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Jolene Ch. 01

By: Quantuman



Bobby came bounding into my room out of breath. We both had turned eighteen the same week, and our biggest bummer was we were still virgins. It was the beginning of summer, 1964. The Mustang was the car of my fantasies, Vietnam was the stuff of my nightmares and Bobby's cousin, Jolene, was the star in my dreams.

"Richard, Richard, Richard," he shouted, gripped both my shoulders and shook me. I knocked his hands away.

"What the fuck, dude? Mellow out."

"I did it, man! I did it!" He punched me lightly in the chest. I punched back a little harder.

"Knock it off! Did what?"

"I fucked Jolene last night!" My jaw dropped open.

"Bullshit!"

"No bullshit."

"No bullshit? You fucked your cousin?" Bobby nodded his head and continued to flash a big grin. "No bullshit!"

"Holy shit," I muttered and dropped down on the edge of my bed. "Jolene? Damn." I looked up quickly. "Sit your fuck lucky ass down and tell me everything." Bobby sat on the floor.

"Okay, man. Let me say, this chick is a real mind fuck. She did the whole thing. I swear I'd still be a virgin if she hadn't taken me by the hand."

"Jolene," I whispered as he talked. 

Jolene lived on a farm in Oklahoma, and her family came out a few days ago for a summer vacation to California. She was four years older and so cute. She had amazing tits, and her ass made me hyperventilate. With the intense summer heat here in the San Joaquin Valley, she usually wore little more than short-shorts and a halter top. She was almost always bare footed.

"Everybody split leaving Jolene and me alone," Bobby continued. "She wanted to go for a walk. Well, you know how dark it gets out in the vineyards. It stayed pretty warm last night. Man it was so heavy. The sky was filled with stars, the crickets were chirping. and Jolene just stopped, put her arms around me and kissed me. Tongue and everything!"

This almost drove me crazy. I had flirted a little with her the day before, and I thought she had returned the flirt. Of course I couldn't believe it was even possible she'd find me remotely attractive.

"We made out for a long time, and then she says, right out of the blue, 'You wanna fuck me?' Crap man, I nearly fainted!"

"Oh my god! And you said?"

"I said, 'hell yes!' Now get this. She says, 'Okay, but first you have to eat my pussy.' Then she presses those humongo boobs into my chest, blows in my ear and whispers, 'If you make me cum with your tongue, I'll let you fuck me with your cock.'"

"Holly crap, Bobby! You've never eaten pussy!"

"I know. I told her. She just laughed and said, 'I'll teach ya'." He spoke her part in his pathetic imitation of an Oklahoma drawl.

"Shit! Bobby I can't believe this."

"It gets better, bro. She lifted up her skirt, took my hand and placed on her pussy. Dude! No panties!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"And then she says, 'Feel how wet I am.' Bro, it was the pinnacle moment of my life. I now have nothing to live for."

"Fuck you, man! Finish your story."

"So I kinda got lost feeling how wet she was. I mean really lost. So warm and smooth and soft and, did I say wet?" I punched his shoulder. "Her pussy had little folds inside like petals on a flower. Freaking incredible! She moaned and rolled her hips against my hand. Shit, I almost blew off in my jeans."

All I could do is groan. This was agonizing in a wonderful sort of way. Bobby lay down on the floor and folded his hands behind his head. My cock was so hard I had to adjust it in my pants.

"I started sliding one of my fingers in and out of her cunt. Damn it was so wet and tight. After a little bit, she grabbed my hand and said, 'Feel this.' She moved one of my fingers around and placed on a hard little nub just near the top her pussy. When I touched it, she shivered and said, 'That's the spot, my clitty. Rub it, darlin'.' We stood between the grapevine rows, dude, and I finger fucked Jolene."

I fell back on the bed and covered my face. "Mother fucker! You lucky, lucky bastard!"

"I haven't even got to the good part yet."

"You gotta be shittin' me."

"We're standing there and I'm finger banging her like a mad man, when all of sudden, she pushes mu hand away, lowers the hem of her skirt and sits down right in the dirt. Then she lifts the front of it up, spreads her legs and says, 'Now let your tongue do what your finger was doing.'" Bobby stopped and took a deep breath. I sat up on one elbow. 

"If you don't finish this story right now, you' will never see the light of day." Bobby laughed.

"I dropped to my knees and fell foreword into her crotch. I did what I was commanded. I tongue her hole and licked her clit. She showed me some tricks to make the clit pop out. The hotter she got the fatter it got. I could almost suck on it. She liked that. Once I figured that out, I sucked her clit and finger her cunt until she started screaming. Scared the crap out of me. I was afraid someone would hear and think I was killing her"

Bobby took a deep breath and laughed. "But she started giggling after a few seconds, patted me on the head and said, 'Good boy.' Now here's your reward. Come on, get those pants down.' The moon started to rise and now I could see her. Her belly and legs were exposed and her knees were bent up. I swear I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I stripped my pants off so fast, my cock came dancing out. She laughed at me and said, 'Come on and put that big cock in mama.'

"I fell between her knees and put my hands on either side of her shoulders. She told me to kiss her and we stayed like that for several minutes just kissing. All of a sudden, she hooked her feet behind my butt and pulled my hips down. I don't know how it did it, but my cock went straight into her like it had a homing device. The muscles of her cunt squeezed down on it a couple of times, and like a fucking volcano, I blew off without giving her pussy one fucking stroke."

I just shook my head trying to assimilate this information. Bobby's story had inflamed my imagination to heights I'd never climbed.

"I was embarrassed," he continued, "because I came so fast, but she just kissed me and told me it was okay. I would last longer the next time."

"The next time? Fuck you, man." I sat up and scowled. "This isn't fair. I'm going to die a freaking virgin."

"Well, dude, check it out. The last thing she said to me, 'Tell your little friend to come hang."

"What little friend?"

"Don't be a stupid fuck, Richard. I think she's on some crusade to turn boys into men. She wants to make you a man. Dude, Jolene wants to fuck you."

I was stunned. I fell back on the bed and closed my eyes. I pictured Jolene lying on her back in the vineyard with her legs spread and me on top. A wonderfully terrifying image.

"Maybe we have died and gone to heaven," Bobby said and started laughing. 

"And Jolene is our angel." I looked at him. "We should make her the Patron Saint of Virgin Boys."

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That night, after masturbating to a fantasy fuck with Jolene, I dreamed I was falling down a long slippery tunnel into a yawning mouth of uncertain doom.  

In the morning, I couldn't wait any longer. I went into the bathroom, dropped my shorts and fondled my balls. My cock made an immediate response, and I wrapped my fingers around it and began to stroke. I wanted to cum now before going over to Bobby's, just in case I got lucky with Jolene; I didn't want to cum the second she got near my cock. My first time had to not only last, it had to impress her. I knew, of course, that none of that would happen and it was all just the miserable angst of a virgin teenage boy desperate to be a man.

Standing over the toilet, I held some waded up tissue in one hand and stroked my cock with the other. I imagined Jolene stood behind and had reached around. It was her hand stroking my cock. That took about forty-nine seconds before I pressed the tissue to the head of my cock, and blew my load, dropping it into the toilet with a flush.

Finally around eleven in the morning, I cut across two backyards and one fence, outran Buster the pit bull and leaped over the fence and cruised into Bobby's backyard. It was a gloriously sunny day, and the heat was already creeping up to the low nineties. To my great fortune, Jolene sat on the back porch wearing a pink tube top and short, short cut-off jeans. Her bare feet hung over the edge of the porch. She had cute pink toes nails. Her head was down and her long auburn hair hung forward as she brushed it in long, slow strokes. The morning sun made it shine.

"Hey, Jolene." She flipped her hair back over her head and smiled.

"Hi, Richard," she replied in that sexy Oklahoma accent. "What's up with you?"

"Not much. Brushing your hair?"

"Yes, but it's so much nicer when someone else does it. Wanna brush my hair." Her cute lips curled in a half smile. Her eyes twinkled. Geez, she's so hot!

"Sure." She handed me the brush and her finger tips slid along my hand.

"Sit behind me, darlin', and put your legs on either side of me." I moved into position.

"Start at the bottom and work your way up in slow, short strokes." She placed her hands on my bare calves and briefly caressed my legs. I ran the brush through her hair, little strokes at first, growing longer until I reached the top of her head.

"Hummm. That feels nice." She rubbed my legs again. "You've got nice legs, Richard."

"Thanks. You have beautiful hair."

"Oh, you're too sweet."

I figured I may as well go for broke. This was my cubic centimeter of chance. I wasn't going to let it slip away.

"And it's not just your hair, Jolene. Everything about you is beautiful."

"Aren't you precious?" Her hands moved up and down my legs from my ankles to my thighs. The feeling was exquisite. 

"What else do you think about me is beautiful?" She turned her head back and looked at me from the corner of one eye. "A girl likes to hear those things."

"Everything is beautiful!"

"Oh, you can do better than that. Come on now." She pinched my inner thigh and giggled.

"Your...lips and...eyes and...well, Jolene, you've got the most glorious...breasts I've never seen." Jolene laughed and slapped me. "Not to mention your legs and everything else in between." 

"Why Richard, I do believe you're trying to seduce me." She looked back at me again and giggled some more.

She wiggled her butt so that it fit more snuggly into my open legs. She rocked her hips up and down.

"Oooo. Somebody's standing tall." Jolene reached a hand behind her and slid it down between us. She rubbed her finger tips over the head of my erect cock bulging through my shorts. I leaned my face into her hair and inhaled deeply.

"You smell so good."

"No body's home, Richard. Wanna go check out the basement?" Bobby and I had made the basement our man cave. There was an old sofa, a chair and a radio, and a small refrigerator.

