Maria and Joe

Maria is jarred awake by an unfamiliar sound. Ring! Ring!

"Hello," says Joe. "Yes. 930? Sounds great, thanks! Bye."

Maria sits up and looks over the back of the couch toward Joe who is standing in a small hallway.

"Joe! You have a telephone?" Maria screams in a surprised voice. Maria had seen phones before but had never used one. Having a telephone inside the home was a concept that hadn't quite made it to Canadian farming communities. In fact, most lower, middle-class homes in New York didn't even have private phones in them. Joe must be a man of some importance for him to have his own line. Maria was quite impressed.

"Of course I have a phone." Joe responded. "A man in the delivery business such as myself needs to be able to be contacted by his clients any time, day or night."

"Can I see it, Joe?" asked Maria.

"Sure thing kid, come on over." he answered.

Maria moved from the couch to the hallway and stood squarely facing the phone on the wall with Joe standing behind her.

"How does it work?" she asked.

"Easy," he said. "Pick up this part here, it's the receiver. You put that part up to your ear." Maria put the receiver up to her and heard a female voice on the other side.

"Hello, operator speaking, how may I connect your call?"

Maria was blown away to be talking to another person who could have been miles away. In her excitement she sat the receiver back into its holder, disconnecting the call.

"Oh no, I think I broke it." she said.

"Don't worry, it's not broken, you just hung up." he assured her.

"What are these numbers here for Joe?" she asked

"Those numbers are how you make a direct call. Direct calls bypass the operator and allow you to connect directly with the person you would like to speak to. I have a direct line, Maria. My number is 0678. So if at any time you're here in the city, if you ever need to talk to me you just dial those numbers and the phone will ring here and I can talk to you." said Joe.

"Can you teach me how to dial?" she asked.

"Easy peasy!" Joe said as he scooted closer to her until his chest just made contact with her back. Joe reached down and grabbed Maria's right hand with his own. Maria didn't know if it was the excitement of using a telephone for the first time or the feeling of Joe against her body, but her breathing became slightly heavier. Joe raised her hand up to the rotary dial and placed her finger in the zero ring and rotated the dial clockwise.

"Now release it." he said.

The pair repeated the process for the last three numbers. Maria took a deep breath and said, "this is amazing, Joe!"

"I'm glad you like it!" he said.

Maria relished this new experience but was not so awestruck that she didn't notice the way Joe's body felt pressed against hers. The lower part of his chest touched just at her shoulder blades. Without thought she gently nestled further into his chest so her head came to rest just under his chin. Because of the pressure of his hand on her hand Maria hadn't noticed that Joe's left hand had fallen ever so gently down to her hip where it rested comfortably. A sly smile crept across Maria's face at this discovery. Allowing her thoughts to move further down, she realized that there was something round softly resting toward the top of her right butt cheek.

She instantly realized that Joe's large cock was pressed up against her juicy peach of an ass. Feeling this made Maria quiver. Maria took a sharp deep breath and instinctively and subconsciously pressed her ass harder against his meaty cock. The two lingered there momentarily. Not long enough to make things awkward, but long enough that the two of them were well aware that the contact they were making was welcomed and wanted.

"Ahem" Joe cleared his throat. "Probably oughta get you on back to your dorm now, Maria."

"Yes, Joe, thank you for letting me stay here last night and for taking care of me since I arrived." she said.

The pair gathered their things, got in Joe's truck and headed to the Mainard School of Performing Arts.

"Thanks again for the ride and for everything else you've done for me, and for not murdering me, Joe!" Maria said happily.

"It was my pleasure, doll face. And remember if you ever need anything just dial 0678." he said.

Maria exited the truck and stood looking at the dormitory whose door was now open. She took a deep breath and thought to herself, finally I've made it home. Maria excitedly walked up the walk, up the steps and into the building. Once inside she saw the signs for the room numbers and headed up the proper staircase to the second floor and room number 27.

