Suzie nodded briefly, just to show she had heard him, but wished he would just stop talking and give her another of those fantastic kisses. She held her face up hopefully and was so lost in her dreams that she gave a start as she felt Chuck sliding down the straps of her bathing suit. Suzie suddenly wasn’t too sure about this turn of events. Nobody had ever seen her breasts before. She was just about to voice her uncertainty when Chuck’s moth found hers again and she was swept away in another passionate kiss. He pulled at her arms until they were free of the straps and placed them around his neck. Suzie relaxed into his chest and marvelled at how it felt to have her breasts rubbing against his hairy torso. As his hands ran gently up and down her back, her body gave little shivers of delight and she gave a low moan of pleasure. This turned into a gasp as Chuck’s hand moved over her breasts and began to gently rub them.
Although he didn’t stop the kiss, Chuck dropped his hand from her body. Suzie felt lost. She had enjoyed the sensation of somebody other than herself touching her tits and, feeling quite brave, she lifted his hands and replaced them on her skin. Chuck quickly obliged and was soon kneading and tweaking her both breasts like a baker getting dough ready to shape into loaves. Suzie felt intense waves of heat coursing through her body and was soon responding by giving little gasps and moans of pleasure, moving her body slightly as if in time with some unheard melody playing in her head.
Feeling brave again, Suzie began to allow her hands to explore Chuck’s chest. She found that by rubbing his nipples made him kiss her even deeper than before. All too soon, Chuck broke off again and sat her back on the straw. She felt a bit weak and more than a little disorientated. It took her a while to realise that Chuck was kneeling on the floor speaking to her. She caught the end of what he was saying. “… so is that OK with you?” Huh? What? Is what alright with her? Suzie didn’t want to appear rude by admitting that she hadn’t been listening, so just nodded her head. Anything was Ok with her just so long as she felt that wonderful inner glow again.
She was a little startled when Chuck began to kiss her neck rather than her lips, but soon his hands were roaming over her tits again and she relaxed, wanting them to be caressed again. She found that Chuck was pushing against her slightly and had to lean back, putting her hand down to balance herself. The pressure increased and soon she was lying flat on her back on the straw. Chuck was alternating his mouth between her neck and her face, his hands never leaving her tits. They felt so different, so alive, thought Suzie, and just gave a sharp gasp as one of her nipples was pinched.
This was a totally different sensation and she was just learning how good it felt when she felt Chuck’s mouth at a breast. Ooh, that was so good. Every time a nipple was pinched or nibbled Suzie felt tingles travel down her body. It was as if she was floating once again, but receiving little electric shocks at the same time. She began to run her hand through Chuck’s hair and her nails up and down his back. This seemed to drive him to kiss her with more urgency. This is so wonderful, thought Suzie, no wonder all the girls loved petting so much. Jeez! What had she been missing this last couple of years? What a waste!
Once again Chuck abruptly stopped and Suzie tutted in annoyance. She was enjoying herself and wanted him to carry on so she could be on that cloud again. She struggled into a sitting position and looked quizzically at who was sitting back on his heels. “Why did you stop? I want to carry on. Please Uncle Chuck, please?” Chuck looked troubled and said seriously, “Suzie, the next step is a big one. If you want to take it, you had better drop the Uncle thing, if you don’t mind. Just plain Chuck will do. Now, I will ask you again … are you sure you want to carry on?” Suzie knew that she would regret it if she didn’t and so, as nervous as she was at the change in atmosphere, she said simply, “Yes, Chuck. I want to carry on.”
Chuck took her hands and pulled her to her feet. After giving her quick kiss of reassurance, he ran his hands down the length of her body, taking the bathing suit with them. Soon it was round her ankles and he simply lifted her to one side and picked the suit up. He carefully shook the stray bits of straw from it and hung it with the dress. Suzie gave a little shudder. She wasn’t cold, but suddenly felt as if her skin was covered in goose pimples running up and down her limbs. Nobody had seen her naked for years and years. Just the thought that Chuck could see every inch of her body made her feel different, sort of warm all over, like she was laying in a warm blanket.
Chuck turned back to her and gave her a warm smile of reassurance. He went behind her and rearranged the bales slightly, making almost a bed of them. He took Suzie by the hand and led her to the bales and gestured to her to lay down. Although she felt suddenly very nervous, Suzie settled herself on the straw and tried to relax. She wanted this, she had asked for this … but at the same time she wanted to flee. She heard Chuck remove the belt from the waistband of his jeans and then heard the zip being pulled down. Suzie started to shake with nerves. Chuck quickly pulled of his jeans and lay down beside her, gently stroking her face until she had stopped shaking.