"Sure." I jumped up and my boner was caught in an odd and uncomfortable fold of my shorts. I started to adjust it and she stopped me.

"Let me fix that for you, sweetie." Her mouth hung slightly open. Her eyes locked onto mine. She slid her delicate hand down the front of my shorts, wrapped her fingers around my cock and gently pulled it to an upright position.

"There," she cooed with a smile. "Did that make it all better?" She pulled her hand out and patted the front of my shorts. With a giggled, Jolene ran into the house. I took a deep breath, looked up at the sky and whispered, "Thank you."

Me and my boner stumbled down the basement stairway. I was excited and scared at the same time. I felt like I did the first time I climbed aboard a giant rollercoaster. Jolene was on the sofa with her legs draped over one the arms, swinging them back and forth. She smiled so sweetly.

"I saw you checking me out the minute me and my folks arrived. Her eyes trailed down to the bulge in my shorts. "Been here four days now, and I started thinking, what's that boy waitin' for." She reclined on the sofa, raised her arms over her head and her breasts swelled in the tube top.

"I reckoned you were either gay or shy, but it doesn't look that way now," she giggled. "Then I figured out you boys. You've never gone all the way, have you?"

I sighed heavily. "A million times in my head, Jolene, but never for real."

"Oh, you poor baby. Well, mama's gonna fix that." She slid over on the sofa and patted next to her. 

"Before I leave this summer, you boys are gonna be regular studs." She laughed heartily. 

"You don't mind a girl who knows what she wants and goes after it, do you?"

I sat down next to her and brushed her hair away from her face.

She blew a tiny air kiss at me, and I lowered my mouth to hers. I knew how to kiss. I had gotten that far, many times. But her lips were the sweetest ever. Our tongues met and circled around each other. She moaned softly. She put one hand behind my head and the other on my leg and reached all the way into my mouth with her tongue. I moaned and brought one hand to one of her breasts and squeezed.

"Uh hu. That's it," she mumbled between our lips. I pulled the tube top down and ran my fingers over her nipple. It became erect to my touch, and all over the areola, little bumps popped up.

"Hummmm, lick it, darlin'."

I kissed and tongued my way from her mouth, down her neck across her breasts and began licking her nipple. She cradled my head in her arms.

"Suck mama's titty, baby." Talking like we were mother and son made it even hotter. I worried my masturbation before coming over might not be very effective. I felt like I could cum at any moment.

I pulled out her other breasts and took them both in my hands, kissing one and then the other. I alternated licking and sucking, and Jolene squirmed under me. Her hands roamed my shoulders, and finally she pulled my tank top up and over my head. I pulled her tube top down, and she raised her hips while I pulled it off her legs.

I sat their looking at her. She was a vision of paradise. I ran my hands along her legs, inside her thighs and she relaxed and let her legs fall to the side. I marveled at the softness of her skin. She popped the snap on her shorts, lowered the zipper and raised her hips again. Her eyes never left mine. Her breath was ragged. I pulled her shorts down over her feet and tossed them on the floor. Her legs fell back open again, and I had my first glimpse of her pussy. I just stared for the longest time. Finally I looked up at her. She had such an angelic smile.

"You like?" She asked barely audible. I looked back at her crotch. There wasn't a trace of hair on her it. The mound between her legs looked swollen. The outer lips of her vagina were slightly ajar, and a trace of moisture had built-up around the opening. She threw one leg over the back of the sofa, and her vagina opened wide. The inside was bright like pink rose petals. The clitty that Bobby spoke of was clearly visible. I looked back into her eyes.

"I...I...I don't know what to say, Jolene. You...are the most...beautiful woman I've ever seen." I looked up and down her body. She took one foot and reached out with her toes catching the top of my shorts and pushed down with her foot.

"I showed you mine," she said, and flashed her wickedly cute smile. I quickly undid my shorts and let them fall. My seven inch cock was, needless to say, at full attention.

"Come stand closer to me." I moved from the end of the sofa to where her head reclined.

"Put one foot up here," she said patting the sofa seat. "Let mama have a good look." She stared straight up into my groin and examined the underside of my testicles and penis. She reached up, took my balls in one hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I let out a loud groan that made her laugh.

"I just knew you were gonna have a nice piece of meat. Come closer." I knelt part way with my knees against the edge of the sofa. She looked carefully at the head of my cock, leaned in and gave it a kiss. She looked at me and smiled. I had a shit eatin' grin from ear to ear.

She brought her face even closer, licked my cock head, and then lowered her lips around it taking me into her mouth. I felt like fainting. I stood there staring at this dream-scene.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned and pulled off my swollen member. "I just love to suck a nice fat cock."

Diving in again, her mouth completely engulfed me. It literally disappeared into her face. She held it that way for a few moments and looked up at me making eye contact. Then she slowly withdrew her mouth away until her lips stayed sealed just over the tip of my cock. She let go with a loud sucking smack.

"Yummy!" She smiled, stroked it a few times, tickled my balls and looked up.

"Climb on top, darlin', and let's sixty-nine. Show mama how good you can eat pussy."

I couldn't wait. I lowered my face into her crotch and presented my cock to her mouth. She didn't suck it at first. I felt her tongue sliding up and down the under side. I gently touched her pussy lips and spread them with my fingers. I wanted a good look before sending my tongue in.

The aroma of her pussy was intoxicating. I traced a finger over the inner lips and softly rubbed her clit. Jolene's hips twitched slightly. Okay, here it goes.

I stuck out my tongue and let its tip follow the route my finger had just taken. I avoided her clit for now, and just drew little circles all around the inner lips. Jolene moaned and swallowed my cock.

I darted into her vagina as deep as I could go touching and tasting. We were both moaning. The sensation of her mouth on my cock was heavenly. The taste of her cunt was divine. I lapped and licked and finally rubbed my lips and tongue over her clit. A little whimper squeaked out of Jolene. Her hips began to move under me pushing up into my face. Her hands gripped my ass cheeks and she pulled my rhythmically up and down sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. Oh my god!

I put a finger on either side of Jolene's clit, as Bobby had instructed, and gently pulled upward. Her clit popped out and I started sucking on it. She instantly pulled off my cock and squealed. 

"That's it, Richard. Eat my pussy." 

My nose was buried in her vagina. I took deep breaths and held it while I sucked with joyful abandon. I used two fingers on one hand to help keep the clit exposed, and with the other hand, I slid two fingers into her vagina. Jolene thrashed under me, moaning, groaning and whimpering. She had stopped sucking my cock altogether.

"Oh, golly gee, Richard. You gonna make mama cum, sweetie." She buried her face into my balls and hugged my hips tightly. Her pussy humped my face.

"Ahhhhhhh. That's it, baby." Her vagina became so much wetter, and the juice bubbled in my nasal breath. "Uuuuuuu, shit, Richard!" And all at once, Jolene was a gushing flood of orgasmic release. I could feel a blast of heat come off her. I pulled her knees back and rotated her hips up slightly. I put my whole mouth over her vagina, and swallowed her flood of juice. I rubbed her clit with my chin and her anus with my nose. She screamed and screamed and screamed. Holy crap, I hope no one is home.

After a few seconds, she locked her legs around my head and started giggling. We lay like that for several minutes without talking. My face was still completely buried in her wetness. Her face rested against my balls. 

Finally she relaxed her legs, and I rolled to the side, almost falling off the sofa. She laughed and pulled me close.

"Richard, Richard, Richard. You sure you've never licked a pussy before?"

I laughed and grunted an unintelligible negative.

"Well, you sure did good, darlin'. I nearly fainted." She sat up and looked at me. "Come here and give a kiss."

I rotated on the sofa and gave her pussy a kiss goodbye. She giggled, and as I passed her breasts, I kissed each nipple, snuggled into her and planted my lips on hers. It was a long, deep kiss, and I could tell Jolene tasted herself on my mouth.


Jolene Ch. 01



"Richard," Jolene said pulling away from the kiss. "There's only one thing I need right now." I looked at her but didn't speak. Frankly, I was quite speechless.

"I need you get that big, fat cock into my pussy. Preferable, right now," she said with her deep Oklahoma accent.

"Stand up, sugar," she commanded. I got off the sofa and Jolene repositioned herself on her hands and knees.

"Come down here and be the big dog," She said with her beautiful butt in the air and her wonderful breasts hanging under her. "Fuck your bitch."

I jumped up on the sofa behind her. I put one hand on her hips and used the other to direct my cock up to her vagina. I rubbed the head through her wetness, and Jolene reached between her legs and guided me home.

"Be the big dog, baby. Fuck your bitch hard."

I gave my hips one long thrust, and my cock went deep. We both groaned at the same time. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced. Jolene either flexed the muscles of her vagina, or they spasmed repeatable. I couldn't move. I was so afraid I'd erupt with an orgasm. I so didn't want that to happen. Not yet.

"For goodness sake, Richard. Fuck me. Fill mama with your cum."

That was all I needed. I slowly slid my cock out of her. The sensation was exquisite. Once I could see the rim of my glans, I plunged it back in, and Jolene moaned. Ok, baby. 

I started sliding in and out of her, slowly at first, but I increased the speed as I went. I think I'm going to last! I can't believe this!

I grabbed her hips with both hands and started fucking her with long, strong strokes. Jolene groaned and moaned.

"That's it baby. Fuck mama hard." My hips slammed into her. My cock and her pussy made slurping sounds. Our hips made slapping sounds. My balls swung wildly below me.

"Am I your bitch?" She mumbled.

"Yes, baby. I'm your big dog and you're my bitch."

"Bite my neck and growl when you cum." Her hips swayed back and forth matching my rhythm. 

I was close. I leaned over her, reached under and grabbed her breasts, still pounding her with my hips. My cock rode in and out Jolene's pussy like a piston.

