0 comments/ 45664 views/ 1 favorites A New Discovery By: Brina My friend Anita and I were out dancing. My husband didn’t come with, because he really doesn’t like to dance and would just sit there and watch us anyways. I feel guilty dancing with other guys in front of him, even though we both know it means nothing and he isn’t bothered by it. But, nevertheless, he didn’t come with us. We were drinking pretty heavily and were having a great time. Anita is very cute and slightly more petite than I am. There were a lot of guys hitting on us and as well, a few girls. I had always thought Anita was attractive, and we were flirting for fun, but it never occurred to either of us that it might be deeper than just friends having fun. Anyways, when the dance club closed, we drove back to my house. Anita's car was there, but she was too drunk to drive home. I shouldn’t have been driving either, but... well, we made it home ok. Lesson learned. Anyways, we sat in the living room, all drunk, trying to be quiet. Then I thought, ah hell, I'll go wake him up. It was the weekend, so he can sleep later. I told her I was going to wake him up and she nodded and giggled at me. I went into the bedroom and whispered to him. He's a deep sleeper, and he was snoring away. It was in the summer and still hot in the room. All the blankets were off him and he was wearing my favorite boxer-briefs I had gotten him. I decided to wake him up in a more nice way. I crawled onto the bed and slowly pulled down his boxers. Leaning over, I ran my tongue along the length of his cock. He stirred, but was still asleep. But other parts of him were waking up just fine! I kept licking his cock slowly until it was fully hard. Then I took his long hard cock into my mouth. This woke him up. He looked down at me and couldn’t help but laugh a little. He relaxed and laid back. I had forgotten about Anita, and was very much intent on ravaging him, when I looked to the door and she was there watching me. I was caught red handed and I laughed. She said "you're not going to leave me out there are you?" My husband looked up embarrassed, cause he didn’t know she was there. His cock was in my hand fully hard and in plain view for her. He nearly laughed but he didn’t say anything. I thought about it a moment and smiled at her. I figured. Well, I don’t think he would mind, and as drunk as I was, somehow I made it seem logical and right in my head. So I asked her if she would like to share it. Indicating his long thick cock. She nodded her head and slowly moved to the bed. She hesitated, and then knelt over him. I was already sucking his cock again, and paused to turn it to her. She looked at me one last time as if to say, are you sure? I smiled and nodded. It was kind of strange watching his cock enter her mouth. Drunk as I was, it certainly did turn me on, but it was kind of disturbing at first as well. Anyways, I watched her for a minute or two, and then took a turn. We did this for about fifteen minutes, taking turns sucking his cock. Then, during one of my turns, I felt her tongue touch mine. I was swirling my tongue over the head of his cock, in the way I know he likes so much. But she had moved in to help. It sent a spark straight through me and my eyes met hers. We began licking and sucking his cock together as one. Our tongues were sliding over each other’s with his head between our lips. I felt an urge, and decided to kiss her. I was still very drunk though, and his cock was still between us. But our lips managed to meet anyways. My hand was still around the base of his cock, slowly stroking it up and down and I could feel it tremble. As we were kissing, suddenly he shot his white-hot load. Its steaming droplets sprayed over our faces. I kept stroking his cock to milk it dry as me and Anita kept kissing each other, licking at his come that had washed over our faces. He had said later at some point, that it had been one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had. Even drunk I could tell, just by how intensely his cock was pulsating in my hand. Anyways, the entire event had me raging and aching. I was incredibly turned on. I sat up and quickly stripped out of my clothes. She watched me a second, then followed suite. Still kneeling, and now completely naked, we were still kneeling over his cock. He watched us as we began to kiss again. This time, more intimately. I could taste his cum on her tongue as it slipped into my wanting mouth to find mine. My hand somehow found her breast and was massaging it. She cupped my face with her hands and licked it clean of my husbands cum. I could feel my pussy about to explode I was so excited by what was occurring. I hadn’t intended to have her there