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THIS DOCUMENT IS A SEXUALLY GRAPHIC STORY ABOUT AN INTENSE SEXUAL,
EMOTIONAL AND INTELLECTUAL RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN A TEENAGE GIRL AND
A YOUNG BOY AND THE COURSE OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP OVER A PERIOD OF
10 YEARS. IT IS A DRAMATIZATION ABOUT REAL PEOPLE AND THEIR CON-
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THE ADVENTURES OF ME AND MARTHA JANE
by S.J.R.
sjr <73233.1411@CompuServe.COM>
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PART 12C:
Ronnie's eyes stayed on mine and glowed with anticipation as she lay
back and draped her arms around her head. I rolled to my other side and
tenderly kissed the hollow in her throat, a new place and a new pleasure
for me as my lips explored Ronnie's soft and pliable flesh. Then I
kissed her small, slender left shoulder and her arms came around my neck
and she offered her right shoulder to my mouth and I licked it and then
nipped at her long throat, and she bent her head back and stretched her
neck and breathed "ahhh" as I kissed her there, and then I licked and
nipped my way to her left breast and found that she was smaller than
Martha and I could take most of Ronnie's tit in my mouth and I did so,
and tongued the sloping underside and then licked and sucked her nipple.
It stiffened as I pinched it lightly between my lips and bothered it with
my tongue, and Ronnie twitched enjoyably and crooned "Yeah, that's the
way," and while I pleasured Ronnie's breasts Martha moved to kneel beside
her, and Ronnie said "Martha, this is really good," and Martha whispered
"Yeah?" and Ronnie looked down at my mouth on her nipple and whispered
"Yeah," and although I relished the newness and the unique feel of
Ronnie's hard dark nipple and her long, warm, slender arms that coiled
around my head and shoulders as she cradled me to her, I began to slowly
lick and kiss my way down her torso. She tensed a little and caught her
breath and then trembled as I kissed around and then below her navel.
Her hands moved to my shoulders, and she started breathing nervously, and
she whispered "Steven," and I continued licking downward and she said
again tremulously "Steven..." and Martha asked "What's wrong, honey?" and
Ronnie gulped and said "Nobody ever did this for me. God, George never
even warmed me up," and Martha said "Steven's being good to you, Ronnie.
Pleasing you pleases him." Ronnie gritted her teeth and gasped and
watched as I licked the silken curls above her mound, and I found that
her mild scent was like sage, and Ronnie gasped again and then relaxed a
little as I moved to kiss her inner thigh, and I ached inside with the
realization of how different and moist and clingy her skin was there, and
I inched my lips closer to her cunt and she tensed again and gripped my
shoulders and I raised my eyes to see her looking at me and her eyes were
wary and she gritted her teeth and breathed quickly, and I tentatively
licked along the edge of her slit and she stiffened and gasped with
surprise and smiled timidly, waiting, and I licked again and she gasped
again and her pelvis lifted, and I extended the tip of my tongue and
delved gently into her slit and gave her a long lick upward that ended
with a caress along the short length of her clit and she gasped, and her
eyes softened and she whispered hotly "Ah, that's nice!" and I began
making circles around her clit with my tongue and she smiled ecstatically
and sighed "oh, yes...oh, honey, yes," and she softly bit her lower lip
and arched languidly and irregularly under my mouth while I licked. I
stopped to cradle her clit on my tongue and clamped my lips together and
sucked and she gasped "Oh!" and then her thighs fell farther apart and
she tilted her pelvis up a little and offered her cunt more urgently to
my mouth, and she gritted her teeth and gasped and moaned shakily "Oh,
Martha it's so *good*," and Martha laid a hand softly on Ronnie's trem-
ling shoulder and I paused to suckle her clit again and Ronnie sighed a
quick, steamy "Ah," and her breathing and her voice grew tense and shaky
and her eyes found mine and she whispered "Steven..." and she gulped and
licked her lips nervously and said "The only person who ever made me cum
was me," and as I sucked, my eyes gazed past her tummy and past her heav-
ing breasts and into her pleading eyes, and she trembled and whispered
needfully, fearfully, "Don't leave me hangin', honey," and I winked at
her reassuringly and Martha told her softly "He won't," and Ronnie moved
one hand from my shoulder and her hand shook a little as she wiped sweat
from her upper lip and then she gripped my shoulders again with both
hands and whispered "Be good to me." I covered her cunt with my mouth
and flattened my tongue against her slit and my flattened tongue nudged
forward until her clit and portal were completely bared so that I could
lick her entire cunt from bottom to top, and my tongue found that she was
hot and salty and syrupy and the edges of my tongue felt the difference
between Martha's smooth, firm slit and Ronnie's tasty, fleshy, fuzzy one
and Ronnie moaned and hissed and said again through her teeth "Be good to
me," and my tongue stroked longingly and she gulped and her eyes closed
and her head drifted back and I could see only her arched throat and her
chin, and she softly cried "Be good to me..." and Martha stroked her
forehead, and Ronnie's thighs opened and the tendons pulsed as her hungry
cunt sought more of my tongue and her hands gripped my shoulders tighter
and I nudged my mouth closer to her, my upper lip finding the tip of her
small, slippery clit, and I nestled my lower lip against her clit's root,
and my tongue cradled the length of her clit and I tightened my lips and
sucked and Ronnie gasped and her throat made a helpless "uh!" sound, and
then I softly flicked my tongue up and down along her captured clit and
she groaned weakly and then she whimpered and her body went taut and she
moaned urgently "Faster...faster...no, slower, honey, a little slower..."
