"Dean is a...a...homosexual." I mumbled eloquently.
"Uh-huh." Jane giggled happily. "When we agreed to divorce, the first thought that came to mind was that if you ever did come back here I'd be free for you. I recently had been considering hiring a private investigator to track you down."
My head and heart were spinning. The realization that my worst fear had no legs was spirit lifting. My character could stay intact and unblemished. I clutched Jane to me and hugged her so tightly a small squeak squeezed from her throat.
I held heaven in my arms again and wasn't about to let it go. I smiled down at her and took her chin in my right thumb and forefinger and tilted her face up to me and kissed her slowly and thoroughly. She shivered in my arms as our lips slued together. We pulled our mouths apart with a loud smacking sound and stood there in the middle of her kitchen panting and staring at each other.
"JP..." She whispered as my mouth fell on hers again and I thrilled when I felt her tongue push against my lips until they parted and it slithered into my mouth. There was no hesitation on my part. My tongue met hers and in seconds our tongues were writhing and coiling together deliciously.
That opened the floodgates.
I had limited experience french kissing, but the moment Jane's warm little tongue slipped into my mouth, I knew that all others I had ever kissed had been merely practice. She only moaned when I lifted my right hand and palmed her left breast. She was sans bra and I could feel her hard little nipple through her shirt. Like the rest of her, her breasts were small, but proportional. Her breast was the size of a small tea cup and my large hand engulfed it.
My penis was becoming erect and Jane had to feel it against her stomach. I only grunted when she reached around me and gripped my butt in her hand and pulled me roughly against her.
I had come back to confess my heart's truth and Jane was confessing hers.
Our kiss went on and on. Our lips clung and slued together, our hands touching and stroking and clutching at each other. It felt right and real and wonderful. It felt like coming home.
"Oh. My. Dear. God." She breathed softly when we peeled our lips apart.
I was fully erect in my chinos. My pulse was racing and I'm sure my face mirrored hers. Her eyes were hooded and lust-filled. Her tiny little nostrils were flared. Her cheeks were flushed.
Without words, my soul mate took me by the fingers and led me up the stairs to her bedroom.
We both wanted the same thing. In her bedchamber, we casually removed our clothing as if it were the most natural thing in the world. For the first time I saw Jane naked and I felt my penis surge even harder.
She was utterly gorgeous. Her body was magnificent. When she discarded her shirt I gaped at her bare breasts. They were perfect, as I always suspected they'd be. She was perfectly proportional. Her small bosom fit her perfectly. Round and proud, they stood up on her chest like they were molded porcelain. Her nipples were like small pencil erasers, pinkish and surrounded by small aureoles that were similarly colored and smooth.
Jane unfastened the snap of her jeans and pushed them off her hips along with her white panties. I bit my lower lip and tasted blood when she stepped towards the bed completely naked and completely unabashed. Her snow white curtains matched the rug. The large -- relatively speaking -- vee that covered her pubic mound was nearly as white as the hair that crowned her head. I wondered briefly if she were an albino, but then thought I really didn't care. I was in love and nothing else mattered.
Jane paused at the side of the bed as I divested myself of my remaining clothing. Her eyes widened as I stripped off my socks and moved to the other side of the bed.
I was 21 and reasonably fit. I had taken advantage of the gyms in the high schools I attended and ran a couple of miles every other day and I knew I looked fairly good. I was relatively lean and fairly hard with a lanky build and a washboard stomach. Very little research on my part let me know that my penis was at least about average in length at slightly longer than six inches. I wasn't overly proud of my equipment, but neither was I disappointed. It was what it was and I just never did spend a whole lot of time dwelling on the subject.
And Jane didn't look disappointed either as she peeled back the floral comforter and we both climbed up onto her bed.
If I tried to explain what it felt like when I took her naked body in my arms and we sank onto her pillows I'd fail miserably. Soft and warm and pliable, yes, but she was so much more. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me as we settled next to each other. Her skin was butter soft beneath my fingertips as my tongue explored her mouth. I felt her warm heat and silky pubic hair against my stomach. Her perfect little breasts were mashed against my upper chest as she tried to swallow me. Her scent was maddening.
She quivered in my arms when my hand cupped her petite little buttock and kneaded it firmly.
