Title: Me & Mary Beth- M/F, virgin Author:Eskimo1958 Summary: A pair of college students at the Univeristy of Florida develop a romatic relationship. And does she have a lifestyle surprise for him! Keywords: M/F, virgin
I heard them before I even looked up from my book in the physics lab. Usual shit, some socialite bimbo coed making some rude comment about me. Well, about my looks, anyway. Yeah, I'm skinny. And tall. And a face that would never grace the cover of fashion magazines without a lot of touch-ups. So, as usual, I ignored them. Or rather, her. The one doing the talking. I glanced up, saw her smirking blonde face, as she turned her face from my sight, and went on talking to her friend. But her friend, there was a sight. I expected her to be smiling and agreeing with the blonde, but the brunette wasn't. Interesting.
I went back to my book, as I did have a physics exam on this lab in a couple of days. And the professor doesn't really care to hear about excuses on why you didn't study for an exam. Unless you're a blonde bimbo that can swallow. But then, that's another story by another person.
Anyway, as far as I was concerned, I tried to pretend that the incident never happened, as I went back to my studies, cramming for an exam that I was probably going to ace. Yeah, at least in the field of physics, as well as most of the sciences, I've lot's of self-esteem. Women on the other hand, I learned long ago that it was better for me if they made the first move. Of course, that was as rare as the sun shining on a sheepdog's asshole.
Three days later, I walked out of the above mentioned physics class. A smile on my face, the hot, humid Florida wind blowing through my hair. It's October, normally not this stinking hot, but it was. I was smiling because I knew that I had passed the exam. And also because I just passed another student, the above mentioned blonde, who looked to be on the verge of crying, as she just came from the same lecture hall. Typical lecture hall, sits close to two hundred students. So naturally I don't know too many of the other students. As I passed her, I chuckled, and she looked up. I kept my smile, as I said cheerfully, "Heck of an easy test, wasn't it?"
I turned and kept on walking. Yeah, that was being a smartass. An obnoxious smartass. But hey, I hopefully got the last laugh in. I had only taken a few short steps, when I heard a soft feminine voice say sternly from behind me "That wasn't nice to say."
Turing my head slightly, I saw the brunette from the other day, a sour look on her face. I sighed, still smiling, as I replied "But, if you were prepared, the test was easy. No big deal, anyhow."
I slowed my pace, and she was soon walking along side of me, with her next comment being "Why's that? Because she was slamming on you the other day?"
I shrugged my shoulders, noticing her form out of the corner of my eye. "Yeah, guess it was at that."
She stated "You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar."
I was blunt, when I said "Maybe I wasn't trying to catch flies. Especially ignorant ones."
"Are you calling me ignorant?" she replied. Interesting, there wasn't any meanness in her voice, nor was there kindness.
I chuckled, "No, obviously you're a bit more worldly than that blonde friend of yours."
"Worldly, huh?" A pause, before she said "I'm not sure if I like that word."
"And why is that? Are you taking that word and twisting it into a negative comment?"
"Well, you have seemed to be a smartass so far." was her sharp reply.
"True." I said, not denying it one bit, but I defended myself with "But then, does that make me more of a horrible person than one that judges another by looks alone?"
Nothing was said, for about fifty feet. And I was surprised that she was still walking with me. Interesting. Finally, she spoke again, stating "She'll probably be dropping out now."
I responded quickly with "And?". She stopped in her tracks, and I turned and looked at her, asking "What?"
She pouted her lips, saying "Don't you care? A person's dreams of going to college, to further her education? Dashed because she couldn't pass a test?"
I raised my eyebrow, asking "Just one test?"
She sighed, her arms still folded in front of her, holding her textbooks, before she looked at her feet, saying "No, more than one test."
My turn to sigh. Damn, she is kind of cute. "Look, I can't help it if she passes or fails. Everyone has different learning capabilities in different fields. Maybe one day she'll find the field that she'll excel in."
She looked up at me, and said "Wow! That's pretty deep!" She then said in the next breath, "For a smartass."
A faint smile came to her lips, and I smiled, and shook my head. It was a bit of an awkward moment. Her standing there, not sure what to do next. And me, with no real experience with the female sex, not having a clue with what to do. And to this day, I still had no idea what made me say "Come on, let's go to lunch."
Her smile might have gotten a tad bigger, I wasn't sure, as she replied meekly, "Okay."
So with that, we went to the campus dining hall, and we ate pretty much in silence. I did ask her name, finding it to be Mary Beth Skolinski, and I told her mine, it being Mark Taylor. And I think that first lunch we pretty much studied each other. Although I'm well over six feet in height, I don't think she's much over five. And my thin frame of one-sixty isn't too much ahead of her, as I'm sure her hips and waist carried a few more pounds than the average. She was healthy in the chest as well, and her face was round and cheeks full, not much of a nose, and her green eyes complimented her long, curly brunette hair.
We finished lunch, and went our separate ways, but only after she got my dorm name and room number and phone number. In my mind, I was wondering if this was a start to something. I quickly dashed the thought, not wanting to get my hopes up. Classes went smoothly, and I had dinner with a few other male classmates. I was with what would be best described as the 'Geek squad'. Other guys with just as bad of luck with the women as I. Although most of them were computer geeks, where I was into structural engineering. Yeah, a interesting major. Lots of math, lots of science.
And, no sign of Mary Beth at the dining hall. My heart was sinking, even though my brain was telling me that I was wishfully thinking. My brain lost. I was in my room, studying for another test. A common thing in college. Well, common if you want to make it through for four years. Not like my former roommate, who left for home two weeks ago. A thing about college life. Either you party and adapt to your studies, don't party and just study, or party and forget your studies. He was the last one mentioned. So yeah, it was somewhat comical to me when his parents picked him and his belongings up and took him home. Hey, I didn't hold a gun to his head and force him to go on drinking binges each and every night. Nor was I very happy when he would come into the room after midnight each damn night and make a hell of a racket. And the really sad thing was, he never even got laid! Well, sad for him, I'm sure. For me, I got a good chuckle out of it. Of course, now I'm without a roommate.
So, it's been two weeks since my roomie dropped out, and it's been quiet. Which caused me to be somewhat surprised when there was a soft knock on my door, which was partially open. I glanced up, and a smile came to my face. There stood Mary Beth. I smiled, saying "Oh, hello there."
Yeah, I was a bit shocked, as she smiled, looked at her feet for a second, before lifting her face up, and asked "May I come in?"
My room was a mess, of course. And I quickly stood, saying "Yes, of course.", as I went to grab my junk off the other chair in the room, and wiped it off of the dust that had accumulated on it, as I added, "Please, have a seat." She moved across the room, and sat down, and I sat on the other chair, somewhat perplexed. Heck, it's the first time any female has visited me, so I was a bit out of my element. I asked "So, what's up?"
