Chapter 25: The Joy of Sex

February 24, 2001, Chicago, Illinois

🎤 Jesse

I stood up and took Joy’s hand and led her upstairs to my room. I was really surprised by how things had developed, but I was happy with how things had turned out. When we got to my room, I turned on the lights, closed and locked the door, then turned on the stereo.

“What music do you want me to put on?” I asked.

“If you have Hi Infidelity by REO or Chicago 17, either is good.”

“You like 80s music?”

“My dad plays it a lot and I think it’s really good.”

“Same here!”

I decided on Chicago 17, put the CD in the tray then pressed ‘Play’, and Stay the Night began playing. Joy giggled and I turned around.

“What?” I asked.

“Well the song, but I can’t believe I’m going to lose my virginity to a Freshman!”

“If you think you can do better...” I smirked.

“You’re that good?”

“It’s the only thing I do better than hockey and poker!”

“Well, if how you played poker tonight was an indication, it’ll last a few seconds!” she smirked.

“That was the first time,” I chuckled. “It’s not a problem now!”

“So,” Joy giggled nervously, “about those kisses...”

“You came all the way to Chicago for those?” I asked with a grin.

“And to see you play hockey! You were really good! I hope you’re telling the truth about being better at this!”

“Let’s find out!” I grinned.

I held out my arms and Joy came to me. We melted together, our bodies pressed tightly together as our lips, then tongues met in a fiery kiss. Joy’s body felt very good against mine, and I responded in the most predictable way. Joy couldn’t help but notice my obvious erection, and shifted to grind her crotch against it. I broke the kiss to make sure it was OK to go further.

“OK to take off your sweater?” I asked.

Joy giggled softly, “They taught us about consent, but you don’t have to keep asking. I can say ‘stop’.”

I didn’t reply, I simply moved my hands to the bottom of her sweater and gently tugged it upwards. Joy raised her hands over her head so I could pull the sweater over her head. When I pulled it off her arms, I tossed it onto my loveseat, then reached around and unhooked her bra. I pushed the straps off her shoulders and they caught in the crook of her arms. I gently tugged it away and tossed it on top of her sweater.

“Awesome!” I breathed, taking in her gorgeous boobs.

They were round, and firm, and had large pink nipples which just begged to be sucked, and like the sailors drawn to the sirens, I couldn’t resist. I lowered my mouth and ran my tongue in a circle around one of her nipples, then sucked it into my mouth. I teased her nipple with my tongue and suckled gently, causing Joy to moan.

I wasn’t comfortable and wanted to get her into bed, so I released her nipple, stood up straight, and moved my hands to her jeans. She didn’t protest when I unbuttoned and unzipped them, and wiggled her hips to help me get them down. I knelt in front of her and she put her hand on my shoulder so she could step out of her jeans. I kissed her bare stomach just above her pink cotton panties, noticing a small wet spot between her legs and inhaling deeply of her girl scent.

I hooked my fingers in her panties and gently pulled them down, revealing downy blonde pubic hair and puffy pussy lips which glistened with her juices. She stepped out of her panties, and I tossed them, along with her jeans onto the loveseat. I removed her socks one by one, and tossed them on top of her jeans, then stood up and took a step back to admire Joy’s completely naked sexy body.

“How come you still have all your clothes on?” she asked, hands on her hips.

“That’s YOUR fault!” I smirked.

“Brat!” she exclaimed, but then moved to unbutton my rugby shirt.

She undressed me until I was just wearing my briefs, then took a deep breath and let it out before carefully removing them.

“Wow!” she breathed. “I uhm, didn’t realize how big they were in real life!”

I held out my arms and Joy tentatively molded her body to mine, trapping my dick between us and pressing her boobs against my chest. I moved my hands to her butt and pulled her against me. She moaned softly and ground against me, her pubic hair tickling my rock-hard shaft. We began kissing again, and Joy squirmed in my arms as our tongues swirled around each other.

