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Monday during lunch I asked Holly if she could come over to my house after school. She said of course, and only then did she ask me what for.
That I have learned over the years is what a real friend does. A lot of people will ask what for, and only then decide if they are going to come over. A real friend will agree to come over, and only after ask what it is you need.
I told her that since we were starting a new campaign this week, Linda would need some new characters. So we could spend some time helping her make up several, and even give her a few mini-dungeons to try them out. She thought that sounded great.
After school I went ahead and drove over to Linda’s, and she was somewhat surprised since I knew I was not really allowed over there when their mom was not at home. We exchanged a brief kiss and she brought me into the kitchen where Mandy and her had obviously been doing their homework. Mandy stood up to leave and I smiled and asked her to stay. I was only going to be there a few minutes and was not going to say anything personal.
I asked Linda if she would be able to come over to my house for a few hours after school, so we could make up some characters, with Holly’s help of course and, she smiled. “Sure, I'll have to ask my mom but I think as long as Holly's there she won't have a problem. She really liked her when she stayed over on Halloween.”
We chatted for a few more minutes, and Mandy asked if she could come. Linda looked at me and shrugged, so I nodded and smiled. “Sure. Now we already have a full group so I would have to ask if you would be allowed to come on game nights to watch. There are 8 of us, so that has to be a group decision. But I don’t see why not, but it might bore you. But if your mom is OK with it, you can come tomorrow to see what it’s like.”
Linda gave me a big grin at that, and Mandy jumped into my arms and gave me a big hug, thanking me over and over. It was nice to see that the sisters were not in any way possessive or jealous of each other. There had simply been no real opportunity to involve her in our activities before this.
Later at home Mrs. Carol (Rosie!) called me and asked exactly what I had in mind, and I explained to her that for a new player like Linda it would take her a few hours to make up some extra characters and learn how to play them. And while later on she would be able to do it in 10 minutes, at this point she was still learning.
She then asked about why I invited Mandy, and I simply told her the truth. We had never excluded her for any reason, other than we were doing other things or with another couple. And this seemed like something she might enjoy, and also act as a chaperone if she thought Holly was not enough.
“Pete, it’s OK, I trust you enough with my daughter alone. After school at home without parents might be a little different, but with 2 other girls I don’t think you will be after my daughter’s virtue. Yes, they can both go over, and they know they are to be home by 6. And thank you for involving Mandy. She's been a bit down about spending less time with Linda since she started seeing you. I think she'll like it a lot.”
We chatted for a few minutes then hung up.
The next day I was waiting outside of VNJH with Holly when Linda and Mandy came out the front. As soon as Mandy noticed us and pointed to my car Linda broke into a run and screaming “Pete!” flung herself into my arms and gave me a big kiss.
Now how much of this was because she had missed me in the past 24 hours, how much was to show off she actually had a boyfriend that few of her friends had apparently ever really seen, or how much of it was because she had a boyfriend who had his own car I did not care about at the moment.
But after ending the kisses and holding the door open for her and her sister to get in, I think I saw more than a few glances by girls who seemed quite envious.
30 minutes later, soda and chips at hand, we were gathered around the kitchen table, dice out and Linda was rolling away. As she was rolling up 5 characters, Holly was giving Mandy a basic rundown of what all the numbers would finally mean.
As is typical, out of the first 5 she rolled up, 3 of them were complete washouts. One of them had a really high Wisdom score, for a great cleric. The last was, interesting. Perfect charisma, good stats in all the rest. I told her to set aside the last one, we would do the Cleric first.
So her first character was an unnamed Dwarven cleric. Holly then showed Linda how the spell system for Clerics worked, and the limitations. She had a pretty good idea after a bit so I gave her our “standard kit” (a pre-made list of items our group used for all new characters).
“Of course, you will have to decide how long your beard is” I said to her with a grin.
“Beard? I don't have a beard Pete, I'm a girl!” Holly giggled, and knew exactly where I was going with this.
“Oh, of course you have a beard Linda. All dwarves have beards.”
“What, no way!”
I grinned, and pulled out the handbook. “Here, it says it clear as day. 'All dwarves, irreguardless of class have beards once they reach adulthood.' Notice, it does not say only male dwarves, it says all dwarves. Therefore even the female dwarves have beards.”
