Chapter 2

I had never thought of Mom as having a sex life, of being a sexual person. She was just Mom, that's all. Now that I thought about it, I realized that Mom was really very pretty and that as a teenager she must have been a real heartbreaker. I saw in my mind a picture of she and Uncle Ned, just teenagers like myself, coming to that very spot, naked like Sue and I were, and thoroughly loving each other. The thought excited me so much that drops of pre-come oozed out of my hard cock and covered its head with a shiny liquid coating.

"You mustn't ever tell her I told you that. You know that don't you?"

"Yeah. Don't worry, I'll never tell."

For a few moments after that we just lay on the blanket, side by side, enjoying the warm sunshine. Then, in a very quiet voice, Sue said, "Donny, is this the first time you've seen a naked girl?"

Knowing from Sue's seeing my reaction to her nakedness that it would have been fruitless to lie, I said, "Yes. This is my first time."

"I kind of got that impression," she said with a soft laugh. "Well, if it's any consolation to you, you're the first boy I've ever see naked."

"But you must have had lots of dates," I said, mystified. "Surely on some of them you must have gone far enough to get naked with the guy."

"Well, living out on the farm like this, I haven't had many dates. And those I've had have been with guys I sure wouldn't want to go very far with."

"I guess that explains why you've looked at me as much as I've looked at you," I said.

Laughing again, Sue said, "Yeah, I guess it does."

The silence we experienced earlier returned. After a few moments, Sue turned on her side and faced me. In the same sort of quiet voice she had used before, Sue said, "Donny, tell me about your dream last night. You know, the one that caused you to have your... ah... accident."

Remembering what Sue and I had done in my dream, I was reluctant to tell her. If I did it would probably make her upset and angry. Hedging an answer, I said, "Well, it was just one of those kind of dreams, you know. One that caused that to happen to me."

"Donny, you cut that out. Come on, tell me, please. I promise I won't get embarrassed or upset."

Recalling that she hadn't gotten as upset as I expected when I told her she had been the subject of my wet dream, I decided to go ahead and take another chance and tell her the details. She knew that what I dreamed resulted in my coming all over my shorts and the bed, so it wasn't any secret that the dream was about sex. If she really wanted to know, then I would go ahead and tell her. And not only tell her, but show her.

Turned as we were on the blanket, we were now face to face. I looked right into her eyes when I said, "Well, in my dream we were right where we are now, on a blanket or a towel here at the creek. And naked just like we are now. In my dream, though, we were touching each other." I reached out and cupped one of her breasts in my hand, holding it in a gentle grasp, saying, "I had one hand right here." Reaching my other hand down, I put it between her legs, right on top of her pussy, saying, "And I had my other hand right here, rubbing and feeling." I moved my fingers inside the cleft my fingers had found, and stroked them up and down, gently and softly. Sue lifted one leg and bent it at the knee, giving my hand freedom to further explore the whole area between her thighs.

"You said we were touching each other. Was I touching you here?" Sue said, reaching her hand out and wrapping it around my wet pulsating cock.

"Yes," I whispered, "We were making each other feel good."

"I dreamed about you, too," Sue said.

"You did? What did you dream?"

Sue smiled and said, "Same dream as yours."

Sue closed her eyes, the soft smile still on her face, and I took this as license to continue. She apparently didn't need any license, because she continued to fondle and caress my cock, causing more drops of pre-come to ooze out and cover her hand. In almost a trance of rapture, I continued touching and stroking Sue's breast and pussy. I couldn't believe how wet her pussy was becoming. If anything, she was wetter than I. Using her wetness as lubrication, I probed a finger into the hole I found at the bottom of Sue's cleft. I realized that I had my finger in the same hole a cock was supposed to go in, that for the very first time I was fingerfucking a girl.

My thumb found a little nubbin right at the top of Sue's gaping furrow and rubbed it with little light strokes. Sue's hips started squirming and rotating in little circles, moving against my fingers. Sue moaned softly as I continued my attention on what I realized was a focus point for her pleasure. I worked my finger in and out of her hole and stroked her little swollen nub, increasing the pace as my own passion level soared.

Sue's hand on my cock was driving me to levels of pleasure I had never before experienced. I had masturbated many times, but never had the pleasure even approached what I felt then. I knew that soon Sue's hand would be getting baptized in my hot come. I could feel the pressure building and building with each of Sue's strokes and squeezes.