I felt it coming like a freight train. My whole body became an electric playground of sensation. Jolene panted underneath me. I started growling like a wild beast. A sudden explosion of pleasure shot from every part of my body and raced toward my groin. My cock swelled in her cunt as it continued slide in and out of her wetness. 

Just as the first spurt of cum blew into her, I howled like a wolf and gripped the back of her neck with me teeth. My hip movement took on a life of its own. I continued to bite her as spurt after spurt of orgasmic release filled Jolene's palpating pussy. Jolene convulsed underneath me, lost in her own climax.

We both made animal sounds that started as growls and grunts and subsided to little coos and whimpers. Jolene finally collapsed underneath me, and her precious pussy fell away leaving my cum covered cock dangling over her beautiful ass. I watched several drops of semen drip into the crack of her beautiful butt. After a moment, I collapsed on top of her. She grunted when my weight fell on her, but she didn't say a word.

We lay like that for several minutes, and finally she started to giggle.

"I do believe this is the best summer vacation I've ever had." She twisted under me until we were belly to belly and face to face. "Maybe even the best fuck I ever had." She smiled so sweetly. She hocked her legs around me and hugged me. "My big dog."

I laughed. "It WAS the best fuck I ever had." She laughed and snuggled to me.

"That was your only fuck, silly. Wait until we do it again before you make any wild claims."

"Soon I hope."

Jolene giggled. "Well you are lucky, lover boy. I'm a girl that can't get enough."

She kissed me so softly. It was the sweetest kiss I ever had.

"Thank you, Jolene. I'll never forget this day, this moment or you."

"Oh Richard. You're too sweet, darlin'. You're bound to make me fall in love with you." She kissed me harder and deeper and probed my mouth with her tongue.

Just then we heard a car pull into the driveway, and doors opened and shut. Our scramble for clothes was quick and frantic but adorned with laughter. Fully dressed, we sat on the sofa and nonchalantly chatted about nothing desperately trying to hold back our laughter.

"I just know it smells like someone had sex down here," Jolene said rising to her feet. "We better go up." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet, gave me a quick peck on the lips and ran to the stairway.

I followed watching her long, sexy legs as she climbed the stairs. She looked back, smiled and wiggled her ass at me.

The stairway to the basement was off of the kitchen. As Jolene went through the door at the top landing, I heard her mother's voice.

"Hi sweetie. What you been up to?"

"Just hanging out with Bobby's friend, Richard," Jolene replied. When I came through the door, her mom smiled at me.

"Hello, Richard. You being a good boy around my baby?"

"Oh...ah...yes mam." I'm sure I blushed.

"Would you be a dear, Richard? I left a bag of groceries out in the car." I turned and headed out the back door. I could still hear her mom's voice.

"Jolene, what's the matter with you? Your top is on backwards. Get in the bedroom and fix that." 

I brought the grocery bag in and placed it on the kitchen counter.

"Thank you, Richard," her mom said.

"Hey, dude," Bobby came through the back door. "What's up."

"Not much, "I said. "Just hanging out with Jolene."

Bobby made a motion with his head, and I followed him into his bedroom. He closed the door behind us. He turned and faced me with his hands on his hips. I had a huge shit eating grin on my face.

"Well?" He said. I nodded my head a few times.

"I'm a man," was all I could say.

"Dude," we bumped fists. "I should be jealous, but tell me all about it."

"I can't, man. I'm still speechless. I'll tell you later. I need to savor this moment for a while."

"You dog!" 

"That's what she said. Mounted my bitch from behind."

"Holy shit!"

Bobby paced, and I lay back on his bed.

"Guess what I over heard my mom and Jolene's mom talking about?"

"Just tell me, man."

"Jolene was raped a couple of years ago." I Jumped up.

"Are you kidding?"

"No! Jolene's mom said they've had nothing but trouble with her ever since."

"Who raped her?"

"Get this," Bobby said. "It was an uncle on the other side of the family. I guess Jolene's dad beat the crap out of him."

A little tap on the door startled us both.

"Come in," Bobby said.

The door opened and Jolene poked her head in.

"Mind if I join you boys?"

"Come in Jolene."

"I think you were talking about me in here." She shut the door behind her.

She sashayed in, passed between us and ran a hand along an arm on both of us.

"What's my summertime studs been talking about?"

She looked at me. "Did you tell Bobby how you ravaged me like a bitch in heat?" She laughed. She definitely enjoyed the seductive power she held over us, almost as much as we did.

"Or was Bobby telling you how he took me in the vineyard?" Bobby laughed nervously.

"I think it was you doing the taking in the vineyard, Jolene."

"That's not entirely true, darlin'. I just opened the door, you walked through."

She turned and faced us, looking back and forth from Bobby to me. She took a hand from both of us and placed each one on a breast. When we squeezed, she rolled her eyes up and moaned. 

"That's nice." After a few moments, she grabbed me behind the head and pulled my face to hers planting our lips together. Then she pulled Bobby's face down and did the same.

"You know what I want?" We shook our heads. Jolene was in complete control.

"I want you both at the same time." She pushed us away, giggled and turned to leave. She stopped before opening the door and turned her head back over her shoulder.

"Make it happen you naughty little boys." She giggled again and left the room.

Bobby and I stood there speechless. We looked at each other. We both mouthed the words, holy crap, at the same time, bumped our fists and sat down on the bed. I spoke first.

"You okay with this?"

"Fuck yes, man. I'm not even sure what she has in mind, but I'm ready to cream in my jeans."

It bothered me that Jolene was a rape victim and all her free wheeling sexuality might be some weird psychological reaction, but my desperate need to have sex over powered any sensibilities.

I stood up and started to pace. After a couple of minutes, I slapped my hands together. 

"I got it! My folks are leaving tomorrow for LA. The house is ours. We can even use the king bed in my parent's room."

"Fuckin' ay," Bobby said and jumped up. "We need some booze. How much cash do you have?"

"Twenty bucks. Maybe a few more in one of my drawers."

"I've got fifteen. That'll do." Bobby handed me his cash. "Let's find out what she drinks."

We left the bedroom and found Jolene out in the back yard sitting in a car tire swing hanging from a mulberry tree.

"Howdy, boys," she said with a grin. "Richard's parents are leaving for LA tomorrow," Bobby said to her. "We can have the whole house all night." 

"There is an all-night movie in town," I chimed in. "Our cover." Jolene threw her head back and laughed.

"You want some alcohol?"

She thought about it for a moment and said, "I like Southern Comfort. It's just like me."

"Great. I'll go get the booze," I said and started to leave.

"Wait a minute boys," she said and spread her legs wide. "I want to show you something." She pulled aside the thin strip of denim that covered her crotch.

"Take a look at how wet I am." I looked up first at the back porch and kitchen window to make sure no one could see us. I then shifted my eyes to the pussy I had just eaten and fucked. Bobby eyes were riveted on her crotch. His mouth hung open.

"It's just dripping. Oh..." She looked down at her own exposed vagina. "That's Richard's cum dripping out." She ran a finger up and down her slit, lifted it to her lips and sucked on it.

"Ummm. Can't wait for you boys to fill every hole in my body." Jolene covered her pussy, threw her head back and laughed. "I'm such a whore." She gave us her most sultry look. "You don't mind do you boys?"

I was in a trance through the night and into the next day. Every scintilla of my attention was focused on one thing, Jolene. I had an older friend buy the bottle of Southern Comfort and a twelve pack of beer for us. He took a twelve pack for his trouble. 

Around noon, my parents said goodbye. I filled the frig with beer and made sure we had plenty of ice cubes. Then I raced over to Bobby's house to spread the news.



Jolene Ch. 02



I was in a trance through the rest of the night and into the next day. Every scintilla of my attention was focused on one thing, Jolene.

I had an older friend buy the bottle of Southern Comfort and a twelve pack of beer for us. He took another twelve pack for his trouble. 

Around noon, my parents said goodbye. I filled the refrigerator with beer and made sure we had plenty of ice cubes. Then I raced over to Bobby's house to spread the news. As I ran threw Buster's back yard, he didn't even try to chase me. He just lazily watched me pass. As I did, I said to Buster, pounding my chest, "I'm the big dog now." I leaped the fence and vaulted into Bobby's back yard. Jolene was only standing a couple of feet away, and I almost ran into to her. It startled her, she screeched and fell back on her butt.

"Whoa! Jolene," I blurted out. "Sorry!"

"For goodness sake, Richard! You nearly scared my pants off."

I reached down and helped her back up.

"I bet that was your plan all along." She patted my cheek. "You're so anxious to get them off, aren't you?" She dusted her bottom.

"Ah...well...ya. That is why I'm here. You are most certainly right," I said grinning.

"Naughty boy," she replied.

"My place is all ready for tonight. Are you?"

"Mmmmm. I do believe I am." She leaned close and whispered in my ear. "My pussy has been wet all day thinking about it." She giggled, pushed me away and ran to the tire swing.

"Come push me, Richie. You don't mind if I call you Richie, do you?"

"You can me anything you want, Jolene."

I got behind her, pulled her back as high as I could and gave her a push. She squealed. When she came back towards me, she looked over her shoulder.

"I have a confession to make," she said and swung out away from me. When she came back at me and asked her what it was.

"I just like you so much," she said and swung out again. Back in, I put my hands against her hips and pushed.

"I like you too." She flew out away from me, squealed again at the top of her arc and came back.

"I mean," she said. "You're such a better lover than Bobby." I pushed her and away she went; then back again.

"Don't get me wrong, he's a sweetie." I pushed once more enjoying the feel of her hips in my hands. And she swung back again.

"But when I'm with him, I'm wishing it's you." When she came back, I grabbed the swung and stopped its motion. She leaned back against my chest. The smell of her hair was intoxicating. She reached back and put her hand on my crotch.

