After my tours in Vietnam ended and I was discharged from the army, I started college utilizing the benefits I had accrued. Enrolling in a public state university, and being fortunate to find a job in a machine shop, I worked second shift in addition to receiving my living allowance from Uncle Sam.
I was 21 at the time, and at the peak of my physical strength and stamina. I had the time to run five miles every other day, and lift weights for an hour afterward. On the days I didn't run five miles, I ran seven, taking Sundays off. At that time, I had 14" biceps, a 30" waist, and a 42" chest. I could do 50 sit-ups on a steep incline holding a 5 lb. weight behind my head. The weight for my leg presses was 1,000 lbs, of which I did 15 reps (really). I also did 100 pushups every night before I went to bed. Ah! Those were the days! Today, I believe the term is "buff."
We saw one another each year at family reunions and wrote sparingly, and talked on the phone. We shared a lot of commonalities. Her birthday is a week before mine, her dad and my mom were siblings, first generation Italian-American. We looked astonishingly alike. Dark features and Mediterranean skin tones. It was common for people to mistake us for brother and sister, or even for twins. I went to her wedding, which I didn't necessarily approve as the man she married was a Class-A jerk. I had tried to convince her that people don't change after they're married. She eventually discovered this and divorced his butt.
She picked up the pieces of her life, and moved to a university town in an adjoining state, found a decent job, and started to go to college part time. She earned enough to live in a small apartment on her own and my aunt and uncle helped with her tuition costs.
At this time, I reestablished communication with my first cousin whom I was close to my entire life. We talked to each other a few times a week. Don't forget that there was no e-mail, and no national calling plans. Phone expenses could get high, and sometimes they did.
After a couple of months of long distance communication, Jenna finally invited me to come visit her, and on a Friday night at 11 p.m. after I got off work, I drove the three hours in my beat up but very reliable Volvo.
When I got there, she was up and waiting for me! When I entered her apartment, I wrapped my arms around her waist, and her arms went around my neck. I hugged her tight, held her, and looked at her. She had the most expressive brown eyes I've ever seen. Her divorce and the emotional trauma that went with it contributed to a slight gain in weight, and I noticed that much of it went to her breasts. They felt great pressed against my chest. I finally pulled away and looked into her beautiful eyes and saw a look of relief, love, and excitement. It felt so good to hold her that I just leaned in and put my mouth on hers. She opened her mouth and my tongue entered and probed. The next few kisses were just as hot and arousing and exciting. We pulled apart from each other, and gazed into each other's eyes not believing what was happening. Not being able to stay apart, we pulled each other close and kissed and explored each other's mouths even more. I've been attracted to her ever since I could remember, and told her so. She told me that it was the same for her, and that she often wondered if we would ever be able to do more than play hide and seek or bocce ball.
I ran the palm of my hand over her breast and could feel her nipple harden. She moaned and held me even tighter. I lowered my hands from her waist and cupped her ass cheeks and held her tight against my hard cock. We rubbed our groins together and slowly got more excited. We knew where this was going, and I wanted to take my time to make our first time together an experience we would never forget.
I was squeezing her breast and lightly pinching her nipple while she reached down and began to rub my cock over my jeans. I didn't know it was possible, but my cock was getting harder. My hand dropped to her pussy, and I could maneuver my fingers up the leg of her shorts. I pulled her panties aside, and my fingers found their way to her soaked lips. I slid my fingertip into her pussy amid moans and the thrusting of her hips to get my finger deeper.
Pulling my hand from between her legs, I unbuttoned her blouse slowly and pulled it open while looking into her beautiful eyes. Her breathing was becoming rapid, while she looked at me with love and excitement. She began to unbutton my shirt, but I stopped her and told her to "let me do the work." I also wanted to discreetly let her know that I was in charge, and that she should trust me. I slowly pulled her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms until it was completely off. Jenna arched her back in an effort to rub her nipples against my chest. I put my arms around her and held her tight, caressing her back and noticing the goose bumps form on her arms. She held me tight with her arms around my neck, and while kissing me and sucking on my tongue, I undid the clasps of her bra and gently pulled it off.
Her breasts were very large, with little sag, lovely areolas, and very hard nipples. I moved back a step, and cupped both breasts in my hands while rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. Jenna gasped and looked up at me with an expectant expression. I took each nipple between my thumb and index finger and pinched slightly. Jenna uttered a soft moan and closed her eyes. Nothing was being said as neither of us wanted to interrupt the mood or our thoughts. I put my arms around her to hold her tight while she was rubbing her nipples against my shirt.
"I've wanted to do this for so long," I finally whispered. "I've wanted to hold your naked body against me. It's all I've been thinking about."
She giggled and told me, "I'm not naked yet."
"Don't worry, you will be very shortly," I softly told her. I put my finger under her chin to lift her mouth up to mine, and we kissed each other lovingly, without urgency.
I reached down and undid the button of her shorts, and slowly slid the zipper down. Gently, I pulled her shorts down, and let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them, and stood before me wearing only her panties and a smile. My God! She was so beautiful! I knelt in front of her, putting my arms around her and my hands on her incredibly lovely ass cheeks. I pulled her close and kissing her belly button, I slowly worked my way down between her legs. She widened her stance for me. I licked and kissed her panties over her pussy. She was already soaked and her aroma was intoxicating.
"I wondered what you would be like, but I didn't expect you'd be this good," Jenna moaned.
"I'm glad you think so, but this is just the beginning," I replied. I put my fingers under the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. She had a lot of hair around her mons, and I could see that the dewy moisture had collected around her swollen labia. I pulled her panties to her ankles, and she stepped out of them.
I stood up and put my arms around her waist again, and again she put her arms around my neck. I held her naked body against my fully clothed one, hoping that she would get the idea that she was mine. My mouth and face smelled of her arousal and she kissed me passionately.
"Let's go to your bedroom." I suggested. She took my hand and led me down the hall. I walked a little behind her to gaze lovingly at her shapely ass.
"Do you like what you see?" Jenna asked, knowing what I was admiring.
"I most certainly do. You have a beautiful butt," I told her.
"If you're gentle enough, it can be yours." she teased.
"It and the rest of you," I answered.
When we got to her bedroom, I told her to "lie on the bed, and let me look at you." She lay on her back, with her breasts spilling over to her sides, slowly spreading her legs. Wanting to appear in complete control (which was quite difficult), I stood with my arms crossed, looking directly at her pussy as it came into view. I could see immediately how wet she was. "Play with your breasts and your nipples for me." I told her. Her hands went to her breasts and she began to caress them with her palms rubbing her nipples.
"Oh, God. You're making me so horny," she moaned. Taking her nipples between her thumb and a finger, her breath quickened, and her hips began to move with her legs spread.
"Would you like for me to join you?" I asked.
"Oh, God, yes. Please hurry," she moaned.
"Stand up and come here, then." I told her.
"What?" she asked rubbing her hands across her hard nipples.
"Stand up and come here," I repeated. Sitting up, I watched her breasts resume their normal position, with her nipples still hard. She rose from the bed and walked the few steps to me. "Take off my clothes." I ordered. Jenna's hands were shaking and her breathing quickened as she unbuttoned my shirt. She pulled my shirt from my shoulders and pulled it down my arms.
"Jesus." she whispered. "What a body." She rubbed her hands across my chest, lightly pinching my nipples.
"It's all yours, and this is just the beginning," I assured her. She undid the button of my jeans and pulled the zipper down. Immediately, her hand brushed against my hard cock, and started to find its way under the waistband of my underwear.
"Uh uh." I said. "Not yet."
"Why?"she asked, looking at me in the eyes with a pleading expression. I knew then that she was getting with the program.
"I'll let you know when you can have my cock," I gently told her. "Take my jeans off now," I whispered in her ear licking it. She shuddered before dropping to her knees to pull my jeans down. When they were around my ankles, I lifted each foot so she could finish removing them.
She was face level with my hard cock, and she looked at me with a questioning expression silently asking me if she could take off my underwear. I looked lovingly at her and nodded. Putting her hands under the waistband she pulled them down, freeing my rock hard cock. She stopped and just stared at my cock, edging her face closer.
"Um, nobody told you to stop." I told her. Breaking out of her reverie, she finished removing them, and stayed on her knees. She looked up at me seemingly waiting for instructions. Seizing the moment, I told her to open her mouth, which she did while leaning forward.
I placed the head of my cock in her mouth, but just the head. She was going to have to work to get the rest of it. Scooting forward on her knees, she got closer to put the rest of my cock in her mouth.
