Jennifers Summer Adventure Ch 01

Hello fans! Welcome to my next book,

Jennifer's Summer Adventures

! This novella has 10 Chapters, and deals with a myriad of situations through her summer before college. The people of my stories live only in my (and yours I hope)imagination. That being the case, please bear in mind that other "rules" of life can also be bent. There are a couple in these stories. So, if reading erotically and sexually explicit offends you, or certain fantastical actions upset you, you may leave now. For all others, ENJOY!

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It was a lazy summer day. Jennifer was lying in the shade of the old tree in her back yard, dreaming of her times with Eric and Angela next door. She had been friends with them ever since the beginning of June. They had initiated her into the joys of sexual congress, and each time with them brought new and wonderful experiences.

They were not too much older than her 19 years, but had infinitely more experience. She learned that Eric was an accountant, and Angela taught an aerobics class at the health spa in town. She also found they were highly sensual and sexual, and their time together was full of fucking and sucking, role-playing, and some light domination. Much of this came out in their first time together as a group, and the last four weeks had been heavenly.

They were currently on a trip back to Vermont to finalize the sale of their old home. Jennifer could not go with them, however. She still lived with her father, and he had put his foot down on this subject.

"You will have plenty of time to travel with your friends," he had said to her yesterday, "once you decide on what you want to do with the rest of your life. You are going to college in the fall, and you haven't even picked a major yet! Get your priorities straight, get your education, and THEN do what you want! The world will be yours, then." Little did he know that she was doing exactly WHAT she wanted to do right now!

Her thoughts drifted to her boyfriend Alan. That thought sent a pang of guilt through her. She just finished almost a month of delectable debauchery without a single thought towards him. He had been gone on a work program to make some money during that time, and she felt just a little lonely, and put out since she was not allowed to go (her father again. Geez!). She did not know how she was gong to approach him on what she did the last four weeks. At the worst, she knew he would break up with her, calling her "slut" and "whore", not knowing that now those words thrilled her and got her wet. At the best, who knows?

The day was getting hotter. Jennifer grabbed her drink off the little table next to her chair and drank it in one gulp. She then pulled out an ice cube and started sucking on it. It felt so good on her lips! Then she started trailing that ice cube down her chin, onto her neck, and onto her breastbone. With her other hand she opened up the tied shirt she was wearing (she still loved her dad's shirts so her 38D's would be free), and exposed a breast. She started to slowly glide the ice cube around her tit, leaving a wet, little trail. She started to moan from the sensation.

She reached her nipple. The instant the ice cube touched it, her nipple hardened; she rubbed that ice cube on her nipple for a little bit, then switched to the other nipple. Both tits were now exposed, and the warm breeze on the wetted skin made her shiver. She started to rub her thighs together, catching her clit between flesh and the fabric of her bikini bottoms. Jennifer had an enlarged clit naturally, and this motion engorged it, making it even bigger, and more sensitive. She moaned a little louder from the rising lust that her actions were engendering.

Once her tits were thoroughly covered with water trails, Jennifer then trailed the ice cube down her stomach and under the band of her bikini bottoms. She then started rubbing her clit with the cube, which was melting fast.

"Oooh! Ooh!" she gasped as she rubbed her clit with the ice.

Then she inserted the ice cube into her hot and juicy pussy, pushing it in as far as she could. She then returned to rubbing her clit with her fingers, rubbing her thighs together, and pinching her nipples with the other hand. Faster and faster she rubbed her clit, squirming from the sensation, coming close to orgasm.

"Aah. Oh-Oh, UUNNNNNGGGH!" she gasped as she went over the edge, and started to come. Her pussy juices made her wet inside and out, soaking her bikini. The ice cube had since melted away, adding its wetness to the flow. Her body bucked in the lounge chair as the orgasm rocked her.

