A Well Lived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 3 April Showers Redux
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January 22, 1989, Chicago, Illinois
“I think you should,” Kara giggled. “She fits the bill perfectly!”
“I agree,” Elyse said. “Young, your type of figure, and sweet. I don’t think she’s innocent, but you can overlook that failing!”
I chuckled, “It’s not a failing! You know that I don’t put any particular value on virginity.”
“Except when it’s on offer to be taken!” Elyse giggled.
“Did you really not know that Jen and Josie were gone?” I asked Kara.
“Honestly, I had no idea,” Kara said. “They don’t clear their social calendar with me any more than they do with you.”
“Sounds like fate to me,” Elyse said with a smirk.
“Don’t try to play mind games with me, Elyse Clarke!”
“Because you know you’ll lose! Just as you always do!”
Both girls laughed.
“What do you have to lose?” Kara asked.
“My sanity if I spend any more time with the two of you!” I chuckled.
“Too late, Snuggle Bear. That was gone years ago! The proof was on August 23, 1985!”
“The day I asked you and Jess to marry me?”
“If that doesn’t prove you’ve completely lost your mind, nothing will!”
“OK! OK! I’ll go see her at 8:15pm. But I’m not promising that I’ll DO anything. Now, let me finish making dinner!”
After we ate and did the dishes, I spent some time with Kara, Elyse, Birgit, and Matthew. I took a quick shower, and at 8:15pm, to smirks from Kara and Elyse, I went out the back door, crossed the yard and went to the coach house. I found her sitting in the living room with the TV tuned to VH-1. The Super Bowl had ended just before I’d left the main house, with the Bengals losing to the 49ers 20-16, due in large part, in my opinion, to a serious injury to Tim Krumrie.
“Hi!” April said. “I see you aren’t a coward!”
“Hi,” I responded.
I sat on the loveseat because April was on the couch.
“How can a guy like you be such a coward?” she asked with a big smile.
“A guy like me? And why do you keep calling me a coward?”
“According to Josie, you have more experience than any guy she knows, are the best guy she’s ever had, and are VERY adventurous. And equally important, you have enough freedom to have some fun.”
“Josie talks too much,” I said.
“So it IS true,” April smiled.
“I’m curious as to exactly how you ended up in a conversation that got you that information.”
“I was complaining to Josie at work about how useless the boys I’d dated were, and how they were about as clueless as they could possibly be when it came to female anatomy. She suggested I try girls, but that doesn’t appeal to me!”
I chuckled, “Being bi does give her a very different perspective.”
“I’m sure it does, but no thanks. Anyway, I asked about how Jennifer got pregnant given their situation and she told me about you and Jennifer, and your history. She made an off-handed reference to your abilities. So I asked a direct question, and she told me you ate pussy better than any guy she knew.”
“As I said, she talks WAY too much.”
“I notice you aren’t denying it,” she smirked.
“Is this leading somewhere in particular?” I asked a bit testily, because I was feeling as if I was interviewing for a house stud position!
“Jesus, Steve! Relax! I thought you were fun and a nice guy! I guess maybe I was wrong.”
She was right. I was being a jerk. I needed to fix that and start over.
“Sorry,” I said. “Wait here.”
I got up and walked back outside, closing the door behind me. I took a couple of deep breaths, then turned around and knocked on the door. I opened it and went inside.
“Hi, April!” I said happily.
“Hi!” April replied, playing along. “I see you aren’t a coward!”
“No, of course not! What can I do for you?”
“According to Josie, you have more experience than any guy she knows, are the best guy she’s ever had, and are VERY adventurous. And equally important, you have enough freedom to have some fun.”
“All true,” I chuckled. “You said you like challenges. So do I!”
“Good! I have a challenge for you. Want to hear it?”
I smiled and this time I walked over to the couch, not the loveseat, and sat a few inches away from April.
“It better be a good one,” I grinned.
“No guy has ever been able to get me there. Ever!”
“A totally smoking-hot girl like you?”
“Yes, a totally smoking-hot girl like me!”
“Oral? Fingers? Intercourse?”
“No. No. Never tried.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“If a guy couldn’t get me off with his fingers or tongue, why would I let him fuck me?”