"Oh, God Jenna," I moaned. "Your mouth feels fabulous."
Pulling her mouth from my cock, she said, "Wait until you feel the rest of me," then giggled. "Your cock is so hard and so soft at the same time," she moaned. "I love how it feels in my mouth, like it belongs there."
"It DOES belong there," I told her. "Not to mention other places, too." Wrapping her arms around my thighs, she began sucking me in earnest, with her head bobbing back and forth. Thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth, we found a rhythm. "It won't take long for me to cum in that beautiful mouth of yours, Jenna," I gasped. "I'm going to cum soon," I moaned. She redoubled her efforts, sucking harder. "I'm going to cum Jenna! I'm cumming! Oh shit. Take it my beautiful, sexy cousin," I moaned, spewing cum deep in her mouth. Jenna sucked it all down and breathed a sigh of relief.
"God, you taste great! I'm never going to get tired of sucking and tasting you!" she exclaimed.
"Stand up," I ordered. She rose and I put my arms around her and pulled her close. My mouth found hers and I could taste my cum as my tongue searched for hers. We held each other, and rubbed our hands over each other's body.
"Lie on your back, and spread your legs for me again." I told her. I could see how wet she was, and was salivating for a taste. I lay between her legs close to her pussy, and smelled her arousal. "You smell wonderful and I can't wait to taste you," I informed her.
"It's all yours," she giggled spreading her legs even more.
"Jenna, you're so beautiful, and I'm going to make you feel SOOOOO good," I promised. I began to kiss her legs, paying attention behind her knees, working my way up licking and nipping her luscious thighs. I glanced up and she was working her breasts and hard nipples with her hands, as I edged closer to my target. She was positively soaked, with her moisture collecting on my face as I continued to tantalize her. God! I couldn't wait to put my tongue in her as far as I could and taste her juices, but I knew that I should take it slowly to make it more memorable for both of us.
"James, would you stop screwing around and do it?" she moaned. "We haven't even begun to screw around, my beautiful cousin, and I'll be eating you in good time." I answered. "See, I had to stop to answer you, and wasted precious time and effort," I added jokingly.
"Okay. I won't say another word," she promised.
"Oh yes you will. I want you to let yourself go, and give your whole body over to the feelings. Let yourself go, Jenna. I want you to cum in my mouth, like I did yours," I told her. "Spread your legs as far as you can. I want you to open yourself up to me," I ordered. She did the best she could given that her legs were already spread wide.
I got closer to my objective, and just ran the tip of my tongue up her wet slit. Jenna gave a gasp then a very sexy moan.
"God, yes, James. Do it to me. Please eat me. It's been so long," she whispered.
I began to lick her pussy more in earnest, and my tongue eventually found her very hard clit. When I licked it, she gave a small squeal and pulled on her nipples harder.
"Oh, Jesus that feels so good!" she exclaimed. "For some reason, I knew you'd be good at this," she moaned.
"Really! You've thought about us doing this? This is just the beginning for us, Jenna. We're going to be doing this quite often from now on," I promised.
"Oh, God. I hope so. You mean so much to me, James. I want to keep doing this with you, and more," she whispered huskily squeezing her breasts. My tongue went into her wet pussy, and I did my best to get it in as far as I could. My nose rubbed against her hard clit, as did my tongue when I removed it from her pussy. I thought seriously of rimming her asshole, but I didn't want to rush too much in building this relationship. I thought that she'd like it, but I wasn't sure how "kinky" I should get. I concentrated on her clit, and also put a finger in her which slid in effortlessly. Actually, it was almost sucked in! I added another finger, which Jenna loved, as she was pumping her hips in an effort to get more inside her. Finger fucking her and sucking her clit really got her going, pumping her hips and moaning and giving the sexiest little grunts. She was really working her breasts and nipples. I was doing all I could for her, and I could tell she was working up to a good, hard cum.
"Oh my God, James! Please don't stop! I'm almost there! Keep eating me!" she squealed.
Hearing this, I renewed my efforts, and sucked on her clit even more while finger fucking her. I added a third finger which she really loved, and her hips were pumping more.
"Oh shit! I'm going to cum! Don't stop! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh my God! Uunnnnhhhh!" Jenna screamed her release soaking my mouth and face even more, frantically pumping her hips. I lazily tongued her slit until she came down from her incredible cum.
I finally lifted myself from between her legs and laid down beside her. I didn't wipe her cream off my face, and it was easy for her to smell herself. I put my face next to hers to see what she would do. It seemed like she was thinking and trying to convince herself that it was all right. Jenna finally came to a decision and kissed me passionately and licked her juices from my face.
As she cleaned me, she took hold of my hard cock and started to pump her hand up and down the shaft. Of course, eating the sweetest pussy I remember, and seeing and hearing her incredible cum got me hard again.
"You get on top," I instructed, and I held my cock while she sat up, threw a leg over me, and slid her soaked pussy down over it. "Oh, God, Jenna," I moaned. "You feel so fucking good."
"Oh, James! This is more incredible than I could imagine! I love your cock in me!" she moaned. "You make me feel so full. We're complete like this. This feels so right!"
"You're right, my darling cousin. It feels too good to be wrong," I said.
Jenna slowly worked herself up my shaft, and let herself down again. Moaning, she not only pumped vertically, but was twisting and sliding horizontally. I told her to sit up straight, and that gave me the room to reach her clit and caress my fingers over her hard nub.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "I've never felt anything so good in my life."
While she began to frantically fuck me, I reached up and filled my hands with her soft, pliant breasts. Her nipples were hard as I pinched them. While I played with her tits, she reached down and started to stroke her clit. Moaning and gasping, she increased her speed bouncing up and down on my cock.
"Fuck me, Jenna," I ordered. "Your pussy feels so good." Increasing her speed, she was getting so close, frantically rubbing her clit, that I had to concentrate hard not to cum too soon. Believe it or not, I thought back to a mortar attack and firefight that my engineering platoon took part in an area that was called the Parrot's Beak near the Ho Chi Minh Trail in Cambodia. That seemed to do the trick, and my intense need to cum flagged a bit. Actually, quite a bit. But my cock stayed hard, and Jenna was having a field day with it.
"Jesus, James! I'm cumming again! Holy Shit! Unnnhhhh!" she grunted and moaned. Bucking madly on my cock, I thought that she was going to break it off. I didn't have the heart to stop her. She was having too good of time on it.
"Keep going, Jenna! Cum for me again! Cum for me! Don't stop! Do it!" I ordered.
"James! I don't believe it! I'm going to cum again! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Eeeunnnnhhhh!" she screamed her release. "I can't keep doing this! I can't keep this up! Aren't you going to cum?" she asked breathlessly still grinding on my hard cock.
"Do you think it's time?" I asked. Watching her get herself off on me was a treat, and I was incredibly happy that she could lose her inhibitions and let herself go.
"Oh please, cum for me! Cum in me! I want to feel you cum!" she gasped. Trying to display the cool discipline that I didn't have, I agreed.
"Okay, Jenna. If you insist. Keep fucking me. Come on! Don't stop! Fuck me!" I ordered. "I'm almost there, don't slow down. Come on, Jenna. Bear down. Do it! Fuck me, and don't stop until I cum," I instructed. She was building up to another big orgasm, bouncing up and down on my cock with increasing speed, with her hair flying and her breasts bouncing and me trying to hold on to them.
"Cum for me. Cum for me. Come on. Give it to me," she gasped. I let go of her tits, and grabbed hold of her thighs and pumped my cock up into her.
"I'm close, Jenna. It's going to be a lot!" I yelled louder than I should have. A fleeting thought came to me as to whether the neighbors could hear us at 4 a.m. rutting like animals.
"God, James. Give it me! Give me all you've got! I want it all! Cum for me!" she yelled too.
"Here it comes, Jenna! Take it! Take it all!" I erupted into her what felt like gallons of jism. I kept cumming and cumming, and couldn't seem to stop.Oh fuck! I'm cumming again! Oh shit! This can't be real! Eeeeuuunnhhh! she cried. Her body trembled and shook for a good 30 seconds before she could begin to relax. Afterwards, she laid on top of me for a couple of minutes breathing heavily. She swung her leg around, dislodging my softening cock to lie down.
She snuggled up to me and put her arm around me. "Who'd have thought my own cousin could give me the most memorable night of my life?" she whispered in my ear.
"Funny, I was thinking the same thing," I answered. "Sleep my love, we have a big weekend ahead of us," I softly told her.
"What could be bigger than this?" she asked.
