Chapter 51

The ringing of the phone startled both of us. Karen said, “Damn! I have to get that. It’s probably my aunt. She left a message that she’d be calling.”

I watched her nude body as she made her way to the phone. I was used to seeing Kristen’s long legs, but the way Karen moved was every bit as sexy. She quietly answered it, but in a louder voice, said, “Hi, Auntie,” and began talking with her. Her back was to me, so I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but she seemed glad to be talking with her.

She bent a little and scratched her knee at one point. I had always known that Karen had a great ass, but for some reason I hadn’t really looked close. The light caught it just right when she bent, and it was so cute that I wanted to run to her and jump her right there. I was impatient for her to get back and I began to stroke myself. Karen looked around, and I leered and crooked my finger at her when she saw me. She quickly said, “Okay, Auntie, I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She came back to bed and said, “It’s my Auntie. She’s my mom’s sister. You have to meet her sometime. She’s married to this old fart, but she’s a lot of fun. She lives north of here, but she drives in once in a while, and we always have fun. She’s coming in tomorrow morning, so you’ll have to leave before she gets here.” Then she noticed that I was stroking myself, and she grabbed my cock and licked the end a couple times. Then she said, Now, where were we?”

I said, “You were about to tell me why you weren’t the girl for me.”

She put her cheek against mine for a long moment, then she said, “Not now, Pete,” and she bent down and took me back into her mouth. She did that thing where she lightly held the head in her teeth and rapidly licked the end. I was rock hard in a second, and she lay back and spread her legs. I grabbed a condom and put it on, then I got on top and eased myself into her.

I’ve always been careful with Karen when we make love. I’m so much bigger than her that I worry about hurting her. Her pussy is very tight, especially when we first start, but she never complains, and she soon conforms to me. She was very excited tonight, and we almost immediately had a rhythm going that was so exciting that I had to slow down or I would have come right away. I began to take long slow strokes. She closed her eyes and met every stroke with a push that had me buried deep inside her. We went on that way for a long time. It felt wonderful, and I wanted to go on a lot longer, but I began to wonder if she was getting tired or if I was hurting her. I said, “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

Her eyes flew open and she said, “Stop? Heck no!” She grinned and said, “What’s the matter, old man, are you already worn out?” That’s all I needed. I started to work on her in earnest, and we were flailing around like crazy before long. It must have been a good one the next time she came. Her fingernails bit into my back and she wrapped her legs around me, but she kept on moving, then I came, and I had to stop for a minute. I was breathing hard, and I was covered with perspiration. She apparently had been ready to come just before I stopped, because she was a little frantic. She pushed me off her and rolled me on my back, then got on top of me. My cock had softened a little, but it was still hard enough, and she impaled herself on it. She leaned forward and lay on me while my breathing returned to normal.

It was a fantastic feeling. Her breasts were pressing against me, and I could actually feel her nipples. Her cheek was on my chest, and I could feel the muscles in her pussy, pulsating on my cock as I held her. I looked down at the top of her head and I was suddenly aware of how much I liked this sweet girl. I vowed to find out why she didn’t think she was right for me.

She sat up and began moving on me as soon as I was fully hard again. It was an amazing sight. Her eyes were closed, her head was tilted back, and the light on the nightstand made little stars, as it reflected off the beads of perspiration on her body. Her mouth was slightly open, and I could hear a sharp intake of breath every time she thrust herself against me. She started making little moaning sounds and I could tell that she was getting ready, so I put my thumb on her clit and started rubbing it.

She fiercely came this time, and her body jerked around so violently that my cock popped out of her. She cried, “No, no!” and grappled for it, trying to stuff it back in. She was obviously wanting more, and I was really turned on, so I jumped up and grabbed her. I turned her over so that her knees were on the bed, and I slammed into her from behind. I got into her even deeper this way and I must have hurt her, because she cried out and reached behind to stop me. Alarmed, “I said, “You okay?”

“Oh yes, but ease up a little, It feels like you’re going to split me in two. Don’t stop! Just be more gentle.” I slowed up and tried to control myself, but being inside her was driving me crazy, and I had to force myself to calm down. I went back to the long even strokes, and she started moaning again. She had been supporting herself on her hands, and she leaned over and put her head on the bed.

