the Navy had sent and packed those items so I would be ready. I realized that it had gotten late and I went to bed. It occurred to me as I drifted off to sleep that tomorrow would be the last day I would live in my mother's home. It felt weird.

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I awoke to my nephews bouncing on my bed. "Unca Chris, Unca Chris! Take us swimmin'! Mommy said you take us swimmin'!"

I heard laughter from the door and I peered over there. Patti was there laughing at me. "Patti? What the hell?"

"I brought Mom home and the boys wanted to go swimming." Patti explained. "Mom and I decided that you could take them."

"Uh-huh." I said drily.

One of the boys had scrambled around and was sitting on my head, the other was bouncing on my stomach, and Patti was still laughing. "OK, guys let Uncle Chris up and I'm sure he will take you in a few minutes."

Patti took them downstairs while I got ready. I took them to the pool and spent the rest of the morning with them. Mom and Patti brought lunch and we had a nice picnic with the boys. After they ate, they started getting sleepy so we took the home and put them to bed in the guest room. I felt somewhat funny putting them in the bed where I had spent time with Joni, Sara and Teddi. They were asleep almost immediately.

Mom, Patti and I spent the rest of the day just talking and hanging around. It was nice and relaxed, though Mom kept tearing up. The boys slept for a long time so the relaxed atmosphere prevailed until late in the afternoon. Patti told me that she and the boys were going to eat with us and then spend the night. I asked her about Jake and she just shook her head. I didn't press her.

Mom made stroganoff again and I enjoyed it. Mom told me I didn't need to do the dishes and I went out to the living room and sat down to watch television. I drifted off to sleep. Sometime later, Patti woke me up and told me I had a visitor. I was a little disoriented when I opened my eyes. It was dark and it took a minute to focus. I was half expecting to see Joni and was stunned to see that it was Teddi. She was sitting in a chair, smiling at me. I looked at Mom and Patti, Mom was grinning like an idiot, and Patti was standing behind Mom and Teddi giving me the thumbs up sign and mouthing 'Wow'.

Teddi had on a similar outfit to the one she wore for our date. It might have been the same shirt, a white scoop neck, though this time she was clearly braless. As then, her skirt was black, but instead of being very tight and short it was pleated and very, very short. I was lying on the couch, could clearly see up the skirt and I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing panties, either. My dick, having become accustomed to a daily ration of pussy, took notice. When I realized that I was rapidly becoming hard, I sat up, trying to conceal my condition. Unfortunately, Patti noticed right away and started laughing. Mom turned to look at her quizzically and that made Patti laugh harder, so she took off for the kitchen with Mom on her heels. I heard Mom laugh and decided I needed to kill Patti. She peaked around the corner and I glared at her, which sent her into more gales of laughter, Mom once again joining her.

Teddi tilted her head to one side, quizzically, smiling at me. "What's that about?"

"Let's go out to the patio." I said, struggling to my feet.

We got out there and sat down on the swing that up next to the patio door. It was tucked up closely enough to the wall and door that you couldn't see anyone sitting on it from the door. Teddi sat next to me on the little swing and took my hand in hers. "To be truthful, when I woke up and saw you, I got excited; my sister saw it and she started laughing." I said, miserably.

Teddi laughed and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm flattered, Chris, I really am."

I was mortified and said nothing more.

Teddi said quietly, "I was hoping we could go do something, unless you have plans with Joni and Sara."

"I don't have plans with Joni and Sara," I said, "but I promised my Mom that I would stay home and spend the day and evening with her. She's been on the verge of tears all day and I don't want to disappoint her."

"That's sweet of you, Chris. I understand." Teddi said.

We sat there quietly for a few minutes, just holding hands. Teddi looked up and me, her expression clearly conveying that she wanted to ask me something else, but was hesitant for some reason.

"What is it, Teddi?" I asked softly.

"I...I... want...I... want," she stopped.

"Teddi," I said. "What do you want?"

I saw that there were tears running down her cheeks. Her head was down and I could see that she was flushed with embarrassment. But, she just shook her head.

"Teddi," I said once again, "please tell me what you want."

"Chris," she whispered so softly that I barely heard her. "Please make love to me. I've thought of nothing else this week, but how sweet and loving you were to me." She giggled, "Well, maybe not all that sweet and loving."

"Teddi," I whispered, "my sister and my mom are right there."

"Why worry about it?" Teddi snickered. "You're leaving tomorrow and I probably won't ever see them again."

Teddi lifted up her shirt and her magnificent tits glowed in the moonlight. Any hesitation I felt vanished with her shirt. I bent and kissed her and then knelt in front of her and buried my face between those resplendent orbs. She giggled and put her hand on the back of my head, running her fingers in the short hair there.

She pulled my head up and looked into my eyes before leaning down to kiss me deeply, her tongue seeking mine with an urgency that surprised me. She held me tightly to her lips until we broke, breathless.

"You taste like bratwurst!" She giggled.

"You taste like cotton candy." I said with wonder.

She giggled. "Daddy found an old cotton candy machine and he put it in the pizza place. I can't get enough of it!"

I shook my head and leaned in, saying, "Neither can I."

Our lips met in a gentler kiss this time. I explored her lips, sliding down to suckle her lower lip, chewing a little.

She sighed, and slid her hands down my back and into the waistband of my shorts. I moaned into her mouth as she caressed my butt and slipped her hands around to the front, her fingertips finding the slippery, throbbing head of my manhood. She squeezed and stroked and caressed my aroused flesh until I was worried she might cause an accident. I pulled my lips from hers.

"Teddi," I gasped. "Unless you want a handful; you'd better slow up."

She giggled, "Sorry."

She started unbuttoning my shorts and whispered, "Change places with me."

As I sat down on the swing, she pulled my shorts to my knees. She pulled her skirt up and I glimpsed her pretty pussy before her knees glided on either side of mine. Suddenly, the pretty pussy was surrounding my cock with her warm wetness. She settled down until we were pelvic bone to pelvic bone. She bowed her head and touched her forehead to mine.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 09



"Chris," Teddi breathed, "I have been waiting for this since I left your car the other night. It feels sooo good. Let's just sit here for a minute."

"Mmm-hmm." I moaned.

She stayed outwardly still in my lap, while her talented muscles worked my dick inside of her. Slowly she started moving on top of me until we were rocking steadily on the swing. Her tits were swaying in front of me and I had to reach out and touch them. The warm fullness of her breasts filled my hands once again and my dick twitched in response. Teddi leaned back down and kissed me once again, drawing my tongue into her mouth, toying with it slowly and sensuously. Teddi increased her speed until the swing was flying wildly back and forth, banging against the wall. I saw the light on the patio flicker from the movement of the curtains over the patio doors.

I grabbed Teddi's hips so that she stopped. I held my breath as the light slowly faded as the curtains fell back into place.

"I think they heard us." I whispered.

"So what?" Teddi said as she lowered her lips to mine, kissing me again.

Teddi pulled away from our kiss and then slipped off my lap. I moaned in disappointment and she put her finger to my lips. Turning around, she raised her skirt and sat back down, my greasy pole bumping along her butt and then sliding back into the soothing warmth of her pussy. She slithered up and down a couple of times and then pulled off once again. She reached down between us to steady my dick and then centered her little butt over the crown of my cock before pushing down until I was deep in her ass, the hottest place on earth.

"Teddi," I gasped. "I'm not gonna last long."

"Good," she giggled, "help me out so I'm with you."

She pulled my hand around to her dripping cunt and pushed. I slipped my two middle fingers into her and pressed my thumb firmly to her clit.

"Ooooh," Teddi squealed, "harder, Chris, harder."

I thrust my fingers deeper into her as she rode her ass on my cock. I could feel the tide beginning to rise and I wanted to share the feeling with her, this one last time. I sped up and thrust deeper and deeper, feeling my dick through the thin membrane between her pussy and ass and then I was coming, spurting deeply into her ass.

"Ohhhh, Chris!" Teddi sighed, "I'm coming, and ohhhh, and you feel sooo good in my ass, ohhh Chris."

My hand was covered in her delectable juices as Teddi came and came hard. She shuddered and trembled, as her body was consumed by the waves of her orgasm. Teddi continued to ride me as she came down from her ecstasy. She slowed, but didn't stop. Her tremors and shivers slowed and finally halted, though she slowly moved on my dick. All of a sudden, she started shuddering again and my hand was treated to a warm gush as she came again.

"Oh, Oh, Oh," Teddi mumbled, "I, I, I'm coming again, Oh Chris, hold me!"

I slipped my arm around her waist and hugged her into my chest. I nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping at her. She finally stopped moving and slumped back against me. My dick withered and slipped from her ass. I struggled with moving her, but I got her into my lap and hugged her limp body to mine. Her head lolled against my shoulder and finally, she opened her eyes and smiled weakly.

"Hi." She said, smiling.

"Hi, yourself." I answered with a grin. "Get carried away, did ya?"

She nodded giggling, "Uh-huh."

She turned and snuggled in deeper against my chest, wrapping her arms around my back. I was enjoying this, but I started to worry that Patti or my mom would come out looking for us. After all, we were snuggled in on the swing nearly naked. I was thinking of how to get Teddi up when she raised her head, looking me in the eyes with a sweet smile.

"Chris," she murmured, "I know you need to get back in with your mom and sister, so I'll go now."

"Uhh, Ok." I stammered.

She smiled again and gave me a sweet, short kiss before rising. She looked around, found her shirt, and slipped it over her head. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked at me. She motioned for me to get up and I did, pulling my shorts up as I rose.

She stepped into me and hugged me tightly, kissed me deeply and stepped away. There were tears glistening in her eyes as she said, "I'll miss you, Chris, please be careful." She turned and left before I could respond.

I went back inside through the patio door and Patti was waiting for me. "You'd better go wash up and get some of that, uh 'How you say?' sex stink, off of you before mom gets a whiff." Patti giggled and walked away.

I ran upstairs and washed up as well as I could before coming back to see mom. The rest of the evening was quiet, though mom kept asking about Teddi. All I told her was that Teddi and I had become friends after our date. So that brought up questions about Joni. I just responded that she was the one that told me not to get serious. That brought an end to the interrogation. I went to bed about ten because I needed to be up by three thirty in order to be on time for the train.

