Country Boy, City Girl Book IIChapter 10 free porn video

The next morning I offered to drive Linda to school, but she refused. “Get ready for your date with Holly, Mandy and I can walk to school. Have a great time and give her my love, I will see you tomorrow.” And with a soft kiss she walked on towards the school.

I had already packed my bags again, so got dressed in jeans and a shirt again, and called Holly. She answered on the third ring, and said she was ready. So I drove to her house and she was waiting in front and gave me a kiss after she climbed in.

“So where are we going Pete?”

“South, and that is all I am gonna tell you before we get there so don’t ask again.” She laughed, and after breakfast at Denny’s to let the traffic die down a bit from rush hour, we were on the 405 heading South. We chatted along the way, thankfully having missed the morning traffic for the most part. And soon we were pulling off the 710 into Long Beach. We pulled in downtown and parked at the mall. Then we got out and after putting on a backpack and hand in hand we started walking through the old stores nearby.

We spent about an hour, not finding anything of interest but seeing some interesting stores. Finally at about 10 we headed to Long Beach Boulevard and headed towards my goal. But right before we got there about a block away she spotted an adult bookstore. “Pete, what are those like?”

“What Holly, you have never been in one?” I was somewhat surprised. We were both 18, and we had several within walking distance of our houses.

“Nope. I never felt comfortable enough to go into one by myself. And who would I ask, Jack? ‘Jack, can you take me to a porn store?’ I could never do that.”

I chuckled and squeezed her hand, and said “That’s OK, it is what best friends are for.” And I opened the door and urged her to go inside. It was like any other I had been inside, kinda musty with an old dude at the counter. And in different sections were books, magazines, videotapes, and toys. We both chuckled at the books, and she started reading the titles.

“Spread Wide Secretaries, Ravaged Music Teacher, Young Girl Sex Club, eww! Sis Sucks Best and Hot for Horses? Like what the fuck Pete, do people actually read things like that?”

“Well, I have read a few of these books over the years. That news stand at Van Nuys does not care if you buy these under 18, so I got a few. But nothing like that, honest. But they are not very good, I have actually read better adult stories in conventional western books like Longarm and Lone Star. And I have a feeling many have been republished for years. I have one that the copyright page said 1982. But it talked about hippies and flower power, so it must date to like 1969 or 1970.”

She read a few pages of one, then laughed and put it back. “Yeah, I have read romances that are just as dirty, but better written. Here, check this out! ‘Cissy, meanwhile, lay face-down on the mattress between Jeff’s legs, her hands cradling his huge, erect cock and keeping his foreskin pulled down, her nose and tongue rubbing up and down the underside of the massive prick. Fucklube bubbled from the man’s pisshole and dribbled over Cissy’s freckled nose.’ Good god, not only holy run-on sentence, but who in the hell writes or talks that way?”

I looked at the cover, “Schoolgirl’s First Time”. “Well Holly, was your first time like that?”

She giggled and put the book back on the shelf. “Well, in the book it was in the front of a van while the guy drove. For me, it was in the band room after we did a halftime show. This was before you moved here, and I was dating a guy that played the drums. And also it was for like 30 seconds, and grossed me out. I never did it for real until after I saw you and Linda. But those terms! ‘Fucklube’? ‘man’s pisshole’? That is just gross dude.”

“Yep, which is why I have not bought one in ages. I would rather read ‘Penthouse Forum’. I think half are fake, but they all read like a letter somebody sent in to the magazine. And some are actually quite sexy and romantic, especially when written from the woman’s point of view.”

“Well, you are gonna have to let me borrow some then, best friend.”

I chuckled and gave her a hug. I lightly kissed her cheek and whispered “I will pull out all of my porn and give it to you before I go. Is not like I can take it to Japan, and I was only going to store it anyways. But if you want it, you can have it. Might be better than having my dad or Dee discover it.”

“Even your movies?” Holly said, pulling back.

“Yep, even those. Linda wanted them, but she is a minor. The last thing I need is somehow getting a charge of giving porn to a minor. But you can have them all, movies, magazines, books, all of it.”