Sue's hips were rotating faster now and her thighs pressed in and out against my hand, with a steadily increasing rhythm. Sue moaned louder this time, and thrust her hips against my hand, rotating them and thrusting with an almost frenzied motion.

Sue reached out and pulled my head toward hers and pressed her mouth to mine. We kissed open-mouthed, our moans drowned in each other's oral cavities. My sensual sensors were overpowered and even though I would have liked for the pleasure I was receiving from Sue's hand and from feeling and loving Sue's body to last forever, I was beyond control. My body stiffened and my hips thrust forward against Sue's hand. My cock started jerking and went into contractions. Come spurted out, huge blob after huge blob arcing into the air. It spattered on Sue's stomach, and some even got down on her pussy, increasing the lubrication of my stroking even more. I groaned aloud, unable to restrain the expression of ecstasy being produced by the most intense orgasm of my entire life. Soon come covered Sue's hand and dripped down on the inside of my thigh, forming a warm, white pool.

Sue's thighs clasped my hand between them, immobilizing it. "Oh, God! Oooohhhhhhh..." she moaned, she moan trailing off as she trembled and spasms wracked her whole abdomen. She stopped her hand movements on my cock and we lay there, still, unmoving, with after-waves of pleasure washing over us. After long moments of silence, Sue opened her eyes and said, "Is that what happened in your dream?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "But it was better in real life than in my dream."

"This is what happened in my dream, too. And you're right. Real life is better than any dream."

Sue sat up and looked at the way come had spattered and dripped on both us. "God, we sure made a mess, didn't we. Looks like another dip is in order." We both went into the water and rinsed the evidence of our mutual pleasure from our bodies. "My gosh, it must be getting late. Come on, we need to get back to the house." I followed her home again, watching her ass squirm under her dress, knowing that the dress was all that covered it. Just thinking about her bare pussy under the dress kept my cock swollen to a half-hard.

That night after Sue and I were in bed, I reached out and stroked her ass, lightly caressing it. Sue whispered, "No, not now. Wait'll tomorrow, when we can go back to the creek." She turned to me and gave me a little pecking kiss on the lips. "Be good now. We'll have a real good time tomorrow." Without success, I willed my erection to subside. Finally, even with a hard-on, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, after breakfast was over, Sue announced that she was going into town to pick up some groceries and other items. I offered to go with her, but she asked that I stay with Grandpa and keep him company. She got a funny expression on her face when I asked where else she going other than the grocery store, and said, "Oh, I've just got some errands to run." When I asked her if she were going to be back in time to go the creek, she got kind of a secretive smile on her face and said, "Oh, yes. After I get back we'll sure want to go down to the creek." The expression on her face and the tone of her voice held an unspoken promise. She was tacitly communicating that she was planning something, that she had a surprise in mind. Whatever it might be, I could hardly wait. Just the hope of getting to see her naked again, to get to touch and fondle all the secret, wet parts of her body, and to make hand-love to each other again had me almost quivering in anticipation. If she had something special planned, it could only be like another of my dreams coming true.

Sue got back home shortly before noon and immediately started preparing lunch. I was very disappointed to see her setting out three places--it meant that we wouldn't have our picnic at the creek. Sue must have seen the disappointment on my face because she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her full mounds against my back, and whispered into my ear, "I'm worried that Grandpa might be getting suspicious of us. After we eat and he goes to sleep, then we'll go to the creek. Okay?"

I nodded my head to indicate agreement and Sue rewarded me by putting her mouth back to my ear and blowing into it. As she blew, she moved her hands lower and rubbed my groin just above my cock. Cold shivers ran up my spine and my cock instantly jumped to attention, bulging out the front of my pants. Sue laughed and said, "Quick, sit down at the table or Grandpa will be more than suspicious."

Somehow we managed to get through lunch without incident. My cock stayed at full mast all through the meal so I couldn't get up until Grandpa had left the room. Sue cleaned up the kitchen and after checking to be sure Grandpa was settled down, she beckoned to me with her hand and I followed her out of the house. Instead of the usual picnic hamper and other gear, Sue got only some towels, her handbag, and a blanket. I slung the blanket over my shoulder and we struck out for the creek, hurrying faster than we ever had before.

