New horizons a sexual journey.
It was now May of 1986.
Jo and Pat had been together for three months.
A month earlier they had given up their virginity to each other after Jo's huge argument with her very strict catholic parents and her aunt, the nun, with whom she had a room.
After that first night, Jo's aunt gave her an ultimatum. She was to return to her room every night or she could find alternative accommodation. Jo's aunt could not have the scandal of her niece staying out with her boyfriend overnight. Besides, the church did not approve of such behaviour. Seeing that Jo was on a work experience and only temporarily in London, and with rooms being extremely hard to find there wasn't really any choice.
Jo pleaded with her aunt to allow her some freedom as she also wanted to socialize with her work colleagues. London is not a safe city for young women at night and sometimes it was better to 'crash' on a friend's sofa that to take the Tube home.
After two weeks of pleading, they reached a compromise. Jo could only stay with friends who had a telephone in their flat, and her aunt would be able to call at all times. Jo was delighted as she knew she would occasionally be able to figure a way around this. (In 1986 there were no mobile phones and no internet.)
For the first week after they had given up their virginity to each other, Pat worked late shifts to cover for a colleague who was on vacation. Jo would be leaving work just as Pat arrived and apart from a kiss and a cuddle, they couldn't really do much together. The anticipation of their first day together again made both skittish.
Finally, after a week, Jo and Pat had the same day off work.
Jo rose early and told her aunt she was off to the Surrey countryside with friends from work and would probably be quite late back. She promptly left her room and headed to Belsize Park Tube station, changing at Kings Cross to the Victoria line which would take her to Finsbury Park.
Waiting at the entrance to the station was Pat, with a single rose in his hand. Jo flew at him and covered him with kisses. With Pat laughing, she exclaimed. "Oh, I have missed you so much. I couldn't wait to see you and hold you again."
They held hands and walked down the street to Pat's shared flat and after climbing the stairs, they fell breathless into the kitchen.
Pat, the gentleman asked. "Can I take your coat Jo?"
"Fuck that!" exclaimed Jo. "I'm getting naked right now and you are going to fuck my brains out. I am so horny I could spontaneously explode."
Breathlessly she ordered Pat. "Lose the clothes Pat. I want that delicious cock inside me ASAP!"
Pat laughed and started to take off his sweater and T-shirt, but it wasn't quick enough for Jo. She opened his belt and the top button of his jeans. Then the zipper was open, and she pulled his jeans and shorts in one swift pull, leaving Pat with his jeans around his ankles and shoes and socks still in place.
Jo pounced on Pats feet and pulled his shoes off followed rapidly by his socks.
Jo had dressed for comfort, with no bra and no panties. In one swoop she removed her blouse and shorts and jumped naked onto the bed.
"Come on big boy." She called. "Let's get busy."
Pat dived at her and tackled her to the bed. He kissed her on the lips, the nose, the chin. He kissed behind her ears and in the nape of her neck.
Jo was giggling. "You don't need to get me in the mood Pat. I'm horny as hell already. No foreplay necessary."
Pat looked her in the eyes and sighed. "I have missed my beautiful Jo so much too."
Jo hugged him tightly to her and reached down to grab his swollen cock. She spread her legs and pulled him to her dripping sex. "Please Pat." She begged. "Please."
"As you asked so nicely." He replied, remembering their first kiss, and slid gently inside her.
"Yessss!" hissed Jo in his ear. "That is what I have been dreaming about all week."
They made gentle love for a while, relishing the warmth and feeling each other's body respond to the movement.
Pat slid his hand onto Jo's clit and rubbed gently, causing a sharp intake of breath.
She was so horny and wound up, that it didn't take long for her first orgasm of the day to announce its arrival. Just like her first ever orgasm, her breasts were on fire and every touch to her body was like a tiny electric shock. Tingling sensations ran from her hardened nipples up through her neck and face, and her eyes drifted off to another, most fulfilling and pleasurable place. With a shudder and a twitch her body submitted to the wave of intense desire and completeness which swept over her.
Pat slowed his strokes down almost to a stop, and they lay there with his engorged erection still buried completely inside Jo's pussy. They searched each other's eyes for an answer without understanding what the question really was.
Jo kissed Pat again and again. She kissed him everywhere her lips could reach but didn't let his cock slide out of her.
"I don't ever want to let you out of me." She said. "I want you to fill me up like this every minute of the day."
Pat smiled and gently replied. "Me too, Jo. Me too."
"But you Pat. What about you.?" asked Jo.
"I'm not finished yet." He replied.
"Ooh that is promising." Said Jo enthusiastically.
Pat began to move slowly in and out of Jo's now dripping pussy. Jo had come down from the high of her climax and moved with the rhythm. The warmth of her pussy clamped Pat's rock-hard cock as he sawed in and out of her.
Faster, faster they went as their breathing became ever deeper and heavier. Harder and harder they went until Pat was slamming his cock completely into Jo's ever hotter pussy, pulling almost fully out of her just to slam into her again.
Jo was begging him. "Harder Pat, harder. Fuck me harder."
They were both covered in a sheen of sweat when Pat cried out. "Uh Jo, I'm Cumming."
"Yes Pat. Do it. Fill me up. I want you to come inside me." She answered.
Not needing a second invitation, Pat's cock swelled, his ball sack became tight, and the floodgates opened. Spurt after spurt of hot semen filled Jo's cunt until there was no more left in him.
Pat collapsed onto Jo, and she held him tight to her breast. No words were said. No words were needed. They were both gasping for breath.
Pat's now limp cock slid out of Jo followed by a stream of juices onto the bed.
Jo was first to speak. "And that was what I was dreaming of all week." She rolled over and took Pats face between her hands and kissed him on the mouth. Pat slid his tongue into her and soon they were dueling with their tongues in a passionate embrace.
"You're beautiful Jo. I Love you." He said.
"And I love you too Pat." She answered with tears of joy in her eyes.
Pat grabbed Jo in his arms and hugged her as close as he could.
"I have never said that to a girl before." Pat said. "But I have missed you so much this week, I couldn't concentrate on anything at work. I saw your face everywhere I went. I smelled your scent in every shop. I tasted you at every meal. I have been completely and utterly possessed by you and I love it."
Jo had a grin on her face as wide as it could go. She hugged Pat back and laid her head on his chest.
They fell gently into sleep locked in their embrace.
Some hours later, Pat awoke to find Jo still asleep in his arms. He needed to pee and untangled himself from her arms, to slide out of bed and make his way to the bathroom.
When he returned Jo had woken and sat with sleepy eyes in bed with the duvet over her.
"I missed you when you were gone." She said
"I only went for a pee. I was gone less than a minute." Pat answered.
"Come to me, I want to hold you." Pleaded Jo.