at all. Once she was there, I hadn’t intended anything but a straight threesome. But now I wanted her so badly. I wanted my husbands cock deep inside me while I tasted her. I didn’t stop to think nor did I care. I knew only what my body wanted at that very moment. I think she was feeling the same, cause she slowly pushed me onto my back. Her soft hands parted my legs and she lowered her head between them. I gasped at first as her tongue slithered across my aching pussy. Oh my god, it was intensely different than with a man. Not that my hubby is bad at it, contraire. It was simply different, but also in a good way. She had never done this before, nor had I... but instinct was leading us both. My fingers wrapped through her hair, guiding her as her tongue slid and flickered over my wet pussy and clit. I looked over to my husband and he was fully erect again. That beautiful cock of his was gleaming in his hand as he watched. I looked at him then down to Anita and nodded. I wanted to see him fuck her. If she didn’t want to go that far, she would let us know. He smiled as if to thank me. The perv! Anyways, she was making it hard to think as her tongue was slipping all over and deeply into me. I watched as he moved behind her. His hands slid over her ass and she parted her legs for him. He slid his giant cock into her from behind and she gasped against my pussy. I shivered with delight. We had to get our timing down in this position. It was awkward at first. My husband’s thrusts were knocking her off rhythm, but soon it was fluid motion. She would lick in unison with his slow hard thrusts. Her breathing was ragged and interrupted by heavy moans and suddenly her hands clamped tightly around my thighs. She bit my clit tenderly, thank god, as she came. Her body was shuddering and her mouth was pressed against my heated pussy. I was so close! But then she stopped to catch her breath. My husband now directing, moved her to the side to lie on her back and indicated I should do what she was doing to me. So we switched places. He entered me as I lowered my head. I just took my first taste of her wonderful pussy, sucking it wholly as I exploded in orgasm. My husband knows my body well, and he reached around my waist, using a finger to strum my clit, sending me into multiples. He is so well tuned to my body that he can do this to me pretty much whenever he wants. Anyways! He made me cum about four times consecutively then eased off. He moved over to Anita as I recovered and began licking and sucking at her pussy. She leaned over, pulling him by the cock, guiding it to her mouth. She sucked on his long thick cock as I gave her pussy my all. After several minutes, my husband slid and lay down, twisting me so that suddenly the three of us were in an oral triangle. Now it was he on my pussy. And I was on hers and her on his cock. We did this for maybe half an hour, or perhaps an hour, until each of us had cum again at least once. We were so wiped out, but god we were in heaven. We laid there in our triangle and all drifted off to sleep. Anyways, that was how my first time went and came about. A New Discovery She loved watching him masturbate. The way he looked with his hand wrapped around his hard cock, pumping it up and down, never failed to arouse her. Just thinking about it now made her nipples stiffen and that warm familiar feeling of wetness begin between her legs. She shifted in her chair and rubbed her thighs together creating a bit of friction that only increased the dampness in her panties. She was never going to get any work done this way. She stared at the blank computer screen in front of her and tried to concentrate on the report she was supposed to be doing. But it was of no use. The images returned to her mind and seemed to appear on the screen. She remembered the first time she had seen him do it. She had gone on to bed one night and he had stayed up. He suffered from periodic insomnia and on those nights when he was unable to sleep he would stay up late and watch television. That night she had awoke and got up to check on him. The living room was down the hall from the bedroom and he did not see her approach. The only light in the room came from the TV; the rest was cast in shadows. As she neared the room she heard a sound that seemed to come from the couch, not the TV. She paused in the dark, listening carefully in an attempt to determine what it was. Several seconds of silence passed and she was about to speak to him when she heard it again. Again, she hesitated. It had sounded like a moan. For an instant she felt a panic, fearing that something was wrong with him. But, for reasons, she did not actually understand, instead of speaking, she