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   James Part V.  The Lake.

   Chapter 25

   I came out of my Math test and Brenda was waiting for me.  "I'm sorry, I
know you have to pick Amanda up but can we talk a bit?" Amanda's classes
were finishing at noon today and she was expecting me to pick her up.

   "Sure, Bren." I left Sara a note and took us to the car - Brenda looked
ready to cry.  We got in and I gave her a hug.

   She clung to me, shaking.  "James, I'm so afraid.  I'll die if I don't
have you!"

   "Don't worry Bren, I'll always be around for you!" I started the car and
drove to the small park.

   "You mean after yesterday you'll still want me?"

   "Yes, Bren, and so will everyone else.  What you're feeling is just the
uncertainties of opening yourself up and trusting someone with your inner
feelings."

   After we parked, I turned to her and stroked her face and she leaned
into me.  "Do you know what just happened?" She looked at me, "Not too long
ago, if I did this," I held my hand up to her face, "You would have stopped
me or turned away.  But because you trust me, you welcomed my hand - you
KNOW I only want to make you feel good." She blinked her understanding.

   "I really want to make you feel good, too, but I'm scared I'll do the
wrong thing." She took a shuddering breath, "I don't think I can handle
your rejection..."

   "I'll never reject you, Bren.  I love you." She looked at me, tears in
her eyes.  I kissed her lightly, "When you can, watch Sara and Amanda,
they're marvelous at it - everything they do is for the other person's
pleasure.  They give everything of themselves, all of it and all of the
time."

   "Here, let's try this.  Close your eyes and try not to think of
anything. Ready?" She nodded.

   I placed my hands on her face and stroked her cheeks, softly.  Her hands
twitched but she kept them on her lap.  She licked her lips and started
shivering.  I ran my thumb across her lips and she took a shuddering
breath.

   "Tell me how you feel..." I whispered.

   "I-I feel warm...  full.  Like you're all around me, surrounding me...
Secure, safe." She opened her eyes, "James, I want you!" She moaned.

   "Don't rush it, let it build...  Now you do me..." I closed my eyes as
she placed her hands on my face.  Slowly she caressed me and I soaked up
her touch.  I was panting when she ran her fingers along my lips.  She
moaned when I licked it.

   I looked at her, her face was flushed, beads of sweat stood out along
her brow and her nipples and breasts stuck wetly to her blouse.

   "I'm about to come..." She whispered, rocking herself on the car seat.
She leaned forward and kissed me, quivering as our lips touched, gently. 
She moaned as I ran my tongue along her lips and she met me part way with
hers.  Her nails dug into my shoulders as she shook and moaned her release
for long minutes.

   She collapsed on me, hands clutched to mine as she caught her breath.

   "That was amazing!  I've never felt this way before!"

   "That's because when you're giving pleasure, you have to sense what the
other person is feeling.  That means you'll feel the same pleasure as
well..." She leaned her head on me and caressed my chest lightly.

   "James, I feel warm and satisfied, but I know we haven't done anything
but touch, briefly.  We haven't done any of the things I longed to do with
you - yet they don't seem to matter..."

   "Bren, that's because love is more permanent than lust.  Fucking
provides pleasure for a little while, but sharing love fills you and stays
with you."

   "I think I see what you mean." Brenda was quiet the rest of the way back
to school.

   "Is everything OK?" Sara looked at us, concerned.

   "Mmm-Hmmm," Brenda said dreamily, "I learned something today." She got
out and hugged Sara and kissed her lightly, "I learned that love has to be
given.  So from now on, I will try and give love..." She caressed Sara's
face, and took her in the back, "Will you allow me to give you love, my
lovely Sara?"

   The trip was filled with happy moans from the back and we drove up the
imposing school buildings just as the girls finished straightening out
their clothing.

   Amanda was waiting for us, "Hi guys!  I'm glad you're all here!  Sherri
and I need help clearing our lockers."

   She took us into a side building and down spotless corridors bursting
with little girls.  I could see why she needed help, the lockers they had
were the size of small rooms and Amanda's was packed with books.

   "I've had this locker for 4 years but next term we're going into upper
school which is a different building." She explained as she turned me
about. "James, go help Sherri."

   Sherri was standing in her little green skirt and white shirt, looking
anxious and gorgeous.  I started to say 'Hi' but she took my hand and
pulled me around the corner.

   She held both my hands, "James, I've thought over what you said and what
it means." She took a trembling breath, "I want to give you my heart, my
soul, my body and everything I hold dear." She looked at me with unblinking
eyes.

   I looked at her and slowly kissed her hands and held them to my pounding
heart, "With everything _I_ hold dear, I accept you and your offer, my
lovely Sherri." She smiled and her big soft eyes misted.