and then gasped "that's it! Oh that's it!" and she gulped hard and her
voice trailed off with a rapturous "Oh, god, that's it," and she quivered
as I sucked her clit and flicked my tongue with the speed she liked, and
her wetness dripped over my chin, and then for a long moment she held her
breath, and then she said loudly into the air, as if with sudden, ominous
comprehension, "Oh my god," and she tightened again and moaned hoarsely
with the same dread and powerlessness "It's gonna happen. Oh my god it's
gonna happen," and Martha smiled at her and said simply "Mm-hm," and
Ronnie's hips rose and her clit throbbed and I knew she was there, so I
sucked and flicked and her whole body jerked and she made a languished,
surprised "Oh" sound as her chin strained upward and her mouth fell open,
and she humped and jerked spasmodically several times and her nails dug
painfully into my shoulder and she softly cried a rhapsodically joyful
"Yes" and then "Yes" again and then a louder "Yes" and then her hands
gripped me so tightly that her arms trembled, and then after a long
moment a prolonged, violent tremor coursed through her, and finally she
jerked and slumped and her head raised and fell forward and she heaved a
loud "Oh!" and then she struggled to breathe, her grip on my shoulders
relaxing and her hips bobbing, and her cunt withdrew from me as her
climax waned. I knew her clit needed rest, so I held my tongue still
against her for a few seconds, feeling her clit flutter slightly, and
then I raised my head and saw she was a gasping, panting little girl with
her eyes shut tightly as she winced with exhaustion. I pulled myself up
and wiped my wet chin with my forearm and moved to cradle her against my
chest, and her head fell back against my shoulder and her body felt
willowy and limp and feverish against me, and I kissed her forehead and
eyelids and she raised her slim, soft arms that felt so good and friendly
on me and draped them over my neck and shoulders and rested her face
against my chest, and Martha moved to her other side and stroked her
shoulders, and Ronnie panted and smiled bashfully and wiped her shiny
brow and said "Whoo!" and said breathlessly "Now I know what I sound like
when I cum," and Martha smiled at me and whispered, "You were good to
her, Steven," and I held Ronnie, feeling strong and protective as she
nestled her delicate, heaving, tired body against mine. She closed her
eyes and swallowed hard and said "Steven, that was so good," and she
breathed deeply and asked "Did I sound like I was out of it?" I answered
"No, you sounded into it."
The small, candlelit room seemed untouched by time. The earth
stopped turning. As if in a dense, humid fog of sensuality, I slithered
across the floor and enfolded Martha in my arms, my sweet and needed
Martha, and we kissed longingly and she lay back on the floor and opened
her legs under me and grinned, her eyes simmering lazily, and she
whispered, "Lick me, hon. Don't wait. Lick me." I glided my mouth
down her body and felt my cock leave a smear of precum on her leg as I
slid lower and Martha whispered "I'm so close," and when my face was over
her mound I saw her fingers holding herself open and her voice dripped
with lust and she whispered "Lick me" again and my tongue found her
sweltering, slick, and ready, and she ground her clit against my tongue
and sighed a low, salacious, breathy "Ahhhh", and I laved her clit with
my tongue and glanced up to find her still grinning and she whispered
"Yes," and Ronnie, still a little breathless, crawled to us and lay on
her tummy and rested her hand on Martha's arm. When I sucked Martha's
clit her head fell back and her eyes closed and her lips mouthed the
words "So good," and by the hardness of her nub -- her hot and sensitive
jewel that was bigger than Ronnie's and was so easy to find and to grip
with my lips and that throbbed so strongly when Martha was close to
cumming -- I knew that Martha would be there soon and so I sucked more
lightly and moved my tongue in a wide circle that surrounded but bypassed
her clit, and Martha arched and moaned and I watched her long, elegant
neck tense, and Ronnie gazed into Martha's face lovingly and stroked
Martha's arm, and Martha's hand on Ronnie's shoulder began to tighten and
Ronnie took Martha's hand and held it and gave Martha's hand a little
kiss and stroked it, and Martha's hand grasped Ronnie's and Ronnie told
her, "Now I know what it feels like," and Martha said "I'm close...