moved closer, quietly. The shadows that filled the edges of the room, as well as the fact that she was behind him, kept her from his field of view. Cautiously, she crept closer. With a feeling of trepidation, she peered over the back of the couch. What she saw in the soft glow of light took her by complete surprise. He was lying there, naked with his hand wrapped around his cock. It was hard and swollen and at the very tip a drop of wetness glistened. To say she was shocked would be an understatement. She had often wondered if he masturbated but she had never had the nerve to ask him. Their sex life had always been fantastic, still she had been curious about whether or not he ever felt the need to take matters into his own hands, as it were. Now the proof was in front of her and she did not know at first whether to feel hurt or not. But as she watched his hand slide up and down his shaft what she felt, instead of hurt, was arousal. It was, she had to admit, an incredibly erotic sight. She realized that she should probably say something or do something to let him know she was there, but she did not. Instead, she stood perfectly still, barely breathing, and watched fascinated as he continued to stimulate himself with long slow strokes. His cock was very swollen and the moisture at the tip increased with each stroke he took. Her mouth began to water and she felt a tingle in her nipples and a moisture beginning between her legs. He was pumping with his right hand and with his left he was gently squeezing his balls. The moans that she had heard, she knew now, were his moans of arousal. He had his legs parted and was thrusting his hips a bit with each downward stroke. Occasionally, he would pause and use the palm of his hand to rub the precum around on the head until it was wet all over then he would slide his thumb around the edges. Whenever he slid it along the soft underside of the head, his body would twitch and he would moan softly. That was the spot, she knew, that he liked her to stimulate with the tip of her tongue so much. Without thinking about it, she parted her lips slightly and moved a hand to one of her breasts. She could not believe how aroused she was becoming just from watching him. His eyes were closed and she wondered what he was thinking about. What was going on in his fantasy? Was she there? Were others there? She noticed that he had a kind of a rhythm going. He would pump himself fast up to a point and then he would stop and pull the skin down tight along the shaft towards his balls. When he did so his cock seemed to swell in his hand and she could clearly see, even in the dim light, the veins bulging just beneath the surface of the skin. Her own hands were not idle either. With her left one she squeezed her breast and pinched the hard nipple through the material of her gown. Her right hand had lifted the hem of her gown and her fingers had found her swollen clit and were stroking it lightly. She struggled to control her breathing, afraid that if she made any noise, he would hear her and stop what he was doing. She did not want him to stop. She wanted to watch him finish. Her legs had begun to feel weak and she hoped that they would hold her up until then. Again and again he would pump himself to the edge and then stop. She thought about the feelings of pleasure he was experiencing and knew that they must match her own. Her pussy was so wet that she feared that he would hear the soft sounds her fingers were making there as she circled them around and around her clit. But he was lost in his fantasies and in his own pleasure. The moisture was oozing from the tip of his cock now and she watched him use it to lubricate the shaft so that his hand would slide easier. He was thrusting his hips up and down with each stroke and his pace had become faster. She sensed that he was nearing his orgasm and she knew that hers was fast approaching as well. His hand practically became a blur as he pumped his cock fiercely, almost savagely. The rawness of it, the power of it, was almost overwhelming. Her legs were shaking and she stifled a moan as she slipped a finger into her pussy. She moved it in unison, in and out of herself, as she watched his hand. Suddenly, his body stiffened and with a groan he ejaculated. Spurt after spurt of thick cum flew from the tip of his cock and landed on his chest and stomach. She was amazed at the amount of it and with the force with which it shot out. She imagined it shooting inside of her and the thought sent her over the edge into her own orgasm. She bit her lip and fought to remain silent as she heard him groan again and watched as he lifted his hips and pumped his cock mercilessly, his body shuddering each