It was only the next day after Rachel's first date with Lute, and she was already working on a strategy for how they could get together again as soon as possible, and for a whole night. It had been a drag for both of them the night before, when they had to leave their shared love nest, get dressed, and go home to meet their midnight curfews. Rachel longed to spend the night wrapped in Lute's arms, and to make love as many times as they wanted, and to then wake up in the morning together, like normal couples.
Their lovemaking from the night before still made Rachel's pussy tingle when she thought about it - which she had been doing almost constantly since she first awoke that morning. And when she had touched herself while the early light peeked through her closed curtains, her pussy had been just as tender and sore as she expected. But she felt juicy and delicious, which was a new sensation that she wanted to hang onto and revisit as often as possible. And while feeling the last remnants of Lute's cum still inside her, Rachel fell back to sleep.
She wasn't sure what time it was when she was awakened by her mom's signature light tap on the door. But glancing at her bedside clock, she saw that it was after 9am. And, thankfully, it was a Saturday.
"Come on in," Rachel called groggily.
Her mom entered quietly and sat down on the edge of Rachel's bed and began to gently rub her daughter's back and shoulders.
"So, how was your date last night with Luther?" her mom asked with a curious smile.
Rachel and her mom were close. And her mom, being both a medical doctor and a wise woman, had been the one to be sure Rachel went on the pill as soon as she was considering having sex for the first time. Rachel's dad wasn't quite as liberal, at least when it concerned his only daughter. And he wasn't thrilled about the possibility that she was becoming sexually active. So Rachel and her mom kept that to themselves.
Kathy, Rachel's mom, was no prude. And she knew very well, both from treating many young women, and also from having been one herself, that her daughter was going to have sex. And she saw it as her job to be sure that the sex was both safe and pleasurable for Rachel.
Rachel was still half asleep, so she didn't quite have her wits about her when she replied to her mom's question about her date with Luther with a blissful sigh, followed by "Oh, wow, it was great...really great."
"So, he's a good lover, eh?" her mom said with a chuckle as she brushed her daughter's hair with her hand.
"Oh, my god, mom, he's amazing!" Rachel said, with more honesty than she might have expressed had she been fully awake. But her mom could tell just by looking at her that Rachel's first date with Lute had been memorable, and that they had ended up in bed together.
"Are you planning to see him again?" Kathy then asked, already knowing the answer.
"Oh, yes," Rachel sighed, "Definitely."
Then, as Rachel began to come fully awake, she realized her mom could help her devise a way to get a whole night with Lute, and without rousing her father's suspicion.
So, after telling her mom a bit more about Luther, which included some veiled references to his prodigious manhood and lovemaking skills, Rachel's mom was recruited to help figure out how Rachel could have some overnight's with Lute.
Rachel's grandparents' house was the obvious location, since they were away in Arizona for the winter, so all it would take was concocting a reason for her dad why Rachel should spend the night there once a week or so. Rachel's mom agreed to handle that part with her husband, so, with her mom's help and blessings, Rachel and Lute had their love nest all arranged.
And perhaps because Lute was a guy, or because his parents trusted him to make good decisions, or maybe because they were just done policing their kids' lives, but Rachel knew Lute's parents would be a pushover. So she couldn't wait to talk to him and share the good news about her plans for their next date. And this time, there would be no painful midnight goodbyes.
Lute played bass in a rock and roll band with some guys from the college where Rachel's dad taught. And they had gotten to be quite good and were getting regular gigs, mostly at college parties, but even at some tonier (and better paying) affairs like wedding receptions.
When they had parted the night before, Lute invited Rachel to stop by their gig on Saturday night; it was at a local hall that some of the college kids had rented for a party. Even in her good-girl persona, Rachel liked to dance, so she recruited two of her friends to join her. But she was pretty sure that Nasty Rachel would also make an appearance.
Rachel and her friends could already hear the music when they pulled up to the party at about 9pm. And when she got out of the car, she both heard and felt the deep rumble of Lute playing the bass line in "My Sharona." And when she did, Rachel was surprised at how immediately horny it made her. "That's my lover," she thought to herself as she smiled and walked towards the entrance with her friends.
Rachel and her friends knew a bunch of people at the party, so it wasn't long before they were handed cups of beer and pulled onto the dance floor. And from his position on the stage, Lute saw Rachel come in, and he give her a big smile and a wink.