"Much, much more of the same." I said. "And this is only the beginningWe woke up late the following Saturday morning satiated and rested after a hard night's sleep, following the previous hard night's physical exertions. Naked, Jenna walked to the kitchen to make coffee. She came back in her bedroom and lying beside me, kissed me and announced that she was going to take a shower. Moaning and groaning, I rose, found my toothbrush, and followed her into her bathroom. Even last night was an unusual amount of exercise, more than I was used to, but I wasn't going to complain. She turned on the water waiting for it to come to the right temperature while I brushed my teeth.
She entered the shower giving me another beautiful view of her undulating cheeks. She turned around and smiled her most dazzling smile holding her arms out to me. I stood and admired her, thinking I was the luckiest guy on the planet. She was so beautiful! I walked into her arms and pressed her naked body to mine under the spray. Slowly lowering my mouth to hers, she opened for my tongue to enter her. My hand went to her breast and squeezed gently. Jenna moaned as I lightly pinched her nipple. While we were kissing, her hand lowered to my hard cock, gripped it, and started to stroke. My hand fell to her pussy and she widened her stance to allow me access.
I didn't want the shower to wash away any of her natural juices, so I turned her so our backs were to the spray. I could feel how wet her pussy had become. My finger found her slit, and slowly started to caress her lips. Jenna gasped, released my cock, put both her arms around my neck, and lifted her mouth to mine while widening her stance more. I lightly rubbed her enlarged clitoris and she started to pump her hips to increase the stimulation.
"Did I tell you that last night was the most incredible experience of my life?" Jenna asked breathlessly.
"If I remember correctly, I believe you did," I replied gazing into her beautiful eyes. Rubbing her clit a bit harder, and breathing in her ear, she was gasping and thrusting her hips into my fingers, holding on to me. Reinforcing her acquiescence of my control, I ordered her, "Cum for me, Jenna. Cum for me."
Patiently and quietly, I waited for her to work herself to a good, hard cum. "James, I've never felt anything like I felt last night and what I'm feeling now," she whispered in my ear. "Oh, God, I'm almost there. Don't stop," she moaned. "James, I'm cumming. Oh shit! Don't stop! Aaaaauuuuhhh! Oh my God. I'm cumming! Ohhhhnnnnhh!" Jenna screamed.
Gripping my hard cock, she started to stroke up and down. "Hold it, my darling cousin," I warned her. "We still have to get clean or we'll run out of hot water." I wanted to discretely remind her that I was in charge, and would control the situation. I reached around her, and picked up the soap. Putting my arms around her, and putting my mouth on hers, I washed her back. Pressing her body against mine, she responded by rubbing her nipples against my chest, and her wet mons against my hard cock. She took the soap, put her arms around me, and washed my back. Lowering her hands, she started to wash my hard cock and my balls. While she was cleaning my jewels, I took the soap from her and washed her pendulous breasts and her stiff nipples. Turning her toward the spray, I rinsed her chest, and reminded her that we may be running out of hot water, as it was slowly getting cooler.
Jenna turned off the now tepid water, and stepped out of the shower, with me following. I took the towel out of her hands and patted the water off beginning with her feet, working my way up. Again, she widened her stance for me to reach between her legs, and I couldn't help thinking that she was getting in the habit giving me the access that I wanted, when I wanted. After I finished drying her lovely pussy, I leaned in and started to kiss her downy muff. Widening her stance more, giving me the room to maneuver my mouth over her slit. My tongue slowly licked her lips and softly over her clit. Taking moisture from her pussy, I pushed it up to her clit, licking with more speed.
"Oh, God, James, don't you ever get enough?" she moaned.
Taking my mouth off her luscious cunt, "I just love to see and hear you cum," I answered. "I want you to cum in my mouth, like you did last night."
"Oh, don't worry, with what you're doing, it won't take long," she panted.
Widening her stance more and throwing her head back, Jenna put her hand on the back of my head, and pushed me into her sopping pussy while squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Pumping her hips and gasping, I knew she was getting close.
"What are you doing to me? Why can't I get enough of you?" she asked with her voice rising. "God, I love the things you do to me. Oh fuck! Don't stop! I'm almost there! I'm going to cum again! James, I love you so much! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Don't stop! I'm cumming again! Aaaaarrrrgh!" Jenna screamed, her body shaking and her hips pumping, pumping the moisture she produced into my mouth.
Quickly standing, I put my arms around her to prevent her from collapsing. She threw her arms around my neck to help me support her, and put her mouth on mine, and quickly stabbed her tongue in my mouth. She licked her juices off my face, and returned to our hot, passionate kiss.
Walking and supporting Jenna back down the hall to her bedroom, I waltzed her to her bed, and gently laid her down. I was going to go into the bathroom and wipe my face off, but I thought maybe she would be able to smell her essence later, as I'm sure she didn't get all of it when she licked me. This would tell her that I enjoyed being able to wear her scent.
I gazed lovingly at her naked body, with her wet hair strewn about, her breasts lying almost flat and pushed to her sides, with her erect nipples standing at attention, and her furry bush wet from our latest efforts. I decided to wipe her off, and proceeded into the bathroom for a damp washcloth. When I came back, she was fast asleep and quietly breathing with her breasts faintly rising and falling. Because she fell asleep, I wiped what was left of her juices from my face. I could not believe how damn lucky I was to be able to have such a beautiful, sexy, wanton, giving woman.
Getting dressed in jeans and a pullover, I let Jenna sleep for awhile. I went into the kitchen to pour myself a cup of coffee, and sat at the table reading an old magazine. While sipping my coffee, she shuffled into the kitchen wearing a short light robe.
Walking behind me and putting her arms around me, she whispered in my ear, "Why do you do the things you do to me?"
Sending goose bumps all over my body, I told her that she was so beautiful and desirable, that she just brought it out of me.
"What can I do for you?" she asked nibbling on my ear.
"You can get dressed and I'll take you out for brunch," I replied.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it," she said curtly, looking disappointed.
I would have loved to have stayed in her apartment for more fun, but the truth was I was hungry, really hungry. "I don't think I could take any more of you unless I have something to eat to give me the strength. You take a lot out of me, not that I'm complaining." I smiled, watching her luscious thighs under her short baby doll robe, and feeling my cock get hard again. Again, I wanted to impress upon Jenna that I was in charge, and that I would never forget her needs. "I promise that we'll come back to resume what we started," I assured her.
After she got dressed, we went to a cheap student café and got seated in a booth. She slid in and rather than sit opposite her, I slid in beside her, much to her surprise. With a big smile, she leaned into me, and rested her head on my shoulder. Resting her hand on my thigh, she looked up at me, her smile fading and her eyes looking into mine, searching.
"James, I meant what I said last night, you know," she said quietly. "I'm totally and hopelessly in love with you, and the fact that you're my cousin complicates things."
"Jenna, I'm in love with you more than you could ever imagine," I whispered our faces close, and getting closer. "We've known each other our entire lives, and I want nothing more than make you the happiest woman in the world the rest of my life," I softly said.
"You mean like you did last night and this morning?" she giggled. Again, looking lovingly into my eyes, her smile fading and leaning in closer, "I will always spread my legs for you James, and do whatever I can to make you want me," she affirmed in my ear.
Looking in her lovely eyes, feeling the emotion between us, I leaned in and gave her a small, meaningful kiss. "Uhhh huummph," our waitress made an effort to get our attention, clearing her throat.
"Oops. Sorry," Jenna smiled and apologized.
We both ordered our brunch, and ate quietly with our thoughts swirling in our heads, sitting close with our hips pressed together. "What are you thinking?" Is it the same thing I'm thinking?" she asked with a hopeful tone in her voice.
"You really want to know?" I asked.
Looking deeply into my eyes, she nodded with an anxious look.
"I'm wondering about a lot of things. If it's possible for us to be together always and what it'll do to the family. But that's for later, and not too pressing right now," again with my assurances. "What are you thinking?" I queried.
"The same things," she answered. "Mostly how the family would take it. I don't think it would be popular, especially with Father Dominic." Father Dominic was the family priest. Almost every old-world Italian family had one. Only this one was now a Monsignor, and pretty high up in his diocese.
"The stakes would be high," I agreed. "I think our parents would shit. Not to mention everyone else. What would we have to sacrifice for our happiness? Would the family ever accept it?"
Slipping her arm through mine, Jenna hugged me and said, "Let's not worry about that right now. I'm just too damn happy."
Putting my hand on her thigh, I squeezed. "You are absolutely right. I can't believe how much I love you and want you," I admitted.