“It’s OK. I am not totally stripping. I just wanted to make sure my belt didn’t catch you. If you want to stop, we can. It’s entirely up to you. If you want me to take you the next step, then that’s fine too.” Suzie fought with her conscience. She so wanted this, but knew that it wasn’t right, not really right. Her curiosity won and she nodded. “I want to go on,” she said simply. “I just don’t know what to do.”
Chuck smiled at her and let his finger slip to her breasts once again, planting kisses over her face and neck. As she began to relax, his hands moved lower, stroking her stomach, then lightly brushing her mound. At the first touch, Suzie stiffened, but relaxed once again as the hand did nothing more than just brush across it. Soon she was yearning for the hand to spend longer and longer there. Suzie couldn’t explain it to herself, but it made her flutter inside. Like butterflies in the stomach on exam days, but much, much nicer. She began to actually move her hips slightly in an attempt to keep her mound under his hand.
Suzie gave a slight start as she felt a finger slide down between her labial lips. She wasn’t sure quite what Chuck had touched but it was as if she had received and electric shock. Her hips lifted from the straw and she gave a gasp. Without stopping the movement of his finger, Chuck lifted his head to look at her face. “Are you OK sweetie?” he asked softly. Suzie tried to articulate words to say she was fine, but found that the only sound that she seemed to be able to produce was a cross between a moan and a hum. She began to move her hips in time with his finger and found that the tension in her body was mounting.
Suddenly her body gave a violent lurch and she saw stars behind her eyes. She didn’t know whether she wanted to laugh or cry, such was the emotional mixture washing across her. Chuck kept his finger still and continued to kiss her until Suzie had stopped shaking. He then began a slow slide downwards, kissing the length of her body until his head was on a level with her hips. Carefully he slid off the bales and knelt at her feet. Gently, and slowly, he used his free hand to caress her legs; each caress going higher and higher. Suzie was so lost in the new sensations that her thighs were quite relaxed and it took no effort to slide a hand between them.
Suzie felt the pressure on her thighs and without thinking, moved her legs apart a little. She felt Chuck lift one of her feet and place it over one of his shoulders, then the other. She almost sat up in shock as she felt him plant a kiss on her mound. The kissing continued and, finding the butterflies were once again fluttering in her stomach, she settled back to enjoy this new sensation. She felt a finger playing at the entrance to her vagina and held her breath. The girls at school had said it hurt the first time. As minutes ticked by and nothing seemed to be happening, Suzie let her body go limp again.
She hardly noticed that Chuck had moved his head slightly but soon found herself panting as his tongue found her clitoris. This was already sensitive from his fingering before, but this sensation was something else. It was more intense than anything she had so far experienced and she was soon soaring way above that imaginary cloud she had previously been on. Her hips took on a mind of their own and she couldn’t control the involuntary movements they made any more than she could have controlled the rising and setting of the sun.
Then a new sensation hit her. Chuck had a finger inside her and was moving it slowly in and out in time with her hip movements. Suzie began to move faster and faster. This new feeling was so wonderful, so filling, so … She couldn’t think anything, she could hardly breathe and then suddenly … CRASH. Her body was jerking out of control, the stars exploded and she gave a low scream. Oh god! Thought Suzie, I’ve wet myself. She could feel a warm wetness running down her legs and she struggled up to a sitting position. Chuck did not appear to have noticed and was licking at the moisture. “Stop it, please. Don’t, please,” she begged, close to tears.
Chuck immediately stopped and got to his feet. He put an arm round her and asked her gently what was wrong. “Oh Chuck, I’ve wet myself. I am so sorry. I couldn’t help it. I …” Suzie trailed off as she heard Chuck laughing quietly. “Oh Suzie, Suzie,” he said, still laughing softly, “You haven’t wet yourself at all. You just had an orgasm, that’s all.” He quickly stroked a finger up between her lips and held it out to her. “Here, smell it; taste it.” Suzie carefully sniffed at his finger and then allowed the tip of her tongue to touch it. It certainly wasn’t urine she tasted. It smelt musky and earthy, and tasted slightly sweet and salty at the same time. “That, Suzie, is a prize that not every man receives, but once tasted, it is like a drug. Most men just cannot get enough of it.”
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