Chapter 12
Jake stood on the apron of the newly-finished pool looking at the crystal blue water. He was still keyed up from tonight's ball game and knew he would have trouble sleeping. He heard the French door off the living room open and light footsteps move across the deck towards him. He didn't turn around. Anyone coming out of the house would be excellent company. Long slender arms wrapped around his waist and a light kiss was placed on his neck.
"What are you thinking about, Jake Turner?" Angie asked.
"About how much I adore my flame-haired princess," he answered.
Her grip tightened on his waist. "Your princess loves you too. You are the guy I compare all other men to and, except for maybe daddy, they all come up short."
He chuckled, "Well you haven't met that many men yet, give yourself a chance".
"I will", she said, "but you are my prince charming and always will be. Don't make any plans for next weekend; we have something to take care of."
Then she kissed his neck again and boldly grabbed his dick. She squeezed it gently through his pants and said, "Debbie told me about how you took her at Sara's. I'll be so disappointed if I don't get the same treatment. I'm not going to be happy until I have these long smooth legs wrapped around you while you are in me. I shaved for you Jake, even though I only had a little hair. I'm as smooth as a new baby's behind except for my eyebrows and head."
Her talk had him hard as a rock. He reached back and found her leg. To his pleasure, she had on her robe with nothing underneath. He found her little slit, and true to her word, it was completely bald. Her lips were wet and slick so he slipped a finger between them. She clung to him and rotated her hips against his finger. Her pussy clinched down on his finger and tried to suck him in deeper. He loved the little eccentric circles she could move her hips in and told her so.
"Jake honey, I can move these hips in ways you can't imagine. I have practice squeezing everything from a pencil to my hairbrush waiting for the real thing."
Her hips jerked a couple of times as she had a small orgasm.
She cooed in his ear, "Thank you Jake."
Then she dropped her arms and slipped away.
Jake continued to stare at the water and thought to himself what am I doing just looking. So, he stripped off his clothes and dove in. The water was shockingly cold. Yes, it was still warm in central Florida in September but the pool had only been filled a few days and the nighttime temperatures were starting to dip below 70. Jake swam a few fast laps to warm up then hopped out of the pool. He was standing there drip-drying when a towel hit him in the back.
"Very nice, Adonis," said Helen.
He spun around, startled. Helen was standing there in her robe; she dropped her eyes to his member and giggled. He looked down also and saw that the cold water had shrunk him up. He grabbed the towel and covered himself, his face blazing with embarrassment.
She giggled again and pivoted on her heels back to the house.
The next morning Jake caught a ride to the ever-handy Seven-Eleven. He told a dubious Charles that he had promised someone some yard work. One of these days, I am going to actually go in that place he thought. About eight-fifteen, a bedraggled Plymouth Valiant station wagon wheezed up. Vicki Greer poked her head out the window and told him to hurry and get in. He piled in the passenger side and cracked up. Vicki had on the biggest pair of sunglasses he had ever seen; an enormous scarf covered her entire head.
"Nice disguise Mata Hari," he said, "this car is definitely undercover."
Vicki laughed also. "I guess I over-did it, huh? I borrowed the car from Brian Nelson, it belongs to his brother who's overseas."
Wow! So she had Coach Nelson aiding and abetting. He wondered if the coach knew what she was up too.
As if reading his mind Vicki said, "I told him I was getting some garden stuff and couldn't carry it in my Jag. He looked skeptical but I think he was looking forward to taking your mom's friend out in the Jag".
Jake realized she meant Sara.
"Sara's my friend," he said.
Vicki cut him a look.
"She was the nurse who cared for me when I was in a coma. She was the first person I talked too when I woke up," he explained.
"They certainly looked like they were getting along when I left. I hope that was what you wanted."
"It was. She's my friend like you are; I only want good things for her... and you."