Looking down at her with her butt in the air and me buried inside her was a strange view. I had done this with other girls before, and it was usually just about just sex, but everything about her seemed dear to me, and she actually looked cute in that odd position. It gave me an idea, and I stopped for a minute. She looked back at me and said, “Is something wrong?”

“No, are you okay?”

“Yes. This feels so wonderful, I wish you could do it all night.”

“Can you stay right there while I get something?”

“Uhh, I guess so, what is it?”

“It’s a surprise, I’ll be right back.”

I eased out of her and went to the overnight case and got the electric butt plug out. I snapped the battery in and went back to her. She had been trying to see what I was doing, but I kept my body between the case and me. she said, “Uhh, you’re not going to do something weird are you, Pete?” when I got behind her.

“No, relax. I think that you’ll like this.” I entered her again and resumed our steady pace. She soon seemed to forget what I was up to because she started moaning again. I wiped some of her juices on my hand and onto the plug, then I set it on her rosebud. She jerked when I did it, but I knew that anal things weren’t new to her, and she soon settled down. I think that she thought it was my thumb. I eased it in until it passed her sphincter, and her moaning got louder, then I picked up my pace. I could feel that she was starting to get ready and I was too, so I grabbed her tightly on each side of her butt, and I switched the plug on.

She screamed “Oh, God!” Her body stiffened and she started coming. Fluid boiled out of her past my cock and it sent me over the edge. I felt like my entire body drained out through my cock, and we collapsed onto the bed. I switched the plug off and pulled it out of her, and we both lay there, trembling. I went to move close to her and she threw herself into my arms and hugged me so tight it that almost hurt. I hugged her back and said, “Are you okay?”

She said “I love you, Pete.” It didn’t register for a minute, but I pulled back a little when it did. She suddenly sat up, and her hands flew to her mouth. She stuttered, “Oh! I, I, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean it! I, I...” I pulled her to me and held her. “I know that you didn’t. You were as excited as I was. We say crazy things at times like these.” There was pain in her eyes, and she took my face in her hands and said, “I haven’t scared you away, have I? We can still see each other, can’t we?”

“Of course we can. You can’t get rid of me that easily.” She hugged me again, then she looked up at me and said, “Can you stay until the morning, before my aunt gets here?”

“I should actually go. I have a full day tomorrow. Dad and I have to go someplace in the morning, and I’m going on a photo shoot in the afternoon.”

“A photo shoot! What’s that all about?”

“They’re taking pictures of me for school paper, and Dad and I are gonna pick something up for my room in the morning that I think you’re gonna like.”

“Really? What is it?”

“A waterbed. You’re gonna love it.” She put her hands on her hips and said, “And what make you think that I’m going to spend time in your bed, young man?”

I picked her up in my arms, twirled her around, and said, “Because I’m irresistible, and you love me. I heard you say so.”

She giggled, and said, “Put me down.”

I set her on her feet, and she looked up at me, then jumped up on me, wrapped her legs around my waist, and kissed me. The music was softly playing in the background, and it seemed natural to put my arms around her and slowly move around the room. We kissed for a long time.

I had my eyes closed, but I could picture what we looked like. We were both naked, she had her legs around my waist, her breasts were pressed against my chest, and this beautiful girl was kissing me. I had taken the condom off, and my cock was sticking up and rubbing on the bottom of her butt. She suddenly slid down off me and said, “Put your pants on and grab your stuff. I want you to follow me.”

I grabbed everything, and put my pants on, while she put a robe on and grabbed something from the nightstand. I stopped at the car at the bottom of the stairs, put the travel case in the trunk, and threw the butt plug in next to it. Karen said, “What else is in there?”

“Oh, just some clothes and stuff.” She raised her eyebrows, but she didn’t say anything, and I followed her to the main house. I thought that she must be going to fix us a snack or something, but she went down a hallway into a beautiful, large bedroom.

It was beautifully decorated, and appeared to have its own private bathroom. It had a queen-size bed with a canopy, two large chests of drawers, a bookcase, and a beautiful desk. One whole wall was mirrored and appeared to hide closets. Another wall was all windows, with heavy drapes at each end, but it definitely was a girl’s room. It had pictures and posters on the walls, but not the requisite pieces of clothing lying around. I guessed that the housekeeper had been here. I was going over to see whose pictures were on the wall, when I noticed that she was turning the bed down. She dropped her robe and got in under the covers, then she threw a couple condoms on the nightstand, and held one up to me. She said, “Put this on and come here.”