She giggled, looking at the floor by my bed. I turned, saw the latest copy of some girlie magazine that I had purchased the other night, and I blushed, as I reached out with my foot, and kicked it under the bed, while saying "If I had known you were going to visit, I would have cleaned things up a bit."
There was a bit of sarcasm in her voice, as she said "Oh, I don't know. There's something to be said about seeing someone in their natural environment." She had a strange look on her face, as she said "She passed."
I was a bit shocked, as I blurted out "How does she know? We just took the test?"
"She went back and talked the professor into an oral exam.", was her reply.
It took a second for me to comprehend that statement, before I snorted, saying "Oh, well, if I had known it would have been that easy, I would have dyed my hair blonde and worn a skirt."
She laughed, "Wouldn't have helped, you ain't got the tits for it."
I grunted, as I shook my head, in astonishment, then I asked her "So, what do you think of her way of getting a passing grade?"
She frowned, her face showing quite a bit of disgust, as she said "I think one should advance by hard work, not by sex."
I shrugged my shoulders, and said "Oh, I don't know. I've heard sex could be fun." Interesting, is that a gleam in her eye?
"Which is why I am here." she exclaimed.
"For sex?" I asked, being the usual smartass that I am.
A resounding "No!", followed by "At least not yet." I opened my mouth to ask about that, but she stopped me by saying "You're in a few of my classes besides physics. And, you're a fucking brain."
"Flattery will get you a lot, go on." I said.
"Thanks, I will. I want you to help me in my studies." A sweet smile on those lips. Damn. Am I being taken advantage of? Who cares! I'm a college freshman, and the coeds still aren't beating a path to my door.
"What other classes do we share?" I wasn't sure, heck, I hadn't even noticed her before the other day.
She sighed, looking at the ceiling and rolling her eyes. Okay, wrong thing to say, guess I should be more observant. "We're in Statistics, as well as Architecture 101. Plus, we're in the same elective of English Literature."
I agreed to her wish, with no real emotion in my voice, as I said "Sure, why not?" I then asked "By the way, what's your major?"
She put her hands between her thighs, and I noticed a sense of nervousness, as she responded with "Not sure yet. I'm wanting some sort of architectural design, maybe interior? What about you?"
"Structural engineering." Was my quick response, with me adding "Family business." Her face had a quizzical look on it when I said that, as I asked her "When do you want to start?"
"How about Sunday evening? I'll be going home for the weekend tomorrow afternoon, I can be back by dinner time Sunday."
With a smile, I said "Yes, that'll work. We've a test in statistics on Monday, plus homework as well."
She stood, and so did I, as she said "Thanks Mark. I'm sure I'll do better with your help." I walked her to the doorway, and she then asked "Um, could you have lunch with me tomorrow? After physics again?"
I reached out and took her small hand in mine, squeezed it gently, and replied "Sure. Looking forward to it"
She smiled, turned and walked down the hall, towards the elevator. I was smiling as I watched her round ass move as she went. Oh yeah, things are looking up. She disappeared as she stepped into the open elevator, waving at me as she did. I just grinned and waved back, as I heard a male voice behind me from where I stood in the hall, "Hey Mark, you get any?"
I turned and shot the guy a look, "What's it to ya?"
He snorted, turned and walked back into his room saying "Guess not, huh?"
Okay, so he was right. That doesn't mean that I wasnít a bit annoyed with his sorry ass. Well, it took a while, and some considerable amount of wanking, for me to get to sleep that night. And after a good, hot morning shower, I was looking forward to a good day in the Florida sun, as I went to breakfast before classes. When I saw Mary Beth in my second class that morning, it being English Lit, she motioned me to come sit by her in the lecture hall.
God, I was in heaven. Damn, is this what love is? Or is it lust? Who the fuck cares! I was wanting to get into her pants! Yeah, I know, that's rather shallow of me. But then, the majority of the guys on campus would be thinking the same damn thing. And the rest are gay! The class was way too short, as we were soon walking out of the hall and separating for our next classes. She smiled when I told her I would see her in Physics. I was there first, and upon entering, she looked around. When we made eye contact, she smiled, and walked my way, taking a seat next to me. Yeah, it might be lust, but I didn't care. After the class, we went and had lunch together, and still no talking. Of course, I was deathly afraid of saying the wrong thing. Kind of funny in a way. Hell, a lifelong smartass, and now I was worried about the wrong words.
My last class was the architecture class, and again she came into the room and took a seat next to me. After the class, as we walked out of the room and the building, she said "Well, I've got to go home. But I'll try to be back my early Sunday afternoon."
Damn, NFL football. Oh well, I'll be good and not say it. "Well, you'll know where to find me."
I was pleasantly surprised as she put her arm across the small of my back, and pulled me tight against her side, saying "Good, I'll try to get back here before you get to bored." I was at a loss for words.
"Breath deep, the gathering gloom, watch light fade from every room. Bedstead people beckon and lament, another day useless, another day spent. Passionate lovers, wrestle as one, lonely man cries for love, and has none. New mother picks up and suckles her son. Senior citizens, wish they were young. Cold hearted all, that rules the night, robs the colors from our sight. red is gray, and yellow white, but we decide which is right, and which is an illusion."
I exhaled, a deep sigh. I tilted my head up, and looked into her eyes, as she laid half of her body on top of me. Her pretty face had her brow furrowed, her mouth hanging open for a second after I had finished the quote, before she said "You know Mark, I was really wanting a poem that was a bit more romantic."
I said "Oh!", and I dropped my head back onto my pillow, as I muttered the word "Damn!"
She giggled, as her hand fell down to my crotch, gripping the massive boner through my jean shorts, as she said "Well, it was pretty. Even if it really wasn't what I had in mind."
"Maybe I should have used something from Shakespeare?" I said, a bit of pseudo-exasperation in my voice.
There was playful sarcasm in her voice, as she agreed, "Yeah, maybe you should have."
"Or maybe Run DMC."
She squeezed my cock, giggling as she said "Don't push it."
I protested "Well, stop squeezing it." I grinned, as I said "What's good for the goose, is good for the gander."
"Huh?" was her first response, followed by a "Hey!", as I quickly moved my hand down to her ass and squeezed her left butt cheek. Another giggle, as she moved up my body, and our lips touched. Oh my god! We have tongue! And the testosterone level was going through the roof! She broke the soulful kiss, and raised her face from mine, I could feel my lungs trying to regain the oxygen, and my heart was pounding something fierce. Damn!
It had been an interesting day, to say the least. She was back on campus by noon. I know, because she came directly to my room. We went and had lunch, and then we studied, with me helping her learn the art of statistics. Then dinner, and then back to my room, where we ended up on my bed, fully clothed, but in each others arms. Hey, it's a start! And, the rest of the evening, our lips would leave soft, warm, wet kisses on the face of each other, our arms holding each other tightly.
I was moving slowly, really not rushing into anything more than a warm embrace and necking, when she raised her sleepy head, looked at the clock and sighed, saying "It's pushing ten, I must be going."
I chuckled offering the suggestion "Spend the night."