Holly laughed, and said that was actually an old joke among gamers. “Pete, you're a goof. Linda, this is one of those absolutes in the rules we sometimes joke about. The rules do not say only males, therefore some take it to mean all of them, male and female alike. But Pete here is just pulling your leg, I happen to know he is one of those that does not think female dwarves should have beards.” After laughing for a few more minutes, Linda started to roll up some more characters.
This time she came out with another thief (which we discarded as she already had one), an incredible fighter (which we had her keep, obviously Fairbough was not going to be around this time), and one that would make a great multi-class Mage-Thief. She already understood the basics of a Fighter, so I finished that one up as Holly then explained about how to play a Mage type character.
“Pete, why does she need so many characters?” Mandy asked.
“Well Mandy, ya have to realize that this is a group game. There will be 7 others, each with their own character. When we were playing the last game, Linda joined us already in progress, and we needed a thief. That was a good choice for her because that is a great introductory character. Fighters and thieves are the easiest ones to play, but we already had 3 fighters and we were short a dedicated thief. Generally for a good group you need around a quarter to a third fighters, and then split among the others, magic users, clerics, and thieves.
“This time it’s a new campaign. So everybody brings in either a new character, or one that’s not involved in the last campaign.” At this I pulled out my notebook of character sheets and let her flip through them.
“These are the ones I have already made up. As you see they’re of pretty much every class, that way if I jump into another game I already have some ready to go. When the group gets together and says they need a thief, I just pull out Fiona here. If they say they need a Cleric, I pull out Mandelbrot. If they need a fighter, that’s when Fairbough comes out.
“That is what Linda needs to be able to do. So that way if when deciding on characters she's not limited to simply playing a clone of the one she played last time. Part of the fun is getting into being a totally different person.”
“Yea, I see that. Fiona, you mean you play a girl?”
I chuckled at that. “Sometimes. But remember, it’s just a game. Fairbough is a half-elf, and I certainly am not one of those. It's all really about having fun, and hanging out together more than anything else. After all, this is how Holly and I got to be such good friends.”
Linda and Holly were busy looking over the spell list, but at hearing her name Holly looked up and heard the last of what I had said, and gave me a big smile. “Best friends” she added, then bent back to answer a question Linda had. “By the way Pete, what level characters are we doing up?”
“Make it 6th. That gives us some good power, but not overpowering.”
Finally we had 5 characters fully fleshed out, and wow.
Quisling was the male dwarven cleric (she decided to make it a boy after all). Qwerty was a female elven thief-mage. Kror was a male human fighter. Kilea was a half-elf female ranger. The last was the one I had her set aside and I helped her with.
Adnil was a female half-elven bard. I made her a 5th level fighter, 5th level thief, and 2nd level bard.
We handed Mandy one of my fighter sheets, and Holly and Linda took turns playing various ones of the new characters as we ran through a few simple games. Linda was finally learning that a Mage was very powerful, but had to conserve their spells or they would run out. Clerics were decent fighters, but had to be ready to help the other characters if somebody got hurt.
Mandy was just having fun bashing anything that got in front of her.
My dad came home at 5:30 just as we were packing everything up. I introduced him to Mandy, and soon I was taking the girls home. Linda laughed as Mandy replayed the last battle of the session, where she was down to 2 hit points and finally took down the ogre. It looks like the Church of Dungeons and Dragons may have another convert.
I walked them to the door and was sharing a brief kiss with Linda when her mom came out. Half-embarrassed we broke apart and she asked us to come in. She went over Linda’s homework for the next day (she had done it all during her lunch period), and seemed suitably impressed.
With a smile, she said “Well, since you have everything done already, I'll give you an exception tonight. Because you didn’t go out Sunday night, you can stay out tonight until 10.”
Linda gave her mom a big hug and tore into her room without asking me what we should do. Rosie chuckled and smiled at me and asked what we would do. I honestly had no idea, and told her that. I said we might try to catch a movie, or just hang out at the mall for a bit. Most of the skate sessions would have either already started, or would be ending after 10 so that was out.
“We’ll probably just go to The Galleria for a while, then go to The Castle. Those are always places you can go with no other plans.” She said that sounded like a great idea, and then Linda came back out.
And yet she had on yet another outfit I had never seen her in, but looked great. It was a light blue open front sweater, with a silvery blouse on underneath. Leg warmers and a short purple skirt finished off the ensemble. Personally, I never understood the point of leg warmers, but I was not going to complain. We said goodbye and off we went.