time he ejaculated more cum. There was so much of it. The slightly graying hair on his chest was wet with it and it pooled on his quivering stomach. Thick strands of it covered his cock and hand. No wonder, she thought, she often felt it draining from her for hours after they had made love. Gradually, his hand slowed and his body began to relax as the force of the orgasm began to subside. For her own part, she was trembling and suddenly realized that she either needed to move or would collapse where she was. Her orgasm had been a strong one yet she was still extremely aroused. Looking at him, lying there, holding his cum soaked cock in his hand, she knew she had to touch him, to have him touch her. Tentatively, on weak legs, she took a step toward the couch and cleared her throat. Hearing her, he had turned with a start and suddenly looked guilty. His cock was still in his hand and there was no way he could disguise what he had just done. Quickly, she smiled at him to reassure him that it was okay. Finding her voice, she said, "That was just about the most erotic thing I have ever seen." "How long have you been watching?" he asked her, still looking uncertain and off balance. "I got up to check on you and when I saw what you were doing, I couldn't help but watch. You can not believe how much it aroused me." "Really?" he asked with a smile beginning to appear on his face. His hand was still wrapped around his cock, which had softened some but was still fairly hard. "You liked it, huh?" In answer she walked over to the couch and held her right hand out to him. Her fingers glistened with her wetness. He took her hand and brought it to his mouth and slowly sucked each of her fingers. She moaned and sunk to her knees beside the couch. She reached out and touched the wetness on his chest and brought some to her own mouth. It was still warm and tasted slightly salty on her tongue. She licked her way down across his stomach until she was at his cock and replacing his hand with hers she licked it up and down until it was clean. He moaned and put his hand on the back of her head and when she slipped her lips over the head of his cock, she felt it swell to full hardness again. Looking down at her, he asked, "Did you cum?" and when she had looked back up at him, his cock still in her mouth, and nodded, he suddenly pulled her up and kissed her passionately slipping his tongue into her mouth. She knew he could taste himself on her tongue but it had only seemed to excite him more. He broke the kiss only long enough to pull her gown over her head. When she was naked he pushed her back on the couch and kissed his way down her body, pausing to suck on her nipples, before moving between her legs and sliding his tongue into her wet pussy. She moaned aloud and closed her eyes and lost herself in the exquisiteness of the pleasures he was giving her. She had quickly come again on the tip of his tongue and when he moved over her and slid his cock into her, she had wrapped her legs around him and surrendered completely to the sensations of him pounding into her until they both cried out and came together. Afterward, they had laid in each others arms and talked about what had happened. She told him again how much it had aroused her to see him masturbate and he had confessed his long held fantasy that she would watch him sometime. He also told her that he wanted very much to watch her and she found that that idea excited her as well. Now, as she sat at her desk, her panties damp and her mind racing with possibilities, she looked forward to the night ahead. Tonight they were going to masturbate together, in front of each other, for each other. She was again going to be able to watch him touch himself only this time he would be watching her as well. She squirmed again in her chair and smiled and dreamed of things to come . . . Copyright by The Gentle Man, 2002 A New Discovery He slowly moved his hand along the full length of his swollen seven inch sword as he turned the pages of the magazine he was reading. He paused, put his finger to his lips and moistened the head of his organ, and continued to stroke. I pushed the door open slowly and entered the dimly lit hotel room. He brazenly continued to stroke his oozing member as he patted the pillow beside him. As I slid the terry cloth robe off of my shoulders to expose my rock hard member I thought back. My wife and I had moved to the small town nestled along the river bank. Quiet, peaceful, caught in a time warp of old values. We purchased an old three story house, built at the turn of the century, just a couple of blocks from Jeff and Joan. My wife had known Jeff and Joan from high school, so we stopped to say hello. Soon