She giggled, kissed my lips, and said "Not this time, big boy." I groaned as she climbed off the bed, leaving me cold and horny, as she said "But, there's always next weekend."
Yeah, my one-eyed trouser snake liked that comment, as I said "Well, okay. And we've our study sessions all week too, won't we?"
She was pulling her shoes back on, and she turned her face my way, a broad smile on her face, as he replied, "Yeah, you bet."
I sat up, and grabbed my shoes, saying "Well, I'll walk you to your dorm."
As I put on my shoes, she said "Yeah, I would like that."
Oh yeah, my first girlfriend on campus. I even carried her books as we walked to her dorm as we held each others hand. Well, the week was fun. We sat together in the classes we shared. Had breakfast, lunch and dinner together each day. And after dinner each night, we would end up in my room. Of course, it was study time for the first hour or so. Then we would end up on my bed, our hands roaming each others hot body. Now, we did keep our clothes on. Although I was trying my hardest to get her out of hers. And on Thursday, I finally was even able to get my hands up under her shirt, and massage those wonderful globes of flesh through her bra.
Friday night we were on my bed, doing some heavy petting when we were interrupted by a knock at the door. I got up and answered it, finding it was one of my friends, Steve. He smiled, as he asked "Hey, you going to ride with me tomorrow?"
It hit me quickly what he was talking about, as I said "Oh shit, um, yeah, I guess so. What time?"
As he tried looking over my shoulder, he said "Early, how about seven. We're playing at ten."
"Yeah, yeah, Okay, be here at seven." I replied, as I closed the door. I hopped back into bed with her, as she had a sort of pouting look on her face. Oh shit, I knew I was in trouble now. She said "Play what?"
I sat on the edge of the bed, giving her a kiss on the cheek, trying to get around this obstacle, as I said "Ice hockey. A group of us go over to Orlando and play every other weekend." She froze, and I asked "What?" I could tell this wasn't going anywhere, as I hurried up and said "I can call him and tell him I can't go."
She quickly said "No, no. That's fine." Then she giggled, and shook her head, a smile now on her face.
I asked "What?"
She just smiled, saying "Nothing."
I noticed the coldness went away, as she laid down and I did the same, with my mouth nibbling at her neck. My hand went to her crotch, and she didn't bother moving it away, making me a bit more bolder. Her eyes were closed, and she had a strange look on her face. Still no sign of her stopping my hand, as I slipped it down over her zipper. And as I gently rubbed her Mons through her shorts, she asked "How long have you played?"
My fingers didnít stop, tugging on her zipper. She wasn't trying to stop me, yet, as I answered her "Since I was in grade school."
She turned her face, asking "Where you from, anyway?"
"North of Indianapolis." I replied. Damn! I got it all the way down! Of course, I wasn't concerned to why she was asking me these questions. What concerned me was what was inside the fly of her shorts. I slipped my finger inside, and found her bulging pussy lips on the other side of the thin material of her panties. I was surprised when her thighs parted, as I pressed my forefinger down along her slit.
This must have woke her up, as she grabbed my wrist, saying "Hey!"
I acted like I was shocked, as I asked "What!?!"
She smiled, as she pulled my fingers from paradise, and zipped her shorts back up, while turning her face and giving me a kiss, then saying "Best if I pay more attention to what you're doing, instead of me day dreaming."
I kissed her back, "Oh, I don't know. I was just letting my fingers go for a stroll."
She rolled on top of me, and placed her lips on mine. Oh god, we have tongue once again! And I tried my hardest to suck it from her mouth. She broke the kiss, and raised herself up, saying "All in good time, my lover." Damn! I liked that comment. Then she asked "So, is this a league or something?"
Why the interest? "No, it's pick-up. Anyone that shows can play."
"Where's it at again?" she asked.
Now, I'm getting curious. "Why?"
She sighed, rolled her eyes up into her head, before looking me in the eyes, a sweet seductive smile on her face, "Well, maybe I want to come and watch."
I shrugged, "Sure, you can if you want. You ever been to a hockey game before."
A grin came to her face, as she replied "A few."
Uh-huh. Warning bells were sounding, and I hadn't a clue why. I told her the name of the place in Orlando. Not that it mattered, since as far as I know, it's the only public ice rink in Orlando. Well, we snuggled for a while, and then about ten I walked her back to her dorm, with her telling me she would be over at six so we could go eat before she rides with us in the morning.
I was up at five. Went to the can and had a healthy morning shit. Mary Beth arrived five minutes early, and we went and had breakfast. Yeah, it's nice, young love and all. Damn, what a smile. Why wasn't I suspicious? Hell, I don't know. I just figured her to be wanting to get involved somehow with my hobbies. We went back to the dorm, I grabbed my gear out of my room, and soon Steve pulled up in front of our dorm. we went out to meet him, and he smiled, and looked at Mary Beth, a bit of confusion on her face,. I quickly explained "She wants to ride along and watch."
He shrugged, went back inside and picked up his gear, and soon we were on our way in his truck. Steve drove, I sat by the door, and Mary Beth between us. Not much was said, really. Mary Beth was leaning up against me for the most part, her hand resting on my very hard and very throbbing manhood. And all Steve would do was snicker from time to time, which was annoying the hell out of me. We got to the rink, and went on inside. I showed Mary Beth where to go, as the place does have bleachers. She did dress for it, as she brought a couple of sweaters along. I even gave her an extra jersey I carry, just in case she would still get cold.
We got into one of the two locker rooms and started getting undressed so we could get our equipment on. Another group was already out there, as I sat down and pulled off my shoes. Guys started filing in, and soon we had about fourteen guys in our locker room, and I had no idea how many others in the other one. We were to play for two hours today, with a break in between for the resurfacing of the ice. Most of the guys I've played with already this year, this being only the third game that I've been too. Some were also students from UF, some from CFU, and some locals that were from up north.
Our turn to hit the ice. I was about the tenth guy out there after the Zamboni finished, and I smiled as I looked up to see Mary Beth. And, she wasn't alone. Another female was with her, older than us, and they were sharing a blanket. Well, that's nice, Mary Beth sure does make friends easily. Mary Beth waved at me, and I waved back, and I promptly got ribbed by some of the other guys from the University, including Steve. Yeah, Steve, I had tuned him out in the locker room, as he told everyone about me and the girl that I had dragged along.
On the ice, we had twenty-six skaters and two goalies, and I settled into a pre-game warm-ups, consisting of stretching out, and then skating, finally taking some shots on goal. Then, choosing sides. Pretty much easily done. Jack, who runs the group, counted out the number of white jerseys and colored jerseys. There were twelve skaters wearing white, and of the colored ones, there was one with a green jersey, so he was put on the white team. I was wearing a Black Hawks colored jersey, so I was one of a few wearing red on the colored team.
Not much to say, as far as the beginning of the game. First shift went uneventful, as I started on left wing. We rotated positions, whoever came off, we took that position. I had just came off and as I was downing some water, I heard one of my teammates mutter "Shit, look at that!"