"Jolene, he's my best friend. I can't do anything to hurt our friendship."

"I'm not asking you to, Richie. I just wanted you to know. You're my favorite guy." Her fingers caressed my cock into an erection.

"The three of us will have a great time, tonight, but I want a lot more alone time with you."

"Okay," was all I could manage to say. I wanted to tell I her I loved her, I adored her and I was willing to do and be anything she wanted of me. I'd walk over broken glass bare foot into hell itself. Well...almost.

She stood up from the swing, turned around, looked down at my boner and smiled. She reached up high on the rope and looked at me with her sexiest leer.

"Do you love me, Richie?"

"I'm crazy about you."

"Tell me you love me." The tip of her tongue darted out and wet her lips.

"I love you, Jolene."

She reached out and ran a finger tip over my lips.

"I think I love you too." 

"What about Bobby?" I didn't want anything to hurt my friendship, but Jolene was clearly in control, and I was clearly putty in her hands. She pushed her finger into my mouth.

"I'll keep Bobby happy sugar, but I'll be thinking of you. Is that okay?"

"Yes, Jolene; what ever you want." There, I said it. I relinquished all control.

The back door slammed, and Bobby came bounding out to join us.

"Hey, bro," he said.

"Hey, dude."

"Bobby, tell Richie what you and I did last night," Jolene said with a chuckle.

"Richie? How cute."

"Fuck you, Bobby."

"Tell him what you did to me." She twisted around still clinging to the rope. Bobby looked back over his shoulder at the house; then he nervously laughed.

"Jolene has this...ah...long dildo thing. She had me use it on her." Bobby looked uncomfortable.

"You aren't much of a story teller, Bobby," she scolded him. "He took my long dildo thing, slid it deep into my pussy, turned on the vibrator and fucked me crazy! I thought I was going to die." Jolene laughed.

"Woo wee! And then...he stuck it up my tight little bung hole, and ass fucked me good! I nearly fainted with happiness and joy." As she spoke, her words were interspersed with laughter.

"Wow," I said. I looked at Booby and then back at Jolene. Bobby was blushing. "Wish I could have been there."

"Don't worry, sugar. I'll have you both at the same time tonight."

Jolene clearly loved to embarrass and play us. I loved it, but I'm not sure how Bobby felt about it.

"Look boys, I have to go get ready. You are taking me to the all night movies, right?"

"Yes, mam," I said and bowed. "We will have your chariot waiting, my queen." She giggled and ran off toward the house.

After Jolene went inside, I looked at Bobby and tried to read his face. He was unusually quiet.

"Bobby, you okay with this?"

"Oh, sure, man. I mean...I don't know. It is kind of...weird."

"But fun, right?"

"Well, sure," Bobby said. "But still..."

"Okay, man. What's up?"

"I'm starting to feel bad because she my cousin."

"You feel guilty?"

"Ya, I guess so. It's wrong, right? Incest and all that?" I nodded my head. I wasn't about to admit I'd love it if Bobby were out of the picture. The idea of Jolene all to myself for the summer was too much to dream about.

"Look Bobby. If you feel that way, then maybe we should just cancel." He shook his head.

"No way. You and Jolene can go at it. At least I'm not a virgin any more. The guilt is worth that. No use spoiling it for you."

"Wow," I said and sat down in the swing.

After several long minutes of silence, Bobby cleared his throat.

"Look, bro. You better go clean up and look like you're going to a theater. I'm going for walk. Maybe I will go to the movies by myself."

"Ah, man," I protested and stood. "This is bogus, dude."

"No, it's cool. I just can't do it." Bobby turned and ran down the dirt driveway and disappeared.

"Well, fuck a duck," I muttered, but the voice in my head said, yay!

The back door opened, and Jolene's father, a big burly man came down the steps toward me.

"Howdy, young man," he said.

"Hello, sir," I replied. We shook hands.

"You taking my little girl to this all night movie deal?"

"Ah...well, yes sir, with your permission."

"Bobby's parents say you're a pretty good egg, so I guess its okay. When will you have her home?"

"It usually gets out around three or four. If it's okay, we'll stop for breakfast and be home no later than six."

"That's what I'll expect then," he said, punched me roughly in the shoulder with a stern look and walked away. The punch was clearly a message, or more likely a warning. My bruised shoulder could have cared less. What ever Jolene had in store for me would be worth any thrashing that man could give.

Just before dusk, I arrived at the front of Bobby's house and knocked on the door. Bobby's mother opened and invited me in. I had showered, shaved what facial hair I had, brushed my teeth and put on a nice pair of pants and shirt.

"Hi Richard," she said. "How's your folks?"

"Pretty god, Mrs. C."

"You tell them hello for me."

"I will. They're in LA right now."

"Oh, God forbid. I don't envy that traffic." She called out behind her. "Jolene, sweetie. Richard is here."

After a few minutes, Jolene came around the hall corner. She wore a dress that hit her mid knee, and a cute blouse with little hearts all over it. Her hair was tied back in a pony tail.

"Hi," I said. I was taken by how sweet and chaste she looked.

"Hi Richie," she said. "Good night folks." She kissed her dad's cheek as he glared at me. I tried to smile.

"Good night Mrs. C," I said, and Jolene and I went out the door, down the steps and started walking toward down town. She put her hand in my arm.

"You look very handsome, Richie."

"You look...gorgeous as ever." She squeezed my arm.

"There you go. Being so sweet to me. You're the best."

We walked for a couple of blocks before we turned the corner and double backed toward my house.

"It's too bad about Bobby," she said. "What happened?" I was surprised she didn't know.

"Ah..." I didn't want to break his confidence, but I went ahead and told her. "He was having a problem with the whole...cousin thing. You know? Incest."

"Ohh. So sensitive. We aren't even first cousins. My goodness! Second and third cousin are fucking all over the planet," she said with laugh. "It's good, clean fun." I joined in her infectious laughter. I couldn't disagree. I had a couple of cousins I'd love to have some good clean, fun with.

It was almost dark as we approach my house, and she took my arm and put it around her. She wrapped her arm around me.

"Well, at least I get you all to myself. But I was looking for a little threesome action. I've never done that before."

"You're kidding," I said flabbergasted. "I thought you'd done everything." She laughed big.

"Uh, uh," she replied. "I haven't even been fucked in the...you know...back door before. I'm hoping you can do that for me. See," she said, stopped and turned to face me. She took my hand in hers. "I still have a virgin hole and the cherry belongs to you." I held her hand as we walked up to me door. Before entering, we stopped, faced each other, and planted a long, wet kiss against our lips. Her tongue swirled into my mouth. Mine darted back into hers. My cock was ready to tear through my pants.

We went straight to the kitchen, and I mixed up a couple of drinks. Jolene hopped up on the kitchen counter and hiked up her skirt high enough to show me she wasn't wearing panties.

"Damn, Jolene," I said and stared down at her sweet, bald mound at the top of her gorgeous legs. "I'd be dead right now if your daddy knew you weren't wearing panties." She giggled.

She took her drink, and sipped on it looking at me over the top of her glass.

"You know what my pussy needs right now?" She slid a little closer to the edge of the counter. I shook my head.

"Guess," she commanded.

"It needs to be licked?" I said the obvious. She smiled broadly and nodded her head up and down.

I took a long sip of my drink, set it down on the counter and fell to me knees.

Her pussy was so pretty. She spread her legs wider. I reached in, gently parted the delicate lips and gazed at her inner sanctum of feminine beauty. I leaned in and inhaled. I loved the way her pussy smelled.

"What a perfect flower," I whispered. I looked up at her and smiled. "Your pussy smells so good."

"You talk so nice to me, Richie." She brushed my hair off my forehead. "No body has ever talked to me like you do."

"Wet my finger," I said and held the index finger up to her mouth. She leaned forward, took it into her mouth and slobber all over it. I brought my hand back down and slowly extended it toward her open vagina until the tip softly touched her clit. She moaned, and her thighs and stomach muscles twitched a little. I looked back up. Her eyes were closed and her head tilted back.

I started rubbing my finger in little circles around the flower petal like inner pussy, passing over her clit with each circle. Jolene continued to moan.

"You know, Jolene," I said almost in a whisper. She brushed her fingers across my hair as if to say she was listening.

"I've never know anyone like you. You're the perfect woman." I was just beginning to figure out how to have some power in this relationship. Jolene definitely liked to be sweet talked, and I liked to talk that way. But everything I said was true, and she loved it and I loved saying it.

"You're beautiful. You're bright. Your sooo sexy." My finger continued its journey around her vagina. "Your pussy tastes like ambrosia and smells like a flower. You make me feel better than I've ever felt in my whole life. And when I'm inside you, I feel like I've come home." I really poured it on. Jolene groaned, put her hand behind my head and pulled my face into the vortex of her warmth and wetness.

"Oh, Richie," she said as my tongue dove into her sweet, tight tunnel of love. My hands groped up to her breasts and gently kneaded the soft, pillowy mounds. She placed her hands over mine and started rocking her hips.

I lifted her knees up and her head fell back with a thud into the wall cabinet. She didn't say a word. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and pressed my face tighter into her softness. Her breathing became heavy, and her pussy became wetter. 

As I slid my finger inside her, I started sucking on her clitty. Jolene shuddered and gripped my head tighter. 

"Oh, god, Richie. You eat my pussy so good. You make me feel so good." Her body began to quake. The juices began running over my chin and my hand. She humped and shook and groaned.

"Yes, yes, baby. Suck mama's clitty." She cradled my head and every time I sucked and pumped my finger in and out she said, "Oh, oh, oh." I truly loved the taste of her vagina. The inside texture was so smooth. Her clit began to grow fatter and extended out for my tongue and lips. I tried to get my lips around it, but it was still too small. My mouth was plastered against her with the clitty in the center as I sucked on her sensitive flesh. Apparently that was enough. Jolene humped and twitched and bucked against my face.