"I know just how you feel. Speaking of wanting me, let's go back to the apartment. There are a few things I want to do with you," she said, her eyes smiling, briefly and lightly patting my cock over my jeans.
I paid the bill, and we walked out the door holding hands, and walking back to my car. I opened the door for her, got in, and drove back to her place. Enroute, she was sitting next to me, running her hand over my hard cock, and talking dirty.
"When we get back, I want to undress you, and get you completely naked. I'm going to nibble on your entire body, and take my time with you and drive you up the wall. And I'll decide when you cum. You might cum in my hand, in my mouth, or in my pussy," she breathed huskily in my ear. I didn't have the heart to let her know that she missed a spot. "I'm going to be in charge this time, and you're going to do WHAT I want, WHEN I want," she warned me. "Got it?"
Good Lord. She sounded a lot like me. "I guess so. Are you up for it?" I challenged.
"I know you're going to enjoy what I have in mind. Your cock seems to enjoy it already," she said running her hand along its shape over my jeans.
"My cock enjoys it whenever you're near me, and especially when you're playing with it," I told her.
We pulled up to her apartment parking slot, and she gently turned my head to face her and pulled me down to her mouth. We kissed for what seemed to be an eternity with her rubbing my cock and trying to force her tongue down my throat. Breaking the kiss, and looking out the windshield, I could notice that anyone on an upper floor could see her rubbing my cock, and told her so.
"They'd just be jealous if they saw us," she said assuredly. You are the most beautiful man I've ever been with, and nobody will ever know that you're my cousin. I'm just so proud to be seen with you. I love you so much, James."
"I'm the lucky one, my love. You're the beautiful one. I've been constantly amazed that I'm here with you, fulfilling my adolescent dreams," I admitted.
Getting out of the car, we walked arm in arm to her apartment. I closed her door, and she didn't hesitate walking straight to her bedroom pulling me by the hand.
"Do you think the neighbors could hear us last night?" Jenna asked.
"I'd be surprised if they didn't," I replied. "They're either deaf, or very heavy sleepers."
"Well, you stand right there," she said, positioning me beside her bed. "I have something in mind for you."
"Okay, what do you want me to do?" I queried.
"Nothing for now. You just stand right there, and stand still. I'm in charge now, and you're going to love what I'm going to do for you," she vowed.
I thought it was an interesting choice of words. What she was going to do FOR me, rather than what she was going to do TO me. I could understand her line of thinking though. Every time I put my hands or mouth on her or whatever I was doing to Jenna was for her and her enjoyment. God! It was so easy to love this woman! I just wish she wasn't my cousin. But being cousins made our times together even more exciting and naughty and, in some states, illegal. I loved it, and apparently, so did she.
She took hold of the hem of my shirt and pulled it up. I raised my arms so she could pull it over my head.
"My God, have I told you how much I love your body?" she asked rubbing her hands over my chest, down to my stomach, and back up and down my arms.
I was so glad that I took the time to go through the daily hell that I did if this was the reward. From now on, it's not going to be so difficult to run and work out.
She kneeled on the floor and removed my shoes and socks. It seems that she wanted me completely naked. Jenna unbuckled my belt and unfastened my jeans. After pulling the zipper down, she tugged my pants down, and I stepped out of them. My underwear quickly followed. My hard cock sprang forth when she removed them, and she was kneeling in front of it, with her mouth an inch away. I could feel her warm breath on it, and it was pulsating with each beat of my heart. I thought she was going to lean forward and take my cock into her mouth, but it wasn't to be. Apparently, she was going to drag this out, and do what she promised. Standing in front of her, I was totally naked, and she was dressed. Hmmmm. CFNM. Interesting. Understanding what she was attempting to do, I went along with it to give her the control and excitement she wanted. After all, I was the one who was ultimately going to benefit. Jenna stood up, and taking my cock into her hand, she slowly started to pump, kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear lobe. Goose bumps formed on my arms and legs, and she noticed immediately.
"It looks like I'm doing something right," she giggled. "I can feel your heart beat through your cock. That is so weird."
"I don't think so," I stated. "You do this to me. You make my heart beat so hard, it makes perfect sense. Stroke my cock, Jenna."
"This is my gig, not yours. I'll do with you what I want, when I want. Got it?" she asked in a matter-of-fact tone, as she reached her other hand down to massage my balls. Well, I HAD been warned.
She was rubbing her body against mine, with emphasis on her breasts pressing against my chest, and moving to and fro for the benefit of her nipples. Doing this and stroking my cock and whispering licentious things in my ear, I was getting more and more turned on.
"Would you like for me to suck your cock?" she asked. "I think you should lick my pussy for me, don't you?" Licking my ear, she whispered, "I'm going to make you feel so good."
"When can I return the favor?" I moaned.
"When I say you can, but I'm still deciding if and when you should cum," she said. "Right now, I want you to lie on the bed, on your back."
I lay down, with my hard cock sticking up. Still fully clothed, Jenna sat on the edge of the bed and took my cock in her hand again. Slowly stroking, she seemed intent on getting me worked up and keeping me there. Leaning over, she ran her tongue around my lips, and ran the palm of her hand over my nipples.
Releasing my cock, she stood up and looking me in the eye, slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She opened it, giving me a look at her bra clad breasts. Her nipples were quite discernable through the fabric, and I knew she was as turned on as I was. Unfastening her jeans, still looking me in the eye, she pulled them down, and stepped out of them.
Standing beside the bed wearing only her bra and panties, I started to stroke my hard cock.
"Hold it. I didn't say you could play with yourself," she warned. "Take your hand away from your cock."
Reaching behind her, she undid the clasp of her bra. She let it fall to the floor and cupped her breasts in her hands like she was offering them to me. With Jenna holding her breasts, she ran her fingers over her nipples, with her eyes beginning to show her lust. Glancing at my hard cock, she began to squeeze her nipples even harder.
"You know, this is the first weekend we've been together," she moaned. "I intend for there to be many more."
"That's what I'm hoping for too," I replied, watching her play with her nipples. "I want this to be very long term. I have all kinds of things planned for us."
"NOW you can play with your cock for me," she said, eyeing it anxiously.
Needing no further encouragement, I grabbed it, and started slowly stroking it.
"That's right. Just like that. Nice and slow. I don't want you to cum yet. Just stroke it like that," she instructed. "God, after that load of cum you gave me, I can't wait for more. I love how you taste. It must be all that Italian food we were raised on," she joked.
Turning around and pulling her panties down while keeping her legs straight accentuated her lovely legs, and her lovely round butt. Not to mention that it was erotic as hell watching her. My cock had no trouble staying hard with such a sight. I kept stroking as she wished, she turned back around, her eyes fixed on what I was doing.
Still playing with her nipples, Jenna approached the bed, and not only climbed onto it, but she kept going and climbed on top of me, straddling my leg. She sat with her juicy pussy pressed up against my calf, while I was still leisurely stroking my cock. With her pussy and clit situated properly, she began to rub herself on my leg while still playing with her nipples.
"Keep working your cock for me," she gasped, "and let me know when you're going to cum. But I don't want you to for awhile yet."
Still squeezing her nipples and her breasts, her breathing picked up as did her speed rubbing herself back and forth on my leg, leaving a wet trail.
"Oh God," she moaned. "I've never done this before, but I know I'm going to cum. This feels so good! Don't stop playing with your cock. I want you to cum when I do. Get ready, because it's not going to be long!"
Watching Jenna work herself up, was such an erotic sight. I didn't speed up my stroking, but I clutched my cock harder. As I felt the urge to cum, I had no choice but to stop stroking and pinch the base of my cock hard to keep from cumming. Grimacing, I kept squeezing the base of my cock hard. Jenna noticed while rubbing her soaked pussy on my leg.
"Don't cum yet," she gasped. "I'm almost there my love. Oh God. I'm so close! Start stroking your cock again and don't stop! I'm there! I'm cumming! Oh my fucking God. I'm cumming again! Ohhnnnn! Unnnnnhhhh! Oh fuck. I can't stop! I'm still cumming! Arrrrrggghhh!"Oh shit Jenna. I'm close too!" I yelled stroking my cock frantically. God, I couldn't believe how hot this was, and how hot she was. "God, I'm so close to cumming! Hurry Jenna. Get in position. I want to cum in your mouth," forgetting that she was supposed to be in charge, I was stroking quickly.
Jenna could see that I was ready to blow my load. Sliding down my leg, and leaving a wet trail of her secretions, she leaned over, her mouth level with my incredibly hard cock.
