Chapter 2
Even though I had my periodic jousts with my brother when I sucked his cock, I didn't really get hung up on a guy until I was in the middle of my junior year at high school.
Dennis was tall and slim, standing better than six feet, and starred on the Varsity baseball team. His father ran a restaurant in town. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and showed me a big cock in his crotch every time that we went out and held hands.
He picked me up in his car one afternoon after school, and we instantly hit it off. We would meet and drive to an old shack sandwiched between two hills beside a lake.
I'll never forget the first time we went there and how my body itched with anxiety as Dennis drove down the winding dirt road which led to it. We parked behind the shack so his car couldn't be seen from the road. After all, in these half-assed little towns, everybody makes it a point to know everybody else's business-and the damned hypocrites who fucked the most always screamed to the greatest extent whenever they found out about somebody else screwing.
The shack contained some old furniture, including a bed in the lone bedroom. I thought about the preacher's warning of eternal fire. But right then I was feeling a fire all my own, to be specific, right down between my legs where my cunt was seething. It was a beautiful kind of fire, the kind you want to build, not put out.
Dennis shut the bedroom door and took off his T-shirt. I looked at his slim, hard body. His shoulders were broad, his stomach muscles firm. I hoped he would strip down naked, but he stopped after removing his shirt, and took several steps toward me, pulling my body toward him and kissing me.
"Lie down on the bed and relax, baby," he said.
I did exactly as he suggested, lying on my back and immediately breaking into a nervous sweat. The anxiety was surfacing with rapidity in my love nest.
Dennis lay next to me and pulled me to him.
"Open up, honey, open up your mouth," Dennis panted.
I immediately responded to his request, opening my mouth and feeling his tongue darted inside it, meshing with mine.
Dennis' tongue rampaged enthusiastically through my mouth, while mine worked its way through his. He wore a fragrant after shave lotion, which gave his body a sexy aroma. I had put on some perfume before meeting him, which gave him a nice fragrant aroma to smell as well.
Following our torrid kisses, our panting and writhing became more heated.
"Just turn over, Brenda baby," Dennis said.
I was wearing a blouse and pedal pushers. His nervous fingers reached out for the zipper and loosened them, then tugged them off.
I quickly unbuttoned my blouse, flinging it on an old wooden chair.
Dennis ran his hand up and down my legs, alternately kissing and licking. His hands worked feverishly toward my crotch. He pulled off my panties, and began to massage around my clitoris.
"I want you, Brenda baby," he murmured with pleading eyes. "I've got to taste you."
"Go ahead, Dennis, do whatever you like. Go on and eat me."
"Throw your legs around me, honey."
Dennis' head moved toward my cunt as I threw my legs around his shoulders. He let his tongue find its way to my clitoris. It worked swiftly, and I ran my hands through his hair.
"Suck it, Dennis," I begged, wrapping my trembling legs around him. "Work around my mound."
His teeth nibbled exquisitely around my clitoris for several minutes, in the course of which I practically shot on three separate occasions.
My body danced with extravagant desire as he kept up the burning, passionate activity.
Once he recognized he had my clit right where he wanted it, namely in a state of burning anxiety, he switched to his tongue efforts.
His sizzling tongue made its way over my box, and as he kept up his consistent, torrid movements, I found myself moving ever closer to climax.
"Just a few more strokes," I panted hotly, "that's all I need."
He worked his tongue with systematic grace several more times around my box. I let out one last sigh as the juices spilled out of my joy hole and into his mouth.
"That was just great," Dennis grinned. "You've got a beautiful pussy. You're the best eating stuff my tongue has ever found."
As I grew hot all over again, Dennis' words began to hold a profounder meaning than ever. If eating me made him feel that damned good, how would I feel if I sucked him? It was a practical consideration, what with the huge bulge he was then sporting in his pants.
"I want you too, Dennis," I told him. "I want to suck that hard cock."
"You're like something out of a dream," he grinned. "I'll be more than happy to let you do it."
I worked my fingers resolutely around his pants, swiftly removing them and looking at his huge erect phallus.
Dennis' legs were trim and tapered, his ass rounded to perfection, and that cock stood out' brilliantly.
Right away I commenced sucking, bobbing my head skillfully up and down over the length of his entire dick.
I wanted to make sure that he experienced every beautiful sensation as I manipulated my tongue over his dick.
"Slow down a little, take your time," Dennis sighed. "Let's build gradually, honey. Just slide the tongue a little slower. Let's keep up the smooth tempo."
I slowed down the pace ever so slightly, even though it was extremely difficult, since I wanted to taste his prick badly.
Soon I began pumping my tongue like a well trained machine, moving it up and down with piston-like regularity as my fingers stroked Dennis' perfectly proportioned ass.
"That's more like it," Dennis nodded, panting as I sped up the pace. "Keep the fingers working around my ass too. I really like that. Work the tongue, honey. That's it. Now you're stepping it up, and I like it. I like what you're doing."
Up and down I skillfully worked my tongue repeatedly, recognizing that I was nearing the point when I would be receiving his searing juices.
Soon he heaved a loud gasp and the droplets of white orgasmic liquid spurted out of the end of his long rod.
