Jeff Greegan was driving down the I40 just outside Little Rock. The eighteen-year-old had been given the car by his parents for his birthday, it's not as new or as expensive as some of the cars his friends are driving, but in his mind it's a classic, and really cool. His mobile rang, looking at the caller ID he answered.
"Hey dad" he said.
"Hi son, I was just wondering are you nearly there yet?" said his father.
"Yeah, I'm on the 40 and should be there in a few minutes" replied Jeff.
"Good, remember, when you get your room just text the room number, and enjoy the final part of your birthday present." Said his dad, before hanging up.
A few minutes later Jeff turned in to the motel, parked his car and walked into the reception. "Hi, can I get a room?" he asked the woman behind the counter, recalling the story he had made up, as to why he wanted a room and the false address he was going to use if he was asked for any details.
The woman looked up, she smiled, "Are you paying by cash or card?" she asked, apparently not requiring any of the information he had imagined she would need.
Tentatively he handed over the credit card his father had given him, and moments later the woman, looked up from her computer, handing back his card, she said, "Room 29, on the second floor." She pointed in the direction of the stairs, before returning to the soap she had been watching on the TV.
As he walked towards the stairs, Jeff pulled out his phone, and as he had been instructed, and texted the room number.
A few minutes away, a pretty blonde forty-year-old, sitting in the back of an Uber, looked at her phone, noting the number she received in the text message. She took a small mirror from her purse, giving a final check to her hair and make-up, a quick dab of lipstick, and she returned everything back to her purse. She was feeling a little nervous, this was her first time doing this, not half as nervous as the young guy she was meeting, she knew he was a virgin, but she wanted to give him a day he would remember for ever.
Her car pulled into the motel, she thanked the driver, and walked into the motel. She bypassed the woman behind the reception desk, walking confidently towards the staircase. She easily found room number 29 and knocked on the door.
"Come in", the voice sounded nervous.
She walked through the door, Jeff was sitting on the edge of the bed, a slight look of fear on his face as she entered.
"Hi M...." began Jeff.
She put her finger to her lips to silence him before he could finish his sentence. "Call me Jennifer, or Jenny if you like" she instructed him.
Jeff nodded, and she approached the bed, placing her purse on the small table beside the bed.
"This is your first time then, Jeff"? she asked him. He nodded again. "Then try to relax and we'll go really slowly, and hopefully you will take away some really good memories and a little experience for the future".
She sat on the bed beside him, she could feel him shaking with nerves. "Why don't we start with some kissing, and we will see where we go from there?" she suggested. She turned her head towards him, pursing her lips, his meeting hers halfway. Slowly their kiss progressed from, bare touches of their lips, to full French kissing when he finally built up the confidence to use his tongue. He was quite a good kisser she thought, despite his inexperience, and limited female companionship. As they kissed, his nervousness became obvious again, his hands were clamped down at his side, as if not sure what or where he was allowed to touch. Finally, after several minutes of kissing she felt his hand touch her knee, just below the hem of her dress, but on her knee his hand froze, as if restricted in movement.
She pulled away from their kiss, realising she would have to drive everything they would do. "How about you help me undress?" she asked, slowly standing up, turning her back to him, while looking over her shoulders, a glint in her blue eyes and a slight grin on her lips.
He stood up, his fingers shaking as he took hold of the zipper on her dress, nervously pulling it down. With the zipper open her dress fell to the floor. She stepped away from him, wearing only her bra and panties, she had debated with herself over what to wear, going through drawers of lingerie, but her decision to go simple didn't appear to disappoint him. Hs eyes were on stalks, as he looked her up and down, taking in every inch of her body. She unhooked her bra, her firm heavy breasts being welcomed by a gasp from jeff. As she pulled her breasts free, she noticed her own nipples were even beginning to show the first signs of arousal. Next, she hooked her fingers into her panties, pulling her thong down, wriggling it past her thighs.
Jennifer climbed onto the bed, Jeff still standing like a statue, watching every move her naked body made. She patted the bed beside her for him to join her, he did as she requested. With him alongside Jenny, they started kissing again, but this time she felt his hand brush against her, her side at first, slowly and tentatively moving upwards, nearly tickling her his touch was so gentle. But when his hand glanced off the side of her breast she was happy he was beginning to relax, beginning to explore and starting to enjoy himself.
Jeff had been feeling very nervous, not really sure about what he should or could do. What was appropriate and how forward was he allowed to be. His total lack of experience was leaving him confused. Any previous interactions with girls had got him no further than second base, but Jenny's nakedness was his cue to hopefully fulfil his dreams. He had listened to his friends that had lost their virginity and they seemed to possess a confidence he was yet to earn, his best friend Steve had lost his virginity about nine months ago, his parents were away and he had invited some of his school friends over to the house, at one point in the evening he had disappeared upstairs with Becky Letour, Jeff had followed them and standing outside the door listened to the sounds of them having sex, since then Steve always seemed to have a girlfriend in waiting while Jeff couldn't even get one date. Jeff often heard his sister talking with her friends and by the conversations he had realised that girls are more attracted to boys with experience, their ability in bed often being judged and definitely discussed, but even the lowest scorers on the girls scales were way ahead of guys like him.
Jeff's hand had reached Jenny's breast, the heavy weight and surprising softness of her flesh was not what he had expected, and the feeling of her areola poking out like small lumps as his thumb rubbed the tip of her breast was a very positive signal to him, he was obviously doing something right. Jeff broke their kiss, slowly moving down to her neck, kissing her soft skin, down to her shoulder blades and to her chest. He kissed her breast before taking her nipple between his lips, as he sucked her sensitive nubs they began to grow, getting harder as he flicked his tongue across her nipple. Jenny's chest was rising and lowering as her breathing seemed to get deeper, her hand caressing his back, acknowledging her willingness for him to continue.
"Why don't you get undressed Jeff"? Jenny asked. She had noticed that despite being fully clothed his obvious erection was fully visible as it attempted to break free from his pants.
He looked up to her, blushing, his first time to get undressed in front of a woman in such circumstances, but quickly began pulling at his clothes to remove them. As his cock became free, Jenny felt a sense of relief for the young guy, his cock even though he was still young appeared at least slightly bigger than the nations average size, in her opinion. It had been one issue on Jeff's mind, was he big enough, he had seen some of his friends undressed in the locker rooms in school but had never seen a real erection to compare his to, in the full knowledge that porn dicks were probably much bigger than normal guys. But he had noticed a slight grin from Jenny when he first revealed it, even a nod of approval from her which helped him to relax.
Jenny slid down the bed on to her back, spreading her legs to give Jeff a better view and access if he wanted. She didn't speak, but again he took his cue to his next step. He moved between her legs, his eyes drinking in the sight of her thighs and her pussy. She reached down, using two fingers she parted her outer pussy lips, revealing the depths of her pussy to him. It was at this moment that Jeff realised why he had heard pussies referred to as flowers, as Jenny's fingers spread the inner petals appeared revealing the contained inner secrets. He moved closer, her scent filling his nostrils, the light pink colour of her pussy, the glistening droplets of her natural lubricants, all light years ahead of the grainy porn movies he had been able to procure.
He leaned forward, kissing her inner thigh, she rested a hand on his head. He kissed her again, looking up searching for some guidance. Her hand guided his head towards her pussy, where he kissed her once more. His kiss lingered on her pussy, her hand scratching his head, his tongue flicked against her pussy, his first taste of her inner nectar reaching his taste buds. He continued licking and tonguing her pussy, soaking his own face and her inner thighs with the juices he was extracting. He heard her moan a couple of times, moans that he had only previously heard in porn films.
