Great Balls of Fire

This is a true story that happened when my wife and I were still dating. In order to protect our anonymity, I will call her Jane.

It was a Saturday night and we had the house to ourselves. Jane and I were watching television. The move "Great Balls of Fire" was on. It was that movie made about the life of Jerry Lee Lewis.

Now before we get any further, let me get the obligator descriptions out of the way. Jane has red hair, and the most beautiful green eyes. She's medium height, with long legs and DD breasts. She was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and nothing underneath; she never wears underwear at home. I was also wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.

We were sitting on the couch watching the movie. Jane was leaning into me, and I had my arm around her shoulder. I started to rub her bare thigh with my free hand. She has such sexy legs. My hand got further up her leg, and traveled up stomach, and up to her chest. I started to rub her right breast when she grabbed my hand.

"Stop that," she said with a giggle, "I've never seen this movie before."

I had though, several times, so I grabbed book off he coffee table and laid back on the couch. I'm a pretty tall guy (6' 2") and I barely fit on it myself, so I had my left leg bent up on the couch and my right foot on the floor.

I was reading for about 15 minutes when I felt Jane's fingers running up my leg. I didn't think much of it at first, but she kept getting higher. When her fingers moved under my pant leg, I put my book down. She turned to me and had a mischievous look in her eyes. I love that look. That look always means that she is going to do something to me that she knows I'm going to like…a lot.

She turned her head back to the movie, but her hand kept traveling upwards. Her hand stopped just below where my leg meets my crotch, and started stroking along the crease there. At this point, I was glad that I wasn't wearing any underwear, because it started to get a little tight in my pants.

She turned to look at me and saw growing bulge in my shorts. She pulled her hand out of my pants and flashed me a wicked little grin. Jane rested her arm on my leg, and lightly traced the outline of my dick through the cloth. Then she turned her head back to the movie.

We sat like this for a few minutes. Jane was watching the movie, and I was watching her hand stroke my trapped cock. Every once in a while she would squeeze it, which made me moan. After a while, she turned towards me and said, "Those shorts look pretty tight in there, why don't you let me help you out with that." She grabbed the waist band of my shorts and pulled down. I lifted my butt up off the couch to let them go down easier. As she pulled, by cock sprang forth form its prison and shot strait up. She pulled my pants down to my thighs and said, "There, now doesn't that feel better?" I couldn't say anything, but I nodded slowly.

She reached out and softly grabbed the shaft of my penis. Her first touch on my bare skin felt wonderful and I let out a long moan. She giggled and started to stroke my cock. Her touch was so light that she barely touched me. But, as time went on, she squeezed harder and harder, but still at a slow rate. Then she started to speed up.

The whole time she is staring my right in the face and her beautiful green eyes are sparkling and I can tell that there are some very dirty thoughts running though that head of hers.

Jane slowly ran her tongue along her lips, then leaned down and gave the underside of my glans a quick lick, which sent shivers down my spine. She continued this for a while (I had no concept of time then); stoking my hard dick, and then licking it. As she went on, the licks got to be longer and longer until she was covering the whole length of it. Then she took the head into her mouth and started to suck on it. I could feel her swirling her tongue around the crown.

I was about to come, and I told her so.

"Do you want me to finish," she asked, "or do you want to cool down a little?"

It felt so good that I told her I wanted to cool down. She got off me and went into the kitchen to get something to drink. I pulled my pants up and headed to the bathroom. I had no idea I had to pee so bad until she stopped. I stood over the toilet with a monster hard on, trying to get it to relax, but in my mind I kept thinking of those eyes staring at me as she rubbed my cock. I don't know how, but I managed to calm myself down enough to go.

When I came back out into the living room, Jane was already sitting on the couch with the remote in her hand. I hadn't noticed, but the movie had ended. I sat down next to her and she turned the television off.

She turned to me. I held her face and gave her a deep passionate kiss. As we kissed, my hand roamed down to her chest. She moaned into my mouth when I squeezed her breast. She broke the kiss and pushed my down into the couch and pulled my pants completely off. As she took my dick in her hand she asked, "Now…where was I?" She flashed me that evil grin. "Ah yes! I was right about here." Then she plunged her head down over my cock. She bobbed her head a couple of times, and then she would pull me from her mouth and lick it all over.

I didn't realize that my eyes were closed until she stopped. I must have had a confused look on my face because she smiled at me and said, "I have an idea that I think your gonna like." She took off her shirt and revealed her marvelous DD breasts, the pale pink nipples already hard.

She leaned forward and sucked me in on more time, but pulled me out slowly. Then she placed my now saliva slicked member in between her breasts and pushed them together. She told me to hold them together as she moved her body up and down. The feeling was amazing, not to mention the view. The underside of my dick was sliding against the silky skin of her chest, and the soft flesh of her breasts surrounded the rest of it.

I watched my dick disappear into her cleavage, and then when it popped back out again, she would bend her head down and lick the top. I rubbed her nipples with the palms of my hands. I lifted my hips off the couch and matched her rhythms. After a dozen or so strokes she would tell me to let go so she could wet my dick again.

After about 4 times of following this cycle, I was about to come. When I told her she grabbed hold of my cock and started to stroke me hard and fast. I felt my orgasm approaching like a speeding train; we had been playing like this for at least 45 minutes. When it finally hit, I cried out, "Oh God!!" The first shot out of my dick went flying strait at my head. I turned just in time for it to miss my face, but it got in my long hair. Jane managed to move my dick in time for me to shoot the rest on her chest. I had never come so hard in my life.

When my orgasm subsided, be both looked at each other and laughed. We got up to clean ourselves off.

I thanked her with a long kiss and said, "Let's go back to the bedroom so I can thank you properly for that."

BTW: I don't think Jane has ever seen the end of that movie. And to this day, neither of us can hear the song "Great Balls of Fire" without laughing to ourselves.