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A repost of one of my personal faves.
Note: This is fiction and is intended for mature audiences.
JAKE & JACK
c. 1994, by Rhett Dreams
Chapter Five - "Conversations with Sophie"
I met Sophie after school on Monday, and we walked hand-in-hand
toward her house. I'd decided that Friday evening was going to be *the
night*, after clearing it with Jack and Cathy. Cathy had accepted a baby-
sitting assignment for that night and assured me that the couple would be
out until midnight. Jack had agreed to stay over at a friend's house.
As we walked and chatted about this and that, I could see on
Sophie lovely face an eager anticipation. Having told me in no uncertain
terms that she wanted the two of us to have sex, she was expecting me to
arrange something soon. For some perverse reason, I was enjoying
keeping her in suspense, and didn't broach the subject until we had
arrived at her house and were sitting in her back yard drinking Cokes.
"Are you free this Friday night?" I asked, innocently.
"Maybe," she said. "I might have to rearrange my sock drawer.
What do you have in mind."
"Dinner at my house," I said, very casually, and saw her
expectations drop. She obviously thought I was inviting her over for a
family dinner.
"Sure," she replied.
"And maybe some sex as an appetizer, and more for dessert."
"What?" she blurted out, and I had her complete attention.
"Dad's bowling. Jack's spending the night elsewhere. Cath is baby-
sitting. I thought we might spend the evening together... but I know how
important it is to have an organized sock drawer."
"You... jerk!" she said, then whacked my knee. "You're teasing me,
and thoroughly enjoying it."
I just smiled.
"You've really got it... set up?" she asked, blushing.
"Yep."
She was silent for a minute, sipped her drink and then asked,
"What... um, what will we do?"
"I figured we grill some steaks and..."
"You asshole, that's not what I mean. Please, Jake..." she started
then stopped, and took another long pull on her drink.
"I want to know... I don't know what to expect," she said, her face
serious.
"Okay," I said, and took her hands in mine. "I apologize about the
kidding around. That will stop now."
I looked directly into her eyes and continued, "I'd like you to come
over about 6:30. Everyone will be gone by then. The first thing I'd like to
do is undress you and see, touch, kiss... your body. Then I'd like you to
do the same with me. Explore each other. We will have until 11:30 or so,
but I think we should get our first... well, I think we should go upstairs
and have intercourse. It'll be your first time and there may be some pain...
some blood..."
"Yes," she exhaled, and I realized she'd been holding her breath. "I
know."
"Then I think we should go downstairs and cook our meal
together.. kiss... touch... talk... eat."
"I love you, Jake."
"Me too," I said, and leaned in to kiss her.
Just then the back door slid open and Sophie's younger sister came
out to the backyard. We let go of one another and busied ourselves with
our drinks. Angela joined us, despite a go-away look from her older sister,
and plopped herself down on the bench facing us.
"I'm bored. What are you guys talking about."
While Sophie tried to get her sister to leave us alone, first nicely
and then plainly, I studied the girl. She was thirteen and reminded me of a
younger version of Sophie. They shared the same thick red hair and bright
green eyes. Angela's body was just beginning to develop. Her breasts
were the size of small lemons, and her hips were much narrower than
her voluptuous sister. Angela kept glancing over at me while she deflected
her sister's attempts to get rid of her.
"Angela, hon," I said after awhile, "your sister and I enjoy hanging
with you, but right now we're in the middle of something."
Angela's eyes sparkled, then she said, "Okay, Jake. Sure thing,"
and left.
When I turned again to face Sophie, she had a smirk on her face.
"Angela, hon?" she mimicked.
"It worked," I said, shrugging.
"Yeh, right. It worked 'cause Angela has a serious crush on you.
She may be more in love with you than I am."
I laughed and then raised my eyebrows and said, "Say, little Angela
wouldn't be free this Friday as well, would she."
"You..." Sophie gave up on finishing the thought and grabbed me.
I was laughing too hard to put up much of a fight and soon found myself
flat on my back with an angry Sophie sitting on my stomach.
"I give... I give," I said. My laughter stopped and I looked up into
the flushed face of Sophie.
"You go near that girl and I'll kill you," she said.
I nodded and said, quietly, "shall we continue were we left off?"
"Yes," she said and in an instant her anger was gone.
"After dinner we'll try some new positions... assuming you're not
too sore. Like this one."
Sophie blushed and must have felt my growing hard-on between the
two pair of Levi's that separated our sex. She began to move off me but I
held her arms and shook my head.