"I love you, JP." She panted heavily when we pulled our mouths apart. "I have been in love with you m...my whole life."
I stared down at her, memorizing her sheer beauty and kissed the tip of her tiny little nose. "I've loved you as long as I can remember, Jane."
She grinned evilly when she reached between us and gripped my erection in her little hand. "Mmmm..." She murmured, her fingers exploring my hardness. "Very, very nice, honey."
I bussed her ear and sucked her lobe between my teeth. Somehow I just...knew what I was supposed to do.
I eased her onto her back and gently climbed between her legs. Jane spread herself for me and as I hunched over her, she pulled me down to her portal. She reached down with her free hand and spread her swollen labia and guided me into position. I looked into her eyes and found nothing but love and lust there.
I gently leaned forward and sank into her slick center.
She cried out as I eased into her, spreading the delicate tissues that grasped at me. She felt like hot, oiled silk. Deeper and deeper I pushed into her until, with a final gentle plunge with my hips, I was buried to the hilt inside her.
"Be gentle, my darling," She whispered up at me, "It's been m...many years since I've...been with a man."
We lay there panting softly. I could feel Jane's warm, moist breath on my chin. I had never experienced anything as exquisite as being inside her. Her pussy was wet and warm and so unbelievably tight. Her legs hooked around my hips, anchoring me in place.
I pushed up on my elbows and looked down at her. She was so short the top of her head barely touched my chin. She tilted her head back and looked up at me.
Her lips were trembling and tears flowed freely from her eyes. "Ohhhhh JP" She sobbed softly, "I d...dreamed about this for soooo l...long..."
I kissed her gently and thoroughly, my tongue exploring her mouth and sparring lightly with hers. Her arms around my shoulders clutched at me, her nails digging into my flesh.
Pausing to catch our breath we lay there together staring into each others eyes, joined at the groin and content to just be. I know I was where I'd always wanted to be and I wanted to remember everything about that moment -- about her.
"You feel so incredible." I whispered hoarsely. "You're so tight and hot..."
"Mmmm...you feel w...wonderful inside me like I always knew you w...would." She kissed the underside of my chin, "I've been w...waiting for you I think m...my whole life, my d...darling. I always knew I'd find y...you and then when I d...did and I lost you I didn't panic. I knew you'd c...come back to me...s...someday."
I could feel her vaginal muscles relaxing around my thickness as we lay together. "Jane, I think I've loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you and I never stopped."
I reached between us and tilted her face up towards mine. I dipped my head and tenderly kissed away her tears. I kissed her eyes and nose and mouth. I shivered when she trailed her fingernails down my back. I nipped her throat. Her skin felt silky and warm beneath my lips.
Jane unhooked her ankles and let her legs drop to the bed. She gazed up at me and nodded softly.
I every so slowly drew back with my hips and grimaced as my cock slid from her silken sheath. I paused for a moment with just my helmet still lodged inside her and then eased back into her vagina. I watched her eyes roll back in her head and her mouth pop open as I pushed myself into her. A low soughing moan leaked from somewhere deep inside her.
Other than in my fantasies, I had no experience. I was a novice of the worst order, but I had practiced with her in my head so often I felt like a card carrying journeyman. I found a long, slow tempo with my hips and began working my erection in and out of her as smoothly and as steadily as I could manage.
Jane's hands gripped me at my hips and pulled at me with each down stroke. Her vaginal walls grasped at me with each withdrawal. She was wet and hot and everything I thought she'd be.
A light sheen of perspiration covered us both and our bodies splattered wetly as we came together. Her pussy made delicious slurping sounds as we gave and took from each other. The bed seemed to be pitching and swaying.
Jane and I were both moaning softly as we made love and crying out our love for the other.
When I came it sort of sneaked up on me. Under normal circumstances I can tell when I'm about to lose it, but the sheer power and intensity of my climax slammed through me without warning.
Almost involuntarily, I slammed my cock as deeply as I could into her pussy and froze. My back arched and I screamed. It felt like the top of my head blew off when a violent explosion ripped through my body. Lights and sound and fury filled my head as the purest pleasure I had ever experienced in my life radiated out from my sex.