   "I'm glad I promised Amanda to tell you as soon as I saw you - otherwise
I don't think I would have the nerve later!" She tipped her head up and
closed her eyes and I lightly touched her lips with mine.

   "Ahem," Amanda and the girls were standing there, smiling.  "This is a
public area, you know?" She went and kissed Sherri on the cheek, "James,
you're taking Sherri out today - but have her home by ten.  And what kind
of crummy boyfriend are you?  You didn't even introduce Sherri to her new
sisters!"

   I made the necessary introductions and the girls waltzed off, chattering
and leaving me with the contents of the lockers.

   Sherri's locker had more junk and almost as many books as Amanda's and
the car could barely fit it in.  So I took Sherri home with her baggage
while the girls finished moving Amanda's books up.

   It took a few trips to the car before I could get all of Sherri's stuff
in her room, which took up almost half the floor space.

   "James..." Sherri came out from her bathroom and I stared.  She had
obviously just taken a shower and was gloriously naked.  She sat me on her
bed and knelt to undo my pants.

   "This is the SECOND thing I promised Amanda I'd do." She pulled my cock
out and shucked it in her hand, then leaned and carefully fit me inside her
hot wet mouth, friction from her tightly pursed lips making me cry out in
pleasure.  I became fully hard and she could only take a third of me but
her hands took up the slack delightfully.

   Her soft lips were in a perfect "O" and her eyes were closed in
concentration.  I could feel her tongue lashing the tip and her spit
running down the stalk onto her hands as she worked to give me pleasure. 
My eyes closed as her wet touch sent me in a spinning ride of passion.

   With a hoarse cry, I flexed and spurted a dizzying blast, followed by
five or six ball-tingling jolts of intense pleasure.  With a sigh, I fell
back on the bed as she knelt and delicately sucked and swallowed.

   Finally she lifted her mouth off me, "James, are you finished?  Can I go
to the bathroom?" Voicelessly I twitched my hand and she ran off.

   I was still twitching weakly when Sherri came back and nestled up
against me.  "James, I'm sorry it wasn't very good for you.  I'll do
better, I promise!" I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about -
she could not possible have felt there was anything lacking from the
blowjob she just devastated me with.  I stroked her fragrant hair and
thought loving thoughts.

   "James...  If you want, we can do it again.  Do you want me to try
again?" Without waiting for an answer, she reached for me and, when her
hands did not produce the desired effect immediately, started rubbing me on
her smooth soft titties.  I watched in awe, most impressed with the
completeness of Amanda's training.

   That soon produced the desired effect on me and she slid me back into
her mouth.  It was much too soon for me to come again but when I tried to
move her head off me, she just sucked harder and all the strength drained
out of my arms.  Before long I was pulling on her instead of pushing.

   Her mouth, lips, tongue and hands worked in inspired harmony as waves of
heartstopping pleasure swept through me, making me whine pitifully.  She
looked up, eyes glowing, mouth poised agonizingly at the tip of my cock,
batted her lashes once and plunged down, sending me into a whirlpool of
chokingly sweet agony, bolts of technicolor flashes blinding me as she
forced another batch of semen burning out from me.  She swallowed it and
continued to milk and suck me.

   My insides felt as if it was being vacuumed out, "Sher, stop please. 
Let's wait till later, ahhh!" She let me pop out of her mouth.  "Ah, the
girls are waiting for us!"

   "Oh yeah, OK!" After a parting kiss she jumped up and pulled on a puffy
white top and a white knee-length skirt.  And nothing else.

   She modeled it for me, "Amanda picked it out.  She called it my 'Ravish
Me' outfit.  Like it?"

   I growled deep in my throat and, despite my emaciated condition,
stumbled to my feet and lurched at her.  She shivered as I enfolded her in
a kiss.  The outfit was a lecher's dream as it offered no obstacle to my
roaming hands.  I pulled her onto her bed and stroked her breasts to
stiffness and fingered her to climax before I released her.

   She fetched a cloth and tenderly wiped me before tucking me back in my
pants and, taking my hand, led me to the car.

   = = = = =

   Amanda was not pleased with our tardiness.  "Took your time didn't you?"
Amanda grumbled, "How long does a blowjob take anyways?"

   "I couldn't swallow it all the first time, so I had to do it again..."
Sherri said apologetically.  The girls were suitable impressed.

   "Wow, you made him come twice in your mouth?"

   "Well, kinda, and then he did me..."

   "You mean he..."

   "No, just with his hands."

   "Oh, OK, then.  You won't let me down, Sher?  My reputation's on the
line here..."

