The following day they gave Tess another “treatment”. Although she once again protested, she was more cooperative and, once resigned to getting a treatment, actually pulled her own pants off without the need to be convinced. As before, Jeff did the rubbing and as a result, had a raging hardon. Unfortunately with all the people running around the house (all 4 adults were home), he couldn't take care of his needs. Linda suggested they go out for a walk and he agreed.
For a while they just chatted about different things. Linda then asked, “Have you ever had your temperature taken like we take Tess's?”
“No,” Jeff answered.
“Me either,” commented Linda. The two walked a few moments in silence before she added, “ She doesn't seem to mind it too much. I wonder what it feels like?”
“I dunno,” Jeff muttered.
Again they fell into silence. “Maybe we should try it?” Linda suggested. Jeff shrugged. “We should probably know what we are doing... Do you want to try?” Again Jeff shrugged. After a brief pause, Linda began again. “We've already seen and touched each other. If you want, you can do it to me and then I'll do it to you. I know a place where we can go if you want to try it.”
“We don't have a thermometer,” Jeff commented. “You'd be OK taking your pants off? Could I... um... give you a... um... treatment too?”
Linda paused before answering. “I guess so... Could I rub you too? Would you show me how you do it?”
“Do what? ...and what are we going to use for a thermometer?” Jeff asked trying to avoid the rubbing question.
“You know... I know boys kinda rub their thing... um... masturbate... Would you show me how to do it?” she blushed. “...and we could use a stick I guess. You get one for me and I'll get one for you.” Jeff said nothing. After an uncomfortable pause, Linda continued. “ If you show me how to do you, I'll show you how to do me... Do you want to do me first or me do you?”
“I guess we can use sticks,” Jeff acknowledged. After a pause, he said, “You can go first I guess.”
“I know where we can go,” Linda stated as she led Jeff into a wooded area. As suggested, each picked out a stick without any discussion. They came upon a small pine grove with small, but dense trees. Linda led Jeff into the grove to a small clearing at the center. We sometimes come here for a picnic,” Linda told him.
Linda stood as Jeff looked around a bit. Both were excited about what was going to happen, but neither was sure how to start. “It's nice here,” Jeff commented nervously.
“Yeah,” Linda nodded. Jeff stopped looking and stood facing Linda, neither saying anything. “I guess I should take my pants off,” muttered Linda as she hooked her thumbs into her shorts. They, along with her panties, fell to her feet. She slipped them off her feet and folded them, putting them on the ground, sitting down next to them and holding her stick in her hand. “The grass is soft here,” she said trying to break the silence. Jeff nodded, obviously more nervous than she was. “Are you going to take yours off? Do you have your stick?”
Jeff reached for the buckle of his jeans, undid it, lowered his zipper and pushed his jeans down. He stepped out of them, leaving them in a heap on the ground. He stood up, still in his underwear. Linda smiled at the tent his cock made in them. His hands went to the waistband, quickly pushing them down and releasing his cock, which slapped against his belly and then stood straight up. He knelt down in front of her, holding out a stick. “Yeah, I have one. Do you want to go first?”
Linda looked at the stick. The one she had picked was what she thought was close to the size of the thermometer. Jeff's stick was about the same length, a little longer, but a lot wider. She wished he had gotten one the size as hers, but didn't know how to tell him to get another and didn't want to have to dress and then go through the stress of undressing again. “Yeah, I guess so. Go easy putting it in.” She rolled over onto her stomach and knowing no one was there to open her ass cheeks reached around and pulled them apart.
Jeff looked at his target. His cock twitched. Carefully he lined up the stick and pushed slightly causing her rosebud to push in. “Wait,” Linda muttered as she adjusted her hands and pulled her cheeks a bit wider apart. “OK. Try it now.” Again he pushed.
There was a slight pain and then Linda felt the stick slip in. Jeff asked her if she was OK because she had winced a bit. “I'm fine,” she answered not wanting to know it had hurt. “Is it in?” Without answering he pushed on the stick again. She was right when she told Tess it didn't hurt, except maybe when it first started, but now she knew what Tess meant when she had said it felt weird. Jeff's hand came to rest on her ass. Linda concentrated of the feeling. It was not only weird, but also sort of sexy. She also knew Jeff was looking at her ass, which she liked. Without saying more, the stick began to pull out. Once it was gone, she rolled back over and sat up.
“What did you think?” Jeff asked.
“Weird, like Tess said,” she giggled. “Get on your stomach and I'll show you.”