Every nerve in my body was standing on end and singing loudly as my semen erupted from my testicles and poured out of me into Jane. My body jerked and contorted over and over as streams of come pumped into her. My orgasm was starting to fade as hers was just beginning.
Jane squealed loudly beneath me as my thick syrup filled her womb and then she was coming herself. She clutched at my arms and threw her head back and her torso lifted off the bed and every tendon in her neck looked close to snapping. She keened loudly and shuddered uncontrollably beneath me.
"Ooooohhhhhh ffffffffuck!" She cried out shrilly. She gripped my shoulders with her dainty hands and pulled me down onto her and bit the side of my neck as her orgasm overcame her. I could feel her muscles contracting on my penis. Contracting and releasing over and over, milking me dry.
When the last vestige of her orgasm ebbed away into the ether, we were left a huddled lump of shivering flesh, clinging together, panting softly, and sobbing quietly. We were one as we had always been meant to be. Neither of wanted to let the other go.
Eventually, though, gravity caused my flaccid penis to slither deliciously from her vagina. I rolled off and sprawled next to her on the bed. I reached down and retrieved my tee shirt from the floor and handed it to her.
Jane spread her legs and crammed the garment between them and let herself relax. The look on her face was amazing as she let our mingled fluids drain from her center. "Mmmm..." She smiled softly, "It feels nice."
She looked lovelier than I remembered. She seemed to glow. Her legs opened and closed slowly. The color was high on her cheeks and her eyes were hooded. When she tossed the shirt aside and turned on her side to face me, I couldn't help thinking I'd never seen a more beautiful woman.
"That was truly amazing, JP." She smiled warmly at me, running her fingers through my light dusting of chest hair. "You were as wonderful as I ever dreamed you'd be."
"Jane," I reached out to touch her face, "All I know is that I never dared dream anything could be so incredible. You are the one who is amazing."
She leaned forward and kissed my chest. "Then we're both amazing, darling, and that's alright. We can both be amazing for each other."
We lay there on her bed as the morning sun gave way to afternoon. Jane lay in the crook of my arm, her head on my chest. We talked and laughed like there was nothing out of the ordinary. We were naked but neither of us felt awkward. It felt natural and right. It felt like I was complete for the first time in my life. She was the yin to my yang in the sense that she made me whole.
Jane only giggled when I rolled her onto her back and told her I wanted to just look at her.
"Look away, my darling." She assumed a spread eagle position and tried to be serious as I propped up on an elbow and let my eyes take in her glory.
She was completely flawless, unless one counted being small a flaw.
Her skin was tan and smooth and supple with the softest down on her arms. It, too, like her mane was purest white.
"I've wanted to ask you this forever," I lightly trailed a fingertip over her stomach, "Why is your hair so white? I mean, it is so way cool, but I always wondered."
She wrinkled her nose and grinned, "Dunno. My doctor says it is a lack of melanin, but even he really isn't sure. All I know is it has been this way as long as I can remember. It wasn't as though I had dark hair and something happened to make it go white. It was white from birth."
I knew that from photos that were hung in various places on her walls. "I think it looks stunning on you."
She shivered when I let my fingers dance over her abdomen, stroking and touching. I was exploring her and trying to memorize every detail. She shivered again when I lifted my hand and delicately cradled her perfect little right breast in my hand. It was firm and pliable beneath my fingertips. My thumb and forefinger teased her hard little nipple. She actually purred when I leaned forward and sucked her nipple into my mouth. My dick was instantly hard and ready.
The hard, rubbery texture of her nub on my tongue was mind-blowing. Her right arm wrapped around my head as I began suckling and I could hear her gasping little cries. I lightly scraped her nipple with my teeth and she squeezed my head so tight it actually hurt.
With her tit being ministered to by my mouth, my own right hand, almost on its own volition, slid down her tummy and, hesitating a second, slid between her legs and covered her vagina. Jane's legs parted instantly and her body shuddered as I lightly caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs with my fingertips before lightly covering her pubic mound.
Her moist heat almost seemed to be baking from her center. Her delicate little labial lips were swollen and when I slowly inserted my forefinger between them they actually seemed to clasp at me.
Jane was groaning and convulsing beside me as my mouth and fingers played her body like a violin. I began alternating from one breast to the other, sucking and mouthing her into a frenzied heat. My finger pushed deeper into her soupy vagina and I marveled how slick and tight she was.