I looked, and I saw what he saw. I hadn't noticed him earlier, at least in warm-ups, or on the ice. The guy in the green jersey, much older than any of us. And one of my teammates said what we all saw "Shit, that old man can fucking skate."
He had started from his own end, drifted to his blue line, where our center tried to stick check him. Nothing doing, as he deked him and went across the center line. A blur after that point, actually. By the time he was circling our net, both defensemen and the goalie were sprawled out on the ice, and the puck was nestled in the back of the net. And I don't even think the old man had worked up a sweat! He ended his shift, and got off. Hell, he wasn't out there five seconds!
Our two defensemen came off, muttering some shit, as well as a winger. I took right defense, and right away I carried the puck up, dumping it to a winger who carried it on in. Play went on, I got off, and watched. Three shifts and I was back on, as was the guy in green. Now, I've been playing since I was four, back home in the Indianapolis area. As for my skill level, well, if I had a lot, I wouldn't be here, now would I! That's not to say that I'm weak. I can hold my own against all of these guys, and I've played with guys that played semi-pro. This guy, as he took the puck from me in the corner, he was at that level. As he went up the ice, I was just getting to center ice as he raised his hands in celebration, getting another goal.
As I skated back to my blue line to resume play, I said "Who is that guy?"
An opposing winger was standing next to me, and as he laughed, he exclaimed "Don't know, but glad he's on our side."
My defense came out from behind the net with the puck. The guy in green was already back at his own blue line, a content smile on his face. He should be content, two shifts, two end-to-end rushes and two fucking goals. And our goalie, Rocky, was already cussing at us. I came across the middle, looking back at my D, I smiled as I watched the puck hit my tape, and then, boom. I remember getting back to my feet, sort of anyway, and skating towards the bench, as the old man celebrated another goal. Not by him, but he had set it up, passing to his line mate who easily tucked it behind Rocky. I heard some yelling from behind me, and looked back, still trying to shake the cobwebs out of my head, Someone on the bench asked "You okay?"
I nodded "Who hit me?"
Someone else said "The guy in green. And your girlfriend is yelling at him."
Shit, I wanted to hide. By the time it was my turn again, I was sort of ready. I hadn't even bothered looking back at Mary Beth, as I hopped over the ice, taking a position on rightwing. My natural position. And as I took a pass from my center, I cruised on in, and fired a wrester, only to see Joel, the other goalie, snare it easily. His defenseman took it, came up ice. I read the play, intercepting the pass, and walked on in, getting Joel to drop, and going around and getting an easy goal. I suddenly felt a lot better, as I went to the bench, as I was congradulated by my teammates.
I watched more, the guy in green. He moved flawlessly, but he no longer wasn't going end to end. Precision passing, he was setting his teammates up, making nifty plays that resulted in about three goals a shift for his team. In other words, we were getting our ass's handed to us. Just before break, I was on the ice at the same time with him. This time on defense. He was coming up the ice, carrying the puck. I was watching a winger on my right, he was between me and the boards. He acted like he was going to go around, but I judged him correctly as he tried centering a drop pass to the winger. I was all smiles as I intercepted it, and sent it up to my own winger, who streaked down and got a goal for us.
The old guy, he skated by me, saying "Nice play."
I smiled, responded with "Thank you."
He came down again, and I went with him against the boards. Damn, this old fart is strong, as I tried working him off the puck. He brought an elbow up, hard, right into my chin. I planted my feet, and shoved him up into the boards, my glove rubbing into his face. And all he did? He laughed, after he walloped me good with his other elbow, sending me sprawling on the ice. I heard Mary Beth hollering again. Damn, I wish the fuck she wouldn't do that.
I was back up, and following the play. Here he comes again, I drift back, three on two, and he passes to the guy on his right. I move to the center, letting Rocky see the puck. I smiled, as the winger didn't want to shoot, I could see it, it just wasn't in him, as he sent the pass back to the old man. I met the guy just as he got the puck. I had my skates planted as I nailed him, just as he let the shot go. He went down, hard. I heard Mary Beth yelling, at me, and it wasnít nice. I looked down at him, and he just laughed, saying "You were too late."
Looking behind me, Rocky was getting the puck out of the net. I just said "Fuck!" as I skated off once more.
First half ended, we all went to our benches as we waited for the resurfacing of the ice. And of course, the main topic of conversation on our bench, was the old fuck in green. I kept turning to look at Mary Beth. She would smile and wave, blowing me a kiss from time to time. And I was sore as hell. My chest hurt from the first time he had hit me. My jaw was aching from when he had elbowed me, and my thighs and legs were just strained like no ever, from skating and trying to keep up. My lungs were dying for a good oxygen source, because inside this cold arena, there didn't seem to be enough.
Second half, the same thing. He just passed, setting up his team mates, who all seemed to be mighty happy. My team on the other hand, we were a bit sore, tired, and very discouraged. We started playing a different game when he was on the ice. Make quicker passes, move the puck up ice quickly, and cover the center of the ice better. It worked, for the most part. We were breaking up plays, and we were hitting. When it was over, we were a sorry lot. I went into the locker room, dragging my stick behind me. Steve was laughing as I sat next to him, saying it was a great game. I about hit him with my stick.
After a long, hot shower, I gathered my gear, and Steve and I left the locker room. Outside, standing there was Mary Beth. And the lady she was sitting with. And the guy that was wearing the green jersey. Now dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, his gear on the floor next to him. Then, I looked again. I started to laugh, and as I approached them, with Steve at my side, I said "You must be Mister Skolinski."
He laughed, as he stuck out his hand, saying "Yeah, Joe Skolinski, and I've heard you've met my daughter."
As I shook his hand, Steve said "Holy shit." Then he exclaimed "You use to play in the minors!"
He just smiled, saying "Years ago, son. Years ago."
I gave Mary Beth a quick kiss, saying "Well, I guess you do know something about hockey, huh?" I then looked at the older woman, asking "You her mother then?"
She smiled, a knockout of a lady, now that I'm up close, as she said "Yes." I wasn't about to say too bad that Mary Beth got her fathers looks. Of course, those scars on his face were like railroad tracks.
As her mom and I shook hands, he said "You guys hungry?" I nodded, and he said "Well then, let's go have lunch."
It was an interesting lunch. I heard more about her dad, and his minor league career. I think Steve was in awe, as we sat there, having lunch with a former semi-pro hockey player. But he handled it well. Now Mary Bethís mom, an interesting lady. Quiet. Not saying a word the whole meal. But, she did watch me. Intently. I felt like I was under a microscope the whole time I was sitting there in the restaurant. And once we were done, we left, with Joe and Cathy (Mary Beth's mom.) getting in their vehicle, as Mary Beth and I climbed into Steve's truck for the ride back to campus. Fun ride back, as Mary Beth was in a jovial mood, as she did sort of pull a trick on me.