As she had done, Jeff rolled onto his stomach and pulled his cheeks open. Unlike her, his legs were parted some. She stared down looking at his sack. Gently she aimed her stick and pushed it in, fascinated as it disappeared into his body. Once the stick was in about half way, her curiosity got the best of her. “Can I touch you?” Jeff nodded. Tentatively her hand went to his ball sack and her fingers stroked it. Suddenly she became nervous again, pulled her hand away, and pulled the stick out. As she did, Jeff sat back up. His cock still standing straight up. She wanted to reach for it, but remembered she had said she would go first.
“Want me to do you now?” Jeff asked softly.
Linda nervously nodded and she layed back down opening her legs a bit. She wanted to get off, but it would be strange having Jeff do it and also sort of embarrassing. Seeing him stare at her pussy took away some on the embarrassment, which she thought strange. Without understanding why, she parted her legs a bit more and her excitement began to grow more. “You know how you rub Tess?” she asked softly. Jeff nodded. “Rub me like that.”
Jeff crawled over and knelt beside the prone girl. His cock ached from want. He reached down between her lags and began to rub.
Linda sighed in pleasure. As many times as she had touched herself, it never felt like this. Except for a few, “Up more,” “Harder,” “Softer,” and “Right there,” he proved himself to be a natural. All embarrassment left her and unknowingly she opened her legs wider as her excitement grew. She felt her orgasm growing deep inside her.
Jeff's cock strained as he rubbed Linda's pussy. The warmth and wetness of it was intoxicating. He watched her chest expand more the longer he rubbed and felt her pussy begin to push into his hand. Her eyes were closed and a slightly strained look would come and go off her face. What encouraged him the most was when she bent her knees drawing her legs up and apart more, giving him a far better look at a pussy than he had ever had. Suddenly she sucked a deep breath in threw her nose and held it. Her ass came off the ground and pushed into his hand.
Linda's orgasm was so strong it would have knocked her over had she not already been on the ground. She sighed softly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her body. Feeling she was about to pass out, she muttered, “No more!” Jeff pulled his hand away and Linda just lay there recovering, not able to even move. As her body began to settle she opened her eyes. Jeff was staring at her now wide open legs, but for some reason she didn't mind. He had just gave her an earth shattering climax.
“No wonder Tess doesn't bitch about her treatments any more,” Linda grinned as she sat up on with her feet under her, her legs still parted some. She wanted him to see her. “Has she climaxed yet?”
“I dunno,” smiled Jeff.
“If she hasn't she's made out of stone,” Linda chuckled. “You look like you're ready...” She reached out and began to rub her palm along his dick.
“Wrap your hand around it and pump up and down,” he instructed. She did as he asked. He groaned. After less than a minute he let go. White spunk shot into the air.
Linda was fascinated as Jeff's cum shot into the air. She had actually made a boy cum! She kept pumping and he kept cumming, but finally stopped. Knowing she got very sensitive after she climaxed, she let go of his cock. It intrigued her that it seemed to be shrinking. Slowly the stiffness left it and it went from a hard rod to just hanging down. “Are you OK? What happened to it?” she asked. A bit concerned.
“I'm fine. It always gets soft after I cum,” he explained.
Her eyes widened as the head of his cock was covered with a flap of skin. “What's that?”
“Just my foreskin. Some boys have it cut off when they are babies, some don't. Mine wasn't,” he further explained.
She reached out and grabbed his cock again. “It feels weird now,” she mumbled. Gently she pushed the skin back and then forward again exposing and then hiding his cockhead. “Wow...” she muttered as she continued to play with it. After a few minutes of playing it began to change again. “It's growing again!” she giggled.
Suddenly they heard a sound. Someone was coming! In a panic they grabbed for their clothes. As Linda grabbed her shorts, her panties flipped away under a tree. Rather than go after them she just pulled her shorts on. They had barely dressed when one of Linda's friends appeared. “Hi!” she greeted. “Who's this?”
“My cousin Jeff from the States. He's here on vacation so I was showing him around,” Linda answered.
The three chatted a bit until the friend began to giggle. “Someone was here doing the nasty!” she said pointing to Linda's panties under the tree.
“Yeah, we saw them. I'm not going to touch 'em! We were on the way to the park and I wanted to show Jeff out picnic place, so we stopped here. Want to go to the park with us?” Linda lied.
The friend agreed and the three left the clearing and Linda's panties. It was strange having nothing on under her shorts, but also exciting. Obviously no one had any idea she wasn't wearing panties, but Jeff knew and the others couldn't tell anyways. Linda, even though it felt strange, like the feeling.
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