"Come on James. Cum for me. Give me all you've got. I want to taste your cum again," she coaxed. "Stroke that beautiful cock of yours. Come on! Cum for me! Cum now! Give it me," she demanded as she took my cock in her mouth.
"Suck it Jenna! I'm going to cum in your mouth! God, I can't believe how hot you get me. Arrrrgggghh! I'm cumming!" Oh my God, suck my cock! Unnnnhhh!" I moaned, squirting shots and shots of my cum down her throat.
"I can't believe how much I love your cum," Jenna claimed, licking my cock clean. "It's delicious."
I lay in bed, flat on my back, totally exhausted. I couldn't believe how drained I felt. But it was such a good drain. Still straddling my now wet leg, Jenna laid on top of me kissing me and stroking my face and hair.
"You are the sexiest and most exciting man I've ever been with, and I know I'm not going to be able to get enough of you," she whispered in my ear. "I'm always going to want you to eat and fuck me. I love you so much James."
"I love how you respond to me. I love that you want to do so many things for me," I answered. "I know that I'll always want my head between your spread legs, and to fuck you incessantly. I'll do whatever I can for you to always want me. And I love you Jenna."
Laying on top of me, Jenna closed her eyes, and drifted off to a sound sleep. I lay under her with my arms around her wondering if it was always going to be so good between us, and how the family would react if and when they found out about us. I suppose we would be condemned to hell for eternity by Father Dom. But this was something that I wasn't going to bring up again until it was time.
Gradually and slowly moving out from under Jenna, I left her napping, and I went into the bathroom, dampened a washcloth, and wiped her dried secretions off my leg. God! She was beautiful, intelligent, sexy, and downright wanton. What more could a guy want in a woman? I realized then that I was going to have to keep working out just to be able to keep up with her and to keep her satisfied. Coming back from the bathroom and still naked, I dropped on the carpeted floor and started to pound out 100 pushups.
After I did enough to start breathing heavily and wake Jenna, "I love how your back muscles flex when you do that," she said. "Actually, I love how all of your muscles flex," she giggled.
Getting close to 100, I was thinking that I had created a monster. Yeah, me and Dr. Frankenstein, but mine was the best kind. I was also mentally making plans for her attire when we went out later that evening. It was later in the afternoon, and I recommended that we get ready for going out. Jenna had made reservations at a nice restaurant and after eating, we were going to go dancing. We ducked into the shower again to cool down and clean up a bit.
After drying off, Jenna took her rendition of "the little black dress" off a hanger and laid it out on the bed. I noticed that it was a bit looser below the waist than above which was perfect for my plans. It was held on by being laced up which I thought would be very enticing as it would expose much of her breasts, seeing as how she wasn't going to wear a bra-which she didn't know yet.
Damn! Much to my disappointment, the lacing went over the back, not the front.
"By the way," I mentioned, "I don't think you should wear any underwear tonight."
"I'm sorry?" not quite believing what she heard.
"I think it would be exciting for both of us if you didn't wear any underwear," I repeated.
"No bra OR panties? Are you serious?" Jenna asked incredulously.
"Of course I'm serious, my love. If you didn't wear any underwear, it would give me better access to your body," I explained.
A look of understanding dawned on her. "And why would you want access to my body?" she asked.
"You never know when I'm going to want to explore," I said matter-of-factly.
"So what you're saying is that you may want "to explore" my body in public?" she looked me in the eye to make sure I was serious.
"Exactly," I said.
"If it was anyone else, and if I didn't love you so much, and find you so exciting, I'd tell you where to get off," she claimed. "But I'll do what you want. It could be fun. I've never gone out in public without underwear. Has anyone ever told you that you were a bit different?"
"Actually, yes. But I think it was more of a compliment," I joked.
I finished dressing by tying my tie into a double Windsor, which was my favorite knot. With a navy blue double breasted blazer with brass buttons and gray slacks, I looked pretty good if I did say so myself, and my outfit complimented Jenna's black dress. I couldn't get over how much we resembled each other. I could see why some people thought we were brother and sister.
Jenna looked absolutely breathtaking with her shoulder length dark hair, her open necked dress, and a small gold necklace. The laced design going up the back was very alluring. Simple, yet very elegant. Her firm breasts were outlined by the clinging material. As her legs were tanned, she didn't wear nylons, which I was glad as it fit into my plans. Looking in the mirror, I could see that Jenna was frowning.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Do you think my boobs look saggy?" she asked, cupping her incredible breasts and holding them up.
"There is no way in hell your boobs look saggy, and I think you can see that," I retorted.
"You think you'll be able to see my nipples?" she asked, still looking in the mirror.
"We can only hope," I joked.
"Stop it. We're going to be late if we don't leave now," she said grabbing my wrist and looking at my watch.
Going down to the car, I walked a bit behind her admiring the view of her incredible butt, but it was the sway of her dress I found tantalizing as she walked.
"You aren't in the least bit subtle, are you? Would you stop staring at my butt?" she admonished.
"Do you really want me to stop staring at your butt?" I asked. "I think that you'd be concerned if I DID stop staring at your butt."
Stopping short of the car, she turned to me and reassured me, "I was just giving you a hard time. You can look at my butt or anything else any time you want. I'm just so happy you find me so attractive."
"You are the queen of understatement," I quipped. "I think you're a bit more than just attractive. But you already know that."
Opening the car door for her, I took her hand and held it while she slipped in. Her dress rode up her thighs, and she noticed that I noticed. A small smile formed, and I could just imagine how much fun she thought she was going to have tonight. Getting in on the driver's side, I started the car. Before putting it in gear, we turned toward each other and pressed our mouths on each other. I put my hand on her dress over her breast, and tweaked her nipple.
Pulling away, she gently removed my hand. "You want me to walk around with hard nipples, don't you?" she accused.
Shifting gears, I asked, "You don't think that would be sexy? You don't think that you exude sexuality? Don't sell yourself short, my beautiful cousin. You're beautiful and sure of yourself and incredibly sexy."
Driving the ten minute drive to the restaurant, sitting close, Jenna rested her hand on my thigh, and slowly went up my leg to rub my hardening cock.
"Do you want me to walk into the restaurant with a hard on?" I asked, with a wicked grin.
"Good God. Knowing you the way I do, you wouldn't mind one bit," she accused.
"If anyone noticed, I think they would come to the conclusion that you gave it to me. We'll find out shortly, won't we?" I asked, pulling into the parking lot. "Jenna, if I have a hard cock, it's only because you excite me so much, and I find you so sexy," I said pulling her to me for another toe-curling kiss.
After the kiss, I got out of the car, and went to the passenger's side to open her door. Getting out, her dress rode up her thighs, and rising, she made no effort to pull it down. Smiling her dazzling smile, she knew what she was doing to me, and I think she was looking forward to it all evening. Putting her arm through mine, we walked into the restaurant.
I asked the matre'd for a remote table in a dark corner. After checking the reservation list, looking at Jenna then at me, he smiled and guided us to a table in a quiet and dark corner. This was going to be perfect. The table had a table cloth and was more of a booth. The seating was a bench seat of leather, and I guided Jenna into it. Her back wasn't exactly to the patrons, but she was sitting more at a 90 degree angle. I slid in next to her.
A waiter came and gave us our menus, took our drink order, then left. I looked around and noticed that there weren't any college kids here as it was quite upscale and elegant which equaled a bit pricey. Jenna was taking in the sights as well.
"This sure is a nice place. Are you sure you can afford this?" she asked.
"I couldn't afford a something like this often, but tonight is a special occasion, and you are absolutely worth it," I assured her resting my hand on her thigh.
She smiled her dazzling smile at me, and rested her hand on top of mine. Then, losing myself in her eyes, I leaned in and kissed her softly, tracing my tongue on the outline of her lips. Her breathing caught and she stuck the tip of her tongue just enough to make contact with mine. I pulled away when I felt the presence of the waiter delivering our drinks.
He smiled a small smile and said "I'll be back in a bit when you've had time to look at the menu."
Jenna turned a cute shade of red, and reached for her menu, while I picked mine up. Reading the menu and marveling at the prices, my hand on her dress, I caressed her thigh. Moving her dress up, I made contact with bare skin. She made a small gasp, and I glanced at her to see her expression. Her eyes were above the menu furtively glancing about making sure nobody could see what I was doing. I did my best not to laugh as the first thing I thought of was the "Kilroy was here" drawing from WW II.
"James, behave yourself," she scolded me.
Although she admonished me for what I was doing, her legs relaxed and slowly opened for me. She was very quickly getting with the program, and allowing me access to her body WHEN I wanted, WHERE I wanted. As my hand stroked her thigh and getting closer to her pussy, I could begin to discern the fragrance of her arousal.