Vicki pulled the Valiant into the Sea Vista Motel parking lot. She had somehow managed to pick up the key yesterday. She grabbed a small suitcase and led him to a second floor room facing the ocean. Jake cranked up the air conditioner and walked out on the balcony. Vicki followed him out and they stood leaning on the railing looking out at the ocean. The shrimp fleet was fishing about a half mile out; the water on their side nets glistened, making them look like crystalline butterflies. Vicki looked pensive, so Jake put his arm around her; she leaned against him, her head on his shoulder.
"Having second thoughts?" he asked.
"No, just worried I won't be able to make it good enough for you. And sad because I know so little about sex that I'm nervous about pleasing a fifteen-year old."
He turned her head and pulled off the sunglasses. Looking into her eyes he said, "You already please me with just your company. You are a passionate, sensuous woman and it is going to be such a pleasure to help you discover yourself sexually."
She hugged him tight and thanked him repeatedly for what he said. He pushed her back into the room and stood her between himself and the sliding glass door.
He lay back on the bed and said, "Now strip, you beautiful creature, I've been dying to see you naked all week."
She pulled off the scarf first. Her hair was artfully piled on top of her head, held in place by two lacquered sticks. Then with a haughty look, she reached up and unfastened the one big button on each shoulder. Her dress fell to her feet and she daintily stepped out of it. She was completely nude except for a pair of high heels. Her breasts were small and sat high and proud on her chest, her nipples were flint hard. Her torso was smooth and her belly flat. Her waist pinched in and her hips curved out perfectly. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and her lips were fat and puffy. She let him look for a minute then turned her back to him. She reached up, pulled the sticks out of her hair, and shook her head. A cloud of shiny light brown hair cascaded down her back to rest just at the top of what had to be the perfect ass. Her legs were long, sleek, and spaced apart so he could see her puffy little pussy between her thighs. She slowly turned back around and dropped her arms.
It was the most erotic strip tease he had ever seen.
"Jesus!" he croaked. "You should be on stage."
She walked over, pulled him off the bed, then sat down where he had been...
"Now you," she said.
Jake pulled off his clothes and stood in front of her, his prick rampant.
"You are pretty perfect yourself, Jacob, now come here and show me what I've been missing."
And he did.
Vicki was everything he thought she would be. She was fearless and would try anything. Jake started by feasting on her small breasts. They were sensitive and the rougher he treated them the better she liked it. He sucked her whole breast into his mouth and bit down gently at the base. She thrashed her head side to side and told him to bite harder. Then from nowhere he got the weirdest idea. He left her breasts and moved down to her pussy. As he started licking she started cumming. After eating her to a couple of orgasms, he slid up her body and poised his dick at her entrance. He slowly pushed the head in and stopped. She thrust her hips up but he managed to keep just inside her.
"Relax baby, lay back and put your arms to you sides," he soothed.
When she calmed down some he slowly slid into her until he bottomed out. She moaned her approval with every inch of his invading bludgeon. She was tight and hot. Her pussy wall rippled behind him, gripping his dick like a fist closing around it. She wiggled her hips but he pulled back when she did.
"Hold still, I want to talk to you for a minute," he said.
She groaned in frustration but complied.
He thrust into her.
"What kind of birth control do you use?" he asked.
She moans "A diaphram," She responded.
He withdrew his dick from her slippery channel then thrust into her harder.
"When is your next period?"
She gasped, "Two weeks."
He took another stroke.
"I want to get you pregnant."
Her hips went wild and she came long and loud. He would have to find a way to tone her down or she would get them evicted. She grabbed his head and rained kisses on his face.
"YES, YES, YES, my darling I want you to get me pregnant. I've dreamed of a baby but thought I was too bitter to give one the love that it deserved. Maybe now I can. Who better to be the father than you?"