After kissing for a couple of minutes, I moved us over to the bed, yanking the duvet down so we could get in. I had promised to kiss her everywhere, and that’s what I did, starting with her forehead, and slowly working my way down to her chest so I could suck her nipples and run my tongue around each of them before kissing my way down her stomach, then down and up each leg.

Before I gave her the kiss I REALLY wanted, I had her turn over, and kissed her neck, then down her back before kissing her gorgeous butt cheeks, and down and up each leg. Finally, I had her turn over again, moved between her legs, and planted a kiss in the center of her soft pubic hair. Joy sucked in her breath, then squeaked when I kissed the spot where her pussy lips joined, putting just a bit of pressure on her button.

“Oh, wow!” Joy moaned.

I opened my mouth, lowered it to her pussy, and closed it around her clit, gently running my tongue over it.

“Ungh!” Joy groaned. “Right there, Jesse!”

I sucked, licked, and teased her until, a few minutes later, she squealed, squeezed my face with her thighs, and shuddered, a gush of juices covering my chin. I released her clit and gently pressed my tongue into her pussy and swirling it around for a minute before I returned my attention to her clit. Joy groaned at the contact and a couple of minutes later had another orgasm. I raised my head, then moved up on top of her, allowing the tip of my dick to rest on her pussy lips.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

Joy opened her eyes, smiled, and nodded quickly several times.

I slowly pushed into Joy and she gasped as the head of my dick slipped past her pussy lips. I waited a few seconds, then pushed forward again, slowly sliding into her. She didn’t have an actual cherry, but Bethany’s book had said lots of girls didn’t, so I simply continued pushing into her until I was all the way in.

“Oh, wow!” Joy gasped. “I feel so full!”

“You OK?”

Joy giggled, “I’m ready for you to fuck me! Make it REALLY good!”

I lowered my lips to hers, Joy wrapped her arms and legs around me, and I began slowly fucking her. She broke the kiss after a minute.

“Amazing,” she breathed.

We started kissing again and she began moving with me, raising her hips as I slid into her and lowering them as I pulled back. She felt really good under me, and her pussy felt even better around my dick. Soon, she started squeezing her muscles each time I pushed into her, making it feel even better, and I began grinding against her each time our pubic hair mashed together between us.

About five minutes after we started, Joy broke our kiss, groaned, and had an orgasm. That seemed to trigger something, as she started humping harder. I took the hint and began thrusting more forcefully and soon we were fucking at a moderate pace. Another orgasm for her caused her to go into a frenzy, and we began fucking like crazed bunnies! Her next orgasm was huge, and mine was triggered by the strong spasms of her pussy. I pushed deep inside her and ground against her as cum spurted out of my dick.

We both tried to catch our breath and I simply stayed on top of her, my head next to hers.

“Unreal,” she breathed about five minutes later.

I decided to make it even better, and gently pulled out. She whimpered, but then gasped when I closed my mouth around her clit. She bucked her hips and moaned and groaned until she had another orgasm. I didn’t stop until I’d given her another one, pushing my tongue deep into her as she came. When her orgasm passed, I moved up the lie next to her.

“I guess it’s my turn to kiss you,” she said about ten minutes later, after her breathing returned to normal.

“Yes, please!” I exclaimed, anticipating the feel of her luscious lips on my dick.

“Uhm, I’ve never, uhm, given a blowjob,” she said with a nervous laugh.

“Pretend it’s an ice cream cone,” I replied. “And then a popsicle. And you can use one hand to stroke me.”

“How much comes out?” Joy asked. “It felt like a lot when you squirted inside me.”

“Not even a mouthful,” I replied. “Like a teaspoon or two.”

“What does it taste like?”

“I can’t really say,” I replied. “I mean, I’ve tasted it when I kiss a girl after, but then it’s in her mouth. It’s not gross. I kissed you with you all over my lips and tongue!”

Joy laughed, “I didn’t even think about it. I was so excited, I just wanted you inside me! Kiss me?”

I kissed her again, our tongues exchanging the combined flavor, though I knew it had dissipated because of how long it had been between me licking her and me kissing her.

“It’s not bad,” she said.

“One sec,” I chuckled.