Once back on campus, she went with me to my room where I began so set my gear out to dry, as she sat on my bed, a big grin on her face, as I chuckled, saying "So, you do know hockey, eh?"
She laughed, "Yeah, I was born in Hershey, Daddy was playing there at the time. Think he was there until I was four, then to other cities across the country and Canada."
"Your mom's rather quiet." I stated.
"Pretty much so. She's a lawyer." was her answer.
"No shit!" I declared. She nodded, and I asked "What does Joe do for a living?"
She laughed, as she scooted her butt up against the wall, saying "Not much these days. Doesn't need too. We've been in Florida since I was in Junior High. Dad coached a few year after retirement on the minor league level. Then once mom got her law degree, he sort of retired for good."
I was hanging up my hockey pant, saying "Wow! And you mom's okay with that?"
With a chuckle, she said "Oh yeah, for daddy put her through college. She's in practice with a large firm in Orlando. They live nearby." I was done, and came over and plopped down on the bed next to her, with era saying "You feeling okay?"
I snorted, leaned against her, saying "Sore as hell. Your old man beat the crap out of me a few times out there." I lifted my head, asking "Who were you yelling at anyway? Him or me?"
She giggled, "Both, actually." She moved quickly off the bed, saying "Take your clothes off, I'll give you a rub down."
I groaned as I did as she said, and soon I was face down, with her quickly undressing and sitting on the back of my legs, giving me a good massage. Too good, for I fell asleep. Hours later, I awoke, only to find myself under the covers...and not alone. I was on my side, with her back up against my chest, as I nuzzled her ear. She smiled, as my hand cupped her bra covered tit, with her softly saying "About time you woke."
"What time is it?" I asked.
She pushed back against me, causing me to roll onto my back, and we both glanced at the clock, seeing it read almost eleven in the evening. She sighed, saying "Well, I probably should get back to my own room."
I chuckled, as I wrapped my arms about her, giving her a good squeeze as she giggled, as I said "Oh, I don't know, I'm comfortable where you're at right now."
I was massaging one breast through her bra with one hand, and my other was rubbing her pubic mound, making her groan sensually, before she sighed, went still for a brief second, then swiftly rolled over me and onto her feet on the floor at the side of the bed. I growled, and she laughed, as she bent at the waist to grab her shirt, saying "Don't get all worked up, Mark."
I took in a deep breath, and said "Yeah right."
She giggled, now having her shirt on, she leaned over my face while reaching own and grabbing my hard cock through my briefs, saying "All in good time, lover." A quick kiss, and then she repeated herself, "All in good time."
She was soon in her jeans and out the door, saying over her shoulder, "I'll be here in the morning at about ten.", as she closed it behind her shapely ass. An ass that I was dieing to handle as I trusted my very wanting woodie into her healthy body. Instead, I reached over and turned out the light and promptly fell to sleep.
Mary Beth was right on time, and after going to have a very late breakfast, we came back to my room to study. Of course, at first I tried to initiate something, but a quick scowl of disgust from her and I was more or less put in my place. I did notice an amused smile on her face as we returned to our studies. Well, we had dinner together, and every day that week we would be together darn near every waking minute. No, I still hadn't gotten into her panties yet. Heck, I can't even get her out of her darn bra so I could admire her firm breasts at a closer angle! However, she did spend the weekend in bed with me, with her wearing her bra and panties, and me in my underwear...with a big tent in front of them. As for the above mentioned blonde, she couldn't put out forever to keep her grades up, in the middle of the week Mary Beth returned to her dorm to find her packing her things up to return home, her parents looking on. Good thing I wasn't there, for when Mary Beth returned to my room so we could go eat, I was having one hell of a fit of laughter. She didn't find it as amusing as I did.
Okay, it's the other weekend, and Steve and I, with Mary Beth in tow, went to Orlando to play another game. Yes, Joe showed up again, as Mary Beth sat in the stands with her mom. Thankfully, he was on my team this time, although he brought a friend along, who Steve and I found to be another former pro. We all had a blast, as Joe and Dave, the name of the other guy, played against each other. Afterwards, a nice lunch, even longer than the one two weeks before, as Joe and Kathy took us to a nice place where we ate and chatted away. It was while we were leaving the restaurant, that Kathy said to Mary Beth, "Now since mark's not playing next week, you two will come down for a visit, right?"
I sort of chocked on that, as Mary Beth stammered out "Uh, yeah, sure mom." Interesting, she sure didn't sound enthused about me coming down to her parents home, but why? Well, I thought maybe she was getting tired of being around me already, but once back on campus, she went with me to my room, and soon we were in my bed, and we were necking away. Yeah, we had our undies on, although I was doing a good job of trying to get her out of hers, making her smile and squeal in protest as she kept pushing my hands from slipping under her bra or panties. We did go have dinner, and returned to actually study, although it was obvious I was wanting to do other things. Finally, she grabbed both of my wrists with her hands, and said "You think you can behave yourself and not keep grabbing me until next weekend?"
I asked with a bit of puzzlement, "But, we're going to your parents next weekend."
She smiled, a very strange smile, and said "Yes, and if you're real good and behave, you may get what you want."
I replied "Really?" She nodded her head, and let go of me, and re-opened her book, and I said "Okay, now I'm intrigued."
She shot back, "Don't be, and get studying and hands off!" She then said "Remember, a perfect gentleman in public, and I'll be your lover when we're alone, IF you behave yourself."
Okay, I took the hint, no more touchy feely until she says so. I can live with that. Not sure about my very hard cock, though. her deciding to sleep with me that night didn't help. Nor every night that week. Although she did go and get some pajama's to sleep in Sunday through Thursday. We both had the same class at the end of the day on Friday, and she said we'd leave after we ate an early dinner. No problem, it's about two hours down to Orlando, although I've no idea where we're going, as she hadn't given me a map. I sort of found this strange, as I did tell her if she gave me an address, I could use mapquest and find it, allowing me to get the best directions there. But she was pretty adamant about not telling me.
And I hadn't a clue.
The sun was setting as she instructed me on where to turn and all. I was getting a bit, well, flustered, for thereíd been at least six times on the way down that she's told me to turn at the last second, each time darn near causing me to wreck or cause a wreck for others. We were now heading down a four lane divided street, and she said "Next turn lane on left."
Okay, I flipped on my turn signal, as I was watching traffic approaching us in the opposite direction. Yeah, I saw a sign, just didn't have a chance to read it. Traffic cleared, and I made my turn, to find myself entering a drive and a guard house with a gate. I pulled up to the window, rolled it down and the guard opened his window, looked at me funny, and Mary Beth must have leaned forward, as she said "Hi Gene."
Well, his face brightened up, as he grinned, saying "Well good evening Mary Beth, welcome home." He glanced at me, and then back at her, asking "This is him, huh?"
She giggled, saying "Yep, it's him."
He reached over and pressed a button, saying "Your parents already checked him in, go on."