"Ahhhh," she started screaming, "Richie!" As an orgasm swept her away, she flooded my face with her delicious lady cum. I was in haven. Jolene was indeed an angel of mercy.

As she started to relax and giggle, she pushed me away.

"Oh, you sweet, sweet lover boy," she said and slid off the counter. I took her in my arms. She kissed my sloppy wet face over and over.

"I love to eat your pussy, Jolene."

"Oh," was all she said and continued her little kisses all over my face and neck.

"And I love you," I muttered. When I did, she pressed her lips to mine, slithered her tongue into my mouth and kissed me deeply.

After a long kiss, she leaned away and looked into my eyes,

"I love you too," she whispered, and gently caressed the side of my face. "You're so sweet to me. I just adore how you talk to me." She put her head against my chest and snuggled.

We stood there in the kitchen holding each other. I couldn't believe how I felt. I'd never been in love like this before. I wasn't sure it really was love, but it was the best feeling in the world. She sighed heavily and stated talking in a soft voice.

"No one has ever talked to me like you do, Richie." She kissed my neck. "The boys back home are more interested in a quick BJ, a hand job or a fast fuck. They never talk sweet like you do. I know I talk like a slut, and I guess I really am one, but you make me feel so special."

I kissed the side of her head and said, "You are special, Jolene. You're the most wonderful woman in the world. I like it that you're so free sexually. I love how you talk slutty. Let me spend the summer showing you how special you are."

"Oh," she gasped and clung to me. "I am yours, Richie. Make me feel special." She kissed my deeply. I sucked on her tongue when she slid it into my mouth.

"That's good to hear, my sweet wonderful Jolene. Now I'd like to take you up stairs to the bedroom. I don't want a quick BJ or hand job, and I'm not interested in a fast fuck. I want to hold you into my arms, and make love to you all night long. I want to show you just how special you are." I didn't know where this stuff was coming from, but I was on a roll. 

I kissed her deeply again, swept her up in my arms, and carried her up the stairs. We struggled a few times, and I almost dropped her. By the time we got to my parent's bedroom, we were full of giggles and I tossed her on the bed.

I then teased her and talked in my worst Oklahoma accent.

"Now little lady, you give me that quick blow job so I can go down to the pool hall and have a few beers with the boys." She laughed and scooted away from the edge of the bed.

"Don't make me come after you." I grabbed her ankles and pulled her back toward me. She screamed and kicked her feet, but some how I managed to hang on.

All at once she stopped. Her face became very serious. I knelt on the edge of the bed and slowly lowered myself down on top of her. I looked down into her lovely face.

"Are you really in love with me?" She asked. I didn't answer immediately. I just looked into her dark, brown eyes.

"Let me ask you a question,' I finally said. "Have you ever been in love?" She blinked a couple of times.

"I don't know. I thought I was. But he was...a rat. I guess not so that it was ever returned."

"I've never been in love. So I'm not sure what I feel for you is love, but I swear to God, Jolene, my heart is so...so...full for you. I hope this feeling never ends. Maybe it will. Maybe you'll go back to Oklahoma, marry some rich oil man and leave me with the memories of the most wonderful summer of my life. But tonight...right now...ya, baby, I'm so in love with you." She smiled.

"I'll take that." She started unbuttoning my shirt. "I surely do feel a whole lotta love for you." She pulled the shirt down my back and ran her hands over my chest. 

"Richie, no matter what happens when I go back to Oklahoma; while I'm here, let's pretend were crazy in love." I lowered my face and kissed her.

"That won't be hard, Jolene. I am crazy in love with you."

"Me too; It's so much fun being in love," she said, hooked her legs around my hips and twisted, rolling my on my back. She came up straddling me.

I unbuttoned her blouse and she tossed it off the bed. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. When her breasts fell forward, I caught my breath.

"God, these are beautiful." I ran my fingers lightly over her nipples watching them stiffen and grow erect. 

"Uu that feels real good." She arched her back pushing her breasts out. Her skin was soft and smooth and flawless. She rocked forward, put a hand on either side of my head and lowered a nipple to my lips. I reached up with a tongue and swirled it around the bumpy areola. The nipple became more erect. I took it into my mouth and gently sucked. Jolene moaned.

After a few minutes of switching her nipples back and forth in my mouth, she slid down my body and started undoing my belt and pants. I put my hands behind my head and watched. She pulled the zipper down, pushed the pants open and my cock bulged up under my boxer shorts.

She started kissing and biting my cock through my shorts. I groaned and moaned. Very slowly she rolled the top edge of my shorts down until the head of my cock cane into view. Jolene swirled her tongue over it, kissing and licking.

"Mama wants to see her baby's cock." She sat up, and I elevated my hips. Jolene slid my pants and shorts down my legs, over my feet and pushed them to the floor.

"Mmmm. Mama likes," she whispered and took my swollen, throbbing member in her hands.

"Uuuu. It looks like it might explode," she said with a giggled. I assured her it was about to do just that.

She cupped my balls in one hand, held my cock in the other and squeezed, making my glans swell up into a purple ball. She made little animal sounds as she lowered her lips to the head, kissed it a couple of times and then swallowed it and the shaft. Her tongue rolled around massaging the velvet skin of my cock head. I closed my eyes, and the room spun.

"Jolene," I said in a long drawn-out gasp. Her mouth moved up and down on my cock. She ran her lips from the crown of the head all the way down to the base. Her fingers tickled my balls. Every few seconds, she ran a finger gently over my ass hole. Up and down. In and out. When she stopped her mouth movement to suck solely on the head, she used her hand to stroke the shaft.




Jolene Ch. 02



"Do you want to fill mama's mouth with cum, baby?"

"Oh, god, Jolene. I want to fill every hole in your body with cum."

Hearing that, she began to quickly stroke my cock keeping her mouth just over the crown of the head. I felt it coming from my toes to my finger tips. It was a giant, rushing, monster wave of ecstatic joy that over took every fiber of my being. My body began to convulse as the energy erupted out me and blasted spurt after spurt of semen and sperm into Jolene's mouth. When the first shot exploded out of my penis, she took my cock to the back of her throat. She pushed a finger into my anus. Her mouth moved in short strokes, and I could feel her swallow as I came.

For a brief moment, I felt like I blacked out. When I came to, Jolene sat beside me with her legs curled up. She had an angelic look on her face. Her hand was wrapped around my cock, and she gently stroked it, bring wayward drops of semen out of my urethra. She reached over with her free hand, wiped the cum from the head of my cock and put it on her tongue smiling.

"You little liar," she said with a giggle. "That was a quickie blow job."

"Maybe," I replied, "But it's just the foreplay. I'm still going to make love to you all night."

She smiled, lowered her face to my cock and ran her tongue around the head one more time.

"Do you want to know if I really love you?" I asked. She didn't say anything. She just licked my cock.

"I could spend the rest of my life with you." I pulled her against me and held her. "If I was half this happy, I'd call it love. You are so perfect, Jolene. There's nothing I'd change about you." I kissed her.

"Rickie, Richie," she whispered, returning my kiss. "You're the sweetest boy I've ever known. And this," she said giving my cock and extra hard squeeze. "It's still hard. What's that all about?" I laughed.

"Don't you know what my penis wants?"

"What?" She said rolling away slightly.

I pushed her down on her back, rolled her skirt up around her waist and crawled between her legs.

"Why Richie! What kind of girl do you think I am?"

"The kind of girl who needs a long, slow fuck," I said as I lowered myself down. "And I'm just the big dog who can give it her." She giggled until my cock head brushed against her naked pubic lips; then she gasped and started to moan. As I entered her, she locked her legs around me and arched her back and hips driving my cock to the bottom of her cunt. We both let out a long, guttural sigh.

"God, Jolene, you're so hot and wet." I withdrew my cock and let it slide back in. Having just cum, I felt pretty good about being able to give her what I promised-a long, slow fuck.

"Richie, you're so big and hard."

"Do you like my cock in you, baby?"

"I love your cock in me, Sweetheart."

Jolene began humping her hips against me. I reached behind her knees, pulled them up and then pushed her thighs against her tits. Her hips rotated up and I watched as my penis slid in and out of her naked vagina. When I started pumping her with long, quick strokes, my balls slapped against her ass creating a rhythmic sound that was accentuated by the slurping and sucking from my cock and her pussy as she became wetter and wetter. It was a sexual symphony that fired our lust.

I leaned over and took one of her pretty little toes into my mouth and began sucking on it. I ran my tongue between each toe and licked the bottom of her feet. The look on Jolene's face was of someone lost in ecstasy. When we made eye contact, we smiled.

"No one's ever sucked my toes."

"I love sucking your toes," I said, worked up some extra saliva in the mouth and slurped a wet tongue over her dainty feet. "I'm going to start adoring you from the toes up." 

My cock continued to slide in and out of her. Jolene thrashed under me. Her breath was ragged and came in gasps. Her hips humped, but it was more like an uncontrollable twitch. Her eyes were rolled back and closed. She threw her hands and arms back over her head in complete surrender. Her breasts shimmed with our jerky movement.

When I sensed she was about to climax, I reached one hand between us and managed to get my thumb against her clitoris. I started a viperous rub down, rolling over her clit in a circular motion. My cock pile-drived in and out of her juicy pussy. My balls slapped her ass. Her mouth opened wordlessly. Her eyes opened and stared into mine. Her whole body began to shudder. As she started to cum, I leaned down and whispered to her.

"I love you, Jolene. I love you so much. Be my girl."

