Chapter 3
John turned to Melissa, saying, "I'm glad Pete okayed you for the trip. I think you're exactly what he needs."
"Why thanks, Mr. Dalquist. You make it sound like I'm a side of beef or something."
John blushed slightly. "Didn't mean it that way, Melissa. And please, call me John. If you 'Mr. Dalquist' me all the way to Arizona, it'll drive me out of my gourd."
"It's a deal. Now, what's the battle plan for moving your family all the way down to sandy Arizona?" Melissa looked at the recreational vehicle and the station wagon parked in front of the Dalquist home.
"I figure I can handle the RV. You drive the car. Unless, of course, you can handle a load like that." He pointed to the eighteen-foot vehicle. It was a so complete mobile home. Melissa had checked it out earlier. It had three beds, a John, a small kitchen and a tiny dinner table that dropped down behind the driver's seat.
"Might be able to. Don't know for sure. I know there won't be any problem with the station wagon. Exactly what are you planning?"
John cleared his throat. "Well, it's like this. I figured we could cut costs by sleeping in the old bus, there. Of course, I'll make sure you get a motel room."
"Hmmrrim, what about if we get out in the boondocks?"
"In that case, I hope you won't mind sleeping in the back of the station wagon. Or you can sleep with the kids, if you like, and I'll double up in the back of the car. Doesn't much matter. May be better if you did sleep with the kids in that case, you know? You could take better care of Pete. Sometimes, he gets those attacks during the night in spite of the medicine."
"No matter, John. I'm sure it'll work out just fine. I've got the bag with the medicine and everything's all packed and ready to go."
"Let's hit the road, then. We won't get to Arizona standing around talking about it!"
Pete rode with Melissa in the station wagon while Dawn rode with her father. This suited the nurse. It gave her the chance to talk to the boy in private.
"Are you glad to be moving down to Arizona? All that sun and clear air should be good for you." "Ah, I don't know. It's sorta bad leaving here, 31
you know. It's been home all my life."
"Just think of all the new friends you can make."
The boy brightened. "If they're like you, I'll like it real good!"
Melissa smiled, then reached over and patted the boy's leg. Pete seemed a little confused at that and said nothing for a while.
They drove all day until John motioned for Melissa to pull over. "I called ahead for a reservation for all of us at this motel. I figured the swimming pool would be good therapy for a tired crew. Was I right?"
Melissa looked at the tempting green coolness of the pool's bottom, listened to the water gently lapping at the sides and decided the man was right. It was hot on the road, even with an air conditioner, and a quick swim was going to be heavenly.
"Agreed!"
They checked into their rooms and were unloading luggage when Pete began coughing. Melissa quickly went to him and lifted his chin, looking him square in the eye.
"Time for some medicine, kiddo. Come on into my room." Turning to John and Dawn, Melissa told them, "Go on and take a swim. I might give Pete a light sedative. If he gets sleepy, I'll just let him conk out in my room for a while. But I'd better watch him. Tricky giving a sedative to an asthmatic."
"Sure, Melissa. You're the nurse. Come on, Dawn. Last one in's a rotten egg!"
Melissa watched them rush off. She took Pete by the arm and pulled him along. "Come on. Time for your medicine."
"Aw, I hate that stuff. Besides, the coughing spell's just about over. I can tell. And that medicine's awful!"
"Well, kiddo, maybe we can find some other medicine that doesn't taste quite so bad."
The way she said it perked up Pete. He didn't know what the sultry nurse had in mind but it didn't sound like the messy stuff usually inflicted on him when he had an attack.
Melissa closed the door and drew the curtains. The inside of the room was dark, cool, almost as inviting as the pool outside. She began to unfasten her blouse, one button at a time.
Pete sat on the bed, his eyes never leaving her trim figure. When Melissa tossed aside the blouse and reached behind to unfasten her bra, the boy said, "Uh, Melissa, what. . . that is, uh, are you gonna examine me again? Like before?"
"No, Pete. This is going to be treatment. Instead of that yucky medicine you've been taking. Most of asthma is psychosomatic. Do you know what that means?"
"No." The boy shook his head. "I don't think so. Is it important?" He wasn't the least interested. What held his attention was the way the woman's naked boobs danced around in front of her body. In the dim light, they looked like ghost images. Crowned with red nipples that seemed to expand as he watched, Pete took in the full glory of those tits.
