Jamie Ch. 04

"I think someone wants to come out and play," she teased.

"Yes, he does," I confessed for my prick.

"Maybe we should let him out."

"I think he'd like that."

She planted her hands on my chest and then slid her body down to the floor where she knelt on the floor between my legs. Her hands slid down my torso, resting at my waistline. She unbuckled my belt and slid if from my black slacks. A couple seconds later I heard it snap. My heart began to race as I realized it was a leather on leather snap. My mind raced with thoughts wondering what she planned to do with my belt. Was I into spanking? I knew I'd like to spank her ass, but did I want mine slapped as well? I didn't get to find out, though. She giggled and I heard the belt hit the floor. A part of me sighed in relief, but there was still a nagging thought, wondering if it would have been a turn-on.

Jamie unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. The heat of her skin so close to my member was pushing me close to the edge. If she didn't hurry, my orgasm would blast before we got to fuck! In one swift movement, she pulled my pants and boxer-briefs off of me. Suddenly the cool touch of her hands wrapped around my pole, slowly warming up from the heat I was generating. With slow strokes she began to jerk me off. Surprisingly, my pecker found a second wind, holding back the orgasm that was about to commence.

I sat up, wanting to remove the rest of her dress before she went any farther with me.

"Let's get this off of you," I said, pulling her to her feet. Moonlight began to spill in through the slightly parted curtains. The storm clouds had finally cleared. The silvery-blue light made her curves seem so much more defined because of the shadows that were cast. I slid the dress down over her hips and it fell to the floor where she stepped out with one foot and kicked it away with the other.

Leaning forward, I licked her tight tummy, teasing her belly button. Her knees buckled slightly but I held her up with my hands firmly on her ass. Slowly kissing and licking my way further south, I pulled her closer until she was resting her knees against the mattress. I scooted back on the bed, pulling her with me. She climbed up, with her knees planted firmly on the mattress, giving me perfect access to her snatch. Her legs were spread as she straddled my lower half. I planted my face in her pussy and began eating her out. Her fingers ran through my hair as she held onto the back of my head.

Her stomach expanded and contracted as her breaths became more and more labored. I then pulled her with me as I fell back onto the soft mattress of the queen sized bed. She fell forward, smashing my face with her hot, wet pussy and catching herself on the head board that thudded against the wall.

"Oh, God. Ohmygod," she repeated. "Stop, stop, stop. Jason, wait."

I stopped my attack on her pussy and let go of her. She turned around and positioned her pussy back over my face. I grabbed onto her hips and pulled my head up to burry myself in her depths. Then her lips wrapped around my cock where she went to town on me and I reciprocated. Her blowjob felt so great I began to moan into her pussy. She did the same as she blew my cock. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, but I held back as much as I possibly could. Then I realized it was pointless. We still had three more days left of our trip, plus, the night was still young.

Her hips bucked slightly as I ate her out and mine did the same, fucking her face as she sucked me off. My balls tightened as she began playing with them and at the same time, her pussy contracted around my tongue as I tongue-fucked her. The next moment her pussy juices were flowing over my face as stream after stream of my cum shot up into her mouth. She sucked every drop from my pole as I lapped up her juices. I never thought I would enjoy the taste of pussy; I sure hated it with my wife.

She pulled herself off of me and then crawled up to lay down next to me. She kissed me on the cheek and then cuddled up with me as I wrapped my arm around her. I reached over to the nightstand next to the bed and felt the box of tissues. Pulling out a few I wiped up my face and then pulled Jamie in closer to me. Our breathing calmed down as we came off of our sexual high.

"Jason?" Jamie said sounding both satisfied but a little tepid at the same time.

"Yes, my love?"

I could feel the muscles in her cheeks rise in a smile at my response. "Why did you decide to pursue a relationship with me now?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, lightly stroking her shoulder with my fingertips.

"Well, why now and not sooner?" she asked.

"Honestly," I started and paused to collect my thoughts. She waited patiently for me to explain further. "I could make all kinds of excuses. You and my brother were close for a long time; we're four years apart in age, which seems a lot worse the younger you are."

"True. I remember a few years ago you telling me that you had liked me when we were a lot younger."

"Yeah, that first time was when I was sixteen and you were twelve."

She laughed. "Yeah, my dad would have flipped."

"I know. He's always kind of scared me. Even when I approached him before this trip to ask for his permission to pursue a relationship I was scared."

"You did that?" she asked.

"I did. Why do you think I ended up being the one who was available to help you move? He apparently trusts me more than I ever thought. Not only did he give his permission to date you, he told you that none of them could make it so I would be your only other option."

"Wow," she said. "That was very clever of you guys."

"Thanks."

"So, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Right," I said and thought about her question again. "The only real reason I never pursued something sooner was because I didn't think you would ever be interested in me."

"Why would you think that?"

"Well, look at you," I said gesturing at the mirror on the wall facing our bed. "You are absolutely gorgeous and then look at me."

She looked up at me and I looked down, our eyes locking on each other. "You are a great looking guy, Jason."

I blushed but didn't say anything. Even though I was with the girl of my dreams, I still didn't think much of my appearance.

"I can tell you've trimmed down too. Even since the last time we saw each other."

"Well, it was because of your last trip out that I decided to get into better shape. You were one of my driving reasons for it."

She kissed me. "You're sweet. It didn't matter to me that you were a little overweight."

"So, you're saying that if I had asked you out then, you would have said yes?"

She thought about it for a minute. "Probably not."

"I didn't think so."

"Jason, it had nothing to do with you. Well, not really. I actually thought you liked my friend that was there. Not to mention I was living in a different state and never thought I'd move back so soon."

"You thought I liked, what's her name?"

She laughed. "Lana. And yes, she's very pretty."

"I guess," I said. Lana was very pretty, but I still thought Jamie was much more beautiful.

"You guess?"

"Jamie, you're the only one I really noticed that day. Sure, she was cute and friendly and was great at making conversation, but she's got nothing on you."

"Aww," she kissed me on the cheek again and then I turned my head towards hers and kissed her on the lips. "You're sweet," she said.

"I was telling you the truth."

"I know," she said and sunk back down to rest her head on my chest. We laid there in silence until we both drifted off to sleep.