Three thirty seemed like it came about four seconds after I lay down. I got up, took a shower, got dressed, and took my stuff downstairs. To my surprise, mom was already up and dressed. Patti was up, too, but she was still in her pajamas.

Patti came over and hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm not going, Squirt. I'm not going to wake up the boys."

"I understand, Patti." I answered. "I'm happy that you're here to say goodbye."

There were tears rolling down her cheeks. "Be careful, Squirt." She kissed me again and ran upstairs.

Mom looked at me. "Do you want to drive?"

"Nah, I'd rather you drive." I said.

We got out to the car and I stopped and looked around. I looked at Danny's house, the pool, the clubhouse and mom's place. All these places had been a huge part of my life. I took a deep breath and got in the car.

"Do you want me to drive by Joni's?" Mom asked quietly.

I shook my head, no. I couldn't take any more. We drove quietly to the train station. Mom didn't say much and neither did I. This had suddenly become very real and I was nervous. I was leaving behind all I had ever known and it was more than a little scary.

All too soon, we had arrived at the train station. Mom wanted to go with me to meet the Navy people, but I said no. I wanted to say goodbye in the parking lot. I hugged her and kissed her.

"Chris," Mom said, "I know everybody has been telling you to be careful, but I mean it when I say it. You're my baby, please be careful." She held on tight for a minute and then got into the car, refusing to look at me.

I picked up my stuff and walked to the train station. I was excited and terrified to face my future. I didn't look back, I just looked ahead and through the door into the unknown.



Chronicles of Chris Ch. 10



Great thanks to my editor Dr. Bob80 and for the insights of leftyloo and lancerval.

This is the continuing story of Chris Peters, a young man who is beginning his life. If you are joining the story now, you're gonna be lost. I'd suggest starting a little earlier.

Just a reminder, this story is based on my brother's life. It is fictionalized; however, the progression is much as his life has gone. I have taken liberties to make the story flow more smoothly.

For those who have been following along; thank you and welcome back.

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Holy shit! Those were the longest fucking ninety days of my life. I had just graduated from basic training and was on my way to O'Hare Airport with all the guys that were left from my company. There had been about ninety of us when we started. Now there were about seventy-five of us. Some guys got hurt, some guys couldn't take it and the Navy washed them out and civilian law caught up with a couple of others.

I was headed to Memphis for training, AT-"A" School. Let me explain that AT means Aviation Electronic School with "A" meaning Primary School. Technically, I was headed to Naval Air Technical Training Command in Millington, Tennessee. (NATTC Millington, TN)

The trip was uneventful. We were just a bunch of dumb, raw, shaved-headed "newbies". Trust me; we stuck out like proverbial sore thumbs. Everywhere we went, our slick, shiny heads stuck out, in the airports, and even on the base. We arrived on base early on a Friday afternoon and I found my room assignment. I found I was assigned to a six man room, which, after living with as many as ninety guys for the previous three months seemed to be the lap of luxury. Naturally, the guys that were in my room were all my age, or close enough. They all greeted the "newbie" with good-natured ribbing about my general lack of hair and body weight. They were Stew, Rodney, Mel, Dave and Ron. (If these are their actual names it's a complete accident, I have no memory of their names...fuckin' memory.)

I should say that I was never overweight as a kid, but I was healthy and thought of myself in reasonably good shape, considering all the swimming I had done and the physical nature of the odd jobs I had been able to secure throughout high school. However, the Navy had a completely different idea of "in shape" than I did. I lost about thirty pounds in basic and was downright skinny.

NATTC Millington, TN, was a training base. There was no club, there was a small base exchange, a liquor store and there was really nothing to do, other than drink. The first night there, my new roommates decided that we needed something to drink, so we walked to the exchange and liquor store. We came back with Everclear, eight twenty-four ounce bottles of Mountain Dew, a couple of limes, lemons and a shitload of ice. They cut up the fruit and poured everything into a cooler with a clean trash bag liner lining it. If anybody wanted to go outside, they had to put the stuff (it had a name but I don't remember it) in one of the Mountain Dew bottles since there were regulations prohibiting open containers on the base. I had experienced my share of drinking and normally could hold my own with anybody, but this shit just kicked my ass. I was completely hammered in no time whatsoever. Later, we walked to the mess hall and ate. I have no idea what I ate and then we just walked around the base, the guys showing me everything I needed to know.

When we got back, I was barely able to give the sentry the password to the barracks. He grinned and shook his head. "Fuckin' newbies."

I slept face down on my rack in my dungarees. Remarkably, I didn't have a hangover. I didn't feel great, but I wasn't hung over. I spent the rest of the weekend exploring the base during the day, eating at the mess and drinking with my roommates at night.

I got up with everybody else on Monday at about 0500. At that point in my life, getting up that early was just the norm. I went to mess with them for breakfast and then they went off to their various schools. I wasn't scheduled to be at the personnel office until 0800 so I went back to our room. I had already made my rack, so I grabbed a book and sat on a chair reading, until it was time to go.

I reported to personnel at 0755 and the female E6 barely looked at me while she read my orders. She was the first woman I had seen, up close, in over three months and though she wasn't pretty, she was attractive enough, I suppose. The thing that got me was she was wearing perfume and it smelled of strawberries, which made me think of Joni and my dick got hard. She glanced up at me, standing at attention, all of me, and she just smirked. She probably saw this all the time, was not impressed, and just gave me my orders.

I was to report to the galley for kitchen duty. No, I wasn't being punished. The personnel clerk explained to me that this rarely happened, but my recruiter had screwed up and sent me to basic a month early.

My school didn't start for a month and the Navy couldn't allow a newbie to be unassigned for a month, so I was assigned to kitchen duty.

The only sign of sympathy I received from her was a tiny smile. "I know, it sucks, but hey, we all gotta follow orders, right?"

I sighed, "Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am."

I reported to the Chief Petty Officer who was in charge of the galley and handed him my orders. He laughed, "Fuckin' recruiters. Personnel told you that this was rare, right?"

"Yes Sir!" I nodded also, not sure what he expected.

"Yeah, rare!" He snorted. "About half of my staff are always guys that had a 'recruiter screw up'. Really, I think it's planned."

He slapped me on the back. "Welcome to the galley kid, I'm Chief Stanley Kowalski. If there're officers around, call me chief, otherwise call me Stan or Kowalski."

I snapped to attention, "Yes, Sir!"

He chuckled, "Fuckin' newbies. I just told you, Chief, Stan or Kowalski, none of the 'Sir' shit, got it?"

"Ye...uhh, Ok, Chief." I mumbled.

"That's better, kid. Have you worked in the galley before?" The Chief asked.

"Yes, Sir." I answered. (It was drummed into our heads in basic; I couldn't simply turn it off.) "In basic, I cleaned plates, took out the garbage and cleaned tables and the floor. I also fed the Dragon." (The Dragon was the giant dishwashing unit. It was called the Dragon because it belched steam non-stop.)

"So, you've done all the nasty stuff before?" The Chief continued.

"Yes, S..uhh Chief." I answered, again. "I really don't mind, I got used to it."

"Well, Peters, since you've done all the shit work before; we'll see if we can't get you some easier duty. Maybe, we'll even teach you to cook a little." He concluded. "How does that sound? For today though, go see Bobby back at the Dragon and he'll show you what to do, OK?"

"That sounds really good, Sir, uhh, Chief." I said. "Though, I'm happy to do anything that you want."

The Chief had given me respect for the work I had done in my service week at boot camp. It felt like, aside from the 'fuckin' newbie' thing, that I was being treated as an adult, for the first time in my life, that I had something to offer that was valuable. It felt really good.

After a couple of weeks in the galley, I truly understood why they sent guys here for punishment. It was some of the most exhausting work I had ever done in my life. It wasn't difficult, it was just physically demanding. Something always needed to be scrubbed, washed or just moved. You didn't pick up a tub with five plates in it, you picked up a tub with one hundred fifty plates in it. You didn't pick up a ten pound bag of potatoes, you picked up a sack with one hundred pounds of potatoes. Everything was like that. At the end of my duty every day for about two weeks, I would go back, take a shower and fall into my bunk. I'd get up the next morning and do the whole thing over again. But, by the end of the third week I had become accustomed to it and was interacting with the other guys in my room a little more.

Then, one morning I walked in and there was a new face in the galley. I came to find out that she wasn't new; she'd just been on leave. I went to my duty station and got to work. I felt someone walk up behind me.

I turned around and there she was. "Hi, I'm Marianne Johnson." She stuck out her hand.

"Hi, I'm Chris Peters." I took her hand and she demonstrated a surprisingly firm handshake.

She was an MS3, Mess Management Specialist Third Class, and a Petty Officer 3rd Class. She stood there smiling at me. "Are you permanent, or are you a recruiting gift?"

I smiled, "I guess I'm a recruiting gift. I'm waiting for Aviation Electronic School. I've got about a week to go before it starts."

She grinned at me, a nice smile. "Ok, so I can only abuse you for about a week, huh?"

"Well, that depends on the abuse, I guess." I teased. "We could always find time for more after I start school."

"Oooh, someone's full of themselves this morning." She laughed and slugged me on the shoulder before walking away.

I watched her walk away. She was a little chunky with fairly good-sized boobs and a nice firm butt. She wasn't pretty by any means, but she had a nice smile and what seemed to be a fun personality. She was someone who I thought would make a nice friend.

Bobby Douglass, one of the permanent members of the galley staff came up to me as I watched her. "Forget it newbie," he chuckled, "she's fleet and doesn't date guys like you."

"Whaddya mean, 'guys like you'?" I asked.

"Fuckin' newbies." He laughed. (I actually had begun to think of that term as one word, fuckinnewbie.)

I went back to work and didn't think much of the exchange. Later in the day, she was back in the back of the galley by where I was working.

"Hey Peters," she said.

I didn't look up, I didn't want to cut a finger off. "Yeah?"

"You wanna go to the club tonight?" She asked.

I still didn't look up. "Club? What club? I didn't think there was a club here."

"There is on the Air Station side." She said. "So, you wanna go or what?"

I finished cutting the potatoes and looked up at her. She was smiling and had a little blush on her cheeks.

