Junior Year Abroad—Part 2
This is Part 2 of the
Survivor Revival Challenge
,
organized by Tara Cox. This is the story of Jim & Marybeth, and eventually others, of course. You can expect daily installments.
Jim and Marybeth get it on
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When Marybeth saw the elegance of the hotel room Jim had rented, she was overwhelmed. She just stood still, almost in shock, as Jim kissed her neck, and began to undress her, one piece of clothing at a time.
Having grown up in the small town of Flora, Indiana, she had little sophistication. Her parents had taken her to Indianapolis, when she was a child, so that she could see a real, working escalator, there not being a closer one. So, to suddenly be in a hotel room designed for the ruling class of the world left her speechless.
She was, however, dimly aware that her clothes were falling away from her body, one piece of clothing after the other.
Quickly, she was reduced to wearing her panties, and nothing else. She woke from her reverie and insight as to how the rich live, to turn and look at Jim. She was not ashamed of her near nudity, and she smiled at Jim. He came to her and kissed her. As they kissed, his hands roamed all over her body, and Jim's roaming, roving, calloused hands felt divine against her smooth, feminine skin.
Marybeth in turn ran her hands through Jim's rich, brown hair. This really turned Jim on. The way she massaged his scalp as they kissed, and as he squeezed her ass, had both of them rising into a fever pitch. Without warning, Marybeth suddenly dropped to her knees. Jim was by now only wearing his briefs, and Marybeth quickly pulled them down.
Jim's already hard cock bounced up into her face, to say hello. Marybeth smiled, and she kissed the tip of Jim's cock. Nobody had ever given Jim a blowjob before, and the prospect that Marybeth would give him one, got him deliriously excited.
Even though almost every single porn video began with a blowjob, in contrast, in real life, at least for the girls Jim had scored with, all four of them, they were all grossed out by the idea of giving him a blowjob. Now with Marybeth doing it of her own volition, without Jim even hinting, well, he was blown away, so to speak!
Marybeth was bluffing. She had never given a blowjob before, but Jim was special, and she wanted to impress him. She knew a few things from having listened to other girls over the years, and in particular, that the most important thing was to hide your teeth! Others were to combine your mouth and your hands, and finally to keep looking up lovingly at the eyes of the man. Last, if you can handle it psychologically, swallow.
Marybeth had never even tasted cum before, but she was determined to be as good as possible and to outdo all the other girls who had given Jim blowjobs, not knowing that she was his first! She played with the head of his cock, licking it with her tongue, and then putting it into her mouth and swirling her tongue all around it. She kept eye contact with Jim, looking up at him lovingly.
At the same time, Marybeth caressed Jim's balls with her right hand. Jim groaned with pleasure, and his groan excited her, since it let her know she was doing good. Her friend Tara had once told her that guys love it when you suck their balls and hum at the same time, so she did that too. Then she pumped his cock with her hand, while her mouth sucked it, going up and down his cock. Jim's groans increased.
Much sooner than she thought, Jim warned her that he was going to cum. He had assumed she wouldn't want him to squirt into her mouth, but Marybeth ignored his warning, and paused for a second to tell him to cum in her mouth. Her saying that, with her innocent and gorgeous face, brought Jim over the edge, and with a huge groan he exploded, sending forceful jets of cum shooting up against Marybeth's tonsils. He shot four big squirts, and then a few little after squirts, and throughout, Marybeth held her own, maintaining a seal like a vacuum on Jim's beautiful cock.
Marybeth opened her mouth to show Jim his copious cum, and then she flamboyantly swallowed. Jim was beside himself at the experience. He fell backwards onto the bed, the happiest man in Paris at that moment.