“Even that Penthouse with Miss America in it?” She grinned at me, knowing I had already gotten offers of $25 for that one I had been lucky to grab before it sold out.

“Oh no, that one I am keeping. But here, follow me.” I took her hand and led her to the video section, going down them until I found the one I was looking for. “Here, this is the girl in the centerfold of that issue. This is one of the tapes I have, and you can have it.”

“Traci Lords, Talk Dirty To Me Part III. Is it any good?”

“Yeah, we both liked it. It’s kinda a spoof of Splash, where Traci is a mermaid and the guy she is with loves her talking dirty while they fuck. So unlike the original instead of learning English from watching TV, she learns to talk while fucking.”

“Oh yeah, that sounds hot and funny both. Pete, can she really be 18 though?”

“Why do you ask? She has been in magazines and movies for like a year now, I’m sure she is.”

“Remember our talk about boobs? Look at hers. Sharp, pointed, they are like cones and her nipples and areola really poke out the front. If I did not know better, I would say she was 15 or so.”

“Naw, I’m sure she’s been well checked. I can’t imagine them being stupid enough to use an underage girl in movies like this.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right. But she sure looks young, and that is probably why she is so popular. There must be a dozen movies here with her. Eww, ‘Sister Dearest’?”

I chuckled. “Yeah, I saw that before but never got it. Incest porn has no interest to Linda or I. But she is hot I admit, and you should like the one I do have.”

We wandered through the store, and were soon in the toy section. She was blown away by some of them, ranging from barely larger than a finger, to so big I would barely be able to wrap both hands around them. And from a few inches long to over a foot in length. “Wow, I had no idea, how could somebody use something like that!” she exclaimed, pointing to one that made my cock look like a baby.

“No idea, the one I got Linda was much more modest.”

“Yeah, she told me about that but I have not seen it. In fact I have never actually seen one before. Which did you get her?”

I smiled and looked until I found the same package I had gotten before. “There, this one,” I said, pulling it off the rack and handing it to her. “It is a latex cock, and that is a sleeve so you can pull the vibrator out of it. I even got a matching one for Mandy because she kept borrowing Linda’s. Linda has used it for me several times, and Mandy has told me she likes the one I got her.”

“Wow, you bought one for your girlfriend, and her sister?”

I grinned and said “Yep. In fact, I am about to buy another one for my best friend. I am probably the only guy in the world that has now bought three dildos. For my girlfriend, her sister, and now my best friend.”

She gave a little shriek, saying “Pete, don’t you dare!”, but I had already pulled it behind my back. We both laughed as she tried to take it from me, and I refused. Finally I broke away and headed to the counter, handing it to the guy behind it. I then reached and grabbed a bottle of lube and told him to add that also. He had a grin as I pulled out my wallet, Holly still saying I was not to buy it for her.

“Sorry babe, to late. Already bought. And I’m certainly not going to need it so it’s all yours.” He put them in a bag and a pack of batteries he said were free with all purchases and I put it in the backpack. Holly was red in the face, but I’m sure she also had a look of intrigue and interest along with some excitement as well. I took her hand in mine, and I chuckled as he wished her fun with her purchase as we walked out the door.

And I got the expected slug in the arm as we got to the street, and I hugged her to me as we walked down the block. “I can’t believe you did that, Peter Culver! What would Jack think if he ever found out!”

“Knowing Jack, he would laugh and ask to see you use it. Hell, he would probably even offer to help I bet. While nothing explicit, we both have admitted that we both enjoy watching our lovers masturbate. For both of us it was high on our list of things we enjoy, right next to our lovers being on top of us as we make love.”

“You guys talked about us like that?”

“Yes, but as I said, nothing explicit. And one thing we both agreed, we love tender sex most of the time. And we both did agree that each of us had the best lover in the world, as well as the best girlfriend.”

“Aww. Well, I have to admit I’m not happy you two talked about me and sex, but I guess I trust you when you say it was like that. Is that all you guys talked about?”