We spent about an hour at The Castle, taking turns playing Joust, then a few other games. I asked if she wanted to go outside and play some golf, when Linda wrapped her arms around me, slipped her hands into my front pocket, and pulled me against her. “Actually, I had playing with a different kind of balls in mind.”
Well, I don’t have to be told twice! I can take a hint when it is made by a cute teenage girl. 15 minutes later we were in the back of Scout, naked and in a lovely 69. I had one of the globes of her ass in each hand, and was licking the center of her cleft and caressing her ass crack with my fingertips, causing her to give delightful moans which vibrated my cock.
I was alternating between sucking and licking on her clit, then moving up and sliding my tongue over and between her tight little lips. I would occasionally take one into my mouth and suck on it, then the other. Then move back down and slide my tongue into her, which caused more delightful little moans.
At the same time she was alternating between simply holding my cock in her mouth and licking and swirling her tongue around it, then stroking it gently in her hand as she bent down to lick and kiss one side of my balls, then the other. Or just licking the tip as she jacked on me.
Neither of us was trying to really push the other towards orgasm, we were simply enjoying the intimacy. After about 20 minutes of this my baby turned around and crawled up next to me, giving me a kiss that was full of tenderness much more than passion. We rolled onto our sides and I was pressed up against her, my cock hard against her belly. One of my arms was under her head, while the other reached back to hold her bottom. We simply laid like this and quietly talked about what we should do that weekend.
I told her that if the weather was nice, I would like to go up to Vasquez Rocks. I had to tell her it was a series of rock formations about 45 minutes North, and was famous for being in TV shows and movies. We could go up there and go climbing and walk around the park, then find something else to do later. And if the weather was bad, we could always take Mandy roller skating.
She thought they both sounded like great ideas, and suggested that sometime in the next couple weeks we would have to do both of them. Meanwhile she obviously had other ideas in mind as she pushed me onto my back and then sat up next to me. I reached out and placed my hand around her back and rested it on her hip as she reached out and holding my cock straight upright started to stroke me.
“You know Pete. As much as I said I liked doing this because it assured me dates, I also just like doing this because it’s fun. I really like to feel your cock in my hand, more than any other I've ever held. You fill it nicely, and I can really get a nice long stroke on it.”
As she said this her hand was slipping all the way to the tip, then back down to the base. I'm not incredibly endowed, maybe a tad under 7 inches. But in her small hands she could wrap both of them around me, one on top of the other and just cover the head. But with one hand, it felt amazing as I felt it slide back and forth, from base to tip then back down again.
“I love seeing them all swollen like this, and feeling them pulsing under my fingers. It’s just so sexy, knowing I'm the one doing this, me. Just me, flat chested skinny little Linda Carol. At times like this I'm the one in control, I'm the one giving them pleasure. Nobody else, just me. And at the end when I'm feeling them grow even bigger and harder, and pulsing in my hand so they are about to cum, that cum is all mine! I, Linda Isabel Carol am the cause! It’s my orgasm, it’s my cum they are spraying onto my hand and everywhere else. Nobody else but me caused that to happen.”
As she said the last I was suddenly doing some spraying of my own. With a groan I did what she loved so much and came in her hand. Or more precisely since her hand was around the base of my cock I sprayed straight up into the air, and then came back down and covered her hand.
“Hmmmm, oh yes baby, just like that. This is the special gift that I love getting when I do this. It feels so nice, knowing I made somebody feel sooooo good. This is my special gift for doing this, a nice, warm, wet shower of cum all over my hand. Knowing it’s all mine. I made it myself, and nobody else will ever share this load of cum but me. It belongs to me and me alone.”
At that point I reached up and pulled her down, silencing her with my lips as I kissed her passionately. Our tongues dueled for a few minutes before the kiss turned tender, then soft and gentle. Finally she cuddled against me, her wet and sticky hand gently massaging my now shrinking cock.
Breaking away, I looked into her eyes and said “Where did that come from? Is that actually what you think about? Why you did this so many times?”
Reaching over my shoulder she pulled open the top of my backpack and pulled out the towel I had stashed in there. And laying half on me she used it to first wipe up her hand, then gently my cock and groin. I could feel by the cooling liquid that even though it was mostly straight up, I had surely covered myself from my navel on down.
