“Okay Jimbo,” I said, giving him a grin. “I’ll see you tomorrow and we’ll see what happens.” He helped me out the van and I limped into the house, giving him a small wave as I closed the door.
I went to have a pee, carefully slipping my thong over the scrapes, but found I could not sit on the toilet seat without hurting the scrapes so I went outside and squatted on the lawn thinking that taking a dump was going to be a challenge. I then went and lay face down on my bed, still thinking about what happened in the van. I mean, I knew about sex and heard the girls at school talk about orgasms, but somehow I didn’t connect any of that stuff with what happened.
I had a bad night, all hot and sweaty and excited so that by the time my mom and younger sister left for work and school I felt all breathless waiting for Jim to arrive. He was dead on time but by then I could have flung myself against him and never let go, but I managed to control myself.
“Hey Cindy, how’s it going?”
I told him the scrapes were much better, that my mom and sister had laughed their heads off at my blue bum, that I had had a face-cloth wash and missed not having a shower.
He grinned, held up a bag and said: “I can fix that! Come on, let’s go inside and look at the wounded soldier.”
As I led him through the house and to my bedroom, I could feel the wet between my thighs as I walked and worried what he would think about that.
I flopped down onto the bed, face first and legs squeezed together. I heard him opening the bag. He grasped my ankles gently and pulled my legs apart.
“Relax baby. At my age I know quite a lot about women and I’m not going to do anything to harm you in any way. Besides, I’ve seen you all before remember?”
I relaxed my legs and he moved his legs between them and picked up the back of my skirt.
“Ah, I see you took my advice and left off the panties — good!”
I nodded dumbly as he inspected my naked rear, the room filling with the smell of my wetness.
“Hmmm! Much better. I thought you might be missing a shower, so I brought along some waterproof bandages. I’m going to stick them on and then put you into the shower, okay?”
“Oh Yes,” I said. “That would be just great. I feel all sticky.”
He laughed, “Yes, I can see that.” And his strong fingers gently caressed my thighs and bum as he stuck the patches down.
“Hmm, you smell so good I could eat you,”he said as his fingers brushed my cunt.
I gasped as a bolt of excitement shot through me.
“Come on kiddo, let’s get you showered.”
He eased me off the bed and simply snatched off my T-shirt before I knew what was happening.
“Hey!” I yelped crossing my arms over my chest. My breasts are small and firm and I hadn’t bothered with a bra.
“Cindy,” he said, taking my face in his hands and looking deeply into my eyes. “I’ve seen you naked from the waist down and now you’re getting coy about your breasts? Come, let’s find the shower.”
He had a point. I led him to the bathroom and once there, he stepped up close behind me, unzipped my skirt and it fell to the floor, leaving me naked in front of a man for the first time. I felt both nervous and excited. My nipples jutted out, aching like I’d never felt before.
Jim turned me around and held me at arm’s length. “My, ” he whistled, “you are so beautiful.”
He sunk down on the toilet seat, pulling me to him and began to nibble at my nipples.
“Ah, ah, ah,” I moaned and as he tried to pull away I pulled his head back, reveling in the sparks that seemed to race from my nipples to my cunt. Then I felt his fingers slowly comb through my bush and I opened my legs to let his fingers in. As his fingers sunk between my sopping lips, his thumb rubbed gently around the hood above my peehole. My hips took on a life of their own as I pushed against his hand.
“Aaaahhh!” I squealed as wave upon wave of pleasure cruised from my pussy to each end of my body. I would have fallen if I had not been hanging desperately onto his neck as he sucked at my nipples. Slowly the ripples eased off and I dropped my head onto his neck.
“Wow! What was that?” I gasped.
I could hear his grin. “Kiddo, you just had an orgasm. And if you are really good, I’ll make you come again. I promise you it gets better.”
I shook my head against his neck. “Nothing could be better than that,” I sighed..
“Well, we’ll see about that,” he said. “Come on kiddo. It’s time for that shower.”
He got up and walked to the shower door, put a hand through and opened the taps, testing the water until he was satisfied with the temperature. He then turned around and started pulling off his shirt.
“What are you doing?” I gasped.
“Cindy, dear child, we are going to take a shower together.”
