Chapter 30

Driving along with my hand on Kristen’s sex was disconcerting, not to mention distracting. She never said a word, but kept my hand between her legs the whole way and even pushed my fingers inside her. She was wet and sticky by the time we got there, but she giggled and jumped out of the car as soon as I pulled up. It took me a few minutes to adjust my equipment so that I could get out from behind the steering wheel. We found the girls and I noticed the twins weren’t with them, so I asked Della where they were.

She said, “Mom and Dad are spending the night at Dad’s sister’s house in Bakersfield. Dad is picking some things up at a dealer, and they’ll be back tomorrow. They took the twins with them.” We ate our burgers and talked with the girls for a while. Desi stayed quiet and kept glancing at Kristen sideways. Della didn’t talk much either, but Denise made up for both of them. She rattled on about school, how much fun she was having at the Torres’, and how Della and Desi were helping her with her schoolwork. She asked if we were planning on riding the horses while we were here, and we decided we would all go riding tomorrow.

It was turning dusk when Bob rushed up. We shook hands and I introduced him to Kristen. His eyes grew wide as he looked at her, then he mumbled something and looked at me. I could see the approval on his face, then he settled down next to Desi and put his arm around her. It looked like the movie would start in a few minutes, so I decided that a quick trip to the bathroom was in order. Kristen said that she needed to go as well, so we rushed across the street to the public toilets. I came out first, so I was waiting when a good-looking woman came out. She was adjusting her skirt, and she walked over and said, “Hi, Pete,” when she saw me. I didn’t recognize her, but I said, “Hi, uhh...”

She said, “It’s me, Nicole!” It was rather dark where we were standing, so I didn’t really get a good look at her face, but I didn’t remember ever meeting her. Kristen came out just then. The woman looked her up and down, winked at me, and walked away. Kristen said, “Who was that?”

I shrugged my shoulders and said, “I have no idea. Maybe she saw my picture in the paper after the Simms thing.” We sat down just as the movie started and were soon engrossed in the story. At least, I was at first, but Kristen kept moving my hand to her lap and rubbing it against her pussy. A wet spot had soaked through the front of her skirt and I was hard as a rock before long. Kris definitely had my attention.

The movie was about half over when I bent to say something to Kristen, and I was suddenly nearly overcome with the odor of her arousal. It wasn’t from her vagina; it was her whole body. I don’t know how to describe it, but it was so sexy that I could almost imagine waves coming off her. I couldn’t stand it any longer; I whispered that we should leave, she nodded and we quietly slipped away when there was a dark part in the film.

We ended up running to the car. She threw herself down on the seat when we got inside, and I was inside her in an instant. I doubt that we were there two minutes before we were climaxing all over each other. I’m sure that we made all kinds of noise, but I didn’t care. I was blind to everything but her, and I was totally spent when I fell back.

I sat up when I finally untangled myself from the seatbelts and steering wheel. Kristen remained sprawled on her side with a dreamy look on her face. Her dress was still up around her waist as she slowly began rubbing our accumulated juices around her pussy and belly. The sight was obscene but terribly sexy, and she stayed that way all the way home. We were both so excited that we ran into the house and Kristen hurried me into the bathroom. She immediately tore her dress off and dove into the shower. I followed her for a quick rinse-and-dry, then we piled into bed.

She smiled and pulled me to her. We kissed long and hard and we were both grinning from ear to ear when we finally lay back. I said, “You rubbing yourself like that was the nastiest and the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, Kris.”

“I know! I’ve never felt so wanton or so sexual in my whole life. I would have made love to you on the hood of the car right there on the street if you had asked me. I didn’t know that I could be like this.” We were lying on our backs talking. She suddenly turned to me and said, “Remember when we made love at your house and you kissed me everywhere, Pete? Would you do that now?”

It was very exciting that she would actually ask me to do it, and I was glad to oblige. So I told her to lie back. My mind was awhirl thinking about the different ways that I wanted to please her, so I positioned myself alongside her and reached to touch her body, but I had to stop for a moment. Her beauty, and the fact that she was allowing me to be with her once again, was somehow shocking. I felt very fortunate and I was probably more excited than she was when I began.