"Uh, yeah, that would be cool." I said. "But, why me? Like everybody keeps reminding me, I'm just a newbie."

"Yeah, a newbie," she said, "but a newbie with enough balls to flirt a little. I like that."

"Ok," I said. "Do we have to walk over there or what?"

"No, dumbass," she laughed, "I've got a car. What barracks are you in?"

I told her. (I'd tell you, but I don't remember enough of how the barracks were designated to even make something up.)

"Ok," she said, "I'll pick you up about seven."

"Ok." I answered.

The rest of my duty passed without anything special happening. I went back to my room, took a shower and got ready. The other guys were giving me shit because I was getting cleaned up.

Stew said, "What, ya got a hot date?"

"Well," I said, "yeah, I do."

"Whaaaat?" Rodney said. "With who? Mel?"

Mel threw a shoe at him. "Asshole!"

Rodney just laughed. "C'mon man, give. With who?"

"A Petty Officer from the galley." I said.

The room went absolutely silent. Finally, Rodney spoke, "A chick, right?"

I smiled, "Yeah."

"A chick Petty Officer from the galley." Mel said.

"Uh-huh." I was still smiling.

"Not the fat one with the big tits?" Rodney said.

"Hey, she's not fat." I protested, may a little defensively. "She's a little chunky, but I certainly wouldn't call her fat, asshole! Look, she's maybe carrying fifteen-twenty pounds of extra weight. She just looks heavy because we're in the Navy, just got out of basic and are in the best shape of our lives. Most of us are skinny, she's not fat!"

"Ok, Ok," Rodney said. "Sorry, you're right, she's not fat, just a little chunky and I guess she's kinda cute. I guess I'm just surprised at you going out with a fleet chick, not a newbie like us. How'd you get her to go out with you?"

I shrugged. "She asked me."

"Oh, bullshit!" Mel exclaimed.

I flexed, "What can I say, I'm a stud."

"Man it's getting' waaaay too deep in here." Rodney groaned.

About then, a car horn honked outside. "My chariot is here guys, see ya."

They all crowded around the window and I saw them when I looked up as I got in.

Marianne saw them, too. "Your fan club?"

I laughed, "I guess."

"Let's give them something to look at." Marianne said. She leaned over and kissed me, I was startled to find her tongue at my lips, but I just went with it. We kissed, deeply, for a few moments and when we broke, we looked up at the guys. They were going apeshit in the window.

She grinned and said, "You want 'em to really freak out?"

"Yeah, what do you have in mind?" I grinned.

She grabbed my hand and pulled it onto her boob. I was stunned as she came in for another kiss. "C'mon, Peters. Let's give 'em something to keep them up all night."

She reached down and grabbed my dick through my pants, giving it a good squeeze. She let go as she thrust her tongue deeply into my mouth. Her hand was feeling around my crotch and suddenly she found her target, the tab on my zipper. She yanked it down and fished around in my pants, finding the opening in my shorts and triumphantly dragging my rock hard dick through the fly of my shorts and pants. She sat back and looked at my dick.

"Nice, Peters, very nice!" She grinned.

"Uhhh, if you keep fooling around like that," I said nervously, "we're gonna have a mess. I haven't come since the night before I got on the train for basic. He's feeling very frisky right now."

She laughed; it was a sweet sound. "You're not my first newbie, Peters. Let's take care of this right now."

She slid back on the seat, bent over and the tip of her tongue found the pool of pre-come on the head of my dick. The hot wetness of her tongue almost made me come right then and there. My head had lolled back; I was simply enjoying the heat of her mouth before I realized that we were still in front of the barracks. My head snapped up and saw the guys in the window. They were actually cheering. I glanced at the sentry and he looked as if he was deliberately looking a different direction. About that time, Marianne slurped all the way up my cock and it started quivering.

"Uhhh, Marianne?" I groaned.

"Mmmm-hmmm?" She hummed around my dick. That was all it took. I spurted into her mouth and she never flinched. She took all I had stored up and kept sucking. Finally, I collapsed back into the seat.

She sat up, picked up a fast food drink cup and made a show of spitting the mouthful of come into the cup. I looked up at the window again and I think Rodney actually passed out.

"Ok," she said, "normally, I swallow, but never a newbie's first one after basic. I don't know why, but when it's been stored for so long, it tastes like dirty socks. Now, I really need a drink to clean this taste out of my mouth. I'm not gonna kiss you again until my mouth feels right. Ok?"

I just laughed. "Ok."

We pulled away as the sentry had turned around and pointedly looked at his watch. I gave him a little salute in gratitude. I could read his lips through the grin, 'Fuckin' newbies.'

She drove over to the club and we went inside. I had felt like a newbie on the school side, but I cannot begin to describe how I felt on the Air Station side. I was the only shaved head newbie in the club. I'm sure it only felt like those scenes in western movies when the hero or bad guy walked into the bar and the piano player hit a few bad notes and then stopped and everybody in the place looked at the guy in the door. It was probably just because I stuck out more than the proverbial sore thumb. By the time we found a table and sat down, everyone had stopped staring at us.

Marianne was laughing when we sat down. I just looked at her, "What?"

"Well, that was awkward." She snorted, "The only thing missing was a waitress dropping a tray of drinks."

"Ok," I said, "so it isn't just me?"

She laughed, "Oh, hell no. The whole place came to a grinding halt."

A waitress came over. "Hey, Marianne."

"Hey, Bobbi Jo." Marianne responded.

"Who's your friend?" Bobbi Jo asked.

"This is Chris Peters," Marianne said. "He's in the galley for the next week or so."

"Hi, Chris." Bobbi Jo said.

"Hi, Bobbi Jo." I said and then grinned. "At least you didn't address me as newbie. I thought I was gonna have to get the name on my orders changed."

They both laughed.

"What can I get you?" Bobbi Jo asked.

I looked at Marianne and Bobbi Jo spoke up. "I know what she wants, what do you want?"

"A whiskey sour." I said.

Bobbi Jo raised an eyebrow but just said, "I'll have 'em here in a minute."

"A whiskey sour?" Marianne asked.

"Hey, it's what I like." I said.

She laughed, "Ok."

Bobbi Jo brought the drinks and then left us alone. Marianne picked up the bottle of Bud and drained about half of it.

"Wow," she said, "that's better. That nasty aftertaste is gone."

I just stared at her, shaking my head.

"What?!?" Marianne asked, grinning.

"I've never been around anyone like you before." I said with a smile.

She grinned back, "Is that good or bad?"

"I dunno...neither, I guess." I answered. "I guess I've been sheltered. I've never heard anyone just say what they think before. It's just different."

She laughed. "Man, you really are a newbie, Peters."

I sighed, "So I've been told."

She burst out laughing, a very full, gusty sound, and full of enjoyment. I really liked her laugh and it made me laugh along with her.

"Ok, Peters," she said quietly, "here's the deal. I like to fuck. (I almost laughed again; she was illustrating my point about her outspoken nature.) I like to fuck, a lot. I'm not looking for romance, I'm not looking for any kind of boyfriend, I'm looking for a good stiff dick. Sometimes I'll just be seeing you, but sometimes I'll find another dick that I'll want to try. Are you up for that?"

It was funny, but just hearing her talk like that made my dick hard. I can't explain it, it just did.

I deliberately looked down at my lap before looking back up at her and answering. "As a matter of fact, I am."

She caught the entire meaning of my statement and started laughing again. "Well, alrighty then." She looked up and waved at Bobbi Jo. "Bobbi Jo, we're leaving." Each of us grabbed our drinks and finished them.

I started to grab my wallet and she waved me off. "No, I've got this. We'll see if you need to pay, and what you need to pay, in a little while."

She paid and we left. She drove to her place and we went in. She told me she had a couple of roommates and sometimes they were there, sometimes, they weren't. The other thing she told me was that she kind of liked an audience and sometimes her roommates would watch. They never joined in, but they might get themselves off as they watched. So, I might be seeing more naked bodies than just hers.

She walked straight to her room and started stripping off her clothes. She was right; there was no romance, here. I watched as she quickly revealed her naked body, off came the shirt and pants, then the bra and finally the simple white cotton panties. Naked, she was more curvy than chubby. Her dungarees did absolutely nothing to enhance her body, instead the clothing served to minimize her natural softness and feminine beauty. Not to say her face was beautiful, it was not. Her face tended toward plain and unremarkable. Nevertheless, her body was very attractive in a classic, soft, almost Rubenesque manner. Her boobs were large and firm with dark, long nipples. Her butt was round, firm and smooth. She turned to face me and my eyes were drawn to her full dark bush, it was wild and very dense.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 10



"Hey!" She said with a smirk, "It's gonna be difficult to fuck with me naked and you not!"

I grinned, "I'm just enjoying the view."

Remarkably, she blushed.

I started removing my dungarees and she came over to help. She slapped my hands away as I tried to undo my belt.

"Stop it," she hissed, "I've just decided I want to undress you. Sometimes, I just like to play with my new toys."

She pushed me to a sitting position on the bed and knelt in front of me. As I watched her unlace my boots, I got a nice look down her cleavage. (Whether a woman is naked or not, I love cleavage. I love the way their breasts meet and rub together, it gives a sense of mystery to the rest of the breasts. It just thrills me.) Marianne looked up at me and caught me ogling her boobs; she shook her head and grinned. After she got my boots and socks off she went to work on my shirt. She was still on her knees in front of me, but now she was upright instead of bent over and her boobs were brushing the tops of my legs. Even though my pants were between us, I could feel the soft, supple firmness of her boobs and my dick twitched in response. As she slid my shirt off my shoulders, she rose a little and the weight of her boobs rested in my lap and on my cock. She obviously felt the hardness through my pants, looked up at me, and with a wicked grin, shook those marvelous melons over my cock. I moaned and thrust my hips into the big pillows. She grinned again and shook her head.

Marianne was obviously enjoying herself. She pushed the shirt all the way off and as she did, started kissing my chest, working her way to my nipple. First, she sucked it in and then swirled her tongue around it. It tickled a little and I tried to squirm away. She smacked my chest, told me to sit still, and started working on the other nipple. The ticklish sensation morphed into something different and I was squirming was from excitement. Still kneeling, she tugged on my pants, bidding me to stand up. Immediately, she undid my belt, pushed my pants and skivvies to the floor and then picked up each of my legs and slipped the pants off. I stood naked in front of her and my rock hard dick was millimeters from her lush, full red lips. My hips started rocking and Marianne moved her head back, looked up with a cocked eyebrow, and then pushed me back onto the bed.