Ronnie, I'm so close. He has me right on the edge. Oh, so close!" and
Ronnie glanced down at me, perplexed, and asked "God, Steven, how do you
do that?" and Martha whispered "He just knows," and Ronnie grinned at me
and said "Do me that way next time, Steven." My cock lurched at the
thought and I wondered how long I could keep my mouth and teeth and
tongue going, and Martha began saying more urgently "Almost there...
almost there," and Ronnie whispered to her "It must feel so good," and
Martha closed her eyes and stretched her neck and showed her teeth with a
happy grin and sighed "Oh, it does," and then she tensed and hissed "It's
so close" and then gushed loudly and excitedly "Now!" and she panted and
then stiffened and held her breath and my cock and my heart swelled with
gladness for Martha because I knew she could no longer resist, and I
nudged my tongue along the length of her yearning clit, stroking slowly,
and Martha jerked and Ronnie watched her intently and then Martha whim-
pered and her head rolled to the side toward Ronnie and then she made a
happy "Ah" sound as she arched and then stiffened more. Her clit seemed
inflamed under my tongue and her hand trembled on Ronnie's and Ronnie
whispered "yes" and watched Martha cum, and then Ronnie's eyes widened,
startled, as Martha's mouth fell open and Martha's whole body trembled
once, twice, and again, and Ronnie whispered "oh, honey, yes" and stroked
Martha's hand, and soon Martha gave a long, loud, sweet sigh and then a
low "mmmmm" as she relaxed and her climax ended, and her clit receded and
softened and her hips twitched once and she started breathing again, and
she looked down and stroked my hair while I cleaned her with my tongue
and Martha said "Nice. Ah, nice," and I removed my mouth and wiped my
jaw, and I rose, resting on my heels, and Martha rose and bent to me and
held my face and kissed me softly and Ronnie watched in awe as we kissed
and hugged. Martha kissed my neck and shoulders and held my face
tenderly and kissed me again.
Then Martha looked down and saw my half-wilted cock. She said, "My
goodness, what happened to him?" I was a little breathless after all my
work. I said "He's been holding back so long, I think he gave up," and
Ronnie said "Hey, we can't leave him hanging, can we? Pardon the pun,"
and Martha moved her legs out of the way and kneeled beside me and Ronnie
kneeled in front of me and gave my face and chest damp little kisses,
saying "I'd like to put in my two cents worth, sweetie. You sure had me
feeling good, too," and her lips moved down my chest and onto my tummy
and she lay down with her legs extending away from me and smooched my
navel and murmured "Look, he has just enough hair, in all the right
places," and Martha smiled at me and asked "Want Ronnie to finish you
off?" and I looked at her and hesitated and Martha nodded yes and I
nodded yes back and said "Okay." Martha looked down at Ronnie and said
"Your move, Ron," and Ronnie encircled my half-hard cock with her long
hot fingers and I sighed with the pleasure of it, and she licked the bead
of precum off my tip and mused aloud "Lessee, how's Ronnie gonna be nice
to Steven? Too bad we don't have any condoms," and I smiled down at her
and said "This will do," and she grinned up at me and asked playfully
"Okay if I suck it? Hm?" and I grinned back and she cackled softly,
"Want me to?" and I said "Yeah," and Ronnie said reassuringly, still
looking up at me, "It's okay to cum in my mouth," and I said "Okay," and
Martha added, "He has a nice clean taste, hon." Ronnie peered at her,
surprised, and asked, "How do you know that? Huh?" and Martha smiled
secretively and Ronnie said, "Uh-huh. Holding out on me," and her
fingers jiggled me a little and I tensed and settled more comfortably
onto my legs beneath me and spread my thighs a little to give her elbows
more room. She put my cock in her mouth and sucked once, popping me out
of her, and I moaned and she grinned up at me and then she put her lips
around me and started sucking too tightly, moving her head rapidly and
jerkily. I groaned and held her head still and said, "Hm, no, no, wait a
minute," and she lifted off me and looked up questioningly and Martha
said "Ronnie, what are you doing?" and Ronnie said "What's it look like
I'm doing?" and Martha laughed and said "Ronnie, when they say 'suck it
off', they don't mean it literally!" and I laughed and Ronnie laughed.