"Arrrhg...eaooo, shiiiit." She rocked under me. Her head swayed from side to side. The sounds she made were like an animal in its death throws. She reached up and pulled me down. I let go of her legs, and they fell back onto the bed. Her body continued to quake and shudder. I pumped my cock in and out for a few more moments and then held it still, deeply buried inside her. Jolene slowly hooked her feet behind my knees and to keep me where I was.

As our breathing began to gradually slow down, there was no giggling after her orgasm. She clutched me close and gently caressed my shoulders with her hands.

"I love you too," she said. "I do. I'll be your girl, Richie."

I started kissing her neck and her cheek. I nibbled on her ear.

"Have I told you I love your ears," I whispered. She giggled and made a negative sound.

"I love your ears," I said and kissed around it and tongue inside. She giggled again. "I love your neck (kiss), your jaw (kiss), your cheeks (kiss)." I rose up and looked into her eyes.

"But most of all, I love your eyes." I leaned in and she closed them as I kissed her eye lids. When she opened them, her eyes were watery.

"What's this?" I said and wiped a tear that spilled out of the corner of one eye.

"I'm just so happy. No one's ever talked like this to me."

I started to extract my still very hard penis out of her, but she held me in a clinch.

"You're not going any where." We laughed.

"Jolene, do you know why I love your eyes most of all?" She shook her head, and another tear rolled out. I wiped that one away with my tongue.

"Because when I look into your eyes, I feel like I've waited my whole life to look into them. I may be a stupid kid about the graduate from high school, but if there isn't a way I can get you to move out here to be with me, then I'm moving to Oklahoma."

Jolene took my face in her hands and kissed me.

"You're no stupid kid. You're the finest man that's ever held me in his arms. Let's just stay focused on this summer. I love you Richie. I'm your girl for the summer. If it lasts longer than that, well..." She didn't finish. She wrapped her arms around me and held my tight.

"Just hold mama, baby. Make mama feel good. Be my man for the summer."

I pulled away and broke her hold on me. She started to complain, but stopped when I sat back, grabbed her legs again behind the knees. I pushed them back down, once again, against her breasts, rolling her hips up. It exposed her pussy and derriere. Her pussy was red and puffy and very wet. Her own juices had run down the crack of her ass.

I lowered my face and licked across her vagina, over the perineum and across her anus. I probed it with my tongue, cleaning the wetness that drenched her cleavage. 

My tongue began to zero in on her anus. It was a tight little rose bud the same color as her lips. I licked it and stabbed it with my tongue. Jolene moaned.

"Do you know," I said. "You have the prettiest little butt hole?"

"I do?" She replied in a gasp.

"It's like those tiny little roses you see for sale in the super market. It's a maroon color, and tight and precious." Jolene giggled as I licked and probed..

"Really?"

"Oh ya," I said and continued to tongue the rosetta. I worked my tongue in as deep as I could get it, but it was so tight and resistant.

"And I can tell it needs a little love." I sat up and looked at her. "Do you mind if I have a little chat with her?" Jolene just giggled.

I pulled Jolene closer to the edge of the bed, and knelt on the floor. I put my lips back in her ass cleavage and licked her anus.

"Hi angel. I know you don't get much attention. You work so hard, and you're taken for granted." I kissed and tongued it between words, and Jolene continued to giggle. "I just want you to know, tonight, I'm going to give you some serious love. I'm going to kiss you, lick you, caress you with my fingers and stick my big, fat cock inside so that I can show you how much I love you. You're such a pretty little ass hole." My kisses and probes continued. My fingers began caressing around the rose bud, and finally I started working one finger inside."

Jolene grabbed her legs and held them up and open. I used both hands to spread her cleavage and probe her tight little back door. I worked an index finger in to the first joint. Jolene moaned.

"Baby," Jolene said. "Is there anything to use as a lubricant? Maybe some Vaseline." I stopped.

"Oh...ya...let me go find something." I knew my mother had Vaseline in the bathroom cabinet. I ran out and came back with the jar. Jolene looked so cute in her pose. I stopped and looked at her with a big grin.

"What?" She said.

"You just look so beautiful waiting patiently for me to return. I love you, Jolene," She smiled.

"Get down here, young man, and give your mama a proper ass fuck!" We both laughed.

"Yes mam."

I knelt back down and rubbed some Vaseline over my cock. I then took a scoop on my finger, spread her cleavage with the other hand, and pushed the Vaseline covered finger inside her. I didn't stop until my finger was all the way inside. Jolene moaned loudly.

"Oh ya. That's it. Fuck mama's ass with your finger."

I slid my finger in and out, marveling at how tight it was.

"Are you sure my cock will fit in there?"

"It'll fit. Just take your time. Keep working that one finger. When I tell you, put a second one in." Jolene began breathing heavy."

I slid my finger in, rolled it around in a circle and slid it out, massaging the surface of the rose bud. Then I pushed it back in.

"That's it, love. Give me two fingers now."

I reached into the Vaseline jar and gooped up both fingers. I put my middle finger on top of the index and gently pushed them both into the tight hole. I could feel the muscles trying to force me back out, but I pushed until both fingers were inside her. Her sphincter muscle contracted around me.

"Is that okay," I asked.

"It feels good, baby. You're making mama feel good."

I started sliding them slowly in and out. Jolene began to moan each time I pushed them inside. She inhaled sharply as I slid them out. I kept a steady rhythm for several minutes. Her hips rocked.

"Let me get on my hands and knees," she said. I extracted my greasy fingers and Jolene lowered her legs and rolled over on her stomach.

"Wait a minute," I said. She turned back. "Come give me a kiss." She smiled. Crawled up to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

"You are just the sweetest," she said and we kissed. "Now I'm going to get on my knees and your going take mama's cherry. Okay?" I smiled broadly and saluted with my Vaseline covered hand. Jolene laughed.

Jolene positioned herself on her hands and knees. She pulled a bed pillow over and laid her face and shoulders down.

"Take it slow and easy, baby, but once you're inside me, give mama a proper ass fuck. Fill mama with cum."

I looked at her anus, reached out and probed it with my fingers one more time.

"Go ahead. Just take it slow."

I moved up behind her, ran my cock head up and down her ass cleavage. Each time I passed over her rose bud, I gave it little probing motions, and Jolene groaned each time.

"Fuck mama, darlin'."

I pushed my engorged glans against her anus and pushed. She groaned loudly and I stopped.

"It's okay. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you."

As I pushed again, I noticed how the color of her rose bud was also similar to the color of the cock head. I pushed extra hard, and as Jolene let out a long, deep groan, it began to slide inside her. The sphincter muscle tried resist, but I continued to push, and slowly and steadily, I watched the head of my cock slide in and disappear. Once it was inside, I felt the muscles clamp down on it. 

"Is that okay?"

"It's real good, baby. Push it all the way in."

I reached over to my shirt lying on the bed and wiped the excess Vaseline from my hand. Then I grabbed her hips. I pulled with my hands as I slowly pushed my shaft inside her beautiful ass until it was gone. Jolene moaned and groaned.

"Fuck mama," she gurgled.

I slid my cock out of her ass until I saw the rim of the glans, then I slid it back in, in one slow movement.

"Oh god, that feels good," she said. "I love your cock in me."

I started a slow but steady motion, in and out. It was much tighter than her pussy. 

"Does it feel good, baby?" She asked.

"It feels so good, Jolene."

"That's it, Richie. Take mama's cherry. Fuck me good and hard. Fill mama with your sweet cream." 

Her hips began to rock with my in and out motion. Every time my cock plunged into her rectum, she groaned. Each time I pulled it out, she inhale sharply.

I could feel my orgasm on the horizon, and I started fucking her harder and harder. I finally abandon myself to my own desperate need to fill her with my seed. My hips slammed against her. My balls hanging underneath slapped against her pussy. My cock drove in and out of her ass like a piston.

I felt like I was on a plateau. I was ready to explode but I hung in mid air fucking Jolene's incredible ass. I loved watching my cock disappear and reappear. There were two distinct dimples and either side of her hips, and her ass looked like an upside down heart, pierced with the love arrow of my cock. She was so beautiful.

She grunted and groaned as the pile driving continued, faster and faster. Interspersed with her guttural sounds, she called my name, God's name, cursed and begged me to fuck her harder.

When I finally started to cum, Jolene reached up between her legs and took my balls in her hand. It sent a shock wave of pleasure through me, and I shot a convulsive spurt after spurt of semen inside her back door tunnel of love.

I reached around and under and pushed her hand out of the way. I put two fingers against her clit and started rubbing as I continued to slide in and out, draining my last squirts of cum out of my cock and balls.

As I massage her clit, and fucked her ass, Jolene let out a loud scream, shuddered under me and climaxed, squirting her vaginal juice onto my parent's bed.

After a few minutes, we gradually slowed our sexual machinations and Jolene collapsed on the bed, and I collapsed on Jolene. My cock began to shrink, and her anal muscles eventually expelled me from their grip. We lay like that for a long time.

Finally I rolled off of her and cuddled next to her. Jolene cuddled back and looked me in the eyes.

"You still love me?' She asked. She looked and sounded like a little child. Not the brash sexual vixen I first met. There was something so sweet and endearing about it and filled with so much vulnerability and longing. It was then that I realized I had become a man. I was her man. My body, my soul and my heart belonged to Jolene.

I smiled and brushed the sweaty hair away from her face.

"I will always love you, Jolene. This day will be enshrined in my memory until my last day. You're my girl." I noticed a single tear roll out of her eye as she snuggled closer and buried her face in my neck.



Jolene Ch. 03



We lay in each other's arms, legs entwined for a couple of hours. Jolene's tears continued, and at times she sobbed uncontrollably. Little was said. When I questioned her, she refused to talk. I was confused and more moved by Jolene's tears than anything else. Do I love her? What the fuck is love? Why is she crying? Questions begging answers swirled around my head.