She climbed up onto me and scooted up to sit on my chest. "Ok, cowboy, let's see what you've got!"

She slipped the rest of the way up until her pussy was hovering over my face. "Are you ready?" She asked in her raspy voice.

I answered by taking a small swipe with my tongue alongside her pussy, not touching anything but the very edge of her lips, causing her to shudder. She squirmed and tried to force herself down harder but I anticipated her and held her firmly in place. I could tell that she was accustomed to being in control, but I wanted to control this. I wanted her to be overwhelmed by what I knew how to do and begging for more.

My tongue skittered along the edges of her pink flesh. She continued to try to push herself down and I held her off. I could see the wetness beginning to build as her desire rose. I allowed my tongue to trace deeper into her folds as they opened as though they were the delicate petals of a rose. Whimpers and groans came down to me as I gently lapped at the growing wetness. My tongue was working deeper and deeper as Marianne squirmed and wriggled above me. I slipped from her warm folds and flicked the tip of my tongue over the clit that was peeking through the dark hair. As my tongue wound through the hair and around the protruding nub, I realized that this was the biggest clit that I had encountered. I moved my head up, took the bud between my lips, and sucked.

"Ooooooh Gawwwwd!" Marianne shrieked. "Omygodohmygodohmygod!"

I laughed a little to myself as everything she said came out as one word. I took the opportunity to reverse our positions on the bed. She was now splayed on the bed with a glazed look on her face and I was on my knees between her legs.

I dipped my head back to her pussy and sucked on the sensitive bud. Now that I had it between my lips, I started to flick it again with my tongue. She resumed squirming almost immediately and I slipped my hands down under her butt. Twisting my left hand around, I slipped my thumb into her soaking pussy and pressed as deeply as I could and pressed the forefinger from my right hand into her little anus. I nipped her clit with my teeth as I pressed my finger deeper into her bottom and I twisted my thumb in her drooling cunt.

"Ooooooh Gawwwwd!" Marianne moaned, "Ooooooh Gawwwwd, I'mmmmm commming!"

Her hips bucked off the bed and suddenly my hand was coated in thick, slippery goo. Her stomach rippled as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her legs were tense as she lifted herself off the bed, and then suddenly relaxed as the orgasm waned and her body was spent. Her entire body sagged back to the bed as I continued to kiss and lick the still pulsing petals of her fully engorged pussy. She started weakly pushing at my head.

"Stop," she whispered, "stop, I've had enough...for now."

She giggled then, "But, I'll be back..., get up here and kiss me." I planted one last kiss on her pussy, which made her jump a little, before sliding up to kiss her on the mouth.

"Mmmmm," she moaned through the kiss before pushing me away, "you do know what you're doing, don't you?"

I kissed the valley between her firm, smooth breasts and murmured, "I had a good teacher."

She giggled, "I'll say that you did, who was she?"

"I never kiss and tell." I said seriously. "I never will."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked, leaning up on one elbow.

"My first was someone who could have been hurt very badly by me blabbing what we had done." I explained quietly. "She was very special to me and I realized that if she deserved that kind of consideration, then any woman who allowed me the privilege of making love to her deserved the same consideration. So, I never kiss and tell."

Marianne lay back down. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen, why?" I smiled.

She smiled, "Come here and kiss me." I slid back up and did just that. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and may have drawn blood. Finally, she released me.

She laughed at the expression on my face. "I'm not a lesbian or anything, but I love the taste of my pussy in a guy's mouth."

"Okaaaay." I said slowly.

She laughed again. "I find it a little weird that as an eighteen year old that you're not bragging about any and all of your conquests, but I also find it kinda sweet. I assume that I'm included in the 'never kiss and tell', right?"

I laughed, "Yeah, but with a little bit of a qualification."

She frowned, "A qualification? How so?"

"You sucked me off in front of my roommates." I smiled. "I will have to answer questions about that when I get back, you know."

She started laughing, the full hearty laugh from earlier. It made me smile. "Touché! That's a valid point. Just be good, Ok?"

I grinned and said in my best old pervert's voice, "I'm always good, little girl."

"There's something wrong with you." She said with a smirk. "You know that, don't you?"

"Uh-huh," was all I said before finding her nipple with my lips.

"Unnggh," Marianne moaned as I sucked as much of her boob into my mouth as I could.

I was lying beside her and she started tugging on my shoulders. "Ok, cowboy, let's see if you're as good with your dick as you are with your mouth."

I slipped between her legs and my dick found her drooling opening with unerring accuracy. As I plumbed her depths, I felt her legs come up around my hips, her heels digging in.

"Come on, Peters! Fuck me, fuck me hard! Fuck me deep! Fuck me 'til I scream!" She was muttering in my ear.

She was hot, wet and moving her hips hard back at me. This girl could fuck! Her heels were spurring me on as we went at one another. The only sounds that were audible were my grunts from effort, her groans, and chirps every time our pelvises slammed together and the wet slurping and slapping of our bodies. I became grateful for the sit-ups in basic as we went on and on. This was not the tender lovemaking I had enjoyed with Mrs. P, Joni, Sara or even Teddi. This was fucking, plain and simple; this was animal mating. The funny thing was, even though I had thoroughly enjoyed all the tenderness from my earlier experiences, I found this to be a huuuge turn-on. There was no love, there was just physical pleasure and Marianne was giving as good as she got. I started hearing a ringing in my ears as my body started tensing toward orgasm. The glow started in my belly and warmed my balls and cock. It felt like my cock was literally going to explode. It felt bigger than it had ever felt before, and just seemed to be continuing to grow. Marianne screamed and grabbed my hips and I could feel her orgasm start, triggering my own. Her legs locked around my hips, freezing my movement with my cock buried deep inside of her. I released torrent after torrent of come deep into her boiling, blazing cunt. In return, I felt my balls and legs being bathed with something hot, wet and gooey. Finally spent, I collapsed onto her.

I lay there breathing deeply, trying to recover and she started laughing. "Ok, Big Boy, I'm convinced. You fuck every bit as well as you eat pussy. Now, get your worn out ass offa me."

I slid off, lying on my side next to her. After lying there for a few minutes, I had my breath back and was considering round two. Reaching up, I palmed the tit nearest to me and tweaked the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She jumped and turned her head to look at me.

"Haven't had enough?" She smirked.

"Gee, I don't know." I answered, grinning. "Now that I have my breath back, I'm thinking that we could do that again. Whaddya think?"

Marianne reached down and grabbed my rapidly hardening dick. "Hmmm, I think I could find something to do with this."

She pushed me over onto my back, threw her leg over me and sat up on me, straddling me and forcing my dick back onto my belly. Positioning her pussy over my cock, she slid over the length of it until I thought she would allow it to pop into that hot wet cavern. I was wrong. She was actually intent on keeping it out of her pussy. She would rock on it until it would threaten to break free and then she would slide back down. It felt sensational. Her clit was riding along the bottom of my dick and she was squeaking and squealing the entire time. She was getting wetter and wetter and there was a swamp at our slippery sexes. Suddenly she started shaking, shimmying and moaning that she was going to come and the she collapsed onto my chest.

She lay there for a moment breathing raggedly, not saying anything. Her breath calmed and without a word, sat up and turned around impaling herself on my throbbing cock, backwards. (I learned later that this was called reverse cowgirl. In my relative naïveté I had never even heard of this position before and I thought it was fucking fantastic.) She started rocking her hips and when she got almost to the end of her stroke, my dick would pop out of her pussy, the hardened tip just catching on her pelvic bone. It hurt a little, but also sent a pleasurable spark through my cock. She had done this before because as she reversed her stroke my the tip would catch on the same spot before plunging back inside her warm pussy.

She repeated her strokes about a half a dozen times before gasping, "Newbie, rub my asshole!"

My fingers found her little hole and with as sloppy as we were down there, were soon slipping and sliding around. From the little whimpers and cries from Marianne it sounded like I was doing what she wanted and liked. Then, by accident, my finger slid into her as she stroked back. She froze and I started pulling out.

"No," she said with a strangled voice, "leave it."

I slowly pushed it back in and wriggled it around. Her little butthole clamped around it as I felt her entire body tense up as yet another orgasm washed over her. She sat frozen as her orgasm consumed her and then, with shaky little movements, she started fucking me again. I straightened my finger and just let her ride me. Soon, she regained her rhythm and was fucking me with great intensity. The little sparks returned and I was really getting into the alternating pain and pleasure of the awkward bending of my dick. Marianne started moaning and whimpering again and I grinned as I wondered if wriggling my finger would make her come again.

I bent my finger and wriggled it around and suddenly she cried, "Oh my God, I'm commmiiinnngggg!"

This time she flopped forward and collapsed on top of me. She lay there for a few minutes before rousing herself. She crawled around until she was beside me and lay down, throwing her arm over me. I amused myself by watching her boobs hang, sway and wiggle beneath her as she moved. (I have always loved the way big boobs hang and sway when a woman is on her hands and knees.)

"Look, Peters," she mumbled, "I'm worn out. I know you didn't come, so if you need to, climb aboard and do what you want. Just don't expect much from me."

Normally, I would have just let this go and just lay there, but this was the first time I was having sex in over three months and I really, really needed one more. Besides, the thought that a naked woman had just said 'do what you want' was too much to pass up. I leaned into her and kissed her while I pushed her onto her back. Then I sat back on my heels and looked at her. I didn't touch her for a minute while I admired the curves and smooth skin.

She opened her eyes and looked at me. "What the fuck are you doing, now Newbie?"

"Like I said earlier," I replied with a smirk, "admiring the view."

She closed her eyes and smiled, "Weirdo."

I scooted closer to her so that my dick was touching her boob. My dick was still wet and I rubbed the tip around on her nipple, enjoying the feeling. She opened one eye and looked at me, shook her head and closed it again. I let my dick slip down and lifted her boob up so that I could slide into the warm pocket between her boob and chest. I rocked my hips a couple of times, fucking her tit before I backed out. I glanced up at Marianne's face. She had opened her eyes and was watching me explore and play with her body. She had the same little smile of amusement. She seemed to understand that she could trust me not to do anything to hurt her; that I was just playing. I leaned down and kissed her briefly before rolling her gently onto her front side. She just allowed me to do it.