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
She laughed, “Wait! I’m not a virgin, but only one guy ever got in there. It was when I was fifteen and it lasted about 20 seconds and it totally sucked. He didn’t even try to get me there. I resolved to never let anyone else in there unless they could get me off with their fingers or mouth first. It’s only fair!”
“Now I have to ask you a question. Did you just leave them high and dry?”
“If he can’t get me there, why should I get HIM there?”
“That’s pretty damned cruel!” I observed.
“How do you figure? Because you’re a guy? And guys ALWAYS deserve to get off?”
“Well, when you put it that way...” I chuckled.
“So, do you accept the challenge?”
“Spell it out, hot girl!”
“It’s a two-part challenge. Your first challenge is to get into one of the hottest, tightest pussies you’ve ever had!” she smirked. “Your second challenge is to bring me off that way, too.”
“The reward for the first one is obvious,” I smirked. “What’s the reward for completing the second one?”
“That’s where my challenge comes in. To give you my other two cherries!” she giggled. “I’m as adventurous as you are!”
“You’ve never, ever given a blowjob?” I asked, surprised.
“Why should I? Seriously, if the guy can’t get me off, there’s NO WAY he deserves my mouth around his dick! And he sure as heck doesn’t deserve to have me swallow his cum!”
“A very interesting perspective.”
“Josie said to tell you that I was tested and I’m clean. And that I’m on the Pill.”
“Good to know,” I chuckled.
“Well?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.
There was no question that she fit within the rules that Elyse and Kara had given me, and because I’d included Elyse in the conversation, I’d kept that promise as well. April also fit the type of girl I was attracted to - cute, athletic, small breasts, and long hair. And unlike her previous guys, I had an outlet for any frustration that might occur if she really couldn’t have an orgasm.
Back in High School, Beth Pater had always had difficulty having an orgasm from intercourse. I wondered if that were still true, but I didn’t think I could ask her that question at a Board meeting! I’d also had trouble getting Kellie Linden there, but I suspected that had more to do with the fact that she had only been interested in learning the mechanics. She’d changed her mind later, but by then I was completely uninterested in her.
“I’m game. I’ll need to go back to the house to get some rubbers, tough.”
She shook her head, “I’m on the Pill. No rubbers required. Or allowed! I want to FEEL you if it gets to that point.”
I wanted April. But there was Jessica’s rule to think about. Of course, I’d broken it quite a few times since she’d left me. At this point, what was once more? In fact, my mind immediately went to the fact that this might be the LAST time I could do it without a rubber. Memories of Erin Jackson and Michelle Parker flowed into my mind. Regrettably, I’d had to use a rubber with Erin, but Michelle had been on the Pill. And the memory of the feel of that extremely tight pussy on my dick from eleven years ago was enough to convince me.
“If? IF?” I chuckled.
“Are you done talking?” she asked, tilting her head.
“I think I can find a better use for my mouth,” I grinned. “Are you sure Jesse is asleep?”
“Soundly. I made sure to wear him out after dinner!”
I scooted closer to April on the couch and put my arm around her, and pulled her gently across my lap. She twisted so that she was facing me and we touched our lips together. That first contact was barely a graze, but it quickly turned in to a searing, desperate, almost violent French kiss. April clearly needed release, and I was going to do my damnedest to provide it. I slid my hand up to cup her small breast through the thin material of her t-shirt, and discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra. April moaned softly and rotated her body to press her breast harder into my palm.
I moved my hand slightly and used my thumb and forefinger to gently tweak April’s small, hard nipple. She moaned again and put her hand on my neck, pulling our lips tighter together as she pressed her tongue deeply into my mouth. After a bit of jousting, she retreated and my tongue followed hers back into her mouth as I tweaked her nipple harder and harder. April broke the kiss and gasped for air.
“You’re making me so hot!” she gasped.
I didn’t respond verbally, I just lowered my mouth to hers and we resumed the fierce kiss. I slid my hand away from April’s breast to her waist, and gently tugged her t-shirt from her jeans, and then slipped my hand underneath. I quickly found the small, fleshy mound with the nipple I’d been toying with and covered it with my palm. I enjoyed the feel of her soft skin and the hard nipple against my palm.
But that wasn’t what I really wanted. I slid my hand back down and tugged lightly on the t-shirt. April broke the kiss and sat up, raising her arms over her head to allow me to remove her top. With her beautiful breasts exposed, there was only one thing to do. I leaned her back a bit, lowered my head, and quickly latched onto her nipple, sucking and licking with gusto. My hand, no longer occupied, found her stomach and inched slowly towards her jeans.
