Learning On A Lazy Saturday
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The LibrarianChapter 16: A Lazy Saturday free porn video
It was raining cats and dogs Saturday morning. Jake's first thought was to snuggle against the warm ass pressed into his belly, but that action was soon overridden by a background sensory input that was building in urgency. "I need to pee," He told his bedmate when he felt her reach for his morning erection.
Lesa started laughing. "The honeymoon must be over. That's not a very romantic 'good morning' theme. 'I need to pee' puts the brakes on a morning blowjob."
Jake was already out of the bed. "I'm sorry. Good morning lover!" He leaned down and gave Lesa a nice 'good morning' kiss. "May I have you for breakfast when I get back from the bathroom?"
"And the romantic images just keep rolling." Lesa was clearly in a playful mood, despite the rain. "All this laughing has me needing to pee. Hurry up in there!"
Lesa rolled out of bed, avoiding the nasty side. Jake was standing in front of the toilet sending a pale yellow waterfall into the bowl when she stepped through the door. Lesa leaned against the doorjamb to wait for her turn at the porcelain fixture. "It amazes me that some guys can have trouble hitting the right hole from less than an inch away, and yet all of you can send a stream into the toilet with pinpoint accuracy from two feet away."
"Don't get me started laughing," Jake warned. "Otherwise we'll be cleaning pee from the floor, walls, and perhaps even the ceiling."
Lesa sighed loudly. "Am I going to have to get you some trashy romantic novels to teach you some seductive concepts?"
Jake looked at the naked woman standing in the bathroom with him. He was actually comfortable with her watching him take a piss! His world had certainly changed since Wednesday.
He flushed after shaking the last few drops out of his dick. He backed off and gestured toward the toilet with his hands as he said, "Your turn, my dear. Think you can go while I watch?" Jake quickly lowered the seat for her when he realized he had left it up.
"You want to watch while I pee? Kinky!" Lesa commented as she walked across the room and sat down. When she was done she patted herself dry with a small wad of toilet paper and asked, "Should I shave down here?"
"Let's see. Sit up here on the counter and let's have a look." Jake suggested.
Jake knelt on a towel and squatted down until his face was even with Lesa's fur. He ran his hands up the smooth skin of her inner thighs and brushed the fringes of her sex with the index finger of each hand. Lesa shivered, but otherwise remained still. "Very nice," Jake observed. "I love the way you react to a light touch along the labia. There's a little stubble up here on your tummy." Jake licked and kissed the upper juncture of her thighs and abdomen in the little pocket created by the tendon that closes the legs. "I would hate for the more tender parts down here to be as scratchy as this." He had moved his mouth over her clit and the slit right below it. Lesa moaned and quivered as Jake snaked his tongue into the breach created by the inner lips swelling and protruding past the short hair covering her sex.
Jake used his tongue to spread the lubricant oozing out of her vagina from the perineum to the clitoral hood. "The hair here makes it hard to seal my lips for good suction," Jake commented as he smoothed hair away from the top of her slit and applied light suction to the prominent bundle of nerves that lay beneath. Jake wet his middle finger by sliding in along the channel between her clitoris and vagina; then slid it into the opening.
Lesa grabbed Jake by the hair and began thrashing in orgasm shortly after he started massaging her G-spot with the tip of his finger as he sucked on her clit and lightly abused it with his tongue. When she got her breath she begged, "Let's go back to bed."
"I can't wait that long," Jake replied as he stood and replaced his finger with the crown of his tool. He moaned and sighed as he sank his rigid shaft into the welcoming tunnel. Lesa latched onto him with both arms and both legs as he started stroking his length into her depths.
"Oh God, Oh, Yeah," became a duet as the two closed their eyes and focused their entire being on the juncture of their bodies.
With strength of will, Lesa forced her hands from Jake's shoulders to the sides of his head. "Look at me, Jake. Stay with me." She begged. Jake relaxed his eyelids and fell into the blue-green pools facing him. It was no longer just animal lust. Their souls merged in that moment, and they were transported to another universe.
Only the grip Lesa maintained on Jake with her limbs kept him from falling to the floor when most of his consciousness sprayed out through tip of his dick along with his semen. His legs remained rubbery as he kissed and caressed his sexual mentor. "I love you, Lesa." Jake mumbled before getting his breathing back to normal.
"I know. I'm your first, and you're infatuated with me. It'll pass." Lesa replied.
His legs were still shaky, but Jake managed to stand. "No. Well, yes you're the first and the best, but not the only woman I've had sex with this week. Look at me. My dick is limp. No blood is being diverted down there to incapacitate my brain. I love you. I'll continue to love you if I never get to stick my dick into you again. I'm certain that this isn't a passing infatuation."
"You're too young to understand love, Jake. I have strong feelings for you, too; feelings that are more that just lust for your wonderful body. I've known love. I've shared love with another. What I feel for you is similar, but the difference in our ages makes it impossible to fully understand one another."
"Bullshit," Jake spat. "It's only when we're around others, or you're thinking of others that you allow age to become a barrier. When we're truly alone, when it's just the two of us, there's no difference, no barrier. If you let go of what other people might think, like you let go when we fuck, then we can fully understand each other as mates; not just sexual partners."