I kissed all over her back and she hummed contentedly. I got to her butt and she giggled when I kissed all over her cheeks. The only time she tensed was when I pulled her legs apart and crawled between them. I leaned down, kissed her back, and murmured for her not to worry, I wasn't thinking about that. Then, she relaxed. I grabbed a pillow and slipped it under her hips so that her butt was a little elevated. I spread her legs a little further, slipped down, and slid my dick into her pussy.

"Mmmm," she moaned, "that feels nice."

After all the urgent body slapping, almost desperate sex from earlier, I wanted something gentler. I smoothly fucked Marianne from behind, rocking in and out. Our earlier couplings had left her very wet and this was a slow, comfortable session of fucking. Even though she said she was worn out, I was determined to make her come one last time. I don't know how long we were like this but it may have been one of the longest uninterrupted sessions of pure fucking in my life. I stroked her hair; I stroked her back and her butt.

Every four or five strokes, I slipped my dick out of her and slid between her soft cheeks, A couple of strokes and I would slide smoothly back into her pussy. I wanted her to be relaxed and comfortable. I liked the smooth warmth of her skin. I just kept it up, slowly and gently, until, finally, I felt Marianne's cunt starting to pull at my dick. I could feel the beginning tiny pulses that grew until her well-trained cunt muscles started grasping me tightly. The combination of the gentle touching and the stimulation on my dick had finally brought me to the edge. While I was stroking her butt, I let my fingers trail into the crack and found her little crinkle. I stroked in small circles before pushing in and wiggling around.

"Oooohhhh, Chrisssss," Marianne moaned, using my first name for the first time, "I'm commmminnnngggg."

When she finally came, I quit fighting my own orgasm and came with her, holding myself as deeply as I could inside her. I lay down on her, trying not to just collapse. I kissed her shoulder and her neck, trying to be a little tender. Marianne was having none of it. Evidently, tender time was over.

She bucked me off. "You gonna spend the night?"

I shrugged. "I don't have duty tomorrow, how about you?"

"Nope, I'm off too." She said. "So, stay."

She wriggled around a little and got under the sheet. She pulled the pillow out from under her hips and stuck it under her head.

She said, "Look, the only way this works in this little bed is for you to spoon me, come on."

A little shocked, I lay down. She grabbed my arm and pulled it up under her boobs. Then, in a move that belied the brusqueness of her attitude, and startled me, she entwined her fingers with mine. I lay there for a little while, shell-shocked. Her attitude about sex was very straightforward, no romance, no love, but then she would do something like holding hands. I was more than a little confused. Finally, I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, she was gone. There were a couple of girls sitting next to the bed looking at me.

"Hey, he's awake." A very large black girl said.

"Yeah he is." The tiny Asian girl beside her said.

"Hey, Paula, Rachael," the Asian girl called out, "He's awake."

Two average sized brunettes rushed into the room. "Hey, who're you?" One of them asked.

"Where did that slut find you?" The other one giggled as the rest of them rolled their eyes.

"Slut, what slut?" I asked, stupefied. I was waking up slowly.

They all started laughing. The black girl said, "Marianne. As if you didn't know what we were talking about. You're not in luuuuuuuv are you?"

The other three started laughing. I was getting the idea that this was some kind of hazing ritual for Marianne's conquests. Well, more than one could play this game.

"No," I said, "but I'm very definitely in lust. So which one of you is next? Marianne said I could have my choice. You know, I've never been with an Asian girl, how about you; little one?" I reached out as if to grab her.

I couldn't help myself; I started laughing as the tiny girl started scrambling backwards out of my reach.

Indignantly, she said, "She did not! Marianne would never tell one of her rotating dicks that!"

The other girls started snickering as soon as I started laughing. I picked up the sheet and looked under it. "I can't believe she told you that my dick rotates. She was supposed to keep that between us."

The other three were laughing so hard there were tears rolling down their cheeks.

"Now that the secret is out of the bag, do you want to see it?" I started an exaggerated motion of pulling the sheet down and she shrieked and bolted from the room. I looked at the other three and as they calmed down, they just sat there expectantly.

"Well?" The black girl said. "We want to see this rotating dick."

I laughed and threw back the sheet. "You know very well that it doesn't rotate, but it has other uses."

All three remained as I stood up and my dick started to awaken. "Ladies, I assume you've seen what you wanted, so unless you want me to wait until he's fully at attention, I'm gonna get dressed."




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 10



I stepped toward the two brunettes and they flinched. "Relax, my clothes are over there."

"Oh." They said in unison, their eyes never leaving my crotch.

I stepped around them to the pile of clothing. I pulled on my skivvies and that seemed to shake them out of their reverie.

All three of them watched me get dressed until the black girl spoke. "I'm Amanda," and then she giggled, "the one you chased away is Sami and this is Paula and Rachael. Who're you?"

I was fully dressed and stepped over in front of her and stuck out my hand. "I'm Chris Peters, AKA, 'Newbie'. Nice to meet you."

She laughed at 'Newbie' and shook my hand. "Are you one of Marianne's short-timers?"

I cocked my head to one side. "Short-timers? Are you referring to the galley or to her bed? 'Cause I can answer the first, which is yes, the second is all up to her."

She laughed again. "Ok, you got me. Though, I really did mean the galley. But, you should know, the fact that you're still here means that you will get a return engagement. The ones that disappoint her are gone right away."

"Ok, that's good to know." I laughed. "Speaking of Marianne, where is she?"

"Did she tell you she didn't have duty?" Amanda asked.

I nodded.

"Then she probably went for a run and then to breakfast." Amanda said. "Do you need a ride?"

"Nah, I'll just walk." I said walking toward the door. "I hope I'll see you ladies again." I saw Sami peeking around a corner. "Especially you, Sami." Her head disappeared in a flash as the other three started laughing again.

I left the room and started walking back to the barracks. I heard, "Peters, is that you? Hey Chris!"

I looked around and saw a car stopped. A very familiar face was grinning out of the window. It was Jason Davies, a guy from back home, Crown Point, in northern Indiana, before we had moved to Milwaukee.

"Jason?" I said, grinning. "What the hell are you doing here?"

He parked the car and hopped out. He came over and grabbed my hand before hugging me. "The same thing you are, 'Newbie'! How long have you been here?"

"Just over three weeks." I answered. "I haven't even started school yet. How about you?"

"I've been here about seven months. I've got about six months to go." She said. "You, know it's good to see a face from home."

I realized he was right. "Yeah it is."

"Hey, do you wanna go grab some chow? I was headed over there." He asked.

"Uhh, I really need a shower. Can I take a rain check?" I asked.

He grinned, "Let me run you back to your barracks and I'll wait for you. Ok?"

"Sure." I grinned back.

The guys from my room wanted all the dirty details from Marianne, but I begged off. I took a shower, changed clothes, ran out and jumped in Jason's car. Jason and I started talking about people we knew from school, people I hadn't seen in three or four years. It was fun. We were sitting at a table in the mess, just drinking coffee and talking when Marianne plopped down beside me.

"Hey, Peters," she said, punching me on the shoulder, "I see you're recovered from last night!"

She laughed, looked at Jason with interest and asked, "Who's your buddy?"

I just shook my head, "Marianne Johnson this is Jason Davies, Jason this is Marianne." I explained to Marianne, "Jason and I grew up together and we haven't seen each other in a couple of years, so we're just catching up."

Marianne raised an eyebrow, "Grew up together, huh? So, you've got dirt on Peters, here, huh Davies? We're gonna have to get together so you can fill me... in. Yeah, that's it... so you can fill me... in."

I rolled my eyes at her hesitations. Jason's eyes almost bugged out of his head as Marianne reached under the table to give my dick a squeeze. It twitched in her hand.

"Yep," she declared as she got up, "all recovered." She walked away with Jason staring after her, open-mouthed.

"Did she just grab your dick?" Jason asked, wide-eyed.

I sighed, "Yes, she did."

"Are you fucking her?" He asked in a breathless whisper.

"Yeah," I answered, and seeing the next question forming on his face, said, "and no, I will not answer any more questions about what we may or may not be doing. If you just have to know, ask her. She works in the galley."

"You don't mind if I talk to her?" Jason asked still wide-eyed.

"No, she made it very clear that she will do what and who she wants, when she wants." I said. "So if you want to give it a shot go ahead."

I said it with a conviction I did not feel. Marianne's obvious interest in Jason sparked a jealousy that surprised me. Even though in the last six months I had hopped from girl to girl, woman to woman, I hadn't given much thought as to how that might have made them feel. I had made it clear to them that I was free to do as I wanted and felt my obligation to them was complete. Now, the shoe was on the other foot and it made me look at my own decisions in a different light. I couldn't be critical of Marianne, when she was unknowingly mimicking my own behavior. I didn't like this, not one bit. But, here I was, having to accept it.

"So, if I ask her out, you won't have a problem with it?" Jason asked hopefully.

"I didn't say that," I said, "but I don't have any say in the matter."

I laughed then, "But, let's just say I'm not sure 'going out' will be on the agenda."

Jason looked disappointed. "So, she won't go out with me?"

I laughed harder. "You're just not understanding me. Just because she doesn't want to 'go out', doesn't mean she won't want to 'stay in' with you."

"Huh?" was all that Jason said.

There were now tears rolling down my cheeks and people were looking at us. "Ok, Ok, now DO NOT tell her I said this, but, Marianne does not have any interest in dating. What she does have interest in is fucking, plain and simply. The Marines say they're looking for a few good men, right? Well, Marianne is looking for a few hard dicks... maybe quite a few."

Jason's eyes were bugged out of his head and his mouth was hanging open. I think he was speechless because he just nodded.

I laughed and asked him, "Hey, what are we gonna do today?"

Slowly, he seemed to be regaining some measure of composure and asked me, "Have you ever been in Memphis?"

"Nope," I said, "is there anything interesting?"

"The number one tourist attraction is Graceland, you know, Elvis' place." He answered. "Then there's Beale Street, and a shitload of barbeque places. Plus, there's a bunch of stuff near the Mississippi."

