Also Adventures of the Lawnboy - Chapter 2
Thank you to Molly Cactus for encouraging me to publish a story. But a special thank you for her advice on how to make it better.
It was a very busy week. I had to finish the school year and now I had at least one lawn to go to every day after school, on my bicycle. But busy meant the week passed quickly. Then it was Saturday and I was cycling my way to Mrs. Wilson's house. I had my instructions in hand for what to do when I met Katie.
I walked the back door through the kitchen. Katie was sitting on the couch texting on her phone. Her red hair wavy was flowing down to her shoulders. She was wearing a red gingham blouse that highlighted the beautiful freckles on her face and chest, not to mention her hair again. The blouse was tied up to expose her flat tummy and belly button. Her long legs showed marvelously below her low rise cut off short denim jeans. She looked up at me with those bright green eyes and said. "Oh hi! You're the lawnboy right?"
"That's right. But before I start on the lawn, I have something to show you." I turned on the TV and the player. The couch came into view. I walked over to her and reached for her to stand up. She cooperated and I faced her toward the TV and I stood behind her. I put my hands gently on her shoulders.
She saw the couch and then her and her boyfriend came into view. "Oh no!" she exclaimed. "How did you get this?"
"Just relax. I just want to make you feel good. I am sure you want to cooperate," I could see the resolve on her face as I reached around and began to unbutton her blouse.
"What are you going to do to me? I am a virgin - you're not going to take advantage of me, are you? I did that with my boyfriend so he wouldn't take my virginity."
"Just relax. I want to see all of your beautiful body. And no I will not take your virginity, I promise." I removed her blouse and began to unhook bra.
"How can you say my body is beautiful when I have such little boobies?"
"To me, breasts are beautiful no matter what size they are. And beautiful, you really are beautiful. Beautiful long legs and beautiful freckles and that sweet tight tummy, everything about you is beautiful." I reached around and gently fondled a breast and my other hand slid down her tummy. I could feel her melting into me a little bit. Slowly my hand slid down and I could feel stomach contracting making room for my hand to slide into her pants. Cautiously, I slid my hand under her panties and I felt hair. After Mrs. Wilson it didn't occur to me that Katie would have hair down there. But it felt great and I was looking forward to seeing it. Would it be the beautiful red like the hair on her head? It seemed that her mound was rotating up in search of my fingers and I began to feel a little dampness.
I pulled my hand out and unbuttoned her jeans. Meeting no resistance, I slowly worked her pants and panties down. I went down on my knees and lifted one leg out and then another. On my way down I was almost distracted by the sight of her perfect butt.
I led her back to the couch, sat her down and pulled her to the edge. She was staring at me in fascination. Now she was totally distracted from what was on the TV. I spread her legs and pushed my nose close. I inhaled her scent. Her pussy and her red hairs were glistening. The smell was so sweet. I loved Mrs. Wilson's earthy smell, but this was even better.
"It doesn't smell good does it?"
"It smells better than any other I've put my nose to." Which was true out of the two.
Continuing to push her legs out as wide as I could, I kissed and licked her thighs on either side of her pussy. I gently caressed her thighs with my hands at the same time. I could feel her shiver and tingle as I caressed her thighs with tongue and fingers. Finally I licked up her lips as I had heard them called. That is a much better description than the scientific labia. The lips between her legs and the lips on her face both filled me with desire. I started working my tongue in between her lips and she started bucking into my face trying to force more attention from me. My face was getting wet from her actions, so I pulled away. Looking up at her while holding her down with me hands on her hips, she cried out. "Don't stop."
I pushed myself up to her face. I pressed my lips against her and forced my tongue into her mouth. Then I wiped my wet nose across her lips. "You really do taste delicious. Don't you agree? Have you ever tasted yourself before?"
"Please go back to what you were doing it was wonderful and I was so close."
"Answer me! You taste delicious don't you?"
"Yes, I taste delicious, please, please continue."
"So you're OK with me giving you pleasure?"
"Yes, yes as long as you don't try to stick your thing in me."
"I promise, only my tongue and maybe a little bit of finger."
I did go back down and rubbed my face on her hairy mound. The bright red colour was more vibrant than the hair on her head. It was so soft and sensual, she started squirming again right away, trying to increase the contact. I was enjoying my loving torture of her sex. Finally, I pushed my tongue between her lips, separating her folds and slurping up as much of her juice as I could. Slowly, I felt her little nubbin with my tongue and began sucking on it like it was a nipple that was going to give me milk. She began screaming an ecstatic song of thrilling delight. I felt my chin getting soaked as her vagina ejaculated her womanly fluids.
I was relentless sucking and driving her higher and higher until she gave a final scream and pushed my head away. I thought I killed her she was so lifeless on the couch. But she was still breathing, only passed out.
"Now, that was a marvelous performance." came the voice of Mrs. Wilson from the doorway.