Country Boy in the City
Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom
Chapter 99
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 99 - This picks up almost a decade after "Country Boy, City Girl" ends. George Culver has decided that he has had enough of the hypocrites and prigs in Idaho, and moves to Los Angeles to attend college. Away from his older brother who he has problems with, determined to become his own man in his own way. And not a carbon copy as many expect him to become. Note: Story codes will be added as the story progresses.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual GameLit Historical School Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Small Breasts Smoking Geeks Porn Theatre Prostitution Slow
When we got to the bedroom Grace was in my arms and kissing me before we even got the door closed. I held her ass in my hands and squeezed as she speared her tongue into my mouth and pressed herself firmly against me. I could feel her body pressing against my cock, and her breasts on my chest.
I immediately picked her up and she wrapped her arms around my neck as I carried her to the bed. I laid her on it and looked down into her eyes. She smiled up at me, and softly said she could not believe how much this night had affected her. And I knew she was right, as I took in a deep breath at hearing that and could smell her.
I sat on the bed next to her, and smiling I reached down her body. I immediately placed my hand over her mound, my fingers resting against her center. And my sweet Grace gasped when I did, but then gave a low moan and parted her thighs wider. She was drenched.
“Baby, this is since we got back?”
“George, I’ve been like this all night! I had to put in a tampon before we left, knowing I was going to be so naughty for you had me so excited. Knowing, I was, oh god!” The last was as a gasping moan as I started to slip my fingers up and down her labia through the thin lace.
I bent down and kissed her then, and her return kiss was the most passionate she had ever given me. And I knew that no matter how much she had excited me this night, she had gotten even more excited.
I pulled back from her, and suddenly reached down and grasped both sides of her panties and simply yanked them down. I did not even wait for her to lift her bottom to make it easier, I just pulled them off. Grace moaned when I did, and started to sit up and reach between her breasts. Probably to remove the top of the “Merry Widow”, but in a husky voice I said “No, leave it on” as I slid between her thighs.
There was no foreplay, I simply parted her thighs more with my hands and dove in. She gave a groan when I immediately pushed my tongue into her, and as I thought she was drenched. I could already feel her wetness on my face as I moved it around, all around between her thighs she was wet, which showed me how excited this night had made her. And as I moved up to suck on her clit like a nipple I could only imagine that sitting in my lap as she was had been almost a torture of excitement.
As much as I wanted her, I knew she needed this more than I did. And in less than two minutes Grace moaned my name, and I looked up into her eyes just as her first climax arrived. I eased off, and moved to more gentle licking and sucking, and indeed her wetness was covering her upper thighs. She moaned how much she loved me, and I started in on her again.
I felt her fingers digging into my scalp, but I grasped her thighs and kept going. And as I was pleasing her again, I smiled inside my head at the lessons I had gotten since I first left Idaho. Lessons from Crystal, who was the first girl I had done this to. Who had said my first clumsy attempts were incredible, but also a few pointers to improve myself. Shawna, really the only girl there I had actually loved. I had loved all of them to one degree or another, but she was the only one to really capture my heart. Kris and Zoe likely knew more about this than I did, but both appreciated my showing them what a guy could do between their legs.
And Izzy. Who had spread her thighs for more guys than I could count, but she spread them willingly for me because I showed her some actual compassion and kindness. And showed her what being with a boyfriend could be like as opposed to being forced to take on customers for their pleasure and not her own.
Even Linda, in our many talks. Nothing about actual technique, but allowing me to get an inside look into the mind and heart of a woman. And as Grace reached another orgasm I put my hands on her lower belly to hold her down, she was starting to thrash so much.
I looked up, and saw she had the side of her thumb in her mouth. Likely to keep her sounds down as I again started licking her vulva, now long licks with my tongue, up one side and down the other. And in my head I thanked all of those amazing girls and women, as they had made me a better lover.