When we arrived at the creek, we were both a little out of breath from having hurried so fast. Sue spread the blanket and put the towels and her handbag on it. She had never brought a handbag before so I was a little curious about why she had it. I though that maybe she bought some suntan lotion, and the thought excited me. Maybe that was her surprise--getting to rub lotion all over each other. Just the idea of being able to rub lotion all over Sue's naked body brought my cock back up to full erection. Sue noticed the way the front of my pants tented out and said, "You'd better get out of those clothes before that thing breaks off."

This time Sue didn't trick me by jumping out of her clothes and into the water. Indeed, she was very slow and deliberate in disrobing, standing on the blanket facing me and taking off one garment at a time, almost as if she were putting on a show. Taking the cue from her, I faced her and performed my best version of what I thought a strip tease would be.

Sue took off her shoes and socks and then slowly pulled her dress over her head, revealing her panties and bra. Her panties were white again today, but were bikini style, high cut and much thinner than the ones she had worn before. She reached behind her and loosed her bra, shrugging her shoulders so that it fell off into her hands, each cup falling away to reveal the creamy mound it had held. She dropped the bra to the ground and cupped her luscious beauties, gently squeezing them and tweaking the nipples between her fingers and thumbs. She dropped her hands to the waist of her panties and slowly pushed them downward, wriggling and rotating her hips as they moved downward, first showing the softly rounded curve of her belly and then the top of the dark mass of her pubic hair. She continued pushing them down until they reached her hips and then fell of their own accord to her feet. She lifted one foot upward, the panties clinging to it, and took the wispy fabric and added to her pile of clothes. As she lifted her leg, the slightly gaping cleavage splitting her thighs showed its moist pink flesh. Her eyes had never stopped boring into mine as she completed the baring of her flesh. A slight smile curved her lips upward. She moistened those lips by snaking out her tongue and licking across them, seeming to relish their taste and texture.

I had gotten down to my Jockey shorts and then went into slow motion, caught up in Sue's revealing the secrets of her femininity. My eyes were glued to her sexual center. God, I believe I could have gazed at her pussy forever. It was only after she had completed bared herself that I finished lowering my shorts, stretching them over the protruding rigidity of my cock. Only as it popped out of its confinement and sprang outwards, rigid and throbbing, did Sue take her eyes from mine. As my cock came into view, she dropped her vision to it, staring long and hard. She licked her lips again as I lifted a leg to remove my shorts from my feet. During our strip show not one word had been spoken. We had both held our breaths, taking in the entirety of the other's body, and only after we were completely nude did we breath again, taking deep gulps of air.

I expected Sue to head for the water but she lay down on the blanket instead, stretching supine, her legs slightly apart so that all the area at her groin was open to my inspection. She looked up at me and said, "Do you think I have a nice body, Donny?"

There wasn't any way I could be objective. To me, Sue at that moment was Venus de Milo, Aphrodite, and the Mona Lisa all wrapped up into one. She was sex personified, the subject of all my wet dreams and masturbatory fantasies. I licked my lips as she had done and said, "Sue, you are absolutely perfect. Your body is beautiful."

"Am I as pretty as your mother?"

The question caught me completely by surprise. I paused for a few seconds and then answered, "Well, I've never seen Mom like you are now, but as far as I'm concerned, you're just as pretty as Mom. And that's saying a lot, because I think Mom is very pretty."

With strange, almost twisted smile, Sue said, "I bet you would like to see her like this, though, wouldn't you?"

I had never before thought of Mom in that way, but now that I did, I realized that I would, indeed, like to see Mom naked. I could picture she and Ned, right where we were then, screwing each other. In my mind's eye, Ned's cock was pounding in and out of Mom's pussy, pushing her down to the ground with each stroke. "Yeah, I guess I would," I answered, stretching the words out and saying them slowly.

Sue reached up and cupped her breasts with her hands, holding each one and squeezing it. The look she gave me was the most wanton I had ever received in my life and her words matched it, "Well, I'm all there is right now. What do you intend to do about it?"

Even though I didn't fully understand it, it was a challenge I couldn't turn away from. Yesterday, she had been a little shy, somewhat embarrassed about exposing herself to me. Today, she was coming on like a sexpot. Kneeling down beside her, I decided to quit asking myself questions and just take advantage of my good fortune.