We still had Vaseline smeared on our body parts, so just when Jolene calmed down, I jumped up and pulled her off the bed onto her feet.

"What are you doing, Richie?"

"Come with me," I said and pulled her into my parent's bathroom. "It's shower time."

I caught Jolene's image in the mirror as I reached in and turned on the shower. I scrutinized her as I adjusted the water temperature. Damn, she's beautiful! I spun around, swept her in my arms and kissed her.

"Have I told you I love you?" I said.

"Stop. You'll make me start crying again."

"But why the tears, Jolene?"

Jolene pushed me through the shower door and slipped in next to me under the cascade of warm water. She wrapped her arms around me, and the shower spray beat against my back. We turned and let the warm water run over her. I grabbed a bar of soap, lathered it up in my hands and began washing Jolene's body. She instantly relaxed as my hands, more like caressing than washing, glided in a sudsy film over her skin. I ran my hand between the cheeks of her butt and washed away the Vaseline.

"Talk to me," I begged. She shook her head side to side.

I reached behind her and turned off the water. We stood there in silence. After a few minutes, I nuzzled her ear.

"Jolene," I whispered. "Please."

"I can't," she whispered and started crying again. "I just can't."

"Why?" She pushed me away, opened the shower door and stepped out.

"Because you'll hate me that's why! You won't want to touch me ever again!!" She put her face in her hands and began to weep. I stepped out, took a towel and started drying her back. I pulled one arm away, dried it off and then dried the other arm. I knelt behind her and rubbed the towel over her cute butt. I followed up with each leg.

"Turn around, Jolene." She obeyed and I finished toweling off the front of her body. As I gently dried her breasts, I began to speak.

"I have confession, Jolene." I leaned in and gave one kiss to each nipple. "Bobby told me something, and I think it only fair you should hear what he said." Jolene didn't say a word, but she stopped crying. I wrapped the towel around my shoulders.

"He said...he heard...your mama and his mama talking. Your mama said you...ah...had been...raped by an uncle." Jolene choked and her shoulders sagged. "I want you to know how sorry I am that happened to you." I kissed her forehead. "I really do love you, Jolene. If you want or need to talk about it...I'm here for you."

"Oh, God, Richie," she sobbed and sagged against me. "I can't. It's so awful."

"If you want, I'll go find him and kill him." She lightly punched me and laughed in spite of her tears. She took the towel and started drying me off. It seemed to help her, and by the time I was dry, she stopped crying. We sat down on the bathroom floor.

"Jolene, look at me." I took her face in my hands. "I may be a dumb high school kid, but I took intro to psych and I read a lot about it. I can't imagine what you went through, and it must have been hell. Have you ever talked to anybody about it?"

"Yes," she said and nodded her head. "I talked to a therapist. It doesn't change anything, Richie. It's still there. Talk, talk, talk. It's still there." She started crying again.

"Jolene, it doesn't have to be."

"You don't know what you're saying. I can't make it go away," she sobbed. "I see him in my dreams. I feel him over and over again. It won't go away." I slid closer to her, and held her in my arms.

"Jolene, look at me." She turned and looked up at me. Her tear streaked face broke my heart. In that moment, I realized what a mask her sensual, sexual side was. She hid a deep reservoir of pain underneath it. I also realized how fragile she really was, and how, so far, I'd taken advantage of those frailties. I felt like a real creep.

"You can let it go. You must let it go, Jolene. It's a poison inside you." I pulled up her head and looked her squarely in the face. "Jolene, you are smart and beautiful and your life can be anything you want it to be. We all have shitting things happen to us. Maybe this thing is worse than anything I could ever imagine, but if you don't let it go, it will continue to make your life hell, and THAT is not acceptable to me."

She looked at me with wide eyes as if she was seeing me for the first time.

"It wasn't your fault." As soon as I said that, she fell against me and started sobbing again. Crap!

"What if it was my fault," she blubbered. "He said it was."

"Okay, hold on a minute, Jolene. Just stop and look at me." I held her gaze for a few moments until she stopped crying.

"Tell me exactly what happened. Nothing you can say will make me stop loving you." We sat in silence for several minutes just staring at each other. Eventually she started shaking her head side to side.

"I've never told anyone everything," she said and lowered her eyes. She leaned her head back against the bathroom cabinet. "I'm so ashamed."

I kissed the back of her hands and smiled at her.

"Don't be. Get it all out. Tell me everything. Set yourself free." I continued to shock myself with the things I said. I sounded wiser and more mature than ever before. Maybe she did make me a man.

"Jolene," I said with my most serious look. "You have done nothing in your life that will make me feel different about you. Come with me." I stood up and pulled her to her feet. I lead her into the bedroom, pulled the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around her shoulders, covering her so that she wasn't so exposed.

"Sit down and let this poison out of you."

She smiled and tenderly laid her hand against my face.

"You are so sweet," she said. "Thank you, Richie." She squirmed a little and opened her mouth. "I..." She struggled to speak and pulled the blanket tighter around her. "I...spent a lot of time around my uncle. He was Aunt Pearl's second husband, but I knew him most of my life. He had a bad leg and didn't work. Aunt Pearl was the bread winner." She stopped and looked at me.

"You look funny sitting there buck naked. Here, cover up under the blanket." She held it open for me and we snuggled together, wrapped in a cocoon. It was a hot summer night, but it didn't matter.

"They lived in town, and since the school bus didn't travel all the way out to our farm, I'd get off and stay at my aunt and uncles' house until mama or daddy picked me up. It was fun during my early years. He taught me how to play cards.

"But when I got older and started...you know...filling out. He started acting different. He'd say stuff like, 'My your boobies are getting so lady like.' and 'You're looking so sexy young woman.'

"Then one summer my boobs really took off. My butt got fat, and I had my first period. He picked right up on it. He came up behind me one day and..." She paused and stared into space reliving the scene in her mind's eye.

"And...he put his arms around me and put his hands over...my titties and hugged me real tight. 'You've become a fine woman, Jolene,' he said squeezing my boobs. Telling me how pretty I was and how good I smelled. I was so scared. I wanted to break away, but he held me so tight." She stopped and took several deep breaths. She never looked at me the whole time she had started talking, but now she turned her eyes on me. I smiled.

"You're doing good, Jolene." I leaned in and kissed her forehead. She tried to return my smile but then quickly looked away. Her eyes gazed back into that far away place as she started in again.

"'Feel what you do to me, Jolene,' he said. 'When you shake these big titties and sashay that fine ass around here, you make me feel like a real man.' He made sure I could feel his boner pressing against my fine ass.

"'You want me to show you what a real man does with a hot, little woman to make her feel real good?' His hands started roving all over me." She let out a little sob and buried her face.

"No, no, no, Jolene. It's okay."

"How?!" She shouted at me. "In what fucked up world is that okay? Richie," she grit her teeth and came close enough for our noses to touch. "I liked it. There, now you know what no one else knows. I liked it!" Jolene started to weep uncontrollably. She spoke between sobs occasionally blowing a snot bubble and wiping it across her face.

"I wanted to feel good...it felt good...I didn't know what he was going to do. He was just touching me in ways that felt wonderful. And then...and then...and then he made me get on my knees and...he...he fucked me. It was awful...it hurt so bad. There was blood all over." She looked at me with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I didn't do anything to stop him. Everything before he fucked me felt so good. I didn't know...I didn't know." She buried her face in the blanket and sobbed. After she had cried herself out, she looked over at me, smiled and wiggled her arms through the blanket until she had them around me. I hugged her back and kissed the side of her damp face.

"So there I was, on my hands and knees with blood running down my legs and tears running down my face. Uncle Ned knelt behind me, his pecker in his hand jacking off staring at my fine ass, and daddy walks through the door."

"Holy crap!" I said and stifled a giggle.

"Uncle Ned tried to blame me for wearing seductive clothes and shaking my ass at him, but he had the devil of a time making his case as daddy beat the shit out of him. We didn't call the police. He left town right after he got out of the hospital."

She stopped talking as if to say, that's the end of the story. We sat there in silence. I guess I was waiting for something inspired to say. Finally I looked at her.

"You know," I said. "I kind of feel sorry for old Uncle Ned." Jolene had a peculiar look on her face. "He's such a sick bastard who deep inside must feel like hell all the time. He'll go through his whole life, and never feel what I'm feeling right now." I brought my hand up out of the blanket and brushed her hair back.

"I feel like the luckiest man on the face of the planet. In my arms is a woman I adore. She's bared her soul to me, and I offer her my heart." I kissed the side of her face.

"I feel sorry for any man who doesn't get to feel how you make me feel." I brushed my lips over hers.

"Uncle Ned is gone. It's over and done with. No more nightmares. No need for it." I kissed one of her eyes. "And good old Uncle Ned taught you a lesson and a pretty good one too." She shot me that peculiar look again.

"Know when to say no and say it." I smiled and started to chuckle. Jolene nodded her head. "All the rest, the guilt crap, that's bull shit! You really didn't know where it was going. It wasn't your fault. Shit happens. So what? Let it go." I suddenly remembered something my older sister had done to rid herself of "negative energy". Sis was a died-in-the-wool hippie.

"I got it!" I jumped out of the blanket. "Don't go any where." Jolene giggled.

I ran down to the kitchen and brought a ceramic bowl, a piece of paper, a pencil and some matches up to the bedroom. I put the bowl down on the floor. Jolene watched in wide eyed wondered. I started writing on the piece of paper glancing over at Jolene between each word.

"This paper...represents...all of the crap...including the guilt...shame...anger...and fear...associated...with the molestation...experience...that Uncle Ned...put Jolene through. Come down here, Jolene." I patted the carpet next to me. Jolene let the blanket fall, and she curled up next to me. God she's so beautiful.

