Chapter 11

“Do you remember my friend Sharon? I told her what we did the day after our first time, and she called me a liar. She said I was too much of a ‘nice’ girl to have pre-marital sex. You and I played innocent before, and we can again. How about this? I’ll come over to your house at nine tomorrow. I’ll park out back, so people won’t see my car on the street, and I’ll come home to get ready for work. You can pick me up there like always.” She started massaging me through my pants, so I did the same to her.

I dreamed about her all night and woke to the sounds of my parents leaving for work. I had a quick breakfast, showered and shaved, dressed in jeans and a tee, and changed the sheets on my bed.

At nine, Katie knocked quietly on the basement door. Her hair was in a pony tail, revealing her high forehead and delicate, pretty face. When she took her jacket off, it was obvious she wore no bra under her shirt, little nipples making points in the fabric. “I don’t think anyone saw me. Are your parents both at work?”

“They were leaving when I woke up. So were all the neighbors. Come in.”

“Look at what came in the mail.” She pulled an envelope from her purse and unfolded a copy of her divorce decree. “I’m legally single. We can do what we want.”

We kissed our way into the family room, fumbling with each other’s clothes. By the time we reached the open sofa bed, her shirt was on the floor, and her nipples were wet with my saliva. I pushed her against the wall and pulled her jeans and panties down, then knelt to remove them completely.

Her trimmed strawberry blond bush was in my face, so I raked the fine hair away with my fingers and licked. She steadied herself, ass against the wall, hands on my shoulders, parting her legs to give me better access. In seconds, her moisture coated my tongue.

Her breathing got ragged after a while. When her knees buckled, I helped her onto the bed. She pulled my clothes off and took my manhood in her hand. “I think I improved my skills in college, but I’d like your opinion.” She kissed my chest and then moved down, jacking me until her face was inches from my cock. I reached for her breast, but she batted my hand away and moved to lie on her belly between my legs. “No distractions, Ed.”

Her tongue snaked out to graze my glans, and her pale blue eyes sparkled. “I tied my hair back so you could watch.” She licked slowly from root to tip, gently fondling my balls. When a drop of pre-cum leaked out, she kissed it away. “I want you to just lie there.” She opened her mouth and took me inside, drooling spit on me when she withdrew and smearing it around.

Then she went down on me again, steadying herself with her hands on my pelvis, letting the weight of her lithe body force her throat to open. She gagged for a second and then pulled back, sucking so hard my cock make a popping sound as it left her mouth. “Do you like that?” She took me into her throat a few more times, jacking me when she came up for air.

“You’re gonna make me go off.”

“I hope so.” She went back to work, licking, rubbing, teasing, taking me shallow and then deep, worshiping me with her mouth and hands, willing me to ejaculate. My hips started moving, and she bore down, so the first stream of cum bypassed her mouth completely.

She withdrew a little and let me watch myself empty the rest onto her tongue. She worked it around in her mouth like she was savoring the taste and then swallowed. “Well?”

“I never got a blowjob like that.”

“So I’ve improved.”

“I thought you were good before, but hell yeah.”

She moved up in the bed, and I put my hand between her legs. “You’re even wetter now.”

“Not as wet as I’ll be with your dick in me.”

It didn’t take long at all for my erection to return. She fondled it, teasing my length with gentle strokes of her fingernails. “I want to be on top.”

I lay on my back and grabbed her ass when she straddled me. Instead of pushing her down toward my penis, I moved her up so her pussy was above my face. Her eyes twinkled in anticipation. “You like eating me out, don’t you?”