   "No, Mandie, I'll do you proud.  Next time I'll be better." I shuddered
with that foreboding thought.

   We crammed Amanda's junk in the car and that left us little room to sit.

   "James said I have to learn to give love and you have to teach me!"
Declared Brenda as she pulled Amanda on top of her in the back.

   I had Sara sit up front with Sherri to protect them from the maniacs who
by now were grunting on each other in abandon.  Sherri sat on Sara's lap
and stared in rapt fascination, with the occasional "Oh my god!" in
appreciation of their skill and perversity.

   "Sherri, those two in the back have serious social problems.  You should
never try any of the things they are doing!" Sara warned her young friend.
"At least not without my supervision...  And...  Oh my!  Your lovely
boobies are all hard!" and dropped her lips on them.

   They had to call a break when we arrived to unload the contents of
Amanda's locker in her room.  It was good she would be away the week as
there was no room to walk on, let alone to sleep in.  Sara helped Amanda
carry her changes of clothing for the cottage out to the car.

   Brenda cornered me at the door, "James..." She ran her hand on my chest
and rubbed her body on me, "Can I practice giving love with Sherri?  She's
the only one here that I haven't given love to..."

   I held her, if only to stop her distractingly arousing squirming, "Take
it easy, Bren, Sherri will be with us a long, long time.  Why don't you let
her be for the time being?"

   "But James, how can I improve if I can't practice with her?" She slipped
a hand in my pants and pulled me against her, "Unless you can spend time
with me..." She gently licked my neck and suddenly BOTH her hands were in
my pants.  She felt me twitch in her grasp and smiled.

   "James, let's start now.  You don't have to do anything except enjoy
it!" She leaned down and sure enough I started enjoying it.

   "My god, James, I know you told me you liked making out on the cold
floor by my front door, but I didn't think you were serious!" Amanda said
as she came in, followed by the others.

   "Ahhh, A-Amanda, ahhh!  I won't be long, ahhh!  Just helping Brenda
practice her giving love!  Ahhhhh..."

   "I don't know what part of the world you're from, but 'round here we
call it something else." She looked down at Brenda busily pumping her mouth
on me, "Are you two almost done?  I want to go to Nicole's and get some
food." then, as an afterthought, "And start some serious cunt-nuzzling!"

   Sherri watched intently as Brenda worked her love-giving deeply on me,
no doubt filing it away for future reference.

   Amanda hooked her arm on my neck and pulled my face to hers.  There was
no urgency in our kiss but when she slipped her little tongue in my mouth
the passion flared and, despite being completely drained by Sherri a short
while ago, I started shaking and clasped Brenda to me.

   For an instant, I was totally surrounded by the mind-numbing embrace of
her soft throat.  Then I sank into the burning maw beyond and my came
started pouring out, I ground myself against Brenda and I could feel her
moan and gag as I emptied myself in her, held up by Sara's gentle arms.

   Amanda drew back from our kiss and guiltily, I released my grip on
Brenda's curls.  She sat down on the floor, wheezing and coughing, a dazed
look on her face.

   Sherri bent down, concern on her face, "Brenda, are you OK?"

   "Hand," Brenda gasped, "Gimme your hand!" and shoved Sherri's hand
inside her panties, humping wildly as we watched Sherri's hand squirm
lewdly inside the fabric.  "Ohh, ohhh, so good, ohhh god, oh god,
Sheriiiiiiiiii!" She screamed in her throes, convulsing and humping against
her.

   = = = = =

   Nicole met us at Anton's for lunch, giving Sherri a warm hug to welcome
her officially to our family and added a promise of a proper welcome later.

   We ate our food as Amanda and Sara related our sordid adventures
earlier. I was busy working on the 20-oz Porterhouse and the 2 baked
potatoes they'd ordered for me, assuring me I would be expected to work it
off before long.

   Brenda had been very subdued and sighed whenever she looked at Sherri or
me.

   "Brenda's in love..." Amanda explained, "Except she couldn't decide with
whom!"

   "Bren," Nicole patted her hand, "I'll tell you a secret not too many
people know." Brenda looked at her, "There is no limit to the love you can
share or feel - you can love as many people as you like!  It doesn't run
out - in fact, the more you give, the more you'll have."

   "You mean I could be in love with all of you?"

   "Yes, just as we all love you!"

   Nicole gave Brenda a peck and stood, taking Sherri's hand, "Come my
sweet, we have an appointment to keep!"

   "Wait," Brenda stood, she took Nicole's hands, "Nicole, thank you for
everything...  I-I love you." and kissed her.

   Nicole blinked back sudden tears and whispered, "I love you, Brenda."