Maria opened the door and walked into the dorm room. The room was dimly lit with an Edison bulb so Maria walked over to the window and drew back the curtain to let the morning light in. The new light revealed 4 twin sized beds, 3 of which had obviously been used the night before. Maria sat her small suitcase and handbag on the floor and threw herself back onto the undisturbed bed. Her mind began to race with fanciful thoughts of how amazing the year would be and how many wonderful friends she could make here. Maria's daydreams were interrupted by the sound of the large wooden bedroom door opening.

"Hello ladies." Maria said to the 3 young women who entered the room.

"Hi, you must be Maria." said the tall, thin, blonde bombshell standing in front of her. "My name is Florence. This is Betty. And this is also Maria. We're your roommates."

Maria was excited to meet her roommates, but also instantly felt insecure. Back home she was easily the most beautiful girl within 100 square miles. Here, as she stood staring at the beautiful women in front of her, she wasn't even the prettiest girl in the room. Even worse, she wasn't even the prettiest girl named Maria in the room.

"What happened to your dress?" asked Florence.

"When I got off the train last night I was trying to get a taxi and one came by and splashed muddy water all over me!" Maria shared.

"Good thing it's an old ratty dress, and not one of your nice ones." Florence barked.

Betty and hotter Maria chuckled at the quip. Maria could feel the tears start to fill her eyes. How mean could these girls be to make fun of her dress as a dirty rag the first time she met them. She hung her head so the girls couldn't see her eyes.

"Yeah, it's a good thing. That would have been pretty tragic." said Maria quickly. "It was lovely meeting you girls, but I could really use a hot shower after the night I had."

Maria gathered the things she would need for a shower and quickly headed off to the communal bathroom. Once inside she stepped into the shower stall and quickly turned on the water to help muffle the sound of her soft cries. She stripped naked hanging her soiled dress over the stall wall. After checking the water temperature with her hand she stepped under the head letting the water hit her directly in the face. Only Maria knew that she was crying, but she thought if she could mix her tears with the water she could convince herself that she wasn't.

As Maria soaked in the steam from the shower she couldn't help but wonder how she had gotten here. She had always dreamed of coming to New York and having an amazing adventure that no one from home could have ever dreamed to have. But so far, in less than 24 hours, the dream had turned into a nightmare. Maria began to wonder if she had made a mistake by coming here. She imagined being back home and surrounded by her family, and somewhat more importantly her best friend Graff.

Graffton Hodges had been Maria's best friend since they were small children. Hodges Farms was less than a mile up the road from Maria's family's farm. There were several families in the area that had kids the ages of Graff and Maria, but the two hit it off instantly from the moment they met. While the other boys would go off rough housing, fishing, and tree climbing, Graff was content to spend his days in the hayloft playing school and house with Maria in the barn. Graff was a bit of a pudgy kid, sandy blonde hair, kind blue eyes, and a bit of a stutter when he was young, though he grew out of it by his 10th birthday. He was very bright, much too bright to stay stuck on the farm. He could have grown up to be anything. And Maria reminded him of this often.

Being different from most of the boys in the area made him a bit of a target for the taunts of the meaner kids. But Graff didn't seem to mind too much. He found a safe haven in Maria and she was grateful to have his friendship as well. The two were inseparable.

As they grew into teenagers Maria often thought they'd fall in love, move away to an exotic place, and live a bigger life than what their town could offer. But Graff never really seemed to get on board with that plan. He definitely noticed as she matured and grew into her fine specimen of an ass. He'd often say, "Mare, that's one sultry peach you got there. If that was on my plate for supper I'd sop it up with a biscuit."

She would occasionally notice him from time to time admiring her backside just like the other boys. But that's just about where his interest in her physically seemed to end. For Graff's 18th birthday, Maria didn't have any money to get him a gift and she felt as though the homemade gifts she had made him in the past just wouldn't do for such a special occasion. When the day came Graff came over to Maria's house like he often did after completing his chores. Marie was waiting on the porch as Graff made the corner to walk up the drive.

"HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY GRAFFTON HODGES!" Maria yelled at the top of her lungs.

Never one to like attention, Graff just shook his head and blushed as he finished the walk up to her porch. She gave him a big hug and sang happy birthday to him.

"You are way too much!" he told Maria.

