Chapter 5

Gary and Gertrude raced away for a bit, until the townhouse was out of sight. "You know what was different?"

He slowed down to talk quietly, and she did too. "What?"

"She didn't say to come by every 30 minutes."

"Huh?"

"Mom said 'be careful', but she didn't say we had to check in."

Gary looked thoughtful. "Did she just forget? Or, does she expect us to do it without being told?"

Gertrude looked back, eyes bright. "She said be back for lunch. Mom doesn't usually make mistakes like that. She wasn't even checking on us in my room."

Gary nodded. They had left her door open without being told. Gary's heart lurched when he thought it through, and his cock twitched.

"We talked last night. After I got home. She told me to be careful then, too. She didn't mean getting hit by a car."

Gary's pulse pounded harder. "But we're still outside. It's cold today, even with the sun."

"Did you bring your pack?"

"Sure."

"Let's go get it."

He led her to the back of her own fence. There were two backpacks, one he had not seen with a Boy Scout emblem on it. He looked at the girl beside him.

"That's my brother's. He's had it for ages. I put a black blanket and a pillow in there. What's in yours?"

"A blanket?"

Gertrude looked at him, a hungry gleam in her eyes. "Anything else?"

He felt his face heat up. "Yeah." He swallowed. "A packet of safes."

"Plural? You think you'll be able to recover that fast?"

He laughed. "Oh yeah."

"Good." She pulled him close. He put his arms around her and kissed her once, then again when she parted her lips. Her tongue teased his, then he groaned and thrust past her lips to tangle inside her mouth. They fought for a moment and pulled back simultaneously, breathing hard. Gary smiled and leaned to the side as he bent down. Her neck was very sensitive, and he breathed on it before licking up to her ear. She jumped despite knowing what he would do, and a moan escaped when he lipped her earlobes. He licked it, and behind her ear, then bit her neck gently. Her head fell forward onto his chest. While she rested, he slid his palms around her ribs and cupped her breasts. The points pressed into her palms and he gently massaged them. She shivered and drew away. "Not here. Let's find that clearing."

He nodded, and they grabbed their packs, hopped aboard the bikes and pedaled away. Across from the complex was a wooded area. It reached all the way to the Crossroads Plaza, and was much wider than the Plaza. A little-used trail led through, and while walking their bikes recently the couple had found a small glade. He had not been thrilled with the thought of clearing the brush, but Gertrude had smiled and asked him if they could clear a spot big enough for two to lie down, and Gary had experienced an uncharacteristic desire for physical exertion.

The clearing was full of colorful, fallen leaves, but an old broom that had been in a trash bin made it easy to clean up. As soon as he was done, Gertrude made a bower for them. She looked up from kneeling on the ground, her heart beating fast. He was watching her, a stupefied expression on his face. "Were you undressing me with your eyes?"

He started, and looked guilty. Gertrude spoke softly. "There's no breeze at all here. It's almost warm enough to sunbathe." She wriggled her rear, turned around, and lay down, eyes closed.

Gary gulped quietly. Her long brown hair was spread out around her head. Twin peaks pushed up from her blouse, and while he looked her nipples became visible. The swelling in his crotch became uncomfortable, and that broke his trance.

Gertrude could feel his gaze. Knowing he liked her lack-of-chest was a real upper. She felt her nipples tighten, and warmth spread through her body to her crotch. There were some rustling sounds above her. The cloth beside her shifted a few times. A shadow crossed her face. Suddenly, warm breath caressed her lips and Gertrude smiled at the sensation. It stayed there, so she opened her eyes to see Gary inches away. He was waiting for her; his lips approached and she gasped when they touched her mouth. His tongue immediately invaded her, and they fought for a long moment until she groaned. Gertrude's arms were around him, pulling him to her, and she stroked his bare back while he plundered her mouth.

Bare back? She thought. His mouth left hers to trail down her neck, and trace her ears. She ran her hands all over his bare flesh. When she ventured lower, she found his rear just as exposed. A delighted smile greeted Gary when he rose up.

"Like what you found?"

"Mmmmm. Eager?"

"I'm just working on my tan. Hey!"

She pinched his ass, and he pulled away. Before he got far she had both hands on his ass cheeks. Gertrude pulled him to her, pressing his hard dick into her overheated crotch. "Oh yeah. You can't get more tan."

He rested some of his weight there, and she opened her legs wide and wrapped them around his. Gary tried to scoot down, then gave up and licked and nibbled her neck. She responded by tightening her legs, and pressing so hard it hurt his cock. "Ah, ow. Too hard, Gertrude."

"I hurt you? I'm sorry."

"It's more your jeans are too scratchy."

"Is that all? If they bother you, do something about them." She smiled.

He growled and moved to one side. His left hand cupped her breast and started teasing the nipple through her shirt. When she squirmed, he let up briefly.

Gertrude smiled at him. Gary grinned and reached for the buttons. She hummed approvingly while her eyes went shut. After the second one he bent down and kissed the skin near her bra. Gertrude breathed faster and he unfastened more buttons. While he licked the swell of her breast he undid the front clasp, and slid his hand onto her freshly bared tit.