   By the time I finished my double dessert and the leftovers and drove
back up the hill, Nicole had already returned with Sherri, with a thin
implant neatly band-aid'd in her arm.

   The good news was that I was allowed an abbreviated workout since I had,
according to general consensus, already 'performed above and beyond'.

   I had finished my shower and was being prepared for my date with Sherri
when squealing tires and a cloud of dust announced Celeste and Jules.

   Once inside, they greeted Sherri warmly, then Celeste ran up and took
Amanda in her arms.  "Oh, my poor Amanda, you are safe.  Thank god you're
OK!" She kissed her, "We're sorry we failed you..."

   Jules added her caresses, "Yes, we had no chance to stop the disgusting,
depraved things the brute must have inflicted on you!  We tried, Amanda, we
were willing to sacrifice our virtue once again to protect you from his
animalistic demands!"

   Amanda's eyes twinkled with understanding.  "Oh girls, it was that and
worse!  Much worse!" She hugged Jules tightly, "I could not fight him, he
was so strong!  And so ruthless!  He used me, Jules, he USED me!"

   My breath caught and I started panting as vivid images of a wetly naked
Amanda writhing under me flooded through my mind.  That must have been a
popular theme judging from the sudden storm of heavy breathing around me.

   In true tragic heroine form, Amanda flung her hair back, "How was I to
know?  He was so cunning!" She steered them to the sofa and nestled between
them, we followed closely, not wanting to miss any of the unfolding drama.

   "Celeste, he held my hand, oh so gently, so sweetly." Amanda bemoaned,
"He kissed me..." She nibbled Celeste down her jaw and around to her lips.

   Celeste sighed dreamily as Amanda turned to Jules, "You know that
feeling?  That sweet longing feeling of his kisses?" Her light brush on
Jules' lips soon became heated and demanding.  Amanda slipped her hand over
JulieAnn's breast, worrying the nipple to fullness as she licked her lips,
"Then the evil ruffian started fondling me..."

   "Oh, the animal!" Celeste stroked Amanda, "Did he do this?" She undid
some buttons and slipped her hand in.  "Or this?"

   "Oh, yes!" Amanda cried, "I couldn't stop him, he was too good.  He did
this!" And forced her hand under Celeste's dress.  Jules was licking
Amanda's neck hungrily and frantically unbuttoning her shirt.

   "Ohhhh, yessss." Amanda moaned.  "Ahhh, wait, girls, wait..." She
carefully removed the limbs eeling over her body and turned to me.  "You
still here?  Don't you have better things to do with your girlfriend than
to eavesdrop in on our conversation?"

   My boner evaporated, but just as quickly returned when she pulled me
down in a wet kiss, "Enjoy your present, my sweetheart!" She turned back to
the girls, "Oh, I have been most grievously wronged!  Oh, console me!" and
melted onto the girls as I hurried out with Sherri.

   Nicole patted my butt and said, "Don't worry, I have a photographic
memory and I'll give you a complete recap.  With instant replays!"

   I kissed Sara and Brenda goodbye - they were busy Saturday and will go
up to the Eyrie on Sunday with Nicole.

   We were unceremoniously ushered outside and the door firmly closed on
us, just as Jules was moaning, "Oh god...  guys, you've got to see this, oh
the sick, sick beast!" I had to closed my gaping mouth with an effort.

   Sherri was looking at me with her big soft eyes and biting her lips.  I
took her hands and she leaned into my embrace, shivering and moaning
softly.

   "James, I don't know what's happening to me!  I'm cold and sweaty;
scared and excited all at the same time!"

   "I feel the same way too - it's the performance the girls were putting
on inside." I leaned in her ear and whispered, "It's called being horny."

   "Oh..." She thought about it, "I guess so, it does feel like, y'know,
earlier?" She squeezed my hand, "When I was...  um, doing the sucking
thing..." She sighed.

   = = = = =

   I had decided to take Sherri out to the Coast.  At the top of the hills
I turned off and parked at the scenic lookout.

   I held her from behind and enjoyed her intoxicating, youthful fragrance
as she relaxed on me.  We stood silently and watched the gulls dance in the
fresh breeze as sailboats carved gracefully in the blue waters.

   "James," She said, in her soft voice, "Are we going to do it tonight?"

   "You mean sex?"

   "Yes, are we?"

   "No, I want it to be special.  So we'll need more time, at least
overnight."

   "James, I don't mind - if you want to, or the other thing.  I just want
to be with you..." She leaned her head back.

   "It's better when we have time.  Let's wait for a bit."

   "You're so sweet.  No wonder Amanda says you're the best."