Ronnie said, "I thought that's the way you're supposed to do it," and
Martha said "Maybe some men like it raw that way, but Steven likes it
slow and dirty," and Ronnie said, "Oh. Show me," and Martha said, "Come
on, be nice to him, when you suck so hard and fast you squeeze all the
blood out of his cock, and it dulls the nerve endings," and Ronnie said
defensively "That's the way guys told me to do it, the few guys I did it
with. They said hey baby suck the chrome off that thing." Martha said,
"Yeah, big guys with stainless steel dicks. Steven's sensitive. Look,
start easy, and real wet -- the secret is, your mouth should feel wet and
soft," and Ronnie lifted her head and said, "So show me, already," and
Martha said impatiently, "Oh, here, gimme your finger. I feel so silly
doing this..." and she sucked Ronnie's finger for a few seconds and
Ronnie said "Oh, yeah, I see...you don't really suck, you just grip with
your tongue. Hmm, if only my finger could cum," and Martha stopped and
said "And Steven likes it when your mouth just slides over him, y'know, I
mean don't try to strangle him with your lips," and Ronnie looked up at
me and asked "Ready for a second try?" I nodded and she started sucking
again and Martha watched carefully and after a couple of sucks she asked
me "Okay, Steven?" and I stopped gritting my teeth and said "Yeah, it's
...okay, but...," and Martha told Ronnie "C'mon, Ronnie, wait a minute,"
and Ronnie rose and asked Martha to show her again and Martha said im-
patiently "Oh, Ronnie, he's gonna cum before we get anywhere," and Ronnie
said "Well, show me!" and Martha said "It's not a science, it's an art.
Watch, now, first I get my mouth really wet and then I cover him all at
once so he's, you know, drippy. Watch," and she sucked on her tongue
inside her mouth, gathering moisture, and then she bent and put her mouth
around me, enclosing fully and gently, and started slowly moving up and
down and I gasped and said "Okay, careful," and Ronnie said "Okay, okay,
I get it," and Martha sat up and watched as Ronnie lay down in front of
me again and held my cock and muttered "We'll get this right yet," and
then she touched her inner lips to my tip for a second and then nipped at
it and my cock arched with a pleasant itch and was getting big and rigid,
and Martha said, "Good, Ronnie," and Ronnie murmured "You smell good",
too," and I whispered "Thanks," and she looked at my cock and said "I
never tried it this way" and gathered moisture inside her mouth for a few
seconds and then she lowered her head and I sighed quietly and jerked
inside her as she enclosed me completely and started moving up and down
slowly, and Martha looked at me with an odd little half-smile and asked
"Good?", and I blushed and nodded yes and she whispered "Enjoy it, hon,"
and she looked down at Ronnie and said "Slow down when he starts cummin',
Ron, he really likes that," and Ronnie said "Mm-hm" with her mouth full
of me, and she started nodding her head, her lips sliding greasily, her
cradling tongue inducing a tauntingly mild suction as it rode along the
underside of my shaft and tip, and I gave a prolonged, gratified sigh as
Ronnie settled into a languid rhythm, moving her head in strokes of about
three inches, always leaving at least two inches of my cock warmly
immersed, and Martha, smiling mischievously, watched me enjoy Ronnie's
spitty-wet mouth, and I hissed softly when I realized that Ronnie had
found exactly the right speed, depth, wetness, and gentle suction, and I
smiled at Martha, whose eyes met mine with a sensual, conspiratorial nod
of approval, and I knew my feelings were not the sweet, poignantly shat-
tering emotions I had when Martha sucked me, but the look in Martha's
eyes told me that this was deliberate, primal, wanton carnality, and then
Martha looked down to watch Ronnie's lips gliding along my wet cock.