Melissa began wiggling out of her jeans. The boy didn't miss a single move of her sexy body. She was twenty-eight, and prided herself on how well she kept herself. Diets, exercise—and lots of time in bed. With men or women, it didn't matter. Just the exercise kept the woman in great shape.
When Melissa took off her panties, Pete found his cock getting hard as a rock. His balls churned and boiled in their furry little sac. Like a pressure cooker, his nuts began to build up steam until he wanted to scream for release.
"Go ahead, Pete. Out of your clothes. Treatment time."
Standing outlined against the light coming in through the drapes, Melissa was a sexy sight for the boy. When she turned sideways, he could see the bold thrust of her nipples, the firmness of her jugs, the rounded curves of her flaring ass. With a drive as old as man, Pete suddenly knew he had to have this woman.
Pete fumbled clumsily getting out of his clothes. Eventually, he managed to get them all off and dumped into a pile on the floor. His cock bounced and quivered in front of his slim body. He wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen now, but it had to be good!
"Just lie back on the bed, Pete. Good, now I'm going to suck on your cock and you, well, you just do whatever seems natural. Remember, if it seems right to you, it probably is. Okay?"
"Sure, Melissa, sure!"
He lay back on the bed, his legs spread slightly. The woman straddled his body, her cunt -34
began wiggling her tongue along the underside of his cock. Pete moaned and bucked his hips upward, trying to cram his entire cock into her mouth. Melissa didn't allow that. She was going to give head in her own way. No inexperienced kid was going to rush her.
Her tongue raced lightly around the edge of the hood. Then she tried to ram her tongue down the tiny pin-prick hole at the end of Pete's cock. It wasn't possible, and both of them knew it. But it didn't really matter. Trying was what gave them both the arousing sensations.
When the brunette was sure that she'd covered every single inch of cock in her mouth, she started gradually sucking in another inch of the boy's shaft. Her tongue rolled and twisted around the two inches of cock in her mouth. Then she pulled in the third inch. The fourth inch carried her all the way to the boy's balls.
With her nose lightly resting on the little sac containing his nuts, Melissa knew how excited Pete actually was. Sure, he was groaning and his hips
:re humping all over the bed, but she could ictually feel the churning in his balls when she pressed her nose firmly against his nuts.
Melissa pushed his dick out of her mouth, using her tongue. She let her teeth lightly score the sides of his shaft. The nurse knew that the boy's control was approaching its limit. He hadn't had the experience to be able to control himself.
When the pecker was completely out of her mouth, Melissa asked Pete, "How do you like the treatment?"
uncomfortably near his face. When she leaned forward, her tits rubbed against his belly. But it was her mouth on his prick that filled Pete with delicious sensations.
Pete didn't really know what to do except moan out his feelings of delight. The wet mouth surrounding his cock was giving^ him pleasure unlike any he'd ever felt before. The brunette was actually giving him a blow-job!
Melissa rocked back and forth, rubbing her nipples on the boy's body. She felt the blood pounding into the tips of her breasts until her jugs seemed like overinflated balloons. She was sure they'd pop any instant.
But it was Pete's cock in her mouth that turned her on, made her cunt begin to flow. Melissa pursed her hps into an "O" and slowly sucked in the four-inch dong. It wasn't very long, but it was virgin cock. She was positive about that. Pete's sister seemed to have a lot on the ball—had probably been balled a lot-but Pete was still so naive, so innocent.
Melissa vowed to make sure that he learned as much about life as possible. And it was going to be enjoyable for both of them. Guiding the boy through all sorts of sex acts hit Melissa as something she'd only dreamed of before. He was like .putty in her hands, completely under her domination. He wouldn't question a thing she did because it was all new and wonderfully different for the teenager.
She took in an inch of Pete's prick, until just the purple head rested inside her hps. Then the nurse
"Just great! Wow, Melissa, it feels like my whole cock's on fire! It's good fire, though. And it feels so tight inside me. I... I.. ."
"Don't try to explain it to me, Pete. Just relax anil take deep breaths. Relax, stay cool, and enjoy this for all it's worth."
Melissa dived back down to suck and tongue the boy's cock. It had begun to dance around until she knew it wasn't going to be possible for the youth to keep from coming any longer.
The bitter drop of preseminal fluid beaded at the tip of Pete's dick. Melissa's quick tongue snared it. She waited for the tasty flood of the boy's jism.