"Ahhh." A gentle massage brought more wordless approval, and he used his tongue to push the cup off her other mound. Gary's lips brushed the nipple and she gasped. His hand started teasing the nipple it had been holding. Gertrude squirmed under the relentless pressure. He squeezed one nipple and licked the other. Gertrude moaned, loudly, so he licked it again. She moaned again. This time he licked it, then sucked it into his mouth.

"Ah! So hot. Oh!" He had moved his hand to her crotch and pressed down. Gertrude bucked up against his hand, then started humping it. He recognized the signs and started flicking her nipple with his tongue. When she responded, he sucked it again, then squeezed her crotch and rubbed her clit through the layers.

"Ah! Hah!" She cried out and went rigid under his hands and mouth. After several seconds she relaxed a bit, and Gary sucked her nipple again. "Agh!" She bucked up into his hand, rubbing herself on him. When Gertrude came down from her second orgasm, he left her alone. Eventually she opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Mmmm. That was wonderful," she purred. "Now it's your turn." She sat up on her knees and dropped her shirt and bra to the side. With a twist she rotated on the blanket and was looking at his body, from the knees up. Keeping eye contact, she reached out with her left hand and ran fingers up his thigh. When she reached the junction, she hesitated. Gary waited, swallowing nervously. Finally she tickled his ball, and he jumped. Gertrude smiled at him, then petted them before moving up to the root of his cock. He closed his eyes when she squeezed it. "Oooh. Look at that.

He opened his eyes in time to see her fingers spreading around his pre-come. "Ah!" The head was super-sensitive, and he could not help writhing under her touch.

"I've always wanted lots of room to do this."

"Do what?" She did not answer, so he looked down and saw her tongue extending out. When their eyes met, she licked away the moisture. "Ah!"

Gertrude asked sweetly, "Is it that sensitive?" She licked it again.

"Ah! Oh!"

"Are you really so close to coming?" She licked the entire head.

"Ah! Hah! Yes!"

"Let me help, " Gertrude purred. She wet her lips, opened her mouth, and slowly swallowed as much as she could. Gertrude gripped the foreskin in her hands and moved it up and down over his cock while her mouth moved up and down the head.

"Aaaah!" He cried out in extreme pleasure. "Can't, I, gonna..." Making her come had turned him on and gotten him rock hard. Now her manipulations were rapidly putting him over the edge. He started humping her face in time with her hand's movements. Gary felt the sperm boiling inside. He had forgotten to breathe and started to see black all around.

"Mmm hmm, " she agreed, humming over his cock. She squeezed in rhythm with his humping.

The added stimulation was too much. He tried to scream and could not. Sucking in a huge lungful of air, Gary exploded in her mouth, forcing his cock into her throat.

The first blast went straight down her throat. She coughed and pulled back a little so just the head was inside her mouth. Gary's rear was hitting the ground, then bouncing when he spurted. Gertrude bobbed her head to keep his cock in her mouth while the sperm came out. After six blasts Gary collapsed, and Gertrude relaxed. She pumped his meat with her hand, and sucked the head, vacuuming up his cum. The taste was neutral to her, but the heady feeling of power when she made him come was an extraordinary spice to the flavor of his sperm.

Eventually he stopped her movements with his hand. "It's too tender. Just hold it, please?"

She did so, lifting her head. When he calmed down, he answered her smile with his own. "Wow."

She agreed, "That was amazing."

"It was pretty good from this end, too." They laughed. "You enjoyed it?"

"Oh yes. Now I have a problem though."

"What's that?" Gary looked concerned for a moment.

"My panties are completely soaked through."

He chuckled. "Don't let me stop you from fixing that."

"Oooh. You want a show, eh?"

He grinned. Gary had figured out that orders only made her stubborn, no matter how much she wanted it. "Will you?"

She smiled and rose to her feet. Two steps brought her over his head. There she put her hands on the snap of her jeans. She waited until she had his full attention, and suddenly unsnapped it. She saw his throat bulge as Gary swallowed, hard. The zipper made a small crackling sound as she lowered it a little bit at a time. Gertrude help the sides up so all he saw was the brass teeth. When she was done, she opened the fly wide. Gary saw white, lacy cloth, with a large dark patch reaching up her pubic bone.

"Are you wet?" Gary teased.

"Are you enjoying the show?" She teased back.

He reached down and stroked one finger along his cock. It was not hard, but it had swelled perceptibly from its previous flaccid state. "Yeah."

Gertrude pushed her panties down. From below Gary could see between her legs. Her liquids had soaked through the cotton and were oozing down her legs. He swallowed at the sight, and Gertrude saw his cock swell some more, becoming positively chubby. "Oooh. You like this even better, don't you?"

He just licked his lips.

"If you're going to use that tongue, I've got a better place for it." Gertrude stepped out of her jeans, then grasped the elastic of her panties and peeled them down, slowly. She stopped when her pubic hair started to show, and Gary swallowed again. She paused again at the top of her slit, and he watched her press her thumbs against her clit. Gertrude shivered. "Oooh. That feels so good. Think you can make me feel better?"

Gary stared, then suddenly remembered she had asked a question. "Yeah. Show me more and I'll make you feel much, much, better."

Gertrude smiled at the offer and lowered her panties until the cloth was only barely touching her crotch. Gary saw a string of moisture running from her slit to her underwear. As he watched, it thinned and broke. Gary swallowed again, and licked his lips. "You're really wet, " he had to force the words out.