I started at her forehead and kissed my way past her eyes to her beautiful mouth. Kristen has beautiful full lips, and I loved kissing and licking them. I then ran my tongue around the inside of her ears. That caused her to begin making those purring noises that I liked so much. I kissed her neck, then I pulled both her arms up and watched as she jumped slightly when I licked her armpits and the inside of her elbows. I kissed and licked the palms of her hands and sucked on a few of her fingers. I eventually moved down and began to knead her breasts and kiss around her nipples, then I stopped again.

She was lying on her back and her eyes were tightly closed. Her mouth was open and she was breathing heavily. The sight of her was so exciting that it was all I could do not to make love to her that very minute. I actually had to take a few breaths myself before I could continue.

Her body is magnificent. It isn’t Molly’s alabaster perfection; it’s a rich European olive and the outer lips of her pussy have a dark tinge to them. Her areolas are large, her nipples full and quite long, and everything was a deep rich red right now. Her muscles are long and well-defined and she reminds me of Sam or Erin when she moves, then she opened her eyes.

I feel a shock whenever she looks at me. Her eyes are coal black, and the gold flecks in her irises tend to jump out and absolutely mesmerize me. It seems like she looks into my soul, and an odd thought crossed my mind. I don’t think that I could ever successfully lie to her, but her look just now wasn’t about truth; it was about lust, so I went back to work – as if pleasing this goddess could ever be work.

I took each nipple into my mouth and suckled it. I licked and sucked and teased them with my tongue until she was moving and groaning, then I got an idea. I gently drew the first and second finger of her left hand into my mouth and got them wet, then I bent down and deposited some saliva right on her clit. I moved her hand down to her vagina after that, placed her fingers inside her and her thumb on her clit, and began moving them around. I kept my hand there until she began moving them herself, then I went back to her nipples. I sucked then and lightly bit them until her movements got ragged and I kissed her on the lips just as she came.

She threw her arms around me and kissed me so hard that it hurt, so I held her until she calmed down a bit, then bent and kissed her pussy. It was awash with her juices and her clit was sticking out from under its hood like a tiny penis. I got between her legs as though I was going to enter her, and she cried out, “Oh God, yesss, Pete,” but I picked her legs up and pushed them back until her knees were beside her head instead of entering her. Her beautiful -- and beautifully engorged -- pussy was right in front of me, and I plunged my tongue into her as far as it would go.

She tried to grab my head, but I caught her wrists and held them as I delicately ravaged her pussy. I licked her, sucked her, and slid the bridge of my nose up and down against her clit. She started making a high-pitched keening noise and her juices began flowing from her In less than 30 seconds. I don’t know how long she continued to come, but I was so turned on by this time that I was ready to explode. I still held her wrists as I pulled myself up and set the head of my cock against her gaping pussy. I was going to plunge into her when she suddenly jerked away from me and turned on her side.

I was afraid I might have hurt her, so I quickly asked, “Are you okay, Kris?” Her voice was weak when she answered, “Oh, wow, Pete, so ... so good!” She sat up after a minute or two and looked at me. Her eyes were glazed as she told me, “That was good, unbelievably good, Pete. I’ve never come so much or so hard in my entire life. I feel like I’m on fire down there!”

She took both my hands in hers and said, “I have to tell you some things about me, Pete. I know that I sometimes come off like I’ve been everywhere and done a lot. I have been to a lot of places, but in truth, my family keeps a pretty close eye on me. I told you that I’d been with a few boys before and I even had a boyfriend for a while, but he was a dud, and the other things that I’ve done were hurried things that were mostly done by me to prove that I was growing up to myself.”

“It was the first time anyone truly made love to me when we had sex at your house, and although it was wonderful, it scared me to death and I had almost decided not to see you again, but I knew that I was lost and had to see more of you when we ran into each other at school and you kissed me that day. I’ve thought of nothing else when we started dating and the possibility of this trip came up. It still took me a while to decide that this time with you was going to be different. You need to know something now that I have.”

