Chapter 9
"Hi, Aaron," Val said as she stood exhausted at his door, having walked the last few hours in order to get there.
"Valentine!" tall, brawny Aaron exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Is that the way to greet your favorite girl?" she asked jovially. "Let me come in. Christ, I'm exhausted!"
But Aaron seemed reluctant to make a move. Valentine soon knew why.
"Ah, Valentine, this is ... ah ... Doctor Fields, our marine biologist at the Institute. She ... ah ... "
Val peered at the sexiest marine biologist she had ever seen, even on TV. She had one long limb entwined with the other and a drink balanced in her hand. She was wearing a halter top made of thin silky material-and no bra! The shape of those lovely boobs and the guilty look on her fiance's face made her suspect that she knew more about biology than what she got from books. Aaron looked like the cat that ate the bird. And what a lovely bird at that!
Val made a mental comparison. Here this beautiful, stacked, silk-clad woman sat, her drink in hand, while Val stood at the door covered with road dust and wearing a boy scout uniform. She knew that her hair was a mess and suspected that she had lost fifteen pounds from the wrong places on this trip.
Valentine was miserable. This wasn't that she had been expecting all those times on the road when she thought of Aaron. She felt like a fool and she couldn't help herself. She began to cry.
Val began sobbing in air and couldn't stop. She was hysterical and she couldn't relax enough to exhale. Her jaw was wide-open in grief and she made a moaning sound as she inhaled. Her lungs filled with air and her eyes with tears and still she couldn't help herself. She began to be faint, so she sat down with a plop on the cold cement porch. Poor Valentine, never had she felt so humiliated, so foolish and pitiful in her life. How she wished she had stayed at school until June instead of finishing up early. If only she could have said, "Hello, I'll come another time," and gotten out of there before the dam burst.
She felt herself passing out in a cold sweat, that women still sitting coolly on the couch with a look of mild surprise....
When Valentine awoke she was lying on the couch and the woman was gone. Aaron was looking down at her solicitously.
"There, there, Valentine," he said, rubbing her head with a moist towel.
Valentine pushed the towel away and struggled to sit up. She wanted out of this humiliating situation as quickly as possible. Valentine started weaving blindly toward the door. Aaron held her back and she started sobbing again and beating him on the chest. He kept trying to soothe her in his unctuous way and Valentine hit him in the face. Aaron took her into his strong arms and gently forced her back on the couch so that she would calm down. Val kept thrashing and pounding with the last strength she had in her.
Soon she stopped struggling and her whole body began shaking involuntarily.
"Aaron," she whispered, "if you knew...."
"Honey, I can see that you've been through a lot. And I'm so sorry for what happened-I had no idea this would happen."
He soothed her with his hands, caressing her golden skin and holding securely to her arms, her thighs and breasts. Valentine swooned and gave herself over completely to his control. She looked up at Aaron with a wondering gaze and the cumulative, delayed passion of the entire trip surfaced within her. She grabbed him violently around the neck and pulled him on top of her pounding chest.
"Tell me what happened to you," he said in the middle of her wild embrace.
"Not now!" was all she whispered hoarsely in his ear.
Val accepted his broad chest on top of her tightly confined breasts. The boy scout shirt had been too small, and her tits were squashed but sexy. The nipples were hard and showed through the fabric. One of Aaron's large, sturdy hands slid up her shirt front and rested on the flattened fullness.
"Let's get rid of this," he said, undoing the top button as he lay across her.
"Sure, honey," Val cooed.
Aaron hadn't waited for permission, but was already halfway down her tight-fitting shirt. Val stretched her chest out so that when the buttons slipped out of their holes her chest was revealed in sudden thrusts. Aaron gasped each time a section of Val's firm breasts popped into view.
When Aaron was about two-thirds of the way down her shirt and starting at where the nipples were beginning to show, Val reached up and yanked the dirt-covered shirt open. Her boobs bounced lightly upon being released and Aaron's sexy mouth dropped automatically to the bright, puckered knob of sensitized flesh.
"Ohhhh ... goooood!" Val moaned low and sensually as she grabbed onto Aaron's sun-bleached hair. His broad shoulders moved smoothly in rhythmic passion. The seething tension of sex moistened Val as her nipple was assaulted by her handsome partner.
Val forgot about how she had been greeted as Aaron applied his considerable sexual energy to her breast. She felt as if the entire globe of wonderful flesh were going to be swallowed by the hot mouth sucking deeply at her tight red nipple.
Aaron was pleased with her, Val thought. She could see his uninhibited response to her slender beauty as it was revealed to him. He was still sucking hard on the point of pleasure, but was also sticking his hand down into her pants and ruffling her pubic hair. Val wondered if he would say anything about the absence of underwear, but his watering eyes seemed to indicate that his concern was elsewhere.
Val began to look around the room for telltale signs of the other woman's influence. The room was the same, and she concluded that the relationship must not have been very serious or longstanding. She smiled to herself as Aaron's hot tongue ran across her chest to the other protruding nipple. She ground her hips up into Aaron's playful hand and gave him a handful of cunt.
