Chapter 3

This part is based upon a reader's suggestion.

Not quite a month after Teena, Gordo and Stick began their sexual adventures, they were caught. Not by their parents, but by Jeri, Teena's 13 year-old big sister. Jeri was usually completely uninterested in her little sister's life and she completely loathed Stick. So, whenever Stick was over, Jeri tried to be somewhere else.

Somewhere else had lately been wherever Johnson Pinecone - the Keene's neighbor and Jeri's boyfriend - happened to be. Jeri had only recently decided to date Johnson. Previously, he was an annoying and geeky pest who worshipped the ground she walked on, as all boys should, of course. What changed was a trip to her grandparent's farm a few months ago. Johnson had been working in the hay barn in nothing but a pair of cutoff shorts and Jeri had seen nothing but a finely muscled sweat-sheened body tossing heavy bales of hay like they were toys. Jeri had felt an immediate tightening in her tummy and her nipples harden with desire. It was several minutes before she realized that the bronzed young god who was causing her hormones to pop was Johnson and that he was no longer geeky.

She had spent hours watching him work, fascinated by the play of hard muscle under smooth skin. Johnson had quickly realized that Jeri was his to be had. A hard-bodied neighbor girl had also been showing interest in Johnson and that was enough to cause Jeri to go berserk with jealousy. The next afternoon, she had confronted him in the hay barn.

"Johnson, just what is that little slut doing hanging around here?" she asked him.

He picked up the next bale and hauled it up into the loft, Jeri following close behind, watching his ass clench with the effort of going up the steep and narrow stairs to the loft. Her mouth was dry and her panties were damp. She knew what was going on - she was stupid, but she wasn't completely ignorant of the facts of life. She knew she wanted Johnson, and she wanted him badly. She also knew that she had no experience with boys. A few stolen kisses were as far as she had ever gone. Despite her tight shirts and low-rider jeans, it was all an empty show.

Johnson dropped the bale on the pile and turned to face Jeri. "I think she likes me. We've been spending a lot of time together this summer." He smiled to himself as he saw the flush of rage run up Jeri's face. She had always treated him as though he were a disposable possession. Now she seemed to be having a serious jealousy fit. That suited him just fine. He loved Jeri with all his heart and this might be just the leverage he needed to get her to love him back.

"What FOR? You can tell that she's just after one thing! She doesn't even know you. You don't even live near here. She should be looking for some farm boy, not for you. You're mi..." she stopped suddenly. Johnson smiled at her.

She blushed and looked away. Johnson walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, slowly drawing her close to him. She refused to look him in the eyes. He said, "Jeri, I am yours. We're just friends. You're the only girl I've ever loved and the only girl I'll ever love." He slid his hands up to her cheeks and turned her to face him. He held her eyes with his, a new confidence rising alongside his erection. He slowly leaned close to her, brushing her lips with his, then, when there was no resistance, in a firmer kiss.

Jeri's heart was hammering in her chest. She could smell the acrid scent of Johnson's sweat filling her nostrils, feel the warmth of his bare chest pressing against her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra. His hands were stroking her neck and shoulders and the taste of his lips was delicious. This was certainly better than a quick peck behind the school! She wondered where Johnson had learned to kiss like this, and again felt her jealousy rising. She couldn't risk losing him. She'd show him that she was better than that little slut next door! She lifted her arms around Johnson and held him tightly, pressing her lips against his, opening them slightly. She ran her arms along the rippling muscles of his back, finally resting her hands on the rock-hard slope of his ass, increasing the pressure between them.

Johnson felt her pull him to her and felt her lips part. He was sure his hard-on was going to tear through his cut-offs. Was his every dream going to come true? Would she give herself to him? Was he going to have sex? With Jeri? The goddess of his fantasies? He pressed his tongue into her mouth, feeling the satiny texture of her lips and then the cool hard smoothness of her teeth until he finally felt the rough warmth of her tongue reaching up to touch his. The groan that escaped him was matched by her moan of pleasure.

Johnson stepped forward slightly, pressing Jeri backwards towards an opened bale of hay. This was his private hideaway, his place of solitude. Many was the day when, his chores done, he would lay back in the soft hay and watch the swallows dart and soar through the dancing dust motes in the late afternoon. Often his thoughts would turn to Jeri and what he would do to her if she were there - and now she WAS there! Now he didn't need to stroke his hard-on until he squirted into the hay, now he had his goddess to fulfill his needs.

Jeri fell backwards, tangled up in Johnson, giggling softly as she came to rest in a pile of hay with him on top of her. Her legs were spread and she could feel his full weight on top of her. Instinctively, she hooked her ankles behind his bare calves and wrapped her arms up under his shoulders, nuzzling softly at his neck. Just as instinctively, Johnson pressed his groin into hers, feeling her softness yielding to his hardness. Jeri pressed her hips back, whimpering quietly. The depth of her NEED for him frightened her. Her heart was pounding so loudly that she couldn't hear anything else. All she could smell was Johnson, the taste of him still filled her mouth, All she could touch was him and now, pressing into her most private area was his cock. Only four small, thin strips of cloth kept her from taking him into herself. She knew that if she were naked, she would willingly take his dick into her body - and she'd love it. But she couldn't! She didn't want to get pregnant at 13.

Johnson felt her push back at him and knew he could have her. He wanted her - Who cares if she got pregnant? He wanted to marry her anyway. A baby would just move things up a little bit. He arched his back and cupped her breasts with his hands. Jeri moaned again and pressed her chest into his hands. She closed her eyes and allowed the incredible sensations to wash over her. Her lack of attention allowed Johnson to use one hand to push her shirt and bra up, exposing her firm young breast to his eyes - and then his mouth. Wasting no time, he leaned forward and began suckling at her left nipple.