She didn't have to wait long. As her tongue caressed and stroked the triangular flap of skin under the head of Pete's dick, the first load fountained out. It splashed against her tonsils. Melissa was quick to push her tongue firmly down on the tip of the spewing cock. Each shot of jism smeared itself all over her tastebuds. She relished the taste of cum.
It was like a gourmet treat for the woman. She smeared the gooey stuff all around her mouth and kept sucking at the same time. Pete moaned and thrust his hips upward in an attempt to face-fuck her. Melissa didn't much care. Let the boy get his pleasure. She was getting hers in full.
In a few minutes, the tempest ravaging Pete's body had quieted down. Pete was happy, but an emptiness had come into Melissa's oozing cunt. She needed something in it. A cock would have been nice, but Pete's was out of the question. It was lying limp and deflated between the boy's legs.
A tongue seemed to be the best compromise. But Pete needed to be prodded into helping her.
"Pete, use your mouth on me. Suck my cunt! Suck on my pussy! Put your mouth up and lap up all the juice you can!"
The boy looked uncomfortably at the furry paradise so close to his face. This was something totally new to him. But if Melissa said do it, he'd try to please her. After all, she'd just given him a hell of a lot of joy. If he could return the favor, he'd do his best.
He strained slightly until Melissa slid down a bit on the bed. He felt her hands on his legs, her boobs on his thighs. But it was the snatch in front of his face that was the center of his attention. He watched in fascination as the scalloped hps of her cunt quivered in anticipation. Tiny beads of fluid seeped out of the clam-like crevice.
Pete's tongue fluttered out. He rightly touched the puckered crease that ran between Melissa's legs. The woman sighed, then urged him on. It seemed okay. So Pete shot out his tongue squarely between her cuntlips.
So many things happened so fast, Pete was unable to sort them all out. Melissa groaned and clamped her thighs firmly around his ears. His lips and chin took on a full load of cunt juice. And so did his tongue. He tasted his first elixir of woman, the ultimate woman-wine.
He rolled his tongue around in the nurse's cunt, savoring the flavor. At first, he wasn't sure if he dug it or not. Then, after another long, rough-tongued trip the length of her gash, he was sure he did. Slightly salty, acrid but heavenly. He suddenly couldn't get enough. His tongue flashed out repeatedly.
It touched every delicate spot along Melissa's slash. She was almost driven insane with the sensations smashing into her body. Each time Pete's tongue dived into her cunt, she thought she'd faint in reaction. As he dragged his rough tongue along her pussylips, it sent tingles of electricity jolting into her body. It was as if she were being touched by two live wires.
When the boy's tongue swirled around her clit, Melissa came. She had intended to build up for a large orgasm, but Pete's driving, delving tongue wasn't going to let her do that. Not this time. For an inexperienced kid, he sure could use his tongue to the best advantage!
All too soon, Melissa floated back down to the reality of her surroundings. She eased up on the tension in her legs, releasing Pete's head. The nurse hoped she hadn't suffocated the boy during her climax.
"Wow, Melissa, I could barely breathe!" he gasped out. "Let's do it again!"
With that, Pete's tongue began licking up and down the gash of her cunt. Melissa was speechless, both from the boy's eagerness and the sensations flowing back into her body from his tongue. He seemed to be really getting into eating her when he stopped suddenly.
"Pete!" the nurse called out, looking back over her shoulder. "Is anything wrong?"
"No, no, I, wow, I'm just tired all of a sudden.
Don't know what's causing it. Never felt this tired this fast before."
The woman smiled. The boy was drifting off to sleep. His first round of oral sex had drained his body. Perhaps it had been too exciting for an asthmatic youth.
Melissa swung off the bed and stood beside the boy. She looked down at the sleeping figure. Pete looked so innocent, so young. It made her feel even more hollow in her cunt. She wondered how she could satisfy her need for a hard, driving cock now that the boy had gone to sleep on her.
She shrugged her naked shoulders, then lifted Pete's wrist and took his pulse. It was slightly fast, but nothing to get upset over. She went to her medical bag and took out a bottle of pills. She rumbled one out into the palm of her hand and got a glass of water.
Lifting Pete's head, Melissa slipped the pill into the boy's mouth and followed it with a little water. "Come on, Pete. Swallow thisr" He downed the pill without any complaint. She wasn't even sure if he had awakened when she gave him the medicine.
Melissa covered the boy up, then gathered her own clothes. It was about time to go see if John wanted anything else from her for a while. She was going to have to get the dildo out and masturbate, or go out of her mind.