“Well, not exactly, and yes baby. You know, it really is a bit of a rush, knowing you've given your partner an orgasm. I know that whenever you give me one, you seem to be glowing afterwards almost as much as I am. Well, I think the same thing, most girls probably do. Just now when you came, I felt my own pussy clench down in pleasure, knowing that I did that. That I made you cum, and it just makes me so happy that you felt so good.”
“Wow,” I croaked. “But yea, I do get what you're saying my love. I know that whenever I make you cum, I feel 10 feet tall. It makes me happy as well, knowing I was able to give you an orgasm. Simply because I know it makes you feel good, and that makes me happy.”
“Well, same thing. I can tell that whenever you lick and suck my nipples. Surely you don't get much directly out of it, you may enjoy doing it but it gives you no actual pleasure. But you do know it gives me pleasure, so that's surely a big reason why you do it.”
By now Linda had finished cleaning us both up and was lying half on my chest again. I pulled out another pillow and put it under my head so I could look down at her easier.
“Yea, there’s a lot of truth in that. One thing I never got was the entire ‘slut’ thing. I know that if I had pleasured 20 girls like I have with you, people would consider me to be a ‘stud’. Yet at the same time, if you had pleasured 20 guys, you would be a ‘slut’.”
I carefully skipped the fact that she pretty much had already done this with around 20 guys, that did not matter to me.
“Yea, I had been with a few gals, only one did I go all the way with. And one was only a fling with a carny girl for 2 days. And each time I felt amazing, both during and afterwards. Yes, I felt great because I got to have an orgasm, but I also felt great because I helped them have orgasms as well. But of all of my encounters, it was the ones with girlfriends that I thought were the best. But then there was a one night stand that really blew my mind. More than any others.”
“Really?” asked Linda. “What was that like?”
“Well, it was this really cute little pixie that I met rollerskating. It was just a casual fling I thought, but when it was over I felt absolutely incredible. Not so much because she gave me an orgasm that made me see stars, but because I had also given her one. She even told me afterwards that it was the first one she had ever had that was not given to herself. The feeling was incredible, not only because I gave it to her, but because she told me I was the first one to give her one. And of all the guys she had been with, none of them had ever given her that special gift.”
At that all talking stopped for a little bit as she was kissing me quite thoroughly. I even felt a few tears on my face, but I knew they were happy ones. Finally, the kisses wound down to soft gentle ones. At that point I gently pulled her back, and continued as I looked into her eyes.
“And it was same girl who shocked me when she told me her age, and that I thought I would likely never see again. For as wonderful as she was, I got scared. What if I got found out and put in jail? What if I saw her again and she started screaming that I had m*****ed her? What if she was some kind of slut, and was only using me for her own pleasure and I had been just a convenient dick at the time?
“But I never did forget her. I even tried to date another girl, but no matter how large and lovely her breasts were, no matter that we shared the same interests, no matter how nice she kissed or good she felt against me, I somehow never forgot the little girl with the small perky breasts. Who’s breasts resembled 2 cones with puffy gumdrops topped with hard little nipples.
“A girl who 2 months later I ran into again. And after only 2 more dates I realized I had started to fall in love with. A girl who was just starting to fully blossom into a woman, and one I wanted to be with as she did.”
I reached out and gently caressed her cheeks as I said that, first one, then the other. I looked into her eyes and let my fingertips graze over her lips.
And I do not care if I am the first, or the forty-first guy she's been with. Right now, I am the only guy she's with, and I can only hope I will end up being the last guy she will ever be with.”
More kisses, it was getting a bit cool so I pulled out the blanket and we cuddled up together as I pulled it over us. We talked for another half hour or so until my alarm went off, and it was time for the night to end.
I walked Linda to her door and we held hands and kissed. No tongue, not real passion, it was a soft, tender, almost friendly kiss. Almost like a first kiss after an enjoyable first date. And that was how we were when Mandy opened the door, then without saying a word closed it again as we were breaking it. Linda looked into my eyes, and softly said “Thank you for tonight Pete, this honestly is probably the best date I've ever had. I'll be looking forward to seeing you again Thursday night.”
With that she smiled, gave me a last soft kiss then went into her apartment.
It was only on the way home that I realized that I had not given her that special gift that I loved to give her and now only her. But I think she was happier that I shared my soul with her instead of giving her an orgasm. Orgasms can be shared many times, but what I said can really only be shared once, then remembered forever.