“Yeah, pretty much. We swapped a few positions, and I think he was intrigued when I described being on top of Linda with her legs on the inside and mine on the outside. I said that was one of our favorite positions.”

“OK, now I know where he got that from! That was what, six months or so ago?”

“Yep, right after I got back from boot camp. And trust me, I’m sure you had talked in a lot more detail with Linda than Jack and I ever have.”

She blushed again, and nodded. “Yeah, you are right there. We both have gone into some detail over the years. And by the way, thank you. We enjoy that position also, and now I know where he got it. It really blows my mind when he does that, and now I know why Linda always swooned over describing it.”

“Swooned? Well, I will take that as the highest compliment. Oh, here we are.”

I think Holly then swooned when she saw we were standing in front of a store called “Acres of Books”. We went inside, and I pretty much lost her for the next hour and a half as she went from isle to isle, on all three floors. We both knew this was only a short stop, otherwise we both could have spent all day there. Finally we headed to the counter with about a dozen books each, including some game books. I had lucked out and found both Runequest and Dragonquest, and she picked up a copy of the entire Thieves World novel series.

Once again she protested when I paid for all of them, but I told her she was my date and this was a day just for her. They joined the rest in my backpack, and off we went back to the mall. A block away we stopped and got some fish and chips, then got back in the truck.

Then it was the short drive to the next stop, and she was bouncing in the seat when she realized where we were going. “Oh Pete, I have not been here in years! And the dome, is that where the big plane is at?”

“Yep, I got us tickets to both of them. I’m glad you like it, I had hoped you would.”

“Oh I love it! Thank you thank you thank you thank you! You are the best friend ever!”

I parked as close to the ship as I could, and as soon as I was in park her arms were around me and she gave me a big kiss. It lasted for about a minute, with just a hint of tongue. And when we broke I’m sure we were both red, but also happy. Then hand in hand we went to the will call booth and I got my tickets.

And we spent a great time touring the ship. I had paid for the deluxe tour, which included a tour guide for us and eight others who took us to areas normally restricted from the self-guided tours. Holly was fascinated as we saw what a cabin for each class looked like. From the small cramped ones for third class, to the luxury of first class.

Finally we were done, and headed over to the Spruce Goose. And the thing was massive! We spent about an hour there, and once again got a small group tour that pointed out areas the normal tours did not see. Holly loved all of it, and we walked with our arms around each other’s waist during most of it when we were not holding hands. Finally it was all over, and we decided to go back and wander the ship a bit more.

It was around 4 and we were at the starboard side looking out over the harbor. I slid up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, my hands resting on her belly and pressing lightly against her back and bottom. Holly hummed softly and leaned her head back, resting it on my shoulder as we looked over the city. We talked softly about the day, and she told me it had been wonderful. “Pete, this is the perfect date. Thank you, my friend and love. I only wish you were not leaving so soon, or for so long.”

I kissed her neck softly, feeling her shiver against me as I did. “Holly, I’m glad you think so. You deserve this and more, all I can give you. And if you are feeling lonely, just remember this day and know it is all for you. My best friend who I deeply love.”

She pushed me back with her bottom then turned in my arms. Our heads turned to the side and we shared a long deep kiss, tongues lightly caressing as we held each other tight. We kissed for about 5 minutes, until an announcement on the PA announced that tour hours were coming to an end and everybody had to leave the ship. We broke apart and looked deep into each other’s eyes.

“OK, time for the next part,” I said, and hand in hand we left the ship. I handed her bag to her and I grabbed my suit bag and together we headed to the bathrooms nearby. Once dressed in my suit and a white shirt and tie, I waited for Holly to come out.

And wow! The black dress was nothing but a gown. It reached her ankles, and had sequins on it. It looked spectacular, as if it was the kind of thing a first class passenger would have worn in the 1930’s when the ship was new. And her makeup was spectacular, with less eye shade than she usually wore, and a deep red lipstick.