The lovers planned Vicki's insemination between bouts of intense lovemaking. Once Vicki made her decision to let Jake impregnate her, she was insatiable. She finally got to put those years of yoga to use as Jake pinned her feet back by her ears and pounded her helplessly exposed pussy to an earth-shaking climax. Then Jake put her on her hands and knees and entered her from the rear. He hit her womb on every stroke. He wrapped a long loop of her hair around his hand and pulled her head back.
"This is the way I'll fuck you when your belly is big with our baby," he whispered in her ear.
"Yessssss!" she hissed.
He reached under her, grabbed her tit, and squeezed.
"This is how I'll milk your bloated breasts to get them ready to feed our baby."
"Yesssssss!"
He released her tit and put his hand between her legs. He captured her rather large clit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed.
"And this is how I'll make my little mommy cum."
"Yesssssss" "Yesssssss" "Yesssssss" "YESSSSSSSSS..."
She convulsed so hard she almost threw him off the bed. When she could move she went into the bathroom and removed her diaphram and handed it to Jake. She crawled back into the center of the rumpled bed and put a pillow under her ass. She closed her eyes and her body slowly relaxed.
"I'm ready now Jake," she said dreamily, "Come give me my baby."
Jake climbed on the bed and made sweet gentle love to her. They came together as he pumped the biggest load he would ever shot into her milking vagina. When he started to pull out, she wouldn't let him. Instead, she drew his head to her breast and put her nipple in his mouth. He sucked gently and she fell asleep, an angelic smile on her face.
That day they never got around to all the things she wanted to try. But they would eventually.
Vicki drove Jake home at 4:30. She pulled into the driveway right behind his dad who was pulling his golf clubs out of the trunk. Jake hopped out of the car and she called him to her window. She grabbed his collar and pulled his head down for a lingering sweet kiss. Then she waved gaily at a thoroughly flabbergasted Charles and chugged off in the old wagon.
Jake looked at his dad and shrugged, "I guess I did a better job mowing her lawn than I thought."
His dad was still standing there open-mouthed when Jake went into the house. Jake figured he needed some high-energy food and a nap before his date with Erika.
Erika drove up at seven o'clock exactly. A refreshed Jake was sitting on the couch waiting for her. Charles answered the door and Erika was introduced to the 'chat with the parents before the date' ritual. Soon enough they were out the door and down the road.
"Where we goin'?" Jake asked.
"Now you get to meet my parents," she replied.
There must be something in the water in Minnesota, thought Jake as a hand the size of a Smithfield Ham squeezed his to numbness. The hand belonged to Sven Johansson, Erika's father. Sven and his wife Helga must be the poster parents for Norwegian families. They were tall, ruddy cheeked, well-built, and as pleasant as any two people you could ever meet. Helga served the teens hot chocolate and waved them out the door. Erika noticed his bemused look.
"What's the matter Jake?" She asked.
"Your parents are so nice," Jake said, "I'm going to almost feel guilty when I ravish the family virgin."
Erika laughed so hard she almost wrecked the car.
"So where are you taking me, Mr. Ravisher?"
"Steak and Shake, then the drive-in, Miss Innocent Virgin."
Out of habit, Jake had Erika pull into Jody's station. Jody was back in college so a girl Jake did not know skated up. They ordered and ate. Jake was amazed at Erika's appetite; she could pack away the grub. Meal finished, they headed for the drive-in. Jake picked a spot near the back with access to the concession stand and plenty of privacy. They walked to the concession and bathrooms hand in hand. The couple finally made it back to the car, Jake laden down with sodas, popcorn and a Snickers bar for Erika. She did not comment when Jake opened the back door of Sven's big Chrysler New Yorker. She got in and slid across the seat.
Jake and Erika pretty much ignored the movie. He was sitting with his back against the door and she was leaning against him, her back to his chest. He had his arms around her, her blouse open, and her big breasts in his hands. He was lightly stroking them as they talked. She filled him in on her life to date. Then Jake did the same. Of course, his story was much shorter. Erika was amazed at what he told her.