"What's Beale Street?" I asked.

"It's a collection of small bars with live music. It's mostly blues, some jazz and some country." He explained. He laughed when I made a face at the mention of country music. "Not a fan of country and western, huh?"

"No, not really." I said. "I grew up around Chicago and Milwaukee, not exactly bastions of country music. I've heard some jazz because of my dad, but I haven't heard much blues. Though, I understand that rock is blues based, so I should like it." (Again, this was the seventies; alternative had not yet reached our ears.)

"Ok, let's just go drive around and we'll see what's up, Ok?" He said.

"Sounds good to me." I answered.

He said, "I need some gas before we get too far."

"Ok, since you're being the tour guide, the gas is on me." I said.

"Cool," was his only answer.

We spent the day sightseeing and ended up at a Pizza Hut. I had said that I hadn't had any pizza since I had left Milwaukee and Jason said he could fix that. He also had something to show me. It was after eight o'clock when we pulled up in the parking lot. He parked on the north side of the lot and pointed the car north. I started to get out.

"Wait," he said, "this is pretty cool."

He dialed the radio to 890-AM, WLS from Chicago. It came in as clear as a bell.

I looked at him open-mouthed. "What the fuck? How does that happen?"

He grinned, "It has something to do the AM signal bouncing off the ionosphere, at night. Anyway, a lot of AM stations shut down at night and WLS is a clear channel so the signal will travel thousands of miles."

I looked at him as if he was crazy. "How did you figure out that you could get WLS here and how do you know that shit about the ionosphere?"

"Well," he said, "I was sitting here one night waiting for a buddy from the base and was fucking around with the radio and suddenly there was WLS! I sat here and listened for a long time that night, it was kinda like being home. The next day I asked one of the radio guys at the base how that worked. He explained the whole thing to me. I mean the whole fucking thing! I gave you the short version. I almost regretted asking, but then it's kind of a cool thing to know."

"You're right," I said as we got out of the car, "that is pretty cool."

We went in and had a pizza. I know it was just Pizza Hut, but it tasted like the best pizza in the history of the world. We came back out, listened to the radio for a little while, and then went back to base.

It was my last week in the galley and Stan, the chief that ran it, decided he was going to teach me to cook. It was interesting and informative and I had a blast. I didn't do one dish or didn't pick up one sack of potatoes, let alone peel any. He taught me to sauté, he taught me how to season all kinds of different foods and what he taught me piqued my interest in cooking, which I maintain to this day. (By the way, if a guy can cook, it is a great way to get to a woman. I will elaborate on this in later chapters.)

I saw Marianne in the galley several times that week, but we didn't get together. It wasn't as if she was avoiding me, but she wasn't seeking me out, either. The last day in the galley, the chief put me in charge of the noon meal. I guess it went Ok; we didn't have any more than normal complaints. The chief got me a steak to cook for myself, though I shared it with several people, including Marianne. She kissed me on the cheek and said thanks.

I started school on Monday. This was different than I had ever encountered before. It was difficult and confusing. I felt like I wasn't catching on, went back to the barracks every night, and studied. I spent very little time in the mess hall just eating breakfast and lunch and didn't see Marianne for a couple of weeks. Finally, something clicked for me and I began to understand. I relaxed a little and started interacting with my roommates again. I saw Jason one day and he acted a little embarrassed when he saw me.

"Hey, Jason," I said.

"Hey, Chris," he mumbled.

I looked at him and he didn't want to meet my eyes. "Ok, what's wrong?"

He still didn't meet my gaze. "I, uhhh, well, I, uhhh, spent some time with Marianne." His face was blood red.

I just started laughing. "You had to try it out, didn't you? You asshole!"

He looked up at me when I started laughing, a sheepish grin growing on his face. He just nodded.

"I told you not to worry about it." I said, smiling. "It was her call, not mine."

The sheepish grin grew into a genuine smile. "Cool, you want to go to Pizza Hut?"

"Sounds good to me." I answered.

"Ok, let's go." He said, walking towards his car.

We had pizza, which wasn't nearly as good as the first one, then we sat in the car listening to the radio. After a while, he started talking about Marianne.

"She came up to me in the mess hall last Wednesday." Jason said. "She asked if we could go get a drink after she got off."

I just smiled and nodded in the dark.

"After one drink, she wanted to go back to her room." Jason said, shaking his head. "I've never had anything like that happen to me before. Anyway, we got back and she started stripping the instant we walked into her room. After she got naked, she grabbed me, kissed me, and then started taking off my pants. I didn't quite know what to do, so I just let her. She knelt in front of me, grabbed my dick and took it in her mouth. She turned us around while she was blowing me and then pushed me back on the bed. She climbed up and sat right on my dick. I felt like a piece of meat. She rode me until she came and then tried to make me come by riding some more. Then she tried sucking me off. I really hated the whole thing. I never did come. When I sat up and looked around her roommates were there. The whole thing was really weird. I just got up and got dressed and left. Marianne hasn't talked to me since then. Is that how it was for you?"

I sat there for a minute trying to decide what to say. Finally, I asked, "Was that the first time you've ever had sex where it wasn't your girlfriend?"

Jason didn't answer immediately. The when he did, the answer really surprised me. "That was the first time I had ever had sex." He said quietly.

I thought 'Holy Shit!', but didn't say it aloud. "Wow, Jason, I thought you and Cindy... well, uhh..."

He paused and I could see his smile in the parking lot lights. "Yeah, everybody thought that. Cindy told me early on that she really believed in 'saving herself' for marriage. We could fool around a little, but she would never let me touch her below the waist." He paused again, with a bigger smile creasing his face this time. "She let me play with her tits all that I wanted, but I couldn't touch her pussy and she never touched my dick. She loved watching me jack off, though. We'd make out, I'd play with her tits and then just before we'd go home, I'd pull my dick out and do it. I loved watching her eyes get big when she watched. She stayed on her side of the car when I'd do it and she would rub her little pink nipples a little. That's the closest I've ever been to sex, before last week. How about you? Have you ever just had sex for the sake of sex?"

I thought about my answer for a moment. "Jason, I never kiss and tell. But, I've been with several women, girls, whatever you want to call them. There were a couple of special ones, but there have been several that were more about sex than anything else."

He just looked at me for several minutes. "How did you deal with that? There are no feelings, just physical pleasure. Is that enough for you?"

I smiled. "I guess I love sex. I love the feel of a woman's body. Silky skin, hard pebbly nipples, soft curves, I just love it all. If getting to experience all that means a woman is using me for pleasure and I am using her for pleasure with no emotion, I can live with it. I mean, I have no intention whatsoever of seeing Marianne ever again, once I leave school. If that makes me cold or callous, so be it. I just love sex. Maybe, I'll find somebody to love someday, but, for now, this is fun."

Jason shook his head, "I guess that's Ok for you, but I don't think I could do that."

"Jason," I said, "I'm not telling you that what you're doing is right or wrong. I'm just telling you to do what's right for you. Ok?"

"Sure, I guess." He mumbled as he started the car and we went back to the base.

On Friday, I was sitting in the galley at a table by myself eating a late supper. The instructor in my last class droned on and on and didn't let us out until an hour after we were supposed to be done. There were just a few people in the room; I think they were mostly classmates. I felt somebody plop down beside me and turned to find Marianne grinning at me.

"Hey, Newbie!" She said with a smile.

"Hey, Marianne," I said. "I haven't seen you around in a while."

She continued to smile. "Been busy."

"Ok." I shrugged.

She looked at me and bumped me with her shoulder. "Busy tonight? Or this weekend? Want some pussy? 'Cause I want some tongue and some dick."

I just shook my head. "Gee, Marianne, don't hold back, tell me what's on your mind."

She laughed, "So, is that a yes?"

"Marianne, I would never turn down pussy." I told her.

"Great!" She said excitedly, "You coming with me right now?"

"First," I sighed, "let me finish eating, second, when you say tonight or this weekend, are you inviting me for the weekend? 'Cause if you are, I need to bring some clothes and a toothbrush with me. If you aren't, that's Ok, I just need to know."  

She laughed again, "Ok, legitimate points, all. Tell you what, I'll take you to your barracks, you can get your shit and then we'll go to my place and get naked."

I shook my head, something that happens frequently when I'm around Marianne. "Ok, I'm gonna finish eating..." I paused, and then grinned, "... 'cause I think what I'm gonna be eating the rest of the weekend, while very tasty, isn't gonna be very nutritional."

She threw her head back and roared, causing the few people in the mess at that point to turn and look at us. She slapped me on the back and got up. "I'm gonna finish up, then I'll meet you by my car, Ok?"

"Sure thing, Marianne." I turned back to my cold food and sighed as she walked away. This food was nominally appealing in the first place and now that it was cold, it was nearly inedible. I finished it anyway. I had a feeling it was gonna be a hamburger/pizza weekend.

I walked out to the parking lot and Marianne was not yet at her car. I just leaned up against it and waited. She came out in about fifteen minutes. "Sorry about that. The Chief had some questions about an order I received today." She said as she unlocked my door.

"No problem, I'm still trying to unwind." I sighed. "It was a loooong day and very tiring." I flopped into the seat and slouched down, closing my eyes.

Marianne looked sideways at me. "You're not too tired to fuck, are you?"

I grinned without opening my eyes. "Like I said, I would never turn down pussy; I'll be up to it."

She laughed, "I'll hold you to that."

"I'll hold something else to you, if you don't mind." I said, grinning.

"Cocky, always cocky." She snickered.

The car stopped and I opened my eyes, I saw that we had arrived at my barracks. "I'll be right back." I went in, grabbed my shit and left a note that if anyone was looking for me I would be at Marianne's all weekend. I went back out and climbed in the car.

"That didn't take long." Marianne said with a smile.

"Nope," I smiled back, "I had incentive."

She shook her head and laughed, "Sweet talker."

"Yep, that's me!" I answered, laughing along with her.

We drove mostly in silence to her place. Our "relationship", such as it was, was not really about conversation. If we spent an hour together, we might say ten words apiece. It was unusual. We had nothing in common except our love of sex. But, I never felt uncomfortable around her. The sex was more than enough; our bodies did the talking for us.