I told her she looked spectacular, and she said Linda had helped her pick it out. Ah-ha, Linda knew where we were going and helped her pick the perfect outfit. I tucked her hand in my arm and guided her to the truck where I put our bags with our regular clothes in the back. Holly walked back to the passenger door, expecting me to open it so we could drive to our next stop.

But she was surprised when I put her hand back in my arm and started to walk back to the ship. “Peter, where are we going?”

“To dinner, I have reservations for us to eat and dance on the ship.” She hugged me tight, and was almost giddy with pleasure. I handed the guy at the gate our tickets again, and he nodded and wished us a good evening. We already knew where the formal dining area and ballroom was, and were soon at our table.

The waiter asked to see my ID when I ordered a half-carafe of wine with our dinner, so I handed him my military ID card. He looked at it, smiled, and said it would not be a problem. “Pete, how did you do that? Neither of us is 21.”

“Well, that is why I handed him my military ID. It is obvious that we only want a little, and most recognize we in uniform are a bit more mature than regular 19 year old kids. I think it is that and I only ordered enough for two glasses each that let me get away with it. And it’s obvious by how we are dressed and where we are that this is a special occasion. He probably thinks we are lovers.”

Holly took my hand in hers and squeezed. “Oh Pete, we are lovers. Not in the physical sense, but in a much deeper sense. I will always love you, as my best friend, the brother of my heart, and somebody that will mean more to me than anybody else not family. I will always love you, even if not in a physical sense. And this day shows me that I occupy the same place in your heart.”

“That you do Holly, now and forever.”

The waiter returned with the wine and smiled as he poured us each a glass. He then leaned over and whispered into my ear “Only this one bottle sir, and thank you for dining with us.” I smiled and thanked him, then when he left told Holly what he had said. We both chuckled, and we talked and sipped our wine, finishing our glasses just as our dinner arrived.

I poured the last of the wine and we enjoyed the steak and fish, both marveling at how good it was. Finally we were finished, and went for another walk around the ship. Her waist and hip felt lovely under my hand, and I enjoyed caressing her as we walked. Finally we arrived at the fantail and looked out over the bay, seeing the last of the sunset. I slid behind her again, and lightly caressed her waist and hip as I pressed myself against her bottom.

Finally the sun was gone, and she again turned in my arms and we kissed again. We must have spent 15 minutes kissing and making out, tongues caressing as our hands moved over each other. I caressed her hips and waist, occasionally roaming up to her face and neck as her hands caressed my back, bottom and face. Finally we broke again, both breathing a bit harder and held each other tightly in the darkness.

Then hand in hand we went to the bathroom. And I spent a few minutes removing the lipstick that was now on my lips, as she was probably applying a new coating on hers. Only a moment after I got out she joined me, and with her hand in my arm again we headed to the ballroom. She grinned when we saw they actually had a live band playing big band music, and soon we were holding each other and dancing.

It was quickly obvious we were the youngest couple there, with the next youngest probably twice our age. There were around 30 couples also dancing, and we had a blast. Finally after about an hour we took a break, and sat at the bar sipping sodas when an older couple came up and started talking with us. They were surprised that we were there at our age, and I said I wanted to give my best friend a special evening before I left to go overseas next week.

“Well, this is the perfect place. A lot of us used this ship to go off to war, and even fewer returned. So it’s appropriate that it is being used again as another generation leaves to go overseas. But she is not your girlfriend?”

Holly giggled. “Oh no, I’m not his girlfriend, just his best friend. His girlfriend and my boyfriend are each at home, this is a special night just for us. This wonderful lunk here wanted to give me a night to remember before he goes, and that he has. How about you two?”

His wife introduced themselves as Clark and Mary, and I could tell right away she was British. The two of them explained that they had met when he was in England preparing for D-Day, and fallen in love and gotten married while he was in the hospital recovering from a minor wound he had gotten in the landing. Clark had then rejoined his unit and was in Austria when the war ended. He then had taken the ship home when the war was over. Then back to England, then returning here to the US together, once again on this very ship.