“Nobody ever kissed me down there before you. It was wonderful the first time, and it was even better just now, but I don’t know how to reciprocate. I want to make you feel good too, but I don’t know how, and there’s something else! I’ve been told that I don’t know how to do things halfway. I’m worried that I might embarrass you or cause you to think badly of me since we made love here and I decided to completely give myself to both you and our lovemaking.”

I was stunned! I was shocked and a little pleased by her lack of experience, but I was amazed that she would think that she would embarrass me or cause me to think poorly of her. I quickly answered her, saying, “I know that you think that I know about things that I shouldn’t, Kristen, and I’ll tell you why I know about them one day, but I’m just a 17-year-old guy who’s getting crazier about you every day. I haven’t been with every girl in school, but I have been with some loving people who have showed me things that I hope I can share with you. You mean a lot to me, and the more time I spend around you, the more I appreciate who you are. You have to understand that I’m a little awed by you, as well. You’re rich, you’re beautiful, and you’ve been all over the world. I imagine that you’ve done things and been places that I never even heard of, so, why don’t we do this? Why don’t we forget about past things and enjoy ourselves while we spend this time together? I’ll show you the best time that I can and you try to keep me from making a fool of myself.” I stuck my hand out and said, “Deal?”

She took my hand, said “Deal!” and pulled me to her.

The next few hours were pretty much straight sex. Even though she’s a tall girl, I found that I couldn’t go into her all the way because I would hit bottom and that would cause her pain, but it was deep enough that it was very satisfying. I tried to go down on her several times, but she asked, in a little girl’s voice, if it would be okay if we just did ‘regular’ stuff for a while because she was enjoying the feeling of me being inside her so much. We both lay back and started to fall asleep after one particularly great finish. I remember glancing at the bedside clock and seeing that it was after one o’clock. She shook me awake at three-thirty for an encore and again at five in the morning.

Friday

The phone woke us a little after nine. I answered it on the fourth ring, and a cold-sounding Desi said, “Gee, did I wake you, or were you fucking?”

I said, “Desi, knock it off! What’s up?”

“Are we going riding?”

“Uhh, yeah. Tell you what. Tell everyone to wear swimsuits. We’ll ride up to the high creek.”

She said, “Okay.” I heard someone talking in the background, then she said, “Della will make sandwiches. I’ll bring some Cokes and we can sink them in the creek.”

“Okay, I’ll saddle the horses. Be here around ten thirty.” I started to jump out of bed and Kris said, Where ya going?”

“I have to take a leak.” She said, “Me too,” and got up. I walked into the bathroom and she followed me, then stood next to the toilet, waiting. I asked, “What are you doing?”

She said, “I want to watch! You can watch me after you finish, if you like.” I was surprised, and I wasn’t sure if she was kidding, so I said, “But you already watched me do this once before.”

“I know, I want to do it again.”

“Okay, you first.” She promptly sat down and let a stream of urine loose. I remembered the time that I had seen Sylvia do this, but I cringed to myself as I remembered that I actually had my hand on her pussy when she did it, but there was no hand in the way this time, and I was amazed at how strong the flow was.

She got up and wiped herself when she finished, then stood next to me. I was a little self-conscious, so it took a little time before I started, and it started with a little dribble when it did. Kris said, “I want to hold it,” as she brushed my hand away and took hold of my penis. She got a big smile on her face when the stream finally started, and started making pee circles in the toilet. She said, “This is so great; I wish that I could do that!”

We went back into the bedroom when I finished, and I found that I was a little hard from what went on in the bathroom, so I reached for her. She giggled, dodged me and said, “Down, Boy; we don’t want to wear it out the first day.” I finally caught her and pulled her to me. I nuzzled her neck and said, “Hey, you’re the one who woke me up so many times last night.” She hugged me hard and pressed herself against me. “I know. I can’t keep my hands off you, but I’m a little sore, so could we wait until later... ?”

I answered, “Of course, Sweetie,” and licked her earlobe before I pulled away.