"My cock will be inside you," I continued, "and you will be able to
completely control the action by rocking up and down, back and forth."
The blush on Sophie's face intensified, and I could also she was becoming
aroused.
I dropped my gaze to her chest and said, "In this position I'll be able
to hold and caress your breasts and nipples... and occasionally lift myself up
and take them into my mouth and suck them."
"Oh, Jesus," Sophie whispered.
"Do you want to hear more?"
Sophie nodded but at that moment the back door opened and we
scrambled to disengage ourselves and, in my case, to cover the bulge in my
pants. Sophie's mom, armed with her own cold drink and a knowing smile
on her face, strolled over and took a seat on the bench that was occupied
by Angela a few minutes before. That pretty much ended our conversation
about Friday night.
- o -
I managed to meet up with Sophie on Wednesday, and we strolled
to her house together. Given the frequent interruptions at her house, we
took our time and at one point sat down on a park bench a couple of
blocks away.
"I do have to get home soon," she said, explaining that she was
expected to look after her younger siblings after school.
"Sure," I said.
She blushed a bit then asked, "In the time we have, would you tell
me more about Friday?"
"Don't you want it to be a surprise?"
"I like to think about it," she replied, and her blush deepened.
In the few days since I set up this evening, I had been imagining the
sex we'd have, and had jacked off several times to the images of fucking
Sophie. I wondered if Sophie did the same.
"Do you touch yourself when you think about it?"
"Jake!"
"I do," I confessed. "I masturbate and imagine making love to
you."
Sophie blushed and whispered, "So do I."
I held her hand and asked, "What would you like to try this Friday?
This shouldn't be just my night. When you... touch yourself, what do you
imagine."
Sophie looked away for a minute and then back to me. "I
imagine... I'd like to... Jesus, Jake... I can't talk about this."
"Okay," I said, disappointed.
"Maybe after Friday, Jake. I'm too embarrassed about what I don't
know."
After a minute she said, "Please continue... y'know, about Friday."
"Where we're we.... ah, it was after dinner and you were riding on
top of me while I played with your breasts."
"Yes," she said.
"I think we skipped a part," I said. "After our first... fuck," I
continued, and felt Sophie's hand tighten against mine at my first use of that
term. "We will dress and go downstairs and prepare dinner. I'd like you
dressed in nothing but a man's dress shirt... I'll borrow one of my dad's, so
it's long enough. No bra or panties. Just the oversized shirt with the top
three buttons undone. While we're cooking and setting the table, I'll be
able to see just the hint of your breasts through the gap in the shirt, and
will
be able to feel them, or your ass or... cunt, anytime I want."
"You'll finger my cunt?" she asked, blushing, not to hear an answer
but just to use the naughty term.
"Oh, yes," I replied. "Maybe after I get the steaks on the grill I'll
put you up on counter, just on the edge, and eat your cunt until you cum."
Sophie shivered and said, "Oh, God, Jake... I was hoping you'd do
that."
"Do you imagine my mouth and tongue in your pussy when you
masturbate?"
"Yes."
We rose and kissed hungrily, my hands embracing her ass as she
thrust her crotch up against my bulge.
"I should go," she said when we broke. We walked the remaining
two blocks to her house in silence. I had my hand stuck into her back
pocket, and could feel her ass flex and relax, flex and relax, as we walked.
"Call me tonight before you go to bed," I said just before we
parted. "And make sure nobody's on the extension."
Sophie blushed, nodded and went inside.
- o -
She called a little after eleven.
"Are you ready for bed," I asked after we had exchanged greetings.
"Uh huh," she replied.
"What are you wearing?" I asked.
There was a pause at the other end, and she said, "No, not much,"
in a conversational tone. I figured that someone else was close by and she
didn't want them to know who she was talking to.
"Are you wearing a nightgown?"
"Yep," she replied.
"Panties underneath?"
"Yes," she said.
"Here's what I want you to do," I began. "Go upstairs to your
room and close the door behind you. Do you have a lock?"
"Yes," she said.
"Lock it and take off your nightgown. Stand in front of your mirror
and look at your fabulous breasts, not as Sophie would but as I will. Hold
them, touch them, pull on the nipples until they're good and hard. Okay?"
"Yep. That's right," she said, and I could hear the voice of her
father in the background. She was having a harder time listening to me and
sounding normal.
"Then I want you to slide your hand down your belly and under the
waistband of your panties... down... down until your fingers are over your
cunt. Do you think it will be wet?"
