Unknown - The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

I pulled up from his shaft, until just the head was resting on my tongue, then proceeded to jerk him off into my mouth.

In less than ten strokes he shot an enormous amount of semen into my mouth. As it poured from his lance I stared into his eyes and moaned. I was able to swallow most of it, but a small amount leaked from the side of my mouth and over my chin.

The taste, the feel, the smell it was all so perfectly wonderful!

"I've missed that," I whispered to him with a smile.

Ted was a bit surprised by my straightforward approach, but I explained to him that I simply couldn't wait any longer to feel his cock in my mouth. That seemed to please him immensely, and he showed me a huge grin as I adjusted my suit and wiped his semen from my face.

We walked back to the pool as if nothing had happened, but I knew that both Jeannie and Al knew we'd been up to something.

I gave Jeannie a sly grin and settled back down into my lounger. When I noticed Al looking at me, I put my arms over my head, and placed a foot on either side of the chair while stretching like a cat. His lust lidded eyes told me I was having the effect on him that I desired.

I could smell Ted's come on my lips and I felt so sexy! I couldn't wait until tonight!

After the boy's left, around five o'clock, Jeannie and I went up to my room to relax for a bit, and decide what we were going to wear on our date.

I knew it had to be sexy, but I also knew that tonight was going to be different.

Tonight, I knew, my boyfriend was going to fuck his hot hard cock into my virgin pussy. I'd absolutely loved the feel of Al's cock in my asshole Friday night but also knew inside me that Ted's cock in my cunt was going to be ten times better. I began to sweat as I thought about it.

The thought made me feel like a star. And made me feel fantastically horny. I would have to pick something especially sexy for my "show".

Jeannie was lying back on my bed as I rummaged through my closets and drawers for the perfect outfit. She'd dumped the heels, but still had the red bikini on, and still looked magnificent.

Her eyes were half-lidded and her legs opened and closed in a lazy rhythm as she followed my movements around the room.

"That would look great on you, Trace," she said as I held a diaphanous almost see-through blouse up to myself in the mirror.

"Yeah sure," I replied. "Except Jack wouldn't let me out of the house with this on."

"That's true, but not for the reasons you're thinking!" Jeannie laughed. "I saw the look in his eye this morning. I think he'd love to see you wear that. Just not out of the house!"

"Hmmm," I mumbled, thinking back on our "good-bye" this morning.

Regaining my self-control though, I turned the conversation back to this evening.

"Anyway, I couldn't wear this cause I was going to dump my bra tonight. It would be a bit too obvious."

"But very sexy," Jeannie breathed. "Al would probably drive into a tree or something. You're right too obvious! How about your leather dress I love the way you look in this."

Jeannie got up, and moved to my closet as she spoke, coming back out, holding up a black leather dress with silver buttons all the way up the front.

My father had given it to me about six months ago, when he got back from a business trip to Spain. The leather was amazingly soft and supple and so thin that I felt almost naked when I was wearing it.

The top was loose and full, but the bottom was snug, tightly forming around my ass and hips and ending just about mid-thigh.

I'd never worn the thing because the thinness of the leather allowed my underwear lines to show through.

Tonight, though, that was not going to be a problem. It was perfect!

"You are amazing, girl!" I yelled at Jeannie. "That is exactly the dress I need for tonight!" I hugged her and took the dress, holding it up as I stood in front of the mirror.

"Perfect," Jeannie agreed, standing close behind me. "Now why don't you pick out something for me while I jump into the shower. They'll be here in about half an hour!"

I moved behind Jeannie and helped her untie the top of her suit. Looking over her shoulder, into the mirror, I was rewarded with the sight of her tits spilling out of there too small prison.

I sighed as she brought her hands up to caress them. Not being able to hold myself back, I leaned into her and brought my own hands up to cover hers.

"Why, Tracy Thompson!" Jeannie whispered in mock horror. "What ARE you doing?" Her actions contradicted her words though as she moved her hands out and away, allowing me direct contact with her tits.

We both moaned as I squeezed and massaged them. We were both staring into the mirror. Jeannie's newly freed hands made there way to the sides of her bikini bottom and deftly pulled both strings outward.

I fondled her firm tits, rolling her hardening nipples between finger and thumb as she spread her legs slightly and let her suit drop to the floor.

We were panting heavily now, basking in a warm sexual glow that was rapidly becoming a flame. My eyes followed her hands in the mirror. She brought them back to her crotch and cupped her pussy mound with her right hand. Jeannie's legs bent slightly and I saw her slip one finger into her wet opening. Her eyes closed as her finger sank out of sight and then re-appeared, over and over, picking up speed.

"God, Jeannie. If I had a cock I'd fuck you right here and now!" I panted into her ear.

"Honey, if you had a cock, I'd let you!" she replied with a giggle.

I jumped when I felt her other hand reach behind her and cup my pussy through my suit. Then I relaxed and moved into her touch, allowing her hand to feel my own wetness, even through the cotton.

Jeannie's eyes opened and looked into mine as I released one of her tits and brought my hand down to undo my suit bottom. I pulled the bikini out of the way and then covered her hand with mine, as I'd done earlier.

My knees were starting to weaken and shake as I urged her finger into my cunt. My eyes were fixed on her other hand which was now fucking a finger swiftly in and out of her pussy.

As her finger slid all the way into my channel, I followed it with one of my own, so I had two fingers fucking me! I could feel my orgasm begin to wash over me.

Our legs gave out, and we sank in slow motion to the carpet, neither of us missing a beat as we masturbated ourselves into sexual heaven in front of the mirror.

I dropped my hand from her breast, and joined her pumping digit at her crotch, fucking mine alongside hers so we were finger fucking ourselves and each other at the same time! The feeling was indescribable!

I could feel her coming on my finger as I released myself to my own orgasm. We came as one, lying on the floor of my closet, the sweat streaming out of our pores and the come pouring into our hands.

"Damn, that was good," Jeannie rubbed my clit gently, knowing how sensitive it was. "You took advantage of me, girl."

"Yeah? Well then what's this?" I replied. Pulling her juice covered hand from between my legs. I licked her hand from palm to fingertip, and then returned it to it's warm spot.

We laughed and hugged each other tightly. Jeannie finally ran into the shower and I looked for something she could wear. It had to be just right.

When I got out of the shower, Jeannie already had on the outfit I'd picked for her. It was a dress, similar to my leather one, only made of soft, acid washed denim. Pearl snaps, in lieu of buttons ran the entire length of the front, and accented the pockets and sleeves. She was stunning with her blond hair washing over the blue fabric.

She'd left the top four pearl snaps undone, and I could tell she was following my lead, at least with the bra I still had a surprise for her.

Her eyes strayed over my nakedness as I dried my hair. Her grin reflected her approval. I felt relaxed and wonderful as I thought about tonight. There was gonna be some magic happening soon!