I was saddling the horses when I thought to ask Kristen if she could ride. She said yes, so I picked out a good mare with a nice gait. I was about to throw a saddle on it when I noticed Kristen softly cooing and talking to a big black horse that I hadn’t seen before. She was walking around him, touching him, and whispering to him. He seemed skittish at first, but he finally seemed to settle down. Kristen grabbed a saddle and a blanket from the tack room and expertly put them on him. The horse moved around a little, but Kristen tightened and adjusted everything in almost no time. She finally took the reins in her hand and nudged him a little. The horse started walking and Kristen was walking alongside it with her hand on the saddle horn. He suddenly bolted!

Kris swung herself on in one fluid motion. The corral gate was open, but the animal was headed for one of the corner posts. I had seen horses do this before. He obviously intended to brush her off against the post. But Kristen dug her heels in and jerked his head around. He went into a full gallop, but it was through the center of the opening and they went flying across the field. Then I heard a female voice behind me say, “Holy fuck!” I looked around and the girls were standing there. All three had their jaws hanging down, but Denise had her hand over her mouth.

I finished with the horses, then we all got on and joined up with Kristen. Her mount was breathing hard, but he was docile as a lamb, and Kristen was sitting on him as though she’d been riding him forever. I rode up alongside her and said, “You have horses of your own, right?” She grinned and nodded.

The upper creek was a good hour and a half ride from the house, so we had plenty of time to talk. Denise teased Kris by saying that she was the Lone Ranger’s daughter, and Desi claimed that Kris should work with Kate as a riding instructor. The temperature was in the high 80s by the time we reached the picnic spot. Desi immediately sank the six-pack of Coke in the creek, and we watered and tied the horses. I had brought a couple of blankets, so we used them to make a nice little camp under a tree a few yards from the creek, then we settled down and began chomping on salami sandwiches.

The creek is about twenty feet wide here and about six or seven feet deep. It was a perfect place for a dip and I was looking forward to it after lunch. Kristen was sitting next to me and Denise was animatedly talking with her about horses. Della was being her typical aloof self; she was sitting a little away from us and staring at the mountains. I thought to myself that this was actually an improvement. She wouldn’t have been here at all a while back, unless Sam was here for her to lean on. Desi was munching on her sandwich, but she was stealing glances at Kristen every once in a while.

I watched these four pretty girls and thought about how lucky I was to know them. I couldn’t keep a smile from my face. Kristen is sensational. She’s beyond anything I had imagined. I was beginning to feel about her as I had about Sam, and it’s scary. I looked at Desi and thought about how she had matured before my eyes, but this jealousy thing was getting tiresome, and I wanted to spank her as much as I wanted to hug her.

Della had matured as well, but she was put off by Kristen right now. I was seeing a side of her that I had never imagined. She was jealous! I wondered what it would be like to spend some time with her if Kristen wasn’t around. The biggest change was in Denise. The wise-ass, trash-talking girl who I had first met was now a happy-sounding, friendly girl. I wanted to grab her and hold her close to me.

I thought about Denise, Tammy, and Amy, and what a difference a stable, loving home life had meant to these girls. It almost brought tears to my eyes, and I promised myself that I would do my damnedest to make sure that any child of mine would have that kind of a home life. I guess that I had a strange expression on my face, because Kris looked over at me and raised her eyebrow, but I just shook my head.

It was really getting hot now, and Denise said, “Hey! Last one in the creek is a pussy,” and she started taking her boots off. Clothes were flying everywhere the next thing I knew, and Denise and Desi were running to the creek, their bikini-clad bottoms bouncing as they ran. I made sure that the horses were secure before I began taking my boots off. I happened to glance at Della as I was doing so. She had her boots and pants off, but she was standing transfixed, staring at something. I looked to see what it was, and saw that it was Kristen walking to the creek naked.

A laughing Denise tore off her top and threw it on the shore as soon as Kristen slid into the water. Desi did the same thing a few seconds later, and her bottoms appeared a moment after that, as well.