I leaned closer to Jenna. "You're getting to enjoy this aren't you?" I whispered in her ear sending goose bumps up her arms. "Your pussy is getting wet for me, isn't it? I love how you smell."
"Damn it James, look what you do to me," she whispered back. "I'm getting soaked, and it's your fault. Oh shit. You can even smell it."
"Not to worry my love," I did my best to assure her. "We won't start anything we can't finish. We should decide what we want by the time the waiter comes back," returning my attention back to the menu, but with my hand still caressing her thigh.
The waiter returned and took our orders, then left. My hand crept closer to her pussy, and Jenna's breathing picked up.
"James, are you going to do what I think you're going to do?" she asked, almost breathlessly. "Do you think that's a good idea?"
Even though Jenna was worried about what we were doing, she did manage to discretely spread her legs a bit more for me.
"If you were really worried about us being caught, you wouldn't be spreading your legs for me," I whispered. We're in a public place, and you're soaked and you want me to play with you, don't you?" as my fingers made contact with her soaked lips.
Gasping, she bit her lip, looked around to make sure we weren't being watched, and slowly nodded her head. Closing her eyes, two of my fingers easily slid into her pussy.
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear you," I whispered. "Did you want to tell me something?"
Looking around furtively, she looked at me with a combination of concern and lust.
"I still haven't heard your answer. We're in a public place, and you want me to play with your pussy, don't you? Well, don't you? Answer me," I quietly ordered.
"Yessssss," she whispered. "Yessss. I can't help it. I told you before that I'd spread my legs for you anytime you wanted, and I can't help it. God, I want you so bad right now."
"What do you want? What do you want me to do?" I asked. "Tell me. Tell me what you want."
"Please, I need for you to fuck me. Help me cum," she pleaded.
"Not yet my love," I said as I stopped playing with her. I withdrew my hand with my wet fingers from under her dress and placed it in front of her face. I brought my hand close to her nose and closer to her mouth. Her aroma had a telling effect. "You'll cum when I want you to. Stick your tongue out for me."
The tip of her tongue came out her mouth, and I wiped my soaked fingers across it. I noticed a slight shiver come over her, as I took the same fingers and put them in my mouth and sucked them. Her eyes got wide while making a small moan.
"Oh God, you're going to be torturing me all night?" she whispered urgently, her hand sliding between her legs to get herself to cum.
"Get your hand from between your legs," I ordered. "You may not be tortured all night, but I haven't decided yet. The evening is still young. Besides, our dinners are coming."
The waiter laid our meals in front of us, asked if he could get us anything else, and left. With my hand on Jenna's thigh, we began eating. Looking at her, I couldn't believe what a sexpot she was becoming, and she seemed to enjoy every minute of it. Her hand rested on top of mine, and she slowly began to pull it toward her pussy.
"What are you doing?" I innocently asked.
"I'm going nuts without you playing with me," she admitted. "Play with me while we eat. I want to cum so much."
"You think you can cum quietly in a crowded restaurant?" I asked, amazed. "Do I detect a touch of exhibitionism? It would be exciting to cum in a crowded room wouldn't it? Your pussy is soaked, and there's nothing you can do about it right now. Don't worry, my darling cousin, you'll cum soon enough, but not right now. Take your hand away from your pussy."
"Damn you!" she whispered huskily.
I looked into her eyes, and saw a mixture of anger, longing, and lust. I glanced down to her lap, and she was rubbing her legs together.
"We have to go dancing yet tonight." I reminded her. "Don't worry, I would never forget what you need, my beautiful horny one."
As the evening wore on, and she calmed down a bit, we could actually engage in reasonable, adult conversation, mostly about her school work and her job. She was majoring in elementary education, and was actually concerned about finding a job when she graduated. Knowing that most hiring committees at the time were composed mostly of horny old men, I assured her that she'd find a job almost immediately, even though I didn't tell her my reasoning.
When we finished eating, we had a small after dinner drink, and the waiter brought us the check. Glancing at it, I was grateful that we weren't going to be doing this often, even though I wanted to spare no expense for this woman. Leaving cash on the table with a sizeable tip, we didn't have to wait for the waiter to take the money, make change, and bring it back. We just got up and left. Walking toward the door, I couldn't help but notice the eyes of everyone there watching us leave and lingering on her bouncing breasts, her beauty even captivating the women.
Getting out to the car, I opened the door for her, and she effortlessly slid in. I walked to the other side and got in. Jenna immediately grabbed my head and brought it to hers for a passionate kiss. Her hand fell to my lap to feel my cock, and mine went to her breast. After we separated, we had about a ten minute drive ahead of us, so I told her to pull her dress up and play with herself while enroute. She looked at me like I was crazy.
"You can play with yourself on our way, but I don't want you to cum yet," I instructed. "Is your pussy still wet? Wouldn't it feel nice to run your fingers along your slit and finger yourself?"
"Damn you. I want YOU to play with me, not me," she scolded.
"I have to drive, and should pay attention to the road," I reasoned. "Besides, I know you'll enjoy it."
Pulling out of the parking lot, she pulled the hem of her dress up, reached under it, spread her legs, and began to stroke her cunt. She gave a small gasp, as she made contact with her sensitive clit. I reached over and pushed her dress even higher.
"I thought you wanted to keep your eyes on the road," she reminded me.
"Just thought I'd help," I replied. "I want to make everything accessible for you, and want you to enjoy yourself."
While I was driving, Jenna worked her hand between her legs which were obscenely spread, and began to play. She leaned back into the seat, closed her eyes, and put one, then two fingers in her tight cunt. With her other hand, she rubbed her hard clit.
"Oh my God, this feels so good. I wish you were doing this, not me," she moaned. "I wish you were licking me now. I love how your face smells after you've been eating me."
I could tell her dirty talking was getting her more worked up, so I grabbed her wrist to slow her actions down.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"I told you when you were going cum tonight, and it's not yet," I replied matter of factly.
"So you ARE going to torture me tonight, aren't you," she whimpered. "God James. Don't do this to me. You know I need you now. I'm not going to be able to go on like this all night."
"You won't have to all night. Besides, you're tougher than you think you are," I said in my most reassuring way. I can smell you from here. Won't it be exciting when we get to the dance club that when we walk past the tables people will be able to smell your pussy? Your nipples are SO hard now, too. When we walk in, they'll be rubbing against your dress, staying nice and hard for people to see. Judging by the way you're stroking your clit, you're liking the thought of that, aren't you?"
"Oh shit. Damn you. Look at what you're doing to me. You've gotten me so hot," she cried. "And you won't let me cum. Damn you."
Okay, okay. I guess I'm just a softy. Especially when it comes to the woman I love.
"Jenna. If I let you cum, will you promise not to be pissed at me? I relented.
"Oh my God! You mean it? You're going to let me cum?" she asked incredulously.
"Yes, my darling cousin. You can cum. But you're going to be the one to do it, not me," I told her. "Bring your dress higher, and let me see your pussy. Spread your legs for me."
I pulled into the parking lot, and parked at the far edge, in a remote spot.
"Okay. Make yourself cum. Do it for not only yourself, but for me too, Jenna. Make yourself cum," I ordered.
"Look what you've done to me, James," she moaned hiking her dress and putting both hands between her legs. "I can't say no to you. I end up doing anything you want me to. "
"It's because I love you so much, and I always want you to feel good. Better than good, actually," I answered. "Play with yourself, Jenna. Fingerfuck yourself and rub your clit for me. Cum for both of us, my love."
Spreading her legs as far as she could, she inserted her middle finger into her slick pussy, and stroked her clit with her other hand. Her hands working furiously, Jenna started to moan and mumble incoherently.t"Oh God, I needed this," she sighed. "I can't believe what you've made me, James. I love you so much. I can't believe the feelings I'm experiencing. I'm glad you're here to watch me do this. I want to do this for you. God this can't be happening, and I have you to thank. I'm so close. Oh shit. I'm going to cum James. I'm cumming for you! Oh my God, you're watching me play with myself and I'm cumming! Aaaaaeeeeeeggghhhhh. Oh fuck! Aaaaeeeeeghhhh. This feels so good! Unnnhhhhgggg! Oh, God. Oh, God. I can't believe I'm doing this!" Jenna shrieked, frantically rubbing her clit with her hips pumping.
Slowing and stopping her ministrations, she slouched in the front seat with her legs splayed wide, sighing.
"What am I becoming? You're turning me into a slut," she realized, with an incredulous look.
