Jim had never had sex doggy style, as his friends called it, most girls
his age considered it somewhat demeaning. Evidently, Mrs. Burke didnt
think so.
Jim moved up behind her. He ran his hands across her ass, then down
between her legs to her mound. His fingers slipped inside of her with no
effort at all. He smiled as he took his cock, which was harder than he
could ever remember it ever being, and rubbed the round tip up and down the
length of her pussy, covering it with her natural lubricants.
Stopping at the center of her pussy, he pressed forward and inside of
her. Christine was nowhere as tight as the girls hed dated, but the
sensation of her sugar walls pressed against his cock was one to die for.
Oh yes!!! she moaned as his hardness filled her. Fuck me, fuck me as
hard as you can!
Jim eased himself out a little, then pushed as deep as he could. An
even loader moan of encouragement came from Christines lips. He felt
himself filled with unimaginable excitement.
Jim reach around and rubbed his fingers against Christine's clit. He
could see now why she enjoyed doggy style. The position let a lover have
total access to her sex with both his cock and his hands. His frantic
rubbing of the small nub added to her enjoyment. Jim began to thrust
deeper and deeper within her, driving on with an ever-increasing frequency.
His free hand held tight against her cheeks, until the frenzied motions
of both their bodies grew such that he had to take hold with two.
Christine didnt seem to mind his abandonment of her clit. The rapid
movement of his manhood in and out of her more than made up for it.
The excitement of actually fucking the woman whod inspired so many of
his boyhood fantasies was too much for Jim to contain for long. Already he
could feel the climax rising within him. He grabbed her as hard as he
could, slamming their sweaty bodies together. An action repeated just two
more times before his cock started to exploded. At the last second, he
pulled his cock out of her, splattering his whiteness all over her back and
ass.
Oh fuck! he called out as he enjoyed the orgasm.
Never had he felt such a draining climax, or one so enjoyable. His body
quaked for a few seconds, then collapsed on top of hers. He distantly
remembered her calling out his name as he orgasmed, but was too lost in the
experience to reply.
Oh God, oh God that was so awesome. he finally said as he caught his
breath.
It was fun, wasnt it? Christine replied as she turned and smiled back at
him over her shoulder.
Fun isnt even the word. he replied.
Christine reached down and ran a finger over her come covered ass. She
brought it back to her mouth and licked it clean.
How bout yummy then? she asked.
They both laughed.
I think maybe I should jump in the shower and wash this all off. she
said as she climbed out from under him and off the bed.
Oh okay. he replied as he rolled back to give her room. There was a
little disappointment in his voice as he realized that their little
adventure was already over.
He watched with admiration as her naked body swayed with each step,
thinking how he would never forget this afternoon to the day he died.
Christine stopped at the door and turned back to him. Want to wash my
back, or anything else that needs washing? she smiled.
In a flash, a grinning Jim jumped off the bed and practically ran after
her. The adventure was far from over.
Honey, is this box part of the stuff for the troop fund-raiser? the
short haired thirty one year old blonde asked as she dropped a box onto the
wooden table on the lawn.
In response, the thirty one year old Scoutmaster turned from the box he
had already checked and starting shifting in the one his wife had just
carried out.
Yeah, I guess most of this stuff we could get rid of. he said some what
reluctantly.
I would think so, his wife smiled. You probably havent looked at any of
those magazines in years.
Umm, yeah, he said as he pulled one magazine from the bottom of the box.
You can sell them all, except this one. he added as he put the plastic
covered periodical under his arm.
Whats so special about that one? Debra asked.
Well... Jim hesitated.
Let me see. she laughed as she pulled the book from under his arm.
Why James Ryan McGuire, she said in a fake shocked voice. A nudie book
at your age? You should be ashamed of yourself.
Well its a little more than that. he smiled as he put his hand out for
its return.
Its pretty old, Debra remarked as she handed it back to him. What is
it, some kind of collectors item?
A collectors item, James mused out loud. I guess you could say that.
Definitely a collectors item. he repeated with the broadest of smiles.
Well just make sure that Jimmy Jr. doesnt find it. she said as her
attention shifted to another box. He sees enough on TV these days without
giving him any more ideas.
Debras words fell on deaf ears as James was no longer paying attention.
Instead he was looking into years past and remembering the real Collectors
Item. Where ever she was these days, he hoped she was as happy as she had
made him that long magical summer..