Okay, checked in for what? I saw the gate go up, I gently eased the car forward as she said "Go slowly.", rounded a curve, and saw some trailers. Then people. I about chocked, as she giggled, saying "Turn to the right."
I did, and as I crept forward, I glanced in my rear view mirror, then back in front of me, totally in disbelief, as I gestured over my shoulder, "Those people back there, they were, um..."
"Naked." she said, finishing my sentence. "Probably because this is a nudist resort, Mark. This is my parents weekend place." I swallowed hard, and she just giggled some more, saying "At the end, turn left, then a quick right."
I did, and we were going through what could be best described as a residential area now. First it was a campground, then regular mobile homes, now regular houses. "Next right, it's a cu-de-sac." Yeah, lots of things were running through my mind, and boy was I nervous, as she said after I made my turn, "Second drive on left, yeah, there." as I pulled into it. She leaned over, gave me a kiss, and said "Don't worry, you'll do fine." She opened her door, adding "Or at least you had better."
It was like a surreal event, as it felt like I was burdened with a ton of weight on my back, trying to get out of the car and meet her in front of it. She grabbed my hand, and we went up to the front door, my les feeling like they were nailed to the concrete I was walking on. The door opened, and there stood her mother, all of her! Naked as the day she was born. She gave both of us a hug, and she just wore a big grin on her face as we entered her home, with me still not knowing what to say or do. Her mom announced "Your father is down at the pool, and I'm on my way there. Why don't you two join us?"
Mary Beth, she just laughed, and said "We'll be down in a bit mom."
Kathy smiled, and said as she picked up a towel, "Well, don't be too long, dear."
I was still trying to get a word out. But I was a bit, well, tongue tied, as Mary Beth pulled me by my arm, saying "Come on, best if we hurry."
I let her pull me down the hall, asking "Hurry? Hurry for what?", as we entered a bedroom. She let go of my arm, and pulled her shirt off over her head, her brunette hair flying as she shook her head, saying "If we stay here too long, mom may get a bit annoyed and come back looking for us." She already had her pants undone and was pushing them down her legs, as she looked at me, and said "Come on, Mark, get out of those clothes."
I stammered out "Yeah, right.", as I pulled my shirt off. I guess I was taking too much time getting my pants undone, as she reached over, grabbed the top of them and yanked them down to my knees, with me shouting out "Hey!"
She just giggled, as I looked a there bare chest. Damn! Two very round breasts! I finally get to see them in their natural state, and I'm contemplating what to do. She laughed, grabbed my wrists and pulled them to her tits, saying "Get a good feel, later you can have more."
I chuckled, as I gave her sweet knockers a good squeeze. She stepped up and wrapped her arms around me, and tilted her head back. I lowered my face to hers and our lips met, and we both moaned as we tickled each others tongues. She then broke the embrace, saying "Come on, mark. Off with the underwear.'
I laughed, "Yeah, sure."
I sat on the edge of the bed, and removed my pants the rest of the way, and then my briefs, allowing my pecker to pop out, a bit aroused at the moment, what from all the hugging and kissing..and feeling her wonderful tits bare handed for the first time. I heard her announce, "Well, that ain't going to work."
I looked up, seeing her now without her panties, as I asked "What?"
She pointed at my cock, and said "Get rid of the boner, we can't have you walking about with it leading the way."
I protested, "Well, if you wouldn't have let me handle your great boobs..."
She didn't allow me to finish, as she said as she sat down to put her shoes back on, "Oh never mind." She frowned as she looked back at my dick, as I put my shoes back on as well, "Well, you can wrap a towel about your waist as we walk to the pool."
As stood up, and wrapped my towel around my waist, said "You know, you could have told me first."
She snorted, as she grabbed my hand and led me to the door, saying "That'd have taken the fun out of it, Mark."
I then asked "Hey, which room will I be sleeping in?"
She laughed, as she closed the door behind us, announcing "Mine, silly, with me."
I muttered out "Damn!"
"But don't think you'll be getting all of it tonight, mister. You have to behave yourself!" she stated.
Shit, was I nervous! Here I was, walking down a well lit street with my hand holding the hand of my girlfriend, and we were in her parents nudist camp! You know, I mentioned the surreal part of it already, but damn! Yes, we made it to the pool, finding her parents in the water, as well as about six other couples. Mary Beth had me join her in the shower where we washed off, and thankfully, my pecker was in a lax state. Probably due to nerves. It seemed as if time was standing still, as we got into the pool. Joe, he was laughing at me, as Cathy was smirking, while Mary Beth introduced me to her parents friends. One was Dave, the guy that played with us last weekend, as well as his very plump wife. Two other men that were there also use to play pro, one even played for years in the big league as a goalie.
I've no idea how long we were in that warm water, probably three hours at least, as eventually, I opened up and started talking with the guys, while the women sort of congregated amongst themselves. Then, Mary Beth came up to me from behind, putting her arms around my body and giving me a kiss on my cheek, saying "Mom and I are going to get something to drink with the women. Be back shortly."
I snickered, saying "I wasn't planning on going anywhere, my clothes are back at your parents place."
She playfully swatted me on the back as the others laughed. I dared not turn to watch her and the women get out of the pool. Hell, I was a bit worried of what may happen if I did, as Joe stated softly, "Well, what do you think of our lifestyle?"
I choked out "Surprising."
"She didn't tell you where you were going?" asked one of the other men. I was chuckling as I said "No, not at all."
One of the other men stated "Wow! Bet this was all a shock then."
The others laughed, as I stammered out "Heck yeah!"
Joe smiled, saying "You're doing fine, just keep your chin up and don't let your eyes wander too much."
"Christ Joe, he's young enough to be the grandchild to most of the folks around here." added Dave.
It went downhill after that. No, not what I said or did, but what the men were saying while the wives were away. Talk about crude, geesh! I just floated there, smiling. The women came back two hours later, and I was still in the water, at the pool edge, taking a drink from Mary Beth. The cup was plastic, and taking a sip, I about choked, with one of the men saying "Whoa big fella,! Slow down there!"
Naturally, the others started to laugh, as Mary Beth slipped down into the water next to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and gave me a kiss on the lips, before putting her forehead to mine, saying "Sorry, guess I should have warned you." in a low voice.
I stammered out "what the heck is this?", trying not to be heard. Didn't matter, for the others were making wise cracks about Mary Beth and I, something about young love and telling us to go get a room. Actually, that's not a bad idea, as she said "It's a rum and coke. Mom said we could have one."
"I normally don't drink, Mary Beth." I quipped.
She purred out "Nor do I, baby.", before giving me another kiss. I chuckled, as our tongues wrestled, causing more nasty comments from the others.
Her mom came over, and put a hand on each of our shoulders, saying "Okay kids, break it up." Mary Beth scowled, at Kathy, as Kathy added "Now dear, you know it's not polite to get your partner aroused."
Joe caused the others to laugh, as he said loudly, "Yeah, we don't want things floating about the pool."