It took Ronnie less than a minute to thoroughly and satisfyingly suck
me off. At first I feared I might be too shy to cum with Martha watch-
ing, but Ronnie worked with an easygoing, lubricous, unerring efficiency
that brought me steadily and swiftly to the brink of orgasm, and when she
sensed my impending cum she slowed her pace by half, delaying for several
sucks as Martha had suggested. While I hung on the edge, my hips poised
and taut, Martha looked up inquiringly and I grinned and nodded and she
smiled back, our eyes joining us in lecherous complicity, and my cock
pulsed between Ronnie's lips and the slit in my tip gushed gently against
her tongue, and her head slowed, and then my hips twitched and I panted
and sighed and grunted and started squirting inside Ronnie's mouth, and
she swallowed noisily, and Martha heard the swallowing and grinned
knowingly at me and winked, and then I squirted more, a powerful effusion
of hot new cream, and Ronnie sighed pleasurably through her nose and
gulped, and after several squirts I slumped, gasping and huffing,
gritting my teeth while Ronnie finished me off. Finally, with a last,
tight suck and a long swallow, Ronnie raised her head and released me.
She wiped a corner of her mouth and licked her lips and caught her
breath, exchanging catty grins with Martha, who gave her a nod of
approval, and Ronnie, pleased, reached down to soothingly tug my aching
cock as she smiled at me sweetly.
I floated backward and lay gasping, face-up, my legs still folded
under me, and Ronnie asked, "Was it good? Huh?", and I panted several
times before replying dully, "No," and they both laughed.
We rested, stroking each other and talking. Ronnie confessed that
she had no idea how all this got started, and she asked Martha "Did you
have any idea something like this would happen tonight?" and Martha
smiled impishly and said, "I gave it a thought, earlier on the beach, but
I didn't know it would happen." Ronnie said happily, "But it was nice,
wasn't it?" and I agreed. Martha asked me, "Were you embarrassed?" and I
said, "Yeah, a little, but..." I glanced at Ronnie and said, "You were
too good to resist," and Ronnie chuckled and said wryly, "The whole thing
was too good to resist."
We lay naked together in the candlight and one of the candles died
out with a little puff and a hiss, and Martha asked Ronnie, "Did you feel
that old Catholic guilt when you realized what was happening?" Ronnie
confided that what she felt was embarrassment more than guilt, but my
mouth felt so good on her that she was taken completely by surprise when
she climaxed. "It happened so fast," Ronnie said, "I don't even remember
how it happened," and she gave me a little kiss and said, "Thanks,
Steven," and I said, "My pleasure." Ronnie heckled Martha, saying,
"Well, Martha, you sure didn't have any trouble cumming," and Martha
blushed and said, "It was a very erotic situation," and Ronnie said "God,
wasn't it? I know I couldn't have done a thing if it I'd been with
anyone else. I just felt so trusting, with the three of us." We talked
about the physical and emotional sensations we experienced, and Ronnie
said she discussed sex frequently with Martha but she'd never been so
frank and experimental. Ronnie was curious to know how it felt for
Martha and for me to hang on the edge as long as we did, and Martha and I
told Ronnie that we both liked it that way, that there was a peculiarly
intense pleasure in holding back for a while. Ronnie asked, "But how do
you know when you're partner's ready?", and Martha and I explained
various signals. "Of course," Martha said, "You can always just tell
your partner you're ready." Ronnie gazed at the candle, entranced, and
said, "It happened so quickly for me. I guess it was because it was the
first time anyone ever made me cum. What's it like...I mean, is it like
making it last longer?" Martha said, yes, it was a lot like prolonging
orgasm. Ronnie said, "God, that must feel great." We asked her to des-
cribe how she knew when she was near orgasm, but Ronnie said it was all
so new and mysterious that she couldn't explain it. We decided I should
eat her again, taking my time, and she wanted to learn to describe what
she felt and how to tell me what she wanted. Patiently, I serviced her
with my mouth while she and Martha instructed me. It took longer this
time, and soon, instead of licking with a steady rate as I usually did
with Martha, I learned to read Ronnie's responses and to speed up as her
pleasure mounted. I discovered that she didn't want me to suck her clit
steadily until she was ready to finish. With her and Martha prompting, I
held Ronnie on the brink for several minutes while Ronnie pulled her
knees back and used both hands to hold her legs up and spread so she
could feel all of my mouth on her, and when she gave me the word, I
sucked and flicked quickly and she came easily, noisily and enjoyably,
with a prolonged second peak.
Continued...
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THE ADVENTURES OF ME AND MARTHA JANE
by S.J.R.
PART 12C
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