we were fast friends, going to church together, games with their teenaged boys. We spent most of our free time together. Jeff and I worked on the same floor of the General Office building, and occasionally spend lunch together. After work, we would sometimes go to the gym and play volley ball or basketball. Nothing like a good game of one on one, to get the sweat boiling, the blood racing. The hands on contact of blocking out, pushing sweaty body, against sweaty body, trying to impede his path to the basket. Some times his hands seem to caress my buttock, instead of push me, steer me away from the basket. That was the game though. Jeff and I were about the same build, but Jeff was handsome, lean, and his golden locks made him nice to look at but he sometimes acted so effeminate, it made you wonder if he preferred boys to ladies. Jeff and Joan had been married for 12 years and had four boys of varying ages. Jeff constantly reminded me that all his wife liked to do was run the house like a drill sergeant, and make love all night long as they watched adult movies. We would sometimes escape the endless banter our wives seemed to enjoy in Jeff's basement workshop. It was in a quiet corner of the basement next to the boys room. Small and cramped, really built for one. We would spend hours talking, while Jeff worked on a project, or showed me his latest accomplishments. Often moving around the shop he would brush against me as he slid by to get a hammer or screwdriver. Occasionally I swear his hand would accidentally slide across my ass, or he would rub his crotch across me as he squeezed by. It excited me, confused me. Yet I continued to play in his workshop. One day while Jeff was upstairs answering the sarges call, I opened a drawer and found tucked in the back a men's magazine. Fifteen pages of not young, bare breasts and pussy but shiny, glossy pictures of young men. Men with there cocks being sucked, licked, and stroked. My heart raced, as I turned the pages. My cock leaped to life. I hurriedly replaced the books as I heard Jeff coming down the stairs. When he squeezed by and his hand lingered on my ass. I unconsciously pressed back to enjoy the contact a fraction longer. He smiled knowingly and went back to his project. Saturday, the wife was at work and I heard Jeff knock at the back door. He often came over on the weekend, we would talk, watch movies, plan our day. This morning I had other plans. I was still in my robe as I let him in. Apologizing for running late I told him I needed to take a quick shower, before we went golfing. I told him there was a few new movies on the TV stand, every thing from Bambi, to XXX, make himself at home, while I showered and dressed. I watched him pour a cup of coffee as I headed up the stairs to the bathroom. As water filled the tub, and I listened for his footsteps on the creaky stairs, my heart pounded, and my knees trembled. I took a deep breath to relax when I heard the stairs creak, and climbed into the shower. As I heard the floor board outside the bathroom door squeak, I turned the water off and stepped naked out of the shower enclosed claw foot tub. My cock half hard knowing Jeff was looking through the keyhole of the old bathroom door. I dried my self slowly, offering many different views of my ass, but only quick glimpses of my now turgid manhood. Completely dried, I slowly applied hand and body lotion to my arms and legs, then turned openly to apply the lotion up and down the full length of my shaft. Slowly stroking it for the benefit of the keyhole, smiling as a little pre cum oozed out the head. I set the lotion down and reached for the bath towel. As I wrapped it around my waist, I heard the stairs creak as Jeff bounded downstairs to the TV room. As I strode into the TV room wrapped only in my towel Jeff was sitting on the love seat watching the XXX movie. I stood nonchalantly beside the loveseat, drying my hair with a second towel. I watched the TV and heard the moans as the couple on the video exchanged spit. As the male exposed his cock on the TV to her waiting lips, I sat on the arm of the loveseat, just inches from Jeff's face. I saw Jeff look at me. "Nice!" I said with a tremble in my voice, as the cock on the TV disappeared into the TV vixens wet lips. My hands shook and my knee trembled visibility, as Jeff's hand brushed my leg. The towel fell away exposing my trembling hard-on to his gaze as his hand confidently traveled to my crotch. I turned my hips toward him and his tongue reached out and licked the sensitive head of my cock. He swiveled and knelt in front of me licking up and down the full length of my shaft. He caressed my ass as he wrapped his lips around my dick and swallowed