I was down to my trunks by this time, so I made a beeline for the water. It was icy-cold and took my breath away for a second, which was just long enough for all three girls to jump on me and try to pull my suit off. I really didn’t mind, but I was a little embarrassed because my penis was about halfway hard. I couldn’t help reacting to all these lovable ladies even in the cold water. I fought mightily (sort of) but they were successful in removing my trunks. We were soon having a ball dunking and splashing each other. Della even joined us in the creek, but she kept her suit on and watched from a respectful distance.

We all got out once we’d had enough. Denise pulled her bottoms off and the four of us lay on the blankets and air-dried. It was the first time I had ever seen a redhead ‘down there’ when I looked at Denise. I don’t know why, but I was surprised that the hair there was red there as well. I lay facedown until the ladies grabbed me and turned me over, and I had to look away from them and concentrate on other things for a while.

Kristen then did something odd. Della was sitting by herself on the edge of the blanket that was farthest from us and Kristen went over and sat by her. You could tell that Della was a little uneasy, but Kristen started quietly talking to her. Kristen got up after a minute, and pulled on her clothes, then went back to Della. They were too far away for me to hear what they were saying, but Kristen seemed to do most of the talking.

Desi, Denise, and I were talking and I noticed Desi watching Denise sneak looks at my penis. I was having fun watching them and I would tighten my thigh muscles and cause my cock to move a little every time Denise would glance at me. Desi finally frowned at me and said, “Knock it off, Pete. Quit teasing her!” I said, “Who’s teasing!” as I grabbed both of them, pulled them on top of me and began kissing them. They both shrieked and jumped up, and I lay there laughing.

I looked at Della and Kristen. They had seen what happened, and both were smiling. We finally got dressed and headed back to the ranch. Desi and Denise rode with me, while Kristen and Della rode behind us and talked.

The girls asked Kristen and me if we had plans for the evening when we got back. They told us that they would call us later when we said ‘no’. I started putting the horses away and Kristen went into the house to clean up. I went inside after I finished. She was fresh out of the shower, sitting naked on a chair in the bedroom, looking out the window at the mountains. I showered, then pulled a chair up next to her, and we sat quietly. I was actually kind of tired from the sun and because we hadn’t slept much last night.

She finally said, “It’s beautiful here. It’s a lot like my grandpa’s place in Italy. It feels like we’re a million miles from LA.” I was about to agree when the phone rang. It was Della, saying that her folks were back and would like to see me, and asking if we would join them for dinner. Kristen nodded her approval, and we agreed to be there at seven.

I looked at the clock when I hung up, and it was just after four, so I asked Kristen what she would like to do until then. She got up, went to the bed, and said, “Please come here.” I lay down next to her and she kissed me, then she straddled my chest facing me, and brought her pussy to my mouth. She said, “Make me wet,” in a husky voice.

I eagerly complied by giving her left knee a dozen butterfly kisses. Kris whimpered, then hissed, “God, yes, Pete!” when I started licking between her thighs. I could taste the beginnings of her arousal before long. Everything about Kristen was richer and stronger than other girls. It wasn’t objectionable at all; it was just more definite. Her nectar had an almost earthy flavor when she came, and anything she had come in contact with had the odor of sex even a while later. I was beginning to love that odor.

She had a small, preliminary orgasm in a very few minutes, and she sat back for a minute. I was hard as steel by this time, and Kris noticed it. She moaned, then backed up and slid herself onto my turgid member. I could feel every ridge inside her. It was an amazing feeling, but she slid off and lay down next to me just as I was really getting into things. Surprised, I cried, “Kris, wha--?”

She interrupted, “I want you to show me how to please you, Pete. I want you to show me everything. I want to know how you feel when you lick me, and I want to know how you and I both taste.” I was intrigued, but couldn’t decide where to start, so Kristen decided for me by touching my erection. It was slick with her juices, and she rubbed it for a second, then tasted her fingers. She did it several times, almost like she was sampling a wine. She grimaced a little afterward, then bent over and touched her lips to my penis. She didn’t do anything else; she just let her lips rest there for a minute, then I felt her tongue touching and feeling around.