One of the women added "Damn straight! It's a mess to get out of our hair." Kathy grinned, saying to me, "Why don't you take her back to the house, Mark?"
I grabbed Mary Beth's hand, and started pulling her to the stairs, saying "Sure thing, Kathy."
"Make sure you tuck her in, tightly, young man!" someone stated rather crudely. No, I didn't have an erection, as a giggling Mary Beth staggered along the side of me. I was probably not aroused as these old goats were getting rather crude, with me trying to tune them all out. Yeah, it was dark, as we walked down the lane, with me asking "we going the right way?"
She giggled, responding with "Uh-huh!", as she reached down and grabbed my dick through the towel in her hand.
I muttered out "Shit! Mary Beth!", as I tried prying her hand off my cock as we staggered along. She kept grabbing for it, and I kept brushing her hand away as we walked, very happy that now that there wasn't much light. My towel also kept dropping from my waist, and I eventually tossed it over my shoulder. Maybe another fifty feet, and I hissed out, "Come on Mary Beth, where we at?"
She giggled, pointed to the left, and said "This way!" as she took two steps and damn near fell flat on her face. Luckily I had hold of her arm, and my arms quickly slid down to her waist and pulled her back up to her feet. Shit, how much did she have to drink? I saw a porch light, and I recognized my vehicle and I guided her to the front door. One great thing about a nudist resort, you tend to leave things unlocked, as I opened the door, and helped her into the dimly lit room.
She giggled, turned and wrapped her arms about me, giving me a hug and saying "Come on, let's do it."
I said "You're drunk."
She giggled, "Yeah, momma said it'd be better this way."
Say what? she let go and was pulling me towards the hall, as I asked "Told you it'd be better for what?"
She sighed, looking up at the ceiling, and declared "To get my cherry popped."
Ah shit, I don't believe this. She literally fell into her bedroom, and thankfully landed on her bed, on her belly. I turned on the light, and watched as she rolled over, her fine naked body laying there in front of me, her arms stretched out above her, legs slightly spread, allowing me the moment to admire her firm, young breasts and that nicely trimmed pussy. She moaned as she then moved her hands to her tits, rubbing them and asking "Are my tits fine?"
I chuckled, climbing onto the bed and over her body, lowering my lips to hers and I gave her a quick kiss, and said "Yes, they're fantastic."
She asked "Really?" I nodded my head, and she stated "I always thought they were too small."
I raised my torso up and with my hands I moved hers off of her breasts and put my hands over them, massaging them as I said "No, not small at all, Mary Beth."
She sighed, and closed her eyes, saying "Oh that feels good, Mark."
I lowered my face to her mounds and licked the nipple of her left breast, admiring it as it grew between my lips, making her moan softly. As I licked and teased one nip with my mouth, I was tweaking the other with my right hand, while my left hand was down in in warm crotch, palming her pubic mound. Her hips were moving as I rubbed her down there, and I was wanting a little taste, as my mouth moved off her tit and I started to kiss my way down to her sex. My body was briefly perpendicular to hers, before I swung my leg over her head, and I now had us in a sixty-nine. I started to lick her slit, while feeling her hands grab my swollen meat, then her hot tongue tickling the head of it.
I groaned, feeling my cock throb, wanting to drench her tongue with my spunk. She was pressing her cunt up into my face as I licked away. I was soon rewarded with her body suddenly convulsing on top of me, as her sweet cum doused my lips. My cock erupted, and she gagged, before taking her mouth off my dick, as she let out a soft moan while she came down from her cum.
I raised my body up onto my knees, and moved off from above her. She giggled, and rolled onto her left side, so I laid down on my side as well, right behind her, reaching over her body and getting a handful of tit. My spent tool was up against the crack of her ass, and I pressed it hard into her, making her softly moan, saying "God, mark. That was great."
I nibbled at her neck, saying "Thank you."
She sighed, snuggling back against me, saying "Hold me for a spell, okay?"
I chuckled, saying "Sure." then asking "You want a blanket over us?" She nodded her head yes, so I reached down and pulled the covers over us, and wrapped my arms around her, with neither one of us saying a word. I was happy. I got my cock sucked off. She was happy, as she still had that smile on her face,. And, I was really wanting some more. Unfortunately, she fell asleep, right about the same time my cock was hard again. I just sighed, and allowed my self to fall asleep as well.
No idea what I was dreaming, but I was wakened by someone pushing on my shoulder, saying "Hey Mark." softly.
I groggily rolled and opened my eyes, as Mary Beth grumbled something about sleep, and saw her dad standing over me, with a big smile on his face, I sleepily asked "Uh, yeah, what?"
He motioned me to follow, saying "Come on."
I rolled out of bed, stark ass naked, and was out of the bedroom before even realizing I had a serious case of morning wood. By then I was in the living room, and I heard a snort, which caused me to turn and be face to face with Kathy, who picked up a towel and tossed it to me, saying "Best if you keep it covered, big boy."
I started to say something, but Joe added "Actually, you need tog et dressed."
I stuttered out, "Yeah, sure." Then got worried, as I asked "Why?"
He chuckled, replying "we're going to go play hockey."
I protested with "But I don't have my equipment with me."
Joe just laughed, saying "Don't worry about it, you can use Roger's." He then said "Now hurry up and get dressed, before Mary Beth wakes up."
Well, I wasn't going to argue, as I quickly got dressed, remembering that Roger was the former goalie. Heck, I was hoping hits wasn't what I thought it meant.
It turns out that Joe's last two games he played with my group got him inspired, so to speak. And now he has joined up with a bunch of other former pro players in some Saturday morning play time. And, I was to be the honorary target. Roger luckily had bigger feet than I, as I wore his goalie skates and his gear...which I think was older than my father. The first shot hit my chest and I thought I was going to die. It didn't get any better.
I fared well, actually. Most of the shots I could see, for these guys are all played on some sort of pro-level. My body however, was battered pretty darn good. I stopped counting the bruises in the shower after fourteen from where the padding wasn't quite thick enough to stop a hard shot.
And by about three in the afternoon, after Joe & Dave made the obligatory stop at some bar, where I sat and drank soda since I am still under twenty-one, we finally made it back to the resort. And all Mary Beth could say when she saw me was "Where have you been?"
I replied "With your dad.", as I walked on by, and into the bedroom, as she started to give her old man grief. I caught some of it, before I came back out, stark naked and asking as I took her hand in mine, "I need a soak in that hot tub!"
She scowled at first at me, then she saw the bruises, causing to turn and whine at Joe "Daddy!".
I think I grumbled something as we walked out the door, with her asking a bunch of questions and all. It soon became clear she wasn't mad at me, as she reached her arm around my back as we walked. I can't explain how comforting the hot, swirling water of an inground spa feels on your body after you spent a few hours getting hit with rubber. Relaxing? Better than that. Way better! And having Mary Beth up against me the whole time was the icing on the cake.