Rachel and her friends danced to every song of the set, and when the band finally took a break, Lute and Rachel met up and slipped outside to talk.
"You guys sound great tonight!" Rachel said enthusiastically, after they'd run the gantlet of the band's appreciative audience and were finally in the relative quiet of the parking lot.
"Thanks! I'm really glad you came. It's fun watching you dance and let loose in there," Lute replied as he pulled her in for a hug and a kiss.
"How long is your break between sets?" Rachel asked as she hugged Lute and rubbed her big tits against his chest. "Do we have time to sit in your van for a bit?"
"Sure, I've got about 15 minutes or so. Come on!" Lute said as he took her hand and led her over to his nearby van.
Lute owned an older model Ford Econoline van that had previously belonged to a local woodworker friend of his dad's. It was perfect for hauling band equipment, and with the carpeting and some big pillows that Lute had picked up, it also served very nicely as a rolling make out spot. So Lute and Rachel climbed in and quickly wrapped around each other kissing and caressing and talking about their sleepover date the next weekend.
Rachel had just gotten Lute's cock out of his pants, and was preparing to drop her head into his lap and hungrily suck on his thick beast, when their tryst was interrupted by a loud thumping on the van's side. "C'mon Root, we're on again in five!" Lute's band mate Charlie called to him. "So zip up your pants and get back on stage!" This made Rachel giggle, but Lute could only sigh as Rachel gave his throbbing tool a hungry goodbye kiss before they composed themselves and climbed out of the van.
Lute slipped in the back hall's entrance and quickly put back on his bass guitar, which he was glad to have in front of him to cover his still raging hard-on. And Rachel walked around to the front entrance and rejoined her friends inside. She only smiled and raised her eyebrows when they asked where she had gone off to during the break. She knew it was only a matter of time before people find out about Lute and her, but she wasn't quite ready for that yet. And she rather liked having a Nasty Rachel secret.
The following week went pretty quickly for our young lovers. They both had plenty to do to keep themselves busy - Rachel had a part in a school play, so she had rehearsals most afternoons. And Lute played bass in the school's jazz band and orchestra, and they were preparing for upcoming concerts. But by the time Friday rolled around, they were both at peak levels of horniness and couldn't wait to be alone and naked together again.
Lute's parents left right after work on Friday to go up to their family's lake house to close it up for the season. They'd be spending the weekend there with Lute's uncle and aunt, so Lute didn't need to concoct any stories for why he wouldn't be home on Friday night. And as promised, Rachel's mom had run interference with her dad, so Rachel's whereabouts were also accounted for.
Rachel was making them dinner, so when Luke arrived at her grandparents' place that evening he was greeted by the delicious smells of stir-fry chicken. Rachel had lit candles on the table and Lute had scored another bottle of his dad's wine, so the two settled in for fine dining and conversation - accentuated by some kissing and caressing that could easily have led to their fucking madly right there on the kitchen floor, if they hadn't restrained themselves as well as they did.
But when they meal was over and the dishes had been loaded into the dishwasher, Rachel gave Lute a smile and a kiss, and after refilling their wine glasses, took him by the hand and led him to her basement bedroom.
When they entered, the room was already lit with candles and the radio was tuned to a good jazz station from the city. Wasting no time, Rachel pushed Lute down across the double bed, and with his help she quickly had his pants removed. And she was then bobbing her head up and down on the knob of his rigid cock that stood up big and straight, like a rocket ready for launch at Cape Canaveral.
"I've been thinking about doing this all week!" Rachel whispered between slurps on Lute's slick member. "God, I love your cock!"
Lute sighed affirmatively as he looked down and watched his young lover expertly work over his love muscle.
When Rachel had turned sixteen, her mother had given her a vibrator and some instructions on its use. For Rachel's eighteenth birthday, her mom had gotten her on the pill and given her a copy of The Joy of Sex. And since Rachel's previous weekend with Lute, she had done some re-reading of the book's oral sex sections. Because, unlike her other lovers, Lute had a cock that she wanted to spend some serious time getting to know, up close and very personal.
Lute had pulled off his shirt, so he was now lying naked on the bed as the fully clothed Rachel continued acquainting herself with his thick phallus.