I moved down and made sure my tongue and lips were covered with our joint fluids, then moved up to kiss her deeply.

“Weird! But it wasn’t gross at all,” she replied when I broke the kiss.

“I sure don’t think so!”

“Is that normal? For a guy to put his tongue in a girl after they have sex?”

“I don’t know. It’s normal for me. As I said, I’ll kiss you after you suck me.”

Joy giggled and started kissing me the same way I kissed her, though she didn’t have me turn over, instead taking me into her mouth immediately after kissing my stomach. Her mouth felt heavenly, and her tongue swirling made me harden quickly. She did as I’d said, and quickly got me close. I wanted SO badly to prolong it, but I didn’t want to discourage Joy either.

“Soon,” I whispered.

I simply let myself go and groaned, spurting into Joy’s mouth as she stroked, licked, and sucked. I felt her swallow, and she kept going until the last spurt. She released me, giggled, kissed the tip of my dick, then moved up so we could exchange a smoking hot French kiss.

“Weird!” she giggled. “But it was fun! Can we have sex all night?”

“Absolutely!”

February 25, 2001, Chicago, Illinois

🎤 Steve

“Where’s Joy?” Mary asked when she came up for breakfast on Sunday morning. “I thought she’d be in the kitchen.”

I chuckled, “I believe she elected to spend the night elsewhere.”

“Her parents will kill me!” Mary groaned.

“So don’t tell them,” I replied. “You had to know what was going to happen if you saw them interact! The gist I got from Jesse was they got along really well when they were at your house, and then when I saw them together here, it was a foregone conclusion.”

“Duh,” Birgit giggled. “Everyone knew they were going to fuck! Libby was sure of it!”

“Birgit Elizabeth,” Kara warned.

“Oh, please!” my precocious daughter sighed.

“Mary, you know Jesse, and you know he’s responsible and that he’d never do anything Joy didn’t want to do. He’d have made absolutely certain it’s what she wanted, and they would have used birth control.”

“And when he visits in a couple of weeks?”

“Your house, your rules,” I replied. “Jesse knows he has to abide by them. And he will. The question you have to ask yourself is which is the better option - have them sneak around or give them a safe place to do what they’re going to do no matter what you, I, or her parents think.”

“Wonderful,” she sighed.

Don came into the kitchen just then.

“Where’s Joy?” he asked.

“Second verse, same as the first!” Birgit giggled.

“Birgit Elizabeth,” Kara warned once again.

“What did I miss?” Don asked.

“That was the same thing I said when I came upstairs,” Mary said. “She’s with Jesse.”

“Having breakfast?” Don asked.

“I haven’t heard THAT euphemism,” Birgit giggled.

“Enough!” Kara said sternly. “You’re dismissed, young lady.”

Birgit looked at me but I gave her an equally stern look, so she rolled her eyes, got up, and left the kitchen.

“Oh, shit!” Don groaned.

“Don,” I said. “I’ll tell you the same thing as I told Mary - Jesse is a responsible, considerate young man. I’ll add that Joy is an intelligent young woman. Whatever happened between them is their business. Let them decide who to tell and what to tell them. And before you say anything, I’ll ask you to think about when you were fifteen or sixteen and contemplate what you know about my views on hypocrisy.”

Don laughed, but shook his head, “Never mind!”

“Only one thing on your mind at fifteen?” Mary teased.

“Basically,” he replied. “Given how I was at fifteen, there isn’t much I can say without being a hypocrite, as Steve pointed out. Joy’s parents on the other hand...”

“Do not need to know,” I said firmly. “Let the kids handle their private lives the way they think is best.”

“I keep returning to the question of what I’d do if she were my daughter,” he said.

“Treat her with love and respect,” Kara said. “Do you think Jesse is dangerous for her?”

“If I admit that he isn’t, then I have to agree that something similar would be OK with my daughter.”

“What if it was your son?” Kara asked.

“Is EVERYONE in this house a pain in the butt?” Don asked, shaking his head.

“Yes!” Kara, Mary, and I all replied in chorus.