"MMMMMNNN!" Aaron moaned in his baritone upon Val's tender flesh. She felt the goose bumps rise all over her body as the vibrations from his moaning washed her.
Val became active herself and rubbed Aaron's face and throat with her soft hands. She felt his handsome face smile around her impassioned knob of fiery flesh. The nipple seemed more and more as if it were on fire. Aaron was really doing all he could to make Val come without him having his clothes off. Val sensed this, but desperation ruled her body and she wanted to see him naked again.
Val's mouth felt as if it were full of cotton and she couldn't say a word, even though she had to tell him. There was something desperate and silly about her having to tell Aaron that she had to see him nude. She pulled at his hand in her pants, but it only darted away from her to slide quickly and hotly over her swollen clitoris.
A sound from deep in her chest issued forth as cum juice flowed from her undulating cunt. Aaron's hand was cupping her pussy when the fluids flowed and he began rubbing them into the softness of her cunt hair.
Aaron slowly released his hold on the nipple and it began to spread out to an incredible smoothness. Only very tiny bumps were left on the surface as Aaron watched the flushed flesh of the voluptuous breasts relax. He smiled at Val, then back at the nipple, and Val felt satisfied for the first time in months. But she wanted more, which was no problem, because Aaron obviously did, too.
Val allowed her half-naked body to be picked up easily by Aaron. She drooped sensually in his capable arms. The brawny muscles were rigid against her soft flesh as he walked gingerly toward the bedroom, holding her to him. She could smell the pungent sweetness of his body and she wanted that fragrance to linger and remind her, even with her eyes shut, that it was Aaron this time who was holding her.
Aaron laid her on the purple bedspread of his king-sized bed. The velvet felt like tiny little feelers against her sensitive skin. She rolled wantonly on the bed as Aaron stripped off his casual sport shirt to reveal the golden tangle of bushy chest hair gleaming in the darkened room. The breadth and structure of the muscular build were impressive. He exuded sex as he stared handsomely down at her.
Next came the slacks. It was then that Val realized that his movements had been slow and deliberate for her benefit. He appeared to be a large, graceful animal in the middle of stalking his game. Val relished the fact that she was the object of his desire.
Aaron's pants dropped to the ground in a limp pile around his ankles. A rigid, thick line ran up from his crotch in his shorts. Val sighed to see the outline of the huge tool. It was dark; only the light from the kitchen came through, but Val could see the cock pulsing with every tremendous beat of Aaron's heart.
The tiredness that had captured Val's body after her orgasm was being pushed away by an intense warmth that was spreading throughout her lithe body. She felt her loins heat up, then cool down in rhythmic pulsations. Her heart was pounding with greater abandon as Aaron put his fingers into the elastic waistband of his shorts and began to pull them down.
Val's eyes followed the smooth motion of Aaron's capable hands as the waistband slid down his muscular hips. The elastic caught on the bulbous head, then snapped clear of it. The cock escaped from its confines and bobbed happily like a large branch from the trunk of his body.
"How beautiful!" Val exclaimed. Embarrassment flushed her young face as soon as she realized that her appreciative thoughts had become vocal.
Aaron blushed, too. Val could see it through the half-lighting of the room, and through his deep, glowing tan. It made him look like an adolescent exploring sex for the first time. Val's mind flashed to Michael. But Michael was really a boy, and Aaron, by the size of his red-veined member, obviously wasn't. Val watched as the exposed prick throbbed.
Aaron continued to lower his shorts. The tender basket of balls which hung down his thighs came into view. Val noticed that his balls were so large that one had to hang almost directly below the other. The shriveled-looking orbs descended and then began retracting in excitement up to his body. Val wanted to reach out and fondle the wonderful package of organs. But her interest in the overall motion of his powerful body distracted her.
Aaron moved closer to the double bed with his cock bobbing in front of his strong frame. He grabbed it in his right hand to keep it from swaying from side to side as he planted one knee on the bed. Val moved toward him and touched the tender organ with an extended finger of her gentle hand.
"Be careful, baby," Aaron said with a sly smile as he released his rod to her care.
Val did not speak as her long, elegant fingers wrapped tightly around the protruding member. Aaron backed away a little to get his balance, but Val held on and pulled his skin in a wrinkle up around the purple head. As he lost his balance and fell back a bit the rod began pulsing wildly in Val's hand.
A droplet of lubricant leaked from the mouth of his bulbous head. Without thinking, Val dipped her head close to the purple knob and dug the droplet out with a flick to the tip of her hot, and very eager, tongue.
"Aggggghhhhh!" Aaron moaned. "Watch out ... there ... little woman...." he added.
Val noticed at once that he was calling her by the pet name he had used all last summer. He had used it only when he was being genuinely tender: "little woman." She smiled with her pretty heart-shaped mouth up at Aaron, then slipped the silky head quickly into the cavity of her youthful lips.
The purple knob slid easily into her mouth as she stared at the disappearing rod. She put both her slender hands on the cock shaft while her mouth was yet wrapped around the head. She could swallow quite a bit with both hands on it. His member was so long and thick and hard.