Over three years before when I first went to LA, I would not have been like this. I would have insisted they take care of my urges first. Either shoved their hand onto my cock and insisted they jerk me off, or simply climbed on top and plunged myself into them. And as much as I wanted to do just that right now, I knew that would have been wrong. This was not the time, and this was not the place for that. But I could still show Grace how much I loved her.
I reached down and as I slid my tongue between her lips and started licking up and down over her vaginal opening I moved my fingers into play. Moving back up to I could lick her clit once again I slid two fingers into her. And I was rewarded by feeling her clench herself around them. And a few moments later I added a third finger.
She was so right, but also so wet they went in easily. And as I slid them in and out of her body I resumed my licking and sucking on her clit. And she almost screamed into her hand when a few minutes later she came yet again. And when I tried to lick her gently she moaned and I felt her hand pushing on my forehead.
I looked up into her face, and it was drenched in sweat. Grace’s mouth was half open, and she was gasping slightly and her eyes were closed. I gave her again just the softest of licks on her clit, and she groaned and tried to move her hips so her clit was out of reach. I recognized the signs, and pulled back.
I moved up, and we shared a long soft kiss. “God, oh god, George. Oh god, George”. She repeated that several times, and I gave her another soft kiss. I told her to wait here, and I would be right back.
I went to the bathroom, and returned with a warm wet washcloth. Which I used to gently wash the sweat from her face, in the soft light was obvious that her mascara and makeup had run everywhere. With great care I washed most of it clean, only avoiding the makeup around her eyes.
And I looked down when I was done, she was still beautiful with or without it. And I gave her a soft kiss, only when she did not respond did I realize she had fallen asleep. I smiled at her for a moment, then put the washcloth back into the bathroom. She was still in the lingerie, only the panties were off. I stripped myself, and slid into bed next to her. And rested my head on her chest as I drifted off to sleep next to her.
The next morning I awoke when I felt Grace moving next to me. Her eyes were already open, and she pulled me in and we shared a kiss. “God, last night was like the best dream ever” she whispered, and I had to agree with her. Then she pushed herself up and looked down. And after getting up removed her special lingerie from the night before. And I could see the lines in her skin from where it had dug in.
“George, last night was amazing. But please, make sure I get out of this before I fall asleep.” I apologized, saying that she looked so sexy in that I wanted her to keep wearing it. And that once she had fallen asleep I could not bear the thought of waking her up.
She smiled at me, and when she bent over to give me a kiss once it was all off I reached up and cupped one of her hanging breasts. Grace giggled into my lips and pulled back, and said just a minute. She slipped into the bathroom, and I took a moment to find her panties and place them with the rest before she returned. I heard the shower, so went in the main room. I was the first one up, so I started a pot of coffee. When I returned Grace was already out, so we shared another kiss and I went to take a fast shower also.
What I did not expect was when I came out to find her on the bed and still nude. I went ahead and joined her, and after several minutes of kissing she again apologized for falling asleep before I had my turn.
“Grace, no reason to apologize for that, ever. I was extremely satisfied, as I knew I had given you a lot of pleasure.”
“Oh, you have no idea. I lost count, at the end it was like I could not stop cumming. Then it got to be too much. The last thing I remember was your lovingly washing my face, and I just fell asleep it felt so wonderful.”
“Well, your face was covered in sweat and your makeup was all over. And I wanted to show you how much I love you by doing that for you.”
She gave me another kiss, and we just held each other and made out for about a half hour. But we knew we needed to get moving. But before we did, she reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock. I was only half hard, and she tugged on it a couple of time when looked down. Whispering softly “Tonight, it’s your turn.” She then gave me a naughty look and slid out of bed.
We were soon dressed again, and put all of our clothing and other stuff into our bags. When we went to the main room, Pete and Mandy were already at the table sipping coffee. Mandy thanked me when after asking I brought Grace a can of pineapple juice and a coffee for myself.