In a few moments the spasms died down, leaving her a little spent, but still hot and horny. Eric and Angela were out, so she could not get satisfied there. She no longer went in for the cucumber bit as she once had. She needed a man (or woman) to satisfy her lust, and she was not sure where to find one. Being a slut sometimes had its disadvantages, she thought to herself.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Jen?" said a male voice on the other end. "It's Alan."

"Alan!" Jennifer exclaimed, trying to control the quivering of her voice. "Where are you?"

I'm home for the weekend," he replied, "and I wanted to know if I could see you now. I got something to tell you."

"Sure! Come on over!"

"Great! I'll see you in ten minutes then. Bye."

"Bye."

Jennifer got up. She looked down at herself, and decided to change for him. She did not think she would make a very good impression meeting him in a cum-soaked bikini and unbuttoned shirt.

Jennifer went inside and went upstairs to her room. She stripped off her clothes and threw them into her hamper. She went into the bathroom and freshened up a bit, then put on a frilly dress and bra, but no panties. She stayed bare footed. She combed her long blonde hair and tied it back with a fillet.

A few minutes later the doorbell rang. Jennifer skipped down the stairs to answer it. When she opened the door, she saw Alan, and took in a quick breath. He was gorgeous! His 5'7" frame looked fit, and he was tanned. His auburn hair shone in the afternoon sun, and his gray eyes looked at her penetratingly.

"Jen, you...changed," he said.

"Uh... what do you mean?"

I-uh-mean that you look so...good!" he stammered.

"Oh," she said, relieved, "I have been working out and stuff." She didn't mention how.

"Can I come in?"

"Oh! Yes."

Jennifer moved so Alan could enter. She smelled him as he passed. He had a man scent that sent shivers through her, and she could feel herself becoming wet again. She led him to the den of her home.

"Would you like anything to drink?" she asked.

"No, thank you," he said, as he sat down. " I just want to...talk to you. I haven't seen you for a little over a month, and I didn't hear from you. I need to know if you still have feelings for me."

Jennifer sort of expected this. She sat down next to him. "Of course I do," she started, "I still care for you. You're my boyfriend. My dad likes you..."

"I know that," he said, "and I know why. That relates to what I want to tell you."

"What?" she said, confused.

Alan hesitated "Uh, I was...unfaithful. There was this girl on our crew, and she looked so good to all of us. One night, after work, we were unwinding at the beach. There was beer and stuff there, and we all got a little smashed. Well this girl put on a strip show, and the other girls on the crew started joining in. before long they each picked one of us and moved to another part of the beach. This one girl I'm talking about picked me. I mean, I tried to tell her I was taken, but the booze and her body and her smell was too much for me. I'm sorry I did it. I didn't mean to hurt you."

All this came out in one shot from him.

Jennifer was taken aback. Here she was, wondering how to break the news to him of her escapades, and he pours out his soul to her of one night of indiscretion in an alcohol haze with an obvious slut. Something like her. Jennifer battled with her conscience, wondering if she should tell him of Eric and Angela. She decided against it...for now. His ego was fragile at the moment, and she didn't want to stomp all over it. Also, she learned he was not as uptight about sex as he let on earlier. He did not apologize for the sex; he apologized for the action.

Jennifer brought her feelings on line. First, she was horny. Second, her boyfriend was here, admitting he had another side to him he never showed her. Third, he looked good, smelled good...she wasn't about to let this opportunity pass.

She leaned over and kissed him.

Alan's eyes flew wide open. He was expecting her to throw him out. Her father had assured him that she was a good girl and didn't like filth, and had told him to treat her with the utmost respect. He had secretly fallen in love with her, and was strengthened by that love to have the courage to admit his fling. He did not expect this! He returned the kiss with as much passion as she was kissing him with.

Jennifer knew she did the right thing. She put her arms around him and snuggled up to him on the couch while still kissing him. She parted his lips with her tongue, licking the front of his teeth. Her hands rubbed his shoulders and back. He felt very muscular, the type of muscles you get from hard work. She knew her muscularity was from workouts at the health spa, so she knew the difference. She put as much feeling in her touch as she could.