He whipped off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, unbuckled his pants and stepped out of them along with his under-rods. My stomach lurched and my pussy started tingling again as my eyes took in the rod that jutted out of the hair below his belly. The foreskin was partially pulled back and the purple head peeked out and the whole thing twitched up towards his belly every now and then. I was fascinated.
“Can I touch that?” I asked, nodding towards his cock.
He laughed. “Hey, let’s get into the shower first and then you can touch smell and taste to your hearts content.”
God! I thought to myself. How did I ever get into this? But my body was trembling with excitement and I could feel the juices sliding down my thighs. I stepped into the shower, my back to the jet and the water drummed on the bandages covering my scraped thighs.
He stepped in after me, took me in his arms and dropped his mouth down to my lips. I had kissed boys before, but this was seriously different. His tongue danced all around my mouth while his fingers caressed my back and neck, firm yet gentle. I broke away panting, only to feel his cock pressing against my stomach like a warm steel rod. My nipples brushing against his chest sent ripples down to my pussy which now seemed to have a mind of their own and demanded attention.
“Oh god Jim,” I begged, “do something, please do something!”
Jim slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. He pulled me gently towards him until my pussy was level with his face. I opened my legs as wide as was comfortable and I felt the tongue that had been in my mouth, now dancing up and down my pussy. I couldn’t believe the feelings that jolted me as he gently nibbled at my clit, then dug his tongue deeply into me and then back to my clit. The old tingle had become a flood of electric shocks to the ends of my body and then turned back as waves of pleasure.
I sort of heard a voice pleading “Oh Jim don’t stop! Oh please! Oh please!” as I grabbed his head and pulled it into me, my hips fucking his face as if this was the last day of earth.
Slowly I came down and just collapsed onto his lap, actually enjoying the slight pain as the scabs on my scrapes protested along with the twitches that still ran through my body. As I settled down, there was that damn rod sticking into my belly.
With the water drumming onto my back, I slid down Jim’s legs until I could get a proper look at this thing that kept prodding me as if to remind me of its presence. I put my hand around it and looked up into Jim’s face. He smiled faintly and nodded, a far-away look in his eyes. I then turned my attention to his cock. It seemed about seven or eight inches long, as fat as a frankfurter with the same curve. Beneath hung a sac with his balls tugging it down, one lower than the other and sparsely covered with hair. I was fascinated. I pulled it gently away from his belly to find that while it felt satin soft, it was rigid and sprang back when it slipped from my fingers. I giggled with delight and slowly stroked it with my fingertips, glancing at Jim. His eyes were closed and I could hear his breathing and felt his hips start to move his cock in my hand. I grasped the silky rod more firmly and started moving my hand up and down in time with his hips. He groaned and licked his lips. I bent to watch the purple head of his cock peek out of the covering skin as I pulled back, when suddenly he jerked and a thick glob of stuff shot out onto my nose. I jerked back and he groaned “don’t stop! Don’t stop!” So I continued to pump, watching from a safer distance as the white globs spilled from the top of his rod down onto my hands.
Jim stopped moving, then sat up, held my face gently with one hand, licked off the goo on my nose and kissed me deeply. I could taste his cum, salty and sweet at the same time.
He pulled back: “Wow baby! I haven’t cum like that in years! Thank you sweetheart.”
I nuzzled at his neck, felling quite pleased with myself. “No, I should thank you,” I told him. “I’ve learnt more today than all my years at school. I’ve been missing this for years. Why don’t they teach us these things?” I demanded.
He laughed. “Never mind Cindy, there’s lots more to learn and we’ll make up for lost time.”
We got out of the shower and rubbed each other dry. His cock was now dangling, but I loved it and couldn’t help giving it a serious kiss.
“Whoa! Young lady,” he smiled. “give me a chance to recover. It’s still a bit sensitive after such a great cumming.”
We went back to my bedroom and I was proud to feel his eyes on my naked butt. I flopped down on my back on the bed, the bandages protecting the scrapes from rubbing on the duvet. His eyes flicked over my body and I could feel that tingle start at the pit of my stomach. God, could I ever get enough? I thought. I opened my legs a bit so that he could see my need. His cock, I noticed, had started to grow, so I trailed my fingers up my thighs and started to tickle my pussy, watching his cock twitch and grow. It was amazing.
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