The Candy Store

"You can kiss them if you want," Jackie said as she shifted on the bed to bring the objects of his attention even closer.

Patrick leaned forward and softly kissed the older woman's left breast, his mouth closing around the thick stubs in the center. A soft sigh of appreciation escaped the small gap in his mouth. A louder moan echoed from Jackie. His technique was crude, but his sense of appreciation was evident.

With gentle hands, Jackie stroked the back of his head, offering words of instruction and encouragement. Proving himself an eager student, Patrick quickly followed her suggestions, bringing a longer and louder moan in response.

Shifting his attention to her other large mound, Patrick did an even better job there. He closed his eyes for a few moments, imagining that Jackie was one of those friends of his mother's that he had spent so many nights fantasizing about. Then he opened them with the realization that there was little chance that any of those fantasies would ever come true, but that the reality of the here and now more than made up for it.

Patrick reluctantly let go of Jackie's breasts as she pulled back and climbed off the large bed to stand beside it. Undoing the sash around her waist totally, she let the white robe fall free and down to the floor. Clad now only in a pair of simple white panties, the forty-six year old stood there for a long half minute to give Patrick a chance to take a good look at her.

Twice the age of most of the girls who worked for her, Jackie had a still impressive body. It wasn't likely she'd ever be mistaken for a twenty-five year or even a thirty-five year old for that matter, but that wasn't what Patrick was looking for. She could see the mixture of appreciation and anticipation in the young man's face as she moved back closer to him.

Patrick was still sitting on the bed's edge as Jackie reached out and ran her fingers across the visible bulge in his white cotton briefs. The soft touch of her hand sent a shiver of excitement through Patrick's body. A sensation that quickly grew to a quake as she rubbed her hand up and down his length, feeling it grow to it's full dimensions under her ministrations.

Jackie smiled suggestively as she dropped down to her knees and slid her hand under the waistband of his shorts. Patrick was in the middle of taking a deep breath when her fingers embraced the hard maleness still hidden from view. An action that cause him to explosively expel that breath.

With a broad smile on her face, the dark haired woman pulled his cock free, continuing to gently stroke it as she did. She held it erect for a long moment, giving it the same sort of look over that Patrick had given her a few minutes before. Taking hold of his shorts, she pulled them down and off. Then she reached for a small bowl of warm water that she had brought into the bedroom with her and had previously set down on the night table. From it, she pulled a small blue cloth and a bar of soap. With them, she gently washed his most private parts. An action that Patrick found very erotic as well.

"Not bad," Jackie said as she set aside her tools and massaged the soft tip of the slender six inch shaft, "pretty nice in fact."

Her simple comment meant the world to the eighteen year old. Like just about every other teenage boy at Roosevelt High, he had stealthily checked out the other guys in his gym class. For most of them it wasn't out of any sexual interest, just a desire to see how they matched up against the others. Patrick imaged that girls probably did the same thing as far as breasts went. Not that he had anyone to ask about his theory. Even if he did, he couldn't imagine that he would ever admit he had checked out someone else's cock.

If Lady Jacqueline, who probably had seen more cocks than he could imagine, said that he had a nice one, then he had nothing to worry about. It was so much what he wanted to hear, the idea that she might say that to every man she was with never occurred to him. If it had, he might forever wonder if she was telling him the truth. Which in this case she was.

"Very nice indeed," Jackie went on as she brought her head down and gently blew on it. "If fact," she laughed, "I can honestly say that it looks good enough to eat."

Whatever Patrick's response might've been to her little joke was quickly tossed aside by an almost inaudible gasp as Jackie acted on her suggestion. Her mouth closed around the tip she had just blown on, continuing downward until his entire length was within her. His eyes opened wide as her head began to bob up and down, her lips and tongue massaging his flesh as she moved.

Previously, Patrick had considered himself lucky to get even a hand job from any of the girls he'd dated, much less ever imagining that one of them would ever take him in their mouth. That was something that nice girls didn't do, not even after you were married.