Our first beautiful sex experience ended with his hot white juice bolting in my mouth, but there would be many more to follow.
As a matter-of-fact, we got together just three days later on a Saturday afternoon. I told my folks that I would be going to town to see a movie.
Naturally I didn't go to any movie. Dennis picked me up at the other side of the railroad crossing about a half a mile from home. This time we stripped down bare-assed as soon as we got into the bedroom. I felt a little more confident around Dennis this time than during our first session. After all, in fucking as in other areas of life, experience counts.
"Let's take our time and really enjoy ourselves before shooting," Dennis exclaimed as he snuggled up next to me, kissing my ears and neck.
"Any way you want it is all right with me, darling," I nodded.
My cylinders were all burning, as were Dennis', but the element of the first time that had been present before was now over and we could prolong the pleasure by taking things gradually.
"You've got the most beautiful body I've ever seen." Dennis shifted his lips to the front of my neck, then my mouth.
"Just keep up that hot action, baby."
"I want to devour your exquisite body," Dennis drooled. "Beautiful lips, beautiful tits, long lovely legs and firm ass, that fantastic ass."
Dennis quickly shifted from word to deed, literally making love to me from head to toe. We began with passionate lip kissing in which he practically took my lips off with his piercing movements.
He put every ounce of intensity he could muster into those lips kisses, after which he shifted to some lengthy French kisses.
His tongue slid with overpowering zeal as it met mine time and again. The tongue stabbed and darted with relentless energy as our bodies quivered from the electricity we generated within each other.
Once he released his tongue from my mouth, Dennis decided that it was time to go to work on my tits.
With vigorous skill, he plunged his tongue against my left breast, working it firmly around the smooth warm surface.
"That's what I like, brisk tongue action," I gasped. "Keep the tongue working, honey. Keep it in jet-propelled motion."
As he worked his way systematically around my breast with his tongue, Dennis reached out with the fingers of both hands and toyed with my thighs.
I liked the way that his fingers sank into my legs all the while as he kept up his perfectly executed tongue movements around my tits.
Once he completed his sucking on my left tit, he moved over to the right, working with the same degree of passion.
My body flared upward dramatically to meet his every skillful movement, as his tongue lost itself in the spirited enthusiasm of the moment, working systematically over my tit.
Once he completed the tit sucking, he surprised me by sliding his lips over my stomach. He kissed my navel, then began to suck on it.
You can't imagine the unique sensations that bolted through my entire body as he began to suck my belly button. My ass-cheeks were swaying back and forth from the accumulated sensations that he was providing with his talented tongue.
I naturally figured his next move after sucking my navel would be to go down on my pussy, but for the moment Dennis passed that up.
He wanted to concentrate on my legs for the moment, going all the way down one, then up the other sliding his tongue, then nibbling with his teeth.
He moved his tongue and teeth all the way down my legs, working from the thighs to my ankles.
Dennis then decided it was time to devote some attention to my toes, which he began to suck.
He was so thorough that I could hardly believe it. He didn't want to leave even one speck of my flesh untouched.
I lay there and began panting as he took turns sucking my toes. As he finally released his tongue from them, he looked at me and grinned.
"I can see that you're getting hot."
"Suck my snatch, baby. I've got to juice in your mouth."
"I will," he nodded. "But first I want to suck your ass."
"That will be super."
"You deserve a blazing rim job."
"Darling, put the tongue to work again."
"Around you, I just can't seem to stop," Dennis laughed.
Never had I felt as good as I did that day, lying there all sweaty and excited as he prepared to unleash his tongue once more.
I watched his head slide forward. I observed his fiery red tongue move toward my anus.
With hot flipping motion, he slipped his tongue inside my ass-hole.
His spearing scarlet tongue was quickly working its way high into my ass.
His first few strokes were exploratory, but soon he was attacking me with everything that he had, unfurling his tongue to the greatest extent possible as it flipped inside my ass-hole.
While the tongue worked feverishly inside my hot ass, he began working his fingers around my ass-cheeks.
I liked the way he skillfully pinched my buttocks as his tongue continued to plunge ever deeper into my anus.
Soon he was sending the surging tongue into me all the way, driving it in as far as physically possible.
"Suck my hot ass," I cried out hoarsely. "Your tongue is sensational. Keep it working. Slide it into my ass-hole."
He darted it with consistent rapidity, driving it to the maximum level possible.
As the spirited movements continued unabated, he began pinching my ass-cheeks harder than ever.
The fingers slid with determination around my buttocks. He liked the smooth, passionate, firm warm skin.
It felt good to have his fingers gripping my ass, as it provided an extra dimension of satisfaction for me while he kept up the spirited ass sucking.
Soon the sweat was dripping down both sides of my face and surfacing beneath my arms.
My arms trembled, and every now and then I would look down at my sweaty armpits, which served as a reminder as to just how excited I was becoming under the steady tongue impetus being generated by handsome Dennis.
I felt the moisture beginning to surface in my snatch and recognized that soon I would have to be unleashing my juices inside him. I was feeling more and more excited, and couldn't wait to explode. I looked down at Dennis as he continued his spirited sucking, driving his tongue high and deep into my hot ass-hole.