And yeah, there were others around. I couldn't tell you how many others. Probably a good two dozen people just sitting around the pool on this fine late Saturday afternoon. Did I take in the sights, so to speak? No, not really. By the time we moved to a pair of lounge chairs, I had realized that seeing a bunch of naked women wasn't having an effect on my libido what so ever. Of course, as one of Joe's friends stated last night, most could be my grandmother.
We laid there in the sun for a spell, before another dip in the spa, before heading back to her parents place. Mary Beth was calmed down by then, not angry at her father any more, as we all got dressed and went out to a steak house for dinner. I didn't realize how hungry I was, as I not only ate my twelve-ounce rib-eye, with a baked potato and broccoli, but I also did a fare share of eating off of Mary Beth's as well. And then there was dessert, for I had two. By the time we got back to the resort, I was not only well-fed, but dead tired as well. I was surprised as we got out of the car, and Joe, he rolled down the window and said "Well Mark, we'll see you next weekend perhaps?"
I had no idea what was going on, as I stammered out, "Uh, yeah, I suppose I will."
Mary Beth, she was quickly at my side, hooking her arm in mine and saying "I'll make sure of it, Daddy." as she pushed me towards the door.
I smiled as I looked over my shoulder, seeing them back out of the drive, as I was dumb enough to ask, "Were they going?"
"Our regular home, and why would you care?" she stated with a laugh as we fell into the house.
I laughed as we wrapped our arms about each other, with me cheerfully asking, "So they ain't coming back tonight?"
She dropped down to her knees, and fumbled with my shorts, saying "No, mom said they don't want to be sitting around and listening to you fucking my brains out for the next twenty some hours!"
I croaked out "Oh fuck!" as she was soon sucking away on my dick. Yeah, I can most definitely get use to this! I wonder if those were her mom's exact words? Hell, who cares! I leaned my head back and rested my hands on her shoulders as she sucked away. Sure didn't take long, not with her hands stroking my cock as she sucked and slobbered all over it with her mouth, as I croaked out "Ahhh yesssss!" as I blasted my first shot up absent the back of her mouth, causing her to gag at first. I was now looking down at her sweet face, a sparkle in her eye's as she worked my cock dry.
She let go of my meat and as she smiled she moved back up onto the couch, legs spread wide in open invitation. I chuckled as I dropped my shorts the rest of the way and stepped out of them as I moved down and inhaled her luscious scent. She cooed softly as I lapped her cream, a few gasps from time to time, then the sudden and loud moan as her body erupted into an orgasmic torrent.
My dick was hard and wanting it, and I was soon sliding my cock into her snatch, her eyes bulging out when I broke swiftly through her hymen. Then a sweet smile as she pulled my face to hers and we kissed as my cock throbbed, feeling her tight cunt gripping my tool. I asked softly "You okay?"
She croaked out "Oh god yes!" She slightly rolled her hips, flexing her tummy muscles to work my cock, as she added "Come on, Mark. Fuck me!"
I started to do just that as I nuzzled her neck with my lips, making her whimper at the attention. She raised her legs up and put her heels on my butt, as I pumped away. Soon we were both grunting loudly, with her giving soft moans as well, before we both could feel each other building to a wonderful climax. Oh yeah! What a fine feeling of my hard cock spurting deep inside her tight, hot wet box, as she had her eyes shut tight, her teeth clenched as she roared with one hell of an orgasm.
We were both gasping for air, as I now had my hands on the back of the couch, supporting my body while I admired her round, firm breasts, which had a reddish hue to them, as did her throat and face. I lowered my face down to hers, kissed her lips, she opened them and we gently sucked on each others mouths. I moved my lips down to her chin, neck, and finally her snuggle pups, where I latched my lips onto her left erect nipple and suckled gently, making her coo softly.
I moved and my pecker slipped from paradise, as I started to pay attention to her other nipple. she put her hands on my shoulders, and glancing at her face, her head was tilted back, eyes closed and a very satisfied smile on her sweet adorable face. I left her hard nip and moved south, making her groan as I wedged a pair of fingers into her freshly fucked cunt while my tongue began to do a slow dance on her clit. Another cum was quickly reaching it's peak, and her joyous cry reverberated off the living room walls. I stopped looking to see her slitted eyes, and she smiled and rolled to her left, getting her knees up onto the couch and close together, arching her back and thrusting that fine round ass of hers up into the air.
I stood and slipped my meat inside her hot steamy fuck hole, put my hands on her waist and began to ride her slowly. She was moaning, as she had her forehead resting on the back of the couch, now rolling her hips to meet my thrusts. We were in tune as one, her cunt gripping my shaft as I pulled out, as if it was not wanting to relinquish it's prize. After ten minutes, and another loud orgasm for her, I was hunched over her, my arms reaching around her hot body and groping her fine full breasts. She turned her head, and I kissed her cheek, as with shortness of breath, she said "Get us on the floor." I started to pull out, but she reached behind her and took hold of my hips, pulling me back inside her, declaring "No! Keep inside of me, babe."
I just chuckled, and moved my hands so I had my arms wrapped about her waist, and I gently eased back, and somehow managed tog et us onto the floor, with me on my back, and her with her feet flat on the floor and squatting over my groin, with Mister Happy still in paradise. She thus began a long ride on my pole, as she frigged herself while I watched my pecker slide in and out of her pink hole,, covered with our combined cream. I eventually started to feel the urge, and so I began to pump up, forcing my rod hard inside of her. This got her going, her sweet cunt wanting more, and soon her ass was a blur, hammering down on my dick until we both came hard, real hard! As I felt weak while I had to put my hands up on her torso right underneath her arms to keep her from collapsing from exhaustion.
I thought I was spent, as I rolled her off of me to my left, and I cuddled up against her as we laid on our cleft sides, with me giving her some light kisses on her cheek and neck, as we slowly regained our senses. I was exhausted, a complete wreck, as she whispered that we were in dire need of a shower. We helped each other to our feet, grabbed some towels and headed to the pool area, where it was late, dark, and no one around. No, we didnít do it there. Heck, didn't think I could have gotten hard again at the moment anyway, as we washed up, then sat in the spa, then returned to her parents house and climbed into her bed where it was lights out as we playfully and gently caressed each others bare skin.
Morning we rose, went and had breakfast, then returned to the house and were soon in a heated sixty-nine in her bed. I got her off, then took her in the good old missionary position, our mouths locked together until I dumped a healthy load deep in her womb. Guess we were both a bit sore by then, as we went to the pool area, showered and got into the pool and relaxed until lunch time, as friends of her parents would casually pass by and ask how the 'love birds' were getting along, not to mention a few stating that they were surprised to see us out of the house.
We made love one more time after lunch, then after another shower, I've found nudists are the cleanest folks around, and another dip in the pool and hot tub, we headed back to campus, tired, sexually sated, and with me looking forward to what more Mary Beth has to offer.
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Created on ... June 02, 2012