I dropped my pants and as I was putting the condom on, I said, “I thought the other room was for this kind of thing.”

“It is, but I want you in my bed tonight. Now hurry up!” The bed was clean and smelled fresh. I was concerned about our sweaty bodies, but she didn’t seem to be, and pulled me directly on top of her. There was no foreplay, but her hand was trembling as she guided me into her. It was straight lovemaking. I’m not even sure that she came, but I did and she kept me from pulling out when I finished. I weigh over twice as much as she does, and I was worried that I was hurting her, but she didn’t seem to mind.

I realized that I had to urinate after a while, so I said, “Bathroom,” and rolled off her. She was standing by the door when I came out, and she went in next. I walked over to the wall to see the pictures, and I was surprised to see that two of them were of me! They were framed, and seemed to be snapshots that were blown up. One was me in full football uniform. I was standing with my helmet in my hand, talking to the coach. The other was a head shot of me, that looked like it was taken with a telephoto lens. The bathroom door opened just then, and she saw me standing there. She said, “I got a new camera for my birthday.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded, and watched her as she climbed back into bed. I slid in next to her and she said, “Don’t worry. I told you I liked you, but I won’t be a pest.” I was lying on my back. She put her head on my shoulder, and her arm across my stomach. It felt wonderful. It felt like she belonged there, and it made me wonder why I hadn’t felt this way with Kristen. I was starting to consider the reason when Karen broke in with, “It was unbelievable making love with you tonight. Did you like it too?”

“Of course, I did. Did you like that little electric thing?”

“Well, It was a surprise, but I liked it.”

“Tell me more about you, Karen. You’ve already told me some things, but I’d like to know more.”

“As comfortable as I am right now, and the way that you’ve made me feel, I’ll tell you anything you want to know, Pete.”

“Okay, tell me about Vince. How did you meet? Why didn’t you two have vaginal sex? I’d like to hear why girls like things back there. Would you mind talking about it?”

“No, not to you. Okay, I’ll try to tell you my version. Vince and I used to live down the street from each other. I was only fourteen when we started to go out together. We kissed and hugged a lot, and there was some touching, but that’s all. It was exciting, but it didn’t go beyond that for a long time. I quit wearing bras when we went out in hopes that he would do a little exploring when I turned fifteen, and it was me who got him to reach under my blouse one day. We were in high school by this time. Vince was an athlete, and had a rep, but it was bullshit. We both still were virgins. We decided to touch each other between the legs one night, and it was really exciting, but that’s as far as it went for a while.”

“We went a little further every time that we were in a place where we could do more, and he took my hymen in the front seat of his car the night of my sixteenth birthday, but it was with his finger! We both cried later when I complained that I no longer was a virgin, but he told me that I was still a virgin until someone put a penis in there, and I believed him because I wanted to. He brought a book over that showed a couple having anal sex a while later, and they both looked like they were having fun. I was disgusted at first, but Vince kept talking about it. I was so crazy about him that I wanted to please him, and we tried it one day. I hated it, but Vince liked it, and we kept it up. I got used to it after a while, and although I never really got into it, I liked the closeness and the fact that Vince liked it.”

“Did you ever orgasm that way?”

“Yes, a couple of times, but it was because I was so hot from foreplay. I learned to masturbate when he was in there a little later, and I could climax with him sometimes.”

“You told me that you and he tried vaginal sex a few times. What happened?”

“I’m not sure. We tried a couple of times, but Vince didn’t like wearing condoms, and I was always scared of getting pregnant. I was so nervous worrying that I wouldn’t be wet enough, and it would hurt too bad.”

It was amazing to be lying here talking about these things with a girl. Kate and Sylvia had always been very open with me, and they would probably have talked with me about this kind of thing, but I was always so in awe of them that I’m not sure that I could have asked. I thought of something, then I chuckled and said, “So you were a virgin when you and I made love the first time?”

It took her a few seconds, then she giggled, and said, “Well, if you don’t count fingers and the occasional vibrator, I guess I was according to Vince.”

We both giggled at that, then I said, “Tell me about the first time we made love. Were you scared?”

“Darn right I was, especially when I saw how big your thing is. I was determined to have you in me, but I was sure that it wouldn’t fit anywhere. Hell, I wasn’t even sure where you wanted to put it.”

I laughed out loud! “Well, we managed to find a place for it, didn’t we?”