A Long Ways Home Ch. 02

June 23rd, 2004

Christine Adlins

Chrisad@ ESSC. net

Christine,

Wow, it sure was a surprise running into you this afternoon; I haven't been able to think of much since. I keep running things through my head: how we used to meet, the things we did, and how we just let it all slip away. I couldn't get the thought of our kiss out of my mind either, it was like the passion, even after all these years, simply re-ignited.

You know we talked about that time under the tree, the first time for both of us and I was amazed at how much you remembered. I did remember a lot, but I kind of cheated, the night after we made love for the first time, I wrote about it in my journal. I just recently came across that old journal when I was cleaning out some boxes in my attic. Thinking some of my writing might be worth keeping, I transcribed some of it and have it saved on disk. I'm not sure if you are interested, but here is what I wrote about that time, what is it, 27 or 28 years ago?


Transcribed from Journal entry
April 25th, 1977

It finally happened, Christine and I finally did it, we are no longer virgins. It was so strange, I got home early from school and was locked out of the house. Christine must have seen me sitting on the porch because she came right over. I figured we could go around to the back porch, where we could get into the screened in area and could make out some.

Since she started going to college, she's been a little more adventurous, first letting me touch and kiss her boobs and nipples, even letting me move my hands into her pants. Later she let me finger her some, one time long enough for her to come, or at least she said she did. After that, she unzipped my pants and began jacking me off, I was so turned on I came in just a few seconds. She really loved how I shot all the way up my chest, it really surprised her.

Just after Christmas, when we were parking, she let me go down on her. That turned me on so much. She was wearing a short skirt, but slipped out of her panties and hose. She leaned back against the car door and spread her legs. I moved my head between her legs and began pushing my tongue in and out of her pussy. The taste was strange, kind of sour, but good at the same time. She helped me a bit, guiding my head upward where I licked her clitoris and moved my fingers in and out of her. Anyway, I knew she came then, I could feel her pussy squeezing around my fingers. It was incredible.

She later sucked me off, but didn't swallow, she spit it into a Kleenex and tossed it out the window. It was all very good, but we couldn't have real sex, she wanted to wait until she got married for that. I understood, or at least I told her I did.

That is what is so surprising about what happened this afternoon. As we walked from the front porch hand in hand, she stopped at the tree. She said, "I remember, you used to hide under this tree."

"Yes, I never got found under there," I told her.

She wanted to crawl under there. I warned her of the low branches and the leaves and needles underneath, but before I finished, she was out of sight. I followed her and as soon as I got there, she kissed me. She kissed me hard, it was more than we even got after making out for some time.

We both got to breathing fast and I let my hand fall to her boob and I squeezed it, first gently, then rather hard. She began unbuttoning her shirt and then took off her bra. I liked what I saw, so I began kissing her. As I did that, I pulled up her skirt and pulled down her panties, thinking she'd let me go down on her there. I wondered how it felt with all those leaves under her, but she just kept going.

I pressed a finger into her and began to move my head down, when she grabbed me and looked me in the eyes. Confused, I asked her, "What is it?"

"I don't want that, I want something else."

"Just my fingers?"

"No, more."

It wasn't my fingers or my mouth she wanted, "You want," and I nodded at my hard dick.

"Yes."

I quickly unhooked my belt and opened my pants, pulling them down to my knees. She spread her legs for me and I crawled under a low branch and moved my dick near her pussy. She helped me get it in, moaning a bit as I pushed it hard and finally broke through.

I waited, but she began moving herself beneath me, so I pulled out and then pushed in again. It felt so soft inside her, I knew just a few more pushes and I would shoot off inside her. I wanted to be a good lover, but there was nothing I could do, I pushed once and then again, and then I shot off. It felt so good, so warm.

I rested my head on her shoulder for a bit and then pulled my dick out of her. It had some blood on it, which got on my underwear when I put them back on. I later snuck out to the trash can and put them way down at the bottom.

She pulled her panties back on, then her bra and shirt. We crawled out from underneath the tree and went onto the back porch. Sitting on the lounger, we just kind of hugged and kissed until my parents got home. She said hi, but quickly left. I couldn't wait to get to my room and write this down.

I called her later and we tried to act normal, since we often had listeners on the other phones. I don't think I will ever forget what we did under the tree today, it will have to be something we tell our children about.


As you can see Christine, I won't forget what happened under that tree. Please excuse the crudities, remember I was just 19 at the time.

Anyway, I hope we can get together in a couple of days, please email me back and let me know.

Sincerely,

Jason

Jasonot@ AltaSs. net