   "I want you to feel completely relaxed with me.  The hardest part of a
relationship is getting over the fumbling part..."

   "I've never been on a date...  Not a real date, with a boy I mean."

   "That's why we should take it slow, because it's a very special
experience."

   "But I'm enjoying myself already!"

   "And we have Amanda to thank, she's made you feel at ease with me. 
Imagine if I came out of nowhere and asked you for a date, would you go?"

   "N-no, I suppose.  But it's not because of you, it's because I don't
know you!"

   "Exactly.  Now, even if you said 'Yes' and we went out, would you feel
comfortable?"

   "N-no...  But again, that's because I don't know who you are!"

   "Right, that's the fumbling I was talking about.  But suppose we'd dated
for a while, and we talked, and held hands, and maybe even kissed a bit. 
How would you feel then?"

   "Oh, then I'd KNOW I love you!"

   "So let's start from there - you can do anything you want with me, or we
can try things with each other - because we trust and love each other... 
right?"

   She thought a bit, "I guess, but I don't know what to do.  All I know is
the...  the sucking thing..."

   "No, nothing like that.  I mean, simple things like holding hands,
hugging, stuff like that.  You can also try things you've only read or
dreamed about, sort of like living out your favorite movies or story."

   "Like the Princess Bride?  Or..." She paused, then dreamily, "That first
time?  I couldn't sleep, even after Mandie explained everything to me.  I
couldn't stop thinking about you." She squeezed my arms against her
breasts. "And 'I both wished and feared to see him this sleepless night.  I
wanted to hear his voice again, yet feared to meet his eye.' That was Jane
Eyre and that was me, I was dying for you, you don't know how much.  And
now you're holding me, loving me - so this is already like a beautiful
story for me!" She turned around and we kissed, softly.

   After that, we drove down to the ocean.  We took our shoes off and hand
in hand, we wandered the shoreline.  She picked up shells and pretty stones
and I rescued her from imaginary pirates.  We chased seagulls and danced in
the foam and I showed her how to skip rocks on the waves.  We laughed and
made sand castles and splashed each other.  And we learned to love each
other.

   Our clothes were soaked and hers had became virtually transparent so we
cuddled in the car after we dried ourselves with a towel.

   She leaned in my embrace, her body relaxed and open, nipples hard from
the chill and my touches.  I turned her face and kissed her.  "Sherri, you
are so beautiful."

   She smiled up at me, "Thank you.  I want to be beautiful.  For you."

   A sudden inspiration allowed me to quote, "Tell me, now, fairy as you
are, - can't you make me a handsome man?" I resolved again to thank Mrs
Cipola - this time for making me read Jane Eyre and remember the line.

   Sherri laughed happily and her hand lingered on my face.  "Oh, you are
no less handsome as I am beautiful - a loving eye is all the charm needed."
She brought our lips close and touched mine softly.

   Afterwards we ate hotdogs and fries and made another mess when we shared
an ice cream cone.  We spent a long time licking and kissing the sticky
sweetness off our faces and continued long after it was all gone.  Finally,
our lips touched and she moaned.  She was soft and yielding, stroking my
hair and shivering as she tasted my tongue.  I held her and let our
caresses speak for us.

   She laid over my lap and touched my face, a glorious smile on her face,
her eyes half closed, "What I want most is to spend the night with you...
And have you kiss me all over...  And you tell me I belong to you...  And
we'll make love...  And it'll hurt..." She looked at me then, "And I want
it to hurt, because then I'll know you've taken all of me." She sighed and
kissed my stomach, nestling her head on me as I grew hard.

   She looked up, gingerly putting her hand on my bulge.  "James, do you
want me to...?"

   "Do the sucking thing?" She smiled and blinked at me.

   "I'm already ridiculously happy being with you.  We could certainly wait
until we're somewhere that is more private."

   "But Amanda says it made her boobies grow."

   "Your boobies will grow whether you do it or not.  Trust me."

   "I hope so...  I know they're too small for you."

   "That's not true, your breasts are perfect.

   "You're sweet, but I know they're small.  You don't even want to touch
them!"

   "That's not true."

   "Oh?  When was the last time you..." Hastily I covered them with my
hand. "...touched them on the inside?"

   I slipped my hand in over her smooth skin and she pushed her hard
nipples into my hand.  "Mmmmmm...  I never thought it could feel this good,
and naughty!" I covered us with the towel and stroked her lovely breasts
until her eyes closed, a smile on her beautiful face.

   I drove her home soon after, it was almost ten and she had to go away
with her folks in the morning.  But she had permission to go with Amanda up
to the Eyrie next week.  And stay overnight.



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