"Yes, I believe that's right."
"Damn right it'll be wet. And when you slide a finger over your clit
and into your cunt, it'll get nice and juicy, won't it?"
"Uh huh," she said, her voice cracking a bit.
I heard her dad's voice again and Sophie saying, "I'll be done in a
minute, dad. Marie needs my help with her answers to the homework."
A few seconds later she got back on the line.
"He's left the room."
"I want you to continue fingering your juicy cunt while you watch
yourself in the mirror and imagine how hot I'll get just looking at your
naked body."
"But I'm not naked yet," she said quietly into the phone. "I've still
got my panties on... covering my cunt."
I smiled to myself and then said, "Very good. Turn sideways and
watch yourself in the mirror while you slide your panties over your round,
white ass and down your legs. Do you remember walking home this
afternoon, when my hand on your ass?"
"Yes."
"Think about that when your panties are off. Think about this
Friday when my hands will be caressing your naked ass. After you're
naked, I want you to lie down on your bed, face down, with your ass
sticking up in the air."
"Okay," she whispered into the phone.
"Then I want you to reach down and finger your cunt. You should
know that I'm gonna fuck you this way Friday night. From the rear, I'm
gonna fuck my cock into your juicy cunt until you cum. Think about that
while you masturbate. I'm going upstairs right now to jack off, and I'll be
imagining me behind you, fucking you like a bitch-in-heat."
"Oh, God," she cried, a little too loudly, and I worried that she was
losing it.
"Goodnight, lover," I said and hung up.
- o -
Aside from a brief hallway chat, I didn't spend any time with Sophie
on Thursday. Thursday night, however, she called and Cathy answered the
phone. I came into the kitchen and took the phone from her, and Cathy
loitered around while Sophie and I talked.
"Can you talk?" asked Sophie.
"Not really," I answered and added, more for Cathy's benefit than
Sophie's, "My pesty sister is in the room."
Cathy stuck her tongue out at me, and about that time my dad came
into the kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge.
"How are things going," I said into the phone to Sophie, silently
wishing that Cathy and Dad would leave the room so I could repeat the
phone sex of the previous night. Instead, Cathy engaged dad in a
conversation.
"I'm doing super," she said, then laughed. "It sounds like you don't
have the same privacy that you had last night."
"That's right, Sophie," I said, loud enough for all to hear, "it is hard
to carry on a private conversation in my house."
Cathy chuckled and said, "Why don't you call Sophie back from my
phone."
Cathy had talked our dad into a private line for her bedroom.
Unable to refuse her anything, he had given her a phone and an answering
machine for her seventeenth birthday, and had a new line brought into the
house.
"That would be great... thanks," I said to Cathy, then told Sophie
I'd call her right back and hung up.
Cathy followed me to the stairs and, out of earshot of dad said,
"Don't lock the door just yet."
Sitting on Cathy's bed, my back to the headboard, I got Sophie
back on the line.
"Hello again," she said. I explained that I was now in my sister's
room, and that we could talk freely.
"Good, Jake... I can't wait for tomorrow night."
"Me either."
I could hear her breathing into the phone. She seemed very relaxed
and at ease, so I asked her if she was alone.
"For now, yes. Angela and Ralph are in bed, and my folks are in
the family room watching the news. I'm sitting in the kitchen with a clear
view down the hall in case one of them comes here."
"What are you wearing, sweet Sophie?"
"Just my nightgown."
"No panties?"
"No."
"Hmmmm... do you think that's safe? You may get a little excited
as we talk, and your cunt will get all wet and juicy."
"I expect so", she said and giggled.
"Wont that be a problem?"
"Ah, I see your point," she said. "... the juices will leak from my
cunt and I'll have a big wet spot on my nightgown."
"Don't you hate it when that happens," I said and we both laughed.
Just then, the door opened and Cathy slipped in, holding a finger to her lips
for quiet. She locked the door behind her and approached the bed, a sexy
smile on her face.
"Excuse me for a moment," said Sophie.
I put my hand over the receiver and said to Cathy, "I thought I was
gonna get some privacy."
"Just ignore me," she said, grinning. She sat down on the edge of
the bed and reached over and began undoing my belt.
"I'm back," said Sophie, "and I've taken care of that little problem"
"Oh, how?" I said. Cathy had my belt undone and was quietly at
work on the buttons of my Levi's.
"I got a couple of paper towels, folded them and now I'm sitting on
them."
"I'm jealous of those paper towels," I said.
