Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Send all comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net ============= James Part II. In Training. Chapter 10 JulieAnn was in another of her trademarked minidresses, white, and grinning ear to ear. "I don't hurt after sex anymore! Just a twinge to remind me of what we did, Mr Atomic Scientist!", she dimpled fetchingly and hugged herself to me. She told me to drive straight to school, her accomplices apparently having discovered my animal magnetism resistible. There was another crowd waiting for us, headed by Brenda and Sara, this time, they were accompanied by ten other young, delectable females all in white minis. The amount of skin shown would be illegal in most States. "We are your new, improved James Mitchell fan club! To victory!" One by one, they lined up and kissed me tenderly. I ended up clinging to the three co-presidents as I gasped my last. I would need a miracle to recover enough energy to compete tomorrow. = = = = = I'd shaken off most signs of my recent debauchery when Coach Wilson put me through some basic exercises at the end of school. He was impressed enough with the extra training I've done to let me off early to "go home and get rested up", adding "and NO Sex!" Brenda intercepted me when I got out and informed me I was hers until the party officially started at 5. I drove us to the park where Nicole had previously molested me. "That was some impressive diving yesterday!" We were walking down a small path and she had her arm around mine. "Thanks - I'm taking lessons, but I've never done it in the buff before." She blushed with the memories. "You were so lovely and incredibly sexy." "I'm glad - I wanted you to like me." "Bren, you know I like you. I'm the one who was worried you didn't like me!" "I think I was jealous of you and Jules, and I've always been scared of boys. That's why I need to be in control all the time..." "Let's find time and go on a date, just the two of us." "I'd like that." She put head on my shoulder. "What would you want to do?" My arm slipped around her waist. "I don't know - I've never been on a real date before." "OK - we can go on a walk like this..." "Hmmm. That's nice." "We could go to a movie, perhaps." "Yeah, and we can sit in the back...?" She giggled. We found a secluded tree and sat. "Would you put your arms around me?" I did. "Would you try and kiss me?" I did. "Would you..." I laid her on her back and kissed her again. Then I held her and kissed along her cheek and neck. After a while she started stroking my back. I kissed her some more, her lips were soft and she sucked my tongue. She stretched like a cat, "You know, it's so nice to be with you and not have to worry about what we should or should not do..." Her breasts poked up through her dress, and her constantly-aroused nipples. I leaned over and kissed one. She squirmed and moaned. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her face. I kissed her other one and it perked right up. "Mmmm, I used to be ashamed that they stuck out all the time and the boys would gawk at them." I unbuttoned the top of the dress and held her breasts, and she arched herself into my hands. I started gawking. I tasted her, gently kissing and lapping each nipple. She was so soft and so sensitive. She caressed my face and my hair as I slowly made love to her breasts. Her soft moans became a whine when I slipped one hand over her panties and found her. Her legs tensed and she was gasping. "Oh, oh, oh." She rasped out, digging her heels into the ground and squeezing my hand between her legs. I bit down on a nipple as she came in a loud moan. I leaned back against the tree and she put her head on my lap, stroking my leg. "James, will you be sweet to me if I fell in love with you?" "Yes Brenda." "I try to think about the other day and everything's a blur. Sometimes I couldn't even believe that we had sex... and I'd taken you in my mouth." She nestled her head into my hard cock. "Hmmm, I can hear the blood going in your thing... your penis..." She put a hand on the base and rubbed her cheek on me. "James, can I try and put you in my mouth again?" "You know what Jules say, I wouldn't be able to control myself once you do that." "Oh, she's SO good at it. I can't get over it..." She gripped me, "But you don't have to come or anything. I think about it a lot and, like yesterday, in the pool, I kept wanting to do it to you..." She reached up and tugged my zipper down, and I helped her take it out. She held it and kissed it. "So big..." She kissed it on the tip and sucked on it. "Tell me what to do..." "Just explore around the tip with your lips and tongue, and watch my reactions." Soon she was busy inspecting my tool and checking my face. A little drop of liquid came out and she licked it off, carefully tasting it. "Salty." She dropped her mouth over the tip and sucked some more. I groaned. She pushed her mouth further down but had to stop halfway. "How does Jules take you so deep?" "She points it straight down her throat and kinda swallows..." Brenda tried it again but gagged. "Uhh, she makes it look so easy - it's harder than I thought. I'll have to practice a lot more!" My cock jumped at the thought. "What else can I do until I learn to take you in my throat?" I showed her how to move her hand and lips. Pretty soon I had to moan, "We'd better stop. I'm gonna come soon." "Uh, sorry... Did you like that?" I hmmm'd and stroked her hair. Her eyes glowed and she smiled proudly. "Would you have come just now? If I hadn't stopped?" "I'm gonna come NOW if you don't stop with your hands!" "Oops." She giggled and stopped, then leaned down and licked a drop of ooze off. "Does come taste like this?" "No - it's much stronger, kinda bitter and sticky." She thought that over. "I don't want to stop, I want you to come. In my mouth." Her lovely lips went around me again. This time her hands got involved as well. I sighed, such a willful young lady. And such a delightfully hot mouth. I slipped her