An opinion he'd based on a talk he'd once overheard between his older brother and Uncle Tom. Jim had come to his Uncle one day for advice and didn't realize that little brother was within hearing. And once he heard what the conversation was about, Patrick wasn't about to tell him.

Evidently, big brother was having some marital problems. He loved his wife, he told the older man, but her refusal to suck him off was driving him crazy. It wasn't as if he was even asking her to swallow, Patrick remembered his brother saying, he just wanted her to go down on him a little.

An activity that Patrick just couldn't ever imagine his sister in law, who was the daughter of a Minister, ever even considering, much less doing. Then again, sometimes it was hard for him to even imagine Jim and Cora having sex at all, but obviously they did or they wouldn't already have three kids.

Jackie's skill in cocksucking and the rising sensations deep in his loins quickly brought his attention back to the here and now. Based on the incredible feelings spreading throughout his body, he could well understand his brother's disappointment in his wife's reluctance. Before he banished all thoughts of them from his mind during what he now figured was a pretty inappropriate time to be thinking of them, Patrick made a quick promise to himself that he'd never marry a woman who wouldn't go down on him, as he'd heard the two older men refer to it.

"Oh fuck!" Patrick exclaimed as Jackie increased her tempo and he thought he explode any second. Jerking off, or even having a girl do it for him, had never felt anything like this.

The dark haired teen had enough experience with his own body to realize that he was just about on the verge of climaxing. Normally, his only worry about this time was whether he had a tissue or handkerchief handy to catch the mess. This time, even lost in rapture like he was, he still had enough clarity to realize that his ejaculation was going to be in Jackie's mouth. From what little he knew about blow jobs from overhearing other people talk about them, he knew that even women who did such things didn't necessarily want you to come in their mouth. He was wondered if he should ask or say something when Jackie took the problem out of his hands. Or more precisely, out of her mouth.

Sliding his cock free, Jackie wasted no time in replacing the warm embrace of her mouth around his manhood with the soft flesh of her large breasts. Taking hold of each of them, she pressed them together, engulfing his cock with their fullness. Then she continued Patrick on the road to orgasm as she gave him what he would later learn was called by those in the trade as a titty-fuck.

Whatever it was called, Patrick knew he had just discovered something else to add to his list of skills the someday future Mrs. Conner would have to possess. Even more aware that he was about to explode, he barely noticed his cock popping up and down from deep within Jackie's mounds.

"Oh God!" Patrick finally cried out as the last of his restraint gave way and he climaxed. An orgasm that he felt right down to his toes.

When he finally looked down an immeasurable amount of time later, Patrick was shocked to see the amount of whiteness covering Jackie's breasts. For a moment he was worried that she might be angry that he'd come all over her, but as she had with so many other things, she quickly put that notion to rest as well.

Looking down at the whiteness as well, Jackie ran her index finger across her flesh, covering it with a good amount of the thick fluid. She looked at it for a brief second, then slid her finger into her mouth and quickly sucked it clean. When she finally removed it, not a trace of white remained.

"See, I was right," she smiled, "good enough to eat."

Unsure what to say, least he break the magic of a moment that he planned to remember the rest of his life, Patrick was totally speechless. Thankfully, Jackie was anything but.

"Well, have you enjoyed yourself?" she asked as she again picked up the washrag and wiped herself clean.

"Oh yeah," Patrick said without thinking, a look of utter joy on his face.

A second later, that look started to fade as his thoughts caught up with his emotions and he wondered if she was asking that because his birthday present was over. Maybe it only counted that she got him off, not that he didn't get laid. If that was the case, well he really didn't have a complaint he told himself. Then he wondered how much a session actually cost and if he could sneak that much out of his college account without his mother noticing. The next time, he promised himself, he would make sure he held it in until he could actually put it inside her.