That I have learned over the years is what a real friend does. A lot of people will ask what for, and only then decide if they are going to come over. A real friend will agree to come over, and only after ask what it is you need.
I told her that since we were starting a new campaign this week, Linda would need some new characters. So we could spend some time helping her make up several, and even give her a few mini-dungeons to try them out. She thought that sounded great.
After school I went ahead and drove over to Linda’s, and she was somewhat surprised since I knew I was not really allowed over there when their mom was not at home. We exchanged a brief kiss and she brought me into the kitchen where Mandy and her had obviously been doing their homework. Mandy stood up to leave and I smiled and asked her to stay. I was only going to be there a few minutes and was not going to say anything personal.
I asked Linda if she would be able to come over to my house for a few hours after school, so we could make up some characters, with Holly’s help of course and, she smiled. “Sure, I'll have to ask my mom but I think as long as Holly's there she won't have a problem. She really liked her when she stayed over on Halloween.”
We chatted for a few more minutes, and Mandy asked if she could come. Linda looked at me and shrugged, so I nodded and smiled. “Sure. Now we already have a full group so I would have to ask if you would be allowed to come on game nights to watch. There are 8 of us, so that has to be a group decision. But I don’t see why not, but it might bore you. But if your mom is OK with it, you can come tomorrow to see what it’s like.”
Linda gave me a big grin at that, and Mandy jumped into my arms and gave me a big hug, thanking me over and over. It was nice to see that the sisters were not in any way possessive or jealous of each other. There had simply been no real opportunity to involve her in our activities before this.
Later at home Mrs. Carol (Rosie!) called me and asked exactly what I had in mind, and I explained to her that for a new player like Linda it would take her a few hours to make up some extra characters and learn how to play them. And while later on she would be able to do it in 10 minutes, at this point she was still learning.
She then asked about why I invited Mandy, and I simply told her the truth. We had never excluded her for any reason, other than we were doing other things or with another couple. And this seemed like something she might enjoy, and also act as a chaperone if she thought Holly was not enough.
“Pete, it’s OK, I trust you enough with my daughter alone. After school at home without parents might be a little different, but with 2 other girls I don’t think you will be after my daughter’s virtue. Yes, they can both go over, and they know they are to be home by 6. And thank you for involving Mandy. She's been a bit down about spending less time with Linda since she started seeing you. I think she'll like it a lot.”
We chatted for a few minutes then hung up.
The next day I was waiting outside of VNJH with Holly when Linda and Mandy came out the front. As soon as Mandy noticed us and pointed to my car Linda broke into a run and screaming “Pete!” flung herself into my arms and gave me a big kiss.
Now how much of this was because she had missed me in the past 24 hours, how much was to show off she actually had a boyfriend that few of her friends had apparently ever really seen, or how much of it was because she had a boyfriend who had his own car I did not care about at the moment.
But after ending the kisses and holding the door open for her and her sister to get in, I think I saw more than a few glances by girls who seemed quite envious.
30 minutes later, soda and chips at hand, we were gathered around the kitchen table, dice out and Linda was rolling away. As she was rolling up 5 characters, Holly was giving Mandy a basic rundown of what all the numbers would finally mean.
As is typical, out of the first 5 she rolled up, 3 of them were complete washouts. One of them had a really high Wisdom score, for a great cleric. The last was, interesting. Perfect charisma, good stats in all the rest. I told her to set aside the last one, we would do the Cleric first.
So her first character was an unnamed Dwarven cleric. Holly then showed Linda how the spell system for Clerics worked, and the limitations. She had a pretty good idea after a bit so I gave her our “standard kit” (a pre-made list of items our group used for all new characters).
“Of course, you will have to decide how long your beard is” I said to her with a grin.
“Beard? I don't have a beard Pete, I'm a girl!” Holly giggled, and knew exactly where I was going with this.
“Oh, of course you have a beard Linda. All dwarves have beards.”
“What, no way!”
I grinned, and pulled out the handbook. “Here, it says it clear as day. 'All dwarves, irreguardless of class have beards once they reach adulthood.' Notice, it does not say only male dwarves, it says all dwarves. Therefore even the female dwarves have beards.”