After the exchanging of pedigrees, things got sticky. Erika started asking him about the women in his life. She wanted details about his relationships with the ones she had seen him with: Sara, Jody and Cindy. Without giving her specifics, he told her about each of them.
"Are you planning on still seeing them while we are together?" She asked.
"Yes", he said, "and maybe others. Erika, we are young and too much is in front of us to try to tie each other down".
"I thought I could accept you seeing other girls, Jake, but the more I'm around you the more I want you for myself."
Jake turned her around and said, "I don't want to hurt you Erika. I care about you a lot. You asked me to be truthful with you and I am. Maybe you need to think about things before we go too far".
"I think you're right. I do have a lot of thinking to do. But I'll do that later. Right now you have me helpless in the back seat of my father's car and I'm afraid you are going to take advantage of me."
As she said that, she fell backwards on the seat and held up her arms. Jake moved on top of her and fastened his lips to hers.
Jake heard the distinctive snick of a zipper, and Erika wriggled her hips. The aroma of her arousal was pungent in the air.
" I have something else to show you, Jake Turner," she said into his mouth.
Erika Johansson was a Nordic love machine, a big blonde sexual dynamo. Her vaginal secretions were the most copious and aromatic he had ever encountered. Her nectar flowed out of her in a steady stream. Some times when her vaginal muscles clinched, it was ejected forcefully. And the big girl had stamina. Jake was having such a good time eating her and playing in her juices that he was oblivious to the mess she made. Finally, after almost two hours of licking, sucking, and fingering she pushed his head away.
"Oh God! If had known it was that good I'd have been doing this since I was eleven," Erika panted.
"Erika, that is the best tasting and best smelling pussy I've ever had in my mouth. The shape is perfect, your clit is perfect, and as long as I have a face you've got a place to sit," he said reverently.
She still lay sprawled on the seat naked. "I don't know what it is about you that makes me want to take off my clothes. I am very self-conscious about my body. Even my mother hasn't seen me naked since I was twelve."
"If you were mine I'd encourage you to walk around naked all the time, my beautiful Valkyrie," he said.
Why am I your Valkyrie?" she asked.
"Well you are Norwegian, and Valkyries were maidens who took fallen soldiers to be with the Norse God Odin. And you are the Norwegian maiden that takes me to heaven just by being near you."
She lunged at him and smothered him with kisses. Geez, she was strong. It amazed him that regardless of how smart the woman or how corny the line they all responded the same.
Erika and Jake pulled into Jake's driveway at 10:30 pm. They were here far before Jake's curfew because Sven's New Yorker looked and smelled like a whorehouse, there was even a slimy handprint on the back window. Jake and Erika went in; both his sisters were already home from their evening out. Jake was in the kitchen looking for some cleaning supplies when Debbie popped in and asked him what he was doing.
"We, uh, spilled something in Erika's car," he said lamely.
By then, she was standing next to him. She sniffed curiously then stood on her tiptoes and licked his face like a cat.
Her eyes got big, "If that's on the seats, I'll suck it out of the upholstery."
Debbie took charge. She sent Angie and Jake to the car with 409 and Lysol. She marched Erika upstairs to clean her up. Erika protested at first but Debbie was insistent. She pushed her into the bathroom and told her to strip and take a shower. Debbie stepped into the bathroom to get Erika's clothes to wash and to bring her some towels. She looked at the statuesque blond through the shower curtain. She wanted to climb that mountain someday. With a nasty grin, she took out a short silk robe and laid it on top of the towels. She took Erika's clothes to the laundry room and ran them through the washer on its shortest cycle.
Angie opened the back passenger door and the odor hit her.
"What happened in here, Jake?" she asked.
"Some of what is going to happen to you next weekend," he replied.