But Patrick didn't need to worry, or raid his hard saved college funds. It was true that in some places, it didn't matter how long a session lasted. Once you shot your load, it was all over. If you wanted another go at it, well that was another session and another payment. That, however, wasn't the way things were done here at the Candy Store. You got every minute you paid for, and if you happen to be unable to repeat a performance as some of the older clientele were unable to do, well you could just spend the rest of your time getting a massage or just resting in the arms of your lady of the moment. After all, this establishment had been taken care of the needs of the gentlemen of three counties for more than two generations and it had a reputation to uphold.

"Why don't your stretch out on the bed and I'll give you a little massage why you recharge your batteries," Jackie said as she climbed onto the bed with Patrick. "I might even show you a few things young ladies might appreciate you knowing in the future."

Patrick did as he was told and stretched out on the length of the bed on his stomach. Jackie climbed over him, resting her bended knees alongside his waist. She told Patrick to close his eyes and relax as she rested her hands on his shoulders and began to rub his young muscles.

Patrick could feel the strength in her hands as she worked her way across his arms and then down his back. He'd had massages before, especially after he'd hurt his back in a football game in school, but nothing like this. Jackie reached his waist and then moved back up again. The second time downward, she brought her hands down to his ass, manipulating the soft buns there and then took care of his legs and feet as well. Then she stretched out her body over his, her breasts rubbing against the small of his back and her still covered womanhood pressing against his ass.

"Okay, turn over," she said as she rolled off him.

Patrick did so as Jackie massaged around his neck and then worked her way across his chest. The eighteen year old had very little chest hair and very smooth skin, a fact that the older brunette commented on as she rubbed her hands back and forth across it. Pressing her thumbs against the tips of his nipples, she gave them special attention.

Finally her attention moved once more below his belt and the seemingly already reenergized manhood found there, already it was standing at attention in response to her massage. Jackie playfully took it in hand and gave it a gentle tug, then slid her hands under it and played with his balls as well.

"It looks like your friend there is anxious to get started again," Jackie said as she ran a single finger along the center of his cock.

"I guess so," Patrick replied, hoping he didn't sound too eager in his answer. As much as he wanted to fuck the woman next to him, he also wanted the experience to last as long as possible.

"Well I'll tell you what," Jackie said as she continued to softly trace a line up and down his flesh. "It is after all your birthday so I'll let you make the choice. If you want to just fuck, that's what we'll do and I promise I'll make sure it's something that you remember the rest of your life. But if you're feeling a little adventurous, I'll show you something you might enjoy as well. If nothing else, it might come in handy later on."

Patrick wasn't sure where she was going with this but he figured it had something to do with what she'd said earlier. About teaching him something that the women in his life might be appreciative about. Thinking he had nothing to lose and everything to gain, Patrick of course said he'd like that.

"Excellent," Jackie smile as she sat next to him, still playing softly with his jewels. "Tell me, I know all boys like to talk to each other about sex and a lot of it is about things they actually don't know the first thing about. Have you and your friends ever talked about cunnilingus?"

Patrick's response was a totally blank look. It took Jackie a moment to realize that the word had absolutely no meaning to him whatsoever.

"Muff diving," Jackie said in way of explanation, "going down on a girl, eating pussy."

A look of comprehension appeared on Patrick's face as he finally understood what she was talking about. Only to be replaced by another look that showed an unspoken negative reaction to the suggestion.

"I guess I could take that as an indication that you and your friends don't particularly care for that particular idea," Jackie said in response to his silence. "And I'd be willing to bet that not one of them have ever even tried it."

"Well, it's just that it seems like such a nasty thing to do," Patrick said, echoing what had been the consensus of the one discussion he and his buddies had once had on the subject.

"As opposed to a girl taking your cock in her mouth?" Jackie asked. "Don't you think a young lady would look at that in pretty much the same way?

"I guess I never thought of it that way," Patrick admitted, thinking how good it had felt when Jackie took his cock in her mouth.

"Well, don't you think you should at least try something before you so casually condemn it?" Jackie added.

"I guess so," Patrick answered, not mentioning that his thoughts had shifted back to that overheard conversation between his brother and uncle about that very subject.

"Have you ever offered to return to favor," Patrick remembered his Uncle Tom asking of his brother.

