Chapter 8

Jenna took the head and a bit more into her mouth, swishing her tongue around as if conducting a taste test. Then she released it. Jake was happy because after a few more seconds and he felt like he was gonna blast the top of her head off with his orgasm.

Jenna then licked the cockhead, once, twice, three times, then took it into her mouth again, her hand starting to stroke the shaft up and down.

Jake snuck another look and saw that Jenna had shifted a bit, this affording a look at what she was doing under the t-shirt. The light was muted because its direction was more at him, but Jake could see her fingers rubbing the top of her slit, with some fine blonde hair visible along the sides.

When Jenna whimpered, the slight vibrations traveled the length of his cock, and Jake couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Gawd,” he muttered softly, and as he realized his faux pas, he simultaneously saw Jenna’s hand fly away from her folds, felt her mouth vacate giving him head, and felt the sting of the bright light as it hit him in the eyes.

“Oh shit!” said Jenna, trying to get up on now wobbly legs, but Jake was pretty quick and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back toward him. Jenna shifted weight and lost her balance, crashing down on him.

“Relax,” he said, his voice soft and whispered, “It’s okay, I’m not mad.”

Jenna, who had started to fumble around in a second attempt to leave, stopped and simply looked at him.

“I’m sorry,” she said, and Jake could see tears forming in her eyes. “I’m s-s-sorry, I just, I’ve never seen...” and the young girl buried her face in Jake’s shoulder and began crying softly.

Jake was unsure of what to do, but, compassion won, so he pulled the blanket partially over Jenna and then held her while she was on top of him, and just let her cry, telling her softly “It’s okay, don’t be upset, it’s okay Jenna” again and again.

It took a couple of minutes but the quiet sobbing ceased and he could feel her breathing coming back to normal.

Jenna lifted her head a bit and looked at Jake, a silly look on her face.

“Um, Jake?” she asked.

“Yes?”

“I think you are still hard, or is that--”

“Definitely not a banana.” He smiled back at her.

She giggled and buried her face once more in his shoulder.

“So you’re a virgin?” asked Jake, out of the blue.

He felt Jenna stiffen at his inquiry. She started to lift up and roll a bit. He tightened his grip on her.