When we got inside she said, "Hey, I smell like potatoes and bacon. I'm gonna take a shower, why don't you come, too."

She was already stripping off her dungarees and was halfway to the bathroom, naked, by the time I had taken off my boots. I struggled to catch up and found her in the shower. The teasing talk and the anticipation of spending the weekend fucking our brains out had me hard and dripping pre-come.

She had soaped up and was rinsing off as I walked into the bathroom. She turned as I stepped into the shower, glancing down at my rod. She laughed, "That's encouraging, he seems to be ready."

I stepped up behind her, my dick slipping easily between her cheeks. Sliding my arms around her waist I pulled her to me, her slick body warm against mine. She moaned lightly as I gently rocked my hips causing my dick to bump along her wet pussy lips. She grabbed my hands and pulled them to her boobs, I happily allowed her to fill my hands with soft skin and hard nipples. She made certain to pinch her nipples with my fingers before letting loose of my hands. I obliged her by continuing to roll and pull her nipples as she moaned softly. Slowly, gradually, she bent forward at the waist and my dick slipped into her hot, wet, slick pussy. It took no effort, as she was ready to be fucked.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 10



I murmured, "I see that he wasn't the only one who was ready." I laughed as she moaned in response and slammed her hips back into mine.

I reached forward and palmed her boobs as they flopped wildly from our coupling. Marianne had gotten into rhythm quickly and was forcefully jamming her hips back into mine, her moans peppered by grunts and little whines.

"Come on Peters," she gasped, "fuck me harder... harder!"

I released her boobs, grabbed her hips, and drove into her. Her head banged into the wall of the shower and she didn't slow down, instead increasing her force back into me. This was fierce, deep fucking and she was shaking her head, her wet hair flying around her head, slapping her face. Suddenly, she pulled off my cock and spun around. She hopped up onto my hips and drove herself down on my dick. She then grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply, something she rarely did.

"Come on," she growled after pulling back from the kiss, "I need to come, now fuck me goddammit!"

I pushed her back up against the wall of the shower and drove my hips into her and my cock as deeply inside her boiling cunt as I could. She let loose of my shoulders and dug between us, violently scratching at her clit. Finally, her legs pulled tightly around me and her cunt became a vise as she came. She threw her head back, brutally banging it against the wall of the shower. She pushed with such force that my feet slipped backwards as she forced herself away from the wall. I regained my balance and steadied us as she hammered herself down on my granite member.

I had been so thoroughly engrossed in making certain that Marianne got off and that we didn't fall that my own need to come was the farthest thing from my mind. I kept jackhammering my hips into hers as she begged for more. Wrapping one arm around her back to help hold her up, I used the other arm to grab one of her boobs and pull on the nipple, drawing it away from her chest in the way that she liked. I let go and watched the pillowy flesh bounce back to her chest, seemingly in slow motion. I pulled on it again as she moaned and soon I felt her body gathering for another storm and did my best to help her along. She abruptly stiffened and then completely went limp as the second orgasm ravaged her body. Her body jerked and spasmed as I slowed my thrusting before stopping completely to just hold her as she came down from her massive second orgasm.

She slowly opened her eyes and smiled weakly at me. "Wow!" She said as she lowered her legs and stood, unsteadily swaying in front of me.

I smiled back, "Yeah, wow! You were like a wild woman! Haven't you been getting laid?"

As she gained control of herself, she shook her head and laughed. "No, first I was busy with inventory and too tired and then I was on the rag. So, the last time I fucked was with your buddy about three weeks ago. I have been really, really horny. I also missed your dick, Newbie."

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek, blushing before she exited the shower. She sometimes took me by surprise by acting like a regular girl. I took a minute to wash up and when I stepped out she was standing there with a puzzled look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I smiled at her.

"You didn't come." She stated flatly, it wasn't a question.

"Nope." I answered.

"Well, that's just not right!" She said firmly.

"It's Ok," I said, "we've got all weekend, right?"

"Well, yeah," she said, "but, I came twice and you didn't come at all."

I just laughed, "And?"

"It's just not right, that's all." She said; frowning with her arms crossed under her tits.

I kept laughing, "I don't see the problem."

"Asshole!" She said, stomping away, naked.

I followed her to her room, walking naked past Sami and Amanda who were watching TV. "Hey, Sami, Amanda."

Amanda looked up and said, "Hey, Chris."

Sami sat there frozen, like a deer in the headlights and I couldn't resist the temptation. I stopped, turned full frontal towards them and said, "Sami, I seem to remember that I was supposed to have an opportunity to take you to bed. I haven't seen you for a while, so would this weekend be good for you?"

Her eyes bugged out, she squeaked and dove behind Amanda. Amanda was howling with laughter and all I could see of Sami was her trembling legs. She didn't even peek out at me.

As I walked into Marianne's room, I threw out over my shoulder, "So I guess that's a no, huh? Maybe later then?"

Amanda was laughing so hard that she started coughing. I heard Sami whisper something, I couldn't make out what she said, and Amanda started up again and then choked out, "Jesus, Sami, can't you tell he's yanking your chain?"

I walked into the bedroom and Marianne was sitting cross-legged on the bed. If she hadn't looked so unhappy, I would have found the pose very sexy.

"Are you Ok?" I asked.

"No," she said firmly, "you didn't come."

"Look, Marianne," I said as I climbed into bed behind her. "It's really not a big deal; I was making sure you came and that we didn't fall. I really didn't want to explain to sick bay why you had a broken back and I had a broken dick. I wasn't concentrating on me, that's all."

She giggled at the image of us trying to explain ourselves. "Ok."

"Are we good?" I asked, kissing her shoulder.

"Yeah," she murmured, "we're good."

I scooted up close and wrapped my arms around her. "Hey, I've been messing with Sami, telling her that I have your permission to fuck one of the roommates. She's acting like a scared rabbit. Amanda knows I'm messin' with Sami, so if you want to have some fun, play along, Ok?"

She laughed, "I know, Amanda told me. I think it's a scream. I think Sami is a virgin so she's really scared, even though Amanda keeps telling her you're just messing with her. I'll start on her, too. I think I'll tell her you're pissed at me because you think I'm reneging on my promise. That'll keep her revved up."

I laughed, "That's mean...funny, but mean."

She laughed an evil cartoon laugh, "Heh, heh, heh, all part of my plan..."

I leaned forward again and kissed her neck; she moaned her approval and let her head loll to one side, allowing me full access. As I kissed, up and down her neck, my hands were busy, full of breast and rapidly hardening nipples. She continued to moan softly, melting in my hands.

Suddenly, she pushed my hands away. "Hey, you're not doing anything else to me, other than fuck me, until you come." Marianne said firmly.

"Ok," I chuckled, "but, if you want me to come, then, let me do what I want for a little while."

Marianne sucked in a sharp breath and twisted her head around to look at me. "Do what you want?"

"Come on, Johnson," I breathed in her ear, softly, sensually, "you know you can trust me."

She hesitated, a bit longer than I expected. Finally, after a few long moments, "Ok," came her soft reply.

I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "Lie down on your stomach."

As she moved onto her belly, she looked at me with a question in her eyes.

"Trust me...I won't hurt you, you know that." I reassured her quietly.

I started kissing down her back, taking my time caressing the smooth, soft, warm skin with my lips and tongue. She raised her head and started to protest and I said, "Let me do this..."

I continued down until I reached her round butt. Kissing softly all over her firm cheeks, I started easing her legs apart and slithered my fingers into the swampy area between her thighs. She had started squirming and despite her protests, she had heated up and her pussy was torrentially dripping. I was on my knees beside her, couldn't get to what I wanted so I eased her legs apart. I kept my hand on her pussy, rubbing gently and occasionally sliding a finger into her slippery channel.

"Mmmmm," she mumbled, "now we're gettin' somewhere." She spread her legs even more and tipped her hips to allow easier access, though I didn't think she knew what I had in mind.

Resuming my soft, gentle kisses on her butt, I kissed around the pliant skin. I worked slowly, her impatience becoming evident by the increasing rhythm of her hips humping back against me. I kept kissing and licking her soft skin, occasionally drawing a soft giggle or whimper from her. I slipped one finger and then two into her and started a slow, gentle push and twist in her sloppy pussy. Her hips were now pushing back against my hand with every gentle thrust and soon we found a nice, easy tempo together. After a few minutes, her return thrusts were beginning to gain power and urgency. I knew she was ready for me to enter her, but that was not what I had in mind. Every couple of plunges, I allowed my thumb to brush against her winking butthole. Soon, I moved lower as I kissed and then slowly worked towards the center of her thrusting bottom with my gentle kisses and licks. With every push back into my hand she emitted a small grunt, her pleasure evident in the sounds she was making and the increased urgency with which she pushed back at me. As I approached her center, I could smell her arousal in the musk of her womanhood. She had begun to whine and I knew it was time. I slipped between her cheeks and licked her little tan wrinkle.

She shrieked, "Chrissss!" and tried to wriggle away.

I heard a couple of gasps behind me, but I didn't let that deter me. I wouldn't let her get away and continued to lick her butt as I prolonged my thrusting into her weeping pussy. She stopped trying to crawl away and after a few moments, started to thrust back at me, once again. I withdrew my tongue and plunged my thumb into her now soaking butthole.

"Oh, God, Chris..." she moaned, "stop teasing me and fuck meeeee...I need your dick, come on, fuck meeee..." Her pleading voice trailed off as her head dropped into the pillow.

Surprisingly, she hadn't come again, and my dick was now painfully hard and freely dispensing pre-come. It was as if he was saying, 'Yo, dude! Remember me?' I sat back up and as I scooted between her legs and I pulled my hand away.

Marianne pulled her head from the pillow long enough to say, "You better be getting ready to fuck me, or just keep going and leave, Newbie." (Fuck, I was back to being Newbie.)

I pulled her hips back up as she had slipped down during my ministrations. Without any further preparation, I sank my cock into her depths, my hips slamming into hers. She was ready, man, was she ready. I'm not sure I had ever been in a wetter pussy. I didn't move for a minute because her pussy felt sooo good. It was hot, slick and she gripped my dick with her well trained muscles like I was in a velvet vise.