The two of us thanked them again for the night before and this weekend. Pete smiled, as did Mandy who said it was her pleasure. “Grace, George, I guess I wanted to enjoy an adult evening with the two of you. Not as my little niece and brother in law, but as my now grown up brother and law and my grown up niece. Grace, I know your parents do something like this once a year or so, but normally in Boise or Salt Lake. Pete had already scheduled being here last week, and when I realized you two were here also I begged him to let us make a real weekend out of it.”
Pete laughed and nodded. “Although she did not have to beg hard, I was more than happy to do this. Although she is cute when she’s begging, I’ll not deny that.”
He got a smack on the chest for that, and Grace gave me a wink. “Plus, well, I wanted to show you both some of the advantages of working for the family. Grace, I know you are already planning on that. George, you were against it for so long. I know we talked about it dear, and I understand your reasoning. But think about this, for at least the next couple of years you will be working for your brother and me. What you do after you get your law degree is still up to you of course, but at least consider remaining on-board as a pilot. Fly whenever you want, even get the use of any of our planes if they are not in service. And get certified in any others we get in the future.”
I thought that over for a second, and nodded. “You both know I had been considering specializing in aviation law. How about this? I know Gem Charters is part of the conglomeration, but also separate. When I pass the bar, I’ll set up my practice somewhere. It will be a private practice, but let me be the attorney for Gem. I don’t want to be exclusive to you two, but I will not shop for many clients. That gives me the freedom I want, and at the same time remain part of the family operation.”
Pete gave me a huge grin at that and nodded. “George, something like that is all that we ever wanted. And it looks like you may have found your own solution, found your own path. And if I was you and Grace, I would start discussing where to set up such a practice.”
Grace squeezed my hand, and both of us were looking at Pete now. “George, you know if you did that in Pocatello you might if you were lucky have one or two clients other than an occasional consultation. That’s why our aviation attorney’s in Boise. That has enough companies that he has many clients, we are only one of his larger smaller companies.” Mandy slapped his arm when he said that, and he just grinned at her.
“Well, we are! We are not big like United or even Mesa out of Phoenix. But we are on the larger side for an airline that handles exclusively charter with the variety of aircraft we have. That makes us a ‘larger smaller airline’.”
Mandy laughed at that and nodded, as did Grace and I. “And just maybe, we can look into some future expansions we’ve been considering.”
And Pete and Mandy filled them in on their long term plans. And that was adding a tower to Strevell, and purchasing several Embraer 110 Bandeirante’s or something similar. Twin engine turboprops that could haul around a dozen or a dozen and a half people. “Now these we would run as an airline. Scheduled flights between Salt Lake, Boise and Pocatello. Just make it a loop, hit all three in the same day. Salt Lake to Boise, then Boise to Pocatello. Then ending in Pocatello to Salt Lake. And during ski season do an additional weekend run from Salt Lake to Pocatello and Boise before arriving in Reno. Fly out on Friday, return on Monday. We’ve been considering stationing them out of Strevell as it would cost a lot less keeping them there than at another airport.”
Grace was holding my hand tight as Pete said that, and I looked into her face and smiled. “Well, I know we have a lot to talk about between us still. And you’re right, if that works out I can probably fit in doing my practice and still flying for you two. Maybe once a week, and I’m sure I could be talked into flying to Reno once a week in the winter.”
“We already get a fair amount of ski charters for there already” Mandy said. “That’s kinda what got about us thinking about that. We use the Gooney for it now, but something like a 110 or 120 would be more economical.”
Grace smiled at her and asked if that was still going to be Gem. Mandy nodded, and gave her a look. “Aunt Mandy, think about Gwin-nah. Or even Pah-bah Gwin-nah, but I would go with just Gwin-nah.”
Mandy looked at Pete for a moment, then closer at Grace. “Sweetie, what’s that?”
Well, Gwin-nah is ‘Eagle’. Pah-bah Gwin-nah is ‘Bald Eagle’. I think just ‘Gwin-nah’ would be best, but that gives you an alternative to think about. Remember when I was in Y-Guides, we were called the Gwin-nah Tribe.”
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