Chapter 5

Shirley and I got married a month later between our junior and senior year of high school. Shirley was not pregnant, just as her mom suspected. Shirley was disappointed but said we would have plenty of time for kids later. We had started watching the calendar and it was working so far. The locals all had their eyebrows raised thinking we had to get married. Even the priest went on and on about our pre-marital stuff. Shirley and I agreed it was none of his business and didn't confess any of it. Our folks always shushed folks quick with a better they get married than not. Lots of kids quit school because they have to get married. These kids didn't. We did get some respect. Before we got married there always seemed to be time for us to be alone, often in the comfort of one of our homes. After we got married we stayed at her house till the upstairs was fixed up at my house. The room covered the entire house so we had sort of a separate sitting area and a sleeping area. The bed made a little too much noise. It was directly over the kitchen which was next to Mom and Dad's bedroom. When we would lay exhausted after making love, you could hear the springs from Mom and Dad's bed getting a work out. This always made Shirley and I start again.

Anyway, I'm getting away from the point of this long story, you know, the creamy stuff.

When we got married, our parents lent us a newer car, gave us a chunk of money and sent us off with our marriage license on a honeymoon. We drove north, wondering through Georgia, into Tennessee, Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri, then back to Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania and into New York to Niagara Falls. We stopped when we felt like it, usually finding a motel, hotel, or cabin to stay at. Only once did we sleep in the car, even that was fun. The best part of this trip is something we learned and started to do in a cabin in Missouri. We went to a place called Big Springs Park. There was a spring there that pumped 180,000 plus gallons of water a day out of the ground, pretty impressive. More impressive were the woods with the isolated cabins there.

We had been walking all around having a great time seeing terrain we were not used to seeing. This was totally different country than we were used too. That day we had found a small pond that was fed by the spring on one end and had a spill way on the other. It was a very hot day so with no one else around we decided to do some skinny-dipping. We had our clothes off in a flash and jumped into the water before testing it. The water was probably 60-65 degrees from the spring. Cold. We did splash around for a minute but it was too cold to stay in. Back into the clothes then we ran back to our cabin. We jumped into the metal two square foot shower together to get warm. When we finished and dried off we lay back on the bed in anticipation of a nap. We snuggled, spooned that is with my hand finding a nipple and my ever hard dick finding the crevice between her legs. Shirley just raised her leg and tucked me into her pussy. What a lovely way to nap. No napping for Shirley. As soon as my dick hits her pussy, she start to rock. That of course interests my dick into maximum hardness and starts the in and out motor. This was a slow gentle loving. Slowly in and out, holding her nipple, kissing her neck. The longer this went the faster it became. Shirley twisted around, pulling free of me. The look was there and she pushed me flat and mounted me in a second. As she went up and down on me, she touched herself. Something she had started doing recently. I was tweaking her nipples while she was doing herself on me.

Shirley started getting faster, making me feel the start of my juice machine. She started her vibration and luckily I was still a long way from a geyser. With multiple groans, grunts, and screams, she had a great orgasm. She sat very still touching herself through the end of her feel goods. She pulled free and got on her hands and knees and told me to mount her like a dog.