“Yes,” she whispered.
I needed no further invitation! I slipped my fingers into her jeans, then under the waistband of her cotton panties. My fingers discovered soft pubic hair and April spread her legs slightly. Even before I reached my goal, radiated heat warmed my fingers. The heat grew more intense as I ran my middle finger across the top of her labia, and I slid my finger completely between her legs.
Super-heated juices coated my finger as I moved it slowly up and down along her labia. After a few strokes, I pressed the tip of my finger between her lips and squeezed my hand to put pressure on her clit. April raised her hips a bit and moaned softly as I sucked on her nipple and rubbed her clit. I was making her feel good, but that wasn’t enough to get me where I desperately wanted to be.
I pushed my finger into her tight folds and wiggled it a bit, receiving another moan in return. I began to wonder how this girl could never have been brought to orgasm. She was responding and I was sure that the right attention from my fingers, or soon, my tongue, would easily bring her over the edge. Just thinking about pushing my tongue into her made me salivate and become rock hard.
I released April’s breast from my mouth and slowly withdrew my finger from her dripping pussy. I shifted her to the couch and moved both hands to the button of her jeans. I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them, then knelt on the floor in front of her. I slipped my hands behind April and she lifted her butt from the couch, allowing me to pull off both her jeans and panties. I stopped to take in the gorgeous view before me.
Black hair, framing her face and cascading over her shoulders; sparkling eyes with deep brown irises; a small button nose and small, full lips with just a hint of pink lipstick; small round breasts topped by red, eraser-sized nipples; a flat stomach with a small round belly button situated above a perfect triangle of soft black pubic hair; plump, pink labia glistening with juices; long legs that seemed to go on forever.
“Smoking hot,” I whispered.
April smiled as I pulled her butt closer to the edge of the couch, gently spread her legs, and lowered my mouth to her pussy. The smell was overwhelming, the flavor intoxicating. I had no idea how a guy could get this far and not bring her off. She had a pussy that I could eat for hours if necessary. I didn’t think I’d need to, but I was sure going to take as long as necessary!
I slowly and carefully explored her tight, hot tunnel with my tongue. I could imagine what it would feel like to plunge into those depths, but I didn’t have permission to do that yet. I glanced up and saw April smiling and watching me pleasure her. I returned my focus to her pussy and moved my mouth so that I could suck and lick her clit. I explored and discovered what had to be the source of her problem! She had a very small clitoris and it was covered by plump folds in a way I’d never encountered before.
I lifted my head and looked up at April, “Have you ever had an orgasm at all?”
She bit her lower lip and shook her head. That didn’t really surprise me given what I’d found. She’d probably have needed to rub herself raw to finger herself to orgasm, and I guessed she didn’t own a vibrator which might have made it easier. April was, in my mind, the opposite of how Elyse had been as a teenager. Elyse had been so sensitive that contact was so pleasurable it approached painful.
I lowered my face to April’s pussy and resumed my ministrations. I continued probing in and out of her, occasionally running my tongue over the flesh that guarded her clit, wondering how I could achieve my goal. This was a totally new experience for me, so I wasn’t sure. I decided to explore further, and see if I could find a way to expose her. I lifted my face and moved my hands so that I could spread her open with my fingers. After a bit of experimentation I found a way to move the covering just enough to expose the tip and run my tongue over it.
April jumped and squeaked. “There!” she gasped.
As I continued to run the tip of my tongue over her clit, a bit more of it became exposed as it filled with blood and I was able to gently suck on it.
“Ungh!” April groaned.
It had been more than ten minutes and I could feel the tension building in my jaw, but I wasn’t about to stop. I was so close to getting what I wanted that nothing short of death was going to stop me from achieving my goal! I kept going and could tell that I had her close, but it wasn’t quite getting her there. I needed something more, so I held her open with one hand and slid my finger along her labia to coat it with her juices, then gently pushed it into her.
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Edited by Angel Love. Thanks as always Consider: In most major events, it is the little things that can make or break them. In 1986, the Challenger space shuttle was lost due to a cheap O ring that probably cost less than a few dollars. Because of that, seven lives and hundreds of millions of dollars were lost. Consider: It is often mentioned that a blood clot, sometimes so small that it takes a microscope to see it, can kill someone. Blood flow to a critical part of the brain is blocked and...
