JZL11_10L: You Can See Clouds In Heaven

Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you aren't old
enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2003.  Please don't distribute
in an altered form, or with any charges for acquisition.

Eleven, I get to actually experience this thing called sex. - by Jeff Zephyr
(jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000-2003.


JZL is my life story series.  You can find out more about the entire series at
/~jeffzephyr/jzlstories.html, and more of year 11 at
/~jeffzephyr/jzleleven.html.  This episode is at
/~jeffzephyr/JZL11_10_Sitting_in_a_Tree_FUCKING.html.
     




JZL11_10: Sitting in a Tree on Saturday: F U C K I N G!
 (mf mff ff oral rom) by Jeff Zephyr

Coding note: The participants in this story are age twelve, or almost twelve.  If I
was going to tell a fictional story of young love, I'd advance them to age thirteen. 
Why?  Because that makes them teenagers, not preteens, so they get to use the m
and f codes.  But we were slightly precocious, doing things maybe a year or so
ahead of "schedule."  Yet I think that our interaction was much like that of
teenagers, not little kids.  Real people develop at different speeds, and some of
them mature early.

JZL11_10 Sitting in a Tree on Saturday is a very long "chapter" in my life story. 
It only covers one day, but it is a very eventful day for us, with a wide range of
activities.

Sherry and Jeff...... Sitting in a Tree.  F U C K I N G!  (on Saturday)

JZL11_10J-Q: Whatever happened after your honeymoon? .... the stuff after our
nap...

- 10L -

JZL11_10L: You Can See Clouds In Heaven

     
The sky was pretty, some clouds in it, mostly sunny.  We'd looked at clouds
before, and I don't know why I was paying so much attention to them but it
seemed important.  Maybe not to look at them, but to think a little and regroup. 
I'd never had any sexual experience like today's.  We'd have more in the future,
do things like making love outdoors in a tree whenever we wanted when we grew
up.  Well, more grown up than we were.

But this was our first day together where we knew we'd grow up and stay
together.  It was our first day spent making love together, the three of us. 
Maureen and Sherry got this all the time, being able to sleep together as girls can.

Maureen distracted me by licking down my chest to my navel, swirling her tongue
inside there.  It tickled, but it only made me giggle, because her chest was pressed
against my dick, and that felt very good.

All this time, Sherry was licking and cleaning up Maureen's pussy.  I didn't think
there was more to clean now, but Sherry wasn't slacking off down there.  She was
on her back, face under Maureen's pussy, and I could see one arm reaching in
there as well.  The other hand, well...  I wished I could see it.  It was off between
Sherry's own legs, and from the movement I guessed that she was touching
herself.

I felt kind of left out.  Maureen was kissing and licking me, and I loved it, but I
couldn't reach her body to give her pleasure.  Sherry was doing a nice number on
Maureen, and she could touch herself too.

This didn't last long, because Maureen kept kissing her way down to my dick, then
licked it all around.  She grabbed it with her hands, and rolled and squeezed while
she sucked the tip.  Then, down she went, bobbing her head.  She looked at me,
and I watched her.

"You look so pretty doing that," I said.  It felt really good now, but watching it
made it even better.   Maureen had wiggled her way all the way down between my
legs, and I could see her bare butt up in the air above Sherry's head.  Even though
I couldn't see what Sherry was doing to her, watching her face let me know that
Sherry's actions were really getting her hot.

Maureen didn't exactly answer, just mumbled an "uh huh" sort of thing, not letting
me go.  She was sucking on me pretty hard.  Down my dick, licking my balls a bit,
licking all around.

"You're a little messy down her," she said when she took a break to breathe.  "It is
partly me and partly you.  I like it."

"A little bit me, a little bit you..." I sang.  We laughed, I don't know if it was
because it was funny, or because we were just happy doing this together.  


She went back to licking and sucking, and we three stayed like this for quite some
time.

No talking either.  I could have, but I had a hard time thinking of anything while
Maureen worked on my sensitive places.  It wasn't like the little "blow job"
pictures I'd seen, where the woman just had the guy's dick in her mouth.  Maureen
was eating me up, licking on me, sucking me inside, then just kissing and licking all
over.  Up my belly, down my legs, catching my balls over and over - which were
really touchy now, all tight and I really liked how that felt - and she had her hand
on my dick, stroking it, still wet from her kisses, when she wasn't licking or
sucking on it.

I tried to watch her doing this, but it was too intense.  I needed to do something,
and a part of me just wanted to shoot come, and finish it.  I was close to that, but
Maureen just wasn't doing it right to make that happen.  She was just making me
feel great.

I couldn't complain about that.  We had the rest of the day to play, and I loved
making love with my girlfriends.  My fiancees, now, I guess.  I don't know if I was
thinking ahead that far, but I knew that I wanted to be with them forever.