hand lower to my balls and surged deeper into her soft mouth. She again tried to push herself down on me but had to back off. She licked and played her lips around the top, then force herself down once more. I grunted and stroked her firm ass to encourage her. It didn't take long before her caresses started me moaning and grinding against her. Then she pushed her head down and took me deep and her hot squirming throat was all around me, then she pulled back a bit and started to suck. I held her head as I bucked myself into her face and came with a shuddering gasp. She was moaning and shaking as well. She gulped furiously as I gripped her hair and emptied myself in her. Finally I laid back against the tree, panting. Brenda pulled off, red-faced. She took a gulp of air and sank back on me again, drawing the last tiny spurt from my cock. She was bright eyed, "Did you feel my throat on you? It was awesome - I could almost take all of you now!" And bent down to demonstrate. She must have thought I was slow or something because she kept going long after I KNEW I was pretty much all the hot, wet and tingly way inside her throat. I kept moaning my protests but she ignored me. Then an image of Coach Wilson flashed in my head. "Ahhhh, Bren - stop. Can't let me come anymore. My training!" She slowed and gave me a few lusty slurps before letting me back in my pants. "YES!" She pumped her fist. "I can take you in my throat. Next time, ALL the way, baby!" She leaned up and slopped spit and come all over my face and mouth. "It's so cool! I can make you come with my mouth! And swallow your sperm!" She hugged me tightly, "But promise we'll do this again, and have sex as well!" She laid her head back on my cock. "I promise." I sighed again. Such a willful girl, taking advantage of me when my resolve was lowest. I slipped my hand back on her breast and teased it as she purred happily. = = = = = Brenda went in through the side but I was told to wait outside the front door. I looked around at what used to be a big and imposing mansion which now seemed warm and inviting. All because of one person, who had opened herself to me and taught me so much. The thought gave me an erection. I was seriously contemplating reacquainting myself with my right hand, something I had not needed to do for a long time, when the doors opened and the object of my adoration and lust stood there. She was dressed in a simple white toga-like affair, the single strap held a silver clasp and a slit opened up to mid thigh. She was also barefoot, and totally, unambiguously, gloriously naked underneath. At the look on my face, she started laughing but it turned into a gurgly kind of moan as I fell to my knees and buried my face at her groin. Some time later gentle hands loosened her grip in my hair and moved us inside. I was weakly gasping against Jules while Brenda was petting Nicole's head on her shoulders. Sara watched us with a big smile on her cherubic face. "Don't pass out yet, my love." Jules nibbled along my ears, "Are you ready for your present?" I could only blink my eyes and gurgle sagely. Sara stepped aside, and time stopped. "Amanda!" I croaked out after an eternity. I reached her in one large step and held her. She smelled of spring and new mown hay and is the elixir of life itself. We held and shuddered against each other. I looked at her and stroked her hair. I touched her face, her lips, not daring to believe my eyes. Smiling, she reached up to kiss me and the world faded away. A long time later, she was curled up on me on the leather sofa and she'd just finished showing me the bandaid that covered the wire-thin implant on her arm. "So, a while back Mom had asked Mme Petitcoeur to help me with French, and then out of the blue, I get a call from her inviting me to go on a trip to the Museum of Natural Sciences. I told her no... Why drive for 6 hours when all I wanted to do was to stay home and wait for your email, right? And then she sort of mentioned that it's just blocks away from the wrestling championship, and so here I am!" She hugged me. "I was scared SHITLESS but the girls and Nicole were so sweet. They told me how you felt about me..." She looked at me and then she did her kissing trick on me and I was incapacitated for a long time. "James Mitchell, I love you so much." "I love you, my Mandie Chip..." We kissed and touched some more. "They're waiting for us at the pool... Dinner's at 7 sharp." We went outside and all the horseplay and giggling stopped and everybody looked at us. "See, I told you they'd behave!" Sara said. "He's still got his clothes on!" "But his pants are all stretched out of shape." Brenda. "Betcha he's stained his underwear already." Jules. "No staying power..." Nicole shook her head sadly. Amanda hugged me fondly, "They're just envious. I told them I MUST have you tonight because I'm the youngest here - and the only virgin." With that she eeled out of her toga and plunged in, splashing them all. I allowed myself a leisurely fifteen minutes to savor the display of tantalizing female flesh before I wagged my finger at Jules. "Me?" All bright eyed and innocent. And wet. And naked. "I can't do anything with you - I promised Amanda." She spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders. They all snickered as my eyes followed the bouncing boobs. "You know I'm only after you for your brains." = = = = = We had made almost half a million dollars with our investments yesterday. We reinvested it all, with Jules gentle rocking herself on my leg - it worked last time so we were reluctant to change, in case it brought bad luck. Along with her small climax, Jules also added 4 new stocks that she'd investigated and showed potential. We went back outside to tell Nicole we blew all her money again. She shrugged and my tongue fell out. In my stupor I didn't even notice them stripping me until Jules and Nicole tossed me in. Sara and Amanda were standing in the shallow end, clutching and whispering, gesturing wildly. Then they'd look at