Alan wrapped his arms around her. He felt her tongue in his mouth, and reciprocated. His hands were massaging her back, slightly pulling her towards him. He loved the feeling of her tits on his chest.

"What was this? Did she actually squirm closer to me?" he thought.

Jennifer started to massage his chest. She then started to unbutton his shirt, and put her hands inside. He had a light dusting of hair, and his chest was more muscular than she remembered.

Alan was enjoying this. He decided to be a little brazen. He moved one hand around to the front and grabbed a tit.

Jennifer sat. back, away from his hand. Alan immediately withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Alan," Jennifer started, "I need to tell you something."

He knew he did something wrong. "What?"

"Well, you just don't grab a woman's tit like that." She picked up his hand and put it on her right breast. "You cup it like this, and gently rub it."

Alan's brain exploded from this contact. She actually put HIS hand on HER tit!

Alan started to massage her tit the way Jennifer was directing. As he gently kneaded it, her head went back and a low moan escaped her lips.

"MMMMM, that's it," she purred.

Alan brought his other hand around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He placed his lips on the base of her neck and gently bit it.

"Aah, yes!" she moaned.

Alan put both his hands on her shoulders and grabbed the straps of her dress. Slowly, he lowered the straps down her arms. She allowed this by dropping her hands to let the straps loose. The top of her dress now lay at her waist, and her strapless bra was all that covered her wonderful mounds. Alan then reached in front and unhooked her bra, and gently removed it. Her tits bounced free from their restraint, her nipples already hard.

Alan sat back and looked at the beautiful sight. Jennifer reached back to remove the fillet from her hair. The raising of her arms did wonderful things to her tits, he thought. She then shook her hair out, enjoying the feeling of the wisps that stroked her nipples.

Jennifer moved into Alan, raising a little. She put her left tit at his mouth.

"Suck my tit, lover," she whispered, "Bite my nipple."

Alan complied. He put that sexy nipple into his mouth and gently bit it. Jennifer gasped and squirmed next to him. She then straddled him so he would have an easier time sucking her tits. He continued sucking, licking, and biting her tit. Then he moved to the other tit and did the same thing. Her squirming became more pronounced and he felt a little wetness on his belly where she was grinding her crotch. Alan placed his hands under Jennifer's arms and stood straight up, still sucking a tit, surprising Jennifer. Her dress fell all the way off. He kept her suspended like that, sucking her tits. Jennifer wrapped her legs around his waist and ground her pussy into his belly.

"Ooh, yes, lover," Jennifer gasped, amazed at his strength.

In a little bit, Alan sat back down, and disengaged from her wonderful globes. He needed to give his jaw a rest. Jennifer had other plans. She was naked, and she was about to make sure that he was too. She stood up and struck a sexy pose.

"You like what you see?" she asked of Alan.

Alan's jaw dropped. Jennifer was standing in a pose that was more erotic than any he had ever seen in a men's magazine. He felt his own heat rising, and his cock started to get harder than it already was. "Uh-gulp!-yeah!" was all he was able to get out.

Jennifer giggled. "I thought you would," she said, "and I have a funny feeling you're going to like what's gonna happen next!"

She walked over to Alan and stood him up. She undid his shirt, noticing it was wet around the midriff. She then attacked the belt at his waist, nearly ripping it off.

"You have seen me," she growled, "now it's my turn!"

"Wh-where did this come from?" Alan gasped, staggering from the onslaught of Jennifer nearly ripping his pants.

"Shut up," she said. She had gotten the snap off and the zipper down. He didn't wear any underwear, so she could see the top of his pubic hair. She grabbed the waistband and pulled his pants to his ankle in one shot, upsetting Alan's balance. He fell heavily to the floor.

"Hey, watch it!" Alan gasped.

Jennifer looked at Alan. He had the standard tan lines at the waist and upper thighs. He was lily white in the crotch area. She saw his prick and whistled. He looked to be about 7 inches, and thick. It was flying at full mast, and there was a little precum at the tip. Jennifer's lust grew at the sight, and her pussy started to itch.