I reached up and lifted her hand away from her breast, leaving it open to my sight. With my lips wide open, I lowered my mouth to that soft mound and licked my tongue across the pebbly surface of the hard nipple and its surrounding ring of brownish colored areola. Sue arched her back upward a little, pushing her breast up to my exploring mouth. I reacted by opening my mouth to its widest and sucking in as much of her spongy flesh as possible. I suckled and slurped on her breast, rubbing my tongue all around its surface, laving it with a tongue bath. Sue responded to my oral caresses with a soft "Ummnnn" that seemed to come from deep within her chest.

While I massaged and suckled her breast, my other hand explored the lower portion of Sue's body. I moved my finger tips in soft circles over the gentle curve of her belly, moving them progressively downward with each stroke, until they made contact with the mat of her stiff pubic muff. Delving through the curly forest, my fingers found the indentation signalling the beginning of her labial furrow. Sue facilitated my explorations by spreading her legs even further and lifting one leg up and bending it at the knee. In this position, Sue left the whole of her sex available to my seeking fingers, spread wide for me to find and delve into her inner lips and wet opening.

Eagerly accepting such an invitation, I stroked my fingers down into the depths of her sexual area, spreading the moist cleft even wider. My finger tips traced over the little swollen knob at the very top of the furrow and moved down, seeking the channel I knew I would soon come to. My explorations were rewarded as my fingertip moved into her hot, slick feminine well, intruding itself into the heat of her pelvis. I moved my finger with an in-and-out motion, pushing into and then withdrawing from the tight clasp of her vagina. I put another finger along the first, doubling the amount that was penetrating into Sue, and continued the motion that my cock was aching and throbbing to imitate.

By now, Sue was returning the pleasure I was giving her by holding and softly squeezing my rigid, outthrust cock. The combination of knowing that I was playing with a woman's pussy, finger-fucking her in fact, and the way she was moving her hand on my wet, aching penis had me panting with lust. My hips worked against her hand, pushing my cock in and out of the circle made by her palm. My pre-come had oozed out and now coated her entire hand, and I used it as a substitute for her pussy. I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet hole, simulating the action my cock wanted so much to be doing.

I had my fingers all the way into Sue, stroking with long deep strokes. Her passage was almost completely unobstructed, only a narrowing about two inches from the entrance slowing down the action of my fingers. From what Sue had told me, I knew that she must be a virgin, but where was her maidenhead? I knew that virgins were supposed to have maidenheads that boys break the first time they make love, so I was puzzled by Sue's lack of such a barrier. "Are you a virgin?" I asked, seeking an answer to my questions.

Sue had her eyes closed and her mouth open, a slight trace of saliva drooling from the corner of her lip, and her hips were gently pushing up against my hand, matching each of my inward thrusts with one of her upward ones. Without opening her eyes, she said, "Yes, but I think I broke my hymen riding a horse when I was a little girl. I recall it hurt and I bled a little. Mother said I had probably put myself into a condition that I would disappoint some boy when I grew up." Sue smiled, opening her eyes and looking up at me. "Are you disappointed, Donny?"

"Oh, God, no! This is the best thing that's ever happened to me."

With a soft voice, Sue said, "You're a virgin, too, aren't you?"

"Yes, this is the most I've ever done with a girl."

With an even softer voice, almost a whisper, Sue said, "Do you want to take my virginity? And let me take yours?"

If it had been possible for my cock to have gotten harder, it would have. As it was, it only pulsated more and jerked in Sue's hand. I could hardly believe what she was asking me. In my wet dream, what I was doing with Sue was as much as we had done. That Sue would actually want me, ask me in fact, to put my cock inside her was beyond anything I had even imagined. "Oh, God, Sue. Can I? Will you let me fu... will you let me do that? That's what I want more than anything in the world."

Sue smiled at my slip of the tongue and said, "Yes, Donny, I want you to fuck me. I want to be a real woman, not a virgin stuck out here on a farm." She reached out an arm and got her handbag, bringing it to her and opening it. "This is the real reason I went to town this morning. I went and got these." She pulled a small box out her purse. It was wrapped in cellophane, with the word TROJAN printed on it. God, I thought, mentally shouting with joy, she bought some rubbers! I trembled with excitement at the prospect they offered. Having rubbers meant we could fuck anyway we wanted to and not have to worry about Sue getting pregnant. She handed the box to me and said, "Here, open these up and put one on. I want to feel you inside me, not just hold you in my hand."