Holly laughed, and said that was actually an old joke among gamers. “Pete, you're a goof. Linda, this is one of those absolutes in the rules we sometimes joke about. The rules do not say only males, therefore some take it to mean all of them, male and female alike. But Pete here is just pulling your leg, I happen to know he is one of those that does not think female dwarves should have beards.” After laughing for a few more minutes, Linda started to roll up some more characters.
This time she came out with another thief (which we discarded as she already had one), an incredible fighter (which we had her keep, obviously Fairbough was not going to be around this time), and one that would make a great multi-class Mage-Thief. She already understood the basics of a Fighter, so I finished that one up as Holly then explained about how to play a Mage type character.
“Pete, why does she need so many characters?” Mandy asked.
“Well Mandy, ya have to realize that this is a group game. There will be 7 others, each with their own character. When we were playing the last game, Linda joined us already in progress, and we needed a thief. That was a good choice for her because that is a great introductory character. Fighters and thieves are the easiest ones to play, but we already had 3 fighters and we were short a dedicated thief. Generally for a good group you need around a quarter to a third fighters, and then split among the others, magic users, clerics, and thieves.
“This time it’s a new campaign. So everybody brings in either a new character, or one that’s not involved in the last campaign.” At this I pulled out my notebook of character sheets and let her flip through them.
“These are the ones I have already made up. As you see they’re of pretty much every class, that way if I jump into another game I already have some ready to go. When the group gets together and says they need a thief, I just pull out Fiona here. If they say they need a Cleric, I pull out Mandelbrot. If they need a fighter, that’s when Fairbough comes out.
“That is what Linda needs to be able to do. So that way if when deciding on characters she's not limited to simply playing a clone of the one she played last time. Part of the fun is getting into being a totally different person.”
“Yea, I see that. Fiona, you mean you play a girl?”
I chuckled at that. “Sometimes. But remember, it’s just a game. Fairbough is a half-elf, and I certainly am not one of those. It's all really about having fun, and hanging out together more than anything else. After all, this is how Holly and I got to be such good friends.”
Linda and Holly were busy looking over the spell list, but at hearing her name Holly looked up and heard the last of what I had said, and gave me a big smile. “Best friends” she added, then bent back to answer a question Linda had. “By the way Pete, what level characters are we doing up?”
“Make it 6th. That gives us some good power, but not overpowering.”
Finally we had 5 characters fully fleshed out, and wow.
Quisling was the male dwarven cleric (she decided to make it a boy after all). Qwerty was a female elven thief-mage. Kror was a male human fighter. Kilea was a half-elf female ranger. The last was the one I had her set aside and I helped her with.
Adnil was a female half-elven bard. I made her a 5th level fighter, 5th level thief, and 2nd level bard.
We handed Mandy one of my fighter sheets, and Holly and Linda took turns playing various ones of the new characters as we ran through a few simple games. Linda was finally learning that a Mage was very powerful, but had to conserve their spells or they would run out. Clerics were decent fighters, but had to be ready to help the other characters if somebody got hurt.
Mandy was just having fun bashing anything that got in front of her.
My dad came home at 5:30 just as we were packing everything up. I introduced him to Mandy, and soon I was taking the girls home. Linda laughed as Mandy replayed the last battle of the session, where she was down to 2 hit points and finally took down the ogre. It looks like the Church of Dungeons and Dragons may have another convert.
I walked them to the door and was sharing a brief kiss with Linda when her mom came out. Half-embarrassed we broke apart and she asked us to come in. She went over Linda’s homework for the next day (she had done it all during her lunch period), and seemed suitably impressed.
With a smile, she said “Well, since you have everything done already, I'll give you an exception tonight. Because you didn’t go out Sunday night, you can stay out tonight until 10.”
Linda gave her mom a big hug and tore into her room without asking me what we should do. Rosie chuckled and smiled at me and asked what we would do. I honestly had no idea, and told her that. I said we might try to catch a movie, or just hang out at the mall for a bit. Most of the skate sessions would have either already started, or would be ending after 10 so that was out.
“We’ll probably just go to The Galleria for a while, then go to The Castle. Those are always places you can go with no other plans.” She said that sounded like a great idea, and then Linda came back out.
And yet she had on yet another outfit I had never seen her in, but looked great. It was a light blue open front sweater, with a silvery blouse on underneath. Leg warmers and a short purple skirt finished off the ensemble. Personally, I never understood the point of leg warmers, but I was not going to complain. We said goodbye and off we went.