Jeri's eyes flashed open at the first contact of his lips to her breast. She gasped in surprise and overwhelming pleasure, and then held his head to her breast, arching her back. Johnson toyed with her nipple with his lips and tongue, alternating soft kisses, slow sucking, and fast flicks with his tongue. He'd read enough porn magazines to know what to do - And while his mouth was busy on her breast, his hands were unsnapping and unzipping Jeri's jeans.

Once he had her pants un-done, he sat up and began slipping them over Jeri's rounded hips and firm bottom. She raised herself up, still overwhelmed with pleasure. She kept enough awareness to grab the waistband of her panties, though she wanted nothing more than to be naked in front of his eyes. He was disappointed that she kept her underpants on, but he figured it was only a matter of time. He stood up, gazing down at her nearly naked body. He quickly stripped his cut-offs and underwear off, until he was completely naked. He stood in the shafts of sunlight like a young Adonis.

Jeri watched him, fascinated. He was gorgeous. Strong, young, healthy and completely in love with her, his face glowed with his love and his erection throbbed with his passion and with his lust. She was surprised at how big it was. She knew that it had to fit inside of her, but she couldn't believe that something that big would really do so. She was amazed at the flare of the tip and the ridges of veins running the length of his shaft. The hair between his legs did little to hide the large sack holding his balls. She wondered what that would feel like pressing against her bottom with that long rod deep within her body. His dick looked nothing like what she imagined it would. She thought about slipping her panties off and demanding that he take her, that he get on top of her and push his cock into her. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slipped them down her legs, watching Johnson's face light up with anticipation. The short delay was what saved her. Her passions were still coursing through every inch of her body, but her mind managed to gain enough control to stop what was about to happen.

"Johnson, I want you - I want you so much it scares me. But we can't..." Johnson's face fell. "I... I... think I know what we can do though, Johnson." She stood up, a perfect Venus to his Adonis, the sunlight creating a pattern of shadows across her body that Johnson would remember to his dying day. Her jutting breasts led to a flat tummy and a small, golden triangle of hair at the V of her legs. She stepped towards him, pressing her breasts to his chest, loving the feel of his skin on hers. As his arms came up to draw her to him and again press her into his bed of hay, she slid down his chest with small nips and kisses. He looked down his body, as her hands gently grasped his rock hard penis. The smooth skin of her back, the blonde fan of her hair, the flare of her hips were beyond any fantasy Johnson had ever had.

Jeri knew what a blowjob was, of course. What teenage girl didn't these days? She had just never believed that she would ever give one. But she knew, knew in her deepest being that if she didn't put Johnson's penis in her mouth and suck until he shot his semen down her throat, that she would instead, have him shooting that same semen deep into her womb. And that she would love it. So, instead, she kissed the length of him, tasting him, cupping his balls with her hand. As Johnson groaned happily, she slowly pressed the tip of his erection between her lips, sliding the shaft deep into her mouth.

Johnson began flexing his hips and Jeri allowed him to slide his penis in and out of her mouth. She knew the rough idea of how to give a blowjob but lacked the finesse of someone with more experience. Johnson didn't care one bit. His entire being was concentrated in the 5 inches of his penis, slipping in and out of this young woman's sucking mouth. As turned on as he was, he exploded in less than a minute.

Jeri felt him swell, felt his balls pull up close to his body, and then felt a surge of warm, gooey liquid splashing into her mouth that she knew must be his semen. She began to swallow. Johnson gripped her head, forcing himself deeply into her mouth and groaned loudly. Surge after surge until he finally sagged forward, barely catching himself as his climax finished. Jeri sat back on her heels and wiped her mouth, looking up at Johnson. He was panting heavily and his eyes were unfocused.

"Johnson, was that OK?" She asked, shyly.

"Oh my GOD Jeri! I never even imagined anything could feel like that!!" He wanted her even more, now.

She stood up, "We should get dressed, Johnson. My grandparents will be wondering where we are." She began dressing.

Johnson wanted to throw her onto the ground and take her, but his love and respect for her would not allow such a thing. Only slightly disappointed, he also dressed. "Jeri, you are the most perfect woman on Earth. I love you forever."

She smiled as she pulled her shirt on. "More than that slut next door?"

"Who? Oh! Jeri, I don't even care about her! You are the only woman for me." She kissed him quickly and headed down the ladder-like stairs to the main hay barn and then back into the house with an extra sway to her hips.

And that was the pattern for their trysts ever since then. Each time they had gotten closer and closer to that moment that Johnson longed for and Jeri feared - and desired. Just last weekend, she had allowed him to slide his penis the length of her slit, naked flesh slipping along naked flesh. It took every ounce of her strength to not just take him into herself right then and there. But she couldn't! She wanted to have sex so badly, but she couldn't - she would get pregnant. The net result was that Jeri was incredibly sexually frustrated. It made her even more bitchy than usual.

That afternoon, she came back from a brief kiss and grope-fest with Johnson and wanted to change her shirt. She had misplaced it and decided that Teena must've taken it. She stormed into Teena's room and stopped dead in her tracks. Gordon was laying on his back with Teena astride his hips, with his dick clearly embedded in her pussy. Jeri could see the black cock glistening with Teena's juices each time she rose up. Stick - EW! - was also stark naked and was sucking on one of Teena's breasts.