"Jesus, Chris!" She muttered, "It's about fuckin' time." (Ok, I must have redeemed myself, I'm back to Chris.) She loosened her grip and allowed my cock some space. "Now fuck me, fuck me hard."

Never one to disappoint a lady, (Lady? Ok, that is a discussion for a different time.) I withdrew slowly and stopped, just leaving the head of my cock in her pussy. She growled, I mean she actually growled at me and her pussy twitched! Needing no further inducement I drove as deeply into her as I could, withdrawing and repeating as hard and fast as my hips would go. Still, I was not feeling a need to come. This is where the recent physical training in basic came into play. I did not get tired, I did not get sore; I just kept going.

I felt the telltale rapidly increasing spasms in Marianne's pussy as her orgasm approached, so I made a decision. I reached down between us and got my thumb primed in our combined juices and brought it back to her butt. After a couple of strokes around the rim of her little hole, I eased my thumb in and began to stroke.

"Oh, God, Chris," she panted, "what are you doing?"

Then she began to tremble as her orgasm overtook her. I continued stroking with my dick and thumb and her body shook and I felt the spasms in her ass and pussy.

When she relaxed a little, I answered. "I'm just testing the waters." I said calmly. "Do you like that?"

She hesitated before quietly murmuring, "Uh-huh."

"Do you want more?" I asked as I wriggled my thumb deeper inside her until I was as deep as I could get. I stopped moving my hips, again leaving just the head of my cock lodged between her lips.

She didn't speak, again hesitating before she simply nodded. I slipped my dick inside her pussy to get it wet and slippery and then withdrew. I slipped my thumb back under her pussy and got it wet again, too.

I lined up my dick with her bottom and asked one last question. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass, Marianne. Is that what you want?"

Again the hesitation and then the nod. I think it was because she didn't want to say it out loud.

Slowly, as slowly and as gently as I could, I fed my dick into her tiny pucker. Her face was in the pillow and I could hear her moan. I stopped when I had about as much of my dick in her as I had with my thumb.

"Are you Ok, Marianne? Do you want me to continue?" I asked softly.

She moaned and nodded.

I resumed the pressure until my hips were against her cheeks. I heard from behind me, "Oh my God, he's all the way in her ass."

I stopped there, waiting for her to react. She was very, very still for several long moments, before I felt her muscles start to grip my cock and then relax. I remained still as she raised her head and began to pull away from me. Disappointed, I waited until she had moved forward to the point that the crown of my cock was the only thing in her ass. She stopped and didn't move for several more long moments. It was as if she was deciding. Then, slowly, even more slowly than I had penetrated her ass, she pushed back, enveloping my cock in her ass until she was resting against my legs again. She allowed her head to sink down to the pillow again and kind of bumped against me. I assumed that she wanted me to start fucking her ass in earnest, which I then did.

To start, I took long slow strokes as she became accustomed to the feeling of my cock in her ass. I picked up speed and power as we, once again, found a rhythm that worked for us. My pre-come was still flowing freely and helping to lubricate our increasingly rugged coupling. Soon, the room was filled with sounds of flesh slapping flesh and Marianne's moans and whimpers.

From behind me, I heard the wet sounds of a pussy being ravaged and the moans of somebody getting themselves off. Once I recognized that sound, I realized that at least one of the roommates was probably partially naked behind us and that image along with Marianne's tight, hot, wet ass pushed me into the abyss. I filled her ass with pulse after pulse of come. There was so much that it was squishing out and running down our legs.

Then, I heard Marianne's muffled cry, "Oh, God, I'm coming again!"

The contractions in her ass were so strong that it pushed my dick out and there were little squirts of come jetting out of her ass. I sat back on my heels and Marianne collapsed forward onto the bed.

More than a little curious, I turned to see who was behind us. I wasn't really surprised to see Amanda, totally naked, her eyes closed, languidly stroking her pussy with her left hand. She had magnificent tits that stood proudly from her chest; capped with, melt in your mouth, Hershey Kiss sized nipples.

What was shocking to me was to see Sami. Her tee shirt was pulled up to reveal nipples the same milk chocolate color as Amanda's, but much, much, smaller. Though they were small in diameter, they more than made up for it in length. Her shorts were at her knees and she was furiously rubbing at her pussy, which was almost entirely devoid of hair. Her face was dark red, her eyes were very tightly shut, and she appeared close to achieving her orgasm. I sat quietly and watched, fascinated and though I had just come about a gallon, my dick had perked up.

Amanda opened her eyes and looked at me, a little surprised to see me watching. Then she grinned and looked over at Sami. I glanced at Amanda, she picked up her right hand, and I was amazed to see that Sami had a death grip on Amanda's hand.

The tiniest sound escaped Sami, "Oooooh, ohhhhh," she relaxed and her other hand slowed to almost a stop. It was obvious that she had found her orgasm.

Her eyes slowly opened, focused and then widened as she realized I was watching her. She ripped her hand from Amanda's, seemingly having forgotten that her shorts were around her knees, stood, and turned to run from the room. She made half of a step before falling flat on her face. She ripped her shorts off and the last that I saw of her was her cute little naked butt fleeing from the room. I laughed, but Amanda didn't. She stood slowly and then, did an even slower pirouette, proudly displaying her body.

"Nice, very nice." I said approvingly.

"Ever see a black girl naked before, Newbie?" She asked in a low, sultry voice.

"Not a live one." I smiled.

She frowned, "A dead one?"

That took me by surprise. "Huh? No, what? Huh? No...pictures."

I was flustered, giving her the result for which she was looking. She laughed, "Gotcha!"

"Nice." I muttered.

"Awww, did I embarrass Mr. Smooooooth?" She giggled. (She continued to call me Mr. Smooooooth, just like that, for the rest of the time I knew her.)

"So, do you like what you see, Mr. Smooooooth?" Amanda asked.

I ignored the shot, "Yes, very much."

"Well, maybe I'll give you a taste sometime." Amanda said as she kissed me on the cheek. "But, right now I gotta make sure Sami doesn't die of embarrassment." She walked slowly from the room, looking over her shoulder to make certain that I was watching...I was.

"What the hell was that?" I heard from behind me.

I turned back and Marianne was lying on her back looking at me. "What was what?"

"Amanda?" She said.

"Fuck, I don't know." I said, "I just thought that's the way it is around here."

"If you want to fuck her, go ahead, fuck her and Sami, I don't care." Marianne said, glaring at me.

"Says the woman with a look that could kill on her face." I said. "Look, I'm confused, you said we're just together to fuck, no strings, no jealousy. You fucked Jason and you're pissed that I might be interested in Amanda and Sami? What am I missing here?"

"You're right, I did say no strings, but I don't do group sex and I don't do girls." The look on her face hadn't changed. "You acted like you were trying to get her in bed with us."

I hadn't realized that she would take it so personally that I would flirt while in bed with her, I should have, but I didn't.

"Look, I'm sorry," I said contritely. "She started teasing me and I fell for it. I should have been more considerate. I wasn't trying to get her into bed."

She stared at me for several long moments, before speaking. Then she smiled, "Ok, I'm sorry, too. I overreacted. I've had guys that mistake my love of sex, one on one, as a sign that I'm up for anything. I just...never mind. Let's just call it a misunderstanding."

"Sooo, we're good?" I said hesitantly.

"Yep, we're good." She said smiling. "Hey, do you want another shower? I could use one."

"Sure." I said following her to the bathroom.

I spent the weekend, as planned, and we didn't get out of bed except to eat and use the bathroom. I don't know how many times we had sex that weekend, it's all a blur of flesh, but I was in Marianne's ass at least five more times before she took me back to the barracks on Sunday night.

That's the way it was for the rest of my time at Millington. About once a week, we would get together for a quick fuck and about once a month I'd spend the weekend at her place. I never did fuck Amanda or Sami. Amanda transferred to San Diego about two months after that first weekend and Sami wouldn't talk to me. That was Ok; I just delighted in tormenting her.




Chronicles of Chris Ch. 10



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At the end of Aviation Electronic School we were to get our orders on the day after graduation. I had done very well in the school. I was at the top or near the top of every one of my courses.

A Personnel Chief went through the room handing out packets. Once everyone had their packet we were permitted to open them. I ripped mine open and I saw right away that there was a problem with my orders.

(I know I keep reminding everyone that this was the seventies, but the fact that this took place in the seventies is germane to what happened. Enlistment was at an all-time low for the American military in the seventies. The result of that was that recruiters were empowered to make any kind of deal that they could with their recruits. The deal was then written into a contract between, in my case, the Navy and the recruit. I had asked for something very specific and my contract reflected that request. The contract was a legally binding contract and if the Navy didn't fulfill it, then the Navy either had to find an acceptable solution for the recruit or give the recruit an honorable discharge.)

I was ordered to be, of all things, an instructor at the Air Side of Millington, the base across the street. While that was cool and all, I had joined the Navy to work on planes. My contract stated that I was to be assigned to a squadron in order to do just that. I pointed out the problem to the Personnel Chief and he told me to report to Personnel in the morning.

In the morning, they told me they had researched the screw-up and I had to make some choices. There would not be a billet to a squadron, anywhere, for at least three months. I could wait, but I would be back in the galley for that time. That was what the Navy preferred because the Electronics School was the most expensive for the Navy and they did not want to waste the training. That was the first decision I had to make and it was a no thank you for me. I wasn't going to be in the galley any more than I had to.

The second choice was to pick a different school and then be assigned to a squadron at the end of the school.

The last choice was to take the honorable discharge. If I had been thinking with anything but an eighteen year old brain, I would have realized that I possessed an education for which the private sector would pay me huge money. I had received the education courtesy of Uncle Sam and was now free to walk away. If I had that decision to make today, it would be a no brainer. However, all I could think about was working on planes.

So, I sat down with the career choice book and looked through it, making the most informed, rational, strategic choice for my future that I could... I chose the shortest school at Millington so I would not have to move and be out the quickest.

I stayed at Millington for another four months and learned hydraulics and sheet metal for airplanes. I continued to see Marianne for the rest of my time there.

Once again, at the end of school I ripped open my orders. This time, I was assigned to a squadron in Boston. I was happy, I was going to work on planes and I would be near the ocean.

I said goodbye to Marianne and the last I heard she was happily fucking her way through a new set of recruits every six months.