We spent about an hour at The Castle, taking turns playing Joust, then a few other games. I asked if she wanted to go outside and play some golf, when Linda wrapped her arms around me, slipped her hands into my front pocket, and pulled me against her. “Actually, I had playing with a different kind of balls in mind.”
Well, I don’t have to be told twice! I can take a hint when it is made by a cute teenage girl. 15 minutes later we were in the back of Scout, naked and in a lovely 69. I had one of the globes of her ass in each hand, and was licking the center of her cleft and caressing her ass crack with my fingertips, causing her to give delightful moans which vibrated my cock.
I was alternating between sucking and licking on her clit, then moving up and sliding my tongue over and between her tight little lips. I would occasionally take one into my mouth and suck on it, then the other. Then move back down and slide my tongue into her, which caused more delightful little moans.
At the same time she was alternating between simply holding my cock in her mouth and licking and swirling her tongue around it, then stroking it gently in her hand as she bent down to lick and kiss one side of my balls, then the other. Or just licking the tip as she jacked on me.
Neither of us was trying to really push the other towards orgasm, we were simply enjoying the intimacy. After about 20 minutes of this my baby turned around and crawled up next to me, giving me a kiss that was full of tenderness much more than passion. We rolled onto our sides and I was pressed up against her, my cock hard against her belly. One of my arms was under her head, while the other reached back to hold her bottom. We simply laid like this and quietly talked about what we should do that weekend.
I told her that if the weather was nice, I would like to go up to Vasquez Rocks. I had to tell her it was a series of rock formations about 45 minutes North, and was famous for being in TV shows and movies. We could go up there and go climbing and walk around the park, then find something else to do later. And if the weather was bad, we could always take Mandy roller skating.
She thought they both sounded like great ideas, and suggested that sometime in the next couple weeks we would have to do both of them. Meanwhile she obviously had other ideas in mind as she pushed me onto my back and then sat up next to me. I reached out and placed my hand around her back and rested it on her hip as she reached out and holding my cock straight upright started to stroke me.
“You know Pete. As much as I said I liked doing this because it assured me dates, I also just like doing this because it’s fun. I really like to feel your cock in my hand, more than any other I've ever held. You fill it nicely, and I can really get a nice long stroke on it.”
As she said this her hand was slipping all the way to the tip, then back down to the base. I'm not incredibly endowed, maybe a tad under 7 inches. But in her small hands she could wrap both of them around me, one on top of the other and just cover the head. But with one hand, it felt amazing as I felt it slide back and forth, from base to tip then back down again.
“I love seeing them all swollen like this, and feeling them pulsing under my fingers. It’s just so sexy, knowing I'm the one doing this, me. Just me, flat chested skinny little Linda Carol. At times like this I'm the one in control, I'm the one giving them pleasure. Nobody else, just me. And at the end when I'm feeling them grow even bigger and harder, and pulsing in my hand so they are about to cum, that cum is all mine! I, Linda Isabel Carol am the cause! It’s my orgasm, it’s my cum they are spraying onto my hand and everywhere else. Nobody else but me caused that to happen.”
As she said the last I was suddenly doing some spraying of my own. With a groan I did what she loved so much and came in her hand. Or more precisely since her hand was around the base of my cock I sprayed straight up into the air, and then came back down and covered her hand.
“Hmmmm, oh yes baby, just like that. This is the special gift that I love getting when I do this. It feels so nice, knowing I made somebody feel sooooo good. This is my special gift for doing this, a nice, warm, wet shower of cum all over my hand. Knowing it’s all mine. I made it myself, and nobody else will ever share this load of cum but me. It belongs to me and me alone.”
At that point I reached up and pulled her down, silencing her with my lips as I kissed her passionately. Our tongues dueled for a few minutes before the kiss turned tender, then soft and gentle. Finally she cuddled against me, her wet and sticky hand gently massaging my now shrinking cock.
Breaking away, I looked into her eyes and said “Where did that come from? Is that actually what you think about? Why you did this so many times?”
Reaching over my shoulder she pulled open the top of my backpack and pulled out the towel I had stashed in there. And laying half on me she used it to first wipe up her hand, then gently my cock and groin. I could feel by the cooling liquid that even though it was mostly straight up, I had surely covered myself from my navel on down.