"Why?"
"Because they're touching your cunt, and I'm not."
At this Cathy stopped what she was doing and raised her eyes to
mine. She smiled at me then went back to work.
"But in just about... twenty hours, you'll be touching my cunt, wont
you, Jake."
"Oh, yes... probably within five minutes after you get here
tomorrow night.
"Hmmm... you'll undress me, right, and finger my cunt."
"And your breasts, and your ass, and your legs. I'll use my hands
and my mouth to explore your body."
"You'll still be dressed?"
"Yes."
Cathy had my Levi's completely undone and motioned for me to
raise my hips off the bed so he could pull them down. I eagerly complied,
and she pulled my jeans and underwear down my thighs, exposing my
rapidly hardening cock.
"Will you... will you lick my cunt."
"Yes, but only briefly. Do you think it will be wet and juicy? How
long does it take for you to get that excited?"
"About five seconds after I see you... or think about you," said
Sophie.
Cathy was slowly stroking my cock and it was now fully erect in
her hand.
"When do I get to undress you?" asked Sophie.
"After a few minutes, I guess, and you get to explore my body."
"That will be the first time I've seen a guy naked... with a hard
cock."
"What will you do with my cock?" I asked Sophie, and Cathy took
that moment to lean over and kiss the head of my cock. She then used the
tip of her tongue to spread the pre-cum all over the sensitive head.
"I'll feel it... hold it... kiss it..."
"What else?"
"Would you like me to suck it?"
"This is your chance to explore me, and do what you want."
"I know... but you didn't answer my question."
Cathy at this point was slowly drawing her tongue down the length
of my cock and I had to concentrate in order to sound normal to Sophie.
"If you're asking me, would I like to have the love-of-my-life
kneeling naked in front of me, with her beautiful red lips wrapped around
my cock, sucking me, I'd have to say yes."
"Then that's what I'd like to do," she purred into the phone. "I'd
like to suck your hard cock until you cum."
"If you do that, make me cum in your mouth, do you realize it'll be
awhile before I get hard again... hard enough to fuck your virgin pussy."
"I guess so," she said.
"And do you realize that I'll fill your pretty mouth with hot, white
cum, and that you'll have to swallow quickly or it'll spill out of your
mouth."
"I hadn't thought about that," she admitted. "What does it taste
like?"
"I don't know," I said, fibbing a bit because it would be hard to
explain that I'd tasted my brother's cum as I ate out my sister.
Cathy had the head of my cock in her mouth and was sucking
gently. I steeled myself to block the pleasurable sensations and tried to
concentrate on Sophie.
"I know you've had... experience with other girls, Jake. Did they
suck you off?"
"Yes."
"And did they swallow your cum."
"Yes."
"I will too, then."
"I'd like that."
"And then we'll go upstairs," she prompted.
"Yes, we'll go upstairs, actually to Cathy's room where there's more
room."
"Oh? Wont she mind?"
"We'll clean up after ourselves. Don't worry about it."
"Okay."
"I'll have the room all set up. We'll lay down, kiss and caress each
other, and I'll lick your cunt until you're just about to cum, then I'll
stop."
"That doesn't seem fair," said Sophie, not really meaning it.
"I want you to cum while I'm fucking you for the first time."
"I do too. Will you... be gentle with me?"
"Yes, I'll enter you very slowly. It may hurt when I break though
your cherry but it should pass."
"Hmmm... then you'll be inside me."
"My cock will be in your juicy cunt."
"Yes... you'll be fucking me."
"Uh huh," I said, not trusting my voice to stay normal if I said too
much more. Cathy's head was bobbing up and down on my cock, and the
sensations were driving me crazy.
"I did what you said last night," said Sophie.
"Tell me about it," I replied, hoping to get her talking. She
described going up to her room and stripping, and the masturbation that
followed. I took advantage of these few minutes and placed my free hand
on Cathy's head and she took the signal and began sucking harder as she
bobbed up and down. I held the receiver against my chest and groaned as
my cock blasted load after load of cum in Cathy's talented mouth. I waited
a second or two to catch my breath, then picked up the phone again.
"... and I was imagining you behind me, your cock in my pussy,
your hands on my ass, and I had the best orgasm I've ever had."
"That's great, Sophie."
"What should I do tonight?"
"The same thing, Sophie, but this time try to cum twice."
"Okay, coach."
We hung up shortly thereafter. I thanked Cathy by returning the
favor and eating her out, then went to bed, exhausted.
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