"I'll never be too much for Graffton Hodges, you love me, and you will always love me!" she replied. "I have a special surprise just for you on this most important day of your birth. Follow me, it's in the barn."

Maria took Graff by the hand and led him proudly to the barn and up to the hayloft where they had spent countless days playing as children. Once up the ladder they stood before a blanket spread across a bed of hay.

"Oh gee, a used horse blanket! Maria, you shouldn't have." joked Graff.

"No silly, the blanket isn't your gift. You and me, we're adults now. And as adults it's time that we start learning about adult things. So that's your gift today. I am going to show you me and you can learn all about me as a woman and then I'll learn all about you as a man. That way when the time comes for us to find who we love and marry them we'll both know what we're doing and we won't have anything to be nervous about." Maria explained.

"I don't know Mare, isn't that a little strange. I've never done anything like that and I just don't know if I'm comfortable with that. Boy and girl stuff has always made me kinda nervous." Graff said.

"Don't worry Graff, I'll go first. You can learn on me and then I can learn on you second and we can stop anytime you want. Come on, we'll make it fun."

"If you really think we should, I'll go along with it." he reluctantly agreed

Maria kicked off her boots effortlessly. She then grabbed the bottom of her cotton shirt and slowly raised it over her head and flung it off to the side of the blanket. She faced Graff head on and looked at his expressionless face as she reached both hands behind her and unclasped her bra. She gave a little wiggle to get the straps to fall off of her shoulders exposing her barely-there breasts. Graff continued to sit there, unmoved by what he was seeing.

"Seriously, Graff? Nothing?" Maria asked.

Graff tilted his head to the side with a sly smirk and shrugged his shoulders. But, Maria knew she had a secret weapon that would definitely get him to join the party. Maria slowly began to unbuckle her belt. And then unbuttoned the top button of her jeans. She turned to the side so Graff could see the outline of her perfect little bubble butt. This well planned move finally brought a smile to Graff's face. She unbuttoned the last 3 buttons of her jeans and very slowly pulled the waist of the jeans down uncovering the firm cheeks of her ass. Graff began to slow clap in appreciation of the exquisite art work he was now gazing upon. The sweet juicy peach that all the boys wanted was laid out bare in front of him. Even Graff could appreciate that!

She was now standing here completely nude, except her socks, for Graff to see. She was surprised at how easy it was to be naked in front of him. She was proud of her body, as she should have been, but she expected to be at least a little nervous to have a man looking at her completely naked. But she had already bared her soul completely to him over the years of their friendship, so maybe baring her body was a small feat in comparison. She moved her hands up to her nipples and gently twisted them instantly making them hard. Her breasts may not stick out as far as she would have liked, but she knew her nipples would be up to the task of poking out.

Maria motioned for Graff to come over to her.

"You can touch me anyway you'd like." she told him.

Graff was nervous and didn't immediately make a move. She grabbed his hands and moved them up to her breasts. He gently cupped one tit in each hand. Hardly handfuls. He then slowly moved his hands around to her back and drug his fingertips down either side of her spine until he reached her ass. These cheeks were more than handfuls and Graff gladly took one in each hand and gave a good squeeze. He then pulled up on them so hard he lifted her off the ground momentarily. Maria giggled.

"I should have known you were a butt guy." she laughed.

She took his hands and led him down to the blanket and had him lay beside her. She was lying on her back. Her perky nipples pointed toward the sky and she rested his hand on her stomach. She took a few slow deep breaths and brought her feet up next to her ass so her knees were bent. She put her hand on top of his and slid it down her stomach and through the small mound of pubic hair that topped her pussy.

"Touch me here." she said, guiding his fingers to her swelling clit. She let out a few soft moans of pleasure as her pussy began to get wet.

"I want you to use your mouth." She told him. Graff seemed a bit disinterested in the act, but he loved the idea of seeing his friend become lost in pleasure so he agreed. He moved down and positioned himself between her legs and started to mimic the motions his fingers were making on her clit with his tongue. It was a smell and taste that was all together new to him. Not unpleasant, but definitely not his favorite.

After a few minutes Maria found herself getting worked up into a frenzy.

"Just stick your tongue out flat!" she commanded. Graff obliged.