Val's eyes watered as she realized that she was going to swallow the entire cock. It would be such a pleasure to please him like that. She wasn't afraid now. The experiences of her trip told her that there was nothing to worry about as long as she wanted to please him, and as long as she relaxed.
The solid shaft began sinking deeply into her warm, moist mouth as she sucked hard.
"Hey, little woman," Aaron said in a half-worried tone, "you'd better watch out, or you'll hurt yourself."
Val wasn't worried as she shifted her body to get a better angle on Aaron's meaty tool. She became demanding in her desire to satisfy him and began pushing and pulling his body into the proper position for him to be blown right.
"You've done this before," Aaron said.
Val was in no position to answer and just looked up at his crystal-blue eyes, which stood out strikingly from the deep, beautiful tan of his handsome, smiling face.
Val now had him lying on his back in a comfortable position. She rubbed her soft hands down the inside of his rippling thighs as she retained the turgid pecker within her tight lips. His golden leg hair stood up as her hands passed over it. It was soft for a man's hair, but thick and curly. She felt him respond to her gentleness as he stretched his tall frame across the king-sized bed for her to be able to better reach him.
The bulbous head was being scrubbed by the roughness on the top of Val's incessant tongue. She pulled his thighs up to her head so that the muscles of his massive thighs encompassed her delighted head. She felt secure and warm. The heat from his legs made her dizzy and happy. Aaron rolled his legs slightly on her head so that the tool buried in her mouth was turned from side to side. The sensitive, silky skin of the turgid, purple head was pulled passionately across the ribbed roof of her mouth.
Val felt her time approaching to gain real control of the situation as Aaron's stretch turned into extended tension. Every muscle in his large, long body was tight and anticipating. Val dropped her head quickly and in that one motion had the spongy head pressed tightly against the opening to her tender throat. The fullness around the pulsing cock felt wonderful to Val.
"Jesus, honey, watch out!" Aaron exclaimed with a tone of real concern.
Of course Val couldn't reply, but she showed Aaron with her sweet, eager eyes that she was not only going to do it, but she was going to do it right.
The head sort of popped into her throat as she pushed. Aaron cried out in a tone that she had never heard emitted from him before. The sound of it wrenched sympathy from her heart. She knew she was doing it right.
Aaron was now spread-eagled on the bed. The tensions had been too much, and Val thought that he had fainted. She almost panicked and spit out the lovely-tasting tool. But Aaron lifted his limp head slowly and muttered an almost unintelligible something about pleasure.
"Oh ... that ... was very ... niiiice!" He fell back and smiled broadly.
Val pressed on slowly. The thick shaft was making a wide tunnel in her throat. She was breathing passionately through her nose. She had learned from her experiences on the road that it was more than impossible to breathe any other way when giving real good head. She felt competent and in control as the tangles of golden pubic hair slid within reach of her hot, tight lips and slurping, sucking mouth.
The rod felt beautiful and secure deep in her sensitive mouth. She wanted it always to be there. It was as if it were necessary to have it that deep to make her feel like a complete woman. Her tenderness for Aaron was very strong. She would do anything for him and to him so that he was pleased.
Aaron seemed to appreciate her ministrations. His hips would tighten as Valentine began to pull back from the depths of wondrous penetration that she'd accomplished. He reached down with his large, gentle hand and stroked her hair as if it would help her extract the mighty shaft from the tunnel of her throat.
As soon as the spongy head cleared the opening to her throat Val felt the tightness in her young face disappear. She darted out her tongue along the , bottom ridge of the hard organ. Aaron really grabbed her head as his tall frame convulsed on top of the king-sized bed in pleasure.
The pulsing of Aaron's rhythmic heartbeat seemed to be concentrated in his throbbing cock. The pounding made his prick expand considerably. Val rhythmically darted her hot tongue along the bottom ridge of the tool at the times it was retracting. As the member swelled in turn, Val pulled her tongue down and sucked hard. Aaron was being reduced to a bouncing mass of nerves at Val's sexy ministrations.
She again began to swallow the cock deep. She sensed that Aaron was ready and began to pull the length of it into her tender throat.
Aaron's cock began pulsing more wildly the deeper the mighty pecker sank into her face.
Val could feel the orgasm growing inside of him. It was as if she were really a part of him, as if she could feel everything that he did. She could, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he shot his wad into her eager throat.
Val had to get it all the way down before he came. She forced her face upon the impelling cock. His balls were jumping up against her chin as her lips again met his bristly cock hair. She waited. She knew it was going to happen, and she wanted it. There was no fear on her part, and she felt no repugnance at all for the act she was performing.
Hot wads of salty cum shot into her body as her eyes watered with pleasure. She swallowed automatically as the spunk flowed into her throat.
Her throat sporadically convulsed around the pulsing shaft, squeezing it of all of its precious fluids.
Val felt her slender hips vibrate quickly as the last drops of Aaron's hot cum were pulled into her body. She knew that she had forgotten about her body-but her body had not forgotten about her. She was coming, too.
New juices mixed with the dried cum on her thighs as she felt all of the energy in her young body being drained out of her cunt in a flood.
Aaron's cock went very slowly limp in her mouth as she laid her head on his thigh and slipped into a deep sleep.