“Tomorrow is our 40th anniversary, and we felt it appropriate we spend it here. Three times this ship took me from home, then brought me back again. The last time with the love of my life. And our oldest son we believe was conceived on this very ship during my third trip home. And we were sure you were another young couple starting a similar life journey.”

“Oh, no sir, although Holly here is my best friend and I will love her forever. We did date for a bit, and although that did not work we are always going to be best friends. And I will always love her, even if not in that way. In that way we are more like siblings.”

We chatted a bit more, and after wishing each other a good evening we all returned to the dance floor. This time the music had slowed down, and it was perfect for holding each other tight. When we took another break to use the restrooms and get another drink, I was surprised when the bartender refused my money. He told us the other couple had insisted that the remainder of our tab be sent to their room, and we were to no longer be charged. I told Holly when she returned, and we looked for them but they appear to have retired for the night.

I asked for a piece of paper and pen, and we each wrote them a very heartfelt letter of thanks, and we both signed it and handed it to the bartender. He smiled and said he would have it sent to their room. Holly and I talked about how wonderful they had been, and I amazed at how much they had seen in their lives.

“You know, they have lived through the Depression, a world war, and saw airplanes going from rare things to man walking on the moon and space shuttles. She was born in an empire that spanned the planet, to now a world where her home country is little more than a few scattered outposts. I wonder what the world will be like when we are that age?”

“I know Pete. We were born as two man rockets were new, and when computers were the size of a house. Now you own two of them, and shuttles are taking men and women into space all the time. Maybe we will have men on Mars, and flying cars. And computers you wear like a watch like Dick Tracy.”

“Well, let’s get together in 2024 and see how much of that came true Holly. That is 40 years from now.”

We returned to the dance floor when we finished our drinks, and after another hour we both knew it was time to head on home. I returned to the bar and dropped a $10 in the tip jar, and arm in arm we headed back to the truck. We held hands on the return trip, talking about what a wonderful day it had been for both of us.

I had just driven back into the Valley and was approaching the Burbank Boulevard off-ramp when Holly squeezed my hand and softly asked me to pull off. I squeezed back, and did not need to ask where she wanted to go. 10 minutes later we were parked at the Japanese Garden and in the back seat. I had already removed my jacket and tie, and Holly slipped into my lap as we started kissing.

She felt delightful with her large but firm bottom resting in my lap, and our hands caressing each other as we caressed and sucked on each other’s tongues. Her breasts felt marvelous pressed against my chest, and I was enjoying caressing her bottom as she occasionally wiggled against me. Her hands were caressing my chest and running through my hair as I kept mine to her bottom and sides, only occasionally feeling a little of what we now joked of as “side boob”.

And I could tell as I caressed her thigh that she was actually wearing garters and stockings under her dress, and nothing else. It was obvious she was not wearing panties under it, and the tightness and cut of the top had obviously made her wearing a bra impossible. As I caressed her bottom I got a thrill knowing only that amazing dress was between her and my hand, and the same as I caressed the side of her breast.

It was never stated but we both understood that we were following unwritten rules here. And for an hour we just continued like this. Never going beyond what we had done while dating. Other than her opening my shirt and caressing my bare chest. This was by far the longest makeout session we had ever shared. And even though we had more intense ones, this was easily the most passionate. Lips and tongues never went below necks and collars, and hands never went beyond her bottom or my back. But by how her fingernails would lightly scratch my back as I nibbled her neck and ear I knew she was enjoying it as much as I was.

Finally my alarm went off, and we slowly eased each other down, and held each other tight as we caught our breath and cooled down. Finally we parted, and then after sharing a few soft kisses we got ourselves back together again. I buttoned my shirt and tucked it back in my slacks when we stood outside stretching after being so wonderfully cramped for so long. And with a giggle and blush she removed a pair of thin panties from her purse, and I helped steady her as she stepped into them. Then she adjusted her dress and pulled it back down.

Finally we were at my house, and I took out the backpack and arms around each other I walked Holly home. We held each other tight and kissed for a few minutes at her door, and I handed her the backpack as she went in and gently closed the door.