Maria squeezed her thighs against the sides of his head. All the sounds of the outside world instantly became muffled for him. She grabbed his sandy blonde hair with both hands and pulled his face hard into her pussy. She ground her clit as hard as she could against his tongue. He felt her entire body tense up and begin to shake.

"Ahh, ahh, fuuuuuuck!" screamed Maria as she went limp and released Graff from the death grip she had on him.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry if I hurt you." he asked

Maria lay there taking a few moments to catch her breath until she could finally speak.

No, Graff, you didn't hurt me. That felt amazing!" she exclaimed.

Graff sighed with relief. She repeatedly thanked him for making her feel so good. She pulled him up towards her face, grabbed him by the chin and brought his face down to hers. She kissed him slowly. She could taste her pussy still lingering on his mouth. She invited it in and was surprised at how much she enjoyed the taste.

"Okay, birthday boy, now it's your turn." she said.

Maria didn't bother taking off his shirt. She had seen him shirtless a million times. Instead she straddled his knees and began to undo his belt. Graff grabbed her hands and said, "Are you sure? You really don't have to do this."

"I'm sure." she said truthfully. "I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

Maria slid his jeans and underwear down around his knees. She stared fondly at the first cock she had ever seen. She reached down and took it in her hand. She had small hands and it limply filled up her palm. She clumsily wrapped her fingers around it and began massaging it with her fingers in a rolling motion.

She was definitely no expert, but had seen enough breeding on the farm to know that something should have been changing with his soft dick. She looked up towards his face as he was staring off blankly into the distance.

"What's wrong, Graff?" she asked, concerned.

"I don't know, something just doesn't seem right." he answered.

She felt a bit of sadness sweep over her. Some of it was the sadness that she couldn't please the man in front of her. Most of it was sadness that her best friend couldn't feel the same joy and release he had given her.

"It's okay. Just close your eyes and think of something that would make you feel amazing and focus on that." she advised.

Graff closed his eyes tightly. She didn't know where his mind went, but she was determined to help her friend. Maria positioned herself perpendicular to his hips and slowly lowered her mouth toward his prick. She used her tongue to help coax the head of his dick into her mouth. She instinctively swirled her tongue around the head and gently sucked to draw more of his cock into her mouth. She could finally feel his shaft getting harder and thicker. "Success!" She thought she slowly bobbed her head up and down the length of his cock. She could feel him start to squirm uncontrollably beneath her. Afraid she might accidentally bite his dick she removed him from her mouth and began frantically stroking him with her right hand. Eyes closed tight Graff let out a few guttural groans before 3 successive ropes of cum erupted from the head of his dick and down the back of Maria's hand.

Graff kept his eyes closed for a few more minutes. Maria sat naked staring at the cum on the back of her hand. Definitely not the buckets of semen they'd drain from the bull when it was breeding season, but a respectable load none-the-less.

Having been surprised at how much she liked the taste of her pussy from Graff's mouth, she couldn't help but wonder if his spunk was equally tasty. She raised her hand to her mouth and pressed the cum against her lips. She then licked her lips to get a little taste. Pleased at that, she stuck out her tongue and ran it the length of the back of her hand scooping up a good amount of his jizz into her mouth. She held it there for a moment, closed her eyes, and swallowed it down. When she opened her eyes she saw that Graff had watched her taste test.

"Can I try?" he asked timidly.

Maria leaned down to kiss him the way that he had kissed her with her pussy juices on his mouth. Graff shook his head and said, "no, can I try that?" looking at Maria's hand. Maria slowly moved her hand toward his face trying to not let any of his nut slide off. He took her hand and licked the length of it, just as she had. He closed his eyes, swallowed, and let out a sigh of release and relief. It would be at least 2 more years before Maria would be able to speculate at the true meaning of that interaction.

Maria took the edge of the blanket and cleaned the two of them up. She then kissed the birthday boy on the forehead and told him she hoped he enjoyed his gift. Maria never asked him where he went in his mind when he closed his eyes. She felt as though if he wanted her to know he would share it willingly. The two never spoke of the birthday gift ever again. But their friendship continued to thrive and grow, and they felt closer than ever.