Chapter 32: A Little Surprise

I expected to find myself in the glade but found myself back walking through the park. I was disappointed when Allison didn't show up. Then I discovered why I was here.

"Jimmy?"

Uh-oh, I knew that voice. I turned and sure enough, there was Angela Osborn. A quick check confirmed that my ring was gone. I had bridged into yet another person's dream. But what kind of dream? After the mistakes I had made in Shannon's fantasy I was going to be very cautious.

"Hey, Angie! How are you? Nothing wrong I hope? I don't see Tim. What brings you all the way out here by yourself?"

"I'm fine. No problem. I came by hoping I would run into you actually. I wanted to talk to you."

"Really? What about?"

"About this," without hesitation, she walked right up, put her arms around my neck and kissed me. This was a little awkward for me as she is quite a bit taller than I am. I'd never kissed a girl taller than me before. She pulled back after a few seconds and said, "I wanted to thank you."

It was pretty obvious where this was going. I put my hands on her hips and looked her in the eye. Okay, I looked up into her eyes. "You're welcome, Angela, but you already thanked me. What I did was no big deal? I merely pointed out what I saw. You and Tim did the rest."

She kissed me gently again on the lips. I responded with equal pressure but no more. After a few seconds she gently parted her lips and I felt her tongue come out to gently seek mine. Again, I responded in kind. We played gently back and forth for a few seconds then I broke away and hugged her to me.

"Angela, I appreciate this. Really I do. But it's not necessary. You don't owe me this."

She kissed me again. "Shhhh, you're just as sweet as I imagined. No, I owe you all of this and more. A million dollars could not begin to repay what you have given me. Please?"

It was becoming obvious that there was no way out of this without destroying her fantasy. "Then it's a good that you are worth so much more. But I think we should go someplace more private, don't you?"

I shifted us back to the beach, only now I added one of those cabanas out on the water. We were inside and there was a huge four-poster bed made up with satin sheets already folded back and lots of pillows. She looked startled at the surroundings for a second. <<Crap! Idiot, you should have waited for her to pick a spot>> But then she smiled and reached to begin unbuttoning my shirt. She was becoming more urgent in her movements so I kicked off my sandals (another slight change I had made) as she tugged my shirt free of my pants. She undid the button on my jeans and began tugging the zipper down slowly. When she had it completely open she sank down to the floor and tugged them down and off. By now there was a pretty considerable bulge in my underwear. She stroked her hand over the front of my shorts and looked up at me with a smile.

"Mmm, very nice." She pulled the waistband out and down and I sprang free only inches from her face. She quickly removed my underwear and then slowly slid her hands back up my thighs. She gently took my cock into her right hand and slowly slid it up and down the shaft. "Yes, very nice indeed," she murmured, as she opened her mouth and began to move forward. I pulled back and reached down to stop her.

"Angela. Not that."

She looked at me strangely and I knew I was pushing the limits here and had to be very careful. I gently pulled her up to stand before me.

"It's not that I don't want it," I said, once more looking into her eyes, "but I've never done that before and I promised someone very special that they could be first, in all things. I hope you understand?"

She smiled as she released my cock, stood, and once more put her arms around my neck. "Yes, Jimmy, I understand. It hadn't occurred to me. I have never done it either. One of my former boyfriends kept trying to push me into it, which kind of turned me off to the whole idea. But I was curious and just figured I could practice on you before I tried it on Tim."

I shook my head and kissed her. "Then for that you can be each other's first and it will be that much more special for both of you. Now I would like to ask you a favor. Do you mind?"

She pulled back and looked at me again. "What?"

"Let me do it for you. It won't be your first time, will it?"

She blushed and glanced away, then looked back with a smile. "No, it won't be the first time."

I untied the belt on her beach wrap. She hadn't noticed that I had changed her clothes as well. The silky material fell away. She was naked under the light robe. I kissed her passionately and brought a hand up to cup one of her breasts. Her breasts were much larger than I expected. That really must have been an industrial sports bra she'd had on that first day. Her breasts were easily twice the size of Shannon's. I kissed the tip lightly and felt it harden.

"What was her name?"

She pulled back again. "Vicky. How did you know it was a girl?"

I smiled and kissed her nipple again. "Because it's your dream, Angie, I'm just a figment of your imagination, so I know what you know." <<Have to be more careful>> But she accepted the answer. The real reason was that she tasted completely different from Allison or Shannon, the only "tastes" I had experienced. The only explanation was her own past experience. I pressed her back lightly until she hit the side of the bed and had to sit down. She slid back and I followed. I lay down on top of her; one leg pressed between hers and kissed her hard and passionately. Again, she tasted different. Nice, but different. I kissed down her neck until once again I was in position to worship her magnificent breasts. Gravity had flattened them slightly and they bulged more to the sides but otherwise had stayed where they were. Not as hard as Allison or Shannon but still very firm. I caressed them with both hands before attacking one with my mouth. I kissed and licked and sucked the entire surface then slid gently to one side and began to do the same with the other. As I started lavishing my praise upon it I slid my hand down her stomach toward her sex. I could feel her stomach muscles flutter and her breathing began to sharpen as my fingers drew near. Though her bush was neatly trimmed into a single vertical stripe, it was still much denser than either of the others that I had experienced. I followed the same technique that Allison had taught me and her breath caught as I began to caress her most intimate parts.

I had read in the article from the internet that pussies were as widely varied as the women they belonged to. I pulled back from her breast and moved down for a closer look. Hers was radically different from either of my girls'; her inner lips were much fuller and protruded past her labia. The flesh was darker and seemed to be engorged with blood. I stroked upward gently and they parted like a delicate flower opening to the sun, already glistening with moisture. No wonder she enjoyed running so much, she must get constant stimulation every time she moved. Angela began to press her hips upward as I did a couple of Allison's little figure eights around her most sensitive area. I bent and kissed her just below her navel and then trailed my tongue down and across to the juncture of her hip and pelvis. I was trying to remember everything the article had said as I began to lightly lick and kiss my way down towards her sex. She had a musky-sweet aroma that was really starting to make me light headed. Finally I was there. Her closely trimmed pubes tickled my nose as my tongue had reached the soft flesh between her labia and thigh. I pressed hard with my tongue and stroked up and down the full length of her crease being careful to stay away from her more delicate inner parts. She moaned and I felt her hand trail through my hair. I kept it up for a few minutes. Then, rather than repeat all the steps I just moved over and licked the same spot on the other side just as hard. Again she moaned and her breathing quickened a little more.