it to the base. I fucked in and out of his mouth as he became the willing slave to my needs. I exploded deep in his throat when he slipped a finger into my asshole. As I pumped hot wet sticky cum down his throat, he slid his finger in and out of my ass matching the pumping of my ejaculating cock. He clutched me tight and squeezed my cock head with the muscles of his throat. He stood and kissed me. Slipping his tongue in my mouth as he unzipped his pants. I could taste my own cum on his lips as we shared his wet hot breath. My pulse still raced, I trembled and shuddered all over as he bent me over the arm of the couch and placed his huge cock head between my ass cheeks. Using his fingers he collected some spit from his mouth to lubricate my virgin asshole and his cock head. He pressed against my rectum and I moaned, groaned loudly as he slid past my sphincter muscles, filling me, tearing me, yet he pressed insistently on. Soon I was pushing back wanting to feel his balls slap against my ass. He rocked in and out, humping, pumping, enjoying the ride. He slapped my ass and bit my neck filling my body with pain and pleasure. He exploded in my ass, throbbing, pumping, jerking, spewing his hot sperm. Then collapsed in a sweaty heap on my back. That was two long weeks ago, we hadn't been alone since. We exchanged knowing smiles at the office, but suddenly not finding time to be alone. My mind raced when the boss told me he wanted me to visit the district office on the coast. That was the office that Jeff did the budgeting for. When I told Jeff he smiled. Two days later I learned that he was to be in the district office as well, conveniently doing a recount of the army base for budget projection purposes. He left a copy of his itinerary on my desk with a little smiley face, circled the hotel name with a notation "if you like, we can meet for dinner, talk about what comes up." Sunday finally arrived, and I thought long and hard about all the signs, I should have picked up on the six hour drive to the coast office. How could I have missed so much, wasting three months of pleasure. As I chatted with the lady at the check in counter she laid an envelope in front of me. Your friend said to give this to you when you checked in. Making conversation, trying to hide my little blush, I asked her what she did for fun. She quickly recanted her story. She would be fun to get to know I though so, nothing ventured, nothing gained, I asked her if she would enjoy meeting for lunch or dinner some time. Maybe help ease a lonely travelers, day. She hesitated, "my husband would kill me if he found out." she smiled with a twinkle in her eye. "Hey it only lunch. How about tomorrow?" she snapped back. She pressed a card with her number on it into my hand, "ask for Cheryl." I laid my bags on the motel bed, and opened Jeff's envelope. "Room 912, 9:00 o'clock, was written on the back of the Polaroid. As I flipped it over there was a close up shot of Jeff's 7 inches. This was going to be a busy week. A New Discovery of Love I have known Jack all my life. He was born two weeks before I and he has always been my best friend, my protector. Jack is 6'3 190lbs with an athletes body, black hair and crystal blue eyes. I am 5'5, 115lbs, light brown hair, with green eyes, and average 34C breasts. When we were little our parents always talked about how great it would be to have Jack and I end up married. I loved Jack with all my heart, as my best friend, nothing more, at least that's what I thought. Till the day my world was turned upside down We had graduated high school just four months earlier. I had been dating my boyfriend, Jason since 11th grade and we had talked about getting married soon. It was a Saturday night and Jason and I had plans to attend a party given by a mutual friend, however, at the last minute he called and cancelled saying that he had to work on a midterm paper that was due Monday. I offered to help him work on it, but he told me to go to the party and have fun. I was reluctant at first but finally relented when he persisted I go. So I called Jack and asked if I could ride with him since he didn't have a date. He said sure that he would be happy to take me. Jack stopped by my apartment around 8:00 p.m. to pick me up. Just before we left I found some notes that Jason left at my place the day before. Thinking he might need the notes for his paper I asked Jack to stop by Jasons so I could drop them off. Jack agreed and soon we are pulling up to Jasons' apartment building. I got out and walked up the flight of stairs which led to his second floor apartment. As I crossed in front of his living room window I looked in and saw Jason with his arms wrapped around a tall dark haired girl I recognized from the place he worked. Everything began to spin around and I was having trouble breathing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing!! Anger coursed through me and I suddenly flung open the door and began shouting. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I screamed. "Katie," he began, "I can explain. This isn't what it looks like." He jumped off the couch and ran over to where I stood in the doorway. "Oh you can, can you? Well, please tell me what you where doing with your lips pressed to hers. Oh wait, let me guess. You guys were studying and you suddenly fell and your mouth landed on hers. Am I right?" He reached out his hands to me, "Katie, please calm down and give me a cha-" I quickly jerked back, "Don't you fucking touch me you bastard." By this time Jack who had been waiting in the car heard my shouts and, ever my protector, rushed up the stairs and got between Jason and I. "What's going on in here?" He demanded. Jason immediately backed down. Jack towered over him by at least five inches and outwieghed him by about 20 pounds. "I just found Jason kissing this girl and-" tears and anger blocked my throat and I couldn't seem to find my voice. "You have a girlfriend?" The girl who, up to this point had been silent through my whole ordeal, finally spoke. "You told me you broke up with your girlfriend a month ago." She looked almost as angry as I, as she gathered her things and started towards the door. "You fucking pig. I hope you rot in hell!" With that, she turned on her heel and bolted past Jack and I out the door. Jason was standing there in disbelief when Jack suddenly started towards him with fists clenched. "You son of a bitch, I'm going to rip you a new asshole." It was now my turn to step in between. "No Jack. As much as I would love to see that, I don't want you going to jail." Jason backed off and we headed out the door. "Katie, please," Jason began but Jack cut him off. "Don't you ever talk to or come near her agian. If you do I'll beat the shit out of you and you'll wish you were dead." Then he took my hand and we headed out to the car and left. Jack drove us back to my place. The whole time I sat there thinking about what a creep Jason was, and how I never even suspected he was cheating on me. Surprisingly though, I wasn't as upset about the whole thing as I should've been. Once we got back to my apartment Jack sat with me on the couch and held me in his arms. I have always loved the feeling of Jack's arms wrapped around me. We used to sleep like that when we were children, with me on his chest falling asleep, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. I always felt so safe, I could fall asleep so easily. "How are you sweetie?" he inquired softly. "I'll be okay. Actually, I'm not as upset about the whole thing as I guess I should be. Actually, now that I think about it, it feels like a relief. I'm beginning to wonder if I ever was really in love with him. That sounds awful doesn't it?" Jack surprised me by chuckling. I pulled back slightly from our embrace so that I could look him in the eye. There was something in the way he was looking at me that I had never seen before. "Jack," I asked, "why are you making fun of me?" I gave him a playful shove and he quickly became very serious. "Katie, I have something to tell you and it's really hard for me to say." Suddenly concerned I ran my hand lightly over his cheek and he leaned into it. "Jack whatever it is, you know you can tell me anything." He pressed his lips into the palm of my hand, something he had never done before. He looked into my eyes with such intensity that I could swear he was able to read my every thought. He took a deep breath and said, "Katie, I'm in love with you. I always have been, ever since we were kids. I just never realized it, that is until a couple of months ago. We were cleaning out some old boxes in my parents basement and you had gotten some dust from the boxes on your cheek and I looked at you and I knew it. I love you more than anything else in the world and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He leaned towards me and kissed me softly on the lips. It was the first time we had ever kissed. It was at that moment I knew. I couldn't understand why I had never realized it before, but I was in love with him. "Jack," I said, tears now flowing freely, "I am so in love with you and there isn't anyone I'd rather spend the rest of my life with." He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply, running his tongue over my lips. I parted them and he thrust his tongue into my mouth tasting me. He buried one hand in my hair and the other, he brought up to caress my