“You ought to know by now, Don,” Mary added.

My other girls and Albert came into the kitchen, which ended that conversation. I got up to make breakfast for everyone, including Suzanne who came out of her room just after the rest of my kids had arrived. Everyone ate, and I was cleaning up and Jesse and Joy came into the kitchen, arms around each other’s waists.

“Did you guys eat?” I asked, and when Jesse smirked, I quickly added, “Breakfast!” to head off the ‘each other’ he was going to reply.

“Yes,” Jesse replied. “Mom One made us breakfast. Is it OK if we use the sauna?”

“Yes, though I think Joy should probably go talk to Mary.”

“Is there a problem?” Joy asked.

I shook my head, “No. But she was asking about you. Joy, may I give you some advice?”

“Yes.”

“Tell Mary what you want to tell her, and don’t tell her what you don’t want to. The same thing goes for your parents. Some things are perfectly OK to keep private, and this is one of them.”

“My dad would kill me!” Joy replied. “I mean, not really, but you know.”

“I do know. Go see Mary and then you two can use the sauna.”

“Thanks, Dad!” Jesse declared.

“Thanks, Mr. Adams!” Joy replied.

“It’s OK to call me Steve,” I said.

“OK!” she exclaimed.

They left and I finished the dishes, then went to hang out with Kara, Suzanne, and Birgit in the sunroom, and my other kids joined us as well.

🎤 Jesse

“Is everything OK?” I asked when Joy and I sat down, naked, in the sauna.

“Yes. I told Doctor Mary everything. I think she’s jealous!”

I laughed, “Teenage boys have a very short refractory period!”

“What’s that?”

“The amount of time it takes before you can get hard again. The older you get, the longer it takes.”

“Oh!” she giggled. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“I know you lost your virginity on your fourteenth birthday, but will you tell me how many girls you’ve been with?”

“I’m not sure I should,” I replied. “Not because I’m embarrassed or because I think you’ll be upset, but it’s not something anyone should really talk about.”

“I don’t want names, and I think a girlfriend should be able to ask her boyfriend that question.”

I considered her point and decided I could answer, though I’d draw the line at giving any real details.

“Four before you,” I replied.

“Whoa!” she gasped. “Really?”

“Really.”

“No wonder you were so good! One more question, please.”

“What?”

“Were they older or younger or the same age?”

“One older, three the same age, and you’re older.”

“Wait! One more question!”

“What?” I chuckled.

“Have you ever done it in the sauna?” she asked, giggling.

“Yes, and in the whirlpool! You saw me put up the sign, so nobody will bother us. Are you feeling OK?”

“You mean down there? A bit strange, but I want you in me again! It feels SO good!”

“I agree!”

“Can I be on top?”

“Absolutely!”

She rode me on the bench, and then again in the tub, and then we simply sat in the swirling water, with her between my legs and reclining against me, and me with my arms around her.

“That was so hot!” Joy giggled.

“Cute,” I chuckled.

“I wish we could sleep in the same bed when you come to visit,” Joy sighed. “But there is no way my parents would let me stay over with Don and Doctor Mary if you’re there. And if they caught you in my bedroom...”

“That would be bad,” I agreed.

“A nightmare! But Doctor Mary has mostly day shifts, so we can be together! My mom and dad both work all day, too.”

“We have to ask Mary if we can do that in her house,” I said. “I don’t want her to get in trouble with your parents.”

“When I talked to her she told me that so long as I was responsible, she wouldn’t say anything, and also we shouldn’t tell her or let her see us.”

I chuckled, “Plausible deniability!”

“I wish I could come to your games next weekend.”

“Me, too. I guess your parents wouldn’t let you come here alone.”

“Maybe if they met your dad or your moms,” Joy replied.

“Dad isn’t going to be at Mayo until August.”

“When do you think you’ll come up again?”

“I have to talk to my moms,” I said, “but maybe Memorial Day weekend. I can’t really miss any other days of school.”

“Mom and Dad wouldn’t let me miss, so I think Memorial Day is the best. Can we talk on the phone?”