I had lots of fantasies about her little friend April Who’s tiny little body was heaven sent, her long very blonde hair almost white with her peaches complexion and bright blue eyes always excited me and I normally ended up sniffing Nicola’s panties and masturbating as a result of her just being around. I knocked on the door and my sister Julie answered and greeted me as usual. I smirked to myself as I reminisced about the time when I cam back from a rave still high and managed to finger...
April has accepted her sexuality, she has a boyfriend, but that’s just for appearance. She knows she likes pussy, and she can’t deny it. She doesn’t have sex with her boyfriend; she tells him she wants to wait until marriage, in truth she doesn’t want to have sex with him at all. About once a week she posts an ad on craigslist and fulfils her lesbian needs that way. During one such encounter the girl she was with dominated her and she found she liked giving up all control to another girl....
Chapter 1My story begins when my fam ily visited my aunt and uncle’s house over the summer. I was going into my senior year of high school and it was time for our fam ily’s annual visit to my Aunt April’s house. She was my mom’s s*s ter and they had always been very close always making sure to keep in touch and visit. It would most likely be my last fam trip for awhile since I was going off to college the following year. I didn’t mind going at all, we usually had a good visit and I always...
April watched as her teacher walked away to work on Paul, she smiled at the two younger children who were standing by the desk. "It's alright I won't hit you." She said indicating the way her arms were bound behind her back. "But he tied you up, aren't you scared?" Tanya asked looking back to where Mr. Wilson was talking to Paul, who was also naked as were all of the class. "No, I know that Mr. Wilson wouldn't let anything bad happen to me, and I'm sure you don't want to hurt me,...
That makes sense. If you are on duty and need to pee, you must do something. We soon reached out to the carrier for them to direct us in. I knew how to land on the ship, but that didn’t mean I had a clue how they would guide me in. Movies always made this big deal about calling the ball and similar things. I followed their instructions to line up the glide path and then flew right in. My tail hook hit the first arrestor line, and they didn’t need the nets they had up if I screwed up the...
My name is August Fahey and two years ago I started secretly dating my best friends 16 year old sister April Hunter. When I left for college we continued seeing each other long distance. To keep up appearances we'd go out on dates with other people but remain faithful to one another. I'd go home on Holidays and we'd sneak away together and elevate our pent up sexual frustration in (as the k**s say) marathon fuck sessions. Time passed and we grew even closer. When April graduated Highschool she...
April and June Let me introduce myself, my name is Clifford, but you can call me Cliff. I'm just your average guy, single, work for a living, have a one bedroom apartment, and a cat. For most of my 38 years, I've been single. I love women, but have a pattern of becoming fast friends with them and when I want more, they don't. It is always the same, "I wouldn't want to do anything to ruin our friendship." Trouble is, the longer we stay friends, the more I feel for her, the...
The school year was winding down and one day I had planned to spend the night watching TV when my Friend Brad phoned. You see the whole year he had been persuing her and all the while she would shoot him down. Then out of the blue she agrees. "That great Brad, but why call me?" I asked. "My Folks are away on their second honeymoon and I was tasked with watching April tonight." I could already tell where Brad was heading. "No!" I said very sternly. "Come on dude, it'll only be for a few hours."...
Continued form chapter four Well I'm here now and I want some of his hot sausage meat inside me too. She takes her glasses off & cheerleader outfit placing the on my night stand. She leaves her pigtails in place then joins us in my bed I'm ready now . She begins sucking sues breasts . I can't wait till they start giving milk . Do you think I could try some when it's ready?, why of course you can thank you . The only real pure breast milk I ever had was moms when I was a...
It was late March and I was reading the newspaper and I found some interesting information from Wikipedia about April Fools’ Day I thought I’d share it before telling my story. April Fools’ Day is celebrated every year on the first day of April. Popular since the 19th century, the day is not a national holiday in any country, but it is well known in Canada, Europe, Australia, Brazil and the United States, and it is celebrated as a day when people play practical jokes and hoaxes on each other....
