This is yet another story from my friend Kelli, my friend the female collector. Enjoy!
AM
(Note from Kelli: You should read "The First Time" prior to this narrative. It will explain my first introduction to the wonderful world of sex, this is simply a continuation. --Kelli)
Jason and Friends
Jason and I were at our usual meeting place at the creek. And as usual, I'd just finished sucking him off and we were enjoying the afterglow of sex. I was also waiting for him to recover so we could continue our sexual pleasures. He was lying on the blanket and I had my head on his belly playing gently with his soft cock and his testicles. In that same position we often talked about things that were going on in our lives. It was summer and the warmth of the sun felt nice on my naked body.
"I talked to Andy last night," he said. "You went up there with him on Saturday, huh?"
I kissed his soft cock, then bit down on it. I didn't bite hard or try to hurt him, but just enough to sink my teeth into the delicious softness of it. He squirmed and moaned, but I kept pressing my teeth into the spongy softness until he touched me head in a sign of surrender. I pulled off and we both laughed. It was one of the enjoyable things that I'd discovered I could do with soft, limp cocks. When it wasn't hard and ready for sex, I could chew on it! Like soft candy.
Looking up at him, I nodded. "Yeah, he came down to pick me up ...he said you knew I was going with him?"
"Oh, yeah, sure ...he ask me a couple of days ago, but I couldn't go with y'all."
I sat up beside him, my hand still playing with his cock and testicles. "It was fun, but I missed you being there. He and his friends are ...well, they're all old, ya' know?"
He laughed. "Geez, Kelli, Andy is only ...what, twenty-two or something?" He laughed, "Hell, that ain't old."
"Oh, I know, I know. But it just seems ...well, strange, ya' know ...without you, I mean. Being the only young person, ya' know? I'd rather have you there."
He reached out and idly caressed my breast, his fingers lingering on my nipple. "You've got nice tits, Kelli ...nice nipples, too."
I looked down at his fingers and smiled. "Thanks, Jas ...that's nice of you to say."
One of the nicest things a boy can say to a girl with small breasts is to tell her that she has nice tits. It always made me want to lie down, spread my legs and open my mouth! I was still watching his fingers and smiling when he gripped my nipple and began to pull on it. He loved tugging at my nipples, stretching them. As the nipple stretched out further and further, I glanced up at him. He grinned and continued to pull at it. "I love your nipples, Kelli ...love to suck on them and love pulling on them,"
As the nipple stretched, I began to feel the slight pain. I looked at him and frowned. "If you keep pulling like that it'll hurt ...you know that, right?"
He laughed and pulled until I winced in pain. Then he let go and the nipple snapped back into place. I never really tried to prevent his enjoyment even though I could have easily reached up and stopped it. He enjoyed pulling on my nipple in much the same way as I enjoy biting on his soft cock. It was fun and we tried to let the other have as much fun as we could.
"How many guys were there?" He asked about the Saturday encounter with Andy.
I grinned at him and pulling on his soft cock as he'd done with my nipple. "At first it was just Andy and John, but Gary came over later in the afternoon."
"Gary's a nice guy. He's easy-going and fun. John's a bit of an ass, though!"
"Oh, c'mon," I said laughing. "He's not an ass! I like him even though he's a bit impatient and demanding." I pulled on his cock and grinned at him. "You just don't like him 'cause his cock is so much longer than yours!" I laughed.
"Geez, it is long, ain't it? How the hell long is it anyway, do you know?"
I shook my head. "No, not really. I heard Andy say it was nine inches, but...? I mean, no one measured it that I saw." I laughed and grinned at him. "But he sure likes to stick it in my throat, that's for sure!"
Jason laughed and began tugging on my nipple again. "God, I couldn't believe it that first time when you swallowed that whole damned thing!" He laughed. "Shit, I kept watching it slide in until his balls touched your nose, for god's sake!"
I laughed with him and remembered the incident. "It's fun if they don't try to force it in! Andy just tries to fuck my mouth and throat like he does my cunt ...shit, that hurts! John is slow and gentle about it ...it feels good."
"Hey, you know Tommy, don't you?" He asked, changing the subject to one of his best friends.
"Sure, he's nice. Why?"
He held his hands about two feet apart and grinned. "He's got a dick like that!"
I laughed and slapped him on the chest. "Oh, c'mon, Jas, ain't nobody got a dick that long!"
He laughed. "Okay, it ain't that long, but it's as big as John's, maybe longer."
I looked at him and tried to remember Tommy. He was tall but muscular, even if a bit on the slender side. He had darkish, blonde hair and blue eyes. I remembered him as being pretty nice, but hadn't spent much time with him. I certainly didn't know how big is cock was, that's for sure.
"Is it really that long?" I asked grinning. "I mean, you're not just saying that, are you?"
"No, hell ...in the locker room, everyone tries to hide when he goes to the showers. It's damned embarrassing for us!" He laughed and held up his hand, still about two feet apart.
Jason was my neighbor and my childhood playmate. His farm was just across the little creek from our farm. As kids we used to play down by the creek all the time in the nice weather, and in cold weather, we'd play in one of the barns. As we grew up, sex became an important and pleasurable part of our lives. He was older by a couple of years and went to a different school. The creek was the dividing line between the two different districts. In effect, I had two different sets of friends – the friends at my school, and Jason's friends at the other school. It was pretty easy to keep my different lives separated. I was a nice girl at my own school and was fast becoming known as a hot little slut at Jason's school!
When Jason and I started having sex, it wasn't as girlfriend/boyfriend, but as fun playtime and experimentation. We had sex for mutual comfort and pleasure. Love never entered into our play or our discussions. In fact, Jason had a steady girl friend at school and we often talked about some of his love problems. I didn't know what the hell love was or what it felt like, so I wasn't much help to him in that regard. But as much as he liked me sucking him off and fucking him, it amazed me that he was in love with a girl who would do neither for him! But that's okay, I guess, it just kept him coming back to me and I was more than happy to provide that service. I wanted to suck and fuck him, he wanted to be sucked and fucked, so we provided that mutual comfort to each other.
It's interesting how so many people will consider that a woman having sex with a man is doing him a favor without ever considering that it might be a favor to her. People love to proclaim that the woman is somehow giving up something of herself for the man instead of the other way around. A woman's pussy is not made of gold and diamonds, whatever we may like to think. A woman is a living, breathing human animal with urges for sexual enjoyment, yet we deny her the right to enjoy them. Or if she does, we call her a slut or a whore. And at the same time, we practically idolize a man who fucks to his hearts content. Strange how our society has programmed us all so thoroughly into that ridiculous philosophy, huh?
As the summer continued, Jason would drive us around the area and the little town near his school. Whenever he saw some of his friends, he'd introduce us. He was always careful to make sure that everyone understood that we were just neighbors and friends. He didn't want anything to get back to his girlfriend Angela. I was not his girlfriend and he certainly didn't introduce me as his sex partner!
After I fucked Jason's brains out that warm summer day, we were getting dressed and ready to return to our homes. He dressed quickly so he could watch me dress. He said he liked to keep me naked for as long as possible! Usually when I pulled on my t-shirt, he'd moan and groan as if in agony that my body was now all covered. I always laughed at his antics, but it made me feel pretty, beautiful and wanted and loved.
He came over close, hugged me and kissed me on the mouth. Then holding me tightly, he said, "Hey, maybe I'll bring Tommy over tomorrow, huh?"
I looked up at him and grimaced. "Oh, shit, Jason ...did you tell him about us?"