"Are you kidding," Jim Conner had immediately replied. "That'll be the day when I put my mouth down there."

As Patrick remembered it, his uncle didn't had a response to his brother's reply, but the look on his face was one that the younger Conner knew all to well. It was one of disappointment. He had never understood the reason for that look until just now.

"So, would you like to try it?" Jackie asked, taking note that Patrick seemed to be away from it all for a second.

"Yeah, I think I will," Patrick finally answered, thinking that at least if he tried, his uncle wouldn't have that same look if Jackie told him how things went this afternoon.

"Excellent," Jackie said once more.

Jackie changed positions with Patrick and slid one of the large oversized pillow under her backside, elevating the bottom of her body. Spreading her legs and arching her back, she took hold of the sides of her panties and slid them off. Laughing, she tossed them to the young man who caught them in mid air.

"Put those next to your clothes," Jackie said as she held them for a moment. "You might want to keep them as a souvenir."

Thinking that was a pretty silly idea but not wanting to offend Jackie, Patrick tossed them next to his own briefs. If anything, he could toss them in a trash can on the way home.

Crawling between Jackie's outstretched legs in response to her silent invitation, Patrick got his first real look at the sex of a woman. His only previous view of the mysterious area was a few grainy photographs in one of the magazines his older brother had passed on to him.

The eighteen year old found himself taking a hesitant sniff as he got close, expecting it to smell like fish. Or so the stories he'd heard had said. To his surprise, and relief, nothing could be further from the truth. If anything, it smelled as clean and fresh as the rest of Jackie's body. It seemed like the advice old Mrs. Hardy in Health and Science Class kept drumming into them was indeed true. Personal hygiene did indeed make all the difference.

Patrick glanced up at Jackie for a moment and while she still hadn't said anything, her eyes had an "I'm waiting" look to them. Reaching out with an extended finger, he gently probed the inner sanctum of the older woman's sexuality. It was the second time he'd had his finger in a woman, but the first time he had been able to actually see what he was doing. The previous encounter had taken place in the dark back seat of an old battered Ford.

Picking up the pace, he added a second finger and could feel Jackie's body responding to his touch. A response that jumped dramatically as he finally steeled his nerve and replaced his fingers with his tongue and mouth. As his darting tongue moved in and out, pressing against her sugar walls, Patrick quickly found that the taste of a woman held it's own excitement.

Jackie let him take his time adjusting to the new experience, then began to guide his actions, offering both direction and advice. Soft moans and a gentle vibration that he could feel in the flesh pressed against his face urged him onward. It wasn't long before Patrick reached a point where he began to wonder what all the fuss had been about in the first place.

Really getting into what he was doing, and delighting in the effect his actions were having on Jackie, Patrick was surprised when he felt her hands gently lifting his face away from his prize. It seemed like he had just gotten started, but in reality he had been going down on her for over twenty minutes. In that time he had gained what would be a lifetime appreciation for the act of cunnilingus.

Jackie pulled his body on top of hers, reaching down as she did and taking his cock in hand. A broad smile filled her face as she felt the full hardness of his shaft as she gentle massaged it for a few seconds with her fingers. Guiding it to the spot his tongue had just vacated, she positioned it against the folds of her pussy. She let it go and moved her hands to Patrick's shoulders, giving him a gentle urging to enter her.

Not that the teenager need urging of any kind, gentle or otherwise. It was just that he wanted to savor what was happening as long as possible. The moment that he passed from boyhood to manhood, or at least as he and his friends defined the transition.

A dizzying rush filled Patrick as he pressed his cock deep within Jackie, feeling the walls of her womanhood close against him as she drew him into her. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him. Once he was fully inside of her, she held him tight for a long heartbeat, then relaxed her hold to allow him to pull back a little.

Back and forth, in and out, the no longer virginal teen moved, increasing his pace with each new thrust. Later on, he would try and write down the emotions and sensations he was feeling, only to find that words would fail him. Yet, despite the inability to adequately describe it, it was an event of which he would remember every detail of for the rest of his life.