cheek. My breath caught in my throat at his tenderness. Never have I had a man so gentle. My heart began to race as he unbottoned my shirt. He kissed down my neck as he pushed my shirt off my shoulders and down my arms. He ran his tongue over the tops of my breasts while his hands reached around to unclasp my bra and expose my naked breasts to his hungary gaze. Jack kissed me deeply again this time the kiss was so deep it took my breath. He broke the kiss and his lips began their journey down my neck, running his tongue across my collarbone down to seek out my nipples. The moment his lips reached their destination, my nipples tightened to rock hard pebbles. He drew one aching bud into his mouth and sucked on it gently at first, then harder till I was moaning with need. "Mmmmm Jack..." I cried holding his head to my breast. He slowly kissed his way down my stomach, stopping to play little circles around my belly button, before he licked his way farther south. I pushed gently on his head urging him on towards my aching clit that was begged for his attention. Jack stopped his mouth inches from my pussy and looked up at me. "What do you want Katie? Tell me what you want me to do my love." "Jack," I cried, "please ....." "What Katie tell me love. What do you want me to do?" "Suck my clit. Please Jack please, suck my clit. Make me cummmmmm. Pleasssseeeee" I begged, so crazed with need I couldn't think straight. "Well," he said slyly, "since you asked so nicely." Suddenly he licked from the bottom of my pussy to my clit. Then he plunged his tongue into my honey well while his thumb stroked my clit feverishly. "Ohhhhhhh Jack I'm cummmmmmminnggggg......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I came harder than I ever had and Jack lapped at my juices like a starving man. "Mmmmmmm Katie your pussy is sooo sweet. I could spend forever with my head buried between your lucious thighs. But," he said bringing his face up to mine, " right now I want to make love to you. I want to know what it feels like to bury my cock deep inside you." With that, he picked me up from the couch and carried me in his arms to my bedroom. Pulling the covers back he placed me gently on the bed. For a moment he stood there not moving just looking at me. I blushed and shyly asked what was wrong. "Nothing is wrong sweetie. It's just that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He then striped out of his clothes. My eyes widened as I, for the first time, saw his cock. He saw my expression, which must have been one of panic, and asked if I was ok. "Jack there is something you should know about me. I'm...a virgin." His eyes widened with this realization. "Katie I had no idea. I assumed you and Jason..." He came and laid down beside me and gently ran his hand through my hair. "I told him I wanted to wait until the right moment. I know now I just wasn't in love with him." He softly kissed my lips and asked, "Are you sure this is what you want?" "Yes, Jack I'm sure. I love you more than anything and I want you to make love to me." He kissed me deeply, spreading my legs, he postioned himself between my thighs. The head of his cock was pressed at my opening. "I love you Katie." He said. Then he slowly pushed himself inside. When he met with a slight resistance he took my hand and kissed me, thrust his tongue deeply into my mouth, and plunged his entire 8 inch cock inside me to the hilt. I screamed out in pain around his tongue. He lay still for a moment allowing me time to adjust to his invasion. The pain soon gave way to a new sensation. One of being filled completely. Never had I felt so full, so stretched. "Katie, does it still hurt?" he said. His voice was tight and he sounded like he had been running up hill for a mile. "No" I told him. He started thrusting gently at first then picking up speed. Something began to build inside me. I began to match his thrusts with my own. "Oh God Katie, your sootight. I can't hold out much longer." His teeth were clenched, every muscle in his body tightened as he thrust faster and harder. "I'm almost there." I shouted. "Ahhhhh I'm cummmminnnnnggggg yeessssssss!!!!!" I exploded around his cock. My pussy muscles spasmed around his cock which sent him into his own shattering climax. He held me tightly to him and groaned my name over and over. He collapsed on top of me crushing me to the bed as he struggled to catch his breath. Finally, he rolled over, pulling me with him. I laid there in his arms saited and relaxed. "I love being in your arms, I feel so safe, as if nothing could ever hurt me." I whispered. "You are safe, my love. I"ll never let anyone hurt you, I'll die before I let that happen. You're mine and I'll never let you go."