Analyzing her expression, I knew that she wasn't mad. She was amazed more than anything.
"Believe me, sweetheart, you have a ways to go before you reach sluthood. You're not there yet," I told her with a note of authority. I took her hand and licked her juices from her fingers. "You need just a bit more instruction."
"Really? And what kind of instruction do you think I need? I just masturbated in a parked car in a public parking lot in front of the man I love. That's not slutty enough?" she queried, pulling the hem of her dress back down.
"You'll find out before the night is over," I answered. "Shall we go in? Your nipples are hard, by the way."
"I'm sure it'll be dark in there, so nobody's going to see," she reasoned.
Opening her car door for her and taking my hand, Jenna rose gracefully from her seat. Slipping her arm through mine, we walked toward the club. Paying the small cover charge, we walked into the crowded bar. Taking her hand, we wove our way through the crowd until we got to the opposite side. It was crowded, noisy, and smoky. It was everything I hated in a place. Jenna stayed close, and I put my arm around her. A couple got up from their small booth to leave, and I asked if they were coming back. The gentleman glanced around, then assured me that they weren't.
"I understand perfectly," I almost yelled in his ear.
Sitting down in the reasonably dark booth, I pulled Jenna close and leaned in close to her ear.
"You see anyone here you know?" I asked. I could see that it was mostly students.
She looked around awhile, and finally shook her head. "Nope. Not a soul. Why?"
"Just curious. What would you like to drink?" I asked as I saw a waitress heading in our direction.
"You choose," she told me.
Shit. I had no idea what she liked or drank. The drinks up to this point had been non-alcoholic. To play it safe, I ordered a couple of screwdrivers. This was a college bar after all, and I couldn't see how anyone could mess up making a screwdriver. Jenna wanted to dance, so she pushed me out of the booth, took my hand, and led me to the dance floor. Compared to the college girls, this woman exuded blatant sexuality. Every man in the place was ogling her, and so were a few of the women. As the music was fast, Jenna was moving with so such grace and sensuality. I could discern her hard nipples as her dress was rubbing against them. She looked at me with a mixture of love and lust as I could tell that she was getting turned on. Was it the fact she wasn't wearing underwear or was it because her nipples were being stimulated in a crowded room? I decided it was a combination of both.
When the song ended, we went back to our booth where our drinks were waiting for us. We were facing the crowd, something I was aware of when I put my hand on her thigh. Lifting her glass to her luscious lips, she froze, and glanced around.
"Relax my love. People can barely see us, much less under the table and what I'm going to be doing to you," I told her.
"And what are you going to be doing to me under the table." she asked in a husky voice. "I can tell you're getting turned on again. Here. Smell your fingers," I said as I lifter her hand to her nose. "These are the fingers you used to get yourself off in the car. You made yourself cum with these fingers," I reminded her. "Are you getting wet again, or are you still wet from before?"
"Oh God, James. Don't do this to me. Please don't do this to me," she moaned in my ear.
"Spread your legs for me Jenna. Open them to give me access to your pussy," I instructed. "I want you to cum again."
Looking around furtively, she opened her legs for me. My hand traveled up her thigh toward my target. Jenna was looking at me when my fingers touched her labia. "Oh, God," she moaned, closing her eyes and separating her legs for me more. She was positively soaked!
"You may want to lift your butt up, and take your dress out from under you," I said in her ear. "It's going to get soaked. Sit your bare butt on the seat."
"If I do that, the seat's going to get wet," she exclaimed.
"That's the idea," I told her. "Then the next person who sits here will be able to smell you, and feel how wet you are. Or were."
"James, you are so disgusting," she admonished, but lifted her butt and took her dress out from under her. "Damn, this seat is sticking to my butt."
With the rearrangement of her dress, this gave me easier access between her legs, and she would be able to spread them wider for me. As I put my hand back on her thigh, the same realization dawned on her.
"I can't believe that I did that," she exclaimed. "Oh God, not again," she moaned, still spreading her legs for me, as I put my hand back on her thigh.
With my hand getting closer to her pussy, Jenna sat sipping her drink glancing around the room to be sure that no one was looking in our direction. When I made contact with her drenched labia, still glancing over her glass she closed her eyes, and gave a soft moan. Running my finger up and down her slit, Jenna made a small gasp. My finger effortlessly slid inside her, and she spread her legs even wider giving me better access.
A slow song started, a Motown number if I remember correctly, so I pulled my finger from her pussy, and grabbed her hand. I pulled her out of the booth with her juices from my hand smearing hers.
"James, what the hell are you doing?" she asked clearly surprised and frustrated.
"I love this song, and this is the only way I can put my arms around you in a crowded room," I answered as I put my arms around her to hold her tight. "I love you, Jenna. More than you can ever know."
Pressing my hard cock into her, she pressed back. I put my hands on each side of her head and pulled her close. Putting her mouth on mine, she opened it and plunged her tongue inside my mouth. Her kiss was one of lust, love, and possessiveness. Wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing herself into me, she kissed me like our lives depended on it.
"Jenna. Are you alright? What's wrong?" I asked, very worried.
"I don't ever want to lose you James. My life is complete with you in it," she vowed looking me in the eyes. "I'll do anything I can to keep you happy and keep you with me."
"Sweetheart, don't worry about a thing. You've got me. Hook, line, and sinker," I promised.
There wasn't any more conversation for the rest of the dance. There wasn't any need. We were both lost in our thoughts.
Returning to the table, we sat down, and Jenna put her head on my shoulder. Obviously, the mood had changed, so there wasn't any urge to continue the sex games. I put my arm around her and held her close. Another slow song came on, and I got up with Jenna following. We started to dance slowly wrapped in each other's arms and thoughts. Jenna took her head from my shoulder, looked at me with the most tenderness. "Can we leave now? I'd like to go home," she said.
"Of course," I said. "Let's go." I paid the bar bill, and we walked out.
Very little was said on the drive back to her apartment. Jenna slid close to me and just laid her head on my shoulder. She rested her hand on my thigh, but it wasn't done in a sexual manner. It was more of a gentle caress. When we got back to her place, and were inside, she turned to me, put her arms around my neck, and leaned in for a loving, gentle kiss and we held each other for what seemed the longest time.
Separating just enough for me to look into her eyes, and undo the laced tie behind her dress, it became loose enough to fall to the floor. Still looking me in the eyes, she gracefully stepped out of it. I picked her up and cradled her in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her head into me. I walked us down the hall, into her bedroom, and laid her gently on the bed.
I took off my jacket, and Jenna rose from the bed.
"Let me," she whispered. Looking at me with love and devotion, she undid my tie, and unbuttoned my shirt. I helped her take it off, and she unbuckled my belt and my pants. Kneeling, she pulled my pants down. I lifted my feet and she removed them. Jenna pulled my underwear down and took them off too. Oddly enough, my cock wasn't completely hard, but it had a good start. With Jenna on her knees looking up at me with her mouth just inches from my cock, it was slowly getting harder.
She stood up, put her arms around my neck, and pressed her body into mine. Her kiss was soft and sensual, her body warm.
We pulled apart, and I lowered us to the bed. She lay on her back, with her breasts falling a bit to the side, with her nipples erect. I kissed her mouth, nibbled on her ear lobes, and worked my way down her body. I kissed around her nipples and ran my hands all over her breasts. I squeezed her breasts softly, and ran my palm across her nipples. Feeling them get hard, I lightly pinched them between my thumb and finger. She gave a little moan as my mouth found hers. Reaching down, she found my cock and gently took it in her hand. Feeling how hard I was, she softly started to stroke. My hand made its way down her beautiful body. Getting close to her dripping pussy, Jenna spread her legs for me for what seemed to be the millionth time. My finger sliding up and down her soaked labia, her hips began to rotate and her breathing quickened. My lips worked their way down to her hard nipples and I licked and sucked gently. Gasping & moaning, she spread her pumping legs looking for a cock.
"Be patient my love," I whispered. "I'm going to try and make this evening all for you."
"Oh, James. I love you so much," she moaned. "Make love to me."
Kissing my way down her stomach, Jenna spread her legs even more. I ran my tongue around her sensitive spots while she pumped her hips trying to get my tongue in her.
"Please James," she begged.
"Please what?" I asked softly, looking up at her face between her breasts.
"Are you going to make me beg?" she asked, undulating her hips.
"You already have," I answered, going back to my ministrations. I slid the tip of my tongue along her slit, and watched her jerk slightly whenever I reached her clit.