Jane released my head from her death grip when I peeled my mouth from a breast and began kissing my way southward. Her stomach was so soft and warm against my lips. I paused, briefly, to slowly tongue her navel.
When I continued my leisurely journey towards nirvana, Jane knew what I intended and sort of stretched taut and relaxed at the same time.
"Oh God..." She whistled through clenched lips. "Oh JP."
When my pursed lips brushed through her pubic hair she grabbed a handful of my hair in both hands and tried to brace herself.
"Chrisssssssst Jeeeeeeeesussssss!" She sobbed when I snaked my tongue out and lightly caressed her labia. Her heady scent reached my nostrils and her salty, fishy taste was different than what I expected. It was delicious, but different.
I maneuvered my way between her legs and cupped her firm little ass cheeks in my hands as I began to graze in earnest. Jane nearly went berserk when I slipped my tongue between her slippery folds and plunged it as deeply as I could into her boiling cauldron. She pushed my face into her and ground her groin upward as I licked and sucked at her canal.
I didn't really know exactly what I was doing, but I figured by the way she was reacting I wasn't going too far wrong.
Somewhere over me I could hear her yelling my name and begging me not to stop. I had no intentions of stopping. I felt more powerful and more alive than I ever had. When I began using my teeth on her labia Jane almost came up off the bed entirely. And when I found her swollen little clitoris and coiled my tongue around it, she went crazy, screaming and crying something about something I couldn't hear properly.
The only words I could make sense of were 'fuck' and 'love.'
When she came, I covered her vagina with my wide open mouth and tried to lap up her free flowing honey. Her legs clamped down on my head and squeezed at me over and over. I had all I could do to keep my grip on her butt. She was contorting and crying and pulling at my hair.
Her orgasm slowly ran its course and her legs unclasped from around my head. She sort of melted onto the mattress. Her breathing was ragged and harsh. I pulled my mouth from her groin and loved that I had been able to bring her joy orally. I hadn't been all that sure I'd be able to before I started.
I slowly extracted myself from between her legs and slowly crawled up over her still shivering body. Her eyes were closed. Her cheeks were flushed and wet with tears. I smiled down at her when she opened her eyes.
"You're all mine, Jane." I whispered, "You're my soul mate...my meant to be. I'm never going to leave you again."
"Oh darling," She sobbed, "We are soul mates. We are m...meant to be together. I knew it the moment I saw you w...when you were...seven or eight. I know it sounds crazy, JP, but it's the truth. And even c...crazier still, somehow I knew who you were when I was a little girl. Don't ask me how -- I sure don't know -- but I remember dreaming of you when I was in kindergarten."
The tears that flowed from her eyes were happy tears -- tears of joy -- and I knew in my heart of hearts she wasn't making it up.
"Sweetheart," It didn't feel at all strange to call her that, "I love you and I'm here and if I have anything to say about it -- and I think I do -- I'm never going to let you go."
She reached up and pulled my head down and covered my parted lips with hers. Our tongues coiled together fiercely, hungrily. She moaned when she felt my erection brush against her belly. I wanted to swallow her whole. I wanted to absorb her into my essence. Jane apparently wanted something similar.
With a strength that seemed at odds in comparison to her diminutive size, Jane pushed me off her and onto my back. She clambered onto me and straddled my hips. She reached down and gripped my rigid erection and raised it up and in one smooth motion, positioned herself over it and sank down, engulfing me.
We both grunted as my cock smoothly slid into her silken pussy. With one last wriggle of her hips, I was completely inside her. She was so hot and wet I could hardly stand it. With one mind, our hands came together and our fingers laced -- I couldn't get over how small and delicate her hands were.
For a beautiful eternity we froze that way, both of us enjoying our union. Jane's face was a mask of pure lust and love and I'm sure it mirrored my own. She gripped my fingers tightly and I could feel her flexing her vaginal muscles on my cock. She gently rocked her hips back and forth, stimulating her clit against me.
We wheezed and gasped and moaned softly in the close air of her bedroom. Jane extracted her fingers from mine and braced her hands on my chest and then showed me what a real woman could do with her body.