me, blush and go back to their animated conversation. "Sara's telling Amanda about her first time - since they're both so tiny." Nicole explained as she backed on to me in the pool and wrapped my arms around her waist. "And Amanda's teaching Sara about blow jobs. We hear she's something of a prodigy in that department." Brenda added as she slipped behind me and reached down to verify if it were true. She had to look a long time since at that precise moment it was hiding halfway inside Nicole. Jules came up and latched on to Nicole. The two got into this really intense and blood boiling kiss that I could feel all the way down in my cock. After the kiss finally ended and they got their breaths back, Jules, all dimples and sparkles said, "Nicole and I, we are nuzzling our cunts tonight." Nicole leaned back and kissed me, flicking her tongue on me. Suddenly I was ALL the way inside her. "DON'T move!" She warned, "So. all the girls go on about 'nuzzling her cunt' this and 'nuzzling her cunt' that; all I can say is that it had better be good." She smiled fondly up at me, patting my cheek, "After all, the stud here can barely keep up with me." In a stage whisper she added, "No staying power. Ugh!" I pushed into her and she started shaking. I added a finger on her clit and she reached her arms around my neck, arched back and lapped me again. "Oh god, I love it when you get mad! Sorry girls, I take back everything I said about him." Jules took the chance to start gumming the proffered nipples as I stroked a hard clit and made slow strokes in her. "Oh, oh god, oh god, ahhh... You can nuzzle my cunt anytime. Ahhh-hhhh.." She fell bonelessly on to Jules who took the opportunity to thoroughly molest her, Brenda abandoned me as well, sensing easy prey. Sara by now was floating limply in the shallow end, being treated to the sublime kissing experience that only Amanda could provide. They looked to the world like she was getting mouth to mouth, unless one noticed the stiffness of her lovely boobs and that Amanda was shamelessly massaging them. I was left in the cold. Again. Grouchily I went to sun myself. Soon after that, Sara and Amanda came up and gave me a light double kiss as they went inside to prepare dinner and, undoubtedly, to continue their "conversation". = = = = = Dinner was a remarkable affair. The girls made a big roast with potatoes and salad and it was thoroughly enjoyed to flickering candlelight. For dessert we had Cherry Cheesecake, "to celebrate my soon-to-be-remedied condition," Amanda added, looking steadily at me. Dinner was cleared away and left for the cleaners who would be coming the next day, saving us the ignominy to try and get the dishwasher to cooperate. I was hustled to the guestroom, kissed, and was told to get ready. I shaved, showered, sweated and showered again. = = = = = The lights dimmed and she stood there, shrouded in misty white, the little elfin figure who had captivated my senses and touched the chord in my heart. She came up to me, a dreamy smile on her face, but her eyes shone. "I am the sacrificial virgin..." She announced quietly, proudly. My breath roared in my ears, my blood boiled in anticipation. Slowly she shrugged off her gown and, naked, she sank to her knees and clasped my ankles. "I give you my heart, my soul, my body and all that is dear to me, as befits a Hero..." I found I was shaking. I helped her up and kissed her brow, submersing in the fragrance of her embrace. I held her, not wishing to ever release her, needing to know she would forever be a physical part of me. Music played in the room, a cello piece, unlike any I've heard before, its plaintive, lyrical notes resonating in my soul. "This is music I have chosen," She whispered, "For the night I share the gift of my virginity..." She looked up at me, I could not breathe, I could not see, anymore. The sweet music rang inside my head as she led me to the canopied bed. I laid her on the satin sheets, basking in the heat of her body, my fingers and my mouth tasting the soft brow, the blue eyes that could pierce my soul; the aquiline nose, the mouth that laughed and shared pleasure with me; the proud breasts that enticed and challenged, the nipples that cried out for succor; the slim torso, so lithe and beguiling, and the long coltish legs with the small, sweet opening at their junction. I tasted her zealously, this enchanting faerie of mine, as I strove to join the essence of her being to mine. I touched, I teased, I caressed and I drove her to the limits of her senses, then I pushed her beyond. She shook and cried in her pleasure, until her voice became strained and hoarse. I worked tirelessly to excite her until she is too exhausted to respond. She laid there, spent, a sheen of sweat coated her lissome body. I held her, so small and fragile in my embrace. "Rest, my precious one, there will be many more nights like this. It can wait." I whispered, "For you will always be my Mandie Chip." She looked at me and she gripped me, sudden fierce determination lining her face, "James Mitchell, if you care anything for me," she angrily wiped a tear from her eye, "Tonight, now, you will take me and make me yours." And so, very gently, oh so very gently, to the haunting strains of Amanda's Song - I made her mine. ================ Author's notes on Amanda's Song. Second Movement, Adagio ma non troppo, from Concerto for Cello in B-Minor. Opus 104 by Antonin Dvorak Written just prior to his death and Dvorak's only complete Cello Concerto, this piece is undeniably one of the most poignant among all written music. Dedicated to Dvorak's childhood sweetheart, this touching movement lyrically portrays the meeting of two lonely wanderers in a sensuous lullaby, full of yearning and seduction. They join in a sometimes tempestuous dance that realizes a harmonious sum far greater than its individual components. ============= (C) Copyright 2001. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Send all comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net