"Ooh, you look deliciously scrumptious," she purred. "Now, I am going to show you how to properly eat a pussy. You've eaten pussy before, haven't you?"

"Um, yeah..."

"Well, let's see what you know."

Jennifer positioned herself over Alan's face. He smelled her essence, and it fueled his lust. She lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth. He started to suck on the lips, licking her slit and clit. Jennifer shuddered, and started to grind her hips into his waiting mouth.

"Ooh, fuck," she gasped, "you know. Ugh, keep it up! Make me squirm! Make me scream!"

Alan reached up and grabbed her tits hard. Jennifer gasped, but did not object this time. He held her in place while he assaulted her pussy with his lips. Jennifer started to squirm from the feeling, lifting her head, closing her eyes, and licking her lips. She put her hands on Alan's arms as he roughly kneaded her tits.

Alan continued to assault her pussy. He pushed his tongue into her hole, licking the sides of her canal. He mentally thanked that slut back at the work camp for teaching him.

Jennifer's hips continue to grind. The longer he ate her pussy, the higher her lust rose. Suddenly, she screamed and dived down to his cock. She grabbed it and shoved it into her mouth, taking the whole length at once.

"NNNGHH!" Alan said as he felt his dick enter her throat.

Jennifer started to suck Alan's cock with a vengeance. She moved his cock in and out of her throat as fast as she could, licking the head and shaft along the way. This made Alan suck her pussy even harder. Jennifer then reached to her crotch and started to rub her clit fiercely.

Alan couldn't take it any longer. His hips started to buck, and Jennifer felt his cock pulse. Without a word, Alan started to come. Streams of sticky, delicious cum shot into her mouth, dribbling out the sides a bit. She swallowed as fast as she could. Alan kept on shaking. The more he came, the slipperier her mouth became, and the faster she pumped that cock into her mouth. He felt as if he would not stop coming. He transferred some of that lust into his pussy eating, attacking her lips with a frenzied biting and licking.

Jennifer licked all the cum off of Alan's gorgeous prick. She was being bucked hard. She couldn't move her legs since Alan had locked her legs in place with his arms. She then became fully aware of the brutal onslaught of his teeth and tongue on her pussy. Her lust for his cock blinded her to this, and now it hit her full force!

"Ohhh, fuck!" she screamed. "Suck my cunt! Bite my clit! MAKE ME COME HARD, STUD!"

Jennifer removed her hand from her clit. Alan shifted under her and attacked even harder. She gasped in pain and passion as he brutally bit her pussy lips and clit, making her jump and squeal with each nibble. He held her down so she would not buck off. She said she was going to teach him? Ha! He was going to show her a thing or two!

"OH SHIT," she yelled, "I'M COMING!"

Jennifer stopped moving and tensed. Her orgasm was huge! All of a sudden, she jerked, then jerked again. Then she started to scream.

"AAAGGHH! OH SHIT! OH FUCK! OH! OH! FUUUUUCCCK!!"

Jennifer ground her snatch into Alan's mouth so hard that his hips bounce from the force. She was screaming and crying, her body rocked by wave after wave of lust. Then she came again.

In the end, she passed out. Alan felt her weight, and released her. She crumpled off him and lay sprawled on the floor. He coughed to clear his throat. She had let out so much pussy juice that it was too much to swallow, and he felt like he was drowning. He tried to get up but felt weak. He laid down next to her, and closed his eyes.

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"Wake up, you whore!"

Jennifer felt a foot kick her ass hard. She opened her eyes. She saw Alan and screamed.

Alan looked like he had the hell beat out of him. He coughed up a little blood. His balls looked like they had been kicked hard!

She looked around. She saw a man with a bat in his hand. It was her father...

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Jennifer is in trouble! Her father is pissed! What will he do? Find out in Chapter 2!