She blushed and started wiping down the sets and windows with 409. The smell was making her wet. She wondered if it would smell like that after Jake got her. The thought made her shiver. Jake finished his side at the same time she finished hers. He sprayed the interior down with Lysol. This would definitely be a test of the product's claim to eliminate odors. They trooped back into the house leaving all of the Sven's windows down.
Debbie was delighted when Erika came out of the bathroom in her robe. It barely covered Erika's ass and the front was stretched across her chest leaving a deep 'V' between her breasts. Erika was beet red with embarrassment but Debbie acted as if nothing was wrong. Debbie heard her siblings on the stairs and called them to her room. Erika's blush spread and she clutched the robe tighter.
Angie and Jake walked into Debbie's room and both stared at the furiously blushing Erika. Jake laughed; Debbie was the devil. She could have gotten Erika his terry cloth robe or hers or even Angie's, they were all oversized. Instead she had her semi-naked in front of everyone.
Debbie said, "Jake, you need a shower also or mom will smell you when she hits the door".
Jake went to his bathroom and took a quick shower. When he got back to Debbie's room he found her blow-drying Erika's hair. Erika's robe was gaping open and Debbie was feasting her eyes on the big melons.
"Hey Bro, will you go put Erika's clothes in the dryer?" she asked.
Jake arrived in the laundry room just as the washer clicked on to the spin cycle. He hung out for the three minutes it took, and then switched the clothes to the dryer. He bounded back up the stairs and was met by Angie at the landing.
"I'm supposed to keep you busy while Debbie tries to get into your big 'ol girl friends panties," she said.
That's going to be hard to do because I just put them in the dryer. So I guess I'll just have to try to get into your panties while we wait," Jake said.
Angie giggled and ran toward her room with Jake in hot pursuit. They tumbled on the bed and her lips sought his eagerly.
"Take me right now, Jake," she demanded.
"I'm not doing that princess. When I take the precious cherry you are giving me, I want everything to be just right. Doing it now would not make it as special as it should be for either of us."
She pressed her face into his chest.
"Why would you want me when you can have Amazon woman with her big boobs?"
He pulled her back gently until he was staring into her azure eyes.
"Princess, you are the most special person I know. You just can't see yet the beauty I see both inside and outside."
She wiped her eyes and nodded, smiling prettily.
"Thanks Jake, I feel so loved in your arms."
You are loved," he said. "Now lets go foil Devil Girl's plot."
Angie laughed and went into the bathroom making plenty of noise. Jake went to the stairs and stomped towards Debbie's room. He knocked on the door.
"Just a minute," said Debbie.
The door opened and a flushed Debbie let him in. Erika was still sitting at the dressing table, a small smile on her face. Her robe was barely held together by the thin silk tie around the waist. Her legs were spread slightly.
"Come on in, Jake; we were just getting to know each other better," Debbie said archly.
They certainly had been; you could smell Erika's musk heavy in the room. Debbie went back to her and started rubbing her shoulders.
"I was telling Erika about our fitness program. She is interested; she wants to tighten up her chest muscles."
As Debbie talked she reached in and lifted Erika's heavy breasts.
"I told her that she didn't need much work to get this much lift. What do you think?"
Jake came over and capture her other breast. "I don't know, Sis, they are pretty firm for their size. See how she doesn't sag much at all."
"You might be right," allowed Debbie. "But what about her tummy?"
Debbie slipped her hand down and was caressing her belly just above her vagina.
Jake slid his hand down too.
"It's pretty firm, but a good abdominal workout would help her."
Just then they heard the distinctive 'ping' of the dryer timer. Jake went downstairs and retrieved Erika's clothes. When he returned Debbie had Erika in a serious lip lock. Jake brought over Erika's outfit and the girls broke their kiss. Erika shrugged off the robe and stood proud and naked -- her eyes glittering -- and stepped into her panties. Soon she was dressed and Jake and Debbie walked her to her car. She gave them both kisses and pulled off.
"So", asked Jake, "how'd it go?"
Debbie smiled and put her finger under his nose.