Chapter 5Consumed with fear and anxiety, I quickly stepped out the bathroom into the hall. Closing the door behind me, I hoped Nicole wouldn’t notice her mother. How long had she been there? Why didn’t she say anything? Would she tell my mom? Questions raced around in my head with no answers. Aunt April stood up off my bed folding her towel across her waist. I was motionless when I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the living room. Uncle Dan stumbled into the hall. “Mikey my man! Whatcha...
It was late March and I was reading the newspaper and I found some interesting information from Wikipedia about April Fools' Day I thought I'd share it before telling my story. April Fools' Day is celebrated every year on the first day of April. Popular since the 19th century, the day is not a national holiday in any country, but it is well known in Canada, Europe, Australia, Brazil and the United States, and it is celebrated as a day when people play practical jokes and hoaxes on each...
They walked along the beach, two of them -- one white-blonde while the other's hair was the colour of a raven's wing. Using the old pervs' trick, which was simply pretending not to look, I tracked them as they approached. The ruse probably had nobody fooled, but I couldn't help ogling.The pair drew level with my position and then passed by, the East Vietnam Sea swelling benignly just beyond them. I ignored the blue water and Cham Island in the distance because the view was much better close-in,...
Chapter 1My story begins when my fam ily visited my aunt and uncle’s house over the summer. I was going into my senior year of high school and it was time for our fam ily’s annual visit to my Aunt April’s house. She was my mom’s s*s ter and they had always been very close always making sure to keep in touch and visit. It would most likely be my last fam trip for awhile since I was going off to college the following year. I didn’t mind going at all, we usually had a good visit and I always...
April My Shemale LoveIt seems that I dream of April quite often. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. April lives in my building, next door to me. She is incredible. Her face is gorgeous. Her brown eyes are striking. She sometimes wears her long brown hair in a ponytail. I love the way it sways from side to side as she walks by. I love watching her walk. Her body is amazing. You should see her breasts. She has a full bosom. And they bounce when she walks. I love to see her wear...
On the seventh day, Marshal Sean arrived to inform them that they were all due in court the next day for the hearing on the girls’ old Master. Jacob, Jason and both girls were required to be there. That night Jason required considerable time to calm the girls down as they still feared their old Master. The next day in court the charges were read aloud by the Royal Judge. “Master Daren, you are accused of punishing by whipping two underage slave girls without a hearing on at least four...
When Dennis came back to his apartment from his college job, April and Lorraine were both out shopping. This didn't surprise him, of course. What DID stun him was the fact that Jake greeted him in the buff. That sight jolted him back to the memory that he heard his roommate admit to being bisexual yesterday. "Jake, I know that you swing both ways, but I'm straight! Not that I mind you sucking my cock, but meeting me at the door in the nude is a bit MUCH, don't you think? I mean, I doubt that...
Group SexThank you to hkf999 for a fine editing job! * Prologue – April and Kimber On the very first day of high school, two girls met and it was as if they’d known each other forever. April, the beautiful, popular girl with long blond hair and the promise of a nice figure, the girl with the big, bright blue eyes, who spoke incessantly of her horses and weekends at the stables. April’s family was very wealthy, very, very wealthy. Her new best friend, Kimber, was also beautiful and popular, with long...
It was a rainy night in Manhattan. The Foot was the world's largest corporation, run by a Japanese businessman called Oroko Saki. He was also known as Shredder, who dressed as a ninja warlord was responsible for many illegal activities like arms smuggling, drugs, and prostitution. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles had been killed a long time ago and only the reporter, April O'Neil, still remained. She had filmed it all but his men infiltrated her apartment and kidnapped her and brought her and...
‘Now tell Me all about your day pet. What did you do today? Were you a good girl?’ I asked My girl, April, as I looked her up and down, intently letting my gaze roam all over her body. She was naked, as always, except today I allowed her to wear her panties. I had a special reason for it this night. Earlier that day, she had worn her little black dress, which she knew to be one of My favorites. It was a tight knit halter-top number with the whole back open to just above her ass and in the...
May 15, 1992, Glencoe, Illinois “Join me in my study, if you would,” Noel Spurgeon said when we finished our dessert. It had been an interesting evening. Samantha and I had talked for a bit before we’d been summoned to dinner. The meal had been prepared by a chef and was served by a white-coated young man. Again, this was a far cry from Lois at the van Hoeks’ house. What wasn’t a far cry was the fact that I was having dinner with a man who knew I was going to be sleeping with his daughter...