“Well, not exactly, and yes baby. You know, it really is a bit of a rush, knowing you've given your partner an orgasm. I know that whenever you give me one, you seem to be glowing afterwards almost as much as I am. Well, I think the same thing, most girls probably do. Just now when you came, I felt my own pussy clench down in pleasure, knowing that I did that. That I made you cum, and it just makes me so happy that you felt so good.”
“Wow,” I croaked. “But yea, I do get what you're saying my love. I know that whenever I make you cum, I feel 10 feet tall. It makes me happy as well, knowing I was able to give you an orgasm. Simply because I know it makes you feel good, and that makes me happy.”
“Well, same thing. I can tell that whenever you lick and suck my nipples. Surely you don't get much directly out of it, you may enjoy doing it but it gives you no actual pleasure. But you do know it gives me pleasure, so that's surely a big reason why you do it.”
By now Linda had finished cleaning us both up and was lying half on my chest again. I pulled out another pillow and put it under my head so I could look down at her easier.
“Yea, there’s a lot of truth in that. One thing I never got was the entire ‘slut’ thing. I know that if I had pleasured 20 girls like I have with you, people would consider me to be a ‘stud’. Yet at the same time, if you had pleasured 20 guys, you would be a ‘slut’.”
I carefully skipped the fact that she pretty much had already done this with around 20 guys, that did not matter to me.
“Yea, I had been with a few gals, only one did I go all the way with. And one was only a fling with a carny girl for 2 days. And each time I felt amazing, both during and afterwards. Yes, I felt great because I got to have an orgasm, but I also felt great because I helped them have orgasms as well. But of all of my encounters, it was the ones with girlfriends that I thought were the best. But then there was a one night stand that really blew my mind. More than any others.”
“Really?” asked Linda. “What was that like?”
“Well, it was this really cute little pixie that I met rollerskating. It was just a casual fling I thought, but when it was over I felt absolutely incredible. Not so much because she gave me an orgasm that made me see stars, but because I had also given her one. She even told me afterwards that it was the first one she had ever had that was not given to herself. The feeling was incredible, not only because I gave it to her, but because she told me I was the first one to give her one. And of all the guys she had been with, none of them had ever given her that special gift.”
At that all talking stopped for a little bit as she was kissing me quite thoroughly. I even felt a few tears on my face, but I knew they were happy ones. Finally, the kisses wound down to soft gentle ones. At that point I gently pulled her back, and continued as I looked into her eyes.
“And it was same girl who shocked me when she told me her age, and that I thought I would likely never see again. For as wonderful as she was, I got scared. What if I got found out and put in jail? What if I saw her again and she started screaming that I had m*****ed her? What if she was some kind of slut, and was only using me for her own pleasure and I had been just a convenient dick at the time?
“But I never did forget her. I even tried to date another girl, but no matter how large and lovely her breasts were, no matter that we shared the same interests, no matter how nice she kissed or good she felt against me, I somehow never forgot the little girl with the small perky breasts. Who’s breasts resembled 2 cones with puffy gumdrops topped with hard little nipples.
“A girl who 2 months later I ran into again. And after only 2 more dates I realized I had started to fall in love with. A girl who was just starting to fully blossom into a woman, and one I wanted to be with as she did.”
I reached out and gently caressed her cheeks as I said that, first one, then the other. I looked into her eyes and let my fingertips graze over her lips.
And I do not care if I am the first, or the forty-first guy she's been with. Right now, I am the only guy she's with, and I can only hope I will end up being the last guy she will ever be with.”
More kisses, it was getting a bit cool so I pulled out the blanket and we cuddled up together as I pulled it over us. We talked for another half hour or so until my alarm went off, and it was time for the night to end.
I walked Linda to her door and we held hands and kissed. No tongue, not real passion, it was a soft, tender, almost friendly kiss. Almost like a first kiss after an enjoyable first date. And that was how we were when Mandy opened the door, then without saying a word closed it again as we were breaking it. Linda looked into my eyes, and softly said “Thank you for tonight Pete, this honestly is probably the best date I've ever had. I'll be looking forward to seeing you again Thursday night.”
With that she smiled, gave me a last soft kiss then went into her apartment.
It was only on the way home that I realized that I had not given her that special gift that I loved to give her and now only her. But I think she was happier that I shared my soul with her instead of giving her an orgasm. Orgasms can be shared many times, but what I said can really only be shared once, then remembered forever.
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