And with a big smile I headed on back home. And as after my date with Mandy, I had no sooner climbed into bed than I had my cock in my hand relieving the pressure that had been building up all night long. I had a strong explosion that if I had not covered the tip with a tissue would surely have splattered my face finally took over, as I relived the feeling of her bottom pressed against it.

Then cleaning myself up I went to turn off the light. As I headed to bed I glanced at the window, and saw that the light in her room was still on. I laid down and pulled up the sheet and blanket, wondering if she was trying out my gift that I had gotten her that day.

Finally it was Friday, and after driving Linda and Mandy to school I went on home. I grabbed a backpack and went into the garage, finding the inventory list I had made and quickly found the box I wanted. I went through it, removing almost half the contents and putting them into a paper shopping bag. It was full of magazines, videotapes, and a few books.

I headed over to Holly’s, and got a big hug and soft kiss when she opened the door. Her mom called out a greeting from the kitchen, and when Holly peeked inside the bag she quickly ushered me upstairs to her room. Once inside she quickly dumped the bag on her bed and started going through everything inside.

She glanced through everything as she looked through them, pausing and rifling through each magazine and book. She then went through the movies, putting them into two piles. It took only a moment to realize why she was putting them into two piles, those she had seen and those she had not. “Wow, this is quite a collection Pete. I can’t believe you are giving me your porn.”

“Well, what else am I going to do with it? You already have a TV, so before I go I will give you my VCR so you can watch the movies in privacy. And no, no protest. I will be getting another one when I get to Japan, and then I will bring it home with me so that will just be an excess one anyways. I would much rather you get some use out of it than it just sitting in storage.”

She then asked me about the movies she had not seen, and I gave her a brief about each one that I could remember. She giggled at a few, and said she looked forward to seeing them. And I also told her about some of the magazines I had, all along the lines of Penthouse and Playboy. “What, no really dirty fuck ones?”

“Naw. Too expensive, and I do not really get these to masturbate with. I actually do read them for the articles, and looking at the girls. Being with Linda, there really is no need to masturbate as much as I did before her.”

I looked around her room, and chuckled. She looked to see why and blushed deep red when she realized my gift to her was poking out from under her pillow. “Yeah, I had to test it last night after we got home. I don’t know how Linda or Mandy could use it, the damned thing is so big! I had to remove the outer part.”

I smiled and gave her a hug. “It’s OK. I did the same thing when I got home, to be honest. And at least for Linda I know she only used the inner part for a few weeks until she could use all of it together. She said it took a while to get so she could use it all. I don’t know about Mandy, but I imagine it was the same for her.”

“Well, at least she will be lucky then. I know that the first few times I had sex it was painful or uncomfortable. By the time she does she should already, ah, be used to it. I could take the entire thing inside me, but it is bigger than any guy I have been with so was not comfortable. But you are probably right, eventually it will be fine.”

“I imagine so. And it is much larger than a hairbrush, which I imagine is the largest thing she had used before then.” Holly giggled, and then quickly shoved everything into her dresser when her mom called us down for a snack.

The three of us chatted, and Holly spend most of the conversation telling her mom about our date the day before. She marveled at what we had done, saying I had planned the perfect romantic evening for her daughter. “About the only thing missing it seems was making out at the end.”

Holly grinned, and softly said “Oh, we did make out for a bit mom. And it was a perfect date in every way.”

“What, you did? What about Jack, and Linda? How could you two do that?”

I reached over and held her hand. “Ma’am, that is all we did. And in case you did not know, Holly and I have made out many times in the last year or so. But nothing sexual, think of the Archie comics. Archie makes out with Veronica, Archie makes out with Betty. Kinda like that, just kissing and nothing else. Holly and I are very close, and both Jack and Linda trust us both. They both know and understand neither of us is a threat, and it is just how close we are. And realize, someday Holly will get married, and you had better believe I will kiss her on her wedding day also. And her on mine when I marry Linda.”