"Oh God, James. Eat me. Please, just eat me. Make me cum," she moaned. "I love how it feels when you do that."
"It's because you're so edible," a lame attempt at a joke. I put her legs over my shoulders to raise her bottom, and to give me better access. I pushed her spread legs up to her chest, and she grabbed to hold of them. Bringing her legs up gave me the access I needed to lick her beautiful little hole. As I worked my tongue up to her clit from her pussy, I could now move it lower. I started to lick around her anus, and her breathing stopped.
"James, what are you doing?" she asked with a little worry.
"Just relax sweetheart. You know that I would never hurt you, and only want to make you feel good," I did my best to reassure her. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course I trust you. I've known you all my life, and I always have trusted you," she said huskily.
I continued licking her body concentrating on her holes, and doing my best to give her an evening she would never forget. Reaching up, my thumbs separated her lips. I ran my tongue up and down inside her pussy, and pushing it in as far as it would go. Jenna's breathing was becoming heavy, and I noticed that she was squeezing her nipples with her eyes tightly shut. Pumping her hips up to my mouth, I pushed a finger into her along side of my tongue. Finger fucking her, I moved my tongue to her clit. Pulling my face away, I looked to admire her. She was a most beautiful sight of feminine sensuality. Lowering my face again, I ran my tongue around her little hole, and waited for a response. Receiving nothing to indicate she didn't like it, I circled my tongue closer to her anus. I ran my tongue over her hole, and heard a small moan. I placed my tongue on her hole, and licked around its entrance.
"James, I can't believe you're doing that to me. It feels so good," she gasped.
It was only a matter of time, and I think she understood, so I stiffened my tongue and opened her asshole with it. It opened easily, so I pushed my tongue inside her as much as I could.
"Oh fuck. I can't believe it! The things you do to me," she moaned. "I've never felt anything like this before in my life. Oh, God. Please don't stop!"
Inserting another finger into her pussy, I tongue fucked her asshole. Her hips undulating and squeezing her breasts and nipples, I could see that Jenna was having a great time. Working her asshole open with my tongue, and feeling how loose it was, I put a third finger in her pussy, and slowly inserted my pinky into her butt.
"Oh my God, that's incredible!" she almost yelled.
With her hips pumping up and down on my fingers, I moved to lick her clit.
"Oh no! Don't stop! Keep it up! It feels so good," she cried.
So I went back to tongue fucking her ass, but to make a point, I separated her cheeks the best I could with one hand to give me a better target. She moved a hand from her breast to her clit and began rubbing it furiously. Her breathing was picking up, and I could tell she was getting close. With her hips moving so much, I had a tough time keeping my tongue in her, so I tried to hold her down a bit.
"Oh shit! Don't stop doing what you're doing! I've never felt ANYTHING like this. What's taken you so long? Oh my God! I'm almost there, James! Oh sweet Jesus! Don't stop. I'm so close!" she cried.
I made an effort not to change what I was doing, but just to do it longer.
"I'm there, James! I'm cumming! Oh fuck! Don't stop! Aaaaaarrrrgghhhh! Oeeeeaaaarrggghh! Oh my fucking God! Oh shit! This is incredible," she sobbed. "I'm still cumming! Please, no more! Please stop. I can't take any more!
I loved a woman who could let herself go like this. To surrender herself to her feelings, and to give her body totally to the one she loves and trusts is a big turn on for me.
I moved up her body to lie beside her and to put my arms around her. I snuggled my face close to hers partially so she could smell her juices.
"Where in God's name did you learn to do that?" she asked amazed.
"I read a lot," I joked.
"I need to read that book, too," she whispered. "You haven't cum yet. What do you want me to do?" she asked softly in my ear.
"I'm fine for now," I answered. "Don't worry. This whole night is for you."
"I appreciate that, but that's not good enough," she said with authority. "You've given me feelings I didn't know I had. So I should do something really nice for you."
While saying this, Jenna moved her hand down my stomach and cupped my balls and hard cock. Taking my cock in hand, she slowly started stroking. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what she was doing. Resting her head on my stomach, she watched my cock get harder as she stroked me.
"I love the way your cock gets hard whenever I pay attention to it," Jenna whispered. "I think it's so beautiful, and the things it does to me!"
Moving her head down, she opened her mouth and took the circumcised head in.
"The head is so big and wide," she said. "It opens me up so much. I love how it feels when it's inside me."
Taking more of my cock in her mouth, she seemed to be trying to get as much of it in as possible, to the point of gagging. She kept trying even though she was having a difficult time getting it down her throat.
"Sweetheart, you don't have to take the entire thing in your mouth," I assured her. "It may take awhile to get past your gag reflex."
"How do you know so much about sucking a cock?" she lifted her head and turned to look at me, still slowly stroking me.
"I told you. I read a lot," I replied.
"And I told you that I would do anything to make you feel good so you'll always want me," she noted. "If I want all of your cock in my mouth, I'm going to try like hell to get it there. Understand?"
"Absolutely. Sorry. Please proceed," I answered. Watching her resume her licking and sucking.
Then, what she did next impressed the hell out of me. She began to transfer her pussy juices to my asshole. Jenna kept this up for a few minutes, to make sure my little hole was thoroughly soaked.
While still sucking my cock, she put her finger at the entrance, and ever so slowly worked it in. Pushing in and pulling out, twisting it as she worked it in, my asshole opened up to her. My God! This felt good!
Bringing her head up, she asked if she was hurting me. Looked at me with so much concern in her eyes, she was carefully gauging my reactions as she pushed more of her finger into me.
"No my love, you aren't hurting me. In fact, it feels quite nice. I just have to relax, and you really don't have to stop," I assured her.
I was sure she wasn't THAT aware of anal play, and what can be done with the male prostrate, but I marveled at how she was using her imagination, and doing her best for me. Sucking my cock, she managed to get all of her finger inside me, and started to finger fuck my butt. I did my best to relax my sphincter, and succeeded quite well, but knew that if Jenna was going to be doing this to me often, I'd have to learn how to get fully relaxed. Her sucking picked up as did her finger in my ass. In and out. In and out. I was really getting to enjoy this.
"Sweetheart, if you keep that up, it's not going to take long for me to cum," I gasped. "My God, Jenna. Don't stop doing what you're doing. It feels so good! I'm getting sooo close. Don't stop."
Sucking harder and fucking my ass with more urgency, she began to moan.
"Cum for me James. Cum for me. In my mouth. I want you to cum in my mouth again," she urged.
"Don't stop my love. I'm almost there," I informed her, I'm sure louder than I had to, pumping my cock into her face. "Oh fuck, Jenna! I can't believe what you're doing to me! Suck it! Oh God, fuck me Jenna. Fuck me! I'm cumming my wonderful slut! I'm cumming! Take it! Arrrrrrggghhh! Oh God, I'm still cumming!" I yelled, giving her ropes and ropes in her mouth. It was one of the most incredible and longest orgasms I remembered having.
Totally drained, I didn't have the strength to move. I just laid there and watched Jenna take my cock out of her mouth and made sure she got all of my cum by rubbing the piss slit, squeezing the head, and licking it lightly. Of course, every time she licked the sensitive head, I couldn't help but jerk a little.
"Did you mean what you called me?" she whispered in my ear, settling beside me.
"I called you something? What did I call you?" I asked, still coming down from the intense cum.
"You called me your wonderful slut," she explained, trying to revive my memory.
"I did? Oh shit, sweetheart. I didn't mean to insult you. You know I'd never do that," I did my best to reassure her. "And if I did call you that, you know it was meant as a term of endearment and a compliment."
"Yeah, right. I'm sure. But you said, if I remember correctly, I wasn't quite ready for 'slutdom.' But it's such a goal to strive for," she joked. "Does this mean that I'm there? I've attained the coveted title of 'slut?'"
I really do have to apologize," I said sounding as business like as I could under the circumstances. "I was a bit premature in awarding you the title. I got lost in the moment. You have just a little more work to do. But let me ask you, where did you learn how to do that?"
"I read a lot," she quipped.
"Be sure and let me read the book when you're finished with it," I joked. "With the initiative you just demonstrated, you'll attain the rank and title of 'slut' before too long. Along with your university courses, consider this as part of your personal improvement."
Laying next to me, and running her fingers through the soft hair on my chest, she sighed heavily.
"James, promise me you'll never leave me," Jenna whispered, snuggling close. "I'm always going to want you in my life."
"I'll never leave the woman I love, ever, if I can help it," I answered in a whisper, wondering if it were possible to have a future together.
Wrapped around each other and breathing assurances of our love for each other, we fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
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