Jake backed away from Lesa. He dropped his head and turned to start the shower. Before he stepped into it, Lesa stepped up behind him, slid her hands under his arms and around his chest, and pulled her naked torso tightly against his back. "You're right, Jake," she whispered into his ear. "I've been denying my feelings for you. I've been telling myself that you're no more than the means to an end. I didn't want to let myself become emotionally involved, but I AM emotionally involved. I wanted to be a toy that held your interest long enough for my children to be safe. I was sure that I would be pushed aside once that end was achieved. Now, I dare hope for something more; something for me, for us."
Jake swung an arm over Lesa's head so he could turn to face her. "I know I don't have the experience you have for a reference base, and I accept that this could be nothing more than puppy love, but it really feels like there's more between us that just sex and common goals." They shared a kiss and just held each other while the room filled with steam.
Wiping tears from her eyes, Lesa looked at Jake, "Okay, back to the mundane. Do I shave this off or not?" She asked as she thrust her pelvis forward and stroked her furry crotch with both hands.
"Not, I think. Maybe trim it a bit. It fascinates me the way it looks brown sometimes, orange another, and even a bit yellow in really bright light. The hair on your head has the same problem of making up its mind between lighter shades of brown, orange and yellow. Even your eyes are a mystery: blue at the outer edge, green around the pupil, and a jagged band of yellow separating the two that shifts from blue to yellow to green as though it can't decide." Jake observed.
"Well, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind. I rarely change my mind about anything; so, maybe my hair and my eyes express my fickle feminine mystique instead." Lesa replied laughingly.
They didn't spend a great deal of time washing each other. Most of their sexual energy had been drained. They did engage in some horseplay has they toweled each other off, though.
Before leaving the bedroom Lesa asked Jake, "Try this robe on. I don't mind us being naked even around the kids, but it seems that anyone can show up at any time. We just about embarrassed poor Consuela to death yesterday morning. Are you ready for some breakfast?"
They found Sarita, Franklin, and Samantha in the kitchen eating cereal with sliced bananas. Franklin and Samantha said a cheery "Good Morning", but Sarita mumbled a grudging one. Jake and Lesa shared a concerned look. Lesa looked at Jake and nodded in Sarita's direction, asking him with her eyes to find out what was troubling her, as though she didn't know.
Jake sat down next to the thirteen-year-old and bumped into her. When she didn't respond, he bumped her again. This time she turned to glare at him with her chin stuck out. He recoiled as though he had been struck. "Help," he shouted, "something has turned Sarita into a milk-mouthed monster!" Naturally she hit him on the arm in retaliation, but she did grin.
Jake asked Sarita. "Listen, I have to go to the dorms and bring Toby, Leslie, and Sara back here for diner tonight, maybe even lunch as well. Would you like to ride along with me?"
"Is your car big enough for five?" Sarita asked.
Jake admitted to the inadequacies of his car. "Not really, you might have to sit in Toby's lap, or he can drive so you can sit in my lap." Her eyes lit up when he mentioned sitting in his lap. When he added, "However, you'll have to wear jeans, or at least panties under a skirt." She hit him again, harder this time. "Ouch, you're such a brute!" He faked being injured by the blow.
Both Jake and Lesa knew that the situation between Sarita and him had not been resolved, only postponed. "Is cereal okay with you, Jake? It's getting late, and we can have an early lunch." Lesa asked.
"Cereal is fine. May I have corn flakes with sliced banana like my man Franklin here has, and maybe some OJ?" Jake responded.
"You bet. Would you drink some coffee if I made a pot?" Lesa asked.
"No more than a cup," Jake replied.
"What're you going to wear today, Mom?" Sarita asked as she was rinsing out her bowl.
"I don't know, maybe a pair of culottes and a long-sleeved blouse. It's a bit cool today." Lesa mused.
Sarita wrinkled her nose, and Jake stepped in, "Don't you have anything more casual, like jeans and a sweatshirt, or a miniskirt and halter?"
"Yeah, Mom," Sarita enthused, "How about those old hot-pants of yours and the blue bandana halter."
"God no, I can't believe you remember seeing me in that!" Lesa demurred.
"A halter sounds good to me. Your boobies were custom made for complimenting a halter." Jake added.
"A halter may make my tits look good, but not my tummy. Being naked is one thing, but exposing these ugly stretch marks is another thing entirely." Lesa complained.
"Sounds to me like you, Sara Jay and Leslie need to go clothes shopping with your mom this morning." Jake said to Sarita. "We need to get hustling."
"Yeah," Sarita enthused. "Let's go, slowpoke."
Before they got up the stairway, the front door bell chimed. Lesa looked through the curtains; then pulled the door open to admit Sara, Leslie and Susan.
Sara Jay spoke for the three, "Sorry to just show up so early. Susan has been bugging us for details and offered to bring us over to your house in her car. Good morning Sarita. Hi Jake, you look pleased with yourself this morning."
Lesa assured her, "It's fine Sara. All of you are welcome anytime. Please, come on in."
Susan eyed Jake and Lesa's robes. It was clear to her that Jake had spent the night.
Leslie chimed in, "Susan was telling us about how Jake was hitting on her yesterday. Geez, you'd think the boy wasn't getting any at all! He felt her up and propositioned her right there on the library's front steps."
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