Sometimes, Maureen would pause in her sucking and licking, and I would open my
eyes, usually finding hers closed in pleasure.  It was really good, and very cool, to
make love like this.  Maureen was in the middle, pleasing me to no end while her
own pussy was devoured by our girlfriend Sherry.  I could lay back and try to just
relax, but I enjoyed watching Maureen.

Not just how she was touching me, though that was terrific.  I'd never seen a porn
movie, and the pictures I'd seen didn't hold a candle to this real life view.  But
knowing that she was feeling much as I was as she did things to me made it very
special.

Sherry was touching herself, and even though I couldn't see it, I felt a burst of
freedom knowing she was doing it.  We'd talked about masturbation being OK,
but knowing that she was doing it with us made it OK in more than just words. 
Like my experience with Eileen - a girl letting me know that it was OK to touch
myself cleared things up.

Have you ever heard things like "You'll go blind if you do that," or "Hair will
grow on your palms"?  I knew those weren't true, but discovering that my friends
- my girl friends - knew that and were OK with it made it special.

I knew that when I was home again, I'd jack off thinking about this day.  Maybe,
I'd do it for the rest of my life, unable to think of this moment without wanting to
touch myself.

I lay back, eyes closed, and just reveled in the situation.  Making love felt so
wonderful, and though I apparently had no qualms about putting my mouth "down
there," neither did my girlfriends.  Another one of the odd bits from my sex
"research" reading, the idea that there were people who wouldn't do this for their
lover.  I was ever so glad that we weren't that sort.

I opened my eyes to look at the girls again.  But I was facing up, and the cloudy
sky was especially pretty, so I just watched it.  I never knew that clouds were sexy,
but between the light breeze and sun on my body and Maureen's attentions on my
dick, it was as if the sky was making love to me.  I loved being naked outside, but
making love naked outside was even better.  I figured that we'd do this for the rest
of our lives, never forgetting how good it could be out here.

We'd never made love indoors, not yet.  I wanted to do that, because Sherry had
Maureen in her bed all the time, or vice versa.  I didn't know if it would be better. 
It wasn't even the idea of it being inside, but that someday we'd be free to do this
wherever we lived, no worries about parents or others getting in the way.

I had no idea that I was actually able to get distracted from sex by my own
thoughts.  I wasn't ignoring what was going on, but the sex seemed part of a
bigger world.  Like I felt that I was, more than just me lying on a blanket, in a tree,
just me anymore.  Us three were more than that, and Annie too.

Thinking about Annie was the magic trigger. She'd do to me what Maureen was
doing.  I was happy with how Maureen did things, and Sherry too.  But Annie did
it to enjoy herself as much as to please me.  Maybe even more than that, if her idea
of feeling what she did to me herself was real.

I shot come right into Maureen's mouth.  She had my dick inside it pretty far,
holding it as she licked hard, and it pretty much all stayed right inside.  As I came,
too late to warn her, I still said, "I'm coming!"

She sucked the life right out of me.  If I believed in heaven, I would have said I'd
arrived.  As it was, I had just enough energy to count my orgasms today - three
this morning, one right before this while fucking Maureen, and now this big one.

Why it was so big and intense I'm not sure.  But Maureen didn't let me go, didn't
let up the pressure of her mouth on my dick, the whole time I came.  She didn't
stop even after my spurts subsided.  Ordinarily, I'd feel too sensitive there to take
much more, but this time each swirl of her tongue, each kiss of her lips, was like a
whole new orgasm.  

She sucked and licked me clean, letting me lay on my back, panting, not talking.  I
didn't say anything when she was done either.  I don't know if she'd ever done
something similar with Sherry, but somehow she knew that I wasn't ready to talk.

Or move.

Or even open my eyes.

I needed this break.  I didn't want to disappoint the girls, but I'd never felt
anything so intense.  Well, not as an orgasm anyway.  I'd enjoyed every one I had
in my entire life, but this one was extra special.  Maybe it was just from doing so
much sex for so long.  At home I never had so long to myself to masturbate,
though maybe at night I'd done it.  But it wasn't quite the same thing.

Maureen was leaving my dick alone, but hadn't moved away yet.  I could feel her
breath there, warming me.  I figured that Sherry was still underneath her, and that
gave me an idea.

"You two go on without me," I said.

It seemed obvious to me that with three of us, if one was out of it the other two
could go on.  They probably could have roused me easily enough.  Part of me
wanted to do that too.

But I mostly wanted to enjoy this sensation.  It was like being high on sex, or
maybe drunk, or both.  I'd never been high, but I had an idea what it was like.  It
wasn't quite like being drunk, but I'd never been really smashed yet either.  I felt
totally at peace, totally happy, and totally loved.  I did wonder if the girls ever felt
like this together, but didn't have the energy to ask.

"Are you sure?" Maureen asked.  She was talking quietly, and that made me feel
great too.  I knew that tone.  She was very happy too, and Sherry was helping
make her close to orgasm too.

"Uh huh..."  I said, letting it flow out like a song, fading away.  I let myself go into
that dreamy bliss I was feeling.



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