I handed her the paper with the written words that I had spoken. She read over them and looked up at me.

"Light a match," I said and held them out to her. I took the paper from her hands and folded it into quarters. She struck the match. I held the paper over the bowl, and Jolene touched off one corner. It slowly began to burn, and as soon as it burst into flames, I dropped it in the bowl. We watched it turn to ashes. The smoke spiraled up and disappeared.

I followed with my finger one funnel of smoke. "Send it all up and out just like this smoke. Bye, bye. Uncle Ned? Bye, bye. Guilt? Bye, bye." Jolene snuggled up to me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"You are just the sweetest thing," she whispered in her sexy voice. "Can I hold on to you for ever?"

"Only if you let go of all this crap." I hugged her tightly and kissed the side of her face. "I love you, Jolene."

"Oh, Richie. I love you too." She turned her face and our lips melted into each other. It was a long, sweet kiss; not wet and sexy, but soft and tender.

"We better get dressed," I said, seeing the clock over her shoulder. "Our movie is just about over." She made a noise of protest and clutched me tighter. I inhaled the smell of Jolene, reveled in the feel of her soft skin against my body and ignored, probably for the first time in my life, the hard on that was developed between my legs.

"Come on, angel, we need to go," I said as I stood. My boner bounced in front of her and she feigned a surprise reaction. Still sitting, Jolene wrapped a hand around it. She leaned in and planted a kiss on the swollen head.

"Ahhh, Jolene? We really need..." It disappeared into her mouth, and she went to work on it drawing her lips and tongue up and down the hardening shaft. It felt wonderful in spite of all the sex we had during the night, but I pulled away and dragged her to her feet.

"We have to go, love."

"We have time," she said and groped for my cock.

"Stop, Jolene," I scolded her and pushed her hand away. She had a disappointed look on her face.

"I knew you weren't going to like me any more," she said sounding genuinely hurt.

"I love you. That's precisely why I'm stopping you. Look, Jolene," I said and pulled her down to a sitting position on the bed. "I want to prove to you, that I don't love you for the great sex, and it is great. I love you because you are the most wonderful woman I've ever known. I love you because you are you, not because you are a great fuck, which you are, or that you give great head, which you do, or that your pussy is like custard pudding, which it is. Jolene..." I brushed her hair back and held her head in my hands.

"I love you because you have this cute little nose." I tweaked her cute little nose. "I love your sense of humor and the sound of your laughter." I kissed her nose. "I love your eyes." I kissed them both. "I love lying on a bathroom floor sharing your deepest feelings.

"The sex is the best I've ever had. I know, I know, it's the only sex I've had, but I'm quite certain there will never be any better than what I've experienced in your beautiful arms. Oh, ya. And I love your arms." I pushed her down on the bed and started kissing her shoulders. Jolene laughed and shivered slightly as my kisses trailed down her arms. As I passed over her breasts moving from arm to arm, I couldn't resist her nipples. I kissed one, and it instantly became erect and hard.

"Damn it, Jolene," I said moving on top of her. "You and my penis are conspiring against me. I just wanted to prove to you..." I couldn't finish. As I settled between her open legs, she hooked her feet around me and gently pulled me down arching her hips up. My cock slid inside her like a good soldier doing his duty. We both gasped.

"Richie, Richie, Richie," she whispered into my ear. "I love you, baby. I want you inside me, like I've never wanted anyone inside me." She rocked her hips up and down establishing the rhythm. The feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her was so sublime.

"Oh, god, Jolene. I'll never stop loving you." I leaned away, pulled her legs up and rested her heals on my shoulders. I looked down and watched my cock emerge, disappear and reemerge from her beautiful, hairless pussy.

"Fuck, mama, baby," she said. I started driving my hips against her. She met me with a new found intensity. A slurping sound came from our genitals and the wetness flooding her vagina. My balls made the slapping sound as they beat against her butt. We both groaned and grunted. Jolene came first.

"Oooooo, Richie. Oh my god! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she screamed as her whole body arched and spasmed in a long, quaking orgasm. The muscles of her cunt clamped down on my cock. It sent me right over the edge, and I started pumping spurt after spurt of semen into her. It felt like it was coming from every cell in my body.

When we both finally relaxed, I collapsed on top of her. We were drenched in sweat. I looked into her eyes.

"I don't want to know if this is the best sex ever, Jolene," I said and kissed her. "I only want you." I kissed her again and again. Tears flooded her eyes.

"Look what you've done," she said. "You've made me cry again."

"I'm sorry," I said wiping her cheeks with my fingers.

"No. Don't be sorry. I'm so happy, Richie. You make me so happy. Tell me you love me again." I rolled off her and sat up. The clock read, 3:15. We needed to walk out of the theatre at four.

"Jolene, do you want to know how much I love you?" She nodded her head.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I looked at her. I believed she was truly the most gorgeous woman I'd ever see naked.

"Will you spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Richie..." She had such an angelic look on her face.

"Shhh," I whispered and put my fingers over her lips. "Don't answer that; not yet, any way. Jolene...let me show you how I feel about you. If you aren't absolutely sure by the end of your vacation here, that I'm not crazy, hopelessly in love with you, then you can answer that question. Right now, we got to get crackin'."

I jumped up, took her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"Well I have something to say," she said. "I've never known anyone like you, Richie. I want to love you. I want to be your one and..." I stopped her by planting my lips against hers.

"Do you love me?" I asked, holding her tight against my chest. I ran my hands up and down her bare back and over her silky soft butt cheeks.

"I love you so much, Richie," She said returning my hug.

"Then we don't need to say anything more on that subject; for tonight anyway." One more deeper kiss and I led her to the bathroom. "A quick shower to wash away the odor of rampant sex and we have to scoot." Jolene laughed.

The shower was quick. We both wanted to play, but I hurried us along. We toweled off, dressed quickly and Jolene fussed with her hair until she finally got it right. We left the house in a mess, from the kitchen with its booze to the bedroom and bathroom disheveled.

Outside, dawn was still a couple of hours away, and we shuffled down the street holding hands toward the old Fox theatre down town. We took a short cut down the ally that runs behind the movie house, cut down a dark driveway on the side and stopped suddenly. Across the street, leaning against the wall of the drug store, was Jolene's father. He stared intently at the front of the theatre. He hadn't seen us. I pushed Jolene deeper into the shadows next to the building.

"Holy crap!" I whispered. "It's your dad!"

"Oh my god," Jolene gasped. "We can't let him see us. What should we do?"

I looked around. An idea came to me.

"There's a back door. Some people park their cars behind the theatre. Come on." We stayed close to the theatre's wall, carefully making our way to rear of the building. There was a dozen cars parked.

"When the door opens, we'll slide in."

"What if they stop us?"




Jolene Ch. 03



"We'll say you left your purse. Then we go out the front as happy movie goers."

We waited for ten minutes, and the door finally opened. Four teenagers came barreling out. Jolene and I slipped past them and into the theatre. No one challenged us. The cleaning crew could have cared less. They just wanted to go home. We made our way to the front of the theatre and stepped out onto Main Street.

"Don't look at him," I whispered. "Can I hold your hand? He won't shoot me will he?"

She giggled and took my hand in hers. As we walked, we swung our arms up and down. Bertha's Diner was only a block away, and we went in and sat down at a table looking out on the street.

"I can't believe we pulled that off," I said laughing.

"We're not home yet, stud," she said. "He may be waiting with a shotgun."

"That's not funny. Is it possible?" Jolene laughed.

"No silly. I'm sure he's satisfied we were in the theatre all night, and you weren't ravaging his little girl somewhere." I surveyed the street, but he wasn't there. Jolene continued to laugh at me.

We ordered some breakfast. After it came, we ate in silence. We finished, Jolene reached across the table and took my hand.

"I just realized something, and I think I owe it to you, Richie." I raised my eye brows and looked into her lovely face. She patted my hand.

"I don't think it was every guy casually fucking me, although that is surely how it has played out. I think it was the other way around. I was out for only the quickies; one nighters, blow jobs and no commitments. I think I've been afraid to really open to someone; afraid to let my heart trust a man.

"Sex without true love is easy, feels good and doesn't require any commitments. You helped me see that." She squeezed my hand. "I love you, Richie. Thank you for being such a good friend."

"I want to be more than a friend, Jolene."

"You are, Richie." She smiled and put her other hand on the table for me to take. "If you'll have me, I'll be your best friend; with all the benefits, of course." She winked at me.

"I want to be more than your best friend with benefits."

Now I was starting to sound like a desperate teenager, but her eyes watered up again.

"Really?" She said softly. I smiled.

"More than you'll ever know. And we better get on the move before papa loads his shotgun." Jolene laughed.

I paid for breakfast, and Jolene and I walked the three blocks to Bobby's house in silence. We held hands with our fingers interlaced. We stood at Bobby's front door for a few minutes just looking into each others eyes.

"Thank you for a wonderful time, Richie," Jolene said loud enough for anyone to hear her inside the house. "You've been such a gentleman. I wish there were some like you back home." She winked at me again. Then she whispered. "Not really. I just want you." She poked me in the chest.

"I had a great time too, Jolene," I said equally as loud. "I hope we can go out again." Then I whispered, "Real soon," and returned her wink. We stood a few second longer grinning at each other.

"Good night, Richie. I mean good morning." She giggled.

"Sweet dreams," I replied and blew her a kiss. She blew one back at me. I watched door close behind her and headed out and down the street.

I was on cloud nine. I couldn't ever remember feeling this wonderful. Dawn was just breaking over the western sky and birds had already begun singing. When I turned the corner of my street and my house came into view, I saw my parent's car in the driveway.

"Holy crap!"