The second of a three part series that takes place in the same universe as The Lake House Rules, but which stands apart from the earlier series. You should read the first part of this one, though. Still a lot of soccer, but some other things, too....
And, to be clear, everyone who has sex in this story is at least 18 years old.
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Later that day
M.J. stopped pretending to do homework and decided to get ready for her first date with Eduardo. She put on her new lingerie and her clothing, brushed out her hair and put on a small amount of makeup. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw something new, a pretty young woman, and she was a little excited by it.
When she went downstairs, her mother looked away from the TV and said, "You look beautiful, M.J., have fun."
M.J. grabbed the car keys, got into the car and drove to Eduardo's house. She texted him that she was there, and he came out, dressed in jeans, a nice blue polo shirt, and his hair was slicked down. He got into the car, and she could smell his cologne. She leaned over and he gave her a quick kiss on the lips before he put his seatbelt on. They started to drive to the theater, and discussed their options. Eduardo put his hand gently on M.J.'s right leg and let it rest there. They agreed to see a comedy that had gotten pretty good reviews. Although Eduardo tried to buy both tickets, M.J. insisted on paying for hers. They held hands while waiting on line, and when they got seats, Eduardo put his arm around her, which was a little awkward because he was shorter than M.J., who slumped in her seat and rested her head on his shoulder, overcome a bit by his strong scent.
The movie was funny, and they both enjoyed it, kissing briefly a few times. After, they went to the car, holding hands, and M.J. drove them back toward home. They chatted idly about the movie and soccer, but it was clear that they were both nervous. She drove to the school and parked the car in a secluded area of the lot.
They got out, and M.J. opened the trunk and pulled out two fleece blankets that lived there all year round. Holding hands, they walked back to the field where they had been earlier in the day, hoping that it wasn't occupied by kids sneaking beers. When they got there, it was quiet, and lit only by the bright moonlight. Together, they laid the blankets on the ground and stood facing each other. Eduardo put his hands on M.J.'s hips and could feel her trembling slightly. Or maybe it was Eduardo's hands that were trembling. M.J. leaned her face down slightly, and Eduardo reached up and their lips touched gently. Their kisses increased in intensity and passion until they both dropped slowly to the blankets.
They sat, kissing and gently stroking each other and Eduardo tried to unbutton M.J.'s blouse, but was shaking so hard, he couldn't do it. M.J. looked at him, tenderly, and said, "Relax. You have done this before, right?"
Eduardo said, "Yes, but never with someone like you."
She smiled and kissed him hard, and he was able to unbutton and remove her shirt. He gasped with pleasure when he saw M.J.'s breasts and the new bra that she was wearing. M.J. gently pushed his head toward her, and he buried his nose in her cleavage, deeply breathing in her scent, before starting to kiss her breasts above the bra. M.J. lay back on the blankets and let Eduardo see her, and he placed his hands gently on her breasts and stroked them. She let out a sigh of pleasure and pulled him toward her until he was laying with his chest on hers, but his legs were on the blanket.
They kissed, and M.J. reached her hands under Eduardo's shirt, feeling his skinny, wiry back and pushing the shirt up. He took the hint, and took off the shirt, exposing his bony, but still muscular chest. M.J. took the opportunity to remove her bra, and lay there, reveling in the hungry look that Eduardo gave her breasts before he gently began kissing her sensitive nipples. His touch was light, but insistent enough to cause her nipples to become hard. M.J. felt the warmth growing in her crotch, and she desperately wanted Eduardo inside her. She could feel his penis pressing against her leg and she wanted to see it, to touch it.
Eduardo reached down and gently stroked between M.J.'s leg, as if to gauge her interest; her moan told him exactly what he needed to know. He reached for the button on her jeans and said, "Is this O.K.?"
"Yes," M.J. whispered.
He opened her jeans and pulled down the zipper. She wriggled out of the jeans, and let him take off her shoes and pull them down, so that she was only wearing her panties. Eduardo smelled her and was aroused even more by the animal scent. He stroked her panties, feeling their dampness and causing M.J. to moan with desire. He was aching himself, as his erection was throbbing against his jeans. He slowly removed M.J.'s panties and stared at her beautiful athlete's body, her firm breasts, long legs and beautiful pussy. Eduardo was also not a virgin, but like M.J., he was not very experienced. She was, in so many ways, the opposite of Elena, who was short, curvy and dark, and rarely stopped talking. He and Elena had fooled around a little, and had sex a couple of times before he left New York.
Tonight, though, he wanted M.J., and he badly wanted to give her pleasure. He kissed her flat, toned stomach and kissed his way toward her trimmed pubic hair, breathing her odor deeply into his lungs. He flicked his tongue randomly around her engorged labia, and M.J. writhed and gasped when he accidentally brushed her very sensitive clit.
Eduardo stood and took off his pants and boxers and M.J. could see his penis, which was about 6 inches long, and skinny, fully erect and throbbing. She reached up for him, and he dropped to his knees next to her.
"I want to make love to you," he said.
"And I want to make love to you," M.J. responded. She reached over to her purse and pulled out one of the condoms, opened it and rolled it onto his penis. She lay back and spread her legs, welcoming him, and he climbed on top and slowly stuck his engorged cock into M.J., who gasped with surprise, then sighed with pleasure. When he was fully inside, he lost control, and came almost immediately. Embarrassed, he pulled out and rolled off of her.
"Don't worry," M.J. said. "I understand." She handed him the second condom and because of his youth and lust, he was able to become hard again. He rolled the condom on and repositioned himself, slowly entering her for a second time. This time, Eduardo was able to control himself, slowly thrusting into M.J's well lubricated pussy. She sighed with pleasure as he tenderly pumped into her, and her hips, seemingly of their own accord, rose and fell in rhythm. She wrapped her legs around him, allowing him to penetrate her deeper. M.J. gasped as Eduardo's pubic bone pressed against her clit, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Eduardo increased his tempo, and M.J., the star athlete, kept pace, clutching him with her long, powerful legs and strong arms. They sped up and sped up until Eduardo was thrusting as fast as he could and M.J. felt small orgasms building up inside her until she crested and peaked, feeling pleasure beyond anything she had ever experienced with Josh, or alone. She screamed and threw her head back and Eduardo, feeling her delight, lost his control and came hard into his condom repeatedly until he collapsed, panting onto M.J.
Despite the fact that they were in excellent shape, both M.J. and Eduardo were spent, exhausted, satisfied, and they lay there, unable to speak, unable to move, just breathing and holding each other. Holding turned into stroking, which turned into kissing, and soon Eduardo was hard again, and pressing his erection against M.J.'s pussy.
"We don't have any more condoms," she said, sadly, but then turned 180 degrees and began to kiss his throbbing member before gently inserting its head between her lips. Eduardo sighed, feeling the incredible pleasure of her mouth, lips and tongue on his penis. He smelled the odor of her desire, and was able to press his face into M.J.'s sweet pussy, tenderly licking her lips and plunging his tongue into her folds, causing her to writhe and become even wetter. They feasted on each other, trying to give as much pleasure as they were receiving, in an amazing competition of oral sex that only concluded when Eduardo shot another load into M.J.'s willing mouth and she reached yet another body shaking climax.
Eduardo turned so that his face was over M.J.'s and he kissed her, neither of them at all put off by the smell and taste of themselves on their lovers' mouth, and they kissed for what felt like days before they collapsed on their backs, holding hands and looking at the stars. Neither of them wanted the night to end, but M.J. knew that she needed to get home soon, and she reluctantly got dressed and watched Eduardo do the same. They folded the blankets and returned to the car, walking with their arms around each other, silently.
